Hi guys! I'm back with the second chapter, and review and comment, I'd appreciate it a lot! :3

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"No, no, it's great! I think this is my favourite present, literally everyone else has just given me money or gift cards and a birthday note, this is perfect, Yoseob, thank you. It's really cute, and thanks for remembering, I can always depend on you." It's really cute. He said that to Yoseob as if he was talking to a little sister. Doojoon grinned yet again and Yoseob wondered if his cheeks ever hurt from smiling so much. Of course, they probably didn't, he was Doojoon after all . . .

Doojoon

Shit. Why did Yoseob look so sad and flustered all of a sudden? Did Yoseob see something in his expression? "It's like—it's just that—um, I thought—you said you needed a new wallet and like— yeah . . . I saw it at the store and I just . . . it's the best I could find . . . I liked it but we're different so . . . sorry it's so stupid." Yoseob stammered and looked down at the ground. "No, no, it's great! I think this is my favourite present, literally everyone else has just given me money or gift cards and a birthday note, this is perfect, Yoseob, thank you so much." Doojoon smiled charmingly, suppressing the invading thought that Yoseob had misinterpreted his expression, big time, and trying to make him forget about it already.

"I'm glad you like it," Yoseob smiled back, all shy and cutesy, hopefully he's forgotten about that weird face that Doojoon had supposedly made earlier.

Yoseob

He smiled that smile again while thanking him. "Yoseob, thank you," he said. "I'm glad you like it," Yoseob smiled, feeling shy, he thought he probably looked and sounded stupid, as usual, but he probably always did anyways, so what did it even matter anymore?

"Hey, a few people are arriving, I better be a good host and—wait, can you stay over, like after the party? I thought it'd be nice to have a few drinks of my dad's beer and watch a movie with you guys, dad says it'll help me become a man," he laughed, eyes a little unfocused and wandering over Yoseob's shoulder. Yoseob agreed, but Doojoon was already walking away, eyes on a leggy girl on the basketball team who was waving to him.

Doojoon

He nodded yes. He was so awkward and tense while asking Yoseob to stay over after the party—he was so nervous he just couldn't look Yoseob in the face. He left quickly, walking in the general direction of a random girl who was waving to him, so Yoseob couldn't see Doojoon all flustered and sweaty, his face red, all his composure gone. Although he was talking and laughing with everyone, and eating good food, all he could think about was Yoseob, cute little Yoseob, alone with him in a dark room, drunk and giggly and so damn sexy, breathing hard as Doojoon would whisper in his ear and lean in closer . . . and obviously it wouldn't happen, ever, because Yoseob was Yoseob. He was the kind of cute guy that girls would love, the naïve kind that blushed at everything and was as innocent as a baby. He would never drink, that was for sure. He was just too shy to get out there, but Doojoon wasn't complaining.

Yoseob

The party was long and awkward. Yoseob honestly didn't know anyone except Doojoon, who was nowhere to be seen throughout the entire night. So, he was left to bob his head to the beat of songs he didn't know and smile awkwardly at people who happened to glance at him. He got into a small conversation with a girl who was almost as awkward as he was, which the highlight of his night was, basically. He recognized her from biology class, and Doojoon had seemingly invited her along with another girl who usually sat next to her who was just as nerdy-looking and awkward—Yoseob suspected he only did it to make her feel included because he was just so nice. He wondered, yet again, whether there was anyone Doojoon wasn't as sweet as honey to—probably not.

Finally people started to leave, there was no alcohol allowed so after a few hours people started saying their goodbyes. Doojoon had been very strict about that, absolutely no alcohol at all during the party, so there was no trouble, just some people fooling around but not intoxicated, talking and pretending to dance to some songs they probably didn't know. By all accounts, it was just a regular, teenager birthday party, minus drugs or alcohol. Yoseob preferred it like that, anyway.

Doojoon

Everyone was finally leaving, and he was finally going to have his alone time with Yoseob. Doojoon pretended to clean up and worked his way over to Yoseob. Yoseob frowned and said, "I thought a few more people were gonna stay?"

Stay calm, Doojoon, just say they couldn't come, don't tell him you never intended to invite anyone else. "I tried to invite a couple of others, but they couldn't stay, and like, I'm not gonna invite people who aren't close to me, am I?" he shrugged, hoping Yoseob wouldn't ask further questions.

Yoseob

When he was the last person left, he frowned to Doojoon, confused. "I thought a few other people were gonna stay?"

"I invited a couple of others, but they couldn't stay, and like, I'm not gonna invite people who aren't like, close to me, am I?" Doojoon shrugged it off. Of course, Doojoon was cool and had cool friends who probably had other parties to go to and other people to hang out with.

He didn't think too much of it and tried not to smile too wide at hearing Doojoon thought they were close, but he still quirked his eyebrow at the younger and taller boy. "I'm still surprised I'm the only one who wants to drink to your manhood,"

They stared at each other for a moment, Yoseob processed his words and realized how stupid and dirty he sounded, in a way, and his eyes widened and his hand flew to his mouth. He could not believe what he had just said. Then Doojoon laughed heartily and he chuckled awkwardly back. He hoped Doojoon was laughing with him, not at him. He wasn't sure, what if Doojoon had thought he was childish? He probably had friends who were sexually active and he was probably used to that kind of talk.

The younger of the two, not that it seemed that way to anyone, opened the fridge and took out two beers, handing one to Yoseob. "Are you sure your dad won't mind?" he stammered, unsure of himself and the beers.

"Nah, he practically told me to drink, he left us six, one for each person which is only enough to maybe get tipsy, but there's only two of us so, whatever, and he just said don't break anything," Doojoon replied nonchalantly.

Doojoon

"I'm still surprised I'm the only one who wants to drink to your manhood," Yoseob said, eyes soon widening like a deer caught in headlights as soon as he processed what he said. It was just so cute that Doojoon couldn't help it, and just so funny hearing those words coming out of Yoseob's mouth. He laughed loudly, trying not to let Yoseob know what he was really thinking about. He also really wondered just how much Yoseob knew and just how innocent he was.

He walked over to the fridge, so he wouldn't have to face Yoseob, and got out two beers, and handed one to Yoseob. They were smaller than what his dad usually drank, and probably much less stronger, and he doubted they would get drunk, unless they had a really low tolerance, or one person drank all six mini cans. Yoseob really looked like the type who would get drunk after a single sip, though, no matter how weak the alcohol was. "Are you sure your dad won't mind?" he asked again, seeming unsure of himself.

"Nah, he practically told me to, he left us six though, I think he wanted one each or something, but there's only two of us so, whatever, he just said don't break anything,"

Yoseob nodded hesitantly as he took the drink. He nodded and smiled awkwardly as they both cracked open the bottle. He must still have been thinking about the slip-up with his words earlier, but Doojoon honestly hadn't minded, he had found it extremely cute, even.

Yoseob

He had started to drink the beer to avoid talking to Doojoon for a bit. Why had those words come out of his mouth? He felt so embarrassed and sipped his beer, tentatively at first, but more earnestly after finding that he didn't mind the taste, liked it even, while Doojoon made a face that was very un-handsome. In fact, he gagged a little and stuck his tongue out while his nose crinkled up. The smaller boy snorted into his beer and laughed at him."That was not as smooth as I imagined," Doojoon said, as Yoseob cracked up, finally relaxing a little.

Doojoon

Yoseob looked away from him and sipped his beer. Unlike what Doojoon had been expecting, he swallowed and took another sip, not minding the taste, even enjoying it. So Doojoon took a sip, it couldn't be that bad, if Yoseob liked it, and almost choked. He didn't know how Yoseob could do it, beer just tasted so fucking bad. "That was not as smooth as I imagined," Doojoon said, trying to avoid embarrassment, as Yoseob giggled adorably, holding that little tiny can of beer with both hands.

They got halfway through the new Avengers movie, and Yoseob had finished his first beer, and had started his second. Doojoon had been forcing his first down for the last hour, not even getting half down, trying so hard to look cool in front of Yoseob.

Yoseob

Yoseob couldn't quite figure out why the birthday boy was bothering to force down his beer if he didn't like it, because if it was just him who liked it and if Doojoon didn't like the stuff then there was no reason he had to drink it, but he didn't press the matter because he himself was pleasantly buzzed and enjoying the sight of Tom Hiddleston being sexy and badass in the movie.

Doojoon glanced at him sideways, looking a little concerned. 'Hey, Seob, if I asked for another birthday present, would you give it to me?'

"Uh," Yoseob blinked a few times, not sure how to respond, "I-I dunno, it depends what it is, I guess . . . like, I don't have that much extra cash lying around, you know?"

Doojoon

He had been trying to down his beer for the longest time, just staring at Yoseob, whose sparkling eyes were fixed on the screen, clear and wide like a joyful child. He finally mustered up the courage to stammer, 'Hey, Seob, if I asked for another birthday present, would you give it to me?'

"Uh," Yoseob blinked a few times, obviously startled. He really had been immersed in the movie, and Doojoon felt bad and awkward. It would have been so much easier if he had drunk some alcohol to help with his nerves. "I-I dunno, it depends what it is, I guess . . . Like, I don't have that much extra cash lying around, you know?" Yoseob seemed surprised and wary, even.

But he was just so adorable, and Doojoon forced himself to continue. "It-it's not something you can buy anyway," Doojoon replied, completely ignoring the movie as he stared intently at the younger boy.

"If I can, I'll give it to you, what is it?" Yoseob grinned, after hearing that there wasn't an issue with money, oblivious to Doojoon's nervousness, gulping down more cool beer.

"I, uh— I mean, you know you don't have to if you don't want to, but like . . . just . . . it'd be nice if—"

What does Doojoon want from Yoseob? ;) Review and comment please! :)