Things happened that night turned out smoothy. Everybody seemed enjoyed and impressed with Youngjae’s birthday. He wondered if they’d known the place was Daehyun’s mansion. Anyway, he’d had a satisfied night. Let’s just understand it with the “bright” way of meaning. The party was really a good ideal, he’d received a lot of birthday wishes as well as admiration from students in his grade or even other dongsaengs in school. But the important thing delighted him the most…was the gift from a certain brunette.

But he still wondered whether or not he should keep it as a secret?

Daehyun’d full-heartedly given him the right to make decision. Youngjae didn’t declined. He deserved that…even though he hadn’t let the brunette ‘go all the way’. Yes, he’d accepted the ‘punishment’, but he’d requited Daehyun to stop before he could reach his…eh, underwear. Daehyun was downed mercilessly. But Youngjae was sensitive as well. He blamed Daehyun for his impatience and self-control. He was a little disappointed for not being the one who ‘took the lead’, but he let it be, he couldn’t do it even if they started again anyway.

~000~

“So…Did you two do the whole thing?”

Youngjae puffed his cola on Himchan’s beautiful face. Jongup giggled. Himchan gritted his teeth as he angrily snatched a napkin to clean his face.

“How could you say as if it’s nothing, hyung?” Jongup added. They were currently bunching up in a small table in a deserted corner of the cafeteria. There was until now not so many people knowing Daehyun and Youngjae’s relationship. Junhong and Jongup was a bit surprised, they didn’t expect their hyungs to be actually that fast. They started recalling the time since their hyung’d remained rivals till today, when they followed Himchan and Yongguk, publicing their relationship. Half-public. Youngjae considered he should take it slow.

Himchan made a hiss when Youngjae slapped him on the head.

“Rambling”

“Isn’t it true??” Himchan said as it was a mother-of-fact. “I know Daehyun doesn’t good at controlling himself. Especially when he’s around you. Even Gukkie also-”

“Stop stop stop. I’ve heard enough.” Junhong put his hands covering his ears. “Sorry hyungs I’m still young”

“Who knows if you’re even worse than me or not.” Youngjae smirked.

“Yah!”

“What’s going on?” the earlier-mentioned person Yongguk finally made his appearance, with a tray of food. He picked a potato chip and pointed it toward Himchan. By instinct, the younger catched it with his mouth. Youngjae grimaced “Too much PDA you two.”

“C’on, you know you want it.” Himchan smirked “He’s coming” before pointing toward a brightly smiling Daehyun approaching them. Youngjae blushed.

“I don’t-”

“Hi everyone. Hi Jae~” Daehyun plopped down on the seat next to him, hand quickly made his way on Youngjae’s thigh and was slapped away right after. Youngjae glared him deadly on the eyes and Daehyun just pouted.

“Seems like in pairs everybody~” Himchan began. “What are you guys going to do this Valentine?” With his head leaning on Yongguk’s shoulder, he looked at the members with curiosity.

“Oh. We already have our plan.” Daehyun said cockily. “Never run out of ideal what to do with Jae~”

“Yah” Youngjae’s face even redder than before.

“Like last night?” Yongguk laughed.

“No, even more,” Daehyun turned to looked at Youngjae “He’s still in debt with me.”

Both Junhong and Jongup blushed. Youngjae seemed to notice it, he asked “Junhong, what about you?”

The maknae shook his head “I don’t have any”

Youngjae raised his brows and glanced at Jongup. “You haven’t told hi-”

“No no no” Junhong suddenly raised his voice loudly, panicking waved his hands in front of Youngjae’s face. “No, I mean…don’t talk about it, hyung, I…” He then stood up. The others looked at him in confusion. “I gotta go.” said he before leaving. Jongup couldn’t help but stare at the back of a figure was moving further and further. There was something like…disappointment covering his eyes.

Some minutes later, Jongup bid them goodbye and leave the cafeteria. Youngjae only kept silence. He looked at Himchan and Yongguk, seemed like the pair noticed it as well. Daehyun munched non-stop. The swallowing sound started annoying Youngjae.

“Yah Jung Daehyun.”

“What? I’m hungry!” With a mouth full, he argued.

“Do you think about something we can do, Youngjae?” Himchan asked as he leaned his head in the back of his hand for support.

Youngjae shrugged worriedly. “I don’t know. I don’t expect Junhong to haven’t make any move yet, that kid have a crush on Jongup for a while now” he sighed.

“Huh? Really?” Daehyun asked out of sudden.

“You know nothing about your own cousin.” Youngjae glared.

“You’re wrong. I know many.” He rubbed his hands together to get rid of the crumb and said “JUpie also likes Junhong. That kid mentioned Junhong every time we meet at least once. So that I can lead him to tell me information about you.”

“What?”

“…why?”

“Nothing.” Youngjae shrugged, his eyes crinkled but he tried to keep his face straight.

“I don’t think those kids would admit soon.” Yongguk commented.

“Himchan nodded. “They need help from professors. Like me~ Success as always.” He self-praised proudly.

“Oh. Is that so? Like how?” Youngjae interrupted.

“Like you and Daehyun.”

Yep. That made sense. Daehyun laughed loudly. “So I should feel thankful as well, huh” and made a hi-five with Himchan.

“No problem. So are friends~”

Youngjae ignored them, turned back to his meal.

“So…” Yongguk spoke “What will we do?”

~000~

It was a normal evening as usual, and Daehyun wanted Youngjae to remain tutoring him, although ‘tutoring’ sometimes turned out to be something different. There was a little change because Daehyun demanded to be tutored at Youngjae’s house once. He’d declined, but then given up after some effort and let the older do whatever he want. Yongguk drove them straight to Youngjae’s place, and Daehyun was going to be there overnight. Again, he defended and said that it would be inconvenient and small, but he still couldn’t prevent Daehyun because each argue meant a kiss from Daehyun. He really didn’t need to get heart failure still young.

Of course, Mrs.Yoo was very happy about that. Junhong had no comment-the kid didn’t talk the whole day. They shared a small dinner with Daehyun, who made the meal more comfortable and funny. Mrs.Yoo couldn’t stop smiling, was it a miracle when her son had a friend come over one day, and the friend happened to be his ‘rival’ since they moved here? The boy whom her beloved son cursed everyday (and this thing seemed stop since last month) was entire different to every detail she’d imaged, even better than expected. That was a lovely boy, bright pretty face, respectful, well-earning family or straight forward – very rich. She had just dropped by once by the funeral, but never met Daehyun, now she thought about it, Youngjae had a friend like this young boy was his luck. Although relationship between those kids had changed so sudden, a little late… She didn’t miss out Daehyun’s warm gestures, especially to Youngjae, and that made her feel somehow… relive.

“Mrs. Yoo, I’ll go upstairs and study with Youngjae!” Daehyun poked his head into the kitchen, calling out for her.

“Okay. Make yourself at home.” She smiled “Daehyun?”

Daehyun was about to leave but stopped, his eyes widened “Yes?”

She smiled warmly “Take care of Youngjae for me.”

The boy was slightly taken aback, then smiling “I’ll be sure. You can count on me.”

She watched Daehyun, sighing in relief “They’re really grown…”

~000~

“…then spare both sides, let go of the brackets and calculate on calculator, the final result appear. About the conclusion. Yah Jung Daehyun!”

 “Mm…”

“Are you hearing me??” Youngjae fidgeted on Daehyun’s lap. Because of some reason, they were currently in Youngjae’s bed, books and papers were scattered carelessly on the bed with some pens, Daehyun was back-hugging Youngjae, his forehead was resting on the younger’s shoulder and his back was leaning against the wall. Youngjae was trying to explain Math to him but the younger’s soft scent had led him to cloud 9. Nuzzled his nose deeper into the pale neck, Daehyun inhaled the green tea scent of shower gel and let it lull him into the dreamland. Youngjae grabbed a book and hit the head made him hiss.

“Yah, attention here!”

“You think I could?” he pouted.

“So let’s separate, I have to stuff this things into for head today.” He tried to stand but a sudden force made him fall back into the mattress, his two wrists were blocked as a hot breathe tickled his skin.

“Let’s take a break.” Daehyun whispered.

“But-”

A pair of plump lips stopped him. Daehyun traveled from his lips to his jaw line before trailing up and blowing a hot air into his ear, gently nipped on the dedicated earlobe. Youngjae’s shiver made him chuckle in satisfaction.

“A little break won’t hurt,” His right hand went upward, moving along the thin layer of shirt, caressing the chubby revealed stomach. He stared at the eyes beneath, full of nervousness but expectation. Daehyun softly bit on his bottom lip and , which made Youngjae whimpered slightly. The older’s hand continued back to its undone exploration, pulled the thin fabric up the beneath boy’s upper body. The kiss heated up, Youngjae’s hand tangled up the brown locks, and-

“Youngjae hyung, umma-”

A loud ‘thud’ was made and Daehyun was kicked backward by a foot before landing on a pillow. Junhong stood dumbfounded watching his brother hurriedly straightened up, pulled down his shirt and awkward cleared his throat, Daehyun curled up like a ball, back facing the door. Youngjae noticed a plate of cookie on Junhong’s hand and stood up, took the plate and laughed dryly, inwardly cursed the certain pabo whining on the bed.

“It’s okay hyung.” Junhong talked in a low tone. “Did I interrupt something?”

Youngjae’s face reddened “No-Nothing! I’m sorry! It’s-”

“Told you it’s okay” the boy smiled “I’m glad for you, time beside the person you love must be wonderful…”

Youngjae noticed the sad expression on Junhong. The younger boy corrected himself “Ah, what I’m talking now… Hyungs just go on! Fighting!” then he quickly made his way out. Youngjae closed the door, placing the cookie on the bedside table, pushing Daehyun who was lying motionless in bed.

“Yah, I didn’t kick that hard.”

Daehyun whinning “You did…”

“No way.”

“…”

“Hey. I have a plate of cookie here.”

The older boy straightened up in an unbelievable speed, his face brightened up right the moment he looked at the inviting dish. Youngjae smiled, feeding him cookie, at the same time thinking about Junhong. Even though sometimes the kid got on his skin, Junhong was always his  beloved brother, and brothers supported each other no matter what. He must do something.

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