The Not so Ugly Duckling

Confessions of a Wolf

Warning: Light Smut (not really)

Triple update hehe here is part 1/3

Daehyun stared at nothing with a hardened glare, his hands gripped tightly together. It had been weeks since the art festival incident and Daehyun felt like he was going insane. Everytime he saw the dang chipmunk, his heart clenched. He could feel it beating out of his chest. He went to every cardiologist money could buy and all of them told him the same thing. He was 100% fine. But he wasn't. If he was, why would he feel like avoiding Youngjae every time the two of them were in close vicinity of each other? He couldn't explain it. That or he didn't want to accept the creeping truth.

Him and Youngjae were simply friends. That's what he wanted. That's what he expected. Not these feelings that he would not willingly admit. Daehyun could have any man or woman he wanted. Wanted to f**k a Victoria Secret model. Easy as one phonecall. Wanted to fool around with some kpop idol. Even easier. He had beautiful, good-looking people at his disposable. But a disheveled, poorly dressed, sassy, sometimes cute, had a nice smile, and addictive laughter too, and not to mention his chu-He was digressing. Point being, how could a chipmunk make his heart feel like he had ran a marathon? The chipmunk of all people.

"Jongup." Daehyun's voice was so harsh and cold that it even caught Jongup off guard.

"Yes?" Jongup eyed Daehyun cautiously noticing the frustration in his eyes. It was almost as bad as when Daehyun had to deal with his family.

"After work drop me off at Rain Sound." Jongup's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Usually when Daehyun mentioned he was going to a club, he would be excited like a kid at Disneyland. Being loud and obnoxious. Talking about the possible pretty little things he will sleep with. He got none of that. Instead, the cold serious Daehyun remained.

"A club? Daehyun, you know you have to keep your image in check. Woojin is just waiting for you to-"

"I wasn't asking, Jongup." Daehyun got up from his desk, roughly running his fingers through his neatly combed hair. He was going to prove that he was still the same old Daehyun. That he could screw around with anyone he wanted, no feelings attached. That Youngjae didn't affect him in anyway. That their relationship was purely a friendship. Just a friendship.

"If you keep frowning like that, your face is gonna get stuck," Zelo poked the space between Youngjae's furrowed brow. "Is it your work again?"

"No....that's actually going well..." Youngjae grumbled.

He should be jumping for joy, having the time of his life, partying, because he was one step away from finding the synthesis method for his DNA analog. Buuuut oh no, Jung Daehyun just had to ruin his mood. He didn't understand why the usually clingy Daehyun basically threw him on the side of the road and never looked back. Everytime he saw the man, Daehyun would practically sprint in the opposite direction as if he was the damn bubonic plague. It was getting bad to the point where Youngjae just wanted to chase after him to kick him in the balls for ignoring him these past weeks. Did he say something weird at the art festival? He thought the situation was amicable. A memory that he would secretly treasure. So would Daehyun avoid him?

"Is it because of Daehyun?" Himchan playfully wiggled his eyebrows. Youngjae froze at his hyung's words. Damn, he hated Himchan's intuition.

"No," Youngjae scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned back on his lab chair. "Why would you say that?"

"By the way your eyebrows look like an angry bird." Himchan chuckled, ruffling his dongsaeng's hair.

"Yeah, hyung, you look the red angry bird from the video game." Zelo and Himchan burst into laughter at the comparison because honestly they weren't wrong. With the way Youngjae's eyebrows were so tightly knit together and the pout on his lips, him and the birds could be twins.