"Hey Sungyeol... Sungyeol? Sungyeol! What are you looking at?"
 

"Your pretty face"
 

"Shut up"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing... I hate Myungsoo"

"Why?"

"Because he's an idiot"

"Yeah I agree, he's also an idiot for not noticing your feelings as well right? So are you."

"How did you know? Hey I'm not an idiot'

"I know. Believe me you are"

Sungjong sat on the bed next to Sungyeol. He was quite upset about Myungsoo being blind as a bat. He had hinted to him so many times that he might have feeling for him, but Myungsoo was dense.

Sungyeol pat his back and said, "If Myungsoo doesn't see that you like him then forget him, I'm sure there are other guys around you. All you have to do is look."

"No. I don't want anyone else". He frowned.

"Fine then don't. I'm going". Sungyeol stood up and left the room, abruptly, with a sigh.

...

It was a tense moment, as if a giant wave was hurtling towards him and he was frozen like ice out of fear. And it kept getting closer and closer. Soon he'd be dragged away and drowned. The wait became unbearable and he gulped air. He could hear and feel his heart beating frantically. The wave was only a few meters away.

"Myungsoo, I know you like Sungjong, in a not so friendly way. It's painfully obvious, but you both are also painfully oblivious. So I'll make this easier for you, he likes you as well. Just don't hurt him because he'll have other people to heal him.

"What are you saying? He likes me? Heal him?"

"I'm saying he likes you. Yes".

"He likes me? He likes me, why didn't you tell me before,"

"I didn't want you to know because I like him more than you ever will so I wanted to keep him to myself"

"What?"

"My God, seriously? You believed me? I thought you'd figure out that he likes you or that you would confess or something you know. I thought I'd just let you both get along with it all. But Sungjong was getting upset," he quickly added "and so we're you. So I couldn't watch. It's up to you to do what you want, I'm going to Sungjong, don't disturb me".

Sungyeol felt the wave push him as it collided with his body and then tug him, he lost his footing and was getting dragged away.

....

The warmth Sungjong emitted was calming, even though he was drowning in the icy ocean. He hugged him tighter and rested his head against the others shoulder.

"Sungyeol," Sungjong whispered.

"Shuuuu, I'm tired"

"Then go to sleep". Sungjong stood stiffly in his embrace, with his arms locked to the side. He could feel Sungyeol's palm against the small of his back and it made him nervous. He proceeded to push Sungyeol's chest with his hands and felt his sigh on his shoulder. Sungyeol used his other hand to his hair before grabbing his shoulder and pushing him back with force. Sungjong stumbled. Sungyeol looked shattered.

"I'm drowning"

"Why?" Sungjong gasped in concern.

"Why. I'm drowning... because of you."

"Me? I'm sorry. How do I help you?"

Sungyeol Sungjong's lips with his thumb and his eyes traced them. Sungjong's eyes widened in surprise. "You can help me by... brushing your teeth-"

"What?"

"-because I'm drowning in your horrible breath, also have a shower because even your body stinks and I'm drowning in that as well. Someone had to say it, I'm glad it's me."

Sungyeol laughed like a mad man as Sungjong swore at him whilst repeatedly slapping and punching him.

"You scared me! Your acting is annoyingly amazing."

"It is. I have a lot of practice, I practically act everyday hah". Sungyeol joked, sadly. "I'll be going now smelly, before I die, I'm already drowning, you're not even going to save me are you?"

"No. I'm not going to brush my teeth or have a shower". Sungjong breathed out close to Sungyeol's face and after that Sungyeol slammed the door on his face.