jeogi
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openpockets
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transmission
daehyun and youngjae, friendship or something, pg
youngjae and daehyun have a talk
hi it's me and it's summer and i'm bored so i'm picking up old pieces that i have strewn about in my journal n wrapping them up for funsies. this one's a super short one bc i have no idea what i want to do with it. like really i think it just wrote itself and decided it should stop there just because going further would ruin what i (think) i had originally planned. which is truthfully beyond me. i wrote this a year ago. i think it was a look into what their potential friendship is irl. best buds and stuff like that.
"so, you're," youngjae takes a brief pause. his eyebrows draw together, first in confusion, and then in what looks like discomfort because he just realized they put whipped cream in his hot chocolate. daehyun slips a little further into his seat. maybe he should have told youngjae about that before, but thinks of it as a sort of revenge for his friend not responding in the right way. "you're together, like―yeah. like that." youngjae stares hard down at the discarded cardboard sleeve. the well goes unsaid and daehyun sighs roughly.
"like that." this is not how he had imagined it. he'd imagined youngjae, the all-knowing youngjae, to be able to advise him in the ways of unconventional (or something like that, daehyun doesn't even know himself) relationships. he'd thought that youngjae would play it cool and be all, "hey man, it's cool," and proceed to be the best best friend ever. instead he has youngjae bumbling to himself while staring at the floor, flushed red and blue in the face. he's regretting this a little. or a lot. youngjae's turning magenta. yeah, a lot. "hello? youngjae."
finally youngjae looks up with some impressive round eyes and bites a small smile. "that's cool."
for some reason, daehyun can't seem to tell what youngjae is really calling cool, because a lot of things could have crossed the guy's mind within the two minute frame he had to himself. he decides to say something when youngjae suddenly, and maybe knowingly, waiting for the right moment, interrupts, "i mean, i think it's cool. that you two like each other and that you're together. it's awesome, daehyun."
the smile breaks out before daehyun can help it, and then youngjae is leaning back against the chair, laughing out loud. and then youngjae stuffs his mouth with some chips and keeps laughing, giggling almost, and daehyun rests his head on his arms because youngjae is ridiculous, and a ridiculously great best friend.
"you have my blessings," youngjae declares and downs some of his hot chocolate without even flinching. what a weirdo.
but daehyun smiles regardless. "thanks."
daehyun and youngjae, friendship or something, pg
youngjae and daehyun have a talk
hi it's me and it's summer and i'm bored so i'm picking up old pieces that i have strewn about in my journal n wrapping them up for funsies. this one's a super short one bc i have no idea what i want to do with it. like really i think it just wrote itself and decided it should stop there just because going further would ruin what i (think) i had originally planned. which is truthfully beyond me. i wrote this a year ago. i think it was a look into what their potential friendship is irl. best buds and stuff like that.
"so, you're," youngjae takes a brief pause. his eyebrows draw together, first in confusion, and then in what looks like discomfort because he just realized they put whipped cream in his hot chocolate. daehyun slips a little further into his seat. maybe he should have told youngjae about that before, but thinks of it as a sort of revenge for his friend not responding in the right way. "you're together, like―yeah. like that." youngjae stares hard down at the discarded cardboard sleeve. the well goes unsaid and daehyun sighs roughly.
"like that." this is not how he had imagined it. he'd imagined youngjae, the all-knowing youngjae, to be able to advise him in the ways of unconventional (or something like that, daehyun doesn't even know himself) relationships. he'd thought that youngjae would play it cool and be all, "hey man, it's cool," and proceed to be the best best friend ever. instead he has youngjae bumbling to himself while staring at the floor, flushed red and blue in the face. he's regretting this a little. or a lot. youngjae's turning magenta. yeah, a lot. "hello? youngjae."
finally youngjae looks up with some impressive round eyes and bites a small smile. "that's cool."
for some reason, daehyun can't seem to tell what youngjae is really calling cool, because a lot of things could have crossed the guy's mind within the two minute frame he had to himself. he decides to say something when youngjae suddenly, and maybe knowingly, waiting for the right moment, interrupts, "i mean, i think it's cool. that you two like each other and that you're together. it's awesome, daehyun."
the smile breaks out before daehyun can help it, and then youngjae is leaning back against the chair, laughing out loud. and then youngjae stuffs his mouth with some chips and keeps laughing, giggling almost, and daehyun rests his head on his arms because youngjae is ridiculous, and a ridiculously great best friend.
"you have my blessings," youngjae declares and downs some of his hot chocolate without even flinching. what a weirdo.
but daehyun smiles regardless. "thanks."