Rejection
Beast's life (drabble series)Word: Rejection
Focused on: Kikwang, Dujun, Dongwoon
Length: 992 words
Kikwang turned a page of his magazine, spread on the couch with a comfortable pillow. The afternoon was calm in the dorm, and he took advantage of it by reading the few interviews he had missed and wanted to know. The other members were spending their time as they wanted to, since it was a day-off for everyone. Kikwang sighed of satisfaction, stretched a bit and wondered if he had the courage to stand up and search a drink in the fridge.
He was still fidgeting – after all he had a really good position on the couch – when he heard a door of one of the rooms opening. Dujun entered the living-room, and only seeing Kikwang, he asked:
“Did you see Dongwoon?”
Kikwang tried to remember when he last saw Dongwoon and if the maknae had told him something about his plans for the afternoon.
“I think he went out. He told me he was going to an apointment? Maybe with his friends. I didn't ask, he left really quickly.”
“Ah...”
“Did you want to tell him something?”
Dujun eyed him, as if he was unsure of what to reply, and then shook his head no.
“It's nothing, really.”
“Well, alright?” Kikwang said, clueless in front of Dujun's behaviour.
The leader sat on an armchair, turned the television on, but after five minutes watching it, always changing the channel, he sighed of what seemed like frustration, and dropped the remote control.
“I'm going out,” he said.
Kikwang only nodded and continued to read his magazine.
When he heard the entrance door opening, he had already displayed fresh sodas on the coffee table and had switched his mag for a manhwa.
“Welcome back Dujun– Ah, Dongwoonie!” he exclaimed.
The maknae greeted him with a smile.
“Dujun was looking for you – well, it's been an hour or two? And– wait Woonie, what did you do with your hair?”
Dongwoon had a surprised face when he heard Dujun's name, but his eyes who hid from Kikwang's then looked up. He embarrassingly passed his hand on his hair – his freshly cut hair, styled with a bit of gel.
“I went to the hairdresser. I told you I would when I left the dorm, remember?”
“Ah, I remember now but– I just thought you would make a new color, not cuting almost everything!”
“Hyung, don't look so shocked,” Dongwoon chuckled, “it seems like it doesn't suit me with your reaction.”
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