On a Normal Day

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Just a jealous Vernon... and Seungkwan.

Foreword

On a Normal Day

Hansol has been silent for a while now. He was quietly planning to murder someone from his group, someone specifically named Kim Mingyu. Apparently the other guy found it fascinating to meddle in the relationship of others, and that was the most annoying characteristic of the overgrown puppy that all other members agree on, which is being the self-proclaimed third party of any couple in the group. Not that he has no partner in the band (well that is Chan’s part) but even Wonwoo would not tolerate the giant’s moods. Mingyu would latch himself to anyone and be lovey-dovey especially in public, and have Carats shriek and shout excitedly. Not that the members hate their fans happy, but Gyu would most likely give false hopes save for the Meanie ship (poor Gyu as Wonwoo does not like being mushy and sweet around other people, but he was clingy at their room *winkwink). Other couples find ways to take revenge on Gyu though. If Mingyu attempts to hold or touch Uji in front of the Carats, Hoshi would have him do stretching more times than the other members would during practice. Or Hoshi would flirt with Wonwoo himself, and that drives Mingyu more insane. Other times Uji would kick Gyu himself or chase him with the guitar and try to hit the latter. The two were the worst to be messed with. Sometimes Mingyu would bother the Chinese line too, since he finds Jun pretty innocent and likes cute stuff and the overgrown puppy would try to corrupt Jun’s innocence, that is, until Minghao would come after him with the nunchucks or broom or whatever chinese self-defense tool that The8 brings from China, (other times he would face Mingyu barehanded and that’s when Mingyu would run the fastest) and stop the six-footer from whatever mission he’d attempt on the innocent soul. Also other times when Mingyu is most bored he would stick to either Joshua, and if DK is triggered then he’d ask help from other members (specifically from Howoo, or from The8), and if Mingyu tries to steal DK Joshua would try to seek help from his fellow 95 liners. And that would probably be the worst for him too. If Joshua is near the eldest couple in Seventeen, the leader would bully Mingyu into doing all the chores in the dorm (cook, wash the dishes, do the laundry, clean the rooms) because Jeonghan would be overly fond of his ‘bestfriend’ Joshuji and neglect his lover. Seungcheol could also tackle the giant down since he can wrestle and do some self-defense martial arts too.

But whenever Mingyu steals Seungkwan away from Hansol, the half-Caucasian could not do anything. Mingyu is older than the two, and the older would always pull the seniority card to do as he pleases. Hansol would be seething in anger in a corner and no one would bother to even look at him, like now. It also didn’t help that Seungkwan is with the other members of the gag trio up front to set the mood for the live that they are doing. Hansol tried desperately to smile to the flashing camera up front and not look at Seungkwan’s lower back, where Mingyu’s right hand now rests. The youngest rapper feels Seungkwan is doing nothing in purpose, as a protest for earlier (the younger refused to accompany Kwan in buying ice cream). Hansol also knows that everyone can see Gyu’s hands dangerously low, and even some carats who pay attention to the three (Gyu, Seungkwan, and Hansol) could feel his mood. Hansol sighed, and looked around the room. The8 flashed him a small knowing smile but the younger only looked down on the phone on his hand and read some comments.

“Noniee~,” Hansol’s eyes went up to search who was calling him and he found Jeonghan whispering to his right ear.

“We’re ending the live, say something to our fans. You can plot his murder later.” Jeonghan mused.

“Ah, right.” Hansol cleared his throat. “Carats, thanks so for giving us your precious time and love today. Please continue to support us in the future as well, and take care of yourselves. Please don’t get sick. We love you!”

The camera was then focused onto another member and Hansol sighed. He did his part. His eyes darted to Seungkwan immediately, and he swore he saw Seungkwan’s eyes glint with jealousy. Well, two can play this game, he thought. Seungkwan was not easily jealous of the other members flocking around the youngest two, since all of them mostly adored Hansol and Chan as the young ‘uns. Since Jeonghan is adored by all Sebongs and basically consider him as the princess, Seungkwan is almost always jealous when the ‘Cheonsa’ mingles with Hansol (Hansol though whipped for the other 98 liner is not immune to this infection in the group). He leaned to the feminine member and whispered a small ‘thank you’. Jeonghan knew of his antic to spur foul mood towards the other 98 liner, and pinched his side. Hansol let out a small grunt in surprise and everyone turned to him as soon as the live was ended.

That most likely made it to the vlive, Hansol thought. Seungkwan raised his right brow and looked at the pretty brat and the other 98 liner.

“What was that Hansolie?” Mingyu asked the younger rapper but did not bother to remove his hand from the youngest vocal.

“Uhh, nothing…” Hansol muttered and produced his earphones from his right pocket and plugged one into his ear. Jeonghan slapped his and whispered ‘to fix it’ while being pulled by a possessive Coups who watched their mini performance. The ‘Cheonsa’ even had the nerve to wink even though they all know he’d be devoured later by his love-sick man. The staff exchanged knowing smiles after the two went to the car first, and fixed whatever mess they had. Other members followed the two, until it was just Hansolie who was fixing his backpack, and Seungkwan and Mingyu, who was talking to their CEO in a corner. Seungkwan bit his lip and stole glances at his lover, who did not even bother to fix his tousled hair before putting his beanie on.

“Okay, Mingyu and Seungkwan, I know it might be hard on you but could you stick with each other more than before? We’re testing a new ship in your team and see if it works for your fans,” the CEO said.

Mingyu nodded and wrapped his hand around Seungkwan’s back tighter than before. Seungkwan puckered and played his lips, which Hansol knows signifies that the vocal either liked it or had something to say. Seeing Kwan’s face helped him conclude it was the first.

Great, Hansol thought. Now it’s what the CEO wants and I’ve really got nothing I can do this time. Hansol went outside before the CEO finished talking to the two and went to the car. He squeezed himself beside the two Chinese members who were talking sweetly in Chinese. Not that Hansol understands, but their tone implied it.

“Ugh, I hate this day.” Hansol whispered to his window and upped the volume of the playing song. He leaned his head to the seat and he felt someone massage his head. He smiled then, knowing it’s the Sebong Mom.

“You’re really having a bad day, Hansol.” Jeonghan muttered sweetly. Seungcheol was asleep beside the Cheonsa, with his head leaning on his lover.

“Ah, really really. I don’t know if I’ll survive any longer.” He answered. He then spotted Wonwoo playing an online battle game and called him out.

“Please collect your man and tie him already.” Hansol whined. Everyone laughed and thought the same. Mingyu was only doing all of this so Wonwoo would pay him attention. The two had a cat-dog relationship, and they fought more often than they could make up. This explains their on-off relationship for years, even before debut. Wonwoo shrugged and continued playing.

Not long after, Mingyu and Seungkwan went inside their van laughing. The others stayed quiet. Since most are tired, they did not even greet the two. Seungkwan searched for seats and found the only available seat was beside Mingyu who was beside Chan. In Seungkwan’s search though, he saw the Sebong’s mom massaging Hansol’s head, an act that only Seungkwan does to Hansol. He sat quietly next to Mingyu and continued chatting as if unfazed.

Hansol was asleep when his lover entered the car and was only woken up when they arrived at their dorm. He went straight to his room and got rid of his clothes and wrapped a towel on himself. As he was doing so, Seungkwan barged into his room and gave him deadly glares.

“Who gave you the right to allow Jeonghan to massage you like that? Who gave you the right to allow him to kiss your neck and give you a hickey? If you are that and desperate you can just call me since I am your lover! Not Minghao, not Jeonghan! Me!” Seungkwan was throwing things at him and shouting, and boy he can shout.

“Hey, Hey!” Hansol protested. “It’s not like I allow Gyu to touch my back for an entire hour! And even lifted me during our stage! And what hickey are you talking about? Jeonghan only massaged my head.”

Seungkwan lunged onto the rapper and his hand went up Hansol’s neck, touching something.

“Then explain this! Who gave you this?” The vocal screeched. Hansol hurried to the mirror and looked at his neck’s reflection.

“This is from the costume earlier,” the rapper explained hotheadedly, “Apparently I developed rash and since you were too busy accommodating Gyu, Jeonghan applied ointment on my neck.”

“Oh, really. Jeonghan did.” Seungkwan let out a mocking laugh. “Well, have Jeonghan as your lover then.” Seungkwan won’t budge down. And he thinks I’m in the wrong!

Hansol huffed in annoyance. “I’m taking a shower. This conversation is going nowhere. And to think I was the one cheating.” He gave emphasis into the last word he said before leaving the dumbfounded vocal in the room they shared with the youngest.

He walked into the receiving room, where other members are lounging and are all creepily quiet. Maybe they heard our squabble, Hansol thought. His pace quickened and he went inside the common bath and unwrapped the towel. He was in no mood to set the water temperature so he went under the cold water immediately to clear his mind.

“Ugh, foolish, dumb Seungkwan.” He whispered. As much as he loved the boy, he was frustrated with how the older treated him. He can’t even get jealous because the older of the two would laugh at him and tell him he shouldn’t be threatened. He silently shed tears invisible under the spray and wished he could make up with Seungkwan immediately, tell the vocal of his thoughts and be in their little own world again. I don’t care if he finds me funny when I get jealous. I want him.

Just then, Hansol heard a faint knock of the bathroom door and Hansol peeked behind the shower curtain to see who entered. Seungkwan closed the door as quietly as he had opened it while Hansol resumed showering. He could see Seungkwan leaning on the bathroom sink and the latter has his head down. Hansol finished his bath and draped his towel over his waist. He then opened the shower curtain to see the vocal in Hansol’s own sweater and the vocal’s pyjamas under. Hansol waited for Kwan’s words at the moment, and they just stood there for a few minutes without Seungkwan raising his head or even letting out a single syllable.

“Kwan?” Hansol asked the other and crossed his arm.

Seungkwan raised his head and seeing the rapper without a shirt on made him bow his head again and his ears turned red.

Hansol was getting cold and he was starting to get pissed at his lover for staying quiet out of all times. He clicked his tongue and was about to move when he heard the other mumble.

“-rry.”

“Pardon?” Hansol stepped towards the vocal. There were only a few inches of space between them, but none of them cared.

“Sorry,” Kwan repeated. “Sorry for snapping earlier. I know I was in the wrong, but you know I hate it the most when it’s Jeonghan.”

Seungkwan has always been insecure of Jeonghan. The second oldest among the members entered the group late but was still able to debut with them, and he was jealous of how the fans adored Jeonghan more than him. Not that he was blaming anyone. He was always guilty for feeling this way, since he knew Jeonghan did not do anything bad and even loved the members well. The long-haired beauty was the shoulder that everyone leaned on during their hardest times. He was their ear as well, and he provided good advices that got them through the day. Seungkwan could tolerate the others fawning over their ‘angel’ member, but he would hate the youngest rapper if he were to do so, and they’d even have a fight over it. Seungkwan always wanted the rapper to himself. Even if there were fewer Seungkwan stans and he was not that popular as the others, he would be most satisfied if Vernonie is by his side.

Seungkwan let out a small snob.

“It’s just you know, nobody would pay attention to me if I was alone,” he sniffed and Hansol immediately regretted being mad at Seungkwan. His heart melted at the sight before him and without him thinking he wrapped his arms around the other boy.

“Sorry,” the vocal sniffed again. “I’m getting all sappy. You know Mingyu, he’s always like that. And I did not intend it, the CEO wanted us to be touchy with each other, starting today. He told us before the broadcast started. I forgot to tell you.”

“It’s okay,” Hansol lifted the other’s chin and wiped the other’s tears. Seungkwan averted his gaze from the rapper, and Hansol raised his brows in question.

“Kwannie?”

“You’re .” The vocal pointed out, with his entire face now bright pink. “You should go change first. Let’s talk a bit more after you get dressed.”

Hansol grinned and had the other face him.

“Now, now. It’s not like this is the first time. You’ve seen a lot more than this.” Hansol teased.

The vocal started to protest but Vernon had already pulled him out of the bath and into their room. They passed the others still in the living room and Seungkwan blushed even more as he saw the others raise their eyebrows and smile at them.

“No, no it’s not what you think—“Seungkwan wanted to explain more but Vernon is still pulling him into their room.

“It’s exactly what you think.” Hansol remarked and the other members hooted.

“No! Really!”

“It’s okay, Kwannie we know already just keep your voices low okay?”

“Others might get jealous and do it too!”

“What?”

“What!”

Seungkwan couldn’t hear the others anymore as Hansol closed the door. Even though Chan is supposedly rooming with the two of them, the youngest stays with the ’96 line instead. The youngest gets cuddles from both Hoshi and Uji, who takes turns sharing bunks with Chan. Seungkwan sat on his bunk while Hansol went to get clothes. He picked a yellow sweater and wore only his boxers. Hansol removed the towel from his waist and threw it to Seungkwan teasingly, who was facing the wall as he was dressing up. Seungkwan let out a small groan of protest as he removed the towel from his face, but as soon as he did he was greeted with the rapper’s lips on his. The rapper had his sweater on his shoulder and he did not wear it yet to tease his lover.

“Seungkwan, I love you. I love you yesterday, today, and tomorrow, and for more tomorrows to come. Remember that, okay? We’ll get ice cream together next time.”

Hansol kissed Seungkwan’s forehead, cheeks, and nose, and then the other’s neck. He pressed his lips there for a second, and as he felt the other’s heat he had the urge to run his tongue to the skin. He did, and soon he was rewarded with a soft mewl. Heat then went down his body, and he knew things would go downhill if he would not stop. He kissed the vocal’s mouth again and softly run his tongue on the parted lips.

“So don’t you try that again, hm?” Seungkwan only nodded. “And don’t get too friendly with others! Especially with other groups. I have enough worry on ours alone.”

“Oho,” Seungkwan half groaned, half teased. “Someone’s really jealous? But it’s good to have friends outside you know? Like Moonbin—“

Seungkwan didn’t get to finish his sentence because Hansol has dipped his lips into Seungkwan’s neck again.

“Moonbin—ah” Seungkwan mewled again. “Hansol, wait...”

“You were saying?”

“M-Moonbin is from Jeju too!” Seungkwan replied in a blabbering mess. “We live in the same neighborhood, and we ask our mothers to see each other for updates…”

“Ah,” Hansol rolled his eyes and went to Seungkwan’s neck again, this time near the nape. He bit lightly and again, and made sure Seungkwan would have something purple there later. Hansol moved Seungkwan from his side onto his lap and the latter has his back facing him. Seungkwan’s hands went up to Vernon’s nape unconsciously.

“Haha, I’m leaving you a mark.” Hansol whispered, still kissing Seungkwan’s nape.

“Someone might see that,” Seungkwan protested weakly. “Hansol…”

“Hm?” the latter replied, still showering him with kisses.

“Ah, stop it,” Seungkwan swatted Hansol’s arms which were on his chest.

“Seriously, you’re covered Boo.” Hansol whispered.

Seungkwan gulped. How the hell can Hansol be y while whispering? Seungkwan snapped out of his thoughts, wiggled on top of Hansol and tried to pry the other’s arms off him.

“Ah, stop it… We have a comeback coming soon and we have to practice again tomorrow,” Seungkwan explained half-heartedly, glancing on the digital clock on the bedside table. “I mean later. It’s about 5 hours from now. We should get some sleep.”

Hansol nodded and lied down on his back, letting Seungkwan leave his lap. He then covered his eyes with his arm, and groaned in disappointment. Seungkwan removed Hansol’s sweater from the bed, and stood up to turn the light off. As he did, Hansol spread out the blanket and laid on his side, inviting Seungkwan under the covers. Seungkwan accepted the offer and went under the blanket, with Hansol spooning him.

“Ah, I thought I’m getting laid tonight.” Hansol whispered, tightening his arms around the older.

Seungkwan laughed a bit, snuggling back into the younger’s body behind him. Maybe tomorrow, Seungkwan thought, before being lulled into sleep by the other’s soft breaths and disappearing into dreams of his own.

 

#1-19-18

Amorpheia
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