you're my nightmare, and i love you✔️ {p.jh+k.yh}

[three]

kang younghyun is thinking about that 'two meanings of date' for a while now.

even during dinner with his family complete with his father, mother, and brother with their poodle kye who younghyun named after his 'k' in kang.

it was a sheepish dinner because they're already used to having a modest one. a question and a laugh, then silence. jisung really wanted to speak but has nothing to say. they scarcely met their father, they only met two times. one on christmas and one on his birthday. he didn't really care about his wife's or his son's, knowing that he lives work more than his own family.

"younghyun, anything going on in school today?" he asked as he put a slice of chicken in the sauce before eating it. "nothing. just went to school as usual."

"I hope you find someone this year. I would want a daughter."

the sophomore choked on his glass of water and spilled it out, and stood up closing his eyes in regret because now his father is staring like crazy and his mom fussing about him. "here, drink some warm water." she advised as she hands him her own cup of hot, steaming water. "thanks, mom."

after dinner, he didn't want to look at his father the same way. he didn't expect his dad to say something like that, especially now that he is still in high school. maybe that's what he thinks, a daughter. a daughter in law. two of them.

but what he knows is that jisung never liked girls. when he was around five years old and him a twelve-year-old kid, younghyun witnessed his little brother kissing another kid in the park who looks slightly older than. his little brother. the older asked what happened to him when he got busted by a little boy, jisung told him that they're just friends.

what kind of friends kiss each other on the lips like that? some might do but it isn't younghyun's forte. and here we go, a few years to the present and they're still best friends; playing games in each other houses and laughing too loud that younghyun couldn't focus on his homework sometimes.

maybe jisung liked the boy. not as friends, not mega best friends, not ultra mega best friends, but boyfriends.

why? because the older brother caught the younger boys kissing and giggling to each other as if one just confessed. jisung kept it to himself but didn't realize that his older brother knew it already, not that it's obvious or anything, it's just that eavesdropping and spying on someone is a really bad choice for younghyun and closing the door should have been jisung's action when they made out.

and that kid is just nine. nine, I tell you.

shouldn't he be disappointed? shouldn't he tell his mom about this problem so that jisung could find someone that's not a boy? should he confess to his mom that he, too, is someone that disappoints his parents?

younghyun never wanted a girl in his life. he wanted to be someone that he is not. he wanted his parents to be disappointed and eventually, they can't take it anymore and leave the house with a boy and no house?

just stay in your closet just a little bit more. wait until college. wait until all the responsibilities of a son and brother are over.

can he just date a girl for now?

...

the days are getting faster and now he regularly sits with park jaehyung, who still looked as emo as ever. the grey hoodie that covers his head and hands, with another grey textile that covers his legs with black sneakers to finish the look.

"so you're still with the kid, my guy?" sungjin asked, setting his guitar somewhere on the bench. younghyun looked up to see the older smiling warmly as he hands sheets of paper. music.

notes spread around the paper, with some handwriting that he didn't really understand because of how messy it is. it may belong to no one except for dowoon himself.

yoon dowoon had been close to them for at least four years. since he is born two years later after sungjin and younghyun, he could only play the drum after school with them since he is in eighth grade as of now. wonpil joined them the year after, because of how well he played the piano in school concerts. together they bring the school sprit up through music, the thing that keeps them together for so long they wished they could last as a band together.

"this sheet is hard." younghyun whispered to himself. "weren't you the one-"

"who made it yeah." he sighed to himself as he took his own guitar from its case and starts strumming the strings, making sure that all the strings are in tune then he played the first bar of notes. "I think this will be a good one. the lyrics...still working on it."

"by the way, someone's here to play the lead." sungjin said loudly because he's on the stage and younghyun on the seats that will fill the entire dome. the school held a large concert for both the students and parents who want to listen. plus they get paid, which may be enough for younghyun to buy a new guitar that suits his style. the one he played right now is a hand me down from his uncle, who gave up playing the guitar now that he got married and recently had a baby girl. "oh? who?"

"wait." the older paused for a few minutes before walking down the stage with the stairs that hang at the edge of the tall floor. he ran to younghyun's side holding his phone, "isn't this the guy that sat next to you or something? the one with the usual black and grey but now yellow hoodie?"

younghyun, surprised at how familiar that description is to him, whipped his head to look at the kid in the picture. "jaehyung park?"

...

hah made it exactly 1000 words