Second-hand Attention [Drabble]
Title: Second-hand Attention
Genre: Fluff, mild Angst(?)
Rating: G
Fandom: SS501
Pairing: KyuMinSaeng; HyunSaeng
Summary: Everybody loves Youngsaeng it seems…
[A/N: Based off this gif, shown to me by the very lovely renichifreak ~]
He could practically feel the glares of doom from behind the wooden door. In fact, if didn’t defy the laws of nature, those same glares would bypass the door entirely and bore two holes through him - one through his heart, and the other through his not as vital but still precious family jewels.
“Heh… how angry do you think they’re now?”
But now, he was being distracted from those glares, and shifting his attention from the door, he cast a slightly dazed look to the insinuator of this whole tirade. “Uh… they’re probably plotting my demise as of now.”
“True, true…” a pat on his back, then a brilliant smile. “But don’t worry, leader-sshi, I promised that you wouldn’t get into trouble, so you won’t.”
He wouldn’t have worried even if the younger hadn’t reassured him.
“Hmm… I wonder what they’re doing right now. Do you think I went too far teasing them? It’s the only way to prevent them from killing each other though…”
He watched as Youngsaeng chattered excitedly to him, and he wondered whether Jungmin or Kyujong had seen this side of Youngsaeng. Wondered whether they knew that their usually quiet Youngsaeng could become this animated when he was amused and out of camera’s sight.
“Well, I suppose that’s enough teasing for one day.” Youngsaeng chuckled as he began to unlock the door. “And that was good thinking, pretending to lean down and kiss me so that they’d get even more riled up.”
And Hyunjoong wondered, as he watched Younsaeng run out of the room to placate the angry demons outside, if Youngsaeng would ever know that the almost kiss had not been ‘good thinking’, but rather, a result of instinct.
He wondered, as he watched Youngsaeng put his arms around both Kyujong and Jungmin, if the man would ever notice that Hyunjoong had feelings for him.
And he wondered if there would ever come a day that he would stop wondering.
…
Probably not.