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

「13」

[Smut scene ahead]

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Yeosang's heart was racing as he stood in front of the men's dressing room.

He gulped, not really sure what to say or do. Should he knock? Or should he just come inside and see who was joking with him? Yeosang has so many questions, but no answers.

Why was he even here? Yeosang knew someone was probably joking with him, but there was still a small bit of hope that it was actually Jongho who sent the text, even if Yeosang doubted because he knew Jongho doesn't have his number.

Yeosang gulped. Oh god.

He felt like he was being choked, but Yeosang knew he should just get inside and see if the text was true.

Yeosang squeezed his eyes shut, opening the door slowly and stepping inside. The laughs were heard, and Yeosang opened his eyes to see Donghyun, Jongho and a couple of some other teammates as they talked about something.

All of them looked like they were ready to go somewhere, but Jongho was the one who was half naked with his whole torso exposed and the towel around his hips as he sat on the bench.

They all looked over to Yeosang, almost immediately bursting out laughing at the sight of him.

"Yo, what is he doing here?" Someone asked.

Jongho kept staring at him, smirking as he saw Yeosang and feeling the tension growing. He shifted in his position as he just kept staring back at Jongho.

"He himself didn't even know why he came. He probably wanted to see us naked!" 

All of them burst out laughing except for Jongho who just kept staring at Yeosang and smiling at that. He wanted to kill him suddenly.

Yeosang gulped, rubbing his face with his palms and shaking his head as he broke the eye contact with Jongho.

"Hey, we're leaving." Donghyun said, but he glared at Yeosang before they all actually left.

"Be careful so this rat doesn't bite you." He said, causing the left teammates to laugh loudly again before leaving the two of them there.

Yeosang rolled his eyes in annoyance, sighing again and then looking at Jongho who was still just staring at him and losing all kind of hope he had. Yeosang turned his face away and mumbled a small "sorry."

He started to leave, taking a step forward and just as he was about to leave, Yeosang was stopped.

"Wait, don't go." Jongho said.

Yeosang immediately stopped walking, looking to Jongho and gulping once again. Yeosang wanted to leave so badly.

"Don't go, I texted you to come."

Yeosang widened his eyes. He turned to Jongho and furrowed his eyebrows. Why did he want to see him and where did he find his phone number?

"What-" Yeosang was cut off by Jongho getting up and walking towards him.

A small gasp left his mouth as he took a step back, widening his eyes as Jongho just stood in front of him and gave a chance for Yeosang to look all over his half naked body again.

His abs were hard as a rock and pecs looking bigger than Yeosang's whole palm, and Yeosang swore he could lift him up with one hand as he looked at those biceps. He wondered what was his workout routine.

A small scoff left Jongho's mouth as he looked at him, literally just staring at Yeosang as he eyed him like a prey. The male looked up to him with his face bright red like a tomato.