Not in Love: The End
Title: Not In Love Chapter : The End
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Chansung watches Junho, morning, noon and night. But he's not in love. He even dreams about the smaller man. But he's not in love. He likes touching Junho. But he's certainly not in love... He gets jealous when anyone touches, talks or looks at Junho... But he's definitely not in love... Is he?
Author's Notes: I know it's the last chapter, Boo so sad T~T I WAS LISTENING TO THIS WHEN I WROTE THE END, SO LISTEN TO THIS WHILE YOU READ AFTER IDOL SPORTS THIS
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
The more Junho thought of Wooyoung's words and how much less Nichkhun looked at it him, the more it started to sink in.
"You don't have to worry anymore. You're safe."
Nichkhun was hanging around Wooyoung more, in fact Junho couldn't think of a time when he hadn't seen the older member without him. Although, Chansung always kept an eye on him. Like he was afraid Junho was going to get into trouble or accidently hurt himself. Or worse, have Nichkhun attack him.
Was it that easy for the older boy to switch? What caused him to change? Was he really safe? He trusted Wooyoung but not so much the older.
Junho rubbed his arm as he passed by the kitchen.
"Something up?" Taecyeon asked, a piece of bread hanging from his mouth.
The younger boy raised a brow. "Not really."
The taller boy's mouth curved. "Well it's not cold in here."
Junho sighed, slumping his shoulders. "Wooyoung told me I was safe."
Taecyeon was quiet for a moment before he choked on his bread.
"Hyung should really chew then swallow."
The older male cleared his throat, waving his hand over his face. "He said you were safe?" He wheezed.
"Mm, what do you think that means?"
Taecyeon didn't know what was going on with Junho, Wooyoung had giving him a very obvious hint but now everything was becoming so clear. Even though he wasn't involved in the situation, which made things worse, he looked at Junho, knowing exactly what it had meant.
"You have... No idea?"
Junho tapped his chin. "Maybe a tiny idea..."
"Then..." The taller boy hoped Junho thought what he knew. "Go on that and see what happens."
"Okay. Thanks hyung." Junho continued down the hallway.
Taecyeon shoved more bread in his mouth as he turned his head, choking once more.
"You really need to learn to chew." Junsu said, flicking a crumb off his chest. "I hope you don't choke during Idol Sports..."
The younger boy grinned. "Why? Would you not enjoy taking care of me?...Nurse?"
Junsu frowned, punching Taecyeon in the stomach. "Don't come crying to me if you hurt yourself."
~
Junho shivered as he woke up the next morning. He felt around for his blanket, not feeling any soft material under his fingers. When he finally pried his eyes open, he was laying against the bed sheetless, exposed to the chilly morning air. He groaned as he got up, dragging his bare feet across the wooden floor. He shuttered as he opened his bedroom door, it seemed to be colder out of his room. He didn't see anyone else up as he paced the hallway, stopping at the living room doorway.
Chansung was wrapped up in his blankets, looking nice and warm. Junho pouted, standing and shivering on the cold floor. The maknae wouldn't mind, he thought, if he weaseled his way in. Deciding this was a good idea, Junho crawled onto the floor, lifting Chansung's comforter and snuggling between the youngest boy's arms.
He smiled against the instant warmth, pressing his face against Chansung's chest.
"Junho?" The maknae asked him with in groggy whisper.
Junho tensed. "Y-yes?"
"What're you doing?"
The smaller boy's lip trembled, suddenly feeling like he was invading Chansung's personal space. "I-I was cold."
"Oh."
Junho didn't relax until he felt the maknae wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"It's warmer here on the floor?" Chansung asked, resting his chin on the top of Junho's head.
"It is here." The smaller boy blushed, snuggling closer.
~
"Come on! Time to get up! We have a shooting to do!" Taecyeon was clapping his hands, stepping into the living room.
Junho peeked his head out of the blankets, still wrapped in Chansung's arms.
"Oh... Junho... What're you-... Oh nevermind. It's time to get up."
Taecyeon went to the couch, shaking Wooyoung, who was wrapped up tightly in his blankets. "Come on sleepyhead, get up."
Wooyoung groaned, throwing his blankets off as they landed on top of the two younger members. He bumped into Nichkhun, ignoring him as he walked into the bathroom.
"He's really not a morning person is he?" Nichkhun frowned.
"He'll get over it..." Taecyeon's eyes fell back onto the lumps on the floor.
He sighed, grabbing the blankets and ripping them away. Junho shivered, bringing his legs close to his body.
"Hyuuuung..." Chansung whined, laying flat on his back.
Nichkhun blinked, his eyes moving to Junho as he watched him. "What were you doing sleeping with Chansung?"
Junho froze, his eyes widening.
"What does it matter to you?" Chansung sat up, rubbing his eyes.
Nichkhun opened his mouth but Wooyoung hugged him from behind. "Hyung, I don't want to go."
The older boy sighed, turning around and hugging the smaller boy. "I'll make you feel better when you get back. I promise."
"I have to make it there first." Wooyoung whined.
"Come on come on come on, up up up!" Taecyeon grabbed at the blanket under the two youngest boys, sliding them around the floor.
"We're up hyung! We're up!"
~
Junho yawned as he sat on the grass of the playing field. There were so many groups there he started to lose count. SHINee, Beast, 4minute, INFINITE, U-Kiss and even parts of Super Junior. So many different colours were on the field, mixed and matched. If the day didn't include wearing a ton of make-up and stopping their shooting so much, Junho might have taken the competitions seriously.
He didn't bother to watch any of the groups as they competed in the different tracks and jumps. He decided to walk around the field, occasionally bowing to a few people.
"Hey hyung!"
Junho didn't bother to turn around.
"Hyung!" The male said, a bit out of breath.
A hand clasped his shoulder and he turned around, Minho smiling at him.
"Oh! Hi Minho. Sorry, there are... A lot of 'hyungs' here today."
"That's okay!" Minho's smile widened. "So are you feeling better hyung?"
Junho raised a brow. " What?"
"Are you feeling better? You said you didn't feel well on Dream Team."
"That was so long ago..." Junho muttered, trying not to think about it.
"It was..." Minho said. "But hyungs seem to forget about their health so they're always sick."
The older boy smiled. "I'm okay now Minho. I'm not sick."
Minho pulled Junho closer, wrapping his arms around him tightly. "That's good."
"Y-yeah..."
Junho let the familiar feeling of Minho's embrace fill him up again like it did on Dream Team. How it had reminded him so much of...
"Hey Minho... Hyung..." Chansung approached them, his voice not friendly.
"Hey hyung!" Minho smiled, letting go of Junho.
"Hyung... It's almost our turn."
"Oh, okay. See you later Minho." Junho smiled.
Chansung grabbed his hand and pulled him away.
"Something wrong Chansung?"
"No. Why?" The maknae didn't turn to smile.
"N-no reason..."
~
Junho lined up with the rest of his competition, stretching his legs. He bent over, laughing as Jo Kwon played around. From his team, Chansung and Taecyeon were spread out beside him.
The gun went off and Junho bolted from the starting line. Minho sped up, leaving everyone else in the dust although Eunhyuk wasn't far behind. Junho was third as he jumped over the fourth hurdle, suddenly crashing down and rolling onto the track. He lifted his head but let it fall back onto the track as Taecyeon ran to him, grabbing his arm and offering to pull him up as the cameras started to surround him.
Junho groaned and when he opened his eyes, Chansung was kneeling next to him.
"Are you okay?" The panting maknae asked.
"Did you win?" Junho asked, not caring about himself.
"That doesn't matter!"
Chansung gripped his hand tight.
"My back hurts. That's about it."
"How much does it hurt?" The younger boy's tone softened. "Will you be okay?"
The stretcher came, pushing a few people out of the way as the medics lifted him and carried him away, Taecyeon at his side.
Junho sighed, resting his arm over his face.
"You gonna be alright?" Taecyeon asked, coming into the room.
"Mm, I just need to rest for a bit."
"Roll over." The older boy instructed.
Junho grunted as he turned over, laying on his stomach. Taecyeon pressed a cold ice pack to his back and the younger boy hissed.
"We'll keep this here for a bit. Then you can go back out. All you're going to do is socialize anyways. Can't do much when you injure yourself. I don't think you did it on purpose."
"Of course I didn't! Why would I hurt myself on purpose?! I don't like attention."
"Not even from Chansung?" Taecyeon asked, stepping out of the room.
Junho huffed, why would Taecyeon say that?
The 15 minutes had ticked by so slowly that the small boy thought he was going to die of boredom. As the second hand finally hit the 12 again, Junho sat up slowly, moving around with his fragile body. His back did hurt, but not enough to paralyze him for a whole afternoon. His legs, however, disagreed as he quickly found a chair by the track and sat down.
"You alright?" Taecyeon asked, kneeling in front of him.
"Fine. My legs just..." Junho sighed, bowing his head.
The older boy shook his head, mumbling something about staying in the medic room as Chansung ran to the youngest male.
"Hey! Are you alright?"
Junho lifted his head and nodded before letting it fall again. The sudden sense of loss hit him. When he had fell from his third place, he had lost.
Chansung slipped his hand around Junho's, squeezing it tight. "Does your back hurt a lot?"
"It's not my back that hurts anymore."
"What... What is it?"
Someone suddenly called for Chansung as the maknae turned.
"I... I'll be back okay?"
He squeezed Junho's hand tight before running off. The smaller boy sighed, pushing off the chair. He wasn't going to stay in that spot for the rest of the day. He took it slow, walking behind all the groups, avoiding all eye contact.
"Hyung!!"
This time Junho turned as Minho ran toward him with a concerned look.
"Hyung, should you be up walking? You hurt your back."
"I'm fine... My back doesn't really hurt that much anymore."
Minho hugged him softly, gently rubbing his lower back.
"Hyung, I could go get you an ice pack and lay it on your back for you."
Junho smiled. "No thanks Minho, I'll be alright."
"Okay." The younger boy smiled, patting Junho on the shoulder and running off.
~
Junho felt a yawn sneak up on him, letting it escape as his eyes tightly closed.
"My, what a big yawn."
Junho opened his eyes as Doojoon, a member from Beast, smiled at him.
"Mm I'm still tired from this morning."
"It's already 2PM!"
Junho laughed. "That's a good one."
Doojoon smacked his forehead, signally that he hadn't meant to say it.
"So how ya doin' Junho?"
"Fine... Day just keeps getting better." Junho's eyes squinted as he looked at Doojoon's brow.
"What's the matter?"
"You uh..." Junho reached forward, plucking a stray hair off the older boy's face and flicking it away.
"Aw, aren't you a sweetheart."
Junho laughed, about to push the older boy away when his stomach growled.
"There's a beast in there."
The younger boy groaned. " I don't think I've eaten all day. Oh... I can feel it gurgling."
Doojoon smiled. "No way."
"I can, feel it."
Doojoon obliged, placing his hand over Junho's stomach as it growled again.
"Maybe you're having a baby."
Both boys suddenly burst out laughing, holding their stomachs. Junho excused himself to go find food.
~
Junho sighed happily, rubbing his full stomach. He sat down when he found Taecyeon and Wooyoung sitting with fellow 2AM members, JoKwon and Seulong. Junho found Seulong's stomach to look very inviting as he sat down, leaning back and laying his head against the 2AM member.
Seulong grunted. " Oh hey Junho."
"Hey." Junho wiggled until his face was under the umbrella.
"Had to lay down, eh?" Taecyeon smiled.
He was laying under the umbrella, Seulong laying against his stomach. Junho grumbled, not answering him.
"I want you to stay here. Don't move around too much. I'm ordering this as your hyung."
"Mm." Was all Junho said.
~
Wooyoung's laugh suddenly woke up him, his face now in the sunlight. Junho stretched, sitting up. Taecyeon and Seulong seemed to still be in a deep sleep. He carefully stood up, trying to not to wake Taecyeon.
"Hey Junho, come sit with us!" Wooyoung called.
"Yeah yeah! Come sit!" JoKwon was waving him over.
Junho smiled, walking around to the small boys and plopping down on the grass.
"Did you have a good nap?" JoKwon asked. "You were grinning like a crazy man."
Junho blushed. "I-I was?"
Wooyoung nodded.
"What were you dreaming about?" The younger male asked.
"I.. I don't remember."
Wooyoung smirked. "Sure you don't."
"Hmmmmm? Do you know something Woogie?" JoKwon asked.
The older boy shook his head. "It's not my place to tell."
"I-I'm going to go walk around. I'll be back later." Junho got up, leaving the curious boys.
"Yah! Leaving to avoid the question!" JoKwon yelled.
~
"How was your nap?"
Junho looked up just as Chansung ran to him with a smile on his face.
"Oh, uh, it was good."
"It looked like it, you were smiling."
The older boy blushed hard, bowing his head. He hadn't really remembered his dream, all he knew is that Chansung was in it. It startled him when he felt Chansung wrap his arms around his waist. The younger male rested his chin on his shoulder.
"How's your day been so far?"
"F-fine..." Junho felt his heart race, hoping the maknae could not feel it.
"It's fun to be around all these other groups. It's like a huge social meet." Chansung laughed against the older male's ear.
"It is... When we have to check for make-up instead of fiercely competing."
The maknae pouted. "Hyung, you're not taking this seriously?"
Junho laughed. "Not really."
"Well you should." Chansung released the smaller boy, walking away.
~
Junho sighed as he plopped down on the grass next to Minho.
"What's wrong hyung?"
"Chansung is mad at me."
"Why?"
"I told him I wasn't taking the races seriously."
Minho turned to him, looking quite serious. "You're not? Really?"
Junho looked away. "No..."
"Does that mean... You fell on purpose?"
"What?! No... No I didn't!" Junho stood up.
Minho stood up too. "Don't be upset hyung. I just see a few people falling to get attention."
Junho crossed his arms over his chest. "Well I didn't. I don't like attention."
"Really?" Minho wrapped his arms around the older boy's waist. "You always have my attention."
The smaller male's eyes widened. "M-Minho... Let go."
The younger boy chuckled, letting go. "I'm not lying hyung. But since I know someone else likes you, I won't pursue you."
Junho turned and looked at Minho, raising a brow. "Who likes me?"
"You don't know?" Minho tilted his head.
"Should I?"
Minho chuckled again. "I thought it was obvious."
The younger boy left Junho, laughing as he walked away.
"What was all that about?" Chansung stepped next to Junho.
"I... I don't know. I feel like everyone knows this huge secret and won't tell me... Like I should know what it is."
"Do you have any idea of what it might be?"
"Mm." Junho nodded, biting his lip.
He turned, walking away as Chansung slapped his hands on the smaller male's shoulders. He followed, walking behind him awkwardly.
Chansung's eyes fell to the rump in front of him, watching as the smaller boy took small steps and making it shake.
"What are you doing?" Junho asked, only turning his head.
"I... Nothing." Chansung caught up, walking beside Junho and throwing his arm around the smaller boy's shoulder.
Junho fanned himself, sighing as he lifted his hat to dry off the sweat from his brow. He didn't realize it would be so hot yet all he was doing was standing around. He watched the girls teams compete and he only sweat more. He decided that not watching was better. His eyes scanned the field, stopping at a tall maknae talking to a short woman with an umbrella. He smirked as he walked towards them, stopping too close to the maknae as his hips rubbed against the taller boy's behind.
"H-hyung..!"
"Hey Chansung. What's up?"
"Y-your hips..."
"Hm?" Junho tilted his head, smiling up at the taller boy.
"Pressing into my butt..."
"Oh...Ha ha." Junho stood beside Chansung.
The maknae was slowly making his way farther from Junho and by the time the older boy had turned around, Chansung was gone.
Junho blinked, "Um... Okay."
Chansung stood behind Wooyoung, slipping his arms around the smaller boy's waist and hugging him.
"Where's Junho?"
The younger boy blinked. "Why?"
Wooyoung slipped out of his arms, facing the taller boy. "Why don't you just tell him already?"
"Tell him what?"
The older boy punched Chansung in the arm. "Stop playing stupid. Both of you are doing it and I'm sick of it. It's so obvious that you like each other."
Wooyoung sighed and walked away, leaving Chansung feeling a bit confused. Well, more than a bit. Even if he had understood what the smaller member had meant, he didn't know how to tell Junho.
"How are the girls doing?" Minho asked, plopping down next to Junho on the grass.
"Eh? Oh... Uh..."
"You aren't watching are you?"
Junho shook his head. "No."
"Are you having any fun? Sitting here and not watching?"
The older boy turned about to complain when he saw Minho smile, and he laughed.
"Yeah, lots of fun."
Taemin and Jonghyun suddenly sat down behind Minho, looking around. The other SHINee member started talking with his group and Junho bowed his head, closing his eyes. He must have fell asleep for a minute because he suddenly heard Chansung's voice behind him.
"Are you okay hyung?" Minho sounded uncomfortably close.
When Junho raised his head, his face was inches from the younger boys. His eyes widened but grew back to normal size when he saw Minho staring into his eyes.
"Fine. I'm always fine."
Minho laughed. "Yes, yes you are."
Junho leaned back when the taller boy's eyes moved to his lips. Minho played with the fan in his hands.
"You know hyung... If you're ever feeling sad... And just want someone to talk to..."
Junho suddenly felt a hand press to his shoulder, another to Minho's as if they were being pushed apart.
"Hyung... What's up?" Minho turned his head.
"Nothing." Chansung said innocently.
Taecyeon suddenly called his teammates over, waving them to come to him.
"I'll see you later Minho."
Junho bowed and was about to run off when Minho grabbed his arm, pulling down on his knees.
"I will see you later hyung. Just remember what I said. You can come to me at any time."
"Junho!"
Junho blinked, getting off his knees. "O-okay..."
"Hyung you're such a creep." Taemin shook his head at Minho.
"Did you fall over or something?" Taecyeon asked, looking at Junho's grass-stained knees.
"Uh, yeah."
"Ah, well the shooting is almost over. But that doesn't mean you can let go! Keep yourselves under control."
Junho rolled his eyes. Like they hadn't been doing that to begin with. He felt someone lightly pat his rear as Taecyeon walked away.
Junho turned, laughing. "That's not cont-..."
Chansung smiled, giving his ass a grope. Junho blushed, letting the maknae get away with it.
"The urge is hard to control when it's so nice to grab."
Junho jumped when the maknae suddenly slapped his ass. The taller boy leaned against him, resting his chin on the smaller boy's shoulder.
"Junho?"
The smaller boy's heartrate accelerated. "Y-yes?"
Chansung fell silent.
"C-Chansung?"
"I have something to tell you... N-not right now... Later... When we get back."
The maknae suddenly disappeared from his shoulder. Panic spread through Junho as he stood as stiff as a statue. He had an idea of what Chansung wanted to tell him but... He wasn't ready. He wasn't ready to hear it. He had heard Chansung say it before but this time, it was serious. He could feel it whenever the maknae looked at him or touched him.
Junho didn't even noticed his legs had moved until he was sitting next to Wooyoung.
"What's wrong? You look scared."
"I...Chansung... Wanted to talk...Me..." Was all Junho managed get out.
Wooyoung stopped fanning himself. "Do you know why?"
Junho went stone stiff again.
The older boy sighed. "I take that as a yes. Though I don't know why you're so ... Scared. It's obvious you like him too."
Junho shot a glare at Wooyoung, but received a smack with the fan.
"Don't act stupid, I get enough from Chansung. I know you're not stupid Junho. Have you ever stopped to think about your feelings towards him?"
~
It was then Junho went quiet for the rest of the day. How did Chansung make him feel? He knew deep inside that the maknae's love was not one-sided. Those times when Junho had snuggled next to him and Chansung pulled him closer. Or when Junho had hurt himself and it was Chansung who came running. Who was it that Junho always wanted? Chansung. Whose bed was it when he always wanted warmth and comfort? Who did he want to eat every meal with? Every answer was Chansung no matter what corner he turned.
But...
"I love Chansung?"
Junho gasped, blushing and covering his mouth. He was alone so the actions almost seemed ridiculous. His heart raced as he said it. Could he say it again?
"I love...I... Chansung... Love I..."
He could feel his face burn. He believed it. He really did believe he loved the maknae when he stuttered and messed up his words. If he hadn't loved him then the words would have come out so easy.
"I love Wooyoung."
Junho smiled.
"I love Junsu."
He chuckled.
"I love Taecyeon."
He took a deep breath. "I love Cha-Chan-..."
"What're you doing?"
Junho jumped and turned around. Junsu was leaning against the doorway, watching his younger member.
"P-practicing..." It was true.
Junsu made a face. "For what? Some bromance special?"
"What are we doing on bromance?" Taecyeon appeared beside Junsu.
"Junho is practicing his ' I love you 's."
Taecyeon chuckled, looping his arm around Junsu's waist and pulling him away from the room. "Then let him be. He needs practice."
Junho turned away from the door again, preparing himself to say it again when a knock on the door stopped him.
"Leave me alooooooone." He whined.
"... Sorry hyung."
Junho gasped, turning around to see Chansung leave. "W-wait!!"
He smacked his face into the maknae's chest as he raced out of his room and around the corner.
"Ow..."
"Are you okay?"
Junho nodded. "W-what was it... That you..."
"I came to talk to you."
Junho bit his lip. "I-I'm listening..."
Chansung wrapped his arms around Junho's waist, pulling him closer. Junho could feel his heart jump again but this time he didn't care if the maknae could feel it. He slightly trembled as the taller boy looked into his eyes with gentle emotion.
"Hyung... I don't know how you feel but... For right now. Just listen to what I have to say."
Junho nodded slowly, keeping his eyes locked with Chansung's.
"Junho. Lee Junho, I love you. I'd had feelings for you for so long. I get jealous when I see you with anyone else. I want to hurt them whenever I see them hurt you, but twice as bad. I want to keep you close to me. I want to keep you all to myself. I hate to see you sad, it makes me want to cry and hold you close. I hate when anyone looks at you. I... I hated it when you had to leave for Dream Team with Nichkhun. I hated the idea of him touching you while I couldn't protect you. I hated how he always got close to you while I was around, like he was playing with my head and playing with your feelings. I loved how you came to me when you couldn't sleep. I loved how you trusted me. I love how you came to me to find warmth. I loved how you wanted me around. I love you... All of you... Every inch of you."
Junho felt his heart stop. His eyes stung, letting a tear slip. As he opened his mouth to speak, his lip quivered, preventing his words from coming out. His legs suddenly felt like jelly but Chansung kept a tight embrace and kept him standing. More tears sprang from his eyes as he suddenly sniffled.
"H-hyung, d-don't cry." Chansung wiped a tear from Junho cheek, trying to rub the others away.
"I love you Chansung." Junho cried, sniffling and looking up at the taller boy.
A tear fell from Chansung's eyes and he pulled Junho up and hugged him tightly. He laughed as more tears escaped. Junho cried into the younger boy's shoulder, pressing his face into Chansung.
"I love you Chansung." He said, muffled against the maknae's shirt. "I love you."
"Thank you." Chansung sniffled, laughing again.
He picked up Junho, the smaller boy wrapping his legs around the taller boy's waist.
"Thank you so much."
"I love you so much Chansung."
Chansung brought his head back, looking into Junho's eyes. "I love you too."
The two boys smiled, pressing their foreheads together and laughed. Junho finally took a deep breath, his smile slowly fading as he looked into Chansung's eye's. The younger boy leaned in, pressing his lips into Junho's. The older boy panted against his lips as he tilted his head, snagging the maknae's lip between his teeth.
"Well it's about time."
The two youngest boys turned to see Taecyeon leaning against the doorframe, smiling at them.
"Hm? What's going on?" Junsu stood beside him. "What're you guys doing..?"
"Took you guys long enough." Wooyoung smiled.
Nichkhun stood next to him, his mouth hanging open.
"You jerk. You deserve worse you know."
"Was I that bad?" Nichkhun asked.
"When that was going on?" Wooyoung pointed to Junho and Chansung. "I'd say you were pretty bad."
"I'm sorry." Nichkhun bowed slightly to the two younger boys.
Junho laughed.
"What?" Chansung was confused.
"Haha, it's okay." Junho hugged him.
"So everything's great now!" Taecyeon threw his arms into the air.
Wooyoung and Nichkhun left the room.
"No it's not. What's going on?" Junsu asked, looking at Taecyeon.
The taller boy smiled, wrapping his arm around Junsu. "I'll explain everything when you're older honey."
"I'm not a child Taecyeon." Junsu said as he was pulled away.
"I guess this makes us pretty stupid." Junho said.
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Everyone else knew."
Chansung laughed softly. "We're just stupidly... And Blindly in love with each other."
Junho smiled, resting his head against the taller boy and listening to his heartbeat. He suddenly jumped back, his smile huge.
"What's the matter?"
"Hey hyungs?! We should have a movie night!"
Chansung laughed. "That's a great idea."
The end.
~~~~~~~~
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Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Chansung watches Junho, morning, noon and night. But he's not in love. He even dreams about the smaller man. But he's not in love. He likes touching Junho. But he's certainly not in love... He gets jealous when anyone touches, talks or looks at Junho... But he's definitely not in love... Is he?
Author's Notes: I know it's the last chapter, Boo so sad T~T I WAS LISTENING TO THIS WHEN I WROTE THE END, SO LISTEN TO THIS WHILE YOU READ AFTER IDOL SPORTS THIS
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
The more Junho thought of Wooyoung's words and how much less Nichkhun looked at it him, the more it started to sink in.
"You don't have to worry anymore. You're safe."
Nichkhun was hanging around Wooyoung more, in fact Junho couldn't think of a time when he hadn't seen the older member without him. Although, Chansung always kept an eye on him. Like he was afraid Junho was going to get into trouble or accidently hurt himself. Or worse, have Nichkhun attack him.
Was it that easy for the older boy to switch? What caused him to change? Was he really safe? He trusted Wooyoung but not so much the older.
Junho rubbed his arm as he passed by the kitchen.
"Something up?" Taecyeon asked, a piece of bread hanging from his mouth.
The younger boy raised a brow. "Not really."
The taller boy's mouth curved. "Well it's not cold in here."
Junho sighed, slumping his shoulders. "Wooyoung told me I was safe."
Taecyeon was quiet for a moment before he choked on his bread.
"Hyung should really chew then swallow."
The older male cleared his throat, waving his hand over his face. "He said you were safe?" He wheezed.
"Mm, what do you think that means?"
Taecyeon didn't know what was going on with Junho, Wooyoung had giving him a very obvious hint but now everything was becoming so clear. Even though he wasn't involved in the situation, which made things worse, he looked at Junho, knowing exactly what it had meant.
"You have... No idea?"
Junho tapped his chin. "Maybe a tiny idea..."
"Then..." The taller boy hoped Junho thought what he knew. "Go on that and see what happens."
"Okay. Thanks hyung." Junho continued down the hallway.
Taecyeon shoved more bread in his mouth as he turned his head, choking once more.
"You really need to learn to chew." Junsu said, flicking a crumb off his chest. "I hope you don't choke during Idol Sports..."
The younger boy grinned. "Why? Would you not enjoy taking care of me?...Nurse?"
Junsu frowned, punching Taecyeon in the stomach. "Don't come crying to me if you hurt yourself."
~
Junho shivered as he woke up the next morning. He felt around for his blanket, not feeling any soft material under his fingers. When he finally pried his eyes open, he was laying against the bed sheetless, exposed to the chilly morning air. He groaned as he got up, dragging his bare feet across the wooden floor. He shuttered as he opened his bedroom door, it seemed to be colder out of his room. He didn't see anyone else up as he paced the hallway, stopping at the living room doorway.
Chansung was wrapped up in his blankets, looking nice and warm. Junho pouted, standing and shivering on the cold floor. The maknae wouldn't mind, he thought, if he weaseled his way in. Deciding this was a good idea, Junho crawled onto the floor, lifting Chansung's comforter and snuggling between the youngest boy's arms.
He smiled against the instant warmth, pressing his face against Chansung's chest.
"Junho?" The maknae asked him with in groggy whisper.
Junho tensed. "Y-yes?"
"What're you doing?"
The smaller boy's lip trembled, suddenly feeling like he was invading Chansung's personal space. "I-I was cold."
"Oh."
Junho didn't relax until he felt the maknae wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"It's warmer here on the floor?" Chansung asked, resting his chin on the top of Junho's head.
"It is here." The smaller boy blushed, snuggling closer.
~
"Come on! Time to get up! We have a shooting to do!" Taecyeon was clapping his hands, stepping into the living room.
Junho peeked his head out of the blankets, still wrapped in Chansung's arms.
"Oh... Junho... What're you-... Oh nevermind. It's time to get up."
Taecyeon went to the couch, shaking Wooyoung, who was wrapped up tightly in his blankets. "Come on sleepyhead, get up."
Wooyoung groaned, throwing his blankets off as they landed on top of the two younger members. He bumped into Nichkhun, ignoring him as he walked into the bathroom.
"He's really not a morning person is he?" Nichkhun frowned.
"He'll get over it..." Taecyeon's eyes fell back onto the lumps on the floor.
He sighed, grabbing the blankets and ripping them away. Junho shivered, bringing his legs close to his body.
"Hyuuuung..." Chansung whined, laying flat on his back.
Nichkhun blinked, his eyes moving to Junho as he watched him. "What were you doing sleeping with Chansung?"
Junho froze, his eyes widening.
"What does it matter to you?" Chansung sat up, rubbing his eyes.
Nichkhun opened his mouth but Wooyoung hugged him from behind. "Hyung, I don't want to go."
The older boy sighed, turning around and hugging the smaller boy. "I'll make you feel better when you get back. I promise."
"I have to make it there first." Wooyoung whined.
"Come on come on come on, up up up!" Taecyeon grabbed at the blanket under the two youngest boys, sliding them around the floor.
"We're up hyung! We're up!"
~
Junho yawned as he sat on the grass of the playing field. There were so many groups there he started to lose count. SHINee, Beast, 4minute, INFINITE, U-Kiss and even parts of Super Junior. So many different colours were on the field, mixed and matched. If the day didn't include wearing a ton of make-up and stopping their shooting so much, Junho might have taken the competitions seriously.
He didn't bother to watch any of the groups as they competed in the different tracks and jumps. He decided to walk around the field, occasionally bowing to a few people.
"Hey hyung!"
Junho didn't bother to turn around.
"Hyung!" The male said, a bit out of breath.
A hand clasped his shoulder and he turned around, Minho smiling at him.
"Oh! Hi Minho. Sorry, there are... A lot of 'hyungs' here today."
"That's okay!" Minho's smile widened. "So are you feeling better hyung?"
Junho raised a brow. " What?"
"Are you feeling better? You said you didn't feel well on Dream Team."
"That was so long ago..." Junho muttered, trying not to think about it.
"It was..." Minho said. "But hyungs seem to forget about their health so they're always sick."
The older boy smiled. "I'm okay now Minho. I'm not sick."
Minho pulled Junho closer, wrapping his arms around him tightly. "That's good."
"Y-yeah..."
Junho let the familiar feeling of Minho's embrace fill him up again like it did on Dream Team. How it had reminded him so much of...
"Hey Minho... Hyung..." Chansung approached them, his voice not friendly.
"Hey hyung!" Minho smiled, letting go of Junho.
"Hyung... It's almost our turn."
"Oh, okay. See you later Minho." Junho smiled.
Chansung grabbed his hand and pulled him away.
"Something wrong Chansung?"
"No. Why?" The maknae didn't turn to smile.
"N-no reason..."
~
Junho lined up with the rest of his competition, stretching his legs. He bent over, laughing as Jo Kwon played around. From his team, Chansung and Taecyeon were spread out beside him.
The gun went off and Junho bolted from the starting line. Minho sped up, leaving everyone else in the dust although Eunhyuk wasn't far behind. Junho was third as he jumped over the fourth hurdle, suddenly crashing down and rolling onto the track. He lifted his head but let it fall back onto the track as Taecyeon ran to him, grabbing his arm and offering to pull him up as the cameras started to surround him.
Junho groaned and when he opened his eyes, Chansung was kneeling next to him.
"Are you okay?" The panting maknae asked.
"Did you win?" Junho asked, not caring about himself.
"That doesn't matter!"
Chansung gripped his hand tight.
"My back hurts. That's about it."
"How much does it hurt?" The younger boy's tone softened. "Will you be okay?"
The stretcher came, pushing a few people out of the way as the medics lifted him and carried him away, Taecyeon at his side.
Junho sighed, resting his arm over his face.
"You gonna be alright?" Taecyeon asked, coming into the room.
"Mm, I just need to rest for a bit."
"Roll over." The older boy instructed.
Junho grunted as he turned over, laying on his stomach. Taecyeon pressed a cold ice pack to his back and the younger boy hissed.
"We'll keep this here for a bit. Then you can go back out. All you're going to do is socialize anyways. Can't do much when you injure yourself. I don't think you did it on purpose."
"Of course I didn't! Why would I hurt myself on purpose?! I don't like attention."
"Not even from Chansung?" Taecyeon asked, stepping out of the room.
Junho huffed, why would Taecyeon say that?
The 15 minutes had ticked by so slowly that the small boy thought he was going to die of boredom. As the second hand finally hit the 12 again, Junho sat up slowly, moving around with his fragile body. His back did hurt, but not enough to paralyze him for a whole afternoon. His legs, however, disagreed as he quickly found a chair by the track and sat down.
"You alright?" Taecyeon asked, kneeling in front of him.
"Fine. My legs just..." Junho sighed, bowing his head.
The older boy shook his head, mumbling something about staying in the medic room as Chansung ran to the youngest male.
"Hey! Are you alright?"
Junho lifted his head and nodded before letting it fall again. The sudden sense of loss hit him. When he had fell from his third place, he had lost.
Chansung slipped his hand around Junho's, squeezing it tight. "Does your back hurt a lot?"
"It's not my back that hurts anymore."
"What... What is it?"
Someone suddenly called for Chansung as the maknae turned.
"I... I'll be back okay?"
He squeezed Junho's hand tight before running off. The smaller boy sighed, pushing off the chair. He wasn't going to stay in that spot for the rest of the day. He took it slow, walking behind all the groups, avoiding all eye contact.
"Hyung!!"
This time Junho turned as Minho ran toward him with a concerned look.
"Hyung, should you be up walking? You hurt your back."
"I'm fine... My back doesn't really hurt that much anymore."
Minho hugged him softly, gently rubbing his lower back.
"Hyung, I could go get you an ice pack and lay it on your back for you."
Junho smiled. "No thanks Minho, I'll be alright."
"Okay." The younger boy smiled, patting Junho on the shoulder and running off.
~
Junho felt a yawn sneak up on him, letting it escape as his eyes tightly closed.
"My, what a big yawn."
Junho opened his eyes as Doojoon, a member from Beast, smiled at him.
"Mm I'm still tired from this morning."
"It's already 2PM!"
Junho laughed. "That's a good one."
Doojoon smacked his forehead, signally that he hadn't meant to say it.
"So how ya doin' Junho?"
"Fine... Day just keeps getting better." Junho's eyes squinted as he looked at Doojoon's brow.
"What's the matter?"
"You uh..." Junho reached forward, plucking a stray hair off the older boy's face and flicking it away.
"Aw, aren't you a sweetheart."
Junho laughed, about to push the older boy away when his stomach growled.
"There's a beast in there."
The younger boy groaned. " I don't think I've eaten all day. Oh... I can feel it gurgling."
Doojoon smiled. "No way."
"I can, feel it."
Doojoon obliged, placing his hand over Junho's stomach as it growled again.
"Maybe you're having a baby."
Both boys suddenly burst out laughing, holding their stomachs. Junho excused himself to go find food.
~
Junho sighed happily, rubbing his full stomach. He sat down when he found Taecyeon and Wooyoung sitting with fellow 2AM members, JoKwon and Seulong. Junho found Seulong's stomach to look very inviting as he sat down, leaning back and laying his head against the 2AM member.
Seulong grunted. " Oh hey Junho."
"Hey." Junho wiggled until his face was under the umbrella.
"Had to lay down, eh?" Taecyeon smiled.
He was laying under the umbrella, Seulong laying against his stomach. Junho grumbled, not answering him.
"I want you to stay here. Don't move around too much. I'm ordering this as your hyung."
"Mm." Was all Junho said.
~
Wooyoung's laugh suddenly woke up him, his face now in the sunlight. Junho stretched, sitting up. Taecyeon and Seulong seemed to still be in a deep sleep. He carefully stood up, trying to not to wake Taecyeon.
"Hey Junho, come sit with us!" Wooyoung called.
"Yeah yeah! Come sit!" JoKwon was waving him over.
Junho smiled, walking around to the small boys and plopping down on the grass.
"Did you have a good nap?" JoKwon asked. "You were grinning like a crazy man."
Junho blushed. "I-I was?"
Wooyoung nodded.
"What were you dreaming about?" The younger male asked.
"I.. I don't remember."
Wooyoung smirked. "Sure you don't."
"Hmmmmm? Do you know something Woogie?" JoKwon asked.
The older boy shook his head. "It's not my place to tell."
"I-I'm going to go walk around. I'll be back later." Junho got up, leaving the curious boys.
"Yah! Leaving to avoid the question!" JoKwon yelled.
~
"How was your nap?"
Junho looked up just as Chansung ran to him with a smile on his face.
"Oh, uh, it was good."
"It looked like it, you were smiling."
The older boy blushed hard, bowing his head. He hadn't really remembered his dream, all he knew is that Chansung was in it. It startled him when he felt Chansung wrap his arms around his waist. The younger male rested his chin on his shoulder.
"How's your day been so far?"
"F-fine..." Junho felt his heart race, hoping the maknae could not feel it.
"It's fun to be around all these other groups. It's like a huge social meet." Chansung laughed against the older male's ear.
"It is... When we have to check for make-up instead of fiercely competing."
The maknae pouted. "Hyung, you're not taking this seriously?"
Junho laughed. "Not really."
"Well you should." Chansung released the smaller boy, walking away.
~
Junho sighed as he plopped down on the grass next to Minho.
"What's wrong hyung?"
"Chansung is mad at me."
"Why?"
"I told him I wasn't taking the races seriously."
Minho turned to him, looking quite serious. "You're not? Really?"
Junho looked away. "No..."
"Does that mean... You fell on purpose?"
"What?! No... No I didn't!" Junho stood up.
Minho stood up too. "Don't be upset hyung. I just see a few people falling to get attention."
Junho crossed his arms over his chest. "Well I didn't. I don't like attention."
"Really?" Minho wrapped his arms around the older boy's waist. "You always have my attention."
The smaller male's eyes widened. "M-Minho... Let go."
The younger boy chuckled, letting go. "I'm not lying hyung. But since I know someone else likes you, I won't pursue you."
Junho turned and looked at Minho, raising a brow. "Who likes me?"
"You don't know?" Minho tilted his head.
"Should I?"
Minho chuckled again. "I thought it was obvious."
The younger boy left Junho, laughing as he walked away.
"What was all that about?" Chansung stepped next to Junho.
"I... I don't know. I feel like everyone knows this huge secret and won't tell me... Like I should know what it is."
"Do you have any idea of what it might be?"
"Mm." Junho nodded, biting his lip.
He turned, walking away as Chansung slapped his hands on the smaller male's shoulders. He followed, walking behind him awkwardly.
Chansung's eyes fell to the rump in front of him, watching as the smaller boy took small steps and making it shake.
"What are you doing?" Junho asked, only turning his head.
"I... Nothing." Chansung caught up, walking beside Junho and throwing his arm around the smaller boy's shoulder.
Junho fanned himself, sighing as he lifted his hat to dry off the sweat from his brow. He didn't realize it would be so hot yet all he was doing was standing around. He watched the girls teams compete and he only sweat more. He decided that not watching was better. His eyes scanned the field, stopping at a tall maknae talking to a short woman with an umbrella. He smirked as he walked towards them, stopping too close to the maknae as his hips rubbed against the taller boy's behind.
"H-hyung..!"
"Hey Chansung. What's up?"
"Y-your hips..."
"Hm?" Junho tilted his head, smiling up at the taller boy.
"Pressing into my butt..."
"Oh...Ha ha." Junho stood beside Chansung.
The maknae was slowly making his way farther from Junho and by the time the older boy had turned around, Chansung was gone.
Junho blinked, "Um... Okay."
Chansung stood behind Wooyoung, slipping his arms around the smaller boy's waist and hugging him.
"Where's Junho?"
The younger boy blinked. "Why?"
Wooyoung slipped out of his arms, facing the taller boy. "Why don't you just tell him already?"
"Tell him what?"
The older boy punched Chansung in the arm. "Stop playing stupid. Both of you are doing it and I'm sick of it. It's so obvious that you like each other."
Wooyoung sighed and walked away, leaving Chansung feeling a bit confused. Well, more than a bit. Even if he had understood what the smaller member had meant, he didn't know how to tell Junho.
"How are the girls doing?" Minho asked, plopping down next to Junho on the grass.
"Eh? Oh... Uh..."
"You aren't watching are you?"
Junho shook his head. "No."
"Are you having any fun? Sitting here and not watching?"
The older boy turned about to complain when he saw Minho smile, and he laughed.
"Yeah, lots of fun."
Taemin and Jonghyun suddenly sat down behind Minho, looking around. The other SHINee member started talking with his group and Junho bowed his head, closing his eyes. He must have fell asleep for a minute because he suddenly heard Chansung's voice behind him.
"Are you okay hyung?" Minho sounded uncomfortably close.
When Junho raised his head, his face was inches from the younger boys. His eyes widened but grew back to normal size when he saw Minho staring into his eyes.
"Fine. I'm always fine."
Minho laughed. "Yes, yes you are."
Junho leaned back when the taller boy's eyes moved to his lips. Minho played with the fan in his hands.
"You know hyung... If you're ever feeling sad... And just want someone to talk to..."
Junho suddenly felt a hand press to his shoulder, another to Minho's as if they were being pushed apart.
"Hyung... What's up?" Minho turned his head.
"Nothing." Chansung said innocently.
Taecyeon suddenly called his teammates over, waving them to come to him.
"I'll see you later Minho."
Junho bowed and was about to run off when Minho grabbed his arm, pulling down on his knees.
"I will see you later hyung. Just remember what I said. You can come to me at any time."
"Junho!"
Junho blinked, getting off his knees. "O-okay..."
"Hyung you're such a creep." Taemin shook his head at Minho.
"Did you fall over or something?" Taecyeon asked, looking at Junho's grass-stained knees.
"Uh, yeah."
"Ah, well the shooting is almost over. But that doesn't mean you can let go! Keep yourselves under control."
Junho rolled his eyes. Like they hadn't been doing that to begin with. He felt someone lightly pat his rear as Taecyeon walked away.
Junho turned, laughing. "That's not cont-..."
Chansung smiled, giving his ass a grope. Junho blushed, letting the maknae get away with it.
"The urge is hard to control when it's so nice to grab."
Junho jumped when the maknae suddenly slapped his ass. The taller boy leaned against him, resting his chin on the smaller boy's shoulder.
"Junho?"
The smaller boy's heartrate accelerated. "Y-yes?"
Chansung fell silent.
"C-Chansung?"
"I have something to tell you... N-not right now... Later... When we get back."
The maknae suddenly disappeared from his shoulder. Panic spread through Junho as he stood as stiff as a statue. He had an idea of what Chansung wanted to tell him but... He wasn't ready. He wasn't ready to hear it. He had heard Chansung say it before but this time, it was serious. He could feel it whenever the maknae looked at him or touched him.
Junho didn't even noticed his legs had moved until he was sitting next to Wooyoung.
"What's wrong? You look scared."
"I...Chansung... Wanted to talk...Me..." Was all Junho managed get out.
Wooyoung stopped fanning himself. "Do you know why?"
Junho went stone stiff again.
The older boy sighed. "I take that as a yes. Though I don't know why you're so ... Scared. It's obvious you like him too."
Junho shot a glare at Wooyoung, but received a smack with the fan.
"Don't act stupid, I get enough from Chansung. I know you're not stupid Junho. Have you ever stopped to think about your feelings towards him?"
~
It was then Junho went quiet for the rest of the day. How did Chansung make him feel? He knew deep inside that the maknae's love was not one-sided. Those times when Junho had snuggled next to him and Chansung pulled him closer. Or when Junho had hurt himself and it was Chansung who came running. Who was it that Junho always wanted? Chansung. Whose bed was it when he always wanted warmth and comfort? Who did he want to eat every meal with? Every answer was Chansung no matter what corner he turned.
But...
"I love Chansung?"
Junho gasped, blushing and covering his mouth. He was alone so the actions almost seemed ridiculous. His heart raced as he said it. Could he say it again?
"I love...I... Chansung... Love I..."
He could feel his face burn. He believed it. He really did believe he loved the maknae when he stuttered and messed up his words. If he hadn't loved him then the words would have come out so easy.
"I love Wooyoung."
Junho smiled.
"I love Junsu."
He chuckled.
"I love Taecyeon."
He took a deep breath. "I love Cha-Chan-..."
"What're you doing?"
Junho jumped and turned around. Junsu was leaning against the doorway, watching his younger member.
"P-practicing..." It was true.
Junsu made a face. "For what? Some bromance special?"
"What are we doing on bromance?" Taecyeon appeared beside Junsu.
"Junho is practicing his ' I love you 's."
Taecyeon chuckled, looping his arm around Junsu's waist and pulling him away from the room. "Then let him be. He needs practice."
Junho turned away from the door again, preparing himself to say it again when a knock on the door stopped him.
"Leave me alooooooone." He whined.
"... Sorry hyung."
Junho gasped, turning around to see Chansung leave. "W-wait!!"
He smacked his face into the maknae's chest as he raced out of his room and around the corner.
"Ow..."
"Are you okay?"
Junho nodded. "W-what was it... That you..."
"I came to talk to you."
Junho bit his lip. "I-I'm listening..."
Chansung wrapped his arms around Junho's waist, pulling him closer. Junho could feel his heart jump again but this time he didn't care if the maknae could feel it. He slightly trembled as the taller boy looked into his eyes with gentle emotion.
"Hyung... I don't know how you feel but... For right now. Just listen to what I have to say."
Junho nodded slowly, keeping his eyes locked with Chansung's.
"Junho. Lee Junho, I love you. I'd had feelings for you for so long. I get jealous when I see you with anyone else. I want to hurt them whenever I see them hurt you, but twice as bad. I want to keep you close to me. I want to keep you all to myself. I hate to see you sad, it makes me want to cry and hold you close. I hate when anyone looks at you. I... I hated it when you had to leave for Dream Team with Nichkhun. I hated the idea of him touching you while I couldn't protect you. I hated how he always got close to you while I was around, like he was playing with my head and playing with your feelings. I loved how you came to me when you couldn't sleep. I loved how you trusted me. I love how you came to me to find warmth. I loved how you wanted me around. I love you... All of you... Every inch of you."
Junho felt his heart stop. His eyes stung, letting a tear slip. As he opened his mouth to speak, his lip quivered, preventing his words from coming out. His legs suddenly felt like jelly but Chansung kept a tight embrace and kept him standing. More tears sprang from his eyes as he suddenly sniffled.
"H-hyung, d-don't cry." Chansung wiped a tear from Junho cheek, trying to rub the others away.
"I love you Chansung." Junho cried, sniffling and looking up at the taller boy.
A tear fell from Chansung's eyes and he pulled Junho up and hugged him tightly. He laughed as more tears escaped. Junho cried into the younger boy's shoulder, pressing his face into Chansung.
"I love you Chansung." He said, muffled against the maknae's shirt. "I love you."
"Thank you." Chansung sniffled, laughing again.
He picked up Junho, the smaller boy wrapping his legs around the taller boy's waist.
"Thank you so much."
"I love you so much Chansung."
Chansung brought his head back, looking into Junho's eyes. "I love you too."
The two boys smiled, pressing their foreheads together and laughed. Junho finally took a deep breath, his smile slowly fading as he looked into Chansung's eye's. The younger boy leaned in, pressing his lips into Junho's. The older boy panted against his lips as he tilted his head, snagging the maknae's lip between his teeth.
"Well it's about time."
The two youngest boys turned to see Taecyeon leaning against the doorframe, smiling at them.
"Hm? What's going on?" Junsu stood beside him. "What're you guys doing..?"
"Took you guys long enough." Wooyoung smiled.
Nichkhun stood next to him, his mouth hanging open.
"You jerk. You deserve worse you know."
"Was I that bad?" Nichkhun asked.
"When that was going on?" Wooyoung pointed to Junho and Chansung. "I'd say you were pretty bad."
"I'm sorry." Nichkhun bowed slightly to the two younger boys.
Junho laughed.
"What?" Chansung was confused.
"Haha, it's okay." Junho hugged him.
"So everything's great now!" Taecyeon threw his arms into the air.
Wooyoung and Nichkhun left the room.
"No it's not. What's going on?" Junsu asked, looking at Taecyeon.
The taller boy smiled, wrapping his arm around Junsu. "I'll explain everything when you're older honey."
"I'm not a child Taecyeon." Junsu said as he was pulled away.
"I guess this makes us pretty stupid." Junho said.
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Everyone else knew."
Chansung laughed softly. "We're just stupidly... And Blindly in love with each other."
Junho smiled, resting his head against the taller boy and listening to his heartbeat. He suddenly jumped back, his smile huge.
"What's the matter?"
"Hey hyungs?! We should have a movie night!"
Chansung laughed. "That's a great idea."
The end.
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