He ran his hand through his black hair for what seemed like the fiftieth time that hour.
"Why are you so stressed? Just take a deep breath and breathe."
"Who said I was stressed?" The black-haired man said turning to face the blonde. The blonde gave the older male something between a look of anger and a look of being upset. "What?"
"Gguk, I know you. You run your fingers through your hair when you're stressed or anxious, so take a couple breaths and calm down."
The one the blonde called Gguk sighed. "You're right..."
"Sit and talk, Yongguk." The older listened to the younger and sat down. "Talk."
"So.. that babysitting job I took on... it's not little kids I'm watching... He's a grown man..."
The younger nodded. "At Channie's place?"
"How'd you--"
"I'm friends with them both."
Yongguk stared at the younger. "Choi Junhong, you better explain yourself. How do you know a model and a-a--"
"Little." The blonde named Junhong interrupted.
"What?"
"Daehyun's a little. He regresses back to the mental age of a kid about five, that's why Channie needs a babysitter for him."
Yongguk just looked at the younger, confused.
"Wait, so--"
"You're taking care of a five-year-old kid, basically."
Yongguk hit Junhong who didn't even seem phased by it. "Yah! Will you quit cutting me off!?"
"Sorry, Princess, no can do." The younger said standing up. He brushed himself off and went toward the counter grabbing his keys. "Anyway, I've got somewhere to be to in about an hour, so I'm gonna go ahead and head out. See you tonight?"
Yongguk shook his head and stood up. He walked over to the counter and grabbed one of the house keys.
"I have to stay there most of the night these next couple of days because Himchan said he had something he had to take care of."
Junhong looked at Yongguk confused before realization spread across his face, "Ah, probably Uppie Puppie."
"Who the heck is Uppie Puppie?" Yongguk asked the blonde, but Junhong was already out the door. Yongguk sighed, "That kid... What am I going to do with him?" He asked himself going to his room to grab a few things.
He locked the back door, the side door, all the windows, and turned the air on low fan before walking out the front door, locking it behind him.
Bag over his shoulder, Yongguk began walking toward the model's residence. This wasn't his first time here, it was his second. He had been here earlier for the interview, but now he was there for the job. He knocked on the door, once, twice, three times before it was opened by a very grumpy looking man.
"Hello, I'm Yongguk, Himchan had me--"
"Over earlier for an interview, yes, I know, I was in my room." The younger stepped out of the way before turning to walk off. Not hearing anyone behind him, he turned back around, "Well, are you going to come in and do your job, or are you going to just stand there like an idiot?"
"R-right, sorry..." Yongguk said stepping inside. His first impression of Daehyun was that Daehyun was a bitch.
"Close the door." Daehyun ordered of Yongguk.
Yongguk nodded, closed the door, then followed Daehyun into what appeared to be the living room. Yongguk watched as Daehyun flopped on the couch and wrapped himself in a fuzzy blanket while grabbing a stuffed animal.
Yongguk thought it was odd, but he didn't say anything. In all truth, it was cute how the younger man hugged the stuffed animal while laying wrapped in a blanket. Not wanting to seem like he was just watching the man as he tried to sleep, he sat down and grabbed the remote.
"...no..."
He looked at Daehyun who stared at him wide-eyed.
"Don' change it...."
Yongguk looked at Daehyun in shock. This was the same man who was just being a bitch to Yongguk. Now, he was acting like a kid. He put the remote down and Daehyun looked at the TV again, closing his eyes a little as if falling asleep.
Yongguk thought over his conversation with Junhong earlier. Junhong had said Daehyun mentally regressed to a kid roughly the age of five, so Yongguk was pretty sure this is what he meant. Yongguk watched the adult-turned-child-mentally for a bit longer before he checked to see if the younger was sleeping. Sure enough, he was. Carefully, Yongguk picked him up and carried him to where he remembered was Daehyun's room.
Carefully, the older of the two set the younger in bed and covered him up with one of the other blankets considering that this room was a lot cooler than the others. He brushed Daehyun's hair out of his face, letting his hand linger a bit before walking back into the living room where he would sleep on the couch.
It was still rather early in the evening, so Yongguk changed the TV channel and laid on the couch. He didn't know that a nap would have helped with the night, or that he shouldn't of left Daehyun alone in his room without knowing where Yongguk was.
A/N: How was this chapter? The author of each chapter will probably alternate. Alec wrote the majority of this chapter, he did end up going to Alanna to make sure each part was okay, however.
Keep an eye out for the next part if you liked this one.
Alanna A/N:
Please give lots of support to Alec for this great intro chapter! I didn't have to edit very much at all.
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