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

「19」

Yeosang groaned as he hit his head on the table.

"Are you serious now? We went through the literally same question! It's just a different way of explaining it and you don't get it again?" Yeosang said as he looked up.

It was the first time he is tutoring Jongho, and it's starting all okay for the first hour and first time. 

Jongho came over to Yeosang's dorm around 3pm so he has time to study before he needs to do to a training.

He gets what he needs to do, but he is also sometimes confused.

Yeosang thought it would be way worse than he expected, but turns out Jongho is actually good and instead just too lazy to listen.

Jongho sighed. "I don't know. Can we please take a break? My head is starting to hurt."

Yeosang hummed, placing the pen down and getting why Jongho is getting tired and couldn't focus.

"You wanna drink something?" He asked as he got up from the table and walked to the kitchen.

Jongho looked over to him. "Sure. Water is fine."

Yeosang nodded before he took out a glass and filled it with water as the silence occured.

Jongho was silent as he probably tried to rest a bit, and Yeosang just let him do that. He is working hard and doing good to understand.

They were back to sitting at the table. Jongho thanked him and gulped his water as Yeosang looked through the math book and tried searching for any other question.

"Hey." Jongho said, making him hum and not remove his gaze from the book.

"Can I ask you something, but promise me you won't get mad?"

Yeosang was confused for a second. He looked up with his eyebrows furrowed, not really sure why did he ask it like that.

"Of course you can. Why would I get mad?"

Jongho nodded, and Yeosang felt like he is actually holding back for some reason.

"When I tried apologizing to you in the bathroom that day, what did you mean by your story?" Jongho asked.

Yeosang didn't really expect him to ask that. He doesn't even know how Jongho remembered that.

He does remember saying that, but how the hell did Jongho remember?

Yeosang sighed, not really sure if he should say this to Jongho or not. I mean, he slept with him, so that means he obviously isn't straight. Right?

"Well.." Yeosang mumbled before explaning the story.

He has never told anyone else other than the three of his best friends, and talking to Jongho about his family was just..a huge step.

Jongho kept quiet, instead listening and looking taken back. Yeosang felt tears building up in his eyes, but he didn't want to cry in front of Jongho.

"And yeah..t-that's it." Yeosang mumbled as his voice cracked.

Jongho was staring at him like he was shocked, looking somehow in pity at Yeosang as the male sighed to calm down.

"You didn't deserve that." Jongho mumbled.

Yeosang wasn't sure what to answer on that. It's been way too long, and he just learned to live with it.

"I guess that's how my fate turned out." Yeosang smiled sadly.

The thoughts and talks of his family always made him feel so horrible, and it never seemed to leave Yeosang alone.