san and yeosang were walking in the park. they had a lot to talk about since they haven't seen each other in the last 2 weeks. not only about san's break up but also about what stupid things yeosang has done.

his best friend's stories made san laugh for the first time in this week and yeosang felt good for being able to make him laugh.

"san?" a too familiar voice called his name and he hesitated to turn back at first but still did it anyway.

"what the fuck do you want?" he said and crossed his arms. yeosang looked at the two with a somehow amused look on his face.

"can we talk?" wooyoung said and looked down at his feet. he was too embarrassed to look in san's eyes.

"we have nothing to talk about wooyoung" san said firmly and grabbed yeosang's hand in order to make him walk.

"i'm sorry!" wooyoung yelled after him and san smirked.

"for what baby? you made me open my eyes and see what an absolute bastard you are. i'm happy, you are happy, most importantly, hongjoong is happy so you don't have to be sorry" and if this wasn't the hardest thing to say...

to look the person he still loves so much in the eyes and say this things without bursting into tears. he was getting stronger with each tear that left his eyes when someone was leaving.

"i'm not happy. and i don't give a fuck about hongjoong" wooyoung said and felt his eyes becoming watery. it's not the moment to cry but hearing san saying that hit different.

"really? i could have swore you are happy and you give a fuck about hongjoong. after all you were eating his face with a purpose right?" he said and watched a tear falling from wooyoung's eye.

it felt good to see the one he thought was too indifferent and unbreakable crying in front of him. if he cried this much why wouldn't wooyoung do the same? it's his turn to spend nights crying and regretting every single thing that he has done.

but one thing that he won't regret was meeting san. he will never regret it since san managed to get him out of the hole he was in. he won't regret meeting san the way san will regret meeting him.

"i'm so sorry" wooyoung said and finally let the tears come out. it was the first time since they've met when san saw wooyoung hopeless.

san let out a sigh and came close to wooyoung. he looked him in the eyes. the eyes he loves so much but hurts to look at them. the stars in them started to fade away and more tears were falling from them.

"let's be serious, you loved me only when you wanted to. so stop apologising and leave me alone. i'm doing great without you" he said and started walking again, yeosang following him leaving wooyoung there choking in his own ocean of tears and pain.

"oh my fucking god sannie i didn't know you can be like this! i'm so proud" yeosang said amazed and san smiled sadly.

"it was legit the hardest thing i've ever done in my life" yeah saying what bothers you to the person you thought you loved and not bursting into tears was really hard.

it was wooyoung's turn now. to cry a ocean, to wander like a zombie and feel useless. it was his turn to feel like he had no place to go and feel lonely when he had thousands of people around him.

if he will be able to feel it. maybe he'll just cry now and then go back to his life with hongjoong and his other "interests".

san was getting stronger and this is most probably what made him finally say what he wanted to say. for once in his life he managed to be cold and indifferent like wooyoung.

he didn't care that the one he used to love was breaking into pieces in front of him. he didn't give a fuck about his apologies. he wanted to forget him and everything that happened between them.

"you really made him cry! i'm impressed. he always seemed unbreakable" yeosang was amazed. he always thought san was the type that never tells what bothers him especially to the people that hurt him.

for yeosang san was like an orchid, delicate and fragile. if the wind blows too rough it can break the orchid. but this time the fragile flower stayed strong, the wind didn't manage to break its delicate stem.

"guess the unbreakable is breakable. everyone has a limit. wooyoung reached it the moment he realized that you can't be with two people at the same time if they are not okay with it if you get what i mean" san sighed.

"fuck that bastard! i'm the only one who knows how many times you were crying yourself to sleep and most of the time you couldn't sleep because of him. he was never there for you. he never whipped your tears and never told you something nice. lies can be heard everywhere"

san used to have problems with sleep because of wooyoung. it was like keeping him in a good state took all the energy san had and the effect was backwards. he wasn't tired at the end of the day, he just sat in the bed watching the ceiling and thinking how can he make his crush feel better.

and the hell started when san decided to hang out with wooyoung at night instead of sleeping. smoking with him and watching the night's sky was better than trying to find a comfortable position under the blankets.

he felt better when wooyoung was hugging him, better than staying under the warm embrace of his blanket. and it was definitely better when wooyoung was sliding his tongue in his mouth when they were kissing under the moon's light.

every day after nights like that san felt useless. he was seeing the way the blonde treated hongjoong in the day time. it felt like he wasn't even part of his life and he had only hongjoong.

yeosang was there for him when he felt too depressed to go home and too sick of wooyoung. his best friend was the one that shared his bed with him and hugged him tight before sleeping in order to make the tears stop. other people were there when his ex wasn't. damn it, other people saw that something's wrong when his ex was blind.

"party on friday. at my place and no excuses. you have to get him out of your head" yeosang said firmly after some time of silence.

"he's out of my head already"

"no, he's not. not completely."

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