𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 | 𝐂.𝐉𝐇 𝐱 𝐊.𝐘𝐒 ✓

「7」

Yeosang was silent as he looked at Jongho.

A few seconds passed, and the two of them just couldn't remove their eyes from each other. 

A cup of iced americano was still in Yeosang's hand as Hongjoong talked with Seonghwa, but he didn't listen to what they were saying at all and instead just stared at Jongho who stared back at him in the same shock.

Instead of speaking and saying anything, there he was : focused on Jongho and shamelessly staring into his eyes.

Jongho cleared his throat, scratching the back of his head as Yeosang looked down to his feet. Every bit of the good mood he had was now gone.

Why does he run into this guy every time? It felt like he was possessed.

Jongho looked down to his hand, pointing his finger at the cup that was in Yeosang's hand.

"Iced americano?" Jongho asked, but it sounded so awkward in Yeosang's mind.

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows, not really sure what was the guy talking about and instead just nodding slowly in reply.

Jongho nodded back. "It's also my favorite."

Yeosang didn't know why was he telling him that, or why something inside of him wanted to know more things Jongho liked.

He always found out what Jongho liked from people, and never actually from Jongho himself. It kind of made sense, specially because he never almost talked to Jongho before almost 2 weeks ago.

"Wow, at least something we agree on.." Yeosang mumbled back.

God, this is so awkward... Yeosang thought.

Jongho smiled a bit, which was unusual and but hummed anyway, nodding his head and looking like he was thinking the same thing like Yeosang was just a second ago.

"Uh- I wanted to apologize-"

Nope. Yeosang wasn't going to listen to this. He doesn't want any apologies now, it's too late. 

Jongho was still speaking, but Yeosang rolled his eyes and walked away. He wasn't going to stand and listen to this bullshit. That asshole? Apologizing? No way.

The male widened his eyes, immediately walking behind him and catching Yeosang by his wrist. 

"Hey, what are you doing?-"

"Please, just listen to me. I really do want to apologize for everything I've said to you." Yeosang was cut off.

Jongho's words sounded so real, but something about it just made Yeosang feel.. weird. It felt like he wasn't honest to him.

He shook his head. "Leave me alone. I won't listen to you."

Jongho let out an annoyed sigh, but the face he usually had was back.

The cold eyes and that serious look on his face was enough for Yeosang to literally get on his knees. He knew it was bad, and that Jongho was a bad person, but Yeosang was in love.

His wrist was once again caught, and no matter how hard he tried to move it back, Yeosang didn't succeed. Jongho's grip was too strong for him.

"Why the hell are you so stubborn? I just want you to listen to me!" Jongho exclaimed.

Thank god there was not too much people, but Yeosang hoped that San or Wooyoung didn't see them. It would be horrible to explain.

Yeosang scoffed. "And why should I listen to you, knowing that you don't actually mean it?"

Jongho let out a sigh, looking annoyed as ever and jerking Yeosang's arm closer to him. The male gasped, but he held onto the cup that he was still holding not to drop it.

"Yeosang, I'm serious." Jongho demanded.

He raised an eyebrow. "So am I."

Jongho's jaw visibly clenched. Yeosang didn't really care about any apologies or anything Jongho wanted to say, because he didn't care about him too.

"Hey, what are you doing Choi?" The voice behind them asked.

Yeosang turned to look to the location where it came from, gulping as he saw Donghyun. He was the captain of the football team and also one of Jongho's best friends.

There were a couple of the guys behind him, and it's obvious that they came to the same coffee shop like Yeosang's friends did. What a timing.

Jongho immediately pushed him away, clearing his throat and looking suddenly so nervous. Yeosang almost laughed at a sudden attitude change.

"I was just talking to this weakling. I though he was working here." He said in a somehow ironic tone of his voice.

Yeosang scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Jongho before rolling them.

"Good job Choi! He doesn't deserve to even breathe!" Donghyun laughed with Jongho, hitting Jongho on his back.

Yeosang tsked. "God, the kids have better jokes than you two."

He walked away, deciding not to waste his time anymore further and just ignoring the fact Hongjoong was there and still talking to Seonghwa.

After all, Jongho doesn't deserve for Yeosang to even look at him.

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"Choi, what is going on with you and that Kang freak?" Donghyun asked.

Jongho was quiet for a moment as he sipped onto his iced americano. 

The truth was : he didn't know himself what was going on. Ever since that night when Yeosang was over for dinner, Jongho suddenly changed.

It wasn't much of a change, but it definitely was. Every time he looked at Yeosang no matter when or where, there was a feeling of something burning inside of him.

Of course he couldn't just say it in front of his friends. It would ruin his population in the school, specially in the club. He needed football, and he won't allow his reputation to be ruined because of some guy.

"What do you mean? There is nothing going on." Jongho asked.

"Oh, there definitely is! You were literally holding him by his hand when we came in!" Sanghoon, his other teammate spoke.

Jongho furrowed his eyebrows, but he knew that was the truth. He held his wrist because he needed to have Yeosang listen to him, but he knew that he just won't. Why would he anyway? Jongho doesn't blame him. 

"What? No way in hell I would hold that rat by his hand. Who knows what was he even doing with his hands?" Jongho exclaimed in disgust.

Something inside of him just snapped. Why was he even saying that? Yeosang never did anything to him, and yet he was treating him like that.

The other teammates laughed, but Jongho felt like he was going to slap himself. It wasn't that funny.

"I knew you would never do that. That brat looks so damn ugly that even an ant won't go near him!" 

"Yeah, what even is that fried hair? He looks so gay!" Someone added.

Jongho wasn't listening to the rest of it, mainly because he just wasn't interested in listening to them.

"I thought he turned you gay for a second!" Donghyun said.

Jongho stopped in his actions. Him? Being gay? Being gay for Yeosang? No way.

"What the fuck?!" He exclaimed in shock.

"I would never like a man, and even Yeosang?!" Jongho asked in shock.

The guys laughed, but Jongho was still shocked. Did they really say that?

"Well, who knows?"

Jongho furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"

Donghyun cleared his throat, looking over to Sanghoon and keeping in his laugh. Jongho was more confused than ever. Everyone looked like they were going to burst out laughing.

"You think like that, huh?" Sanghoon asked.

Jongho furrowed his eyebrows, but he nodded in response. He looked around the table only to see everyone looking at him.

"Then, we have an idea for you." Donghyun smirked.