Hurry, Hurry Boy, I Want You

When walking out from his bedroom, Kim Sunggyu clearly not anticipated the scene in front of him, Nam Woohyun stood by the door, hand raised up ready to knock.

“Oh!” Woohyun let out a small surprised yelp. But that boy went over his shock pretty quick, and on the next second already dropped on his knee.

Once again Sunggyu’s eyes grew wide as the younger boy who kneeled in front of him handed out a flower, which previously hid behind his back.

“Wha…”

“Ah, wait,” Woohyun cut him, rummaged over his pocket with his free hand and fished out a silver ring in a small red velvet box.

No need to be a genius to know what Woohyun did. A proposal.

“Here we go, another joke,” Sunggyu muttered under his breath. It was too out of the blue, and except for the flower and the ring it was not romantic at all. They were in the middle of the corridor in their dorm, and he could hear the faint hip-hop music blasting from Hoya’s room, and the sound of Sungyeol and Myungsoo bickering about who know what seeped out from the living room.

And it was Woohyun, so it must be just a joke.

“Ah, hurry, Hyung. How long are you going to let me kneel? I’m going to get cramp here,” Woohyun’s whine drove Sunggyu’s attention back to the still knee-bended boy.

“Aish, this hyung…” Because Sunggyu still hadn’t done anything and only stood there, staring with his stoic face, Woohyun gave up and stood up right away. “Will it be also like this?” he mumbled, tilting his head, looked somehow stupid yet disappointed.

“What?”

“The reaction. Will my fans also be as stunned as you, and instead of receiving my flower and my ring, will they just stand and stare? Aish, what should I do if the girl I choose really freezes? Should I just shove the flower to her? Or should I wait until she finally overcomes her shock? But, how if she takes too long, I need to continue my song.”

“Song? What is it actually, Nam Woohyun?” Sunggyu cut Woohyun’s long rumble. He didn’t understand any of his words.

“Ah, I’m practicing, Hyung. You know, in our incoming world tour, for the solo stage I’m going to sing my own composed song, Beautiful. I’m going to do a little proposal to one fan in the middle of the song, because that will be my concept, proposing to my girlfriend. Nice concept, eh?”

“So you are just practicing your proposal scene on me?”

“Yup! You didn’t think that I am really doing a proposal to you, aren’t you, Hyung?”

“O-of course not, I know there must be a reason behind it, ha-ha-ha,” Sunggyu forced a laugh.

See, just a joke.

Sunggyu swore that for a second Woohyun’s eyes twinkled with something he couldn’t tell, but maybe it was just his mind playing a trick. Sunggyu shrugged and walked away, leaving the boy who still had a bouquet and a ring in his hand. That was the Nam Woohyun he knew, always playing with him like that.

His chest somehow felt a bit heavy and he didn’t know the reason.

Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Baby

If Woohyun was asked which part of having a concert he liked the most, he would answer everything. From the planning, the practice, the preparation, the concert itself, until the after party, he enjoyed them all. But it was before their first world tour.

Now his most favorite part was when Sunggyu kissed him good luck.

It first happened in the backstage of One Great Step in Seoul, the first stage of their world tour series, a few minutes before the concert started. They were not alone, but everyone was busy with their own whatever tasks, and Sunggyu and him were in a quite secluded area and it was pretty dark behind the stage. So when Sunggyu grabbed him by his elbow, turned him and landed a quick peck on his cheek, no one noticed.

And his heart stopped, only to race on the next second.

Woohyun stared wide eyes at his leader in disbelieve. But it was dark, kind of hard to see his expression.

Sunggyu made two slow nods, lips tight and all his gestures screamed self-satisfaction. “Good luck,” he patted Woohyun’s shoulder before turned away.

Woohyun saw the older went to the other members and patted their shoulders, wishing good luck, but no one got a good luck kiss like he had.

Sure Sunggyu and Woohyun were close with each other, they did some skinship, holding hand, hugging, even when there were no camera around, but never this far. And they were never Sunggyu to initiate. “What’s this, is he playing with me because he thought I play proposing at him few days ago? Or is he finally…” Woohyun wondered to himself, his hand idly on his burned left cheek and his heart still beating like crazy. The first concert reserved like a blur in his memory.

Woohyun wanted to confront Sunggyu right after the concert ended, but found it difficult to find a time when there was only two of them. The next dayswere the same, no matter how hard he tried, and Sunggyu was apparently also avoiding him by coming up with clearly made-up excuses.

When finally Woohyun succeeded in cornering him, Sunggyu denied it. “Did I? I just patted your shoulder like I did to the others.”

Which was bull.

They had had four stages. Sunggyu had kissed him four times.

They never discussed the kisses anymore, but if Kim Sunggyu wanted to play, Nam Woohyun decided he would be in the game as well.

Stages by stages he waited for a perfect opportunity, and it came to him in ten minutes before the Bangkok concert. Just like usual they were backstage, secluded, and Sunggyu leaned over to land his routine good luck kiss. But this time Woohyun didn’t wait and stood still, he turned his head just in time.

Sunggyu’s lips landed on his own.

Woohyun always knew that Sunggyu had soft lips, by pecks on his cheeks, by brushes on his ears when the leader whispered something, and once theirs accidently met in a stupid paper kiss incident, but the contact was never this direct and fully like this time. And it tasted like heaven.

Sunggyu’s sharp intake of breath was audible and the flustered leader stammered out some unintelligible words before he gave up and zoomed out without patting his shoulder first. Or anyone shoulders, actually.

“That’s what you get for playing with me, Hyung,” Woohyun smirked and his lips.

OGS in Thailand always be the most memorable for him. The only thing he regretted was Sunggyu never kissed him good luck again for the rest of their world tour.

Hush, Hush, Hush, Baby

“Woohyun, breathe!”

“….”

“Please, I need you to keep breathing.”

“H-hhh…”

“Don’t think and stop worrying. Just listen to me, stay with me, please. You are okay, you will be okay, and you know that…”

“Hhh…‘kay.”

-

It was so sudden, and no one saw it coming, but suddenly Woohyun hyperventilated minutes before their concert started. He was fine before, fidgeting in his seat but everyone thought it was just the usual before-concert nervousness. But suddenly his breaths shortened and he fell into a panic attack.

Their manager dismissed everyone, giving room to breathe for Woohyun, except Sunggyu. He couldn’t leave, he needed to stay, not because he was their leader but because he knew Woohyun needed him. He was so scared, but he couldn’t let himself get panicked too. He led Woohyun to control his breath, to calm his mind.

Little by little Woohyun’s pale face colored again.

“Hyung, I think he is calmer now, you can leave, I’ll talk to him for a moment,” Sunggyu told his manager who previously stayed with him to help steadying Woohyun.

“Are you okay now?” asked Sunggyu to Woohyun after there were only the two of them in the dressing room.

Woohyun nodded weakly.

“What happened?”

“I…” Woohyun’s voice croaked. “I don’t know. I just… suddenly feeling scared, afraid if I’m not doing well.” He started to sob again.

Sunggyu reached out to put his palms on Woohyun’s cheeks, and the younger immediately leaned to him. “Hush, there, it’s okay… You are always doing well. It’s okay, it’s just the same stages, we’ve done it many times already,” Sunggyu reassured him.

“But it was because I always had a good luck kisses before. They made me calm.”

Sunggyu widened his eyes. The kisses. He stopped giving them to Woohyun after that one kiss. He was still not sure why did he started giving them in the first place; maybe he did it just for fun. Woohyun always played with him, doing things that made him flustered and flipped his stomach. So he wanted to have a get back, and the flush in Woohyun’s face after he kissed him was worth it. He kind of liked it, enjoyed making Woohyun embarrassed. Woohyun was always good with his words, but Sunggyu’s kiss made him speechless, and Sunggyu kinda liked it. Kinda. Maybe that was why he continued doing it.

But one day, an accident happened or had Woohyun done it purposely? Sunggyu didn’t know. He didn’t want to talk about it, because all this time he denied the kisses. He just stopped giving Woohyun kisses right after, because instead of making Woohyun flustered, it was him who was thrown out of balance. Maybe he would never win this game with Woohyun.

“Can I now get a hug instead?”

Woohyun’s request brought Sunggyu back to the reality. Before his brain registered, his hand already pulled the younger into his embrace. He could feel Woohyun immediately relaxed in his hold.

“Hyung, you smell good. What is it, new perfume, soap?” Woohyun sighed, tightened his hold around Sunggyu’s waist.

Sunggyu chuckled, did Woohyun had just sniff at him? Cute. “Body lotion.”

“You smell so good, I want to eat you,” Woohyun snuggled even closer.

Sunggyu yelped when he felt a hand on his bum. “Yah! Stop, Nam Woohyun, hands off!”

See, this boyis  already playing with me again…

A Little Closer, Hold Me Tight

Jet lag and too much napping here and there made Woohyun unable to sleep when he supposed to. He decided that he wouldn’t get his sleep after minutes lying in his bed doing nothing, Woohyun gave up and grabbed his notebook after turning his light on. Maybe he could write some lines for new lyrics or at least it would make his brain tired and finally he could get his sleep.

“You should sleep.”

Woohyun didn’t know how long he’d been sitting on his bed when suddenly his door creaked open, without some knocks first, of course. Sunggyu revealed himself from behind.

“You should, too, Hyung.”

“Can’t sleep, was fetching some water from the kitchen when realize there was light from the gap under your door.“ Sunggyu invited himself entering the room and squished his body beside Woohyun, slipping his feet under the duvet. “Ah, it’s warm.”

“Me too, I can’t sleep too.”

“What are you doing?” Sunggyu tried taking a peek at Woohyun’s book.

But Woohyun was faster and he threw the book to the other side of the room. He knew Sunggyu wouldn’t go after it; his hyung was just too lazy. “Nothing. Not important,”

Sunggyu scoffed and rolled his eyes. “If it’s really not important you don’t have to throw it, silly.” But he made no attempt to go for it just like Woohyun predicted and started prattle on about the oncoming destination for their world tour. The notebook lie forgotten in the corner.

“I heard it was very pretty at night.”

“Eung… what?” Woohyun flabbergasted when he felt a jab on his rib.

“You didn’t listen to me, did you? I was talking about Paris, about Eiffel Tower,” Sunggyu whined.

“Oh, ah, I listened to you, Hyung.” Lied, he was not listening to Sunggyu, he heard Sunggyu’s melodious voice but he was watching that pretty lips moved when Sunggyu talked animatedly. He only tasted them once, and he missed them on his. “So, what about the tower?”

“We definitely must to go there the night after the concert.”

“Eung, we must,” Woohyun answered absentmindedly.

“You are already sleepy, aren’t you?” Sunggyu suddenly change the topic.

“Eh, what?”

“I was the only one talking here, you didn’t listen to me, and when you finally open your mouth it was only for a short answer, usually you always chattered nonstop. You are already sleepy, right?”

“Well, maybe, yeah, hahha…” said Woohyun, while his mind screamed, “How am I supposed to concentrate on our conversation when your lips are so fascinating and you smell so good?”

“Uh, alright, let’s sleep then,” Sunggyu sat up.

But before he had climbed out of the bed, Woohyun snatched his wrist. “Where are you going, Hyung?”

“Uh, to my room?”

“Just sleep here, stay with me.”

Woohyun almost could see the gear in Sunggyu’s head whirled before he finally lay down again. “Well, I suppose I’m too lazy to go back to my room actually.”

Woohyun grinned, well, whatever your reason, Kim Sunggyu. “Come here, Hyung,” he circled his arm around Sunggyu’s middle. Sunggyu whined and made a fuss about Woohyun was too close and it made him hard to breath but eventually let himself became Woohyun’s living bolster. Woohyun hid his satisfied smile in the crook of Sunggyu’s neck, breathing his favorite scent. “Hyung, you are warm.”

A moment later, when Woohyun was already half in the dreamland, he felt Sunggyu’s arm hold him closer and he heard Sunggyu muttered softly under his breath. “Why are you always playing with me, Woohyun-ah…”

But, Hyung, I never…

Give It to Me, Come to Me

Sunggyu once heard there was this thing called post-concert depression syndrome, the feeling of depression after going to a concert, a depression over the fact that your life purpose is now fulfilled after seeing your favorite band. Somehow he felt he could relate to this condition, of course not that he had just gone to a concert, but because he had just done the concert.

“It’s ended, our world tour,” he sighed.

“Yeah, and I’m so happy, Hyung,” Woohyun really looked like he was happy, dancing around the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

They wrapped up their world tour in success andhad refilled their energy after flight back from Dubai a week ago, their CEO promised them days off next week, he should be happy, right? “Me too.”

“Really? But you looked exactly like the opposite of happy,” Woohyun commented when Sunggyu put his head on the kitchen table.

“I’m happy,” Sunggyu repeated.

When Woohyun looked like he didn’t believe him, Sunggyu sighed and continued. This boy wouldn’t just let him off. “But I feel like half of my heart empty now. My life goal is already achieved, I was so happy for a day or two, but currently I feel anticlimaxed, feel like my purpose of life is now vanished.

“There’s still an encore stage,” Woohyun now abandoned his stove and took a seat beside Sunggyu, mimicking him by putting his head on the table so now they faced each other.

Woohyun looked like a puppy, Sunggyu decided.

“I know.”

“And also there’s still another comeback after, we’ll work to be on the top of the charts again.”

“Hmm…” Sunggyu hummed, still not livened up.

“We can have another world tour again, maybe next year.”

“…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, the first always will be the most exciting,” Woohyun sighed, finally giving up and rising up from his seat.

“Yah! Where are you going? Don’t let me wail alone here, you're supposed to accompany and console me,” Sunggyu whined when Woohyun stepped out from the kitchen.

“Wait a minute, I’ll give you a new life purpose. But I need to pick it up from my room first,” Woohyun shouted back from the hallway.

“If it’s another stupid prank I’ll break your neck,” Sunggyu huffed though he knew Woohyun was already out of the hearing range.

And apparently it was another joke, indeed, when Woohyun came back with a ring in his hand, Sunggyu barely recognized it as the same ring Woohyun offered him months ago.

“Ah, what’s this, you don’t have to practice to me again, you’ve done it over and over again in the concert. You’ve mastered it,” Sunggyu complained.

“Yes, I’ve practiced my proposal twenty-six times, I’ve mastered it like you say, Hyung. That’s why I’m confident in doing the real one now. I don’t have a flower bouquet though, only this ring. Hyung, will you let me be the purpose of your life?” Woohyun put the ring in front of Sunggyu.

“Woohyun-ah, I don’t want to play right now, I’m really not in the mood. Actually, just stop playing with me,” Sunggyu sighed. “Ah this boy and his prank, he really thinks it will liven me up?”

“But Hyung, I was never playing with you.”

Sunggyu scoffed, “What are you saying. You always tease me, make fun of me, and you even play propose to to me.”

“I’m sorry if I make you feel like you’ve been played by me, Hyung, but all this time I did it because I wanted to grab your attention, wanted you to notice me, and I like it when your face is flushed, you are so pretty. And for my proposal last time, I’m sorry, Hyung, but I was so groggy and I was afraid you’d hate me, so I just said anything that came to my mind and messed up everything. Hyung, I always like, no, I always loved you.” There was no trace of smile in Woohyun’s face, only seriousness.

“B-but, you… you a-always…” Sunggyu stumbled over his words, but Woohyun already cut him off before he could make a full sentence.

It was short and ended even before Sunggyu could put his mind on it. But it was nice, and soft, and nice, and sweet, and breathtaking, and, oh, had he mentioned nice?

Sunggyu touched his lips, and his face blushed at the new realization. “Woohyun has just kissed me! Oh My God, and he said he never played joke on me. A-and he loves me.” Somehow everything made sense in Sunggyu’s mind now.

“Hyung,” Woohyun’s voice grabbed Sunggyu’s attention again. “I’ll ask you once again, will you let me be the purpose of your life?”

“Y-yes…” Sunggyu breathed out, mind still clouded with the kiss. And Woohyun gave him no mercy by kissing him another time. Sunggyu felt his heart burst with happiness.

-

The forgotten ring was finally picked after long kisses and Sunggyu brought it closer to his eyes, inspecting. “I’ll share the same ring with another twenty-six girls, don’t wanna,” he threw the ring back to Woohyun’s hand.

“It’s not the same, they are different,” Woohyun pouted.

“Oh, you bought dozens of rings with different designs? Must be really troublesome and expensive,” Sunggyu hummed.

“Aish, that’s not what I mean, yours is different to the rings I gave in the concert.”

“How so?”

“Yours is real. It’s, uh, it’s a lot more expensive.”

Sunggyu gasped, the word expensive rang in his brain. “Really? Give it to me, then!” He snatched back the ring again and quickly put it in his ring finger. “Whoa, look, it’s so pretty,” Sunggyu couldn’t stop admiring the ring in his finger, moving his hand here and there, trying to look it from different light angle.

“Hyung, hyung, can you stop paying attention to the ring, I’m here, Hyung, your purpose of life is here…” Woohyun whined and tugged at Sunggyu’s wrist, only to be ignored.

Kekeke, let me play with you for a little more, Woohyunnie…

Ah Ha