My Only Boo Is You

Can't Control These Feelings

A/N 

Hey, guys, I'm back!! Missed me?? I guess not. Well, this is a new chapter!!! I hope that you will enjoy it as much as I did while writing! 

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nae sarme yilhan Romance neo useul ttae   

saljjak ollagan ipsuri joha

spga jami deundamyeon 

modeun ge meomchun Paradise

saebyeongnyeoke kkeuteul mannamyeon 

achimi dwaejulge

jeonyeongnoeuri jimyeon

neoui byeori doeeo julge

Now And Forever

If you Want dari dwaejwo

gangbyeonbungno wireul dallyeoseo

jigeum neoege gago isseo

uri saien yuteon eobtji

neol boreo ganeun gil maeilmaeiri saerowo

nega buranhal ttae

himkkeot analjulge

mamkkeot ureodo dwae gwanchanha

Hansol stared at the screen of his handphone. The glitch in the video call did not do justice to his best friend's voice, the voice he knows very well, the voice that's recorded in his mind and embedded in his heart. The voice that he misses every day they're apart. 

It was an ugly goodbye as Hansol remembered, his mother broke the news at dinner during one of Seungkwan's sleepover nights. His best friend took it as light as possible, even teasing him about being scared of the city, but as soon as they entered Hansol's room after, he abandoned their plans of a Harry Potter movie marathon and laid down on Hansol's bed facing the wall. The other boy followed, carefully wrapping his arms around Seungkwan's waist. He nuzzled the back of his head and rested his face on his brown nest of locks, feeling every sob escaping from his chest. They stayed like that for a while, and Hansol realised that he too was crying.

"Hansollie?" Seungkwan's voice interrupted his thoughts."How was it? Do you think I'll win the contest this year?"

"Of course you will. You're the best!"

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"Ya! Seungkwannie! You're the worst!" Hansol screamed as Seungkwan chewed his last piece of kimbab. His whining was interrupted when someone smacked his head.

"Yo! Stop bothering my soloist," Seungcheol said to Hansol. Ignoring the younger one's complains, he turned to Seungkwan and said, "and you, stop eating so much. You know you're not allowed to eat before practice right? Be there in 15 minutes," then he left.

Hansol was still rubbing the back of his head when he felt Seungkwan froze. He immediately reached for his hands and rubbed circles on his palm to calm him down. "Why are you nervous? You know you always slay the stage right?" for unknown reasons, this gesture and these words did calm Seungkwan down. Today is the last day of their practice for tomorrow's Christmas performance and he felt like vomiting every kimbab he stole from Hansol's lunch. The thing is, it wasn't really the performance he was worried about, it was the glances and whispers Seungkwan has been getting ever since he started hanging out with Hansol again. A month has passed and the more they spent time together, the more haters Seungkwan gets.

"Who does he think he is? He's just an island boy trying to be cool. I mean I won't mind if Vernon would like a guy as long as it's someone hot, maybe like Seungcheol," he heard a girl whispered once. A whisper that was clearly meant to be heard. A lot has changed indeed during the times they were apart. Seungkwan knows well that physically, he wasn't that attractive, even though Hansol has confessed to him the reason he was cold the first they met was because his appearance changed and he wasn't able to recognise him.

"Your skin became fairer and your hair is longer and YOU ARE THINNER! How can you expect me to recognise you, you're beautiful now," Hansol said with a smile.

"So I WAS UGLY BEFORE?!" Seungkwan gasped, insulted, "How dare you, oh my gosh remember when you had braces and you have thick round glasses and you always have a slimy trail on your nose?! Do you want me to post this picture online?" Seungkwan said as he took his phone out. Hansol grabbed it immediately and they tumbled on the floor, a tangled mess of bodies laughing like crazy. Hansol didn't notice the disgusted looks of his female classmates but Seungkwan did.

He snatched his hand away from his best friend, knowing very well that a hole is already burning on his back from the glares of the girls behind them.

"I'm late for practice," he said as he stood up. He started walking and Hansol followed.

"Hey, I have a basketball practice and we might extend the time a bit, can you wait for me?" Hansol said as they walked, but they were interrupted before Seungkwan gave his answer.

"Seungkwannie!" said the guy in front of them who has a high pointed nose, tanned skin and a very, flashy smile. He hugged Seungkwan without permission and did not even bother to look at Hansol. "Seungcheol will be mad if you are late," he said not breaking the hug.

"Seokmin-ah," was the only thing Seungkwan was able to say before the other boy pulled him away. He glanced back at Hansol who stood frozen on his spot and gave him a lazy wave.

Hansol's mood abruptly changed. He did not appreciate the fact that he was disregarded by some other guy who pulled his best friend away from him. He felt so insulted. "Who the hell he think he is? Seungkwan is mine, I mean, he's my best friend, ugh I hate this," Hansol muttered to himself as he changed from his practice clothes.

Hansol was distracted throughout their practice, he played aggressively, the image of Seokmin hugging Seungkwan kept on appearing whenever he tried to close his eyes to calm himself down. He checked his watch for the time. Practice ended 15 minutes ago and Seungkwan was nowhere to be found. He scanned the benches for any sign of his best friend but he didn't see him, so he decided to go to the music hall to look for him. His chest clenched when he saw Seungkwan and Seokmin talking in front of the hall.

"I'll think about it," he heard Seungkwan said before he noticed him approaching them.

"Think about what?" He said casually but was ignored once again by Seokmin who walked away.

"What the hell was that?" he asked his best friend, who only grimaced at him. Hansol knew something was up. "Are you okay?" he said as he caressed Seungkwan's cheek.

Seungkwan removed Hansol's hand. "I'm fine, let's go."

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(A/N)

OHhhh.... what did Seokmin ask Boo when they were in the hall.... read more to find out....(J-) hope you liked this boring ass chapter... sorry that i did not update...h=i had no inspiration lately but i finally happened to have some motivation to write a chapter....

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