Title: Genie for her wish
By: Kanae
Featuring: Junhyung & 4minute’s Hyuna (Junah / JokerQueen) + Yoseob.
Genre: General - Romance
Rating: G
Word Count: 2.594
Summary: Kim Hyuna wants a boyfriend for Christmas and Junhyung will make sure she gets one.

(“I can and will look only at you” )

a week ago.

“Yah, Junhyung-ah! Come and take a look at this!”

The sudden yell belonged to none other than Yang Yoseob, who is the one currently in charge of monitoring their performances and getting caught up with their news on Nate and other sites. Junhyung drops what he was doing and approaches him, curiosity picked by the eagerness in his friend’s voice.

“What is it, Yoseobbie?”

“You have to read this” Is the boy’s simple reply, an amused grin in his lips as he points towards the screen.

Junhyung squints at the monitor as he leans over Yoseob’s shoulder in order to take a better look at it.

‘4minute wants boyfriends for Christmas’ Read the title, and right underneath was a picture of none other than a smiling Hyuna.

His heart does a little jump inside his chest, as it did whenever he caught a glimpse of her anywhere nowadays.

Meanwhile, Yoseob is looking at him with knowing eyes and satisfied smile, arms crossed contently across his chest with barely-suppressed excitement.

“So, what do you think? Is this your chance or what?”

He inquires once Junhyung has finished reading, and the rapper turns towards his friend with his lips curved up in a small and lopsided smile.

“You think I should? I mean… I’ve waited for so long already, what’s a few more months?”

Yoseob narrows his eyes and gives him a deadpan look. “Are you blind? She said she wants a boyfriend for Christmas. This Christmas. Yah! Do you want to be that boyfriend or not?!”

“Aish…” The rapper stifles a groan. He hated useless questions. “You already know the answer”

“I want to hear it anyway! So do you or not?”

Junhyung sighs. He always preferred to not say this stuff if he could help it, but he guessed it made no difference either way; Yoseob was being stubborn, and there was no way of getting around a stubborn Yoseob when he was trying to make a point. Plus, it’s not as if his feelings for the brunette were any secret for s anyway. They had gotten obvious enough that he wouldn’t have been able to deny them even if he wanted to.

“I do” He replies finally, and Yoseob pats his shoulder with so much enthusiasm that the gesture ends up being more of a push and almost makes Junhyung lose his balance.

“Then go and let her know! Before another guy does” He ends his sentence in a stern whisper, obviously going for the dramatic effect. And then after a brief pause he adds, thoughtfully, almost teasingly. “Besides, weren’t you wondering what to get her for Christmas? There’s your answer!” He points meaningfully towards the computer’s screen with his thumb, and Junhyung finds himself looking at Hyuna’s picture again.

It takes him less than two seconds to make his choice.

“You’re right, kid. I’m going to make my move”

-

now.

Junhyung likes to look at their lack of schedule today as a present from the gods. As the universe’s particular way of cheering him up and telling him, you go Yong Junhyung-goon. Go and make her yours.

So he is set to do just that. From the moment he wakes up to the moment he arrives to Cube and starts to look for her, that’s the one and only thing on his mind.

Despite all the focus and thought he has given it however, he doesn’t bother to prepare anything special and feels utterly unapologetic for it. In fact he feels like it’s his given right. He even enjoys that feeling of defiance because seriously, if it were up to him he wouldn’t be about to do this now out of all times.

But no, she just couldn’t wait, could she? She had to be impatient and demanding even when it came to this. Very well then, Junhyung would do things her way. No after-thoughts, no nothing. And that meant no time wasted in preparations that would all amount to the same thing, anyway—

—to Junhyung approaching her and being one hundred percent honest with her for the first time in a long, long while.

“Yah, Kim Hyuna!”

The aforementioned girl raises her head curtly, looking disoriented for a moment until her eyes land on him. Some of the drowsiness in her stare vanishes, but her eyes are still half-closed and her voice sounds groggy as she asks, “Oppa? What are you doing here? Is something the matter?”

You bet there is.

“Nah, nothing special.” Junhyung lies effortlessly, knowing what cards to play and how to play them in order to get the reaction he wanted out of her. “I just wanted to give you your Christmas present, that’s all”

He drops the bait leisurely and smoothly, but Hyuna bites it eagerly and excitedly, much like a little kid would. She is on her feet and running towards him in less than the blink of an eye, her eyes light up like comets.

“You brought me something?!”

She starts to clap and even jumps a little bit, thoroughly ignoring Junhyung’s playful eye-roll and muttered geez, do you have to sound so surprised about it? In order to lean to the sides in an attempt to look behind his back, trying to find out where he was hiding her present. “Where is it? Where is it~?! What did you get me~?!”

Junhyung looks at her for a long moment—at her wide grin, her eager and curious eyes, the excitement pouring out from every single one of her pores and carrying the scent of something that reminded him of happiness—and decides that it was time to do it once and for all.

It was time to set everything in motion, before Hyuna’s curiosity could have the chance to morph into impatience and her (adorable) little pulls on his sleeves could turn into not-so-harmless smacks.

He allows himself to chuckle as he digs inside his pocket, and he knows that Hyuna probably mistakes it as him finding her behavior amusing. Which he does. But more than that, the truth is he’s starting to feel nervous and needs to ease himself a bit before going forward with this.

It isn’t his first time. But somehow it felt like it was.

“Yah! You didn’t say that just to make a fool out of me, did you? Because if you did—”

Junhyung doesn’t find out what the consequences would be, because his hands are out of his pockets now and there’s a small box on one of them and Hyuna has sobered up.

Gone are her child-like eagerness and her affronted impatience, and gone are also her contagious grin and cute whining. She’s not fidgeting anymore but just standing there, eyes widening and mouth slightly agape, eyes fixated on the box.

And Junhyung could see it clearly, there. Right on her eyes was written the fact that Hyuna got an idea of what that box could mean, even though her mind hasn’t quite wrapped around that knowledge yet.

“Oppa… what is this?”

She manages to ask finally, her voice a mere whisper. She’s still so shaken, so taken aback, that Junhyung can’t help but smile.

“Why don’t you open it, dummy?”

Hyuna meets his eyes, then. And they’re gleaming so much that Junhyung almost takes it back—in his thoughtlessness he had underestimated Hyuna’s hopelessly romantic side—but when he comes back to himself and his throat unclogs it’s already too late. She’s taking the small box and holding it with trembling fingers as if it were a treasure; something valuable that could escape from her at any given moment if she wasn’t careful enough.

By the moment she slowly tries to pry open the box, Junhyung doesn’t regret anything anymore. Because he has seen just what he wanted to see. And even more.

He feels more ready than ever to go through the next step, because Hyuna has finally opened the box and she lets out a little startled gasp because inside there’s— 

There’s nothing.

The box is completely empty.

Hyuna blinks. Once, twice, and then she frowns and Junhyung has to resist the urge to laugh, because she’s turning the box around and shaking it, peering curiously inside of it as if something would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

The sight is hilarious, and adorable, and Junhyung ends up giving up and chuckling despite himself—a mixture of genuine amusement and joy and relief. Its sound seems to remind Hyuna of the fact that he was still there, and she turns her attention towards him with a confused frown and narrowed eyes with a thousand questions written across them.

“What? You didn’t honestly think I’d be so predictable, did you?” Junhyung teases amidst his chuckling, and Hyuna’s frown deepens, her lips curling downwards in a pouty scowl.

“Aigoo what is this! Is this your idea of a joke?!”

The chance to even further is too tempting, so Junhyung gives in and smirks with mischief.

“Maybe”

Hyuna’s eyes stay glued to his for a long, silent moment. And then she looks away and the next thing he knows she’s throwing the box away. It hits the floor with a void sound and bounces, landing a few feet away from them.

Junhyung holds her wrist before she can sprint past him without looking back.

“Wait! I was joking, okay?” He calls out, knowing full well his little experiment has gone too far and not wanting to risk messing things up before he can say what he has come to say. Hyuna’s temper wasn’t something to take lightly after all, even if it did usually last for only one outburst. “I wasn’t lying when I said I came to give you your present. It’s just not in that box”

“Then where is it?” She’s still annoyed but she’s looking up at him despite herself, her curious nature showing up in her voice and making his throat go dry, because—

This is it.

“Right here.”

Hyuna gives him a perplexed glance. Junhyung his lips and struggles to keep himself calm.

“You said you wanted a boyfriend for Christmas, didn’t you? Well, here you have him”

There was no turning back now.

His heart was beating so fast that for a moment it seemed like he was having an out-of-body experience. He could see Hyuna’s eyes slowly widen and her expression turn into one of utmost surprise, but he can barely register any of it. The part of him that’s becoming a nerve-wreck keeps half-expecting her to throw him a comment like where? I can’t see him just to .

But she doesn’t. She’s just completely silent and her wrist has fallen limp in his grasp, and that helps Junhyung regain his focus because it meant Hyuna got it. She got that he was being serious.

So he keeps going. Or tries to, at least.

“I meant to wait until you were legal, but since you were in a hurry and all—”

“Oppa…” Hyuna whispers all of a sudden, saving him from having to work his way through his constricted throat. She sounds breathless too though, and Junhyung finds comfort in that thought. At least he wasn’t the only one feeling like his lungs had become smaller all of a sudden. “Are you… being serious about this?”

Junhyung nods. And he doesn’t know if it’s because he felt that he had to make it up to her for what he had done earlier, or because he has been holding this back for so long—but he decides then that just this once, he would let his lips express what his eyes were showing.

“I am. I’ve been serious about this for a while, Hyuna. I just wasn’t sure whether we were ready to do something about this… this thing we have. But I didn’t want to risk anyone stealing you away, either. Plus I was actually starting to think you didn’t have a clue about how I felt about you.”

“Junhyung oppa…”

That seems to be the only thing Hyuna is capable to say.

She’s still looking at up at him with impossibly bright eyes and surprised face and to be honest Junhyung is not sure of how much more of this he will be able to take. He has tried to hold them back since the moment he decided he would be doing this—especiallyafter the box experiment. Hyuna’s expectant face and her disappointment hadn’t been the kind a girl who only regards him as a friend would feel—but the truth is doubts were starting to come forth to haunt him. What if he was too late? What if somehow Hyuna had fallen for someone else while he wasn’t looking? What if Hyuna wasn’t ready for this? What if what if—all the what ifs were going to drive him insane if this kept up.

Desperate and out of measures, Junhyung decides to try the one thing that has never failed him in these cases, even though Hyuna was usually immune to it.

He takes a deep breath and prepares to tell her the kind of thing he believes she would like to hear.

“I can and will look only at you”

He swallows down. There are words bubbling up in his throat and making his tongue tickle, and suddenly this isn’t about what Hyuna wants to hear but about what he needs to tell her. About what he needs to let out, once and for all, for better or for worse.

And such sincerity makes him feel so exposed, so vulnerable that he can only manage to whisper them, his words becoming a silent admittance as he squeezes her wrist and says—

“I already do.”

The words have barely left his mouth when Hyuna presses her lips against his, an impromptu gesture that blows out of the water any and every expectation he could’ve had and that knocks the wind right out of his lungs, leaves him gasping for breath when she breaks away, resting her forehead against his neck.

“Do you know for how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that?” She whispers, bottled-up giddiness and relief and so many things inside each one of her words. “You almost made me give up on you”

Junhyung is barely registering her words. He’s too busy trying to get a hold of himself and his thoughts that seemed to be running in an unending and delightful whirling of nothing but Hyuna—Hyuna who kept babbling, Hyuna whose breathing was mingling with his—

“You kept giving me mixed signals. I don’t have as much experience as you do, how was I supposed to tell whether—”

He doesn’t care anymore, he just wants to kiss her. So he does just that.

When the kiss ends he cups her small face in his hands and grins down at her, marveling in the feeling holding her like this was giving him.

“Is this clear enough?”

“Kind of” Hyuna teases, grinning back. “I’d rather you be clear like this all the time”

Junhyung arches one eyebrow and smirks, playful. He felt so relieved, so light that he’s surprised he’s still grounded to the floor.

“You sure about that?”

Hyuna laughs gleefully and smacks his arm, easily getting what he was implying. “Yah! You ert~!”

He laughs along with her but the laughter gets stuck in his throat as she raises her head, her eyes twinkling as they meet his. “Let’s wait a few months and then we’ll see”

Junhyung wonders whether she’s joking (she has to be, right?). But he doesn’t have the time to ask because then she’s laughing against his lips and kissing him again and any coherent thoughts melt down into blissful nothingness.

^{Note: I didn't want to go too indepth about the 'empty box' thing in order to not get sidetracked (plus that part wrote itself lol) but Junhyung did that to re-check and be completely sure that he hasn't been misreading the signs. Hadn't Hyuna reacted the way she did, he would have probably aborted the plan.}