Bye, My First

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It's like not very real for Jungwoo. What did just happen? It was really hard for Jungwoo to take it all in.

So, this feeling was not one sided?

"Really sorry that you had to hear that from Doyoung hyung. I didn't know that he'll say that right here but actually, I was planning on confessing today."

Taeyong and Doyoung heard what Jaehyun said. Both of them were clapping silently. At least they need to know what Jungwoo was thinking. He was not saying a word and just stood there with his head hung low.
"Kim Jungwoo, I swear to God if you don't say anything right now, I'm gonna reveal everything about you right here."

Taeyong patted Doyoung's head and told him to calm down. "I trust your magic."

"I really thought you won't feel the same and that's the reason why I did not say it."
Jungwoo was still standing still. Jaehyun kept his eyes on him.
"I see you everyday at the football field. You don't know how hurt I was when Yuta hyung announced your relationship with him. Remember I got up banging the table. I was jealous. And those guys with whom we had the match, you were so friendly with them.... actually, you are friendly with everyone except me, I guess."
This time, Jungwoo looked up and he was about to say something but Jaehyun was not finished yet. He needs to get it off from him. He's been keeping it for too long.
"Remember when we had the first alcohol party you got drunk and the next day you woke up, you were laying on my chest. I did it. If you were awake, you could have heard how fast my heart was beating. And the day you left, everyone got a note and you didn't leave me one. Do you know how sad I was? And I even came for you at the airport but you were already at the security gate. I couldn't stop you."

Jungwoo got something to say, he took a step forward. "But I did left you a note. And I did try to get close to you."
That's what he wanted to say.
Jungwoo just hit the point. "About Yuta hyung, we are just friends and no more than that. I had a misunderstanding."
Doyoung was itching for Jungwoo to be straightforward. He was not coming to the point. He wanted to walk out and bang their heads for being so stupid but he had no choice but to let out a long breath of stress.
The conversation was going nowhere.

What on earth are they doing? Is it the end of this?

Doyoung felt so frustrated. He was about to walk out of the room but then Jungwoo opened his mouth.
"I thought that you had something with Taeyong hyung, so I didn't approach you. I didn't wanna cause misunderstanding between you guys but turns out that I misunderstood your relation. When Doyoung hyung said that he and Taeyong hyung are dating, I felt relieved but at the same time a sad feeling hit me."

Jaehyun just stood there ready to hug Jungwoo if he breaks down. He knew that Jungwoo looks strong but he really isn't. He just listened to what Jungwoo had to say. He let out a laugh and looked at Jungwoo, "To be honest, Taeyong hyung knew that I like you. You don't know how much he teased me. He would just look at me whenever you pass by and those festival days....that was where l almost lost my breath."

"Didn't I tell you, Kim Doyoung that Jaehyun would say that? You owe me a kiss."
Doyoung gave him a look and continued what he was doing. He completely ignored Taeyong. The latter pulled him inside and locked the door.
"Let them have their own talk. Now, can we get down to business?"

"Now's not the time. I'll give you the kiss I owe you later after their problem."
Taeyong cared little about Jaehyun and Jungwoo. Not because he don't like them, they don't need to listen to the whole conversation. He pulled Doyoung and pushed him on the bed. "What is wrong with you, Lee Taeyong?" Doyoung has never seen this side of Taeyong.
"Trying to kiss you, of course."
Doyoung took a deep breath and pecked Taeyong's lips. "Done? Let's just sleep then."
Doyoung was trying to escape from Taeyong.
"That was not a kiss. Lemme show you what real kiss is."
That was it. Doyoung opened the door and came rushing out. He ignored the two hopeless romantic standing there and walked in the kitchen for a glass of water. His face was red.