Vanilla |Woosan

Japan

Wooyoung
When we were about to enter San's loft, I received a message. I immediately stopped walking as soon as I saw who texted me.

"What's wrong?" San asked worriedly. I wasn't able to say something. I started to read the words on my phone, still not realizing that he actually texted me.

It was a message from my father.

Dear Wooyoung,
I hope you had a great week at San's place. I know what I did wrong and I hope we can talk about the issue soon.
This week was tough and we missed you a lot.
-Dad

"It's my father" I mumbled perplexed. San started to look at my cellphone. "Huh he probably understood what he did wrong?" San looked at me confusedly. I only shook my head.

We finally entered his loft and I placed my phone on the shelve. I didn't want to see message anymore. It hurt like hell to read words from my own father who hurt me the other day.

How could he think that one message would solve the issue? It was embarrassing to not show up in person. But maybe I didn't even want that...

"Don't be sad" San said after he saw my sad looking face. I didn't reply and sat down on the couch. He followed me and sat down too.

I sighted and focused on his beautiful eyes. "I am not sad when I am with you" I mumbled and started to cuddle with him. He grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him.

"You're the cutest" he whispered into my ear. I got goosebumps. "I need to talk to you about something" San suddenly said. I looked at him worriedly because his tone changed.

"I got an offer for a job...in Japan" he explained to me. My breath hitched for a second. "In Japan?" I repeated after hearing his words. San only nodded.

"It's a big project and it'd be good for my career" he explained to me whereupon I nodded.

I knew that I shouldn't get involved into his business. My voice wasn't important when it came to San's business. He was a great businessman and I needed to respect his work.

I had no voice in these kind of decisions.

"Sure, that's very important for you. I fully respect that. But...how are we going to manage the distance?" I asked him a little worriedly. San sighted as a response.

"I don't know. They want me to fly to Japan next week. They even offered me a brand new loft in Tokyo" San said while playing with my small fingers.

"That's awesome" I mumbled. I tried to stay positive but I was shock at the same time. Now that we finally found each other, he needed to leave me.

Life was unfair for separating San and me all the time.

"Tomorrow they will tell me how long I need to stay in Japan. Maybe they just need me for a month or something. That wouldn't be too bad wouldn't it?" He asked me worriedly.

I nodded. "I hope they won't make you leave for too long" I mumbled sadly and cuddled up with him.