Good To Me (WonBoo)

Eight

"You'll spend the night here again?" Jihoon asks while watching Seungkwan prepare to lay down on the couch in his office. They were both in the pub and Seungkwan just finished his shift. It's midnight.

"Can I? I can crash at my friend's house if not-"

"No, it's fine but why? Is there something going on at the apartment? with Wonwoo..?" It's been a while since Seungkwan spends almost all his night at the pub's office. He bet that Wonwoo's the reason why.

"Hyung.. he brought girls home in three consecutive nights. I.. well, I just can't stay at the apartment while hearing him banging in the room," Seungkwan explains with a sigh, frustration on his face.

"But you're sleeping here at the pub for almost a week. Since when-"

"I don't know hyung. It started that night when Jun hyung got drunk? I can't understand him as well. I hate having arguments with him. He's hard-headed and you know he won't listen to me so I better not talk." Seungkwan says, he looks tired and arguing with Wonwoo will probably the last thing that would cross his mind. Arguing with Wonwoo is like arguing with a wall.

"Okay, you can stay here as long as you want. Don't stress out." Jihoon says with a pat on his shoulder.

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Wonwoo wakes up from the noise of his alarm clock. He reaches for it with his eyes still closed. He stays laying for seconds before sitting up. He blinks several times to keep himself awake when he hear murmurs outside the room. Is it Seungkwan? Did he finally chose to show up?

It's like his own feet move on their own and finds their way out of the room and reaches the kitchen.

Seungkwan hasn't been showing up for almost a week. Wonwoo would wake up with a complete breakfast on the table but there's no Seungkwan around. He would go home at night and bring random girls but there's no Seungkwan suddenly showing up. It was just him, living in the apartment.

As he reaches the kitchen, it wasn't just Seungkwan who's there which kinds of annoyed him.

"Mingyu can you shut the fuck up, it's six o'clock in the morning and you're making my ear bleed," Seungkwan complains. He shuts his left ear with his finger while scrambling an egg on a bowl. He was glaring at Mingyu.

"Can we just eat breakfast outside, this is not making any sense-"

"Finally showing up?" Wonwoo interferes. He catches both Seungkwan and Mingyu's attention.

"Oh, your boss caught you." Mingyu who was caught off guard suddenly showed sarcasm in his grinning face. He emphasises the word "boss" while looking at Wonwoo with arms crossed.

"Boss?" Wonwoo raises an eyebrow at him. Mingyu's presence irks him. "Can you shut up? I'm talking to Seungkwan." He says before finally shooting a glare at Seungkwan. "Why? Does he think I'm making you a slave here? Come on, I'm not even interested in the breakfasts you make almost every day."

"I just want to help you out. I know you're not even going for a coffee-"

"That's not your business." Wonwoo cuts him off and takes a step forward. "I can do anything I want and stop wasting food that I will never touch."

"I want to keep doing this. I can eat it at night if you left it untouched-"

"I said stop!" He says while shoving the bowl from the counter table and it breaks as soon as it lands on the floor.

Seungkwan stares at the broken bowl with the scrambled egg all over the floor. His body went stiff but he manages to crouch down and gather the dangerous broken pieces.

Wonwoo's hands turn into a fist. He hates his sudden outrage. He hates how he acted and he hates how the hell he felt a pang of sudden guilt. He should never feel any guilt when it comes to Seungkwan but he did.

He was frozen on his spot while watching Seungkwan gathers the pieces of the broken bowl when he stumbles on the ground. Mingyu hits him straight on the face.

"The fuck is wrong with you dude?!" Mingyu rages at him. The tall guy helps Seungkwan get up.

Wonwoo feels the numbness on his cheek. He stares up at Seungkwan but he can't clearly see his face. He was looking down, his hair covering his eyes.

"Seungkwan come on, let's get outside. We're going late anyway." Mingyu says while gripping on Seungkwan's wrist. He drags Seungkwan who looks lost and dazed out of the kitchen but before they can even escape Wonwoo's sight, he turns around. His death glare boils Wonwoo's blood that he wants to punch Mingyu back. "Fucking fix yourself dude, you're an asshole."

Mingyu dashes out while dragging Seungkwan. It took Wonwoo a minute before he calms himself down. He felt a sting on his palm, and as he looks at it, there was a piece of the broken white bowl pierced on it. A grin escapes from his lips as he takes it off.

"When did I even stop being an asshole?"