A/N:

so this takes place after junghan and joshua have that argument at the cafe (its mentioned in aits, for anyone who hasnt read that)

The stench of cigarettes lingered in Seungcheol's apartment. Joshua wrinkled his nose -- how hard was it to spray some air freshener or crack a window to air out the place? He'd given warning he was coming around.

"Seungcheol, I'm here," he called out, the front door still open behind him.

Seungcheol walked out of his bathroom, towel around his hips. ", sorry Josh. Our little angel dragged me for a shower and I..." Seungcheol trailed off.

Joshua glowered at him. Seungcheol flashed Joshua an apologetic look before making his way over to a window. "Sorry --" he said, opening it up, " --isn't good enough. I know, I keep apologising but I keep doing it. 'Junghan's making it hard' isn't an excuse. If I cared about you as much as I said I did, I'd tell him no, exercise restraint, try harder to quit." Seungcheol moved to the other window, "But I don't --"

"Cheol, don't beat yourself up about it. Just take a few seconds to open the windows next time."

Seungcheol breathed heavily through his nose. "Joshua, I'm not Hannie. I can handle talking." Seungcheol went to his wardrobe and got out a pair of boxers. "Talking is good, it lets us solve our problems. You think smoking is gross, so I'm going to quit." He put the boxes on under his towel. "At least, that's what I keep saying."

Joshua crossed his arms. "Junghan knows you're trying to quit and keeps asking you to smoke because he thinks it's hot. He makes it hard, I know Junghan -- he's my soulmate, too."

"Yawn, get over the smoking thing. He's stopped smoking when you're around, hasn't he?" Junghan asked. He walked over to the couch and sat down on it, every inch of his skin uncovered and glistening from where he hadn't dried the water off properly.

Seungcheol dropped his towel and bent down to pick it up. Junghan pouted. "Clothes already, Cheollie? I thought we could go for another round now that Josh's here."

Seungcheol plopped the towel around the back of his neck. "Angel, we've gone through this. He doesn't want to have ."

"He's had with us before, why's it such a big deal? I don't understand." Junghan complained, stretching out.

"I felt like I had to because we're soulmates and your libido is crazy. It made me feel bad because I didn't want to, so I tried. I tried and I just don't want to."

Seungcheol cleared his throat. "How 'bout we don't talk about this? It's a touchy subject for both of you and we've all had this discussion a million times."

Junghan rolled over so his back was to the room. "Whatever. Can one of you get me a blanket so I can sleep or something?"

Seungcheol got his blanket off the top off his wardrobe. Joshua went over and took it out of his hands, then went and draped it over Junghan.

He sat on the couch's arm above Junghan's head. "I love you, Junghan."

Junghan nodded, and a line down his nose caught the light. Tears. "I love you too, Shua."

A lump caught itself in Joshua's throat. He brought a hand down to Junghan's hair and started running his hand through it softly. "I'm sorry."

Junghan grunted before hiding his head into the couch cushions.

"Really, if I just didn't find it fun I would, but it's -- is gross. I wish I could enjoy and want to have like you --"

Seungcheol slammed something on to his table. "Joshua, don't. It's fine. Hannie'll come around. For now, let's just fold out the bed, all snuggle on it, and watch a movie on my laptop or something."

"Your laptop's slow, Cheollie," Junghan mumbled. "Can't Joshua study or something equally boring and you and I have ?"

Seungcheol sighed. Joshua just kept playing with Junghan's hair.

"Angel, we've --"

Junghan sat up, the blanket pooling at his waist. "Fine, choose Shua over me!" he accused. He stood up off the couch and grabbed a pile of clothes from beside the couch. "I hope you two are happy, changing for each other." Junghan rammed clothes onto his body, putting his shirt on inside out.

Junghan shot Joshua a look as he stormed to the front door. "Enjoy making out with each other and complaining about me." Junghan wrenched the door open, and slammed it so hard that it bounced off the doorway behind him.

He and Joshua broke up two days later.