#tooun

Un lays his chin against his hand, looking at Too. He loves seeing the man like this. There are all these small expressions running across Too's face as he likes and dislikes the changes he makes to his photos. It's lovely to see. Un knows he's one of the only people to see him like this and that makes everything even lovelier. This is the third time this week he has spent the night with Too, just looking as he edits. Eventually Too always gets too tired to keep his eyes open and after tucking him in, Un leaves for his own dorm. He's sure today is going to follow the same pattern but he doesn't mind. Not in the least. "Stop staring at me", Too breaks the silence, still keeping his eyes glued to the screen. Un smiles and shakes his head. Too can see the motion through his peripheral vision and bites his lower lip in annoyance. "You're distracting me", Too complains again and glances at Un, immediately getting back to his work. "I'm not doing anything", Un teases with a smile on his lips. Too gives out a sigh and leans closer to the screen. They stay silent for a few minutes. The radio is playing quietly in the background mixing in with the sound of Too's keystrokes. After a little while longer, Too lets out another frustrated sigh. A crease appears between his brows. "Seriously! I'm working!" he tries to sound annoyed but Un can hear the laughter behind his words. "I'm working too!" Un shoots back with a similar tone. This is finally enough to make Too give up. He leans back against the seat and turns his attention to the man sitting on the bed next to him. Too's eyebrows are raised up and he seems to be ready to roll his eyes at any moment. "Really? What are you doing then?" Too challenges with a smirk. Un raises his head and leans closer, looking straight into Too's eyes. "I'm looking at art", Un lets out the words matter-of-factly, his eyes never leaving Too's. "You know that observing masterpieces is an important part of my major", Un continues with a flirtatious tone. Too freezes. For a few heartbeats his head is empty and then his face flushes red. Un seems pleased with the reaction and his smile grows wider. Too opens his mouth to say something snarky but nothing comes out. He tries again just as unsuccessfully. This man.. it's not legal for someone to be this good. Surely that has to be against the law, right? Slowly Too closes his mouth, finally accepting that he's not going to be able to produce a smart comeback and he gulps. Shit. Shit. Shit. But he's already leaning forward. Too's eyes close as his lips touch Un's. The older boy is surprised but after a few seconds, his eyelids close as well. But Too is already pulling away. Un opens his eyes and takes a hold of Too's arm, gently stopping him from going any further.

After seeing Un in a restaurant with sb else:

Opportunity was at his fingertips and yet he almost voluntarily let it escape from his reach. Lynn, the beautiful Lynn with whom he has been in love since high school agreed to spend some alone time with him and yet he just wanted to go home.

He isn't aware when it began but suddenly the part of his brain that was usually occupied by Lynn was replaced with Un. The senior who was annoying, constantly bugging him but also the one who made him feel special, who watched him with kind eyes and bought him his favorite snack to the shoots they worked on together.

„Are you ok?“ Lynn asked after she caught up with Too and noticed the sudden mood change. Too gave her a small smile, pushing the pain beneath the surface and nodded.

„All good!“ He pointed down the street, somewhere at the glimmering signs. „I just remembered one better place.“

The picture of Un eating in their restaurant flashed before his eyes and he bit his lip as he felt the burning sensation once again. Their restaurant, Too thought. Was is ever really their place? Why would they even have their place? They are barely friends.

It hurts. It hurts like a stab in the heart and yet he's too scared to admit it aloud. He glances and Lynn who is silently walking beside him and imagines her sitting in that restaurant with someone else. The difference? He feels nothing. No pain.

„Too?“ He snaps out of his thoughts at the mention of his name.

„Yes?“

„This is the restaurant right?“ She points out behind herself at the neon logo. „I remember you rambling on about it and how good the food is.“

Too nodds, not getting excited at the fact that she memorized that detail about him. He walks to the door and holds it open for her to walk in first. Before following her, he glances back from where they came from.

It obvious who his heart wants and yet he lets the door close behind him as he walks over to the table Lynn is at. He doesn't flirt, he doesn't shoot his shot. They talk about everything and nothing, eating and joking around. He had fun with her, no doubt, but his heart longed to be close with someone else.

That night he was restless, his mind racing and making up scenarios. He barely got any sleep but it made him familiar with one thing.

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Two was never in a real relationship. Despite many girls approaching him, he never opened his heart to them to let them become more than a one night stand. He never had a proper high school sweetheart nor a passionate college romance. He had fun. That's the best way to call his so-called relationships. Fun.

Lynn was the one that occupied his heart for many years but it never became anything more and now it's fading. He doesn't feel the tingles of happiness when he approaches her or feels nervous when he asks her to hang out. No, that happens with somebody else.

Un, his senior, became a large part of his life without him even realising. At first, he only thought of him as a colleague. Then, he became a friend and his reserved movie premiere partner. And now…now he doesn't know himself.

„Have you seen the remote?“ Un stood in the middle of the room, looking around to find the device.

„Here.“ Two raised it from the crack in the couch to show him. Un immidately took it and returned to setting up the movie on his TV.

Two let himself watch Un. He had hurt him, he knows. He hurt Lynn too. He had even hurt himself. Since then he had the talk with both of them and cleared the air as much as possible. Un agreed to wait for him to sort his feelings out to prevent potential additional pain.

Un was kind. He was so kind. Two is sure that he doesn't deserve him. He had thought about it last night and yeah he does like him but he's scared. What if Un realises that he fell for the wrong one? What if he isn't enough? After all, their favourite movie told them: „You accept the love you think you deserve.“ Un deserved the world and Two isn't sure he can accept someone so good because he's not.

„You better not fall asleep this time.“ Un warned as he took a seat on the other end of the couch and pointed at him with his index finger.

„You're never gonna forgive me for that?“ Two said, sounding annoyed but he wasn't really.

„Noup.“

„One mistake and you're immidately labeled.“ Two shook his head before they laughed.

Two: I can but I don’t want to, I hate P’Un, he pisses the shit out of me 

Third: he was the one who asked for you 

Two: ...