Good To Me (WonBoo)

Ten

Wonwoo slams the door close as soon as they reach the apartment. He walks past by Seungkwan, purposely hitting his shoulder.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Seungkwan exclaims, already annoyed with how Wonwoo is acting.

"There's nothing wrong with me! It's you!"

"What?" Seungkwan asks finding how ridiculous Wonwoo is.

"Mom visited yesterday and you're nowhere here. So I told her you've been staying in someone else's fucking place that I don't know and guess what? She's mad again." Wonwoo informs as he lets out a sarcastic laugh.

"You should have called me-"

"You were out of reach." Wonwoo cuts him off. He takes a step forward and crosses both of his arms. "She gets mad saying how I was so rude with you. How I've been so rough with you every day. Did I even have a choice when they sent me here? Did I even force you to stay out of home? Why is it always my fault-"

"First of all, yes, you're always rude to me." Seungkwan interferes. He always tries his best not to level himself with Wonwoo's anger but he might explode any moment if he stays still. "You get annoyed with every bit of my presence. Second, it's not my fault that they like you to stay with me. I don't even have a single idea why they chose to send you here. And lastly, you've been bringing girls home for three consecutive days. I hate getting involved with your dirty business that's why I chose not to go home."

"And where the hell were you staying then? At Jun's? Do you even have a bit of shame in your body-"

"I'm spending my night at Jihoon's office." Seungkwan answers. Wonwoo is getting nonsensical. "Why do you have to drag Jun's name here?"

Wonwoo scoffs. "You two are back flirting with each other, huh? So it was real you two had a thing while I was away?"

"That's none of your business," Seungkwan says, tone straight. His forehead has visible creases out of annoyance.

"Oh really?" a grin forms on Wonwoo's lips. He takes a few steps forward, getting closer to Seungkwan while the younger one keeps on taking steps backwards to avoid Wonwoo.

"W-what are you doing?" Seungkwan mumbles as he felt the flat surface on his back. He's already against the wall. Luckily, Wonwoo stops going further and keeps a half meter distance between them. But Seungkwan can see Wonwoo's grin turn into a mocking face. Disgust.

"I never thought you'll toy one of my friends while I was away." Wonwoo says while tilting his head. His left eyebrow raises, compelling him. "So what's those 'I love you, Wonwoo hyung' before I left?"

Seungkwan's body went stiff. He felt embarrassment all over his body. He wants to vanish from his spot and never ever come back.

But for some reason, he's getting frustrated as to why Wonwoo keeps on digging up the past. The past he hates the most.

"That was ages ago!" Seungkwan exclaims. "You hate me right? You hate me the most so those words don't really matter to you. And I regret everything I've said back then. What's the deal here-"

"I do hate you," Wonwoo says with gritted teeth, He take a step forward and pointed a finger on Seungkwan's chest. "I hate you so much that I want to fucking punch your face right now."

Seungkwan bit his lower lip. He hates it seeing Wonwoo loathing him. Those eyes are full of disgust and hatred. But he isn't the same Seungkwan before who would cry every time Wonwoo would bully him. He isn't the same Seungkwan who would apologize for the things he hasn't done. He isn't the same Seungkwan who's dumb to fall in love with such an asshole.

"Then fucking do it Jeon Wonwoo," Seungkwan says, a grin forms on the the corner of his lips that caught Wonwoo off guard. The older was taken aback for seconds before he composes himself.

"Huh. Should I?" He murmurs but enough for Seungkwan to hear. He takes another few steps, closing the distance between them. He tilts his head and goes lower to reach Seungkwan's ear. He purposely brushes his soft lips on the guy's ear. "Or not?"

"W-what are you doing..?" Seungkwan nervously ask. His body went stiff and all the courage in his body suddenly vanishes away.

"My dear parents won't be pleased to see your beautiful face with bruises so I won't," Wonwoo whispers on Seungkwan's ear. "..instead, compensate me with another thing."

"Don't go closer.." Seungkwan mumbles, almost into a whisper. His breathing hitches when he felt Wonwoo's hand snakes into his waist.

"You hate it, right? Me bringing random girls here in your apartment?" Wonwoo continues. "Why not you satisfy my needs instead so I don't have to bring one here."

"N-no. Let me go-" Seungkwan tries to free himself but Wonwoo's obviously strong and he cannot explain how his knees going weak. "Wonwoo hyung-"

"What?" Wonwoo's lips trail down to Seungkwan's neck while his hands were already on the younger's ass. "Stop acting like you've never done it. Jun told me you were really great in bed-"

A great force pushes Wonwoo into a distance and a fist lands on his face. Wonwoo's cheek felt numb.

"Don't fucking touch me," Seungkwan says, his hands balled into a fist is trembling hard. Not with nervousness but with anger. "Don't ever go near me." He says with his voice trembling too. "You.. you never really care how hard it is for me to deal with you. I've had a rough childhood because of you and now you're back, you're bringing me back to hell." His voice cracks up until a tear fell from his eyes. "I hate you. I hate you so much. How I wished you never came back."

Seungkwan wipes his tears and storms out of the apartment, still trembling. Wonwoo watches the closed door and the place's silence is deafening. His heart is beating so fast. He's frustrated and..

He hits his chest before hitting the wall with his fist.

..and he hates how he feels like he wanted to run after Seungkwan.