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[ 🥀c - soonhoon ] kiss me baby

TAG: "you wanna kiss me so bad,"
"and if i did?"
"...it was a joke"

soonhoon but jihoon pretends he doesn't have feelings for soonyoung because he doesn't want to embarrass himself

yes it was inspired by the revealed line in darling before it came out edit2: double update cus jiyoo was short

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maybe accepting an outing with soonyoung was bad. jihoon looked himself over in the mirror for what must've been the 100th time in the span of 30 minutes. it wasn't anything flashy and he definitely was not dressing up for this. they were friends! even more than that, they were close friends! why should jihoon care what he wore? in any case, it wasn't like they were going alone. seokmin and chan were tagging along.

without much of a plan anyway, the group gravitated toward a new cafe that had opened up and decided to try the food. amongst the sweet treats, they had sweet but light alcohols. jihoon sat across from soonyoung and experienced first hand his excitement when eating and drinking. "soonyoung, control your damn feet. i'm getting kicked." the other only giggled and apologised with over-the-top aegyo.

"you love me," soonyoung said, digging back into the remainder of his dish. jihoon froze, almost replying himself.

more chatting and joking rose from their table. after leaving the cafe, they decided it would be fun to continue their alcohol buzz. jihoon personally wasn't a fan of self-inducing a coma so he opted out as they all went back to soonyoung's with poisons and pastries.

jihoon also wasn't a party pooper. so when offered a shot of strawberry soju, he took it. and another. and another. and- "enough, guys." he was already starting to feel detached from his body. soonyoung hummed and took the shot for him.

oh yeah, jihoon was definitely even buzzier. he was starting to act like daily soonyoung, which was being extremely annoying. in between, he would sit and dumbly smile at nothing in particular. soonyoung laughed, "you're so... gone." the other two also joined in the chuckle. "shut up, soonie."

seokmin piped up, "soonie?" he laughed. soonyoung turned red, "a-ah! jihoon-ah you're so annoying..."

jihoon hummed, dopey grin plastered on his round, pinked face. he chuckled drunkenly, "yeah? you wanna kiss me so bad," and he took another shot.

the room fell silent. "and if i did?" seokmin and chan's eyes darted between the two, too drunk to articulate what their minds were thinking. they ate their snacks in an awkward, yet crunchy silence.

"it was a joke, soonie."

seokmin cleared his throat, "w-wow these chips are really... really good!" he stuttered. chan smacked him and he let out a small "ow".

soonyoung stared at jihoon sitting around the adjacent corner of the small coffee table, one arm holding the his most recent shot glass with his forearm straight in the air. he leaned on his arm, pulling him just a little bit closer to jihoon. "so you don't like me?"

now jihoon was panicking. he wanted to say something. he wanted to cry. he couldn't look in soonyoung's eyes when he let him down. but it would hurt so much more to lie to himself. seokmin and chan can't know. he wouldn't let them. it was too messy, he just didn't want anyone to hear about this. he hadn't even figured out his own thoughts yet!

so he did what felt right. "...no?"

soonyoung's arm dropped off the table as he heavily put his shot glass down. the air turned stale as he pondered long and hard in silence. a short glance at seokmin and chan's worried faces sent them scurrying for the door quickly. seokmin still made a grab for the remaining packet of chips before the beeping of the door sounded and they were gone.

this left jihoon, still in a semi-drunken daze. and a really upset soonyoung. they made eye contact. "i'm sorry..."

"no, you're not sorry, jihoonie." now the nickname sounded sour. soonyoung was mad. "you're a liar." soonyoung stood up and started clearing the trash. jihoon followed him to try and clear his name.

"i am not!-" soonyoung threw the trash away and swiftly turned around, "you can keep secrets from your friends." he brushed past jihoon and kept any remaining alcohol and dealt with the leftover snacks, all while the smaller boy helplessly ran from kitchen to living room and back and trailed soonyoung like a lost puppy. "that tells me a lot."

"i didn't- i didn't mean to!" soonyoung snorted, "yeah, right." he washed his hands terribly slowly in the kitchen sink and jihoon twiddled his thumbs in the silence. "get out of my house." his heart dropped to the floor.

"soonyoung, please don't kick me-"

"jihoon-" soonyoung turned around, staring into the boy's soul. jihoon felt his legs shaking, he felt so unstable. he knew the right words would send him crashing to the floor.

"leave," soonyoung brushed past him, who still rooting to the ground. "i'll have to decide what punishment i should give you tomorrow."

huh? punishment...? "i-i'm busy tomorrow." jihoon said, coming out of the kitchen. he knew what he was doing. soonyoung was simply sitting on the couch on his phone. they locked eyes and jihoon froze. "busy, huh?" jihoon felt so small, even if he was standing up.

"you're telling me you want your punishment now, then?" jihoon nodded. "use your words."

"yeah... now. please."

soonyoung cracked a small smile and jihoon could see some fondness in his eyes. he opened his arms, "come kiss me, baby." so jihoon dived. he straddled soonyoung, lips never apart for more than a second.

this was jihoon's dream. every night they spent together and alone before jihoon caught wind of his own feelings felt so comfortable. too comfortable. his mind realised it, then his body followed, feeling desires to be somewhere around soonyoung all the time. even when they were apart, jihoon constantly thought of him; not to mention his late nights all alone... wishing and hoping for soonyoung to burst through his door just to catch him so they could... nevermind.

soonyoung chuckled lowly, "you've always been my favourite, ji." jihoon barely processed it. "really?"

soonyoung held him away for a second, just to admire his work. pink cheeks from alcohol or the kisses, soonyoung would never know. glossy lips, hooded eyes, messy hair. this was soonyoung's favourite jihoon. and he told him so.

"i love when you look so disheveled. like someone's just fucked the living shit out of you."

raw words made jihoon shudder and grip soonyoung's shirt a little tighter. "fuck... soonyoung, why do you have to be like this?" he whined breathily. soonyoung hummed, pulling the boy in, "because i'm so in love with you."

and their lips were kissed raw; biting, whimpering, moaning, heavy breathing, stuttering... all came together to create the music only soonyoung and jihoon could be credited.

"fuck you're-" soonyoung combed jihoon's hair back, "yeah, i know. you too..."

"i want you, soonie. god- i want you so bad. i'm sorry for lying." soonyoung pressed a much lighter and more wholesome kiss to jihoon's temple, "i'll let you know if i forgive you after i learn more about you," he whispered into his ear, "inside and out."