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"Channie? Are you alright? What happened?" Jeongin placed a fragile hand atop Chan's shoulder. Chan shrugged his hand off as he nodded.

"Okay..." Jeongin whispered. He pulled his hand back to sit between his legs, in hope to keep it warm. The others at the table noticed Chan's attempt to hold back his hostility, and they instantly grew worried. Changbin, who was sat next to Jeongin, smiled sadly at him and wrapped his arms around Jeongn's scarily thin frame. Jeongin let out a sigh as he leaned further into Changbin's warmth.

Chan looked over to apologize to Jeongin, but when he saw Changbin embracing him, all he could do was clench his fists and stand up. He pushed Jeongin's food towards him and walked through the doors. Woojin looked at Felix, Seungmin, and Jisung, who were sat beside him, and they all stood and went after him. Changbin only tightened his embrace around Jeongin, who was trying to stand up to follow Chan as well.

"Just eat, so you can get better. They will talk with him." Jeongin nodded, and grabbed his fork with a shaky, boney hand and began to feed himself. Hyunjin and Minho smiled at him, before going back to conversation. Their smiles only encouraged Jeongin more, but he knew not to eat too fast, since that would only make things worse.

Meanwhile, Woojin and the gang had caught up with Chan, who was facing the cushioned wall that was outside his old room when he was here. He was throwing punches at it, the force of which had made his hands bleed, even with the cushion on the wall. Tears were streaming down his pale cheeks, and his lips were pulled back into a grimace.

"Chan?" Woojin started, walking up to CHan and placing his arm on his shoulder. Chan growled and turned around, punching Woojin in the side. Woojin grunted, but did not fall over. Instead he stood tall, raising his voice as he began to lecture Chan.

"What the fuck was that back there? Do you know how much Jeongin needs you? Can you not get that through your thick skull?! Yeah, he'll be fine without you, he has the rest of us, who can handle shit and not leave him whenever he needs us most. He's going through recovery from something that you are partially responsible for, and you can't even be there to help him through it?!" Woojin's face was red, and veins were visible on his neck.

Seungmin, Felix, and Jisung were stood further from them, their mouths wide open as they stood still. In their several years of being here with Woojin, they had never heard him blow up like that, and if they had to be honest, they were a little scared of what Woojin had become.  

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god i didn't realize it had been so long since i updated,,,,, i'm sorry !!

i'm already working on the next part, and i'm deciding if i should publish something new soon, even though i can barely update what i already have. 

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