Get Me High [COMPLETED]

GMH 2

SAN

"Do you think this looks okay? "Seonghwa walked in to his room while San was busy getting dressed. He ran a hand through his wavy dark tresses and spared a look at his brother.

He scoffed."You're not attending a business meeting Hwa."

Seonghwa pouted looking down at outfit. He was wearing dress pants, a black turtleneck and a cardigan while his hair was in straight curtains over his forehead.

"But I don't have any other clothes. "

San sighed. "Do you have leather pants.?"

Seonghwa gave him a questioning look before his eyes widened in realization.

"No."

"Yes."

San put on his blue jean jacket over his black hoodie and then grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of the room to Seonghwa's.

"I still can't believe I have to dress a fucking grown ass man. "he let go of his arm and made a beeline for his annoyingly neat closet.

"San I'm not wearing anything you're going to pick. " he said adamantly, folding his arms.

"You either wearing what I pick or you're not going and have Mingi give you the silent treatment for a month like last time. Which one is going to be? " San smirked at him.

Seonghwa sighed and shrugged his cardigan off. "I'm burning those damn pants after this. "

San wasn't into fashion or anything but he knew how to dress up for the right occasion courtesy to one of his exes, a story for another day. He picked out high waisted leather pants, chunky platform boots, a long sleeved black mesh shirt and a linen silver stone choker.

"I look like a whore. " Seonghwa deadpanned after putting it on, looking at himself in the mirror.

San smiled and ruffled his hair turning it into a messy and shaggy mop. "There. A whore is better. Trust me. We should get going. I told Woo I'd pick him up in five. "

"Why didn't he just stay the night over? " Seonghwa asked, tying his shoes.

"His dad. "

"Oh."

"Yeah. Do you have everything? " San looked at him.

Seonghwa lifted the gift box in his hand up in the air and his phone in his other hand. "Mmh. What time are we coming back? I have to do an esssay on... "

"Jesus Christ Hwa, shut up and let's go. " San grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him out of the room.

It was almost 11 and they had been parked outside of Wooyoung's house for 15 minutes now.

"At this point we're going to get robbed. " Seonghwa said from the backseat.

"Should I go in? " San asked in concern.

"You know he would hate that. And also, his dad hasn't exactly been subtle with how much he despise us. "

San looked at the time, his leg bouncing up and down as the anxiety slowly creeped in. He knew he was probably being overly dramatic but the thing is with Wooyoung he just couldn't help but worry especially considering the kind of relationship he had with his father. And as much as he wanted to go inside and make sure his friend was okay, he wouldn't dare. The last time he did that he had found him on the floor in the corner of his bedroom, sobbing. Wooyoung kicked him out and didn't speak to him for a week.

"Hey, uh... Do you think that guy is going to be there? " Seonghwa asked in a small voice.

San looked at him through the car mirror. "What guy?"