𝟐𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 | 𝒉𝒋𝒔 𝐱 𝒍𝒎𝒉

7

"i can't believe he did that, i'm so sorry sung." felix said through the phone. "i mean i had heard somethings about what kind of person he is, going around breaking hearts but still." jisung exhaled quietly as he said goodbye to his newest best friend. and probably only friend.

he was sitting on the toilet, his hands in his hair, trying to wash away the wave of embarrassment he felt. it wasn't easy though, it never was easy.

when he finally got up and took a look at himself in the mirror -hair messy, cheeks wet with tears and a fucking runny nose,
for god's sake, he thought. you can't even cry prettily, han jisung.

on the other side of the flat though, was another boy, helplessly looking at his phone, trying to distract himself from feeling the guilt of hurting his roommate. i didn't intend to make him cry. i just...

i just what? he couldn't bring the end of his sentence. fuck, he felt guilty. he was guilty.

he looked at the little kitten curled up in a ball right on jisung's bed. "it's all because of you, you know that right?" he smiled.

"who am i kidding?" his smile disappeared. "it's all my fault."

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