"Ya Daehyun ..."

"Hm?"

"How do you know Jongup's weakness?"

Daehyun pouted. “That was a night that he slept overnight here. He slept talking."

It was actually the most irrational and unreasonable reason Youngjae had ever heard. He smirked, eyes not leaving the two figures appearing through the small door crack he was peeking.

“What the hell is going on with such a thing? Liar. ”

"Yah," Daehyun retorted. “Yes, you don't believe it, because you haven't witnessed yet. Do you want me to replay it fully?”

"Ha. Please."

Daehyun wrinkled his face and pricked his lips-

After five weird sounded were made, Himchan patted the nape of his neck. "This guy is awful!"

"Yah! I did as requested. But he was the one who did it, Himchan" Daehyun glared.

The bodyguard couldn’t help but grimaced. "But he is still a kid."

Daehyun rolled her eyes. "Growing age, hyung, hormones grow, desire arises, needs to be released. Is there anything to complain about? Even I do have too ~ ”

Youngjae suddenly blushed. How shameless.

~ 000 ~

Jongup stared at the boy in front of him. He thought he could yell, howl, or cry out nonsense, but told himself to be very restrained. Go to hell, Jung Daehyun, because you revealed the secret that you should not have been allowed to speak. But he was wrong, who was his hyung. Himchan was no better. Part of him felt guilty because the little boy was ... 'tortured' to this extent, but the rest strongly opposed and enthusiastically supported what those people did to him.

In front of him, was Yoo Junhong, not in the cherry tomato pyjama or the black and white uniform-

Wait, more exactly. Yes, the problem was ‘black and white uniform ’. But there were not broad shoulder T-shirt and long black pants...

It's a schoolgirl uniform.

He suddenly wanted to slam his head against the wall before the 'dream' that always played in his dream (which he accidentally dreamed of), Junhong’s face was deep red and looked anywhere but Jongup, his hair was slightly ruffled like a kitten, his slender figure was tight hugged by the uniform, the white thighs were slightly rubbing against each other... He looked like a doll, so adorable ... and charming. Junhong bit his lips, forgetting all the words to say to Jongup. It took a while for Jongup to realize that on his hands was a blue and white birthday cake, on the surface was a few burning candles with a shimmering yellow color, a soft light covering the boy and a sack of sparkling ribbon. Colorful shading around looks more subtle. Jongup's heart kept beating loudly inside his chest, feeling in the still space, even Junhong could hear.

"Ha-Happy birthday, Jongup hyunggie ..."

Was it able to come and hug the little boy right now? Junhong was so cute that he almost lost control.

"You ... You don't have to do this, Junhong ah .."

"But" Junhong stammered, putting weight on the other leg, being careful not going to let the miniskirt exceed more. "But the hyungs said... you likes it... so I..." Junhong breathed, adjusting his breathing, in shame chewing hope and waiting "Hyung... do you like the present?"

Of course Jongup couldn’t deny the fact that this was the best gift he ever received.

However, it didn’t mean that he 'owned' the gift so easily... right?

"Thank you, Junhonggie..." he smiled, his happy smile filled him up with a blush. Suddenly remembering something, he looked straight at Jongup, causing the other to stall a bit.

"Jongup hyung, actually I, ugh .."

Jongup waited patiently. Junhong tried to keep his gaze on him, breathing softly, saying:

"I like-"

‘Tan tan tan tan tan~’

~ 000 ~

"Yah, such a cute boy, if I mention something about this, he will kill me" Youngjae whispered.

"Surely." Daehyun smiled "Next time I make you wear that"

"Don’t you dare to repeat it." Youngjae gave Daehyun a death glare.

Without fear, Daehyun said bluntly: "I-will-get-you-wear-school-girl-uniform-to-me"

"You-"

"Shhhh!" Himchan hissed "The drama comes!!"

The four people together looked through the door, eagerly waiting.

"Jongup hyung, actually I, ugh"

"They are already grown up." Youngjae shook his head, sniffing a fake nose.

"Coming~" Himchan slapped his hand on Yongguk's back like drumming.

"I like-"

‘Tan tan tan tan tan~’

From outside to inside, from top to bottom, everyone were silent, irritated at the annoying ringtones ringing.

Three pairs of eyes gaping at Daehyun, who was holding the phone, the flashing screen was making sound.

"Daehyun, I swear... I..." Youngjae didn't know what to say. Daehyun hurriedly turned off his phone, scratched his head, and flipped a tiny "Sorry". Yongguk sighed, Himchan winced and shook his head in disbelief.

Jongup and Junhong, after hearing the bell, were silent, the little boy's sentence was cut off.

Junhong suddenly wanted to kill someone. A thousand curses crossed his mind in an instant.

Jongup couldn’t lie that it's not uncomfortable. He cleared his throat, scratching his head.

"Sorry, you are saying..?"

"No, that, I was just ..." Junhong waved a hand.

"Junhong ah, I like you"

The people who were standing behind the door reflexively stopped, continuing to listen. Junhong widened his eyes, looked at Jongup as if he didn't believe his ears. Jongup lowered his head, blushed and smiled.

Anyway, the boy needed to know the truth, right?

"I like you, I don't realize when, but... aigoo..." Jongup breathed a sigh "I think you understand, at least, I hope, that's why I always want to be with you..." he bit his lip.

Junhong shook his head slightly. "But you're looking for a girlfriend, aren't you?"

"Huh?"

"I..." The boy's hands clutched the plate holding the cake in his hand. He stared at every drop of candle that flowed down on the cake. "I... accidentally heard you and your friends talking, and I thought... maybe you also need a girlfriend..."

"No, Junhong ah..." Jongup sighed and walked closer, holding the cake on Junhong's hand and placing it on the table. "I like you, so, besides you, I don't need anyone, especially girlfriends, I don't care .." he smiled, thumbs his pink cheekbones. "I'm just afraid you won't accept"

Junhong shook his head and smiled, leaning his cheek against his hand. "I just want you." His gaze lit up, looking straight at Jongup.

The other also smiled, let out a satisfied breath and drew closer, kissing the red lips of inviting.

"Awww" Himchan whispered.

"Ugh, I think I’m going to vomit" Youngjae joked.

"Yahh ~ the cake is very expensive, candle wax is full over the cake !!" Daehyun mourned.

"..."

"You are so cute wearing this outfit" Jongup hugged Junhong's waist, pulling him into his lap.

Junhong blushed "Because everyone said you like me in this outfit... do you really expect this?"

Jongup shyly nodded. He was close to his ear, whispering: "Do you wish to give me the whole gift?"

Knowing what Jongup implied, Junhong became even more blushing, but before responding-

“Woah woah woah, stop it.” Youngjae, along with the other three people, broke the door and the lights. "I'll make sure everything doesn't touch rate M until my Junhong is old enough, Moon-Jong-Up"

The two looked surprised, finally released each other. Himchan went over, holding the plate with the burnt candle out of it.

"Hurry up, Jongup, wish and blow out the candle ~"

Yongguk laughed, hugging Himchan from behind. Jongup said a thank you, wished in his head and blew out the candle. Junhong clapped his hands, and then stopped when all eyes turned towards him. He fumbled with his hand to pull the skirt down.

Youngjae gave a sentence: "Change clothes, Junhong"

"Don’t!!"

Everyone looked at Jongup again.

"I mean... yeah..." he scratched his ear, Junhong whispered an apology, kissed Jongup's cheek and ran to change. Daehyun patted Jongup's shoulder: "You should thank us"

"Ah, uhm, thank you everyone" he scratched his head, bowing.

"Jongup has a boyfriend now, we should make a triple date someday!" Himchan said cheerfully.

“Aish, you.” Yongguk shook his head, pulled Himchan into the kitchen to get food, Jongup laughed and followed them.

Youngjae sighed, looked to the side to see Daehyun... eating Jongup's birthday cake... His eyes twitched.

"Can you show some usefulness?"

Daehyun flinched, "I'm hungry!"

Youngjae was about to open his mouth to speak, but then received a creamy cheek.

"YAHHHHH JUNG DAEHYUN. YOU-"

Daehyun grinned, hugged the other in his lap and the cream on his cheek, Youngjae's face turned red, tried to push him out but failed, the flexible tongue run from the neck making him moan softly, then gradually moved up, the cream on his lips. Took the chance, Daehyun smiled and brought him into a sweet kiss tasting like cake.

"Ya, those two people, make the table, kiss later,"

Himchan's voice came from the kitchen made the two stopped, Youngjae wiped his face with his hand. "Idiot," he muttered. Daehyun just laughed it off, a hand holding his waist pulled him into his lap.

ps: Happy new year all you guys :*