(Discontinued) Yeosang hated when San threw paper planes at him during class, in fact, Yeosang hated everything about him.
- or so he thought...
(sansang/seongsang)
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"What the hell, love?" Minho was shouting through the phone, and Yeosang could easily imagine how the magazine editor was throwing aggressive hand gestures all over the place.
It had only been about half an hour since San's father unannounced, and very unexpectedly as he was supposed to be in jail, had showed up at the doorstep, and Yeosang hadn't even had time to process it, or how he should break the news to San yet.
"Is it true? Did you leave Seonghwa to be with a no-name chef?"
To describe Minho's current voice as being shrill, would be quite the understatement, and the disappointment was cutting through Yeosang's ears.
"You were the one to say his place would become the newest hottest thing though..." Yeosang mumbled back, dumping down to lie on the couch with his hand covering his face.
To get into such a discussion seemed so pointless and a waste of time, with everything happening around him, but Yeosang knew he wouldn't get rid of Minho that easily. Better let him rant his heart out, and just get it over with as soon as possible.
"Yes, but not as in, our standards of serious potential partners! I mean, he doesn't even have a Michelin star... Have you gone insane, are you doing drugs again?" Minho accusingly asked, reviving their young, wild partying days.
Yeosang drew his palm across his face, making a grimace while a silent sigh fell from his lips.
"No, I'm not! And that was years ago, and we were in Amsterdam, so it doesn't count!"
"Rumor has it that you already knew Choi San back in high school?" While Yeosang had already had enough of the conversation, Minho wasn't giving up yet. "You've never told me that! Oh my God, wait! Did you cheat on Seonghwa all these years?"
"No, I didn't!" As his editor friend had used the term all these years, Yeosang felt justified to claim the accusation to be false, shoving aside the small detail of him actually cheating on Seonghwa back in high school.
"I thought you divorced Seonghwa to do some self-reflection or whatever. To go to Nepal and find yourself, or something... Not to date the son of a criminal!"
Minho kept talking, but his voice and complaining words became nothing but a white noise in Yeosang's head, and he didn't even bother to ask how or where Minho knew about San's father - he usually knew all the gossip anyway, so it wasn't that much of a surprise after all.
But one name kept showing up in Yeosang's mind, one that perhaps could have something to do with all this mess, although it hurt to admit, and despite it all it would a pretty messed up thing even coming from that person.
Still, Yeosang couldn't help but wonder, if such an insane move would be unheard of when it came to that one particular person...
