𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 • 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

15. He's a Rich Man

Yeosang slid Seonghwa's phone into his back pocket before speeding back down the street to the cafe.

He immediately went inside and breathed huge sigh of relief when he found his phone untouched on the booth seat he had been sitting in not long ago.

Yeosang walked back out of the cafe, but before he left the vicinity completely he eyed his coffee with his name on it, sitting in the exact same position he had left in only moments earlier, and better yet the same couple were still sitting at the table which meant no one other than them would have touched it right?

Yeosang didn't want to be wasteful, it's not like he was pulling it out of the trash and he did buy it after all so he quickly and awkwardly grabbed it off the table earning confused faces from the couple.

Yeosang apologised and then sped off once more hoping he didn't look like a complete idiot even though that exactly was what he was.

After this morning's events Yeosang headed straight to Precious Inc. a cool little fashion and skate shop in an underground store in the city to which he worked at. It was about a 15 minute walk from the cafe so by the time he arrived he had just about finished his coffee and he dumped his empty cup in the trash outside before heading down.

He tried to clear his conscious and focus on assisting customers, and tending to stock on shelves but he couldn't help but think of Seonghwa.

Seonghwa said he wanted and missed him, that he had taken things too far when he had left the country, but Yeosang was struggling to process this. It wasn't Seonghwa's fault, it was his own and it bothered him that the older was blaming himself. Yeosang needed to see Seonghwa again, to make sense of things.

Twilight Star, the name of Seonghwa's business phone, was that the name of the company he worked at? If so, Yeosang had never heard of that company before did they sell clothes? Make electronics? Do something businessy?

Seonghwa was clearly in a much better position in life now, so how was it that he came have a job that clearly was very high paying, and that allowed him to afford such luxuries as nice clothes and more than one phone? What had happened that had changed him so much?what sort of life did Seonghwa live now and why did he want Yeosang to be part of that?

Yeosang was desperate for a text message or call to come through on Seonghwa's phone. Seonghwa obviously wanted to see him again, he want to chat, Yeosang just wanted to know when he could see him, when they could chat.

Yeosang kept Seonghwa's phone in his back pocket, occasionally checking the phone at any point he could get. Yeosang was just thankful that his boss was chill enough to let him do this because he was sure if he was working anywhere else and with the amount of times he was checking Seonghwa's phone, that he'd probably get fired.

It was strange having Seonghwa's phone to begin with, knowing that it was Seonghwa's, and it was funny to know that it was one of two phones he now had. Especially considering the only phone Seonghwa used to own were his old Nokia and the phone to which Yeosang had gifted him.

Yeosang also spent an unhealthy amount of time over lunch staring at Seonghwa's lock screen and home screen which were both pictures of a fluffy grey and white cat, and he also became quite nosy as he looked through Seonghwa's photos as he tried to understand Seonghwa now.

His snooping didn't entirely prove useful though, 90% of his pictures were of the exact same cat as his background and the other 10% were just various shots of the sky, beverages and food; typical photos you would find on one of those aesthetic accounts.

Yeosang wasn't gain enough to open any of Seonghwa's social media, or any of his apps for that fact, it just didn't seem right, Yeosang may have been snooping more than he should but he knew when to pull on the brakes.

The day soon passed by and still Yeosang hadn't heard anything from Seonghwa. Yeosang just assumed that the older was probably still tied up at work, any person who had two phones and who wore a suit as fine as Seonghwa's had to be a busy person.

Yeosang quickly went to the staff room at the end of his shift and grabbed his bag, he said goodbye to his boss and co-workers and made his way out of the store.

Not even 10 paces down the street Seonghwa's phone started buzzing.

Yeosang had a heart attack wondering who was calling. What if it wasn't Seonghwa but someone else the older knew. Seonghwa had said not to pick up unless it came from his business phone, but what if it kept ringing? Should he answer it?

Thankfully when Yeosang looked at the screen and read Twilight Star he let out a sigh of relief and answered the call.

"You done with work princess??"

Yeosang choked, "Y-yes . .". Wait, did Seonghwa just say work? How did he know he was at work? "Wait how did you know I was at work?" Yeosang then said, voicing his thoughts out loud.

Seonghwa didn't hesitate to answer, "GPS tracking updates"

"G P what???? You're tracking me? How??"That kind of sounded stalker-ish, when did Seonghwa put a tracking device on him? He's undeniably a rich man now.

"You have my phone, its linked with my business phone, when the two phones are separated I get updates on where it is from an app I have"

The reasoning behind Seonghwa being able to track him made sense but it didn't make the whole situation any better. Does that mean that Seonghwa has been monitoring his location all day?

"You've been tracking me?" Yeosang muttered in disbelief more so to himself this time.

"Yes Yeosang I'm tracking you, well actually not really tracking since you've been buzzing around the same location all day. You work at a skate shop?"

"Y-yes I do" Yeosang said.

Seonghwa cleared his throat "Cool . .Well anyway, you're definitely done for the day yes?"

"I am" Yeosang answered; Seonghwa was making him nervous.

"Good. I'm just sending you an address now, it's actually not too far from where you are, should take you 10 minutes to get here. I'll see you soon princess"

With that the phone line went silent. Seonghwa had ended the call.

Sure enough a moment after the call ended a message popped through on the phone with a link to an address. The address led to a residential apartment building, was this where Seonghwa lived?

Why did this whole situation seem wrong though? With Seonghwa's new personality in mind Yeosang felt like he should be worried, he trusted Seonghwa in the past, but for some reason Yeosang couldn't find it in his heart to completely trust him now.

Part of him was wondering whether Seonghwa was just messing with him as some sort of revenge scheme, that maybe he'd go to this place only to have his heart crushed. Was Seonghwa that savage? Yeosang didn't know anymore.

Yeosang practiced some deep breathing exercises to try and soothe his mind.

Everything about Seonghwa just didn't sit right, and he hated that he felt this way. Was he being too cautious? Was he over thinking things? He felt like he was betraying the feelings in his heart by not trusting Seonghwa and whatever was happening.

"You love him, it's just been a while you're over thinking things" Yeosang told himself.

Yeosang slapped his cheeks and manned up, he wouldn't know whether Seonghwa was good or bad until he saw him in person; only when they were face to face would he know what Seonghwa was like now.

Yeosang pointed himself in the right direction, and off he went hoping that when he saw Seonghwa everything would make sense and he'd realise how much of an idiot he'd been, or maybe he'd finally face the punishment he felt he deserved.

A/n Is Seonghwa good or bad?🧐