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Crushing
A concept that felt foreign to the Worker’s VIP until he met Johan. No, that can’t be. Wasn’t their first interaction a fight to the point both of them collapsing at the end?
The crushing towards the slowly going blind boy started after the fight. And to find how, we need to go back to the last crew meeting of the major crews, gathered for one single purpose, to catch and take down Gun Park
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Yuseong stood behind while his twin, had his speech to the other crews. In the front, sat on the stairs by himself, Johan Seong. No one by his sides like Hostel and Big Deal, he didn’t need anyone.
From time to time, the VIP looks at the lonesome boy. Who knows what goes through his mind when it comes to him? Was it acknowledgement for his strength?
Johan takes a look to the side, behind Eugne. Yuseong can’t know for sure if he was glancing at him or just looking at his direction. He was told by Eugene about his bad eyesight.
At the end of the meeting something similar happened, when Johan got up from the stairs to leave the room. He turns his head directly at the VIP. Not Eugene, he’s standing beside the stairs. There was no doubt, that head turn is targeted at him. Barely caught the look of Yuseong’s face, Johan immediately turns his head back, heading out of the room.
Confusion was all the other felt, and heart beating at a faster rate just slightly, gaze remained fixed to the upstairs, where the boy had disappeared through. Their eye met for a few seconds, despite the stoic demeanor, he found himself affected on the inside. A feeling he hasn’t felt before until now.
Eugene walks to the vice-chairman and Yuseong, “Let’s hope this plan will be a success”
Simple nod in response, appearing to be listening to his brother, however his mind was stuck on the brief distant look. He didn’t understand why his heart is beating faster, there were no fights, just standing.
Later a weird thought came to him. Developing a crush on Johan? He’s a boy! And hurt Eugene not long ago! Yet every time his thought drift to the brown-haired boy, the emotionless façade almost crumbled.
It was easy for Eugene to notice the nearly invisible change in his expression, “Hyung? Is there something wrong?”
Yuseong froze, and shook his head a little too fast, making his brother even more sure that something was troubling his mind.
“Hmm what could be troubling your mind?” Eugene thinks out loud, a hand on his chin, “Thinking about the upcoming hunt for Gun? As we had talked about, you only need to deliver the red paper, or is it something else?”
Red paper? He knows. that’s not what keeps Yuseong’s mind busy.
In his own way of answering, he lifts his hand and taps his chest two times, right where the heart is, and shrugs, having no idea for those faster beats.
“The heart? Is it beating faster than normal?”
At the guess, he nods, but the pace of the heart rate didn’t change
“Strange, nothing rushing was happening recently, we were just discussing. Yet something was able to make you feel a strong emotion, that you can’t understand…” A sudden thought came to Eugene, “Or rather someone? I wonder if it has to do with Johan when he turned his head to your direction?” his last words ended in a curious smile. Curious if he’s right about it.
By no gestures and remaining stiff, Eugene knew he hit the nail on the head, that didn’t stop him from being dumbfounded at the realization. For the first time, his precious Hyung liked someone, another boy.
“You might have fallen in love, I’m not sure. Still makes me curious what caused such a reaction. His Physical appearance? Seeing your strongest opponent again?” The questions left his mouth, knowing Yuseong wouldn’t be able to answer properly.
Which was true, he didn’t know. He can’t give a reason for the new strange feeling that’s currently affecting him.
“Hard to answer, I know. Well, you two are going to meet soon.”
They might meet again during hunt for Gun.
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Days after the conversation and the hunt for that man finally came.
The crew heads and Workers’ strongest men made their appearance only when Gun already defeated an army of Workers’ people. Yuseong walked alongside Mandeok and the 2nd affiliate executive.
Last crew head to arrive was Johan Seong, being the one-man crew. Serious expression as the rain drops fall on him.
He was told by Eugene to not get involved too much and focus on delivering the red paper. Although Yuseong ends up getting involved.
“Right. That’s how you should strike!” Gun is about to strike a punch towards Johan, but mid-air, someone lowers his head, moving it out of Gun’s range. The person was no other than the Workers’ VIP.
Moving him out of the fist’s range was from instinct alone, and reflex. Hand pressed down on his head with a firm grip. No time to care the hair felt soft at touch during a battle.
In seconds the two did a double kick in the air, Johan kicks with a spin, and Yuseong follows, striking with his leg pushing Gun meters away for the others to handle.
They get back on their feet, standing next to each other. Johan turns his head to his right.
“Thanks for the save.” Johan squint at him, what’s he trying to look at?
“I think you have freckles. I gotta go.”
Just like that Johan dashes to where Gun is
Freckles? Yuseong’s hand brushed over his own cheeks, running his finger over the freckles, the same one that used to be called ‘Shitty fucking freckles’ by his bullies. They were noticed, but what’s his opinion on them? Were they truly shitty or he thinks differently?
Quickly he snaps back to what was told to do, deliver the red paper
The rest of the hunt Yuseong remembers is Gun almost getting to him, then Mandeok going against Gun and to give an advantage to the crew heads by breaking one of his arms. They were successful, but the action led to a broken knee from the impact against Gun’s arm, and getting beat by him, leaving both of them unconscious.
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The time when he woken up wasn’t known, what he did know was he’s currently in a hospital bed, the white walls and the smell gave that away. He tried to move, and couldn’t, his left leg was completely immobile, bandaged.
Turning his head to the side, Eugene is sitting on a chair beside the bed, slumped, gaze down at the floor, until the sound of his older twin getting up is heard. Now, with his brother up he had to up a brave face for him.
“Your little crush made it out, too. He is probably meeting his mother right now. For some time you’ll need to use a crutch to walk.” Eugene points to the bandaged leg. “I think after this battle, Johan may want to go to school, and live normally. There could still be a chance to talk, though.”
Eugene holds Yuseong’s phone, open with the newly added contact added there. His phone only had two contacts, Eugene’s and Mandeok’s, today there is a third one.
Slowly a little shy, Yuseong reached and took the phone from his hand.
“If me and Samuel didn’t work, maybe you could have more luck…” Eugene muttered to himself.
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To the unexpected, they did end up talking again through texting, Yuseong had to make the big move of being the one to first message, as Johan wasn’t aware of his contact being saved in his phone.
Making the first move is always scary, thankfully Johan even with his guarded personality, answers him.
They hit off the moment Johan asked if he likes dogs, and a friendship slowly begins developing. Their conversation could go from dog pictures, or about how good his mother makes the food, or Yuseong showing his favorite toys.
And that’s how he learns Johan is quite popular at his school, once saying it felt overwhelming when girls approach him. Which surely didn’t make Yuseong a little jealous, right?
For some weeks they keep texting each other, then one day Eugene comes in his brother’s room, saying something Yuseong always dreaded to do since befriending the boy he’s crushing on.
“Hey, Hyung, you should call him instead of texting him. Letting him hear your voice? I know you can speak.”
Is his twin insane? How could he ever call, actually speak? Nonetheless, hesitant, with a deep breath, going to Johan’s contact, tapping the call button, and held the phone to his ear.
The phone rings for a few seconds, and stops, Johan picked up.
“Hello? Did you accidently press the call?” His tone confused, not every day he’s being called by someone who would never imagine to call.
“Nope…” One single word was forced out to come out, his heat beating so fast it could leap out.
“Nope? Did I hear correctly? Was that your voice?” The confusion goes to surprise, hardly believing he is on a call with Yuseong, of all people.
“Mhm.” A simple confirmation.
“What did you call me for?” Johan asked, sounding a little nervous himself
Still in the room was Eugene, whispering, “Date. Ask about a date. Can you do that? You and him.”
The audacity of what he just told him to say took Yuseong out, nearly dropping the phone from his ear. Since when is Eugene a matchmaker?
He shots a panicked look at his brother, saying: “What are you on about??” Was this normal? Being pushed by his twin to ask for a date? Shouldn’t he be the older one? What if he gets rejected and only being seen as a friend?
Another deep breath, as he’s about to do it.
“… Date. Can we have… a date?”
“What?” silence for a few seconds, “Did you just ask me out?
The words left the other line, Yuseong could picture the shock on the boy’s face, at the same time, he feels like he fucked up, fearing a rejection.
“Mhm.”
“I don’t know what to say… um, I would be up for it… yes.” Johan agreed, shyly.
“Really?”
“I would like to. Thought I would say no?”
“When?
“It’s still Saturday, can it be in the afternoon? In Gangbuk if you want to.”
Eugene smirks, about to leave, not before giving a thumps-up for doing what he told him to do. Without looking, his older twin flips him off. Eugene very much didn’t expect, he never showed the middle finger to anyone before, someone had to be at fault.
“Flipping me off? Who taught you that? Did he teach you how to flip me off through text?”
A shrug and a nod, it was true, he couldn’t deny it, a while ago Johan told him to use the gesture at any given moment someone annoys him
“See you at the park in Gangbuk.” Those were the last words heard before the call ended.
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How were things going for the brown-haired boy?
Phone left on the desk, taking his time to register what he just agreed to.
A date with the Workers’ chairman’s cute twin brother. The reason he always rejected the girls at school.
More importantly how is he going to tell his mother about this? Going on a date with a boy, would she be disappointed? Or should he lie about being with a girl? No. Johan would never lie to his mother, all that could be hoped is to be supportive of his choice.
Outside his room, his mother crochets clothes for Eden and Miro, she stops from doing so, as her son is in front of her, looking down with a face of guilt, not knowing what to make of his emotions. He knows he shouldn’t feel that way, yet can’t stop himself. Growing up religious, Johan was always taught boys should only be with girls. Which makes him afraid his mother still thinks that way.
“Yes, dear? Did something happen?” An expression of worry is shown, wondering why is Johan looking like he’s in trouble.
“No, I mean yes… I’m going on a date.”
“Wonderful! Why make such a face over a date?”
“It’s not with a girl, mom… my date is a boy”
Silence filled the room, no one spoke, not even a bark from the dogs, Johan closed his eyes bracing himself for any harsh words, except he’s met by arms hugging him, taking him aback.
“Johan, my baby, don’t ever feel guilty for the liking a boy.” She looks up into his eyes, “Understand? Your mama will love her baby no matter what.”
“Thank you, mom” A sniff escapes him, not expecting such outcome.
“Now, a date is still a date even if it’s with a boy. And you can’t go meet him looking like this. He’s goint to laugh at you for having such unkept hair.”
Laugh? Not even in his dream he could imagine Yuseong laughing, it’s a laughable idea by itself.
The hair has got longer since the last time it was cut, he didn’t put much thought into his hair until mama Seong pointed it out. She drags Johan to the salon to get the hair cut, not putting any fight in being dragged by his mother, he was rather willing about it. Her eyesight is great again with that in mind, he knows she’s going to do a good job as well.
“Say dear, why don’t you describe me how your date looks like?”
“Uh, he’s cute, black haired, I thought he was mute but I heard his voice for the first time on the phone! And I’m sure I saw freckles on his cheeks.”
She could tell Johan truly likes the boy, noticing a smile while taking about him, one feature prequels her interests, “He has freckles? Oh, I wish that boy was a girl, I could have had beautiful grandchildren with little freckles.”
“MOM! How could you say that?! We are not even together!” Johan is completely flustered, no way his mother suggested grandkids if Yuseong was a girl. What was worse, a very inappropriate image popped in his mind about it. “… yet”
Her chuckles filled the salon over his reaction, “I’m sorry, it’s a pretty feature to have, your mama couldn’t help herself to not say it”
After five minutes, his haircut is done. “There! You’re perfect! It’s the second time I cut your hair, and I still don’t know where the black roots are coming from, you always had brown hair since little.”
“I once dyed my hair black, and since then, the roots never faded away…”
“Well, you look more like mama with those roots.” They look at the mirror in front of them, and indeed he resembled his mother.
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Saying his ‘see you later’ to his mother, and heads to the park, Miro and Eden were kept at home, Mrs. Seong wanted for them to have a date with no bothering from the dogs, only them.
Further in the park he spots a boy with a recognizable grey cap stabbing a stick into the sand, and yanked it out, repeating. His choice of clothes no longer the Workers uniform, but a dress shirt with a sleeveless blue sweater.
To surprise him, Johan walks behind him, trying to make little to no sound, before tapping his shoulder, which startled the hell out of Yuseong, puffing like a scared cat, turning and calming down, to see his date, in front of him, in a proper date outfit. A white clean shirt, over it was a dark blue jacket with a black line, and black jeans. There was another thing, his hair looking shorter and not as messy as the last time Yuseong saw him.
“Recognized ya by the cap”
He gave Johan a quick once-over far less subtle than intended.
“You cut your hair.”
“I did. My mom cut it, saying I needed to cut it because of how messy it was. It feels weird to hear your voice… Not in a bad way, thought! It doesn’t sound bad at all!” Johan reassures
“You know, standing up and looking at each other like this reminds me of the time we first faced each other.”
“Mhm” a simple agreement, and the memory of their fight comes back
“Are you as strong as last time? What if we fought again?” Johan teases, “But not today, it’s our date now, right? Let’s leave a rematch for another day… also, you don’t need to wear the cap around me” he grabs the cap by the brim and takes it off Yuseong’s head. “You look better without it”
“I do?”
“Yes, you do. Don’t hide your face anymore, especially your freckles, I want to see them.”
Unwarily Yuseong points to his cheek with a finger.
Johan mistakes it as something totally different, mistaking it for a cheek kiss.
“Do you really want me to…?”
Soft lips already on his left cheek, leaving a small peck.
Both of them are blushing like the teenagers they are. And the kiss, is how Johan find out Yuseong’s real genuine smile is a downturned smile.
Small animals are admired in silence while they walk in the park, neither of them could say a word after what happened. Yuseong breaks the silence by mentioning what he did earlier.
“I flipped out Eugene like you told me to…”
The information made Johan grin, “I’m such bad influence to you, next time you’ll start cursing because of me. Fist bump for listening!” He stretched his fist to Yuseong, who’s confused by the gesture, he brings his own fist to Johan’s but barely hitting it, more like touching it.
“Do it properly, like the way we already fist bumped when we fought.”
Second time, Yuseong actually hits, much harder, not realizing his own strength
"Too hard."