Don't Cross the Line || Y.JW

7

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I sat down on my bed as I took of my shoes. Good thing Hoon wasn't here. He'd probably scold me for getting the floor dirty.

I lied down staring at the white paint chipped ceiling.

"So, no gir-" I sighed before looking up at the door remembering what Hoon said.. "This shit sucks."

I got up as I thought of what I was going to do for the weekend. It was Saturday and I had absolutely nothing to do. 2pm and all I did today was study. Where the hell is Bang Hoon? Maybe he'd want to hang out.

And after that exact thought, he walked through the door. I quickly kicked my shoes under my bed looking at the long haired boy.

"Come with me."

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why? You trying to kill me or something?" I asked suspiciously eyeing him up and down.

"No." Hoon got closer and whispered. "You wanna get drunk?"

...

"Where'd you get this?" I asked him as he set out red solo cups.

"My father works here. He has a whole closet of beer in his classroom."

"So that's why that one closet's locked in Mr.Bang's class... I didn't know he was your father."

"He basically disowned me at this point, but you know... That's life." He said with a straight face continuing to set the beer out on the table.

"You sure we won't get caught?" I asked him. He just stared at me then continued to do what he was doing.

"Uh, okay." I sighed as I watched him pull up two chairs to the table.

"You don't mind that I invited some friends right?" Hoon asked in a cold tone. I know for a fact that even if I did mind he still wouldn't care.

"Nah. It's cool."

After I said that the one and only Hwang Insu walked through the door and another guy. Must be one of Hoon's friends. He was very tall and handsome. Handsome in a dude complementing a dude kind of way. Like Damn. If I was him I'd get all the... Well, you know.

"Hey, what's up... Hideaway." Insu nagged, hitting me in the side of the head. The tall boy just sat down staring at me.

"What's your problem?" I asked him leaning back in the metal chair.

"My problem is I had to be at this dump for 4 years. And how long do you get?" He stared at me intimidatingly. Walking closer to the table in the empty classroom. He sat down resting his hands firmly on the table in front of me.

"One." I shook my head looking down at the floor.

"Exactly, Hideaway." Insu rolled his eyes at me before taking a beer bottle of the table. I watched as his single hand popped the beer cap off.

"Uh. There's a bottle opener right here." I gulped.

"Does it look like I need one, Mr.Yang?"

"No."
...

Surprisingly we got along pretty well...once we got drunk. Turns out me and Insu have a lot of things in common. Other than being a hideaway.

"So... Yang Jungwon." Insu said as I looked over at him.

"What's your type?" He asked me.

"Wait. Aren't we not supposed to talk about gi- the unspeakables." I questioned. Hoon kept glancing at the door. Especially when Insu said that.

"Yeah. Aren't we supposed to not be drinking?" Hoon smirked.

"Yeah. Ah, I see." I smiled at his sentence. The adrenaline rush of breaking the rules. It was nice.

"My type? Someone rebellious. What about you?" I asked him taking another swig of beer. I realized that I had a pretty high tolerance so I was okay, but Insu was super wasted.

"You like the rebellious type? Man... I like the good conservative kind of girls."

Hoon's head immediately flung at the door when Insu said the word "girls". I could tell he wanted to make sure no one heard, even though it was midnight and no one was around.

Hoon looked at the other guy. "Riki... What's your type?"

Riki.

"Not sure. Maybe... A nice girl." He said as he rested his hands behind his head.

"You've been pretty quiet." I mentioned as he glared up at me.

"Yeah."

Okay then.

Hoon looked at me with a look that said it all. So I didn't bother to talk to the tall boy at all after that. Unless he spoke to me. Which he didn't much.

"I should get to bed it's getting pretty late." I said, before the silence became anymore awkward.

"Its only 12:30, Yang" Insu laughed as he hit my shoulder playfully. Damn he hit hard. He could've been a little more gentle.

"I know, but-"

"But? How about we play a little game of truth or dare." Insu interrupted.

"Yang. Truth or Dare?"

I stared at him. This was my chance not to be lame. I mentally facepalmed myself before picking dare.

"Alright." Insu said with a smirk. "I dare you to..."

Hoon looked at me, and by now I was an expert at reading his expressions and his expressions right now were telling me I fucked up. Badly.