Hello everybody, I am so happy if you guys are still reading this <3333 it has been a while and my writing is like a kindergarten’s OTL but anyways I hope you guys enjoy this. The story is just a conjured up imaginations so there are inaccuracies. I did not proof-read this and I apologize for all the mistakes in this story. Enjoy <3333

“What did my father whisper to you during your New Year’s greeting in my home?” Yoseob asked lightly, he was trying really hard to hide his exploding curiosity.

Doojoon chuckled but did not let his eyes wander from the road in front of him, “I know you are dying to know. This is the fifth time you have asked me this question.”

Yoseob scrunched up his face like Doojoon had just accused him of murdering a puppy, “No, this isn’t. This is only the third time I have asked. Once was during the trip from my house to your house in your hometown, second was in your house after I have greeted your parents for the New Year, and third was just now. I am not that naggy.”

A hearty laughter came from Doojoon, “You first asked me when we just came out of your parents’ house to the car. Second time was when we were in the car from your house to mine, third time was when we arrived in my house before we went inside, fourth time was after you have greeted my parents for the New Year, and fifth time was just now.”

Yoseob leaned back into his seat in Doojoon’s car and folded his arms in front of his chest, “Okay fine, I can be a little bit naggy but I need to know, Doojoonah.”

“A little bit naggy?” Doojoon shook his head in feigned disbelief as he made a right turn in his neigbourhood, “Woah, you are naggier than Junhyung right now, do you know that?” Yoseob pouted but he was quiet as he made plans of another way to catch Doojoon unguarded with this question.

Spending the second day of the New Year together had been a routine for Doojoon and Yoseob for several years now. On the first day, both of them would go home to their respective homes (Doojoon in his hometown in Goyang and Yoseob in Seoul) and spend the first day of New Year with their beloved families and friends. On the second day however, Doojoon would always drive back from Goyang to Seoul, to Yoseob’s home, to offer his greetings to Yoseob’s families and then pick the younger man up and drive back to his hometown for Yoseob to offer his New Year’s greetings to Doojoon’s families. And then, the rest of the day could be spend however they would want to.

This year, however, Doojoon made plans with all his buddies to have a soccer game in his hometown. His high school friends came back during the holidays and they had agreed they would meet up for some fun and games. And now, Doojoon and Yoseob were on their way to Doojoon’s high school that they all had agreed to meet at.

“You could be a good sport and just tell me, okay.” Yoseob started again.

Doojoon hummed as he made another turn to his old high school, “I did not ask you what my parents said to you during your greetings, did I?”

Yoseob gaped in disbelief, “That’s because you can hear everything they told me. Be happy and healthy, eat a lot because you are too thin now. Eat with Doojoon a lot too, he likes meat. They did not whisper in my ear, did they?”

“You can ask your father then.” Doojoon answered lightly.

“Yah, you did not just say that!” Yoseob growled and punched Doojoon on the arms a few times.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch…” Doojoon winced as he chuckled, “Sorry, I’m sorry. That is inappropriate. Sorry, please forgive me, ouch!” Doojoon winced once again as Yoseob punched him with a final blow. “Ouch, okay, okay fine. Later, I tell you later okay. I promise.”

Yoseob smiled smugly to himself. Doojoon stole a quick side glance to Yoseob and chuckled to himself.

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When they reached Doojoon’s old high school, the gate was opened and there were already a few cars parked in the parking lot. Doojoon had changed into his soccer outfit in his home before they went out, his usual jacket, sweatpants, and soccer shoes. The temperature was still below 5 degree Celcius, but the excitement of playing with his old friends sent up warm tingles all over Doojoon’s body. He was also extra excited to introduce Yoseob to all his friends whom the younger man has never met before. It would be a really great way to solidify Yoseob’s presence in Doojoon’s life.

“Don’t forget your ankle support.” Yoseob said as his eyes traveled to Doojoon’s ankle that was slightly injured after MBC’s Idol Championship.

Doojoon held up his hand which held the black ankle support, “ I have it here.”

Yoseob sighed as he grumbled a little, “I even tweeted that you should not get injured like this. And then you just go ahead and get yourself injured. I cannot worry like this every time, it makes me crazy.”

Doojoon quickly caught Yoseob in a big hug and planted a kiss on Yoseob’s forehead, “I know, I’m sorry. I will take better care of myself.”

Yoseob nodded as Doojoon let him go and they both walked to the high school’s soccer field.

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It was total chaos when they both arrived at the field, there were 17 people (yes, Yoseob counted) present in the soccer field. Some were chatting, some were warming up, some were stretching, but all of them immediately ran towards Doojoon when they saw him coming into the field. And it was a total chaos when 17 adult male with an average height of 173 cm were coming towards Doojoon and Yoseob at the same time, and all trying to get into some contact with Doojoon.  

The chaos lasted for at least ten minutes before someone tapped on Yoseob’s shoulder. “Yoseobah?”

Yoseob moved back because he was shocked that someone actually knew him here. He stared at the guy who just called him. The guy was shorter than Yoseob by a few centimeters, with small eyes and welcoming smile, his hair was curly and unruly. He looked familiar, but Yoseob just did not know what to pinpoint about this guy.

“I am Jisook! Kim Jisook!” The guy pointed to himself with that warm smile. And then Yoseob started remembering this guy. He was the guy who always helped Yoseob study in high school. Helpful, nice, and very smart, Yoseob remembered.

“Ommo Jisook-ah! I cannot recognize you at all without your glasses! Where are they?” Yoseob hugged the guy in excitement and ruffled Jisook’s curly hair.

Jisook smiled shyly, “I had a lasik procedure since my glasses started to get too thick.”

“Why are you here? You know someone from here?”

Jisook nodded and pointed to the guy with red jacket, hair slicked back, a mischievous smile on his lips as he kicked a ball around the field. “That guy is Kyungmin. We met in university and had been best friends since. He was an alumnus from this high school. Those are also the friends I have from university who are alumni of this high school.”

“Ahhh…” Yoseob nodded in understanding, “you know Doojoon?”

Jisook shook his head and Yoseob dragged him to the field where Doojoon was basically crowded around. He introduced Jisook to Doojoon and in turn, Doojoon introduced Yoseob to all of his friends whose names and faces Yoseob was trying really hard to remember and match.

After the hectic introduction, all of the guys went to the field to start warming up, kicking and running up and down the field. Yoseob sat alone on the bench as he watched them. He really wanted to join all the fun but he needed to be a prince tomorrow night and he could not overwork, let alone injure himself. That would be extremely irresponsible, so he just sat and watched.

But a Yoseob was always a Yoseob, he could not miss this great moment as he took out his camera and took a selfie. He called Doojoon to be included in the picture and uploaded it on Twitter. Yoseob smirked, now those Doojoon-Yoseob shippers would have things to talk about.

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The game was full of laughter and fun, it was just a great way to break the ice and reconnect with all these great friends after such a long time. In the middle of it, Doojoon asked for a break and basically limped to the bench. He asked for the game to continue. Yoseob frowned and launched himself into worrywart mode immediately.

“You okay, is it hurting so bad?” Yoseob grabbed Doojoon’s thigh.

Doojoon shook his head, “Nope, I am just catching my breath a little. I am so tired.”

It was obvious how Yoseob release a breath of relieve after hearing it, “Ahjussi, you are old.”

Doojoon laughed at Yoseob’s good nature mock and continued to watch the game go by.

“Yoseobah…” Doojoon started, eyes still glued to the ball on the field.

“Hmm?” Yoseob hummed out his response.

“Do you want to watch a movie? When we are not so busy these days?”

Yoseob nodded, “Okay, what do you want to watch?”

“Ummm…” there was a pause in between, “Fifty shades of grey?”

If Yoseob turned his head just a little bit faster, he could have broken it. “What? Why? Is with me getting boring now?”

Doojoon laughed out loud, “Yeah, I am getting little bit tired of us now so I just want to have a little bit more fun in the bedroom… No, I am just kidding. I don’t know, isn’t that movie a box office or something?”

“Two guys watching in the cinema. Classic.” Yoseob smiled.

Doojoon chuckled, “We can always go for dinner, too. You hear my mother, she said to eat a lot with me because I like meat.”

 Yoseob mussed, watching the guy wearing white shirt breezed past another player with ball in his possession. “You can watch my musical instead, you know.” And as soon as those words came out of Yoseob’s mouth, he quickly regretted them and wished he could take them back and swallow them down. “Sorry, I know that you are busy. I don’t know why I said those.”

Doojoon looked down and shook his head, Yoseob saw a flash of sad smile on his lips, “No, you are right. I should have attended your musical no matter how busy I am. You should be top priority, always top priority.”

“I received your flowers when Dongwoon came to watch. They are beautiful…” Yoseob said, “Does that mean you are not going to watch me at all?”

Doojoon ruffled Yoseob’s hair affectionately, “I would make time for you. Trust me.” Yoseob smiled, a loving smile, an understanding smile, a smile that Doojoon loved. The older man sighed in frustration as he leaned back and placed both hands on the bleachers behind his body, “Ah , you are so fluffy and adorable you make me want to push you down and cuddle with you now. Damn…”

Yoseob laughed and teased, “I hope you are getting a hard on right now because that will be so obvious and hilarious.”

“Ah, .” Doojoon cursed again as he stood up, running to join the game again – Yoseob knew the older man was so having a hard on right now. Yoseob watched as Doojoon laughed and slapped his friend’s back (out of habit), and Yoseob was basking in Doojoon’s happiness. He smiled to himself, because damn he would do anything to spend the rest of his life with this man.

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The game lasted for almost four hours – of course with long breaks and catch up sessions in between, and a few autographs and pictures of Yoseob for Doojoon’s friends – all the guys were chummy with each other because they have been friends for a long time and Yoseob loved being involved in Doojoon’s world, being involved with his families and friends. It was almost dinnertime when the group decided that it was time to go for something to eat. Yoseob could see that it almost killed Doojoon when he said he could not join because he needed to be back with his family.

The group had a picture each with Doojoon and Yoseob at the end before they dispersed to the cars parked in the high school parking lot after lots of goodbye’s and hugs.

Doojoon decided that he would stay in the empty field for just a little bit longer though, he missed all of these quiet and tranquility. He sat on the bleacher as he watched the sunset turned a little bit more yellow, a little bit more orange, a little redder. Yoseob sat next to him, comfortable in the silence.

“When are you going back tomorrow?” Doojoon asked.

“In the morning. Joonkun hyung will pick me up. I need to prepare before my musical in the evening.”

Doojoon nodded and they were quiet again. Yoseob did not mind the silence at all, it was never awkward, never intimidating. He closed his eyes and felt the cool evening air breezed past his cheeks, ruffling his hair. He inhaled the grassy scent, a scent of familiarity and past adolescence.

“Yoseobah…” Doojoon started.

Yoseob opened his eyes and turned his head, only to find Doojoon staring intently at him. “What? You surprised me.”

Doojoon placed a hand on Yoseob’s left chest, where the younger man’s heart is beating hard. “I, Yoon Doojoon is going to protect you, Yang Yoseob, for as long as we live.”

Yoseob frowned because this was too strange, “Yah, are you okay? What the hell is this? Yah, Yoon Doojoon, you are scaring me right now.”

Looking at Yoseob’s perplexed face, Doojoon smiled his nation boyfriend-dol smile and placed a hand on Yoseob’s cheek, guiding the younger man’s head to rest on his own broad shoulder.

“Yah, what the fu – yah, what is going on?” Yoseob tried to pull his head away but Doojoon placed a firm hand on Yoseob’s cheek.

“Shh…” Doojoon cajoled a confused Yoseob, “you can just say yes.”

Yoseob frowned and rolled his eyes, but he leaned into Doojoon’s embrace anyway. “So what did my father told you this morning?”

Doojoon chuckled, “Come on, just say yes.”

Yoseob pouted.

“Yes.”

The sky turned darker in each passing second as the sun started setting but none of them let go, because they are the light in each other’s lives.

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“Please have a lot of luck in the coming year. Always be healthy and happy.” Doojoon said as he bowed to Yoseob’s parents in the morning of the second day of the New Year.

A small and soft hand landed on his back. Yoseob’s mother was patting his back. There was an agreeable hum coming from Yoseob’s father. He placed a soft silk bag on Doojoon palm – Yoseob’s mother had sewn the bag by herself every year – and placed a warm hand on Doojoon’s shoulder, squeezing slowly.

Yoseob’s father bent down and whispered ever so quietly. “Thank you for all the greetings all these years, Doojoonah. May you be greeting us every year from now onwards. We are trusting a very important member of our family to you, so protect him well.”

Doojoon was abolutely speechless as he looked up to find Yoseob’s father smiling ever so warmly to him. There were so many emotions suddenly coming alive in his heart, blood rushed in his veins because Yoseob’s father just entrusted Yoseob to him. He wanted to say yes, he wanted to say don’t worry Yoseob is in good hands, he wanted to say something, even something stupid, but his throat closed up by the wave of emotions and he ended up nodding a few times.  

Yoseob’s father seemed satisfied with just that though as his smile widened and patted Doojoon on the back.

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