Grabbing Himchan and Jongup, Youngjae, headed straight for the back of the van.  Better safe than sorry.  He’d rather keep Yongguk and Daehyun within his line of sight.  And that’s how maknae sat up front (which is weird, because maknaes usually sit at the back?).

“You’re lucky, Himchan-hyung, Jonguppie.  You don’t have to deal with crazy people all the time,” muttered Youngjae.

“You’re not even that attractive…yet somehow…” Himchan cackled.  “I still don’t get it…”

Sniffle.

“That’s really mean, you know that right, HImchan-hyung,” murmured Junhong.  “You’re going to make Daehyunnie-hyung and Yonggukkie-hyung cry.”

“I am NOT crying and don’t lump me in with that…THAT THING!” screeched Daehyun, jumping up, but completely trapped by his seatbelt and rocking the buss at the same time (love makes people dumb?  or just craycray?  I wouldn’t want to jump up in a moving van…that’s like suicide!).

Youngjae sighed and pulled out his earphones.  Anything.  Just anything to make that stop!  (Poor Youngjae…he should never have developed a crush on Yonggukkie-hyung…but now that he knew what kind of demons he’d released…he’s never going to fall in love again…but then again, how could he ever fall in love again anyway?  All he could see was Yonggukkie-hyung.  But the older man was a monster!  A love monster.  That’s barely scratching the surface…they’re not even together and Yonggukkie-hyung’s already super scary!).  Yeah.  Dying wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

BANGJAE /// DAEJAE

for GDtopFan, my greatest supporter for this fic.  =)