Destiny (GTOP-Fanfiction) [BOYxBOY]

Collapse Or Parents On The Way?

Korean dictionary:

Hyung = The word is literally translated as "older brother." It can be used to refer to older male relatives like a cousins, or just a close friends as well.

Jagiya = Honey, Sweetie, Lovely.

Annyeong = Hi.

Umma = Mother.

Appa = Father.

Ah deul = Son.

Aigo = Oh my.

Neh = Yes.

Ya = Hey!

Have fun reading, sweethearts!

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"Taemin!" Jiyong cried.

And right then, as soon as Taemin fell to the floor, Seunghyun was at the young boy's side in the blink of an eye. Scooping him up, he looked at Jiyong. "He just needs to rest some more..." He assured the other as calmly as possible, although panicked was evident in his usually strong features.

Jiyong bite his lips to provide any tears from falling as he just simply nodded and followed Seunghyun into the living room where he put down Taemin.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so, sorry." Jiyong said as he stroke Taemin's hair away from his pale face.

He then sat down on floor in front of his friend as he rested his head on the couch. "I was just trying to help you..." He pouted. "But I guess you were just doing the same." He smiled weakly.

Seunghyun just crouched behind Jiyong, rubbing his back lightly. "It isn't your fault, jagiya... it isn't his fault. It's neither of your faults." He told Ji.  He took a deep breath, exhaling though his nose. "I get he was trying to help... But what's this about /you/ getting a job too?" He asked his boyfriend.

"Hmm... Well, I got fired from a grocery store, I quiet the one at the coffee shop and what you heard was a third job." Jiyong sighed before continuing. "My boss name was Minja and she called me the other day to tell me she had to move, so yeah; I have no job now and that's why I accepted the one at the gallery... I wanted to help."

"... We need Taemin to quit at least one of those jobs he has." Seunghyun immediately concluded. "And you don't have to take the gallery job. Even if you want, I can allow you to stay at my summer home with Taemin. That way you won't feel like I'm helping too much."

Jiyong titled his head as he looked at the other. "You have a summer house too?" Wait. That was not even the impotent question. Jiyong smiled as he kissed his love on the cheek. "Why are you always this helping?" He chuckled. His voice then became serious. "But you're right, he can't work three jobs and not to mention with his stress; he shouldn't even be allowed to work one."

"I know... And although I don't necessarily know him that well, I know he won't easily give up these jobs." Seunghyun sighed. "But yes. I rarely visit there." He answered Jiyong's first question.

Jiyong laughed; how he felt silly for not even accepting to stay at his own boyfriends' house. He then brightened up as he remembered Seunghyun's words he had let out at the dinner table. "Well, maybe he will consider taking the job at the gallery instead of the three other jobs? Then he don't need to overwork himself and then you can let him get a day off if he needs it."