The Not so Ugly Duckling

Confessions of an Ugly Duckling

Triple Update 2/3!

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Youngjae typed away on his laptop, leaning back on the patio chair and eyeing the reaction simulator to see which catalyst and reagents would be ideal for the highest product yield. He let out a sigh, a bit distracted from both the mental and emotional stress. If his mechanism was a success and his proposed alternate version of DNA was really choked up as he made it out to be, he could change the world of medicine. Save so many lives, Cure so many illnesses. And that was all contingent on the fact that he could succeed. He had some success trying out his proposed mechanism, but the yield was too low for it to be of practical use. His mind had been clouded the past few days. He thought that it was simply exhaustion...that and a certain ass rabbit not even saying 'hi' to him, but that was another issue he would not like to dwell upon. He thought perhaps that going out to the company's patio for some fresh air would help clear his mind. It helped, but he was still distracted like how Zelo is when he sees Jongup walk by with the sleeves of his white button up rolled up. Sometimes the precious child made it so obvious.

"Hey," Youngjae lifted his head up to see who the sudden intruder was, only for a frown to form on his face and his eyebrows furrow. "Missed me?"

"Hardly," Youngjae growled, crossing his arms. "Looks like you've finally finished having your man period long enough to talk to me." Youngjae scowled, watching carefully as Daehyun let out a sigh and sitting in the seat across from him. A small white box placed on the desk.

"Okay, I deserve that," Daehyun conceded, knowing that ignoring Youngjae for weeks and then attempting to have a civil conversation was near impossible. "I'm sorry," Youngjae stared at him confused and slightly shock. Daehyun had apologized. Seriously apologized. Not one of those arrogant quips he likes to do. "I was having...a rough few weeks."

"I'm listening." Youngjae quirked a brow, not letting Daehyun off by simply saying he had a 'rough few weeks.' So was Youngjae, but you didn't see him run to the hills as if his ass was on fire.

"You're a tough cookie, chipmunk," Daehyun chuckled running his fingers through his hair. A small smile on his face despite Youngjae's obvious pout, which Daehyun found to make the messy chipmunk look cuter. "My brother was able to convince my father to throw some idiotic rich people party so that we, as in him, can kiss ass and get more people on his side. My father also thought this was a great opportunity to beat out the bisexual in me so I can be normal." Daehyun grimaced as he reminded himself that he had a lot of shit to deal with the next coming weeks. He wasn't technically lying to Youngjae since what he said was all true, he just simply cut out the part where he realized that he had feelings for the wild chipmunk.

"Oh..." Youngjae's hardened anger towards Daehyun softened, his shoulders relaxed as he understood how messed up and conniving Daehyun's family could be. "Well you should have at least talked to me...I was worried that you hit your head or something and lost your memory of me." Youngjae mumbled.

"Pffft, trust me chipmunk. You're hard to forget, if you get what I mean." Daehyun smirked, playfully eyeing Youngjae's outfit with a quirked brow. Youngjae immediately understanding what Daehyun was insinuating.

"You ass." Youngjae growled, punching Daehyun in the arm.

"You mention my ass a lot, chipmunk. If you wanted it that bad, you could've have asked." Youngjae didn't know how Daehyun wished for his words to be true. But to not creep the chipmunk away, Daehyun kept those wishes to himself.

"I'd rather be a nun, thanks." Youngjae rolled his eyes, but a smile still spread on his face. That stung Daehyun a bit, but the smile on Youngjae's face was worth it. Plus he understood that there was no animosity in his words. It was just how the two were. A game of push of pull that Daehyun had missed so much in the past few weeks.