𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 || seongsang

XXVII

It had been more than a week since I'd seen Seonghwa.

No, Seonghwa wasn't avoiding me. It was the other way around actually. Ever since that day when I'd given Seonghwa the letter and he had been romancing with Hongjoong, I just couldn't face Seonghwa.

I know I was being stupid and only hurting myself and confusing Seonghwa, but I can't help it. I'm insecure. I know that Hongjoong is far better than me. He makes Seonghwa laugh, and he has gotten closer to Seonghwa than I ever have. Bot physically and emotionally.

Hongkong is better in every way, and Seonghwa already has him. As a lover, and as a friend. Why would he need me then? As a friend even?

I trust Seonghwa. I trust Seonghwa with my secrets. But he is not my boyfriend so I can't help if he falls for someone else. And it's the charismatic Mullet boy who I don't trust.

I know Seonghwa says I fascinate him, just because he wants to mele me feel less bad about myself. Special kiss perks. But I hate the special treatment.

But somehow, I can't deny that whatever Seonghwa says he likes about me, never feels like he forces it. He always seems genuine. And I miss that.

God, I miss Seonghwa so much.

Why am I doing this? Torturing my self? Because I'm an idiot.

I was waiting for Seonghwa to come apologize to me? Wow, how deluded am I? Why would he even care? I'm just a little kid throwing a tantrum.

Yes, I seem like I'm bipolar, right?

But that's what Park Seonghwa does to my teenage hormonal emotions.

I was lying in bed right now, staring at the boring grey ceiling. I was skipping my classes saying I was feeling ill, and thank God that was an easily accepted excuse around here.

Wooyoung had tried to get me out of our room multiple times, but I refused. He even threatened that he'll stop bringing me food, because that threat always worked, but not this time.

Wooyoung understood that I would most likely stare myself, so he did bring me for like the sweet lad he is.

I hated this. I hated warring Wooyound and San. I hated worrying Seonghwa... who knows if he did actually worry about me. I was too scared to ask Wooyoung to tell me, and neither did he inform me on any Seonghwa-news.

Wooyoung was actually not talking to me since then, saying that I was being stupid, letting my insecurities get to me and not standing up for myself.

But I'm sorry Wooyoung. I'm sorry that I'm not as confident as you are.

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I slowly woke up as someone was shaking me softly. I cracked my eyes open to be met with a frowning Wooyoung.

I sat up straight in bed. That was the first time in three days Wooyoung had looked me in the eyes.

"He is worrying about you", Wooyoung signed.

My frown deepened. Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

"Seonghwa! He's worried sick about you! He always looked to our table everyday, but would then mope around when you weren't there!", Wooyoung signed, his eyes hard as he stared at me disapprovingly.

"I doubt it! He doesn't care. I din't come out of here for a week and he din't care. Why would he?", I signed bitterly as I harshly bit on my lower lip.

Wooyoung threw is hands up in exasperation.

"Enough of this self pity! Seonghwa likes you, okay? He actually sees the good in you and doesn't see you as a kid. Open your eyes Yeosang!", Wooyoung signed, and then threw a folded paper in my lap.

I frowned in confusion as I unfolded the notebook paper, my heart threatening to leap out of my chest as my eyes took in the vaguely familiar penmanship.

I looked back up at my best friend for an explanation.

"That's the letter Seonghwa gave to me to give you. Said it'll explain everything", Wooyoung signed, eyes turning soft. I looked down and read a few lines from Seonghwa's letter, my eyes already watering because of this perfect man.

Why was I so fucking stupid as to try to push him away just because of a misconception and my insecurity?

"You're really amazing guy, Yeosang. And Seonghwa sees that too. He is a gem. And something can happen between you guys. Don't push him away because of your insecurities. Don't think like a teenager here", Wooyoung told me what I wanted to hear, and I nodded in agreement, as Wooyoung sat down next to me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry", I mouthed, sniffling. Wooyoung smiled softly as he wiped my tears.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to the guy who is worried sick about you and doesn't even know why he is so worried about the adorable shy guy", Wooyoung signed, then tutted like an old wise man observing young love.

"And I forgive you, by the way. I was mat at you for not seeing how much you need Seonghwa in your like and stupidly pushing him away. Took you eight days, but I'm so happy you finally figured it out", Wooyoung signed, then kissed me on the cheek.

I smiled, my heart feeling whole again as I had my best friend back.

"You'll be joining me and San at lunch tomorrow?", Wooyoung asked hopefully, and I nodded firmly. Definitely. I wasn't going to make the mistake of ignoring Seonghwa again. Not ever.

As Wooyoung then skipped outside to probably annoy San in his own room, I started to read and re-read Seonghwa's letter to me, my smile hurting my cheeks.

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I am so terribly sorry for this one taking FOREVER to get out, but I hope this chapter is worth the wait! Updates may be slow because of university, but I'll try my best, lovelies!

Seonghwa's letter aka Seonghwa's pov is the next one!!!

Please let me know what you think of this chapter, lovelies! I hope it's not boring ˘˘˘

Be safe, and thank you!