Bad Boys Bring Heaven To You

Jeongcheol 38

"Is it?" Jeonghan raised his brows, "I don't think so."

Seungcheol tried to play nonchalant, focusing on the field than the man who was looking at him, "Well, it's still not as cold as your stares."

The glare from Jeonghan's side was intensified, "I'll see you after the match."

"I am scared~" Seungcheol teased, earing a smack on his arms the next second. Jeonghan looked pissed. Totally pissed since it was visible by the way he was gaping at him from side.

And truth to be told, Seungcheol indeed was scared.

As his eyes again set back to the field where Mingyu played with the ball, the remaining few thirty seconds in his hands, Seungcheol decided to focus there instead.

The taller moved the ball from one of his hands to another, dodging the people coming towards their side and focusing his eyes to the basket. The main plan at that moment seemed to be guarding Mingyu and guiding him towards his goal since each of his teammates were shielding him from the opponents.

Mingyu thought he would do it, it seemed easy in his defence. But as he went more closer towards the basket, the amount of people trying to take the ball away from his possession increased. He passed the ball to his basketball buddy, but since the man was already surrounded by two people double of his size, he let go of the possession and the ball in the end landed back in Mingyu's hands.

Within the remaining fifteen seconds, Mingyu knew everything was upto him.

He decided to give it a go, making his way between the opponents and getting surrounded by them the next second. The basket wasn't really at much distance from where he stood, but throwing from there was risky.

Still, he jumped a little, letting his opponents know that he was gonna throw the ball. That was it, the men, thinking Mingyu had let go of the ball as he had thrown it, jumped way higher to stop his goal.

Only for Mingyu to pass the ball to his teammates, the one that was sneakily standing behind them and ending up making the goal for real.

The whistle blowed. The time was up.

Mingyu's team had won!

Seungcheol almost jumped on his place, clenching his fist and almost smashing it on the ground in the excitement. On corner of his eye, he can see Wonwoo's body shaking with excitement, his fingers curled, chin up and jaw clenched as he punched the air out of pure joy.

He was fucking proud.

The older suddenly felt a weight over his shoulders. Jeonghan had clutched on his arms by his both hands and now was shaking him vigorously, his face lightening up in absolute happiness as he kept watching Mingyu and his team hugging eachother, "You saw that Coups?!" He looked over Seungcheol, "You saw that? Wasn't that smooth?!"

If Jeonghan says, then it was.

Seungcheol found himself nodding, watching the face of the man that had shook him like if Seungcheol didn't witnessed it, it would have been end of his world, light up so brightly like never before.

Jeonghan, Seungcheol didn't know what to do of him anymore. He one second acts like a total insufferable human, getting pissed by small things, and the next second, he acts like a pure happy-go-lucky man, like if he didn't batted those pretty eyelashes against Coups and didn't make his heart beat from strange pace, what was the use of his existence.

Seungcheol was confused between the real him. Or maybe, Jeonghan was just a man who liked to be both, depending on his mood solely.

"What the hell you want huh?!" Seungcheol head immediately darted to the side from where the voice came, and the scene in front of him immediately made him stand on his feets.