o2. Something New

“In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.”

-Albert Schweitzer

Himchan

“Yeah, I am serious. It is literally the finest I have ever seen!”

I couldn’t help but grin as I pulled the chair out, sitting down lightly as I swung one leg over the other to cross them. So what if it’s girly, I like crossing my legs, it’s ing comfortable. Sue me.

“Oh~ I hear something about a fine , es best be talking about me!”

Because, let’s face it. I have the hottest on this campus, everyone wants a slice of Kim Himchan, and who can blame them.

Daehyun looked up at me with wide eyes, the obvious annoyance at whatever advice Yongguk had been giving him clear in his eyes. “Ulgh, thank god you are here, Chan… Guk hyung here doesn’t understand the thirst of seeing a hot …”

Oh, my sweet precious dongsaeng. He really does need to learn that you simply cannot expect Yongguk to be able to give you advice, not on these matters. When would dear sweetest Daehyun learn?

“That’s cause Jieun’s got him whipped, Dae…” I explained, my smile transforming into a smirk as I noticed the blush rising on Yongguk’s face. “Awww, look at him, isn’t he such a cutie~~” I couldn’t help but lean across the table and pinch Yongguk’s cheeks. It was adorable when he got all blushy and shy.  He was like a really big teddy bear that you just wanted to squeeze and hug, because, for a man that claims that he can’t do aegyo, he’s pretty damn cute, like… a lot.

Oh , wait, Daehyun still had a problem right?

I turned quickly back to him, “Now, do go on… which are we talking about today?”

Daehyun looked like a little puppy, all but bouncing in his seat as he turned back to me. “Okay, so, there’s this new kid in my music class, and like you heard, he has an amazing …”

I took a sip of my coffee, nodding my head, “What about, you know, the rest?”

“Oh, he’s pretty too, I guess, but… Seriously, Chan… I bet he’s a too! He looks like it!”

I tried to imagine this boy that Daehyun had described to me… perfect and pretty enough to be labeled a possible . “Ohh~ I bet he’s absolutely precious… Why are you freaking out, just make your move!” I pushed, waving my hand at him. s were the easiest to get into bed, just a few sweet words and a few promises and they were like putty in your hands anyways. Because, let’s face it, there weren’t many s by the time you made it to collage, and the ones that had managed to remain ‘pure’ were by far ready to get laid and were willing to sleep with the first person that walked up an promised a good night.

Daehyun rolled his eyes at me (, I ought to slap him for that), “That’s the thing… I don’t know how… I mean… He just got here, I can’t exactly walk up to him and be like ‘hey, I want to you, how about it?’, now can I?”

I opened my mouth to reply with ‘Sure you can, it works for me’, but the words were taken right from my lips.

“Sure you can, works for Chan, right?”

I followed Daehyun’s gaze as Yongguk let out a deep laugh, kissing the girl that was now draped around his shoulders.

Ah, sweet Jieun… I really wish her and Yongguk wouldn’t make out like that, it was like watching your siblings go at it, and ew, .

Then again… Yongguk had a twin brother… two Yongguk’s… I think I could learn to like . I digress. I mimicked the fake gagging that Daehyun had started, and laughed as Yongguk flipped us off.

When Jieun finally broke away from Yongguk to take her seat, she turned straight to Daehyun, “So, is chan here trying to hook you up with one of his buddies now, Dae?”

“Yah, .” I only tried to hook him up with one of my contacts once, and that was because the poor kid seriously needed to get laid, his frustration was rubbing off on everyone. I was only doing everyone else a favor with that one!

Jieun smirked at me, “Jerk.”

“Assbutt.” I countered.

“Hoebag.”

I giggled, shaking my head knowing that the name calling could literally go on for at least another hour until we are left calling each other such gems as a ‘-juggling thundercunt’. Yeah, it’s not pretty. To others it sounds like me and Jieun hate each other, with the way I constantly call her a and she constantly calls me a , but, it’s just how we are.

I’ve known her since forever. We used to be best friends as kids, but then I moved away and we spent a few years apart then reconnected in those later years. I’ve known Yongguk for nearly as long, too. It’s funny, how often me and Jieun used to get into arguments over him and his brother and fight over which twin we would get… somehow we both always wanted to take Yongguk. I respect their relationship that they formed in that summer I went to band camp though, they are sweet together.

“Nah, it’s not my doing this time… Daehyun here has the need to tap a little somethin’ somethin’~” I told her.

“Ulgh, don’t put it like that, Chan… that sounds so… cheesy.” Daehyun whined as he flopped back in his chair.

“Well, if you want my input, Dae… I wouldn’t take any advice from Himchan, especially not if you want an actual relationship with this guy, friend zone or benefits aside.” Yongguk said, leaning back in his chair as he went back to sipping at his only slightly cooled off coffee.

I could see Daehyun already pulling a pout, and it was clear that he didn’t want any of Yongguk’s lovey dovey crap right now. I got you, Daehyun! “Yah, who needs a steady relationship when I can literally have anybody I want right at this second?” I asked.

“When you put it like that, Chan, sure, but I bet you can’t even remember how many people you’ve meaninglessly ed…”

I smirked, picking up my drink once more as I kept eye contact with Yongguk, “odd that you would word it like that… you didn’t seem to mind my ty behaviors when it was my mouth that was on your—“

“Himchan we do NOT speak of that!”

I shrugged my shoulders lightly, “Whatever.” I brought my straw to my lips, purposely giving it a very, very inappropriate , making sure to hallow my cheeks out in the most suggestive of ways as I watched Yongguk go from just blushing to full on obvious embarrassment as the dark red stained his cheeks and ears.

“Aww~ Gukkie, don’t be like that to ChanChan now~~ How long has it been since that happened… You were just curious…” Jieun said, grinning as she patted Yongguk hand.

It’d been about, maybe four years now since this ‘unspoken incident’ happened. Yongguk had been more than a little curious that night, but more over, he’d come to me for advice on how to last longer and so I gave him a little… assistance. A between friends isn’t anything! And Jieun didn’t seem to mind so, no harm no foul! Besides, he should be happy, now days I don’t just offer out s without expecting something in return, my skills are way too great to be giving out for free.

“Yongguk should consider himself lucky, that was probably one of the best s I’ve ever given in the history of my life! And I’ve gone down on a lot of people!!”

“Oh my god!! Himchan!!”

“I’m only being honest—“

“You guys!! Shut up!!” Daehyun hissed, waving his hands frantically to get the small group to shut up as he motioned to the door, “Look, that’s him!!”

I turned around, eyeing the group that had walked in. “Hmmm, banged the blonde last week.” What was her name again? Oh hell if I know. Oh, I see little Zelo, “Cute kid, too young though so I haven’t gone there… Did the brunette week before last,” Oh , what was his name now? Ryeowook? No… Sungmin??... , I don’t even know anymore. I do remember one thing though, “god was he loud… Oh, I remember her,” I want to say her name was Min?, “She bit me, that wasn’t too fun—“ I perked up instantly, “Oh and hello…” It wasn’t often that I got to see new faces around campus. I’ve obviously been around quite a bit, not that I’m ashamed to say that. But wow, hello Mr. Perfect. I swear, this boy was everything that I idolized, and that’s usually hard for me to find. He was absolutely gorgeous. Even from across the café, I could see the bulge of muscles beneath the sleeves of his thin jacket, and despite it being the middle of winter, his tanned skin had a sun kissed glow and wow, he even had the cutest little mole on the side of his nose and his smile was to die for and just, wow.

I turned to Daehyun, excitement fluttering my heart, “Which one is yours?”

“W-what?”

Now was not the time for you to be stupid, Daehyun! Don’t you see your hyung’s need for this perfect god that just walked into the café!!

I let out an exasperated sigh at Daehyun’s slowness and pressed on quickly, “Call dibs before I take both, maybe at once…” I glanced back at the cutie that stood next to Mr. Perfect. Yeah, I wouldn’t mind nailing both of them. “That looks like quite the fun combo, but, I wouldn’t do that to you, now, which is your target?”

“Uhm, the one in the sweater. Himchan! I swear, that is mine—“

I waved him off, not caring anymore about what he had to say about his little school boy crush. I had bigger and better things to do, and if the bulge in the front of Mr. Perfects pants was anything to go by, my things to do would be much bigger and better then I could have hoped for. “Good choice, I wanted the other anyways.” I turned to Jieun and Yongguk, “Good luck teaching Dae the art of seduction, I, however, am going to go get me a slice of that delectable looking puppy.” I stood up with grace, leaving my friends at the table as I flounced over to the group that had just walked in.

It’d been a while since I’ve gotten to meet new people and I began to wonder why I hadn’t seen Mr. Perfect around campus before.

“Hi!” I smiled brightly as I approached the group. Zelo turned to me, a bright grin on his face, ah, such a cute little kid. I could just scoop him up and pinch his cute little cheeks; I’d probably up anyone who tried to hurt this kid to be honest. He’s way to young for me (not that age has ever been an issue before, and he’s really not, I’ve screwed younger, just, Zelo’s like my little baby. I want to take care of him and make sure that he finds someone perfect for him. I shall not be the one to corrupt innocence for once. Someone call haven, hell has frozen over!).

“Hi hyung!” Zelo said, waving his hand. “What brings you over here?”

I waved him off, “Aww, can’t I come over and say hi to my favorite dongsaeng~” I said, ruffling his curly hair before turning away and looking at the new kid that stood next to Zelo, “Oh, and a new face too!”

The boy smiled, bowing a little to me, “I just transferred in yesterday…” he rubbed the back of his neck, “Zelo-yah’s been really nice sharing his friends with me… I’m Youngjae.”

“Ah~ Youngjae… such a cute name~” I complimented, shaking his outstretched hand.

I could hear Sungmin… no… Ryeowook… no! Oh!! , Henry! That’s his name!

I could hear Henry explaining who I was to Youngjae and I took the time now to turn my attention to the last member in the group. “I’m sorry… I don’t think we have ever been introduced…”

“It’s Himchan, right?” The boy smiled, his eyes crinkling up slightly as he took my offered hand, “Ah, I’m Jongup… I’m usually in the dance studio any chance I get… Zelo has told me a lot about you though.” He admitted.

Oh, so he’s a dance major. That explains the muscles, oh and I bet he has an amazing six pack. I could just feel myself drooling at the thought already. Gotta keep it cool, Himchan. Don’t scare him off. “Oh really? Weird… Zelo’s never told me about you… Mmm, you dance? That’s amazing… I’m practically two left feet.”

Jongup’s smile brightened, “I could teach you sometime?” He offered.

“You’d do that?” Honey, the only dance I want to do with you is the horizontal mambo, if you catch my drift. I smiled sweetly, gently reaching up to touch his arm to initiate some sort of skin ship. Oh god, even through the fabrics of his jacket, I could feel the warmth of his skin beneath it. I slid my fingers down slowly, my fingertips soft on the back of his hand as I gently rubbed his skin. “I’d really, really like that…” I whispered, leaning in slightly so he’d be the only one to hear the way I purposely dropped my voice.

“Alright then, we can go now, hyung… I didn’t really want coffee anyways.”

I nodded, gleeful at my catch as I turned and flashed a smile to my dumbstruck friends. Yes, the great Kim Himchan was that good. I followed Jongup from the café, my hand still lightly holding his as we made our way out. As the door shut behind me, I pushed my coffee into his hands, “Oh, hold this, Jongup, please… I have something I have to do real quick!” I said, the thought hitting me almost instantly and it was by far too good to pass up.

I rushed back into the shop, “Yah~!” My voice carried through the small building and everyone grew quiet as they turned to me. Perfect. My smirk must have been something sinister because when I caught Daehyun’s gaze, he had an apprehensive look on his face. I winked before rushing up where Youngjae stood.

The dirty blonde let out a completely not manly shriek as I slapped both of my hands onto his , groping the flesh through his jeans. He jumped his hips forward trying to get away from me as he spun around to stare at me.

I ignored Daehyun’s death glares as I turned my proud smile to the audience of on looking students. “I rate this 8/10!” I announced before looking back at Youngjae, “Welcome to the campus~” I skipped back out of the café, meeting back up with Jongup who was laughing as he watched the scene unfold from outside.

“Thanks, Jongup~” I said, taking my coffee back from him. As much fun as it was to see Daehyun’s face in utter and complete shock, I kind of wish now that I hadn’t run back inside. Jongup’s hand felt nice in my own, and I kinda wanted to hold it again but after I had taken my coffee back, he’d pushed both of his hands into his pockets. As much as I technically wanted in his pants, I didn’t want to dig his hands out of his pockets. Besides, he wasn’t dressed for the cold anyways, he was probably freezing. That would just be rude of me.

“Which way are we going?” I asked, looking around.

Jongup smiled, “Well… The dance studio is this way… but… I kinda have the feeling you really don’t want to go there…”

I smiled sheepishly, shrugging my shoulders, “You may kinda be right… where do you suggest we go then?”

Jongup pushed his hands deeper into his pockets, kicking his feet at the gravel as he raised his shoulders up in response, tilting his head towards me and giving me the most adorable puppy dog eyes I have ever seen. “We could always go back to my place?”

Maybe my nod was to enthusiastic because soon Jongup was laughing and pulling his hand out of his pocket to take mine. “C’mon, I live off campus, but it’s not too far.”

I shouldn’t have trusted him. I should have suggested staying on campus. To maybe take our activities to the dance studio (because, uh, hello, in front of a mirror. Ah, can I get a ‘Hell yeah’?). But no. No, I followed stupid Jongup and his stupid puppy face and adorable smile and cuter laugh and amazing body to his place.

And it ing started raining.

I’m not even sure where I dropped my coffee at when the drizzle started, but soon we were both running like lunatics, holding our free hands above our heads as we tried to keep some of the icy rain away and clutching at each other trying not to lose each other in the down pour.

Look, okay, Mother Nature, you and I need to have a heart to heart right now. It’s ing winter, get it? Winter. That means snow. You couldn’t have made a beautiful snowfall swirl around us so Mr. Perfect Jongup could laugh and brush the snow out of my hair and it would have been clinging to our skin in tiny little flakes and it would have been cute, okay? No, instead you give us ing ice cold rain that is sure to shrink my clothes and now I’m going to end up with a cold.

You Mother Nature. You major , okay? And not even good . Old, crusty .

“In here, Himchan~” Jongup tugged at my hand, pulling me under the small space of the awning to offer some sort of protection from the rain.

His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close to his chest as he reached around me to punch in the pin to unlock the front door of the building. His face was close enough to mine that I could smell the minty hint of his toothpaste on his breath with each exhale and I could almost count each of his eyelashes. I my lips (not nervously. The Great Kim Himchan is never nervous.) and waited for him to give me the all clear that the door was open.

Jongup’s smile was sweet as he grabbed the door handle and pushed open the glass door and pulled me into the thankfully warmer lobby. I didn’t really realize how cold it was outside until the hot air hit me and almost instantly I began to shiver. “Holy balls, could it be any colder out there?”I whined softly.

Never before has my whining earned me a sweeter reward as Jongup wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side and held me close as he took me through the small apartment building and to the second floor to where his flat is at. “C’mon, Himchan~ it’s not much farther…” He said, a light laugh in his voice.

Jongup fumbled with his keys, his fingers shaking a bit too much as he struggled to get the door unlocked and by the time he did we both stumbled into the thankfully warm interior of his apartment, stripping off the wet jackets and toeing off our soaked shoes.

Jongup turned to me, a smile pulling at his lips, “Oh my god… I am so sorry…. You are… really soaked…”

I glanced down at my clothes, noticing the way my shirt clung to me like a second skin, my jeans were weighed down by water, hanging a bit lower on my hips then I usually wore them. I couldn’t help but smile a tiny bit, “Y-yeah, Just a little bit…” I said, looking up at him.

“C’mon… my rooms down here… You’re a bit taller than me… but… I have something you can borrow until your clothes dry…” Jongup took my hand as he was talking, leading me through his small apartment and to the door to the left of the living room. He pushed it open and let go of my hand as he crossed the floor to the small dresser and pulled open the top drawer. “Here you go…” He said, a smile on his lips as he held out the clothes to me.

Now I must admit, I sleep around a lot. Really, I know this fact, and there are a lot of things I am willing to do in that sense. But when it comes to actually being with someone… I don’t borrow their clothes and they don’t borrow mine. End of story. Borrowing clothes leads to complications. I don’t do complications.

So here I stood, shivering to the bone in soaked clothes with the only option to put on Jongup’s clothes. The younger had already turned away from me, his back to me as he began to strip of his own wet clothes. I let out the smallest of sighs and followed suit, peeling the clothes from my skin and dropping them into a wet heap at my feet. One time wouldn’t hurt anything. After my clothes dried, I’d give these back and it would be like I never borrowed them in the first place.

Of course I stole a few glances at Jongup as he changed, I mean, who wouldn’t? His back was perfection. Of course, if I called his back “perfect” I couldn’t even begin to find the words to describe his . I wanted to touch it.

I kept my hands to myself for the time being as I pulled the cotton sweat pants over my legs, smiling a bit at the softness.

Jongup smiled as he turned back around after having finished changing, his eyes racking up and down me. I wasn’t a self conscious person, I knew even in his over sized long sleeve shirt and baggy sweat pants I still looked fabulous. Jongup turned his head to the side ever so slightly, almost like a little puppy would, “Cute…” He said, his eyes crinkling up. He walked over quickly, taking my hand to lead me out of the bedroom (that uhm, hello, earth to Puppy, I wanted to be in because. You + Me + Bed = that’s the whole reason I ran in the rain for this!). Instead he took me into the kitchen ( on the table wouldn’t be half bad either, now that I think about it).

“I’ll make us something to eat… I don’t know about you but I still feel froze inside!” He said with a light laugh.

I know of several ways that I could warm you up~

I let out a small sigh, going unnoticed by Jongup as I nodded my head softly, “Alright…” I said, smiling, “I’m still a bit chilly too…”

I sat down at the kitchen table, watching as Jongup moved around the kitchen rambling on about something or another that I really wasn’t paying attention to.

I was breaking another rule.

I don’t stay over at other people’s places and eat. Not people that I don’t consider to be close friends that reach beyond the ual sense. Staying at someone’s place to eat is just asking for more connections and more complications, and like I’ve said. Complications are a whole lot of nope for me.

Yet still, Jongup made us a late lunch/early dinner of grilled cheese sandwiches (which I will not admit to being the best grilled cheese sandwiches I’ve ever had), and soon I found myself curled up with him on the couch as we watched a movie and broke yet another rule.

I barely knew Jongup. ‘Hanging out’ like this wasn’t something that I always did, which sounds so weird. I’m weird.

His fingers felt nice in my hair though, gently tucking the stray strands back in a slow moving pace that was extremely calming. His other hand was holding onto mine, his thumb following the same slow rhythm as he rubbed the back of my knuckles. His heart beat was right against my cheat, just as slow and rhythmic as his touches and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling.

It really was nice to just be held like this.

“Himchan… Himchan, it’s still raining…”

It took me several times to blink my eyes open as I looked up at Jongup as he hovered over me. “Wha’time isset?” I slurred, rolling over slowly as I tried to wake up.

“Eh, it’s a bit past 1… C’mon… You can just crash here tonight…” Jongup sat me up, pulling me up to my feet and supporting my rather dead weight as I practically zombie walked into his bedroom and collapsed face first onto the bed.

.

What is Jongup doing to me?

I rolled over slowly, curling up next to the warm body that had slid into the spot next to me. it. I’m already wearing his clothes, I had dinner with him, we did that I don’t do with people I’ve deemed ‘ buddies’. Why not just throw in sleeping in the same bed without any .

Today is just a day full of firsts. The great Kim Himchan… didn’t get laid. Someone write the president, a national warning needs to be put into effect, the world is ending, lock your doors, no one is safe!

I hummed softly as Jongup’s fingers found their way into my hair again, the same gentle rhythm as before lulling me back into a deep sleep.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad?

My arrival back into the world of the waking was slow as I am really, really not a morning person. Especially pre-four cups of coffee. If I wanted to even so much as think about getting up on time to make it to my midmorning classes, I would definitely need to get up and start the day now.

“Mmm… you awake?”

Oh, hello morning voice, where did that come from. I rolled over slowly in the arms that still circled around my waist, blinking my eyes open carefully as I tried not to squint too much at the morning light that shone directly into my eyes. Jongup blinked back at me, equally as sleepily as he brought his hands up to play with my hair, “Morning…”

“Morning…” Jongup replied, a sweet smile tugging at his lips. “How’d you sleep…”

I hummed softly, “Surprisingly… really well… I usually don’t do well on other peoples pillows…” I admitted.

“Really? No offence, but from what I hear… You spend a lot of time on other people’s pillows…”

I smirked a little, “Maybe I do… jealous or something?” I teased lightly.

Jongup’s arm tightened around my waist as he pulled me closer, “Maybe I am.” He whispered back, his voice full of honesty.

Oh … I could feel heat rising up in my cheeks as I stared into Jongup’s eyes and he stared right back. “I-I…” . The great Kim Himchan is stuttering now? What is this kid doing to me?, “I… should probably go… I have morning classes…” I whispered.

Jongup nodded softly, letting me go as I climbed slowly out of the bed. I glanced around, “Uhm… Jongup, where are my clothes?”

The boy sat up in the bed, “Uhm… probably still drying… It’ll be okay, Himchan, I’ll bring them back to you…” he smiled sweetly, motioning to what I was wearing, “You can just keep those until we can trade again.”

“U-Uh… okay.” I nodded, a bit numbly, “A-Alright… I’ll see you later then, Jongup…”

“Mhmm… Have a good day in class, Channie…”

I wanted to choke on my spit as the sudden nickname caught me off guard and I left his room quickly, rushing through the apartment to grab my shoes and make my retreat, barely remembering to grab my cell phone and wallet from the front table on my way out.

Yongguk

I rolled over with a groan, throwing my arm over the body that rested next to my own. “Baby… go get the door.”

“You go get the door, jerk.”

“Ullllggghh, Jieun, pleaaasse, I’m tired.”

“So am I—“

“Yongguk!! Answer the door, please!!”

Jieun smirked, blinking up at me through her teal hair, “Ha, It’s Chan and he said your name, you gotta go get it.” She said, sticking out her tongue at me.

I let out another deep groan, rolling off the bed and stumbling through the apartment to the front door. I unlocked it and opened it as far as the chain would let it fall, “What.” I growled.

Himchan stared at me with wide eyes, “Guk, let me in, please… I need your help…”

I glared at him a little, glancing up and down his body, “You’re not covered in blood…”

“DAMNIT YONGGUK!!” Himchan threw up his hands, running his fingers through his hair, “I don’t need help hiding a dead body, just let me in, damnit!”

I sighed softly, shutting the door gently and sliding the chain off before opening it so Himchan could barrel into the room.

His first stop was the kitchen where he began to poke and prod at our coffee machine, starting up a fresh pot as he pulled down three mugs and started to put the right amount of coffee and creamer into each.

I sighed, sitting down onto the chair at the table as I watched him, “Alright, Chan… what’s going on… and what the hell are you wearing?” I glanced at the too large long sleeve t-shirt that hung off his shoulder and the plain sweat pants. His hair was a complete mess, and it was the most Un-Himchan I had ever seen him.

“Yongguk, I broke my rules… like… I broke all of them…” Himchan said, pouring coffee into two of the cup and bringing one to me before sitting down with the other.

I stared at Himchan for a minute, “Okay, You’re going to have to give me more than that… What do you mean you broke all of your rules?”

Himchan waved down to the clothes on his body, “I borrowed his clothes… I don’t do that, Yongguk, you know that… Even when I hang out over here with you and Jieun, I have never once borrowed any of your clothes… I just don’t do it.”

I shrugged, “I figured that was just because you were too good for my style clothing?”

“That too, just… shut up, Bang.” Himchan hissed, rubbing at his temples. “My clothes were soaked, so I borrowed his… and I had to leave mine there this morning because they were still wet.”

“Oh… You stayed the night with him?” I asked, a smile on my lips. The smile disappeared almost instantly as Himchan let out a pathetic noise. “, Himchan, I don’t speak whatever language that was… Just tell me what’s wrong? It’s just some clothes…”

The chair across from us pulled out and Jieun sat down with her coffee, staring at me, “Guk… He’s freaking out because he was domestic last night. He went over to someone’s place and stayed the night and didn’t have . He left things behind, and he wore their clothes… how much more of a ‘relationship’ can you get?”

I turned to look at Himchan, “You didn’t him?”

Himchan shook his head.

“He didn’t you?”

Another shake of his head.

“No s?”

A pathetic head shake this time.

“Jesus, Chan, you didn’t even give the guy a ?”

Himchan let out a small wail, “Oh my god, stop rubbing it in, Guk! He cooked us something to eat and it was actually really good and we watched a ing movie and I fell asleep on his couch and he woke me up and we moved to the bed and I slept at his place… no ual touching or even mention of ual talking involved!!”

I sighed, picking up my coffee cup and taking a sip of it, “So you broke some rules, Himchan… was it really necessary to wake me up at this ungodly hour?”

Himchan pouted at me, “Guk… you’re my best friend, you’re supposed to be helping me!”

“Chan, you get way more than I do… I don’t think there is any advice that I can give you… unless you think you might actually like this guy…” I studied Himchan’s face as he continued to pout at me, and slowly I sat down my cup with a sigh, “You actually think you might like him, don’t you…”

“I mean… he’s just… he was really nice and sweet and he’s really hot and y and I don’t know Guk, I know I only spent one night with him, but I really liked being with him, even if we didn’t really even talk much… I just don’t know, Guk… Help me!”

Jieun sighed, “Chan, if you want some good advice… Go for it… You deserve a great relationship… you can just screw around your whole life…”

“I agree with Jieun… maybe you should try going on a date with him… talk with him this time and see if you actually like him, then come to me for advice, okay?”

Himchan sighed, nodding a little, “Okay—Yah! What are you doing?” He complained as I pulled him up from the chair he was in.

“Well, I have now fulfilled your need for advice, I’m going back to bed and god forbids, you break any more rules by hanging out here…. Go on now, Chan… besides, don’t you have morning classes?”

Himchan stuck his tongue out at me, “ you, Guk.”

“Yah! That’s my , no talking about ing it, Chan!” Jieun shouted from the kitchen, earning a dark blush from me as Himchan made fake whipping noises.

“She’s got you good, Guk.”

Jieun had come up behind Yongguk and now helped me push Himchan out of our apartment, “Yeah, but he loves it. Bye chan! Good luck getting that !” She said, beaming before slamming the door behind him and locking it. Her fingers locked into mind and she drug me down the hall, “Hey would you look at the time!” She said.

“What?” I glanced at the clock on the wall as we passed it. “It’s not that late, babe… We still have plenty of time before class…”

“Exactly.” Jieun said, smirking as she flopped back onto the bed, dragging me down with her.

Yay~ I got this up in time, haha. I was worried that I wouldn't because HimUp was giving me problems because I wanted to write rough hot and it's not time for that.

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Welp, I have five days off from work (lol whut??), so in between cleaning, and I'm going to be busting my writing out alot more chapters for this because I want to move from 1 posting a week to 2 because waiting until Saturday just isn't working for me. I wanna post more, haha.

Hope you all are enjoying, and here yah go~ We get to be inside Himchannie's head for a bit, then a bit of Yongguk~ Wonder what's next kekeke~

Cuddles,
Lynn