[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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Getting up early in the morning, is definitely not something Yeosang appreciates - or has gotten used to, even after two weeks at his new job. Although it does feel a little nice, to have the morning sun shine on his face, he has to stop by a convenience store to grab a large coffee-to-go each morning.
Yeosang is slowly starting to feel like his life is falling into place; he has his new job, he has a place to live - although he still has to look at San's stupid face every day- he's been visiting his dad a few times, and he has his boyfriend by his side. His boyfriend who understands him, and loves him.
As he arrives to work, he greets Hongjoong and his other co-workers, before getting ready for the day. It has definitely come as a surprise to him that he actually likes working there, and the kids are all so cute and full of life - in a way Yeosang never got to experience himself in that age, and deep down he envies them.
When Yeosang stretches his arms, to grab some more crayons from the cupboards, he feels pain shoot up his back. Hidden underneath his blue sweatshirt is a secret he can't reveal to anyone - not besides himself and Hyunjin at least. Marks, even deeper blue in color than his shirt, painted all over his back, and they hurt whenever he stretches his body too far - but the pain is what makes him feel alive every day.
He knows he has to be careful though, no walking out of the bathroom after a shower - wearing only a towel around his waist, and always making sure his door is closed shut when changing. If Wooyoung ever sees those marks, it won't go down quietly.
"Hey, Yeosang?" Hongjoong calls out, as work has finished for the day, and Yeosang is about to walk out the door.
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to go out for dinner with me and the guys on Friday?" Hongjoong smiles, swinging the keys in his hand, as he joins Yeosang and they walk out the door together.
"The guys?" With a little tilt of his head, Yeosang looks questioning at the older, who instantly lights up in an embarrassed laugh.
"Ah, I'm sorry!" Hongjoong chuckles. "It's me, and Yunho and Mingi, if you remember them? The crazy Harry Potter one, and the loud one."
Yeosang forms his lips into a small circle, making an inaudible 'oh', as he yanks the strap of his shoulder bag. He remembers the two taller guys, and holds no bad feelings against any of them. But although Wooyoung had informed him that neither of them are friends with Seonghwa anymore, it stills wakes a small concern in Yeosang's head.
As the two of them walk down the street towards the bus stop, Yeosang can't stop his mind from going back to the night of the very long Harry Potty movie marathon. Despite the outcome of everything that had been the ups and downs for him and Seonghwa, that particular night was one of the best in his life. All the guys were hanging out, and it had been so cosy and nice - and by then he knew he couldn't deny his feelings any longer. He also remembers the night before, when he had broken down from all the shadows in his mind, and how Seonghwa had held him close and told him everything was going to be alright.
