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foolproof plan (2/?)

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*

"I can't believe you actually did it!" Lu Han exclaims. He looks half amazed, half disturbed.

"I said I would, why do none if you believe me?" Jongdae demands.

"Because you gave your T.A. a nude photo." Kyungsoo, on the other hand, just looks disturbed. "What if he reports you?"

Jongdae opens his mouth and then shuts it. The possibility never even occurred to him. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes and says, “Now I hope he does, because you’d deserve it. Joonmyun’s really nice, and you’re trying to cheat your way into a good grade.”

“He actually likes Joonmyun though,” Lu Han says, flashing Jongdae a grin when Jongdae glares at him. “You should see him whenever he talks about him. So lovesick. It’s kind of gross.”

“Shut up,” Jongdae hisses. He chucks the remote off the coffee table at Lu Han’s head. Lu Han ducks, laughing, and Jongdae slumps back into the couch. “Anyway, Joonmyun’s too nice, he probably won’t report me without confronting me about it, first.”

“What will you do, if he does confront you?” Lu Han asks eagerly.

“Ask him if he’d liked to take the next selfie for me.” Jongdae grins. He can almost imagine Joonmyun’s flustered, confused face.

Kyungsoo sighs, rubbing at his temples in dismay. “Don’t get yourself into trouble, okay?” he says.

Jongdae just pats him on the back. “Don’t worry!” he says. His plan is foolproof afterall.

*

Except Joonmyun never comes and confronts Jongdae about his photo. Their papers are returned to them the next week, Jongdae’s classmates sitting around him groaning as they check over their grades. Joonmyun simply drops Jongdae’s paper onto his desk and then moves on without a word, and Jongdae feels a heavy weight sinking into his stomach.

The page with his photo has been ripped out of the stapled bundled. On the back of the last page is Joonmyun’s neat handwriting, telling him he’s done a good job but needs to work on presenting his thesis better, along with a few other points. In red pen, there’s a small B- in the corner of the paper.

There’s nothing else. No come see me after class, no please be careful not to attach unnecessary pages to your paper. Just the grade and Joonmyun’s comments, and Jongdae wonders where his plan went wrong.

*

Jongdae’s not one to give up. He tries again. They have a short essay to turn in that upcoming Friday and Jongdae takes another photo and attaches it to his paper without a second thought.

When Jongdae hands it in, Joonmyun says nothing about his previous paper or the photo that he’d handed in with it. Instead, he just smiles and takes Jongdae’s essay and says cheerfully, “I’m interested to read what you’ve written!”

He sounds so sincere that Jongdae feels a little embarrassed for including a nude photo once again. But only a little. “Well, I hope you like it,” he says. “I tried to keep what you said last time in mind.”

“Then I’m sure you’ve only improved,” Joonmyun says, with much more faith than Jongdae thinks he probably deserves. “Have a good weekend, Jongdae.”

“You, too, hyung,” Jongdae says and leaves class feeling slightly conflicted.

*

Jongdae doesn’t usually see much of Joonmyun outside of his literature class, but he finds him at the small campus coffee shop the following Monday.

It’s 7:30 in the morning and Jongdae really needs some caffeine to keep him awake, especially through his lit class. He’s waiting in line to place his order and Joonmyun is two people ahead of him, smiling kindly at the unhappy looking student employee named Sehun who seems like he can’t believe he has to work such a crappy shift. When Joonmyun gets his cup and turns around, he meets Jongdae’s eyes almost instantly and Jongdae ignores the fact that it’s probably because he hasn’t been able to stop looking at him, over the shoulder of the girl standing between them.

“Good morning!” Joonmyun says happily, joining Jongdae in line again. “You look...haggard.”