campfire | seventeen au

𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌

"cheol, we can't be friends any longer."

"w-what?" seungcheol peered. "stop joking. it's not funny."

"neither are you. you know what you did to me. do you think i'll ever forgive you for it?"

"i don't know what you're talking about."

"oh, we both know very well what i'm talking about, choi seungcheol."

"seriously. this isn't funny. now stop blocking my way. i have work to get to."

the figure blocked seungcheol, eyes sinister and vengeful. it was so different seeing them like that, when every day seungcheol had been used to the same eyes being honeyed and sparkling.

"how long will you run? how long will you pretend like you don't know what you did? like we don't know what you did to us?"

the realisation dropped onto him with the force of a bag of bricks. seungcheol looked down, drowning in shame and guilt. yeah, he was petty as fuck. but what could he do?

"i did it purely out of need. i have valid reasons."

"and look at where that got you. on the rocks with me. on the rocks with him. was it worth the damage you did, cheol? the knowledge that if i were to ever find out, everyone would hate you?"

"everyone would understand. if only they knew how you really were."

"don't try to turn this on me. i was just being myself. we both know all you're doing is projecting your insecurities by making me look like the bad guy."

seungcheol stayed silent.

"how long will you validate yourself? justify doing something so wrong for something you could never have changed?"

"i loved him, okay? i couldn't have you taking him away too," seungcheol cried. "you always won over me. every time. at least, let me have him."

"and you thought you could force a win? you're terrible, seungcheol. he always loved me more. even now. forever. he'll always choose me over you."

"i know!" tears streamed down seungcheol's face. "i know, asshole! what can i do? what can i do to have him all to myself?"

"do you really want to break our friendship just for him? is he worth it, seungcheol?"

"if you think he isn't worth it, you never loved him as much as i did. just, let me try to have him for once. please." seungcheol begged.

he saw it clearly now. the twinkling, mischievous eyes of his rival. on any other occasion, seungcheol would've found him insanely pretty. fell in love with him too, maybe. but he had a grip on the man seungcheol wanted, and for that in itself seungcheol hated him.

"i love him so much more than you ever could, seungcheol. if you truly loved him, would you rip him away from the love of his life? did you like seeing him in so much pain? do you see how happy he is with me now?"

"he still hates you! he knows nothing about what actually happened!"

"you know nothing, cheol. you thought creating a rift between us would stop me, huh? you're so naive. i'm always ten steps ahead of you."

"he'll find out, one day. and when he does? forget about him even seeing you in a good light. and for what? to defeat me? you will never be better than me. ever."

curse the boy for being so perfect. of course seungcheol wouldn't be chosen. why would he, when his rival was so much better than him?

"i thought you were getting over us? he's mine now. why mope around here when you can't change anything anymore?"