Let It Go - James Bay

Water Under The Bridge - Adele

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He inhales deeply the cigarette between his lips, staring up at the sky with a dead look in his eyes. It's not like he means to not carry any type of emotions at all as he stares at the stars, but he just..... Doesn't feel anything.

The night tonight feels peaceful, nearly calm. It's almost as though the world was just in favor of this moment alone, freezing down everything just to only focus on this.

This peaceful and quiet moment as Yeosang just waits.

With every puff of smoke he exhales, he feels more of his body relax from it's stress that he carries a few moments ago in the apartment. Seeing Jimin much more calmer before he left was a relief for him to be able to do what he was going to do now.

No one knew where he was at the moment.

And he prefers keeping it this way.

He has to do this alone.

Suddenly a body sits beside him on the bench he's sitting on, giving Yeosang that familiar scent of lavender to fill his nostrols.

A scent he use to be addicted to, that now feels like acid purring down his throat.

"I'm here," The other spoke, voice equally as gentle as the smoke oozing out Yeosang's lips, "What do you want?"

It took a lot for the Yeosang to be able to gather his thoughts now since it all flew away the second he opened his mouth, but after another drag of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground to crush it with his foot, he turns his head to look at the other male beside him.

He's changed..... A lot.

Not that same fifteen year old kid he use to date back home. His facial features are more defined now and his body structure is more formally built; back straight, head high, legs crossed, almost as though he was in a strict school and the teacher would scold at him sitting improperly.

Other than that, Hwanwoong is definitely not that little boy that Yeosang use to be head over heels for, but is growing up past that.

He's looks beautiful.

It's almost as though Hwanwoong sensed his staring because he turns his eyes to look back at him, showing the emotionless gaze behind the crystal orbs. For a moment they stayed like this, not saying anything more, more so because Yeosang has no idea what to say.

He knows this is something he has to do.

To be able to.... Move on.

So Yeosang let's out a heavy sigh and meets his gaze, "I want to..... Talk about.... What happened-"

"What is there to talk about?" Hwanwoong scoffs instantly, moving his eyes ahead to look at the park they're in, "I was a silly kid, thought I was in love with a gangster badass. So pathetic of me."

Oh he wants to get snappy already?

Bet.

Now this made Yeosang get defensive, making him sit up, "You never told me you were in Segas at all! Let alone your family ran it-"

"Because I knew you would leave me!" Hwanwoong explodes loudly, moving his angry eyes towards him, "And I was right."

Oh this fired him up, badly.

"I left you?" Yeosang chokes, turning his whole body towards him, "You called the cops on me you little snitch!"

"AND YOU WARNED YOUR FAMILY ABOUT SEGAS!" He fires back equally as angry, "Your ass deserved to be arrested for even being associated to those people."

Yeosang's teeth grinds against each other, eyes now flared up in rage, "Watch your fucking tongue before I slice it off myself! Those people are my family! I told them about you after the cops fucking arrived to take me away!"

This infuriated the smaller male of the two, who shoots up to is feet, "You know what? Fuck this, I'm not dealing with this conversation."

Why does that look so familiar-

Oh the irony to that action made Yeosang bark a laugh, forcing Hwanwoong to look at him with his own murderous glare.

That didn't stop Yeosang from his amused laughter, who lets out a scoff to him, "You definitely are related to Taehyung, both have the same fucking tendency to walk away!"

It all happened so fast when Hwanwoong suddenly pulls out a pocket knife and pins it to his neck, hard, his eyes now is dark as the night sky with his teeth snarling in complete rage like a rabid animal.

"You will not compare me to him," He growls murderously, "I just find it difficult to stay in this irrelevant conversation with you!"

He really wants to play like that huh?

Silly boy.

Yeosang rolls his eyes before grabbing his wrist that's pinning the knife, spinning him around to press it against his own neck while his back is pinned to Yeosang's chest.

Hwanwoong was not ready for that.

"Aw look at us," Yeosang coes sarcastically, running the side of his face down the trembling's boy's side of his, "Remember when we use to hold each other like this?"

It all happened so fast when Yeosang is suddenly flying to the floor, a knee pressed down to his chest with a forearm pressed to his neck and the knife now pinned where his heart is. The other boy chuckles drily from above him, shaking his head.

"I prefer it like this a little more," He purrs, leaning down to his face, "What is it that you want Yeosang?"

He'll admit.... Hwanwoong has gotten very skilled with his self defense in the last two years, but is Yeosang really one to be easily defeated?

So with quick speed he slaps the knife out of his hands, letting it slide away from them before yanking the boy down to him, flipping them around and pinning his wrists over his head, smirking deviously down at his annoyed expression.

"Would you believe me if I said I wanted to apologize?"

"Fuck off."

Ouch, my poor heart.

Yeosang sighs heavily, shaking his head, "Didn't think so," He murmurs and looks back down at him, slightly frowning to Jimin's words of advice to seek closure running through his head.

He's doing this to move on.

To be free of this past.

In order to move forward to his future, which is only sole focusing on Jimin and his family.

This is what he needs.

So he slowly gets off of Hwanwoong, only sitting on the pavement of the lonesome park they're in as he moves his eyes to the path way up ahead of the emptiness area, "I was upset for a while, you know?.....With what happened between us, believe it or not."

Hwanwoong didn't say anything, only slowly sits up as well, refusing to look at him but let's him continue.

They knew how to give each other the space to speak.

"We had something cute and nice," Yeosang chuckles quietly to the memories, moving his eyes to look down to the ground, "Then it just got divided so easily with one simple thing...... It haunts me a lot you know? Remembering how you were the last time I say you..... I hated seeing you so beaten up yet still have the audacity to throw me into the pond."

"You deserved it," Hwanwoong huffs back annoyedly, "We promised we would be honest with each out, yet you lied to me."

Yeosang furrows his eyebrows and looks at him, "I have never lied to you Hwanwoong," He says sternly but still gentle, "I just didn't tell you about this, about my family, that's not lying. You lied to me saying that you go to a boarding school and that I couldn't even visit you because they didn't allow anyone to be there from outside."

He couldn't argue to that.

Hwanwoong made up that lie just to keep himself hidden, that's obvious.

However he did defend himself, "What did you want me to say? Huh?" He questions, meeting his eyes, "Oh yeah I'm one of the heirs of the Segas gang, which is a branch to a big mafia that my mother is in charge of! Yay so exciting!"

This only made Yeosang roll his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, "Then you shouldn't have even gone near me in the first place!"

"I did it because I liked you," Hwanwoong mutters bitterly back, looking up at the sky with his deep frown, "I thought you were just a regular kid."

Yeosang snorts a dry chuckle to this, looking up at the night sky as well, "So did I."

They stayed in this silence for a moment, neither of them saying a word to each other. It almost felt peaceful if it wasn't for the clear tension between them.

It's insane thinking they would be like this again. Never was Yeosang expecting to see the other boy again after that day. He can't describe if he's anxious or just panicked.

Especially since they ended up on such bad terms.

However they knew this is something they need to get off their chests, fo finally be able to face each other after so long.

To give each other that closure they needed.

So through the silence, Hwanwoong began to find it in him to relax, letting the memory play in his head before fluttering his eyes close, "I'm..... I'm sorry for what I did to you."

For a second Yeosang strongly believed he was hallucinating the words, believing that the cigarettes probably did something fucked up to his head already. However when he looked over, Hwanwoong was already looking at him with tears glistening his eyes, that he desperately tried to hold back.

Now this swayed a sensitive nerve in Yeosang's heart, one that was twitched with unease and sympathy, "I'm sorry too," He whispers, fiddling with his own hands, "We hurt each other a lot, and I hope you know that have nothing against you as of today. I hope we can continue to the future without our past being a problem, hopefully at one point be able to forgive each other for how we acted."

And he means that.

He really did.

So they both can be free.

Hwanwoong blinks, sinking in the words but it only fluttered tears to slide down his cheek. So he takes a heavy breath and nods, "I hope so too.... I don't have anything against you either and.... I wish you the best in the future."

It stung like a bitch seeing him cry. Sure Yeosang doesn't do good with emotional people, maybe that's why he feels so uncomfortable now, but seeing it from someone that he use to feel the stupid little kid butterflies in his chest just sticks onto another level.

Can he...... Not cry?

Okay, Yeosang is being a tad emotionless. They're in a sensitive topic now and although he does feel emotional too, he's not going to demonstrate that.

But.... He can demonstrate a bit of.... Kindness?

So with a small frown he reaches over to Hwanwoong's face and wipes his tears away with both of his hands, seeing the glimmering glass of his eyes reflection back to Yeosang, who is having a hard being able to look away.

"Please.... Don't cry," He says quietly, not realizing quick enough how the other was already leaning to his face, "I don't do well seeing people cry."

Hwanwoong gulps thickly and glances down to his lips, "Yeah, you were always terrible at comforting people."

What what-

Before Yeosang could even say a snarky remark to that, Hwanwoong grabs his face and suddenly presses their lips together.

Wow he was definitely not expecting this, at all.

Yeosang's should body complete froze for a long moment, trying to grasp what the fuck is actually happening right now, but the second Hwanwoong moved his lips it almost as though his heart burned, painfully, so he pulled back and scrambles to his feet.

Not happening. This is not going to happen.

Not again.

"No, we are not doing this," Yeosang says firmly eying carefully as Hwanwoong gets to his feet, wearing a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Do you not want me anymore?" He whispers quietly, taking more steps towards him, "Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to get over you? To still get over you? I can't help it okay! Two years apart, I see you, what do you expect? My feelings to disappear?"

This is not happening.

This has to be a dream.

Yeosang has to be dreaming right now and not the good kind.

He looks at the boy, not being able to shake off a certain off feeling in his chest, "We can't do this Hwanwoong," He says quietly, almost pleading, "We are just going to hurt each other."

"No we're not," The other continues to urge, now cupping his cheeks so he can look at him, "We are older and mature now. You're here in Seoul and so am I, we can try to make it-"

"I love somebody else!"

There it was.

What set it off completely.

The cold hearted brutal reality.

A reality he can't escape from anymore.

The second those words came past his lips, Yeosang instantly was filled with shock to what the fuck he just said, unsure from where the fuck that came from.

Love somebody?

Is he even capable of loving anyone in general?

What him and Hwanwoong had was more of a emotional bond than it was love.

Who is Yeosang to determine what is love if he never experienced it before, besides with his siblings?

Many sudden thoughts of Jimin cruised through his mind like a storm, picturing the times he's caught him in his mental breakdowns because of how hurt he is of his horrid relationship, or his smile when he began to use it more often. Small moments of trust they would exchange that between each other that didn't just happen from one moment to another, but within time.

Just as Jimin slowly began to heal from his trauma, so did Yeosang's heart began to be filled with compassion.

That's..... An odd emotion as it is.

He doesn't do compassion..... Or maybe he just hides it with his stubbornness?

All he knows is that his moments with Jimin as so precious and valuable, and Jimin's suicide attempt just rattled Yeosang to his own emotions for him; facing the reality of them before his eyes.

A small sniff suddenly catches his attention, snapping his eyes to see Hwanwoong staring at him, more tears in his eyes with his nose now red and stuffy.

Yet he didn't look surprised, more so.... As though he expected it.

"It's that guy from the apartment right? Jimin is it?"

Yeosang couldn't say anything, especially as the cold hearted truth just slapped him across the face all so suddenly like that. He wasn't even ready for that truth yet.

Sure him and Jimin have their own connection and it's beautiful, but would it be love?

He did say it and it didn't just come from anywhere....

And he was thinking about Jimin..... When he did say it...

However this sudden need to protect the fragile man overcame Yeosang's better judgement, now crossing his arms as he looks at the other boy, "That is my business to share or not," He say firmly, fighting back the way his heart intensely warmed up like fire in his chest.

Maybe..... Just maybe.....

Perhaps it is love..... But he doesn't want to confuse love and a unique, so he has to give it more time.

Hwanwoong suddenly perks a slow smile on his lips to his words, shoving his hands inside the pocket of his hoodie, "So in love, how cute," He snorts sarcastically, "How's my brother doing by the way? Doesn't get cravings?"

There's something odd about the way he said those words, and it only itched Yeosang's skin by how uncomfortable the tone was.

The sudden topic change was very sudden....

"No, he's been..... Decent," Yeosang huffs back, narrowing his eyes, "What? Miss him?"

Now Hwanwoong barks back a laugh, "Maybe a little, he's my brother after all," And he suddenly leans to Yeosang's face, "Haven't told your pretty brother that Taehyung's part of the enemy gang now didn't you? Jungkook's must still be with him for a reason, hm? The reason being is that he doesn't know."

This visibly made Yeosang snarl his face in aggravation to this, "I will not let my brother commit the same mistakes that we did," He huffs snakily, "If he wants to go be buddies with your brother, I won't stop him. He's here for a new start, so is your brother. Our home rivalry shouldn't be involved, even though it pisses me the fuck off."

Yeosang has mentioned before is a very observant male. He loves to know detail by detail everything in his surroundings to the last bits.

That's why he never liked Taehyung in the first place.

And the confirmation of that was also when he saw Hwangwoong in his apartment.

No, not only because he sensed that he was trouble, but because the trouble was marked on him.

No one would notice the snake tattoo on his neck, right to the back that's covered by his mess of hair. The dark shades is easily concealed to make it look like anything but a snake, but because of Yeosang's experience with meddling with the enemy, he recognizes that tattoo perfectly well.

The Segas mark.

Of course he was going to snitch to Jungkook many times before about it, but then realized that he's not about to put anyone in that position he was in a long time ago.

His brother for once seemed so happy with Taehyung, besides the fighting, and as much as Yeosang hates to admit it.... Taehyung seems to glow in happiness around Jungkook too and it makes him...... Feel...... Tolerable?

Who is Yeosang to try to ruin his brother's happiness like that? Sure he may not like Taehyung for this reason, but if the man wants to start new as well, who is he to bring up the past that he himself is running from too?

That's why he never uttered a word but always kept an eye on him, just to be sure.

Taehyung wants a new start, Yeosang won't sabotage it.

Hwanwoong snickers drily to his words, craning his head back before walking away, "My brother may be soft and he may look like any regular person with his own troublesome acts, but don't be fooled, he's not an idiot," he says lowly and walks down the pavement, "Enjoy the ride Yeosang, things are about to grow much more fun from here on out."

And so Hwanwoong left him alone, leaving Yeosang to his own whirling thoughts in this chilly December night.

If only he knew how true Hwanwoong's words were, he would've prepared his heart much more tough for the storm that's about to come before the spring day.

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A/N:
Hello lovelies

So I want to say that this will be the last update in write for now. I just need a few days to cool down. Last night while going through chapters 72 & 73, I got a lot of moments where I had panic attacks and it was a very long night for me with no sleep. I don't feel very emotionally stable writing for this story at the moment, but it won't mean I will discontinue it or stop writing on it.

I just need a few days to..... Collect myself together again.

I hope that's okay with everyone and I'm so sorry for this being so sudden. I know many of you are so excited with this book and I am too, but I just need this time for myself to get my head together again.

Thank you all so much for your love and support!!

I PURPLE YOU SO MUCH AND I'LL BE BACK!! <33