Seungcheol kept the beer in the fridge and slumped in the armchair to flick through messages on his phone.
No shit from work, which was good. His friends ribbing him about a honeymoon weekend, which he ignored.
He might as well take a shower now while he waited for jeonghan.
Cheol was not particularly thrilled about Jeonghan's chat with Jinseo. He knew that Jinseo had basically cut off ties with Jeonghan after he found out about them.
Interesting that he was getting it on with Jihye.
Cheol frowned.
Jihye seemed a bit off just now. Whether he was high or drunk, Seungcheol couldn't tell. Jihye never sought him out after that one time.
Which perversely led to the breakup with Jeonghan and two whole years of sheer torture.
In any case, that was in the past. Cheol doubted that Jihye even remembered the brief drink.
He was about to head to the bathroom when a pounding jolted him.
"Choi seungcheol~!"
A familiar voice. And he thought that the night couldn't get any worse.
"Fuck," Seungcheol swore and went to the door.
"Go back to your room, Jihye," he ordered.
"Open up! I want to see you!" Jihye whined. "Your boyfriend is not around anyway!"
There was no sobriety in that voice. Cheol considered calling security or standing his ground. Either led to an unwanted commotion.
And after all, they did keep each other company once upon a time.
"Let me in!"Jihye pounded again.
He gritted his teeth and opened the door.
Jihye stumbled inside and pushed him away. His gait was uneven as he crossed the room with surprising speed.
His sight rested oddly enough on a pair of jackets which cheol and Jeonghan had casually flung onto the back of a chair.
"Nice room," he remarked.
Cheol grabbed his arm to steady him. "I'll take you back to yours."
Jihye wrestled away. "No! I wanna stay here. With you."
"You can't," Cheol told him slowly.
Jihye looked puzzled. Then a smile which was both angry and inviting. "Why not? We always fuck in a motel. This is much better."
"That was a long time ago."
seungcheol was careful to sound even. He didn't like the direction of this conversation, if one could call it that.
It was as if Jihye wanted to return to a time which Seungcheol had no inclination to visit.
"But you still look so hot." Jihye gave him a once over and grew thoughtful. "So...why didn't I see that?"
Seungcheol drew in a breath and demanded, "Your key."
"Didn't bring it," Jihye grinned with a hint of triumph. He moved closer and pulled Cheol's top. "Come on, let's have some fun. He can watch. I don't mind."
Cheol grasped his wrist and said firmly, "You're drunk. Stop it."
"Or what?"Jihye challenged, with a sudden clarity. "I'm surprised, you know. You're still with him. Or do you just fuck other people on the side?"
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Fanfiction"It's a set," jeonghan whispered. "We have to keep them together. Always." The same words. seungcheol remembered how small jeonghans voice was back then. The hope in his eyes. The nervousness in his hands. He also remembered the tightness under his...
