For BLAQ_FINITY

Pairing: myungya

Prompt: Myungyeol has broken up since Yeollie been cheating on Myungie for Dongwoo. Hoya comforts Myungie and they fall in love.

"Jagi~ what should we do for christmas this year?"

Myungsoo waits for a reply, but looks to his boyfriend of one year after no response.

"Yeol?" He says his name softly, poking his ribs.

"Oh, what?" Sungyeol asks, jerking slightly. Myungsoo smiles at him, planting a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Aish, you never listen to me," Myungsoo replies, pouting jokingly. Sungyeol sighs, and puts an arm around him.

"Sorry, Myungie," He apologizes, which causes Myungsoo to smile. "Now, what was it you were asking?" He wonders, returning his attention back to the TV.

"I said, what should we do for Christmas this year?" Myungsoo repeats, playing with his beloved one’s fingers.

"I don't know," Sungyeol shrugs.

"Well, I want to go ice skating," Myungsoo announces, and Sungyeol rolls his eyes to this.

"Myungsoo, you don't how to skate. Remember?" He reminds him.

"That's the point! You're supposed to help me!" Myungsoo grins at the idea, imagining Sungyeol pulling him slightly as they glide over the smooth ice.

Sungyeol turns off the TV, and gets up. "I don't know. I might just spend Christmas with my family this year," He says, walking towards the front door.

"Oh," Myungsoo mumbles, following him. Sungyeol stops right before the door, and turns to him.

"I'm going out for a bit-"

"Wh-" He cuts him off.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to do some errands. I might be back late so don't call me every hour like you did last time, alright?" He says.

Am I that clingy? Myungsoo wonders, but agrees nonetheless.

"Got it, babe," Myungsoo answers, grinning. "Goodbye kiss?" He says, puckering his lips and closing his eyes.

Instead, he gets a small peck on the cheek, and a pat on the back. When he opens his eyes, Sungyeol's already out the door. He sighs, and walks back to the living room, and falls back onto the couch.

"Why is he acting all weird all of a sudden?" He ponders to himself. "I mean, it's not like men get period...unless, Sungyeol's a-"

"KIM MYUNGSOO! OPEN THE DOOR!"

Myungsoo groans, and gets up once again, dragging his feet to the front door. He opens the door, and a man about his height with dark brown hair, and a slightly red nose stands in his doorstep.

"Annyeong, chingu!" Hoya greets him cheerfully, and lets himself in immediately.

Hoya is that one friend that you're so close to that you feel like you've grown up with him. Except that he and Myungsoo have only been best friends for two years. Although, they get along very well. They have the same personality, and that's how they became close. No one understands Myungsoo as well as Hoya does.

"There's a doorbell for a reason, you know that right?" Myungsoo jokes as Hoya lays down in his original spot as if this were his home.

"Who cares?" He responds, and Myungsoo shakes his head while sitting down on the other couch. "Christmas Eve is already in 3 days, aren't you excited?"

Myungsoo thinks back to his previous conversation with Sungyeol and sighs. "I-Id unno," He stutters. "I might not be able to spend it with Yeol."

Hoya scoffs. "That's why I'm here, duh."

Myungsoo laughs, and throws a pillow at him. "Can I tell you something?"

"'Sup?" Hoya questions, sitting up, and resting his feet on the table.

"I don't know how to say this but....Sungyeol's been acting kind of..." Myungsoo trails off, thinking of the right word. "Peculiar?" Myungsoo looks at him, and he nods in response.

"How so?" He asks, urging Myungsoo to go on.

"Well, he never wants to cuddle anymore, and he never kisses me anymore either. He doesn't like it when I send him cute text messages, and he always sleeps with his back turned to me," I explain. "He always speaks in this bored tone, and he's almost never home anymore!"

"Well.." Hoya begins to say, but Myungsoo cuts him off.

"Am I being too clingy, Hoya?" He asks, looking at him.

"Hmmm, well, I mean, you've always been like this.." Hoya answers. "Maybe he just, I dunno, wants some space?"

"Space?" Myungsoo repeats.

"Space." Hoya confirms. "That's it. Maybe his love bottle is getting filled up, and there's no room for more love! So, that's why he needs space! That way, his love bottle can empty a bit, and then he'll come running back to you for more love." Hoya explains as if he's some mad, love genius.

Myungsoo stares at him weirdly, then starts cracking up at his best friend’s ridiculousness.

"Don't laugh at me! I'm a genius, okay?" Hoya states a bit too confidently.

"Sure," He agrees sarcastically. Myungsoo calms down a bit, and wipes a small tear away. "Oh, Howon, what would I do without you?" He says, standing up and giving Hoya a bear hug. When Myungsoo hugs him, he feels Hoya tensing up. He thinks it’s weird, but decides to let it go.

"I'm here right now, actually," Myungsoo speaks into his phone, approaching a coffee shop.

"Aren't you sad that he has to work on Christmas Eve?" Hoya asks.

He shrug, even though he knows Hoya can't see him. "He said it’s only a five hour shift. I'll call you later, though. Bye!" He hangs up, and cheerfully walks in.

The coffee shop is, of course, decorated with beautiful christmas lights, and it gives Myungsoo a warm feeling. Although it's Christmas Eve, it's still as busy as ever.

Myungsoo approaches the front counter, and instead of seeing Sungyeol, he sees another worker. "Hi, is Sungyeol working today?"

"No, he requested a day-off," The worker replies. "Why?"

"Uhm," He clears his throat. "Never mind. Thanks anyways."

Where the heck did he go? Myungsoo wonders.

He leaves the shop and heads for the next destination, Sungyeol's home. But, as he gets there, he's no where to be found. He asks Sungyeol’s mom as to where he could possibly be, and she tells him to check his friend, Dongwoo's apartment.

So here he is, walking up to the fifth floor. He finds room 12, and knocks. The door opens to reveal a black-haired man, who Myungsoo identifies as Dongwoo.

"Hi!" Dongwoo greets him cheerfully. "What up, dude?"

"Uhh, hi..is Sungyeol here? And, are you his friend?" Myungsoo questions, trying to take a peek inside the room.

"Friend?" He says, and laughs. "No, I'm his boyfriend. Hang on."

Myungsoo freezes in his spot, his mind trying to process as to what Dongwoo said.

"B-boyfriend?" Myungsoo echos, stuttering as tears begin to form in his eyes.

"Hi, this is Su- MYUNGSOO!"

Myungsoo looks up, tears beginning to fall, and he knows he can’t stop now. "B-Boyfriend?" He says once again, feeling his heart rip into pieces. "So, this is where you've been going to?" With a shaky voice, he takes a deep breath and continue. "What? Was I not enough? Did I not make you happy? Was everything you said to me a lie?..." He trails off, clenching his fists. "Did you even love me?"

Sungyeol looks at the now sobbing man, guilt all over his face. Immediately, he gets down on his knees. "Myungsoo, please, listen to me..."

Myungsoo’s mind goes blank as Sungyeol tries to explain. He just can't take it no more, and punches him as hard as I can. Dongwoo comes running to the door, and immediately falls to Sungyeol's side.

"Lee Sungyeol, I'm done with you," Myungsoo announces, and runs away, the tears falling endlessly.

"Myungsoo, why haven’t you been answering my calls?!" Hoya yells into his phone.

"Howon.." Myungsoo responds, his voice sounding broken.

"What's wrong?" He immediately asks, getting up from his bed and jogging down the stairs.

"It’s already Christmas...and it will be a very sad Christmas for me," He answers.

"What the hell are you talking about? What did he do?!" Hoya yells again, getting into his car.

"He's a manwhore," He says simply, and Hoya stops trying to shove his key in the key slot.

"Myung..." He sighs, feeling his best friend’s pain.

"Don't say anything," Myungsoo commands.

Hoya sighs again. "I'm on my way."

Fifteen minutes later, Hoya’s running to Myungsoo’s front door. He uses his spare key, and enters.

"Myungsoo?" He shouts, running upstairs to his room. He opens the door, and finds Myungsoo lying on the bed, face down.

There he is. My idiot best friend of mine whom I love, lying down lookin' like a fool with no pants on. Hoya thinks, smiling slightly.

"What? You were too lazy to put pants on after a shower?" He jokes, trying to lighten the mode.

He makes his way to the side of the bed, where he can see Myungsoo’s face clearly. He sits down on the floor whilst facing him. Myungsoo’s eyes are closed, but he's smiling as well.

Hoya pokes his dimple. "Didn't I tell you he wasn't right for you?"

Myungsoo opens his eyes, and Hoya’s heart breaks a little. His eyes are puffy, and red. It's obvious he'd been crying for a while.

"Myungsoo.." Hoya’s voice cracks slightly.

He sits up, and opens his arms. "I know I look ugly right now but give me a hug."

Hoya gulps, staying still. "Y-you come here instead and give me one," He demands, his heart rate increasing.

"Howonnnn!" Myungsoo whines cutely.

Hoya tries to hide his [way too obvious] grin by sighing, and gets up. He leans towards Myungsoo, and give hims a tight, and loving hug.

"Ahhh," Myungsoo sighs happily. "Have I ever told you that I love your hugs? And that they're so much nicer than- you know, that guy's hug."

Hoya decides not to say anything, but just smile and continue to hug him.

"Hoya?"

"Hm?"

"Will you spend Christmas with me?"

"Of course."

So, they spend the first hours of christmas together, watching movies and cuddling on the couch. To Myungsoo, this would mean nothing to him, but to Hoya, this means a lot.

Hoya doesn't exactly remember how or when he started liking Myungsoo. Maybe it was when he noticed his cute dimples, or when he felt this weird feeling when Myungsoo hugged him. Or maybe it was when he accidentally kissed him when he was drunk, thinking Hoya was Sungyeol. It doesn't matter anymore, though. Sungyeol’s gone, and Hoya decides it’s time to tell the truth.

"Myungsoo? Can I tell you something?" He asks, fumbling with his own fingers.

"Sure," Myungsoo answers, taking a look at him.

"I...I..uhm...I-ugh," Hoya stops, and takes a deep breath. "I...erm.."

"You?" He says, smirking at him.

"I, uh, kind of love you. Well, I have been in love with you for a while now," Hoya finally says, watching Myungsoo’s smirk fade. He just stares at the other man, blinking repeatedly. "Uh, yeah. Awkward."

Myungsoo begins to smile slightly, and he grabs onto Hoya’s neck, pulling him close to his face.

"It's not awkward if I do this," Myungsoo whispers, placing his lips onto Hoya, kissing him slowly and passionately. He quickly pulls away before Hoya can barely kiss back. "Right?" He finishes, and Hoya sits there in shock. Myungsoo smiles, and kisses Hoya’s cheek. "I think I might like you, for now."

“By the way, Myung?” Hoya says after a while, caressing the younger’s face. “Let’s go ice skating later, when the sun comes up.”

“I’d like that.”

StarlightSpirit: I like the confession and the 'Uh, yeah. Awkward.' and Hoya;s love bottle genius-ness, if that's even a word. Honestly, I hate seing my ultimate bias Yeollie as the bad guy but this is pretty close to perfect so it'll let you go :3

Comment from prompt giver:

Omg, this is my prompt, and I love it! Whoever wrote this for me THANK YOU SO MUCH! IT'S PERFECT!!!!! {^.^}