Hyunin Oneshots [HIATUS]

Perfect for me

Smut, fluff. (I'm giving a warning for when the smut starts and ends so those uncomfortable can skip <3)

Not proofread
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It was supposed to be another normal day for Jeongin. Another ordinary, nothing special, normal day, where he does normal things.

Except it wasn't.

Not when Hyunjin, his supposed bestfriend, is wearing those illegally short pants to practice, one where it literally exposes his thighs and calves and god damn that's one good ass.

Jeongin tried not to stare– key word, tried. But it's physically impossible to do so, especially when Hyunjin so magnificently stretches, some muscles flexing in his arms. The team is practicing for this huge game on Friday, and as much as Jeongin wants to stay in bed, his desire to... observe the players surpasses it.

Hyunjin jogs around the field, hopping left and right frequently, the muscles on his calves flexing a bit more with every jump.

Jeongin could see the numbers '04' displayed proudly at the back of his red jersey. Jeongin watches intently when he spots another player approaching Hyunjin, saying something Jeongin couldn't quite catch.

Jeongin figures its about him since Hyunjin then makes a full 180, brightening when he sees Jeongin sitting on the benches. Jeongin smiles without his eyes, teeth on display.

Hyunjin sends a dramatic flying kiss to Jeongin and laughs when Jeongin pretends to slam it down on the grass. Jeongin sighs when Hyunjin redirects his attention to his surroundings, focusing on the practice round instead.

Jeongin's eyes are practically glued to Hyunjin's figure as sweat starts to noticeably trickle down his neck.

Okay, Jeongin admits, Hyunjin has the most perfect body he's ever seen, sue him. It's not Jeongin's fault Hyunjin works out so religiously, every day without fail, and it's definitely not his fault Hyunjin is reaping what he sowed, getting those shaped, hard chest Jeongin desperately wants to feel.

"I can feel your horniness from a mile away." Han Jisung, that rat, can't he be any louder?

"I'm not horny," Jeongin defends, eyes drifting back to the field where Hyunjin and the other football players were gathered, not that he cared for any one of them that weren't Hyunjin.

"God man, you're such a loser," Jisung plops down next to him on the bench, eyes glued to the field, undeniably watching the football captain, Lee Minho.

Jeongin doesn't blame him, Lee sure does have some thick thighs (he still prefers Hyunjin's though)

"Seriously though, how's it going, you know," Jisung makes exaggerated eyes, flickering them between Jeongin and Hyunjin.

"What do you mean?"

"Ughh, c'mon Jeongin, it's not fun if you play dumb."

"I genuinely have no idea what you're talking about."

Lie. Slander. Bullshit.

Of course Jeongin knows what Jisung is talking about, he's not stupid. It's about the time when Jeongin ever mentioned ONCE in his life to Jisung, about his so-called love problems, and now that damn rodent won't let it go.

Jeongin is in love with Hyunjin.

Ding ding, you heard that right.

In love with someone who thinks of him as a little brother, in love with someone who makes him laugh, smile, and cry, the one who is way out of his league.

Even worse, Hyunjin is extremely oblivious about Jeongin's feelings, Jeongin can't decide whether that is a curse or a blessing.

A sharp piercing noise pulls Jeongin away from his thoughts. Jisung audibly gasps, "Look, Innie, it's starting!"