seungmin's pov
as i got out of the car, minho walked out of the house, bumping me with his shoulder, he continued to ignore me and get into his car.
i stared at him with confusion as he drove off, and i walked into the house.
"sung?" i called out, closing the front door and then heading up the stairs.
i saw jisung sitting in front of the bed, crying into his hands. "jisung, oh my god." i said quickly, sitting beside him and pulling him into a hug.
he sobbed into my shoulder, i felt my shirt getting wet from his tears. my heart stung seeing him like this.
"i fucking hate it." jisung's muffled voice said.
i do too.
he pulled away from me and leaned against the bed, "it's my fault." he mumbled.
"don't blame yourself, sung." i whispered, staring at him with pity.
he glanced at me and chuckled sadly, "don't look at me like that." he said.
"look at you like what?" i questioned.
"i don't know, you have this look on your face.." jisung said. "what is it?" he asked, looking back at me.
"i'll never tell you that." i whispered, a small smile on my face.
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MY PHONES GONNA D!E BUT HERES ANOTHER UPDATE! <3
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔
Fanfic"are we worth fighting for?" in which jisung doesn't mind getting his heart broken if it's the one he truly loves. [ L.MH X H.JS ] - turkish translation by @Atlassz
