Decision

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For sake of repetition this picks up where Seonghwa is in the bathroom.

Seonghwa had been in the bathroom, his arm entirely numb and bleeding. He had stopped crying and the blade he had in his hand had fallen by now. He was frozen and for the first time in this depressive episode of his, he was terrified. Not terrified of bleeding out. Terrified because someone caught him. Hongjoong had came in and saw him starting to clean his wounds. Neither had spoken. They just stood there. Hongjoong was the one to move first. Seonghwa was convinced he was going to leave or at least call him names for this. Instead the boy turned on cold water and put Seonghwa arm under.

"Don't, uh, don't put it directly under. L-let the water just, just let it run over." Hongjoong was shaking, that was a fact. Seonghwa could see his hands shaking badly and the panic that was in his eyes as he licked up the blade and set it on the counter, grabbing paper towels. He turned off the water after folding and damping the paper towels before putting them to Seonghwa's cut.

Seonghwa of course didn't think the cut was too bad. The blood didn't drip off his wrist as much as others, but even he knew it was going to take a few weeks to become a puffed scar. He just watched as Hongjoong wrapped the ace bandages around his arm, keeping the paper towel in place. He was careful not to hurt Seonghwa, careful not to make the wound open or rip and more. He looked at the razor and Seonghwa snatched it before Hongjoong could do anything else, "Please don't tell." Hongjoong looked to the barely older male. Seonghwa had started crying and his hands just shook as he hugged himself, looking to the other with pleading eyes.

"This isn't my business. I'm not in the place to share this." Hongjoong watched as the boy panicked and carefully pulled him into a hug, "I don't know why you do this, but whatever the reason, it'll be ok. Things will work out and there'll be a time where you don't need to do this. It'll take a while, but you'll get there. Just one day at a time. If you can get through one day, you can get through another. And if you can't I'll try to help and motivate you." Seonghwa couldn't pinpoint when but he had started sobbing into Hongjoongs shoulder. He was broken and he could actually feel it. The words meant so much to him and the hug felt genuine. Seonghwa hugged back and Hongjoong didn't bother pulling away. He just let Seonghwa hug him for however long he needed, let him cry without words.

From there on, each day that passed, Hongjoong had not only smiled and waved, but checked upon him. Asked how he was, reminded him that everything will be ok, and even gave Seonghwa his number to text if he just needed someone.

Seonghwa was sat on his bed, he was crying hard and shaking as he hugged his own knees to his chest. He'd thought about cutting, he really did. But that was before he texted Hongjoong. For once he actually asked for comfort instead of finding it in a small piece of metal. Hongjoong, sticking to his words, helped him. Brought up different topics to clear Seonghwa's mind and in the end; made Seonghwa feel less lonely. He made him feel better and more important, like he was actually needed.

A few months had passed. Seonghwa was no longer in that depressive episode of course, but he still cut. Not as bad and honestly they only left scars that were barely visible.

The boy had ran into the school upon seeing Hongjoong and hugged him from behind, the impact causing the other to stumble forward only to smile and interlock his fingers with Seonghwa's, "Baby come over after school."

"Baby come over after school." Wooyoung mocked the oldest to which Hongjoong glared and Seonghwa stuck out his tongue. The younger chuckled.

"Don't say shit Wooyoung, San's practically at your house 24/7." San, who had been latched to Wooyoung's arm, giggled and nodded, "See, even he knows you're a bigger simp than me." Seonghwa smiled, "And of course I'll come over Hwa." Hongjoong looked back to place a quick kiss on Seonghwa's lips before finishing at his locker.