everyone else in the room can see it
beast, junhyung/yoseob
(crossover with one direction with very slight mention of dooseung and kiwoon)
1500 words
I can't believe I wrote this. I'm not even sure what drove me to cross over my two fandoms, but evidently something did, and this was the outcome. Sigh. I'm such a sucker for boybands with amazing voices, hot bodies, abs and.. wait what was I talking about again? Oh yeah. Boybands. They're awesome. So instead of trying to explain all the references that are found in this fic, I wrote up an authors note here so feel free to check it out before (or after, whatever, I'm not a cop) reading to get a clearer picture? I promise it's not a pimp post. Not really. I'm too much of a lazy person to write a pimp post and it would probably be nothing but Louis. But. Um. Lost my train of thought again. SIGH. BUT YEAH. HERE YOU GO. THIS IS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF BEAST FOUND ONE DIRECTION. Or more specifically if Yoseob found 1D. (/giggles and runs off because this, again, is unbeta'd because i'm lazy woo)
The thing with Yoseob is that, when he likes something, be it a song or a dance or a piece of clothing, he really likes it. He’ll listen to it on repeat for three days straight, or wear it non stop, or talk about it endlessly until all the members are thoroughly sick of the topic.
Junhyung thinks that, if he didn’t love Yoseob loads and loads, he’d have no hesitation in leaning over and whacking the vocalist across the back of his head, but as always, he finds himself restrained by that oh so pretty smile.
But when Yoseob is jumping and flailing and squealing like one of their fucking fangirls, singing a song in English at the top of his very high lungs, Junhyung cant help but raise an eyebrow at him. It’s not weird - not really anyway when Gina-noona released her new song Yoseob was singing it for almost two weeks - but there’s something about it that makes him feel weird.
“What the hell are you singing?” Junhyung asks, pulling at his arm so that the other would still.
Yoseob blinks, an innocent, cheeky little smile crawling onto his face and shrugs lightly at the question “One Direction” He tells the rapper before wiggling out of his grasp and continuing to skip into the kitchen, to where Hyunseung was making a sandwich, singing ever so louder.
Junhyung just looks at him, his eyebrows already reaching the sky, shrugs and turns his attention back to the tv.
It’s been three weeks.
Three weeks of, isn’t this song so good, and, I cant wait until their next one comes out and the constant I wonder if they’ll ever come to Korea and Junhyung thinks his patience is just about up when Yoseob bounds over to him squealing something about finding them on twitter and chucking a Hyunseung (i.e. asking them to follow him in awkwardly broken English)
Junhyung can’t figure out why the other members don’t seem to notice (Well. Not really. Doojoon apparently has learnt to block it out, Hyunseung shrugs with that knowing, annoying, smirk of his while Dongwoon and Kikwang are sucked into the hype during the second week but he feels better pretending they’re all as lost as he is) Was he missing out on some very important link of information or was he just getting old?
Some time during the middle of week 4, Junhyung catches Yoseob swinging his legs at the kitchen table, furiously scrolling through his laptop like his life depended on it. Grabbing a can of coke from his stash, Junhyung shuffled to stand behind him only to see the screen filled with pretty boys and british accents.
“What the fuck, Seob?”
“Aren’t they amazing?” Yoseob murmurs, his eyes transfixed on the screen as he scrolls past more photos and .gifs of five boys who, in Junhyung’s eyes, start to blur into one person. Without any hesitation Yoseob’s arm shoots out, pulling a reluctant Junhyung into the seat next to him. He then proceeds to enlarge a rather good-looking picture of the five and attempts to teach him each name while all Junhyung can do is nod sheepishly.
“This is Louis. He’s the oldest and the funniest. He also likes girls who like carrots.. so that’s a bit weird” Yoseob points to a boy with bright eyes, a grin like no other and brown hair swept across his forehead. This Louis fellow reminds Junhyung a little bit of Kikwang. Just because of the smile made of rainbows. Yoseob’s finger moves across the screen and points to a boy that looks eerily like that girl - uh boy, no, what was his name again? - “That’s Niall. He’s, like, the Irish Justin Bieber. He has these dazzling blue eyes and the most brilliant accent” Yoseob’s eyes twinkle in a way that Junhyung has never seen before and he feels like reaching into the screen and wrangling Niall because of it. He points to the three in the middle and counts down their names “And that’s Zayn, Harry and Liam. They’re the main vocalists. Kind of like Seung, Kwanggie and I. Except Zayn is more like Dongwoon because he’s an Arabian prince as well. Kind of. And Liam has the voice of an angel and I guess Harry is kind of like you” Yoseob blinks as he looks up from the pretty, curly haired boy on the screen and pokes Junhyung in the chest “He has the most brilliant voice but is apparently a bit of a slut. Well not really. But he’s the flirt of the group and gets the most girls. Like you. I kind of like that though, you know, his confidence, and yours, its nice.”
Junhyung should feel insulted. He really, really should. But the innocence and nonchalance that Yoseob had held during the sentence made it seem like it wasn’t hurtful. Not even at all. Not even a little.
What the actual fuck?
“I’m trying to convince hyung to let us perform a cover at the next concert. I’ll even dedicate my part to you, Junhyunggie!”
Junhyung merely splutters in reaction.
“And here is BEAST performing One Direction!” Yoseob ‘s voice deepens in a way that seems similar to an announcer as he turns back to the screen “I hope Hong-papa approves”
Junhyung, unbeknownst to either of them, curls his fingers and crumples the half-filled can in his hands, only realizing when he has coke dripping down his arms. He scuttles away after that, dropping the can and leaving Yoseob with a small puddle of coke in the middle of the kitchen.
“Make him stop”
Doojoon doesn’t even bother to look up from the stack of papers in his hands “Make who stop?”
“Make Yoseob stop. With this Wand Erection bullshit”
Hyunseung pauses, putting the pile in his hands flat on the table, a laugh already playing on his lips “What did you just say?”
“Wand Erection. You know? That stupid british boyband he’s been obsessed with for the past month and a half? It’s getting on my nerves. I cant even concentr-“
“No, I know who One Direction is, but what did you call them?” Hyunseung looks like he’s about to explode and Junhyung is about two seconds away from leaping across the table and slapping Hyunseung into the next century.
“Wand… erection?” Junhyung scrunches his face in confusion “What are you getting at, Seung?”
“Its One Direction” Doojoon says calmly, already knowing what’s going through Hyunseung’s mind and really does not want to intervene between another fight “Not Wand Erection. But if it really means that much to you, I’ll have a talk with Yoseob” He pauses to look at Hyunseung who rolls his eyes in reply, sharing something Junhyung couldn't quite figure out “Although, this could be fixed if you actually listened to what he was singing”
Junhyung feels like his face will freeze in a perplexed expression permanently if he continues to raise his eyebrows like this. Dongwoon twirls into the dorm then, followed closely behind by Kikwang and Yoseob, crooning that blasted song at the top of their lungs.
Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you. Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. If only you saw what I can see, you'll understand why I want you so desperately.
Yoseob fixes his gaze on Junhyung and the same innocent smile appears on his face again, except this time instead of growing into a grin it softens into something nicer, more reserved, more intimate and Junhyung thinks it would have been a nice moment if Hyunseung hadn’t gone and been an idiot and his cough hadn’t interrupted it all and - oh.
Oh.
Two nights later Yoseob is curled up against Junhyung’s side, the movie forgotten in the DVD player as Junhyung tries to figure out how to maneuver his arm around so that they fit comfortably in this one-person armchair, and he wonders what in the world he has to give to be able to be this ridiculously happy and considers maybe giving up his left arm in order to balance out karma but then Yoseob grins and Junhyung remembers that he really does not care.
Yoseob is over One Direction by this point, with the help of a busy schedule, and recording a new album, (Junhyung’s non-stop pouting and nagging helped as well) he has moved on from that point of his life and likes to pretend it never happened. But that doesn’t mean Junhyung doesn’t like hearing Yoseob sing the song every once in a while, because really, who would pass up the chance to hear him sing.
“I’m better than Harry, right?” Junhyung asks, as the characters on screen run across a field and embrace each other in a super corny way “Right?”
Yoseob shakes his head “Nope. He’s the most amazing singer ever. But you’re mine. So I guess that makes you the most amazing person ever”
Lol ridiculously corny ending because, yes, I am ridiculously corny like that. Welp.
(crossover with one direction with very slight mention of dooseung and kiwoon)
1500 words
I can't believe I wrote this. I'm not even sure what drove me to cross over my two fandoms, but evidently something did, and this was the outcome. Sigh. I'm such a sucker for boybands with amazing voices, hot bodies, abs and.. wait what was I talking about again? Oh yeah. Boybands. They're awesome. So instead of trying to explain all the references that are found in this fic, I wrote up an authors note here so feel free to check it out before (or after, whatever, I'm not a cop) reading to get a clearer picture? I promise it's not a pimp post. Not really. I'm too much of a lazy person to write a pimp post and it would probably be nothing but Louis. But. Um. Lost my train of thought again. SIGH. BUT YEAH. HERE YOU GO. THIS IS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF BEAST FOUND ONE DIRECTION. Or more specifically if Yoseob found 1D. (/giggles and runs off because this, again, is unbeta'd because i'm lazy woo)
The thing with Yoseob is that, when he likes something, be it a song or a dance or a piece of clothing, he really likes it. He’ll listen to it on repeat for three days straight, or wear it non stop, or talk about it endlessly until all the members are thoroughly sick of the topic.
Junhyung thinks that, if he didn’t love Yoseob loads and loads, he’d have no hesitation in leaning over and whacking the vocalist across the back of his head, but as always, he finds himself restrained by that oh so pretty smile.
But when Yoseob is jumping and flailing and squealing like one of their fucking fangirls, singing a song in English at the top of his very high lungs, Junhyung cant help but raise an eyebrow at him. It’s not weird - not really anyway when Gina-noona released her new song Yoseob was singing it for almost two weeks - but there’s something about it that makes him feel weird.
“What the hell are you singing?” Junhyung asks, pulling at his arm so that the other would still.
Yoseob blinks, an innocent, cheeky little smile crawling onto his face and shrugs lightly at the question “One Direction” He tells the rapper before wiggling out of his grasp and continuing to skip into the kitchen, to where Hyunseung was making a sandwich, singing ever so louder.
Junhyung just looks at him, his eyebrows already reaching the sky, shrugs and turns his attention back to the tv.
It’s been three weeks.
Three weeks of, isn’t this song so good, and, I cant wait until their next one comes out and the constant I wonder if they’ll ever come to Korea and Junhyung thinks his patience is just about up when Yoseob bounds over to him squealing something about finding them on twitter and chucking a Hyunseung (i.e. asking them to follow him in awkwardly broken English)
Junhyung can’t figure out why the other members don’t seem to notice (Well. Not really. Doojoon apparently has learnt to block it out, Hyunseung shrugs with that knowing, annoying, smirk of his while Dongwoon and Kikwang are sucked into the hype during the second week but he feels better pretending they’re all as lost as he is) Was he missing out on some very important link of information or was he just getting old?
Some time during the middle of week 4, Junhyung catches Yoseob swinging his legs at the kitchen table, furiously scrolling through his laptop like his life depended on it. Grabbing a can of coke from his stash, Junhyung shuffled to stand behind him only to see the screen filled with pretty boys and british accents.
“What the fuck, Seob?”
“Aren’t they amazing?” Yoseob murmurs, his eyes transfixed on the screen as he scrolls past more photos and .gifs of five boys who, in Junhyung’s eyes, start to blur into one person. Without any hesitation Yoseob’s arm shoots out, pulling a reluctant Junhyung into the seat next to him. He then proceeds to enlarge a rather good-looking picture of the five and attempts to teach him each name while all Junhyung can do is nod sheepishly.
“This is Louis. He’s the oldest and the funniest. He also likes girls who like carrots.. so that’s a bit weird” Yoseob points to a boy with bright eyes, a grin like no other and brown hair swept across his forehead. This Louis fellow reminds Junhyung a little bit of Kikwang. Just because of the smile made of rainbows. Yoseob’s finger moves across the screen and points to a boy that looks eerily like that girl - uh boy, no, what was his name again? - “That’s Niall. He’s, like, the Irish Justin Bieber. He has these dazzling blue eyes and the most brilliant accent” Yoseob’s eyes twinkle in a way that Junhyung has never seen before and he feels like reaching into the screen and wrangling Niall because of it. He points to the three in the middle and counts down their names “And that’s Zayn, Harry and Liam. They’re the main vocalists. Kind of like Seung, Kwanggie and I. Except Zayn is more like Dongwoon because he’s an Arabian prince as well. Kind of. And Liam has the voice of an angel and I guess Harry is kind of like you” Yoseob blinks as he looks up from the pretty, curly haired boy on the screen and pokes Junhyung in the chest “He has the most brilliant voice but is apparently a bit of a slut. Well not really. But he’s the flirt of the group and gets the most girls. Like you. I kind of like that though, you know, his confidence, and yours, its nice.”
Junhyung should feel insulted. He really, really should. But the innocence and nonchalance that Yoseob had held during the sentence made it seem like it wasn’t hurtful. Not even at all. Not even a little.
What the actual fuck?
“I’m trying to convince hyung to let us perform a cover at the next concert. I’ll even dedicate my part to you, Junhyunggie!”
Junhyung merely splutters in reaction.
“And here is BEAST performing One Direction!” Yoseob ‘s voice deepens in a way that seems similar to an announcer as he turns back to the screen “I hope Hong-papa approves”
Junhyung, unbeknownst to either of them, curls his fingers and crumples the half-filled can in his hands, only realizing when he has coke dripping down his arms. He scuttles away after that, dropping the can and leaving Yoseob with a small puddle of coke in the middle of the kitchen.
“Make him stop”
Doojoon doesn’t even bother to look up from the stack of papers in his hands “Make who stop?”
“Make Yoseob stop. With this Wand Erection bullshit”
Hyunseung pauses, putting the pile in his hands flat on the table, a laugh already playing on his lips “What did you just say?”
“Wand Erection. You know? That stupid british boyband he’s been obsessed with for the past month and a half? It’s getting on my nerves. I cant even concentr-“
“No, I know who One Direction is, but what did you call them?” Hyunseung looks like he’s about to explode and Junhyung is about two seconds away from leaping across the table and slapping Hyunseung into the next century.
“Wand… erection?” Junhyung scrunches his face in confusion “What are you getting at, Seung?”
“Its One Direction” Doojoon says calmly, already knowing what’s going through Hyunseung’s mind and really does not want to intervene between another fight “Not Wand Erection. But if it really means that much to you, I’ll have a talk with Yoseob” He pauses to look at Hyunseung who rolls his eyes in reply, sharing something Junhyung couldn't quite figure out “Although, this could be fixed if you actually listened to what he was singing”
Junhyung feels like his face will freeze in a perplexed expression permanently if he continues to raise his eyebrows like this. Dongwoon twirls into the dorm then, followed closely behind by Kikwang and Yoseob, crooning that blasted song at the top of their lungs.
Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you. Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. If only you saw what I can see, you'll understand why I want you so desperately.
Yoseob fixes his gaze on Junhyung and the same innocent smile appears on his face again, except this time instead of growing into a grin it softens into something nicer, more reserved, more intimate and Junhyung thinks it would have been a nice moment if Hyunseung hadn’t gone and been an idiot and his cough hadn’t interrupted it all and - oh.
Oh.
Two nights later Yoseob is curled up against Junhyung’s side, the movie forgotten in the DVD player as Junhyung tries to figure out how to maneuver his arm around so that they fit comfortably in this one-person armchair, and he wonders what in the world he has to give to be able to be this ridiculously happy and considers maybe giving up his left arm in order to balance out karma but then Yoseob grins and Junhyung remembers that he really does not care.
Yoseob is over One Direction by this point, with the help of a busy schedule, and recording a new album, (Junhyung’s non-stop pouting and nagging helped as well) he has moved on from that point of his life and likes to pretend it never happened. But that doesn’t mean Junhyung doesn’t like hearing Yoseob sing the song every once in a while, because really, who would pass up the chance to hear him sing.
“I’m better than Harry, right?” Junhyung asks, as the characters on screen run across a field and embrace each other in a super corny way “Right?”
Yoseob shakes his head “Nope. He’s the most amazing singer ever. But you’re mine. So I guess that makes you the most amazing person ever”
Lol ridiculously corny ending because, yes, I am ridiculously corny like that. Welp.