Himchan was having his daily cup of Americano so peacefully in the morning.. he thought about how serene his cafe was today, that nothing could go wrong

Boy, was he wrong

A loud open and close from the door made him drop his americano in suprise.. luckily the cup was plastic.. but sadly his hundred dollar carpet was left with a horrible stain

He angrily looked up to his intruder, only to find a brunette with dishieveled hair and some tearful eyes, panting

of course...

it couldn't have been anyone else but his lovely annoying, but lovely lovely, little cousin Daehyun..

"HIMCHAN HYUNG!!!" 
shouted Daehyun, he was probably thinking that Himchan was at the other side of the mountain so he raised his volume to maximum that even a megaphone could be put to shame

either that, or he just simply wanted Himchan to go deaf

"WHAT THE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT AT 6 IN THE MORNING?!!" 
countered Himchan. Of course he wasn't going to lose

"It's about Youngjae!"

"What about Youngjae? did that brat finally get hit by a ten wheeler? Yes! finally! You have no idea how long I've been waiting fo-"

"No hyung! He did not get hit by a ten wheeler!"

"Well is it a bus then? it's not as painful as a ten wheeler, but he can still die from it, and that's good enough for me, c'mon Dae let's celebra-"

"No, hyung! Youngjae did not get hit by a ten wheeler.. HE WEN'T MISSING!"

"oh...awee..so what are you doing here?"

"Hyung! help me find Youngjae! It's suppose to be his day off today.. but when I woke up, he wasn't sleeping beside me, like he always does! You gotta help me, Himchan hyung!!"

"Yeah... goodluck with that"

"Please hyung! The love of my life went missing..You're the only one that can help me... I need your help... please hyung..." 
well, Daehyun had the courtesy to kneel in front of Himchan

"Oh My oh so powerful Cousin Himchan.... The person whom has stolen my heart was stolen from me... I need your help to retrieve my loving Princes-"

"Woah-woah-woah- Stop right there greaseball !.... ain't no way I'm helping you find that creep boyfriend of yours. He broke my favorite americano cup, remember?"

"But my Jaejae did not mean that, Please Himchan.." Daehyun finally broke to tears

"I cannot live without my love-"

"God Good, stop the sappy love drama! sorry kid.. ain't intrested"

"B-But- B-But"

"Out Daehyun.. go OUT"

"But-"

"Out."

"Hyung I-"

"DAEHYUN. GO OUT."

"Himchan hyun-"

"OUT."

"F-Fine! if you won't help me find Youngjae, then I guess, I'll have to find him myself!"

and then his of a cousin ran out crying like the he is

hehe.....
Himchan wanted to roll around laughing

but..much to Himchan's displeasure.. he couldn't help but feel that tiny black whole in his gut called guilt

Sure, Daehyun has never been the best cousin... and sure he has a boyfriend 10x the pain

but family was family no matter what...

nah.

what was Himchan thinking?! For a minute there he thought he actually felt sorry for his lovely lovely cousin

well... Daehyun did sound serious

what if Youngjae actually did go missing?!

what if Youngjae did die?!

Himchan shook his head at the thought

well.. Youngjae being dead did sound promising

but that was beside the point

so finally after a few hours of reluctant thinking..

He closed down his cafe for the day, and ran out the door. 

 

curses be baddled for the number of flyers Daehyun had put up in the whole district in the matter of 2 hours... actually scratch that, it's actually the whole city

now he just needed to find that lunatic of a cousin of his

but first... he picked up a flyer

The flyer had a fluffy picture of Youngjae in it, with his fluffy black raven hair, his fluffly cheeks, his fluffy lips.. fluffy literally screamed Youngjae

NAME: YOO YOUNGJAE
AGE: 22 YEARS , 7 MONTHS, 3 WEEKS, 4 DAYS OLD
HEIGHT: 177 CM
WEIGHT: 60 KLG.

IF FOUND PLEASE CONTACT JUNG DAEHYUN AT ********** AND THE HOME NUMBER ***-*** BY
21 CHEESECAKESTREET

PLEASE HELP ME FIND MY BOYFRIEND!

UNLIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE WOULDN'T HELP ME

YES. I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU, KIM HIMCHAN!

 

Well. Himchan was quick to rip the flyer into a million pieces and jump all over it's scattered parts, after mercilessly throwing it to the gorund 

"That little ." 
He spat 

Going on, he decided to move on forward without a destination. His objective was to find that cousin  his and get this junk over with.