COUNTDOWN | seungbin ✔️

seven

the end of school rolled around faster than seungmin had wished it would have.

seungmin groaned and lifted himself from the position he had been sitting in for past three hours. holy guacamole i look like a mess. seungmin cringed as he stared into the mirror at what was an unrecognisable reflection of himself. his hair was in a mess, he had tear stained cheeks, his eyes were puffy and his clothes were wrinkled from being in a cramped bathroom stall for so long.

trying to make himself look at least presentable, he smoothened his clothes and attempted fixing his hair, giving up shortly after.

the moment seungmin stepped out of the bathroom, he got scared by a figure leaning against the wall, hands crossed together, smoking a cigarette. they made brief eye contact before seungmin looked away, feeling the tears well up in his eyes again. no not now.

before seungmin could walk away from the figure, it had grabbed both seungmin's hands and pinned them above his own head.

changbin could tell seungmin had been crying, well, he did see the younger rush to the bathroom earlier while crying. what worried the older was that seungmin looked like he was going to cry again. he had glassy eyes and his lower lip was trembling.

"hyung..?" seungmin whimpered out. changbin let out what sounded like a soft 'hm'.

"why do you always seem so unhappy? you should be happier, at least before you die." seungmin mumbled the last part out but it was still audible for the older. that confused changbin. what did he mean 'before i die'? changbin's acted on his first instinct and pushed the younger towards the wall, earning himself a groan of pain and agony.

"fuck off."

those were the last words changbin had said before he left seungmin, alone and crying.