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But he doesn’t want to give him anything, at least not without anything in return. And since Jeongguk is probably never gonna give him that, he just tries to bear with it.

Maybe purposely flirting with other guys in Jeongguk’s line of vision is not bearing with it. But since Jeongguk is doing the same thing, he can’t be blamed. He knows from that house party that Jeongguk is quite jealous, if he read into that whole “who’s your boyfriend?” situation right. 

So he’s talking to the same guy right along the way to the baseball locker rooms for a few days— and then finally catches Jeongguk’s gaze. That same dark look he got the other time. 

Good. 

A shiver runs down his spine as Jeongguk holds eye contact a little longer, before he walks past them towards the changing rooms.

It’s pathetic, but heat blooms under his skin and he just cuts his conversation short because he kind of wants to see how much of an effect he has on Jeongguk, so he follows him into the changing rooms.

It’s instant, when he walks in he’s met by Jeongguk’s pissed gaze, his jet black hair in front of his eyes, tongue poking in his cheek. 

“Already giving head to someone else?”

Oh god, yes. 

Goosebumps appear on his neck and arms, and the corner of his mouth curls up against his will. 

“You seem upset,” he casually walks over to the opposite bench, puts down his bag. “You’ve been getting head too, aren’t you glad?”

See, this is the fun part. Jeongguk can’t even argue, just stares at him with that blank look but he’s obviously so fucking jealous, probably can’t even regulate his emotions.

“Of— of course I’m fucking glad. I finally get to see my normal hook-ups again.”

“So why are you upset?”

“I’m not upset. I just can’t believe you’re so eager to suck some other guy off.”

Oh he’s upset alright. 

And hot. Not to mention hot. 

Something about that tight black shirt and those grey sweatpants, it’s such a fuckboy outfit, but sadly it works.

“Why wouldn’t I be? You always come under a minute or two.”

Jeongguk’s eyes widen, and then he shakes his head.

“That’s not— that’s cause you wouldn’t let me— you always rushed through it.”

“Of course I did.” He scoffs. “Why would I give the time of day to a guy who can’t even make me come?”

Jeongguk’s jaw snaps shut, and even if he had a comeback, the rest of the team barges into the room before it can come out.