“This is awful.”
Jisoo sighed, flopping down on the couch.
“What is?” Chan asked, concerned because his hyung hadn’t
looked this way since he’d watched a fancam of Jeonghan and Seungcheol cuddling
up to each other (That had been serious-it had taken 4 cups of tea for him to
smile a bit, which is a lot for someone who only drinks water in excessive
“It’s Jeonghan’s birthday tomorrow, and I haven’t even
bought him a present.” Jisoo sighed again, burying his face in his hands.
“It’s okay hyung! We have you covered!” Chan smiled
brightly, relieved (Because he had no idea how to make good, comforting tea. In
fact he had no idea how to make any kind of tea for that matter.)
“You do?” came a muffled response.
“Yep! Jun hyung, Myungo hyung and I have made a group
card-you can sign that and write a message!” Chan smiled brightly, pulling out
a huge card with a badly coloured in cake, balloons that looked like gigantic
Easter eggs and “Happy birthday 1004 Jeonghan Cheonsa Eomma Hyung” written on
it in the handwriting of a kindergartener.
Jisoo just groaned.
“Hey.” Jisoo said as he sat down.
“Hey.” Hansol said, not even bothering to look up from his
Jisoo hesitated for a minute, before saying, “Can I… ask you
“You just did-ow!”
he grimanced as he received a not-so light punch on his shoulder. “Okay, okay
“If…hypothetically…there was a person you liked, and it was
their birthday, like, tomorrow-I mean, the next day-what would you give them?”
Hansol squinted a little at his lyrics, scratching something
out before saying “I haven’t bought Jeonghan hyung anything either, don’t
Jisoo spluttered something about how this wasn’t about
Jeonghan and everything I say isn’t about
Jeonghan, you brat, but Hansol just laughed and said, “You’ll figure it out
hyung, I’m sure you will.” (Of course, Jisoo got Sungcheol to confiscate
Hansol’s headphones later-he said that it was because Hansol’s hearing would
get damaged, but it was really because Hansol was being snarky and didn’t help
with his problems.)
“What present should I get for Jeonghan?” It was best to be
direct with Jihoon. The poor boy was busy and had a lot of work.
“Write him a song.”
“Something a little more convenient?”
“Buy him a teddy bear.”
“Something a little more special?”
“Get him a customized snapback online.”
“Something a little quicker? Okay, okay Jihoon, I’m getting out put that guitar down.”
“Heyo Joshua Hong! Your name is Hong? My name is Hosh!”
Jisoo just ignored the gaggle that had just entered the
practice room as he browsed through the site he had opened on his laptop. He was looking for snapbacks for Jeonghan,
because ever since they had filmed the Mansae practise video, Jeonghan in
snapbacks had been his weakness.
He was completely
engrossed in going through a variety of blue snapbacks before a voice
alarmingly close to his ear said, “I thought you said you liked it when
Jeonghan hyung’s hair is open?”
Jisoo jumped, grabbing his chest before saying, “Seungkwan,
Seokmin, you need to stop doing that. Soonyoung, tell them to stop doing that.”
“Guys, do it again.”
“Okay sorry. But really, Joshua Hong, do you really want
Jeonghan hyung’s long, silky, soft, beautiful hair to be hidden in a snapback?”
Soonyoung asked, running his hands through his hair and shaking his bangs out
of his face.
“Yeah. Don’t you want to see the flick fall over his eyes?
You always say you find it cute.” Seokmin said, to which Seungkwan added,
“Don’t you want his hair to be uncovered, so that you can run your hands
through it as he lays in your lap, your hands intertwined-“
Jisoo got up and left as fast as he could, trying to hide
his scarlet face. (Also, why did Soonyoung have so many adjectives ready for
Jeonghan’s hair? He needed to have a talk with him later.)
Minghao and Junhui had most definitely been expecting him.
It was the way their eyes kept darting towards him as they
spoke in rapid Mandarin while he tried to get a word in.
They didn’t stop.
“You know, I get that you have a lot to talk about because
miss China and your families, but could you spare a second? Especially because,
you know, you aren’t really talking about China and your families, you’re
talking about me and Jeonghan.”
They stopped then, but clearly they had been expecting this
(or were just very witty kids/liars when together) because Jun said, “No we
aren’t” and Myungho said “Jeonghan and Jisoo are Chinese words.”
“Really now.” Jisoo said, trying to look like he didn’t
believe them, but he did kind of believe them.
“Yeah.” Jun said. “Jisoo means present and Jeonghan means
“So, what we were saying was that “The present will never
come!” Minghao beamed happily. “Presents are very important in love you know.”
He added wisely.
“Why.” Jun said, with a mischevious glint in his eye, as
Jisoo turned a little purple. “Does that topic have some special significance
Jisoo raked his hands through his hair.
“I demand of you to tell me what presents you guys buy each
other.” Jisoo said, storming into the room and instantly spinning on his heels
to face the opposite direction so as to not witness the cheesy smiles Wonwoo
and Mingyu were giving each other.
“I give Wonwoo oversized sweaters and beanies.” Mingyu said,
eyes never leaving Wonwoo.
“I buy Mingyu food and hair straighteners and curlers.”
Wonwoo said, eyes never leaving Mingyu.
“I’ve given you my heart.” Mingyu grinned, teeth glinting a
little, and Wonwoo blushed and look down, interlocking their fingers.
Jisoo threw his hands up in frustration. There was only one
resort left. It was not one he had been hoping to turn to, but nonetheless, it was needed.
Jisoo slowly poked his head into the studio, and whipped it
The target was there.
Feeling an awful lot like Conan, he walked in and slammed
his hand down on the table.
Seungcheol, who had been reading a magazine, looked up with a
start. “I am not reading this magazine and I am definitely not online shopping on this laptop ahahahaha!”
“We have a little bit of talking to do.” Jisoo said,
flicking his orange bangs off his forehead and pushing his (fake) glasses up
“Um, yeah?” Seungcheol looked him up and down. “Are those
Seokmin’s fake glas-hey, what’s wrong. Jisoo?”
Jisoo had crumbled opposite his friend, mumbling “I don’t
know what to get him I just I-“
“Shhhhh…” Seungcheol wrapped his arms around Jisoo, stroking
his hair a bit. “Jisoo, it’s fine. It’s okay. I got just what you need.”
to the mess on the table, he took out a wrapped present and handed it to Jisoo.
been reading a lot nowadays, right?” Jisoo nodded-of course he knew that.
“It’s a book
on a subject that he’s very interested in.” Sungcheol smiled.
sure? Seungcheol-ah, I don’t want to mess this up, you know?” Jisoo said
Jisoo, I know. I would never do anything that would put you in a weird
situation, you know, right?”
there in silence, hugging each other, before a familiar voice broke the
“Am I interrupting
Jisoo squeaked, gripping Seungcheol’s arms and trying to wriggle out of them at
the same time.
“What are you
guys doing? The kids were cutting my cake. We called you but you guys don’t
pick up your phone! And here you guys are,” he paused, “cuddling.” There was a sharp edge to his sweet voice.
Wait, it’s 12 am already?” Jisoo exclaimed.
Jeonghan replied, glaring at him.
birthday Jeonghan!” Seungcheol said, hugging the boy tightly and briefly and
nuzzling his nose against the side of his hair. “Here’s your present.” He added,
shoving a book into his hands (“101 Ways To Style Boring, Long, Straight Hair”).
“Now, Jisoo has a present for you. I’ll leave you to it, yeah? I’m off to have
was very tangible and very awkward. Jisoo couldn’t keep his
eyes off Jeonghan, who seemed unjustifiably radiant.
here.” Jisoo pushed the book into Jeonghan’s hands. “Happy birthday Jeonghan.”
didn’t leave the floor as Jeonghan took it from him, and unwrapped the present.
“How To Kiss: The Ultimate Guide For New
Couples.” Jeonghan read.
nearly fell out of their sockets.
dare look up. (He was going to strangle
Seungcheol with Hansol’s headphones)
you assume that I don’t know how to kiss? I’ve thought about kissing you a lot
you know, I’d say I know pretty well.”
shot up to find Jeonghan pouting-pouting
gave me the book! I had nothing to do with it! I mean, I do like you, I mean no
I don’t like you, I love you! I mean I don’t love you like love you, I mean-“
“Or is it
that you don’t know how to kiss, but wanted to kiss me, and so you bought this
book?” Jeonghan tilted his head, his hair falling over his eyes a little and
Jisoo almost choked on his own spit.
you how to do it, okay Jisoo? Think of it as a return gift for the best
birthday present in the world.” Jeonghan drew closer.
present?” Jisoo whispered, not being able to breathe due to their proximity.
“You love me.”
“I love you
his hand on Jisoo’s waist and pulled him in, their lips meeting and instantly
moulding together perfectly.
After a few
moments of hesitation, Jisoo kissed back shyly.
pulled back and rested his forehead against Jisoo’s.
“I told you I
would never put you in a weird situation!”
just bought that snapback. And congratulations.”
discussing that this moment isn’t far!”
“Hey bro, you
just gave me inspiration for my lyrics.”
“How was it
to thread your fingers through his hair and watch the lights go wild?”
me of us when we just started out.”
said. “I need alcohol.” (Chan lowkey panicked, because difficult as tea is to
brew and teabags are to find in the mess that is their kitchen, at least it
doesn’t feel illegal to get it for
“No need for
that Chan-ah.” Jeonghan smiled at Jisoo. “Here, Jisoo-ya, have my lips.” And he
swooped down for another kiss.
This is the longest thing I’ve ever written. I’m JiHan trash sorry.