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Rating: General Audiences

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Category: M/M
Fandom: B.A.P
Relationship: Choi Junhong | Zelo/Yoo Youngjae, Jung Daehyun/Yoo Youngjae
Character: Yoo Youngjae, Choi Junhong | Zelo, Jung Daehyun
Stats: Published: 2014-09-13 Words: 1998

Bad Luck Comes in Threes

by nestine

Summary

Youngjae's having a bad day and maybe bad luck really comes in threes.

Oh Fuck!

It takes Youngjae a couple of minutes to comprehend what just happened. And reality sucks. He
knows he should have taken the subway instead of walking from the university to his shared
apartment with his best friend, Himchan. But he needs money because he just spends some bucks
for useless things a week ago and walking would have saved him some to add to his savings to
buy a new camera but now he needs more double, or maybe even triple because his bag just got
snatched - his bag with his allowance for the week and the money for a new photography
necessity.

My camera Youngjae dramatically clings on the lamp post beside him. The passersby are giving
him pity looks after witnessing the robbery.

Youngjae is a third year art student majoring in photography who alters his studies with part time
jobs. Who would have thought that taking art as a major will rob him of all his savings? Now, he
sort of wishes he hadnt enrolled in a university and instead worked full time at some God knows
what company that allows undergraduates with skills to join their firm. Or maybe he should have
just taken a course that wont need a huge sum of money.

Why are you punishing me? He looks up and questions God with all his might, even showing a
miserable expression because God might pity Youngjae and sends him some good news but
maybe odds arent really in Youngjaes favor.
Damn it. He curses.

Of course it will rain. A heavy rain that is. And Youngjaes umbrella? Well, its in the bag. The
bag that just got snatched. Damn it.

Youngjae wants to beat himself up because maybe, just maybe, it will be less painful than to deal
with these mishaps that keep on coming his way.

Seriously? Two unfortunate events happening in a row? And people say that bad luck comes in
threes. Good luck Yoo Youngjae, may the odds be in your favor.

What could have I done to deserve this? He asks again, more desperate this time.

Okay, heres the deal, maybe Youngjae knows why hes being punished. It could be that karma
has already found Youngjae and now he has to pay the price. But Youngjae swears what he did is
justified. Perhaps these misfortunes are the consequences of his actions and it is all because of the
little things he did a few days ago. One is when he poured a lavender paint over his ex-boyfriends
car. The second one is when he purchased grape scent cologne and discharged all of it at his ex-
boyfriends dorm room and when he emptied all the liquid containers in the refrigerator and
replaced it with the grape flavored juices he purchased he doesnt even regretted wasting money
over these. God, how his ex-boyfriend hated grapes.

Youngjae doesnt really feel any guilt though he witnessed the horror on his ex-boyfriends who-
must-not-be-named face when he saw the car with lavender paint. And when his ex-boyfriend
who-must-at-all-times-not-be-named drank the liquid from his tumbler containing grape juice. Oh
God, how satisfying.

But, is this really his karma?

Youngjae groans internally. Because why? Why the hell is he punished? Its just his revenge, he
just did what he thought his ex-boyfriend deserved from all the ill things he did to Youngjae. At
least Youngjae didnt punch Da--- god damn it his ex-boyfriend-who-must-not-be-named for
cheating on him and using him for homework and school projects.

So why? Why? Why?

Upon reaching his apartment, he automatically slumps on the couch, not minding how drenched
he is and not really caring if Himchan will yell at him nonstop for making the couch wet. Hell
deal with it later; he is too disheartened to worry over things.

Youngjae hasnt been in his best self for a while, perhaps, because hes still mending a broken
heart coupled with a threat to his scholarship. He isn't sure how long he's been curled up on the
couch, not that he doesnt want to move, but because he cant move; everything is painful.

He cringes when he hears Himchans voice.

Oh my God Youngjae, what happened to you?

"Nothing," he answers and he hates that his eyes are betraying him by going all blurry.

Oh, Youngjae. He hears Himchan and soon his friend drops down to his knees and gives him
the best possible hug and then Youngjae cannot stop the tears anymore.

"My camera got snatched. My money was in the bag too Youngjae sniffs. And I need to pass a
portfolio next week and how can I even do that when I dont have any camera to take new shots.
Im going to lose my scholarship

We can think of a way Himchan offers. I can lend you money. I can just postpone my trip,
Paris will always be---
No. Youngjae rejects the offer but Himchan has been dreaming of visiting Paris since forever
and he doesnt want to rob his best friend of the opportunity to fulfill something he has been
fancying for a long time.

Jae---

No. Even if you insist, I wont accept it. And its final, they both know that nothing can change
Youngjaes mind once he decided on something. I can think of another way Youngjae adds as
he wipes away the fallen tears and begins to stands up.

I can think of something, but thank you. He says, Really, thank you.

Ill help you think of something. We can get through this together, okay?

If Himchan has said the words a day before all of these has happened, Youngjae might be rolling
on the floor because of laughing too much; Himchan is not the caring type.

Thanks He replies. Sorry about the couch Youngjae tries and excuses himself. He knows
Himchan is pretty displeased but hes off the hook for now.

He takes his time on the shower, thinking of things, maybe he can just quit the university and
starts to find a full time job. Maybe photography isnt really his thing. But no matter how he
convinces himself that he can ditch photography, he just cannot actually persuade himself because
he loves photography. Youngjae loves photography is an understatement because he doesnt just
love it. Its his gateway from everything. The only savior he has when things get difficult. Its like
a light that saves him from the dark. The fulfillment he feels every time he takes good snapshots of
people, inanimate objects, or just landscapes.

Can he really set aside the only thing that genuinely makes him happy?
He finishes the shower without a concrete answer. He runs back to his room, mind still blurred
with every unfortunate events that just transpired. Soon enough, he hears Himchan knocking on
his door.

Someones looking for you. Himchan sports that sly smile he uses every time he teases
Youngjae over something. Its dauntingly scary. And I think he has some good news.

Okay, Youngjae is confused because Himchan is smiling at him with those teasing eyes he
loathes.

Hes in the living room. Ill leave you two alone. Yongguk texted me, he needs some help with
his umh you know. So bye

Youngjae doesnt know. He wants to persuade himself that he doesnt know what Himchan just
meant. And in just a minute, Himchan is out of the apartment leaving him with a guy. Who the
hell is he?

He walks out of his room wearing a pair of baggy shorts and an oversized tee. He doesnt really
need to impress anyone. He doesnt really care who the person is as long as he is not Daehy-god
damn it-his-ex-boyfriend-who-must-not-be-named.

He sees a tall guy properly sitting on a chair. Ah yes, the couch is off limits for the day until it
dries well.

Uhm, how may I help you? Youngjae says.

The guy, obviously startled by Youngjae, scrambles to stand up. Hes tall is what Youngjaes first
reaction.

Im Junhong The guy replies while he bows down.

Ah yes. Im Youngjae Youngjae tries again because he wants to finish this quickly as possible.
The guy looks at him and Youngjae is taken aback, hes just a kid! Hes a giant but he looks so
young.

I, well The Junhong kid scratches his head and smiles, I think this belongs to you. He hands
him a bag a familiar bag. Holy cow, its his bag!
Youngjae hurriedly snatches the bag out of Junhongs hand and inspects it. The camera is there,
safe and sound. And even the money is untouched, Youngjae wants to howl. How? Why?

Im not the guy who snatched your bag but I kind of ran after him.

Youngjaes eyes widen because this kid had the bravery to do such thing and for what, to help
him?

Why? He demands.

You probably dont know me because Im just a first year but were at the same department. Im
majoring in dance. Junhong explains and Youngjae just listens.

I like your photos. Ive seen them during the art week. Im not a stalker, I dont even know your
name, I just always see you around and Im not a stalker, I assure you. I just happen to be there a
while ago and well, I saw everything. The rest is history

Its true, he doesnt remember seeing Junhong in their university. Its really very clear how the guy
has helped him in retrieving his bag. Youngjae is thinking hard because why would someone do
that for him?

I should probably go Junhong cuts him from his reverie.

And still Youngjae is lost so he just nods and now escorts Junhong out of the apartment.

Bye hyung. It was nice meeting you. Ill see you in the university

He definitely is forgetting something, Youngjae is sure. Ah yes, how stupid of him.

Hey, Junhong? Junhong right? Youngjae calls after him and the kid immediately turns around.

Thank you. Sincerely, youre a savior and I can make a really good lasagna and its better if I can
share it with someone, so do you wa

Yes! Junhong replies hurriedly. After couple of seconds, the kid realizes he answered instantly
not letting Youngjae finish the question so clears his throat and tries out again Id love too

Youngjae sees the evident pink shade on Junhongs cheek, its quite cute and for the first time
today, Youngjae finds a reason to smile.

Maybe the superstition about bad luck comes in threes is a hoax or superstitions dont in actual
fact exist because today, Youngjae may have found a good luck charm.

***

Thanks for inviting me over for dinner. Junhong says happily after finishing his plate of lasagna.
Thanks for inviting me over for dinner. Junhong says happily after finishing his plate of lasagna.

Its the best way I can repay you. Youngjae gives off a smile. And he notices how the kid turns
into beat red. Its cute.

Its okay, I needed some time off the dorm anyway. I just moved in last week. My cousin is
cleaning the room a while ago. Hes probably spraying air freshener until the grape smell wears
off. He has been spraying a lot since last week but the grape scent is too strong He says, starting
out a conversation. But I like grapes so I really dont mind

And Youngjaes heart suddenly leaps because, no no no no no.

My cousin says his crazy ex-boyfriend sprayed grape flavored cologne. You dont know how
much my cousin hates grapes.

Youngjae cringes at the word crazy because he is not crazy. And yes, Youngjae might know. But
maybe Youngjae is not the only one who sprayed grape cologne on someone elses room? Right?

Oh maybe you know my cousin because hes studying at the university too. Youre in the same
year but hes majoring in voice.

Youngjae laughs unsurely because maybe he is not the only one whose ex-boyfriend majors in
voice and on the same university as him who hates grapes.

Maybe you know him Youngjae hyung, his name is Jung Daehyun.

God damn it.

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