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Honestly, Jihoon's sex life was really boring, not that he'd admit.
Now, Jihoon was openly bisexual, having had a couple of boyfriends and girlfriends here and there, who were all incredible. The thing is, he never really experienced any exciting sex stories that he'd love to share. Every time he'd listen to Soonyoung's stories about his and Seokmin's sexcapades, he'd always be a tad bit envious (and disgusted, really).
Good thing is, his friends never ask about his sex life. Whether it be that they're all distracted by their own relationships or everyone else's loud moaning and groaning from literally Every Room in his or someone else's apartment, or they just never deemed Jihoon to be the One Night Stand-er type. His recent relationship was broken due to Jihoon finding out that the guy was actually straight and that he only used Jihoon as an experiment, to which Jihoon understood, being the good guy that he is.
But back to the problem, he's a twenty-one year old, horny, college student. Craving some sexual attention is normal, of course, but when you're too picky to just settle for a one night stand, sex is kinda hard to receive, really.
He remembers the oh-so amazing advice Soonyoung gave him a couple days ago,
"Okay, so, it's seriously really easy, Hoon, just, listen. Step one: Actually go out for like, more than thirty minutes." He said, facing Jihoon as he takes a spoonful of ice cream from where he sits in his bed.
Jihoon laughs, spinning his chair around to also face Soonyoung. "Nope, nevermind. This idea is dead."
Soonyoung looks exasperated, rolling his eyes as he licks his spoon. "Hoon, seriously. You don't even have to go to the bar, or something. Maybe you'll meet the love of your life in a convenience store." He shrugs. It's Jihoon's turn to roll his eyes now, spinning back around to continue working on his project.
"I'm not looking for the love of my life. I'm looking for a girlfriend. Or boyfriend. To fuck. Or not to fuck, I don't know." He groans, dropping his pen and running a hand through his hair in annoyance.
Soonyoung places his tub of ice cream in the nightstand, patting Jihoon's shoulder. "Seriously, Hoon, you should go out."
Jihoon mutters. "Fine. What's step two?"
Soonyoung claps his hands together and fixes his position on his bed. "Step two: Look delectable enough to fuck."
"What." Jihoon looks a little lost, because, Soonyoung, what the fuck.
"I mean, you should dress into something more, revealing than a shirt and sweatpants, Hoon." Soonyoung shrugs. Jihoon huffs, thinking that step two might also be a problem, because he doesn't own anything that isn't a shirt and a pair of sweatpants.
"Like what, a skirt or something?" Jihoon laughs, the thought of him wearing a skirt making him scrunch his nose but there's a solid two seconds where he actually doesn't mind the thought. He disperses the thought immediately.
"If you're up for it." Soonyoung jokes.
"Soonyoung!"
Skip to a couple days, the whole gang is gathered in Jeonghan's huge ass apartment, drinking cheap beer and laughing whilst telling stories to one another. Jihoon is sat in one of the loveseats, scrunching his nose as he gulps down his disgusting beer, fake gagging at the taste, but he was craving for alcohol, and none of them are rich enough to buy anything else. He ends up scrolling on his phone from boredom though, the loud chattering of the boys slowly quieting down. Until Minghao suddenly pipes up from the other side of the room.
