Woobin x Jongsuk

Be

Best                                                                                       -friend

Boy

Woobin x Jongsuk

G / AU

Kim Woo Bin returned to his apartment around midnight. A tight schedule after being successful as an actor in the industry Whenever I think of it, I can't help but smile at the past stories. Even though he had to struggle to get to this point. Tormented and encountered many painful stories But when it came to today, those feelings had become good memories and lessons for him.

Woo Bin's apartment is a furnished apartment with all the amenities. Even though he had a comfortable room, he didn't spend much time in it. Unlocking it with the five-digit passcode, Woo Bin carried his nearly 190 centimeter tall figure into the room. The diagonal eyebrows that crossed over the pair of sharp eyes twitched helplessly as they realized something was wrong with their room.

The young man took off his shoes and put on a pair of slippers instead before flicking the switch to light up the entire room. The tall figure let his clothes bag fall to his side before shouting loudly, “Yah!!” Someone's clothes were carelessly taken off and discarded along the walkway in front of the door. The floor was strewn with various parts.

A dark coat draped over the sofa. Meanwhile, a white shirt fell on the floor in front of the bedroom.

“This idiot,” Woobin muttered under his breath. I reluctantly put everything from the remains of my boxers to my caps into the basket before opening my bedroom door.

The temperature inside the room was warm and suitable for the human body, a sure sign that someone had entered the place with ill will. Someone who says they sleep soundly with a thick duvet filling themselves with jam inside again... is truly happy. Woobin is rather confused.

“Yah,” he hissed, walking towards the bed before using his foot to kick the other person's back. It's not very strong, but it can startle a person who is sleeping soundly.

“How many times have I told you not to take off your clothes carelessly?” Woobin began to criticize. The owner of the figure was tall and thin, and was lying on his side. Lift two pillows over your ears to block the perception. Woo Bin let out a breath before jerking off the blanket the bastard was hiding in, revealing smooth, white skin beneath the shade.

Well, he took off all his clothes before jumping onto his bed!

“Lee Jong Suk!” He used a stern voice. Poke with your foot. I jerked off the blanket, but this guy didn't seem to get out of his bed.

“Yah, Ubinna, please let me sleep. I can't take it anymore.” As a muffled murmuring sound escaped from the pile of pillows, the frustration that had arisen just moments before disappeared. In fact, Woo Bin never once thought of being angry at Lee Jong Suk. He cleared his throat and shoved his hands in his pockets. Jongsuk was still asleep on the bed he owned.

The other's tired expression made Woo Bin stop bothering him. He picked up the blanket and covered it again before taking out the pillow the other person had brought to cover his face. Revealing Jong Suk's small face that he was so proud of. At this time, he was very different from the Lee Jong Suk that everyone saw on magazine covers or on television screens. Jongseok is different only when he's with him.

The young man spread the robe down to his neck, fearing that when he woke up tomorrow he would be speechless and hoarse. He turned him over so he was lying on his back in a comfortable position before muttering softly. “Where can I sleep like this?”

“Huh?” But Jongsuk seemed to hear it. A moan caught in his throat and his eyelids fluttered open just a little. Jong Suk seems to smile all the time. Full, brightly colored lips were wider than necessary but not a flaw for Jong Suk in the slightest.

“Can't you just sleep well? It's not small.” This time, his dark eyebrows furrowed together.

“Complaining” gave a short retort, causing Woo Bin to be taken aback. So, is this guy at fault? This guy?

“Yah, you sleep on my bed like this and you still dare to criticize me?” Woo Bin raised his hand and prepared to slap the other person in the skull. But Jongsuk opened his eyes first. Woo Bin's face leaned closer to the sleeping person. Not as much as the palm of your hand, but enough to show the pores that aren't concealed.

Jong Suk grinned before flicking the blankets and pulling the not-so-larger man onto the bed together. Woo Bin lost his position because he was caught off guard. Jong Suk's slimmer but not too much body can easily crush Woo Bin from his skills in Taekwondo since childhood. Woobin only coughed when the idiot pressed him down and sat on his stomach. If that wasn't enough, he used his hand to pry his neck up to make him look up and close the air vent.

One day he will die because of it.

Woo Bin blamed the troublemaker for laughing. Jong Suk shakes off his drowsiness as if it had never happened before. He poked a finger at Woobin's forehead, which was now covered in sweat on both sides of his temple.

"Let go. Just. Just. Just."

“Please.”

What the hell are you asking for?!!

Sharp eyes looked at this sly person who had a pretty face but acted like a barbaric man. So, is it true that Kim Woo Bin can't fight or won't fight?

“Hurry up, Ubinna.” He narrowed his eyes and grabbed his wrist. If he was honest, he could break it with one hand.

“Socky-ah...let me go.” Woobin got goosebumps as he said the sentence in a tone that made even the person who gave the order make his face twist. Jongseok wore a greasy expression on his face, silently swallowing the saliva mixed with his digestive juices. He was about to release the other person, but he was attacked by the person who was initially inferior.

Ubin grabbed his waist. Pull the stick for the other person to stand up. Jong Suk wriggles on top of himself in only his underwear. Even if the men have something in common and the two of them aren't ashamed of each other, it's okay. But like that...

“Yah!” Jong Suk was the first to yell when the taller, heavier man flipped him onto his back. More importantly, he knows his weaknesses well.

“Ah..ah..hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha You can hold it with just one hand. Raise it above their head before running your fingers over their waist, stomach, or even their thighs. If anyone were to see the two of them playing together like this, it would be certain that there would be news in the newspapers or on the internet and personal blogs, raising doubts about their relationship.

“Enough..enough...fly...fly.” Jong Suk panted tiredly. The words were broken and sounded broken. A face that was once very white and glowing red His hair was soaked with sweat. Just like Jong Suk's back, Jong Suk now knows how wet and damp it is.

“Enough.” They both adjusted their breaths. Jong Suk blinked, acting calm when he was still the underdog and couldn't use his two hands as he wanted. Woobin could only smile but didn't let the troublemaker go easily.

“Hey, I'm tired. Go to sleep,” Jong Suk said, his voice noticeably softer. A pair of round eyes stared squarely at Woobin's before they both burst out laughing at the same time.

Woo Bin lets Jong Suk free as he lays down in the empty space next to Jong Suk. Breath sounds returned to normal. Jongsuk raised his hand to look at the red mark that had appeared a moment ago and rubbed it back and forth.

“Serves you right,” Woo Bin sneered, causing the other man to roll his eyes at him.

“We have hurt each other and we still don't feel remorse,” a voice murmured quietly, but would Woo Bin care? When each side lay still until they were tired, they began to feel restless. There was kicking and kicking, causing laughter and regaining the liveliness that was missing before.

“Is the work finished?” Woo Bin asked casually, sounding like he didn't care much, but Jong Suk knew. He narrowed his eyes at his best friend sleeping next to him before smiling and nodding.

“Yes,” was the short answer and silence enveloped them both. His breath could be heard through both ears. Woo Bin stared at the ceiling while Jong Suk looked sideways at Woo Bin's face.

Jong Suk's accumulated fatigue still hasn't subsided. He closed his eyes slowly before falling into a sweet dream again.

Woo Bin had no way of knowing whose story appeared in that dream.

Jong Suk was dazed and woke up again at an unknown time. He tried to look for his watch or cell phone to check. But when he thought about it, he found that today was his day off after having to film a drama and a big movie for several months. Because of that, when the latter left the group, he came to see Kim Woo Bin.

Ah...Ubin

Where is the room owner hiding his head...?

What was Jong Suk thinking about as he got out of bed? Looking for pants and shirts (Woobin's) to wear. Because his sleeping habits are of the hot type. What can be removed is removed. Sometimes when he's home alone he takes off his clothes and sleeps. This is still somewhat considerate of the owner of the room and bed. Woo Bin always complained about his sleep, fearing that he would be sick. Even though I've been sleeping like this since I was a child.

As he opened the door from the bedroom, he heard the sound of the television broadcasting the midday news... ah. Is it already noon?

“Woo Bin-ah,” Jong Suk calls out, but the sound is nothing more than a mumble in his throat. Woo Bin walked out from the kitchen area. In the hand holding a pot of ramen

“Until I wake up,” the tall man bared his fangs, while the white man could only feel his stomach. But my face was soothed when I smelled my favorite ramyeon and woke up and ate it right away. No need to wait to do it yourself. Very happy.

“Don't you have anything scheduled today?” Jongsuk volunteers to grab the eating utensils before the pair sit at the low table in front of the television. Even though both of them are famous stars But in reality, the two of them were still normal people.

Jong Suk looked exaggeratedly excited while waiting for Woo Bin to open the ramen pot. The tall man smiled before muttering softly.

“Sometimes I wonder when the real Lee Jong Suk is.”

“What are you?” Jong Suk frowned, holding the chopsticks in his mouth childishly.

“Well, you're an actor. So I wonder when you were able to really be yourself.”

Jongsuk blinked as they looked at each other. We understand each other even if we don't say it directly. But Jong Suk is a more mysterious creature. Sometimes it was like Woo Bin knew Jong Suk better than anyone else, but other times it was like he had never experienced the other person's true identity.

Jongseok who is playful and humble Or is it Lee Jong Suk who is sluggish and full of silence?

“You talk like you're not an actor,” Woo Bin laughed when Jong Suk responded and pouted. “I'm always myself when I'm with you.” It sounded so eerie when two men confessed like this. But Woo Bin felt good and was surprised by the warmth that spread across his left chest. Jong Suk, who was avoiding his eyes, scratched the back of his neck.

Woobin could only stare at the long, beautiful, thick eyelashes. Eyelashes that women want, but Lee Jong Suk has them without even trying.

“Yah, are you able to eat yet?” Jong Suk changes the subject. He raised his head and asked louder than ever. His hair was frizzy and shapeless. The condition was too bad to go out. But that's what Woobin likes the most. Jong Suk, who doesn't have to look good or handsome all the time, sometimes dirty, sometimes dirty, doesn't have to think about his image a lot when facing each other, but...

“Yah! You bastard, if you want to poop, go to the bathroom or use tissue!!”

Maybe it doesn't work like this. The image of Korea's leading hero is gone...

FIN .

AN ;;

Just watched

school 2013

It's finished. You really should watch it.

the heir

I mean, he's not a fan of Young Do. I'll just say that he looks school because of Jong Suk and..eh. Ubin, who the girls screamed about, is playing this too? I didn't intend to flirt at all, but like, this story is really blood-curdling. Look, it's close and warm. It's a beautiful love, just the right amount, not a lot, not a little. It conveys the word friendship very well -

And when the mood was not over, I went to search and read an interview where these two people liked to refer to each other often. Damn you, Robin. He's even cuter than Namsoon following Heungsoo.

Finally, if the mood isn't over with this couple, we'll probably dress up some more (crap).