𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 | 𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐛𝐢𝐧

one❀

music reccomendation: 0:00 by bts

<<-------------------{.⋅ ♫ ⋅.}------------------->>

soobin pov:

he was just so damn cute.

his mouth was parted slightly as he slept, dividing soft, pink lips. his hair a beautiful mess, tufts of raven black cascading over him. his little nubbin of a nose.

soobin knew it was weird to stare, especially at his own friend, but he couldn't help but let his mind wander. wondering of what he's dreaming of. what a world it would be, if yeonjun woke, smiled at him, took his hands and said, "binnie, i've always loved you. you're the true love of my drea-"

"uehgjd," yeonjun snorted suddenly and sat upright at his desk. soobin looked away quickly, face burning red. that was close.

"why didn't you wake me up, bin? i wanted to study for ms. kang's test," yeonjun says, faking a pout at soobin.

"umm... no reason. also, you know that you're going to pass. you actually know what's going on in class, unlike me." soobin responds, crossing his eyes playfully.

"then let's go to my house after detention so i can tutor you! as your hyung, it is my duty to aid the retarded."

"shut up, you wendy williams lookin ass."

as the two walked back to yeonjun's place, they shared earbuds. the

soobin whined, "i don't wanna listen to your dumb music, let's play my playlist, hyung!"

yeonjun scoffed. "please. this is the real music. this is what you hear when you enter heaven. cherubs. harps. all that good ethereal shit."

he goes on and rants about his favorite bands and soobin can't help but sneak a look. yeonjun looks so animated, so happy. his eyes lit up, the world slowed down. just him and his friend. soobin wanted to do so many things to him right then and there- the one thing he wanted in the world was for yeonjun to return his feelings. 

yeonjun finally notices. 

"the fuck are you staring at?" 

soobin blushes and turns away. 

"nothing."

"yeah? are you sure it wasn't my devilishly handsome face?" yeonjun attempts to do aegyo and jumps all around soobin.

"knock it off!" he yells shielding his eyes from yeonjun. "i'm going to set my eyes on fire after this," he glares.

"while you're at it, do your ears as well! if you can't appreciate day6's music, i'll make you!" yeonjun smiles and holds up a peace sign.

soobin rolls his eyes. 

they finally arrive to yeonjun's house and they grumblingly get out their textbooks. yeonjun begins in a maddeningly superior air, "little child. watch and learn."

soobin looks over at yeonjun while he's working. ugh. still cute.

soobin shifts slightly in his seat and sighs. why did math have to be so hard? he puffs out his cheeks and runs his fingers through his hair. 

deep down, soobin felt disgusted with himself. why did he feel this way? why did he get butterflies everytime his best friend smiled at him. why did he think those thoughts at night, of yeonjun holding him, of sleepy kisses in the moonlight, of making him a sweaty mess.