𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇

#.. FOUR

the night of the party came faster than expected. jungsu lost control of the people entering his house, but he didn't care anyway.

as long as nothing gets stolen away or gets destroyed he is fine with everything. he was sitting on the table, playing some card games with other people, while the music was blasting.

of course he made sure to sit next to seungmin, who had pretty red cheeks. was it because of the small amount of drinks he has downed or because of jungsu? probably both.

"it's your turn, seungmin" jungsu laughed, noticing that the younger zoned out. the latter immediately sat up, his eyes lightly widened. "huh?"

"you're cute"
this baffled seungmin even more, it was fun to jungsu to tease him like that. someone else told him then that it was his turn, ruining jungsu's fun.

he noticed his best friend in his peripheral vision. turning his head to wave him to him, jungsu died ten times.

jiseok was talking to gunil! there was probably some alcohol in the younger's system, because he'd never have the balls to talk to him in a sober state.

he even got shy by just mentioning gunil, he'd never be able to talk to him. yet there he was, confidently laughing and looking at gunil.

lord, he was so obvious. jiseok was like switched up, his face so bright, his eyes so sparkly. and gunil was sipping that up.

seungmin noticed jungsu staring away and looked at the same direction. and he cheered internally.

he saw that gunil was basically eye-fucking the smaller boy, to which he let out a louder chuckle, startling jungsu. "jesus!" he shouted in shock, turning around to face seungmin as he held onto his chest, laughing.

this made seungmin laugh, as well. "why did you have to scare me like that?" jungsu was talking to him.

all of seungmin's systems shut down, it took him some seconds to process the said thing. "oh- um- gunil is finally talking to his crush."

"dumbass" he scolded himself internally. "now you just told the best friend of your best friend's crush that your best friend loves his best friend... what the fuck what."

jungsu accepted this with a grin. "right? i'm surprised jiseok is even able to talk to gunil without dying there and then."

this surprised seungmin. "huh?" "boy, just look at jiseok. he's already planning their wedding." now where jungsu said it...

their conversation got disturbed by the others, who shouted at jungsu to continue.

[...]

"so you're in a band?" jiseok asked, giggling as he had his hands on his thighs, almost melting due to gunil's arm around his waist. the elder's broken one was resting on his lap.

they were sitting on the big armchair, the couch being occupied by some weird people. they were forced into proximity - not that either of them minded.

he never knew that he liked to feel small but there he was, enjoying it a little too much. "yeah, the school band. it's pretty nice, the people are amazing. what about you tho? what are your hobbies?"

what were jiseok's hobbies? did "dreaming about you" count? "well.. i- um- don't really do anything? i like reading."

the conversation got deep, they started talking about books and book suggestions. gunil turned out to be a bookworm, as well. they had even more in common than jiseok thought.

"also i love your style - you look so pretty" gunil suddenly said, throwing jiseok off guard. his eyes widened and his lips parted in shock. "uh- thank you? i'm so bad at receiving compliments-"

"you'll be able to learn it with repetition. did someone ever tell you that your eyes look adorable?" stop. stop stop stop.

if jiseok could, he'd just dive out of the window out of happiness. too many happy hormones were jumping in his body, doing backflips and killing themselves.

he just had this dumb look as he gaped at gunil's word, looking at him in shock. but gunil wasn't finished.

"the glasses are so cute, too. they really fit you.." gunil's eyes shifted down towards his lips, that's where jiseok officially panicked. what the fuck was happening? was he dreaming?

he didn't know what to do. as the stereotypical nerd, he never got that close to someone before. this was the first touch he ever experienced.

even though jiseok was slightly tipsy, he could still think normally. and he knew that he wanted it. gunil seemed to be into him, too, so why not?

yet as he closed his eyes, feeling gunil inch closer, they were interrupted by someone. "we're playing seven minutes in heaven right now - wanna play, too?"

gunil moved away again, his hand giving jiseok's waist a gentle pat as he stood up. "sure, wanna come too, jiseok?"