Homophobic - KNK Seungjun X Jihun

Chapter Ten - Twins ✓

*a couple months in the future*

"You, Jihun, have layers. You start off as a flirtatious blonde that cusses rarely and end up as a very sweet and kind guy. I think that's why I like you so much. I think that's why I love you."

"Stop."

"Stop what? I'm telling the truth. Kim Jihun, I absolutely love you and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Will you do me the honour and marry me?" Siwan stood up from his seat and kneeled down.

Jihun began to cry, looking at Siwan and the ring he held in his hand.

"Siwan, I-"

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*present day*

The next morning Seungjun woke up with a hangover. His head was hurting, and he was absolutely covered in all the blankets and laying on the ground.

Inseong and Heejun had long since left for work, deciding to let the giant leave by himself.

Jihun for sure wasn't there, and it confused the giant. The last thing he remembered from the night was Jihun sitting on the opposite couch and covering up himself with blankets.

I wonder why he left, the giant thought.

Seungjun got up, and ran a hand through his messy hair. His dark satin shirt wrinkled and his coat and pants too.

The giant stood up and sat on top of one of the couches, looking down at his watch. It was exactly 11:02 am.

Seungjun sighed, rubbing his eyes. Remembering everything.

His drink was spiked. He was not anxious about the situation anymore, but he was angry. Angry that those girls had done that.

He was angry that his manager and boss had pressured him into drinking. He was angry that he had to lie to them to get out.

But he was mostly disappointed in himself. At the fact that he wasn't confident enough to flat out disregard the alcohol and that he didn't notice the girls slip anything into his drink.

With a huff, Seungjun pulled out a crumpled tissue from his coat and looked down at the numbers.

So this is Jaejoon's number. This is him.

Jaejoon was mysterious. He was cold, rude, he got amused by bad things. But he was caring too, his act of kindness in the bathroom last night had left Seungjun thankful. Don't get him wrong, he was still angry that Jaejoon hadn't stopped him from drinking the drug. But Jaejoon wouldn't have been able to do anything.

He was busy with work behind the bar.

Nonetheless, Seungjun quickly put the number into his contacts, before rolling up the tissue into a ball and throwing it away. Rubbing his forehead, miserable from the headache.

Slowly, Seungjun began to remember what else had happened that night. After Inseong and Heejun had left to their room.

His cheeks flushed.

"I did not... did I?" Seungjun whimpered at his past actions.

A new sense of guilt filled him. He had kissed Jihun, knowing he had a boyfriend. He had even sat on top of his lap.