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A feeling of discomfort settles inside my chest. My hands itching for something but I'm not sure for what. I had to grit my teeth to keep myself still.

Looking at Beomgyu made me feel even more jittery. I looked down at my hands and began picking at my skin- a nasty habit I picked up back in middle school.

Huening Kais pretty hands land over mine to stop me. I looked up at him and he smiled at me to tell me I was okay. It didn't make me feel better but it made me more aware.

Beomgyu whispers something inside Yeonjuns ear. I could see how much it affected him, he stuttered and blinks nervously. Beomgyu smiles at him and looks at me. Red lighting enhanced his features- thick lashes and full lips. Without warning when I stand up.

I don't tell anyone where I'm going I just leave. Somehow I maneuver my way through the crowed of bodies, the floor spinning and walls moving. I end up inside a bathroom washing my face with cold water. In the mirror I can see my pupils dilated and I'm paler than usual. I'm convinced he's the reason I'm like this. Pale and shaky.

Him. Beomgyu. The fucking silver haired boy that keeps popping into my life.

I must have jinxed myself because I forgot to lock the door and Beomgyu bursts in. He shuts the door and leans his body against it, he looks like he's going to have a mental breakdown but when he sees me his eyes light up and straightens up.

"Fouunnnd youuu" he sang drunkenly.

"I was never lost" I lean against the sink, drying my hands on my pants.

"Sure you weren't" he says sarcastically before clamping a hand over his mouth and stumble to the toilet. His head was in the toilet and the sounds he was making sounded like he was actually puking up his insides. Choking, gasping, crying, all at once. His hands gripped the sides of the toilet so tight that his knuckles were turning white. He pulls back and lays down against the tile floor, staring up at the blue neon lights.

"Beomgyu? Are you okay?" He doesn't answer me. He looks at me but then looks away. This pisses me off.

"You're just going to ignore me?"

"What the fuck do you care anyways" my fists clench and I feel so pissed that I have TI refrain from smashing the mirror.

"You're right, I don't fucking care" I'm almost out the door when-for whatever reason- I look back.

Beomgyu is no longer on the ground, he's leaning out an open window.

"FUCK YOU! I'LL FUCK YOU UP I SWEAR I WILL"

"What are you doing?" I walk over to him and the window to see who he was threatening.

He was yelling at a fucking cat.

"You're drunk, stop"

"I'm gonna go fight him"

"No you're not" He turns his face up at me, I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Let's backtrack to when I asked for your permission- OH RIGHT I DIDNT!" He continues climbing through the window into the alley.

"Fine whatever, fuck you! Hope you freeze!" Hes already out the window now. I turn around and start leaving the restroom but I stop, and I can't move forward.

Maybe I didn't want to go forward, perhaps I wanted to go back, I don't know, I never understand anything when it comes to him but all I know Is I don't want him out there without a jacket. It's pissing me off that I'm caring this much but it will piss me off even more if I don't know if he's okay, so I do what any idiot would do, and I climb out the window, following after him.

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