TWINEMY (Hyunjin FF)

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~ Sam ~

Hyunjin got to let his uglies spend the night. Our mother would literally never let me have a sleepover on a school night, but of course, Hyunjin is so perfect so he gets whatever he wants. I was fully ready to laugh at him for asking for them to stay but he whispered his reason into Mom's ear and she glanced at me and accepted the request. Stupid favoritism. I bet he told her some shit about me accusing him of taking my wallet, as if it didn't make perfect sense to assume.

"Fuck you," I quietly spat to my brother as he exited the bathroom in front of me. He rolled his eyes and went right past him. His uglies were in the bathroom at the same time so they followed out after him like goddamn ducks.

There was even an addition to the uglies that I had never seen before. I didn't resist the urge to set my foot out and trip him. He was like garden gnome height , so I wasn't sure he was even high enough up from the ground to fall in the first place. He stumbled a bit and proved my thought correct. He was too short to fall.

"What the fuck!?" He stopped and faced me with an even uglier face than seconds ago. "Did you just stick your foot out to trip me!?"

"Yep. Now fuck off and get out of my face. Looking at you is starting to hurt." I went into the bathroom and then turned to see if he was stupid enough to try and fight back.

He stood there and gaped as Seungmin came back and dragged him off, mumbling softly about how I'm "just an ass that fucks with anyone" and that he should "leave me alone". I smirked. Fags.

After getting ready, I heard Jisung's car honk from outside my house. I naturally smiled and went out immediately. He was sitting in there with a wide smile on his face which proved to be contagious as my smile widened.

I opened the back door to set my shit there and then sat in the passenger seat. He nudged me with his shoulder as a greeting. I nodded in return.

"Sleep good?" He started the car and pulled out of my driveway.

I groaned and rolled my eyes, slumping in my seat. "No." I'm sure my tone conveyed that I had no desire to speak about it, but Jisung somehow doesn't fear me. He asked why anyway.

I glared at him and he couldn't see it, but my glares are so special that they can be felt. He snickered. "Hyun-ass. He invited four fags over last night and my mom let him. They were so fucking loud all night that I couldn't sleep worth a shit. I had to yell at them to shut up like five times, but they're too stupid to do so." My arms were crossed in front of my chest.

Since I lived so close to school, we were there already. The actual only reason I didn't walk was so I didn't have to be near Hyunjin. Who knows what shit he'd do to fuck with me if we had to spend 20 minutes together!

"Sounds like hell." He was being sarcastic. I let it go. I was too busy being mad at my brother to be mad at Jisung too.

I hopped out and started towards the front doors without waiting for him. He caught up with an unhappy huff. "Do you not want to have friends? You really act like it."

"Correct. I don't. And," I pointed at him with my lips pressed in a line, "I never asked you and Jeong to be my friends. Y'all forced it."

"As if we aren't the only people who bring you joy in your life. You'd be so hateful if you didn't have us to keep you in check." We entered and started down the main hall.

"I'm hateful even with y'all."

He glared playfully and then turned down another hall towards his locker. Mine was on the opposite side of the building.

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Today at lunch, they requested us to sit in our second hour class groups. I rolled my eyes so far that Jeong thought he had to smack them back in place. I, of course, smacked him in return. Jisung gave me a pointed look to stop and that was too enjoyable to see that I gave up the grudge.

"I guess I'll go. Bye, guys." Jisung smiled and patted our shoulders.

Jeong and I had second hour together so we went and sat side by side. If he wasn't with me, I probably would've committed a few hate crimes each day in that class. Hyunjin was in there.

He sat by himself on the other side of my "friend" and I gagged. I could practically smell his disgustingly sweet perfume and over-scented shampoo from here.

"Can you tell the fag to sit somewhere else? He smells so fucking fruity. I'm losing my appetite as we speak."

Jeong rolled his eyes and I managed to not smack them back into place as payback for him doing that to me. "You should really stop calling him that. It's horrible."

"He is."

A sigh. He turned to Hyunjin with a grimace. "Hey, Hyunjin. Sorry to bother you, but your brother is dramatic and thinks he can smell you from here and 'can't take it'." He put air quotes around the last part. I shoved him slightly.

Hyunjin stared blankly like the idiot he is. Then he got up and sat as far away as possible. I hummed in satisfaction as the air suddenly felt breathable.