Bartender | Seongsang

Part 4

➷ Yeosang ➷

It was now thursday, also the day before they were set to leave for the beach house. Yeosang wanted to invite Seonghwa but he felt so ashamed facing him again.

He wasn't quite ready to trust him yet, but it was better than being a third wheel.

He was currently pacing back and forth on the porch of the address Ryujin gave him. He was trying to calm his breathing before he actually knocked.

"Excuse me? Who are you?"

Yeosang jumped.

"O-oh. Hi. I'm Kang Yeosang. Does Seonghwa live here by any chance?" Yeosang asked.

"Ah. You're the guy he doesn't shut up about." The stranger leans against the door frame. "Yeah, he's upstairs. Come inside."

Yeosang entered the house as who he assumed was his roommate went to get Seonghwa.

The roommate came back with a smile.

"He'll be downstairs in a minute." He said.

Yeosang waited by the entrance patiently.

A moment later Seonghwa came downstairs, looking like he was ready to shoot a movie.

"Yeosang. What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I feel horrible for the way I acted outside the bar. So as a peace offering, my friend and his boyfriend are going to their beach house this weekend and they invited me. So I came to invite you. But if you've already made plans you really don't-"

"-No!" Seonghwa exclaimed. Yeosangs eyes widened a bit. Seonghwa cleared his throat. "I mean yes. I'll go."

"Perfect. So just stop by my house and we'll go from there. We leave tomorrow at 2pm." Yeosang smiled.

"Thank you. For inviting me I mean." Seonghwa said.

"Don't thank me. It's the least I could do." Yeosang waved him off. "I'll see you tomorrow, then."

"Yeah. Tomorrow." Seonghwa nodded his head.

Yeosang got back into his car and drove to Wooyoungs house.

Much to his surprise San opened the door.

"Hey. Where's Wooyoung?" Yeosang asked.

"Getting dressed." San answered.

Yeosangs eyes widened for the second time that day.

"Wipe that look off your face, he took a shower." San playfully rolled his eyes.

Yeosang sighed in relief as he entered the house.

"So I heard you're bringing your boyfriend to the beach with us." San said, offering Yeosang a beer.

Yeosang shook his head as a 'no thanks'.

"First of all, he's not my boyfriend. Second of all, yes. You better be nice." Yeosang pointed his finger at San's chest.

San put on a look of offense.

"I'm always nice. I don't know what you mean." San played innocent.

"Oh really? The last time I invited someone to the beach house you made him cry." Yeosang raised an eyebrow.

"Okay that was one time and it was only because he was getting handsy." San quickly defended himself.

"We were playing twister." Yeosang said.

"Whatever. He still deserved it." San shrugged, turning away from Yeosang.