Story in the Making [12/?]
Hope the last chapter wasn't too much for anyone. I was shocked myself at what Daehyun did. But don't worry, that might be the only real instance, and the closest I'll get, to het smut in this story.
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Daehyun started to come home late. Or well, later than usual. It was already well known that the members of BAP worked especially hard for perfection and to satisfy their fans, but they didn’t stay out past midnight. Daehyun only started doing that since he met this woman that Youngjae had a fond hatred for. He would come home exhausted, but happy. He’d always avoid Himchan’s inquiries the next morning and wouldn’t even bother with Youngjae in the pissy mood that the younger man was in. It was as though they weren’t friends anymore and it really, actually hurt.
Youngjae no longer felt sick all the time and he is grateful for that. He was up and about most days, taking care of the maknaes like he usually would while ignoring Himchan’s stupidity because that would always anger him and he was tired of being angered. He tried to care as little as possible, unless it was about the maknae, because the teenager needed all the support, love, and attention that he could get.
“Is Daehyunnie-hyung coming home for dinner?” Junhong asked as he started to clean his homework from the table. Youngjae was over the stove, currently boiling the noodles for dinner.
“I don’t think so. I think I heard him mention something about taking Heehyoung-ssi out for the night.” Youngjae’s voice was mostly emotionless as he did as best as he could to make it seem as though he wasn’t bothered by this girlfriend that Daehyun had.
Himchan chose at that time to walk into the kitchen, tucking his phone into his pocket and lounging in one of the chairs. “He told me he was taking her to a hotel tonight.”
No matter how much Youngjae pretended not to care about Daehyun and what he did with his girlfriend as he had heard that the incident in the bathroom wasn’t a single occurrence, hearing that the man was going to take this woman to a hotel to presumably lose his virginity…
“He told you that?” The hurt was audible in Youngjae’s voice. Why would his best friend not tell him that he was planning to have sex that night? Youngjae knew that he had been a dick since Daehyun had gotten a girlfriend, but that didn’t excuse the distancing on Daehyun’s part. He had been ill; he couldn’t have exactly been the most friendly or supportive best friend and why would anyone expect him to. That wouldn’t and wasn’t fair of Daehyun.
Himchan looked equally as surprised and Junhong only looked worried. “You mean…he didn’t tell you?” Himchan asked, this time not mocking or ridiculing, actually worried for his friend that he liked to tease a lot of the time and his relationship with his best friend. They never not spoke, they always went off to spend time together, or well…they used to. It had been well over a month since Youngjae and Daehyun had gone off on their own and he didn’t realize it until that moment that that was the case. “Shit…I’m sorry, man.” He wasn’t apologizing because Daehyun was going to have sex, because that would be weird. He wasn’t apologizing because he had a girlfriend, because that would be even weirder. He was apologizing for the deteriorating relationship that Youngjae was now suffering through it seemed. Never could he imagine that pain because even if he wasn’t as sentimental or affectionate with Yongguk, his best friend, as Youngjae was, he couldn’t imagine losing the elder man.
Youngjae shook his head and swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath and finished cooking dinner. By the time that the other four moved into the kitchen, Youngjae was laying the food out on the table for them and then putting it all away.
“Hyungie, aren’t you going to join us?” The innocent maknae asked in between bites as he had already started. His lips downturned into a frown when Youngjae simply shook his head and started walking away, causing worry to blossom within the pit of his stomach. He turned to look at the leader, “Do you think that he’s getting sick again, hyung?”
Youngjae had made it to the bedroom before the eldest man could respond, as he didn’t want to hear the conversation anyways. He was feeling sick once again and he sighed with annoyance because he had thought that he had gotten over whatever illness that he had contracted. It was such a shame, though it was probably more of a shame that he was willfully ignoring the true reason behind why he felt so ill all the time as there was a pattern and so an explanation that he just didn’t want to admit to himself.
The thing that Youngjae did next was one of those things that people claim momentary insanity because. He wasn’t aware of his actions until after the fact and even then, he simply denied them. When he walked into his room, he went straight to his bedside table where he picked up the phone that lay there and opened a new message.
[text to mister] if you have sex with her, our friendship is over
The phone was then set aside and he didn’t even receive a response. As he sat on the bed, brooding, he didn’t realize what time it was or how much time had passed until he heard the maknae saying that it was getting late and he was going to bed, especially as Yongguk was guiding him into the bedroom the maknaes shared because of how late it was. He only noticed how late it was when the front door opened and in walked Daehyun.
“Hey, Daehyun! Did you get-“
“Not now, Himchan.” Daehyun snapped in response. This caused Youngjae to snap to attention, quickly moving to slide under the covers of his bed. The light was off for all of thirty seconds before the bedroom door opened.
“Youngjae-“ Daehyun started, but stopped once he saw his friend’s form in the bed. He sighed and shut the door quietly, maneuvering around in the dark skillfully as that was what he had been doing for a while now. “Precious boy?” The elder man started again, but this time in a soft whisper as he decided to go about it in a more gentle way.
Youngjae dutifully ignored him, but Daehyun knew his best friend better than that. After a few moments of waiting for a response, Daehyun walked over to his best friend’s bed and sat down. He saw the way that Youngjae tensed and he saw the way that the man flinched when he set his hand on his arm. It actually broke his heart to have the man he cared about more than anything react to him in such a way.
“Precious boy, please…” He tried again but received no response.
When Daehyun realized that he wouldn’t get a response, he rose from the bed and went to move back to his own. Youngjae then caved.
“You already had sex with her, didn’t you?” He didn’t know why that was the first thing that he asked, and he was sure that it looked really bad for him to ask that, but it wasn’t like he could help the words that came out of his mouth, especially not after the fact.
A bitter laugh was his immediate response. Daehyun turned as he began to strip from his clothing for bed. It was late and the room was dark to begin with; Youngjae wouldn’t be able to see the hickeys that littered his body.
“No, Youngjae. I didn’t have sex with her. You’re still safe to be my friend.”
Youngjae sighed softly and pushed himself up, looking at the form of his best friend who was undressing for bed.
“You’re going to have to explain why you sent that text, though. I had her naked and ready. If I hadn’t gone into my pocket for that condom, I never would have seen your text.” Daehyun isn’t sure why he even said any of that. Never had he intentionally hurt his best friend and Daehyun had even done all that he could to make sure that no one else did. Except at that moment, he was feeling bitter about missing out on an opportunity that wouldn’t occur often and he was angry with Youngjae for doing that to him.
“I…I don’t know, mister.”
“Was it some test of my love for you or some shit? We’re best friends, Youngjae. I would always choose you over any chick.”
The younger man let out another sigh, this one heavier as he lay back on the bed. “It wasn’t a test.”
“Then what was it?”
Their voices were low and soft because there was no need to yell when they were right across the room from one another and the others were asleep or trying to sleep. In all the time that they’d been friends, they’d never yelled at one another, only to one another.
“I don’t think she’s good for you.”
This caused Daehyun to stop. He had just slid of his pants, standing in his boxers as he looked to the man that he trusted more than anyone else in the world. The idea that Youngjae didn’t like the woman that he was seeing concerned him and it caused him to feel unsure about his relationship with her. He felt that Youngjae would always have a reason behind whatever it was that he thought or felt; Youngjae was the logical one.
“Oh…how?”
“Do you need a reason?” Youngjae countered as he began to strip himself as he had laid down in clothing he didn’t often wear. He didn’t move much, though, undressing while under the covers.
Daehyun didn’t respond for all of two seconds before he climbed into his own bed. “Of course not…I just wish you would have told me sooner. I nearly had sex with her…” All anger was gone because he trusted his best friend that much. Youngjae would never lead him astray and if there was something wrong with his relationship with Heehyoung, then Youngjae wouldn’t hide it from him. “I’ll…stop seeing her.”
Youngjae fell still. He was silent as he processed just what Daehyun had said. He hadn’t thought…he had figured…a small smile formed on his mouth as he shifted to get comfortable, the blanket pulled up as the apartment was kept cool during the summer. That had gone much better than he had imagined, having feared the worse from his friend who he knew he had betrayed that night.
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Daehyun started to come home late. Or well, later than usual. It was already well known that the members of BAP worked especially hard for perfection and to satisfy their fans, but they didn’t stay out past midnight. Daehyun only started doing that since he met this woman that Youngjae had a fond hatred for. He would come home exhausted, but happy. He’d always avoid Himchan’s inquiries the next morning and wouldn’t even bother with Youngjae in the pissy mood that the younger man was in. It was as though they weren’t friends anymore and it really, actually hurt.
Youngjae no longer felt sick all the time and he is grateful for that. He was up and about most days, taking care of the maknaes like he usually would while ignoring Himchan’s stupidity because that would always anger him and he was tired of being angered. He tried to care as little as possible, unless it was about the maknae, because the teenager needed all the support, love, and attention that he could get.
“Is Daehyunnie-hyung coming home for dinner?” Junhong asked as he started to clean his homework from the table. Youngjae was over the stove, currently boiling the noodles for dinner.
“I don’t think so. I think I heard him mention something about taking Heehyoung-ssi out for the night.” Youngjae’s voice was mostly emotionless as he did as best as he could to make it seem as though he wasn’t bothered by this girlfriend that Daehyun had.
Himchan chose at that time to walk into the kitchen, tucking his phone into his pocket and lounging in one of the chairs. “He told me he was taking her to a hotel tonight.”
No matter how much Youngjae pretended not to care about Daehyun and what he did with his girlfriend as he had heard that the incident in the bathroom wasn’t a single occurrence, hearing that the man was going to take this woman to a hotel to presumably lose his virginity…
“He told you that?” The hurt was audible in Youngjae’s voice. Why would his best friend not tell him that he was planning to have sex that night? Youngjae knew that he had been a dick since Daehyun had gotten a girlfriend, but that didn’t excuse the distancing on Daehyun’s part. He had been ill; he couldn’t have exactly been the most friendly or supportive best friend and why would anyone expect him to. That wouldn’t and wasn’t fair of Daehyun.
Himchan looked equally as surprised and Junhong only looked worried. “You mean…he didn’t tell you?” Himchan asked, this time not mocking or ridiculing, actually worried for his friend that he liked to tease a lot of the time and his relationship with his best friend. They never not spoke, they always went off to spend time together, or well…they used to. It had been well over a month since Youngjae and Daehyun had gone off on their own and he didn’t realize it until that moment that that was the case. “Shit…I’m sorry, man.” He wasn’t apologizing because Daehyun was going to have sex, because that would be weird. He wasn’t apologizing because he had a girlfriend, because that would be even weirder. He was apologizing for the deteriorating relationship that Youngjae was now suffering through it seemed. Never could he imagine that pain because even if he wasn’t as sentimental or affectionate with Yongguk, his best friend, as Youngjae was, he couldn’t imagine losing the elder man.
Youngjae shook his head and swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath and finished cooking dinner. By the time that the other four moved into the kitchen, Youngjae was laying the food out on the table for them and then putting it all away.
“Hyungie, aren’t you going to join us?” The innocent maknae asked in between bites as he had already started. His lips downturned into a frown when Youngjae simply shook his head and started walking away, causing worry to blossom within the pit of his stomach. He turned to look at the leader, “Do you think that he’s getting sick again, hyung?”
Youngjae had made it to the bedroom before the eldest man could respond, as he didn’t want to hear the conversation anyways. He was feeling sick once again and he sighed with annoyance because he had thought that he had gotten over whatever illness that he had contracted. It was such a shame, though it was probably more of a shame that he was willfully ignoring the true reason behind why he felt so ill all the time as there was a pattern and so an explanation that he just didn’t want to admit to himself.
The thing that Youngjae did next was one of those things that people claim momentary insanity because. He wasn’t aware of his actions until after the fact and even then, he simply denied them. When he walked into his room, he went straight to his bedside table where he picked up the phone that lay there and opened a new message.
[text to mister] if you have sex with her, our friendship is over
The phone was then set aside and he didn’t even receive a response. As he sat on the bed, brooding, he didn’t realize what time it was or how much time had passed until he heard the maknae saying that it was getting late and he was going to bed, especially as Yongguk was guiding him into the bedroom the maknaes shared because of how late it was. He only noticed how late it was when the front door opened and in walked Daehyun.
“Hey, Daehyun! Did you get-“
“Not now, Himchan.” Daehyun snapped in response. This caused Youngjae to snap to attention, quickly moving to slide under the covers of his bed. The light was off for all of thirty seconds before the bedroom door opened.
“Youngjae-“ Daehyun started, but stopped once he saw his friend’s form in the bed. He sighed and shut the door quietly, maneuvering around in the dark skillfully as that was what he had been doing for a while now. “Precious boy?” The elder man started again, but this time in a soft whisper as he decided to go about it in a more gentle way.
Youngjae dutifully ignored him, but Daehyun knew his best friend better than that. After a few moments of waiting for a response, Daehyun walked over to his best friend’s bed and sat down. He saw the way that Youngjae tensed and he saw the way that the man flinched when he set his hand on his arm. It actually broke his heart to have the man he cared about more than anything react to him in such a way.
“Precious boy, please…” He tried again but received no response.
When Daehyun realized that he wouldn’t get a response, he rose from the bed and went to move back to his own. Youngjae then caved.
“You already had sex with her, didn’t you?” He didn’t know why that was the first thing that he asked, and he was sure that it looked really bad for him to ask that, but it wasn’t like he could help the words that came out of his mouth, especially not after the fact.
A bitter laugh was his immediate response. Daehyun turned as he began to strip from his clothing for bed. It was late and the room was dark to begin with; Youngjae wouldn’t be able to see the hickeys that littered his body.
“No, Youngjae. I didn’t have sex with her. You’re still safe to be my friend.”
Youngjae sighed softly and pushed himself up, looking at the form of his best friend who was undressing for bed.
“You’re going to have to explain why you sent that text, though. I had her naked and ready. If I hadn’t gone into my pocket for that condom, I never would have seen your text.” Daehyun isn’t sure why he even said any of that. Never had he intentionally hurt his best friend and Daehyun had even done all that he could to make sure that no one else did. Except at that moment, he was feeling bitter about missing out on an opportunity that wouldn’t occur often and he was angry with Youngjae for doing that to him.
“I…I don’t know, mister.”
“Was it some test of my love for you or some shit? We’re best friends, Youngjae. I would always choose you over any chick.”
The younger man let out another sigh, this one heavier as he lay back on the bed. “It wasn’t a test.”
“Then what was it?”
Their voices were low and soft because there was no need to yell when they were right across the room from one another and the others were asleep or trying to sleep. In all the time that they’d been friends, they’d never yelled at one another, only to one another.
“I don’t think she’s good for you.”
This caused Daehyun to stop. He had just slid of his pants, standing in his boxers as he looked to the man that he trusted more than anyone else in the world. The idea that Youngjae didn’t like the woman that he was seeing concerned him and it caused him to feel unsure about his relationship with her. He felt that Youngjae would always have a reason behind whatever it was that he thought or felt; Youngjae was the logical one.
“Oh…how?”
“Do you need a reason?” Youngjae countered as he began to strip himself as he had laid down in clothing he didn’t often wear. He didn’t move much, though, undressing while under the covers.
Daehyun didn’t respond for all of two seconds before he climbed into his own bed. “Of course not…I just wish you would have told me sooner. I nearly had sex with her…” All anger was gone because he trusted his best friend that much. Youngjae would never lead him astray and if there was something wrong with his relationship with Heehyoung, then Youngjae wouldn’t hide it from him. “I’ll…stop seeing her.”
Youngjae fell still. He was silent as he processed just what Daehyun had said. He hadn’t thought…he had figured…a small smile formed on his mouth as he shifted to get comfortable, the blanket pulled up as the apartment was kept cool during the summer. That had gone much better than he had imagined, having feared the worse from his friend who he knew he had betrayed that night.
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