𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇

#.. THREE

gunil and seungmin skated back home together, just rolling on their boards next to each other. "jungsu is throwing a party this saturday" the elder of them mentioned with a grin.

"he invited our whole class and some of his neighbours who also go to our school. everyone can bring someone else too. you know, he's rich and lives in that big ass house, right?"

jungsu's father was a surgeon, owning an own doctor's office and his mother was and his mother was a doctor, owning her own doctor's office.

it was no wonder that he grew up rich. "he told me to 'bring your stylish friend'. not to feed more into your delusions, but he thinks you're stylish man."

seungmin immediately started blushing upon hearing this. "no way!" he screeched, almost too loud. passer-by's eyed them weirdly, as if they did something wrong.

"someone like jungsu, the most majestic, ethereal, stylish, handsome, prettiest, nicest, coolest, bestest boy on the earth think's that i have style?!"

gunil laughed. "boy, look at you. you make tank tops look delicious, man. no homo." the younger then started laughing, as well.

"but you are homo. for the nerdy birdie" he teased with a grin, seeing how flustered gunil suddenly got at the mention of 'the nerdy birdie'.

it was seungmin's code name for jiseok, even though every person with at least one braincell would understand that it's jiseok. "n-no man!"

being busy with defending himself, gunil forgot to balance himself on the board, making him slip and fall down on the pathway with a thud.

seungmin broke out in laughter at the funny sound gunil made as he fell, but the elder didn't think of this as funny at all.

"oh fuck, shit! my arm- shit, this motherfucker HURTS!" the younger immediately stopped laughing, running after gunil's skateboard, that flew away as he hurried back.

still chuckling, he helped gunil sit up. "dude, don't tell me you just broke your arm" gunil was laughing himself, hissing and moaning in pain at the same time.

"quite literally fell for jiseok, bro" seungmin teased, making gunil laugh. "yeah, well fuck you. this happened because of you"

naturally, the two of them started walking towards the nearest hospital, which was luckily just ten minutes away.

as a punishment, seungmin had to wear gunil's school bag and also his skateboard, while he slowly rolled next to gunil.

[...]

"did you see, gunil broke his arm" jiseok mumbled to jungsu in recess, both of them sitting behind the school in their unofficially reserved place.

jungsu just rolled his eyes as he ate his pocky sticks. "congrats? kiss him as a reward" jiseok sighed, grabbing the package and grabbing himself some of the sticks, with jungsu looking at him with a killer gaze.

"you don't understand!" he exclaimed playfully as he just looked away, pretending to cry. jungsu laughed. "yeah, seungmin's obviously the cooler one"

jiseok gasped dramatically, putting his hand on his chest. "your opinion is so loud yet so wrong. gunil is literally perfect."

jungsu disagreed with a laugh. "damn, is that why he broke his arm?" they bickered like that for a few minutes, as they slowly started to calm down.

jiseok just thought of a song and lightly bopped his head to it while jungsu thought about the party he'll throw.

he was hoping that gunil would bring seungmin. jungsu knew that he had a crush on him.

seungmin wasn't very sly with hiding it, it was really easy to notice. but jungsu wasn't really aversed either.

in contrary, he'd like to get to know him more. and the party would be a great start. otherwise, jungsu didn't know how to approach him.

"yeah, hi, haha, i just noticed that you love me and i decided that i should just come to you and talk to you about it hihi." ?

in the party, jungsu could slyly suddenly stand next to him, and with him probably being tipsy by then he'd be a little bit more energetic.

but he already had the ultimate plan for jiseok and gunil. jungsu decided to play wingman, being 100% sure that gunil was crushing on his best friend.

so talking to seungmin wasn't his main subjective that evening. jungsu had to manage to get at least eight guests, including gunil and jiseok, to play 7 minutes in heaven.

one of the players will be chosen through spinning a bottle, while the other person will be decided by the rest.

once jiseok or gunil will be picked, jungsu would suggest the other. so this way, they'd have some alone time and who knows, maybe it'll start something.

then jungsu could think about his whole "talking-to-seungmin" plan.

jiseok didn't know about that. or otherwise he would die out of nervousness before the saturday could even start.

knowing his best friend, jungsu knew that jiseok was a total loser. a nerdy gay twink with straight A's and a special interest in computers.

he never had any romantic or sexual interaction, he never felt the touch of a boy who wasn't jungsu.

so this could be quite an event for him. sigh, his best friend is getting so old already.