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y/n huffed, running her hand through her braids to get them out of her face. she furiously typed on her phone, she was arguing with her boyfriend at the moment.
this was their 5th argument this week.
"stop fucking calling me. i don't wanna be bothered with you no more." she says into the phone before hanging up. she tossed her phone on the couch and sat down, rubbing her temple to try to calm herself down.
she dropped her head in her hands as her leg started to bounce up and down, she didn't mean to cry, she just felt so stressed and under so much pressure. she sniffled, standing up from the couch and going up to her bed room, her phone in her hand.
she felt like such a bad girlfriend, but she knew it wasn't her fault he was acting like this towards her. she hasn't done anything wrong. they say if your partner start picking fights and getting mad at you for no reason — they're most likely out cheating, that's how it was.
tears fell from her eyes no matter how much she tried to wipe them away. she sighs, thinking of someone to call since she needed someone to talk to.
after deciding who to call she automatically regretted it.
" ... hello?"
no going back now.
"i'm here. wassup, you straight? you sound like you been crying." minho speaks over the facetime call, his forehead and messy black hair in camera, y/n had her camera off on the other end.
y/n felt the water works start again and she sniffled, not able to get her words out. "oh my pretty girl, what happened? talk to me. you know i'm here." minho says, it looked like he was searching for something.
"minho i can't, he's so fucking— i- i don't know." she tries to speak, the sentence coming out in a broken sob. "say no more, i'm on my way. give me 15 minutes okay?" minho says, y/n heard keys jingling and he walked outside.
y/n didn't say anything, turning her camera back on, a small pout set on her lips. "you way to pretty to be crying over that boy that you call a man." he told her, getting in his car and starting it.
"i think he's cheating on me min, he's been acting like this all week. t-then he just keeps picking fights with me." y/n tried to explain to the best of her abilities. "he knows i go to work and then straight back home. i-i don't do anything other then that."
