first. | Ateez San

Part XVI

After Seonghwa and I spent that day together, I promised him I would see him again over the weekend. We were currently laying on my couch, watching some random old movie. Suddenly, he turned the TV off and stared at me.

"So, how do you plan on getting San back?" he asked while playing with my hair.

"I don't know. I usually don't have to beg for guys to come back," I replied. 

"Well, what did you do when you and San used to fight?"

"I usually just bought him something."

"Then, go buy him something, dummy."

"I don't think it's going to be that easy." I sat up from my position and brought my knees to my face.

"What kinds of things does he like?"

I sat and thought for a moment, realizing that maybe I didn't know much about him at all.

"I guess he likes taking pictures," I answered.

"Get him a camera then," Seonghwa suggested.

"Wait, I have an idea. Can you drive me to the mall?" I asked, excitedly.

"Geez, I didn't know I was your personal chauffeur."

"Consider it a form of payment since you keep sleeping over," I scolded. He laughed then got up.

"Go get dressed then. Unless, you want me to come with you." He smirked.

"Actually, that's a good idea. You should come help me pick out an outfit since I need to look good to go see San." I smiled back.

"If you want him to forgive you, you should just show up wearing nothing."

I threw the closest pillow I had at his face.

"Fine, I'll help you," he reluctantly agreed and I got up to throw my arms around him. Afterwards, we both walked upstairs and started rummaging through my closet.

"Would it kill you to wear some color?" he questioned as he pulled out several black garments.

"Do you think he'd like that? Maybe we should go buy something then," I replied, frantic.

"I didn't know you were that in love with him," he joked. 

"Just choose something, please," I begged.

"Here." Seonghwa threw a dress at me. When I unraveled it, I realized that it was the same dress I wore on my date with San at the boardwalk.

"Wow, you have good taste," I teased.

"I only picked it so your boobs would pop out."

I ignored his comment and quickly got dressed as he continued to watch. When I finished, I turned around to face him.

"How do I look?" I asked, shyly.

"Pretty." He smiled widely. 

When we got to the mall, I told Seonghwa to leave me alone since I was too embarrassed to show him the gift I had in mind. It would take around an hour for it to finish, so I told him to meet up at the food court.

"Are you seriously not going to tell me what you got?" he asked as we sat down to eat.

"It's only meant for San."

"What's so special about him anyway?" he mocked.

"He's like you, except he actually means what he says and does," I teased.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Imagine all the good things about you without the toxicity. That's who San is."