Distant Luminosity | Hanjoo

Chapter Twelve

- Byungjoo -

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened yesterday in my head. Of course I decided to be too confident in myself and make the first move, only a few weeks of knowing him.

Why am I such an idiot sometimes? I didn't even know if he liked guys! I just came at him like, "yo I kinda formed a crush on you in less than a month and I want you to know that if you wanna be a thing or something then bro I gotchu cos I swing both ways if ya know what I mean winkwonk"

Seriously ... what were you thinking, Byungjoo?

Don't get me wrong, I love the fact that he kissed me back, despite my internal screaming. The only thing that bothers me is how early it was. What if he only did it by pressure? What if he lied about liking me back the same way, just so that I wouldn't get hurt? I'm not much of a pessimist, but I'm almost positive a personality trait of mine is paranoia.

Okay so, worse case scenario, Hansol doesn't like me back and is lying for me. Heartbreak? I can handle heartbreak. I can handle it, I'll be fine. He's the first person I've actually developed a crush on. It's fine. Just fine.

Alright, maybe it's not fine–

Hyosang smacked me fairly hard on the forehead. "Earth to Byungjoo." I shook my head, grunting before rubbing over the probably red spot on my forehead.

"Why do you have to hit people so hard?"

"Because gentle doesn't exist in my dictionary." Hyosang flipped to the next page in the textbook on his desk. I dropped my hand to my lap and looked over his shoulder, skimming the words to find anything possibly interesting about our lesson. "The hell are you doing?" He asked as he looked at me with an agitated expression.

"Reading, obviously." I narrowed my eyes to him, but he only smirked.

"Go back to reading your gay smut, dude." You know what? Let's fuck with him; I'd love to see his reaction.

"But I already finished it." At that exact moment, Hyosang sprung his arms up as fast as lightning and his eyes widened. He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair and knitting his brows. He inaudibly mumbled something before leaning in closer to me, which kind of scared me because of how serious he looked.

"Tell me that was a joke."

"Nope," I resisted laughter, "I'm not joking, not even in the slightest."

Hyosang blinked a few times, staring at me like I was hard to see. "Are you gay?"

"Nope." Hey, that's not a lie. I'm technically straight and gay.

He hit my arm quite hard, I'm sure it's going to leave a bruise. "You idiot, don't scare me like that."

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this is a little short but it kind of plays a big role in foreshadowing ;)

it's a good thing don't worry

stay awesome, everyone! \(▼ω▼)/