i fell in love with a model pt. 4
Title: I fell in love with a model pt. 4/?
Author: minho_lover
Pair: Doojoon/Gikwang, Junhyung
Rate: PG
A/N: So i finally gratuated && squat. && i feel extra bad for abondoning this fic, which i loved. but here it is finally. if u haven't read it, the first pts are on my blog. lol here it is. hope it doesn't disapoint. I'll have pt. 6 soon~
Summary: Kikwang is the young brother of Junhyung, top boss of the major modeling agency in Korea. On a day that he first regrets ever asking his brother how work is, where Junhyung responds "come and find out", he sees the ever charismatic Doojoon. Doojoon is the unexceptionally popular model in the industry. Kikwang cannot seem to let go of Doojoon from his mind....
Each day...one day would be sweet and short, then the next would be painful and endless. It went on like this for 2 weeks. That day when Kikwang whisked through the market, through the lovely cherry blossoms, he was clueless that that day was the last day he'd see Doojoon for a loooong time.
Even though he found himself writing Doojoon's name as he did his homework and riding his bike past the model agency...every hour of every day. They were closed, you see, and no one wanted to tell him where everyone had gone.
Kikwang would try his brother's cell but it would go straight to voicemail. He tried emailing him but, every day when he logged in; Junhyung would never return the message.
Kikwang began to cry in fact. Small whimpers every night while watching his cell phone screen run black.
And then suddenly, Kikwang began to question his feelings for Doojoon, about Doojoon himself. Did he really see the beautiful model? Did they really talk in the elevator? Those questions ached in his head like a heartbeat.
One day when Kikwang returned home, he sauntered to the computer. He wanted these questions to dissappear. He typed "Yoon Doojoon" in the search box and many links popped up. Kikwang clicked on the first one.
A simple fashion website came up with Doojoon's profile on it. He scanned every line, slowly yearning for an answer. Where was he?
On top of the website read "Most recent news on Yoon Doojoon". He clicked it and found his answer.
The article said that he was doing a photo shoot in the mountains for some brand of cocoa. His whole crew went along with Yang Junhyung.
Along with the article was a news video reporting the departure of Doojoon to America for the shoot. It never said when they would return.
Where was I when this came on?
He shrugged and returned to the bio of his crush. The picture was captivating, those shots that are taken without the person's consent. Doojoon was smiling at someone from the side, the photographer capturing the very second Doojoon grinned. Kikwang was dazzled once again sand those questioning doubts were gone.
He stared at the screen, taking in this gorgeous being, as well as convincing himself that he had a right to feel this way.
That night, Kikwang tried one last time to call his brother. He picked up.
"Hey where are you?!" His voice almost cracked, as he was on the verge of tears. He only meant Doojoon.
"Outside."
...
Kikwang opened the door to his brother and Yoon Doojoon, the boy who haunted his dreams, stole his sleep. He was right here, and in that moment he was lost in his littleworld where it consisted of only him and Doojoon.
"Hey, are you gonna let us in?" yapped Junhyung. He shoved his way through and dropped his bags.
Doojoon cautiously stepped in, holding two duffel bags. Kikwang instantly assisted the model. He took the bags and led them into the living space.
Gently, he stacked the bags against the wall.
"Where's mom and dad?" Junhyung asked, flipping through his phone for some number.
Kikwang itches his head, "Sleeping what else? It's two in the morning."
Junhyung shoots a look at him, "Well shouldn't you be sleeping? Doojoon is staying over for the night." He walks to Doojoon and touches his shoulder.
"I'm sure you two have met in that elevator, yeah?" which Doojoon nods.
"Hi...Kiwang" he beamed and looked around the house.
Kikwang smiled forgetting that his crush had said his name wrong. Junhyung either didn't notice, or not care.
"He's gonna stay in my room, while I stay in yours," he reached back for his bags, "Bring Doojoon's bags upstairs to my old room."
...
After settling, there's that silence in between. That awkwardness followed Kikwang as he ran into Doojoon in the hallway.
"Thanks again for the stay."
Kikwang blushes for some reason, "Nah, you work for my brother. What's mine is yours"
Oh, what did I just say?
Doojoon chuckles, "So i suppose your modeling thing didn't work out?"
Kikwang smiles a bit, "I thought i was too good for that, joining the military" he sarcastically stands taller and salutes. Doojoon laughs once and reciprocates then go to his room. Kikwang watches the door close...hears rustling...then the light goes off.
Kikwang sighs, dazed. He slithered into his room, seeing his brother already sleeping. He fell beside him, getting comfy.
He could live like this forever.
Junhyung’s Perspective:
The warm sun filled Kikwang's room. Junhyung felt his cheeks burn and arms prickle as it was somewhow really hot on his face but really cold on his arms and bear legs. The blanket covered only the middle of his body. He awoke from a dream ten minutes before and he was just closing his eyes from the rising sun.
He sighed and revealed his eyes to the bright light. Being near the window was a disadvantage for him in the morning. He squinted a few times, rubbing every other time. He sat up heavily and peered to his brother. He had wrapped himself around the blanket about two times. His face was plundged in the pillow and since the blanket had succeeded to cover only his stomach area, his left leg hung off the bed and other lying in the middle of the bed. In all, Junhyung had only 1/3 of the bed, he was gonna punch the wind out of Kikwang but was too tired to care.
He stroked his hair once and twisted to his end of the bed. He took one deep breathe then got up.
When he slid the door open, Junhyung crossed to the bathroom. He did his business then stopped in the middle of the hallway.
He spun to his room; well Doojoon's for the time being. For a second or two, he scanned his door. It was brown like them all; the only difference was he hadn't slept there, a model. His model. His TOP model.
Junhyung felt himself smile. He was proud to say that he created that. People, the news, called him the "Most Wanted CEO of fashion". He took honor in that. But with his home being a couple of blocks away from the main building, he was humble as well. Being a big star was a great feeling but knowing that you truly understood how you got there, and who to thank, was comforting. It gave him security.
Something rustled inside the room. Junhyung stumbled off the platform and onto the dirt ground. The door flew open and Doojoon appeared, terrified.
{Doojoon's Perspective}
Oh, it’s just Junhyung
Doojoon touched his chest where his heart should be inside and sighed, "I thought you were a burglar."
Doojoon stepped off and moved closer to his boss. That’s when his feelings hit him, those quiet ones for his boss. He itched his scalp and licked his lips.
Junhyung laughed and met him halfway, “Sorry, if I scared you. I couldn’t breathe in that room, my brother’s hogging the whole bed.”
Doojoon nodded, not sure what to reply with. Something about Junhyung’s room or his brother. And the comment just spat out, “You’re room’s cool, I mean like the temperature. You could go in there. I’m not going back, I was gonna leave anyways.”
Junhyung touched his shoulder, “Don’t leave yet, get some breakfast.”
....
Author: minho_lover
Pair: Doojoon/Gikwang, Junhyung
Rate: PG
A/N: So i finally gratuated && squat. && i feel extra bad for abondoning this fic, which i loved. but here it is finally. if u haven't read it, the first pts are on my blog. lol here it is. hope it doesn't disapoint. I'll have pt. 6 soon~
Summary: Kikwang is the young brother of Junhyung, top boss of the major modeling agency in Korea. On a day that he first regrets ever asking his brother how work is, where Junhyung responds "come and find out", he sees the ever charismatic Doojoon. Doojoon is the unexceptionally popular model in the industry. Kikwang cannot seem to let go of Doojoon from his mind....
Each day...one day would be sweet and short, then the next would be painful and endless. It went on like this for 2 weeks. That day when Kikwang whisked through the market, through the lovely cherry blossoms, he was clueless that that day was the last day he'd see Doojoon for a loooong time.
Even though he found himself writing Doojoon's name as he did his homework and riding his bike past the model agency...every hour of every day. They were closed, you see, and no one wanted to tell him where everyone had gone.
Kikwang would try his brother's cell but it would go straight to voicemail. He tried emailing him but, every day when he logged in; Junhyung would never return the message.
Kikwang began to cry in fact. Small whimpers every night while watching his cell phone screen run black.
And then suddenly, Kikwang began to question his feelings for Doojoon, about Doojoon himself. Did he really see the beautiful model? Did they really talk in the elevator? Those questions ached in his head like a heartbeat.
One day when Kikwang returned home, he sauntered to the computer. He wanted these questions to dissappear. He typed "Yoon Doojoon" in the search box and many links popped up. Kikwang clicked on the first one.
A simple fashion website came up with Doojoon's profile on it. He scanned every line, slowly yearning for an answer. Where was he?
On top of the website read "Most recent news on Yoon Doojoon". He clicked it and found his answer.
The article said that he was doing a photo shoot in the mountains for some brand of cocoa. His whole crew went along with Yang Junhyung.
Along with the article was a news video reporting the departure of Doojoon to America for the shoot. It never said when they would return.
Where was I when this came on?
He shrugged and returned to the bio of his crush. The picture was captivating, those shots that are taken without the person's consent. Doojoon was smiling at someone from the side, the photographer capturing the very second Doojoon grinned. Kikwang was dazzled once again sand those questioning doubts were gone.
He stared at the screen, taking in this gorgeous being, as well as convincing himself that he had a right to feel this way.
That night, Kikwang tried one last time to call his brother. He picked up.
"Hey where are you?!" His voice almost cracked, as he was on the verge of tears. He only meant Doojoon.
"Outside."
...
Kikwang opened the door to his brother and Yoon Doojoon, the boy who haunted his dreams, stole his sleep. He was right here, and in that moment he was lost in his littleworld where it consisted of only him and Doojoon.
"Hey, are you gonna let us in?" yapped Junhyung. He shoved his way through and dropped his bags.
Doojoon cautiously stepped in, holding two duffel bags. Kikwang instantly assisted the model. He took the bags and led them into the living space.
Gently, he stacked the bags against the wall.
"Where's mom and dad?" Junhyung asked, flipping through his phone for some number.
Kikwang itches his head, "Sleeping what else? It's two in the morning."
Junhyung shoots a look at him, "Well shouldn't you be sleeping? Doojoon is staying over for the night." He walks to Doojoon and touches his shoulder.
"I'm sure you two have met in that elevator, yeah?" which Doojoon nods.
"Hi...Kiwang" he beamed and looked around the house.
Kikwang smiled forgetting that his crush had said his name wrong. Junhyung either didn't notice, or not care.
"He's gonna stay in my room, while I stay in yours," he reached back for his bags, "Bring Doojoon's bags upstairs to my old room."
...
After settling, there's that silence in between. That awkwardness followed Kikwang as he ran into Doojoon in the hallway.
"Thanks again for the stay."
Kikwang blushes for some reason, "Nah, you work for my brother. What's mine is yours"
Oh, what did I just say?
Doojoon chuckles, "So i suppose your modeling thing didn't work out?"
Kikwang smiles a bit, "I thought i was too good for that, joining the military" he sarcastically stands taller and salutes. Doojoon laughs once and reciprocates then go to his room. Kikwang watches the door close...hears rustling...then the light goes off.
Kikwang sighs, dazed. He slithered into his room, seeing his brother already sleeping. He fell beside him, getting comfy.
He could live like this forever.
Junhyung’s Perspective:
The warm sun filled Kikwang's room. Junhyung felt his cheeks burn and arms prickle as it was somewhow really hot on his face but really cold on his arms and bear legs. The blanket covered only the middle of his body. He awoke from a dream ten minutes before and he was just closing his eyes from the rising sun.
He sighed and revealed his eyes to the bright light. Being near the window was a disadvantage for him in the morning. He squinted a few times, rubbing every other time. He sat up heavily and peered to his brother. He had wrapped himself around the blanket about two times. His face was plundged in the pillow and since the blanket had succeeded to cover only his stomach area, his left leg hung off the bed and other lying in the middle of the bed. In all, Junhyung had only 1/3 of the bed, he was gonna punch the wind out of Kikwang but was too tired to care.
He stroked his hair once and twisted to his end of the bed. He took one deep breathe then got up.
When he slid the door open, Junhyung crossed to the bathroom. He did his business then stopped in the middle of the hallway.
He spun to his room; well Doojoon's for the time being. For a second or two, he scanned his door. It was brown like them all; the only difference was he hadn't slept there, a model. His model. His TOP model.
Junhyung felt himself smile. He was proud to say that he created that. People, the news, called him the "Most Wanted CEO of fashion". He took honor in that. But with his home being a couple of blocks away from the main building, he was humble as well. Being a big star was a great feeling but knowing that you truly understood how you got there, and who to thank, was comforting. It gave him security.
Something rustled inside the room. Junhyung stumbled off the platform and onto the dirt ground. The door flew open and Doojoon appeared, terrified.
{Doojoon's Perspective}
Oh, it’s just Junhyung
Doojoon touched his chest where his heart should be inside and sighed, "I thought you were a burglar."
Doojoon stepped off and moved closer to his boss. That’s when his feelings hit him, those quiet ones for his boss. He itched his scalp and licked his lips.
Junhyung laughed and met him halfway, “Sorry, if I scared you. I couldn’t breathe in that room, my brother’s hogging the whole bed.”
Doojoon nodded, not sure what to reply with. Something about Junhyung’s room or his brother. And the comment just spat out, “You’re room’s cool, I mean like the temperature. You could go in there. I’m not going back, I was gonna leave anyways.”
Junhyung touched his shoulder, “Don’t leave yet, get some breakfast.”
....