𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 | 𝐂.𝐉𝐇 𝐱 𝐊.𝐘𝐒 ✓

「9」

Yeosang sat in silence in his dark dorm as he looked through his family pictures.

He smiled when he saw his mother's beautiful smile, and he really missed it despite everything they have said to him.

There were various of the pictures from where he was literally a baby to the picture when he was around 16 or 17, just months before he came out to his parents.

He kept that pictures in the box down in the closet, almost not even looking at it for his own sake.

It was like he had a fear of remembering all the things they have said to him, and Yeosang always tried his best not to ever think about it, but today was different.

He had an urge to see those pictures today, but Yeosang didn't cry.

He just didn't have any energy to even cry anymore, but he instead just stared at those pictures and remembered all the moments when he actually felt happy with his family.

All those memories are history, and Yeosang's life is falling apart.

He barely has money, the schoolwork is overwhelming him and there is almost a year left until he has to move out of the dorms. The only thing keeping him sane was his best friends.

They were here for him from the time he was left on the streets, and Yeosang really thinks of them like his own family.

His friends were more of a family than his own. Maybe he really isn't worth of love.

He sighed, pulling the pictures back in the box and throwing it back in the closet. Yeosang rubbed his face and ignored the feeling of his heart beating.

First his family, now Jongho. Will he ever live in peace?

"Maybe I should just..vanish." He mumbled to himself.

No. It's not worth it. If he survived the worst period of his life when he was literally sleeping on the floor of Wooyoung's room, then he will also survive this.

He has saved money, and no matter how hard it is, Yeosang knows he will be okay in the end.

The first and hardest step is moving on from Jongho. Yeosang knew that being in love with him is the worst possible thing, specially because Jongho will never bring him anything good.

That guy is really good for nothing else except for football and screwing girls around. Yeosang knew he would regret the moment he agreed to sleep over at San's. He should have never said yes. 

But there is just one thing that will some out good from it, and Yeosang had a slightest feeling of optimism inside.

At least that sleepover opened his eyes about Jongho.

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"Come on Choi, keep it up!" The coach yelled.

Jongho ran around the football field, breathing in and out shortly as he was in front of everyone. It was cold out, but that didn't matter to him as he just ran around the field.

He doesn't know why was he doing this or why he just couldn't focus on anything today, but it was annoying Jongho so much.

It has been 2 days ever since he heard about the plan, and Jongho was feeling different.

He knew it was wrong, but he felt too egoistic and he just couldn't say no when he heard it. Jongho is starting to think it was a bad idea to agree.

But speaking of Yeosang....

He was actually sorry for the fact he said all those things, but Yeosang didn't even want to hear it.

It kinda pissed Jongho off, knowing that no one has ever said no to him. But Yeosang is just so different.

He doesn't throw himself at Jongho like 85% of people in their university is, and he would be lying if that wasn't annoying him at least a bit. 

And what annoyed him even more was the fact that Jongho didn't know why was he annoyed. What is going on with him?

Yeosang seemed so annoyed every time he saw him, and it's fair if he is.

Jongho doesn't blame him for that because he really is acting like an asshole, but on the other hand, he didn't really care.

Jongho was popular, and he rarely cared for people who got angry at him after he used them for his own needs, but why was Yeosang running around his mind lately.

He found himself asking that as he stared at the blank dot on the floor, a towel wrapped around his hips and water drops rolling down his naked body as he sat on the bench in the changing room.

Jongho breathed in and out, closing his eyes and sighing. He should start getting dressed but there he was, instead thinking of Kang Yeosang.

"Hey, are you coming to the party tomorrow?" Donghyun asked Jongho as he rubbed his wet hair with a towel. 

Jongho hummed, not really caring or wanting to talk. He was way too deep inside of his thoughts to care for that.

"Yah, Choi. What's up with you man?" Geonhak, one of his teammates asked as he sat down next to him, wrapping his arm around Jongho's shoulders and pulling him closer.

Jongho looked up in alarm, snapping his head up and staring at him in shock. He shook his head before he actually started to dress up.

"Nothing much, just tired." He replied back.

Geonhak snorted, rolling his eyes at that as Donghyun came back. 

"Did you just hear this? He is tired! Who the fuck gets tired from a bit of training?" Geonhak laughed.

Jongho furrowed his eyebrows. "So what? I'm allowed to get tired."

Donghyun was the next one who burst out laughing for the reason that was still unknown to Jongho. He was confused. What was wrong with being tired?

"Are you for real now? You got tired after running around and what am I supposed to say? I have 3 trainings everyday!" Donghyun exclaimed.

Maybe because you're too obsessed with yourself.. Jongho thought.

"Am I the same as you are?" He asked.

Jongho asked him as he was still getting dressed, mainly because he was annoyed even if he knew how they were and how they act. He was annoyed a bit, but he himself didn't know why.

Donghyun narrowed his eyes. "Maybe you should try it."

Jongho was done dressing, now taking his bag and getting up. He stared directly into Donghyun's eyes.

"No thanks. I don't want or will never be like you. I at least know my limits."

And with that, Jongho glared at Donghyun again before walking away and slamming the door of the changing room.