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my name is star | any pronouns! | 22 yrs old

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felix should have known this would happen.

it's not your fault.

he had no real reason to be angry with you.

you said no promises.

and he told you that's fine.

but he still feels like he breaking a promise every time.

even when he's with someone else he feels guilty when he's not with you.

he's jealous.

how you can play with no strings attached.

and stick to your word.

you told him.

but he was still hurting.

and he was angry with himself for letting it go on as long as it did.

of course he would develop feelings.

even though you didn't.

he wishes you would say something.

hyunjin's heart feels heavy as he scrolls through old messages between you and him.

your first messages being the awkward kind of getting to know one another questions.

the first time he texted you and called you baby.

goodmorning texts between the both of you.

wishing good days to one another when you knew he was stressed or he knew you were as well.

pictures of your daily lives..

texts expressing how much you both missed one another when you were apart...

he wishes you could go back to that.

when you both loved one another endlessly and unconditionally.

when his heart skipped a beat at every time he got a new text from you.

when he wasn't missing your voice.

when he wasn't missing your hand intertwined with his.

when your absence beside him wasn't deafening.

when his heart didn't feel like it was breaking into a million tiny little pieces.

he almost texts you.

he almost tells you he misses you.

how your absence in his life has suddenly created a void that he didn't know was ever there in the first place.

but he resists.

he needs to let you go.

let you live your life as he learns to live his without you.

there's no way you're feeling the same way about him anyway.

your heart clenches and you feel like all the air has been knocked out of your lungs when you look in jeongin's eyes.

for the first time in your life, the grays and blacks that have seen your entire life have been turned to color.

you stare at the man before you, both of you in bewilderment of the colors that now filled your world.

you've just met the person that the universe had promised you, made for you.

you're sat in class, various other students just like you, sleep deprived and preparing for the day ahead. you feel a presence beside you and look over to see your best friend jisung has taken his seat beside you.

he looks like a ghost, a dead look in his eyes as he sets an empty cup down in front of himself. he pulls two different energy drinks out of his bag and proceeds to open them, pouring them both in said cup.

you watch in horror as he downs the whole cup.

chan smiles as he watches you walk in, wearing one of his baggy shirts. he wastes no time in grabbing your hand in his, pulling you down and onto his bed with him. enveloping you in his big arms, you giggle.

you look at his arms, covered in tons of beautiful tattoos, leaving no skin untouched. you find your eyes trailing to one tattoo in specific though.

your name.

your name in an arrowed heart.

you reach a hand up to trace a finger over the tattoo and chan smiles.

the stuffed toy cat you had won him on your first date.

hair ties scattered throughout his room.

letters you had left him.

all of it reminding him of the night he broke up with you. while tears streamed down your face, he had walked away.

now here he is sitting on his bed, with the ghost of your first date, feeling selfishly lonely.

it kills him when he remembers the words he had said to you at the end.

he's the one who hurt you.

he's the one who broke up with you.