Very Unlikely (Seongjoong)

~5~

TW mention of SH

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It had been a few days since Seonghwa ran into Hongjoong in the bathroom.

Seonghwa never told his other friends of the interaction. Not interested in hearing their negative opinions on Seonghwa's new found friendship.

Hongjoong wasn't a bad person.

At all actually.

And that was finally proven to Seonghwa that night. He's not a bad person. He's just, sick. Something Seonghwa understood so, so well. He's gone through his own depression, and still fights it to this day.

He had been in Hongjoong's exact position once before. Sitting in a bathroom floor. A stranger helping clean your cuts.

That stranger, the stranger Seonghwa met that night, was Choi Jongho. His roommate. His best friend.
Someone he can't imagine his life without.

That was the thing, though. His best friend. Someone he doesn't keep anything from. He should tell Jongho. At least tell him he had talked to him. Maybe he could even convince Jongho of the fact that Hongjoong was a good person.

Seonghwa was finally out of class, and he quickly walked to his dorm to talk to Jongho.

When opening the door, he was greeted with Yeosang sitting with Jongho.

"Oh. Yeosang."
Seonghwa said. Sounding far too disappointed.

Yeosang looked up from the sketchbook sitting on Jongho's lap.

"Hey Hwa!"
He smiled.

Seonghwa now paid closer attention to the two's position. Smiling at his friends seated so closely. Yeosang sat with his head rested on Jongho's shoulder, his legs curled behind him, resting on his hip. One of his hands placed on Jongho's thigh. Seonghwa occasional seeing the muscles tense as he squeezed Jongho's leg lightly.

Jongho's cute cheeks had a light shade pink across them. He sat cross legged. His left hand holding a pencil as he sketched out guidelines for his next drawing. His right arm was loosely wrapped around Yeosang's waist. Seonghwa swore he could hear Jongho's breath catch with each squeeze of Yeosang's hand.

"Hey Yeosang." Seonghwa greeted. Sitting down on his own bed. Sucking his legs upwards for his knees rested on his chest. "So- I kinda have something I need to tell you about... And you're probably not gonna like it."
Seonghwa's said. The inflections in his voice sound like a kid whose done something they weren't supposed to.

"What did you do?"
Jongho asked. Directing his full attention to his roommate. Setting his pencil to the side.

Yeosang sat up away from Jongho's body. Listening intently to Seonghwa's next words.

"I talked to Hongjoong three-ish nights ago. But, before you flip shit. I was helping him."

"Mhmm. With what? His boner?"
Jongho asked.

The question immediately pissing Seonghwa off. Yeosang gently smacked Jongho's arm, obviously agreeing the question was out of line.