구해줘 (guhaejwo) • k.is + k.ch

0.7

a dose of chanseong with a sprinkle of ruDE AF YOUNGBIN BOI-

ever since that incident, chani started distancing himself from inseong.

hell, even youngbin caught on before the older one did.

"why is chani avoiding you all of a sudden? you guys are not as lovey-dovey anymore." before the latter got an answer, inseong wacked him hard on the head, making him squeak.

"we are not lovey-dovey. chani probably likes jaeyoon more. those two have been talking a lot." inseong's gaze landed on the two laughing figures playing around on his bed.

they were wrestling on his bed. chani was dominating the older and taller one for just as few seconds before he was slammed down onto the mattress, knocking the air from his lungs.

"got 'cha!" jaeyoon held chani's wrists even tighter when the figure below him started wriggling.

the older attacked chani with tickles to his side, the younger giggling happily.

"you're jealous. don't lie, you like chani more than you should, and in a way you shouldn't." youngbin stated plainly, a small smile tugging his lips.

inseong sighed in defeat. the younger one had always been observant. nothing gets past him, nothing.

"maybe just a little?"

"it's not little, it's huge. you know he's underage." the younger of the two sounded serious, his arm outstretched to block inseong's way out of the kitchen.

"i'm in no way thinking of doing that with him, you know it." he snapped back, a sudden spark of possessiveness shooting up his spine at the thought of someone else touching him.

"hyung, jaeyoon hyung ask if i can go over to his house! can i, can i?" chani hopped over to the two hyungs in the kitchen, a huge gummy smile plastered on his face.

a pang of jealousy hit inseong, hard. he managed out a weak smile, his heart feels like it'll shatter any moment if chani continues to mention jaeyoon as if he's oh so precious, more precious than his inseong hyung.

"of course! jaeyoon's house is huge, you'll love it." the youngest of the trio in the kitchen seemed to sense the slight tension in the air as he frowned.

"you don't sound like you like that idea. it's okay! i don't have to go if hyung doesn't like me going."

"chani," inseong bent down a little to match his height. "go, i swear you'll love it. hyung is just stressed with project work, nothing about you. promise."

chani scrunched up his nose like a little bunny before his eyes turned into crescents.

"okay! i'll tell jaeyoon hyung!" he joyfully skipped back out into the living room, where he got tackled from the side by dawon.

"don't let your heart loiter," youngbin muttered next to him, his face straight with no emotions as he grabbed a cup of water. "i suggest you let him go. there's a huge gap. i'm saying this from personal experience, heed it." before he left the kitchen, he turned, keeping eye contact before replacing his thin straight line with a smile, as if the small talk he had was never there.

i'm saying this from personal experience, heed it.

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since then, chani had been going over to jaeyoon's house, sometimes even staying over for the night.

they're drifting further and further apart.

what happen to us?

chani rarely was at home, always hanging with the other three, especially jaeyoon.

jaeyoon. lee fucking jaeyoon.

inseong wasn't able to focus on his lectures and his grades are dropping like dead flies.

his body is there but not his soul. he felt empty as he mindlessly spun his pen.

"inseong? mr kim, are you still with us?" this was the 4th time in a row that he was caught drifting off.

"sorry, may i get a breather?"

"sure," even his lecturers were worried as his literature lecturer just dismissed him. "i rather you go back and rest. you are spacing out too often. i'll get jaeyoon to update you?"

jaeyoon.

inseong froze in midst his packing and glanced over at the corner, where the dirty blonde was sitting.

he's smirking. he fucking knows.

"that would be fine." he muttered a long awaited reply before taking his bag and exiting the lecture hall.

he knows he's being a fucking little bitch.

inseong cursed under his breath as he threw his door open with so much force, the knob would have left a dent in the wall.

"hyung, you're back! but," chani was lying on the couch, upside down with his phone as his thumbs moved vigorously over the screen. he didn't even bothered to look up to acknowledge the older as he checked the time.

"isn't it too early?"

"says the person that is never here. how did you get in?" his words must have struck something as chani's eyes, once glistening with joy, is now frowning as he paused his game, finally making eye contact.

"dawon hyung let me in. are you okay?" he flipped himself over, biting his lip in worry.

"i'm totally fine, why are you here? you didn't answer me." inseong had enough of chani's games.

it's either him or jaeyoon. there's no in between.

"i just missed you, maybe a little more than i would have liked." chani pouted, contemplating if he said something wrong.

"you have jaeyoon now, you don't need me." another pang in his own heart as he put down his bag by the door.

"hyung, i-" in an instant, inseong had chani under him, pinning him to the couch.

"listen here, chani. you gon' have to pick one of us, because i'm not sharing." he growled, lowly but not too fierce so he won't scare the younger boy.

"but-"

"no buts! me or jaeyoon?" he raised his voice a little, making the younger one flinch. his hands gripped chani's shoulders harshly, strong enough to leave bruises if he wanted to.

"answer me, jaeyoon or me?"

he felt chani's breathing pick up as he started squirming, avoiding all costs of eye contact, trying to get away from his touches.

he lost his trust in inseong.

the relationship the two have was built on purely trust. chani trusted inseong, that he wouldn't do anything he didn't wanted. and now, all those months of building this relationship went down to ashes.

inseong didn't expect the younger's answer to leave him almost close to tears, staring at the empty couch below him, the small figure he love and care for oh so dearly, now long gone.

"j-jaeyoon. i'm going to jaeyoon's." chani wiggled himself out of inseong's death grip and stumbled towards the door, still having his respect of his hyung and softly closed the door. as soon as the door closed, he bolted down the corridor towards the lift, almost tripping over the carpeted floor.

when he was safe behind elevator doors, chani finally let his tears fall as he struggled to hit the highest button on the panel due to his height.

one last push, he jumped and pressed the 30th floor before giving up on his muscles and sat down, silent sniffles echoing in the lift as it ascended.

apologies for late update. i hate school, save me plz