Good Lil Boy | Jung Wooyoung

3

You were wondering what disgusted you more- the sight of Haeun fluttering her lashes at Wooyoung as she danced with him, putting on the fakest smile you'd seen on a human, and pretending to act surprised at times– or, the sight of Wooyoung who had his hands on Haeun's waists, who was whispering things in her ears, who looked pleased whenever he made her laugh. You really couldn't decide.

"People are going to think you're jealous," Yunho poked your back and you cursed as you twisted in surprise.

"I thought it was obvious that I am disgusted?"

"You keep telling yourself that, hon'," Yunho shook his head. "Dance with me?"

You shrugged but accepted, getting up and straightening your midnight blue gown, glad you weren't in a puffy peach dress like Haeun was- it was kind of making her look washed out. You took Yunho's hand and he led you to the dance floor, the two of you taking up your positions and comfortably falling in a rhythm while you both observed the surroundings.

"You have eyes on you," you said. "Who's the lady in the black gown? Look at her when we turn."

"Ah," Yunho smirked and you raised a brow. "That's the one I'm trying to impress tonight."

"I think you're doing a good job then," you approved, smiling. "Do try not to smile like an idiot or she'll catch on."

"What, so I should play hard-to-get like you do?" Yunho looked at you.

"When have I ever played hard-to-get?"

"Isn't that what you have been doing for so long now?" Yunho sighed. "I think you're not even aware."

"You're not making any sense-"

"Wooyoung."

You made a guttural sound at that. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Tell me what you think about him."

"I don't think about him, he disgusts me," you muttered. Yunho winced.

"Try again. You're too harsh, Princess."

"Yunho," you rolled your eyes. "Are you going to pretend you haven't known me since we were children? That you don't know how Wooyoung and I have been since ages ago?"

"You used to be inseparable, you still kinda are," he was grinning and you resisted the urge to kick his leg. "Problem is, you're a bit too confused. Maybe you more than him. He seems to have figured it out-"

"Shut up," you groaned. "You're just trying to confuse me. Who placed bets this time?"

"No one," Yunho stopped as the music ended and really looked at you. "It must be fun to act like you hate each other, but if you decide to drop the act... there are plenty of empty rooms in the west chamber where you two could-"

"And that's my cue to get some air and wonder why I ever agreed to dance with you," you curtsied him as the dance ended and he laughed, calling, 'I know I'm right about this!' as you steered yourself to the end of the ballroom to grab a drink. You encountered a few guests on the way who greeted you and made small talk, and by the time you had downed that drink, you were anxious to get some air.

You decided to find the balcony at the other end of the room- the one that would probably have no audience at this time. As you reached the door, you spotted none other than Wooyoung and Haeun through the window, Haeun explaining something to Wooyoung while he nodded nonchalantly. You wondered what they were talking about but you noticed Yuju waving at you from the side and you decided you'd rather busy yourself with the girls than to think of what Yunho said which would surely haunt you at night-