Chapter fifty-one

Once they left the bathroom, on their way to their bathroom, Minseok froze in place.

"What's up, Minnie?"

"He let him in."

Before Minseok picked up his pace again, Jiwon launched forward, aiming straight for the living room.

Wearing nothing more than the towel around his waist, he stormed in, slamming the door open. Minseok rushed up behind him grabbing his wrist before Jiwon could set another step.

They met Silas sitting on the couch and Raphael on the chair opposite him. Both with severe looks on their faces. 

As they divert their eyes on the two boys in the door opening, Minseok's ears start turning red. Slowly the look on Silas's face makes place for a smirk, "Hey boys," he smiles sweetly.

"don't 'hey boys' me!" Jiwon yells as he tries to get out of Minseok's grip. As he tries to keep walking the older boy only tightens the grip on his arm. 

Jiwon tries to shake and yank it off, but Minseok fights back. 

This ends in a stupid-looking fight in which neither of the two parties tries to hurt the other. Minseok ends up lifting Jiwon a little up as he tightly hugs the opposing boy so he can't run away. Even though he still tries while he's lifted.

Raphael sniggers at this sight.

"Ay! Are you laughing at my boyfriend?!" Minseok calls out. 

"Yeah! Are you laughing at his boyfriend?!" Jiwon agrees, halting his struggle.

This only makes them look funnier.

Both boys are in only a towel around their waists, one tightly hugging the other, who's dangling above the ground.

Silas starts laughing too. 

"Si?!" Jiwon exclaims, hurt.

"I'm sorry it's just," he says between laughter, "you're both looking ridiculous."

Jiwon slumps in while still in Minseok's hold. With a pouty lip, he answers, "Well, thank you. Next time I won't care if shit happens to you or not."

As he tries to turn around in Minseok's hold, Minseok whispers, "I wouldn't. No pants."

Jiwon looks down. In the rage, he totally forgot in what state he and his loved one were. "Let me down," he communicates to Minseok , who slowly puts him down, still hugging him.

"So, mind telling us why he's here?" Minseok scoffs.

"I let him in."

"Yeah, obviously. We didn't grant him entrance, so obviously you did," Jiwon snaps back, "Now. Why?"

"I-" Silas his voice got lost somewhere in the space between his mouth and the boys's ears.

"Wow," Jiwon sighs with a clack of his tongue, "You couldn't help it, could you?"

Silas sighs, after an apological smile towards Raphael he gets up and drags Jiwon away from Minseok's loving hands and into their bedroom.

After closing the door, Silas drops down onto his bed and lies down. Jiwon remains standing, arms crossed. Silas looks up at his best friend, "Shouldn't you get dressed?"

"Shouldn't you tell me what happened while I was showering?"

"Yeah, showering my ass. You know I'm a werewolf too right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Jiwon shrugs.

"Oh, my bad, let me help you freshen up your memories."

"What?"

"I don't know what? Where should I start? The sounds of only kissing or the sounds getting louder? Maybe the clapping? Oh or the mo-"

"OkAY," Jiwon yells, interrupting his bestie.

"I get it, Si," he sighs.

"So."

"So?"

"You and our roomie?"

"You and our teacher?"

"Shit-"

Jiwon laughs at this, "Yeah, I think you were right that time you said I was falling in love."

"How is it?" Silas smiles.

"Is what?"

"Finding your mate before your alpha!" Silas yells as he tackles Jiwon onto his bed.

When their laughter finally dies out, Jiwon looks guilty at Silas, "I really wanted to tell it, really! It's just...it felt weird...you were so fixated on this whole magical-mating-thing, and your mate was nowhere to be found after he practically raped you.

And then I didn't even need to find mine. He was there, right in front of me. Literally. Just waiting to be-"

"Now I'm the one interrupting you. I don't want to know what you did to that boy to get your scent printed into his blood," Silas says while waving his hands.

Jiwon laughs again, "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on telling that. Not now," he adds with a wink, "SO, you smelled it?"

"Bruh? Obvi! I'm so stupid for thinking that scent was coming from you all the time. It was all so fucking clear and I just didn't fucking see it. It's almost as if he smells more like you than you do yourself!" Silas exaggerates with wide eyes.

"Yeah, sorry. I kinda went fast with that-" Jiwon says while rubbing his neck, "Now? Will you finally say what that spoiled creature is doing inside our house?"

"He was wanting to explain why he didn't come to me before, you know..."

"Minseok making him jealous?"

"Yeah," Silas sighs.

"And what was his excuse, Si? Tell me it was at least good enough to be believable," Jiwon comments while rolling his eyes.

"Something about him not being able to claim me?"

"Ah," Jiwon breathes, "So, he did not come up with a good excuse."

Silas sighs once again, "I think it was legit, though, Ji."

"Yeah, sure," Jiwon mocks.

"I'm serious. Something about this maybe getting him into problems from outside."

Jiwon looks at Silas as if he just saw the supernatural. I mean, technically he did, but that's not the point. "How come that a WEREWOLF being his mate, will bring him in trouble? Wouldn't it make him safer at that?"

Silas shrugs, "I don't know. He didn't get into it that much. But he seemed sincere."

"Did he?" Jiwon asks skeptically.

"He did," Silas answers, lost in thoughts, "Something about trying to reach out, but also not being able to? I don't know, he seemed to be pretty solemn. Keep repeating the same words constantly." Jiwon hums.

"He seemed to have wanted to get closer, but also not? I don't know, I haven't talked much with him and he's already as disjointed as you are."

"Hey!" Jiwon exclaims, hurt.

"Don't worry, I'm joking.

No one can be as disjointed as you are."

"Bro?"

"Sorry not sorry," Silas laughs.

"So? Y'all talked it out or what?"

"I think...he was saying something about not assuming it would have such a big impact on him."

"He should've."

"Ji..."

"What?"

"Please, don't hold a grudge against him."

"I'll see. Maybe I will,

and maybe I will tell him about cringe-ass toddler you."

"Oh, you will?"

"Yes, maybe I will."

"Not before I tell Minseok about cringe-ass teen you and his fantasies."

Jiwon's eyes shot open wide, "No you won't!"

"Yes, maybe I will," Silas answers with a wink."

"Please don't tell him!"

"Why? Want to let him know through personal experience?"

"Silas," Jiwon starts in a warning tone.

"Minseok!" Silas calls out to tease Jiwon.

"Yes?" the older boy says while opening their bedroom door.

"W-when did you get here?"

"You fucking saw me opening the door just now, didn't you?"

"I did, sorry hyung."

Minseok's eyes shift towards Jiwon, "Why were you calling me, Silas?"

"Nothing."

Jiwon jumps up, "I think Minn-Minseok needs to get dressed, come let's go, Si," he says while pushing the boy out of their room. On his way, he's stopped by a hand around his wrist.

"I think I'm not the only one in a towel only."

"Nor the only one covered in bruises," Silas fake coughs, using this opportunity to slip out of the room, as the two look at each other. 

Damn, Silas thinks to himself, someone's tittie-obsessed.