❝In which Seungcheol is a richeu hot papa and Jeonghan is only poorita.❞
X asianfanfic inspired. specifically, to yocoups author-nim. ♡ X
started: aug 23 / 2016
ended: --------------
Contains: messages | texts | calls | scenarios
language:...
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Jeonghan's
Time check: 7:35 p.m.
Jeonghan is at the café. Waiting. Ang usapan kasi talaga 7 o'clock. Jeonghan understands, out of the blue naman kase. Plus, he knows he's a busy man and can't expect a complete attendance everytime they're going out. Still, Seungcheol did say. . .
"Okay, i'll to meet you tonight."
Jeonghan didn't know if he should be happy or nah. Nakakanerbyos. Even if he still wasn't there, Jeonghan's hands were sweating and his heart increased its rate.
Because tonight is the night.
I'm finally gonna tell him.
With a heavy sigh and butterflies flying inside his stomach, he's ready to face the response Seungcheol's going to make when he hears the truth. Jeonghan expects the worst. He thinks and worry about the worst thing to happen to decrease his own fragile heart. I have to be strong.
I have to tell him no matter what.
No more lies.
No more pretending.
I should come clean.
Even if it's the last words I'll be able to say in front of him. . . I love him. And I don't want to continue this fake me.
While waiting. . . Jeonghan practices and thinks what he will say.
“Seungcheol, I have something to say. . . I'm really not. . . Tsk. That's not it.” Jeonghan hesitates and tries again, he talks by himself.
Until. . .
“Welcome sir.” bati ng staff ng café.
Jeonghan looks from a distance and saw Seungcheol as Seungcheol finds him, too.
Seungcheol still looked hot as ever, he was still in his CEO suit. Jeonghan is not surprised at all. But—
“S-seungcheol!” Jeonghan calls and Seungcheol looks over then smiled a bit as walks towards the table where Jeonghan's at. as Seungcheol gets near, he kissed Jeonghan on the cheek and takes a seat in front of Jeonghan.
“I'm sorry I'm late. . . ” he said.
Jeonghan shook his head. “N-no, it's okay. Alam ko naman na madami kang ginagawa sa trabaho.” ani nito. Seungcheol smiled warmly and sighs.
“Still. Dapat tumutupad ako usapan. If it wasn't for— I mean. . . ” Seungcheol clears his throat and loosens his red tie.
“wasn't for what?” Jeonghan asks, looking at the hesistant man. Seungcheol really looked stressed and kinda mad. Jeonghan could tell something was troubling him.
