Stay (1/1)

Everyone was gathered in the living room on Saturday morning. Bang took in deep breath; all six pairs of eyes were staring at him questioningly.  "We're going to Yesung's Manor tonight, at six, seven-ish." He put on the most casual voice that he could muster. Zelo didn't even want to blink; he hadn't heard the elder's voice in a week.  "Why are we going?" Himchan asked, a confused look plastered on his face. Daehyun shared the same expression as he just stared blankly.  "He wants to have a wake for Heechul, with all people Chul was close with." It had been the first time Zelo had ever heard Bang say a nickname for the other, even if it was Chul. Himchan just smiled and leaned back; he wasn't going to complain.  "Is it a suits and ties event?" Youngjae questioned, his eyes not looking directly at the elder. Bang nodded in response, not feeling the need to explain.  The members all started to talk amongst each other, but Jiyong and Zelo. They were both watching Bang, and it was making him feel a little uncomfortable. He purposely avoided looking in their direction; though he wanted to. Zelo was right there, only a few feet away... "That's all." The leader disappeared out of the room and up the stairs towards his bedroom. He might as well distract himself by getting his clothes ready.  Zelo frowned and gently tapped Jongup's arm. The elder teen turned to him and smiled, suggesting that he was listening. "I don't have a suit, and Umma doesn't have a dress." Jiyong looked over her son's shoulder; Zelo still wasn't on brilliant terms with her, but he wasn't going to completely blank her.  "Urm... Himchan-Hyung?" Jongup turned to his lover and yanked his sleeve slightly. Himchan turned to him, a dazzling smile on his face. "Where are Zelo and Jiyong supposed to get dress clothes from?" The second command looked over to the other two, until an idea popped into his head.  "Well, Heechul was quite tall too. Not as tall as Zelo, but maybe some of his suits were fit." Himchan nodded to himself; that was a good idea.  "Good thought, but what about Jiyong?" Jongup asked as he stared at the elder.  "The only women's clothes in the house belong to Yongguk's Umma or Noona," Himchan felt a little awkward suggesting it, "but I'd say that Jiyong was more the same shape and height as Yongguk's noona."  "What's her name?" Zelo asked, his tone extremely curious. Everyone looked at him before all eyes fell on the second in command, including Daehyun's since he was spacing out again.  "He... He never told me. Or his Umma's, or Appa's." Himchan felt a little depressed; his friend didn't trust him with something as simple as that. "I only knew about Yongnam, because we were in the same class in high school."  "Oh..." Zelo sunk back down into the armchair he was sat on. Bang kept a lot inside, keeping his feelings enclosed. The teen felt his heart clench; he wanted to be the one to heal Bang's heart.  "Lets go get ready!" Youngjae got to his feet and pulled Daehyun with him; they might as well get their clothes together. The elder didn't complain as let Youngjae drag him out of the living room.  Himchan was the next to leave, wanting to have a shower and make sure he was perfect looking. Jongup chucked; the elder had only just had a shower.  "You'll have to ask Bang about his nonna's clothes." He smiled to Jiyong and as smiled back.  "It's fine. I've got something to say to him anyway." She stood up from the chair's arm and strolled towards the door, "make sure Junhong has a nice suit, Jongup-ah."  "I will." The elder teen smiled in reassurance and ushered Zelo out of the living room, leading him down to Heechul's sanctuary. The younger followed Jongup down the corridor; memories flying at him from when he first arrived and how Heechul was the nicest one in the gang, no doubt about it.  Jongup opened the door, letting himself inside. As he walked towards Heechul's old closest, Zelo just stood in the door. He use to life in this section of the Manor, enjoying the small talks and chats he use to have even. Zelo felt his heart squeeze, but he dcided to follow Jongup into Heechul's closer.  "Did you find anything?" He asked in a strained voice; he was struggling to bit back the tears, not letting anyone see him so weak and upset. Jongup mumbled something until he pulled a suit out from the mountain of clothes.  "Here we go; this is the suit Heechul complained about the leg length." Jongup smiled and handed the clothing to Zelo, along with a sky blue tie. The younger teen chuckle as Jongup tried to shut the closet again. "I better go find my own suit, to many to chose from you see." He smiled cheekily and shoved Zelo playfully. "Hey!" The younger tried to shove him back but he dodged. They began trying to shove each other like the children that they still were.  - Bang was lying on his bed; his suit was already set and ready to be worn tonight. He felt loneliness engulf him again; he could still picture the sad look in the teen's eyes as he glimpsed at him.  He wanted nothing more than to just hold Zelo in his arms again, but obviously that's wasn't going to happen. Jiyong hates him, like full on hate. A knock on the door made him grain with annoyance; who the fuck wanted to talk now?  Impatiently, the knock happened again but a lot more aggressive. Bang rolled his eyes and got up from his bed and stormed over to his door. He flung it open and his eyes widened slightly when he saw Jiyong standing there waiting.  "I need to ask you something." She spoke in a stern voice, not taking any movement inside.  "By all means." Bang gestured with his hand for the elder to carry on with what she wanted to ask.  "If you're planning to go to this party, I'll need a dress to wear... So I wondering if you'd let me wear one of your nonna's or Umma's dresses?" Jiyong smiled and Bang felt a little confused at first, but he didn't push with questions and hit excepted that Jiyong wasn't mad at him today.  "Sure, take whichever one you like and fits." The leader smiled back and turned around, expecting the elder to leave.  "Yongguk," Jiyong's voice was soft, "you really do love Junhong don't you?" Bang spun around quick, looking the woman up and down. "I heard you talking to yourself in your office yesterday,"  "Oh, well..." The leader scratched the back of his head in a sheepish manner. He felt a little embarrassed that someone had actually heard him talk to himself yesterday.  "Don't feel bad, it made me realise how much you need Junhong," Jiyong smiled again, making her look cute, "but I won't change my preference if Junhong doesn't feel the same way about you." Bang nodded in understanding; he wasn't going to force the elder to except him, that would be stupid.  "Please, follow me." Bang brushed past Jiyong and walked down the corridor and up the stairs do that they were on the second floor. He led Jiyong to his noona's room, everything neat and a little dusty. "Take which ever dress you like, they should all be in the wardrobe."  "Thank you." Jiyong smiled again and the leader bowed gracefully, making her feel awkward again. Bang left her to her browsing and returned to his room, throwing himself down in bed.  - It was already time to go to Yesung's, about half six, and Bang had only just finished getting ready. Making himself look presentable and from a real aristocratic family, that was his goal. So a black suit with black shirt and no tie seemed alright, after all he wasn't all for dress codes.  Jiyong appeared next; she was wearing a short mud thigh cocktail dress, which was a pale purple colour, black tights and black heels. Hair hair was tied back in a messy bin and she even found a black throw to wear with it. Bang smiled and bowed his head, he was pretty much accustomed to being overly polite to her.  Youngjae came down next, with Daehyun both in black shirts with black ties. Bang was guessing that everyone was in black, due to the fact that it was a wake they were going to and that usually takes place after a funeral. Himchan was next, in black also.  They all waited a while for the teenagers t