Chapter 23

Jiwoon was lying on the couch in the terrace thinking about what he should do, he's still confused about what he felt if it was really just sexual frustration or something else. Maybe if he try to set his attentions to a girl and have sex with them then the weird feeling that crept into his mind would disappear and he won't ever had those kind of thoughts again but, he doesn"t have someone to fuck and the girls would probably reject him so what's the point?
He sighed in dismay. Why did he even went to this isolated place? He should have been happy just playing the game and stayed in his place but he was tricked and got himself in this isolated place. He shouldn"t have accept the $5 million and just be contented with his current life back then but here he is, repenting and regretting his past actions.
He shift his body to look at the entrance of the house then he saw Yenn entering the house and smiling like an idiot, it seems like something good happen to him but here he is being sexually frustrated and his mind were filled with perverted thoughts of Yenn and now he's fucking smiling like a stupid prick? That's fucking unfair that he had those good times while he's in a goddamn bad mood.
"Where did you go?"
He asked curiously but there it goes again, that glaring GOLDEN EYES like— seriously, what the hell? He really don"t understand why every time Yenn see him he had this unhappy expression on his face like he's not worth glancing at like—he"s some kind of bug or a disgusting being that always hurt his goddamn precious eyes. Is there something wrong with him? Maybe he looked strange or he was ugly? There"s no way that's the case because he's goddamn attractive okay, he knew that and everyone around him knew that so why the hell is he expressing disgust when he saw him! It hurt his fucking pride every time he do that when they see each other. He was really cute when they first met and when they both ki—. He coughed, remembering what happened the other day, he really don"t know what he was thinking then. He even say.... Uh the P word that he never even used in his entire life.
"And what is it to you?!"
Yenn scream at him angrily. Dude, calm down. Why are you always salty when you're with me—is what he want to say but Ahem. He cleared his throat
"I"m just asking? Why are you being mad again?" he made his voice sound soft and low as possible so he won't get pissed o—
"Mind your own business! Why do you even care?"
Yenn looked at him scornfully. Okay fuck the soft tone! He asked for it.
"What?! I cant even asked you that?!" he shouted at him too.
"Why do you even need to ask me everything you fucker?"
Yenn snorted then he saw him try to roll his eyes sadly he can't and yeah that's funny but right now is not the time for laughs. For fuck sake!
"What! Why are you getting angry all of a sudden?! I"m just asking you a polite question! Is that so hard to answer?! Where did you go? damn it!"
He slammed his hand on the glass table. He's so goddamn pissed already, Why can't he be treated by him like the others? He even smiled at them but to him he's like this—so damn sensitive!
"Polite? You call that polite when you"re fucking asking me like I'm your fucking runaway lover!" Yenn gritted his teeth, his face was tainted with crimson red—could be rage or embarrassment but damn that's l–lewd. Yeah?
"Damn is that so wrong?! I just asked you a question! If you want to be my lover fine! Just be mine then!"
He suddenly blurted out then he paused shocked and widened his eyes. What the hell did I just say?! He saw Yenn blushed in anger his veins popping and his golden eyes filled with the undeniable hint of disgust "Wha—t?"
"So you really want to be my lover" he smirked at him crossing his arm in a defensive manner.
"No I don"t! You fucking weirdo!" Yenn walked toward him then he paused in front of him blushing hard "Y—you, Do you like me?"
"Why would I even like you?" he arched his brow.
"Then why would you fucking asked me to be yours then?!!"
"Because..." he paused speechless. Why would he? He want him to be a fuck buddy...? No, it was just the spur of the moment and he definitely not mean it but he just can't take back the word that he said.
"Heh, so you don"t know? Fucking nitwit"
"What?!" he gritted his teeth pissed. Looking at Yenn every time he make fun of him really damaged his pride—even his damn rationality couldn"t take this guy in front of him. He inched closer to his as they both stared at each other's eyes—both burning with rage.
"What now Mr. Nitwit! Are you in love with me or something?! Then tell me that simple 1 4 3 rather than getting my attention like a fucking loser!" Yenn chuckled as he enjoyed looking at the contorted expression on his face. He really felt satisfied when he can"t refute him.
"Fine I like you, now tell me that you like me too!" his lips form into a teasing smile. You want games then I'll play it too. "W—wha?" Yenn widen his eyes speechless. Damn, serves you right. "Heh, how's that you Dumbass" he smirked at him holding his laughter.
"You fucker! T—then I l—like you too!"
Yenn blushed in anger, seems that he really can't beat him to this but hey—he like him too!
"Really?"
"NO!! No Way!!! I fucking hate you!" Yenn shout at him stomping his feet away. He grabbed Yenn's arm then he gave him a light peck on his lips. Sweet.
"Okay" he smiled at Yenn then he released him walking away smiling.
Whenever they fight he couldn"t refute him if he do something like this which made him feel satisfied every time they argued. He wasn"t a masochist or anywhere near masochism but he does like seeing Yenn's angry face, it was fucking hot and it really make him want to ravage him inside. What would he look like if I pinned him down with that face?" he asked himself imagining it but it was really blurry on his mind right now since he refreshed his perverted thoughts of him. If he did pin him down and had that face begging him to sto—fuck that would be fucking worth it. He might get punched or maybe get slapped again but fuck that! He should totally go for it. He went back to his room smiling crazily.
Yenn remained frozen on the spot blushing hard like a tomato. He really don"t understand why does every time they clashed words he would be teased to the point that it would lead to something eroti— no something disgusting and make him want to punch his god darn face. He gripped his hair in rage but then why are they even fighting for just something like this. Yeah, just something like this and he"s already going crazy. What the fuck does he want from me!