Hyouka (Part 2)
--->Part 1<---
When they entered Doojoon’s sister home Junhyung felt a strange feeling building in his chest, which was caused by a little girl with long straight black hair, plum lips, rosy cheeks and the same beautiful eyes Junhyung sees everyday on Doojoon’s face run to his classmate with arms wide and clinging to the boy’s neck, while she gets picked up from the same goofy boy, who right now gave off totally different vibe. But the feeling got more intense when the same girl turned to Junhyung and smiled widely at him stretching her arms in his direction. Doojoon only laughed and moved towards Junhyung, which helped the girl to reach the blond and put her little, soft fingers on his lips, staring at them with fascinations. Junhyung was really not sure what to do, so he stayed in place and when the girl turned to Doojoon again, to whisper in his ear and giggle, Junhyung scratched his neck.
“She said your lips are like heart.” Doojoon explain and earned a pout from the girl in his arms. “Oh, Junhyung, this is Ji Eun, my little cute and adorable niece.” Doojoon said proudly and the girl giggled again, snuggling in her uncle’s arms. The blond smiled and bended forward, poking the girl’s nose.
“Hello, Ji Eun.”
“Hello.” Said the girl bashfully and hid in Doojoon’s arms.
“Oh, Doo-Doo you’re back.” a woman’s voice came which caused Junhyung to snicker and Doojoon to whine.
“This is Junhyung, my friend.” Junhyung bowed slightly at the woman before him and he really expected for her to look at him judgingly, but she only smiled and gave her hand for a shake.
“Nice to meet you, Junhyung. I’m Doori.” The boy took the hand and smiled the best he could, expressing his gratitude for her hostility. “Aw, don’t mention it. Doojoon’s friends are always welcomed.”
Doori’s husband was not that welcoming as she was, but he wasn’t rude with the blond. Yes - he didn’t leave his eyes off the boy when Ji Eun was glued to him and wanted to play with him, but it was normal. In his place Junhyung would be cautious too. Actually he would be like a guard dog because Ji Eun was an angel and she had to be protected by all cost. And the hugs she gave Junhyung were all warm despite her little body and he felt so happy by just a smile directed at him. She was precious and for once Junhyung blessed the Yoon family for having such heart-warming smiles.
“I’m jealous.” Pouted Doojoon as he sat on the bed they were supposed to share, shirtless. Junhyung only rolled his eyes and lied next to Doojoon staring at the ceiling. “I thought kids didn’t like you.”
“They don’t. Your niece is some exception like you are.” When the words left Junhyung’s mouth Doojoon turned to him, the long face gone in an instant and the curious smile adoring his lips.
“I’m an exception?” he asked with eyebrows raised. Junhyung just stared at him for a minute and opened his mouth to speak, when his phone rang. Today his phone was doing miracles, and Junhyung hoped it won’t be only for Christmas, because it was really helpful sometimes. He sighed and reached to it lazily, expecting it to be Jinki.
It was Yoseob.
Junhyung immediately stood up and dashed to the balcony (hopefully there was one in the room). He turned to Doojoon and told him to keep quiet as he went out and picked up the call.
“Yes?” he asked hesitantly. Yoseob never called him on holidays.
“Where are you?” the other boy was obviously annoyed. Junhyung ruffled his hair and took a breath. Damn he had to lie to him now.
“At some friend of Jinki’s in another district. We got stuck by the snow. Why?” the door to the balcony opened at that moment and Junhyung saw Doojoon leaning on the doorframe frowning. The man made an attempt to open his mouth, but he closed it soon enough, when Junhyung raised his hand and looked at him pleadingly.
“I didn’t know you had other friends, Junnie.” Yoseob’s voice teased and Junhyung closed his eyes, gritting his teeth.
“The only friend I have is Jinki.” Retorted Junhyung and he looked at Doojoon apologetically. The man only sighed and shook his head, but stayed on his place.
“Oh, well. The guys wanted to gather for a party with everyone and told me to call you, but since you’re not here. Bye.” And the call ended. Junhyung sighed and crouched, hands in his hair.
“Who was it?” asked Doojoon and Junhyung only sighed. When the black haired boy didn’t receive any answer he got inside. Junhyung followed soon after and he saw Doojoon lying on the bed, his feet still reaching the floor. He turned to look at Junhyung but soon turned his attention back to the ceiling. “I guess I’m not an exception.” Then he sat up and reached to his phone.
“It was Yoseob.” Junhyung answered, still standing next to the door. “The director’s son.” At that Doojoon turned to Junhyung with wide, questioning eyes. “I’m not the gang’s leader. Yoseob is and because he is and he hates being on the front row he picked me to be his puppet. Only a few people know including Jinki.”
“Why did you lie to him though?” asked the male on the bed and Junhyung really didn’t know why he was telling him. He brought his hands to his hair, ruffling it and grunting and not knowing what to do. At some point Doojoon had stood up and moved to Junhyung, locking the blond’s wrists in his hold. “Junhyung?”
“I’m his puppet.” Junhyung whispered while staring into Doojoon’s black orbs. “I do what he wants. If I make friends he pushes them away, if I date he takes them away. If I don’t obey I’m finished.” Junhyung pulled his hands away and again dug his fingers in his hair. “You don’t need me as a friend. You’re gonna be taken away too.” the boy whispered and Doojoon hugged him, keeping him still and just staying there for him.
“I won’t be taken away.” Junhyung fisted Doojoon’s shirt and closed his eyes, resting his forehead on Doojoon’s chest. “What kind of delinquent are you?” the other then laughed and moved, releasing Junhyung and pushing him to lie down on the bed.
“You’re a bad influence. I became a whiny kid since I met you.” Junhyung said hugging his pillow and looking in the direction of Doojoon, who was slipping under the sheets too.
“Only after you met me?” teased Doojoon and turned to look at Junhyung. The blond only rolled his eyes and hit Doojoon in the shoulder, his worried expression not leaving his face. “It took me long enough to get here. I’m not leaving your side.” Those were Yoon Doojoon’s last words before the boy closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Soon after Junhyung feel asleep too, but right before sleep consumed all of him he felt something warm enveloping him, which was the last drop for taking his mind into dream land.
When Junhyung woke up in the morning Doojoon was shaking him awake and there was a tray of food on the nightstand next to his head. He turned to the dark haired male and glared at him, which by some strange reason caused Doojoon to laugh.
“You look so cute.” He then screeched and pinched Junhyung’s cheek, which caused the other to grab the pillow next to his and hit the taller male a several times with it. “Okay, okay, sorry!” with that Junhyung calmed down and sat on the bed with his back rested on the headboard.
“I’m not your boyfriend, you know?” the blond asked reaching for a sandwich and munching on it.
“Yea, I know. I just felt like doing it.” Answered Doojoon, head lying in Junhyung’s lap and eyes closed. Junhyung watched him like that for a few seconds before the other opened one of his eyes and looked up at Junhyung. “You’re not retorting back?”
“I just…” Junhyung puffed his cheeks and his hand absentmindedly went to play with Doojoon’s hair. “I wonder if I hate you or if I’m grateful.”
“What do you mean?”
“I haven’t talked with Seunghyun for about a year, then you’re there and I pick up his call. I haven’t told anyone anything about school, but you’re there when Yoseob calls and I tell you everything. I don’t talk about my mum and my supposed sibling, but you bring me to your sister’s place and there is Ji Eun and I wonder if I have such a cute sister somewhere…”
“You must obviously love me.” Doojoon smiles widely and Junhyung pulls his hair, making the boy wince. “I want Hyouka whenever you act like this.” Whined Doojoon and rubbed his head.
“Huh?”
“Hyouka - Ice cream. It’s a word my sister told me when we were in Japan. When you want to scream… Do you want to use it? This way I will be the only one to know if you want to shout at the top of your lungs.”
“No thanks.” Snickered Junhyung and rested his other hand on Doojoon’s chest.
“Oh, come on.” Whined Doojoon and poked the blond. Just then in the room ran Ji Eun and climbed on the bed, giving both boys a good morning kiss and sitting next to Junhyung, hugging his waist. Doojoon rested his body on his elbows and watched the picture in front of him while Junhyung was playing with Ji Eun’s hair.
“Uncle, will you marry Junhyung-oppa?” Ji Eun asked all of a sudden, after gulping the sandwich Junhyung fed her with. Both of them looked her in shock, though Doojoon composed himself faster than Junhyung.
“Why do you ask this?” the uncle asked his little niece, taking her in his lap and brushing her hair aside.
“Because married people sleep together, but mummy and daddy said you’re not married and I really like Junhyung-oppa. And then I will call him uncle too and he will come visit me more often.” The girl said and struggled out of Doojoon’s lap to go and hug the other boy on the bed.
“Now I don’t want to marry him, since he’s stealing my niece’s love.” The male puffed his cheeks and furrowed his eyebrows and it caused Junhyung to laugh. Ji Eun only stuck her tongue out at him and then ran to her mum to complain that Doojoon isn’t listening to her.
“Now you don’t want to marry me? Like you ever wanted.” The blond laughed again, but before he knew it he was lying down and Doojoon was straddling him, face inches away from Junhyung’s.
“What’s so funny?” the other male asked, expression serious and stern.
“Doojoon don’t joke around.” Junhyung tried to laugh it off but Doojoon’s expression didn’t budge.
“I’m not.” And with that he leaned down and locked his lips with Junhyung’s. It was a brief and unsure kiss that only lasted for a few seconds. When Doojoon looked again at Junhyung, the blond averted his eyes and he was sure his face blushed, because the heat he felt in his cheeks was not normal.
“Hyouka…” mumbled the blond and hid his face behind his hands. He heard Doojoon chuckle and the man on top of him removed the hands hiding his face.
“Later.” And Doojoon leaned again to kiss the blond.
“Who told you to do it again?” grunted Junhyung when Doojoon retreated after a few seconds.
“You haven’t started beating me up, so I’m taking advantage of the situation.” Doojoon smiled tenderly at Junhyung and the delinquent sighed, fisting Doojoon’s shirt and bringing him down for another kiss.
“You’re the biggest exception in my life.” Mumbled Junhyung before Ji Eun rushed in the room and started jumping from joy and shouting that her uncle was marring her Junhyung-oppa, which caused Junhyung to kick Doojoon off of him and on the ground.
After the commotion that morning Doojoon had to explain to his sister what exactly happened and that’s when Junhyung figured that Doojoon’s family was weird, because the girl just hugged the blond and asked him to take care of her brother.
Now both boys were walking, hand in hand, to the station where Jinki was supposed to wait for them with Taemin. Junhyung looked at their joined hands and pursed his lips in thought. He didn’t mind it. Not one bit and Doojoon’s hand was bigger than his own. The feeling was kind of strange, but not unwanted. Junhyung shifted his hand and intertwined their fingers wanting to know if the feel will be different. And it was, but not the unpleasant different. Actually it made his chest feel fuzzy.
“What’s with you?” Doojoon’s voice came and Junhyung’s head shot up in an instant. He bit his lower lip before he looked ahead of them again.
“It’s weird.” Mumbled the boy and Doojoon bumped into him lightly.
“You’re so romantic that I have no words to express it.” the black haired boy snickered and this time it was Junhyung’s turn to bump him.
“But it is weird… dating you of all people.”
“Why?” Doojoon suddenly asked and stopped in his tracks, pulling Junhyung to look at him. “What’s so weird about it?” his eyebrows were furrowed.
“It’s because it’s you. I don’t know, Doojoon, I mean…” Junhyung took a deep breath and then looked at his now boyfriend in the eyes, frowning. “We were friends just a couple of hours ago and now…”
“I’m your boyfriend.” Doojoon answered and cupped Junhyung’s face. “Don’t tell me you don’t want this?” Junhyung shook his head ‘no’ and the black haired boy leaned forward pecking the heart-shaped lips of his boyfriend.
“Not in public.” Junhyung mumbled when they pulled apart.
“I like you. And I don’t care what others think. If I want to kiss you I will kiss you.” Junhyung only grunted and continued walking down the road, hands in his pockets. “Hey, give me your hand.” Whined Doojoon and pulled Junhyung’s elbow, trying to get his hand out.
“We’re almost at the station… I want to tell Jinki later.”
“You’re the worst boyfriend someone can have, I swear.” Doojoon said exasperated and puffed his cheeks.
Five minutes after they met Jinki the long haired boy asked if Doojoon liked Junhyung’s present, which the blond forgot to give to his boyfriend and the taller male looked angrily at the blond. Junhyung hurriedly took out the wrapped present form his backpack and the moment Doojoon unwrapped it his eyes shone with happiness and he put the white and blue knitted hat on his head proudly. Then he smiled at Junhyung and wiggled his eyebrows, which caused the blond to hit him lightly.
“That’s why I wanted to give it to you when we part.”
“Aish, I can’t believe you.” Doojoon rolled his eyes and put his hands in his pockets. Junhyung only sighed and then turned to Jinki, who only smiled at them. Then Junhyung bit his lower lip in thought. After a few minutes he grabbed Doojoon’s sleeve and pulled the boy to him, pecking his cheek. Doojoon turned to him wide eyed and then turned to Jinki who had the same expression and then back to Junhyung, who had his head buried in his jacket’s collar. “You…”
“If I want to kiss you I will kiss you. I thought I was your boyfriend?” at that Doojoon smiled widely and hugged the boy, who trashed in his hold. “Yoon Doojoon, let me down!”
* * *
It continued for one week. One week where Doojoon would sneak into Junhyung’s house (he met Junhyung’s dad officially as the blond’s boyfriend too), where Doojoon would kidnap Junhyung into secluded toilet stalls just to sneak a kiss from the blond, where they would meet in the woods in the abandoned field and they would cuddle or play soccer or just sit down and talk. Apparently Junhyung was from the cuddly type of boyfriend according to Doojoon. His boyfriend told him he had just the perfect body to be wrapped in someone’s arms, preferably only his from now on, so Doojoon liked to cuddle with him a lot. It’s not that Junhyung minded - being in Doojoon’s arms felt nice.
But it continued only for a week. Because that’s the amount of time Yoseob took to figure it out. To figure why Junhyung was always grinning, why was he constantly on his phone and why did he disappear so often.
Now they were five blocks down from Junhyung’s house, and the blond thought it was strange for Yoseob to be this near his home, well that was until Yoseob stopped and punched Junhyung, sending him to the ground.
“You were such an obedient dog, what happened, Junnie?” he asked, voice cold and rubbing his fist. Junhyung knitted his eyebrows and tried to figure what exactly upset Yoseob. “You know I don’t mind girls. Girls are fine. I can smile and bat my eyelashes a little and they’re mine. I can steal them from you. But a boy? Really? I don’t want to even know if people find out about this. Disgusting.” The other blond casted him an irate glare and clicked his tongue. He moved to Junhyung and kicked him in the ribs. He insulted him and kicked him and punched him, until Junhyung’s body was folded on the floor from pain, struggling for breath and grunting from pain. Junhyung knew better than to return the punches to the person assaulting him. “I’ll give ya another chance.” The little devil smiled and rested his hand on his hip. “Break up with the guy. You have… how many? Two-three months? Later do what you want, until you graduate, you’re my pet. And it’s not like he won’t be next if you don’t listen.” And with that Yoseob left.
After Junhyung somehow got to his home and plopped on the bed, he took out his phone from his pocket and wrote a fast, short message to Doojoon.
To: +82******
I want to break up.
Short and simple. He pushed the sent button and tried to swallow the big lump in his throat that formed all of a sudden. He tossed his phone somewhere in the room and turned around, covering himself with a blanket. He was a dog, no - a slave to Yoseob. He knew he was a slave to the boy, yet he decided to let himself get close with Doojoon, to fall for the boy.
Yes, he did fall for him; otherwise Doojoon was going to be beaten up to a pulp the moment he kissed Junhyung and now the blond kind of regrets not saying it to him. He really liked Doojoon. The boy was a person that is hard not to fall for with his permanent smile and goofy attitude and his pushiness, that Junhyung was glad was there, because otherwise they would’ve never gotten where they are… were.
Junhyung heard his phone buzz on the floor, but he ignored it and closed his eyes. It will continue for awhile and Junhyung will have to skip some days of school. What was done to him would help for explanation to his father. He grunted as he shifted a little on the bed and then got up, heading to the bathroom to clean his wounds and apply something to the places that were bound to get purple.
By the time he got back to his room he had ten missed calls and 5 messages, the last of which stating ‘I’m coming over, don’t you dare run.’ And truthfully just when Junhyung finished reading the text the doorbell rang. Junhyung stood frozen, gazing at the door of his room blankly until he received another message.
From: +82******
I’ll wait ‘till your dad comes home. You know he will let me in.
At that Junhyung ruffled his hair and dashed down, stopping right in front of the front door, knowing that beyond it was Doojoon. He reached for the handle, but stopped himself right before he grabbed it. He dug his fingers in his hair again then and bit his lip, unable to think of a rational exit of this. He had to break up with him for both their goods, but he really didn’t want to.
“Doojoon, just leave.” He whimpered and put down his hands, fisting them.
“Open the door.” Was all the other male said and the tone he said it with was so poisonous it made Junhyung wonder if on the other side was the boy he knew for almost half a year by now. Without thinking much Junhyung reached for the handle and opened the door, letting a furious Doojoon in, who pinned the blond to the wall and Junhyung could swear he saw such poison in the dark haired one’s eyes for a second he thought the boy was possessed. But that poison vanished in thin air the second Doojoon took a good look of Junhyung and instead of yelling at him and shoving him deeper into the wall he pulled him and hugged him tight, closing the door with one of his hands and later leading the blond boy to his room where he made him lay down. “It was Yoseob, wasn’t it?” asked Doojoon and Junhyung only nodded, turning around from the boy and covering his body.
“It’s for the best really. It’s not like we will be forever together. You will find yourself a girlfriend someday and have an adorable little girl like Ji Eun who you will shower with love. The sooner we end this the better.” Junhyung whispered and hug the cover over his body tighter, almost hiding his head.
“You’re not being serious.” Answered Doojoon and that coldness in his voice appeared again. Junhyung didn’t say a thing and in the end the black haired boy turned him around, so their eyes could meet, and Doojoon leaned down, kissing Junhyung’s chapped lips. “I love you.” He whispered, lips touching with Junhyung’s and then he leaned his forehead on the blond’s one. “I really love you and I don’t think you get it, but this is not a whim of a high schooler. And yes I will have an adorable daughter like Ji Eun who I will shower with love, but I want you to be there next to me and shower her with love too and I don’t care that for it to happen I have to adopt the kid, because I want you there with me.” Then Doojoon kissed Junhyung’s eye that was probably getting purple by now; then his nose and lastly - his lips. “If you want to break up with me give me a legit reason.” Junhyung bit the inside of his cheek and wrapped his hands around Doojoon, pulling him close and burring his head in the crook of the black haired one’s neck.
“You’re thinking too ahead…” he murmured and felt Doojoon’s hand wrap around his waist, pulling him to a sitting position.
“I know. And you’re tied for a long time.” The playfulness in his boyfriend’s voice came back and Junhyung’s hold got stronger.
“I like you.” The blond whispered and he heard Doojoon chuckling, which made him hit the boy on the back of his head. “Don’t laugh.”
“You wouldn’t have dated me if you didn’t, silly.” Doojoon retorted back and pecked again Junhyung’s lips. “I will handle Yoseob, but you have to do something for me.”
“What?” asked Junhyung’ furrowing his eyebrows and detaching himself from Doojoon.
“Make it so only the people who know about Yoseob being the leader are there tomorrow at lunch.” Said the boy and his face features hardened, making him look stern.
“What are yo…”
“Just do it and let me handle it.”
“Doojoon, tell me.” It was Junhyung’s turn to be serious and he knew what Doojoon was planning, which didn’t appeal to him at all. “If you’re going to fight him, forget it! I can’t beat him and I’m pretty strong.” Doojoon sighed and turned his back on Junhyung, elbows rested on his knees and head hidden in his palms.
“There is a reason I was called 사지in Japan.” The boy started and Junhyung stood still, listening carefully. “I was the head delinquent in H High in Tokyo, which was the strongest school in the city.” He turned to Junhyung then and smiled bitterly. “The delinquents harassed one of my friends and when they put him in hospital I went mad and took them over. I really tortured them later as their leader. They started calling me 사자because I looked lazy and easy, but I was quite hard to beat up and they learned it the hard way. But my family decided to return to Korea, so I decided to throw that image away.” Doojoon reached for Junhyung’s lips, caressing them tenderly and then he looked the boy in the eyes. “I can beat him. Just believe in me.” Junhyung sighed and shook his head.
“His dad is the director, you know, right?”
“So what? My grandpa is the chairman.” Doojoon shrugged nonchalantly and Junhyung’s jaw dropped.
“What?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” Junhyung shook his head ‘no’ and continued to stare unbelievingly. “Oh…” was all Doojoon said before he was pinned to the bed with Junhyung straddling him and hitting him in a way that won’t harm the boy. At some point though, Junhyung found himself underneath Doojoon with the black haired boy attacking his neck and making him giggle.
“Junhyung?” suddenly came Junhyung’s dad voice and the blond pushed Doojoon aside, jumping from the bed and heading to the door, where in a minute his dad appeared. Doojoon greeted him leisurely from the bed, where he was sitting, and Junhyung glared at him. His dad was somehow okay with all this, but his boyfriend didn’t have to feel so much at home. “What happened to you?” his dad asked and cupped his son’s face and Junhyung only pulled back smiling.
“Nothing I won’t fix.” He assured his dad and patted his shoulder. “Is there something wrong?” he then asked seeing his father’s sullen face. The man looked at Doojoon, who was still sitting on the bed and smiling. “You can talk.” Assured him the blond and the man went to Junhyung’s desk chair to sit down, his son going to sit on the bed.
“I know you don’t want to hear this but… your mother called me.” At that Junhyung sighed and rolled his eyes and Doojoon poked him, making a face telling him to listen. “Her new husband doesn’t want the kid. She asked me if I can take care of it for a few days…”
“Dad!” Junhyung yelled and stood up. “She leaves you, and me, for some random guy who got her pregnant and now she dumps her kid on us! Are you insane!? No! You’re not taking it in!” yelled the boy, Doojoon pulling him to sit down, and Junhyung just shooing him off.
“The kid has no fault.” His dad insisted but Junhyung only scoffed.
“Why us?”
“Her parents don’t want to see her and she said she trusts us with the kid… Think rationally, Junhyung, it’s a three years old girl. Won’t she feel more secure with a relative?”
“I don’t believe you, dad. She left us.” Insisted the youngster but his dad only smiled. The elder stood up and went to his son, patting his head.
“That little girl carries my son’s blood. Even if I’m mad at your mother, I can’t blame the girl. And if your mom decides to abandon her I will gladly take her in, because I want to know that my dear son’s only sibling is living well. I don’t want the girl feeling like you did when your mother left.” With that the man left the room and Junhyung staring blankly at his back.
“Your dad is the best.” Doojoon murmured resting his head on Junhyung’s shoulder, after the blond sat down.
“He’s too soft. And what’s with all the news today?” the blond huffed.
“At least now you know you have a baby sister.” Grinned Doojoon and Junhyung hit him, laughing. “You smiled!” the black haired boy cheered, tackling Junhyung on the bed again. “Oh, I so want to meet your sister. If she’s like you she will be such a doll.”
“Do I look feline?” asked Junhyung, glaring at the Doojoon.
“No, you’re handsome of course. But a girl version of you has to be beautiful.” At that Junhyung laughed again and pulled Doojoon by the collar, planting a kiss on the boy’s lips.
* * *
On the next day everyone who Doojoon wanted were gathered on the rooftop (Junhyung had arranged for all the new guys to be absent without Yoseob’s knowledge somehow) and the boy bargained that if he wins a match against Yoseob he will get Junhyung and Yoseob will leave him alone. Yoseob of course agreed, too confident in his skills, and threatened Junhyung that he will make his life a pain after he finishes with his ‘knight-in-shining-armor’.
Doojoon beat the life out of the director’s son without getting a scratch and he warned the blond delinquent that if he nears Junhyung he will ruin him for sure, which left the people there to cheer and Junhyung to blush and nag at Doojoon for being this slick. Jinki on the other hand announced that if his best friend is out he’s out too and left the rooftop with the couple.
The same day after their class ended Doojoon insisted on dying Junhyung’s hair a chestnut color as commemorating a new beginning and as to not scare Jun’s little sister and the boy agreed, because the blond was killing his hair, not because he was eager to not scared the little girl that apparently was going to live with them for a few weeks starting the end of the week.
“I’m sure you will love her.” Commented Doojoon as he played with Junhyung’s freshly dyed hair.
“I’m not.” The boy sulkily answered to that and slapped Doojoon’s hand away.
But he did. He fell in love with the girl, who was hiding behind his mother (who he was not happy to see at all), the moment he saw her and her gummy smile directed at him. Her name was Hyosung and she was nothing like Junhyung, according to him, but Doojoon said she was a beautiful flower and that he was correct in his guess. And yes she was beautiful. Ji Eun was beautiful too, but unlike Ji Eun Hyosung was more of a beautiful than she was cute and Ji Eun was more of a cute than beautiful. But maybe he was biased, because after all Hyosung was his little sister and damn him if he ever denies that again. He crouched in front of the girl and extended his hand for her to take and she took it a little hesitantly, but when she did he smiled at her and she gave her full eye smile to him.
“Hello, I’m Junhyung.” He said when the girl took a few steps to him.
“I’m Hyosung.” The girl said eyes shining.
“Hyosung dear, this is your big brother.” Junhyung’s mother said, but he didn’t even glance at her. His eyes were fixed on the girl who looked at their mom and then at him questioningly and when he nodded to confirm the statement the girl’s mouth formed an ‘o’ shape and she jumped on Junhyung’s neck, her little arms wrapping thigh around him and not letting go.
“She really wanted to meet her big brother.” Their mom said, but yet again Junhyung didn’t look at her. He combed his little sister’s hair and picked her up blowing air in her face and making her giggle.
“Say ‘bye’ to mum, Hyosung.” He said and the girl turned to the woman, saying ‘bye-bye’, after which Junhyung took the girl to his room, where she was going to sleep, leaving the woman at the door to talk to his father. Doojoon was following suit, with Hyosung’s luggage, and making faces at the girl, who laughed at the weird boy she had yet to meet.
When the night came and they put the girl to sleep, Junhyung stayed next to her to watch her sleep and Doojoon back hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder.
“I told you - you will love her.”
“I hate how you’re always right.” Junhyung whined, leaning in the warm embrace.
“But you love me.” Junhyung bit his lip and turned to Doojoon, whose eyes were fixed on the sleeping girl.
“If my mum doesn’t want her…” Junhyung started and gained Doojoon’s attention. “She will be 7 when we finish college, but let’s take her in?”
“I will be kind of young to have a 7 years old kid, but I would love to.” Answered Doojoon and tightened his hug on the boy. “I love you.”
Junhyung didn’t have to say anything: not their secret word or the confessions that got stuck in his throat. Doojoon knew them and he was going to wait for when Junhyung would be able to voice them out freely.
“I want Hyouka.” Pouted the black haired boy and bit Junhyung’s shoulder playfully.
“What?”
“My boyfriend is a cold-hearted person, so I want Hyouka.” He whined again and Junhyung scoffed.
Or maybe he wasn’t going to.
“I love you too, you lazy lion.”
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Everyone who reads GuardiANgel can hate me. Real hard at that. I just watched the anime 'Hyouka' and when the episode with explaining the name came out I was all 'oh my, why am I so stupid?' and then I thought to myself that with that in mind a great story can come out of it... it did came to me. So here it is - a freaking 11,441 words long 2jun oneshot that I think I messed up at the end from me. A friend of mine told me to make it into a chaptered fic, but I was really not in the mood for it, so I wrote it as oneshot.... Kill me....
I will get to GuardiANgels soon! I will work on it!