𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 (𝟭-𝟲). ❥ cix.

5.07 ;; he does too

I hated to be one to ask questions, but... "Are you planning on telling me, or..."

"Did Soobin tell you anything?" he asked back. Well, at least he knew about Soobin.

"He said something that I think was implying you and Seojun are dating." That still didn't sound right. I frowned. "That doesn't sit right with me, though. Plus, it's unrealistic and completely illegal."

"Not as illegal as what he's actually doing," Seunghun muttered.

That was... interesting. Based on the look Seunghun gave me, he hadn't been meaning to say it out loud. He looked at me and sighed.

 "Well, you told me a secret, so I can tell you mine. Seojun... well, um, he hasn't been treating me the way that Soobin thinks he has. At all." He sighed again, closing his eyes tightly as though he was trying to force the information out. I didn't like that. "He, uh, ever since last year, he's been... he's been–"

"You know what?" I interrupted, sliding closer to Seunghun and wrapping an arm around him. If he wasn't comfortable, he didn't have to say a word. Besides, I could figure out what he meant by now. "I don't care anymore. You're not comfortable. You shouldn't need to tell me anything you don't want to."

He turned to me, staring at me in the dark. He was close.

Seunghun moved forwards and kissed me.

I was so stunned that I didn't move―but Seunghun did after only a moment, hand flying up to his lips. He muttered, then cleared his throat. "Sorry."

"No, no. You don't need to apologize." I shifted around slightly, wrapping my arms around Seunghun's neck and tugging him down over me. My back hit my sleeping bag, and Seunghun barely caught himself before he landed on top of me. It was then that I realized what I was doing. "I should probably be asking yo–"

"Well," Seunghun interrupted, saying nothing more. I picked my head up, placing the softest kiss I could on his lips. If he grinned a bit in the dark, I didn't take note.

I guess Seunghun likes boys too.