hate you ∥ hyunsung

一

Days and days of school passed by. Before Hyunjin could even think, summer holidays approached.

The sun was shining hot outside and Hyunjin was sitting on a chair in the kitchen, affected by the heat. The boy opened a button of his white blouse and swiped his hair back in an attempt to cool down. It was already starting to stick to his forehead.

He was minding his own business, thinking about nothing in particular. Exactly then, he heard the door opening and someone familiar entered the kitchen.

It was Jisung, one of Hyunjins two roommates. Hyunjin watched him as he walked by him, not even attempting to glance at him once. How cold. It's not like the older wasn't used to this though.

Ever since Jisung moved in with him and Seungmin they rarely spoke. If they did though, it often ended in a heated argument. Seungmin introduced him as an old friend back then. He was so damn sure that a friendship could bloom between those two, but his thoughts turned out to be untrue.

The two men were comparable to fire and water. Unfitting and only hurting each other over and over.

Without saying a word, Jisung opened the door of the refrigerator and took out a cold drink. He drank some of it before taking it to his room, or at least Hyunjin assumed. He wouldn't ask due to obvious reasons though.

The door slammed shut, leaving the dark-haired boy on his own once again. Great, just as he thought the day couldn't get any worse.

Hyunjin leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Before he could sink deeper into any daydream though he heard a nasal voice calling for him.

"Hyunjin!" Seungmin approached him, his phone in his hand. "Look what I got here!"

Excited, he showed Hyunjin what exactly was on his phone. It seemed like an app, the background held in a simple white and the header painted in a warm pink. On it, the title CupidMatch stood in a big, lovely font.

Hyunjin sighed. He already knew where this was heading.

"I figured you seemed to be lonely so I found something for you" a smirk formed on his lips. "It's a dating app and guess what? It's completely anonymous!"

Seungmin got on and on about the app. He already started showing him all the different functions and even how to set up a profile.

Hyunjin meanwhile didn't even discuss any further. He figured that if he did he would end up downloading the application anyways. Seungmins persuading skills were no joke.

"Trust me it is good. Those guys will most definitely only go after personality, not your looks." Seungmin added as he sends Hyunjin a link which leads him to the app store. He overlooked the description one last time. Then finally, after much doubt and hesitation, he tapped the download button.

But was this a good idea after all?

As it finished installing, he opened it and made himself a profile. Seungmin watched him over his shoulder, excited about what he was doing.

PrinceJinnie seemed to be fitting enough as an username, Hyunjin thought.

"And now?" Hyunjin asked after finishing.

"You either wait or search for someone yourself." Seungmin flashed him a cheeky wink. "Good luck Playboy."

And with this, he left again. Hyunjin locked his phone, deciding to wait. He was still rather unfamiliar with the system and sort of anxious too. Not only this, no, he also thought it was complete bullshit. He didn't need anyone. Besides online dating was unreliable anyway, wasn't it?

Hyunjin got up after what felt like ages. He walked to his own room. The three all had a single bedroom, for which the dark-haired boy was grateful. He couldn't stand if his roommate turned out to be Jisung. Even though he was sure he could've talked Seungmin out of it. He knew about their tensions, almost everyone did after all.

As Hyunjin stood in front of his room's door though, he could hear steps inside. Some loud rummaging sounds followed. He didn't think too much of it at first, guessing that Seungmin left his charger in his room again. He opened the door gently and...

There was Jisung, on his knees. He examined his wardrobe as if it was his own.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Hyunjin leaned on the doorframe, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, what does it look like?" The younger didn't even bother pausing what he was doing. "I'm searching for my shirt."

"And what should your shirt do in my room?"

"I'm sure you took it from the laundry by accident... or not. I don't know." He shrugged. "But I want it back. Now."

Jisung stood up and crossed his arms. He was now looking into the older's eyes, his gaze penetrating and pressing.

He felt a familiar heat in his chest. It was his anger rising, indicating that it wouldn't be long anymore until he snapped. Hyunjin let out a deep sigh. Right now, he wasn't in the mood for escalation.

He proceeded by walking right to his closet and turning it inside out. Soon he finally found the piece of clothing that belonged to Jisung.

"Here." With a slight punch, the elder pressed the shirt onto Jisungs chest. "Now take it and leave before I kick your damn ass."

And so he did, sticking out his tongue in the process. Hyunjin laughed and shook his head. What a fucking brat.

Hyunjin sat down on his bed as if nothing happened and plugged in his charger. This was already everyday life for the boy. 

After doing so he unlocked the cellphone once again. Before he knew he was checking his CupidMatch account once again, but there was still nothing. Not to his surprise though, he already understood that this wouldn't lead anywhere.

What he didn't know though is, that it wouldn't be long though until this changed.

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a/n

Hey, thanks for reading the first chapter of my fic! Hope it was good until now.

Now, I know it's still pretty short, but I already got all the chapter planned out, written and roughly edited. That means you can except an Update everyday, whoo!

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