Jealousy (1/1)

Jiyong decided that she should take all of the boys out. It was obvious to her that this was the first time they had been to New York, and who goes and not visits time square?  "Junhong," she called her son and he walked into the kitchen. It had ony been a day since he had blurted that he wanted to go back to Korea with BAP. But, he had felt entirely depressed; Bang had returned to sleeping on the floor, refusing to even acknowledge that he was in the room.  "Yes umma?" It was fair to say that Zelo felt a little depressed. Sure he talked to the members yesterday and it was still early morning, but he wanted more. He didn't want them to leave, especially since Bang finalised it as tomorrow.  "I was think that we could take the boys to Time Square, you know for sights." Jiyong smiled as she finished cleaning the breakfast dishes. Zelo stared at her blankly for a while until his face lit up.  "Really?!" He seemed excited; it wasn't the first time he'd be seeing time square, on the contrary, he had been many times. But this time, he could go with BAP. He'd never been out with them, unless it was a party in which he stupidly got 'abducted' by Bang's older brother or so on.  "Of course. You can't come to New York and not see TS, that's just stupid." Jiyong chuckled. She jumped slightly as Zelo hugged her tightly from behind, thanking her over and over. "You see pretty excited about this." Jiyong smiled and patted her son's head playfully.  "I've never gone out with them before. I just think it'll be really fun." Zelo smiled brightly and spoke another thank you before disappearing out of the kitchen.  The living room was occupied with the BAP members. Daehyun had taken full control if the tv, and him and Youngjae were just sat snuggled closely on the floor. Himchan was sat on the sofa, with Jongup's head on his lap while the rest of his body was laying across the sofa. Bang was stood leaning against the window frame, looking out onto the sun glowed streets and random passers by.  "Urm..." Zelo knocked on the door and entered the living room, "my umma would like to take us all out to time square. Are you all interested, I mean... might as well right... before you go back..." He felt loneliness inside of him as he voiced the words he didn't want to. Jongup jumped up from the sofa and smiled widely as the younger.  "I want to go!" He exclaimed joyfully, "can't go to NYC without seeing at least the Empire State Building." The elder teen was staring to look more excited, like he couldn't actually believe he was in America.  "I want to go too. I'd like to see the shop they have here." Himchan inputted from the sofa, smiling at the younger.  "I wanna go!" Daehyun shouted from the other side of the room, "I wanna have some good old American food!" Zelo had to chuckle at that, trust Daehyun to want to eat in any situation.  "It'll be fun, I'm in." Youngjae smiled, still small due to his bruised face. Zelo smiled back until his gaze shifted towards the window. Bang hadn't turned around and was still looking at the streets.  "B-bang... What about you..? Do you want to come to time square?" Zelo blushed slightly, it felt awkward talking to the leader without feeling even the tiniest bit scared. Bang turned slightly and looked at the teen before facing the window again.  "Sure." Was the only thing that he said. But, it made Zelo smile and he happily returned to the kitchen to tell his mother everyone was going.  - After Jiyong had gotten herself ready, with her make-up and figuring which shoes to wear, they were finally leaving the house.  Jiyong explained about how they might as well walk there. Though they lived on the outskirts, it was only about a thirty minute walk and it was a nice day. The only person that seemed to be on protest was Youngjae, but he kept his mouth shut.  After about ten minutes Youngjae started to feel a little weak. "Are you okay?" Daehyun asked in a concerned tone. The younger nodded to him and gave him a small smile. Though Daehyun wasn't fooled and stayed close to his lover, making sure that if the younger fell or even stumbled he'd be there to catch him.  Jiyong was leading the way at the head of the pack. Jongup and Zelo were walking beside her, listening to her stories about how she got lost when she first arrived in New York and canoes outside a store for the night.  Bang and Himchan were at the back. The second in command had an urge to ask Bang why he seemed to be in such a hurry to go back home. Was there something back in Korea that he didn't know about, or did he just want to let Zelo get on with his new life here.  "Yongguk, why do you want to go back to Korea tomorrow?" Himchan decided to ask anyway, even if the elder didn't want to answer.  "I'm worried." Bang sighed as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I don't wanna stay here, we don't belong here."  "You want him to be free, don't you?" Himchan eyed the leader carefully as he tensed up.  "It's not just that. I'm worried about what Soul Connection might do." Bang directed his gaze to the path as he continued walking down the street. "If Junhong stays by me, then no doubt CSP would plan something stupid. He saw how adequate we got Youngjae back, and if they took Junhong..." He shivered slightly just thinking about it. He was thinking a out it all night as well; if they did something like that to Youngjae god only knows what they would do to Zelo.  "I understand what you're trying to say." Himchan smiled at his friend, though it was more sympathetic. "I for one, have been telling you all along that SC were no good..." He murmured slightly enforce clearing his voice, "I think that sacrificing your feelings for Zelo is noble, but will you ever be happy? Will he be happy? You have no idea what he feels for you, he might not want you to leave."   "Trust me when I say this. Junhong got a fresh start here, friends, family, education... he's got it all. If you think that he would fall for me, after everything I did to him, then you must be shit-faced right now." Bang strolled past the younger so that he wouldn't have to face him. Honestly, he had m