𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏

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january 9th 2020

dear diary,

after yesterday, everyone ate breakfast and went home after talking for a bit.

but the whole time, i could feel san's eyes on me.

ah, i don't know how to explain it properly but here goes nothing:

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seonghwa woke up and, almost immediately, all the memories from yesterday came rushing back.

he got out of bed and used his mum's bathroom and the spare toothbrush he left in there before helping make food for eight more people than they usually have.

when seonghwa got to the kitchen, his mum sent him out straight away and told him not to cook and to wake everyone else up because food was almost ready.

first he went to wake hawon up because his room was the closest.

he opened the door and saw that he was already wake and just change changing into his clothes from yesterday.

"oh sorry," seonghwa's eyes widened and he left the room before closing the door behind him, "just come out when you're done."

all seonghwa could hear was a small chuckle and an 'alright' slip from hawon's lips before waking mingi, jongho, yunho, san and wooyoung up.

mingi, jongho and yunho easily got out of bed and helped seonghwa's mum set out the table.

soon, hawon joined them and cleaned up the area near the front door, hanging their jackets up properly and pairing up their shoes nicely.

waking up wooyoung and san, however, was not what seonghwa expected. when he entered the room, the two boys weren't clingy like how they always are. they were quiet.

"hwa! is food ready?" san spoke up, smiling genuinely.

"yeah, you guys can come and eat," seonghwa nodded.

the three boys joined everyone else on the dining table and began to eat.

"thank you for the breakfast, seonghwa's mother," hawon politely spoke.

"you're welcome. hawon, is it?" she asked, pretending not to know his name.

seonghwa knew exactly what she was trying to do. whenever someone other than san came over, she'd try to act all nice and try to get them to show some interest in her son.

"yeah. i'm ahn hawon," he replied.

seonghwa could hear her whisper "ahn seonghwa, not too bad" under her breath before lightly kicking her under the table.

"ahn- park seonghwa, don't kick me i'm your mother," she spat, causing him to redden in embarrassment and the whole table to erupt into laughter.

after eating, everyone wanted to know more about hawon.

they all sat of the sofas or on the floor and got comfortable.

"as you may know, i'm ahn hawon. i'm twenty four years old and i'm in my last year of uni. my height is 1.8m and my birthday is april 1. to make some money, i work as a bartender in the club i met you guys at yesterday," he said," anything else?"

"are you single?" san and seonghwa's mum asked at the same time.

everyone just stared at them before he answered with "no", relief on ms park's face but pain on san's.

"since we're all asking questions here," seonghwa began, glaring at his mother," let's go around in a circle and ask and answer questions."

they all agreed to his idea and began to play.

"why did you kiss hawon?" mingi smirked, earning a shove from yunho.

"i was drunk, he's hot," seonghwa bluntly answered, knowing the question was directed at him.

"jongho, where did you disappear off to last night," seonghwa asked the youngest.

"i was gonna get laid but something happened and we went home," he pouted.

"my turn," he quickly said after seeing all the shocked eyes on him," why did you go back to your room last night?"

seonghwa's heart sunk. they can't know i have a diary, he thought. but he had no choice.

"i had to get my diary. no, it's not childish, i just need to let my feelings out," seonghwa breathed out.

"anyways," he sighed, "san, are you and wooyoung dating?"

"i think we are?" san answered, looking at wooyoung for confirmation, the latter nodding.

yunho noticed seonghwa's changed in mood so he quickly saved him by telling everyone to get up and go home, even if they had to walk it.

after a lot of persuasion, they all said their goodbyes and left.

"i'm sorry. san's not the one for you," his mum said, pulling him in for a hug.

he cried into her arms and found comfort in his mum. they stayed like that for a while before she spoke.

"hawon though-"

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i hope i can get rid of my crush on hawon.

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