One more... || Chanlix [Stray Kids]

Sorry for being myself...

Soojin
Minho please open you door, we want to help you...

Minho read again the message, he was sitting on the other side of the door. He wanted to open it and let his dear friends in, but at the same time he felt so horrible, so guilty, so annoyed because of his actions and his feelings.

After one more minute contemplating what should he do, he didn't even got up from the floor to open, he didn't have the energy to. He had been ten minutes crying on his front door because of the anxiety.

His hand reached to the knob of the door and turned it till the door open, the weight of his own body making it faster, somehow his door opened to outside instead of inside the house. He fell to the ground and looked up with a death exoresion to see his three friends staring at him worried, there he broke apart again and placed his hand over his face, starting to cry all over again.

Soojin fastly bent down and pulled Minho into a hug. The boy could only hug her back and cry out. His head hurt, his throat was clogged and his body could barely put some strength into the embrace.

Seonghwa and Hongjoong entered the house and closed the door, sitting besides Minho in the floor too.

– I-I ca-can't s-s-stop ha-ha-hating my my-m-myself – He tried to speak, to explain his pain. How he hated himself so poorly because of who he liked. Because his stupid family made him hate himself to the point were he believed it. His eyes burnt like hell and his g face was all wet.

– It-It feels so s-s-scary... Wh-whe-when I li-li-like someo-o-one – He sniffed as Seonghwa made circles on his back and Hongjoong cleaned his face from time to time.

– I-I I don't li-like fe-fe-feeling like th-this... - He cried out, his voice was broken, like how was his heart.
–I-I'm going to th-throw u-up—–.

Seonghwa got up and carried the boy to the bathroom, the other two following behind in the small house.

Like the boy said, he threw up just on time when Hongjoong opened the lid of the toilet. He got to his knees and with a hand on his stomach and other one on the toilet. Seonghwa still holding his waist careful if he fell.
He caughed when he finished and Soojin helped him clean at the sink. He whipped his tears away and sat at the toilet once he pulled down the lid.

Seonghwa sat at the bathtub edge, Soojin layed at the sink and Hongjoong at the wall right besides to the door with his arms crossed, all three looked at Minho. He was exhausted and pretty waisted.

- Do you feel better Minho? - The shortest boy asked once they all calmed down a bit. Minho just nooded, not having enough confidence to look up at them.

- I'm sorry for what your dad did to you - Soojin said still worried for the boy.

He shook is haid - The-There's no need to... It stopped a while ago, there's no-nothing we can do about it now - He stuttered with toilet paper on his hands to blow his nose from time to time.

- But still, even when they are not here anymore... They left you with a big scar, and I cannot forgive myself for not noticing how much you were hurting... - Seonghwa spoke carresing his shoulder.

- It's okay... -

- No, we want to help you Minho. How can we? Do you feel bad about Seonghwa and I? Should we not show that much around you? - Hongjoong asked.

- No! no, no, no... I love you guys, please do whatever you want. This is my problem and your affection towards each other doesn't bother me. - He finally looked up to see a smile on his friends. He felt safe, he felt company after all this dark and time alone.
He usually locked himself up after panic attacks, and didn't check his phone for days straight, it made him feel even worst.