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“Well well well. Look what the cat dragged in. Gogooo~” Seongje, the ever insufferable bastard said in his usual sing-along voice that frankly pissed anyone off. Unfortunately for Go Hyuntak, he's been dealing with this since he was 9. “Don't call me that.” Hyuntak warned the latter, his head rolling to the side to look at Seongje. Even since he had met Park Humin, Seongje has been pissy lately. For what reason? He has no idea and whenever he asks the other he's always met with a snarky response.
“What's wrong with me? Hmmm i don't know. Why don't you ask your ‘new best friend’ since he's alllllll you can talk about now.” Like first of all- He didn't talk about Baku that much!! Second of all, of course he would be excited to meet a new friend other than Seongje himself. He was cool to hang out with too. Annoying and loud- but cool nonetheless. Even whilst their schools were mortal enemies. (For reasons Hyuntak is not bothered to disclose right now.)
Go Hyuntak wasn't exactly popular, but he wasn't a dweller either, far from it. He had just the right amount of reputation at Ganghak and on the streets too. Even the union has tried recruiting him multiple times. (To which he flat out declines every single time. He wasn’t like Seongje to join- what basically is a gang for “fun,” nor money. Even if it might prove handy to help him and his mum.)
Plus being friends with Seongje also meant his street cred went up and people respected him. On the downside however, it also meant people were afraid to come up to him even while he was alone.
Hyuntak was always the nicer and more popular one out of the two, people feared Seongje so in turn classmates feared Hyuntak by association. Even if it was evident who was the more safer option.
It didn’t even make sense. Seongje wasn't that scary. If anything he was just irritating and unpredictable to be around.
But back to the story at hand. Even when people were brave enough to approach him he was usually 99% of the time with Seongje. It didn't help that they also had most of their classes together. Even then after class ended or it was lunchtime Seongje and Hyuntak would seek each other out like they couldn't breath a second without seeing the other. In a sense, it was true. They were both each other's first and real friend after all.
Whenever he was with Seongje and someone came up to them he would always become an even greater asshole to them and even more touchy towards Hyuntak. His excuse being that they were supposedly “strangers” and that Hyuntak shouldn't be worrying about them, whatever the fuck that meant. Did Hyuntak forget to add patient too? If he wasn't, he wouldn’t still be dealing with Seongje's shit 24/7.
Anyways, going back in time. Baku had once yelled out “Gogo!,” while awaiting for him at the Ganghak gates, getting weird states from students passing by. He ignored them though as always and still continued smiling while waving at Hyuntak in the distance. The nickname rolled off his tongue like it was always meant to be there. Hyuntak eyes swiftly glanced over at Seongje and noticed the taller's eye twitch for a second. He also looked visibly annoyed, huh.
Now whenever Seongje gets the chance he yells out the nickname Baku made for Hyunyak. That including, ‘playmate’, ‘toy’, ‘puppy’ and so much more.
“Also what do you want?” Hyuntak asked before taking another puff off his vape. Topical berry, one of the best flavours out there if you were to ask Hyuntak. “Nothing~ Am I not allowed to see my dearest pup?” The nickname sent a shiver down Hyuntaks spine. It was a more recent made nickname. Made when they were under the influence, high as fuck and started playing around with snapchat filters. It was then Seongje took a photo of him with a dog filter on and said how it was “quite fitting” of Hyuntak. He honestly doesn't see it.
Hyuntak's nose scrunched up in disgust and he rolled his eyes to distract himself from the pink lightly dusting his cheeks. It also doesn't help that Seongje cigarette smoke was directly hitting his face as the wind blew in his direction.
Hyuntak didn't know why but his gaze travelled down to Seongje's lips. But only to look at the cigarette of course! Which was now up to its stump so the other had to take it out before it burned any further, using the school wall as a contribution. Oh yeah. Did Hyuntak forget to mention that they're still at school? Specifically on the rooftop? Hyuntak using his free period as a nicotine session. He didn't know what brought Seongje up here though. Probably skipping as per usual.
“No.” Hyuntak simply answered while taking another drag. Call him vape obsessed, he doesn't care. It…. Helps in a weird way. It stooths him even though he knows he's ruining his body like this. He can't stop though. Guess that's something both him and Seongje have in common.
“Ah- you wound me.” Seongje dramatically throwing his hand on his chest like one of those married women in soap opera's, shutting his eyes while slightly turning his head. He reopened his eyes again just as Hyuntak blew the smoke out of his mouth while maintaining eye contact. It was like he was in one of those action movies and he was playing the main character who's smoking in the last few minutes of the film. Seongje pressed his tongue against his cheek, a habit he's gained over the years.
“You know vaping for pussies right?” The taller pushed his glasses up a bit as he walked closer to the shorter. (Okay Hyuntak wasn't that short. Just shorter than Seongje himself. Which he absolutely adored because it made him look even more like a puppy when Hyuntak had to look up to face him.) He leaned against the wall with Hyuntak. “Oh shut the fuck up. You don't see me complaining when you smoke.” Hyuntak said while crossing his arms and looking up at the sky, leaning even further into the wall. The weather was actually surprisingly decent given that it was the winter season. Not too hot but not too cold either. Just… perfect. ‘it's a nice day to be out. Maybe I'll take my mum out to the night market today.’ Hyuntak thought to himself before his thought process was broken by Seongje's words.
“Because you never seem to mind when I do. Instead, you look…. Mesmerize~”
The words came close from Hyuntaks ear, Seongje's hot breath repeatedly hitting it. Hyuntak visibly flinched, shoulders hunched and his hand rapidly covered his left ear, moving away from the other. “What the fuck?! Don't fucking do that you creep!!” Hyuntak's reaction brought a few chuckles out of Seongje. He was so easy to fluster.
“Oh you should've seen your reaction man! Ha!” Seongje kept laughing while the shorter glares at him like he killed his first born. Glaring while Hyuntak cheeks were getting more redder by the second from embarrassment. He could still feel Seongje breath on his ear…. How hot and nice it felt? Seongje finally stops after a few more seconds and the silence lingered between them. Not an uncomfortable one. No. It was more- peaceful. Which is weird considering they were talking about Ganghak wild dog and his friend, the feral kitten who looks innocent on the outside but if he gets his claws on you, it's over. The power duo at Ganghak high and the ones keeping it in check.
Expect when it's just them they don't have to hide behind anything. They're bonded by their trauma. Fighting. Family. They know each other on a level people wouldn't understand. But that's okay. It's not like normal people could ever understand. After a few moments Seongje decided to break the silence, his tongue back in his cheek as he scanned Hyuntak from head to toe. “Let me show you how it's done.” He says while digging into his pocket to pull out his cigarette pack. Hyuntak hummed in response and glanced down at the opened pack, seeing only six more left. Looks like Seongje needs a stock up soon. Seongje calmly and swiftly strolled over until he was fully in front of Hyuntak, causing the other to raise his eyebrow in suspicion. “Open up.” Seongje said as if it was any typical Tuesday. (it wasn't even Tuesday, it's Thursday today!!)
WHAT?
“WHAT?” Hyuntak didn't mean to make it come out like that but it just did. He was in utter shock and disbelief while Seongje was smirking like the little shit he was. His striking eyes inspected every little movement Hyuntak made, making him suddenly self conscious of his facial expressions. “I said what I said. Now be a good boy and say ahhh” Seongje left hand made its way up to cup Hyuntak's jaw and before the other could say anything Seongje squeezed his cheeks, Hyuntak lips out like a duck. Seongje would've totally teased hyuntak about this but he had a different goal this time. So before he spent the whole time looking at Hyuntak's lips he slipped the cigarette in. Hyuntak instantly latched onto it but Seongje didn't immediately move his hand away. He kept them there resting against plumped lips for a few more seconds, watching Hyuntak face even more intensely now before completely moving away.
Taking out his lighter Hyuntak took the moment to move the cigarette to the side of his mouth with his teeth so he could talk. His eyes were still wide and blood rushed to his cheek at Seongje's words and actions. “What are you doing?” he asked with furrowed brows, watching the same hand that held him switch the lighter on. The flame crackled alive and lit the end of the cigarette up, smoke instantly coming out from it. Seongje put the lighter back into his pocket and took a drag. Smoke covering his face as he went to take off his glasses.
“Are you just planning to leave me with an unlit cig-” but before Hyuntak could even finish his sentence he was cut off by Seongje caging him in even further. He brought his own cigarette end up to Hyuntak’s and the heat from his cigarette started transferring. He pulled away when he decided that Hyuntak's cigarette was lit enough, ever so slowly backing up but still staying close.
“You know. You should really learn to shut up sometimes, doll.” Seongje huffed and gave Hyuntak a shit eating grin. He continued to keep eye contact with Hyuntak, blowing smoke towards the other's face. From this distance Hyuntak could see Seongje's face much more clearly. It wasn't that he hasn't seen the other's face hundreds of times already. It was just this time he was so…. Close. Their noses could almost touch. It almost made Hyuntak forget about the new nickname Seongje had suddenly come up with. Almost.
“Hey! You asshole!” Hyuntak gathered all the remaining strength he could muster up in that moment to push Seongje away. It wasn't much as Seongje was stronger than him, (but you would never catch Hyuntak admitting that.) But it at least did something. Hyuntak glares compared to the other giggles was hilarious. It was like Seongje was a little school girl. Seriously, who giggles like that after getting pushed???
Hyuntak tried ignoring him for the most part after that. It proved hard though as it was like Seongje was just itching for a fight. If Hyuntak wasn't absolutely exhausted after yesterday's competition he would've beaten Seongje's ass from neptune and back. Unfortunately he was. That was the main reason why he even came up to the rooftop in the first place. He wanted to relax and chill out before his next subject but the universe seemed to have different plans for him.
Hyuntak's face was also still flushed as ever as he kept replaying the moment from minutes ago in his head. Who the fuck does Seongje think he is?? Fuck Geum Seongje. Seriously fuck him.