minwon / 800 words / explicit
also very old and abandoned bc i lost steam but it aint bad
“What do you think?” Is the first thing Jun says when he picks up the phone, much more enthusiastic than Wonwoo would like to hear, which doesn’t bode well for his wellbeing.
“This is gay porn,” is how Wonwoo responds. “You cast me in gay porn.”
“And?” Jun asks. “Are you above gay porn now?”
Wonwoo sighs, puts his script down, and rubs one hand over his temple. “No,” he says, because he isn’t. Above gay porn, that is.
As a child actor turned mediocre adult actor, Jeon Wonwoo has taken a number of odd jobs over the years to stay relevant - whether that means he plays a perverted serial killer in a B-list thriller, the bum youngest brother of a daytime drama, or, as of now, the quirky main character in a BL adaptation of what can only be described as smut with a hint of plot.
It’s not like it’s a bad gig either, really. He just doesn’t know how he’s going to break the news to his mom, who refuses to miss any of his work.
Hey, mom, I got cast as the main character with a degradation kink in this new drama, please don’t watch, he could say. I promise you won’t be missing much.
No, that’s a horrible idea.
“So you’re taking it…?” Jun asks, although it’s not really a question. Did Jun already sign the contract on Wonwoo’s behalf? Yes. Would it damage his reputation to back out now? Also yes. Has Wonwoo ever had a choice in the matter? Only if he had landed a better agent back when he was 25, maybe. But Jun is his best friend, manager, and ultimately has good ideas when it comes to Wonwoo’s career - even if BL is a part of that.
Besides, there are bills to pay, anyhow. And as much as he likes to complain, the ratings on these shows are only skyrocketing more and more with each passing year.
“Yes,” Wonwoo says. “Did I really have to end up being the bottom, though?”
You can hear the grin in Jun’s voice. “They wanted someone who looks good in glasses. You’re the main character! You’ll have the most screen time.”
Wonwoo sighs again, skimming over the contract Jun sent to his inbox. Well, at least his day rate is good. And he won’t have to go on another audition spree for roles he hates but has no choice but to try out for, at least for the next few months.
Jun’s voice goes low when he speaks. “And besides, I hear that Kim Mingyu is getting cast as the love interest. Wouldn’t you like to share an onscreen kiss with him?”
It’s at that moment when Wonwoo’s phone slips from his hand and lands directly on his foot. “Fuck,” he curses at the stinging pain, and then Jun’s words sink in.
Oh. Wait. WAIT.
“Fuck!” He says, louder this time. You can hear Jun’s laugh through the speaker. “What did you just say?!”
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No matter what Soonyoung says, Jeon Wonwoo does not have a crush on Kim Mingyu. Soonyoung is a little piece of shit and spends way too much of his time sticking his nose in other people’s business, and everything he says is bullshit.
Wonwoo… simply admires Kim Mingyu. As an actor. As a sunbae admires a hoobae… yeah. A much more handsome, charismatic, and popular hoobae. But that’s not the point.
Wonwoo does not have a crush on Kim Mingyu.
“You’ve been in love with him ever since you were in that drama together, yeah?” Soonyoung says over drinks, because he’s nosy and knew about the casting before Wonwoo even did, because Jun is a slimy motherfucker who enjoys friend group drama more than he enjoys having Wonwoo as a client, even if it’s at Wonwoo’s expense.
Wonwoo chugs his drink, regretting ever letting Jun and Soonyoung become friends. “I’m not in love with him,” he says. Several things about that statement are wrong, the main one being that he and Mingyu weren’t in a drama together. Wonwoo was an extra in two episodes and spent two measly days on the same set as Kim Mingyu back in 2018, and Wonwoo has admired him ever since.
But he’s not in love with him! He’s not!
“Uh-huh,” Soonyoung says, not convinced at all. “I can go call Jihoon and ask how that shrine of yours is coming along.”
The so-called shrine is three magazine covers and one photocard of Kim Mingyu that are placed in a very un-shrine-ly way in a dark corner of his bedroom, and everyone only knows about it because his piece of shit roommate Jihoon told Soonyoung about it immediately. Which is proof that Wonwoo needs at least three new friends.
“It’s not a shrine,” Wonwoo insists, although Soonyoung has seen enough pictures to know that if a candle was involved, it certainly would be. “They’re collector’s items. Because I admire his work.”
Soonyoung grins at him, all smug and knowing, because he’s the worst friend on the planet. Jun chooses that moment to come back to their table with three bottles of soju.
“Are we talking about the shrine?” Jun asks, eyebrows raised. “Because I saw this magazine in 7-11 the other day that I’m sure you’d love to add to the collection-“
Wonwoo groans. They’re the worst.