You and Yeonjun always had soft tension. Your group of losers were known for being social rejects. You weren’t too sure how Yeonjun ended up in a group like yours, you knew you were stuck in the losers’ club because of your sexuality, and your germaphobia, Yeonjun, however, only knew about your germaphobia, no one in the losers’ club knew about your sexuality

You and Yeonjun sit in the treehouse alone, he’s zoned out on his book page and you decide to tease a bit, you kick his face lightly with your signature striped socks. Yeonjun rolls his eyes and goes back to reading before he finally looks at you around 30 minutes later

“When’s everyone else getting here?” Yeonjun’s voice is a tad cold, he watches as you shrug and he rolls his eyes again “They’re probably too busy doing your mom.” There is it, his trashmouth, the thing you love and hate about him “Let’s play a game, it’s just us after all, and I’m owed to know you more. aren’t i?”