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“Really?” Doyoung stares down at his boyfriend. “Dance practice again? At midnight?” He taps his foot against the floor, waiting for an answer.
Jaehyun, sweet Jaehyun, smiles with both dimples- most likely unaware of what really bothered his main squeeze (‘he’s your only squeeze,’ Johnny had once corrected). He gave him a kiss on the cheek for good measure. “I know it’s so late. But Ten doesn’t think we’ve got the moves down yet. You know how he gets. I’ll make it up to you, babe. We can watch Star Trek tomorrow. Promise.”
“Maybe I don’t have time to watch it tomorrow,” Doyoung pouted. Curse Ten.
There is a thing called ‘ambiance’. For Doyoung, it was shoving all his chemistry notes and textbooks from the coffee table onto the dining table. That made just enough space for Hyunnie to splay his legs out as they cuddled on their little sofa. It also included Doyoung criticizing every choice put into making the Star Trek movie remakes.
Now he has to move his stuff back to the coffee table because his boyfriend will be out all night.
“Yes you do, I’ll pick you up after your society meeting,” he smirks, before he starts kissing Doyoung’s jaw, then his Adam's apple, going lower and lower. “I’ll be yours all evening, how does that sound?” He asks into Doyoung’s collarbone.
Doyoung closes his eyes as he clutches Jaehyun’s hair. “Mhmmm.” They break when Jaehyun’s phone vibrates again.
“It’s not a big deal,” Doyoung mutters while Jaehyun gets his shoes on. “You’ll be tired after dancing all night. We can marathon on the weekend instead.”
“Aw babe, you’re so sweet,” he gives Doyoung a short peck on the lips and smirks, “But you’re not getting rid of me that easily.”
Chemistry Society is exactly as exciting as it sounds.
They spend the first hour going over the society funds given to them by the university (which are ever decreasing), then over the activities they did last semester. Then talking shit about their worst professors for twenty minutes. And at his usual time, Donghyuck starts whining.
“We already major in this, do we have to spend our free time on it too?” asks their youngest member.
“Leave, then,” says Doyoung, “I only asked Jeno to come. You just tagged along one time and kept coming back.”
“Because you made me the treasurer!” Donghyuck crossed his arms.
“And it is an important task that I urge you to take seriously. You can’t just simply learn chemistry, you have to keep the chemistry community thriving,” Doyoung says, ticking off his checklist on his clipboard. Donghyuck sticks out his tongue before huffing in his seat.
“What did you have in mind for this semester?” Kun, pen in hand. He took his job as secretary quite seriously.
“We should get chem kids familiar with the other science nerds. Let’s do a mixer.”
“Is it not bad enough to major in chemistry, now we have to meet people too? Pick a crime, hyung,” Jeno slams his head on the table.
“I’m doing this especially for you, sweetie,” Doyoung says, patting Jeno’s head. “Cats and chemistry can’t be all that there is to life.”
He catches Jeno saying, “It’s more than enough,” under his breath. He can’t get angry at him, though. He loves his antisocial cat-loving cousin (if Doyoung thinks about it long enough, Jeno is basically a cat himself).
“President’s not allowed to pick favorites,” Donghyuck chirps at Doyoung.
“Shut up, you gremlin.”
Kun rubs his temple, “So when and where is this happening? Are all the other sciences invited?”
That gets Doyoung on track. “Let’s do it right after midterms. We can book the science quad for the evening. And of course not, we’re not inviting math-phys even if they were the last faculty on campus. Everyone else is invited.”
“They wouldn’t come anyway,” says Donghyuck, “They never come to any event. Ever. Have you even seen a math-phys kid on campus?”
“Oh I have,” Doyoung’s expression darkens, “but they’re crazy.”
Kun raises an eyebrow, “Taeyong’s in math-phys, isn’t he?”
“That’s where the devil kids go, I guess,” says Jeno.
“Huh, you’re right,” agrees Doyoung, “Donghyuck, have you ever considered applying?”
The last twenty minutes consist of Kun and Jeno holding Donghyuck back from whacking Doyoung with his 400-page Organic Chemistry textbook while Doyoung roars with laughter.
After that, it was agreed that they would flesh out the details for the event at the next meeting. Doyoung made a mental note to look for a more optimistic and less homicidal treasurer.
Doyoung’s phone vibrates while he’s locking the door to the Chemistry Society.
From: Jaehyunie
Teokki- hyung! <3
I’m outside the chem building
That brings a smile back on Doyoung’s face.
To: Jaehyunie
I’m locking up. Be there in a min
He heads out to see Jaehyun standing out at the front. He’s even carrying two takeout containers. Nice. As he walks towards him, he has time to admire how his boyfriend’s toned arms on display through his muscle tee.
“Hey,” he greets Jaehyun, wrapping his arms around his waist. Jaehyun kisses him square on the mouth.
“Hey babe,” says, Jaehyun. “I just got a message from Ten, and I didn’t wanna say it over text…”
Doyoung sees the sheepish smile on Jaehyun’s face. “Another emergency practice?” It made sense, the muscle tee, the track pants, his duffle slung over his shoulder.
“We’re getting better, but it’s gonna be tight until Friday’s performance.” He holds Doyoung a little tighter. “We have to gel with the new members or it won’t look good.”
Jaehyun’s team - SM15B- have been working on their new piece for the Autumn Showcase. Auditions start Friday and that’s putting the entire team on edge.
Doyoung enjoys watching Jaehyun dance. His boyfriend joined this team as a hobby, but he took team responsibilities seriously. Doyoung found that kinda hot. Sometimes he’d sit in on practice and watch Jaehyun and his muscular friends pop it and lock it. One time, he got to watch Jaehyun ‘practice’ his body rolls. After practice, he urged Jaehyun to spend the night.
Doyoung sighs. “I get it. It’s cool. I had to review my lectures anyway.” He would rather not.
Jaehyun kisses his cheek. “I have to head back over in an hour. But I thought we could at least eat dinner together.” He holds up the takeout.
Doyoung gives him his gummiest smile.“You know the way to my heart.”
Around ten p.m., Doyoung gives up trying to read his textbook. He hops onto his bed, his fingers tapping over a certain contact.
To: Kun
Your boyfriend’s a hoe
From: Kun
Ummm
Unfortunately, I understand :/
To: Kun
I wanted 1 fun night with my boyfriend
From: Kun
K same but I have literally not seen my own man in two weeks.
To: Kun
Wanna break into their dance room and take them hostage?
From: Kun
1 im pretty sure its open
2 ten would kill you dead
To: Kun
: (((((
From: Kun
Just wait it out
They'll have more time after Fri
Also- invite the mphys kids to the mixer its means to leave them out
To: Kun
You r right patience is key
From: Kun
Doyoung
To: Kun
Yes?
From: Kun
Do it or I will
To: Kun
I will personally throw out all your scented candles if you do
From: Kun
Youre not a teenager anymore. Let it go and invite the mphys kids.
To: Kun
I’d like to think that I still look like a teenager.
From: Kun
You do you still have acne
To: Kun
...ill think about it
From: Kun
Good :)
(1) New Message from Jaehyunnie
From: Kun
Ten just texted they r done for the day
Night night
To: Kun
Yea jaehyun just texted
Thanks kun, goodnight
He shouldn't be this excited about getting a text from Jaehyun at this point. It’s been six months since they started dating.
From: Jaehyunie - photo attached
Can I come over 4 cuddles?
Doyoung smiles big as he replies yes. That is, until he taps on the photo.
It's a cute photo. Jaehyun loves taking mirror selfies during dance practice and his teammates are in various states of exhaustion behind him. Then he spots Lee freaking Taeyong wearing his stupid bucket hat in the corner of the picture.
Oh no