“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes!”
“NO!” I sigh and look down at him. He hasn’t pulled a stunt like this since we were little kids and even then I never realized how much it annoyed me.
“Get up right now.”
“I said I won’t so I’m not going to.”
“You’re going to get hit by a car!”
“I don’t see any cars.”
“You don’t have to see them to be hit by them.”
“There has to be one first.” Junhong lays in the middle of the crosswalk, flat on his back. Lately he’s been acting more mature but tonight he suddenly stopped and did this. “Even if I died you wouldn’t care!”
“What are you talking about?”
“If I got run over by a car you’d just keep walking anyway. Maybe you’d call 119 so that they could clean up my remains.”
“What?”
“It’s not like it matters anyway.”
“Junhong, could you please just get up?”
“Shiro.”
“You can’t just do things like this anymore. You’re not a child.”
“I might as well be.” I sigh and tap my foot against the pavement. I know that I can’t force him to get up but I can’t leave him either. There’s really nothing I can do.
“What’s going on? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?” He doesn’t answer. I look up at the sky. The stars are very bright tonight. But I know that’s not why he’s laying in the road.
“Do you like him?”
“Who?”
“Myungsoo-hyung.” My face suddenly feels warm.
“Why are you asking that?”
“Do you or don’t you.”
“It’s strange to ask someone that.”
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Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of oneshots that have been created due to some sort of inspiration. Warning: May include violence, WILL include boyxboy and may include some hetero. I hope you enjoy.
