Shit.

Shit was right when Myungjun woke up the next morning late as hell for his morning classes but he knew there was no remedy and he also knew that Jinwoo was going to be at his house in about Five minutes. He quickly rushed towards the bathroom to wash his face and was half-way through brushing his teeth when he heard the hooting of Jinwoo's horn.

Groaning, he rinsed his mouth lazily heading down the stairs of the quiet house. He knew Seokjin and Taehyung always had morning classes because they were taking the same course only that seokjin was two years higher than Taehyung.

He marches towards the intercom, presses a button and speaks into it. Then moves to the window to see Jinwoo step out of his car and head towards the gate as it opens up for him.

“Isn't seduction supposed to be done with a towel?” jinwoo says, raising a mischievous brow the moment Myungjun opens the door.

“Yes. That's why I'm wearing a brief and a plain white tee because I am not trying to seduce you” Myungjun retorts, walking away from the door.

“Nice ass though” jinwoo says and Myungjun suddenly feels self-conscious.

Why did he turn his back against jinwoo.?

“Don't say that..” Myungjun scoffs, folding his arms as he heads towards their sitting room.

“Why? I compliment a good ass when I see one” he grins. Myungjun pretends to sigh, placing his 'ass' on the couch.

“Stop flirting with me Jinwoo”

Jinwoo sits beside Myungjun whose gaze flicker from Jinwoo to the table. “You call this flirting? I haven't even started...hyung..if I was flirting with you, you'd be beneath me right now”

Myungjun's jaws dropped. Since when was Jinwoo so vulgar? Really? Beneath him? Shaking his head, he tries to get rid of the pink blush trying to form on his cheek.

“Your classes are in the afternoon?” Myungjun clears his throat, changing the subject as Jinwoo nods.

“Yeah. I have afternoon classes today. Why didn't you wake up earlier?” Jinwoo questions with Myungjun sighing.

“Played games till 4am yesterday with Eunwoo and I forgot to set my alarm yesterday so...”

Jinwoo smiles. “So are you and eunwoo.. ”

Myungjun suddenly frowns, knowing already where this conversation was headed. “are we what?” the friendliness in his tone drops.

The younger shifts uncomfortably. “I don't know you guys seem very close and It just makes me wonder if you guys were ever more..”

Myungjun shakes his head immediately. “Eunwoo is straight and I'm bi. Nothing should happen between a straight person and a non-straight person..” he would never like Eunwoo like that because he knew how important their friendship was to him.

Liking your straight Bestfriend and then him liking you back only happened in fan-fictions.

“I'm sorry if I offended you, I just-”

Myungjun cuts him off with a simple smile. He wasn't offended, just surprised. “It's fine really, I just felt a bit surprised.”

Tension runs in the atmosphere for over five minutes until Myungjun releases that he was still in his boxers and he hadn't showered. His hair was a mess and Jinwoo was right there seeing of all this. He wasn't sure whether to freak out or act coolly. Instead, he picks up the TV remote and hands it to Jinwoo who looks at the remote like it is some kind of mathematical equation.

“I have needs to take care of” Myungjun tells him, getting up from the couch. A smirk replaces Jinwoo's confused face.

“Do you need me to help? I have been told my hands work magic..” he winks at a baffled Myungjun.

“Keep your hands to yourself and your mind out of the gutter” he says, pretending to be disgusted as he heads towards the stairs almost dying of embarrassment of the knowledge that Park Jinwoo was staring at his bottom.

....hyung..if I was flirting with you, you'd be beneath me right now....

“Oh god!” myungjun mutters, as he stares down at the boner in his boxers.

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“Can I come over today?” Eunwoo asks, as Myungjun hands him new set of orders for table five.

Myungjun nods. “Ofcourse. It has been a while. Jin Hyung would love to have you around..”

Eunwoo smiles knowing that Seokjin was going to try to convince him again to try out for modelling but Eunwoo was going to say what he had always said.

‘Modelling wasn't for him. Music was’

Eunwoo was handsome and everyone knew that but why he didn't want to go into modelling surprised Myungjun. Infact, Myungjun thought Eunwoo was going to take modelling courses when he they applied to college but was surprised when his Bestfriend took up music. Seokjin had clearly expressed his grief by not attending his matriculation but that didn't stop Eunwoo from pursuing music until Seokjin finally came to terms with it.

“...We are closing in a bit and Jinwoo would be here soon..let me go check inventory, Sarah will be going to the market, this tomorrow” Myungjun says with Eunwoo nodding as he leans over the mic to announce closing hours.

Myungjun's eyes scan the storage room taking down a list of items. His faces showing a frown each time he realises they were low on an Item. He never got to speak to the manager because he rarely showed up to work and left them in charge.

They were eight of them in total but only four of them showed seriousness. Four of them were waiters, two stayed at the counter and two behind the counter, where all the magic happened. It would seem that they rarely talked to their co-workers but they did but they just didn't have that time to sit around and chat like one big family, when work was going on.

“Are you done?” eunwoo pops his head into the storage with Myungjun muttering numbers and shaking his head.

Eunwoo strolls in casually as Myungjun continues to take inventory of the items, regardless of Eunwoo's presence.

“So..” myungjun begins, breaking the silence. “has chaewon finally agreed to date you?”

Eunwoo's heart paused at the mention of chaewon. He didn't tell Myungjun? That chaewon was dating someone already?

“no..She's seeing someone else already..” he says in a bored tone surprising myungjun as he retracts his hands from the isle filled with packets of sugar.

“You don't sound sad, is that a good thing?” Myungjun chuckles as eunwoo watches.

“Yes because I don't like chaewon anymore, I like someone else..” he mutters with Myungjun raising a 'surprised' brow.

Eunwoo was over someone he had been chasing for two years now?

“Really?” Myungjun yells quietly, his eyes itching for gossip. “Come on, tell me who she is..”

Eunwoo bits down on his lip, an intense struggle going on in his head as he stares at Myungjun, wanting to tell him it wasn't a 'she' but he didn't know how to.

Shaking his head, a grin forms on his lips. “Its a secret hyung” he winks and leaves the storage with Myungjun's lips curving into a frown.

When did they start keeping secrets?

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so....where were we?