seonghwa sat on his couch days later, drowning himself in alcohol, a random movie playing on the screen. he feared he was broken beyond repair, everyone in his life seeming to leave him. he was lost in his thoughts, his mind hazy, when he heard three loud knocks upon the door. he jolted at the sound and quickly got up, ruffling his hair a bit in hopes to make himself look the slightest bit presentable in case it was yeosang, or even hongjoong.
"are you fucking kidding me?" the short boy in front of him snapped.
"w-wha— hongjoong?!"
"what the hell are you doing, seonghwa?! you can't just spend the rest of your days sitting here, wallowing in self pity."
"b-but—"
"no. i'm not letting you do this to yourself. when's the last time you had a good meal?"
"i— i-i don't know?"
"get dressed. i'll clean up here, okay? i'm taking you to get something to eat."
"w-why are you here? h-haven't i hurt you enough?"
"funny enough, when you love someone, sometimes it doesn't matter what they do or how much they hurt you, you'll still come back to them..."
seonghwa hummed at this statement, nodding slightly.
"don't just stand there, you idiot. get dressed," the boy scoffed.
"t-thank you..."
"hurry up before i change my mind, park," hongjoong ordered.
seonghwa quickly nodded and went to his room, hongjoong smiling small as he let a soft giggle escape his lips. this was the seonghwa he knew and loved, the one who would never miss out on a free meal, and was slightly scared of the shorter.
"h-hongjoong?"
"yeah? what's up, hwa?"
"c-can you grab me a water? i-i'm dizzy..."
hongjoong's eyes widened, quickly going to get the boy some water and bring it to him.
"hwa... sit down."
"b-but—"
"sit. down. now," the younger snarled, yet he sounded more worried than anything.
the older nodded slightly and obeyed, then hongjoong handed him the water he had brought him.
"stay here, i'll order delivery and we can eat in the living room."
"w-w—"
"shh... you need to relax. you haven't been taking care of yourself, hwa..." hongjoong said sadly.
"w-why should i? i'm losing everyone i care about anyways..."
"that's not fucking true, seonghwa! god, you're such a fucking idiot..."
hongjoong stomped out of the room to finish cleaning the living room, ordering the two some food while he did. a few minutes passed before seonghwa entered, standing in the doorway and watching hongjoong carefully.
"i told you to stay in your room, park..."
"i got bored..."
"god, are you always like this?"
"hongjoong..."
"what?" hongjoong asked, exasperatedly.
"do you remember when we did it?"
"of course i do, seonghwa. can we not talk about this? it clearly didn't mean much to you..."
"and what if it did..?"
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meant to be | seongsang (✓)
Fanfiction"you know... if i could, i'd give you a 5-star review." "r-really?" "yeah... 10 out of 10. i'd recommend you to any friend of mine. you were really good to me, hwa." "then why are you leaving?" _ in which seonghwa and yeosang have been in a perfect...
