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Really, Woohyun was the instigator, and Sungyeol just followed along. Their relationship allowed them to experience the other side of the dynamics they had grown up with - Woohyun, baby of the family, got to be hyung, while Sungyeol was the dongsaeng, and as much as he would never admit it out loud, he definitely looked up to Woohyun, listening to his advice and following his command. It was a dangerous position for Sungyeol; unable to let little dares and bets and digs go, Woohyun might as well have been his mortal enemy, always egging him into some hare-brained plot that usually ended up with both of them in deep shit. The memories were priceless, however, regardless of how many times management had threatened to murder them.
Still, as Sungyeol leans back into the chair, he wonders if, maybe, this time they've overdone it.
"I'm not sure-" he says, looking nervously around as the piercer sanitizes his tools. "Don't you think this is too far?"
"Dude," Woohyun says, lifting his hands up as if to say this isn't on him, "you were the one who was all 'Sunggyu got some stupid little piercings and whined about it the whole night, I got seven and didn't even blink!' I mean, I'm sure you could just get your nipples pierced, it'd probably hurt less. If you wanna chicken out that is..."
"Nipples can actually hurt worse for some people, to be honest. The healing can really suck, too," says the piercer absentmindedly, laying out his instruments on a tray, and Sungyeol grits his teeth, biting back the urge to whine. He's already too far in, trapped by this stupid dare, and he regrets complaining to Woohyun about Sunggyu in the first place. They had started talking about how he was totally tougher than a wimp like Sunggyu, and somehow it ended up with Woohyun betting him he wouldn't get a manlier piercing. He had laughed at that. Like hell he wouldn't.
Sure, nothing seemed manlier than sticking a needle through his dick head so he can wear a metal rod through it indefinitely. Totally badass. Hardcore. No one is tougher than him. Wait, who the fuck is he kidding, he's not badass, he's just an idiot who fell for Woohyun's tricks again, and he needs to get out of here, STAT.
He tries to slide off the chair slowly, like maybe if he goes silently, crawling out on the floor if necessary, the piercer won't notice he's gone, already halfway back to his apartment and far, far away from any huge dick needles intent on stabbing his precious manly bits. He edges off, one foot on the floor and then the other, when he spots Woohyun staring at him.
They'd already promised that this would be between just the two of them for now, and that eventually, when it healed, he could brag to Sunggyu about how tough he was and Woohyun could jump on to support his manly actions of the night, retelling how he valiantly endured the procedure with a bravery unrivaled by most men. But the look on Woohyun's face is scheming, like he's jumping to leave as well, to get back to the apartment so he can run around yelling about how stupid Sungyeol was to even debate the idea and how he chickened out at the last minute, weak and wimpy and definitely not manly at all. They lock eyes, and Woohyun smirks, that stupid little smarmy shit-eating grin he always has when he's up to his utmost of no-good.
"You wouldn't." It comes off as a threat, but Woohyun doesn't flinch, smile still plastered over his face.
"Wouldn't what, Sungyeol-ah? Let it slip to the members about how you cried for your mom and how I had to drag you out of here after you fainted?"
The piercer snorts on the other side of the room, apparently intrigued by their exchange, and it makes the situation so much worse.
"What?! I- that's not even- no!" Sungyeol sputters, hands flailing wildly as he grasps for something to say. He knew it was a bad fucking idea to bring Woohyun along, to even give in in the first place, and he flops back into the chair with a huff, nails digging into the armrests to keep himself from trembling.
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