Coffee flavour // johnten

Bristly heart

how do you learn how to forget?
he can't get it himself, the sky seems to represent the silence and confusion in his brain, how he's supposed to even get better after something like that? the pain seems to become part of his soul, as if the clouds upper him are about to wrap his poor wasted heart, letting him sink in his own tears.
he doesn't bother anyone to to take care of him now, it would be a waste of time trying to get better by someone else's help, he should do it alone, get it together alone, as he always has used to do; but at least, he would let just one single person slide in his life as it becomes numb and worst every moment that time passes by.
is it worth it to make him uncomfortable by telling him what happened? he wondered so much about it that he suddenly made a fuss of it and ended up more and more confused about what to do, happening to watch the bright screen with a blank mind.

tyongie 💕
bro u okay? i feel like u'r in sort kind of pain, like, connection u know

a sigh let his mouth as he read that message, he know he can count on him, more than everyone, and even if he ends up being confused if tell him or not, he always know that the other would instantly know how he feels.
a more sad sigh let his mouth, before answering his best friend.

tennie 🌸
he kind of broke up with me after sending me photos with his new buddy, told me i'm a shitty person and a shitty boyfriend, a psycho one, and assuming that i do suck at sex, well, kind of a worst day ever.

tyongie 💕
can i fucking punch him in his crotch?

a slight laugh came genuinely after seeing what the older one said, he just can't help but being so relaxed when talking to him, even if the mood is really the worst, the other one would make him feel better with just being himself, no one is like him.

tyongie 💕
okay, no punches, but i can come over with jae, bring blankets, nutella, hot dogs and doritos, do you join?

tennie 🌸
ilysm

tyongie 💕
i take it as a yes

get up from the bed never felt so hard, his whole body is a mess, his muscles seem paralyzed by all the standing in the same spot in the exactly same position for lore than four hours, crying his lungs out to that horrible persone who just broke his heart.
the mirror in the bathroom reflects someone who isn't the same little boy with a large pure smile who he always is, his eyes are red and puffed, his lips are chapped by the cry and his dark circles seem to get bigger any more minutes that he passes staring at them.
he was his face in silence, brush his teeth and end up wearing a gym-suit four sizes larger than it should be, he doesn't care at all to appear fragile in front of his best friends, he just can't get over the thought that if they don't completely know how he feels, they wouldn't struggle themselves so hard for him and what they're doing it's already enough, or at least it's what he want to believe.

the pain in his chest seems to grow a little more any hour that passes, as if he can get to understand how he's life is going to change in every single part, how he wouldn't be able - not anymore - to hang out with his beloved one and his friends, how his days will turn out to be one as another, how he can't have now someone to talk about everything without feeling like some kind of a bother to the other.
another sigh let his lips, before hearing the doorbell, his house resembles him so well, it's little, cute and well cleaned and furnished, he chose every single spot on his own, for him, for them, to be together, but now, even tho it's a little house, it seems so empty that he can't even breath.

he opens the door silently, as his best friend comes in and hug him till suffocating, but he doesn't mind that, taeyong always makes him feel better, as jaehyun that just leave some caresses on his head trough his hair just to let the bags full of food on the couch.