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Jungwon wasn't just a candle, he was the whole damn candelabrum. 

He was making sure to chew his popcorn the loudest he could, just to interrupt his brother and boyfriends making out in front of him. Not reaaally in front, but you got the point. 

Jeongin’s phone rang, announcing that it was time to take his little brother to therapy, because his mental illnesses wouldn't just vanish because everyone wished for it! They had to, actually, do something about it. 

Jungwon got on his feet quickly, pausing the movie and clapping his hands the loudest he could, receiving a stare from Seungmin, one of the boys Jeongin dated, while the mentioned Yang just decided not to care at all, still kissing Hyunjin, his other partner, so passionately Jungwon almost felt sick.

— If you ain't taking me to therapy, you're going to pay me a ride. — Jungwon crossed his arms, staying in disbelief when his older brother just tossed the cellphone to him, unlocked, pulling Seungmin closer to that mess. Jungwon felt the urge to throw up on top of the three of them. — You're disgusting.

The youngest rolled his eyes while running upstairs, getting himself ready the faster he could and leaving in the same pace, getting himself ready to rant to his therapist about him being completely abandoned by his older brother! How could he hurt his little brother's feelings like that? Jungwon looked himself on the mirror for a bit, deciding to put one or two different kinds of makeup before leaving, dramatically deciding to leave by the corridor’s window, for his own sake, so he didn’t had to see the gross situation between the couple-throuple? Was throuple a real word? I mean- Of course was a real one, but a politically correct word? He wasn’t sure if he once saw this being used without having a sexual context behind, and this was awful, this reminded him of a conversation he once had with one of his classmates, the one where she told the group she hated being a lesbian because her sexuality was a porn category and it sucked. Jungwon almost felt his eye twitching sometimes when he actually noticed how vile the real world is sometimes… 

He had opened the anonymous search to ask if throuple was a correct term when the carpool arrived. The moment he got on the car, he actually forgot what he was typing for.. It shouldn’t be something that important, so, who cared? The highschooler closed the search and opened a random social media, scrolling to make his ride go faster. 

This was the moment he noticed everyone in his new therapy group had started following him, and he had nothing but an empty profile with some posts his family tagged him on the “mentioned on” area.. Posts that seemed at least three years old from that moment… God, that was awful. 

He never really thought about that, he didn’t had a real motive to.. Care? Like, everyone who had his account knew him, he didn’t had why to bother posting cool photos like he was trying to impress someone, and still, technically, he didn’t had one. 

Even without a real purpose behind it, Jungwon still found the most recent amount of photos, the better ones, and posted all in a same post with a song he liked. Yang opened his front camera and stared at his own reflection until it didn’t feel like him anymore, taking a few pics and compiling it in one story, posting it with a song he felt that matched with the vibe. 

It, actually, took less than three minutes for people to like his new photos. With that being Jay, Niki and, of course, his mom. In his DM’s, he saw the notification of Niki sending him a heart, or a like, while Jay, for some reason, replied with a fire emoji. 

He felt strange… Maybe strangely good was the most accurate term to use..

Yang got out of the car, surprising himself with Heeseung sitting on the sidewalk in front of Island. He stared the spoiled kid asking himself why.. Just.. Why? He didn’t have to think too much about this, anyways, the moment he saw Heeseung blowing out a cloud of smoke with a smell too accentuated for him, the kind of it hurts when your nose recognizes it. He, still, asked himself mentally if that was even legal, of course it’s not, but Heeseung still did it like it was nothing. Heeseung was strange, he couldn’t deny it, but, in a way, who there was even normal? If they’d be even normal, it had no point for them to be there! He could consider Niki, but he wasn’t sure if being forcefully closeted by his family was the best choice for his mental health. Maybe he does needed professional care, just not for what his parents thought it was. 

“You’re staring at me. Stop it.” Heeseung glanced him head-to-toes, with the most uncomfortable look he could give to someone. Jungwon noticed he was just mirroring him, making him as uncomfortable as Jungwon was doing to him. 

“Sorry.” Yang asked, biting back a stutter because it’d made him look terrible. His head wandered into the possibility of asking him for a drag, but something stood into his path before he even completed that thought. Or should it be someone?

“Looking good today, Rabbit.” Jay checked him as Heeseung did, head-to-toes, but not making him uncomfortable, not the way Heeseung did, but rather making him shy. Yang almost felt himself rawly exposed to the troublemaker because of the way he stared at him. “Saw you on insta earlier, but got ghosted. Don’t you have manners?” He pouted, leaning himself closer to Jungwon. The highschooler felt a strange flutter in his stomach, trying not to stare at the black lipstick Jay was wearing. 

“Jay. Go easy on him, he’s still the new kid, remember?” Heeseung let out an almost uncanny giggle, nodding negatively with his head. “Don’t be afraid, Jungwon, he won’t bite.”

“Just if you ask me to.” Jay gave him the best smirk he could and Jungwon prayed to not look as dumb as he thought he was. 

“Are you always like this? Like you're always flirting with everyone? Also, are you always flirting? Like, for real?” Jungwon asked. Jay looked.. Almost flustered, almost. Heeseung laughed too loud when he heard what Yang was saying, glancing at Jay as if he was waiting for his reply. If Jungwon concentrated enough, he could see Jay searching for a great response in his head. 

It seemed he couldn't reach for any of them as he just gave him another smirk and a head pat. 

“You're a special one, Jungwon, you're not as boring as I thought you were.. I'll give you time, so we can get to know each other better, ok?” The troublemaker gave him a side hug, saluting him with two fingers in his temple until he finally reached Heeseung, getting him up so they could head back home. They had a long day ahead waiting for them.

“Why do you act so edgy sometimes? It's almost unbearable to be your friend, you know that? Ugh, seriously.. First that ‘Welcome to Hell' thing, now this? I'll give up on you someday, I'll swear to god I will.” Ethan nodded negatively as he walked to his motorcycle waiting for them near there, waiting for Jay to put on his helmet to do the same.

“You won't. You won't because you know I won't live without you.” Park said, in response. He slipped his hands under Ethan’s jacket and t-shirt, clawing his waist. 

“Keep your hands to yourself or I'll make you keep them myself.” The spoiled kid sounded like he would bite Jay if he kept on doing that, and maybe Jay liked this idea. “We're having a serious talk back home if you keep on doing this, this is a warning.”

“Kinky.” Park laughed, holding there again when they left. At the end of the day, he liked his friendship with Ethan more than he intended to. It was perfect for him, like, having a best friend, then having the freedom of kissing, cuddling and even sleeping together if they felt like doing so. It was.. Heaven! For Jay? Yeah, totally.

In the end, he knew he wouldn't end up with Ethan. But, if he, one day, finds someone crazy enough to keep him, he would ask both heaven and hell to have someone like Ethan. Someone that, at least, makes him feel as special as he felt when he was on Ethan's side.

Sometimes, being with Ethan was as good as the feeling Jay had while being drunk. Sometimes, the feeling would be even better than that.

The troublemaker couldn't deny: He seldom had thoughts about addicting himself to Ethan rather than alcohol, and God, it was hard not to fall for that.

And about poisoning himself… The worst part of that was doing so much you lose control of both yourself and your surroundings sometimes.. People would say that's the good part, but Jay would just.. Partly agree. 

At that moment? He would probably disagree, yeah, for sure.

Maybe waking up wasn't the right way to describe that, but the feeling was the same; He woke up unaware of where he was, just to notice he had fell asleep while being sat on a random couch at the party, probably he went there just to avoid passing out or something like that, he really couldn't remember, but still, there he was. 

He looked around, getting back to his senses. Ethan was in his right, flirting with a girl too naive for him, it was clear, and the rest of the world waited for him on his left. Jay searched for the black lipstick on his pockets, applying it while wandering around the place until he finally found someone, someone he knew very well.

Jay left a smirk out as he guided himself to the boy out there, clubbing, dancing with someone standing too close to Jay's liking, what was that bitter feeling? He crossed his arms, waiting until the boy left his own planet, flirting back with the other dancer as he walked away. Jongseong followed him from a nice distance, crossing his path and purposely stumbling on him, grabbing his waist so he wouldn't fall. He wouldn't fall, but Jay was edgy enough to decide that would be a great approach.

— Gotcha. — He smirked, pressing harder against his waist.

— ‘The fuck you want? — Sunoo asked, biting his words. 

— Calm down, Fox boy. — He laughed. Sunoo just rolled his eyes, carefully putting his arms around Jay's neck. Jay smiled, knowing well that Sunoo had just fallen to his tricks as he always did. — Came here alone today?

— As I always do. — He shrugged, uninterested. — And you?

— Heeseung is here too. — Jay shrugged. — You're a wonderful dancer, you know? — He slided his hands to Sunoos hips, searching for a permition to keep going on. Sunoo followed his touches with his glance, rolling his eyes in a sigh and slowly putting his hands onto Park’s shoulders, gripping there tightly and sliding it to his neck in a hug. — You like it. — An affirmation. 

— I hate that I do. — A confession. The troublemaker smirked again and Sunoo mentally insulted every inch of him before leaning to a kiss. 

They both knew each other well enough to master what they liked. Jay rushed one of his hands to Kim’s butt, kissing him like they were meant to be together, but both knew they would never. Sunoo was melting in Jay's touches, it was awkward. He tried to fight back, pushing his own hips against Jay’s, feeling his grip only getting tighter and It just felt so good so good Sunoo wanted more, he wanted Jay in a whole.

It didn't took that long for the youngest to be just grinding onto Park's lap, following the rhythm of the music that played along, the only thing to remember them that the world existed beside both of them. Jay knew he had to stop when Sunoo’s moans were too louder for his ears, getting himself off his neck, where he'd been ruining with bites and marks, and stepping back. The gifted kid pulled him closer.

— Stay. — He demanded.

— The night has just started, my fox. — He whispered, getting his black lipstick again and a lollipop, trying to get Sunoo's taste rid of him. — See you around?

Sunoo's expression dropped. There he was, he “lovely” Fox boy again. He put his middle finger up, with anger showing up all over where once had the need for Jay. — Fuck off, if I see you around, I will break you nose, I swear to god, you motherfucker-

— That's lovely to meet you here, Dumb Fox. — Park smiled, laughing while turning back to where, now, Heeseung awaited for him.

Park popped his lollipop while Sunoo watched him distancing himself from the bubble they built before. Kim held back his anger and ran to the nearest vending machine he found, he reached for the drink with the highest alcohol percentage he could found, cracking it open while leading himself to the bathroom, locking himself there, alone. 

@ KXMSCENEOO

fuxk it

im kiling myseld today 

ill kill mimyself today 11:47pm i hope y guys r aware 

wbough qirh this im fuckking done 

fuck him fuck jim i hste that bitch so fucking nuch i hope he rot in hell 

@ GALAXYSHIM

tf - A / C

@ KXMSCENEOO

idk if i hate myself more or him 

@ GALAXYSHIM

who -A

jay? -C

@ THEICEPRINCE

fucking jay isn't it?

@ KXMSCENEOO

of couse it is 

@ GALAXYSHIM

jay 39383

sunoo 0

@ KXMSCENEOO

fuckwou 

@ GALAXYSHIM

rude -C 

@ THEICEPRINCE

come home 

we can talk 

@ KXMSCENEOO

no 

im good 

@ THEICEPRINCE

prove it 

send me an audio 

@ KXMSCENEOO

[AUDIO MESSAGE, 0:56; “The fuck you mean send me an audio? I'm fucking great, can't you see? Don't you believe me? If you don't, I don't fucking care at all, fuck you too.”] 

@ THEICEPRINCE

MY EARS

@ GALAXYSHIM

cw: loud noises -A 

fucking earrape audio jesus christ -A

@ KXMSCENEOO

i hste buth od you 

@ THEICEPRINCE

oh my goodness r u crying?

sunoo..

@ GALAXYSHIM

uh oh..

@ THEICEPRINCE

im picking u up 

wait 4 me outside 

1-10 scale, how much have u drank?

@ KXMSCENEOO

fuxk your scalw 

@ GALAXYSHIM

11 -A

ill wait 4 u at sunghoons 

@ KXMSCENEOO

leabe me alone 

@ THEICEPRINCE

i want you outside 

im being dead serious

sunoo, im not joking 

@ KXMSCENEOO

i knwo 

im drunk 

no lollipops no candies 

nothing 

just deunk 

@ THEICEPRINCE

that's good 

@ KXMSCENEOO

im an idiot 

fuck 

i want to cry 

fuck him 

i want to fuck him too 

fck 

@ GALAXYSHIM

GROSS - C

I WANT ZERO DETAILS - C

Sunoo almost jumped hearing the door slamming on the wall. He could recognise people cursing on him for locking the whole bathroom, but he couldn't care less.

“Fuck off.” He screamed, pushing the bartender with his shoulder when leaving. He wiped off the tears, forgetting he even wore makeup one day, he was a mess with tears and makeup and black lipstick running down his face. 

Kim came out of his senses, noticing he had opened another can of some unrecognizable alcoholic drink, well, at least one he didn't care about what it was. He was trying to swallow the tears along with the alcohol when he stumbled onto someone, a girl he could barely identify the face of. Sunoo wasn't paying that much attention, so he fell. It was pathetic. 

“Oh my goodness, sorry, I- I'm sorry, are you ok?” The girl asked, putting her phone on her pocket and trying to reach for Kim, receiving a slap on her hand. 

“Do not touch me.” He mumbled, ignoring when the girl's boyfriend tried to speak up for him. 

“Konon, god, are you ok?” Jaewon held the girl's hand, making sure everything was ok. “Did he hurt you?”

“I'm fine, Jae, just.. I don't know, that boy is somewhat familiar.” She mumbled, reaching for her phone again, following her boyfriend around, directed to the exit. “Riki sent me his location, it's not that far from here.” She announced, entering the car. 

“What a weirdo, you were so polite to him.” He sighed, rolling his eyes.

“Jae, it's ok. Maybe he.. Wasn't feeling well, or he had a bad day.. Or he's just naturally that way, it doesn't matter, we don't even know him! It's okay, we're ok, sweetheart.” She smiled, kissing his cheek. “Look, there he is.” She pointed, happily. “There's someone with him!” Konon declared with joy. 

Niki was sitting on the sidewalk, with a boy with vivid red hair on his side. They seemed to be chatting, laughing, and they seemed like good friends! But Konon was a big sister, after all. She saw the way Niki had this thing wiggling and touching his fingers, he did ‘one-two-three-four-one-two-three-four’ touching the tip of his fingers on his thumb, not only this, but running his hands on his hair, and smiling so easily that everyone could see: He was, indeed, flirting. 

Konon felt like she could burst out of joy.

“Niki!” She called, lowering her window. “Is he a- Hey, I know you! You're the waiter we saw that day!” 

“Hello there.” The boy smiled, shyly, standing up first and then helping Riki to do so. “I'll make sure I'm the one giving you the call from here.

“I'll wait then.” Riki laughed, hugging him. “See ya!”

“See you.” Jungwon waved, smiling and waiting for Riki to enter the car to finally make his way to the pizzaria again. Yang felt this strange shiver running down his spine, he wanted to laugh and kick his feet with the thought of working with Niki. He ran to the office, throwing himself on the couch.

“Your ears are blushing.” Jeongin declared, putting on some makeup on his bruised neck. “I can't believe we're hiring the boy you have a crush on..”

“Shut up!” Jungwon declared, throwing a pillow on his brother’s back.