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Just Fucking Write - Day 92

Prompt: A continuation of

Day 88

Day 89

Day 90

A/N: Bbangmil real! This is turning into its own fic at this point. You can thank IST themselves for this entry. They aren’t useful for much, but…

Hyunjae stirred and noticed his face was buried in someone’s chest. He must have rolled over during the night and burrowed into Juyeon’s chest. Except this chest was wider. And the arms around him were longer with the muscles more lean. As he woke up more, the previous night came back to him. The fight. The accusations.

“Morning sunshine,” Younghoon said, nosing at Hyunjae’s hair.

”Morning,” he grunted back. “We didn’t?”

”Nothing happened,” Younghoon assured him. “I heard you come back here crying so I came to check on you. Just some cuddling and you sleeping.”

”You didn’t sleep?” Hyunjae asked, looking up at the other man.

”I told you. I don’t sleep,” Younghoon smiled back at him. “But I almost fell asleep a few times. You’re quite restful to have in bed.”

”Oh, you’re welcome?” Hyunjae replied. Younghoon laughed, a rumble that spread to Hyunjae’s own chest.

”Thank you,” Younghoon kissed Hyunjae’s forehead. Hyunjae was going to protest, but then he remembered Younghoon kissing at least 3 other members on the cheek or forehead. It was normal for him. Hyunjae wrapped his arms around Younghoon’s neck and brought their bodies even closer together.

”I should go,” Hyunjae whispered, his breath ghosting over Younghoon’s ear.

”This is your room,” Younghoon pointed out.

”I mean go find Juyeon,” Hyunjae said after a long pause.

“If you’re ready to have that conversation,” Younghoon replied. Hyunjae pulled back and looked at him.

”What does that mean?” He asked.

”I don’t think he stayed in his room last night, but that’s just my suspicion based on some noises I don’t normally hear around here at night,” Younghoon replied. Hyunjae sat up.

”Like what?” He asked.

”Like I don’t think Eric was watching porn without headphones last night,” Younghoon replied. Hyunjae opened his mouth like he was going to say something then got out of bed and left the room. Younghoon got up after him even though it was futile to try and stop him.

”I don’t think…” he began. By that point, Hyunjae was pounding on Eric’s door.

“Juyeon! Come out here!” Hyunjae yelled. He heard rustling and voices coming from inside the room. One of them was definitely deep enough to be Juyeon’s. The door opened and revealed Eric looking sheepish and Juyeon in the bed, the covers pulled up to his neck.

”What. Did. You. Do?” Hyunjae demanded, shaking from rage. He felt arms snake around his waist and Younghoon rested his chin on Hyunjae’s shoulder.

”Don’t do anything you’ll regret,” the other man cautioned.

”What did you do?” Juyeon countered, looking at Younghoon’s arms around Hyunjae’s waist.

”Nothing,” Hyunjae insisted. “I was crying, Younghoon heard me, and he came in to see if I was okay. I don’t think you can say the same.”

”You were crying?” Juyeon asked.

”I fingered him,” Eric confessed at the same time.

”You what?” Hyunjae turned his attention to the youngest member.

”It was my idea,” Eric said.

”I don’t care whose idea it was. He should’ve said no. Unless, of course, I was right and he does want you more than me,” Hyunjae replied.

”It wasn’t like that,” Juyeon said.

”What was it like then?” Hyunjae demanded. By this point, the other members were starting to emerge from their rooms and congregate in the hall.

“What’s going on?” Sangyeon stepped past the others, still in his boxers, and looking irritated.

”Tell him,” Hyunjae’s gaze was still locked on Eric. “Tell them all what you did.”

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If only it ended that way

➵ Pairings: none

➵Featuring: Younghoon and Hyunjae (TBZ)

➵Warnings: angst, fighting, blood, depictions of violence, mentions of death and car accidents, Bbangmil as bestfriends!

➵ Word count: 1K

➵ a/n: This is my first work on Tumblr, so I am actually a bit nervous but well, here it goes. Hope you guys enjoy it. Reblogs/ feedbacks are very much appreciated.❤️ (Also, apologies for any cringe)

Younghoon stomped up to his best friend, jolting him by the shoulder as he let out a yell. “Watch it, Hoon!” Hyunjae looked up to see thunder drawn all over the guy’s face, a rare sight. 

Without paying any heed to him, Younghoon dragged his collar to the empty science lab which wasn't occupied since the morning. Confusion took over Hyunjae as the other kicked the door shut in rage.

“Hoon, what’s wrong?” His voice held a hint of distress which only increased as his friend turned around, his nostrils flaring up as he walked towards Hyunjae. 

“What’s ‘wrong’? You tell me, Jae? How could you do this?” 

Tears brimmed in his eyes as he blinked them back, his jaw tensed up. Hyunjae’s brows crinkled as he glanced around, utterly confused as currents of panic bolted through his mind. He genuinely had no idea what nonsense his friend rattled on about.

“I swear to god, Hoon, I have no clue what you’re saying!” He yelled at him, making a furious Younghoon lose his patience, slamming a hard hand across Hyunjae’s face as he winced in pain. Holding his cheek, the guy was instantly provoked, a rush of fury filling him before striking his strong fist on Younghoon’s jaw as he fell on the floor, busting his lower lip. He gasped, noticing the blood from his wound imprint the white wooden floor. He coughed, tossing himself on the opposite side with his back to the ground as Hyunjae abruptly charges at him.

“The pictures! You leaked them, didn't you?” Younghoon managed to squeak out as he gripped the brunet male’s collar and knocked another blow, this time in his torso as he let out an agonizing yell, throwing his body beside him. Hyunjae shut his eyes, catching his breath as he groaned, the pain electrocuting his abdomen. His mind began to ponder on what the guy next to him just said.

“What… pictures?” He let out, his stomach giving in to the throbbing ache.

Younghoon breathed heavily, his black hair now damp, sticking to the sides of his face as he turned to look at him. 

“The pictures of the papers I sent you…” He paused to gulp some air, “the ones for… the exam on Tuesday.”

Hyunjae’s mouth fell open as his brain recalled last night. 

It was a well known opinion, more like fact, that the two were extremely pea-brained when it came to geography. And to the professors it seemed a good idea to hold a geography and history exam on Tuesday.

Which was why Younghoon decided to threaten his good-boy image and sneak into the department head’s room and take a peek into their upcoming assessment, all while sending the snapshots of the paper to his best friend. Hyunjae whipped his head in Younghoon’s direction as he grew anxious.

“Wha- no, Hoon, I’d never do anything like that!” His voice slightly trembled as he pushed himself up on his elbow, his wet brown strands intruding his eyelids.

The sounds of uneven breathing filled the room as impenetrable silence followed. Younghoon’s face scrunched in agony as he propped himself up, facing the bruised male. 

“You really didn’t?” Younghoon asked him, his voice calmer than before. Hyunjae shook his head without any hesitation, implying that he, in fact, didn’t do it. 

“I needed that paper as much as you did, Hoon. Besides you’re my best friend, I’d never do anything to put you in trouble.”

A wave of remorse washed over Younghoon as he heard the confession. The teacher had caught him and deducted 20 points off his academic record due to potential breach of staff privacy and cheating, and that angered him, given that he worked his butt off this semester. 

“They’re deducting my points, Jae.” 

“So what?” Hyunjae retaliated, shoving the chestnut strands away from his eyes, “Tell him you aren’t the only one involved in this.”

Younghoon’s eyebrows wrinkled at this suggestion. 

“What the heck do you mean?”

“I mean, tell him I told you to do this.” Hyunjae looked at him with pleading eyes. Despite the intense scars on his face which would put anyone under the impression that he went to war, his face was enough to persuade Younghoon. 

“Wait, but, what about it? I mean, it’s not like it’s going to save me, yeah?” 

“Yes…” Hyunjae began, his eyes infused with thought as he paused for a moment, then continued. “But we will both get points deducted.”

Bewilderment made its way into Younghoon yet again as he raised his brow, scrutinizing his friend. “Seriously?”

“At least we’re both getting in trouble together!” A hint of cheerfulness sparked within Hyunjae’s voice, his eyes gleaming with joy as he shot the guy a sheepish smile. Younghoon rolled his eyes, his lips breaking into an embarrassed grin as he playfully slapped the latter’s arm. 

“God, Jae, you and your ideas!” He remarked as they got up to their feet with their arms swung around each other, the loud voices echoing as they exited the science lab, grateful for the unbreakable friendship they shared.

Younghoon’s eyes blinked him back to reality as the roaring sound of thunder gushed in his ears. His smile faded as he gulped, a cold current running down his spine. Gloomy droplets of rain fell mercilessly just like the tears on his face as dark clouds loomed over him. His gaze shifted to the front, where a gray tombstone rested, with Hyunjae’s name on it. Flowers and pictures surrounded the stone, all overshadowed by the somber atmosphere.

Realization hit Younghoon, paralyzing his movement. He bit his lip as tears swelled up in his eyes, fogging his vision. After their disastrous brawl, the two were suspended and Hyunjae was involved in a fatal car collision, which killed him. Today was his funeral, and Younghoon couldn’t even sort things out with his best friend before he took his last breath. All he could hear now were tumultuous heart beats in his chest as the rain lashed down heavily.

If only he’d have trusted Hyunjae and not blatantly accused him. If only he would've forgave him.

Then maybe Hyunjae wouldn’t have driven rashly and crashed his car. Maybe he would be standing next to him this very minute.

If only things would’ve ended the way it did in his imagination.

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Just Fucking Write - Day 90

Prompt: Continuation of Day 89

Hyunjae heard a soft knock on the door.

“Go away,” he muttered into the pillow. His eyes were sore from crying and he wasn’t in the mood to deal with anyone.

“Not when I hear you crying and you never cry,” Younghoon said from the doorway.

“It was a movie,” Hyunjae mumbled.

“So you just so happened to start watching a movie at 2am when you sleep in your room for the first time in months? Sorry, I’m not buying it,” Younghoon replied. Hyunjae felt the bed sink when Younghoon sat down. He lied down and held Hyunjae to his chest, their bare torsos touching. Hyunjae felt himself relax.

“I read somewhere that skin to skin contact is comforting,” Younghoon hooked his chin over Hyunjae’s shoulder. “You want to tell me the real reason you’re crying?”

“I think Juyeon is in love with Eric and we got in a fight about it,” Hyunjae told him.

“Like you think he’s cheating on you?” Younghoon asked.

“He’s just been, I dunno, different since Eric got back,” Hyunjae sighed.

“Haven’t we all?” Younghoon pointed out. The mood in the group had collectively risen with the return of their youngest member.

“I dunno how to describe it,” Hyunjae sighed.

“I’m sure once he’s slept alone for the first time in months, Juyeon will come around,” Younghoon said.

“Will you stay with me?” Hyunjae asked softly.

“As long as you need,” Younghoon replied, bumping the side of Hyunjae’s head with his nose.

“It’s more of a want than a need,” Hyunjae admitted.

“That’s fine too,” Younghoon smiled.

“This isn’t cheating, right?” Hyunjae asked.

“Me spooning you with our shirts off? I’ve been in the communal spaces with less clothing and touching someone I’m not dating so no, I don’t think this qualifies as cheating. This is one friend comforting another friend in a time of distress,” Younghoon gave Hyunjae a squeeze.

“But if I kissed you,” Hyunjae said.

“Pretty sure that qualifies as cheating,” Younghoon finished.

“Juyeon’s probably making out with Eric right now,” Hyunjae huffed.

“You don’t know that,” Younghoon reminded him.

“I don’t know what to think anymore,” Hyunjae replied.

”Stop thinking and start sleeping,” Younghoon instructed. He adjusted himself behind Hyunjae and began lightly rubbing the other man’s stomach. Hyunjae burrowed deeper into Younghoon’s chest.

”What about you?” Hyunjae asked.

”You know I don’t sleep,” Younghoon replied.

“Thank you,” Hyunjae said after a long pause.

”You’re welcome,” Younghoon nuzzled the other man’s hair. “Now sleep.”

Against his will, Hyunjae’s body gave in to sleep within a few minutes.

”Good boy,” Younghoon whispered.

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