jeno didn't know who donghyuck was talking about. the only one that'd be able to help him didn't want to talk to him anymore. sighing he stood up and went downstairs to go and open the front door.
he didn't care that he looked like a walking corpse, he hasn't slept for nights, wasn't eating nor drinking enough and spent most of his time with just smoking and drinking alcohol.
his brother doyoung didn't know what was happening to him, he went to america with his best friend and wasn't following his little brothers instagram. though it was weird for jeno to deny face timing, the older just thought that jeno was sick. sick like in having a cold as his voice sounded pretty hoarse.
"what do you wan- jaemin?", the only person jeno would have never expected stood in front of him, having an unreadable expression on.
"jeno.", the other greeted him, not showing any emotion. it was hard for jaemin to not jump at jeno, his inner voice shouted to take care of him no matter if he smoked or not.
jaemin had missed his best friend. he had missed being annoyed all day, to be forced to go out almost every single day and face timing until midnight.
[ continue next chap ]
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i just noticed it's wednesday
hope y'all had a good day ❤
