"It's the perfect opportunity for me. Yoseob, you know how much this job means to me."

"Apparently, it meant even more than me", Yoseob sighed to himself. 
Every now and then, he couldn't help but think of the last conversation he had with Doojoon. 
He had wanted to shout at Doojoon, and maybe throw a saucepan to his face, but he didn't. 
In fact, Yoseob had calmly accepted the break up and broke down only after Doojoon had walked out of the front doors of his house.

Looking out of the window and into the skies, he continued washing the dishes. 
His hands were moving mechanically while his thoughts continued to be invaded with the memories of when Doojoon and him were still together.
His eyes had stopped crying, his hands had stopped trembling, his lips had stopped quivering, his heart had stopped bleeding, but he still thought of Doojoon.
It had been two months after the breakup and Yoseob was in a much better place, mentally and emotionally, than he previously was.
He might have slowly released the tight hold of his love for Doojoon and yet, he couldn't help but to admit that he do miss Doojoon on some occasions. 

"Thinking of the idiot again?" A deep voice drawled into his ears. 

Catching the slight scoff and annoyance laced in the sentence, Yoseob chuckled to himself. 

"Yes, Junhyung."

"Well, I hope you are thinking of putting him through the dishwasher or scrubbing his face with that rough sponge you are holding." 

Yoseob barked with laughter before placing the sponge down and traced Junhyung's face with his soapy fingers. 
Junhyung frowned when Yoseob howled with laughter at the sight of him with a foam beard. 

"Ha ha... Old man. You really are an old man. Stop nagging at me, old man!"

Junhyung's face broke into a smile as Yoseob's laughter was too infectious and soon enough, he was joining the smaller male in laughing loudly too. 
His smile grew wider as he saw Yoseob's eyes crinkling with happiness, his head thrown back in a casual manner, his lips stretched to the side of his ears as the melodious sound of his laughter escaped from them. 
When Yoseob just broke up with Doojoon, Junhyung had seen how souless those eyes had been, how Yoseob's head always hung low, how the corners of his lips were always curved downwards and how the only sounds that escaped from his lips were sobs. 

As Yoseob calmed down gradually, he noticed how Junhyung was staring at him and he felt his face warming up. 
He picked up the sponge and went back to washing the dishes again. 
"Don't worry about me old man. I'm just reminiscing in the good memories. Although I don't feel as much for Doojoon, I'm still glad that we once had good memories together." 

Junhyung snickered at the blush on Yoseob's face, knowing the effect that he had on him recently, before grabbing a pair of gloves and helping out with the dishwashing. 

"Well, I rather you stop thinking of the idiot altogether. There's so much better stuff or people for you think about."

"Really... Like who?" 

"Me. I mean, I'm hot, handsome and have a great sense of humour." 

Yoseob laughed heartily and stared at Junhyung. "My, my. You really do need to be a tad more humble though." 

"So you agree that I'm all that right?" 

Yoseob shook his head in disbelief at Junhyung's confidence but his smile never left his face and they continued washing the dishes in comfortable silence. 

Occasionally, they would glance at each other when the other is not looking. 
Yoseob was glad that he had Ju