[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...
A/N: it's time for some fun and party in this angsty story - are you guys ready? ;D The idea for this chapter popped into my mind very randomly, as pretty much every other ideas for this story. My brain just keeps messing with the ideas I had already planned out lol. But well, LET'S GO! ~
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
✦
"Where are you going?" Wooyoung looks surprised, as he opens the door to the apartment, at the same time as Yeosang is about to do the same from the inside.
"Just out?" Yeosang replies with a shrug, moving aside to let Wooyoung step inside.
The younger raises a brow, while he slowly looks back and forth between Yeosang, and San who is standing next to him - both dressed very nicely, hair styled perfectly and a subtle makeup to enhance their very best facial features.
"Together?" he then asks. "All dressed up. Without me?"
"Mhm," San smiles, grabbing his jacket from the hanger on the wall. "Don't wait up!"
Seeing the confusion on the blonde's face, makes Yeosang question if he in fact was aware of his other two friends not getting along. But in the end, Wooyoung did make the wise choice of pretending everything was fine - feeding into it would only have caused more trouble.
The evening breeze outside feels lovely, after spending all day in bed with a hangover hammering through his head. He woke up earlier with way too many things running around in circles in his mind - from the news about Seonghwa's divorce, to his drunk decision of kissing San.
But the latter doesn't seem to bother him that much anymore, and it somehow made them finally bury the hatchet - although the new friendship still needs time and cautious steps from both sides. And the event they're suddenly on their way to, together, may be far from that.
"You sure you want to do this?" Yeosang asks, looking over his shoulder at San, while they're trying to catch a cab from the side of the road.
"Yeah, pretty sure," the younger replies, nodding his head. "I need to get out more. Won't find Mr. Perfect if I slump around the apartment everyday."
Yeosang nods back, not quite sure how much he wants to do it himself though. The idea sounded good in his head an hour ago, while they talked things over and San apologized for the hurtful things he said at their last fight - but now, Yeosang feels more like staying in bed for the night.
San has recently made an article on interior design for a major interior magazine, and has therefore been invited to some big, fancy party tonight. Apparently he never even considered going, as he was too stuck in the same loop of playing boardgames with Wooyoung, while hoping he would love him back. But something seems to have woken a spark inside of him now, and San is more than ready to get out there - and meet a man.
And free food and drinks is something Yeosang couldn't really decline - and maybe some cute guys will be there too. Even if he had just decided not to look so desperately for love anymore, it doesn't hurt just to look at guys. Especially not, if they're really cute.
