"Can't you just leave?You are annoying and weird..why is Hansol friends with you anyway?"He asks coldly
"I was wondering the same..asshole."
•Mature content•
Jeonghan x Reader.
⚠️Guys, this part contains pictures of hurt knees and wrists..⚠️
Silence is awkward. And creepy.
The thirteen boys were all sitting around the girl, who was sitting silent on the couch.
No one dared to speak, not even her.
Hansol angrily smacked with the back of his hand her knee twice, as if he wants her to speak, earning a winced sound of her.
"where have you been?! Are you an idiot? I fucking want to kill you y/n!" he yelled in her ear, making her cry harder.
"Hansol.." Seungcheol said quietly but his friend raised his hand, interrupting him.
"what are these around your wrists? Did you cut them? If you wanted to live so bad you didn't have yo harm yourself you know. Id let you leave if you really wanted it." he grabbed her hand harshly.
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"did you really get hurt y/n or you just painted those bandages? Are you so pathetic? And why didn't you answer your phone calls? Only texting Jeonghan instead of me?" He asked angrily, pulling the bandages off with force, exposing her wounds and making them bleed again because they were glued on her fresh/wounded wrists.
They weren't cut though.. These were rope marks. She had gotten her wrists hurt by ropes.But,how did she get cut?
The boys gasped.
Hansols eyes widened in shock and regret. Then looked down, when his friend got up.
"do you think of me as someone who'd do such thing? Pretend to commit suicide or splash some red color on me?" she asks hurt.
She had stopped crying after what he had said. Her voice was still cracky and sounded as if she was sick though.
"who doubts their bestfriend like that Hansol?" she asked quietly, with a sad chuckle. "I didn't leave. I would never leave.. Not like that.I also wouldn't hurt myself.. I wouldn't just text Jeonghan and I'd answer my phone if I actually had it. Sorry for worrying you.. I don't want you to worry about me.I can take care of myself.." she says with no emotion.
"He didn't mean it like that.. -" Seokmin takes her bleeding hands in his, to stop her from leaving and to make the blood stop.
"it's okay oppa. I know exactly what he meant." she faked a smile. She gently removed her hands from Seokmins hold and walked upstairs, after faking a smile to the others to calm them down a bit.
"What a jerk." Jeonghan said coldly.
Hansol didn't speak. He just looked down.
"how could you talk to her like that?!" He yelled this time. "you didn't even gave her time to explain what happened! Yet, you yelled at her as is she did something on purpose. Why would she fake her wounds? Did you have to hurt her like that Hansol?" He shook his head disappointed and ran upstairs.
