#ruwonid;

ft. @ruwonid; backstage at kbs showtime showcase because a certain 1nferno boy can’t keep his mouth shut.

he leans against one of the crates and watches indigo perform. he’s actually cool with them, he’s okay with them. he’s supposed to respect them after all, except he doesn’t. maybe he would if it wasn’t for ruwon. he just never liked that guy, and he could tell he never liked him back. which is fine, people aren’t meant to like each other right off the bat, are they? and seokyung himself knows he’s a very difficult person to deal with; he really is aware people can’t really deal with him most of the time. he gets it, he does. 

but ruwon and him just never really worked out. he often wondered if he was jealous because of how confident he was (read: seokyung often uses the word ‘confident’ instead of ‘cocky’ because he thinks it’s the same). it’s not really his fault he always put his one hundred percent on everything he did, on every performance, on every moment of his career. it’s not really seokyung’s fault he’s just that talented, really. obviously, him talking about it didn’t suit well with ruwon... or was it because once upon a time he loved bragging about indigo getting the short end of the stick compared to 1nferno? maybe it was that. but, did he lie? 

a fact according to seokyung: people hate the truth. another fact: he’s a piece of shit who loves messing with people in whatever kind of capacity. so he’s waiting, almost like a wild animal waiting for the perfect prey to pass by. the adrenaline pumps through him when indigo ends their performance. he waits by the crates, there’s plenty of idols around so it doesn’t really look like he’s just there waiting for the older male to show up. so he watches the group get congratulated by others, watches the boys split in different directions, some even stick around to talk to others. to his happy luck, he watches a trainee approach ruwon, so seo thinks this is the perfect opportunity. making his way through the small crowd, he reaches the two males and gently places his hand on the trainee’s shoulder, “do you mind?” he asks, his tone doesn’t match the gentleness in which he touches the boy, because his tone pretty much says ‘fuck off’. the boy, of course, bows to him, then to ruwon and walks away.