december 4th 2016, 9:18 pm. seoul.






 

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calling sooin...






 

"what the hell, jongin?"
 

"are you avoiding talking
to me?"
 

"what gave you that idea?"
 

"just answer the question."
 

"no."
 

"liar."
 

"i'm not. i've been busy."
 

"that's been your excuse 
for almost two months."
 

"it's not a lie."
 

"you don't talk to me
like you used to."

"i miss you."
 

"sorry."
 

"that's it?"

"'sorry?'"
 

"i don't want to talk 
about this right now."

"you could have just
texted me, i'm out 
with minseok-hyung."

"you know, it's not like
i care if you have to 
talk to jongin, soo. i'm
not stopping you."

"hush."
 

"can you just... find a
private place then?"
 

"what? no." 
 

"why not?"
 

"because..."

"..."
 

"whatever."

"i don't care."






 

call ended 09:35 pm.






 

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december 23rd 2016, 7:47 pm. seoul.





 

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"have you been talking to your friend in spain?"

 

jongin tries his best to ignore the question. 

 

a sigh. "look, i get you're still angry with me, but can you at least acknowledge-"

 

"just stop asking, sehun." he sets his phone next to the speakers, and hits play, the music resonating throughout the room. he rushes to the center of the dance room and falls into his beginning pose. as he begins to move his body, he sees sehun in the corner of his eye, with his arms folded across his chest.

 

"i'm trying to make up for lost time," he yells. "i was an and i'm sorry." 

 

jongin's body burns. he dances harder, putting his all into it. his spins are perfect and his movem