Kim Dokja X Yoo Joonghyuk Stories

(idk what to call this one)

Kim Dokja rubs his temples, the numbers hurt his brain, the was only so much math in one go he could take. The professors talking slowly turns into mushed up blabbing in his head, causing him to groan a little, slumping down further in his seat.

"Mr Kim. Do you have something to share with the class? Or are you done wasting my time." He jolts up, an ashamed look on his face, Kim Dokja pulls his hood up over his face, laughter abrupting loudly around him.  "I apologize sir, maybe if your voice wasn't as flat as Michelle's ass, then people would pay attention." He mumbles, gritting his teeth at the old man.

Loud laughs and gasps fill the room, the professor's face goes red with rage.

"Mr Kim, due to your constant disrespect of my teaching, this class will be given an essay, a group project and you will be spending the rest of your night helping the janitors clean the cafeteria. Class dismissed"

The class scowls at Kim Dokja, throwing slurs and insults at him as he walks out the door. Damn.

Author-nim: Yoo Joonghyuk yawns, he was waiting for Kim Dokja to exit his class. He sees Kim Dokja leaving the door, he runs up to him, hugging him immediately. "Hey." He nuzzles his head between Kim Dokja's neck.

"Oh, Kim Dokja. Seems I'm late." A man walks up to Kim Dokja, not surprising Kim Dokja as much as Yoo Joonghyuk. "Something wrong? You look pale." He touches Kim Dokja's cheek, caressing it. "You're not like your usual self." Yoo Joonghyuk uttered, moving his head but still resting on Kim Dokja's shoulder.

"Kim Dokja, we should head to that new cafe down the street, I'm pretty sure Yoo Joonhyun is busy, so there's no bother asking." Yoo Joonhyun moves his hand to Yoo Joonghyuk's cheek, squeezing and pulling it, "Oh really? Or is it that you don't want to invite me?" Yoo Joonghyuk groans, Yoo Joonhyun continuing to play with Yoo Joonghyuk's face.

Kim Dokja yawns, nodding a bit, "I'm fine, I need a break from thinking, take me" He flops back, trust falling into Yoo Joonhyun's arms, he didn't feel like walking anymore.

Yoo Joonhyun hoists Kim Dokja onto his shoulder, patting his backside a little, smirking over at Yoo Joonghyuk, who huffs loudly.

The smell of coffee flooded Kim Dokja's nose, making him kick his legs like a child until he was set down. "Thank you-" He pats Yoo Joonhyun's cheek gently, rushing over to the counter.

Yoo Joonghyuk smiles, resting his head on top of Kim Dokja's, scanning over the menu hanging above them. Short

Author-nim: "I want... A iced tea." Yoo Joonghyuk mutters, holding Kim Dokja's hand. "I'll probably get what I usually get, a black coffee." Yoo Joonhyun grabs Kim Dokja's hand, other hand. The two looks at Kim Dokja, "What do you want,"

"Hyung" "Hoobae."

The two lock eye contact, scowling at each other. Yoo Joonghyuk nuzzles himself further into Kim Dokja, while Yoo Joonhyun scoots closer to Kim Dokja, holding his hand and placing it on his own lap.

Kim Dokja glances at the two brothers, 'They're handsy today..eh, I haven't seen them since breakfast, it's only natural' Shrugging the thought off, he lists off the details of his boba to the barista, one of the siblings peeping in when he forgets something.

The small balls break in contact with his mouth, delicious jelly like liquid spills out onto his tongue, a huge smile spreads from ear to ear. A muffled 'Thank You' seeps out through his mouth filled with boba, Yoo Joonghyuk slides his hand under the table to grab onto Kim Dokja's knee, Yoo Joonhyun does the same. Both hands exploring around until they meet each other, both thinking it's Kim Dokja, they interlock their fingers with one another. "Kim Dokja, who knew you could actually reciprocate" Yoo Joonhyun laughs, looking up to meet Kim Dokja's eyes, both of his hands encased around the plastic cup of his drink, he sips happily, confused as ever.