Yeosang
"Just... Fucking go already." Wooyoung sighed. "I can't. I told him I'd be there after three.." I responded, spinning on the chair I was sitting on.
"Well, you clearly can't stay still." The younger said, crossing his arms. "I've never seen you like this and I fucking love it." He then commented. I furrowed my eyebrows slightly. "Like what?" "Well, you know. Being all excited to see someone and stuff. In the time we've know not once have you expressed a crush so outwardly." The boy explained and walked over to me.
I flinched slightly when he grabbed my cheeks. "Seonghwa better stay around because while I love the old Yeosang, I like this one too." I scrunched my nose a little bit and pushed his hands away, shaking my head. "It's weird isn't it?" I asked.
Wooyoung shrugged. "A bit, but it's still you." He smiled. I chuckled softly and nod a little. "I'm happy.." I then stated quietly taking a deep breath. "I don't want things to change back to the way it was."
It was dark before Seonghwa wandered into my life, deciding to stay there. I knew Wooyoung was always around and of course, he did his best to help me. I really do appreciate him for being with me through it all.
And from now on I can never curse at him for pulling me off of that edge. He, as my best friend, had pulled me out of the bottomless pit I was in. Now it was my duty to crawl away from the edge of that same pit.
Even if it seemed hard.
"I'm going," I exclaimed, rushing to the exit of the flower store. "Sure, have fun!" I heard Wooyoung call out after me. I walked out into the fresh air taking a deep breath and stretching a little bit.
The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering around the whole way to the cafe. I glanced in through the window once I arrived, right away spotting Seonghwa taking the order of a customer.
I really hit a jackpot, huh?
Seonghwa looked good no matter what he was doing. Slightly unfair, but I was glad I could call him mine, well to an extent. It still was just absolutely mind-blowing that he would choose me. Out of everyone.
I spotted the lady he was taking the order of, slipping him a piece of paper. With that, I take my queue to enter the cafe, slight jealousy rumbling up in my chest. Now that's a new feeling too.
The dark-haired man's eyes turn to the door of the cafe once I enter and a bright smile appears on his lips as he waves at me before handing the paper back to the girl. "Sorry, I'm seeing someone." I could make out what he said. I held back a smile and walked into the line.
When it was my turn, the older didn't waste a second taking a hold of my hand. I blushed slightly. "Hey," I mumbled out. "Hi, how was work?" I shrug a bit. "The usual. Wooyoung was being Wooyoung. You know." I chuckled and squeezed the other's hand gently.
Seonghwa nodded his head before letting go of my hand. I frowned slightly at the loss of warmth around my skin.
"Here, just like I promised." the older said, setting an iced americano onto the counter. I smiled widely and pull out my wallet. "How much was it?" The older shook his head. "I paid for it, don't worry." "But..." He hushed me and pushed the drink towards me. "Treat me next time, okay?"
I sighed defeatedly and nodded. "Fine," I said and grabbed the plastic cup. "Go sit down. I'll join you in a minute." The older said before petting my hair slightly. "Shouldn't you work?" "I can fit in a small break, for you." He hummed, nodding towards the tables. "I missed you." He then said, blowing me a kiss.
