𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘. (𝗐𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗇) ✓

✦roses✦

san was sitting on a bench in his aunt's garden admiring the different types of roses. crimson red, light red, pink, white, yellow, orange, every single one was beautiful.

they were dancing together with the wind and some raindrops from yesterday's thunderstorm were falling on the damp ground. some of their petals started to fall since their season came to an end but that didn't stop them to look solemn. even tho they were dying they still had that charm.

the crimson red ones were the only ones alive and san's favorites. it's like they knew san liked them that much and decided to live one more month just for him to see them.

their vibrant color looked even more beautiful in combination with some gray clouds and the green and yellow of the trees. his aunt's garden was a glorious place. like a fairy land but more realistic.

birds were singing in the trees, flowers were dancing, the grass was a beautiful green yet they were dying. you can be extremely beautiful but that doesn't mean there won't be something that will make you feel insignificant.

something that can make you feel useless, like you are not worth it. it makes you feel like you want to die but you have to stay in order to make the ones weaker stronger.

you can collapse inside but on the outside you have to be the most beautiful and have the brightest smile. people don't seem to understand what is going on with you and that's why it is better to show them that you are unbreakable.

like the crimson red roses. autum is much stronger than them and it's nearby. all the plants are starting to die except them. they are still intact and have the most beautiful dance in all the garden.

they are the most alluring and that's why they have to live a little longer. but they will die on the outside as well as the inside when the first cold autum rain will start falling on their delicate petals.

san's tea was cold now but he still enjoyed it. his mom was to pick up a package for his aunt since she was sick. when she'll come back they will leave. he got to see what he liked so much one last time before it dies.

usually he'd compare this dying garden with his soul but now it was different. his soul was the one alive and bright and the garden in the middle of falling apart.

he smiled to himself at the thought of the one he adored that much and stood up from the bench. he went inside to see if his aunt needed something when he found her asleep.

he put a blue blanket on her and picked up his phone to see if he can find something interesting.

yeosang sent him a message just then and when he saw what his friend had to say he froze.

"hey dude wooyoung is your bf right? well idk what to belive. is he cheating on you or this guy?"

yeosang then send a photo with hongjoong and wooyoung that were kissing in a restaurant.

"is this like a bro kiss but you are his bf or...i don't understand. please don't have a mental breakdown"

san closed his phone and put it back on the table from where he picked it up first. he went in the garden and tried his best not to let the tears start rolling on his cheeks like a river but failed.

it was too beautiful to be true after all. he should have known that this will happen and if he gets too attached to wooyoung again. scars after scars and regrets after regrets. his heart was an open wound that bleeds more day by day and with every touch it hurts even more.

what he couldn't understand was why wooyoung spent a full week with him. everything was getting better but here he is now, crying on a bench in a garden.

he looked at the roses again. they were standing, not even a single petal missing. red and beautiful and their smell could be felt in all the garden.

they were so strong and even tho it was getting cold outside they didn't care. they had to be strong so the new ones would be even more beautiful the next year. they were an example that things will get better.

why he couldn't be like the flowers he loved the most? strong, beautiful and indifferent. well he couldn't be indifferent, he couldn't just let wooyoung jobless.

and not even strong. there is too much pain in his heart for him to be strong. those days when he could keep his tears in and get past the pain ended.

he stopped crying when he heard his phone. he went inside to see who it was and as if it wasn't enough that wooyoung had a date with hongjoong he was calling now.

san thought a second before answering if it is a good idea or not but did anyway and when he heard how happy wooyoung was-most probably because of his date-he was about to start crying again.

"i'm listening. what happened?" san said serious and wooyoung let out a frustrated sigh.

"come on why are you mad now? i'm sure i didn't call in a wrong moment"

"yeah whatever"

"i got a surprise for you! when are you coming back?"

"a surprise? you and hongjoong are official now or what?" even tho san couldn't see it he was sure that the smile on wooyoung's face disappeared. it took him all the strength in his body to say it and not end up crying again.

"how did you know?" wooyoung said disappointed and another hot tear rolled on san's cheek.

"i have my ways...so we meet to celebrate that you and hongjoong are a couple even tho i spend a full night making out with you right? when? tell me the hour and address"

"don't overreact please. i told you it's a surprise. my house at 7 pm" with that the line got dead and san threw his phone in the bed and fell next to it.

wooyoung is so indifferent and he should have expected this to happen. but he didn't know the blonde could be this cruel. that's it, now he has to be strong like the roses and put a smile on his face even tho it will hurt like thousands knives cutting his heart.

after this night he can cry his soul out in his room. but for now he has to be tough and maybe indifferent as well. this is the punishment when you repeat mistakes that shouldn't be repeated.

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