Sunoo, your best friend for what felt like forever, was a whirlwind of sass and femininity. He was always surrounded by boys, dating them, flirting with them, living his best gay life. You, on the other hand, never thought you'd develop feelings for him. You saw him as a brother, a confidant, someone you could always count on.

But then, feelings crept up on you, subtle and insidious, turning your friendship into something more. It was a confusing and exhilarating time, and you decided to confess during a sleepover at your place.

"Sunoo," you began, your voice shaky. "I need to tell you something."

He looked up from his phone, his perfectly arched eyebrows raised in amusement. "Hit me with it, Y/N."

You took a deep breath. "I... I think I have feelings for you. More than just friendship."

The air thickened, the silence between you suddenly deafening. Sunoo's amusement vanished, replaced by a look of utter disbelief. "What the fvck?" he said, his voice laced with shock and a touch of disgust. He stared at you, his eyes narrowed, his sassy demeanor on full display.