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beomgyu knocked on yeonjun's bedroom door five minutes later, holding food and drinks. he was let inside, only the room to be locked again.

"eat up hyung," beomgyu said. yeonjun took a sip of the cola and his throat burnt.
"ah," yeonjun said in the pain.
"drink water," beomgyu offered but yeonjun shook his head.
"you've been crying a lot," beomgyu noted, looking around the room, covered in tissue. "i think your walls should be tissue paper."
"shut up beomgyu," yeonjun joked, laughing.
"hyung, you're funny sometimes," beomgyu teased.

yeonjun managed to stand up and all his joints were aching. he took a shower for the pain to lessen. the shower felt good.

yeonjun looked at his phone for the first time that week. he had many missed class from beomgyu and his classmates.
"im fine. don't worry," was what yeonjun replied to his classmates.

was he really going to be okay? he thought. would he move on?the poor boy started crying not because of pain but apology.

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