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{8}

Yeosang turned his head down, looking down to his overused shoes as they walked in the huge mansion that was so called 'base'.

The ride was pretty much quiet with Mingi sometimes asking them questions like what was their favorite color, but apart from that no one really talked. Yeosang felt shivers run down his spine once they arrived. It felt so weird to be back here.

San and Mingi were talking something about some guy called Junseo or Minhyuk and some warehouse before leaving somewhere, leaving Wooyoung and Yeosang completely alone to stand in the hallway.

Yeosang doesn't know who Junseo was and didn't really care, but all he knew was that he is very tired. He just wanted to rest for once. Wooyoung who was besides him kept quiet as he looked around the house with his hands crossed over his chest.

He doesn't know what's wrong with his bestie, but it really is a surprise knowing that Wooyoung is never actually quiet. Yeosang moved his hand to his back, making the male look at him as he moved a bit towards him to talk.

"Are you okay?" The blonde asked.

Wooyoung hummed with a small nod.

"I'm mad at you."

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows. Why was he mad now? He didn't do anything wrong as far as he can remember.

"Why? What did I do now?"

Wooyoung's face turned into a sulk as he looked at him and hummed like a real brat.

"You never actually told me San was that hot!" Wooyoung whispered to him.

Yeosang widened his eyes before whispering back. "San?"

The younger nodded, looking around to see if anyone could hear them talking since it was still very quiet.

"Are you serious? I thought you don't want a relationship anymore." Yeosang asked him.

"Who said anything about relationships? I just think he is pretty handsome."

Yeosang shrugged. "It's the same thing actually."

"It's not, but I really have no energy to argue with you right now. I just think he is pretty hot and I'm mad because you didn't tell me."

"Do you really think you don't want anything to do with him?" Yeosang asked.

Wooyoung sighed. "Not exactly sure, but I think he is pretty ho-"

"And we meet again." Wooyoung was cut off by the voice Yeosang knew.

He quickly turned around, biting the inside of his cheek as Jongho stared at him from the stairs in his usual work attire and that same look. Yeosang started wondering if this was a good idea to accept when he saw that look. He saw how Jongho's eyes ran over his body, and Yeosang almost cried there again.

He probably thought how awful and cheap he looks comparing to him wearing  sweatpants and a shirt. Yeosang avoided his gaze as he looked down to his feet in shame. He never actually felt like this, but it was just...different.

"Is that Jongho?" Wooyoung whispered to him, getting a nod in response.

"Wow.." Was all Wooyoung said before he bowed to Jongho who walked down and gave out his hand for him to shake, which Jongho gladly accepted.

"Hey, I'm Jung Wooyoung." He stopped as he wrapped his arm around Yeosang's shoulders.

"Yeosang's bestie since kindergarten."

Yeosang snapped his head up to Jongho at that. Was Wooyoung crazy? Why did he say that in front of Jongho? Jongho's eyes ran over the place where his arm was for a few of seconds before he hummed shortly as a response.

"Choi Jongho."

Wooyoung gave him a smile before Jongho walked even more neat them with his hands still in his pockets, stopping right in front of the two friends. Yeosang just had to look down again, not feeling confident enough to face Jongho even if it was so tempting.

Just the smell of his rough and probably very expensive cologne made Yeosang's head spin just a second later he smelled it.

The male sighed. "Thank you for letting us stay here. We really had no choice, and we will leave the second we find a new apartment to stay at."

"No need to rush. Please feel free to stay here as long as you want or need to, I definitely have nothing against it." Jongho told Wooyoung back.

"You can find one of the empty rooms to sleep at. I will have someone bring your stuff tomorrow morning." Jongho said mostly to Wooyoung.

Yeosang felt him turn his head towards him for a few of seconds before he looked over to Wooyoung again. The male thanked him before pulling onto Yeosang's hand. 

"Let's go, come on-"

"Actually, I need to talk to your friend. I hope I can borrow him for a minute." Jongho made him stop in tracks.

Yeosang looked up to him and making their eyes connect before he looked over to Wooyoung. The male was about to say something before Jongho talked again.

"He is in safe arms. I don't bite, I promise." He said in a half-joking matter, despite the tone of his voice still being cold as ice.

Yeosang just hoped he won't seriously leave him alone with Jongho. He just doesn't feel too comfortable about being left alone once again with him.

"You can find one of the maids upstairs, they are probably up by now since they heard the door. They will show you around." Jongho continued.

Wooyoung looked over to Yeosang, not knowing what to say before he nodded and let go of his friend.

"If you say so. I'm leaving him here then."

Yeosang felt annoyed at him for not getting the hint even if he did everything he could.

Fuck you, Wooyoung! Why do you always leave me when you aren't supposed to?

Yeosang wasn't sure what he was thinking about this, silently hoping that Wooyoung won't actually leave him. The two of them were left standing there all alone as Wooyoung walked up the stairs to find anyone who could help him out.

Yeosang looked down again, feeling uneasy just by being in silence and Jongho's eyes looking down on him all the time. He patiently waited for Jongho to say anything, but he just remained silent.

"I won't do anything, I promised you that already."

Even if Jongho's voice was calm and he didn't even do anything, Yeosang just nodded and kept staring down at his feet. Until cold fingers were found under his chin, making Yeosang look up.

The male shivered when he realized how close Jongho was. Yeosang could clearly see the color of his eyes and the way they were sparkling because of light.

His breath hitched when he saw those beautiful pink plump lips so near him, and Yeosang for a second thought they would taste really sweet.

"You can look at me, you know?" Jongho whispered to him as he held his head up by his fingers.

Yeosang gulped when their eyes once again connected, and just the way Jongho was staring deeply into his soul made Yeosang want to suck his di-

"I've been wondering lately.."

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows, waiting for Jongho to continue speaking after a few moments of silence.

"Do your lips taste good as they look?" Jongho whispered.