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it's because he's been lonely for so long ; is what he tells himself one night when he sits in front of the tv . dark apartment drowned in the dull noises of a movie seonwoo didn't even watch . yeah , he was just missing his wife and the boy kind of reminded him of her but why ?? he didn't even notice his phone ringing until he glances toward it . unknown number — he rolls his eyes . didn't want to answer it but something makes him snatch it from the table and answer with a throaty voice . ‘ professor kim seonwoo . ‘ silence , someone breathing behind the line . then his voice comes and seonwoo stops breathing . hyung , he calls him like they're pals that chat with each other about their girl crushes . he breathes it out , seonwoo purses his lips . ‘ have you looked at the clock- ‘ he pauses when heejin speaks .. drunk . this close to making the second bad decision of the night and regret it in the morning . and seonwoo is older and sober , he needs to hang up and pretend he heard nothing when they see each other at the university tomorrow . but the phone is pressed to his ear , he listens to heejin breathe like he's some sort of a creep ; and he probably is , with how fast his heart is beating . idiot . ‘ have you called to tell me that , mister park ? ‘ what a stupid thing to say . he mentally slaps himself for it , but nothing came to his mind at that moment . his jaw clenched slightly as he closes his eyes and leans back against the couch . the tv lights changing colors behind his lids , seonwoo is focused on nothing but the pattern of heejin's breaths . ‘ .. how much did you drink ? ‘

why would be even need pretty hands for ? who has hands kink these days anymore ? chicks like piercings , he's noticed , which is why there's one glinting at the corner of his bottom lip now . but no attempts were made on his hands — he frowned , too confused to really try to be mean . ‘ what the fuck ? ? ‘ he blurts out , suddenly getting on his feet and heading toward his roommate in long strides . his calloused fingers curled around banri's neck , forced his head upward to meet his eyes . a familiar position , he's seen plenty of videos from this point of view but the one being choked was a girl , usually . he clenched his jaw as his hold tightens around banri's neck , he blinks and feigns nonchalance . ‘ this what you wanted ? freak ? what if i break your neck now ? ‘

the woman looked like a goddess . and jaeyoung isn't exaggerating when he says that , she could rule the industry with her face alone — and she couldn't be more different than jaeyoung . black hair to blonde , elegance to his clueless sunshine grins . she was new , but she handled everything with rare control , jaeyoung was lost staring at her giggle at a joke his husband had made about a stupid office worker that jaeyoung didn't even remember . he didn't laugh . the dinner table seemed to have replaced his voice with hers , and jaeyoung is paranoid . jaeyoung has a disgustingly active imagination and he knew she looked like a dutiful little wife sitting there talking back to kai about the business that jaeyoung didn't know shit about . it was quite weird . being like this , he's never felt this way . infested with doubt and curiosity , he's lingered by the locked door a few times to try and eavesdrop — what's taking so long ? what are they even doing inside ? silence devoured their house after she left , or perhaps kai noticed it now because she was gone . jaeyoung hasn't spoken a full sentence for the whole night , he didn't plan to explain his insecurities and look pathetic because logically , it wasn't going to solve anything . it was simply doubt , jealousy even , every man would let his eyes linger on her ; and kai is a man too . he turns on the water and lets the white foam roll down the shiny pot , his eyes focused on it . no , he shouldn't talk about it , but kai pushes the wrong button and jaeyoung can't help the way his lips tug in a crooked , calm smirk as he washes the foam off with his palm . ‘ are you mad that it might have offended her ? tsk . i'm sorry . ‘ he says quietly , finally turning off the water to put the pot away . not facing kai as he dries his hands , already feeling the irritation . yeah he should definitely use the dishwasher next time and busy himself with something else . he walks past the other man and out of the kitchen , turning off the lights on his way to their bedroom . inside their bedroom , he quietly gets to change into his pjamas , standing there half bare with disheveled hair as his fingers undo the buttons of his freshly washed pjamas .

this was very hot of me for some reason and idk why . jiwoon being blood thirsty grr grr .