Content warning! panic attack

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Wooyoung just stares at his retreating form with a blank expression then reaches for the bottle of beer and pours more in his cup.

After Hongjoong had stormed out of the building he rushes to Seonghwa's car, his heart thumping hard in his chest for fear of what he'd find. He spots the rear of the jet black BMW parked down the street and he picks up in a sprint, begging, no praying, that Wooyoung was wrong.

He practically trips on his feet as he halts to a stop by the passenger's door. He feels waves of relief wash over him upon seeing that the car was empty. He presses his back against the car and sunk to the ground. Then he runs his hand through his red hair which at this point had faded into a rosy pink.

He suddenly felt like crap for actually believing Seonghwa would do that to him. But could you blame him? He didn't want to admit it but he honestly still couldn't trust him 100%. There was still traces of doubt that lingered in the back of his mind. Whether he wanted to acknowledge it or not, it was there.

But it was too late to do anything about it now anyways. He was in too deep.

The sound of his text notification startles him. He blinks repeatedly, remembering that he was outside and seated on the hard concrete floor of the street Seonghwa's car was parked along.

He takes out his phone and saw that it was a text from Wooyoung. Upon seeing the name tag anger bubbles up in him. He wanted to ignore the text and block his number once and for all but he couldn't help but open up the message. Curiosity getting the best of him.

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Wooyoung

Wooyoung
Listen
I know you don't wanna hear it but it's for your own good
You need to stay away from Seonghwa
He's no good for you

Hongjoong
Can you just stfu already
Stop butting in MY business

Wooyoung
See for yourself

(double censored for yours and my own sanity idk 😵‍💫🙏🏾 but it's his nudes)

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As Hongjoong made his way through the screenshots he felt his vision slowly blur with tears and when he reaches the photo of the nude he definitely remembered sending Seonghwa only that's when turns his phone around on his thigh, a sharp breath squeezing past his throat. And the tears fell.

His heart hammered painfully in his chest as he sat there on the cold concrete, eyes widened and fixated on a tall tree. His mind began thinking of multiple different explainations. This is fake, it has it to be. He made the texts up because he's a liar. Wooyoung is a liar.

But.. the photo. Seonghwa had to have sent it to him. How else would he have gotten it? But Seonghwa wouldn't.. he wouldn't.. And all those humiliating things he said...

All these thoughts came flooding in and bounced around his head causing a mild headache as a result. He pulls his knees up to his chest and held his head in his hands as more tears fell. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he thought of how Seonghwa replied with "not yet" when Wooyoung asked if he'd ghost him.

He felt hot despite the slight breeze that night. His eyes were so flooded with tears he couldn't even make anything out. His hands shook as he gripped his hair so hard he was sure if he didn't let go he'd rip some strands out. He felt sick to his stomach. That's when he realized he was having a panic attack.

Stupid.. stupid. What, did you think he actually liked you? All he wanted was a couple fucks. Now here you are all alone. Again. And this time you have no one to blame but yourself. You saw the signs didn't you? But you ignored them. Look where that got you.

Hongjoong wasn't sure how long he stayed in that state of complete distress and heartbreak but next thing he knew there was a lady standing right in front of him flicking some cold water on his face. His vision cleared and his breathing slowly evened out.

That's when he takes note of the stranger who looked at him with eyebrows scrunched in concern. Her dog seated on its hind legs right beside her. A dog leash connected to it's collar and the other end held loosely in the lady's hand.

"Are you alright?" She speaks so calmly. Hongjoong nods a little, vision still slightly blurry from his hot tears.

"You seemed pretty freaked out. Are you sure? Do you want me to call your parents?" She already begins digging through her sweater pocket for her cell phone, placing the blue portable dog water bowl she held on the ground.

"I-I'm ok. Thank you" He quickly forces out, his voice a little raspy.

The lady looks at him with an uncertain look in her eye. "Do you live nearby? I can walk you home"

"I don't live nearby. But I have a ride home"

She nods and flashes a half smile, spills out the rest of the water in the collapsible dog bowl before standing up. Her golden retriever rises as well. "Ok, take care then" She continues on her way down the street.

Hongjoong stayed still for a few long seconds even after she leaves. He could still hear the faint thumping of music from the party down the block. Finally he sucks in a breath and pushed himself off the ground.

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