Good Boy,Bad Boy | 2 moons fanfic

Chapter 13 Trial. Make me forgive.

Two days

Wayo was honestly impressed by the level of resolve he had towards his best friend but after hours of longing stares being shared across the room as they both tried and failed to concentrate on getting the choreography for the Campus Moon and Sun selection performance down even Wayo's steely resolve was broken. Wayo was surprised he didn't break anything after tripping so many times. And it wasn't just because of Ming's sad puppy stare haunting him. Nope. Phana,who had become a regular at the practices for some reason,also had his eyes on him. An incredulous gaze that Wayo's mind threatened to fool him as love struck.
And then he had a third pair of eyes that had joined this madness. The senior he'd confronted after the incident with Ming who he came to find out was,Forth. Apparently he was the schools bad boy. Well former seeing as Wayo had slowly eased into the title in the amount of time he'd been here. This Forth guy was obviously admiring him and Wayo wasn't stupid. The guy had a thing for him and it was apparent.
And also ridiculously overwhelming.
He already had his hands full with the mess he'd made,he didn't need another handsome man complicating things any further.

So in a lame attempt at gaining even the tiniest bit of normality back into his world that was rapidly falling apart beneath him,he'd sucked up his pride and sought Ming out first. Which was why he was standing in front of the male's door,dressed casually in sweats with his hair freshly dyed a bold silver. An apology on the tip of his tongue and heart in hand. It's late already
. Enough so that the moon hung proudly in the night sky on Wayo's walk here but the light that slivered from the bottom of the door made it obvious the other was awake.

He'd knocked already,the sound of shuffling indicating his friends nearing and his anxiety spiked in the slightest. Sub consciously reaching to adjust his glasses and then sweat shirt. A sharp inhale then he was exhaling and putting up a calm expression. He could do this.

The sound of pattering drew closer and it was evident that there was more than one person headed his way. Perhaps his friend had company and this was a bad time. The door knob jiggled,Wayo contemplating bolting but he just took another deep breath and steeled himself. It was now or never.

Ming did have company,the door opening to reveal said male clad in only sweatpants that hug sinfully low on his hips showing off his perfect v line. Naked torso scattered with hickeys and scratches which Wayo couldn't help but glare at till a person,one of the annoyingly beautiful girls,cleared her throat as she awkwardly tried to fix her messy appearance.

"We'll get going."
She whispered,grabbing her friends hand. The two ducking their heads as they passed Wayo,a slight limp in the second's step. Yet even in such a compromising position they couldn't help but ogle as they recognized him soon after.

Finally alone together the tension in the air thickened. Wayo and Ming's eyes locked in a heated gaze as neither could build up the courage to speak first. But Wayo didn't want to speak words any longer. Blame it on hormones or the pent up stress but right at that moment he just wanted to erase every trace of those girls on Ming because as selfish as it was,Ming was his. Even if he could never fully belong to the other. But Wayo has learned to be a lot of bad things so selfish would be just another little title on his list.

"What are yo-"
Ming's attempt at breaking the silence was caught off by Wayo roughly pushing him back into his place. The door kicked shut and locked in impatience by the shorter who didn't waste,jumping to action. Before Ming could even comprehend what was going on he was pressed up against the nearest wall,head pulled down roughly by Wayo's hand tangled up in his dark locks and lips caught in passionate kiss which he couldn't help but melt into instantly. Always too weak when it came to Wayo. The smaller seemed to take this as initiative and soon Ming had a tongue shoved against his in a kiss that slowly grew more and more sloppy. Breath mixed and his arms that lay limp by his side were soon roaming,touching,groping at any and everything he could on a very familiar body.