junhoe x jinhwan | ikon oneshot

-one-

JUNHOE'S P.O.V.
my eyes start to flutter close as my boredom and loneliness consumes me. after feeling like i legitimately slept, i slap myself awake. nothing.....well no one. i sit in front of a table in a restaurant and just stare at the blank seat in front of me. 'she didn't come....again' i think to myself. this has been the fourth time she didn't come to this date. its the fourth fucking time already and nothing. i didn't want to interfere with her schedule and all the stuff she's doing but at the same time....it's so fucking stupid that i didn't do anything about it...about this. i frantically run my hand through my hair and squeeze it tightly as if i'm going crazy. i check my phone for the time. it's fucking 9:30. just as i saw the time, one of the waiters asked me if i was going to order anything after sitting for hours and because they were gonna close up after all. i told him that i'm gonna leave and quickly bow him a goodbye. once i got out of that place, i got out my phone again and contacted jinhwan, my long-time best friend. he's literally been there by my side since i was like a fetus. kidding. maybe like since i was 6 years old. we were classmates literally my whole life in school and now, we may not be exactly next to each other, but were always in touch with everything that's happening in each other's lives. as the ringing stopped, i heard his little voice on the other side and greeted me.

"junhoe-ya, you called. what happened to the date?"

"yeah, um about that...."

"let me guess.....you need someone to rant to?"

"fucking damn you're right. get 5 bottles of cold beer and probably a plastic bag." 

"consider that done. see you in a bit." 


JINHWAN'S P.O.V.
it's friday night and i'm here in my living room, being a complete lazy ass couch potato. iv'e got my blanket wrapped around my knees while watching a random movie i just came across. once i felt like falling asleep, i picked up the remote on the table and tried to find a decent channel. then my phone suddenly rang which made me mute the tv. i answered it and it was my friend junhoe. he asked me to go get some beer and a plastic bag. 'plastic bag?- oh yeah he's gonna throw up' i think to myself. i do what he says and get some beer from the freezer and put it in a ice bucket then a big plastic bag. i always have beer ready in my freezer even though i don't even drink that much beer because junhoe always comes to my house just to drink and rant about his day. well not always, maybe like thrice a week. i set all the stuff on the coffee table in front of the tv then resume looking for channels. 

"fuck, there's nothing good to watch. all these movies are trash."  

i stood up and turned off the tv. just as i turned it off, i heard a faint knock on my door. must be him. i opened the door and i saw my tall friend. 'wow, i am that small huh' i think too myself. i looked at him and saw his messy hair, red eyes-probably from crying-and there were black circles under them. he looked really horrible but it kinda made him look hot. i gesture him to come inside and he flops down my couch. he rubs his hands on his face as i sit beside him. i faced him while slowly moving my hand on his back in a comforting way. then he spilled some  tea.

"i don't know what to do. i don't fucking know what to do. what did do wrong now, hyung?! he shouts as tears stream down his face and at the same time, he repeatedly hits his head with his fist. i tried refraining him from hitting his head.

"ya, stop hitting your head. you'll just get more stressed like that. here, drink some beer." i hand him a bottle of beer and he uncaps it. he drink all of its contents in just one go. and again, he rants more.

"i mean, if she can't even go to a single fucking date, she could've just said it straight to my face and i'd be okay with instead of leaving me hanging there and making me hope that she'd. actually. FUCKING. COME!" i give him a new bottle to empty. and in one go, he drains it.

"you need to break up with her tomorrow. she's just pure shit." 
"i want to, really. but i can't just let it go just like that. we still went through so many good things together, hyung." 
"you're literally crying right now because she doesn't have time for you and that she doesn't go to your dates but you're saying that you two can still work out? you're losing your mind because of her." 
"FUCK, FINE! I WILL BREAK UP WITH HER TOMORROW." i suddenly kinda regret saying what i said because he looked more stressed and irritated and just can't stop covering his face. he then grabs another bottle and downed it"

"okay, sorry. i'm not exactly forcing you to break up with her. i'm just saying the things that you need to take in consideration, okay. just take your time to think about this situation." he grabs his fourth bottle and downs it yet again. i can already see that he's getting quite drunk.

"no, it's okaayy. you-you're just doing your role. you've alwayssss been the rayt wannn betweeen the two of usss." he gets another bottle and downs all of it again.

"can uuuu layk get me another or twooo??" i grab the bucket of beer and go to my fridge. as i walked to the kitchen, i felt like he followed me but i didn't mind it.i got in front of my fridge and set the bucket on the countertop beside it. i opened my freezer and got out two fresh bottles and into the bucket. i turned around and saw junhoe standing there with his eyes half closed. then he slowly start going closer and closer until there's little space between us. i feel my back hitting the fridge as he moved closer. he powerfully slammed his two hands on the fridge, trapping me inside. he was so dangerously close to me and it made my heart race. then he spoke in his low, husky voice.

"i have neeever eveer thought of a guy fitting in my layff. i aalways thought that a guurl-the girl that always broke my heart would actuaaaaally complete meeeee. maybe i should try somethin different, rayyt?" my eyes enlarge at what he said. 'what the hell does he mean?' i think to myself. his head slowly moves towards mine. i close my eyes knowing what's about to happen. i feel a pair of lips touch mine. after a quick second, i lightly push him. we just looked at each other, an awkward silence between us. i was so confused but at the same time, i wanted more. i want him, now. i immediately grab his shirt and close the space between us yet again. i kiss him aggressively and passionately. i had to tiptoe a bit so that i can actually reach his lips. i grabbed his hair and squeezed it to show my pleasure. his hands that were on my face moved to the back of thighs. he lifted me up and i latched my legs around his waist. he carried me back to the couch, our lips still attached to each other. he sat on the couch with my legs still wrapped around his waist.

"shiiitt, ur so fuckinngg deliciouss, babyyyy." junhoe said in the sexiest voice iv'e ever heard. he resumed kissing me while slowly slipping his hand under my shirt. he started lifting my shirt showing a bit of my stomach. while he was halfway, the front door suddenly flew open. i immediately removed myself from junhoe and imitated a person throwing up. 'shit i forgot to lock the door' i thought to myself. i then heard bobby's voice.

"what are you guys doiinng??"  he asked suspiciously.

"n-notthinngg. we were just drinking- hicc"  i heard a low rumble. then it came. junhoe fucking threw up on my couch, barely splashing me.

"ohhh shit, dude." 

just. great.

i look at junhoe. then to my couch. then to bobby's face who btw looks like a meme right now. my mind is still processing everything that just happened. from the super sexy make out that we and junhoe just had and him throwing up just now. i gather my shit together and stand up.

"uhhhh, can u help me a bit here, bobby?"

"dude, hell no-"

"it's not my fault that you walked in at the best timing. please. i'll just pay you right after you help me."

"you just had to involve money. okay, fine."

"great. you clean the couch while i get this monstrosity away and get him cleaned."

i lift the half-conscious junhoe from the smelly couch and carry him to my room. i placed him on a chair inside my room and went away to go get a glass of water and a small basin with a wet towel in it. once i got back, i placed the materials on the floor next to him and went to my closet. i had to look for a shirt that would fit him which is impossible because i'm just too small. 

"fuck my height."

i suddenly came across an extra large gray shirt. 'where the hell did i even get this' i think to myself. i went back to him with the shirt in my grasp. i stand in front of him and i see his eyes closed, his mouth slightly agape and some of the vomit left below his mouth. not knowing how to get close enough to him, i sat on his lap, my legs spread open. i place the shirt on his lap and grab the wet towel from the basin. i knew i was forgetting something. i had to take his shirt off. i slowly take his sweatshirt off while struggling on lifting his arms at the same time. i'm greeted with abs and a big, muscular body. 

they didn't call it 'heavenly body' for nothing.

i started to wipe off all the vomit from his face and body while following the outline of his muscles. i went closer to his face and wiped the skin around his lips. i remember how soft and sweet his lips were on mine. i remember how he aggressively kissed me. i'm just wondering why he would such a thing. for all the time we've been together, he just treated me as his older brother and best friend. the same goes to me. why did i kiss him back? am i falling for him? i am interrupted by my thoughts when catch junhoe slowly open his eyes. then he mumbles something under his breath.

"thank yoooww. you donut have to do this, yo know."

"shut up. you smell like shit. but yeh, it's aight."

the corner of his lips lift upward, his eyes half closed. he lets out a chuckle.

"i...i love you, jinhwanyyy. every single fucking inch of you.

"stop saying that. you're just drunk."

"i really reallyy am in love with youuu, jinhwanyyy. i guess that dating a girl was just a distraction. but all i reallyyy wanted is yow. i need you."

that's when i rest my hand on top of his chest. i stare at his sleepy and dreamy gaze. he grabbed my hand gently and placed it away from his chest and to my side. we just fell into each other's gaze. then i took the lead as i crashed my lips on his. this time, the kiss is much slower and seems more real. i wrapped my arms around neck while savoring the moment. that's when i heard a voice echoing as it went closer to the room.

"hey, jinwhan. do you have extra towels cuz i just ran out...."

i can feel bobby's shook expression on his meme face as he saw us.

"oh so now this is a thing!? y'all didn't update me on all this, mkay."

i give him my small, tiny, middle finger. he just chuckles.

"uhmm, okay then. just a small advice. if this is gonna continue on the bed, use some protection. okay, ima leave you two."

protection. heh. who's that?