Made of Glass | Kino x Wooseok PTG

Part 51

"What did you tell him" Wooseok demands to know, Shinwon now shoved against the wall inside the corridors that very same day.

"Hey, hey hey easy. What are you on about"

"You told Kino about Mincheol"

"No, I told Yeoone, on accident. He told him"

"Fuck!" Wooseok groans, still keeping a grip on Shinwon, "Do you know what you've done"

"Look I didn't mean to , it slipped out" Shinwon pleads, "I'm serious".

Wooseok lets go, a disapproving look on his face as the pair look at each other. "Thanks a lot"

"Wooseok". But Wooseok turns and begins walking down the halls to the stairs.

"Wooseok!". He doesn't answer and heads out of the building, not bothering with the rest of the lessons today. He wanted to go home.

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The next day at night, Kino lies in his bed, watching the quiet dark world outside of his bedroom window. His heart still felt broken, but he couldn't help but think he was at fault for it all. Not for Wooseok sleeping with someone else, but just the fact that he let himself believe they were going somewhere, that Wooseok liked him enough not to do this. Was he dumb for believing things changed? Probably.

He exhales shakily and decides to pull the cover off his body, heading to the window to open it so that he could breathe in some fresh air. He couldn't continue feeling this way for much longer, he needed to get over it but for some reason he found it super difficult.

He never truly realised just how much he liked that boy. That tattooed, pierced, smoking, rude boy who got his heart racing whenever he got close, whose intense gaze could make him melt in an instant.

"Stop it Kino" he says, gently smacking himself on the cheek, "You can't keep thinking about him". He hadn't ever felt this way, and even 'going into this' he knew it would be hard, considering Wooseok's character and his past. He was a bit of a hoe. Which Kino obviously didn't judge but he should have known that someone like Wooseok, who was so open about things, wouldn't be able to change.

"I hate what you've done to me" he whispers into the night air.

At Wooseok's house, the boy was also by his window, looking at the sky just like Kino was in the moment. He had a cigarette between his lips, with his own thoughts overflowing in his head.

The intention was never to hurt Kino, after all he never expected for this news to come out. He only did what he did as a sad attempt to try and get rid of the feelings he had for the brunette. He had someone managed to crawl too far into his heart, and Wooseok knew this came with danger. He had to protect Kino from his father at all costs.

He thought it would be easy to get rid of his feelings for Kino, but fucking Mincheol didn't do shit. In fact it made him feel horrible, but he really believed it was the way to go. That's his fault. He intended to slowly phase him out somehow, even if he didn't know how exactly he was going to go about doing so.

He takes a drag of the cigarette and then watches the smoke disperse in the air.

"Fuck" he whispers to himself, hanging his head down low for a moment as Kino's crying face enters his mind yet again. The way tears fell onto his cheeks even when Wooseok could tell that the boy had tried so hard not to let them fall.

He had never felt so sorry for anyone before, never wanted to grab someone and hold them to his chest, to whisper apologies into his ear, beg for him to understand. Would he? Would he ever even believe him? That his father was an abusive drunk, who threatened to hurt Kino if he ever saw him. He did not want to risk Kino ever coming near his house on the off chance his dad saw, or if he ever saw them out together in public.