Cheat [Seungjin]

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✅Revised

I want to finish publishing this but at the same time I don't 😅

I started working on a new Minsung FF  :))

The moment Hyunjin rang the bell, his heart started racing. He didn't want to impose, but there was no where else he could go to, nothing else he could do.

Seungmin's mom opened the door, her eyes scanned him up and down and her mouth dropped.

"Hyunjin, what happened to you? Oh sweetie come in, come." Seungmin wasn't there, at least not on that floor. "Sit on the couch, let me see your face."

Hyunjin knew it looked worse than it felt, or maybe it had just been the rush and the fear covering the physical pain.

The way his dad looked at him after throwing the glass at him, his eyes full os rage like he had never seen.

None of his parents had ever laid a hand on him, but apparently, his dad had changed over the years. The cut that laid over his right eye was the proof.

His shouts were stuck in his head.

Disgusting.

Faggot.

Ass fucker.

Hyunjin tried to control the tears, shove the thoughts away while the woman cleaned his cut, thanking her mentally for not asking anything yet, he couldn't be able to take it.

When Seungmin appeared, hair wet as per usual and an oversized hoodie that almost covered his shorts, Hyunjin felt a wave of relief and fear at the same time.

"Jin!", the boy immediately ran to him, as soon as he spotted him. "What-"

"I'll explain it to you in a moment, I swear. Are you okay? Did someone send you anything?"

Seungmin seemed confused while his mother placed a bandage over the taller's head.

"Send me... what do you mean?"

Hyunjin sighed while Seungmin's mom sat down next to him, working on some smaller cuts he didn't even notice, on his arm. Seungmin kneeled in front of him, hands on his thighs.

"Someone took a picture and sent it to my dad."

"A picture?"

"The last party."

Seungmin's eyes widened and he cursed under He breath.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry.", he dropped his head in Hyunjin's lap. "I should have l-listened to you a-and-"

"Seungmin, are you...", he lifted the younger's head and realized he was, indeed, tearing up. "Oh my god, come here."

He pulled the younger up and made him sit in his lap, on the side, not caring about how his mom eyed them, more than surprised by their intimacy.

She watched as her son buried his head on the other's neck curve and cried, Hyunjin holding him like he held the world.

"How about I make you guys some food, then we can talk about what's happening, okay Hyunjin?"

The taller nodded, holding Seungmin tighter and thanking her again, mentally, for not questioning anything.

After some time drawing circles on his back, the younger pulled away and Hyunjin whiped his tears away with his own hoodie paws.

Seungmin let out a sob and a laugh.

"Now she'll just suspect us even more. Friends don't do, whatever this is."

Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

"I don't give two fucks, I just want you to stop crying and stop blaming yourself for shit that isn't my your fault."

Seungmin moved on his lap and cupped his face.

"Who hurt you?"

"I need you to promisse me you won't freak out and start blaming yourself again bacias I'm pretty sure this is Nara's fault."

"What?"

Hyunjin started playing with one of Seungmin's hands.

"After my dad got the pictures, he got mad, obviously, and beat me up.", Seungmin's eyes widened but Hyunjin kept talking. "He said some friend of mine had texted them, but he said the girl and I am not dumb. Nara is pissed at me for not going back, if she saw us and took a picture, she knows how much of a Homophobe my dad is, she must have seen it as an oportunity."

Seungmin sighed and caressed his cheek.

"I hate that girl."

"Me too."

"Why were you dating her anyway? You knew she was cheating on you the whole time?"

Hyunjin nodded.

"I needed a distraction."

"From what?"

"You."

Seungmin rolled his eyes and tried to calm his heart.

"Very funny, you've been dating her for months now."

"Yeah, and before her there was another one, and another, and another. Have you never noticed I can't not be with a someone?", Seungmin shrugged. "Dumbass. Since... you know, since we drifted apart, I had to have a girlfriend or I would go crazy, thinking I might... like guys."

"Which you obviously don't.", Seungmin shot him a smile and the taller rolled his eye, pulling him closer.

"Which I obviously don't."

Hyunjin let his gaze fall into Seungmin's lips.

"Jin, my mom can come back at every moment."

"Why would I care."

Seungmin chuckled.

"Because then she'll think we are together."

Hyunjin didn't dare to look at the younger, his heart aching again.

They weren't together.

They had nothing.

"I don't care.", he managed to say without breaking down.

"Y-you don't?" Seungmin cupped his face and realized how close he was to crying. "What's wrong, Jin?"

Hyunjin faked a smile and shook his head.

"I just... fuck Seungmin.", their lips brushed slightly agains each other. "What have you done to me?"

Seungmin smiled and connected their lips, cupping his cheeks and tugging his hair slowly. Their lips danced innocently, as if it was their first kiss ever, not really knowing what to do.

Hyunjin felt his heart race even more.

Maybe because Seungmin's mom could enter the room at any point.

Maybe because the younger's hands had found their way to his hair, both playing with it and making his stomach twirl.

Maybe because he was in love with Kim Seungmin.