Butterflies

1; deep down

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Kwak Jiseok had never been straight.

And everyone had been cool with it. His brother had congratulated him for coming out, and his parents gave him a shocked look.

"Hadn't we all known?"

They'd said after a suspenseful silence, faces puzzled still. Jiseok didn't miss the calculating look in his brother's eyes, almost hearing the gears in his brain turning ready to defend his baby brother from a now discovered to be nonexistent threat. He pretends he definitely was not using the pause preparing an over-the-top, way overdramatic speech about running away from a home that refuses to accept him as is.

His friends, well, he'd rather not talk about the older ones; but the current ones, ones consisting of Jooyeon, Hyeongjun, and Seungmin, had been very accepting of him. It wasn't long until he learnt that he wasn't the only one.

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It started off with Seungmin, calling them at midnight, ranting about his love life.

"You have no idea how long I've been contemplating on telling anyone."

Their call had lasted for over an hour, before Jooyeon appeared at his doorstep, ready to pick him and Hyeongjun up to be whisked over at Seungmin's, blasting heartbroken love songs all the way.

"Tonight, we get wasted!!"

He had recalled someone saying that. Was it Jooyeon or Seungmin? Whichever it is, it definitely wasn't him nor Hyeongjun. He remembers passing out a little after Seungmin did, making sure to stay sober all the way through his story.

"He's like, super hot. Like, hot hot. With piercings and a hot bod and all that jazz. But at the same time he's so fucking cute. Like, super oober cute, absolutely adorable. Especially when his hair is down, all wet and floppy after his gym session, and playing with his lip ring- God, I wanna taste it. And don't even get me started on his biceps. God bless his shoulders."

"Minnie- you're rambling."

Jooyeon states offhandedly, though he's pouring another glass for Seungmin who'd been long gone beyond the point of intoxication. He's watching the former egg on the latter over the way he slurries his words when Hyeongjun calls for his attention with a quick tap on his shoulder.

"Jiseok, do you know who this super hot Gunil is?"

"You don't know?"

"Are we supposed to?"

Jooyeon asks, barging into their conversation. He'd probably gotten bored of Seungmin's soliloquy over some apparently unknown dude who's likened to both a hamster and a deadlift champion.

"I mean- he comes to the cafe pretty often. I'd get Hyeongjun not knowing for a while since he doesn't come by his shift often, but how could you seriously miss a guy like that on campus?"