philophobia • k.yk + k.ch | √

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this chappie has 777 words for a reason 😏👌

also LOOK AT THEM WHY THEY SO CUTE OMF DED 😭

k.hy 🌀

rowoon was in a mess when hwiyoung finished shooting through his story as if its a machine gun in a middle of war.

"let me get this straight, lover boy. you got jealous over some text i sent your bubblegum?" hwiyoung nodded his head as if the whole world depended on it.

"and then, your jealous ass made chanhee go through all that? on his birthday?"

"yes, yes! i'm wrong! okay, i didn't come here for a lecture mr. kim!" hwiyoung was about to fucking break the 4 walls of rowoon's room just from frustration.

he's running out of time.

it's 8.45pm and it's a long ride home.

"hyung, you have to help me! i don't care if i have to beg you, you have to fucking help me!" hwiyoung's hands found rowoon's as he held onto them so tightly, as if his source of help will just disappear if he lets go.

"bad news, i don't know how to help you." hwiyoung saw his world go black with gloom.

"but i can phone up dawon hyung, he always have a solution for everything."

"yes, please! anything!" rowoon's finger grazed up hwiyoung's face to wipe the tears streaming from his eyes.

"what would chanhee think about you crying? he hates seeing the people he love cry." rowoon asked, dialing dawon's number, only to have it cut.

he tried again.

"he's probably with taeyang hyung right now, asking on ways to avoid kim hwiyoung 101."

"you're just gonna let taeyang take him away from you?"

"no! fuck no, i'm fighting for him right now! taeyang gave me a deadline by midnight, and i'm gonna get chani back no matter what!"

hwiyoung missed his bubblegum's smile, his laugh. like damn, it's like living in a world without the sun.

he miss him so fucking much it hurts.

"dawon! you ass, what took you so long to pick up the phone?"

"sorry, im- stop~" dawon whined over the phone.

rowoon facepalmed.

"zuho hyung stop, this is urgent! it's life and death between hwichan!"

"hwichan? what happen to my hwichan?!" dawon shoved zuho off his bed and flipped himself up, putting the phone on speaker.

zuho pouted in defeat as he laid down next to his brother, listening in.

"basically hwi got jealous and then made chanhee go through do(dry orgasm) as his first."

the line was silent.

"okay, firstly. WHAT THE FUCK? why are you jealous? like every darn time we hang out with chanhee he can talk ALL fucking day about you!"

wow, hwiyoung fucked up the universe at this point.

"secondly, YOU GAVE HIM A DO?! as his fucking first?!"

he's about to go deaf with how loud dawon was screaming over the darn phone.

hellalujah, lets create another earthquake.

"thirdly, I SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU! YES, LEARN FROM ME PHEASANT-"

"hyung, i need help. i'm on a time constraint right now, i have to be back by midnight." hwiyoung pulled at his hair, literally pulling out a few strands.

it's 9.26pm. the clock's not on my side.

"oh yeah, i have a solution." there was muffled discussion over on the other end before dawon concluded.

hwiyoung eyes lit up like stars.

"spill it!"

"so desperate, gosh. anyways, i'll put it straight. just fuck him."

"what?" rowoon questioned.

"not the 'forget him and leave him' that kinda 'fuck him'. i mean literally stuff your dick up his ass."

"chanhee's a minor, hyung."

"why would i do that to chani?! i know how fucking painful it is okay?!"

"well, at least give him a proper blowjob and let him cum."

hwiyoung weighted his chances.

"okay, fine. thanks hyung."

he could picture dawon smiling like an angel on the other end.

"no problem-" it was cut off by his own scream.

"YAH! zuho, you asshole. take it out of me!"

the two younger ones stared at one another, having mental debate before rowoon cuts the call.

"i hope dawon did help you out in a way." he said, walking hwiyoung to the front door, knowing he's gonna get lost in his huge house.

9.54pm, he prays the subway doesn't give up on him like how everything else did.

"thanks, hyung." hwiyoung smiled, putting on his shoes.

rowoon's phone buzzed, signalling a message.

"from dawon hyung, tell me how it goes with a lenny face."

hwiyoung rolled his eyes.

"tell him that he's probably texting you while being fucked senseless by zuho hyung."

"will do." rowoon waved to the disappearing figure as he walked further down the street.

as soon as hwiyoung was out if rowoon's vision, he broke into a sprint.

he fucked up once, he's not gonna fuck it up again.

chani means the whole milky way to him.