Of Stubbornness and Courtships [10/ 15]
Title: Of Stubbornness and Courtships
Author: shohai_mizuki
Pairing: Junseung (Junhyung/ Hyunseung), Dooseob, Kiwoon, others
Other Groups: Big Bang
Rating: PG-13
Summary: These days, courting seems as easy as counting 1, 2, 3. But not for a certain individual. Because, unfortunately for him, he falls for the secretive and stubborn Jang Hyunseung who has a reputation for being unresponsive to the most romantic of courting. You'd wonder what exactly he has up his sleeve to get this elusive doe-eyed doll.
Author's Notes: Lots of Junseung these days! Yeay! I know you all want to read now, so without further ado, I give you Chapter 9 and 10! The supposed date of Junhyung and Hyunseung! As always, comments, criticisms and suggestions are welcome! :)
Previous Chapters: [0] [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8]
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"Seriously Hyunnie. I do not get why you are so obsessed with books." He rolls his eyes at the comment. Yoseob and Kikwang have finally arrived minutes ago and the former has not stopped complaining about his choice of meeting place since.
"Seobie...shut it. Be glad I haven't killed you yet." He glares at the other. He takes notice of Junhyung and Kikwang casually talking, mostly Junhyung telling Kikwang that no he is not going to kill Kikwang unlike what he said in his message. "Don't think I don't know you were the one who gave Junhyung my number. Now I have to deal with him messaging me in the morning and in the evening."
"It's not like you don't like it, Hyunnie." Yoseob waves it off. And he raises his eyebrow, poking Yoseob's sides harshly. "Ow!"
"I hate it." He says in the straightest face he could muster. "Try having a creepy stalker for a courter messaging you day in and day out and knowing stuff even if you're far apart from each other. Then tell me whether it's likable or not."
"I have Doojoon?" Yoseob tilts his head to the side. He couldn't help but fix Yoseob's hair and clothing. It's like some motherly instinct even if he's a guy, so maybe it's called fatherly instinct. But do fathers get that feeling? He doesn't really think so. Is he really that girlish? He composes himself once more.
"Doojoon isn't a creepy stalker you've just met. He's our childhood friend and well, your boyfriend now." He rolls his eyes.
"...fine. You win." Yoseob puffs. He smiles lightly and pats Yoseob's head before smacking it. "Yah!"
"Revenge, Seobie. Revenge. And keep it down. We are in a bookstore, you know." He grabs the book he got, Mirror Mirror, and starts to read where he had left. But he is disturbed by Kikwang who is suddenly sitting in Yoseob's earlier place. "Yes, Kiwi?"
"Hyunnie, are you mad at us?" And then Kikwang is looking at him with those pitiful eyes. Someone up there must really be hating him today. He just wants to finish reading the book. Is that too much to ask? He guesses it is since he is continually being interrupted.
"No, Kiwi. I'm just a little upset. Junhyung is creepy. And a stalker." He frowns, looking at Junhyung who is now chatting with Yoseob. They're laughing and joking around and it irks him. A very sick feeling comes to his stomach. Maybe his motherly instincts over Yoseob is kicking in again. Maybe he doesn't want Yoseob to get too close to the creepy stalker lest something bad happens. But what bad thing could happen? Despite his weird actions, Junhyung is a nice guy. It pains him to say but he really has nothing to worry about. Right? Right. Then why the sickening feeling?
"But Junhyung is nice. Even if does look scary." Kikwang's voice brings him back to their conversation and Kikwang's eye smile almost blinds him when he looks at said person. Really, Kikwang is too cute like a little kid. God, his mother instincts again.
"I know." He sighs. He forces himself not to glance at the other two still chatting away like no one's there with them. He smiles slightly, "So Kiwi, how've you been? I've heard the news about Hyosung. I didn't think you were one to accept things like that easily."
His teasing tone makes Kikwang fluster. "It's not like that~"
"Then why accept it just like that? There's someone else, I can feel it." Kikwang's roaming eyes confirms his suspicion. His interest is piqued. He wonders what sort of person this time has caught Kikwang's eyes. He pokes Kikwang multiple times. "Are you going to tell me or will I force you, Kiwi?"
"No no no! I'll tell. His name is Son Dongwoon." Kikwang mutters, head down. He could feel his lips turn into a grin. So it's a boy named Son Dongwoon. He feels both curious and protective. If this Dongwoon person hurts his Kiwi, there shall be no mercy.
"What about Dongwoon?" Junhyung's voice suddenly butts in. His head turns sharply to the source of the voice. Junhyung is looking at them.
"None of your business." He sticks his tongue out and looks at Kikwang again. "Now tell me more about this Dongwoon person and I shall decide whether I should torture him for a year or an eternity."
Kikwang's eyes become as wide as plates and Yoseob's laughs rings throughout the place but most of what he could hear is Junhyung's small laugh and voice. "I'll have to tell Dongwoon to stay away from you."
"Hyunnie, I think Jiyong-ssi is rubbing off on you a tad bit too much." Yoseob's laugh dies down a little as the saleslady glares at them to keep it down and not disturb the other people in there.
He shrugs at Yoseob's comment. "Jiyong-hyung is way worse. What I said is considered to be in the extremely mild category."
"What did you say?" Doojoon appears suddenly in front of them. Yoseob stands up quickly and rushes to hug Doojoon who pats Yoseob's hair. A not Korean looking guy is standing beside Doojoon. He guesses that the guy is Dongwoon. He guesses Doojoon caught his gaze because he is being introduced to the guy. "Hyunseung this Son Dongwoon. Dongwoon, this is Jang Hyunseung."
"If you hurt Kikwang, you're dead." He says in a dead pan voice. He can see the fear he has instilled in Dongwoon and evilly laughs in his mind.
"Uhh...yes hyung." Dongwoon bows his head slightly and most awkwardly. Yoseob laughs again and whispers to Doojoon who laughs with him. Kikwang is looking between him and Dongwoon. And Junhyung? Well that stalker has been staring at him the whole time. He knows because from the corner of his eyes he could see the other.
"So do you have any ideas what to give to your sister?" He raises an eyebrow at Doojoon.
"Well I was thinking of buying something they can both use."
"Furniture?"
"Couple tee?"
"Bed!"
"Camera?"
"I don't have that much money!" Cue, disbelieving looks directed at Doojoon. "Fine. I sort of do."
"Well...if we really want to find something soon, we better split up." Junhyung suggests and he's got a really bad feeling about it. Somehow, he knows Junhyung will pair up with him. He just wishes his friends would somehow save him. But then again, he doubts they will. And he couldn't count on Dongwoon because he has yet to tell the other of his misery caused by Junhyung.
"You're right. Let's-"
"I am flying solo." He says before anyone else could say a word.
"Do you really want a repeat of last time?" Doojoon looks at him with raised brows. He purses his lips. Point taken.
"Fine anyone but-"
"You're going with Junhyung~" Yoseob grins at him. He doesn't care if he commits filicide (killing one's child) and goes to jail for all eternity, he is going to torture and kill Yoseob slowly and enjoy every minute of it. Although he has to hand it to Yoseob, he has learned well about getting on people's nerves. Seeing Yoseob's closeness to Junhyung, he wouldn't put it past them to have plotted something and to have Junhyung's irritating ways rubbing off on his baby.
He glares at Yoseob. "Abso-fucking-lutely not."
"No choice, Hyunnie. I go with Doojoon and Kikwang goes with Dongwoon." Kikwang smiles at Dongwoon who smiles back. They should just get it over with, he thinks to himself. He wants to protest and go with Kikwang but he's not going to deprive the guy of happiness in the form of an Arabian looking Korean.
"Damn it." He tries to think up of something, anything to not get stuck with Junhyung. And an idea pops in his head. He looks at them with puppy eyes and a matching adorable pout. Drastic times call for drastic measures. "We haven't seen each other in awhile...and you all want to split up? Why can't we go together?"
Before any of them could give in to his request, they scramble away and exit the store like a lion is after them. He frowns and it deepens when he sees Junhyung still there and still looking extremely amused. He glares wholeheartedly and stomps away. But he hasn't gotten far when Junhyung calls out.
"You know, you shouldn't just leave the book on the seat, right?"
He whips his head around, glare still in place. He grumbles and stomps and grumbles some more towards Junhyung and the seats. "Stupid Junhyung. Stupid friends. Stupid life."
He grabs the book with a force that could have ripped it apart. He puts it back on its proper place and once again stomps to the exit. Junhyung walks leisurely behind him, calm footsteps following his aggravated ones. And once again, he wants to strangle Junhyung for being so calm. He walks around the mall mindlessly, not even noting stuff that can be worth buying as a present, not even window shopping. Before he could hit himself against a wall, Junhyung pulls him by the arm, making him face the other and getting poked on the forehead. He frowns.
"Your obliviousness needs to be lessened." He raises an eyebrow. "On second thought, never mind. I like it when I have to save you from hurting yourself because of your obliviousness."
He flushes because it's true that his obliviousness has caused some physical injury before. He punches Junhyung's arm and turns around. An arm drapes over his shoulder and all of a sudden, Junhyung is stirring him towards somewhere. Where exactly, he doesn't know. And he is about to protest when Junhyung pulls him closer.
"If you make a scene right now, then we wouldn't be able to find noona a gift."
He glares at the other who only glances at him with a smirk. He'll let this one pass since he wants to choose a good gift. He recites a mantra in a low voice, "All for noona. Must not murder Junhyung. All for noona. Must not murder Junhyung."
He keeps his mind busy with this mantra as he is turned left and right, assisted on the escalator and such. Before he knows it, they stop. He looks up and realizes they are in front of a music store. He looks questioningly at Junhyung. "You think an album is a good gift?"
"No. Not for noona. I just thought we could check out some stuff." Junhyung lets him go and walks into the store. He follows him despite better judgment.
"But we're on a mission!"
"I'm on another mission of utmost importance." Junhyung replies with a serious look. He crosses his arms.
"And what would that be soldier?"
"Spend time with you." He falters. How can someone say that with such a straight face? He composes himself once again.
"I do not approve of it! Come on. We should go look for a gift! This would be unfair to the others."
"I don't think looking for a gift is what they're doing right now." He ponders on that and comes to the conclusion that it's true, knowing those three. He doesn't know Dongwoon much but he could tell that being with Kikwang, both of those kids won't be finding a gift anytime soon. And more so Yoseob and Doojoon. They're probably watching a movie right now and making out. God. What friends he has. "You know, you seem to be a bit more livelier and more open with them than with Jiyong-ssi and the others."
His head whips and he stares incredulously at Junhyung. His eyes narrow. "Are you implying something?"
"Do you think I'm implying anything?"
"I think you are. And it's not your place to do so." He walks away but Junhyung is running after him. He quickens his pace, trying to find somewhere to hide. He looks left and right, trying not to look like a frantic lunatic. People look his way but he doesn't mind. He's already went through this a few times. And no, this is most certainly not the time to reminisce so he pushes those thoughts away. And then he bumps into Junhyung. "What the?"
"I told you your obliviousness won't exactly help you."
"Just stop it, will you? I may not hate you but that doesn't mean I'm taking up to you! Get the picture?" He gives a threatening gaze to Junhyung. But it doesn't faze the other and that just makes him more irritated.
"Yeah sure. It means I'm a little bit closer to you than I was before." Smirk on Junhyung? Present. Frown on him? Present. Flushed? Maybe a little.
"Ugh!" He cries out in exasperation and turns away.
"You like turning away from things, don't you?"
He stops in his tracks. Did Junhyung just say what he thinks the other just said? He's now seething in anger. He turns to face Junhyung once more, ready to attack him both verbally and physically. Manners be damned. He doesn't care anymore if they're in a mall. He's been keeping calm since they first stepped foot here. But before anything else, music plagues his ears and his mind. Junhyung had just put earphones on him. His body stops, involuntarily going slack.
"Relax Seung-ah. Just calm down." Louder than the music playing against his ears, Junhyung's voice resonates in his mind. This brings him back to what he was supposed to do. He punches Junhyung's arm as hard as he can and glares. Junhyung winces, nursing his soon-to-be bruised arm. "Okay, now are you going to listen to me?"
"I don't know. You did stick earphones on my ears so maybe I can't quite hear you."
"If you didn't hear me, you wouldn't have answered me." He keeps silent for a few moments, all the while still glaring.
"It doesn't change the fact that your comments are awfully personal and should not have been said."
"Let's say I hadn't said it...would anyone ever tell you that? You may look like you're open at times but you're as closed off as you are oblivious." Junhyung's head shakes left and right. He merely stares. It's inappropriate at this moment but all he can think of is how Junhyung looks so handsome. "I like how you're so oblivious but not how you're closed off."
And then Junhyung is staring into his eyes. Why is it that even if he wants to yell at Junhyung right now and tell him he's wrong, he just can't? At the back of his mind, he knows Junhyung is right. He has to learn to open up. And no one would dare say that to him. Because all of them are disillusioned. They think that what they see is the open cheerful Hyunseung when it's not, only a little.
"You should be open to your friends so that you have them to turn to when something bad happens. Don't always depend on yourself. That's why there are friends." Junhyung cups his face and the warmth from Junhyung's hands seeps into his skin. He hadn't noticed how cold he is from the air-conditioned mall. "You have me too. But if our relationship gets rough, your friends will be the one to be with you and help you."
Red blotches his cheeks and he tries to make it look like he's red from anger by glaring. But he knows that Junhyung sees through him. "Relationship? Like there ever will be a relationship between us."
"Am I not courting you? That's already a relationship there, courter and the one being courted." Junhyung smirks, running a thumb across his cheek. His heart beats erratically. He swats the hands away and steps back.
"Point taken. No need to be all cheesy." He makes a face of disgust. Junhyung merely chuckles at him, stepping forward with arms reaching out. "What the heck are you planning now?"
Then suddenly the music stops. The earphones are taken away from him and put around Junhyung's neck, dangling to and fro. Junhyung stops the music from his phone and looks at him teasingly. "What did you think I was going to do?"
"Harass me." He says in a deadpan voice and a straight face. Junhyung smirks.
"I want to. But we're in a mall right now. Unless you're an exhibitionist, then no, I'm not going to harass you." His eyes widen and he claps his hands on his ears.
"I did not hear that. I did not hear that. You're such a bastard, Junhyung. I did not hear that. Ugh!" He walks away as he hears Junhyung laugh at his demise. He walks back to the music store without any particular reason. He looks at the rows of albums and smiles seeing 4Minute's first full-length album, 4Minutes Left. The girls and them used to hang out together when they were children. Suddenly, a song plays in the music store.
Sarangi anya igeon sarangi anya
Neoui jibchagil ppuniya
Eodi itdeunji naega mueol hadeunji
Museowo nareul baraboneun neo
He raises an eyebrow and smiles, stopping himself from laughing. He looks around for Junhyung and walks up to the other who is holding a Super Junior album.
"You know I think this song really suits us. You're Bang Yongguk and I'm Song Jieun."
Junhyung looks at him for a moment, before smirking. "Oh yeah?"
...Nawa sum maghineun sumbakkokjireul gyesoghae
Neon neon neon neon jeoldae naegeseo ddareojil su eobseo
Michin geoni wae geureoni
Ije geuman najom naebeoryeodwo
Nega boyeo sumi maghyeo
Nae nunapeseo kom sarajueojwo
"Definitely!" He laughs this time. Junhyung steps closer to him, pulling him. He puts his hands in front of him and they end up on Junhyung's chest. At least, he's able to keep some distance between them. He sees the amusement in Junhyung's eyes, the smirk still in place. He narrows his eyes at the other.
"Well I don't think seeing me is suffocating. I think you rather enjoy it. You don't really want me to leave or disappear."
"Oh but I did."
"You did." Junhyung nods. "You don't now. Ok. That's good."
His eyes widen. "I meant I do! I do!"
"You know it's not yet our wedding so why are you screaming 'I do'? You want to marry me now?" Junhyung grins at him and heat rises to his cheeks. Why must Junhyung twist his words? He pushes away and means to glare but it comes out more of a cross between a frown and a pout.
"You always twist my words. Not fair."
"They say all is fair in love and war." Junhyung shrugs and throws him a smirk. "Come on. I think it's time we go find noona a gift."
"Says the person who first suggested we don't." He rolls his eyes and walks out of the store. Junhyung follows behind him. They look through different stores, suggesting different things, bantering and teasing. When they receive a message telling them to meet at the food court, they just roll their eyes, finally remembered. They make their way to the food court and it doesn't take them long to find their friends, easy bunch to find really.
"Let me guess...Doojoon and Yoseob went to see a movie. Kikwang and Dongwoon went to...hmm...the arcade." He raises his eyebrows. Guilt is written all over their faces. He shakes his head and sits down. Junhyung sits across him and looks at him before turning to the others with a scowl.
"You should have been looking for a gift. Especially you, Doojoon. You're her brother, for crying out loud."
He pokes Junhyung's hand and when Junhyung looks at him, he shakes his head a little and gives a small smile. Junhyung's frown turns into a small smile as well and he stares. He unabashedly stares at Junhyung because Junhyung looks so undeniably handsome when he smiles. He likes it when Junhyung smiles.
"I know I'm ruining the moment but can we please get some food?" Yoseob whines beside him and he breaks eye contact with Junhyung to pet Yoseob's head.
"Yes. And there was no such moment whatsoever you are speaking of."
That was the longest he said after they started eating. The others would talk and laugh and tell jokes but he would just concentrate on his food and so did Junhyung. The two of them would join in at times but they mostly kept to their food, glancing at each other from time to time. The others would joke about how they were just perfect for each other, acting the same way. And he would just tell them to shut it because he isn't teasing them and he has yet to kill them.
Just like that, time passes by. And they are now shopping for a gift. He and Junhyung show the others what they thought would be an okay gift. All turned down though. The six of them sigh. They couldn't find a decent gift and they've almost scoured through the mall. He suddenly thinks of something.
"How about couple pillows? I heard they're really popular these days."
"Then they won't need to buy when they move into their new house." Yoseob quips in.
"You can buy the big furniture and stuff as a wedding gift." Then Dongwoon.
"And pillows are actually helpful instead of a collage of their pictures." Then Kikwang.
"I actually agree with all of that." Finally, Junhyung. They all look at Doojoon who nods and smiles.
"Okay! Let's get noona couple pillows!"
After finally getting a gift, they decide to hang out at a coffee shop for awhile from the tiring walk. Once more, it's as if he and Junhyung have their own small world. They watch as their friends talk and laugh, disturbing the quiet atmosphere of the place to some extent. He takes a sip from his vanilla frappuccino and subtly looks at Junhyung who is laughing at something Doojoon has just said. He takes this time to ask the question he had forgotten to ask from all the hype of buying the gift and getting Junhyung as a partner.
"How did you guys meet?"
His voice makes the conversation die down and he looks at the with curious doe eyes. He blinks, wondering if asking that is a bad idea. But then Yoseob grins and speaks up first. "For Junhyung, we've been friends since before I came to this place. His family actually decided to stay here as well due to my parents. They are amazing convincers. For Dongwoon, Doojoon is the one who introduced me to him."
His mouth forms into an "o" and nods. So Yoseob and Junhyung have been friends probably since they were still in diapers. Somehow there's a little prick in his heart. He admits he's a little jealous. Of who, he doesn't know. Is he jealous of Junhyung for being friends with Yoseob for so long? Or is he jealous of Yoseob knowing that he knows more about and is closer to Junhyung than him? He isn't really counting on the latter. That would be disturbing because that would mean that he is somehow developing feelings for Junhyung which he is not because the other is a creepy stalker who likes to prod in other people's business when they shouldn't.
"...that's how I met Junhyung." Kikwang says and he is at a loss because he didn't hear what Kikwang has just said. He nods, hoping that they won't find out he hadn't listened to a single word. "So how do you know Junhyung?"
"Eh?"
"How do you know Junhyung?" Yoseob grins and he could just tell there's something evil behind that grin.
"You already know that Seobie. And might I remind you that I will be killing you some time soon." He purses his lips into a straight line. He looks at Kikwang and sighs, saying in a deadpan voice, "Junhyung is courting me."
Kikwang's eyes are as wide as plates. Dongwoon's eyes matches Kikwang's while Doojoon's eyes only look mildly surprised compared to the two. He looks at Junhyung who smirks at him. He stomps on Junhyung's foot and continues drinking as he satisfies himself from the grunt of pain and cursing. He doesn't notice that plotting looks between Doojoon and Yoseob, doesn't notice Kikwang whispering to Dongwoon. All he gives his attention to is his drink and his thoughts about how to torture people.
He mildly notes of the conversation that has once again started but he takes no part in it. He just leans back on the comfortable sofa and sips his drink, mind going elsewhere and everywhere. He thinks about what Junhyung told him about being more open. He hates the fact that Junhyung is right. And he is so tempted to the opposite of what Junhyung suggested but he won't. He will do exactly what the other has advised. He will be more open to Jiyong and the others. And to the five people in front of him as well. Okay, make that four because he is definitely excluding Junhyung. Not because they would be in a relationship or whatever Junhyung has said. But because the other is annoying and shall not be considered any help at all.
Someone takes away the glass he is holding and he glares at the perpetrator who is not surprisingly, Junhyung. He snaps at said person, "What?"
"You've already finished your drink. See?" And then Junhyung shows him the empty glass. His glare goes away and he stares at the object in Junhyung's hand. "You've been drinking nothing for the past minute."
"And you only tell me now?" He narrows his eyes. Junhyung smirks at him.
"You looked too cute."
"Oh shut up." It's then he notices the absence of four people. "Where are they?"
"They went ahead." Junhyung shrugs.
"They went ahead or did you make them go ahead?"
"You know, if you had been listening and not daydreaming, then you would believe me when I say that they really did go ahead." Junhyung looks at him in the eyes. "Although I do like you when you daydream. Too cute and too oblivious."
He flushes and stands up. "Well then, I'm going home."
"I'll take you home." Junhyung stands up as well and is already making it to the exit. He rolls his eyes and follows the other.
"Not a girl."
"Part of courting."
"Modern times."
"I like being old-fashioned at times." He looks at Junhyung who is staring ahead. He's finally starting to get to know the other. He feels happy. Why? He doesn't exactly know why he would be happy with that thought just that he is.
"I never would have guessed."
"Most people do." This time Junhyung looks at him. "A lot of people think I'm scary when they first see me."
"I didn't think you were scary. You don't look scary to me." He blinks. "Scary would be Jason or Freddy or Sadako."
Junhyung laughs, head shaking. "That's just so you."
He punches Junhyung's arm and walks away, stopping at the waiting shed. There are some people waiting there as well but he doesn't mind them. All he thinks about is how Junhyung can be so irritating. Said person is standing next to him, being silent once again. He recites a mantra in his mind, "Keep calm. Keep calm."
He steals a glance at Junhyung which turns into a stare because this is the first time he notes how sexy Junhyung looks with his wide-collared shirt and ripped pants. It's the first time he notices the tattoos on Junhyung's shoulder blade and right arm. First time because all day long he was too preoccupied by Junhyung's words and actions not really how he looks. And this is the first time he notes that people are looking or staring at them. And he knows that look in people's eyes. One is envy and two is lust. You can also add in admiration.
"What happened that Doojoon doesn't let you go on your own?" Junhyung's voice breaks his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh. Nothing. Just had a bad experience of being chased-and why am I even telling you?" He slaps his lips repeatedly. "Bad mouth. Bad mouth."
"Your mind may say you don't like me, but your body says otherwise." Junhyung chuckles and he rolls his eyes.
"Now how many times have I heard that before?"
The bus arrives and they get inside. He sits at his usual place and of course, Junhyung decides to sit beside him. He half-glares at Junhyung who merely smirks and leans back on the seat. He hangs his head low, not even wasting his spit because Junhyung is definitely not going anywhere. As the bus begins to move, he looks out the window like he always does and lets his mind wander. For the rest of the ride, it's just this comfortable silence. He simply stares at the blurred scenery, doesn't bother glaring at Junhyung or being irritated by the stare he knows Junhyung is giving him. Somehow, today feels quite different. Junhyung's still annoying and creepy but he can be tolerable as well. He's also got some good advises. And he's learning things about Junhyung.
Of course, he has finally seen and got together with the others after two weeks, which is a long time. They're still the same. And he's quite happy that Kikwang has found someone he likes. Although it's a bit funny how they all ended up being gay. He had thought at least one of them would end up with a girl, seeing as Kikwang liked Hyosung. But he guesses birds of a feather truly flock together. He lets out a small smile. Being with them makes him feel happy even if doesn't always show. He's happy with Jiyong and the others but there's just that different feeling with Yoseob, Doojoon, Kikwang and now, Dongwoon.
Without even noticing it, they arrive at their stop. A hand grabs his and he's yanked up. He looks around in confusion before realizing that Junhyung is guiding him out the bus. His face flushes and his head hangs low. When they step foot on concrete floor, he pulls his hand away but Junhyung takes it once again and holds it tighter than before. He half-heartedly glares at Junhyung and walks away, at first dragging Junhyung who catches up to him and now they're walking side by side.
"If I ask you to let go of my hand, you still wouldn't do it, would you?"
"Definitely not." Junhyung smirks at him and he punches Junhyung's arm. Said person winces. "Seriously. I think my arm bruises will never heal if you keep punching them."
"That's not my fault. If you don't harass me or hold my hand, then your arm shall be bruise free."
"I'd rather take my chances on a bruised arm if I could hold your hand." Junhyung continues to smirk and his face heats up once again.
"Why in the world are you so damn cheesy?" He makes a disgusted face because really, cheesiness just makes people feel seriously weird.
"Because of you."
"Oh dear God, spare me."
After that, they don't speak a word anymore. Not until they get to his house that is. When they arrive on the porch, the sky is turning into dark blue, hints of pink and orange spread across it. He stares at it for awhile, admiring the colors when he feels lips on his forehead then his nose and then his cheek. He curses at his slow reaction because he could only stare at Junhyung who is smiling at him. His stare turns into a heated glare and he punches Junhyung twice.
"Kiss me one more time, I'll make that three punches." He holds his fist in front of Junhyung's face threateningly. Junhyung doesn't stop smiling and it irritates him. His hand goes back to his side. "Ugh! I hate you so much!"
"I know."
Junhyung steps forward and he steps back because there is not way he's going to let Junhyung kiss him again, on anywhere of his face or body. He doesn't even want to think about Junhyung kissing him anywhere on his body. Heat rises up to his cheeks and he pushes the persistent thoughts and mental images away. God, what is he thinking? And then lips are on his other cheek. His fist meets Junhyung's arm again. He feels thankful for his suddenly faster reflex. He mentally pats himself on the back. And glares outright at Junhyung.
"Go die."
And he enters his house, slamming the door shut. He could hear Junhyung's chuckle. "Thanks for the day too Seung-ah. See you on Monday."
He doesn't reply and Junhyung's footsteps resonate in his mind. They get farther and fainter. When he could hear them no more, that is the only time he walks away from the door and further into his house. His mother greets him with a knowing smile and he frowns but his mother can't have any of that. She places her fingers on either side of his mouth and stretches it up to a smile.
"You look prettier smiling, my cute child."
"I am not pretty!"
"Of course you are. I have pictures to prove it!"
He claps his hands on his ears for the second time that day and walks away from his mother. "Lalala. I don't hear you."
He doesn't see his mother smiling at his antics and laughing quietly to herself. He enters his room, throwing his bag on his bed followed by his body. He rolls on his stomach and grabs his phone. He decides to message the three traitors.
To: Leader, Kiwi, Baby
Go die. >:(
He gets replies in an instant.
From: Leader
I wanted to give my present to noona as soon as possible.
Did you get home safely?
Junhyung promised he'd take you home.
From: Kiwi
But I don't want to die.
Yoseob said it was okay to leave. :(
From: Baby
You go first. Kkkk.
How did it go with Junhyung? >:)
He sits upright, glaring at his phone.
To: Baby
So it was your idea!
Don't do that ever again!
I will really kill you next time!
Not funny Seobie. >:(
To: Leader
Excuses.
I am not happy with you. :|
To: Kiwi
It's ok.
See you soon, Kiwi.
When the replies came in, he reads them but doesn't bother replying. Doojoon apologizes, Kikwang is happy and Yoseob is laughing at him. He rolls his eyes. These guys, if they weren't his friends he would kill them and torture them slowly. But since he loves them, he'll just irritate them to their wits' end. His phone vibrates again and he reaches out to it, pressing the open button without thinking. He wishes he hadn't because his face heats up again and he screams into his pillow. His night is filled with thoughts of Junhyung and his kisses.
From: My Stalker
I enjoyed this day.
We should hang out some time again.
Sleep well Seung-ah.
..and next time...
Where do you think the kiss will be?
Kkkk.
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Note: There you have it. Chapter 10 is most definitely the longest chapter yet. Sorry if I take a month before updating. It seems I'm more motivated when a month has passed. I'll still try to update earlier. :) I was actually planning to write the Dooseob and Kiwoon part as 10a and 10b. But I'm not confident in writing them. I'm not even sure I wrote them out well here. So comments would be really nice.
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Author: shohai_mizuki
Pairing: Junseung (Junhyung/ Hyunseung), Dooseob, Kiwoon, others
Other Groups: Big Bang
Rating: PG-13
Summary: These days, courting seems as easy as counting 1, 2, 3. But not for a certain individual. Because, unfortunately for him, he falls for the secretive and stubborn Jang Hyunseung who has a reputation for being unresponsive to the most romantic of courting. You'd wonder what exactly he has up his sleeve to get this elusive doe-eyed doll.
Author's Notes: Lots of Junseung these days! Yeay! I know you all want to read now, so without further ado, I give you Chapter 9 and 10! The supposed date of Junhyung and Hyunseung! As always, comments, criticisms and suggestions are welcome! :)
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"Seriously Hyunnie. I do not get why you are so obsessed with books." He rolls his eyes at the comment. Yoseob and Kikwang have finally arrived minutes ago and the former has not stopped complaining about his choice of meeting place since.
"Seobie...shut it. Be glad I haven't killed you yet." He glares at the other. He takes notice of Junhyung and Kikwang casually talking, mostly Junhyung telling Kikwang that no he is not going to kill Kikwang unlike what he said in his message. "Don't think I don't know you were the one who gave Junhyung my number. Now I have to deal with him messaging me in the morning and in the evening."
"It's not like you don't like it, Hyunnie." Yoseob waves it off. And he raises his eyebrow, poking Yoseob's sides harshly. "Ow!"
"I hate it." He says in the straightest face he could muster. "Try having a creepy stalker for a courter messaging you day in and day out and knowing stuff even if you're far apart from each other. Then tell me whether it's likable or not."
"I have Doojoon?" Yoseob tilts his head to the side. He couldn't help but fix Yoseob's hair and clothing. It's like some motherly instinct even if he's a guy, so maybe it's called fatherly instinct. But do fathers get that feeling? He doesn't really think so. Is he really that girlish? He composes himself once more.
"Doojoon isn't a creepy stalker you've just met. He's our childhood friend and well, your boyfriend now." He rolls his eyes.
"...fine. You win." Yoseob puffs. He smiles lightly and pats Yoseob's head before smacking it. "Yah!"
"Revenge, Seobie. Revenge. And keep it down. We are in a bookstore, you know." He grabs the book he got, Mirror Mirror, and starts to read where he had left. But he is disturbed by Kikwang who is suddenly sitting in Yoseob's earlier place. "Yes, Kiwi?"
"Hyunnie, are you mad at us?" And then Kikwang is looking at him with those pitiful eyes. Someone up there must really be hating him today. He just wants to finish reading the book. Is that too much to ask? He guesses it is since he is continually being interrupted.
"No, Kiwi. I'm just a little upset. Junhyung is creepy. And a stalker." He frowns, looking at Junhyung who is now chatting with Yoseob. They're laughing and joking around and it irks him. A very sick feeling comes to his stomach. Maybe his motherly instincts over Yoseob is kicking in again. Maybe he doesn't want Yoseob to get too close to the creepy stalker lest something bad happens. But what bad thing could happen? Despite his weird actions, Junhyung is a nice guy. It pains him to say but he really has nothing to worry about. Right? Right. Then why the sickening feeling?
"But Junhyung is nice. Even if does look scary." Kikwang's voice brings him back to their conversation and Kikwang's eye smile almost blinds him when he looks at said person. Really, Kikwang is too cute like a little kid. God, his mother instincts again.
"I know." He sighs. He forces himself not to glance at the other two still chatting away like no one's there with them. He smiles slightly, "So Kiwi, how've you been? I've heard the news about Hyosung. I didn't think you were one to accept things like that easily."
His teasing tone makes Kikwang fluster. "It's not like that~"
"Then why accept it just like that? There's someone else, I can feel it." Kikwang's roaming eyes confirms his suspicion. His interest is piqued. He wonders what sort of person this time has caught Kikwang's eyes. He pokes Kikwang multiple times. "Are you going to tell me or will I force you, Kiwi?"
"No no no! I'll tell. His name is Son Dongwoon." Kikwang mutters, head down. He could feel his lips turn into a grin. So it's a boy named Son Dongwoon. He feels both curious and protective. If this Dongwoon person hurts his Kiwi, there shall be no mercy.
"What about Dongwoon?" Junhyung's voice suddenly butts in. His head turns sharply to the source of the voice. Junhyung is looking at them.
"None of your business." He sticks his tongue out and looks at Kikwang again. "Now tell me more about this Dongwoon person and I shall decide whether I should torture him for a year or an eternity."
Kikwang's eyes become as wide as plates and Yoseob's laughs rings throughout the place but most of what he could hear is Junhyung's small laugh and voice. "I'll have to tell Dongwoon to stay away from you."
"Hyunnie, I think Jiyong-ssi is rubbing off on you a tad bit too much." Yoseob's laugh dies down a little as the saleslady glares at them to keep it down and not disturb the other people in there.
He shrugs at Yoseob's comment. "Jiyong-hyung is way worse. What I said is considered to be in the extremely mild category."
"What did you say?" Doojoon appears suddenly in front of them. Yoseob stands up quickly and rushes to hug Doojoon who pats Yoseob's hair. A not Korean looking guy is standing beside Doojoon. He guesses that the guy is Dongwoon. He guesses Doojoon caught his gaze because he is being introduced to the guy. "Hyunseung this Son Dongwoon. Dongwoon, this is Jang Hyunseung."
"If you hurt Kikwang, you're dead." He says in a dead pan voice. He can see the fear he has instilled in Dongwoon and evilly laughs in his mind.
"Uhh...yes hyung." Dongwoon bows his head slightly and most awkwardly. Yoseob laughs again and whispers to Doojoon who laughs with him. Kikwang is looking between him and Dongwoon. And Junhyung? Well that stalker has been staring at him the whole time. He knows because from the corner of his eyes he could see the other.
"So do you have any ideas what to give to your sister?" He raises an eyebrow at Doojoon.
"Well I was thinking of buying something they can both use."
"Furniture?"
"Couple tee?"
"Bed!"
"Camera?"
"I don't have that much money!" Cue, disbelieving looks directed at Doojoon. "Fine. I sort of do."
"Well...if we really want to find something soon, we better split up." Junhyung suggests and he's got a really bad feeling about it. Somehow, he knows Junhyung will pair up with him. He just wishes his friends would somehow save him. But then again, he doubts they will. And he couldn't count on Dongwoon because he has yet to tell the other of his misery caused by Junhyung.
"You're right. Let's-"
"I am flying solo." He says before anyone else could say a word.
"Do you really want a repeat of last time?" Doojoon looks at him with raised brows. He purses his lips. Point taken.
"Fine anyone but-"
"You're going with Junhyung~" Yoseob grins at him. He doesn't care if he commits filicide (killing one's child) and goes to jail for all eternity, he is going to torture and kill Yoseob slowly and enjoy every minute of it. Although he has to hand it to Yoseob, he has learned well about getting on people's nerves. Seeing Yoseob's closeness to Junhyung, he wouldn't put it past them to have plotted something and to have Junhyung's irritating ways rubbing off on his baby.
He glares at Yoseob. "Abso-fucking-lutely not."
"No choice, Hyunnie. I go with Doojoon and Kikwang goes with Dongwoon." Kikwang smiles at Dongwoon who smiles back. They should just get it over with, he thinks to himself. He wants to protest and go with Kikwang but he's not going to deprive the guy of happiness in the form of an Arabian looking Korean.
"Damn it." He tries to think up of something, anything to not get stuck with Junhyung. And an idea pops in his head. He looks at them with puppy eyes and a matching adorable pout. Drastic times call for drastic measures. "We haven't seen each other in awhile...and you all want to split up? Why can't we go together?"
Before any of them could give in to his request, they scramble away and exit the store like a lion is after them. He frowns and it deepens when he sees Junhyung still there and still looking extremely amused. He glares wholeheartedly and stomps away. But he hasn't gotten far when Junhyung calls out.
"You know, you shouldn't just leave the book on the seat, right?"
He whips his head around, glare still in place. He grumbles and stomps and grumbles some more towards Junhyung and the seats. "Stupid Junhyung. Stupid friends. Stupid life."
He grabs the book with a force that could have ripped it apart. He puts it back on its proper place and once again stomps to the exit. Junhyung walks leisurely behind him, calm footsteps following his aggravated ones. And once again, he wants to strangle Junhyung for being so calm. He walks around the mall mindlessly, not even noting stuff that can be worth buying as a present, not even window shopping. Before he could hit himself against a wall, Junhyung pulls him by the arm, making him face the other and getting poked on the forehead. He frowns.
"Your obliviousness needs to be lessened." He raises an eyebrow. "On second thought, never mind. I like it when I have to save you from hurting yourself because of your obliviousness."
He flushes because it's true that his obliviousness has caused some physical injury before. He punches Junhyung's arm and turns around. An arm drapes over his shoulder and all of a sudden, Junhyung is stirring him towards somewhere. Where exactly, he doesn't know. And he is about to protest when Junhyung pulls him closer.
"If you make a scene right now, then we wouldn't be able to find noona a gift."
He glares at the other who only glances at him with a smirk. He'll let this one pass since he wants to choose a good gift. He recites a mantra in a low voice, "All for noona. Must not murder Junhyung. All for noona. Must not murder Junhyung."
He keeps his mind busy with this mantra as he is turned left and right, assisted on the escalator and such. Before he knows it, they stop. He looks up and realizes they are in front of a music store. He looks questioningly at Junhyung. "You think an album is a good gift?"
"No. Not for noona. I just thought we could check out some stuff." Junhyung lets him go and walks into the store. He follows him despite better judgment.
"But we're on a mission!"
"I'm on another mission of utmost importance." Junhyung replies with a serious look. He crosses his arms.
"And what would that be soldier?"
"Spend time with you." He falters. How can someone say that with such a straight face? He composes himself once again.
"I do not approve of it! Come on. We should go look for a gift! This would be unfair to the others."
"I don't think looking for a gift is what they're doing right now." He ponders on that and comes to the conclusion that it's true, knowing those three. He doesn't know Dongwoon much but he could tell that being with Kikwang, both of those kids won't be finding a gift anytime soon. And more so Yoseob and Doojoon. They're probably watching a movie right now and making out. God. What friends he has. "You know, you seem to be a bit more livelier and more open with them than with Jiyong-ssi and the others."
His head whips and he stares incredulously at Junhyung. His eyes narrow. "Are you implying something?"
"Do you think I'm implying anything?"
"I think you are. And it's not your place to do so." He walks away but Junhyung is running after him. He quickens his pace, trying to find somewhere to hide. He looks left and right, trying not to look like a frantic lunatic. People look his way but he doesn't mind. He's already went through this a few times. And no, this is most certainly not the time to reminisce so he pushes those thoughts away. And then he bumps into Junhyung. "What the?"
"I told you your obliviousness won't exactly help you."
"Just stop it, will you? I may not hate you but that doesn't mean I'm taking up to you! Get the picture?" He gives a threatening gaze to Junhyung. But it doesn't faze the other and that just makes him more irritated.
"Yeah sure. It means I'm a little bit closer to you than I was before." Smirk on Junhyung? Present. Frown on him? Present. Flushed? Maybe a little.
"Ugh!" He cries out in exasperation and turns away.
"You like turning away from things, don't you?"
He stops in his tracks. Did Junhyung just say what he thinks the other just said? He's now seething in anger. He turns to face Junhyung once more, ready to attack him both verbally and physically. Manners be damned. He doesn't care anymore if they're in a mall. He's been keeping calm since they first stepped foot here. But before anything else, music plagues his ears and his mind. Junhyung had just put earphones on him. His body stops, involuntarily going slack.
"Relax Seung-ah. Just calm down." Louder than the music playing against his ears, Junhyung's voice resonates in his mind. This brings him back to what he was supposed to do. He punches Junhyung's arm as hard as he can and glares. Junhyung winces, nursing his soon-to-be bruised arm. "Okay, now are you going to listen to me?"
"I don't know. You did stick earphones on my ears so maybe I can't quite hear you."
"If you didn't hear me, you wouldn't have answered me." He keeps silent for a few moments, all the while still glaring.
"It doesn't change the fact that your comments are awfully personal and should not have been said."
"Let's say I hadn't said it...would anyone ever tell you that? You may look like you're open at times but you're as closed off as you are oblivious." Junhyung's head shakes left and right. He merely stares. It's inappropriate at this moment but all he can think of is how Junhyung looks so handsome. "I like how you're so oblivious but not how you're closed off."
And then Junhyung is staring into his eyes. Why is it that even if he wants to yell at Junhyung right now and tell him he's wrong, he just can't? At the back of his mind, he knows Junhyung is right. He has to learn to open up. And no one would dare say that to him. Because all of them are disillusioned. They think that what they see is the open cheerful Hyunseung when it's not, only a little.
"You should be open to your friends so that you have them to turn to when something bad happens. Don't always depend on yourself. That's why there are friends." Junhyung cups his face and the warmth from Junhyung's hands seeps into his skin. He hadn't noticed how cold he is from the air-conditioned mall. "You have me too. But if our relationship gets rough, your friends will be the one to be with you and help you."
Red blotches his cheeks and he tries to make it look like he's red from anger by glaring. But he knows that Junhyung sees through him. "Relationship? Like there ever will be a relationship between us."
"Am I not courting you? That's already a relationship there, courter and the one being courted." Junhyung smirks, running a thumb across his cheek. His heart beats erratically. He swats the hands away and steps back.
"Point taken. No need to be all cheesy." He makes a face of disgust. Junhyung merely chuckles at him, stepping forward with arms reaching out. "What the heck are you planning now?"
Then suddenly the music stops. The earphones are taken away from him and put around Junhyung's neck, dangling to and fro. Junhyung stops the music from his phone and looks at him teasingly. "What did you think I was going to do?"
"Harass me." He says in a deadpan voice and a straight face. Junhyung smirks.
"I want to. But we're in a mall right now. Unless you're an exhibitionist, then no, I'm not going to harass you." His eyes widen and he claps his hands on his ears.
"I did not hear that. I did not hear that. You're such a bastard, Junhyung. I did not hear that. Ugh!" He walks away as he hears Junhyung laugh at his demise. He walks back to the music store without any particular reason. He looks at the rows of albums and smiles seeing 4Minute's first full-length album, 4Minutes Left. The girls and them used to hang out together when they were children. Suddenly, a song plays in the music store.
Sarangi anya igeon sarangi anya
Neoui jibchagil ppuniya
Eodi itdeunji naega mueol hadeunji
Museowo nareul baraboneun neo
He raises an eyebrow and smiles, stopping himself from laughing. He looks around for Junhyung and walks up to the other who is holding a Super Junior album.
"You know I think this song really suits us. You're Bang Yongguk and I'm Song Jieun."
Junhyung looks at him for a moment, before smirking. "Oh yeah?"
...Nawa sum maghineun sumbakkokjireul gyesoghae
Neon neon neon neon jeoldae naegeseo ddareojil su eobseo
Michin geoni wae geureoni
Ije geuman najom naebeoryeodwo
Nega boyeo sumi maghyeo
Nae nunapeseo kom sarajueojwo
"Definitely!" He laughs this time. Junhyung steps closer to him, pulling him. He puts his hands in front of him and they end up on Junhyung's chest. At least, he's able to keep some distance between them. He sees the amusement in Junhyung's eyes, the smirk still in place. He narrows his eyes at the other.
"Well I don't think seeing me is suffocating. I think you rather enjoy it. You don't really want me to leave or disappear."
"Oh but I did."
"You did." Junhyung nods. "You don't now. Ok. That's good."
His eyes widen. "I meant I do! I do!"
"You know it's not yet our wedding so why are you screaming 'I do'? You want to marry me now?" Junhyung grins at him and heat rises to his cheeks. Why must Junhyung twist his words? He pushes away and means to glare but it comes out more of a cross between a frown and a pout.
"You always twist my words. Not fair."
"They say all is fair in love and war." Junhyung shrugs and throws him a smirk. "Come on. I think it's time we go find noona a gift."
"Says the person who first suggested we don't." He rolls his eyes and walks out of the store. Junhyung follows behind him. They look through different stores, suggesting different things, bantering and teasing. When they receive a message telling them to meet at the food court, they just roll their eyes, finally remembered. They make their way to the food court and it doesn't take them long to find their friends, easy bunch to find really.
"Let me guess...Doojoon and Yoseob went to see a movie. Kikwang and Dongwoon went to...hmm...the arcade." He raises his eyebrows. Guilt is written all over their faces. He shakes his head and sits down. Junhyung sits across him and looks at him before turning to the others with a scowl.
"You should have been looking for a gift. Especially you, Doojoon. You're her brother, for crying out loud."
He pokes Junhyung's hand and when Junhyung looks at him, he shakes his head a little and gives a small smile. Junhyung's frown turns into a small smile as well and he stares. He unabashedly stares at Junhyung because Junhyung looks so undeniably handsome when he smiles. He likes it when Junhyung smiles.
"I know I'm ruining the moment but can we please get some food?" Yoseob whines beside him and he breaks eye contact with Junhyung to pet Yoseob's head.
"Yes. And there was no such moment whatsoever you are speaking of."
That was the longest he said after they started eating. The others would talk and laugh and tell jokes but he would just concentrate on his food and so did Junhyung. The two of them would join in at times but they mostly kept to their food, glancing at each other from time to time. The others would joke about how they were just perfect for each other, acting the same way. And he would just tell them to shut it because he isn't teasing them and he has yet to kill them.
Just like that, time passes by. And they are now shopping for a gift. He and Junhyung show the others what they thought would be an okay gift. All turned down though. The six of them sigh. They couldn't find a decent gift and they've almost scoured through the mall. He suddenly thinks of something.
"How about couple pillows? I heard they're really popular these days."
"Then they won't need to buy when they move into their new house." Yoseob quips in.
"You can buy the big furniture and stuff as a wedding gift." Then Dongwoon.
"And pillows are actually helpful instead of a collage of their pictures." Then Kikwang.
"I actually agree with all of that." Finally, Junhyung. They all look at Doojoon who nods and smiles.
"Okay! Let's get noona couple pillows!"
After finally getting a gift, they decide to hang out at a coffee shop for awhile from the tiring walk. Once more, it's as if he and Junhyung have their own small world. They watch as their friends talk and laugh, disturbing the quiet atmosphere of the place to some extent. He takes a sip from his vanilla frappuccino and subtly looks at Junhyung who is laughing at something Doojoon has just said. He takes this time to ask the question he had forgotten to ask from all the hype of buying the gift and getting Junhyung as a partner.
"How did you guys meet?"
His voice makes the conversation die down and he looks at the with curious doe eyes. He blinks, wondering if asking that is a bad idea. But then Yoseob grins and speaks up first. "For Junhyung, we've been friends since before I came to this place. His family actually decided to stay here as well due to my parents. They are amazing convincers. For Dongwoon, Doojoon is the one who introduced me to him."
His mouth forms into an "o" and nods. So Yoseob and Junhyung have been friends probably since they were still in diapers. Somehow there's a little prick in his heart. He admits he's a little jealous. Of who, he doesn't know. Is he jealous of Junhyung for being friends with Yoseob for so long? Or is he jealous of Yoseob knowing that he knows more about and is closer to Junhyung than him? He isn't really counting on the latter. That would be disturbing because that would mean that he is somehow developing feelings for Junhyung which he is not because the other is a creepy stalker who likes to prod in other people's business when they shouldn't.
"...that's how I met Junhyung." Kikwang says and he is at a loss because he didn't hear what Kikwang has just said. He nods, hoping that they won't find out he hadn't listened to a single word. "So how do you know Junhyung?"
"Eh?"
"How do you know Junhyung?" Yoseob grins and he could just tell there's something evil behind that grin.
"You already know that Seobie. And might I remind you that I will be killing you some time soon." He purses his lips into a straight line. He looks at Kikwang and sighs, saying in a deadpan voice, "Junhyung is courting me."
Kikwang's eyes are as wide as plates. Dongwoon's eyes matches Kikwang's while Doojoon's eyes only look mildly surprised compared to the two. He looks at Junhyung who smirks at him. He stomps on Junhyung's foot and continues drinking as he satisfies himself from the grunt of pain and cursing. He doesn't notice that plotting looks between Doojoon and Yoseob, doesn't notice Kikwang whispering to Dongwoon. All he gives his attention to is his drink and his thoughts about how to torture people.
He mildly notes of the conversation that has once again started but he takes no part in it. He just leans back on the comfortable sofa and sips his drink, mind going elsewhere and everywhere. He thinks about what Junhyung told him about being more open. He hates the fact that Junhyung is right. And he is so tempted to the opposite of what Junhyung suggested but he won't. He will do exactly what the other has advised. He will be more open to Jiyong and the others. And to the five people in front of him as well. Okay, make that four because he is definitely excluding Junhyung. Not because they would be in a relationship or whatever Junhyung has said. But because the other is annoying and shall not be considered any help at all.
Someone takes away the glass he is holding and he glares at the perpetrator who is not surprisingly, Junhyung. He snaps at said person, "What?"
"You've already finished your drink. See?" And then Junhyung shows him the empty glass. His glare goes away and he stares at the object in Junhyung's hand. "You've been drinking nothing for the past minute."
"And you only tell me now?" He narrows his eyes. Junhyung smirks at him.
"You looked too cute."
"Oh shut up." It's then he notices the absence of four people. "Where are they?"
"They went ahead." Junhyung shrugs.
"They went ahead or did you make them go ahead?"
"You know, if you had been listening and not daydreaming, then you would believe me when I say that they really did go ahead." Junhyung looks at him in the eyes. "Although I do like you when you daydream. Too cute and too oblivious."
He flushes and stands up. "Well then, I'm going home."
"I'll take you home." Junhyung stands up as well and is already making it to the exit. He rolls his eyes and follows the other.
"Not a girl."
"Part of courting."
"Modern times."
"I like being old-fashioned at times." He looks at Junhyung who is staring ahead. He's finally starting to get to know the other. He feels happy. Why? He doesn't exactly know why he would be happy with that thought just that he is.
"I never would have guessed."
"Most people do." This time Junhyung looks at him. "A lot of people think I'm scary when they first see me."
"I didn't think you were scary. You don't look scary to me." He blinks. "Scary would be Jason or Freddy or Sadako."
Junhyung laughs, head shaking. "That's just so you."
He punches Junhyung's arm and walks away, stopping at the waiting shed. There are some people waiting there as well but he doesn't mind them. All he thinks about is how Junhyung can be so irritating. Said person is standing next to him, being silent once again. He recites a mantra in his mind, "Keep calm. Keep calm."
He steals a glance at Junhyung which turns into a stare because this is the first time he notes how sexy Junhyung looks with his wide-collared shirt and ripped pants. It's the first time he notices the tattoos on Junhyung's shoulder blade and right arm. First time because all day long he was too preoccupied by Junhyung's words and actions not really how he looks. And this is the first time he notes that people are looking or staring at them. And he knows that look in people's eyes. One is envy and two is lust. You can also add in admiration.
"What happened that Doojoon doesn't let you go on your own?" Junhyung's voice breaks his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh. Nothing. Just had a bad experience of being chased-and why am I even telling you?" He slaps his lips repeatedly. "Bad mouth. Bad mouth."
"Your mind may say you don't like me, but your body says otherwise." Junhyung chuckles and he rolls his eyes.
"Now how many times have I heard that before?"
The bus arrives and they get inside. He sits at his usual place and of course, Junhyung decides to sit beside him. He half-glares at Junhyung who merely smirks and leans back on the seat. He hangs his head low, not even wasting his spit because Junhyung is definitely not going anywhere. As the bus begins to move, he looks out the window like he always does and lets his mind wander. For the rest of the ride, it's just this comfortable silence. He simply stares at the blurred scenery, doesn't bother glaring at Junhyung or being irritated by the stare he knows Junhyung is giving him. Somehow, today feels quite different. Junhyung's still annoying and creepy but he can be tolerable as well. He's also got some good advises. And he's learning things about Junhyung.
Of course, he has finally seen and got together with the others after two weeks, which is a long time. They're still the same. And he's quite happy that Kikwang has found someone he likes. Although it's a bit funny how they all ended up being gay. He had thought at least one of them would end up with a girl, seeing as Kikwang liked Hyosung. But he guesses birds of a feather truly flock together. He lets out a small smile. Being with them makes him feel happy even if doesn't always show. He's happy with Jiyong and the others but there's just that different feeling with Yoseob, Doojoon, Kikwang and now, Dongwoon.
Without even noticing it, they arrive at their stop. A hand grabs his and he's yanked up. He looks around in confusion before realizing that Junhyung is guiding him out the bus. His face flushes and his head hangs low. When they step foot on concrete floor, he pulls his hand away but Junhyung takes it once again and holds it tighter than before. He half-heartedly glares at Junhyung and walks away, at first dragging Junhyung who catches up to him and now they're walking side by side.
"If I ask you to let go of my hand, you still wouldn't do it, would you?"
"Definitely not." Junhyung smirks at him and he punches Junhyung's arm. Said person winces. "Seriously. I think my arm bruises will never heal if you keep punching them."
"That's not my fault. If you don't harass me or hold my hand, then your arm shall be bruise free."
"I'd rather take my chances on a bruised arm if I could hold your hand." Junhyung continues to smirk and his face heats up once again.
"Why in the world are you so damn cheesy?" He makes a disgusted face because really, cheesiness just makes people feel seriously weird.
"Because of you."
"Oh dear God, spare me."
After that, they don't speak a word anymore. Not until they get to his house that is. When they arrive on the porch, the sky is turning into dark blue, hints of pink and orange spread across it. He stares at it for awhile, admiring the colors when he feels lips on his forehead then his nose and then his cheek. He curses at his slow reaction because he could only stare at Junhyung who is smiling at him. His stare turns into a heated glare and he punches Junhyung twice.
"Kiss me one more time, I'll make that three punches." He holds his fist in front of Junhyung's face threateningly. Junhyung doesn't stop smiling and it irritates him. His hand goes back to his side. "Ugh! I hate you so much!"
"I know."
Junhyung steps forward and he steps back because there is not way he's going to let Junhyung kiss him again, on anywhere of his face or body. He doesn't even want to think about Junhyung kissing him anywhere on his body. Heat rises up to his cheeks and he pushes the persistent thoughts and mental images away. God, what is he thinking? And then lips are on his other cheek. His fist meets Junhyung's arm again. He feels thankful for his suddenly faster reflex. He mentally pats himself on the back. And glares outright at Junhyung.
"Go die."
And he enters his house, slamming the door shut. He could hear Junhyung's chuckle. "Thanks for the day too Seung-ah. See you on Monday."
He doesn't reply and Junhyung's footsteps resonate in his mind. They get farther and fainter. When he could hear them no more, that is the only time he walks away from the door and further into his house. His mother greets him with a knowing smile and he frowns but his mother can't have any of that. She places her fingers on either side of his mouth and stretches it up to a smile.
"You look prettier smiling, my cute child."
"I am not pretty!"
"Of course you are. I have pictures to prove it!"
He claps his hands on his ears for the second time that day and walks away from his mother. "Lalala. I don't hear you."
He doesn't see his mother smiling at his antics and laughing quietly to herself. He enters his room, throwing his bag on his bed followed by his body. He rolls on his stomach and grabs his phone. He decides to message the three traitors.
To: Leader, Kiwi, Baby
Go die. >:(
He gets replies in an instant.
From: Leader
I wanted to give my present to noona as soon as possible.
Did you get home safely?
Junhyung promised he'd take you home.
From: Kiwi
But I don't want to die.
Yoseob said it was okay to leave. :(
From: Baby
You go first. Kkkk.
How did it go with Junhyung? >:)
He sits upright, glaring at his phone.
To: Baby
So it was your idea!
Don't do that ever again!
I will really kill you next time!
Not funny Seobie. >:(
To: Leader
Excuses.
I am not happy with you. :|
To: Kiwi
It's ok.
See you soon, Kiwi.
When the replies came in, he reads them but doesn't bother replying. Doojoon apologizes, Kikwang is happy and Yoseob is laughing at him. He rolls his eyes. These guys, if they weren't his friends he would kill them and torture them slowly. But since he loves them, he'll just irritate them to their wits' end. His phone vibrates again and he reaches out to it, pressing the open button without thinking. He wishes he hadn't because his face heats up again and he screams into his pillow. His night is filled with thoughts of Junhyung and his kisses.
From: My Stalker
I enjoyed this day.
We should hang out some time again.
Sleep well Seung-ah.
..and next time...
Where do you think the kiss will be?
Kkkk.
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Note: There you have it. Chapter 10 is most definitely the longest chapter yet. Sorry if I take a month before updating. It seems I'm more motivated when a month has passed. I'll still try to update earlier. :) I was actually planning to write the Dooseob and Kiwoon part as 10a and 10b. But I'm not confident in writing them. I'm not even sure I wrote them out well here. So comments would be really nice.
Also, if you guys know the Cover Dance Festival, I hope you could go watch my group's video. You guys can search for it by entering "Mackerz" on the search engine. We're the only entry with that name really. Haha! And for a little info, we cover miss A. Here is their homepage: Cover Dance Festival. Thank you so much to everyone who will watch! :)