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The cold air blows harshly in all directions stinging Yunho's skin in an almost painful yet satisfying way. The chilly early December air hung thick in the atmosphere. It hadn't started snowing yet but Yunho knew it'd only be a matter of time.

Hiuna clung unto his arm like a bathing suit after you get out the pool. He tries not to cringe and instead swallows the uncomfortable bile rising up in his throat then he turns to his newly pronounced 'girlfriend', a small smile on his lips.

"Are you cold? We can go back to my apartment if you want" He offers as they keep walking forward and she shivers a little and pulls herself even closer to him, if that was even possible given how close they were to begin with.

"N-nah. I really want our f-first date to be s-special" She stutter back due the the chilling cold.

"Well we should've at least taken my car"

"It's o-only 6 minutes away, I'll be f-fine"

He faces forward again and keeps his head down. How did he even end up in this situation? After that night with Wooyoung and San he couldn't sleep a wink. The image of all of them, naked and desperately holding onto each other and chasing their climax, kept replaying over and over and over again in his head like a broken record. And each time he thought about it he felt a particular heat and tingling sensation reach his groin. He'd curse loudly about having an erection then he'd go lock himself up in the room and take care of it.

What's it been? A week? Probably more. Who knows...

Out of panic he showed up at Hiuna's house 3 days ago and asked her out. He felt like he needed a female to sort his problem out for him.

I'm not gay. Just... confused? Bi-curious? Fuck. This so messed up...

He's also been avoiding San and Wooyoung like a damn curse. They'd call at least once daily and he'd ignore them every single time. Wooyoung even showed up to his house last night but he didn't move an inch from the couch to open the door. He figured the longer he stayed away from them the more quickly things will start to go back to normal. In his mind he knew that it wasn't gonna work but he was desperate.

The truth of the matter was, the longer he stayed away the more he missed them.

"Earth to Yunho. Are you still alive?" Hiuna waves her hand in front of his face, an amused look on hers. He blinks a few times in recovery then looks around and realizes where they were. He was so into his thoughts he didn't even realize when they arrived at the restaurant.

"Oh we're here?" He looks up at the building in surprise. His mouth forming a small pink o.

"Yunho! Were you even paying attention to the story I was telling you" She fake whines and ends her sentence with a pout.

No.

"Yeah, sorry I've just got a lot on my mind lately" He replies as apologetically as he could and she looks at him for a few seconds then sighs loudly.

"Ok, it's fine..." She replies halfheartedly then pulls him into the building with their arms still looped.

They join the short line of people waiting to get assigned a seat and they both stand in silence that was almost suffocating. Although Yunho was sure most of the awkwardness was on his side because Hiuna seemed quite unbothered.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" She asks after they finally arrive at their table.

"About what?" He feigns innocence as he settles down in his seat directly across from Hiuna.

She gives him a 'seriously?' look. "Don't do that. Don't lock me out. We're dating now remember? We have to learn to trust each other" She warns calmly.

Yunho bites his bottom lip out of guilt then he looks down at the menu with which he held loosely in his hand. Right.. we're dating now...

"It's nothing Hiuna, I swear. I would've told you otherwise, you know that. And of course I trust you" He smiles reassuringly then reaches across the table and squeezes her hand. She smiles back with satisfaction at his response.

"Ok, so what are you getting?" She looks down at her own menu and begins calling out the different names of dishes that sounded good to her while Yunho resumed his thoughts on the whole situation with the two individuals that drive him absolutely crazy.

Yunho would've loved to say that the dinner was short and memorable but then he would be lying. It was long and mostly quiet. The whole time he kept shifting his eyes to the taunting wall clock ticking and ticking in a seemingly extra slow manner.

When she finally suggested that they go he almost cheered loudly. He walked her to her house and felt obliged to kiss her goodnight so he did and as per usual, he didn't really feel anything from it.

He somehow made his was back to his apartment and into his room. He doesn't bother taking off his clothes but instead flops face forward on his bed with an exasperated sigh.

What am I gonna do?

He felt absolutely horrible stringing Hiuna along like this. He knew he had no feelings for her in that way whatsoever but yet he still asked her out all because he's confused about his own sexuality?

She deserves so much better especially given what's she's been through, with her ex fiance and all that.

His phone buzzes loudly in his pocket causing him to flinch at the sudden sound. He takes it out and realizes that it was a text from his group chat with San and Wooyoung. If it was any other time he would've tossed his phone to the side and gone right back to sulking but he decided to open up the new message.

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Yunwoosan 🙊💖

Wooyoung
Can we talk?

Wooyoung
Like all of us?

San
Sure

Yunho
What about?

Wooyoung
Everything

Wooyoung
Let's meet tomorrow at
my house
6pm

Wooyoung
We can't meet in public
because dispatch

San
Sounds good

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Yunho just looks down at his phone for a few seconds thinking of how to respond. He finally decides that no response is the best response so he just turns off his phone and drops it on his bed.

He pushes his face into one of his pillows and groans aloud. Again, what am I gonna do?

He couldn't say he always had a specific reason behind half of the things he did. Most of the time he tended to make a decision on impulse and soon after, found himself regretting it. Right now, for example.

He stood in front of Wooyoung's large double door to his house. Last night he told himself that he wasn't going to come anywhere near Wooyoung's home again. Or San's for that matter. But there he was.

He raises his hand and knocks a few times then waits. Maybe this would give me some closure. Maybe talking to them and establishing that fact that I'm straight would take this feeling away. I mean, it has to..

The door opens and because he was so caught up in his head he didn't notice. "Can I help you?" An older female with her dark hair pinned up in a tight bun raises her brow at him at the sudden intrusion. Her full blood red lips pursed in a way that reminded Yunho of Wooyoung. Now that he thought about she did kind of look like the blonde.

"Hi um, is Wooyoung home?"

"Are you a friend?" She looks at him suspiciously and Yunho suddenly feels a cold chill down his back as another face shows up at the door behind the woman.

"Mom, let him in" Wooyoung calls in annoyance then he shifts his eyes to Yunho's. The brunette nervously looked away in fear that if he stared long enough he'd end up making out with him again.

Him mom sucks her teeth at her son then walks off inside, leaving them at the door. Alone. Yunho silently begged her to come back.

He didn't want to look at the blonde's eyes again because everytime he did flashbacks of that night kept replaying in his head but he felt that it was necessary, especially in this situation.

They both stay quiet for a few extra long seconds. Though Yunho could've sworn it was longer than that.

"You know I didn't actually think you'd show up" Wooyoung speaks first, breaking the almost never ending silence.

"Me neither but here I am" He replies back with certain firmness in his voice. He didn't come all the way here to shrivel up with fear. He came to see things straight. And he wasn't planning on leaving until he did just that. "Is San here yet?"

"No. We can grab some food while we wait" Wooyoung walks inside, leaving the door open for the taller.

"I'm not hungry" He quickly says as he shuts the front door behind him.

Wooyoung throws a smirk over his shoulder at Yunho as he walks towards the kitchen "Well I am"

Yunho blushes and looks away.

Screw you...

After Wooyoung had settled on a bag of chips as his dinner they make their way up to his room.

The deathly silence was killing Yunho. He wanted to say something. Anything. But his tongue was in a knot. He kept thinking, 'maybe when San gets here I'll stop feeling like my stomach is gonna jump out through my throat'.

"So what did you want to talk to us about anyway?" He speaks up as Wooyoung made himself comfortable on his king sized bed. He pats the empty spot beside him as if to say 'come sit next to me'.

Yunho narrows his eyes at him and instead sits on white loveseat a little ways away from the bed. Wooyoung just sighs and turns on the flat screen TV that hung on his wall across from the bed. "I'll tell you when San gets here"

This response causes him to mentally groan in annoyance.

"Why did you agree to come? You could've chosen to keep ignoring us but yet you came. Why?" It was Wooyoung's turn to ask a question.

"I'll tell you when San gets here"

Wooyoung couldn't help but smile at his reply. He knew he walked right into it but he felt like it wouldn't hurt to try. He sees the corners of Yunho's lips lift into a smile as well but then quickly melts back to a frown soon after, shifting his gaze to the TV which no playing some cartoon.

The fact that he was trying so hard to keep his stone faced exterior amused Wooyoung. His smile grows wider as he too looks at whatever was playing on the large screen on the wall.

After a few moments the door bell rings and both males look at each other expectantly.

"That must be San" Wooyoung says as he drags the blankets off his legs and heads towards the door. "You can just wait here. I'll go get him" Then he was gone.

Yunho gulps as his nerves from earlier returns but with three times the intensity. I guess San's arrival didn't stop the feeling, be curses under his breathe.

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Sorry if it seems slow rn. I just want to make the plot as realistic as possible. I want them to actually talk shit out and resolve the awkwardness in the most reasonable way possible rather than Yunho just going "Oh... apparently I like dick. Oh well". I dont know if you get what I'm talking about...

NEweiz, just be patient with me yall, more smut will come in later chapters 👁👄👁