Look~! I'm posting the next chapter already! :3 (i think i'm getting back into this -w- jk i wrote look 2356283496312 pages of this so i could start posting after i got to like, the 93452384 chapter... -.-') I was going to make this all one chapter, but my sister - she writes too but I can't say who she is yet .' - was like, 'fuck that. this shit's too long to be one chapter' sooo... -m- I had to divide it. It feels so...so WRONG; I always thought of this a, a one-shot! . Oh well... -n- I hope you like; I'm not even supposed to be on write now, supposed to be doing an Edgar Allen Poe project... O_O' but I just came on to post this so...! ^u^' Please like this? Thank you~

Pairings: Dongseung (Dongwoon x Hyunseung); Mentioned! Dooseob (Doojoon x Yoseob), Mentioned! 2Jun (Doojoon x Junhyung), Imaginary! Junseung.

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/General

"lala" - out loud

"lala" - in head

'lala' - something said/written in the past, remembered

'lala' - the title of something

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Ch. 2

Dongwoon grumbled, violently turning over in his bunk, the sheets getting tangled around his legs and making him feel similar to what a caterpillar that didn't want to turn into a butterfly but made a chrysalis out of forced habit felt like. He pulled Mr. Teddy closer to him, punching the bear in the stomach to make it comfortable (it's not as morbid as it sounds, he swore), but to no better results. He hadn't been able to fully sleep the last four nights, since Doojoon told him about his Hyunseung problem being a 'life lesson' he had to unravel himself. Dongwoon sat up abruptly, puffing out his cheeks. "What the hell is a life lesson anyway...?" He felt a soft (obviously throw-able) object hit the side of his head, making him turn to the culprit, a groggy and disgruntled Yoseob who was sleepily glaring at him from the other end of the bunks. "Ne, why are you up? You know what we have to do tomorrow, don't you? Three hours, Dongwoon ah. We have to get up in three hours. You'd do better to be sleeping instead of making noise moving around like that for no reason." Before Dongwoon could indignantly remark, Yoseob had already flopped back down, back to snoring softly while he held on to his favorite pillow, Doojoon.

Dongwoon - though still a bit sore at his hyung - laid back down, careful not to make too much noise or else suffer scolding from a really irritated Yoseob. He could live without that.

He watched the glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling, tracing the Big Dipper with his eyes over and over, because that was the only one he actually committed to memory. When he was sure he'd gone over it so much he would become tired of ever staring at the sky again, he pulled his wrist up to his face, pressing the light button on his watch. An hour had passed. He didn't get any sleep. And he needed to use the bathroom. Badly. He sat up again, sliding his way down the blankets to the ladder, which was definitely a feat when he tried to be noiseless enough to keep everyone asleep. As he was beginning his extremely slow decent on the ladder, he heard the door creak open, and the unmistakable sound of someone popping a soda can.

Dongwoon could feel the eyes on the top of his head, and as he looked up, Yoseob was looking back at him, giving him the disturbingly calm look. He was the only person Dongwoon encountered who could terrify him while half-asleep.

"Dongwoon. You are too noisy." "But hyung, that wasn't me! I wasn't even-" "Junhyung, you come here." The unintended Dongwoon-framer looked up from his beverage, uninterested surprise plastered on his face. "Huh?" "Just come here." Junhyung shrugged, coming closer to the bunks. Dongwoon stayed frozen on the ladder, too terrified of his glaring hyung to move. "Honestly, that…I can't believe he says you're a peaceful sleeper; how would he know, ne? Let him try to sleep by you then…"

Dongwoon's ears perked at the grumbled comment from his groggy, muttering hyung. "What?"

Yoseob shook his head, his whole body swinging in the same slow fashion as if about to fall over. "…Nothing! Junhyung ah…you must sleep up here tonight. I can't sleep with Dongwoon ah…troubling himself with problems, when…when…he should be sleeping! And, and and…letting me do the same."

Junhyung pouted slightly, taking a swig of his cola. "Ige mwoya? Why?" "Aigoo…Hyunie and Kiki sleep…sleeping! You not, so…so you should…" Yoseob's words were getting groggier and less coherent. His last mumble was, "Na…just switch with Dongwoon ah..?" before falling back asleep.

"Yoseobie hyung's snores started before he hit the pillow…" Dongwoon noted in amazement, looking down at Junhyung, who simply stared back up at him, sipping his drink as if nothing happened. Dongwoon stuck his lip out. "Naa…what should we do hyung…?" Junhyung shrugged. "If we don't switch Yoseobie will be moody tomorrow, and we don't want that." Dongwoon sighed, silently agreeing with Junhyung. He grabbed his pillow and blankets and let them fall to the floor, jumping down the rest of the ladder and hurrying to the bathroom.

When he came back, Junhyung had already moved, his half empty can perched on a cardboard box and himself already asleep in Dongwoon's bunk. Dongwoon mentally reprimanded his hyung for such bad habits and picked up his covers and pillow, about to crawl onto Junhyung's bed, before he remembered who he slept next to. He turned his head to the left, and saw Kikwang curled into himself, his form moving slightly with his inhaling and exhaling, mumbling about hostile marshmallows and banana kings.

Dongwoon sighed, taking in a breath as he turned to the other side, seeing only the fiery head of Hyunseung whose body was, for the most part, facing the wall and bundled in blankets; his hyung was also obviously dead to the word, a hint of dried saliva down the corner of his slightly open mouth to his chin and the eyeliner – which everyone insisted he take off when he slept, which he did, but he'd forget a lot of the time or not remove all, Dongwoon noticed – around his eyes made thin grey-black rings, his hair incredibly tousled and making him look even more like a torch.

Dongwoon, despite himself, had to hold in a giggle, admiring how cute his hyung looked. He sighed in relief. So that was it. He was just jealous of how cute Hyunseungie hyung was. He glanced at Doojoon's bed, sticking his tongue out. "'Life lesson', huh." He crawled into Junhyung's bed, closing his eyes and mentally patting himself on the back.

He started to feel tired, lack of sleep over a time period catching up on him. He put his arms behind his head, getting pulled into the comforting darkness of sleep, when he felt pressure on his chest and more on his side.

Warm. It was very warm. He struggled to open his eyes and see what it was, even if it was welcoming, because in his sleep induced state he just didn't know what it could be, and what felt like a hand making small, soothing circles on his chest was making it harder to stay awake. When he did manage to open them for a second, he saw a flash of orange, and his last thought was that he didn't solve what was wrong with him, but he knew –he just knew, he didn't even know how he did – he knew he didn't want the warmth to leave him, so he did the only thing he could comprehend, and wrapped an arm around the body in return.