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it wasn’t too bad at first. he had a relationship with this pretty boy… like, really pretty…
here’s the thing, though.
if there’s one thing about wonbin, it’s that he struggles with commitment issues and not sexualizing his partners—as it turns out, dysfunction can fuck things up!
anton was nice, and pretty, very pretty actually—but you know what his problem was..?
he was boring as shit.
sure, he experienced trauma and everything, but a very important and well known fact—hell, it’s scientifically and socially natural—is that toxic things are attracted to other toxic things and…
anton was almost too healthy for him..? anyways, healthy = boring apparently!
and you know what wonbin’s favorite solution to boring people is?
cheating.
if he couldn’t get what he needed from anton, he would get it from someone who would provide—and he did!
and then anton broke up with him!
…well, shit .
turns out that leaving your boyfriend’s house while he’s sleeping to go fuck a friend that both of you are close to (if you’re wondering, it was sohee!) is less than ideal in a relationship, especially if you weren’t really… in the mood to care about being discreet.
oh, it also didn’t help that when anton confronted him the next morning, wonbin unapologetically explained—no, over-explained everything. he relayed his feelings (or lack thereof) for anton, his philosophy on relationships, everything anton could ever possibly need to know about wonbin’s mind.
sure, wonbin was a cheater, but he also wasn’t a liar.
so, at that moment, on anton’s couch, wonbin (unsurprisingly) got dumped.
of course, he didn’t really care about his lack of emotional unavailability hurting anton.
maybe he felt bad about probably unnecessarily traumatizing anton, but cheating itself? nah.
…or maybe he did? it was kind of a blur. before he could worry too much about it, the ringer from his phone and the vibrating noise on his nightstand brought him back to reality.
wonbin stretched his back and curled into his comforter, still picking up to answer the call from… sohee! (who was his go-to rebound when and after cheating!)
“hey, sohee. what’s up?”
he barely got to finish his question before an overexcited sohee took over.
“hyung! have you seen anton’s new post? him and seunghan hyung are dating!”
oh —oh no…
not seunghan…
let it be known that wonbin felt fear not because of anton scoring a rebound so quickly, but because he chose that boy of all people. seunghan was notorious for being a raging freak, and even though he is technically wonbin’s best friend, he’s technically also a whore who won the “most likely to get std’s” award (sort of as a joke) in the school yearbook senior year, so…
plus, it wasn’t like wonbin actually hated anton, he cared a lot for him! this shit really, truly just boiled down to wonbin’s intolerance of boring people.
“hyung? did you see it?”
wonbin coughed a bit, just trying to get himself out of his own head so he could give the illusion of looking like he actually cared by attentively listening (which was really just him throwing in random mhm’s).
“no, but that sounds crazy as fuck! i hope anton doesn’t get any std’s…”
he smiled a bit upon hearing sohee laughing through the speaker.
“anyway, everyone’s going to the park by your place to just hang out, i guess. you’re coming too, right?”
ah, so that’s why he called.
he was wondering, considering sohee never called him.
though they’d known each other for years, it just seemed a bit… intimate for them.
wonbin clumsily shifted out of his massive comforter (he was still sleepy) and grabbed a random outfit that he figured would be decent enough.
“yeah. i can’t exactly leave my hot boyfriend by himself, right? also, there’s no way i’m going to miss out on a chance at making fun of anton and seunghan.”
sohee snorted, “you’re too much, binnie hyung. anyway, i’ll send you the details, see you soon! mwah!”
wonbin ended the call and felt himself stare at the wall.
“alright, time to make fun of them.”
turns out, sohee wasn’t lying.
seungton—seunghan and anton, by the way—great couple name, right? was very much real and right in front of him.
disgusting.
wonbin’s brow twitched at the tragic sight, it was truly pathetic… they looked like the world’s saddest attempt at a couple ever. though, wonbin couldn’t help but feel his ego going up and up—at least his rebound wasn’t a freak!
what really bugged him (besides anton choosing his whore best friend of all the people in the world) was how pretty he looked while simply waiting for everyone to meet up at the park. out of all 7 attendees (including wonbin himself because duh, he’s very sexy), wonbin seriously felt himself struggling to keep his attention away from anton.
uh oh, this wasn’t going well at all. anton was so, so, so pretty. his lips were really pretty too. it’s a shame that his boyfriend’s a fucking freak…
before he could get even more (mentally) unfaithful, his cute and adorable boyfriend, sohee snapped him out of it once more.
“anton, you got a rebound pretty quick—right, wonbin hyung?”
wonbin cracked a mischievous looking smirk towards anton, clearly plotting to do something that would make things messier for everyone.
oh well, they love it.
”seunghan, you know that you’re choosing to date a boring man for his looks, right? isn’t that shallow?”
anton rolled his eyes before interrupting him.
“at least he knows that i won’t cheat on him while he’s sleeping.”
he softly mumbled, quiet but still prickly.
luckily, wonbin was prepared. he truly would say that all those years of flirting with and cheating on people was helpful with the general parts of life—like being a toxic ex boyfriend! wonbin eyed his lanky opponent dead in the eyes before cockily laughing.
”ok, vanilla.”
seunghan took his turn to jokingly scoff.
”hey, no name-calling my boyfriend!”
wonbin took a seat in one of the benches, lifting his hands up as if he’d been getting arrested. shotaro groaned and sat himself next to wonbin.
”guys, can we not? we literally just got here.”
sohee snickered a bit before offering an apology on behalf of wonbin.
”sorry, taro hyung… wonbin just likes starting shit. you know how he is.”
sungchan frowned deeply, not having the patience needed to deal with wonbin. he was clearly tired, but if wonbin was being honest, he had really only begun with his usual antics.
”hyung, no offense, but you’re way too young to be looking like that.”
sungchan glared daggers at sohee before finding an age-appropriate response.
yep, he was way too young to be dealing with this much stress, but having an ignorant asshole (or two. or more.) in your friend group can prove to be challenging sometimes!
“and y’all are way too old to be fighting like this; at least fight like men! what happened to punching each other in the face?”
wonbin raised a brow in an attempt to not make a suspicious looking face.
playing with them was just too easy.
“hello? you know that anton’s fragile ass would probably die or something.”
seunghan squinted suspiciously at wonbin.
”um, stop talking about my boyfriend’s ass, please!”
ugh… seriously, what a weird guy…
wonbin rolled his eyes, not really wanting to waste any intellect he actually had on arguing with seunghan when he could be using it on hot people.
“i’m just saying, you should worry about your own!”
a grimace formed on anton’s pretty little face.
uh oh. not a good sign.
“hyung, if you were just gonna be like this, what was the point of you coming?”
well… since he asked…
“to make fun of you and seunghan, of course! you both know how much i hate gay people.”
anton somehow looked even more displeased than before; though, before he could spout out any toxins from his mouth, eunseok finally arrived, taking his sweet ol’ time to reach the benches as he’d been occupied by his phone.
with a long and exasperated sigh, anton gave up and wearily opted for an indefinite truce.
”just drop it, okay?”
wonbin crossed his arms.
”okay, vanilla.”
eunseok raised a perplexed brow.
”i’m sorry, what..?!”
as the day went by, things actually got peaceful once wonbin inevitably got shut up (by sungtaro). the group flocked around a couple places, walking around the city, shopping a bit, and eating before eventually landing in wonbin’s expensive ass apartment complex.
time flew by quickly, and eventually the only people left were anton, eunseok, sohee, and of course, wonbin. comfortably sat on the couch in each of their own individual ways, it took a few moments before someone (eunseok) eventually spoke up.
”i forgot how nice your apartment was.”
“hyung, you were here like, last week.”
wonbin lightly chuckled, genuinely surprised at how bad eunseok was with time.
”yeah, but i think this is the longest i’ve ever been here.”
anton fought the urge to make a face.
”we’ve only been here for an hour.”
eunseok scoffed.
”yeah, i know.”
he waited a few moments before making a youtuber-esque face and checking his phone.
”oh, shit!”
sohee curiously tilted his head.
”hyung? what’s wrong?”
hurriedly hopping off the couch and frantically collecting his shit, eunseok took a couple moments before eventually finding the time to speak. while he was panting heavily, he tried to speak up (which was difficult due to the olympic level speeds he was reaching).
”i gotta get back to my place before my roommate starts cooking prison food, i’ll come back another time. later, skater!”
after the loud ass slam from the apartment’s front door echoed through the room, anton felt himself scrunch his nose before quietly mumbling to himself.
call him judgmental, but it’s hard to not be when you’re surrounded by a bunch of freaks (albeit, in different dosages).
”…who actually says that..?”
sohee lazily shrugged.
”eunseok hyung, i guess…”
silence filled the apartment as the final three were left to awkwardly stare at each other. anton tried to build the courage to speak up and leave first, but sohee had beaten him to it.
…damn you, sohee.
”binnie hyung, i’m gonna leave now, okay?”
wonbin visibly frowned.
”aw, but anton’s really boring…”
sohee cooed the pouty wonbin—a sight that made anton physically sick.
yuck, wonhee…
…sobin..?
”i know, i’ll call you when i get back though, okay? bye, wonbin hyung, bye anton!”
…and then there were two.
anton stroke first, immediately getting up the moment sohee stepped out the apartment.
he’d given himself a mental note to change sohee’s name in his contacts to “evil bitch” with a snake emoji.
“well, i should get going…”
however, wonbin was bored, and he didn’t feel like being by himself just yet. thus, leading him to interject.
”hold on,”
and, just like that, an opportunity had revealed itself.
“anton, is that my shirt..?”
now that it was just those two, wonbin took a moment to deeply examine anton’s looks, eyeing the way the basic t-shirt he wore with a cute print hugged his slimmer figure.
pretty.
anton froze for a bit before scrunching his nose, visibly displeased with the accusation.
”no. why would i even wear it if it belonged to you? i don’t even like you.”
wonbin indulged in anton’s incessant blabbering.
“it smells like me, though. my perfume, i mean.”
anton pouted.
cute.
”well it’s not, okay? why don’t you go focus on your boyfriend instead of bothering me?”
a snarky chuckle escaped wonbin’s glossed lips.
”whatever, sohee’s hotter than you.”
anton crossed his arms.
”okay? fuck you. you’re genuinely the biggest asshole i’ve ever met. bye, wonbin.”
wonbin wished he could say he was paying attention, but in actuality, he was still staring at anton’s figure .
where?
no one will ever know.
“whatever. bye, anton.”
he smirked.
“also, it’s hyung. wonbin hyung.”
anton looked really pissed now, which was totally worth it, you know why?
he looked really hot.
especially when he looked like he was actually going to jump at him and strangle him.