Then Again, Probably Not [1/5]
Title: Then Again, Probably Not
Pairing: Daejae, Banghim
Rating: PG
Summary: In which six boys try to put on a high school production of Macbeth and everything goes wrong.
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The story ends with Daehyun getting a broken arm and his first kiss and Youngjae ending up with the nickname Younggay for the rest of his high school life.
But the story begins with the last months of Himchan's senior year and him realizing it needs to go out with a bang.
So he decides to ask the drama teacher if he could direct the school's spring play and the teacher gladly hands the reins over to her star pupil.
"And thats why you should audition for the play." Himchan tells Daehyun one day when he's running a poster for the play past him for review.
"I don't know, Himchan. The fact you're directing it makes me want to avoid it even more."
"Oh cmon. You're a good actor and you know it. You could easily get the lead role and its not because you're my friend."
"You should make the font color a little darker so its easier to read from a distance." Daehyun says, tapping the title.
Himchan settled on Shakespeare's Macbeth, a classic tale of murder and greed for his goodbye play and already worked out most of the details. His boyfriend, Yongguk, a freshman in college would help with the music and Youngjae, a junior and Daehyun's best friend would help with his theater tech class in the lighting and set building.
"Hyung, are you sure you can manage this play all by yourself?" Daehyun asks again.
"Dae, I keep telling you I'll be fine. Plus I'm not alone. I got Yongguk and Youngjae to help me work on it and even Jongup and Junhong said they'd help when they can. They're working on Macbeth in their sophomore English class anyway so it'll be perfect!"
Himchan's junior friend sighed, "Fine. I'll go audition. But only because this play means so much to you."
"Yes! Thank you!" Himchan exclaimed as he nearly jumped over the lunch table to hug him.
"So you've already heard about Himchan's play?" Daehyun asked as he hovered over a circuit board in physics class.
"Yeah!" Junhong replied.
"Himchan hyung said that we could be extras in it if we want." Jongup smiled.
Sunhwa, their fourth lab partner shot the board with a charge gun. "Kim Himchan? He's directing the spring play? I heard he's supposed to be bossy and particularly anal about what he wants."
"I'm sure he can't be that bad. He's always nice to me." Jongup answers.
Sunhwa shot it again and sighed, "Yeah. Last year when I was a freshman he just about strangled some poor sophomore who broke one of the props from the prop room he was supposed to use."
Daehyun laughed, "Oh yeah I remember that. Yongguk had to restrain him."
Junhong reached out a hand to the circuit board.
"No!" Sunhwa yelled, yanking his hand away. "I didn't ground it. If it isn't grounded and its charged it'll shock you."
"Oh." Junhong said, slinking back into his seat.
"Really?" Daehyun asked. "How much would you guys pay me to touch it?"
"Dude don't...I'm pretty sure it'll hurt a lot." Jongup said cautiously.
"I'm gonna do it."
"Dude, no."
"Don't tell me what to do, Junhong."
And Daehyun got the worse shock of his life.
"No, no, no. The lights are too bright on stage right. I want the main lights to be focused on stage left for this scene."
Youngjae shifted the lights to stage left and rolled his eyes. "I think you're overthinking this. You're getting way too ahead of yourself. You haven't even held auditions yet."
"Doesn't matter. I'm pressed for time. I need to use every moment I got working on this play."
"The play is four months away."
"That is eight months less than I need!"
"You need a year to direct a high school play?"
"At the minimum a year! Ugh, just give me a blue light, would ya?"
Daehyun twiddled his fingers in the green room. There was only one other person waiting to audition.
Jeon Hyosung took out her pocket mirror and began to fluff her large purple curls. Daehyun gawked at how natural she could make that purple hair look. She was such a nice girl that Daehyun had been surprised when Himchan introduced her as his fellow actress classmate and only friend the same age as him.
All of the girls scoffed in anger when they saw the senior strut into the room, knowing she would once again steal the female lead from their wanting hands.
Youngjae wobbled into the room balancing a tower of boxes in his arms. "A -A little help here?" He asked trying to peer over the top of the boxes.
"Jeon Hyosung!" Himchan's husky voice called from the stage signalling it was her turn to audition.
"Break a leg." Daehyun smiled.
"Thanks." She smiled back, tucking a tube of lipgloss in her pocket.
"Hey, Dae, if you're done looking at her boobs can you help me with these?"
"Oh yeah, sure." Daehyun quickly began taking the boxes from his best friend's arms and placing them on a nearby table.
"Thanks." Youngjae breathed a sigh of relief as he rolled out his shoulder.
"What's in these boxes anyway?" Daehyun asked, taking note of the heavy weight.
"Every prop from the prop room. Himchan wanted to me to bring them up."
"Why didn't he just go down to the prop room to look at them?"
"He said the light down there was bad and he wouldn't be able to look at the color properly." Youngjae said, annoyed. "I don't know when I became his little personal slave."
"Jung Daehyun!" It was time for him to audition.
He nervously gulped and began to clutch his script tightly. Youngjae noticed his friend's nervousness and opened his arms up. "Hey, gimmie one of these."
Daehyun embraced Youngjae as the other rubbed his back. "Don't worry, you'll do fine."
"You think so?"
"Of course. Afterall, its just Himchan out there."
Youngjae released Daehyun and he smiled. "Thanks Jae."
"Thank me by getting the part of Macbeth."
"Ready to go, Jongup?" Junhong asked, shouldering his bag.
Jongup shoved his headphones into his pocket and nodded.
"Leaving so soon?" Hana asked.
"Yeah. Me and Jongup are gonna go get some snacks on the way home. Wanna come?"
"Hey, Hana!" One of her classmates jogged over from the other side of the school's dance studio. "Are you going to the party tonight?"
Hana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "No. They're stupid and unfun. All you guys do is drink and get high."
"But it's cool!"
"Literally everyone gets invited. Stop trying so hard." She gave one final annoyed glare before walking over to some of her friends.
Junhong and Jongup glanced at each other. "Parties like those really exist?" Jongup whispered to his best friend.
The other sophomore boy shrugged, "I guess so. And what did she mean 'literally everyone gets invited'? I've never gotten invited to one of those."
"Maybe its cause we're not popular enough."
Junhong sighed, "I guess we'll never get to experience a true high school party."
Jongup thew an arm around his discouraged friend and led him out of the studio. "Hey, would you rather go to some dumb party or stuff your face with fries with your best friend?"
"Fries." Junhong smiled.
"Hyosung got the lead...again." a student sighed as they observed the cast list Himchan had just posted on the school's announcement board.
"Who got Macbeth?" another student asked.
"Some guy named Jung Daehyun. Know him?"
The other student shook his head.
Daehyun stopped in his tracks upon hearing his name as the lead and quickly pushed through the crowd of students gathered around the list.
"No..."
There it was in all it's beauty. Daehyun's name at the top of the list, right next to the role of Macbeth.
"Oh, are you Jung Daehyun?"
Daehyun had never actually expected to get a part; much less the lead. He had auditioned because Himchan begged him to, not because he had any desire to work under the eye of dictator Kim Himchan.
"What am I gonna do..."
Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around him. "Daehyun! Is it true? Did you really get the lead?" Youngjae quickly glanced at the cast list before hugging the other again, "Oh its true! Dude, congratulations! I knew you'd get the part."
Daehyun felt his cheeks redden a bit. "Really?"
"Yeah. Remember back at our elementary school musicals? The teacher always gave you the main because you had the prettiest voice."
"There's no singing in this though."
"Doesn't matter. You got the lead! Just bask in the glory and limelight while it lasts. You deserve it, even if Himchan is directing it."
"Sketch the walls a little wider. The more real the stone looks, the better." Himchan instructed to one of the students working on the set.
"Himchan."
Himchan turned around and was greeted by the sight of his boyfriend. "Yongguk! You made it!"
"Of course I did, babe. Why wouldn't I?" He smiled, pecking the other boy's lips.
"So...what did you bring me?" Himchan asked, placing his hands on hips.
"Well I brought you my friend." He said, gesturing to the girl standing next to him. She smiled and waved. "This is Song Jieun. I met her in class and she agreed to help me with the music."
"Hi, Himchan. Its nice to meet you." She smiled and said in a sweet voice.
"Oh." Himchan's voice dropped a bit. "Listen, Jieun. I really appreciate you wanting to help out and all but I don't know how qualified you are." He replied, trying to usher the perfect girl away from his boyfriend.
"Oh don't worry." Yongguk quickly jumped in. "She's plenty qualified. She's been studying Shakespeare since middle school and even played Juliet in Romeo and Juliet during her sophomore year."
"Really?"
Jieun nodded in agreement.
"Well okay then...work hard you two." Himchan put on a fake smile and quickly shuffled to the side.
They're just friends. They're just friends. They're just friends. Yongguk can have female friends that shouldn't be an issue at all.
"Which battery is this again?"
"A nine volt." Sunhwa replied, writing down some information.
"Hyung, is it true? Did you really get Macbeth?" Junhong asked, excitedly.
"Yeah. Its true." He sighed a little. "But surprisingly its not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I've nearly memorized the entire script."
"That's a surprise." Sunhwa said, reaching for another battery. "You can't even remember to do your physics homework."
"Hey, I've been busy, okay? Junior year is the toughest year. You kids will understand next year." Daehyun barked at his three lab partners.
"Yeah, right. You copied my homework all throughout our freshman and sophomore years." Youngjae, who had materialized out of nowhere, rolled his eyes.
"Youngjae!" Daehyun jumped, "What are you doing here?"
"My chemistry teacher wanted me to drop something off."
"Oh."
"Now you better get back to whatever you're doing...you're making that little girl do all the work." Youngjae said, gesturing to Sunhwa before walking off.
"Yeah. He's right. Why am I doing all the work again? Junhong, would you mind wetting your finger and touching the top of this battery?"
"Yeah sure." He dipped his finger in a cup of water and touched the top of the battery. Sunhwa measured the voltage.
"Does it hurt?" Jongup asked.
Junhong shook his head, "Nope. I don't feel a thing."
"Hmm okay." She wrote some more stuff down. "Hey Daehyun would you mind... Hey, Daehyun!" The brunette snapped her fingers in front of the eldest.
"Huh, what?" Daehyun asked, breaking his daydream.
"Why are you still staring? That boy already left. Is he your boyfriend or something?" Sunhwa smirked.
Junhong and Jongup laughed as Daehyun began to blush and furiously wave his hands. "No! He's my best friend, geez you guys."
Jongup laughed, "Of course. Because the sexual tension between you two is only as thick as Himchan's ego."
"Would you guys shut up?" Daehyun exclaimed, annoyed. "What did you want me to do, Sunhwa?"
"Wet this battery." She said, handing him a rectangular battery.
"With my tongue?"
"Yes, with your tongue." she replied, sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"If you say so."
He ran his tongue over the top if the battery before jolting backwards. "OW SHIT!" He yelled. "My mouth tastes like someone set a ton of coins on fire."
Junhong, Jongup and Sunhwa all simultaneously facepalmed.
Youngjae walked through the sticky, night air. Summer was just around the corner and Himchan had been working him to death on his play.
Stupid fucking, Himchan. I'm not the only one in theater tech. Why can't he get some other students to organize everything?!
Upon arriving home he immediately kicked off his pants and cranked up the air conditioner. He barely had a minute to breathe before he was interrupted by the ringing of his cellphone.
"What's up, Junhong?"
"Hyung! Come back to the school quickly! Himchan is freaking out and Yongguk isn't around to help!" the other frantically yelled over the phone.
"Are you kidding me?! I was literally there twenty minutes ago. What could have possibly happened?!" Youngjae yelled back, rubbing a sweaty palm down his face.
"Something with the set up. I'm not entirely sure."
The exhausted boy sighed, "I really can't deal with this right now, okay? Tell Himchan I'll help him tomorrow."
"O-okay."
Youngjae threw himself onto his bed and rolled over, clutching his cellphone. He began to scroll through his facebook, which was blowing up with days old messages from Himchan about something related to his play.
Youngjae often wondered how he had ended up friends with Himchan, anyway. Himchan was outgoing and straightforward, always eager to try new things, no matter how dangerous. That didn’t mean he was dangerous or irresponsible, per say, he just enjoyed life. Youngjae was quite the opposite. He enjoyed his small circle of friends and never wandered too far out of his comfort zone. But he liked Himchan. He liked that they were able to balance each other out.
His phone rang again. It was Himchan.
“What?!”
"I need you here, now."
Youngjae groaned, "I already told Junhong I would help you tomorrow."
"No. I seriously need you here like right now. Its an emergency." His voice sounded serious.
"Is someone dying?"
"Someone will be dying if you don't get your ass over here right now!" Himchan yelled.
Youngjae held the phone away from his ear, "Okay, okay! Just wait a second."
Upset, he rushed to the school. Youngjae was unsure exactly what Himchan wanted, but he really hoped it was important.
"Okay, I'm here! What's so important?" Youngjae crashed through the doors of the school theater, disrupting some of the students working on the set.
an: special thanks to mama egg for not supporting me when i was writing this.
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Pairing: Daejae, Banghim
Rating: PG
Summary: In which six boys try to put on a high school production of Macbeth and everything goes wrong.
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The story ends with Daehyun getting a broken arm and his first kiss and Youngjae ending up with the nickname Younggay for the rest of his high school life.
But the story begins with the last months of Himchan's senior year and him realizing it needs to go out with a bang.
So he decides to ask the drama teacher if he could direct the school's spring play and the teacher gladly hands the reins over to her star pupil.
"And thats why you should audition for the play." Himchan tells Daehyun one day when he's running a poster for the play past him for review.
"I don't know, Himchan. The fact you're directing it makes me want to avoid it even more."
"Oh cmon. You're a good actor and you know it. You could easily get the lead role and its not because you're my friend."
"You should make the font color a little darker so its easier to read from a distance." Daehyun says, tapping the title.
Himchan settled on Shakespeare's Macbeth, a classic tale of murder and greed for his goodbye play and already worked out most of the details. His boyfriend, Yongguk, a freshman in college would help with the music and Youngjae, a junior and Daehyun's best friend would help with his theater tech class in the lighting and set building.
"Hyung, are you sure you can manage this play all by yourself?" Daehyun asks again.
"Dae, I keep telling you I'll be fine. Plus I'm not alone. I got Yongguk and Youngjae to help me work on it and even Jongup and Junhong said they'd help when they can. They're working on Macbeth in their sophomore English class anyway so it'll be perfect!"
Himchan's junior friend sighed, "Fine. I'll go audition. But only because this play means so much to you."
"Yes! Thank you!" Himchan exclaimed as he nearly jumped over the lunch table to hug him.
"So you've already heard about Himchan's play?" Daehyun asked as he hovered over a circuit board in physics class.
"Yeah!" Junhong replied.
"Himchan hyung said that we could be extras in it if we want." Jongup smiled.
Sunhwa, their fourth lab partner shot the board with a charge gun. "Kim Himchan? He's directing the spring play? I heard he's supposed to be bossy and particularly anal about what he wants."
"I'm sure he can't be that bad. He's always nice to me." Jongup answers.
Sunhwa shot it again and sighed, "Yeah. Last year when I was a freshman he just about strangled some poor sophomore who broke one of the props from the prop room he was supposed to use."
Daehyun laughed, "Oh yeah I remember that. Yongguk had to restrain him."
Junhong reached out a hand to the circuit board.
"No!" Sunhwa yelled, yanking his hand away. "I didn't ground it. If it isn't grounded and its charged it'll shock you."
"Oh." Junhong said, slinking back into his seat.
"Really?" Daehyun asked. "How much would you guys pay me to touch it?"
"Dude don't...I'm pretty sure it'll hurt a lot." Jongup said cautiously.
"I'm gonna do it."
"Dude, no."
"Don't tell me what to do, Junhong."
And Daehyun got the worse shock of his life.
"No, no, no. The lights are too bright on stage right. I want the main lights to be focused on stage left for this scene."
Youngjae shifted the lights to stage left and rolled his eyes. "I think you're overthinking this. You're getting way too ahead of yourself. You haven't even held auditions yet."
"Doesn't matter. I'm pressed for time. I need to use every moment I got working on this play."
"The play is four months away."
"That is eight months less than I need!"
"You need a year to direct a high school play?"
"At the minimum a year! Ugh, just give me a blue light, would ya?"
Daehyun twiddled his fingers in the green room. There was only one other person waiting to audition.
Jeon Hyosung took out her pocket mirror and began to fluff her large purple curls. Daehyun gawked at how natural she could make that purple hair look. She was such a nice girl that Daehyun had been surprised when Himchan introduced her as his fellow actress classmate and only friend the same age as him.
All of the girls scoffed in anger when they saw the senior strut into the room, knowing she would once again steal the female lead from their wanting hands.
Youngjae wobbled into the room balancing a tower of boxes in his arms. "A -A little help here?" He asked trying to peer over the top of the boxes.
"Jeon Hyosung!" Himchan's husky voice called from the stage signalling it was her turn to audition.
"Break a leg." Daehyun smiled.
"Thanks." She smiled back, tucking a tube of lipgloss in her pocket.
"Hey, Dae, if you're done looking at her boobs can you help me with these?"
"Oh yeah, sure." Daehyun quickly began taking the boxes from his best friend's arms and placing them on a nearby table.
"Thanks." Youngjae breathed a sigh of relief as he rolled out his shoulder.
"What's in these boxes anyway?" Daehyun asked, taking note of the heavy weight.
"Every prop from the prop room. Himchan wanted to me to bring them up."
"Why didn't he just go down to the prop room to look at them?"
"He said the light down there was bad and he wouldn't be able to look at the color properly." Youngjae said, annoyed. "I don't know when I became his little personal slave."
"Jung Daehyun!" It was time for him to audition.
He nervously gulped and began to clutch his script tightly. Youngjae noticed his friend's nervousness and opened his arms up. "Hey, gimmie one of these."
Daehyun embraced Youngjae as the other rubbed his back. "Don't worry, you'll do fine."
"You think so?"
"Of course. Afterall, its just Himchan out there."
Youngjae released Daehyun and he smiled. "Thanks Jae."
"Thank me by getting the part of Macbeth."
"Ready to go, Jongup?" Junhong asked, shouldering his bag.
Jongup shoved his headphones into his pocket and nodded.
"Leaving so soon?" Hana asked.
"Yeah. Me and Jongup are gonna go get some snacks on the way home. Wanna come?"
"Hey, Hana!" One of her classmates jogged over from the other side of the school's dance studio. "Are you going to the party tonight?"
Hana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "No. They're stupid and unfun. All you guys do is drink and get high."
"But it's cool!"
"Literally everyone gets invited. Stop trying so hard." She gave one final annoyed glare before walking over to some of her friends.
Junhong and Jongup glanced at each other. "Parties like those really exist?" Jongup whispered to his best friend.
The other sophomore boy shrugged, "I guess so. And what did she mean 'literally everyone gets invited'? I've never gotten invited to one of those."
"Maybe its cause we're not popular enough."
Junhong sighed, "I guess we'll never get to experience a true high school party."
Jongup thew an arm around his discouraged friend and led him out of the studio. "Hey, would you rather go to some dumb party or stuff your face with fries with your best friend?"
"Fries." Junhong smiled.
"Hyosung got the lead...again." a student sighed as they observed the cast list Himchan had just posted on the school's announcement board.
"Who got Macbeth?" another student asked.
"Some guy named Jung Daehyun. Know him?"
The other student shook his head.
Daehyun stopped in his tracks upon hearing his name as the lead and quickly pushed through the crowd of students gathered around the list.
"No..."
There it was in all it's beauty. Daehyun's name at the top of the list, right next to the role of Macbeth.
"Oh, are you Jung Daehyun?"
Daehyun had never actually expected to get a part; much less the lead. He had auditioned because Himchan begged him to, not because he had any desire to work under the eye of dictator Kim Himchan.
"What am I gonna do..."
Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around him. "Daehyun! Is it true? Did you really get the lead?" Youngjae quickly glanced at the cast list before hugging the other again, "Oh its true! Dude, congratulations! I knew you'd get the part."
Daehyun felt his cheeks redden a bit. "Really?"
"Yeah. Remember back at our elementary school musicals? The teacher always gave you the main because you had the prettiest voice."
"There's no singing in this though."
"Doesn't matter. You got the lead! Just bask in the glory and limelight while it lasts. You deserve it, even if Himchan is directing it."
"Sketch the walls a little wider. The more real the stone looks, the better." Himchan instructed to one of the students working on the set.
"Himchan."
Himchan turned around and was greeted by the sight of his boyfriend. "Yongguk! You made it!"
"Of course I did, babe. Why wouldn't I?" He smiled, pecking the other boy's lips.
"So...what did you bring me?" Himchan asked, placing his hands on hips.
"Well I brought you my friend." He said, gesturing to the girl standing next to him. She smiled and waved. "This is Song Jieun. I met her in class and she agreed to help me with the music."
"Hi, Himchan. Its nice to meet you." She smiled and said in a sweet voice.
"Oh." Himchan's voice dropped a bit. "Listen, Jieun. I really appreciate you wanting to help out and all but I don't know how qualified you are." He replied, trying to usher the perfect girl away from his boyfriend.
"Oh don't worry." Yongguk quickly jumped in. "She's plenty qualified. She's been studying Shakespeare since middle school and even played Juliet in Romeo and Juliet during her sophomore year."
"Really?"
Jieun nodded in agreement.
"Well okay then...work hard you two." Himchan put on a fake smile and quickly shuffled to the side.
They're just friends. They're just friends. They're just friends. Yongguk can have female friends that shouldn't be an issue at all.
"Which battery is this again?"
"A nine volt." Sunhwa replied, writing down some information.
"Hyung, is it true? Did you really get Macbeth?" Junhong asked, excitedly.
"Yeah. Its true." He sighed a little. "But surprisingly its not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I've nearly memorized the entire script."
"That's a surprise." Sunhwa said, reaching for another battery. "You can't even remember to do your physics homework."
"Hey, I've been busy, okay? Junior year is the toughest year. You kids will understand next year." Daehyun barked at his three lab partners.
"Yeah, right. You copied my homework all throughout our freshman and sophomore years." Youngjae, who had materialized out of nowhere, rolled his eyes.
"Youngjae!" Daehyun jumped, "What are you doing here?"
"My chemistry teacher wanted me to drop something off."
"Oh."
"Now you better get back to whatever you're doing...you're making that little girl do all the work." Youngjae said, gesturing to Sunhwa before walking off.
"Yeah. He's right. Why am I doing all the work again? Junhong, would you mind wetting your finger and touching the top of this battery?"
"Yeah sure." He dipped his finger in a cup of water and touched the top of the battery. Sunhwa measured the voltage.
"Does it hurt?" Jongup asked.
Junhong shook his head, "Nope. I don't feel a thing."
"Hmm okay." She wrote some more stuff down. "Hey Daehyun would you mind... Hey, Daehyun!" The brunette snapped her fingers in front of the eldest.
"Huh, what?" Daehyun asked, breaking his daydream.
"Why are you still staring? That boy already left. Is he your boyfriend or something?" Sunhwa smirked.
Junhong and Jongup laughed as Daehyun began to blush and furiously wave his hands. "No! He's my best friend, geez you guys."
Jongup laughed, "Of course. Because the sexual tension between you two is only as thick as Himchan's ego."
"Would you guys shut up?" Daehyun exclaimed, annoyed. "What did you want me to do, Sunhwa?"
"Wet this battery." She said, handing him a rectangular battery.
"With my tongue?"
"Yes, with your tongue." she replied, sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"If you say so."
He ran his tongue over the top if the battery before jolting backwards. "OW SHIT!" He yelled. "My mouth tastes like someone set a ton of coins on fire."
Junhong, Jongup and Sunhwa all simultaneously facepalmed.
Youngjae walked through the sticky, night air. Summer was just around the corner and Himchan had been working him to death on his play.
Stupid fucking, Himchan. I'm not the only one in theater tech. Why can't he get some other students to organize everything?!
Upon arriving home he immediately kicked off his pants and cranked up the air conditioner. He barely had a minute to breathe before he was interrupted by the ringing of his cellphone.
"What's up, Junhong?"
"Hyung! Come back to the school quickly! Himchan is freaking out and Yongguk isn't around to help!" the other frantically yelled over the phone.
"Are you kidding me?! I was literally there twenty minutes ago. What could have possibly happened?!" Youngjae yelled back, rubbing a sweaty palm down his face.
"Something with the set up. I'm not entirely sure."
The exhausted boy sighed, "I really can't deal with this right now, okay? Tell Himchan I'll help him tomorrow."
"O-okay."
Youngjae threw himself onto his bed and rolled over, clutching his cellphone. He began to scroll through his facebook, which was blowing up with days old messages from Himchan about something related to his play.
Youngjae often wondered how he had ended up friends with Himchan, anyway. Himchan was outgoing and straightforward, always eager to try new things, no matter how dangerous. That didn’t mean he was dangerous or irresponsible, per say, he just enjoyed life. Youngjae was quite the opposite. He enjoyed his small circle of friends and never wandered too far out of his comfort zone. But he liked Himchan. He liked that they were able to balance each other out.
His phone rang again. It was Himchan.
“What?!”
"I need you here, now."
Youngjae groaned, "I already told Junhong I would help you tomorrow."
"No. I seriously need you here like right now. Its an emergency." His voice sounded serious.
"Is someone dying?"
"Someone will be dying if you don't get your ass over here right now!" Himchan yelled.
Youngjae held the phone away from his ear, "Okay, okay! Just wait a second."
Upset, he rushed to the school. Youngjae was unsure exactly what Himchan wanted, but he really hoped it was important.
"Okay, I'm here! What's so important?" Youngjae crashed through the doors of the school theater, disrupting some of the students working on the set.
an: special thanks to mama egg for not supporting me when i was writing this.
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