Serendipity || DONGJUN

I Hate You

Donghun and Junhee sat down at a booth in the VIP section. Junhee ordered a water and Donghun ordered a beer. The waitress came back to them with their drinks and Junhee looked at Donghun disapprovingly. "Why are you drinking alcohol? Aren't you driving?"

"You have your license, right?" Donghun asked taking a sip of his beer.

"Yeah."

"Then you can drive if I get drunk," Junhee rolled his eyes.

"Why do you keep forcing me to go to these parties and what not?"

"You've been to one party, one bar, and tomorrow you're going somewhere with me tomorrow as well. Plus, I'm not forcing you. All I say is be ready cause I'll be picking you up and you come."

"You tell me if I don't come you'll come into my house and tell my parents you're going to screw my brains out. You've said that more than once,"

"You got me there," Donghun tittered in defeat. Junhee took a sip of his water.

"You still didn't answer my question. Why do you keep taking me to these things?"

"Because you're cute. I can't show up with someone ugly, I have a reputation to keep."

"Because I'm cute? What? That doesn't even make sense."

"It means I treat you as an accessory when we're out together. Like how rich women show off their most expensive three of a kind purse."

"Wha-"

"Listen, I want to get into your pants but you're making it hard cause you say you're a het but I see how much I affect you, I see how much it affects you when I get close, I can see how much it affects you when I put my hand on your thigh and rub it. I can see how hard it is for you when I do those things. Dispite you completely panicking and freaking out when I do those. Also, no completely straight dude says they're straight as much as you do or panics like you when a hand of another man is on their thigh."

"Why don't you go for someone who's actually interested in you," Junhee said venom dripping from his voice. Donghun's eyes got dark.

"Junhee, you're not exactly an expert at not showing how much the tiniest things I do affect you. Look me in the eye and tell me you genuinely hate me, that you never want to see me again, you have a terrible time when you're with me. Tell me every single thing I dread to hear from you. Tell me that you feel nothing when I get close when I put my hand on your thigh when I hold your hand. Tell me Park Junhee, tell me everything I don't want to hear and I'll leave you alone. No more parties, no more hitting on you, no more anything, my plan for us tomorrow will be cancelled." Donghun growled. Junhee gulped and leaned in close.

"Lee Donghun, I hate you. I hate you with every fibre of my soul, you drive me absolutely crazy. When you're near my anxiety acts up and suddenly I can't breathe in fear my parents will see us. You are the worst thing to ever happen to me, I hate when you're close to me. I hate when you put your hand on my thigh, I hate it when you hold my hand, I hate it when you wink or smirk. I hate it so much cause I don't understand why I feel this way. I hate it when you call me baby. I hate the way my name perfectly rolls off your tongue and comes out sounding angelic when you are the living embodiment of the devil himself."

"What way?" Donghun asked.

"What?"

"What way do you feel?" Donghun asked again. Junhee stayed silent. Donghun sighed. "Does your stomach feel like it's full of butterflies? Do you lose your breath? Does your heart pound so hard you swear everyone around you can hear it? Tell me."

"No. I feel like I'm going to puke, my anxiety creeps up on me, my heart pounds in fear my parents are going to find out I'm anywhere near you. I told you Lee Donghun, I. Hate. You," Junhee lied through his teeth and stood up.