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“After all, we are just friends, aren’t we?”
One thrown-out phrase is a death sentence that sucked all the air out of the room. The silence feels lifeless. He wants to scream, but his lips won’t move. His throat is dry, and somewhere deep down, maybe there’s a pile of ash that used to be his heart.
Friends?
As if that’s something they can go back to after everything.
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All because Seokjin knows that this guy is a total mistake.
Something very much painful, bitter and dooming. Something that will make his life very, very hard, going over him like a high-speed train and then reversing just to go back once again to make sure he has demolished him fully.
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“You make it sound so easy.” He smiles bitterly and shakes his head, still not looking at the guy sitting opposite. “Friends first, then fucked, forgot about it, and just being friends again.” Inside, with every word, a new hole grows, stealing all the air with it. “So simple and without complications.” He smiles again, feeling the pain tightening around him stronger every second. “I envy your logic.” He sighs quietly but still shifts his broken gaze onto the brunette. “But that’s not for me.” He doesn’t even try to hide his brokenness. “Find someone else who shares your worldview. It obviously hasn’t been a problem for you during the past months.” He sounds tired and defeated, as if he’s finally given up, offering himself to the sword and accepting his fate. The brunette pushes his chair back and stands, grabbing his bag and fishing some money out of his pocket to toss the crumpled bills on the wooden table. “Or, maybe, shares your bed too.”