Unlock - Chapter Twenty Two
Title: Unlock
Authors: renichifreak and yeonah
Chapter: 22/?
Fandom: SS501
Pairings: KyuSaeng (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng is played by renichifreak and KyuJong is played by me. Updates will be every second Wednesday <3
The next day came bright and early. It was at times like this KyuJong was both thankful and annoyed that his internal clock always woke him up at a very precise time. He would have liked to sleep in longer, just once, but they had classes.
Shifting sleepily and opening his eyes, KyuJong smiled down at the boy curled up against him. For a moment he just watched YoungSaeng sleep, taking in his peaceful expression. They had to get up eventually though, so he started to kiss his boyfriend slowly, lips brushing against his cheek, nose, forehead and mouth.
YoungSaeng was pulled from the best night’s sleep he'd possibly ever had in the best way possible. Feeling KyuJong's lips against his skin pulled quiet sounds from his throat before his mouth was otherwise occupied.
"Mmm...morning, Love," he purred, lips brushing KyuJong's.
KyuJong smiled against the other boy's lips, whispering 'morning' in return as he kissed him back. He ran his hand through his boyfriend's hair, playing with the strands.
"Sleep well?" he breathed, pulling back slightly so the question could actually be heard rather than turn into incomprehensible mumbling.
"Never better," YoungSaeng replied, opening his eyes and smiling at KyuJong, yet not moving.
Chuckling, KyuJong blinked sleepily at him. "We should probably get up," he murmured, but made no attempt to move either. After a long weekend, it seemed too torturous to even consider getting up for classes.
"We should," YoungSaeng agreed, moving only enough to kiss his boyfriend again. This was much better and far more rewarding in his mind than classes.
Unable to contain a soft laugh, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng back and cupped his face lightly. "A few more minutes," he chuckled, kissing him deeper this time and wrapping his arms around the other boy.
Smiling at having gotten his way, YoungSaeng allowed his eyes to close and his lips to part, letting his boyfriend deepen the kiss, soft moan escaping.
The moan just made KyuJong all the more determined not to move, which wasn't a very good long-term solution, but made him extremely happy for the moment. When his tongue brushed against YoungSaeng's, he gave a soft noise and tried to pull YoungSaeng closer, which was really not all that possible unless he pulled the other boy on top of him...which didn't actually sound all that bad.
YoungSaeng shivered at the sound emanating from KyuJong and when the elder tried to pull him closer, he was more than willing to comply.
Shifting slightly, KyuJong did end up pulling YoungSaeng on top of him, lying on his back with their bodies pressed together and slightly tangled in the bed sheets. He ran his hand down YoungSaeng's back, kissing him slowly.
Stretching out over the body beneath him, YoungSaeng happily returned the languid kisses, soft mewls leaving him at the attention.
The occasional moan was KyuJong's answer, breath hitching in his throat as he nibbled lightly on YoungSaeng's lower lip. They had all the time in the world, and he couldn't get enough of the other boy.
Breath growing heavier, YoungSaeng parted his lips for the older boy, needing more of him. He brought a hand up and rested it against KyuJong's cheek, loving the feel of the soft skin beneath his fingers.
Taking the invitation, KyuJong deepened the kiss again. After a moment his fingers found the edge of YoungSaeng's shirt, slipping under and running fingertips lightly along the other boy's spine.
The light touch over his spine sent shivers through YoungSaeng’s body as he moaned into the kiss, pulse racing.
The moan into his mouth made KyuJong bolder, arching his body up against the other boy's, pressing their skin together even as his fingers tried to tug YoungSaeng's shirt up and off.
The sound of students running by the dorm door yelling their heads off snapped him back to reality, breaking the kiss in order to breathe.
When KyuJong pulled away, YoungSaeng sighed, releasing a whine of discontent, especially when those long fingers halted in their motion.
It was then that he heard the students as well, pulling him back from the lust-filled haze that KyuJong had become an expert in drawing out.
Sighing softly as well, KyuJong smiled up at YoungSaeng, face red as he pulled his hand out from the other boy's shirt and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "I think we should probably get up now," he murmured.
Pout clear on his face, YoungSaeng slowly got up, arms crossed petulantly. "Stupid school," he muttered.
Chuckling, KyuJong pushed himself up into a sitting position, tilting YoungSaeng's face towards his own with gentle fingers. "There's always later," he replied quietly, eyes dancing before he pressed their lips together sweetly, lingering before he got up and went to find something to change into.
Returning the kiss, YoungSaeng sighed happily. "You have a point there," he murmured before getting up to get dressed himself. Before he got dressed, though, he decided that a quick shower was in order before walking into the bathroom and closing the door.
Watching YoungSaeng leave the room, the time traveler smiled faintly before starting to change. A minute later, he was trying to fix his hair again and going over his class schedule, lips pursed slightly in a pout. The only class he and YoungSaeng had together was music, which was at the end of the day.
YoungSaeng walked out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later feeling completely refreshed after passing out from being on a long bus ride. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a half-length-sleeved graphic shirt, he dropped down beside KyuJong after grabbing his hairbrush and running it through his towel dried hair.
Seeing YoungSaeng was out, KyuJong smiled and got up, going into the bathroom to freshen up a little. There wasn't enough time for him to take a shower as well without being late, but he was able to splash water in his face at least before brushing his teeth and finally getting his hair to stay put. Walking out of the bathroom again, he took a look at his watch and frowned, stopping. "Not again." He went to find one of his billion spare watches.
YoungSaeng watched KyuJong and laughed slightly before getting up and going to his bag. "That reminds me. Remember when me and your mom went shopping one morning so we could get things for the food she was teaching me to make?"
KyuJong looked up at YoungSaeng, blinking as he fished around in his own bag for a watch. "Yeah. What about it?" he asked, confused.
"Well, she helped me get you something..." YoungSaeng murmured as he reached into the bag and pulled out a small box. Biting his lip, he hesitated before handing it to him.
Eyes going wide, KyuJong stared at him in surprise for a moment before slowly taking the box. Looking from YoungSaeng to the box, he opened it carefully and blinked in utter surprise at the watch inside. It was nice...very nice.
"You got this for me?" he whispered, stunned.
YoungSaeng nodded, blush lighting his cheeks. "I saw it in a window when we were out. It sort of acts like your cell case does...” He paused, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. "I've never really given anyone anything before, so if you don't like it, I'll understand..."
The second the time traveler snapped out the stunned mode he'd been in, he wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng and pulled the younger boy close, holding the watch in one hand. "I love it," he murmured, expression bright as he smiled and kissed YoungSaeng. "Thank you so much, YoungSaeng!"
Smiling, YoungSaeng returned the kiss, happy that KyuJong had liked it. Gift giving and receiving were somewhat foreign to him, with the exception of when he was too young to truly know what was going on, and in the hospital when he was given something from his one friend inside that he still couldn't explain, even to this day.
Breaking the kiss to breathe after a long moment, KyuJong smiled and mouthed 'thank you' against the other boy's lips before pulling back enough to take his dead watch off, removing the new one from the box and activating it before setting the time and slipping it on.
YoungSaeng smiled brightly as KyuJong put it on. "It looks good on you," he told him, a bit breathless.
"Thanks," KyuJong said, blushing as he kissed YoungSaeng again, feeling the new weight on his wrist. "Really." He caressed YoungSaeng's cheek lightly. "Class now?"
Leaning into the touch, the other boy pouted again. "Only because we have to...” If YoungSaeng had his way, they'd never leave.
"We'll be back before you know it," KyuJong chuckled, smiling as he held YoungSaeng close for another moment before reluctantly pulling away, grabbing his bag with his books in it. He walked to the door and slipped on his shoes, looking back at his boyfriend.
Gathering his own as well, YoungSaeng sighed loudly and walked over to the door, slipping his shoes on and shooting his boyfriend a pout.
Smile widening, KyuJong leaned over the space between them and kissed the soft pout before opening the door, walking out with the back over his shoulder.
Smiling into the kiss, YoungSaeng shook his head and followed, closing and locking the door.
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It was lunch break before long, KyuJong lingering out in the hallways and waiting for YoungSaeng to come out of his class. It wasn't that bad being back, but he did miss his boyfriend. Even the amount of time it took to get through class seemed too long.
"Hey!" HyungJoon called as he and HaRa left their class, walking over with a wave. KyuJong grinned at them, waving cheerfully before returning his attention to YoungSaeng's class, where students were coming out.
YoungSaeng couldn't wait until everyone was out of the room before he gathered his stuff and walked out, knowing that KyuJong would be there waiting. He smiled at his boyfriend before noticing HyungJoon and HaRa as well.
"Hey. How were classes?"
"Boring," KyuJong and HyungJoon answered at the same time, and laughed. HyunJoong and Nicole showed up then, their group forming as the other students filtered out of the hallways and towards the cafeteria and hangout spots.
"There's a new kid in our grade though," HyungJoon piped up, looking at Nicole for confirmation. "Crazy guy. The teacher spent half the time lecturing him, so that was a little fun to watch because he really wasn't listening," he laughed.
YoungSaeng chuckled at that. "I think I heard something about that in one of my classes," he said.
Nicole laughed. "He's so funny, though. He's like the energizer bunny. I've never seen someone with so much energy before."
"What's even funnier is that the teacher nailed him for so many things, but not for violating the dress code," HyungJoon shook his head, amused. "I don't think we're allowed to wear gloves in class...and isn't there something against dying hair too?"
"I think so," KyuJong mused, wrapping one arm around YoungSaeng's waist.
YoungSaeng froze at the description. Gloves, high energy? Dyed hair?
No way...
"Was it red? His hair, I mean."
HyungJoon and Nicole looked at him. "Yeah," she said, blinking. "Did you see him too? He's kinda hard to miss, but-"
"SAENGIE!!!!"
KyuJong yelped when he was all but knocked to the ground by a boy who suddenly appeared, practically launching himself at YoungSaeng and wrapping the boy in a hug before spinning him around happily.
YoungSaeng released an extremely uncharacteristic yell as he was suddenly having the life squeezed out of him. Kicking his attacker hard in the shin, he struggled out of the hold, only to stare wide-eyed into a set of eyes he hadn't seen in months.
"JungMin?! How the hell are you out?!"
Yelping as he was kicked, the redhead grinned widely, eyes dancing behind a curtain of bangs. "AW~, you're not a mute anymore! You're so cute~!" He messed up YoungSaeng's hair as the others just stared, KyuJong picking himself back up off the floor.
"I miss you too Saengie yah~, I was mad at you before cause you didn't send me any letters or anything, but seeing how happy you are to see me, I forgive you." He poked YoungSaeng's cheeks.
YoungSaeng glared as JungMin poked his cheeks. "Who says I didn't write you? You know how the doctors are," he stated, forgetting that Nicole, HyungJoon, HaRa, and HyunJoong were there. "But back to the original question. How are you here? They wouldn't possibly let you out, especially not after the stunt with the window and you trying to fly."
"I convinced them it was a medicine overdose that caused it," JungMin replied, looking like a Cheshire cat. "Things got boring when you left so I played the good little sheep and here I am~!" He looked around at the people around him, eyes going from Nicole, to KyuJong, and finally landing on HyunJoong. "Wow, you have good taste in friends, they're pretty hot."
KyuJong watched them with a sense of confusion. Something inside him grew annoyed at how the redhead was clinging on to his boyfriend, an uneasy feeling twisting in his stomach before he pushed it away to consider their words. It was then that it hit him.
Was this JungMin...YoungSaeng's friend from the hospital?
"Yes, Min, that'd be an excellent reason...if you actually ever took the medication in the first place," YoungSaeng stated with a sigh. "And no hitting on him," he stated firmly, motioning to KyuJong.
JungMin grinned wider as KyuJong blinked. "Oh~? Is he taken?"
"I am confused," HyungJoon announced.
"Yes...by me," YoungSaeng stated before turning toward the others. "This is Park JungMin, a friend of mine, though sometimes I seriously wonder why."
"Nice to meet you?" HaRa offered shyly.
"Likewise," JungMin laughed, before pouting. "Aw~, you're dating? So sad, I thought we had something special," he said mournfully, still hanging off YoungSaeng, and grinned mischievously when KyuJong bristled.
"Attacking me with mistletoe on Christmas is not something special, Min..." YoungSaeng smiled, squirming out of JungMin's hold to be with his boyfriend.
KyuJong wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng's waist, trying not to feel overly protective and probably failing miserably.
"It was still fun though," JungMin grinned widely. "Really great to see you again! Had no idea we'd be going to the same school."
"It definitely wasn't something I was expecting, either, believe me. I figured they'd thrown away the key when they locked you up," YoungSaeng mused playfully, relaxing into KyuJong's arms.
"Um, I think I missed something here..." HyunJoong finally said, the other three nodding frantically beside him.
Going over the conversation, KyuJong realized with a jolt that they were very obviously talking about their time in the hospital...and completely forgotten that their friends had no idea. And he wasn't sure if YoungSaeng was up for explaining, because that would lead from one thing to another...
"Maybe we should get lunch?" he cut in, hopefully turning their minds away from the conversation and towards food instead.
All the color drained from YoungSaeng's face as HyunJoong's words hit him. How could he have gotten so careless that he'd throw out that information so easily?
Thankfully, JungMin seemed to be equally good at distractions as he was at causing trouble. "Food!" he exclaimed cheerfully, clapping gloved hands together before attaching himself to both HyungJoon and HyunJoong and dragging them off in the completely wrong direction.
"The cafeteria is the other way!" Nicole called after them, laughing. HaRa still looked at YoungSaeng in confusion, but soon smiled and turned her attention towards the commotion. KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's cheek lightly, linking their hands together and squeezing reassuringly.
Once the others had their attention elsewhere, YoungSaeng tightened his hold. "How could I have gotten so distracted, KyuJong?" he murmured. "The last thing I want is for them to..." He trailed off, not knowing what else to say.
"It's okay," KyuJong whispered, holding him close. "You know...they might not even think anything of it if they were to know," he said after a moment, kissing him again. "Don't worry so much about it, okay?"
YoungSaeng listened to his boyfriend's calming words before relaxing a bit. "I hope you're right, Kyu yah..."
Smiling, KyuJong brushed the other boy's hair out of his eyes, and looked up as JungMin, HyunJoong and HyungJoon returned to finally go in the right direction. JungMin seemed to already have a new best friend in HyungJoon, teasing him mercilessly.
Seeing JungMin tormenting the poor thing, YoungSaeng sighed, kissing KyuJong before he walked over and extracted HyungJoon before JungMin could do anything else to him. "Stop tormenting him, Min," he stated, though he was unable to hide the slight amusement.
He truly was happy to see JungMin.
"I am not," JungMin protested, puffing his cheeks out in a pout. "I'm being friendly." He folded his arms over his chest and sulked, looking like a child who had been denied sweets.
YoungSaeng, sighing yet again, reached out-up-and pat his head placatingly. "Fine, fine. So Min, how about telling me why you're here." He was pretty curious, but hoped that JungMin would be good for a change and not make mention of the hospital any more than they already had.
JungMin blinked at him. "The same reason why other people our age go to school?" he replied slowly, as if talking to someone of extremely low intelligence. Nicole giggled behind them.
"I'd believe that if you hadn't made it abundantly clear that you'd never go to school again," YoungSaeng pointed out, brow raised.
"Well, I never thought I'd go to school again," JungMin snorted. "People insisted." He seemed to have gotten the need to be at least a little discreet. Watching the other people walk by with wide eyes, he tugged his turtleneck up a little more absentmindedly before turning his attention back to YoungSaeng and KyuJong, who was walking beside his boyfriend.
The wide grin appeared. "So? How long?" He motioned at them.
"About a week after school started," YoungSaeng replied, squeezing KyuJong's hand.
"Wow," JungMin whistled. "You really don't waste time. I knew you'd be popular, you're just so cute," he laughed, poking at YoungSaeng's cheeks again playfully.
YoungSaeng sobered slightly, batting the hand away with no real determination. "Trust me. Until recently, I have not been popular in a good way..."
"Hm?" JungMin blinked at him. "What happened?" He asked, watching KyuJong draw an arm around YoungSaeng's waist.
"Nothing that hasn't been taken care of," YoungSaeng replied, soaking in the comfort that KyuJong provided.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?" JungMin pouted again.
They reached the cafeteria, the group going to get their food. JungMin appeared overly fascinated by everything, and was easily distracted from the conversation.
"...Maybe later, okay, Min ah?" YoungSaeng bargained, voice quieting as they entered the cafeteria. His hand fell from KyuJong's hold, but he still remained close. Luckily the spirits were calm, and YoungSaeng's eyes did little more than darken a few shades rather than completely blacken. Maybe the practice was beginning to help a bit.
"Okay," JungMin huffed, wandering around to get something to eat. KyuJong picked up a plate of the pasta he had become fond of, sticking close to YoungSaeng as he watched the others poke around the cafeteria. Nicole and Hara were out first, running to save them a table.
Grabbing a salad and a bottle of juice, YoungSaeng smiled at KyuJong and followed after the girls, taking a seat. This would be only his second time in the cafeteria, so he felt a bit awkward with such a large group of people, and it showed as he shrank back a bit, shifting closer to KyuJong but not close enough to impede him from eating.
Watching the others join them, KyuJong smiled reassuringly at YoungSaeng as his boyfriend was clearly uncomfortable, twining their fingers together under the table out of habit. JungMin was happily chattering to HyungJoon and Nicole at the other end of the table, seeming to have none of YoungSaeng's reservations about large groups. KyuJong wondered why he wasn't even taking his gloves off to eat though.
Noticing KyuJong's gaze, YoungSaeng leaned over. "He always wears them," he explained. "He never told me why, though."
"Is he aware that people could probably hear him from outer space?" HyunJoong asked once he finally arrived at the table.
KyuJong had to smile at that. JungMin's voice echoed over all other conversations. "I'm...not quite sure." Maybe he just didn't care.
JungMin looked over at them at that, grinning widely. "What's the point in having a voice if you don't use it?"
HyunJoong grinned back. "Has anyone ever taught you the concept of indoor voices?" he teased.
"If they did, he wasn't paying attention," YoungSaeng muttered, grin peeking out.
"But it's so much more fun inside. Everything echoes," JungMin announced, eyes dancing. "You're the one talking too quiet," he countered, poking HyunJoong in the chest.
Nicole had to laugh. "If there's one thing HyunJoong isn't, it's quiet," she replied, earning a playful tug on her hair.
"Hush, you," he teased before turning back to JungMin. "She's right, though. I'm not usually quiet. I just know when to be loud."
YoungSaeng had to snicker at the phrasing. If JungMin were anything like he was before he left, he'd be all over that comment.
A wide, Cheshire grin spread on the redhead's lips. "Oh really?" JungMin scooted closer, grin shifting into a smirk as he leaned in. "I'd like to see you being loud then," he whispered in the older boy's ear.
Having the misfortune of being right beside HyunJoong, KyuJong caught the whisper and turned bright red.
HyunJoong turned as red as KyuJong, if not redder before he pulled back wide eyed. "I-I-I...that's not what I meant, you pervert!" he shouted, drawing attention toward him, which only made him blush harder before dropping into his chair with a pout.
'Nope', YoungSaeng thought. 'Hasn't changed at all.'
JungMin leaned away, the mischievous grin back. "I didn't say anything," he chirped, expression innocent. "It's your dirty mind jumping to conclusions."
"He's having too much fun, I think," KyuJong informed YoungSaeng.
Blush darkening, HyunJoong opened his mouth to retort, but nothing came out. After a few more false starts, he finally just dropped into his seat and avoided looking at the redhead.
HyungJoon blinked before smiling at JungMin. "How did you do that? I've never seen him so speechless-ACK!" he squealed when he was hit by a spoonful of pudding…he hoped.
JungMin snickered, eyes dancing with mischief as he nibbled on a carrot.
"So what classes do you have?" HaRa asked curiously.
"Um...” The redhead puffed out his cheeks slightly as he thought. "Japanese and History later. This morning was Math and English...and tomorrow I have acting."
"In the morning?" Nicole piped up. When JungMin nodded, she brightened. "You might be in our acting class then!"
YoungSaeng perked up a bit. "Japanese? I have that class," he told him. It would be nice to have a friend in his class.
"Great!" JungMin grinned widely. "Is it fun? The other classes were okay, but the teachers were kinda stingy."
"Because you're not supposed to be talking over her in a lecture," HaRa pointed out good-naturedly.
"Well, I like it, even though I have to talk in front of people," YoungSaeng replied. He knew that JungMin would remember how much he hated speaking in front of strangers.
The redhead grinned at him. "Practice makes perfect!" He seemed to be very pleased that YoungSaeng was talking now, and had such a large group of friends.
"So JungMin," HyungJoon began. "How do you know YoungSaeng?" They had noticed how shy and withdrawn he was the moment they saw him, always remaining close to KyuJong and never speaking unless he had to. How he had become friends with such a person as JungMin was mindboggling.
JungMin blinked at him, then shrugged with a grin. "Our rooms were right next to each other," he said, obviously without any idea YoungSaeng hadn't even begun to explain where he'd been. "We were always being paired up since we were the only people our age in the whole - MPFH!"
The second JungMin began explaining, YoungSaeng looked around frantically until he saw one last carrot on JungMin's tray. Picking it up, he quickly shoved it into JungMin's mouth to shut him up.
"We were staying in the same place. There were a lot of older people there, and we were pretty much the only kids, so we hung out a lot," he explained.
HyunJoong watched on, growing even more curious about the pair's odd relationship.
Blinking at YoungSaeng with the carrot hanging out of his mouth, JungMin seemed to finally get that he wasn't supposed to say anything about the hospital, munching on his carrot in relative silence and nodding along to what YoungSaeng was saying. KyuJong wondered if he had absolutely no sense of self-preservation, or just didn't care what people thought about the idea he had been in a mental hospital.
"We need to get going," HaRa piped up, remembering something and nudging Nicole. "Group project to work on. And you have detention," she reminded HyungJoon sternly.
HyungJoon whined at the reminder. "But I didn't even do anything! It was all HyunJoong!"
HyunJoong quirked a brow at the youngest. "I'm not even in any of your classes besides acting, so how is it my fault?"
The following pout answered that question.
"Better get going before you get in even more trouble," KyuJong laughed quietly, looking at YoungSaeng. "Anywhere you want to go?" he asked.
"Back to the room?" YoungSaeng asked as the others left.
KyuJong nodded, smiling.
JungMin blinked at them, still working on his carrot. "Where do I go?"
YoungSaeng paused. "Actually, will you come too? We need to talk about a few things, Min."
"Okay," the redhead replied cheerfully, bouncing to his feet and nearly braining himself off the tray of someone behind him.
Pausing for a second, HyunJoong got up and followed them out. "Um, can I talk to you guys?" he asked.
YoungSaeng paused. He was pretty sure of what he wanted to talk about. With a quick look to KyuJong, he slowly nodded his head.
KyuJong tried not to frown, squeezing YoungSaeng's hand reassuringly as they walked back to their dorm. Thankfully JungMin made up for the awkward silence tenfold, not shutting up for a second once the carrot was out of his mouth. He kept chatter purely school-related though, not going near any dangerous subjects this time.
HyunJoong rolled his eyes at the redhead. "I dare you to not speak until we get there," he stated, nudging JungMin lightly. He was aware that there was the awkward silence, but he was sure that JungMin trying to be quiet would be entertaining enough.
JungMin blinked owlishly at HyunJoong. "How is that a dare? I won’t talk. It's not that hard." He puffed out his cheeks and pursed his lips, shutting up.
"...” KyuJong watched the younger boy slowly turn the same color as his hair. "YoungSaeng, please tell him HyunJoong said don't talk, not don't breathe."
Snickering, YoungSaeng reached up to poke JungMin's cheeks and force the younger to breathe, only to release a startled yelp as he was shocked. "Not talking and not breathing are totally different things, Min..." he stated as he shook his hands out and flexed his fingers.
Air leaving him in a whoosh, JungMin pouted at YoungSaeng. "But I wasn't talking either, so it's all good, right?"
'And with that, he just lost the dare,' KyuJong mused absently.
HyunJoong smiled, more amused than anything.
"I'd rather you stay conscious, JungMin," YoungSaeng replied as they reached their room. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the key and opened the door, slipping off his shoes and stepping aside to let the others in.
"But I wouldn't have talked," JungMin pointed out again happily, seeming to completely miss the implication that passing out for the sake of a dare was not a good thing. Granted, passing out seemed to be the only way to keep him quiet for longer than it took to breathe.
Stepping in and removing his own shoes as well, KyuJong closed the door after them and walked to sit on his bed, patting the space beside him for Saeng.
Taking the offered seat and motioning the other two toward the unused bed, YoungSaeng looked at HyunJoong. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
HyunJoong, noticing the nervousness, cut straight to the chase, though with far more tact than usual. "You really don't have to tell me, but can I ask why the two of you were in a hospital?"
He had no idea what sort of hospital they had been in, but after meeting JungMin, he could venture a guess.
Authors: renichifreak and yeonah
Chapter: 22/?
Fandom: SS501
Pairings: KyuSaeng (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng is played by renichifreak and KyuJong is played by me. Updates will be every second Wednesday <3
The next day came bright and early. It was at times like this KyuJong was both thankful and annoyed that his internal clock always woke him up at a very precise time. He would have liked to sleep in longer, just once, but they had classes.
Shifting sleepily and opening his eyes, KyuJong smiled down at the boy curled up against him. For a moment he just watched YoungSaeng sleep, taking in his peaceful expression. They had to get up eventually though, so he started to kiss his boyfriend slowly, lips brushing against his cheek, nose, forehead and mouth.
YoungSaeng was pulled from the best night’s sleep he'd possibly ever had in the best way possible. Feeling KyuJong's lips against his skin pulled quiet sounds from his throat before his mouth was otherwise occupied.
"Mmm...morning, Love," he purred, lips brushing KyuJong's.
KyuJong smiled against the other boy's lips, whispering 'morning' in return as he kissed him back. He ran his hand through his boyfriend's hair, playing with the strands.
"Sleep well?" he breathed, pulling back slightly so the question could actually be heard rather than turn into incomprehensible mumbling.
"Never better," YoungSaeng replied, opening his eyes and smiling at KyuJong, yet not moving.
Chuckling, KyuJong blinked sleepily at him. "We should probably get up," he murmured, but made no attempt to move either. After a long weekend, it seemed too torturous to even consider getting up for classes.
"We should," YoungSaeng agreed, moving only enough to kiss his boyfriend again. This was much better and far more rewarding in his mind than classes.
Unable to contain a soft laugh, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng back and cupped his face lightly. "A few more minutes," he chuckled, kissing him deeper this time and wrapping his arms around the other boy.
Smiling at having gotten his way, YoungSaeng allowed his eyes to close and his lips to part, letting his boyfriend deepen the kiss, soft moan escaping.
The moan just made KyuJong all the more determined not to move, which wasn't a very good long-term solution, but made him extremely happy for the moment. When his tongue brushed against YoungSaeng's, he gave a soft noise and tried to pull YoungSaeng closer, which was really not all that possible unless he pulled the other boy on top of him...which didn't actually sound all that bad.
YoungSaeng shivered at the sound emanating from KyuJong and when the elder tried to pull him closer, he was more than willing to comply.
Shifting slightly, KyuJong did end up pulling YoungSaeng on top of him, lying on his back with their bodies pressed together and slightly tangled in the bed sheets. He ran his hand down YoungSaeng's back, kissing him slowly.
Stretching out over the body beneath him, YoungSaeng happily returned the languid kisses, soft mewls leaving him at the attention.
The occasional moan was KyuJong's answer, breath hitching in his throat as he nibbled lightly on YoungSaeng's lower lip. They had all the time in the world, and he couldn't get enough of the other boy.
Breath growing heavier, YoungSaeng parted his lips for the older boy, needing more of him. He brought a hand up and rested it against KyuJong's cheek, loving the feel of the soft skin beneath his fingers.
Taking the invitation, KyuJong deepened the kiss again. After a moment his fingers found the edge of YoungSaeng's shirt, slipping under and running fingertips lightly along the other boy's spine.
The light touch over his spine sent shivers through YoungSaeng’s body as he moaned into the kiss, pulse racing.
The moan into his mouth made KyuJong bolder, arching his body up against the other boy's, pressing their skin together even as his fingers tried to tug YoungSaeng's shirt up and off.
The sound of students running by the dorm door yelling their heads off snapped him back to reality, breaking the kiss in order to breathe.
When KyuJong pulled away, YoungSaeng sighed, releasing a whine of discontent, especially when those long fingers halted in their motion.
It was then that he heard the students as well, pulling him back from the lust-filled haze that KyuJong had become an expert in drawing out.
Sighing softly as well, KyuJong smiled up at YoungSaeng, face red as he pulled his hand out from the other boy's shirt and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "I think we should probably get up now," he murmured.
Pout clear on his face, YoungSaeng slowly got up, arms crossed petulantly. "Stupid school," he muttered.
Chuckling, KyuJong pushed himself up into a sitting position, tilting YoungSaeng's face towards his own with gentle fingers. "There's always later," he replied quietly, eyes dancing before he pressed their lips together sweetly, lingering before he got up and went to find something to change into.
Returning the kiss, YoungSaeng sighed happily. "You have a point there," he murmured before getting up to get dressed himself. Before he got dressed, though, he decided that a quick shower was in order before walking into the bathroom and closing the door.
Watching YoungSaeng leave the room, the time traveler smiled faintly before starting to change. A minute later, he was trying to fix his hair again and going over his class schedule, lips pursed slightly in a pout. The only class he and YoungSaeng had together was music, which was at the end of the day.
YoungSaeng walked out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later feeling completely refreshed after passing out from being on a long bus ride. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a half-length-sleeved graphic shirt, he dropped down beside KyuJong after grabbing his hairbrush and running it through his towel dried hair.
Seeing YoungSaeng was out, KyuJong smiled and got up, going into the bathroom to freshen up a little. There wasn't enough time for him to take a shower as well without being late, but he was able to splash water in his face at least before brushing his teeth and finally getting his hair to stay put. Walking out of the bathroom again, he took a look at his watch and frowned, stopping. "Not again." He went to find one of his billion spare watches.
YoungSaeng watched KyuJong and laughed slightly before getting up and going to his bag. "That reminds me. Remember when me and your mom went shopping one morning so we could get things for the food she was teaching me to make?"
KyuJong looked up at YoungSaeng, blinking as he fished around in his own bag for a watch. "Yeah. What about it?" he asked, confused.
"Well, she helped me get you something..." YoungSaeng murmured as he reached into the bag and pulled out a small box. Biting his lip, he hesitated before handing it to him.
Eyes going wide, KyuJong stared at him in surprise for a moment before slowly taking the box. Looking from YoungSaeng to the box, he opened it carefully and blinked in utter surprise at the watch inside. It was nice...very nice.
"You got this for me?" he whispered, stunned.
YoungSaeng nodded, blush lighting his cheeks. "I saw it in a window when we were out. It sort of acts like your cell case does...” He paused, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. "I've never really given anyone anything before, so if you don't like it, I'll understand..."
The second the time traveler snapped out the stunned mode he'd been in, he wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng and pulled the younger boy close, holding the watch in one hand. "I love it," he murmured, expression bright as he smiled and kissed YoungSaeng. "Thank you so much, YoungSaeng!"
Smiling, YoungSaeng returned the kiss, happy that KyuJong had liked it. Gift giving and receiving were somewhat foreign to him, with the exception of when he was too young to truly know what was going on, and in the hospital when he was given something from his one friend inside that he still couldn't explain, even to this day.
Breaking the kiss to breathe after a long moment, KyuJong smiled and mouthed 'thank you' against the other boy's lips before pulling back enough to take his dead watch off, removing the new one from the box and activating it before setting the time and slipping it on.
YoungSaeng smiled brightly as KyuJong put it on. "It looks good on you," he told him, a bit breathless.
"Thanks," KyuJong said, blushing as he kissed YoungSaeng again, feeling the new weight on his wrist. "Really." He caressed YoungSaeng's cheek lightly. "Class now?"
Leaning into the touch, the other boy pouted again. "Only because we have to...” If YoungSaeng had his way, they'd never leave.
"We'll be back before you know it," KyuJong chuckled, smiling as he held YoungSaeng close for another moment before reluctantly pulling away, grabbing his bag with his books in it. He walked to the door and slipped on his shoes, looking back at his boyfriend.
Gathering his own as well, YoungSaeng sighed loudly and walked over to the door, slipping his shoes on and shooting his boyfriend a pout.
Smile widening, KyuJong leaned over the space between them and kissed the soft pout before opening the door, walking out with the back over his shoulder.
Smiling into the kiss, YoungSaeng shook his head and followed, closing and locking the door.
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It was lunch break before long, KyuJong lingering out in the hallways and waiting for YoungSaeng to come out of his class. It wasn't that bad being back, but he did miss his boyfriend. Even the amount of time it took to get through class seemed too long.
"Hey!" HyungJoon called as he and HaRa left their class, walking over with a wave. KyuJong grinned at them, waving cheerfully before returning his attention to YoungSaeng's class, where students were coming out.
YoungSaeng couldn't wait until everyone was out of the room before he gathered his stuff and walked out, knowing that KyuJong would be there waiting. He smiled at his boyfriend before noticing HyungJoon and HaRa as well.
"Hey. How were classes?"
"Boring," KyuJong and HyungJoon answered at the same time, and laughed. HyunJoong and Nicole showed up then, their group forming as the other students filtered out of the hallways and towards the cafeteria and hangout spots.
"There's a new kid in our grade though," HyungJoon piped up, looking at Nicole for confirmation. "Crazy guy. The teacher spent half the time lecturing him, so that was a little fun to watch because he really wasn't listening," he laughed.
YoungSaeng chuckled at that. "I think I heard something about that in one of my classes," he said.
Nicole laughed. "He's so funny, though. He's like the energizer bunny. I've never seen someone with so much energy before."
"What's even funnier is that the teacher nailed him for so many things, but not for violating the dress code," HyungJoon shook his head, amused. "I don't think we're allowed to wear gloves in class...and isn't there something against dying hair too?"
"I think so," KyuJong mused, wrapping one arm around YoungSaeng's waist.
YoungSaeng froze at the description. Gloves, high energy? Dyed hair?
No way...
"Was it red? His hair, I mean."
HyungJoon and Nicole looked at him. "Yeah," she said, blinking. "Did you see him too? He's kinda hard to miss, but-"
"SAENGIE!!!!"
KyuJong yelped when he was all but knocked to the ground by a boy who suddenly appeared, practically launching himself at YoungSaeng and wrapping the boy in a hug before spinning him around happily.
YoungSaeng released an extremely uncharacteristic yell as he was suddenly having the life squeezed out of him. Kicking his attacker hard in the shin, he struggled out of the hold, only to stare wide-eyed into a set of eyes he hadn't seen in months.
"JungMin?! How the hell are you out?!"
Yelping as he was kicked, the redhead grinned widely, eyes dancing behind a curtain of bangs. "AW~, you're not a mute anymore! You're so cute~!" He messed up YoungSaeng's hair as the others just stared, KyuJong picking himself back up off the floor.
"I miss you too Saengie yah~, I was mad at you before cause you didn't send me any letters or anything, but seeing how happy you are to see me, I forgive you." He poked YoungSaeng's cheeks.
YoungSaeng glared as JungMin poked his cheeks. "Who says I didn't write you? You know how the doctors are," he stated, forgetting that Nicole, HyungJoon, HaRa, and HyunJoong were there. "But back to the original question. How are you here? They wouldn't possibly let you out, especially not after the stunt with the window and you trying to fly."
"I convinced them it was a medicine overdose that caused it," JungMin replied, looking like a Cheshire cat. "Things got boring when you left so I played the good little sheep and here I am~!" He looked around at the people around him, eyes going from Nicole, to KyuJong, and finally landing on HyunJoong. "Wow, you have good taste in friends, they're pretty hot."
KyuJong watched them with a sense of confusion. Something inside him grew annoyed at how the redhead was clinging on to his boyfriend, an uneasy feeling twisting in his stomach before he pushed it away to consider their words. It was then that it hit him.
Was this JungMin...YoungSaeng's friend from the hospital?
"Yes, Min, that'd be an excellent reason...if you actually ever took the medication in the first place," YoungSaeng stated with a sigh. "And no hitting on him," he stated firmly, motioning to KyuJong.
JungMin grinned wider as KyuJong blinked. "Oh~? Is he taken?"
"I am confused," HyungJoon announced.
"Yes...by me," YoungSaeng stated before turning toward the others. "This is Park JungMin, a friend of mine, though sometimes I seriously wonder why."
"Nice to meet you?" HaRa offered shyly.
"Likewise," JungMin laughed, before pouting. "Aw~, you're dating? So sad, I thought we had something special," he said mournfully, still hanging off YoungSaeng, and grinned mischievously when KyuJong bristled.
"Attacking me with mistletoe on Christmas is not something special, Min..." YoungSaeng smiled, squirming out of JungMin's hold to be with his boyfriend.
KyuJong wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng's waist, trying not to feel overly protective and probably failing miserably.
"It was still fun though," JungMin grinned widely. "Really great to see you again! Had no idea we'd be going to the same school."
"It definitely wasn't something I was expecting, either, believe me. I figured they'd thrown away the key when they locked you up," YoungSaeng mused playfully, relaxing into KyuJong's arms.
"Um, I think I missed something here..." HyunJoong finally said, the other three nodding frantically beside him.
Going over the conversation, KyuJong realized with a jolt that they were very obviously talking about their time in the hospital...and completely forgotten that their friends had no idea. And he wasn't sure if YoungSaeng was up for explaining, because that would lead from one thing to another...
"Maybe we should get lunch?" he cut in, hopefully turning their minds away from the conversation and towards food instead.
All the color drained from YoungSaeng's face as HyunJoong's words hit him. How could he have gotten so careless that he'd throw out that information so easily?
Thankfully, JungMin seemed to be equally good at distractions as he was at causing trouble. "Food!" he exclaimed cheerfully, clapping gloved hands together before attaching himself to both HyungJoon and HyunJoong and dragging them off in the completely wrong direction.
"The cafeteria is the other way!" Nicole called after them, laughing. HaRa still looked at YoungSaeng in confusion, but soon smiled and turned her attention towards the commotion. KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's cheek lightly, linking their hands together and squeezing reassuringly.
Once the others had their attention elsewhere, YoungSaeng tightened his hold. "How could I have gotten so distracted, KyuJong?" he murmured. "The last thing I want is for them to..." He trailed off, not knowing what else to say.
"It's okay," KyuJong whispered, holding him close. "You know...they might not even think anything of it if they were to know," he said after a moment, kissing him again. "Don't worry so much about it, okay?"
YoungSaeng listened to his boyfriend's calming words before relaxing a bit. "I hope you're right, Kyu yah..."
Smiling, KyuJong brushed the other boy's hair out of his eyes, and looked up as JungMin, HyunJoong and HyungJoon returned to finally go in the right direction. JungMin seemed to already have a new best friend in HyungJoon, teasing him mercilessly.
Seeing JungMin tormenting the poor thing, YoungSaeng sighed, kissing KyuJong before he walked over and extracted HyungJoon before JungMin could do anything else to him. "Stop tormenting him, Min," he stated, though he was unable to hide the slight amusement.
He truly was happy to see JungMin.
"I am not," JungMin protested, puffing his cheeks out in a pout. "I'm being friendly." He folded his arms over his chest and sulked, looking like a child who had been denied sweets.
YoungSaeng, sighing yet again, reached out-up-and pat his head placatingly. "Fine, fine. So Min, how about telling me why you're here." He was pretty curious, but hoped that JungMin would be good for a change and not make mention of the hospital any more than they already had.
JungMin blinked at him. "The same reason why other people our age go to school?" he replied slowly, as if talking to someone of extremely low intelligence. Nicole giggled behind them.
"I'd believe that if you hadn't made it abundantly clear that you'd never go to school again," YoungSaeng pointed out, brow raised.
"Well, I never thought I'd go to school again," JungMin snorted. "People insisted." He seemed to have gotten the need to be at least a little discreet. Watching the other people walk by with wide eyes, he tugged his turtleneck up a little more absentmindedly before turning his attention back to YoungSaeng and KyuJong, who was walking beside his boyfriend.
The wide grin appeared. "So? How long?" He motioned at them.
"About a week after school started," YoungSaeng replied, squeezing KyuJong's hand.
"Wow," JungMin whistled. "You really don't waste time. I knew you'd be popular, you're just so cute," he laughed, poking at YoungSaeng's cheeks again playfully.
YoungSaeng sobered slightly, batting the hand away with no real determination. "Trust me. Until recently, I have not been popular in a good way..."
"Hm?" JungMin blinked at him. "What happened?" He asked, watching KyuJong draw an arm around YoungSaeng's waist.
"Nothing that hasn't been taken care of," YoungSaeng replied, soaking in the comfort that KyuJong provided.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?" JungMin pouted again.
They reached the cafeteria, the group going to get their food. JungMin appeared overly fascinated by everything, and was easily distracted from the conversation.
"...Maybe later, okay, Min ah?" YoungSaeng bargained, voice quieting as they entered the cafeteria. His hand fell from KyuJong's hold, but he still remained close. Luckily the spirits were calm, and YoungSaeng's eyes did little more than darken a few shades rather than completely blacken. Maybe the practice was beginning to help a bit.
"Okay," JungMin huffed, wandering around to get something to eat. KyuJong picked up a plate of the pasta he had become fond of, sticking close to YoungSaeng as he watched the others poke around the cafeteria. Nicole and Hara were out first, running to save them a table.
Grabbing a salad and a bottle of juice, YoungSaeng smiled at KyuJong and followed after the girls, taking a seat. This would be only his second time in the cafeteria, so he felt a bit awkward with such a large group of people, and it showed as he shrank back a bit, shifting closer to KyuJong but not close enough to impede him from eating.
Watching the others join them, KyuJong smiled reassuringly at YoungSaeng as his boyfriend was clearly uncomfortable, twining their fingers together under the table out of habit. JungMin was happily chattering to HyungJoon and Nicole at the other end of the table, seeming to have none of YoungSaeng's reservations about large groups. KyuJong wondered why he wasn't even taking his gloves off to eat though.
Noticing KyuJong's gaze, YoungSaeng leaned over. "He always wears them," he explained. "He never told me why, though."
"Is he aware that people could probably hear him from outer space?" HyunJoong asked once he finally arrived at the table.
KyuJong had to smile at that. JungMin's voice echoed over all other conversations. "I'm...not quite sure." Maybe he just didn't care.
JungMin looked over at them at that, grinning widely. "What's the point in having a voice if you don't use it?"
HyunJoong grinned back. "Has anyone ever taught you the concept of indoor voices?" he teased.
"If they did, he wasn't paying attention," YoungSaeng muttered, grin peeking out.
"But it's so much more fun inside. Everything echoes," JungMin announced, eyes dancing. "You're the one talking too quiet," he countered, poking HyunJoong in the chest.
Nicole had to laugh. "If there's one thing HyunJoong isn't, it's quiet," she replied, earning a playful tug on her hair.
"Hush, you," he teased before turning back to JungMin. "She's right, though. I'm not usually quiet. I just know when to be loud."
YoungSaeng had to snicker at the phrasing. If JungMin were anything like he was before he left, he'd be all over that comment.
A wide, Cheshire grin spread on the redhead's lips. "Oh really?" JungMin scooted closer, grin shifting into a smirk as he leaned in. "I'd like to see you being loud then," he whispered in the older boy's ear.
Having the misfortune of being right beside HyunJoong, KyuJong caught the whisper and turned bright red.
HyunJoong turned as red as KyuJong, if not redder before he pulled back wide eyed. "I-I-I...that's not what I meant, you pervert!" he shouted, drawing attention toward him, which only made him blush harder before dropping into his chair with a pout.
'Nope', YoungSaeng thought. 'Hasn't changed at all.'
JungMin leaned away, the mischievous grin back. "I didn't say anything," he chirped, expression innocent. "It's your dirty mind jumping to conclusions."
"He's having too much fun, I think," KyuJong informed YoungSaeng.
Blush darkening, HyunJoong opened his mouth to retort, but nothing came out. After a few more false starts, he finally just dropped into his seat and avoided looking at the redhead.
HyungJoon blinked before smiling at JungMin. "How did you do that? I've never seen him so speechless-ACK!" he squealed when he was hit by a spoonful of pudding…he hoped.
JungMin snickered, eyes dancing with mischief as he nibbled on a carrot.
"So what classes do you have?" HaRa asked curiously.
"Um...” The redhead puffed out his cheeks slightly as he thought. "Japanese and History later. This morning was Math and English...and tomorrow I have acting."
"In the morning?" Nicole piped up. When JungMin nodded, she brightened. "You might be in our acting class then!"
YoungSaeng perked up a bit. "Japanese? I have that class," he told him. It would be nice to have a friend in his class.
"Great!" JungMin grinned widely. "Is it fun? The other classes were okay, but the teachers were kinda stingy."
"Because you're not supposed to be talking over her in a lecture," HaRa pointed out good-naturedly.
"Well, I like it, even though I have to talk in front of people," YoungSaeng replied. He knew that JungMin would remember how much he hated speaking in front of strangers.
The redhead grinned at him. "Practice makes perfect!" He seemed to be very pleased that YoungSaeng was talking now, and had such a large group of friends.
"So JungMin," HyungJoon began. "How do you know YoungSaeng?" They had noticed how shy and withdrawn he was the moment they saw him, always remaining close to KyuJong and never speaking unless he had to. How he had become friends with such a person as JungMin was mindboggling.
JungMin blinked at him, then shrugged with a grin. "Our rooms were right next to each other," he said, obviously without any idea YoungSaeng hadn't even begun to explain where he'd been. "We were always being paired up since we were the only people our age in the whole - MPFH!"
The second JungMin began explaining, YoungSaeng looked around frantically until he saw one last carrot on JungMin's tray. Picking it up, he quickly shoved it into JungMin's mouth to shut him up.
"We were staying in the same place. There were a lot of older people there, and we were pretty much the only kids, so we hung out a lot," he explained.
HyunJoong watched on, growing even more curious about the pair's odd relationship.
Blinking at YoungSaeng with the carrot hanging out of his mouth, JungMin seemed to finally get that he wasn't supposed to say anything about the hospital, munching on his carrot in relative silence and nodding along to what YoungSaeng was saying. KyuJong wondered if he had absolutely no sense of self-preservation, or just didn't care what people thought about the idea he had been in a mental hospital.
"We need to get going," HaRa piped up, remembering something and nudging Nicole. "Group project to work on. And you have detention," she reminded HyungJoon sternly.
HyungJoon whined at the reminder. "But I didn't even do anything! It was all HyunJoong!"
HyunJoong quirked a brow at the youngest. "I'm not even in any of your classes besides acting, so how is it my fault?"
The following pout answered that question.
"Better get going before you get in even more trouble," KyuJong laughed quietly, looking at YoungSaeng. "Anywhere you want to go?" he asked.
"Back to the room?" YoungSaeng asked as the others left.
KyuJong nodded, smiling.
JungMin blinked at them, still working on his carrot. "Where do I go?"
YoungSaeng paused. "Actually, will you come too? We need to talk about a few things, Min."
"Okay," the redhead replied cheerfully, bouncing to his feet and nearly braining himself off the tray of someone behind him.
Pausing for a second, HyunJoong got up and followed them out. "Um, can I talk to you guys?" he asked.
YoungSaeng paused. He was pretty sure of what he wanted to talk about. With a quick look to KyuJong, he slowly nodded his head.
KyuJong tried not to frown, squeezing YoungSaeng's hand reassuringly as they walked back to their dorm. Thankfully JungMin made up for the awkward silence tenfold, not shutting up for a second once the carrot was out of his mouth. He kept chatter purely school-related though, not going near any dangerous subjects this time.
HyunJoong rolled his eyes at the redhead. "I dare you to not speak until we get there," he stated, nudging JungMin lightly. He was aware that there was the awkward silence, but he was sure that JungMin trying to be quiet would be entertaining enough.
JungMin blinked owlishly at HyunJoong. "How is that a dare? I won’t talk. It's not that hard." He puffed out his cheeks and pursed his lips, shutting up.
"...” KyuJong watched the younger boy slowly turn the same color as his hair. "YoungSaeng, please tell him HyunJoong said don't talk, not don't breathe."
Snickering, YoungSaeng reached up to poke JungMin's cheeks and force the younger to breathe, only to release a startled yelp as he was shocked. "Not talking and not breathing are totally different things, Min..." he stated as he shook his hands out and flexed his fingers.
Air leaving him in a whoosh, JungMin pouted at YoungSaeng. "But I wasn't talking either, so it's all good, right?"
'And with that, he just lost the dare,' KyuJong mused absently.
HyunJoong smiled, more amused than anything.
"I'd rather you stay conscious, JungMin," YoungSaeng replied as they reached their room. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the key and opened the door, slipping off his shoes and stepping aside to let the others in.
"But I wouldn't have talked," JungMin pointed out again happily, seeming to completely miss the implication that passing out for the sake of a dare was not a good thing. Granted, passing out seemed to be the only way to keep him quiet for longer than it took to breathe.
Stepping in and removing his own shoes as well, KyuJong closed the door after them and walked to sit on his bed, patting the space beside him for Saeng.
Taking the offered seat and motioning the other two toward the unused bed, YoungSaeng looked at HyunJoong. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
HyunJoong, noticing the nervousness, cut straight to the chase, though with far more tact than usual. "You really don't have to tell me, but can I ask why the two of you were in a hospital?"
He had no idea what sort of hospital they had been in, but after meeting JungMin, he could venture a guess.