Do that again || MINSUNG

XXVIII

Hyunjin hated Minho. He always had. He took up all Jisung's attention all throughout highschool. 

And if that wasn't enough, when Jisung started acting friendly with Minho, he stole Felix away from him too. It wasn't fair.

Minho wanted him to suffer. Minho hoped Hyunjin would kill himself over how lonely he felt. That's what Hyunjin thought, anyway. 

"They're really not as bad as you think, Jinnie," Felix had told him. 

Felix was lying. How could they not have been anything but awful when they stole everything he loved away?

So when he found out what college Minho was going to, he immediately applied for the same one. If Minho hated him so much, why not annoy him further?

In high school he was so skinny, he faked anorexia for Jisung's attention. All for Jisung's attention. Minho wasn't actually suffering. Minho wasn't actually sick. Minho just wanted Jisung to pay attention to him. 

In college, he gained weight, probably because he didn't like the 'bones' look anymore. Jisung had always had a thing for thighs. Back in high school he would compliment his so called 'dancer thighs', getting distracted by them in the lessons. When Minho's thighs started to gain some fat, he knew. Hyunjin knew Minho faked it all for attention.

Hyunjin knew. The bullying was all an act too. Jisung glanced at Minho every second he got. It made Hyunjin wonder if he really was that good of a fuck. 

Him and Felix had fucked around multiple times. It wasn't as good as he imagined. He always imagined it was Jisung who he was fucking, Jisung who he was kissing. 

He befriended Minho in college. He hoped maybe he would get the chance to take all his friends from him, like he did to him, but what was given to him was even better. 

He got to meet Jisung. Of course they recognized each other. He was dancer thighs. Jisung must have recognized. It became even better when he decided to show up at Jisung's house with a bottle of vodka, and he got Jisung drunk.

Finally, he would get to fuck him. He hadn't taken a sip of the vodka he brought. He wanted to experience this sober. Anyway, he thought he would be the one fucking him. Jisung is quite small, after all, but he seemed to heavily protest when Hyunjin tried to take the lead. 

It wasn't like Hyunjin minded. He was already over the moon because this would destroy Minho completely. He secretly hoped he would walk in. He wanted to see Minho's face when he cried. He wanted to see it so bad. 

In the end, he didn't get to, but he was more than satisfied with just having felt Jisung's cock drag against his walls. 

This high would never end. Because only two weeks or so later, Hyunjin got a call. Seo Changbin. He hung out with him quite a bit in high school, but they grew apart after that. He picked up, though, and to hear Changbin's raspy voice asking for a fuck was very much needed in his life. 

They met outside some bar, and then ubered to Changbin's apartment, all while making out hotly in the backseat. 

They hadn't even known someone was home, but to see Minho and Jisung there together made his blood boil. He thought he fucked up their relationship, so why were they together again? Was Minho not aware that Jisung was a filthy cheat? Hyunjin can't blame him for wanting something else than some stupid autist, though. 

So then, he moaned Jisung's name. Over and over again. Changbin didn't seem to mind. He just kept fucking into him, harder with every thrust. Until he hit one spot that made him gasp, a small whisper of Changbin's name making its way out of his mouth as he scratched the other's biceps. 

This seemed to do something to Changbin. He abused the spot, only becoming rougher and rougher as eventually his hand came to rest on his throat, squeezing tightly as he rode his orgasm out. Hyunjin could only resort to tugging at his own cock, wanting to cum too.

"Fuck, you look disgusting like this."

Hyunjin didn't mean to, but those words had him coming with a gasp, the older's hand still remaining at his throat. 

"Aren't you a little whore, cumming because I told you you look disgusting?" Changbin grinned slightly before tossing the taller a towel after pulling out. 

"Couldn't help it, sorry," Hyunjin smiled back dumbly, reveling in the way Changbin was watching him. 

"What are you going to do now?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean, uh, if you wanted to, you could stay over. I think the others left, we could like, uh, watch a movie, if you wanted to. Since we haven't seen each other since high school and stuff."

"Not because I'm attractive?" Hyunjin pouted with slight playfulness. 

"Not in the slightest."

"Okay."

"Okay."

It ended up being less awkward than Hyunjin thought it'd be. But quickly the conversation topic led to Jisung and Minho, beginning with Changbin asking if he liked Jisung. He responded with an "of course not!". It didn't seem very convincing. 

"So that's why you moaned his name. Hm."

"I just wanted to fuck with Minho. I hate him. So fucking much," Hyunjin stated with a straight face, indicating that he was very serious.

"You do?"

"Yeah."

"How?"

"Aren't you supposed to ask why?"

"How could you hate Minho?"

"What?"

"I don't think anyone could hate Minho."

"Literally what are you saying right now?"

"Well, I mean, Minho's pretty, right? He's also good at a lot of things. He's especially talented in the creativity department. He's so kind, he even forgave Chan, of all people. He's so, I don't know, perfect.."

"You've got it all wrong! He faked all these mental illnesses! All because he wanted attention! If he really was so depressed then why isn't he dead yet?!" Hyunjin screamed, snapping at Changbin. 

"Ah.. aren't you the one that's searching for attention?" Changbin smiled kindly, hand coming up to cup the taller's cheek. 

"What..?"

"It's getting obvious, Jinnie. Aren't you just jealous?"

"No! I'm not! And what's with you! I know you came to campus just to scare Minho!" 

"I'm.. I'm not very good with expressing my emotions. I wanted to check up on him. He's doing really well. But whenever I see him, I feel like I need to maintain that persona I held onto in high school. It.. it might seem weird, but.. Minho intimidates me."

"In what fucking way?"

"If you think you're good at something, there's always a Lee Minho who can do it better," Changbin heaved a breathy laugh, "I was afraid that when Jisung started bullying him, I would be next. Because when you find a way to make somebody so perfect think they can't do anything, there can't be anyone who's safe. I started bullying him too, although I kind of admired him. I was stupid, I know."

"You're lying.."

"I'm not, Jinnie," Changbin met the other's eyes, noticing how they were filled with tears.

"Hey, why are you crying?" the older hummed as he wipped away the tears that slipped out. 

"He's taking you away from me too."

a/n
hyunjin + changbin chapter how you like that bada bing bada boom boom boom