Yeonjun sighed as he scrolled through his phone, wearing one of Soobin's hoodies laying down on the bed while his head was on Ji-sul's lap with his ex massaging his head.
Just like old days.
The Yeonjun from a few months would be having butterflies giggling over every stroke of Ji-sul's fingers but right now all he felt was emptiness while he texted Beomgyu.
"Jun," Ji-sul called out his fingers brushing the red strands away from Yeonjun's forehead, "do you know why Haebom is coming over?"
"I don't really know." Yeonjun rolled his eyes, snorting over the meme Beomgyu had sent him. "Soobin and Haebom probably have something going on, I saw them hugging in the street below my apartment days ago."
"Is that why you and Soobin…?" Ji-sul left his question incomplete.
"We were never actually together," Yeonjun blew air through his lips, clicking his tongue over how Beomgyu ditched him to go and play video games with Taehyun so he just switched to a car race game instead, "it was to make you jealous and come back to me." He turned his head looking up at the other and he (fake) smiled. "Look at you, you're here now."
"We're those pictures fake too?" Ji-sul asked again and Yeonjun's smile wavered.
"No," Yeonjun just locked his phone and placed it on his chest, face down, "I wanted to get back at you." He looked away, staring at the wall. "I had sex with him."
"Doesn't matter." Ji-sul said but his voice sounded like he was forcing himself to even open his mouth. "I'll touch you in a way that you'll never even remember his touch on your skin." He whispered, voice low and guttural.
Park Ji-sul could never change.
His hand slided down Yeonjun's chest and the red haired was immediately to slap away the wandering hand before he sat up and looked Ji-sul dead in the eye.
"Listen," Yeonjun hissed, scowling at the other, "I—" he bit his tongue, not wanting to ruin whatever Soobin was planning, "I just don't want you to see me naked while I have his marks… all over me," of course he mentioned it with a hidden agenda, "let's just wait until they are all gone, love."
"I don't care, baby." Ji-sul cupped Yeonjun's jaw, stroking the redhead's cheek with his thumb. "I'll cover all his marks with mine." It wasn't subtle at all the way he slid his hand around Yeonjun's waist and maneuvered the other on his lap. "It's been months, baby, I miss you."
'Missed me or my body, you sex addict freak.' Yeonjun bit his tongue again, not even bothering to place his hand on Ji-sul's chest in a subtle motion of keeping distance between them. "I'm not in the mood now." He giggled. "I've also showred."
"Then we'll shower together again, hmm?" Ji-sul chuckled his hand straight away, slipping under Yeonjun's hoodie, stroking the softness of the skin there. "And about your mood, I can make it." He pulled Yeonjun closer until their chests collided.
"Ji-sul, no." Yeonjun squirmed, turning his head away from Ji-sul, cursing Soobin in his mind over a thousand times. "Later."
Ji-sul does open his mouth to say something but the door just bursts open with Soobin holding the door knob.
'Call the devil and the devil appears.' Yeonjun breathed out. He was rather glad Soobin was here.
"What the fuck?" Ji-sul growled. "Can't you knock?"
Soobin blinked once and twice before his eyes glided over the position the other two were in before his eyes met Yeonjun who was just staring at him with his eyes blown out wide as the redhead shook his head.
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Fanfiction[A YEONBIN FANFICTION] Choi Yeonjun was cheated by his boyfriend, he was suggested that he should make his ex-boyfriend jealous, just for the sake of revenge he asked his best friend Choi Soobin to be his fake boyfriend unknown to a certain things. ...
