There were two good things about the final year in university and the first year in a corporate job:
1.The manic pace.
2.The complete lack of sleep.
The combination distracted Seungcheol from having to think. It occurred to him that he was adept at ignoring his feelings and the depths of his mind trying to remind him about the mess that he was actually in.
Like a closed fracture, hidden underneath the surface of his skin.
He had assimilated reasonably well into his team at work. They had just closed an important project, which meant that the year's budget was met. At this moment, the boss was buying drinks at a swanky bar.
"Good job, Mr.Choi," one of his seniors slapped his back.
"Not bad for a first year!" another chipped in.
"I owe it to your guidance," Seungcheol returned politely. He topped up their drinks as was expected. They were on their fourth bottle of expensive sake.
"Keep this up. You have a bright future, young man," his manager nodded approvingly.
"Thank you, sir."
And so the evening went. The atmosphere was one of drunk jubilance. At the end of the night, most of the team couldn't walk in a straight line.
Seungcheol remained annoyingly sober. He trailed the rest as they stumbled outside the bar in search for the next round of entertainment. Most likely a hostess club.
His senior bumped into someone on the street and nearly tripped. Shinobu caught him and steadied the drunk man, before turning around to apologise to the stranger.
"Excuse us."
"C-cheol! Is that you?" a familiar voice exclaimed.
It took him a moment to recognise the face.
"Joshua and seokmin."
"It IS you!" seokmin widened his eyes. "What a surprise!"
"We'll go ahead first. Catch up with us!" his colleagues called out.
Seungcheol nodded.
"Your teammates from work?" Joshua asked curiously.
"Yes."
"I just left mine. Let's exchange cards!"
He obliged and they went through the perfunctory motion. seokmin and joshua whistled and seemed impressed by his business card.
"Nice. Heard it's really competitive. The hours must be tough." shua pass a grin
"It's the same everywhere," Seungcheol shrugged.
"Tell me about it! I was talking to Hannie hyung and man, I'm so jealous since he's still a student-"seokmin froze halfway through when joshua kicked him in his leg slightly. Seungcheol felt the threat of the fracture rising to the surface.
"How is he?" he asked, forcing his voice to remain even.
"Great! I mean, he seems happy and well," Seokmin stuttered. " a-and We-we don't catch up that often. So I don't know that much really." joshua added
That only drove the point home that Cheol knew nothing about jeonghan's life at that juncture.
"That's good."
Perhaps seokmin and joshua could hear the cracks underneath his skin or the strain in his voice. He sputtered something about having to go and catching up with Cheol another time before fleeing.
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FORTUNE!!|| JEONGCHEOL||
Fanfiction"It's a set," jeonghan whispered. "We have to keep them together. Always." The same words. seungcheol remembered how small jeonghans voice was back then. The hope in his eyes. The nervousness in his hands. He also remembered the tightness under his...
