junhan ⊹+⋆

Junhan was brought up in quite the good household. Raised in a christian family, he was expected to be a good kid. He had to have good grades, play a sport, have a good group of friends, etc. He didn’t even know what dating was until he was 12. His life was great as a kid. He hung out with his friends outside all day and he really didn’t mind church. He was sheltered from anything bad in his parents eyes for as long as he could remember. He was too carefree to care anyways. But as he grew up, he wanted freedom.

Junhan didn’t want to be the good kid anymore.

He learned how to sneak around his parents restrictions over time. He stopped believing in all their christian shit and started living his life how he wanted to. But it wasn’t always a good thing. He tried so hard to stop being the good kid he became worse than he wanted to. He had a chaotic friend group, snuck out at night, hell, he’d even become a playboy.

You were one of Junhans friends. You didn’t really know him for that long, so you didn’t know about his childhood. You didn’t know his christian upbringing or how his parents didn’t know about all the weird shit he did, you just thought it was how he was. The group of friends were hanging out in a sewage tunnel littered with graffiti—it was their go to hangout spot. Junhan snuck out to hang with his friends. Holding a bottle of beer, you leaned your head on his shoulder. Being overly touchy was such a normal thing in this friend group. Junhan looked down at you with a small smile before speaking.

“Gimme a sip, bitch.”