dear boyfriend - chwe hansol + boo seungkwan

two

"He's doing it again, Mom," Seungkwan whined, "look at this new one."

At dinner that night, Seungkwan sat down and handed his mother the letter before she could even start praying for the meal. Sighing, she opened it, speedily read through it, and put the note down on the floor next to her.

"It's only the fourth one," his mother reminded him, "and can you blame him for doing this? The two of you were in love."

"He promised me he'd try to move on," Seungkwan complained, "but he doesn't try."

"Did you expect him to? Did you really think he was going to stop and drop this relationship the two of you had?"

"No," Seungkwan admitted, "I knew we'd have problems, but this is too much. Letters, Mom? Really?"

"It's not like he's stalking you, is he?" Seungkwan's mother took a bite into her broccoli, savoring its taste. "Seungkwan, give him time, please."

Seungkwan did not want to wait for Vernon to move on, because he knew that Vernon wouldn't. He knew that Vernon would continue to fight and do his best to make Seungkwan at least remember one day of their relationship. However, Seungkwan knew that day would never come. He went to therapy and to some classes and did some weird things from the Internet and nothing prevailed.

"I can't even remember anything special," Seungkwan mumbled, "like dates. I can't remember what kissing him felt like, or even a hug. I don't remember his scent."

His mother did not respond. Seungkwan assumed that she wanted him to continue to vent to her.

"Can you tell me something please?" Seungkwan asked. "How did you meet him? When did I introduce him to you?"

"You didn't," Seungkwan's mother laughed, "you kept him a secret. At the time, I kept telling you I couldn't wait to see you get married to a nice girl that you got scared to tell me you liked a guy. I found out when he came to the house, despite you telling him to not come over, and he told me he loved you and begged me to let you date him."

"So, him and I never really dated?" Seungkwan asked, his eyebrow raised in confusion.

"You guys were just talking, I guess," Seungkwan's mother said, "but no matter how many times he told you he liked you, you told him that you both couldn't date because I wouldn't approve. So, he walked up to the house, knocked on the door, and sat us down for almost an hour, trying to convince me that he was the perfect one for you. I was very touched."

Seungkwan shouldn't have asked. Now there was this guilt in his heart knowing how hard Vernon tried to win his mother over so the two of them could date.

Seungkwan's mother noticed the look on her son's face and patted his back, making the boy look up at her.

"You'll remember eventually," she swore, "don't force it. Give it time."

"How much?" Seungkwan asked. His mother did not answer.

The doorbell rang, and before his mother could stand up, Seungkwan made her sit and told her he'd get the door. Pulling his chair back, Seungkwan stood and walked up to the front door, which was just on the opposite side of the living room.

He turned the doorknob, revealing Vernon, dressed in a white hoodie and dark blue jeans. His hair was now a light brown, which was different from the dark brown it used to be. He must have dyed it during the winter break.

"Hello," Vernon said, his lips turning into a smile.

"Hi," Seungkwan said, his lips failing to turn into a smile.

Usually, Vernon would greet Seungkwan with a kiss or a hug, but now that things were different, he had to refrain from even looking like he was attracted to Seungkwan.

"Hello, Vernon!" Seungkwan's mom waved from her seat. Vernon greeted her and waved just as enthusiastically.

"What brings you here?" Seungkwan asked. "You never come over this late."

Vernon sighed, pulling out a piece of rose paper from his hoodie pocket. He passed it to Seungkwan, his smile slowly fading. Seungkwan opened up the paper, his eyes scanning it before he gasped, looking at Vernon.

"Why?" He said. "I thought you were doing good in math and science?"

"I lied," Vernon admitted, "you just got out of the hospital and I didn't want to bother you."

"I don't care if I'm missing all four limbs or my eye!" Seungkwan expressed. "If you needed help, you should have come to me. Even though we're not together, I can still help you out and be a good friend."

Vernon did not say anything, he only let Seungkwan read over the paper again, watching his ex-lover sigh and hold the paper to his chest.

"Come over, every Wednesday," Seungkwan ordered, "and I'll tutor you. Your grade can't plummet like that. I'll get you back on track for graduation before the the semester exams."

"L-Let's not do Wednesdays," Vernon said, "Fridays are better. I'll be able to get here sooner."

"We both finish school at the same time on Wednesdays," Seungkwan reminded him, "so you should just come on Wednesdays."

"I'll focus better on Fridays," Vernon mentioned, "and I'll be able to stay here longer for studying if needed because the next day won't be a school day."

Seungkwan gave him a small smile. "Fine, Fridays after school. Sound good?"

"Perfect," Vernon gave him a grin back, "I'll see you then."

Vernon turned and walked away, and Seungkwan closed the door looking at his mom, who was shaking her head silently.

"What's wrong?" Seungkwan asked.

His mother shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing."

"Mom."

His mother chuckled, taking a bite of her steak. "Promise me you won't get upset or complain when I tell you."

Seungkwan sat down. "I promise, Mom."

His mother put the fork down, looking Seungkwan in the eye when she finished chewing.

"Wednesdays used to be the day when you and Vernon watched movies together, that's why he wanted to study on Fridays instead."