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wooseok’s frozen, staring down at yuto. his best friend is asking for a kiss from his boyfriend except he doesn’t know that it’s wooseok in his boyfriend’s body and that his boyfriend is in wooseok’s body, just watching them like a hawk from across the room. his eyes are very clearly telling wooseok to make sure yuto doesn’t suspect anything. oh my god he’s just going to have to do it isn’t he. ok wooseok you can do this. it can just be a quick peck, nice and chaste.
so wooseok goes for it, leans forward (man, jinho was the perfect height to kiss yuto as he’s sat down, amazing) and presses his lips to yuto’s. and it is nice, yuto’s lips are so soft. he tries to move back immediately, but yuto has other ideas. he gently captures wooseok, er, jinho’s face with his hands, making sure he doesn’t move, and presses himself right up against his boyfriend, clearly giving him a proper morning kiss.
wooseok’s eyes widen in panic, and his hands land on yuto’s waist of their own accord, as he struggles not to tense up but also tries not to fucking melt into the (very amazing) kiss. he makes eye contact with himself, looking far too into what was happening in front of him to be casual. if anyone else was around, “wooseok” would have had a lot of explaining to do. luckily though, yuto’s eyes are closed and he misses all of this, too immersed in kissing the life out of wooseok.
when he finally moves away, he gives wooseok the sweetest smile, hands still cupping his “boyfriend’s” face and says, “good morning.” in that deep baritone of his.
god . they were so gross but they were also fucking hot. if wooseok was yuto he wouldn’t keep his hands off jinho either. but instead of molesting his best friend, he plasters on a smile and says, “good morning to you yuto.” he is so relieved when his voice doesn’t come out in a squeak.
a loud cough is heard from behind them and they both startle, eventhough wooseok knew he had been there, as jinho makes his presence known. “you two are so gross, some people want to have breakfast you know.”
“yah! no one asked you to look!” yuto has the decency to blush but his hands have moved to grip wooseok’s and he’s squeezing tightly. it’s hilarious how yuto still gets embarrassed around them. but that’s just yuto, ever polite and considerate of others. wooseok isn’t sure whether he wants to be endeared or simply perish under jinho’s steely gaze, made even more threatening when done with wooseok’s own doe eyes (had his eyes always been that big??).
wooseok squeezes yuto’s hands back, before saying as coolly as he could manage, “don’t lie wooseokie you’re totally enjoying the view, you perv.”
he thought that jinho would respond how wooseok always responds when he’s being teased by his hyungs: by whining and hoping they would drop it (they never do). so he’s caught by surprise to see his eyes widen and his mouth open only to sputter, “no i am not!” with zero conviction whatsoever.
oh my god.
when he finally registers what just happened, and registers wooseok and yuto staring at him, mouths agape, he finally grabs a box of cereal and takes a sharp turn back to his room. wooseok wonders if he realises that he grabbed the box hard enough to squash it in his giant hands.
wooseok turns back to yuto, whose cheeks are still red, and who is staring after his best friend. “wow i didn’t know wooseok was actually a perv.” wait, would jinho say that? fuck, that sounds like how wooseok would talk to yuto!
yuto looks at him with a small frown and wooseok immediately feels chastised. eventhough the person he insulted is himself! “hyung don’t be mean, wooseok was probably really shocked to see that so early in the morning. ah, i should have been more careful... but i was just so happy to see you this morning.” he says the last sentence while looking up at jinho through his eyelashes and man, oh man. wooseok is about to die. he is about to fucking perish right here and now because why was yuto so damn cute ? how did jinho not jump on him every chance he got? wooseok is going to have words with him. his best friend deserves to be kissed every hour of every day!
wooseok wants to squeeze the ever loving shit out of yuto. and since he doesn’t know what to say he does it.
“hey it’s not your fault okay? we thought everyone was still sleeping. you’re allowed to be happy to see me and like, fuck any of the rest who try to tease you about it okay? we’re all adults here we can be mature about things like this. don’t frown anymore mm?”
“okay hyung. you always know the right thing to say to make me feel better, thank you.” yuto squeezes him harder and wooseok feels like he just peed a little in his heart, it’s so bloody warm.