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Tic. Tic. Tic.

Yunho's eyes silently follow the seconds hand on the clock as it constantly moved. He was laying in bed with a blank face on but his mind was anything but.

Just less than 24 hours ago he may or may not have discovered he was gay. Or as least into guys. Who knows, I might just be bi? He sighs loudly for probably the 50th time that hour.

The curtains in his room were closed shut blocking any sort of sunlight from illuminating the gloomy environment. He'd been laying in his bed for the past hour? Maybe more? He wasn't even sure anymore.

When Wooyoung dropped him and San off after their 'hook up' he couldn't even look either of them in the eyes as he jumped out the car and practically sprinted to his door. The car ride itself was probably one of the most awkward 10 minutes of his life. He wanted to crawl out of the moving vehicle and somehow find his way home by himself.

Right now he wasn't really sure what he was waiting for. Perhaps to wake up and realize that the last 12 hours was a dream. Hell, the last month and half was a dream. He wanted to forget even meeting them. He was perfectly content with how his life was before meeting Wooyoung. Before meeting San.

No, that's not true.

He knew he was in denial of his actual feelings. Truth be told, he enjoyed every second of last night. Which is exactly what confused him even more. Why'd I enjoy it?

The loud sound of his phone's ringtone snaps him back to reality. He flinches a little at the sudden noise then he sits up with a wince and answers without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Shut the fuck up. Don't you dare 'hello?' me" Yeosang's voice yells through device and Yunho had to physically pull the phone away from his ear and cringe a little at the loud sound.

"Yah! What's wrong with you?"

"I could ask you the same thing. You guys left me at the stupid party yesterday. I was stuck there for hours. I kept calling you but it kept going to voice mail. Where the fuck were you hm? I had to call a damn cab when I heard from someone that you guys already left with freaking Jung Wooyoung"

Yunho just sighs exasperatedly. "I'm sorry, I thought you'd already left with that Seonghwa dude. Also my phone died"

This time Yeosang sighs. He didn't seem very happy from the sound of that exhale and Yunho wasn't really in the mood to try and pull off one of his 'I'm so sorry Yeosang, please forgive me' pouty voices.

"Whatever, I was kinda worried you know. I mean people said you left with him but honestly I don't really trust him"

"You don't trust Wooyoung? Why?" He asks curiously.

"Well for one I literally know nothing about him. He could be a serial killer for all I know" At that Yunho rolls his eyes.

"And the second reason?"

"I don't know, he just gives me bad vibes. He seems a lot different in the drama he acted in"

"Exactly. He 'acted' in. Which means that isn't his real personality. Stupid" He mutters the last word under his breathe. He wasn't sure why he was defending Wooyoung. A few weeks ago and he would've jumped at the opportunity to drag him through hell and back but here he was telling off his bestfriend for doing what he would've done.

"Shut it. I'm still kind of salty for last night" The pink haired male replies with a pout.

"You'll get over it"

Yeosang blows a raspberry into the phone and ends the call abruptly. Yunho couldn't help the small smile that forms on his lips as he turns off his phone. The smile quickly switches to a frown when he remembers why he was laying in bed and sulking in the first place.

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Seonghwa turns on his side when he feels the sun hit his face and he tries to resume his sleep. He presses his face deeper into his clean and fragrant smelling pillow.

With his eyes still closed, he stretches his arm out in an attempt to pull Yuto closer to him but his hand was met with an empty space where Yuto would've been laying. He frowns a bit but felt too lazy to bother sitting up and looking for him.

The bed suddenly dips and he quickly wraps his arm around the warm body, a smile replacing the frown from a second earlier.

The person beside him laughs and Seonghwa sits up in alarm when he realizes that the laugh didn't sound like his boyfriend's. "Fuck. Wooyoung? What are you doing?" He curses and glares at the blonde who just layed on his back with his arms behind his head.

"I could ask you the same thing. It's almost past noon and you're still asleep?" He cocks his head to the side in question.

Seonghwa sighs loudly and briefly runs his hand through his disheveled hair then pulls himself out of his bed. "So are you gonna tell me where you were last night?" He asks absentmindedly mindedly while pulling off his turtleneck and making his way to the shower.

The blonde bites his bottom lip nervously as memories of the previous night came flashing in his mind again.

"I was with friends" Wooyoung says after a few moments.

"Ok..?" Seonghwa looks at him with an amused look on before he turns towards the bathroom door.

Wooyoung squints his eyes at Seonghwa's neck then sits up abruptly, a wide smile on his lips. "Wait... are those hickeys? You guys finally had sex? And you didn't tell me?! You bitch" He squeals excitedly.

Seonghwa mentally curses and quickly covers up his neck. I completely forgot about them...

"Aha y-yeah" He stutters and Wooyoung stands up and tries to smacks his hand away.

"Lemme see, what the hell"

"Ugh, stop being a creep" Seonghwa whines with an agitated voice and Wooyoung finally steps back in defeat.

"Ok ok, fine. How was it though? Like, was his dick really big? He's always given me big dick energy"

Seonghwa's face heats up in embarrassment. Is he serious? "Fuck off Wooyoung" He mutters and walks off into the bathroom before the younger has another opportunity to tease him some more.

Wooyoung laughs loudly and obnoxiously as Seonghwa slams the door close. "Hey! I was just kidding!" He calls out, his laughter still as loud and obnoxious.

"I said fuck off"

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As Mingi washes a large bowl filled with lettuce for the ham burgers he kept side glancing at San and observes as he had this wide smile on his lips as he washed the dishes beside him.

"You're in a good mood today" Mingi comments teasingly and San looks up at him from the dishes.

"What do you mean?" He cocks his head to the side in question.

"You were smiling at the dirty dishes like they just gave you a million dollars" He adds with a small laugh.

"I was?" San questions. Truth is he wasn't even aware of the fact that he was smiling. His mind was on autopilot. It was like he was physically there but mentally elsewhere.

"Yeah. You were. What happened? Did you adopt a puppy or something?" The taller male asks pointedly.

"No I didn't but nice guess"

"Ok... so what is it?"

San looks up at him for a few seconds, contemplating whether or not it'd be a good idea to tell him. When Mingi raises his brows at him as if to say 'so? are you gonna tell me?' he looks around to see if anyone was within hearing distance.

"I had a threesome last night" He blurts out. Mingi's eyes instantly grow into the size of saucers at the revelation.

"You had a threesome?" Mingi whisper shouts in shock. "With who?" Before the green haired male could shush him a new person shoves their way between Mingi and San.

"You had a what?" Hongjoong's voice interrupts as he joins them at the sink, transparent rubber gloves on his hands.

"Aish-" San mentally curses and turns back to the sink. I should've just kept my mouth shut...

"San I swear to god, you better start talking" Hongjoong warns and San couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I had a threesome last night. There? Happy mom?"

"So like was it just a quick hook up or...?" Mingi adds then trails off his sentence.

"Look, you asked why I was smiling so I just told you. Can we just drop it?" San pleads. He feels his cheeks heat up with embarrassment just talking about his sex life.

"Ok fine.." Hongjoong sighs and turns to walk away but then turns back abruptly and pokes his head back in between San and Mingi. "Did you guys at least use protection?"

"Hyung!" San whines and the shorter laughs as well as Mingi then he finally backs away.

"Ok ok, I'll go" Hongjoong says as he walks out the door leading to the front.

When he was gone a calm silence falls between the two close friends for a few minutes as they work. "So are you gonna see any of them again?" Mingi couldn't help his curiosity. San gives him a 'seriously?' look and Mingi raises his hands in defeat.

"Ok I'll drop it" He mutters in defeat.

San returns back to the dishes he was washing and he felt his mind slowly return back to what happened last night, again. He most definitely wanted to see them a second time and maybe more than just friends but the question was, do they want to see him again...?

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"Ugh, he hates us!" San yells out with bitterness. He paces back and forth in his room while he spoke with Wooyoung who was put on speaker.

"Yah- it's fine San. If there's one thing I've learned about Yunho from the last two-ish months I've known him it's that he's extremely stubborn. He'll talk to us when he's ready" Wooyoung responds, his voice echoing out of San's phone.

It had been a whole week since their threesome. A whole week since Yunho discovered that he might be gay. A whole week since he began avoiding and ignoring San and Wooyoung like the plague. And it had been a week of frustration and confusion for all three males.

San sighs exasperatedly then slumps down on his navy blue bed sheets. "Is he gonna be ok?"

Wooyoung stays silent on the other end for a few short seconds that felt like an eternity to San. He too was lost in his own thoughts. "Are we gonna be ok?" He finally responds.

The green haired male just falls back on his bed and stares up at the ceiling. "I don't know" He replies with a raspy voice after a few seconds as well.

There was a particular presence of awkwardness that suddenly fell on the atmosphere as neither of them knew what next to say. They still hadn't quite addressed what happened and San was kind of ok with that. However, Wooyoung wasn't. He needed to know how San felt about it. Did they make a mistake and practically jeopardized their friendship? He felt like kicking himself.

"Uhm I've gotta go now. Got a paper due tomorrow" San mutters, finally breaking the stale silence.

"Yeah ok. Talk to you later" Wooyoung couldn't help the disappointment that was very apparent in his tone.

"Later"

The line went dead after San quickly ended the call. He sighs again but this time louder than the previous one and he grabs one of his numerous stuffed animals and screams into one in hopes that he'll feel a little better.

It didn't really work.

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I wanna go to at least one ateez concert before I die 😭🙏