eighteen

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chanyeol smiles sadly to himself, fishing out the booze from his closet and indulging himself in it, heart still beating heavily due to his recent escape.

ragged breaths and curse words leave his lips as his intoxicated state begins to stumble, his phone seeming quite tempting.

he caves and dials the number that he has pressed in so many times and hovered his finger over the 'call' button, now finally clicking it.

"kyungsoo?" he slurs, hearing the other boy's breath hitch, "can i come over, please?"

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