Then Again, Probably Not [2/5]
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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"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.
He marched onto the stage, where Yongguk had been discussing things with an older girl he had never seen before. "Uhhh, Youngjae? I thought you went home." Yongguk said.
"I did." Youngjae rolled his eyes, "But then I got some urgent call from Himchan that I needed to come here ASAP."
"Something urgent?" The girl asked, sounding a bit concerned.
"Pssst! Youngjae!" Himchan motioned from the curtain behind Yongguk.
"Umm... Nevermind." Youngjae hurried over to the beckoning senior. "This better have a good explanation!"
Himchan furiously pointed at Yongguk and the girl, "Is that good enough explanation?!"
"Ummm... Yongguk and some girl?"
"Not just any girl, Song Jieun!"
"And Jieun is...?"
"Helping my boyfriend on the music!"
"Okay, I really don't see the problem with this."
Himchan gestured over to the two, who were pointing at a piece of paper and discussing something. "Look at those two. Probably talking about getting drinks after this and heading back over to her place."
"I highly doubt that."
"Its because you're not looking hard enough!" Himchan yelled, grabbing the younger by the collar.
Youngjae pulled himself off of Himchan, who's face was still knit together in fury, “Okay, so even if this Jieun girl was coming onto Yongguk, what does it matter? Last time I checked Yongguk was 200% gay for you.”
“Because she’s pretty enough to slap the straight right into him!”
“I don’t think it works like that...” Youngjae eyed him.
“What doesn’t work like that?” Daehyun asked, popping around one of the curtains, “Oh hey, Youngjae! I thought you went home.”
“I did. But Himchan called me because he’s afraid that Yongguk is gonna-mmph!” Himchan clasped his paint covered hand over Youngjae’s mouth.
“Afraid Yongguk is gonna...?” Daehyun asked, with a suspicious look.
“Nothing, nothing!” Himchan nervously smiled, waving his hand in the air. “It’s nothing, right Youngjae?” He asked, freeing Youngjae’s mouth.
“Sure, it’s nothing.” He rolled his eyes.
“See? Nothing.”
“Umm, okay. So is it alright if I head home now?” Daehyun asked, checking the time on his phone.
“Yeah. That should be all for now.” Himchan replied, flipping through some papers on a clipboard, “Yup that’s all you have for today.”
“Can I go too, then?” Youngjae asked, tapping his foot impatiently, “Because obviously, your problem is none of my concern.”
Himchan sighed, defeated, “Okay fine. Thanks for coming back.”
“Yeah, whatever. Hey Daehyun, didn’t you drive today?”
“Umm, yeah. Why? Do you need a ride?”
“Mmmhhm.” Youngjae replied, brushing past them and already walking outside in the direction of the parking lot.
Daehyun quickly shuffled after him, digging into his pocket for his car keys. Youngjae was already there, leaning against his best friend’s car. “Need a little help there?”
Daehyun looked up surprised, dropping his keys. Youngjae quickly retrieved them and plopped them back into the owner’s hands. “Cmon. I’m tired.”
As soon as Daehyun started driving, Youngjae turned on the radio and flipped it to his favorite station.
“I thought it was law that the owner of the car gets to pick the music?” Daehyun asked.
“I thought it was the driver.”
“Either way I get to choose.”
“No, shut up. You love this song.” Youngjae replied, turning the music up more.
“No I don’t.”
“Don’t lie.” Youngjae smirked, jabbing Daehyun in the side, “I hear you sing it all the time.”
“You do?” Daehyun asked, surprised.
“Yeah. When you’re rehearsing backstage, I always hear you sing it to calm yourself down or something. It’s kinda cute.” He laughed a little.
“Y-You think it’s cute?”
“Yeah. I keep telling you that you have a pretty voice.”
Daehyun tried not to blush, but before he could talk to Youngjae anymore, they pulled up in front of his house.
“Thanks for the ride. See ya tomorrow.” Youngjae smiled, grabbing his things and waving.
“Yeah...see ya.”
“Hey, Hyosung? Can I ask you something?” Daehyun looked up from his script. He had been practicing his lines with her under Himchan’s demands.
“Of course.” She smiled, “What’s on your mind?”
“Promise not to tell anyone? And promise not to laugh?”
She laughed, “I promise, sweetie. My lips are sealed.”
“Okay...I think my best friend is in love with me?”
“Who? Youngjae? What makes you think that?” She replied, surprised.
“I don’t know...It’s just a feeling. I can’t exactly place it...but maybe it’s because he’s been acting like closer to me?”
“Haven’t you known him since elementary school? I don’t think you can get any closer than that.”
“It’s just a feeling, okay? I don’t know why I feel like he likes me. I just really feel like he’s in love with me.”
“And how will that affect you?” She asked.
“I don’t know...I don’t think I like him back. It just makes things awkward, you know? Because I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”
Hyosung brushed some of her hair from her face, “Honey, I think you might have got this mixed up just a bit.”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you sure you’re not the one in love with him?”
“In love with who?” Youngjae asked, wheeling in a rack of costumes.
“Nothing!” Daehyun exclaimed, hoping his best friend hadn’t heard the conversation.
“More secrets, huh? That’s not fair. I thought we were best friends.”
“Hey! You’re the one who refused to tell me about Himchan’s problem the other day.”
“Fine, you really wanna know?” The other sighed, “He called me because he was upset that Jieun might be trying to steal Yongguk away from him.”
“Song Jieun?” Hyosung said, “I met her. She was a nice girl.”
“I don’t think she would do that.” Daehyun added in.
“I know. But you know Himchan; he’s always been paranoid someone is out to get him.”
Youngjae began to shift through the costumes and pulled a couple off the rack, “Anyway I came here to drop off your costumes.”
He handed two dresses to Hyosung and one outfit to Daehyun, “Can you try these on to make sure they fit? The play is like...in two weeks and Himchan wants to make sure they fit perfectly so theres still a little time to alter them if they don’t.”
“Okay. I’ll go change over there.” Hyosung said, heading towards one of the dressing rooms.
“Dae, you can just change here.” Youngjae said.
“Wh-What?” Daehyun exclaimed.
“Umm, yeah. You never know when anything fits anyway. I always have to go shopping with you for clothing, remember?”
“Oh yeah...” Daehyun replied, nervously taking his shirt off.
Youngjae held Daehyun’s costume in his hand, swaying it back and forth on the hanger, “Wow. Dae, look at you!”
“What is it?!” He asked, trying to cover his upper body with his arms,
“Nothing. Dude, I didn’t know you got that muscular!” He laughed, hitting his friend’s chest, “Have you been working out a lot?”
“Just a little...” The other replied, trying to unbutton his pants.
When his pants were finally off, Youngjae handed him the costume and helped his friend get into it, which made Daehyun feel a little uncomfortable for some reason; but Youngjae didn’t break a sweat.
“Hmmm...yeah I guess it fits good. Hyosung! Are you done trying them on?”
Hyosung emerged from the dressing room, obviously in discomfort, “It’s too tight...”
“Where?” Youngjae asked, getting out a piece of paper and moving closer to Hyosung.
“H-Here...” She pointed to her chest and Youngjae tried to get a better look at it.
“Oh yeah, I see that. Do you mind if I just measure your bust again? I think the person who took your measurements must have got it wrong.”
“Yeah sure.” She replied.
Youngjae retrieved a measuring tape and began to wrap it around her chest, as she spread her arms out.
Daehyun didn’t know why, but at that moment he felt as bad as Himchan when he saw Yongguk with Jieun.
“You’re Han Sunhwa, right?” Himchan asked, tapping the brunette on the shoulder.
She quickly turned around, stunned by the sudden approachment in the silent school library, “Yeah. You’re Kim Himchan?”
Himchan nodded, “How did you know?”
“Umm..it’s hard not to?” She replied, careful with her words. She had never really formally met the older boy.
“Anyway, I’m directing this year’s spring play and I was wondering if you would help out with the makeup. Daehyun said you’re pretty good at it.”
Sunhwa stiffened, “Ummm...I don’t know. I’m not really used to doing makeup on other people.” Truthfully, she just didn’t want to work under Himchan. She was sensitive and didn’t want to be exposed to Himchan’s dictator like tendencies.
“You won’t be alone, if that’s what you’re worried about. I got another girl named Jung Hana to help out too. Know her?”
Sunhwa quickly nodded, she was good friends with Hana, “Yeah. I know her.”
“Great. So dress rehearsal is next Wednesday after school. And heres a schedule of all the performances. You need to be there at least an hour before the play so you can help get the actors ready.” Himchan said, quickly pulling out a sheet of paper from the folder he was holding and shoving it into the younger’s hands.
“Wait I never agreed to-”
“Great! So I’ll see you on Wednesday, mmk? Love ya!” He waved and happily trotted away.
Sunhwa sighed and glanced down at the schedule. Defeated, she shut her textbooks and packed up her things to head home. Finals would have to wait.
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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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"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.
He marched onto the stage, where Yongguk had been discussing things with an older girl he had never seen before. "Uhhh, Youngjae? I thought you went home." Yongguk said.
"I did." Youngjae rolled his eyes, "But then I got some urgent call from Himchan that I needed to come here ASAP."
"Something urgent?" The girl asked, sounding a bit concerned.
"Pssst! Youngjae!" Himchan motioned from the curtain behind Yongguk.
"Umm... Nevermind." Youngjae hurried over to the beckoning senior. "This better have a good explanation!"
Himchan furiously pointed at Yongguk and the girl, "Is that good enough explanation?!"
"Ummm... Yongguk and some girl?"
"Not just any girl, Song Jieun!"
"And Jieun is...?"
"Helping my boyfriend on the music!"
"Okay, I really don't see the problem with this."
Himchan gestured over to the two, who were pointing at a piece of paper and discussing something. "Look at those two. Probably talking about getting drinks after this and heading back over to her place."
"I highly doubt that."
"Its because you're not looking hard enough!" Himchan yelled, grabbing the younger by the collar.
Youngjae pulled himself off of Himchan, who's face was still knit together in fury, “Okay, so even if this Jieun girl was coming onto Yongguk, what does it matter? Last time I checked Yongguk was 200% gay for you.”
“Because she’s pretty enough to slap the straight right into him!”
“I don’t think it works like that...” Youngjae eyed him.
“What doesn’t work like that?” Daehyun asked, popping around one of the curtains, “Oh hey, Youngjae! I thought you went home.”
“I did. But Himchan called me because he’s afraid that Yongguk is gonna-mmph!” Himchan clasped his paint covered hand over Youngjae’s mouth.
“Afraid Yongguk is gonna...?” Daehyun asked, with a suspicious look.
“Nothing, nothing!” Himchan nervously smiled, waving his hand in the air. “It’s nothing, right Youngjae?” He asked, freeing Youngjae’s mouth.
“Sure, it’s nothing.” He rolled his eyes.
“See? Nothing.”
“Umm, okay. So is it alright if I head home now?” Daehyun asked, checking the time on his phone.
“Yeah. That should be all for now.” Himchan replied, flipping through some papers on a clipboard, “Yup that’s all you have for today.”
“Can I go too, then?” Youngjae asked, tapping his foot impatiently, “Because obviously, your problem is none of my concern.”
Himchan sighed, defeated, “Okay fine. Thanks for coming back.”
“Yeah, whatever. Hey Daehyun, didn’t you drive today?”
“Umm, yeah. Why? Do you need a ride?”
“Mmmhhm.” Youngjae replied, brushing past them and already walking outside in the direction of the parking lot.
Daehyun quickly shuffled after him, digging into his pocket for his car keys. Youngjae was already there, leaning against his best friend’s car. “Need a little help there?”
Daehyun looked up surprised, dropping his keys. Youngjae quickly retrieved them and plopped them back into the owner’s hands. “Cmon. I’m tired.”
As soon as Daehyun started driving, Youngjae turned on the radio and flipped it to his favorite station.
“I thought it was law that the owner of the car gets to pick the music?” Daehyun asked.
“I thought it was the driver.”
“Either way I get to choose.”
“No, shut up. You love this song.” Youngjae replied, turning the music up more.
“No I don’t.”
“Don’t lie.” Youngjae smirked, jabbing Daehyun in the side, “I hear you sing it all the time.”
“You do?” Daehyun asked, surprised.
“Yeah. When you’re rehearsing backstage, I always hear you sing it to calm yourself down or something. It’s kinda cute.” He laughed a little.
“Y-You think it’s cute?”
“Yeah. I keep telling you that you have a pretty voice.”
Daehyun tried not to blush, but before he could talk to Youngjae anymore, they pulled up in front of his house.
“Thanks for the ride. See ya tomorrow.” Youngjae smiled, grabbing his things and waving.
“Yeah...see ya.”
“Hey, Hyosung? Can I ask you something?” Daehyun looked up from his script. He had been practicing his lines with her under Himchan’s demands.
“Of course.” She smiled, “What’s on your mind?”
“Promise not to tell anyone? And promise not to laugh?”
She laughed, “I promise, sweetie. My lips are sealed.”
“Okay...I think my best friend is in love with me?”
“Who? Youngjae? What makes you think that?” She replied, surprised.
“I don’t know...It’s just a feeling. I can’t exactly place it...but maybe it’s because he’s been acting like closer to me?”
“Haven’t you known him since elementary school? I don’t think you can get any closer than that.”
“It’s just a feeling, okay? I don’t know why I feel like he likes me. I just really feel like he’s in love with me.”
“And how will that affect you?” She asked.
“I don’t know...I don’t think I like him back. It just makes things awkward, you know? Because I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”
Hyosung brushed some of her hair from her face, “Honey, I think you might have got this mixed up just a bit.”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you sure you’re not the one in love with him?”
“In love with who?” Youngjae asked, wheeling in a rack of costumes.
“Nothing!” Daehyun exclaimed, hoping his best friend hadn’t heard the conversation.
“More secrets, huh? That’s not fair. I thought we were best friends.”
“Hey! You’re the one who refused to tell me about Himchan’s problem the other day.”
“Fine, you really wanna know?” The other sighed, “He called me because he was upset that Jieun might be trying to steal Yongguk away from him.”
“Song Jieun?” Hyosung said, “I met her. She was a nice girl.”
“I don’t think she would do that.” Daehyun added in.
“I know. But you know Himchan; he’s always been paranoid someone is out to get him.”
Youngjae began to shift through the costumes and pulled a couple off the rack, “Anyway I came here to drop off your costumes.”
He handed two dresses to Hyosung and one outfit to Daehyun, “Can you try these on to make sure they fit? The play is like...in two weeks and Himchan wants to make sure they fit perfectly so theres still a little time to alter them if they don’t.”
“Okay. I’ll go change over there.” Hyosung said, heading towards one of the dressing rooms.
“Dae, you can just change here.” Youngjae said.
“Wh-What?” Daehyun exclaimed.
“Umm, yeah. You never know when anything fits anyway. I always have to go shopping with you for clothing, remember?”
“Oh yeah...” Daehyun replied, nervously taking his shirt off.
Youngjae held Daehyun’s costume in his hand, swaying it back and forth on the hanger, “Wow. Dae, look at you!”
“What is it?!” He asked, trying to cover his upper body with his arms,
“Nothing. Dude, I didn’t know you got that muscular!” He laughed, hitting his friend’s chest, “Have you been working out a lot?”
“Just a little...” The other replied, trying to unbutton his pants.
When his pants were finally off, Youngjae handed him the costume and helped his friend get into it, which made Daehyun feel a little uncomfortable for some reason; but Youngjae didn’t break a sweat.
“Hmmm...yeah I guess it fits good. Hyosung! Are you done trying them on?”
Hyosung emerged from the dressing room, obviously in discomfort, “It’s too tight...”
“Where?” Youngjae asked, getting out a piece of paper and moving closer to Hyosung.
“H-Here...” She pointed to her chest and Youngjae tried to get a better look at it.
“Oh yeah, I see that. Do you mind if I just measure your bust again? I think the person who took your measurements must have got it wrong.”
“Yeah sure.” She replied.
Youngjae retrieved a measuring tape and began to wrap it around her chest, as she spread her arms out.
Daehyun didn’t know why, but at that moment he felt as bad as Himchan when he saw Yongguk with Jieun.
“You’re Han Sunhwa, right?” Himchan asked, tapping the brunette on the shoulder.
She quickly turned around, stunned by the sudden approachment in the silent school library, “Yeah. You’re Kim Himchan?”
Himchan nodded, “How did you know?”
“Umm..it’s hard not to?” She replied, careful with her words. She had never really formally met the older boy.
“Anyway, I’m directing this year’s spring play and I was wondering if you would help out with the makeup. Daehyun said you’re pretty good at it.”
Sunhwa stiffened, “Ummm...I don’t know. I’m not really used to doing makeup on other people.” Truthfully, she just didn’t want to work under Himchan. She was sensitive and didn’t want to be exposed to Himchan’s dictator like tendencies.
“You won’t be alone, if that’s what you’re worried about. I got another girl named Jung Hana to help out too. Know her?”
Sunhwa quickly nodded, she was good friends with Hana, “Yeah. I know her.”
“Great. So dress rehearsal is next Wednesday after school. And heres a schedule of all the performances. You need to be there at least an hour before the play so you can help get the actors ready.” Himchan said, quickly pulling out a sheet of paper from the folder he was holding and shoving it into the younger’s hands.
“Wait I never agreed to-”
“Great! So I’ll see you on Wednesday, mmk? Love ya!” He waved and happily trotted away.
Sunhwa sighed and glanced down at the schedule. Defeated, she shut her textbooks and packed up her things to head home. Finals would have to wait.
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