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╚═ "drama queen" ═══╝
kim seokjin could not focus.
how could he actually pay attention to anything around him, whether it be the professor droning on about different knife techniques or his best friend namjoon ranting about how boring his shift at the convenience story was last night, when all he could think about was that boy from the frat party?
seokjin wasn't usually the type to frequent frat parties, or parties at all for that matter. he preferred to stay in his apartment and read, or watch dramas while binge-eating all the food in his cupboards.
but for some reason, he'd found himself walking across campus to the frat house the party was held at. he'd been invited to the party by one of his classmates, a cheerful boy in his year named baekhyun.
usually he would have dragged namjoon along with him, but the younger had to work a late shift, so seokjin was left to his own.
once at the party he'd immediately started drinking, knowing he'd only begin to enjoy himself if he was drowning his blood in alcohol.
and then, he'd been dancing when a boy who looked a bit too young to be a college student brushed against him. as he passed seokjin got a look at the boy's ass, which looked firm and round under the tight jeans he wore.
seokjin cursed to himself as he tried to clear his head of the thoughts. he was currently on his way back to his apartment as his classes were done for the day. he had a day off tomorrow, which made him very happy as he'd have a chance to catch up on some much-needed sleep and get some work done.
the twenty-three year old let out a sigh he didn't realize he'd been holding as he finally arrived to his apartment. he quickly fixed himself something to eat, and watched the last few minutes of a sitcom while stuffing his face with instant ramen. after he was full, seokjin disposed of his garbage and walked down the hall to his room.
seokjin would be lying if he said he wasn't picturing the raven haired boy as he leaned against the shower wall, hand stroking his length at a lazy pace. he would be lying if he said he didn't wish that he had a name that he could cry out as he released all over the wall.
after quickly washing his hair seokjin stepped out of the shower, towelling himself off and pulling on a pair of track pants and a sweatshirt that said his college's name on it.
he collapsed onto his bed, falling asleep in mere minutes. the sound of the boy from the party's moans played in his ears over and over as he fell into a deep sleep.
➴
"come over this weekend?" namjoon was asking, as the two ate lunch in the cafeteria. "it feels like it's been forever since we hung out."
"namjoon-ah, we see each other every day," seokjin reminded as he stole a fry from his best friend's plate.
"hey! those are my fries! and shut up, you know what i mean," namjoon huffed, turning back to eating for a moment. "but will you? i don't have any papers to write this weekend and i wanna hang out with my best friend."
seokjin sighed, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. "okay, fine. i haven't been to yours in a long time."
namjoon hummed, not particularly wanting to explain exactly why they hardly hung out at the younger's house. "so," he said. deciding to change the subject, "how did that frat party go the other night?"
seokjin almost choked on his soda. "oh! um, it was fine?" his voice rose slightly in pitch towards the end and he prayed his friend wouldn't pick up on it.
but namjoon just wiggled his brows. "did you get laid?"
the elder scoffed. "of course not."
namjoon gave his best friend a look. "come on, jin hyung. don't lie to me."
"well, i was pretty damn close to taking this cute guy up to one of the rooms but then his dumbass friends came and cockblocked."
namjoon snorted. "just your luck, hyung."
"tell me about it. i haven't gotten any for months," seokjin wailed dramatically, flopping onto the table.
namjoon chuckled at his melodramatic best friend. "i still think you should have majored in acting, drama queen." seokjin reached a hand up without lifting his head from the table and flicked namjoon in the temple. "ow!" the younger complained, rubbing the sore spot.
"well, i gotta blast. class starts in forty five minutes, and i gotta run back to my place to grab my uniform. i forgot it this morning. see ya, joonie!" seokjin stood up from the table, dashing off before namjoon could even call out a goodbye.
