Won² (• s.hs | c.hw •)

Sour Pants

When it came down to Shownu and Wonho's relationship with him, the blonde boy-man had a tendency to get a little possesive and even jealous from time to time when someone had his friends attention, even though he didn't often show it. There were probably several reasons for this that didn't have to do explicitly with how close the two of them were, but who Wonho was as a person when they were younger. Througout his teenage years Wonho felt as though he wasn't much more than a pretty face to those around him, and often times the actions of those whom he considered friends failed to prove him wrong. Shownnu was only one of the few people who had stuck with him through thick and thin, supported him and his dreams, help him find himself, all of that painfully cheesy stuff. They were really close, and Wonho appreciated and cherished Shownu like no other so... When someone else tried to get his attention -more specifcally the someone named Hyungwon- he couldn't help but hold back the built up salt he had for the other.

"If you want to know why I don't like you ask me, I am right here." Wonho said sourly, leaning forward to look at Hyungwon once again, wrapping the arm of the hand that was previously on Shownu's thigh around Shownu's arm and sighing softly. "And don't try that bull. You know very well why I don't like you. Your attitude stinks, you're pretty, entitled and too tall." Wow Wonho. You totally didn't sound even the slightest bit- is there even a word for it other than weird?

The way that Hyungwon's bottom lip puckered out genuinely got on Wonho's nerves and he wanted to reach over Shownu and flick the shit out that bottom lip, but he knew better than to invade someone's space even if he would have given anything to do so.

Before Wonho could say anything more, papa Shownu stepped in, waving his hand in the air as if he was dismissing everything Wonho said. "Look, Hyungwon, I think it's pretty obvious why Wonho has such a problem with you."

"Shownu. I will drown you in a protein shake if you keep talking."

"I mean. You're a guy. He's a guy. You're pretty- he's into that type of thing..? You see where I'm going with this?"

"I don't know where he's going with this. /This/ doesn't even make sense."

"Like, come on, he's bullying you because-"

"La la la! Wow. Nope, actually. I'm not bullying you. You asked for this entirely on your own. I was just trying to be your hero earlier today and you had to be a little diva about everything. 'I can't take care of mythelf'." He said the last part in a matter similar to that of what you'd imagine sponge bob to sound like in that one meme, using his free hand to mock the movement of a mouth. To conclude his little fit, he huffed softly and sat back in the seat, letting his head fall back. "You're not worth getting this worked up over, your face is just stupid and it bothers me.." He mumbled, pursing his lips.