Don't Deny

11

xi. Forever With Yoo

Daehyun's POV

All of us are waiting for Youngjae at the airport. We decided to pick him up so he can feel welcomed here in Seoul. I crossed my arms while waiting for him. "Did his plane crash or something?" Himchan hyung asked as we were getting impatient waiting for him.

"B.A.P!"

All of us turned our heads to see a small amount of BABYZ surrounding us. Well, we couldn't blame the masks for not making us unnoticeable. But we also heard some audible murmurs about the absence of Youngjae. We ignored the murmurs and smiled through our masks.  "Where is that Youngjae?" Himchan hyung asked again impatiently.

Then a few moments later, we saw him walking out of the departure. "Hyung!" Jongup said excitedly, but Youngjae just gave a small smile. I know behind those sunglasses, his eyes were droopy and sad. "I miss you hyung" Junhong said as he hugged the shorter male. The BABYZ screamed at the sight of their skinship.

I couldn't help but to feel kind of jealous. Because I thought the fans shipped me and Youngjae. I just shrugged it off and ignored the slight pain in my heart. After that, we went inside our van to go to the dorms. The ride home was unusually silent. It was dead silent. No one dared to open their mouths for some reason. You can here a pin drop. I took a glance at Youngjae and saw him looking out the window with droopy, sad eyes.

He's propably isn't over the fact that his mom passed away. I just took out my phone and earphones and listen to some music untill I eventually fell asleep.

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"Wakie wakie Jung Daehyun" I grunted at the voice of Himchan hyung waking me while tapping my cheek. "Mornin' sunshine" he said again then went out the car. I rubbed the back of my sore neck. I went in the dorm and straight to my room. When I opened the door, I saw Youngjae lifting his shirt. He was now shirtless while turning his back and  looking at his phone.

Damn.

I swallowed a big lump of my saliva at the sight of his sexy back. The light from the window hitting his back makes an even bigger affect. I scratched my head then went to my bed trying to ignore the thoughts in my head.

I let out a sigh. The thought of Youngjae kissing me and hugging me and all kinds of things came to my mind. Even just by seeing him shirtless can make me feel like this.

"Daehyun!"

I looked at the still shirtless Youngjae,wide eyed. "What?" I asked him. "Why didn't you answer me?" He asked me. I was too caught up with my thoughts untill I didn't hear what he said to me. "W-what did you say?" Why the hell am I stuttering? "I asked you, are there any songs that are already arranged?" "Oh uhmm yeah. But only one" he just nodded and continued pulling out his shirts from his bag. I just looked at him, still admiring his back. "Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. I'm okay. I was just thinking" "About what" "Nothing" I said then smiled. There was a layer amount of silence. "C-can you where a shirt?" "Oh.....ok.But why?" He said then took a random shirt on his bed.

Because it's turning me on.

"We're both guys. It doesn't matter does it?" He said. "Well, uhmm because... I uhmm... miss bossing you around" I said then smiled innocently. He also smiled back. "Me too" he said then crouched down to put his bag under the bed.

I mentally beated myself up. Why the hell am I stuttering? After awhile of talking to Youngjae, he left to go to the studio to record the songs he didn't do for the past 2 weeks. Once again, I was left all alone. I let out a sigh.