End Game || Heejake

Heeseung was staring at Jake.

The kiss attempt had passed, but the thought of Jake being possibly attracted to him was still vivid.

He was trying to imagine if he himself could ever want to kiss this man.

He had always thought of him as handsome, it was undeniable. His high nose, big eyes and silky hair. He was textbook attractive.

But Heeseung hated Jake! Even imagining being attracted to him was disgusting.

But did he still hate him tho?

He grew attached to him when he thought they had become friends, and now, his presence felt a little less unbearable.

So he could say it with confidence now: Jake was handsome. It didn't hurt to admit it.

And also rather cool actually.

It wasn't too bad for Heeseung to think Jake was possibly attracted to him.
It was even a little empowering.

To think all these girls would kill to have a glance from him... Heeseung felt a sense of superiority from this thought.

He was going on like this with his wonderings, when Jake's face suddenly appeared in front of him,

"Hey," Heeseung jumped. "What are you staring at?"

Heeseung's face became beet red.