Another Breakfast Club [COMPLETED]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎。

This is a chapter that contains mentions of suicide, r*pe, and other possibly triggering items. Please do not read if you think it will negatively affect you and your mental state. PM me and I will give you a summary that does not include the triggering subjects.

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"Let's make a Confessions Table. It's obvious we all got some shit we gotta get off our chests." Mark took a deep drag of his vape, blowing out the smoke in rings. "How does this work Chenle?"

"So each person gets five slips of paper. You write down a question on each slip, something you want to know or really anything, and then when we scramble and pick them up, everyone has to answer. Usually they're yes and no." Renjun translated it for everyone else, then Chenle went up to the printer and grabbed seven pieces of paper. "That is closest I have come to criminal offence," Chenle giggled as he handed everyone their papers.

Quickly the papers were torn into five and they wrote what they wanted on there, Jisung becoming the moderator. "We'll do a hand raising system since it's easiest. Raise your hand for yes, keep it down for no." He reached over, and grabbed a random one.

"Do you have a favourite place?" Everyone raised their hand and Jisung called on Donghyuck.

"I really like Bangladesh. I went there for a service mission over the summer, and it was really rewarding. It was because my cousin wanted to go, so I felt an obligation you know? Taeyong wanted to do a lot, and it made me realise as I was helping them get clear water that I haven't done much for anyone but myself. That's why it's my favourite place, because I realised that there."

"My favourite place is the football field, not as deep as yours," Jeno said, and Donghyuck shrugged.

"I'm pretty much doing what Taeyong wanted to do. He didn't deserve what happened to him."

"What did happen?" Chenle asked, clearly confused.

"He committed suicide right before you arrived." Renjun said softly, and Chenle couldn't hold back a gasp.

"I am sorry Donghyuck," Chenle said, frowning. Hyuck nodded his thanks, and Chenle hesitated. "Hug?"

"Please," Donghyuck said softly as Chenle wrapped his arms around the visibly saddened boy. "Thank you Chenle."

"Of course! I have healing hug!" They all noticed the glint of jealousy in Jisung's eyes except Chenle, making Renjun chuckle lightly.

"I think Jisung wants a healing hug too," Renjun said slyly, and Chenle waddled over to give Jisung a big hug too.

Jisung was red, but continued onto the next question. "Who all in here is gay?"

"Does halfway gay count?" Donghyuck asked, and Jisung nodded. "Then me!"

"All of us are." Mark said lazily, staring directly at Jeno, who shifted nervously.

"Like Hulk would be. He bullies everyone for learning to accept themselves." Renjun sneered.

"I am gay actually," Jeno said softly, and Renjun wrinkled his nose.

"So you bully people you know are going through it? Newsflash, I moved here to get away from my homophobic parents who put out their cigarettes on me and struck me so many times I was hospitalised for a month. So if you think you have it bad, you are another confused dick in this world who thinks that people are your disposable wipes; use once and throw away."

Chenle was processing what Renjun said and his eyes widened, and it became so quiet you could hear a pin drop. "Why did I tell you that? You wouldn't care." Renjun raised his eyes to the ceiling, and I picked up my stuff to move next to him and lay my head on his shoulder like I used to.