Let It Go - James Bay
Water Under The Bridge - Adele
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He inhales deeply the cigarette between his lips, staring up at the sky with a dead look in his eyes. It's not like he means to not carry any type of emotions at all as he stares at the stars, but he just..... Doesn't feel anything.
The night tonight feels peaceful, nearly calm. It's almost as though the world was just in favor of this moment alone, freezing down everything just to only focus on this.
This peaceful and quiet moment as Yeosang just waits.
With every puff of smoke he exhales, he feels more of his body relax from it's stress that he carries a few moments ago in the apartment. Seeing Jimin much more calmer before he left was a relief for him to be able to do what he was going to do now.
No one knew where he was at the moment.
And he prefers keeping it this way.
He has to do this alone.
Suddenly a body sits beside him on the bench he's sitting on, giving Yeosang that familiar scent of lavender to fill his nostrols.
A scent he use to be addicted to, that now feels like acid purring down his throat.
"I'm here," The other spoke, voice equally as gentle as the smoke oozing out Yeosang's lips, "What do you want?"
It took a lot for the Yeosang to be able to gather his thoughts now since it all flew away the second he opened his mouth, but after another drag of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground to crush it with his foot, he turns his head to look at the other male beside him.
He's changed..... A lot.
Not that same fifteen year old kid he use to date back home. His facial features are more defined now and his body structure is more formally built; back straight, head high, legs crossed, almost as though he was in a strict school and the teacher would scold at him sitting improperly.
Other than that, Hwanwoong is definitely not that little boy that Yeosang use to be head over heels for, but is growing up past that.
He's looks beautiful.
It's almost as though Hwanwoong sensed his staring because he turns his eyes to look back at him, showing the emotionless gaze behind the crystal orbs. For a moment they stayed like this, not saying anything more, more so because Yeosang has no idea what to say.
He knows this is something he has to do.
To be able to.... Move on.
So Yeosang let's out a heavy sigh and meets his gaze, "I want to..... Talk about.... What happened-"
"What is there to talk about?" Hwanwoong scoffs instantly, moving his eyes ahead to look at the park they're in, "I was a silly kid, thought I was in love with a gangster badass. So pathetic of me."
Oh he wants to get snappy already?
Bet.
Now this made Yeosang get defensive, making him sit up, "You never told me you were in Segas at all! Let alone your family ran it-"
"Because I knew you would leave me!" Hwanwoong explodes loudly, moving his angry eyes towards him, "And I was right."
Oh this fired him up, badly.
"I left you?" Yeosang chokes, turning his whole body towards him, "You called the cops on me you little snitch!"
"AND YOU WARNED YOUR FAMILY ABOUT SEGAS!" He fires back equally as angry, "Your ass deserved to be arrested for even being associated to those people."
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