Good To Me (WonBoo)

Thirty One

From: Gyu

I'll feed Bookkeu, no need to go home. Go get the bread tonight :P

"Asshole." Seungkwan curses as he blushes while reading Mingyu's message. He knows how Mingyu's mind works.

"What?" Wonwoo asks as he let Seungkwan inside the apartment.

"Nothing."

"What do you want for dinner?"

"Anything? Uhm. Let me cook instead."

Wonwoo scratches his nape, confused. "I don't think you can.."

Seungkwan furrows his eyebrows while heading towards the fridge and opens it in an instant. He suddenly doesn't know what to say upon seeing Wonwoo's empty fridge.  "Wow. So your fridge is just filled with water? What am I supposed to cook with these?"

"I'll order-"

Seungkwan shakes his head and rummages through the countertop and grabs a few packs of instant ramen. "No. I think ramen would be fine?"

Wonwoo gave him a smile of approval. "I guess."

"Alright. Go wash up. I'll prepare this."

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"I'm starving," Wonwoo says while staring at the freshly cook ramen.

They both stares at the ramen on the table while sitting on the ground by the living room. The floor is more comfortable than the couch.

Seungkwan laughs at him. "Go on."

Wonwoo grabs the chopsticks and instantly dig in, not minding the steam emitting from it. "Fuck- Hot!"  He curses as he drops his chopsticks.

"Of course?!" Seungkwan says as he grabs a tissue and helps Wonwoo wipe the dirt he has caused. "Here. Here."

Seungkwan keeps on laughing as he watches Wonwoo wipes his own shirt that's been stained with ramen. Wonwoo notices his giggles and glares at Seungkwan. "Stop looking at me like I'm an idiot."

"You're cute."

"Stop it," Wonwoo says still glaring.

Seungkwan didn't stop giggling as he gave Wonwoo a quick peck. "There." Wonwoo easily blushes which makes Seungkwan laugh even more. "You still get flustered over that."

"I t-told you I'm not used to this.."

"How come? You probably dated a ton when you were in Japan. Also, you're not acting like someone who brought home random girls at night."

Wonwoo turns silent and Seungkwan suddenly feels like he shouldn't have said that. Seungkwan bit his lower lip and avoids the older's gaze.

"Oh. I'm sorry.."

"No. It's alright." Wonwoo says. "Honestly I don't date. All I had in Japan was a pure fling. See, I'm a flirt so I can get my needs. I'm that kind of man."

Seungkwan nods.

I'm a flirt so I can get my needs

His needs? Does he mean getting laid? Seungkwan then glances at Wonwoo while nodding. "I see."

"But I'm not saying I'll be doing the same-" Wonwoo immediately counters so Seungkwan wouldn't misunderstand. But instead of getting an upset look, Seungkwan crawls on his lap and snakes his arms around Wonwoo's neck. Wonwoo blinks several times as his heart starts beating faster than usual. "What are you doing..?"