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Jeongin sat on his small bed, pulling his knees up to his chin and wrapping his arms around his legs. He still had a small smile on his face, and the only visual clue that he had been crying was his puffy eyes and splotchy face.

He laid down and pulled the covers above his head. Jeongin jumped when he heard the door slam open, Jisung's giggles following afterward. He heard the box spring squeak in protest as Jisung leaped onto his bed, burying himself in his own blankets.

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