Seventeen Oneshots {Requests Closed}

SOONWOO

"Why do you suck so bad?!"

Where Wonwoo and Soonyoung have a love-hate relationship
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"Fucking shit dude! It's like you have two left feet! Soonyoung groaned in exasperation.

"Shut up!" I whined," it's not my fault!"

"Your neck is too stiff!"

"You look like a fucking seal!"

"What the fuck are you doing with your hands?!"

An entire two hours of my life was dedicated to Soonyoung spewing profanitys at me.

"Okay, that looks fine now. You still look like a loser, but whatever."

Finally I can stop. I pooled on the practice room floor in a puddle. A metaphorical puddle of unrest.

A small kick to my ankle made a realize this was a mistake.

"Wonwoo, get your ass out or else."

"Or else what?" I groaned as he kept kicking me. After I spoke he abruptly and flopped on the floor next to me.

We made intense eye contact. I bit my lip, anticipating what was next. He leaned in and flicked my forehead.

"Ow? What was that for?"

"I told you!" He shrieked, standing back up. I got off of the floor and dusted myself off.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving,"

"Wait," Soonyoung turned me around to face him before pecking my check.

His face dusted pink, he shooed me out.

The next day, I saw him again.

"What was that about?" I asked as soon as I saw him.

"Haha, what was what about?" He looked anywhere but my eyes.

I grabbed the bottom of his chin to make him look at me.

"You know."

He nervously bit his lip, "No?." His voice cracking at the end.

"Uh huh," I ruffled his hair,"alright, Soonyoung."

"Shut up," he stomped his foot and looked down at his feet.

Suddenly he looked back up at me.

"Can I try it again?"

"Of course," I replied, smirking.