Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
[a/n: little warning on this chapter, there's some homophobic language used by some of the characters. this in no way portrays how I think of the LGBTQ+ community, I'm fully supportive and love them to pieces. 💞 it's all just for the story line, purely fictional.]
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Jackson ran down the hallways, as Jinyoung sat in silence in the dorm room. He painted heavily as he made it to the room where the party was being held, going straight to the new quarterback and tapping him.
"Yah, Jackson! What's up? Why weren't you here earlier? Fucking rad party," he says, practically yelling over the loud music. Jackson stands on his tip toes, whispering his newfound information into the man's ear.
"No way, really? Oh hell," he says, scoffing. He walks over to a few other people, telling them this information too. And they told their friends, who told their friends, and so on. Eventually everyone at the party knew, and eyes were on Mark.
"Guys?" Mark says, still having a happy smile on his face. "Why'd everyone stop?"
"You should know, gay boy," the quarterback says, shoving Mark and making everyone laugh. "You know we don't tolerate having any fruits on our team. Turn your jersey in before tomorrow afternoon. We're out of here," he says, laughing and walking out. Everyone else follows, erupting with laughter as well. Jackson ran back to his dorm, grinning at Jinyoung.
"Now everyone knows~ what a queer," he says, laughing and sitting down on the bed. Jinyoung could barely contain his tears, especially when Jackson used such a word.
"I-I'm gonna use the bathroom," Jinyoung says, walking into the bathroom and leaning over the sink. He cried into his hands, trying to be as quiet as possible so that Jackson wouldn't hear him. He turned the water on, splashing it onto his face to try and get a grip on himself.
His world was falling apart at the seams, and he couldn't do anything. He knew that Mark's world just started crumbling down too, and he couldn't stand the fact that he caused all of this. If he would've just forgave Mark in the library, none of this would have happened.
But Jinyoung's stubborn. He just wasn't the type to give in that easily to Mark. But he still felt bad.
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Mark stood in silence in his now trashed dorm, the clock reading midnight. He swore he could feel the room spinning.
He couldn't actually believe what just happened.
He just got outted in front of all of his friends. His reputation bubble just popped.
Tears slid down his face and landed on the carpeted floor, as he stood there. He eventually closed his door, wishing that Jinyoung was there to comfort him. Wishing Jinyoung was there to watch a movie with him and tell him that it would be okay, that he would always stick by his side and be his friend. Looks like that got ruined too.
But then Mark got to thinking.
Jinyoung was the only person who knew he was gay. Jinyoung was the only person he had ever told. He started to get furious.
Jinyoung must've told everyone.
He thought, his fists balling up. He felt so betrayed, so hurt, so... heartbroken. His anger and tears mixed as he cried himself to sleep, not necessarily wanting to wake up the next day.
But he did, he woke up. Still angry, too. He sat up in bed as his alarm clock went off, looking around the room. He saw that some of Jinyoung's drawings were still hung up above his desk, so he went to them. Angrily, he tore them up, ripped them to shreds and left them there. He specifically ripped the drawing of himself the most, absolutely furious.
He got dressed that morning, doing his hair and everything he usually did. He grabbed his backpack, opening his door to walk out to his first class. But before he did, he saw a price of paper taped to his door. It read, 'MARK GAY BOY TUAN' on it, in dark marker. He furiously ripped it off the door, throwing it away.
He walked down the hallway, pulling his hoodie over his head to try and avoid others. He could feel the entire student body's eyes staring at him. He just kept walking, trying to not listen to the hurtful words being thrown at him right now.
He grit his teeth as he saw a familiar in the hallway. He walked up to them quickly, grabbing them by the scarf and pulling them to an empty bathroom.
"You fucking promised," Mark says, glaring daggers down at the other. "You swore you wouldn't tell anyone. And what do you do? Go and tell the entire student fucking body!" Mark's voice booms and echoes through the empty bathroom.
"It wasn't me," Jinyoung says, close to tears already. "M-Mark, I promise–"
"Yeah, well then who the hell was it?! You're the only one who knew! Don't give me all that 'M-Mark I promise' bullshit. Obviously you can't be trusted with a promise." He says, scoffing.
"Just let me explain, will you?!" Jinyoung says, a tear traveling down his cheek. "You're so hardheaded, you won't even listen to me!"
"Fine, go. Explain to me why you told the entire student body my secret and got me kicked off the football team, and why I'm being bullied right now."
"After I left you last night... I went looking for a place to stay for the night since I didn't want to come back. I ended up staying with Jackson."
"Jackson Wang?"
"What other Jackson is there?" Jinyoung says, rolling his eyes. "Yes, Jackson Wang. He let me stay with him. He started talking to me, saying things like, 'oh, Mark was your roommate, right?' And I said yes. He went on to say, 'Mark always used to talk about how he had a crush on his roommate. But he always said his roommate was a girl named Youngji'. He told me what you always described Youngji as, and he made the conclusion that Youngji was me, and the whole story was just a coverup for you being gay." Jinyoung finishes, as Mark's face was bright red.
"Then Jackson figured that he should go tell everyone this information about you. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't." Jinyoung says, as Mark's grip on his scarf softened. "I'm so sorry, Mark..." Mark let's go of Jinyoung, his arms falling to his sides.
"Jinyoung..." Mark mumbles, sniffling. "I'm sorry. I didn't know..."
"It's okay," Jinyoung says, sighing softly.
"Please come back to the dorm," Mark says, wiping his eyes. "I... miss you..."
Jinyoung felt a smile tug at his lips. "Alright." He gently wrapped his arms around Mark's neck, pulling him into a hug.
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a/n: whOo long & emotional chapter
I hope you enjoyed! please vote / comment, I really appreciate it! thanks, ilysm~ -author em
