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•🥀GOOD MEETS BAD .15🥀•
"He's getting soft."
"Exactly. You see the way he looks at him??" Dowoon arrived at the regular hang out spot where him and his close friends would go to catch up with each other and blow off steam. Although, as he got closer, he began to hear them whisper about some situation, causing him to furrow his brow.
"How could I not. That's why—"
"What're you idiots muttering about now." The boy's turned his direction and gave him a disapproving look. Younghyun stepped out and headed over to him and shook his head, a wide grin on his lips.
"So you turned soft for that boy huh."
"What?"
"Don't act sly Yoon. You're falling for that boy aren't you."
"Am not—"
"Yes you are. He's gonna change you. You're not the same at all."
"Now listen here you dumbass—"
"I'm the dumbass? Don't get anything twisted. You're the one falling for a goody two shoes. What happened to playing them and leaving huh? Did he run off with your heart Yoon? Does he make your heart, skip?" Anger began to build up in the boy, as he looked at the mocking boy that stood in front of him.
"Exactly. Only sissy's fall In love—" the boy was cut short as Dowoon grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked him over, as he stared at him in vexation. He held his fist near his face, not scared to knock the living daylights out of the boy.
"Keep talking and I'll sock you in the face." Younghyun only smirked at the threat and let out a low laugh.
"Aw you're defending your boyfriend. Sissy." And before anyone could stop him, he threw the punch, not having any ounce of regret or pity. He let go of the boy's shirt and shoved him harshly, letting all his rage out.
The rest of the boys watched as Younghyun wipes the bit of blood the left the corner of his lips, as he gave a deadly glare towards the boy.
"Face it. You like him don't you."
"I don't. I'm playing him and that's all it fucking is. I'd never fall for him, or anyone in that matter."
"Prove it."
"What."
"Tell him what's really going on. Tell him the reality of it all. Tell him, you don't love him."
