Bills - Heejakehoon

Chapter Three - Fashion

A/N: foul language

"Are you still thinking about that boy?" Jake asks, taking a seat beside Sunghoon. The other nods.

"Yeah..."

"It's been over a week, when are you going to go talk to him?"

"T-talk to him?" Sunghoon's eyes widen in surprise. Jake rolls his eyes.

"Are you just going to suffer watching him from a distance then? Talk to him or get over him, don't stay stuck in the middle."

"I don't know how to talk to him. Who purposely tries to talk to an ex?"

"Someone who still loves their ex."

"I don't....love him."

"Yeah, okay." Jake shrugs and scrolls on his phone. Sunghoon bites his lip and looks down at his hands.

He didn't, right?

Sunoo hurt him.

Sunoo broke his heart and left without a real good bye.

Without a valid reason.

He just told Sunghoon he wasn't worth fighting for and moved away.

How could he love someone like that?

Sunghoon sighs and leans back on the couch. Jake does the same.

"We should do something this weekend." Jake says.

"Like what?"

"I dunno...go shopping or something. Your style is garbage."

"Excuse me? My style is better than yours." Sunghoon growls, punching Jake's arm.

"Bullshit." Jake smacks him back.

"Aish..." Sunghoon rubs his arm and glares and Jake who smirks in return.

"Man, fuck you." Sunghoon mumbles.

"Fuck you too." Jake shakes his head and looks back down at his phone.

There's a few minutes of silence between them.

"Fine." Sunghoon huffs. Jake looks over at him.

"Fine what?"

"Let's go shopping."