That Man is My Man
Title: That Man is My Man
Author: LittleD
Pairing: Yongguk/Jongup (Pheel says this should be called Bangtos)
Rating: G
Length: 502
Summary: Jongup thinks it's funny that Himchan is under the impression he has a chance with Bang Yongguk.
I thought it was cute the way Himchan tried to flirt with Yongguk. It wasn’t his fault, and it caused me an infinite amount of pleasure to watch him get shot down. Sometimes I felt a little guilty, but then it was replaced by amusement as Himchan slinked off. I was quick to take his place in front of the oldest member.
“Why don’t you just tell Himchan you have a boyfriend?” I asked him, standing up on my tiptoes to press our lips together. He was perfectly tall and I enjoyed curling up in his arms. “It’d be easier for him if you told him. He wouldn’t get his heart broken all the time when he comes and tries to be all disgusting and greasy with you.”
He pulled me tight, slowly dragging me towards the living room. It was impressive that we had managed to keep our relationship a secret for so long. We didn’t have much of a choice though. Two other people in the band wanted what I had with Yongguk. It would cause problems if they knew he was off the market. “Because Himchan and Junhong-ah will cause problems.”
I sighed even though I knew that was what he was going to say. He didn’t want to hurt the other members. I could understand that. They were our friends. “You promised to hula hoop today. Do you still want to?” I changed topics. I knew it wasn’t worth talking about our secret love any longer. “We can do it later if you’re tired from practice.”
He kissed my forehead, still pulling me along with him. “Of course. We’ll go do it in the parking lot.”
I giggled slightly, earning myself a soft smack. It really wasn’t my fault though. He was the one that suggested we do things in the car park. It was his fault. “You said we couldn’t do those things in public Hyung~”
He patted my ass gently, giving me a disapproving look. It still wasn’t my fault though. He should have termed things better. He had a teenage lover and had for quite some time. He should have known better. “We can’t. We will hula hoop in the parking lot. Is that better?”
I shot him a bright smile. “Yes. Let’s do that.” I had taught him how to hula hoop when we had first starting dating and he had finally gotten decent at it. It had been cute watching him fail at something. That was a rare sight. “I love you Hyung~”
He chuckled softly as he pulled our hula hoops out from one of the spare rooms. I had purposefully bought him a pink one and then had put stupid unicorn stickers all over it. I had expected him to be horrified by my gift but he had swallowed his pride. He had actually thanked me for it. He was a good boyfriend that way. Even my parents told me that. “I love you too Jonguppie. Now, let’s go hula hoop?”
_________ Here you go Daughter Peater.
