note: in no way do i enforce serious shipping and/or sexualization of idols. this is just for fun and to fufill my writing fantasies. if this isnt your kind of thing, then you are free to leave.
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anton and wonbin have been close friends ever since they were trainees, and after riize debuted, therir bond became much stronger.
wonbin is more of the flirtatious and fearless type, while anton is the victim of wonbins flirty remarks and is more on the shy side. but that doesnt mean he isnt innocent. his mind is as broad as wonbins.
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it was a rainy night in the riize dorm room. anton and wonbin were the only ones there, while the others were stuck in sm entertainment building due to the bad weather. sungchan called a while ago, saying he is grocery shopping and will be back in an hour.
wonbin decided to take use of this little free time to practice his guitar lessons. he dragged anton to help him in identifying any mistakes he made, and that was no hard job.
"no no, thats the wrong tune." anton says with a smile. wonbin let out a frustrated "argh" before slumping down on the couch.
"its okay, hyung. ill help you as much as im able." reassured anton. wonbin, moody from messing up constantly, sat up straight and started playing again.
"FUCK-"
he screamed when he made the same mistake for the 3rd time. anton went through his notes and started on explaining which string is which or whatever- wonbin wasnt really listening. he was staring at anton with a fond expression.
"anton, do you have a girlfriend?"
the suddenness of the question startled anton. "what? w-well i-.." anton stuttered before shutting up. how could he tell his hyung that he was gay? it wasnt the easiest topic to talk about, so anton just kept quiet. he had to give an answer quick since wonbin was staring, waiting for an answer.
"no i dont-" he muttered while looking at the white tiles on the floor. "first kiss? hickey? hook up?" wonbin quizzed. anton wondered why he was suddenty asking these type of questions.
"no..." he blushed as soon as he responded.
anton let out a teasing "oooh~", making anton even more flustered.
"but you wonder how they feel, right?"
'what the fuck are these questions?' antons mind raced. he felt hot and uncomfortable. the note papers rustled in in his hand as he tried to put them back into his file. he felt the couch on his left side sink. he turned to see wonbin dangerously close to his face.
