Confusion
Title: Confusion (OMG, I win the lamest title award)
Author: bluemonkiesx
Pairing: BAERI<3
Genre: then fluff.
Length: drabble.
Prompt: Bae confessed to Ri, but Ri isn't sure of his feelings.
Author's Note: third of four prompts. this ones for the lovely mtfanatic<3 HERE'S SOME BAERI LOVE FOR YOU, DEAR :)
You're tired, you're hot, you're thirsty, and all you want to do is go back to the apartment and sleep. You hop into the back seat of the van, sitting in the only empty seat left next to Youngbae hyung. The van starts up, and the gentle vibrations of movement immeditately put you too sleep. The next thing you know, you're parked in the front of the apartment and the only person in the car besides you is Youngbae hyung, whose shoulder you just so happen to be sleeping on.
"Sorry hyung, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you," you grin sheepishly, trying to stifle a yawn.
"Neh, don't worry about it maknae," and you notice something a little off with him. He seems...kind of out of it.
"Hyung?" you question.
He looks at you questioningly.
"Is there something you want to talk about? You could have just woken me up when we got here. You didn't have to stay here until I woke up."
He laughs a little and smiles, "It's fine, really. I didn't mind staying with you," and then his smile disappears. "But, um. There is something I kinda...want to talk to you about."
He takes a deep breath, and looks away from you. "I, um, I think IkindalikeyouSeungri," he mumbles.
You heard what he said, but you don't really understand. He likes you? Of course he he does, your bandmates. Why would he hate you?
You're about to point this out, when he quietly says, "I like you more than a friend."
And that's when you know that you had misunderstood the kind of 'like' he had said. He liked you like that.
"Oh," is all you can say.
A awkward silence surrounds you, and you hurriedly climb out of the car, wanting to escape the atmosphere. Youngbae hyung liked you? You take a glance back at the car, and you see him still sitting in the back seat. Only he looks more melancholy than you've ever seen him. Is it your fault? You shake your head and walk into the apartment.
You walk in your shared room, and close the door, thankful that Daesung hyung was in the living room with Seunghyung hyung. You wanted some time to think. You lay on your bed and stare at the ceiling. And you thought about Youngbae hyung liking you. Wasn't it wrong? Aren't boys supposed to like girls? Not that you cared if Youngbae hyung was gay or not. But...he liked you. And you lived with him. Wouldn't that make things kind of awkward?
But the more you think about it, the more you start to think of just Youngbae. The look he had on his face in the car, it hurt you. You don't know why, but it did. You hated to see him like that, and it was your fault. You were sure of that now. You had rejected him, and now he was hurting.
"I'm not gay though," you mutter to yourself. But in your mind, you say that if you had to like one guy it would most likely be Youngbae hyung.
You groan, you're not gay. You know you're not. But the more you think about it, the more you think about how good Youngbae hyung would treat you. You know he'd be good to you.
You sighed in defeat. Thinking wasn't helping any. You walked out of your room and into Youngbae hyung's. You close the door behind you, and turn around to see him laying on his bed. Just as you were moments before.
"Hyung?" you softly break the silence.
He turns his head to look at you, and you can see the hurt from earlier still in his eyes. You slowly walk to the edge of his bed, and sit down as he sits up to make room for you.
"I, um. I was thinking about earlier..." you trail off.
He just sighs, and then says, "It's fine, maknae. You don't feel the same, I won't make it weird between us. Don't worry."
You shake your head, causing him to look at you in confusion. You gingerly place your hand lightly on top of his. "I think I like you too, hyung."
A he smiles, and his eyes turn into little cresent moons. And then you smile, and then he gently takes your hand and brings it to his mouth giving it a soft kiss. And the two of you sit there, smiling because you both like eachother and there's no confusion as to what kind of 'like' it is.