Maybe it was a bad idea to go, but on the other hand Yeosang was not really thinking about it. He endured worst than a rather awkward atmosphere and he could just block this person and move on after this. No need to handle this different than every other situationship he had in the past.
It turned out Jongho lived a few streets away from the hospital as well as the warhouse in a small apartment behind a supermarket. The alley was quiet and clean, it was not smelling of dog poo and urine like in Yeosang’s street. It was just a normal, boring house, you needed to open the fence besides the supermarket entrance and just walking past into a small back alley. Just two stairs up and Jongho was letting his key sink into the right lock. A brown, red-ish door with a deco ring hanging on it.
Yeosang was standing behind him, holding on to his bag and feeling the way his eyes were still burning but he got used to the pain after a while. It was not getting worse, that was all that matters.
“Just make yourself at home”, Jongho was saying and his voice seemed strange after cutting through the ongoing silence between them. Yeosang was walking in, watching him just leaving his jacket and bag at the entrance and holding on to his own for a moment. It was a narrow hallway, an old phone hanging on the wall, a wardrobe and a round mirror attached to it. The living room right behind it, and a door to his right.
“It’s not that big but-”, he seemed to comment it, “I don’t mind it’s okay”, Yeosang was letting him know and allowing himself to let his bag sink to the ground and take off his shoes before entering. And yes, he was dumb to be in a apartment of a stranger he met two days ago - but Jongho really didn’t seem like the kind of guy wanting to rob him or do him harm. If he really wanted he could have done that in the moment of him not seeing much, being hurt and vulnerable. Yeosang lived with the risk of stuff like this for so many times that he kinda lost the connection and the meaning of it.
“Can I use the bathroom?”, Yeosang wanted to know immediately and Jongho was turning around to him after opening the shutters and letting sunlight flood the room.
“It’s to your right”, he was letting him know.
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a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic
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