sehyoons POV
i want to just.. hold byeongkwan forever and hold him so tightly that he'll never leave.. i just- i can't even put it into words, his soft pale skin, fluffy blonde hair and rosy red lips..
"sehyoon..? did i- uh- i'm sorry for doing that-"
i hear him say quietly. i can't speak. all i can do is look at his beautiful face. i glance from his eyes to his lips.. to think that i just got a taste of them just.. i want more of it but.. it would never work. we're friends..
"sehyoon please speak to me.. you're making me worried now"
"s-sorry"
i stutter out after a while. for fucks sake sehyoon why would you make this situation even more awkward don't let your fucking dick speak for you god dammit!
byeongkwan leans closer to me.. or am i leaning closer to him? or am i just going fucking insane?
"hyung, tell me what's wrong"
i turn my face from him quickly. i can't tell him, i just can't he'll stress over me and i- i don't want that. i just want him to be happy, it's what he deserves..
be selfish sehyoon.. you don't need to tell him if you have him for yourself.. follow your heart sehyoon, dominate him.
no.. no i can't i have- i have to be logical i can't just-
don't be a bitch sehyoon, you know you want him, and he's right in front of you
i...
(lowkey spicy time)
byeongkwan POV
"sehyoon, please just tell me what's wro-"
i can barely finish my sentence before i feel myself forced down onto my back, my arms pinned above my head
"shut the fuck up"
sehyoon whispers to me, his face centimetres from my own.. i- i'm scared..
"hyung- w- what's wrong..? why are you so aggressive-?"
he doesn't answer. i bite my lip and i see him glance down towards them. i nervously look away before he forcefully but still gently turns my head back to look at him. he gets off of me, but before i even have a chance to stand up he yanks me onto my feet and takes me to one of the empty practice rooms and locking the door.. i'm scared- what's gotten into him..
"sehyoon we cant do this.."
"i don't care. you've been a fucking tease for too long and now i want what you owe me"
i flinch as he grabs my wrist and pushes me up to a wall. he's never like this i-
he pushes his body against mine and presses his lips on mine- i don't know if- i'm scared anymore or just.. i don't know..
i can't help but to kiss him back.. i just.. love his dominating presence.. he parts his mouth from mine and connects his lips to my neck, leaving small marks and trails of saliva.
i feel his leg press between my thighs and i- we can't do this here-
"sehyoon- mm- we can't be in here and do thi- s.. the others will get angry.."
he just doesn't listen.. he pulls himself closer to me and bites down on my neck gently. i let out a small gasp try to push him off me even though.. i kinda like it.. i just- i can't risk this-
"s-sehyoon- stop- nghh~"
CAN HE FUCKING STOP HES MAKING ME FEEL.. THINGS..
i reflexively buck my hips forward on his leg.. he definitely fucking noticed.. he lifts his head and grins at me
"what happened to wanting me to stop?~"
he whispers, not allowing me to answer and shutting me the hell up with his soft, passionate kiss.. why does he make me feel like this i- i can't risk this i just can't.. but.. i- i think i-
junhee POV
(he's alive guys it's okay)
donghun is so stressful for gods sake.. i love him to death but he's just so stressed all the time.
i sit and look at my reflection in the big mirrors, examining my features and just staring at my face in the slightly dirty glass. i don't even look like me anymore, it's just, a person
i wanna make sure sehyoon is okay after domghun lashed out on him but he's closer to byeongkwan so i should probably just leave it to them.. i trust byeongkwan to help sehyoon.
i might as well just go out and get a nice lunch or something, i think i deserve it after this shit show of a day so far.
i pack up my things and swing my bag over my shoulder, walking out of the studio, and then out of the main building onto the same, gross busy street of seoul i see every day.. everything is just so boring and repetitive.. but waffles, will never get old
i send byeongkwan a text just to let him know i've left to get some food and then i'll probably go for a walk to de stress myself.. he probably won't answer, knowing him. always ignoring texts and calls like an actual asshole..
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sorry for a short chapter! next chapter will be better i swear :') it's low key 12 am while i'm writing this so LMAO
