"Jello..." He was using his nickname. Why in the world was he using his nickname now? His heart began to beat faster, and he had to let out a shaky gasp to compose himself a bit. "Calm-" and then Zelo began to struggle violently, flailing his other arm, trying desperately to get free from the sweet torturous grasp. Yongguk's eyes hardened, "Calm down."

    But Zelo began to fight back even more, and without any regard of thought, only primal instincts intact where his logic fell apart and crumbled; his left hand formed a fist and it flew through the air, until it met soft skin with a loud 'smack'. Zelo's eyes widened, horrified as he met the surprised gaze of his hyung. The grip loosened significantly. 

    "Sorry! T-that wasn't s-supposed to happen! I-I ah-"  

    Not knowing what to do Zelo ripped himself out of the loose grasp and stumbled backwards, disorientated without the others touch. Yongguk took a hesitant step forward, hand outstretched. He took a step backwards.

  "It's ok, Junhong." The soft, soothing voice claimed.  

   It wasn't alright.

   Rejection. It's not what he planned. Not what he wanted. Ever.