twists and curves
† twists and curves
b.a.p; daehyun/jongup | pg | drabble; fluff | 545w
today is moon jongup's day
god, today is the day he’s finally going to do it. it’s been making jongup nervous throughout the week, from the moment he wakes up in the morning to the moment he closes his eyes at night. and he will not admit to anyone that it has been lingering in his dreams too.
jongup knew he shouldn’t have let himchan within a ten foot pole near his entire being during one of his so called pining episodes-he resents that because moon jongup does not definitely pine!-because that man is like an old gossip lady that could smell secrets and feelings a mile away and could read people like they’re an open book, or his case, ‘ a naïve child’s wish list for santa’. he sighs. It’s going to blow up in his face eventually so why prolong the inevitable?
during the huddle, himchan gives him a knowing smirk that conveys nothing good. jongup flips him off in his mind because ugh, hyung.
they all plan to run away and jongup knows youngjae is going to drag daehyun away so he slots himself in between the two and counts down to the moment himchan tosses the cube. his fingers finding themselves around the elders’s elbow, tightening slightly when daehyun and youngjae shares a smile over his head.
they all break off from the tight circle and he tugs a laughing daehyun close after him as he sees youngjae reaching out for the latter.
jongup’s heart melts into a pile of goo when he cranes his head back to the elder, his eyes crinkling and a flush of pink spreads on his cheeks hidden beneath the mask he sports. that cements his decision. all right, he’s going to do it.
they run and run and run, laughing loudly and uncaring for the odd looks shot by people around them, being in a sleek black suit and all.
he is not going to admit that he’s thankful of himchan leading the others to the opposite direction but the idiot hyung led them to the wrong one. they were supposed to go south, like way away from him and daehyun where he’s finally going to do it.
daehyun and jongup ends up in front of a roller coaster. It’ll make do, jongup decides with an inward sigh. if he wants to make an impact, he might as well do it while hanging upside down on a ride.
they’re both buckled in and the ride moves. jongup’s blood pounding hard against his ears, and his heart jumping excitedly to his throat. he reaches out for daehyun’s hand, gripping it tightly.
“scared?” the older teaser lightly.
you have no idea.
halfway through the curves and turns, jongup absorbs the excited laughter that bubbles from daehyun, readying himself. readying. ready.
“JUNG DAEHYUN, ARE YOU LISTENING?”
daehyun turns his head towards him.
“YOU BETTER BE BECAUSE-” the ride barrels towards a sharp incline for an upside down loop.
“I LIKE YOU JUNG DAEHYUN!”
*
the photo that flashes on the souvenir booth screen is them with the tips of their noses touching each other, both with blinding ecstatic grins and soft fond eyes, an eskimo kiss. stupid, ride safety guard thingies. but it’s okay, they can french it up later.
a/n: because i just resurfaced from a year hiatus away from kpop and i miss my boys so i rewatched tadah and ugh daejong feels (and because where the hell are daejong fics?! ;A;) aksjbdskjdfndfg. i found this while looking at my drafts with the prompt of "my confession" from those random generators. written under an hour and on my phone so forgive me for the mistakes and lmao sorry for the ending /runs away
b.a.p; daehyun/jongup | pg | drabble; fluff | 545w
today is moon jongup's day
god, today is the day he’s finally going to do it. it’s been making jongup nervous throughout the week, from the moment he wakes up in the morning to the moment he closes his eyes at night. and he will not admit to anyone that it has been lingering in his dreams too.
jongup knew he shouldn’t have let himchan within a ten foot pole near his entire being during one of his so called pining episodes-he resents that because moon jongup does not definitely pine!-because that man is like an old gossip lady that could smell secrets and feelings a mile away and could read people like they’re an open book, or his case, ‘ a naïve child’s wish list for santa’. he sighs. It’s going to blow up in his face eventually so why prolong the inevitable?
during the huddle, himchan gives him a knowing smirk that conveys nothing good. jongup flips him off in his mind because ugh, hyung.
they all plan to run away and jongup knows youngjae is going to drag daehyun away so he slots himself in between the two and counts down to the moment himchan tosses the cube. his fingers finding themselves around the elders’s elbow, tightening slightly when daehyun and youngjae shares a smile over his head.
they all break off from the tight circle and he tugs a laughing daehyun close after him as he sees youngjae reaching out for the latter.
jongup’s heart melts into a pile of goo when he cranes his head back to the elder, his eyes crinkling and a flush of pink spreads on his cheeks hidden beneath the mask he sports. that cements his decision. all right, he’s going to do it.
they run and run and run, laughing loudly and uncaring for the odd looks shot by people around them, being in a sleek black suit and all.
he is not going to admit that he’s thankful of himchan leading the others to the opposite direction but the idiot hyung led them to the wrong one. they were supposed to go south, like way away from him and daehyun where he’s finally going to do it.
daehyun and jongup ends up in front of a roller coaster. It’ll make do, jongup decides with an inward sigh. if he wants to make an impact, he might as well do it while hanging upside down on a ride.
they’re both buckled in and the ride moves. jongup’s blood pounding hard against his ears, and his heart jumping excitedly to his throat. he reaches out for daehyun’s hand, gripping it tightly.
“scared?” the older teaser lightly.
you have no idea.
halfway through the curves and turns, jongup absorbs the excited laughter that bubbles from daehyun, readying himself. readying. ready.
“JUNG DAEHYUN, ARE YOU LISTENING?”
daehyun turns his head towards him.
“YOU BETTER BE BECAUSE-” the ride barrels towards a sharp incline for an upside down loop.
“I LIKE YOU JUNG DAEHYUN!”
*
the photo that flashes on the souvenir booth screen is them with the tips of their noses touching each other, both with blinding ecstatic grins and soft fond eyes, an eskimo kiss. stupid, ride safety guard thingies. but it’s okay, they can french it up later.
a/n: because i just resurfaced from a year hiatus away from kpop and i miss my boys so i rewatched tadah and ugh daejong feels (and because where the hell are daejong fics?! ;A;) aksjbdskjdfndfg. i found this while looking at my drafts with the prompt of "my confession" from those random generators. written under an hour and on my phone so forgive me for the mistakes and lmao sorry for the ending /runs away