“just go away.”
“what makes you think i’ll just leave ‘cause you told me to,” woohyun squinted at the taller male. the three words that had left the lips of the latter slipped right through the hunter’s ears. “you were the one that called me here,” he frowned, “although i doubt you knew the number you had dialed.”
the two were best of buds long ago - in their teens when woohyun hadn’t withdrawn from the world once again - due to yet another unfortunate event. now in their twenties, the two have been reunited under quite odd circumstances.
originally, woohyun had expected to just wallow away in his apartment - possibly call up someone for a movie or just head out on his own, considering it was an ungodly hour of the night. however, the world had other plans for him; as his phone alerted him of an incoming call just moments after he grabbed his keys. jaejoong was the last person on earth that woohyun would expect to call him - however, here he was now. in a bar. in front of a definitely more than just tipsy jaejoong. “c’mon, i’m here already, i’ll drive you home, ‘kay?”
