a/n:: probably my longest chapter yet,, wooo!
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❝you're so plastic and that's tragic❞

he was faking it and anyone could tell. the sly glances, fleeting touches, small smirks. it was all an act but more and more people fed into it. he seemed to love the attention. no, scratch that, he did love the attention. he strived for it and would go out of his way to get it. jaehyeong was so fake and it made dojoon physically sick.

dojoon had been friends with hajoon for as long as he could remember, they grew up together, shared everything with eachother. their similar names only furthered that. so seeing hajoon so helpless, oh boy did it get dojoons blood boiling. hajoon was always there for him, so dojoon felt like it was his turn to be there for hajoon.

at first dojoon just wanted to go up to jaehyeong, punch him with all the frustrations that were pent up inside of him, tell jaehyeong to stay the fuck away from hajoon and leave it at that. but dojoons loving, soft boyfriend who only wanted the best for people, gave him a stern talking to and thus made a plan. granted, it wasn't a very good one but they'd do anything for hajoon.

it was a slow tuesday when they decided to put the plan into action, hajoon wasn't at school that day since he apparently caught the stomach flu but the two boys knew the real reason why. they snuck around the campus like two people out of a very poorly made spy movie. the library they were in was huge, a pretty typical one honestly, and the huge glass windows let in natural sunlight that woosung would die to take a picture in. but his priorities were set and taking a bomb ass selfie would have to wait for another day.

dojoon nudged woosung, snapping him out of his head and made a gesture towards jaehyeong. the man in question wasn't doing anything interesting, just looking through a few textbooks for a reason neither of them cared for.

dojoon was suprised the guy even knew how to read.

what they saw didn't shock them in the slightest but it still left a bitter taste in their mouth.

jaehyeong was being approached but a couple of girls that they couldn't recognize, the scenario panned out how you'd expect it to.

the girls were obviously flustered to be near jaehyeong, and even though he didn't show it, he was immensely annoyed by their presence. the first girl, who was so short and baby faced she looked like a freshmen at highschool, stammered her way through what was supposed to be a question about math. her friend who was much more mature looking, quickly swept in to save her poor friend.

"what she's trying to say is that she likes you and would want to go on a study date." she said matter-of-factly, and her rude voice made even jaehyeong cringe.

dojoon and woosung looked at each other from behind the book case, a curious glint in their eyes. slowly, turning back to jaehyeong and the girls.

WHAP

cue woosung and dojoons whine in pain.

"and who do you think you're spying on?" the aged voice from none other than the equally aged librarian sounded from behind the two. they turned around, rubbing their head in pain from getting whacked from the ruler the women was carrying.

"we weren't spying on anyone! don't worry ms kim, ha ha," woosung nervously laughed, his hand grasping dojoons for dear life.

the women tsked and reached down to grab ahold of their ears, pulling them up from their sitting position on the carpeted floor.

"ow ow ow" they whined in unison.

as they were getting dragged out of the library, jaehyeong took quick notice of this and grabbed his work before bolting away from the girls and towards the boys.

he abruptly stopped when he got near them and fell into step almost perfectly with the two.

"what the fuck do you want lee?" dojoon snapped, his mood plummeting the second jaehyeong came to them.

"what's with the hostility park dojoon? what did I ever do to you?" jaehyeong smirked, going in-between the two and throwing his arms around them. he was already at an advantage by being taller.

woosung recoiled away from the weight on his shoulders and tried to get away, but jaehyeong had a grip on his shoulder that limited the boys movements.

"oh fuck off, i hated you the moment you messed with my friends head." dojoon bit back, his patience running low.

"all of this, is hajoons choice. he wants me. not you. and it's going to stay that way the longer your stupid little friend believes i like him." jaehyeong said, loud and clear. his voice running cold. he pushed through them, walking a good distance infront of them before turning around, a sickening smirk plastered on his face.

"remember this, love birds, i don't do relationships." and with that, he stalked off and around the corner of the street.

it was then that they realized this wasn't going to end pretty.