A young man in his early twenties is leaning against a lamppost, tears rolling down his cheeks. You'd think he'd be a happy boy - all day long, he's standing vacantly, a smile plastered to his lips - but at night, at the foot of this lamppost, he's crying, letting loose all his hidden sadness.
" Excuse me, are you all right ? " Asks a gentle voice
" Um, yes yes."
He lifts his head, wipes his eyes and returns to a smile as fake as his mother's...
" Don't force yourself to smile..." Says the newcomer
" No, no."
" Yeah, your smile's as fake as my girlfriend's."
" Ah but."
" You know, you're allowed to be sad, it happens to everyone."
" I know, but I feel weak..."
" Hmm ? Crying isn't weakness, it's liberation... "
" If you say so."
" You look really young, what is your age ? "
" I'm eighteen and you ? "
" I'm twenty-two..."
" Oh..."
" Four years apart it's okay. Do you come here often ? "
" Yes, and you ? "
" Every night."
" I've never seen you here though ? "
" Ah, I usually come later, but today I feel like come. Now..."
The taller of the two huffs, tired and drops a few tears too. The shorter one approaches and gently pats the shoulder of the taller one, who takes the younger one in his arms and steps back.
" Sorry." Says the blond
" Don't apologize for that..."
" I cuddled you without questioning you first..."
" That's all right..."
" Hmm."
" What's your name ? "
" Ah yes, that's right, we should have started there. My name is Chan."
" My name is Seungcheol..."
" Seungcheol ? As in Choi Seungcheol ? "
" Um yes why ? "
" You're so popular in high school..."
" I know..."
Seungcheol gasps again, this popularity is really going to kill him.
" Hey ! Are you okay ? Sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
" Don't worry it's nothing. You're Chan, Lee Jung Chan ? "
" Do you know me ? "
" You're a shy boy, who dances really well, and has completely crazy friends ? "
Chan laughs, following this statement, it's true that his eleven friends aren't the quietest, nor the most discreet, but it doesn't matter because he loves them. Without them, he probably wouldn't be here...
" Yes, that's right."
" Still, I'd say the blond one..."
" Um..."
" The one with the snake tattoo on his neck."
" Ah Jeonghan, yes what about him ? "
" He's the quiet one..."
" The coldest, yes."
" Is in a relationship with the demon now isn't he ? "
Chan laughs, thank goodness his friend isn't here, he hates being nicknamed that and yet it fits him so well....
" Yes, he's dating Joshua..."
" He's lucky to be in a relationship with Jeonghan..."
" Why ? "
" Jeonghan is really handsome."
" You're in a relationship with a girl..."
" So what ? I can very well bi or pan."
" Yeah, but hey, Shua hyung's with him..."
" Just because there's a keeper doesn't mean we can't score goals. "
" You might get kicked in the balls."
" By Joshua ? I'm not afraid of him. "
" No, by Jeonghan, I said, he's as cold as ice, no one touches him except his boyfriend, and me too a little."
" Ah shit. "
" Just stick to your girlfriend..."
" Yeah."
Seungcheol blows again...
" But you stained my shirt ! Hyung."
" What ? "
" Are you bleeding Seungcheol ? "
" See you tomorrow here bye."
" Choi Fucking Seungcheol hyung ! Come-back now, shit ! "
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Hey everyone ! I hope your fine, Here I go with a new story ~
ChanCheol present hehe <3
My favorite little duo in Seventeen, I really hope your going to like it !
Some difficult subjects will be mentioned, such as self-mutilation, the death of loved ones and the desire to die. If you're not comfortable with this, stop reading now, for those who remain, happy reading ~.
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StreetLight || ChanCheol
Fanfiction- It was in the dim light of a streetlight that they met and decided never to let go of each other again, because they realized they needed each other to get better. - Enjoy ! -