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Alcohol is not good for you, kids. Younghyun learned his lesson on everyone’s behalf. He knew that once he drinks more than necessary, his mouth goes and goes until there is nothing left to say. Same happened last week, when during his self-pity party Younghyun mentioned how useless he felt. He always wanted to be an actor, but he ended up in CFs, which, to be quite frank wasn’t his dream at all. He wanted to make it big, but in his own eyes he was just a big loser - almost jobless, sad and single.
It’s one of those Friday nights again, when he’s drowning in self pity.
“Stop saying things you don’t even mean.” Wonpil slurs. “We both know you’re incredibly talented, you just didn’t meet the right people yet.”
Younghyun squints his eyes at his friend and leans way too close to inspect his friend. “Then introduce me to someone, Mr. manager.” He tips an almost empty bottle of soju to take another gulp. He has given up using the small soju glass after the third bottle, now being on his sixth. Drinking straight from the bottle seemed like a far better solution.
“Introduce you to…?” Wonpil snatches the bottle from the other and gulps down the rest, shaking it a little above his mouth not to leave even a drop to waste. “Shit, do we have more?”
“ I have, but you’re not getting any.”
Wonpil pouts, trying to act cute and Younghyun just shivers with disgust at the act.
“Don’t get me wrong Pirrie, I just don’t want your husband to nag at me.” Then, as if he suddenly remembered an important fact, he crosses his arms and leans back on the couch. “Also you need to get me some job first.” He starts making finger guns at Wonpil suddenly. “Some action movie, where I’d be able to show my true potential, you know? Something full of action. Something that makes the audience sweat.”
Wonpil giggles, but his smile falters when he notices his phone lighting up with incoming call. “Oh no. Jinnie’s here.”
“What? He’s here early…" Brian glances to the clock, almost 2am. "Oh shit, it’s that late already?”
Wonpil stands up, his legs wobbly, hair dishevelled after he ran his hand through it way too many times during the evening. Cheeks rosy pink. “How do I look? Will he notice?”
Younghyun stands up to inspect his friend. He sniffs around Wonpil’s face which makes him squirm uncomfortably. “You reek of alcohol.”
Wonpil squeezes his eyes shut and takes a deep breath. “Will hear a mouthful on my way home…”
“More like you’ll have a mouthful. I still don’t get what Sungjin finds so sexy about you being tipsy.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.” Wonpil wiggles his brows and starts collecting all his stuff, before turning around to give Younghyun a brief hug. “At least I have someone to satisfy my needs, Hyunnie.”
“Who said I didn’t?” Younghyun protests as they are on their way to the front door.
Wonpil opens the door, coming face-to-face with Sungjin, who didn’t look surprised to see Wonpil in such state. Sungjin nods at Younghyun in greeting, extending his hand for his husband to take. “Jerking off to Jae Park-” Sungjin starts to cough and Wonpil is there to pat him on the back, albeit not even trying to help that much. “Porn is not someone, you need a real person. Not just…” He gestures to Younghyun’s hands. “Those.”
Sungjin is back to his serious expression, although really red in the face, his eyes jumping from Wonpil to Younghyun. “I’m not sure I needed to know this… that image in my head is so vivid.”
“I bet that isn’t something you want to imagine, Jinnie.” Wonpil laughs and then pulls Sungjin over to their car, waving exaggeratedly to his friend who still stands frozen by the door.
Once Sungjin somehow manages to get Wonpil into the car and put his seatbelt on, he waves to Younghyun, tells him that they’ll see each other soon.
Once he’s inside, Younghyun plumps down on his couch looking at the mess around him. He’s been deprived of many things lately. One of them being a stable partner, so he had to do certain stuff by himself. The only mistake he made was that he mentioned his porn preferences once and Wonpil’s been teasing him about it ever since.
It’s Sunday morning and Younghyun has been trying to prepare something to eat when he gets message from Wonpil.
Wonpil ParKim
Hope you don’t have plans this afternoon. Come over for dinner, okay? 9.23am
You gotta come, Sungjin’s brother is coming, you need to finally meet. 9.23am
Yah, are you still sleeping? 9.47am
Younghyun rolls his eyes at the urgent tone of the texts. Sure, he usually wouldn’t say no to food, he never does. But seeing this for what it actually is, he just has to refuse. It’s been ages since Wonpil tried to get him together with Sungjin’s brother. Younghyun was thankful for the thoughtfulness of his friend, but he didn’t feel like it was a good idea. Sungjin was a good guy and Younghyun was sure his brother wouldn’t be any different although he never met him. Attending family dinners just to meet him, however, seemed like a stretch to him.
So he starts typing his reply.
9.52am Sorry, but my parents are coming over today. Maybe another time?
He gets a reply from Wonpil almost instantly.
Wonpil ParKim
Are they really coming? 9.53am
You’re not just making this up, are you? 9.53am
All of you can come, we have enough food for everyone :) 9.53am
Pretty please? :))))) 9.54am
9.56am Mom already made plans for us, I’m sorry.
Although it is a blatant lie, Younghyun hits send. His parents visited two weeks ago, and they don’t plant to visit anytime soon, as far as he knows. But the prospect of watching Netflix alone on Sunday evening seemed way better that trying to act like he wants to get to know Sungjin’s brother just because he’s… well, Sungjin’s brother.
“Liar.” Wonpil huffs after reading the last text from his friend.
“What? He declined again?” Sungjin turns to look at his husband for a second and turns back to chopping the vegetables for what seems like a dinner for only three now.
Wonpil nods and sits in a chair next to his brother-in-law by the kitchen island, joining him in watching Sungjin cook. “I thought maybe he’d come this time? He said his parents are coming over, but they visited not long ago.”
“Maybe they decided to visit him again. You mentioned he’s an only child, right?” Sungjin’s brother says, his voice laced with something that sounds like hope to Wonpil.
He started to feel bad for his brother-in-law. They usually spent Sunday’s together like this, but Wonpil thought about asking Younghyun to come over today. He’s been on the mission to get those two loners to meet for years. But Younghyun seemed to be against the idea. Today’s reply only confirming what Wonpil already knew. Every time Wonpil mentioned something about Sungjin and his brother, his friend would change the topic or simply listen without adding to the conversation.
From time to time, Wonpil wonders if his friend thought Wonpil wanted to get them together just because his brother-in-law is desperate or just really unsightly. None of that was true. He wasn’t desperate, in fact, there were many people following him around, but he was never interested in them. He was quiet and liked his peace, people around him were all noisy, not his style.
Wonpil looked over to the tall man sitting by his side. Glasses almost slipping down his nose, his hair a blond mess eyes still droopy. Guy’s been working overnight again, the bags under his eyes prominent. Yet, even seeing him like this, Wonpil couldn’t say he wasn’t handsome. Good genes ran in the family, after all.
He’ll try to get them to meet again.
Somehow…