There is nothing more scary than realising that the love of your life doesn't love you anymore.
Unfortunately for San, he is slowly discovering this.
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𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀: Completed
𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆: cinderr_blx...
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❝UNRECOGNIZABLE FRIEND.❞
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The ride back home was silent. Yeosang didn't say a word to him, it was unusual but if he was even a bit sober, he didn't want to talk to anyone. His head was spinning, he really shouldn't have drunk so much.
When he was finally tossed on the bed, he whined, fidgeting with his clothes as they felt uncomfortable on his skin. Yeosang splashed water on his face and he frantically sat up, looking up at his best friend with a shocked expression.
"The fuck was that for?" He asks angrily, as if the headache wasn't enough, his best friend has to ruin his clothes too. Why is everyone getting on his nerves these days?
"To make you sober. Your ass shouldn't be drinking anyways." Yeosang replies nonchalantly, not caring even a bit. He was pissed at his best friend from the last months. Everyone is.
Yeosang eyes, unfortunately, fell on the mark on Wooyoung's neck. The painful bite mark that the young dancer had forcefully left on his neck. He grabs the younger's shirt almost yanking him out of the bed.
Wooyoung curses at him trying to free himself from his friend's tight grasp but Yeosang knows when to use his hard-earned muscles as he quickly examines the bite mark. It wasn't deep but also not shallow enough to not be seen.
"Did you fuck that dancer?" Wooyoung didn't reply. What was he supposed to say? Besides, he didn't have any energy to explain, let him think about what he wanted.
"Wow, unbelievable." Yeosang heaves a sigh while rolling his eyes.
"Are you my best friend? Because honestly Woo, I don't believe it anymore. Are you really the same Wooyoung who had made it everyone's problem that San hugged someone else? The same Wooyoung that cried the whole night when he was drunk just because he missed his boyfriend? Are you really the same lovesick wooyoung?" He asks, man he has held out for too long. He needs to teach this guy a lesson.
"You have become almost unrecognizable, Woo. I know you are not like this, you were incredibly in love with San, almost to a level where everyone despised it, you got fucking matching tattoos, vowed to be with each other till the end, and one day, you just decide to cut everything off as if it never existed in the first place? What is wrong with you?!" Yeosang raises his voice at the end.
Wooyoung was drunk. That could be the only reason he had the guts to argue back at his best friend.
"What the fuck do you even know about me and my relationship with San? I wasn't happy with him, okay? Yeah, that was the reason. Am I that bad to choose my happiness?" He replies.
Yeosang scoffs. He had been his friend for almost a decade, there was no way he would fall for it. Wooyoung knew that but lying was all his drunk fazed mind could come up with.
"You can say this excuse to everyone but not me. You know damn well how in love you were with San, how content you were with him. What has San not given you? He is the only one who kept up with your annoying whinings, your over-the-top demands, and your out-of-the-world sexual fantasies. He is the only one who can make you that happy and he still is that person. You know, I know, fuck even our fans know at this point." Yeosang reasons out.
"Why are you even taking his side? You are making him sound like a saint. Is he that good of a boyfriend and if yes, why don't you date him? He seems super close to you nowadays anyway. Confessing to you now and then, kissing you on stage and whatnot inside the closed doors. How do I know that you are not already fucking-" And he was on the ground.
Yeosang had punched him, hard. This was the first time he had ever punched Wooyoung, but he didn't regret a single thing.
But that didn't mean Wooyoung was in his sane mind now. He was still drunk and on top of that, angry at the hard punch. "Oh," He started, standing up and getting close to his best friend. "You must already be fucking him. No wonder you got so mad."
Yeosang looks at him like he has seen a madman and honestly, Wooyoung does look like that right now. Drunken eyes, ruffled hair, red face, drenched shirt, and a limp posture. He was stupidly drunk.
"Have you gone mad, Wooyoung? How can you even think like that? You don't even know what is going on with San, well how would you know? You are too busy fucking that dancer of yours after all." Yeosang will regret every word he would say after this but you know what, fuck it. This dude needs some sense knocked into him.
"San is crying every day to me. I am his brother and your best friend, do you know how hard it is for me to look at my beloved member crying because of my own best friend? Do you know how I feel when he comes begging and crying asking me to talk to you so he can at least know why you broke up? Do you have any fucking idea how wrecked he is because of you?
He loves you the most in this world even after you broke his heart. He doesn't blame you at all saying he must have done something wrong that led to you losing interest in him. He acts like he doesn't care about everything but we know, as his hyungs, we know he is weak at heart. And you-" He steps closer, poking the younger's chest.
"You should know it better than anyone. You are supposed to be his soulmate, his beloved! Where is the Wooyoung who said he would do anything for his dimple smile? Where is he, huh?!" Man, he will regret it.
"Oh wait, you are busy getting laid. Not even proper three months and you are busy getting banged by some younger dude. This makes me question if you were even loyal to San. Tell me, Woo, did you cheat on San? Did you fuck someone else too-" And bang, Yeosang was on the ground.
Wooyoung was fuming, tears streaming down his face. Never in his life had he ever thought that his own best friend would accuse him of cheating. No, he would never do it. He isn't that type of person.
But here he was, his best friend of a decade accusing him of a crime he wouldn't even commit in his dreams. He had always loved San and respected him more than enough to not give any other man attention that only San deserved. He loves that stupid dimple guy more than enough.
