[completed] Yeosang has to come to terms with the fact that his life is no fairytale, not even a romantic novel - just another short story, fighting to stay above water in the bottomless ocean of so many others'. And in that ocean, he will have to r...
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"I'll love you forever."
"Forever is a long time. You'll probably get tired of me."
"I could never get tired of you, don't say such foolish things."
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Strangers...
With a heavy sigh, Yeosang puts the can of hairspray down, causing it to clink against the sink. The reflection in the mirror is staring back at him, with such sad eyes that he almost feels bad for the poor guy.
It's been days since his last encounter with Seonghwa, days he should've used on something productive like finding a job, or apply for school. But all he's done has been visiting his dad, hanging out with Wooyoung, and sulking in his room. Lucas has been busy with work, which probably has been for the best anyway.
Yeosang leans in over the sink, his hands resting against the edge, as he takes a couple of deep breaths. He hates how much meeting Seonghwa again is affecting him, he shouldn't care what that guy says or does. As Seonghwa said, they don't know each other anymore. They are strangers.
When his eyes once again meet his reflection in the mirror, silent tears are streaming down his cheeks. He quickly wipes them away - Lucas is coming by to picki him up in any minute now, and he doesn't want to let it show that he's been crying. Yeosang takes a last look at himself, making sure everything looks just perfect for tonight, before leaving the bathroom.
Living with Wooyoung and San has been fine this far, not good - not bad, just fine. Wooyoung is loud as always, sometimes too much and especially when he brings home a date. San is mostly in his room, working. San had changed from economics to interior design, while Wooyoung had finished his, although he's said multiple times he's only staying in it for the money.
"Wauwie wauwie! Someone's looking hot tonight," Wooyoung laughs, as Yeosang walks into the living room. "I assume you won't be back before tomorrow morning then," he adds with a wink.
Yeosang manages to catch a glimpse of San rolling his eyes, but he chooses to ignore him. Again. The doorbell rings, and Yeosang soon has other things to think about anyway. But deep down he fears that the thing between him and San might boil over at one point. Neither of them are trying that hard to hide their dislike of each other, but Wooyoung is too oblivious to even notice, and just happy to be living with his two best friends.
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"Is everything ok? You've been so quiet my love?" Lucas asks, with a gentle hand on Yeosang's thigh.
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just tired and... It's still a little weird to be back..." Yeosang mumbles, staring out the car window as they drive through the city.
The mood for going out isn't really showing up tonight, and Yeosang struggles to at least pretend he wouldn't rather stay at home. He can't even remember where they are going tonight, or what the occasion is. By now he knows it doesn't matter anyway, it's always the same - somewhere too fancy for his taste, with food in extremely small portions, and people he has nothing in common with.
