All or Nothing

Wrecked

"I can't do it!", Jeongin said and flopped on Jisung's bed.
"Of course you can.", Jisung replied.

"No. I'll just stay here and isolate myself forever."
"Didn't you do that before you met Chan hyung?", Felix pointed out.

"Yeah, you're right. I can do it again."

"Uh no. No you're not. You're going to go through with this. No backing out.", Jisung told.

He tossed his clothes onto the younger.
"Wear these."

"What is it?" Jeongin holds up a black see-through tank top that came with a choker, ripped jeans, and a leather jacket.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. He's not wearing that. What the hell is the matter with you?", Felix took the clothes away.

"And why do you even have these?"
"Seungmin has a really overactive imagination.", Jisung winked.

"Ugh, gross.", Jeongin said.
"Ew. No one wants to hear that."
"You asked."

"I shouldn't have. Now pick some actual clothes."
"Wow, Lix. The mother is already coming out."

Felix gave him an expressionless look.

"Just shut up and hurry up."
"Ok, how about this? Do you like it, Jeon?"

"It's ok. Chan said he likes to see me in colors."
"Ok here."

Jisung gave him a sweater with pants and the younger got dressed in the older's bathroom. When he came out the others were in awe.

"You look so fluffy like a stuffed animal.", Jisung said.
"So cute.", Felix poked the younger's cheek.

"Only Chan gets to call me cute.", he said as he pushed the other's hand and walked out the room.

"Now he's too good for us?", spoke Jisung.

~~~~~

Jeongin was meeting Chan at a restaurant. He was first to arrive so he picked the table. A booth near the back.

"Would you like some complementary wine, sir?", asked the waiter.
"Um..sure."

The waiter place the bottle in a bucket of ice before he bowed and left. The younger checked himself on his camera making sure he looked good.

A few minutes passed by and he checked the time. He waited. More minutes came and passed. Still waiting.

After calls and texts with no response he had finished the wine.

"Ex..cuse me. I can get another..bottle."
"Yes, sir."

When the waiter came back, instead of him pouring it in a glass Jeongin took the bottle and drank from it.

Minutes turns to hours. And Chan was no where to be found.

"F-fucking hell.", he curses to himself.

The alcohol mixes with his medication badly, so he was out of it. He called Felix.

"Hello?", Felix answered.
"H-hey 'hiccup' Fel-lixxx!"
"Jeongin? Are you drunk?"

"Whaaaat? No w-way 'hiccup'"
"Where's Chan hyung?"
"O-oh him. Asshole didn't s-show 'hiccup' up."

"What?!"
"F-fucking bitchh."
"Ok, I'm coming. Where are you?"

"In 'hiccup' a-a building. Haha!"
"Jeon, this is why you shouldn't drink. Put on your location."

"I FUCKING GOT STOOD UP!!", Jeongin screamed out.
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave.", an employer said.

"'Hiccup' FINE! A-asshole!", he flipped him off as he stumbles outside.

"Jeon?"
"Who dis?"
"It's Felix."

"Oh 'hiccup' Felix. Yeah, I'm..fuck where am I?"
"Jeon, is your location on?"

"Uh..yeah..it is 'hiccup'"
"I'm on my way. Hold tight.", he hangs up.

Jeongin finds a spot to sit on the ground against the wall. He hugged his legs and began crying as rain pours.

Later, a car pulls up and the three came running to him then Felix holds an umbrella over the younger.

"Jeongin?", Seungmin shook him gently. The younger raises his head.
"H-he n-never came.", he sobs out.

"Come on. Let's go home."
They helped they younger up and into the car.

After Jeongin got washed up, he went straight to his bed and cries to himself.

The others were in the living room. Seungmin and Felix were sitting on the couch as Jisung paces the floor.

"Ugh, I swear I'm going to fucking murder that man! I don't care what he's excuse is!", Jisung said.

"Ji, calm down.", Seungmin told.
"Calm down?! Our best friend just got his heart broken and in his room shedding tears!"

"I know, I'm frustrated too. But yelling and losing your cool isn't going to help him."

"Seung's right. Let's just be there for Jeongin. He needs us.", Felix added.

~~~~~

One week later.
Jeongin was in his room sitting at his desk about to write in his journal. But he couldn't.

He puts his head down and cries for a moment. He faces his head sideways on his desk and looked at his medicine.

He picked it up.
"I don't n-need you.", he said softly and threw them across the room.

There's was a knock at his door.

"Jeon? I brought you something to eat.", Felix said.
"I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat something."

"I was gonna tell him, you know? I guess it was too good to be true."
"Im sorry, Jeon."

"There's no need.' That's what he would say whenever I apologized. I write everything in this journal even my days with him. For memories. But now...there's no purpose."

He tossed the journal on the floor.
"It h-hurts.", he turns to the older.

"Why does it hurt, Felix?"
Felix went by his side and hugged him.

"It's ok. I know it won't feel like it now, but it will get better."
"I d-don't want to feel anything."

The next day was no different. Jeongin stayed in his room isolated from everyone. The three would takes turns to comfort the younger every once in a while.

"Jeongin, when are you going to come out?", asked Seungmin.

"Never. You all should just stop trying to help. I don't need it. I feel no pain anymore. All that has left."

"You can't just stay here and rot."
"Why not?" I have nothing."

"You have your friends. And before, that was all you needed. You have to try."

Jeongin went silent.
"Sigh, you're friends still love you. Please don't lose them too."

Seungmin left the younger's room.
"I miss you..Channie.", he cried softly.

"Please come back."

Later that night, as everyone else was asleep, Jeongin leaves his room for the first time since this whole thing started.

He enters the kitchen to get some water when he hears a knock at the door.

He goes to the door and opens it. His eyes widen when he sees a figure standing in front of him.

"C-Chan?"