chapter 8 (end)

After just a while of Jeongwoo returning to his own house, he got a call from his best friend. Not minding anything, he casually picked up.

“Hello?”

“Park freaking Jeongwoo ! Why did you make Doyoung cry ?!” Haruto asked in ridicule.

“What- what the fuck do you mean ?? Why would I make Doyoungie cry?” The younger asked back. “So you don't know what you did?” Haruto spoke. “Of course I don't. What are you even talking about?”

“Doyoung. He is crying.” Haruto said. “Well I know that now but why ?? And what has it to do with me ?” Jeongwoo asked, pulling out his hair strand in frustration.

“You didn't confess to him today.”

“Wh- what are you referring to, Ruto?”

“You like Doyoung, don't you?” Only silence was heard from the other side as Haruto asked the very obvious question.

“Answer me, Jeongwoo-ya.” The elder spoke again with tint of demand in his strong tone. “Fine, I do. I love him.” Jeongwoo gave in and accepted his feelings.

“Then? You had the perfect opportunity to confess back there. You do realize that Doyoung is in love with you, right?” Jeongwoo shook his head at that.

“Right?” After Haruto's question, Jeongwoo realized that Haruto couldn't see him. “No..” He slowly muttered out. “Doyoung likes you, I guess.” Jeongwoo's voice got even vulnerable as he spoke. “What the— No Jeongwoo! Doyoung loves you! He hangs out with me because he takes advice about you idiot. Don't tell me you didn't confess because you thought he liked me.”

“Ruto I gotta go.” Jeongwoo said.

“WHERE– DOYOUNG IS CRYI-"

“To Doyoungie's house.”

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Jeongwoo reached there in 15 minutes. He took a deep breathe and knocked on the door, he felt nervous suddenly when he was in front if Doyoung's house.

After a while, the door was opened with Doyoung peeking outside to see who it was.

“Doyoung..” Jeongwoo muttered. The elder opened the door fully at that and stared at the latter with zero expression.

“What?”

“You were crying..” Jeongwoo said seeing Doyoung's face. His eyes were puffy and red, his cheeks were swollen and his nose tip was bright red.

“What do you want?” Doyoung asked again, his voice was stern. “Are you alright?” The younger asked, his voice represented how concerned he was at that moment. But Doyoung was far beyond hurt and hopeless to notice that.

“Yeah. You should head home now, it's late already.”

Jeongwoo bit his lips. He wanted to speak his heart out, but he couldn't considering how stern Doyoung was being.

“Good night then.” Jeongwoo said. The shorter boy gave a single nod and closed his door in front of Jeongwoo's face. The younger stood there for a while. He heard loud sobs coming from inside. Doyoung was crying at the entrance. Jeongwoo clenched his chest, he felt so awful hearing Doyoung's helpless and hurtful sobs.

“Fuck it!” He whispered to himself and knocked on the door again.

“Go away!” Doyoung shouted from inside. His voice was so weak and vulnerable. “Please go away.” He whisper-shouted again.

“Doyoung, please give me a chance.” Jeongwoo pleaded from outside. “I want to make it right, please!” He shouted this time with another bang on the door.

A few minutes passed and the door slowly creaked open fully.

“Why were you crying?” Jeongwoo asked. “Are you okay?” The younger took Doyoung's hand in his. With his free hand, he went to touch the latter's puffy, reddish cheeks. But Doyoung slapped that hand away, Jeongwoo felt a bit conscious.

“Just leave.” Doyoung spoke.

“No you have to hear me out, please!”

“Fine! Then speak.”

“Ah Doyoung-ah look I don't know how this will make you feel but please don't be mad at me okay? Look I'm scared but I wanna make it right.” The elder nodded. He was tired and wanted Jeongwoo to just get away with another friendship crap he prepared.

“Look... suppose there were two friends. One friend felt something special like a connection between them- but he was lost and unsure, he felt so conf– Aaaa okay okay i'll just say it.” Jeongwoo quickly said as Doyoung was about to close the door hearing this typical story.

Jeongwoo took a deep breath. He was finally going to do it, yes.

“That friend likes that other friend.” Jeongwoo spoke.

“Who's the first friend?” Doyoung asked, coldly.

“Me.”

“Who's the other friend?” The shorter male asked again, annoyed, Jeongwoo was disturbing him at this point while babbling nonsense.

A sigh escaped Jeongwoo's trembling lips.

“I like..you.”

“You like me as what? A friend?” Doyoung laughed a bit saying the ‘friend' word out of frustration. Jeongwoo was not late in shaking his head quickly. “No! Not as a friend.” He confessed. “Then as what? Fucking tell me!” Doyoung almost shouted. The younger never saw him being rude like this. But now that Doyoung was being this rude and stern with him, Jeongwoo couldn't utter a single word.

“I–”

“Do you want to kiss me?” Doyoung asked. An affirmative answer came from the latter. He dreamt in bright daylight about kissing the elder. How much he wanted to taste those cherry heart-shaped lips!

“Do you want me as your boyfriend?” An aggressive nod came from Jeongwoo.

“Do you want to have sex with me?” This time, Jeongwoo's ears reddened. Doyoung spoke it with so much ease, probably because he was mad. But Jeongwoo felt a twisted sensation in his stomach. He bit his lower lip and nodded. “I never thought about that...but yeah, I would want that.” He spoke, shyness was evident in his tone and face. But he just stood there like that, didn't say or do a single thing after he confessed his feelings.

Doyoung grabbed his hair in frustration.

“Why don't you fucking do something?? Why are just standing there like this, Woo? Don't you understand ! I fucking love you so much!” Doyoung spoke his heart out. He leaned his body at the doorframe. Sobs started escaping his delicate lips.

Jeongwoo was hesitant about saying anything when he finally accepted his feelings. But seeing the shorter male like this, he knew what was the right thing to do. And so, Jeongwoo ran to Doyoung, engulfing him in a tight hug. Doyoung cried on Jeongwoo’s broad shoulders. He waited so long for this day. “I love you so much, Doyoungie. I swear I didn’t wanna hurt you like this. I want to kiss you so bad! I want to claim you as mine, I want to make you feel special and loved. I want you to know that you are the one who is always on my mind! Making me so weak and vulnerable. I care for you and I promise, I will always protect you. I won't let you waste another single drop of tear, I promise.” Jeongwoo spoke his heart out.

He patted Doyoung's head, it was all hot from the constant crying.

He broke the hug and cupped Doyoung's rosy, round and soft cheeks with his palms.

Doyoung was pretty. Starting from his forehead, to his chin ; every part of his face just was so good to be trueand attractive as hell.

“You're so beautiful, you know that?” Jeongwoo asked and stated at the same time.

He planted a soft kiss on Doyoung's forehead. Then his eyes, his nose, his chin and lastly his cheek.

“I wanna kiss those lips so bad.” The taller one said. Doyoung held Jeongwoo's hand on his cheek and pressed it against the skin a little more. “Then what's stopping you? Kiss me all you want.”

Jeongwoo stared at those lips for a few seconds and looked at his eyes. The hopeful eyes, waiting for their lips to meet.

He slowly closed the gap between them and pressed lips against Doyoung's plump ones in a gentle manner. It felt like a dream come true, to finally feel that warm and addictive taste of Doyoung's lips.

They pulled away soon enough. Jeongwoo rested his sweaty forehead on Doyoung's. A magnificent smile was bloomed on the latter's face, with tear mark on his cheeks. “God I loved it so much.” Doyoung spoke. “I wanna kiss you again.” He sais again. His voice was asking for it and Jeongwoo felt weak suddenly. He was so damn whipped fir the small and tiny boy in front of him. He was like the most fragile thing ever ; but he made Jeongwoo’s heart beat faster like never!

The younger smirked, the innocent kiss represented the homely feeling of love after months of waiting.

But now, he just wanted Doyoung. He wanted to taste those delicate lips again, it was addictive.

So Jeongwoo wrapped his left hand around Doyoung's slim waist and caressed it, sending shivers to the latter's whole body. He crashed his lips against Doyoung's ones, they moved their lips like there is no tomorrow, involving tongue afterwards. And while being in the heated kiss, Jeongwoo slowly moved their bodies inside of the house and with his free hand he closed the door, never letting go off Doyoung's lips.

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Yup ! The end y'all ^^

Ik ik I delayed a lot in publishing, because i lost my motivation while being in the middle of writing it. But I think the last chapter was worth the waiting tho?

Anyway thank you for supporting this story ! If yall didnt comment those nice things, I wouldn't be able to complete this fic, so thank you guys like rlly !! Specially RuPyies ur comments made me write like literally tysm ! I felt like there is someone who enjoys this story, I should finish it for them so yea u helped me a lot ! ^^

Maybe in the future, I'll write more about Dowoo and othe Doyoung ships, so look forward to my Doyoung oneshot book :D

Stay healthy always and keep loving Treasure please <3 Hope y'all have great days ahead and yeah. Let's say goodbye for now. See you again in my next works. Until then, teu-baaa !!