Lingering Feelings. {Completed}. + Book 2

Chapter 16 :

⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️

This chapter contains homophobia and slurs. You are being warned.

"Sang-Hyun, why are you hiding on the rooftop ? It's forbidden to be here."

The black haired man didn't pay any attention to his best friend who was worried about him. He was pulling his uniform for him to look at him with no avail. It was at this moment that he realized something, the smell finally catching up.

"Since when do you smoke ?"

He asked straightforwardly, planting himself in front of the one who was giving him the silent treatment.

"Since I cannot stand the living hell my house has come to be because of my dad. And why are you here too ? Shouldn't you be with one of your friends right now ? The smell will stick to you if you don't move." He puffed on his cigarette, the smoke coming out from his nose.

"As if I care and you should really stop. I know you do this for a reason but you'll just destroy your own body."

He tried snatching the bud from Sang-Hyun but failed, falling onto his arms. He backed away as quickly as he landed, ashamed. His best friend just laughed at him and puffed the smoke right at his face, making the freckled guy mad.

"Since when do you care about being in my arms ?"

"We are at school."

Jae-Yoon felt uneasy, playing awkwardly with his fingers. He was hiding something and Sang-Hyun started to get suspicious, coming in closer and closer until he cornered his best friend who had his back now facing the fences.

"Again. Since when do you care about being in my arms ? Mr. I wrap my legs around you."

Jae-Yoon put his hands on his chest to make him budge but the black haired man was standing strong. He wouldn't move an inch.

"What are you doing...?" He asked, feeling defenseless, at his mercy like a prey.

"Open your mouth."

Sang-Hyun ordered out of the blue, seemingly not in his right state of mind. He didn't know why he obeyed but he did.

The black haired man wanted to slap himself across the face, loathing the fact that he was turned on by the way Jae-Yoon would do anything he wanted to. He wanted to see how far his assertiveness could go.

He placed his own cigarette in his best friend's mouth, biting his own lower lip so hard that it started to bleed. He quickly licked it for Jae-Yoon not to notice before stating.

"Suck on it."

The freckled guy was distraught. He didn't want to smoke and he told him but Sang-Hyun repeated himself and so he felt obligated to do so. Looking at the overall situation and position they were in, a strange feeling started to form inside of him, in his lower belly, burning him sinfully.

"That's right. You're doing a good job."

Sang-Hyun started to stroke, ever so gently, Jae-Yoon's hair with an endearing but lusty expression. He wanted to kiss him and was going in for one but the sound of the metal door being opened resonated and laughter could be heard.

The freckled little boy went into a coughing fit after inhaling all of that smoke and being taken by surprise, Sang-Hyun couldn't fight back when he pushed him away in front of the intruders who had strange looks on their faces.

They were Jae-Yoon's friends that Sang-Hyun never liked one bit. It wasn't just jealousy, they seemed off. The only approximately redeemable person amongst them was a certain Kim Woo-Sung but he knew almost nothing about him.