(oneshot) that voice from yesterday
that voice from yesterday
dongwoon/jihyun, hyunseung/jihyun, doojoon/jihyun, junhyung/jihyun
pg-13, ~2142w
three people that fell in love with jihyun and never told her, and one that did
i. dongwoon
dongwoon is fresh out of high school when he enters cube, filled with high hopes and big dreams of becoming korea's next superstar.
when he finds out he has to compete against hundreds of trainees just to even get into the practice studios, dongwoon starts to think that maybe, just maybe, being a star wasn't worth it.
he almost wants to give up, when a pretty, fresh-faced girl bumps shoulders with him when he comes out of vocal training.
"i heard you in there. you're really good. dongwoon, right?" her eyes curve into crescent moons and her smile is sincere, and for a moment, dongwoon is mesmerised.
"a-ah, yes - thank you" he stammers, flushing as he bows.
she laughs, bright and lilting, before an instructor hollers for the next batch of trainees to come in.
"well i have to go now. i'll see you around, i guess" she waves cheerily, before her pretty eyes light up again. "oh - i'm jihyun by the way"
she flashes him another brilliant smile before she flutters off, leaving dongwoon in a mess of butterflies and pounding heartbeats.
jihyun.
he might not become a star, he might not be able to handle the training, the competition, the work that comes with following his dreams, but he has something worth looking forward to classes now.
the name stays with him long after, after she debuts in 4minute and he's put in B2ST.
they still bump into each other in the cube building, easy smiles and jihyun's bright laughter, and dongwoon thinks it was kind of like fate that he met someone like her when he thought he wasn't going to make it, because he did, and she did and now it's no longer a dream, but a reality, for the both of them.
(dongwoon knows he could've asked her out, have jihyun say yes and maybe have a couple months of pure, unadulterated happiness.
maybe it was his own shyness, his own fears, or just the fact that it was too much to risk at the time, but he didn't.
he sees her today, laughing and smiling and fingers laced through another, and knows that he's lost his chance years ago, after she first smiled at him.)
ii. hyunseung
hyunseung knows what being overlooked, being overshadowed, being ignored, can do a person.
their eyes dim, their smiles grow faker and their hearts grow heavier. he's gone through this before, with being in big bang and then not-being in big bang, with being in B2ST and then being in B2ST, the recycled idols band. it's been a vicious cycle, but hyunseung's made it out practically unscathed, and he's kind of proud of that.
so when he finds out jihyun, sweet, pretty jihyun, is relegated to the back with the least lines and the least screentime, hyunseung knows it won't be long before she breaks.
he finds her curled up in a corner of a recording studio, holding back wracking sobs. they don't know each other very well, just polite greetings and a couple dancing tips here and there, but he'd be a douchebag if he ignored a pretty girl crying.
"jihyun-ah?" he quietly slides down next to her, fingers resting on her shoulder awkwardly.
her eyes are red-rimmed and her bottom lip is trembling, but she still finds it in herself to smile at him.
"i'm okay, really. you don't have to worry about me hyunseung-oppa. i'll be fine" her voice wavers at the last word, but she offers him a watery laugh and it kind of breaks his heart.
"you don't have to be, you know" he says softly. "it's okay to be angry, it's okay to resent your bandmates, but it's not okay to lock it up inside of you. it'll eat away at your insides and before you know it, you'll go batshit crazy on music core and that'll be the screentime you don't want"
jihyun giggles, and something inside of hyunseung swells. she looks up at him from under thick lashes, cheeks pink and eyes bright, and his heart does this funny fluttering thing.
"thank you, oppa. you didn't have to come and find me and make me feel better, but you did and - thank you" her voice is quiet and sincere and hyunseung thinks he can get used to the way she looks at him.
hyunseung smiles, soft and reassuring, and they sit beside each other in a silence only they can understand.
(they become each other's closest confidant when it comes to these things, like when jihyun is cut from the choreography or hyunseung gets backlash from big bang fans.
sometimes jihyun rests her head on his shoulder, and hyunseung wonders if she can hear his racing heartbeat.
he wants to take her hand in his, trace his name on her palm and press his lips to her fingertips.
but he doesn't, because he's not going to risk losing this, this friendship, this camaraderie that revolves around their careers, or lack thereof.
that, and it's kind of taboo to hit on your best friend's girlfriend.)
iii. doojoon
doojoon's never told anyone, but in the first week of being leader of B2ST, he wanted to quit.
it felt like too much work, trying to keep their hopes and his intact, trying to always take care of them, make sure their spirits weren't down and their choreography was perfect, and pretend like it wasn't hard work at all.
doojoon thinks he could've broken down if it wasn't for jihyun.
he's just finished mediating a petty argument between yosoeb and kikwang (they could be such children) and in the process of bringing six lunchboxes to the practice rooms when a pair of hands takes one off the top of his pile.
doojoon is about to cut a bitch when he meets jihyun's smiling eyes. his eyes soften, his anger and frustration at cube, B2ST and life in general dying down. jihyun raises an eyebrow.
"what's up, doojoonie? you look like you're going to cut a bitch" she says bluntly.
he laughs, offering her a small, tired smile.
"nothing, jihyun-ah. just...taking care of leader stuff" he shrugs.
jihyun nods silently, before helping him with the lunchboxes. he sighs in relief. it feels lighter when he doesn't have to shoulder everything. they walk towards the studios, talking about his upcoming debut and new songs and choreography. it feels like it's been ages since they've caught up. jihyun used to be such an integral part of his life, always there to help him up when he fell in dance practice, always there to make fun of his silly sport obsession, always there to make sure he called his parents when he said he would, that when she started to focus on her debut and stopped visiting so often, doojoon felt kind of lost.
"you know," she starts casually, and doojoon knows she's going onto a very serious subject when she's trying to be this light-hearted. "you don't always have to take responsibility for everything"
doojoon scoffs disbelievingly.
"but i'm leader. i'm supposed to take responsibility" he reasons.
jihyun rolls her eyes.
"yeah, for the major, deal-making, heartbreaking stuff, but not this" she gestures at the lunchboxes. "this is something anyone can do, that your boys can do on their own"
"but...i'm the leader" he says, not quite understanding.
"but they're not children" she replies easily, eyes twinkling.
they stop in front of his studio and she hands him back all the lunchboxes. she chuckles as she watches him struggles to hold them all.
"bye, oppa. say hi to your mum for me!" she waves cheerily before hyunah and jiyoon burst out of their room, dragging her inside.
doojoon stays stockstill for a moment, before he laughs. there was a reason why his mother would say jihyun was lot brighter than him. he opens the door to find five boys, peering up at him expectantly from their places on the floor.
he throws the lunchboxes at their head, feeling lighter than he had in weeks.
"yah! get your own lunches next time, you douchebags!"
(doojoon delegates tasks and makes kikwang and yosoeb put on a play to make up for wasting his time, and thinks maybe he should just listen to jihyun more often.
he doesn't, however, think about how pretty she's grown up to become and how she still laughs at his jokes, despite how stupid they are.
this is jihyun, his sister, his friend, his partner-in-crime.
he's not going to do anything to change that.)
iv. junhyung
for the first time in a long time, junhyung is the one who gets butterflies.
he's so used to being approached, watching the girl trip over her words and flush prettily, before he suavely takes over and they go out for lunch (and a little something later, if you catch his drift).
so when he finds himself stuttering in front of jihyun, 4minute's oh-so-gorgeous leader, he knows she's something different.
she's quiet and shy and cute and funny and a whole bunch of other contradictions. her eyes curve into crescent moons and her laugh is sweet and clear, and junhyung has this urge to bottle it up and keep it by his heart forever.
kikwang and yosoeb are merciless in their teasing, calling him whipped and junhyungie's in loooove ~ like little children. dongwoon sometimes joins in half-heartedly. doojoon tells them off for being so loud, his eyes hard. hyunseung is quiet.
but all junhyung can think about is jihyun's fingers brushing against his and a quiet i'll see you later, oppa.
so when everyone is asleep, he does the stupidest, most desperate thing he can think of -
- he sneaks out to 4minute's dorm.
he's wearing a dark hoodie and ridiculous sunglasses, but junhyung doesn't really care as he presses the doorbell. a disgruntled hyunah opens the door, and with a you are so weird, oppa, jihyun-unnie would never go out with you, she agrees to fetch her leader.
jihyun comes out, rubbing at her eyes. her hair is mussed and she's wearing tatty pyjamas, but junhyung doesn't think he's ever seen anyone more beautiful.
"h-hi" he stutters, flushing red under her confused stare.
"junhyung-oppa? what are you doing here...at 2am?" she squints sleepily at him, her lips forming into a pout and junhyung can't help but stare.
"i-i don't really know. well - i do, but it's just probably not a good enough reason to wake you up - you know, i'm just gonna go now" he mumbles, and begins to make his embarrassing exit, when she lays a warm hand on his arm.
"junhyungie" her voice is soft and kind, and the way she says his name send shivers down his spine. "tell me what was so important you couldn't wait until tomorrow. today. whatever - just talk to me, oppa"
her eyes are clear and she's just so tiny in front of him that he can't help but lean down and kiss her. she makes a small, breathy gasp of surprise, before she kisses him back, fingers threading through his hair. his hands curl around her waist as he takes in her bottom lip, sucking and nibbling purposefully. jihyun sighs in his mouth, sweeping her tongue over his. it's slow and burning and falling and junhyung doesn't ever want it to stop.
but it does, when oxygen becomes vital and they pull apart, gasping for air. jihyun is flushed, cheeks pink and eyes unusually bright. junhyung presses his forehead against hers, fingers lacing through hers.
"i like you, okay? i like you a lot. i know it sounds really stupid and lame, and i'm usually a lot better at this, but this - this is all i have. i - i like you, jihyun-ah. and it would kind be really awesome if we could go out sometime. and maybe get to second base"
jihyun is quiet, and junhyung thinks he might have blown it with the second base comment (the love part of his brain is sometimes connected to the dick part, he can't help it), before her pretty face lights up with a brilliant smile and he's kind of blinded.
she giggles as she presses a chaste kiss against his cheek.
"took you long enough, oppa" she mumbles against his skin, and junhyung thinks that maybe he really is whipped.
(junhyung's not stupid.
he sees how dongwoon's eyes always follow jihyun when she's in their dorm, how hyunseung tries to distance himself from her. he hears doojoon's seriousness under his playful if you hurt jihyun i'll have to kill you.
his heart sometimes aches to think that he's hurting his bandmates, his brothers, by being with the girl they're all in love with.
but then jihyun rests her head against his chest, humming a low tune and fingers entwined through his, and junhyung thinks that maybe he could live with it.)
dongwoon/jihyun, hyunseung/jihyun, doojoon/jihyun, junhyung/jihyun
pg-13, ~2142w
three people that fell in love with jihyun and never told her, and one that did
i. dongwoon
dongwoon is fresh out of high school when he enters cube, filled with high hopes and big dreams of becoming korea's next superstar.
when he finds out he has to compete against hundreds of trainees just to even get into the practice studios, dongwoon starts to think that maybe, just maybe, being a star wasn't worth it.
he almost wants to give up, when a pretty, fresh-faced girl bumps shoulders with him when he comes out of vocal training.
"i heard you in there. you're really good. dongwoon, right?" her eyes curve into crescent moons and her smile is sincere, and for a moment, dongwoon is mesmerised.
"a-ah, yes - thank you" he stammers, flushing as he bows.
she laughs, bright and lilting, before an instructor hollers for the next batch of trainees to come in.
"well i have to go now. i'll see you around, i guess" she waves cheerily, before her pretty eyes light up again. "oh - i'm jihyun by the way"
she flashes him another brilliant smile before she flutters off, leaving dongwoon in a mess of butterflies and pounding heartbeats.
jihyun.
he might not become a star, he might not be able to handle the training, the competition, the work that comes with following his dreams, but he has something worth looking forward to classes now.
the name stays with him long after, after she debuts in 4minute and he's put in B2ST.
they still bump into each other in the cube building, easy smiles and jihyun's bright laughter, and dongwoon thinks it was kind of like fate that he met someone like her when he thought he wasn't going to make it, because he did, and she did and now it's no longer a dream, but a reality, for the both of them.
(dongwoon knows he could've asked her out, have jihyun say yes and maybe have a couple months of pure, unadulterated happiness.
maybe it was his own shyness, his own fears, or just the fact that it was too much to risk at the time, but he didn't.
he sees her today, laughing and smiling and fingers laced through another, and knows that he's lost his chance years ago, after she first smiled at him.)
ii. hyunseung
hyunseung knows what being overlooked, being overshadowed, being ignored, can do a person.
their eyes dim, their smiles grow faker and their hearts grow heavier. he's gone through this before, with being in big bang and then not-being in big bang, with being in B2ST and then being in B2ST, the recycled idols band. it's been a vicious cycle, but hyunseung's made it out practically unscathed, and he's kind of proud of that.
so when he finds out jihyun, sweet, pretty jihyun, is relegated to the back with the least lines and the least screentime, hyunseung knows it won't be long before she breaks.
he finds her curled up in a corner of a recording studio, holding back wracking sobs. they don't know each other very well, just polite greetings and a couple dancing tips here and there, but he'd be a douchebag if he ignored a pretty girl crying.
"jihyun-ah?" he quietly slides down next to her, fingers resting on her shoulder awkwardly.
her eyes are red-rimmed and her bottom lip is trembling, but she still finds it in herself to smile at him.
"i'm okay, really. you don't have to worry about me hyunseung-oppa. i'll be fine" her voice wavers at the last word, but she offers him a watery laugh and it kind of breaks his heart.
"you don't have to be, you know" he says softly. "it's okay to be angry, it's okay to resent your bandmates, but it's not okay to lock it up inside of you. it'll eat away at your insides and before you know it, you'll go batshit crazy on music core and that'll be the screentime you don't want"
jihyun giggles, and something inside of hyunseung swells. she looks up at him from under thick lashes, cheeks pink and eyes bright, and his heart does this funny fluttering thing.
"thank you, oppa. you didn't have to come and find me and make me feel better, but you did and - thank you" her voice is quiet and sincere and hyunseung thinks he can get used to the way she looks at him.
hyunseung smiles, soft and reassuring, and they sit beside each other in a silence only they can understand.
(they become each other's closest confidant when it comes to these things, like when jihyun is cut from the choreography or hyunseung gets backlash from big bang fans.
sometimes jihyun rests her head on his shoulder, and hyunseung wonders if she can hear his racing heartbeat.
he wants to take her hand in his, trace his name on her palm and press his lips to her fingertips.
but he doesn't, because he's not going to risk losing this, this friendship, this camaraderie that revolves around their careers, or lack thereof.
that, and it's kind of taboo to hit on your best friend's girlfriend.)
iii. doojoon
doojoon's never told anyone, but in the first week of being leader of B2ST, he wanted to quit.
it felt like too much work, trying to keep their hopes and his intact, trying to always take care of them, make sure their spirits weren't down and their choreography was perfect, and pretend like it wasn't hard work at all.
doojoon thinks he could've broken down if it wasn't for jihyun.
he's just finished mediating a petty argument between yosoeb and kikwang (they could be such children) and in the process of bringing six lunchboxes to the practice rooms when a pair of hands takes one off the top of his pile.
doojoon is about to cut a bitch when he meets jihyun's smiling eyes. his eyes soften, his anger and frustration at cube, B2ST and life in general dying down. jihyun raises an eyebrow.
"what's up, doojoonie? you look like you're going to cut a bitch" she says bluntly.
he laughs, offering her a small, tired smile.
"nothing, jihyun-ah. just...taking care of leader stuff" he shrugs.
jihyun nods silently, before helping him with the lunchboxes. he sighs in relief. it feels lighter when he doesn't have to shoulder everything. they walk towards the studios, talking about his upcoming debut and new songs and choreography. it feels like it's been ages since they've caught up. jihyun used to be such an integral part of his life, always there to help him up when he fell in dance practice, always there to make fun of his silly sport obsession, always there to make sure he called his parents when he said he would, that when she started to focus on her debut and stopped visiting so often, doojoon felt kind of lost.
"you know," she starts casually, and doojoon knows she's going onto a very serious subject when she's trying to be this light-hearted. "you don't always have to take responsibility for everything"
doojoon scoffs disbelievingly.
"but i'm leader. i'm supposed to take responsibility" he reasons.
jihyun rolls her eyes.
"yeah, for the major, deal-making, heartbreaking stuff, but not this" she gestures at the lunchboxes. "this is something anyone can do, that your boys can do on their own"
"but...i'm the leader" he says, not quite understanding.
"but they're not children" she replies easily, eyes twinkling.
they stop in front of his studio and she hands him back all the lunchboxes. she chuckles as she watches him struggles to hold them all.
"bye, oppa. say hi to your mum for me!" she waves cheerily before hyunah and jiyoon burst out of their room, dragging her inside.
doojoon stays stockstill for a moment, before he laughs. there was a reason why his mother would say jihyun was lot brighter than him. he opens the door to find five boys, peering up at him expectantly from their places on the floor.
he throws the lunchboxes at their head, feeling lighter than he had in weeks.
"yah! get your own lunches next time, you douchebags!"
(doojoon delegates tasks and makes kikwang and yosoeb put on a play to make up for wasting his time, and thinks maybe he should just listen to jihyun more often.
he doesn't, however, think about how pretty she's grown up to become and how she still laughs at his jokes, despite how stupid they are.
this is jihyun, his sister, his friend, his partner-in-crime.
he's not going to do anything to change that.)
iv. junhyung
for the first time in a long time, junhyung is the one who gets butterflies.
he's so used to being approached, watching the girl trip over her words and flush prettily, before he suavely takes over and they go out for lunch (and a little something later, if you catch his drift).
so when he finds himself stuttering in front of jihyun, 4minute's oh-so-gorgeous leader, he knows she's something different.
she's quiet and shy and cute and funny and a whole bunch of other contradictions. her eyes curve into crescent moons and her laugh is sweet and clear, and junhyung has this urge to bottle it up and keep it by his heart forever.
kikwang and yosoeb are merciless in their teasing, calling him whipped and junhyungie's in loooove ~ like little children. dongwoon sometimes joins in half-heartedly. doojoon tells them off for being so loud, his eyes hard. hyunseung is quiet.
but all junhyung can think about is jihyun's fingers brushing against his and a quiet i'll see you later, oppa.
so when everyone is asleep, he does the stupidest, most desperate thing he can think of -
- he sneaks out to 4minute's dorm.
he's wearing a dark hoodie and ridiculous sunglasses, but junhyung doesn't really care as he presses the doorbell. a disgruntled hyunah opens the door, and with a you are so weird, oppa, jihyun-unnie would never go out with you, she agrees to fetch her leader.
jihyun comes out, rubbing at her eyes. her hair is mussed and she's wearing tatty pyjamas, but junhyung doesn't think he's ever seen anyone more beautiful.
"h-hi" he stutters, flushing red under her confused stare.
"junhyung-oppa? what are you doing here...at 2am?" she squints sleepily at him, her lips forming into a pout and junhyung can't help but stare.
"i-i don't really know. well - i do, but it's just probably not a good enough reason to wake you up - you know, i'm just gonna go now" he mumbles, and begins to make his embarrassing exit, when she lays a warm hand on his arm.
"junhyungie" her voice is soft and kind, and the way she says his name send shivers down his spine. "tell me what was so important you couldn't wait until tomorrow. today. whatever - just talk to me, oppa"
her eyes are clear and she's just so tiny in front of him that he can't help but lean down and kiss her. she makes a small, breathy gasp of surprise, before she kisses him back, fingers threading through his hair. his hands curl around her waist as he takes in her bottom lip, sucking and nibbling purposefully. jihyun sighs in his mouth, sweeping her tongue over his. it's slow and burning and falling and junhyung doesn't ever want it to stop.
but it does, when oxygen becomes vital and they pull apart, gasping for air. jihyun is flushed, cheeks pink and eyes unusually bright. junhyung presses his forehead against hers, fingers lacing through hers.
"i like you, okay? i like you a lot. i know it sounds really stupid and lame, and i'm usually a lot better at this, but this - this is all i have. i - i like you, jihyun-ah. and it would kind be really awesome if we could go out sometime. and maybe get to second base"
jihyun is quiet, and junhyung thinks he might have blown it with the second base comment (the love part of his brain is sometimes connected to the dick part, he can't help it), before her pretty face lights up with a brilliant smile and he's kind of blinded.
she giggles as she presses a chaste kiss against his cheek.
"took you long enough, oppa" she mumbles against his skin, and junhyung thinks that maybe he really is whipped.
(junhyung's not stupid.
he sees how dongwoon's eyes always follow jihyun when she's in their dorm, how hyunseung tries to distance himself from her. he hears doojoon's seriousness under his playful if you hurt jihyun i'll have to kill you.
his heart sometimes aches to think that he's hurting his bandmates, his brothers, by being with the girl they're all in love with.
but then jihyun rests her head against his chest, humming a low tune and fingers entwined through his, and junhyung thinks that maybe he could live with it.)