#sungjoe

I NEED MOAR SUNGJOE!!!

Sungjong's POV It can't be... "Byungie! Wh-...what are you doing here?! I thought you were in America!!" i sounded more shocked than excited. I went to give him a big hug. "Aha. Hello Jongie~ It's so nice to see you again after all these years. How have you been? As for me, my family moved back here last week. I just got a part time job before starting school next week." Byungie told me while ruffling my hair after giving me a hug back. "Oh really?!" i exclaimed, "What school did you transfer to?" "Woollim High." "Oh my gosh, NO WAY! Me and Myungie here go there. Oh and by the way, this is Kim Myungsoo, my boyfriend." I saw Myungsoo stand up before giving Byungie a sligh bow and a smile. " Kim Myungsoo." "Well it's nice to meet such a close friend of Jong's. Lee Byung Hun, or you can call me L.Joe." "This is so exciting! I can't wait for you to start going to school with us. I bet you don't know that many people, right? It's okay, a lot of people are friendly there... Kinda... But with your looks, you'll be perfectly fine!" I couldn't help myself but be all jumpy and giddy now that Byungie is back in Korea. We have so much to catch up on. I hope Myungie-hyung likes him too. "Well, it's only 7:25 and school doesnt start until 8:05, so why don't we sit here and catch up?" "Hmm, Idunno. I'll go ask my manager if it is okay with him. Be right back." he replied before pinching my cheek and walking off. About 2 minutes later, he came back without his black apron on and sat down next to Myungie, across from me. I counld't stop smiling from finally seeing my childhood friend after almost 4 years. There was so much to catch up on. Myungsoo's POV That L.Joe guy seems pretty close with Sungjong. How come i have never heard of him or seen any pictures of him? And it's like I don't exist anymore. Sungjong just like forgot I was here. I decided to interrupt their little catch up time. "So, you guys seem pretty close. How long have you know each other? "Me and Byungie are childhood friends. We meet in Kindergarden. I didn't have anyone to play with, but then he came and asked me if I wanted to color with him. Then after that, we have been hanging with each other ever since. We would go over to each others house to play or do homework. But then he had to move to America because of his family." Jong told me with a big, bright smile. I don't see that kind of smile from him often. Well, he hasn't seen this guy for ages, so I guess that would be something to be excited for. But, why does he always call him Byungie? I thought I was the only one to have a nickname. "Oh, I see. Well, welcome back to Korea." i smiled at L.Joe. "Thank you. It is so good to be back here. I really miss it here, the food and lifestyle. America is so...dull. But, I missed you, Jongie, the most." That last line was unexpected. I looked ar Jongie from the corners of my eyes and saw that he was blushing slightly. What the... Those two were only good friends right? They didn't use to date before...right? But then why is Sungjong acting like that? While those two were chatting it up with each other, I took out my phone to check the time. 7:55. I guess we better start heading to school. "Ahem, I'm sorry, but Jongie we gotta head to school. It's already 7:55-... Make that 7:56. I'll go pay for our drinks at the counter while you wrap things up with L.Joe here. It was nice to meet you by the way. I hope we can talk a bit more in the future." i simply bowed before walking off to the counter. After paying for the drinks, I turned around and saw Sungjong giving that guy a really big hug only he gives me. No... I am not jealous. That is an ugly attribute. But-... Why do I feel like this for? I know Jongie would never leave me for someone else. Right? We made a promise. Yeah, i'm worrying for nothing. I then saw them exchange phone numbers before he ruffled Sungjong's hair again and sent him off to me. Sungjong grabbed my hand and cuddled up against my chest as we walked out the cafe. "I am so glad he's here. I hope you two can become good friends." he said in a quite tone. I put my arm around his waist, pulling him closer to me, and gave him a peck on the lips. "I hope we can too." I said before walking onto the cold morning streets to the school. L.Joe's POV After waving Sungjong goodbye, I kept my focus on the two. My heart felt a load of weight as I saw that damn Myungsoo guy kiss Sungjong. MY Sungjong. "Damn you, Kim Myungsoo. I will make Sungjong mine." i muttered under clenched teeth before heading back to my shift. Just wait... I  will tear both of you apart and make Sungjong all mine...

Sungjong's POV I was about to move to the seat in front of Myungie, but as I got up, I saw the waiters face and it made me gasp in shock. "Good morning Sungjong. Nice to see you again." I can't believe it...

Sungjong's POV I woke up earlier than Myungie hyung becuase i wanted to make him some dinner. As i went down the stairs, I noticed that the kitchen lights were already on. I got curious and decided to see who to was. As I rounded the corner, I saw Mrs.Kim putting away some groceries. "Hello Mrs.Kim." I said to her and bowed 90 degrees. "Sungjong! Dear! How many times have I told you to stop calling me that! Aishh." she said to me as she came and hugged me. "Aha, I'm sorry. Just a habit, that's all. Anyways how was your day? And I was wondering if I could use your kitchen to cook Myungsoo up some dinner?" Mrs.Kim smiled sweetly at me and nodded het head. "Of course you can! And my day was fine thank you. I'll help you cook okay?" I just simply nodded my head an started to help her unpack the groceries. I really love being around Myungie's parents. They always treat me so nice. If only my parents were still around, i bet they would have been great friends with each other. I slowly started to remember that dreadful night, of when mu parents died... -Flashback- I was only 7 years old. Me and my older hyung, Hoya, were waiting for our parents to come home. There was a really bad storm outside, and my parents still wern't back from their work. I was getting super worried. Just then, the lights blacked out, leaving me alone in the dark. I cried out for Hoya, but I guess he couldn't hear me. I decided to find his cell phone and call my parents. I quickly dialed their number on the phone and waited for them to answer. My body was trembling in fear. They finally picked up the phone. "Mommy! Daddy!," i yelled into the phone, "Please hurry up and come home! Please!" "It's okay honey. Daddy and I are almost home. Jut go find-..." my mom didn't get to finish when I heard a loud crashing sound from the other end of the phone. "Mommy? Mommy?!? Are you all right? Please answer me!" i begged into the phone hoping that they would hear me. Hoya suddenly came into the room i was in. "Sungjong! What's wrong?!" he asked whe wrapping his arms around me. I couldn't even talk. Tears kept falling from my eyes. I guess Hoya saw the phone, because he decided to go and picm it up. He looked at the caller and saw that it was out parents. He put it up against his ear, and all he heard was static. "Sungjong? What happened?" "Mommy and ... And Daddy... - they ... they are dead." I chocked out due to my excessive crying. "it's all my fault... It's all my fault!!" I fell to the floor, shaking my head and kept on crying, saying it was my fault that they died that night. "It's all my fault... It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." -Flashback end- I guess Mrs.Kim went to go do something because she wasn't in the kitchen anymore. Tears slowly started to fall out of my eyes as I remembered that night. Today, I still blame myself for their death. If i hadn't told them to hurry up in the pouring rain, maybe they would be here right now. I stood in front of the stove, not moving a single inch on my body as the tears kept falling from my eyes. "It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." Myungsoo's POV As I was walking down the stairs, I saw my mom walk out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. I guess she didn't see me. When I came around the corner to the kitchen, I saw Sungjong standing alone in front of the stove. I was about to call out his name when I noticed that he was trembling and he wad crying. I walked closer to him, that was when I heard he was saying "It's all my fault..." . Oh my... Please don't tell me he was remembering about his parents death. I breaks my heart to see my little ball of sunshine, cry. I made my way behind him, grabbed his shoulders, turned him around, and  brought him into a big, warming hug. "It wasn't your fault Sungjong. You know that. It wad never you fault, please stop crying. It hurts me the most when I see you cry." i whispered into his ear, trying to calm him down. He only grabbed into my shirt and pushed his face into my chest, sobbing harder than before. I rubbed his hair softly and hushed him, trying to help calm him down. Slowly, his crying did come to a stop. Sungjong lifted up his head, showing me his tear stained face and red eyes. I hate it when he blames himself for something he didn't mean to do. I brought my thumb up tohe face to wipe away the stray tears from his cheeks. "It's not your fault, and it never was in the first place. Please don't cry anymore. I can't take it when you cry. It makes me feel useless. I love you, so trust me when I say it wasn't your fault." I softly said to him before placing a soft kiss on his lips. I heard him whimper a bit as he clenched harder on my shirt. I pulled away from our kiss and held Sungjog closer to my chest while lightly stroking his hair. After a few monents of silence, he lifted up his head. Sungjong's POV I lifted my head of his chest and move from his hug. "Thank you Myungie. Now... Let me cook you somethig to eat, you must be tired and hungry!" i triedto say cheerfully in between sniffles. I turned around to try and find some ingredients to work with, but Myungsoo grabbed my hands and pulled me away from the counters. "No, don't. I'll just ask my mother to cook us something, or ask if we can just order take out. I just want to comfort you for the rest of the night okay?" He sweetly said to me. I could only smile and nod as he took me to his living room. He sat down on the couch, with me in his lap, and wrapped his arms around me. I grabbed the remote to turn on the television to a movie, but turned the volume down to a minimum. For the rest of the night, we stayed lime this, cuddling each other and watching movies. Mrs.Kim did order us some chicken, so we did eat that later on. After eating anf watching therest of this cheesy movie, I felt my eyes slowly become heavy. Myungsoo who kept on stroking my hair, started to lightly hum a lullaby to me. Soon enough, i fell alseep in his arms. Oh, Myungie... I don't know what life would be like without you. Please, stay with me forever...

It was the last day of our first week of school at Woollim High School. People were meaner than I thought they would be, but I was never bothered due to my dark appearence and death-piercing glares. It was the beginning of our lunch break. I was walking down the deserted hallways of the second floor of the school, when I walked passed a slight opened door. I then heard some voices, and so Indecided to get a better view. "Stop! Please! I'm begging you!" Said a voice that was kind of high, but was a male. He sounded desperate and in need of help. "Shut up, bitch! You don't beling here you worthless whore. This school doesn't need you and your girly looks here!" I peeked through the door, just as this really big guy was about to slap someone he was holding by the collar. There were two other guys around him, but the guy they were about to hit really needed help. I decided to barge in through the door, causing the three guys to turn their heads towards me. I was about yo say something before one of the guys interrupted me. "What the fuck do you want!? You better leave now before i break your fucking neck." I simply just started walking towards them slowly, showing no emotion on my face whatsoever. As I got closer to the guys, they started to charge towards me. Before they could lay a hand on me, I simply doged the swing and punched both of the guys straight in the guts. They both ended up on the floor, grunting in pain and clutching their stomachs. The guy holding onto the kid ran out the door, followed by the guys slowly limping after him. I heard quiet sobs that got my attention and turned my head towards the other boy who was about to get hit. The boy looked so fragile and innocent that my heart  clenched in pain. I slowly made my way to him, but as I got closer, the boy looked up in fear and started to back away. His back hit the wall and he was trembling in fear. My heart was hurting so much, seeing such an innocent kid in so much pain. I made my way in front of him and kneeled down to his eye level. "Shh. It's okay. They are gone now." i tried coaxing him. "You're safe now." He slowly looked up, his tear stained face and his red eyes. For some odd reason, I extended out my arms and pulled him into a very tight hug. He sobbed into my shirt while holding onto it tightly. I felt extremely sad for him, so all i could do was coax him with soothing words and stroke his hair, trying to calm him down. His sobbing slowly came to a stop, but he still had the sniffles. As he looked up, he used his sleeves of his jacket to wipe his tears. The way he did that action just made him loom really cute. Wait, why am I aleays thinking he's cute? Anyways, as I looked back at him, I noticed he was blushing a little. "Umm, why are you staring for?" His voice was really cute and a bit higher than a regular guy's voice i've heard. Did i just really call him cute again?! Ugh, focus L. "0h, i'm sorry. I was just seein if they hurt you anywhere." i felt bad for lying to him, but if i actually told him why, I bet he would find me as a freak or rapist. "Anyways, my  name is Myungsoo, or better known as L. What's your name? And what was going on with those guys?" The kid was reluctant to telling me, since so much has happened to him, but after a minute of silence, he spoke up. "I... I just don't really fit in here. They kept on saying I was weak and spineless. I look like a girl and told me that I was a nerd; I don't belong here. I can't help but agree woth them though..." I noticed that he started to tear up again, but before he could, I brought him into another hug. I whispered into his ear some words to try and soothe him. "Don't say that. Everyone belongs here. Don't listen to them, and I don't know about them, but you are very cute. You may look like a girl, but you are still all male. You may be weak, but that doesn't mean anything. You are fine the way you are." i noticed that his ears were a bright red and smirked to myself. I pulled us apart and started deep into his eyes. "And your name?" "S-sungjong. Lee Sungjong."

Meet SungJoe you guys.