Please don't
ship: verkwan
category: sad
word count: 1789
Seungkwan and Hansol had been friends, for longer than he could ever remember. He always loved Hansol, and he thought Hansol felt the same.
Oh how wrong was he.
Seungkwan was driving, it was night, and he crying as the past month had been playing in his mind on repeat. He was driving away from the city, but he couldn't drive away from his own mind and thoughts.
WEEK ONE
Seungkwan was sat on the steps, head between his hands. He was currently thinking of ways to tell Hansol of his feelings, how to tell his friend that he loved him. It was harder then it seemed. Seungkwan sighed soflty as Hansol's "friend" Jennie sat next to him.
Jennie was unaware of Seungkwan's personal issues, and began to play around. Seungkwan, who would usually play back, really wasn't in the mood today. Jennie was poking at Seungkwan's, rather chubby, cheeks, and calling him cute.
"Jennie can you just fuck off!" Seungkwan said, voice raised.
"Are you okay?" she asked, innocently.
"You know what, no. Becase I lo-"
"Is everything okay here?" Hansol asked, Seungkwan melted at how soft the younger male sounded.
"Baby!" Jennie giggled and ran over to hug Hansol. Hansol smiled as he hugged her back tightly.
"Baby?" Seungkwan questioned nervosly, they weren't dating, right?
"Yeah, uh, me and Jennie were talking, and came to learn that we have mutual feelings for each other. So after a little bit more talking, she agreed to be my girlfriend." Hansol explained, smiling widely.
"Oh," Seungkwan smiled - it was a sad smile, though it didn't seem that way - "I'm happy for you guys." he smiled at Hansol, giggling, then stoped and frowned with a face of disgust, as he looked a Jennie because he no longer liked the girl.
Seungkwan smiled, slightly keeping his head down as he walked up to his room. He flopped on his bed, and began to cry. Everything that he had ever dreamed of, had been crushed within a matter of minutes. Everything he wanted was gone. And it was in this moment, that Seungkwan began to fear the possiblity of never being happy.
As Seungkwan was driving, he looked to his right, and saw an imaginary Jennie sat beside him, with a sad look on her face. He was becoming a little mentally ill, seeing as he saw her sitting next to him. He felt guitly, for he should have never taken his anger out on her.
WEEK TWO
Seungkwan was sat on the couch, as he shared the livingroom with Hansol and Jennie as they spoke of their relationship, and their hopes and dreams. They wanted to do everything right away, while they were still young.
They'll all never be as young as they are now, of course.
Seungkwan smiled as he heard Hansol talk of having many kids. Of course said children wouldn't be rasied by he and Hansol. It'd be Hansol and Jennie, seeing as she can actually carry children, therefore giving Hansol everything he ever wanted, unlike Seungkwan. Seungkwan can never give him anything.
As the two spoke, Seungkwan's mind drifted off to place where he could be happy. Happy with Hansol, that is. Married, with at least four kids, three boys, and a baby girl that Hansol would spoil rotton. He could imagine taking the young ones to the park, letting them play while he walks hand in hand with Hansol, the two speaking of how nothing will ever tear them apart.
