The Not so Ugly Duckling

Paradise Lost For...

Warning: There is kinda descriptive sexy time? 

"So you boys need advice from the lovely moi?" Himchan cocked a brow, a smug grin spread on his face as he sipped on his tea. God, Youngjae wished he could turn back time and slap himself for making dumb decisions. Like deciding to consult Himchan for personal problems. But Youngjae was desperate and he had to admit (begrudgingly) that Himchan was actually a good counselor...if it weren't for his twisted personality.

"Do we really need to ask him, hyung?" Zelo whispered into Youngjae's ear, his eyebrows raised in skepticism. His eyes looking around as if he by some miracle he would find some love counselor's office down the street.

"Unfortunately yes...he's more experienced out of all us..." Youngjae shook his head in dismay.

"I heard that peasants," Himchan scoffed, crossing his legs. "I guess you don't need my help after all." He began scooting back his chair, the metal scraping against the concrete of the sidewalk.

"Ah! W-we were joking, hyung!" Zelo desperately reached out and grabbed onto Himchan's hand. The elder looking at the tall child through yellow tinted sunglasses, a raised eyebrow.

"We need your advice oh wise, beautiful, amazing Himchan hyung." Youngjae grabbed Himchan's other hand. He had reached a new low and Himchan was relishing in it. A big grin spread across the eldest. This was more like it.

"That's better, well then let's start," Himchan chuckled, sitting back down in his seat. "But first things first," Himchan leaned forward resting his chin on the top of his hand. "How the hell did you get away from, Daehyun?"

Youngjae had to hold back the bubble of laughter at the memory. "Well, I told him I was going to a science conference about the development of FANA and well-"

"He went right back to sleep and gave you a thumbs up?" Himchan cocked a brow, the two boys bursting out into laughter at the utter accuracy of Himchan's prediction. "That man-child never changes," Himchan playfully rolls his eyes. "And you, pup? I didn't think the guard dog would let you be?"

"Daehyun hyung came and whined about Youngjae abandoning him for science and basically slothed hug Jongup until he complied to entertain him." Zelo pouted slightly grateful to the CEO yet at the same time utterly jealous.

"What about you hyung? I feel that you'd be glued to Yongguk's side 24/7." Youngjae snickered. Himchan shot him a glare and sneered.

"I'm not that needy or clingy." The elder hissed, returning his attention to his tea.

"Suuure, I remember that time you basically draped yourself over me when you found out that Yongguk hyung didn't come say hi to you when he came to make a deal with Daehyun." Zelo shivered, remembering how elder stuck to him like a koala to a eucalyptus tree.

"Or that time sophomore year when your grant for research didn't go through and you were practically living on my bed. Emphasis on 'my bed.'" Youngjae chuckled remembering the many times he walked in on a caterpillar Himchan whining for comfort cuddles.

"Aaack! Enough about me," Himchan waved his hands around, a warm blush forming on his face. "What did you guys call me for?"

"Um well..." Zelo looked down fidgeting with his fingers. "Youngjae hyung, why don't you go first?" He nudged Youngjae's shoulder lightly.

"Uh....I think it would be best of you went first, Zelo." Youngjae awkwardly chuckled, biting the tip of his thumb and avoiding eye contact.

Himchan quirked a brow. The news must be juicy for the two of them to act this weird. "Well spill it. What's got your panties in a twist?"