Jealous?
Title: Jealous?
Pairing: Gunwoo/Seyong
Rating: G
Gunwoo tapped furiously at the tablet computer’s screen trying to open the internet picture. No matter how he hit it, it wouldn’t enlarge. He had become quite addicted to using the computer lately, and it was the most frustrating thing. He jabbed his finger at it one last time in frustration.
Suddenly he felt someone press against his back and an arm snaked over his shoulder to reach the computer. A few deft strokes of the mystery hand had the picture enlarged.
Gunwoo turned around angrily; ready to yell at the person who so casually reached over him. But when he turned he saw Seyong standing there with that killer smile of his and all angry thoughts melted out of his head.
“Hyung, how are you so bad at using technology?” Seyong joked.
Before Gunwoo could reply Seyong went on, “You know we know you sneak off to look up news about us.”
Looking up news was addictive, and dangerous. There was love and hate out there for them. Each member got it too. Gunwoo couldn’t help but be jealous of Seyong especially, the boy was beautiful. Everyone on the internet said so. They couldn’t stop talking about his smile. His pretty red hair. Or his flawless skin and beautiful figure. Or how he did the amazing b-boying on stage. His eyes started to itch, he was so jealous he could cry.
Seyong’s face became concerned, “Hyung, were you reading the hate comments again? Didn’t we tell you to stay away from the anti-boards?”
“I…uh, wasn’t….” Gunwoo turned back the to the computer and realized with a start what the picture he had been trying to enlarge was of. He hurriedly tried fumbling with the screen to close the image of Seyong showing off his abs at the fanmeet.
Seyong’s hand was already reaching over to help him close it, “Like this.”
Gunwoo’s face was hot from embarrassment, “uh, thanks.”
“Did they say nice things about me?” Seyong asked innocently.
Gunwoo, instead of answering, thrust the tablet into Seyong’s hands and got up.
“Wait, hyung!” Seyong grabbed Gunwoo’s shoulder, “I’m sorry for bothering you. You don’t have to quit, I just thought it looked like you needed help.”
Gunwoo sighed, “No, I was done anyway.” And shook off Seyong’s hand. There was no way he could ever tell Seyong that he was jealous of him. He was the leader, leader’s aren’t jealous of their band mates.
Pairing: Gunwoo/Seyong
Rating: G
Gunwoo tapped furiously at the tablet computer’s screen trying to open the internet picture. No matter how he hit it, it wouldn’t enlarge. He had become quite addicted to using the computer lately, and it was the most frustrating thing. He jabbed his finger at it one last time in frustration.
Suddenly he felt someone press against his back and an arm snaked over his shoulder to reach the computer. A few deft strokes of the mystery hand had the picture enlarged.
Gunwoo turned around angrily; ready to yell at the person who so casually reached over him. But when he turned he saw Seyong standing there with that killer smile of his and all angry thoughts melted out of his head.
“Hyung, how are you so bad at using technology?” Seyong joked.
Before Gunwoo could reply Seyong went on, “You know we know you sneak off to look up news about us.”
Looking up news was addictive, and dangerous. There was love and hate out there for them. Each member got it too. Gunwoo couldn’t help but be jealous of Seyong especially, the boy was beautiful. Everyone on the internet said so. They couldn’t stop talking about his smile. His pretty red hair. Or his flawless skin and beautiful figure. Or how he did the amazing b-boying on stage. His eyes started to itch, he was so jealous he could cry.
Seyong’s face became concerned, “Hyung, were you reading the hate comments again? Didn’t we tell you to stay away from the anti-boards?”
“I…uh, wasn’t….” Gunwoo turned back the to the computer and realized with a start what the picture he had been trying to enlarge was of. He hurriedly tried fumbling with the screen to close the image of Seyong showing off his abs at the fanmeet.
Seyong’s hand was already reaching over to help him close it, “Like this.”
Gunwoo’s face was hot from embarrassment, “uh, thanks.”
“Did they say nice things about me?” Seyong asked innocently.
Gunwoo, instead of answering, thrust the tablet into Seyong’s hands and got up.
“Wait, hyung!” Seyong grabbed Gunwoo’s shoulder, “I’m sorry for bothering you. You don’t have to quit, I just thought it looked like you needed help.”
Gunwoo sighed, “No, I was done anyway.” And shook off Seyong’s hand. There was no way he could ever tell Seyong that he was jealous of him. He was the leader, leader’s aren’t jealous of their band mates.