Finally (1/1)

Hey, guys! It has been so long, right? I am so, so sorry. School got on the way, but don’t worry. It’s my Christmas break now so I have lots of free time. Yay! ＼(^o^)／Sorry for not updating Painful Attraction yet. (¯―¯٥) It’s still in progress, so in order to not lose you, lovely readers, I’m back with this oneshot. I hope you’ll like this. Aaaaaand! Forgive my mistakes :D“Just be a man and ask him out! You’re the older man, dude.” Sungyeol-hyung hit my right shoulder in a comforting manner.I was staring at the man I loved the most. Sungyeol-hyung, being my best friend, was the only one that knew about my feelings for the group’s maknae. I was a coward. Yes, a very big coward. I couldn’t risk my friendship with him. He’s just too precious. What if he’s a homophobe? What if he thinks I’m disgusting when he knows I’m in love with him? All these what ifs kept bothering me more than my one-sided love bothered me.I let out a sigh. “Hyung, what if he doesn’t like me? What if I ruin our friendship with my confession? I don’t like that.”Sungyeol-hyung just shook his head. I bet he was also conflicted. I couldn’t blame him though. He knew how close Sungjong and I was.“I’ll think of ways to help you. Don’t worry,” he smiled at me reassuringly.“Boys! Two minutes!” We both looked at our manager, informing us that there’s only two more minutes before we shoot the MV for the title track of our newest mini album.“Thank you, hyung,” I sincerely said. God knew how much I’d owe him if he’s really able to help.He smiled at me again, patting my back, as we stood up to go to the first place where we would dance the choreography of the song. It’s so hot and it would be hard moving with all the stones on the ground. I glanced at Sungjong and saw him looking at me. Wait. What? Lee Sungjong was looking at me? I blinked a few times, trying to see clearly. He smiled at me before he positioned himself on his spot. I didn’t know how to react.“Man, that was just a smile. It’s not your first time receiving that smile of his,” Sungyeol-hyung whispered, laughing softly after.No. He didn’t understand. Sure, I was taken aback by his smile, like it always did; but what I was thinking about right now was how I caughthim looking at me. Whatever. I was thinking too much. I cleared my mind so I could dance perfectly and this shooting would end quicker. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ I got to use the bathroom first since the hyungs said they were still tired. I was tired as well, but I didn’t want to be bothered by the thought of having to wash up later when I’m already resting. It took me a long time in the bathroom. I was thinking of that embarrassing moment during the MV shooting.“Argh!” I pulled my wet, blonde hair. “How can you let him see you looking at him? So careless, Sungjong.Pabo!” I scoldedmyself. Thanks to the water rushing out from the telephone shower my voice couldn’t be heard outside. Iquickly finished bathing simply because it’s not a good idea to stay in the shower with a tired body. I might get fatigue.I went to my shared room with two of my hyungs, Hoya-hyung and Sungyeol-hyung, expecting a quiet place to sleep. My hopes were shattered when I saw Sungyeol-hyung on my bunk.“I thought you’re with the others in the living room, hyung. But why are you in my bed?” I asked sassily, my left hand placed on my hips while my right hand has its index finger pointing at Sungyeol-hyung.Sungyeol-hyung laughed. “Chill, Sungjong-ah. I just want to talk to you.”“About what?” I asked again, climbing up my bunk and shoving Sungyeol-hyung to the side to make space for me.“Myungsoo,” Sungyeol-hyung replied straightforwardly, face suddenly becomes serious.I gulped the big lump that formed in my throat. Sungyeol-hyung was seen as choding by the fans. He was, really. But he could be scary, too. Like this time.“I – w-we – what about him, hyung?” I asked nervously.“Do you like him? I know I’m not in place to ask and say things, but do you like him? If yes, can you stop liking him? If not, can you keep a safe distance from him? You’re always so close with him. I know he initiates most of your skinships, but you can avoid him,” Sungyeol-hyung said, staring directly at me.We were interrupted by Hoya-hyung, entering with just a towel wrapped from his waist down. “Sungyeol-ah, you can use the bathroom now. No one wants it.” Hoya-hyung said, opening his closet.Sungyeol-hyung smiled at me. “I’m counting on you, maknae-yah.” He ruffled my drying hair before getting down and heading to the bathroom.I got ready to bed, mind lost in thought. I lost my appetite, too. I suddenly didn’t want to eat dinner. Did Sungyeol-hyung like L-hyung? I didn’t know why I was crying. L-hyung wasn’t mine. He didn’t know about my feelings in the first place. I didn’t know how it happened, but I found myself drifting off to sleep. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ “Jong-ie~” I shook him lightly to wake him up. It’s almost past dinner time. He was the only one who had not eaten yet. Gyu-hyung was getting furious already. “Sungjong-ie~” I tried again, but he didn’t even stir in his sleep. I suddenly stared at him. From his soft locks which covered some parts of his face, to his eyes which appear to be big even when they are closed, and his cute nose that is just so perfect. My eyes travelled further down his face and landed on his pink, kissable lips. Even without lipstick, they still appeared to have that pink shade that matched his face. I was unaware of what I was doing, caressing his cheeks tenderly as I stared at his luscious lips. I wondered how it would feel to kiss those lips. I bet they are soft.Sungjong groaned. I was about to retract my hand but he spoke again in his sleep. “L-hyung,” he said.I froze, not knowing how to react. I was so lost and shocked, but I found myself leaning closer to Sungjong’s. My heart was beating erratically and my breaths were becoming heavy. My lips were just centimeters away from his when his eyes fluttered open. I’m too shocked to act quickly and I was unable to move away. I just stared at his big, doe eyes with my shocked eyes. My brows furrowed when I couldn’t see the usual twinkle in his eyes. All I saw was sadness and… wait. Why were his eyes red and puffy? I moved away from him and asked him, “What happened, Sungjong-ah? Did you cry? Are you okay?” I pulled him up so he was now sitting in front of me. He just sighed and shook his head. He went down his bunk without uttering even a single word. I was left alone in their room, dumbfounded.I went down his bed and followed him outside. I saw him on the couch, eating an apple, with Hoya-hyung. They were talking about something I couldn’t hear because of my distance, and Sungjong was smiling. He’s smiling at Hoya-hyung but he didn’t smile at me when I woke him up. I suddenly felt jealousy rushing over me. I couldn’t go and yell at them because Sungjong was not mine. I grabbed my cap and my hoodie and was about to get out when Sungyeol-hyung appeared, throwing an arm at me.“Where are you going, Myungsoo-yah?” He asked.“Out. To get some fresh air,” I replied simply.“Wait for me then. I’ll go with you,” he said, running in his room to get something for disguise.When he’s gone, I looked at the living room and saw Hoya-hyung and Sungjong-ie looking at me. Or us? The jealousy I was feeling was now replaced by confusion when I saw Sungjong’s eyes. In them was a look of hurt. Why? Why could I see pain in his eyes whenever he looked at me?“Let’s go!” Sungyeol-hyung appeared, clinging on to my arm and dragging me out the house.Once the door closed, he removed his arm and became serious. “So, what’s the deal with you?”I looked at him. He surely knew me. I shook my head and told him what happened in the dorm just a while ago.“Oh. About that. I asked him if he likes you. It was too obvious that he does because he was taken aback by my question. I didn’t wait for him to answer because I already know, so I continued speaking and told him to back off,” he said proudly.“Hyung! Why did you do that?” I yelled. Thankfully, the street was empty because it’s almost midnight.“What? I said I’ll help you, right? It was effective! See the pain in his eyes? He’s jealous,” He explained.“I know! But I don’t like seeing him like that,” I said, still a bit angry at him.“Look, Myungsoo. I am acting like the bad guy to Jong-ie. I am being a bitch who’s so in love with you just to get the reaction you wanted from him. And now you’re angry at me? I was just trying to help you, coward. Now, we both know he likes you, too. It’s your turn to act now. I’m done with my part,” he said, walking ahead of me.Realization hit me and I called for him. “Hyung! Wait!” I shouted.He stopped and looked back at me, waiting for me.“What will I do? I don’t know how or where to start,” I admitted, looking down.I felt a hand on my shoulder.“Don’t worry. I didn’t do that bitch thing without a plan,” Sungyeol-hyung said, smiling cheekily. “We both are actors. You won’t have any problem with this.” ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ I was really shocked when L-hyung’s face was so near me when I woke up. But I was way too shocked when he knew I cried. I was about to hug him but I rememberedYeollie-hyung’s words.When I was outside, Hoya-hyung was the first person I saw. I was glad that it was him. My second favorite hyung was Hoya-hyung. First was L-hyung, of course.We talked about random things. Hoya-hyung talked about Gyu-hyung. He always teased our leader even when there’s camera. He made me feel a little better.“Thank you, hyung,” I said, smiling at him.“It’s okay, Jong-ie. I’m always here. Talk to me when you’re ready,” hyung replied.Our conversation was interrupted by Sungyeol-hyung’s loud voice. I saw how he touched L-hyung and the familiar feeling of jealousy hit me again. I suddenly felt my eyes heating up. L-hyung looked at me. I couldn’t look away from his stare. Why was he looking at me like that? My thoughts were stopped when Yeollie-hyung came back. When I saw him clinging on to L-hyung’s arm, that’s when I looked away.“Sungjong-ie?” Hoya-hyung spoke.“Hyung,” I didn’t know why but I just broke down and cried on Hoya-hyung.“Sshhh… it’s okay. Just cry,” he said, rubbing my back up and down comfortingly. I was glad he didn’t ask any more questions. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ After talking about our plan, we went straight home. We sawSungjong on Hoya-hyung’s back. Worry suddenly showered me cold.“Hyung! What happened? Is he alright?” I asked, running to them.Hoya-hyung looked at me. I couldn’t read his expressions. “He’s okay now. Can I talk to you, Myungsoo? Or maybe you, too, Sungyeol-ie?”I looked at Sungyeol-hyung.“Sure, hyung,”Sungyeol-hyung said.We followed Hoya-hyung to their room and watched him as he tucked Jong-ie in bed. Before leaving, I kissed the maknae’s forehead, Hoya-hyung eyeing me in a way that gave me chills.“So, what’s up with you?” Hoya-hyung asked when we’re back in the living room.I didn’t know what to answer. I looked at Sungyeol-hyung for help. He just rolled his eyes on me and started explaining. Of course, he’d start at saying how I was a coward. Geez! This hyung, really. Anyway, everything he said was true and very detailed. Hoya-hyung just nodded after Sungyeol-hyung was done explaining our plan.“Okay. Just make it quick. We don’t want to lose our sweet, adorable maknae,” Hoya-hyung said, standing up probably to rest already. It had been a long day. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ The next two days were preparation for my confession to Sungjong. Sometimes, Hoya-hyung would help, other times he’d hang out with Sungjong to forget me. It kind of pained me. I was anxious of what might happen. I hoped that he wouldn’t forget me and fall for Hoya-hyung instead. I sighed. I guessed that wouldn’t happen because we still hanged out. I didn’t know if he was faking his cheerfulness when he’s with me. I hoped not. I sighed again.“Dude, the preparation is done. It will be okay. Stop sighing!” Sungyeol-hyung said.I sighed one last time before going to Sungjong. I fixed myself and prepared my mind.“Jong-ie?” I knocked. “Are you there?” ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ I just got out of the bathroom and was now facing my wardrobe. Hoya-hyung asked me out. He said I needed to dress up because he was to take me out on a date. I was about to protest but he interrupted me, saying, “I’m not asking if you want to come on a date with me. I’m telling you we’ll go on a date.” Yes, I remember his exact words.I removed the fourth pair of jeans I tried on, thinking I wouldn’t find a good top for that. I sighed, crossing my arms around my chest. I was looking for another pants or maybe shorts when the door opened. I looked at whoever was that person not knowing how to knock. I stared at him for a moment before screaming. I grabbed anything that can cover me up and got Hoya-hyung’s comforter.“Why didn’t you knock, hyung?!” I asked, furious. For fuck’s sake, I’m only in my boxers!“I-I knocked, b-but y-you didn’t a-an-answer,” L-hyung said, stuttering. His hands moved, pointing to the door, in a weird, awkward way.I sighed. I guessed I was too immense, thinking of my clothes and of the date with Hoya-hyung to forget L-hyung. “Okay. What is it?”“I will j-just wait for you o-outside,” he said, still stuttering.“Okay. Wait up.”Once he closed the door, I picked a random blue shorts and a white top. I guessed this will be fine. I decided to go talk to him first and will continue preparing later. I still got two more hours.I saw him drinking water in the dining room. I sat across him. “What is it, hyung?” ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ I gulped down the water quite exaggeratingly. I braced myself before speaking. “I have a favor to ask of you, Sungjong-ah. Can you tell Sungyeol-hyung to come to the café where we usually hangout? The three of us? I…” I took a deep breath before continuing. “I want to propose to him. You see… I… uh… I really like him. Like… a lot. Will you help me? Just tell him go to the café at six later.”I saw his expression changed. His jaws tightened. I sighed, mentally apologizing to him. He finally said yes and left me immediately after. I shook my head. “Just two more hours, Jong-ie. I promise you won’t have that expression again. You’ll only smile with me. I promise. Just wait a little bit more.”I got up and went to my room to change. I should look perfect. I wore a black skinny jeans and a plain gray shirt, topped with my favorite black jacket which Jong-ie gave on my birthday two years ago.I went out my room and saw him all prepared. He looked so beautiful. He was wearing a white shirt, tucked in a blue shorts where he put a belt on. I couldn’t wait for him to finally be mine. God, I wanted to hug him right at that moment.He was playing with his phone so he didn’t see me. When I was at the door, wearing my shoes, he finally looked up from his phone and at me.“I already told him, hyung. Good luck!” He said with a smile, but the usual sparkles in his eyes were absent.“Thanks.” I shortly replied, wanting to get away from there as soon as possible. I couldn’t take in his pained expressions. Also, I have to do a final check of the place. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ It’s almost six in the evening now, just half an hour more. I sighed and got ready to leave. I bet Hoya-hyung was already there. I guessed I needed to open up for Hoya-hyung now. L-hyung will propose to Sungyeol-hyung. I wouldn’t have any chance for L-hyung.I was almost there when I realized that the café we’ll have our date was the same café L-hyung and Sungyeol-hyung will be. This is pure bullshit.I entered the café with a heavy heart. I was pissed. I was mumbling nonsense to myself to I didn’t realize the setup of the café. I kept walking and then I felt it was so strange. The café seemed empty. I lifted my face and looked around me. There was so one. There should be at least Hoya-hyung or L-hyung here, assuming Sungyeol-hyung was just on his way.I saw one table on my left that was the only one touched. I meant, all other tables were empty. This one particular table was designed romantically. There was no red on it, but I found it really romantic because everything was yellow. My favorite. Hoya-hyung must have prepared a lot. I wonder where he was.Honestly, I wonder where L-hyung and Sungeyeol-hyung were. There were no private rooms in this café. I guessed they went elsewhere because Hoya-hyung came in first. I smiled. Maybe Hoya-hyung was worth it, as well.I slowly went to the table. It was covered with a pastel shade of yellow, along with the two empty chairs. They looked cute. There were yellow roses. Yellow roses meant friendship, as far as I knew. Maybe Hoya-hyung wanted to take it slow? I didn’t care. It’s okay for me to go slow so I could love him fully, without thinking of L-hyung.All the utensils for food were arranged in their right places. The whole table looked neat. I smiled. I was about to sit down when a sweet melody played. I searched for its source and found a beautiful lady in a cute yellow dress, playing a harp skillfully. She looked really pretty. Too bad I’m gay. I giggled softly at my own thoughts.My admiration of the lady was interrupted by L-hyung’s voice. “Hi, Jong-ie.”Wait. L-hyung? I turned my head at his direction quite abruptly that my neck hurt. I hissed while massaging it. He ran to me and asked if I was okay. I nodded. When the pain subsided, I looked at him.“What are you doing here? Have you seen Hoya-hyung? Or is this supposedly yours and Sungyeol-hyung?”He laughed. Oh, god. L-hyung’s laugh was so mesmerizing, accompanied by the harp’s sound.“Jong-ie, you know whose color is yellow,” he said.I nodded, confused.“Sit,” he said, pulling out a chair for me.I sat at the chair, looking at him. He chuckled. I guessed confusion was all over my face. He sat at the opposite chair.A waiter came and poured water in the goblet, and wine in the wine glass. Another waiter came and brought food this time. All the foods looked delicious.“Hyung, I didn’t know they serve meals here,” I said, more to my confusion.With a smile, L-hyung replied, “It’s a special order. I talked to the owner and said they can prepare any other than pastries, coffees and teas.”I nodded. “So, why are we here again?”“You still didn’t get it, love?” He asked.“What? L-love?” What in effin’ hell’s happening? My heart beat so fast now that it might explode any time soon.“Yes. You. Love. I asked Sungyeol-hyung and Hoya-hyung for help.” He said, having his first bite of the steak.“Y-you mean, Hoya-hyung doesn’t really like me? And you… you-oh my god!” I stood up, eyes and mouth wide – completely shocked. ♦ • ♦♦♦ • ♦ I laughed at his expression when he finally realized. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. I felt him tensed in my embrace. I rested my chin on his shoulder.“Yes, Lee Sungjong. I am proposing to you right now. So, will you be mine?” I asked.I received no response. After a while, I heard him sniff. Was he crying? I felt a light punch on my arms around him.“I hate you.” He started. “I thought I already lost you to Sungyeol-hyung. I thought I have to forget you. I thought I already lost my chance. I thought…” he wasn’t able to finish his words for he was now crying.I hugged him tighter and hushed him. Once he had settled down, I walked back to my chair. I smiled at him.“I’m sorry, love. I took too long to come to you.”He shook his head. “I’m sorry as well, hyung. I was a coward.”“No, Jong-ie. I was also a coward. I was afraid you’d reject me.”He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but I interrupted him.“I love you. It’s okay now. All those regrets don’t matter now. I love you. I love you, so please be mine, Sungjong-ie,” I said, reaching for his hand on the table.His tears kept running down his cheeks but he smiled. “Yes, hyung. Of course, I will. You know I will. I love you, too. So so much.”I kissed the back of his hand, smiling. “Now, stop crying, love, and eat. Let’s not waste the food.” I laughed.He nodded, laughing softly as well.“But hyung, why did you put yellow roses? They mean friendship. Only friendship.”I heard him ask in the middle of our meal. I smiled at him. I couldn’t stop smiling, to be honest.“I know. Yellow roses, because I want our friendship to last forever. I want you to be my best friend, forever.”I pulled out a red rose from under the linen cloth. I remembered I should thank Sungyeol-hyung later for his weird ideas and how he was able to hide this flower there. I smiled, giving him the one red rose. “In a romantic way, of course.”His tears came out again, but I know they were tears of joy. He got the rose from me and put it down beside his wine glass. He stood up and hugged me.“I love you, L-hyung,” he said.I hugged him back. “I love you, too.”I hope you read this until the end. I know this is a lot crappy, but please, don’t hate me. ( ･ั﹏･ั) I really wanted to write something romantic, but ugh it’s really hard! I think I need to watch a lot of romances now. Yes, dear friends. I don’t watch romance movies. (ー_ー) But whatever. I need inspiration to give you good stories so I’ll find them in the movies.Don’t forget to tell me your thoughts! I need to know what I lack and try to improve. Yes, people. I demands comments. (*>_<*)ﾉ Just kidding tho. (*^^)v But really, I hope you, guys, will leave a comment. Please~  (｡ŏ﹏ŏ)Thank you for reading!