𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬 || sansang

2.02 Hurt

A heavy sigh forced itself to fall from his lips, as Yeosang opened the doors to Hell. The deepest, darkest circle of Hell, disguised as a perfect home furnished by the most sought after and highest paid interior designers.

He walked through the hallway, where overflowing bouquets of lilies were placed on each side, on side tables made of marble and with golden legs. The flowery scent filled up his nostrils, but it was so overwhelming that it almost made him sick. He stumbled around, aiming his exhausted and still intoxicated body towards the bedroom.

"Where have you been?" The deep voice coming from the open door to Seonghwa's home office startled Yeosang so bad that his heart began pounding in his chest.

The presence of the older rarely caused a reaction to happen, but after seeing San again Yeosang felt all of his senses being on highest alert.

"Oh, I see." Seonghwa stepped out right in front of him, instantly catching onto the two things Yeosang already knew he would notice. The smell of alcohol and another man. "Remember, the car will pick us up at 10 AM."

With that, Seonghwa disappeared into the office again, shutting the door between them and letting Yeosang off the hook easier than expected.

Undressing in the bedroom, Yeosang stared at the wedding photo by the bed, while neatly folding his clothes before putting them into the laundry basket.

Certainly there had been a time where he tried to love Seonghwa, to find the feelings he once had towards the older. Park Seonghwa was, and always had been, everything Yeosang had grown up to believe to be the perfect man. But much like Yeosang himself, the older had a very hard time getting over the Choi San thing.

"Don't be foolish, Kang..." he mumbled into the pillow, squeezing it tightly in his arms as all the all feelings he had pushed aside for so many years, began to bubble up inside of him.

He had told himself many times over the years, that whatever he had felt towards San had been nothing but a small crush - if anything at all. They had barely even had any time together, a couple of months couldn't have meant as much, as his stupid brain would like him to believe. Yeosang was certain that the memories only hurt so bad, because he was stuck in that loveless marriage with Seonghwa.

But that did not stop the tears from falling that night, much like many nights before. Although tonight, it hurt a lot more than usual.

♡

"I hereby declare the new Children's Hospital for open!"

Seonghwa was looking very handsome, in his royal blue suit, as he cut the red bow in front of the entrance to the new hospital in Gangnam, but Yeosang had his eyes elsewhere.

Next to his husband was one of the doctor's, waiting to give a speech. And that man was none other than the one Yeosang had seen the night before at San's restaurant. The tall, kind-looking man, who had made San's eyes light up.