Into The Mirror

Chapter 15

The next morning Sejun woke up to Seungwoo cackling in the doorway while Subin was literally on top of him, having just thrown himself. Sejun tried to push the younger off, but he made himself a dead weight and sprawled himself out, making the older give up pretty quickly. Seungwoo just stood there and when he was asked for help he just shrugged.

"Don't drag me into this."

"I would, but I can't even move! I'm just asking you to move him!"

Seungwoo shook his head, smirking at him. "If you can't move him you're seriously weak, he weighs almost nothing."

Subin rolled over, moving off of the assassin but trapping his arm underneath him in the process, making him complain once more.

"I will fight you!" The prince half-hardheartedly glared at the older in the doorway, who just rolled his eyes and walked away. He had other things to be dealing with than those two unknowingly flirting with each other.

"Why are you so happy this morning? You were ready to call everything quits yesterday." Sejun had given up trying to move the prince, who was clearly only staying there to annoy him.

"Just... because."

"That's not an answer!"

"Yes it is!" Subin propped himself up on his elbow, removing himself from Sejun's arm, which wasn't a good idea, as Sejun basically threw himself on top of him.

The younger groaned.

"I think... you- I think you just broke my ribs." He wheezed out, the older still not moving.

"All of them?" Sejun lifted his head to taunt him.

"Get-" He tried shoving him. "Off!" He didn't succeed.

"Wow. You're so weak!" Sejun did his signature smirk at him, making Subin punch him with his free arm.

"Fuck!" He rolled off the younger. "I retract my statement."

Subin nodded in satisfaction, climbing off the bed and fixing his clothes. "You should get up. We need to go and see Seungsik hyung." He didn't seem pleased about it.

"Why? He hates me!"

"I know, and I'm not sure. That's part of the reason you're coming with me."

"What?" Sejun laughed. "For your protection?" He climbed out of the bed, not caring that Subin was staring at his bare chest.

"I, uh... no!" He tried to not make it so obvious, but he quite obviously failed. The older saw this and made his way over to the doorway where he was stood.

"It's okay." He patted his cheek. "I'll protect you."

The prince had to take a few seconds to process what had just happened, blinking rapidly as he tried to make any kind of sense of the current situation, as Sejun turned around and put his shirt back on (having had to sleep in his clothes). Subin didn't know what was going on at that point, but he sure as hell wasn't going to tell anyone that he had just stared at a man's bare chest and gotten flustered - but it wasn't like he hadn't seen shirtless men before. He had never felt like that before, and he was confused. Did it mean anything? Surely it couldn't, they were barely even friends - he still wasn't sure that Sejun actually wanted to be anywhere near him.