Coincidence

Chapter 20

I've been thinking of writing a Jikook fanfic... but then I also have like 8 other otps to write for so...

Anyways I'm desperate to finish this thing before I die of embarrassment at the cringiness

Chapter 20

"I am sick and tired of his attitude! ARGHHHHH!"Daehyun screamed into his pillow as maknae Junhong rubbed his back.

"He could at least acknowledge my presence! For goodness sake!"

Junhong just nodded in response.

"Very interesting..."

Daehyun gave Junhong the dirtiest look he could muster, the kind that promised a smack to the face -- or to the balls.

Junhong raised his eyebrows and held up his hands in surrender.

"Not my fault he's PMSing."

"GODDAMMIT! I will make him pay attention to me! Just you wait!"Daehyun pointed an accusing finger at Junhong's nose.

Junhong back pedalled slowly with his arms still raised.

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Youngjae sat on the couch with a mug of hot chocolate, reading a book.

"Dude, you've read The Maze Runner like 183729382 times already."

"I know." Youngjae looked up from his book to glance at Himchan for two seconds, before his eyes were once again trained on the printed words.

"You know Daehyun really misses you."

Youngjae visibly froze, before burying his nose further into his book.

"What happened? You two were so happy! I mean, we all heard you at night...Ain't no one got time or money to replace your bed okay."

"He didn't tell me."

"What?"

"Remember when I was using that anonymous confession thing? He was the dude I talked to, so he knew that I basically hated him, and that I'm insecure about everything in life and..."

Youngjae exasperately clawed at his book.

"Bro you creeped on his computer?"

"The point is he lied to me."

Youngjae turned his head to the windows, trying to calm himself with the sound of rushing cars outside.

Himchan sighed. What drama these youngsters get into...

"Surely he just forgot about it? Or maybe he didn't think it was a big deal..."

"Well it's a big deal to me!"

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B.A.P were on a group trip together to relieve stress right before their new comback, with their first stop being the all too familiar L.A. They had reached a compromise with the company and they had been given a holiday before promotions for Matrix began.

"Okay idiots, come here. Here are your room keys and such. Normal roommates as per usual, don't sleep too late, we need you all in good condition for the upcoming album, you know the drill. Make sure you get tons of rest on this trip..."

At this Daehyun had already tuned the voice of his oh so beloved manager out, in favor of looking at his stubborn boyfriend standing a ways to his right.

The raven haired moron had become a little less cold, but he still seemed to sulk when they were alone, staring at him accusingly and he had yet to find out why. Daehyun longed to feel his beloved in his arms like he had just become used to in the past month, but Youngjae had suddenly decided that he wanted nothing to do with him one fine morning. No explaination, no scolding, just occasional glares and huffy fits. They were on speaking terms, but the cuddles on Youngjae's warm bed were now parts of history.

Tonight, Daehyun would carry out his plan. He liked to call it operation Daejae, although the only person that would be able to know that would be himself.

The plan was to seduce Youngjae into submission, in which they would have mind blowing intercourse which would urge Youngjae to tell him the truth. Great plan, huh? Daehyun was rather proud of himself.

The group hauled their luggage with them as they made their way to their luscious hotel rooms where they would be spending the week. Respective partners dumped their belongings on the carpeted floor, and then collapsing on the soft hotel beds. Nothing felt better after a long flight.

It was about ten at night, and everyone was exhausted from the bumpy plane ride, business class or not. They yearned for the springy mattresses, and not one person was up for human interaction, all except for one person.

Youngjae was sitting up on his bed which was near the window, back facing Daehyun and eyes looking out at the night view of the city. He was reading a new book and had his reading glasses perched on the edge of his nose bridge, which to this day still made Daehyun squeal a little inside. But now was not the time to be a fangirl, for he had to start his master plan.

Daehyun got up form his bed, thankfully making minimal noise, and crept silently towards Youngjae's slim figure. With the grace of a hippopotamus, okay okay, a swan, Daehyun wrapped his arms around Youngjae's neck.

"H-hyung, what are you doing?" Youngjae stuttered, stiffening under Daehyhn's grasp.

Daehyun didn't answer, but rather started kissing down his neck, sucking slightly as he went. His hands took to Youngjae's thighs, massaging them lightly. Youngjae eyes became hooded in mild pleasure, letting out barely audible moans.

"Daehyunnie..." Youngjae couldn't help but use his term of endearment, one that he hadn't used in a long time.

Daehyun teasingly lifted the other's shirt further and further up his chest, running his hand all over the smooth expanse of skin, until he reached the two pink nipples which were beginning to grow hard from his touch.

He brushed over one with his thumb as he continued to place love bites over Youngjae's shoulder and neck, coaxing even more sweet noises from his mouth. At this point, Youngjae had dropped his book off the bed where it'd probably be forgotten and his glasses were barely hanging on to his nose.

The younger man's head lolled back, giving Daehyun easier access, while he continued to mewl from his partner's loving touch. It suddenly struck him that he was facing the window, and that anyone could see into the brightly lit hotel room, specifically his naked chest.

Youngjae abruptly stood and pulled Daehyun to his own bed, which was out of sight from the window, pushing him down onto the soft mattress. It was his turn to be on top.

He cut straight to the chase and pulled Daehyun's shirt right off his body as well as his own, leaving the two in their coincidentally matching black skinny jeans.

"Mmmmm, Jae-ah..." Daehyun let out an embarrassing groan as Youngjae planted kisses from his mouth all the way to the waistband of his jeans, stopping just at the most sensitive area.

Youngjae could feel something hard against his thigh, as well as his own hard-on almost painful in his skin tight jeans. He hurriedly unbuttoned Daehyun's jeans, pulling them down his legs in a matter of a few seconds, as well his own right after.

The two sighed in relief as the restricting cloth was thrown across the room, leaving the two in just their underwear.

Youngjae grinded his hips downwards, the friction created giving the two men shivers of pleasure.

It wasn't long before the two were completely exhausted and sound asleep in each others' arms.

But Daehyun still didn't have his answer... And the other members still had no sleep.