A Love for Two C3
It's been a long time since this is updated. This chapter goes a little longer than expected.
BTS-army I hope you're doing well :)! Anything for you, so here's a new chapter.
A second glance at the numbers located at the bottom on his computer screen yielded the same silent frustration. Wang Yao have long ago been done with his work, tapping his finger tips impatiently on the smooth surface, he stared outside the clear windows that pans out to the fluffy white clouds in the skies. The sun beat down warmly, and brought its little sunshine through the window and into his excited heart. He smiled, because today seems especially beautiful.
Is this what it feels like to be looking forward to something?
Time almost never move today, it was never this slow. It's almost like time seems to have a conscious of its own, and sensing Wang Yao's impatience from his tapping fingers, decided to tease him, dragging out a single antagonizing moment into an eternity.
But time is never a still river, and it nevertheless passes by anyway.
Yao continue to stare at the time in anticipation. One more minute he kept repeating, and he could almost swear upon his heart that it is the longest one minute he have ever endured. Yet all of a sudden, and out of nowhere, when the man name Ivan and his smiling face surface in his head, he is all too nervous again.
Yao placed his palms on his burning cheeks and try to calm himself down. He thought of yesterday's conversation and how he offered and insisted to buy Ivan dinner, if he could be brave yesterday, he could be brave today as well. But then again, this is the very first time he ever went out alone with another person, and a stranger at best.
He don't know what got over him, and he might never know. Today might not even go well, there are just as many possibilities that it could go wrong just as it could go right. Perhaps Ivan might find him a boring person and decided that he don't want to be friends with him. Wang Yao do know one thing for sure though - And that is if he let this chance slip pass his fingers, he will live to regret it.
All his doubts, and fear, nervousness and self-conscious dissipated into thin air the moment the clock hits home. Wang Yao's heart lighten at the thought of meeting Ivan, but just like how time love teasing anxious people, fate love to do so too.
'Yao, there's something I need to discuss with you.' the dreaded voice called out, casting an invisible rain cloud that dampens his eager heart.
'I have an appointment today.' Yao replied, trying hard to swallow his restlessness down his throat.
'It won't take long. It's regarding the job scope you took over from me and I will be heading overseas tomorrow.'
'Oh, okay.' he said, picking up his briefcase and followed after his colleague. Simple words. Yet it encompass all the disappointment he had in his situation, it's so heavy that they sink all the way down to the pits of his stomach, making him feel a little queasy. Hastily, he tried to dig out his phone to call Ivan, yes he felt glad that Ivan exchanged his number with him.
His eyebrow draw together. His hands shifted items after items in his briefcase, yet the phone remain unfound. Did he... He did...
Wang Yao sighed. He only hope that Ivan is kind enough to wait for him a little.
.
'I'm sorry that took longer than expected.'
'It's okay. It's better to clarify.' Yao said casually, smiling. His heart is a mess, a strange mix of weird despondent and guilt looms over it is as dark as the purple skies outside. Time was never a merciful lord, it would be unwise to assume it has been.
But still his heart is indignant.
He was never indignant about much things. But is it really right to just let this go, he thought. Feet started picking up pace, he soon he found himself running across the corridor towards the lift.
'If.. if.. if he's there... Still waiting, then I must apologize to him.'
Everything smeared into a blur as he ran out of the lift and towards the office building door. The conflicting feelings doesn't matter, nothing matters until he reaches there and confirmed that he have left. The glass door from afar are dotted with droplets of rain from the gloomy skies, a reflection of his heart, but an inconvenience to a man wishing to find his friend.
But amidst the blurry streetlights stood a familiar silhouette, one that is seemingly waiting.
Yao's heart swells up with hope again.
Is that...
He thought. As he slowly walks towards the glass door, pushing pass it, the sound of roaring rain overwhelm his ears. But he can hear his heart loud and clear, his heart that is jumping with anticipation and joy.
'Ivan?'
The man turned around. 'Are you talking to me?' he asked in bewilderment.
'Ah, I'm sorry. I have mistaken you for another person.' he smiled, shaking his head in his folly.
Mildly disappointed, but the situation demanded to be accepted anyway. Perhaps, he thought too much about it. No one would really wait this long, and in this rain. He should apologize to Ivan tomorrow, he decided.