FAKE & TRUE.

Chapter 11: Unhappy memories.

⤿ YANG JEONGIN.

Jeongin uncomfortably shifts in his seat, Hyunjin kept glaring at him every time their eyes met. What could Jeongin have done? He needed Hyunjin to stop sticking to him, they were not friends and Jeongin never has friends, that's that.

Jeongin was walking out the school gates when a certain person with red highlights catches his attention, leaning against the wall with a cigarette between his lips. Jeongin tries to walk away without getting noticed, but his name was already called out. He sighs, walking towards the older.

"You've got to stop running away." Jeongin kept his hands on the warm cup, the smell of coffee invades his nose. "How are you doing? I haven't seen you since.." Changbin looks down at his lap, clearing his throat at the end of his sentence. "I'm fine." Jeongin quietly answers, fingers going numb at the cold. "Did- Did you receive those letters from his mother?" Jeongin nods, keeping his eyes on the coffee swirling around, he wants to throw up.

"Dear.. there's two letters assigned to you." Mrs. Bang says, Jeongin looks at the neatly folded paper she held, his name written at the front. He accepts it, the shock is still fresh on him. "I hope you know this isn't your fault.."

"I got two." Jeongin's voice was small, he felt miserable. "That's nice." A chuckle escapes Changbin's lips to break the tension. "Your sweater.. that was the present for your 15th birthday, right?" Changbin's tone was awkward and unsure, as if Jeongin was a sandcastle that could collapse any moment.

"Happy Birthday kid! Here you go!" Jeongin smiled so wide his cheek hurt. A baby blue sweater was wrapped around him snugly, he cuddled into the big arms. "Thank you!" He giggled lightly, hugging the blonde male warmly, a low hum rumbles from the male's chest. "I love you lots, okay?" Jeongin nods, a gentle smile rests on his lips. He wants to stay like this. He wants to hear that sentence again and again, just like a broken record player would.

"I've got to go Changbin." Jeongin felt him struggle to breath, he wipes at his eyes. "Wait!" Jeongin shakes his head, leaving the coffee shop as he sobbed out loud.

His hair covers his face as he sat on the bench, he held his crying face in his hands, back shaking from the loud sobs he had emitted.

'I thought I had forgotten it all. I thought I had healed' He thought.

He was too busy trying to catch his breath to notice the brunette standing not too far away.