Bench Strangers - The Second Chapter
Author: whatisair / oohprettyboys
Pairing: Junseung in the future, kiwoon, dooseob in the future
Summary: He sat on top of the bench, Junhyung sat behind the bench. Of course they had to meet. There's a catch though, one is blind. A tiny tiny teeny weeny chapter-ed story. (warning: Extremely tiny)
Rating: PG
A/N: Not alot of junseung in this chapter cause I'm intro-ing doo :/ Aah Happy Birthday Yoon Doojoon >3<
“I'm Hyunseung...Jang Hyunseung.”
Junhyung let out a dreamy sigh, hands supporting his chin. He was in the university library, with Dongwoon and Kikwang. He finally found out what that beautiful stranger's name was, although that was all he knew. And that the boy, Hyunseung, was blind. We're still strangers, I guess. hm.. Hyunseung.. Seung.. nice name..
“Hyung!”
Son Dongwoon jumped in front of Junhyung, waving his hands wildly to get the other's attention. All he got in return was another dazed sigh. Dongwoon frowned and turned to Kikwang, who was silently giggling. “He's been stuck like this since yesterday.. when he finally grew the balls to talk to that blind guy.”
Kikwang let out a knowing smile, nodding at Junhyung, who was completely oblivious and stuck in his own thoughts of Hyunseung. “Woonie, let's just leave him in the library, we'll collect him after we're done with lessons~”
With that said, the giant-dwarf duo hopped away, not worried at all about their friend.
~~~-~~
When you leave someone like Yong Junhyung alone in a library, the only thing you can expect him to do, with all those nice books stacked around, is to....
“zzzz...uguh..hur..”
Sleep.
Other students threw weird stares at him. He had his head propped up against a small pile of books, and there was a thin line of drool traling out from his mouth. Of course he didn't care, he was stuck in dreamland. Until someone dropped a bag on his head.
There was a bit of silence as his snoring stopped. One shaky hand reached up to pull the bag off his head. And the head of the angry beast rose.
“YOON DOOJOON YOU FUCKING BASTARD WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO YOU THAT HURTS LIKE SHIT YOU ASSHOLE-”
He went no further than that, as Doojoon cupped a manly hand over his blabbering mouth, dragging him out of the library.
When he released Junhyung, the younger immediately stomped as hard as he could on his foot. He was still angry, but less angry now that Doojoon was hopping around hugging one foot, going ow ow ow ow like a mechanical bunny. He giggled angrily.
Doojoon sighed, frowning at Junhyung. “You know that you were screaming profanities in the library, right?”
Junhyung shrugged, glaring back at Doojoon. “I wouldn't have to scream them if someone didn't attack my head with a godamn heavy bag. I could have gotten a concusion, you stupid hyung.”
There was a bit of rough chuckle from Doojoon, and he rubbed Junhyung's owie as a form of apology. The younger just swatted his hand away, then arranged his hair nicely, wiping away the drool as well.
“Alright, how about I treat you to some nice coffee, and you can tell me all about that dream boy of yours? Woon wouldn't shut up about it. Oh, and they left for home already.”
Junhyung snorted and pulled Doojoon's arm from his shoulder, only to have the elder swing his arm back to his shoulder. They continued to tug and pull like this, all the while walking towards the nearby cafe.
Doojoon burst the door open, hands thrown up into the air like he was giving some grand entrance. Junhyung facepalmed behind him.
The waitresses and waiters knew Doojoon. I mean, if you went to the same university, you had to know Doojoon. He was the kind of guy that always made it into the top few for sports and studies, handsome and gentlemanly enough to make even the teachers swoon and faint. He made friends as easily as ABC, only because everyone wanted to be his friend. Yoon Doojoon, the most popular guy in school.
Yong Junhyung hated him right now.
“That's all you found out?! His name?! Jun, you suck at this.”
Doojoon took a gulp of his iced coffee, shaking his head profusely at Junhyung. He had just told him, with pink cheeks, about his encounter with Hyunseung. And he had been so proud of finding out the blind boy's name, until Doojoon trampled all over him.
“Well I'm sorry that I don't have flirting skills as good as the great Yoon Doo-bastard.”
He received an eyeroll from the older, and some silence as they both drank.
Junhyung let out another dreamy sigh. The few hundreth dreamy sigh he sighed everytime he thought about Hyunseung.
“Hyung.. he's not like, any other guy or girl I've met.. he's so different.. And it's not because he's blind, okay. There's some different .. aura? Yeah, an aura..”
He rested his chin on his hand, blinking at an amused Doojoon.
“Man, you are so in love.”
I know, I know.
“Are you gonna.. confess anytime soon?”
Junhyung almost choked on his coke (yes he ordered a coke), staring at Doojoon with shocked, wide eyes and bright red cheeks. The elder grinned, reaching a hand out to ruffle Junhyung's hair.
“You're so cute.”
After he was done coughing and wiping away the spilt coke, he was mentally stablilized enough to give a glare.
“Why are you asking me something like that?? I hardly know Hyunseung!!”
To that, Doojoon gave a knowing look and a nod. His expression became more serious, locking his eyes onto Junhyung. That made the younger shift uncomfortably, but unable to look away from the intense gaze.
Doojoon leaned in, more like shoved his face into Junhyung's personal space, eyes unblinking. Junhyung gave an innocent face, already blinking hard. When Doojoon spoke, Junhyung could feel the hot breath on his left cheek.
“Then you should forget about that guy, as soon as possible, before it starts to hurt.”
And he plopped right back into his own seat, sipping iced coffee like nothing happened. Junhyung noticed his death grip on his beloved coke can. He released it, not even knowing that he had been holding the can so tightly that his palms were red.
Junhyung looked up at Doojoon, eyebrows furrowed. He wanted to ask what the hell Doojoon meant by 'start to hurt', but a glance from the elder told him that the conversation was over. He could only let out a frustrated sigh.
“Hyung you're such a weird bastard. I hate you.”
The other only hummed in reply, his lips occupied by the cup of iced coffee. Junhyung downed his coke and crushed the can, unknowingly frowning. Doojoon's eyes never moved away from the younger.
What the hell is Doojoon thinking.....?
He wanted to laugh it off, wanted to ask Doojoon why so serious like the joker he is supposed to be, wanted to punch Doojoon just to show him that he wasn't that affected by his words..
He can't.
Junhyung can't move, he just sits there, frozen, staring at his sad, empty, crushed can. All the time wondering why, why, why.
It was the first time a close friend ever told him to stop daydreaming about Hyunseung. He didn't like it at all. Does it mean he doesn't like Hyunseung? Or maybe he just dislikes the idea of me knowing Hyunseung? Ugh..
“He's just a stranger, Jun. You don't know him. At all.”
Doojoon's deep voice shook Junhyung out of his intense thoughts. What he said only made Junhyung growl.
“Well, I want to know him. And I will find out more.”
With a stare that screamed 'watch me', Junhyung stood up, grabbed his bag and left like a rebellious teen.
Doojoon let out a tired sigh, holding his head in his hands.
“Junhyung....”
~~~~-~~~~~~
Well well. x_x With the entry of Yoon Doojoon, hope you're not as bored as before kekeke x_x
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BELOVED YOON LEADAH~~ kekekeke
Aaah I hope he gets to rest well on this day. And meet up with his loved ones. :)
/still not over b2st sg fm
TT_TT I WANT MOAR /greedy girl
Thank you very much for reading this chapter /bow
lol me
Pairing: Junseung in the future, kiwoon, dooseob in the future
Summary: He sat on top of the bench, Junhyung sat behind the bench. Of course they had to meet. There's a catch though, one is blind. A tiny tiny teeny weeny chapter-ed story. (warning: Extremely tiny)
Rating: PG
A/N: Not alot of junseung in this chapter cause I'm intro-ing doo :/ Aah Happy Birthday Yoon Doojoon >3<
“I'm Hyunseung...Jang Hyunseung.”
Junhyung let out a dreamy sigh, hands supporting his chin. He was in the university library, with Dongwoon and Kikwang. He finally found out what that beautiful stranger's name was, although that was all he knew. And that the boy, Hyunseung, was blind. We're still strangers, I guess. hm.. Hyunseung.. Seung.. nice name..
“Hyung!”
Son Dongwoon jumped in front of Junhyung, waving his hands wildly to get the other's attention. All he got in return was another dazed sigh. Dongwoon frowned and turned to Kikwang, who was silently giggling. “He's been stuck like this since yesterday.. when he finally grew the balls to talk to that blind guy.”
Kikwang let out a knowing smile, nodding at Junhyung, who was completely oblivious and stuck in his own thoughts of Hyunseung. “Woonie, let's just leave him in the library, we'll collect him after we're done with lessons~”
With that said, the giant-dwarf duo hopped away, not worried at all about their friend.
~~~-~~
When you leave someone like Yong Junhyung alone in a library, the only thing you can expect him to do, with all those nice books stacked around, is to....
“zzzz...uguh..hur..”
Sleep.
Other students threw weird stares at him. He had his head propped up against a small pile of books, and there was a thin line of drool traling out from his mouth. Of course he didn't care, he was stuck in dreamland. Until someone dropped a bag on his head.
There was a bit of silence as his snoring stopped. One shaky hand reached up to pull the bag off his head. And the head of the angry beast rose.
“YOON DOOJOON YOU FUCKING BASTARD WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TO YOU THAT HURTS LIKE SHIT YOU ASSHOLE-”
He went no further than that, as Doojoon cupped a manly hand over his blabbering mouth, dragging him out of the library.
When he released Junhyung, the younger immediately stomped as hard as he could on his foot. He was still angry, but less angry now that Doojoon was hopping around hugging one foot, going ow ow ow ow like a mechanical bunny. He giggled angrily.
Doojoon sighed, frowning at Junhyung. “You know that you were screaming profanities in the library, right?”
Junhyung shrugged, glaring back at Doojoon. “I wouldn't have to scream them if someone didn't attack my head with a godamn heavy bag. I could have gotten a concusion, you stupid hyung.”
There was a bit of rough chuckle from Doojoon, and he rubbed Junhyung's owie as a form of apology. The younger just swatted his hand away, then arranged his hair nicely, wiping away the drool as well.
“Alright, how about I treat you to some nice coffee, and you can tell me all about that dream boy of yours? Woon wouldn't shut up about it. Oh, and they left for home already.”
Junhyung snorted and pulled Doojoon's arm from his shoulder, only to have the elder swing his arm back to his shoulder. They continued to tug and pull like this, all the while walking towards the nearby cafe.
Doojoon burst the door open, hands thrown up into the air like he was giving some grand entrance. Junhyung facepalmed behind him.
The waitresses and waiters knew Doojoon. I mean, if you went to the same university, you had to know Doojoon. He was the kind of guy that always made it into the top few for sports and studies, handsome and gentlemanly enough to make even the teachers swoon and faint. He made friends as easily as ABC, only because everyone wanted to be his friend. Yoon Doojoon, the most popular guy in school.
Yong Junhyung hated him right now.
“That's all you found out?! His name?! Jun, you suck at this.”
Doojoon took a gulp of his iced coffee, shaking his head profusely at Junhyung. He had just told him, with pink cheeks, about his encounter with Hyunseung. And he had been so proud of finding out the blind boy's name, until Doojoon trampled all over him.
“Well I'm sorry that I don't have flirting skills as good as the great Yoon Doo-bastard.”
He received an eyeroll from the older, and some silence as they both drank.
Junhyung let out another dreamy sigh. The few hundreth dreamy sigh he sighed everytime he thought about Hyunseung.
“Hyung.. he's not like, any other guy or girl I've met.. he's so different.. And it's not because he's blind, okay. There's some different .. aura? Yeah, an aura..”
He rested his chin on his hand, blinking at an amused Doojoon.
“Man, you are so in love.”
I know, I know.
“Are you gonna.. confess anytime soon?”
Junhyung almost choked on his coke (yes he ordered a coke), staring at Doojoon with shocked, wide eyes and bright red cheeks. The elder grinned, reaching a hand out to ruffle Junhyung's hair.
“You're so cute.”
After he was done coughing and wiping away the spilt coke, he was mentally stablilized enough to give a glare.
“Why are you asking me something like that?? I hardly know Hyunseung!!”
To that, Doojoon gave a knowing look and a nod. His expression became more serious, locking his eyes onto Junhyung. That made the younger shift uncomfortably, but unable to look away from the intense gaze.
Doojoon leaned in, more like shoved his face into Junhyung's personal space, eyes unblinking. Junhyung gave an innocent face, already blinking hard. When Doojoon spoke, Junhyung could feel the hot breath on his left cheek.
“Then you should forget about that guy, as soon as possible, before it starts to hurt.”
And he plopped right back into his own seat, sipping iced coffee like nothing happened. Junhyung noticed his death grip on his beloved coke can. He released it, not even knowing that he had been holding the can so tightly that his palms were red.
Junhyung looked up at Doojoon, eyebrows furrowed. He wanted to ask what the hell Doojoon meant by 'start to hurt', but a glance from the elder told him that the conversation was over. He could only let out a frustrated sigh.
“Hyung you're such a weird bastard. I hate you.”
The other only hummed in reply, his lips occupied by the cup of iced coffee. Junhyung downed his coke and crushed the can, unknowingly frowning. Doojoon's eyes never moved away from the younger.
What the hell is Doojoon thinking.....?
He wanted to laugh it off, wanted to ask Doojoon why so serious like the joker he is supposed to be, wanted to punch Doojoon just to show him that he wasn't that affected by his words..
He can't.
Junhyung can't move, he just sits there, frozen, staring at his sad, empty, crushed can. All the time wondering why, why, why.
It was the first time a close friend ever told him to stop daydreaming about Hyunseung. He didn't like it at all. Does it mean he doesn't like Hyunseung? Or maybe he just dislikes the idea of me knowing Hyunseung? Ugh..
“He's just a stranger, Jun. You don't know him. At all.”
Doojoon's deep voice shook Junhyung out of his intense thoughts. What he said only made Junhyung growl.
“Well, I want to know him. And I will find out more.”
With a stare that screamed 'watch me', Junhyung stood up, grabbed his bag and left like a rebellious teen.
Doojoon let out a tired sigh, holding his head in his hands.
“Junhyung....”
~~~~-~~~~~~
Well well. x_x With the entry of Yoon Doojoon, hope you're not as bored as before kekeke x_x
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BELOVED YOON LEADAH~~ kekekeke
Aaah I hope he gets to rest well on this day. And meet up with his loved ones. :)
/still not over b2st sg fm
TT_TT I WANT MOAR /greedy girl
Thank you very much for reading this chapter /bow
lol me