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tw: some mentions of abuse and mild blood








yeosang breathed sharply as he skated down a familiar sidewalk. being stuck at home was getting boring, so he figured he should use his time to practice skateboarding.

the stay at home order made things weird. everything was just.. weird.

yeosang hadn't stopped thinking about what beomseok was trying to tell him back at that party. was he forced to cheat? could it have been beomseok's brother behind it? these thoughts brought up even more question, the biggest being:

why didn't beomseok even mention him having a brother before i met him? he thought.

yes, it was a long, long time ago that he'd first met beomseok. and he was definitely over everything, and was now just curious. he just wanted answers.

all of this wouldn't have happened if we didn't go to that damn party. yeosang sighed.

the boy tried to ignore the questions running through his mind as he directed himself into an empty park. skating was like his therapy, it had been for a long time.

he took a long, deep breath in, the air was still cold. things hadn't warmed up yet.

as he skated along the sidewalk, he became lost in his thoughts. his focus shifted, and he wasn't paying attention to where he was skating. he could always just use his phone to find his way home anyways.

and so, he was gone for longer than he planned to be out, without realizing it.

he wasn't in danger, just a little too far from home.

suddenly, the boy felt a cold sensation on his arm. he looked down, and realized it was a raindrop.

shit. i need to get home. he thought.

his foot roughly hit the sidewalk as he tried to skate forward as fast as possible, with more and more raindrops building up, until it was eventually raining, almost pouring.

yeosang giggled to himself while this was happening. it was exhilarating, he missed being excited like this.

but, his excitement quickly ended.

the wheels of his skateboard were met with a huge crack in the sidewalk, that had escaped yeosang's vision. without warning, his skateboard jerked backwards, causing him to fly forward, and he fell painfully into the concrete.

"o-ow..." he whined as he sat up and looked at his scratched up hands.

maybe i should've listened when mom told me to put on gear so i don't get hurt... yeosang thought, finding that his knees, elbows, hands, and chest were all equally scraped and stinging. there was also a pretty bad cut right below his knee, and it was bleeding a little bit.

he checked his pockets for his phone, then realizing that it was lying a few feet in front of him, not only cracked from the fall, but soaked in rainwater.

a long, angry groan left him as he began to stand up and retrieve his phone and skateboard.

"are you okay?" a voice suddenly asked.

yeosang froze. fuck. what the hell is he doing here.. he thought, realizing immediately that it was the same boy he was thinking about before this.

the boy stayed silent, quickly showing a thumbs up before grabbing his phone and walking to his skateboard.

"yeosang.. please let me explain."

the older's words caused yeosang to freeze again. he was so curious, and wanted to know what beomseok had been trying to tell him for so long, but.. he didn't trust him. yeosang just wanted to go home, it was pouring rain, seonghwa was probably worried sick, he just wanted to get out of there.

but instead, he just stood there. not running away, but not answering the other.

"yeosang, i.. i'm really sorry about everything. i'm sorry about hurting you, i'm sorry about fighting with you, i'm sorry about scaring you at the party... i'm really sorry."

"i-if you th-th-think this.. i-is going t-to fix.. th-things.. then y-you.. y-you're so w-wrong.."

"i'm not trying to fix things.. it already happened, you moved on, i'm not trying to get together again. i just think you deserve to know why i did that."

yeosang debated to himself for a moment.

"..fine. t-tell me q-q-quickly, or e-else i'm leav-ving.." he said angrily, without even turning around.

"yeosang, i was forced to do that to you. it was my brother, jisung.. you see, when you asked about my siblings, and i only told you that i had two sisters, that was because.. my family is split. my parents are divorced. there is my dad's side, and jisung lives with him. my sisters live with my mom. they got split custody of me, but... my dad and brother are really.. abusive. it's a weird situation.. my mom can't do anything about them. my dad is only emotionally abusive, and doesn't care, but jisung.. since he's my brother, it's just considered 'boys doing boy things' when he hurts me.. and he controls my life.. so when he developed a huge hate for you, it ruined everything... he threatened to hurt you and your older brother worse than he already did if i didn't break up with you.. i'm really sorry, yeosang. i wish i didn't listen to him." beomseok finally explained.

yeosang stayed silent. he hadn't moved a muscle.

beomseok sighed. "i understand if you don't want to forgive me, i just needed you to know why that happened.. thank you for listening to me."

"..i-is your br-brother.. still a-a-abusive?"

"mhm.. that's why i'm out here.. but i'm going off to college really soon. i'll be free from it in a few months." he responded.

the younger nodded, still not moving anywhere.

"..anyways, you should get home.. sorry about just.. dropping all of this information on you all of the sudden. again, i appreciate you listening to me. i hope things go well for you. bye, yeosang.."

yeosang slowly turned his head, seeing the desperation in the older's eyes.

he could tell he wished things weren't messed up.

"..d-do you have.. y-your phone?"

"yeah, why?.." beomseok answered and quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"w-write in y-y-your notes.. f-four.. eight.." yeosang began having the older type a phone number into his notes app. he could see his face light up with surprise and excitement as he typed the numbers.

and then, without another word, yeosang jumped onto his skateboard and left beomseok there, completely shocked at what had just happened.








"where in the world were you?" seonghwa asked.

"s-sorry.. w-went too f-f-far and.. g-got.. lost." "my poor baby, you're all soaked and scratched up.. did you fall? are you okay? let me get you dry clothes, and some bandaids..." the parent spoke as he ran around trying to get yeosang things that he needed.

yeosang nodded and giggled.














































i need to stop saying im sorry but IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING i promise i still love this book and still have ideas!!!!!! i just had a busy end of the school year and mentally draining start of summer, but i finally got this chapter out!!!

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