Won² (• s.hs | c.hw •)

Sick of It

Hyungwon really didn't understand why Wonho was being so hostile toward him, and the alcohol certainly didnt help either of their cases. All he felt was right to do in this situation was stay quiet and take in everything the photographer shot at him. It seemed so far that both men were bitchy drunks and Shownu was stuck being the only responsible one between the three of them.

Shownu's actions immediately took over the tole of peacemaker after Wonho's first little outburst; and thats when it seemed obvious someone was about to blow. Who though was the question. Unfortunately, Wonho about to light the fuse to blow all of Hyungwon's pent up emotions out of the water. The second Wonho stopped talking, everything he was holding back surged out.

"I didn't ask you because you were the one that said I should keep my mouth shut if I wanted to be tolerated by you." Hyungwon snapped, not forgetting the fact that when they were both very sober, Wonho said that he would only be tolerable if he kept his mouth shut. He knew all he was, was a pretty face and his apparently shitty attitude didn't help that situation. Even though he knew it was true, it still stung quite a bit to hear come from someone else, especially when they weren't sober. After all, sober thoughts come out of a drunk mouth right?

"And I'm sorry you just happened to try and play Superman when I was in a bad mood. And for your information, I don't need a buffed up pretty boy to come to my rescue when I've been doing fine on my own thus far." Hyungwon couldn't help but scoff because of pretty much everything that came out of his mouth. "I'm sure you'd 'diva out' too if a one night stand kept harassing you for more, especially when you aren't willing to give." The whole Jeonghwa situation being brought up only fueled the already very lit fire. 

"Why am I even here? You said it yourself that you don't like me so there is no way we can even be considered acquaintances." Hyungwon finally huffed, ending his semi-rant and stood up from the table, adjusting his shirt so it was straight once more. "I'm sick of this, I'm leaving."