Main: Seongjoong AU;
A book where Seonghwa once meets the pretty red haired boy and endlessly falls in love because of his dark desires. You see, Hwa has a kink for innocent, younger, submissive boys;
Model AU, hair stylist AU;
includes: smut/sexu...
Jongho was washing his hands in the bathroom, as his whole body tingled with stress. Yeosang was changing in the dressing room, so he left to splash his face with water, not wanting to make the smaller boy uncomfortable. He knew that today he had to be honest about his feelings towards the blond male, or they will be stuck in this unpleasant situation forever. That didn't make him any less scared for their friendship since he didn't knew what he was feeling exactly. All he knew is that he wanted Yeosang to be only his.
In how many scenarios best friends confess and don't get rejected? He sighed loudly wiping his face and retouching his hair. He had the urge to look the best for the boy recently.
It wasn't like Jongho's feelings were very clear, he still felt confused and lost, but what he did know for sure is that he wanted to discover it all with Yeosang, step by step. He knows he needs him close and can't let him go.
When Jongho entered the dressing room, he saw Yeosang in his every day clothes, his head resting back against the wall as he sat on the couch. He seemed to be lost in thoughts as well, his eyes were closed, he looked rather tired.
But he looked so, so beautiful to Jongho.
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"Yeosangie, you're ready to go?" the said boy opened his eyes slowly, nodding in return. He felt really upset, not really ready for what's about to come. But will he ever be? He dreaded the conversation for so long, since he didn't had the courage to confess and somewhere deep inside he knew it could be the end of their friendship. He used to think that his pain is needed for the sake of keeping their relationship on good terms, but as the time went by he grew really tired and weak.
The boys went out of the building and sat down in Jongho's sports car. That vehicle held a lot of memories: their little trips to the lake, lots of drive through food, singing ballads ridiculously at the top of their lungs in high school, then talking about problems and cheering each other up. Yeosang almost smiled while thinking about those, despite the tense atmosphere.
"Want to go on a trip?" It seemed like Jongho was also reminiscing the times when everything seemed 'normal'.
"Yeah, sure." Yeosang's voice was quiet, he was trying to avoid the other's eyes, not to completely break down. His heart was beating uncomfortably fast, his nose filled with his friend's strong cologne.
Jongho looked at the boy, admiring his beauty for the 100th time that day. He leaned over, putting his arm around him, pulling on the seat belt. Yeosang froze, he was looking at his crush from such a close distance, their noses were almost brushing. The boy's cheeks painted red as his hands grabbed on his sweater out of nervousness. Jongho pulled the seat belt around him, making it click and sat back on his seat.
"Safety first" he said. He also had no idea why he just pulled on a show like that, but something about their breaths hitting each other's faces and the closeness he missed so much, gave him further confirmation of how he felt.
