Hello my lovies, this one us gonna be a little bit angsty? Mentions of d$ath and su*cide. I won't mention any member as a d*ad person in this story :) the name will be purely made up and any coincidences, please don't be affected, just part of the story. Hope you enjoy!
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Top: Mingi
Bottom: San
Background plot: the death of San's older brought havoc and unwanted memories back.. will he be able to stand against it alone or will he need someone who meant the world to him back again?
No one's POV
Tears fall out of his eyes as he watches his brothers casket being lowered into the ground. Tears of despair, hate and anger run down his face. The thought of never being able to see his older brother again. You may wonder how it got here? It's not that complicated actually. San's older brother committed su*cide after an accident with the wrong people occurred. Now, San had to play for all the consequences of his brother's de*th.
"San-ah, Mingi and his gang are here. Want me to handle it?" Yeosang, San's right hand man asked, his stoic, expressionless face screaming business. San waved him back, shaking his head. He sighed out loud, tears still running down his bare face.
"No, it's fine. I'll handle it. Just let them be for a while." Yeosang nodded, stepping back with a pat on San's shoulder. Mingi, aka San's ex-boyfriend/ fiance. God, their relationship was a lot to take in. San and Mingi hand been dating for over four years before Mingi dropped the question to which San said yes, of course. But little did San know that his engagement to his then lover would cause him so much pain and hatred for the man. After proposing to San, their engagement lasted a few months before Mingi called it off.
To say San was devastated would be an understatement. San was broken into literal pieces, the reason behind it added to the pain he felt. Mingi's reason was work. He chose work over someone who had given him his all. He was San's first boyfriend and probably the last one. San never left his room, never ate. He lost so much weight that he passed out more than five times over the course. Now, that pain, was contorted into hate.
The man could still remember the last words they said to each other.
"How could you be so cruel Song Mingi? Why!"
"I loved you, I really did but I have to. I'll always love you baby, always."
And that was the end of it, they never spoke to each other again for the past two years. I mean, they had run into each other a couple of times, Mingi always trying to strike up a conversation but as always San shut him off. As he should. Now San was in charge of his brother's gang, all the members have openly welcomed him, knowing how much San meant to his brother, their leader. They knew the boy, who was only twenty-two at that had gone through a lot. They did their best to make him feel alive and welcomed, gaining some friends in the middle.
"I need everybody to leave after this, I need a word with Song. Got it?" San said to one of his friends/ subordinates Park Seonghwa, one of his favorite hyeongs because of his big heart. Even with a killer face, the older was everything San needed in this time. A big man with a big heart towards everyone, especially his husband, Hongjoong. The couple inspired San to push through all the toughness and pain. Worth it.
