YOU GOT ME | h.hj + k.sm

7. e

as each day passes, hyunjin gets increasingly nervous.

it got so bad that seungmin couldn't think it was just a passing thing his friend was going through.

it's obvious in his movements, his pacing, his downcast eyes.

the sadness in hyunjin's eyes is something seungmin never wants to see again.

"hwang, tell me what's got you so worked up. you're clearly not okay."

seungmin grabs hyunjin's wrist after class one day and forces him to keep still.

"...i'm fine. don't worry, you act like my mom."

hyunjin chuckled lightly, trying to change the topic.

"look into my eyes hyunjin, and say that you're completely fine and you aren't having problems that clearly fuck you up. do it, and i'll believe you."

hyunjin shakes off seungmin's grip on his wrist.

"you won't understand. you'd hate me."

he whispered so softly seungmin almost missed it.

"what don't i get? there's something i don't know, isn't there?"

seungmin crosses his arms and bores holes into hyunjin's.

"stop. leave this alone, please. i don't want to fight with you."

"..."

seungmin hesitates but lets go and steps back, head bowed.

"whenever you're comfortable, my house door will be open."

he mutters.

as hyunjin watches his unrequited love walk away from him through a clouded vision, he lets out a quiet sob.