RUN | HYUNSUNG ✔️

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''hyunjin,'' jisung said softly, the older sitting on his own bed. ''do you want to talk about it?''

''you fucked me,'' he replied, shrugging it off so he wouldn't panic. ''we had sex, it was nice. thank you for taking care of me.''

''i-'' the younger stammered. ''you were really nice to take care of, it was no trouble.''

silence fell over them, the air awkward and hyunjin most rather hiding away from the world, blocking jisung out of his life.

jisung's breath wavered for a moment. ''do you still hate me that much?''

hyunjin looked up in surprise, watching the tears in jisung's eyes and the way he seemed to tremble.

and then the guilt finally soaked him, washed over him and riddled his senses with how bad he had been to jisung.

the older couldn't stop himself from moving to his bed, wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug and feeling so deeply sorry about everything.

''god, jisung,'' he cursed, at himself. ''i'm so sorry.''

he could blame it on the world as much as he liked, he could keep shoving his behaviour off to hongjoong.

but it was him in the end. him who decided to keep being mean no matter how hard the other tried and him who chose to constantly let jisung in and out of his life.

''you're not,'' jisung sobbed. ''i try so fucking hard to make you like me even a little and you just don't want to. it makes me so sad that i like you so much.''

jisung squirmed out of his hold, getting off of the bed and leaving hyunjin's arms empty.

''i'm going out for a bit,'' he mumbled, wiping away his tears angrily. ''i don't know when i'll be back, i might stay with a friend.''

''okay,'' hyunjin replied, not knowing what to say when he wanted to say so many things at once. ''i'll see you tomorrow.''

the younger couldn't stop himself from reaching out and tangling his hand in his hair for what he assumed to be the last time.

''maybe write down your feelings, okay?'' he still helped out, even if it wasn't fair. ''it will help sort out your thoughts.''

and then he left, hyunjin knowing that he missed the soft kiss on his forehead.

he slipped that night, curling up on jisung's bed with his stomach begging for food and his body shivering from the cold.

surely, he'd written an entire essay on his feelings for jisung, by hand.

it was laid on jisung's pillow, hoping that he'd read it soon because he wanted to explain himself so bad.

letting out a soft whimper, he took his phone and fumbled through his contacts.

''ch-channie,'' he whimpered as soon as he picked up, shivering so wildly it was heard in his voice. ''help, p-please.''

''what's wrong, pup?'' chan worried, sitting up straight where he had been watching a movie lazily, cuddled back into woojin. ''are you in danger?''

''m so sad,'' hyunjin sobbed into the connection. ''made sungie hate me, hate myself so m-much.''

''hey, hey, little one,'' the older shushed, the sound of him putting on his shoes vaguely heard if he listened better. ''i'm coming over, yeah? i'm gonna bring woojin with me, we're gonna make you forget about all the bad things.''

the younger just hiccuped out more crying. ''please hurry,'' he requested. ''i-i don't wanna hurt myself.''

''i'm not gonna let you do that, sweets,'' he denied, woojin gotten up as soon as he heard the panic. ''we'll be there soon enough.''

when they arrived, he was holding his legs tight to his chest, crying uselessly and staring into dead space.

''come on, pup,'' chan cooed, helping him uncurl from his position. ''sungie loves you a lot, he really does. what happened?''

''pup 's always too difficult,'' hyunjin whispered. ''confused him too much 'n now he left for a bit, miss him. wrote a thing.''

the oldest sat next to him, the circumstances awkward but still pulling hyunjin into his side when the boy sat up.

''let me read it?'' chan asked, eyeing the envelope. ''we might understand you better.''

hyunjin nodded and chan read it out loud for them to hear, reciting every word that embarrassed hyunjin to the core and reading through his messy handwriting.

''i understand,'' his best friend smiled, crouching down in front of him. ''you're all confused, poor baby. it must be a lot.''

''yeah,'' hyunjin breathed. ''s too much, don' know what 'm doing.''

''but it isn't easy, hm?'' chan cooed. ''you convinced yourself to hate him for so long, it must be weird for you to change your mind.''

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okay uhm can y'all just kiss kiss fall in love already ???