Fearless Chapter 2
Heechul blinks, regaining his consciousness and he wipes his eyes, sleep still heavily swirling in his mind.
“Ah, you’re finally awake, hyung,” a familiar voice interrupts his thoughts of, where the hell am I?
“Siwon?”
“Hyung, how are you feeling?”
“I don’t know…I guess I’m fine…” he says unsurely.
“Ah~ I think you should lie back down, the doctor told you not to move too fast,” Siwon says softly as he pushes Heechul back down into the comfort of the hospital’s pillows.
“Yah, what’s going on? Why am I here?” Heechul snaps impatiently, a headache starting to rise from the back of his neck.
“…you don’t remember?”
“Remember what?” he blinks confusedly.
“Hyung, you don’t remember passing out in your room after being on the phone with Sungmin?”
“…what?”
Siwon just stares at him calmly, then pats him on shoulder, “Well, everything’s fine now. It’s okay if you don’t remember.”
Suddenly, a flash of memory replays in his mind - he remembers the bits of vision and bits of conversation, and the sensation of being lost and floating weightlessly.
“…I think I was … I think I was dreaming of something - like wings and … something else. It was just…God, it was weird….maybe something is wrong with me…”
“Hyung, don’t use the Lord’s name in vain, that’s a sin~” Siwon says under his breath.
Heechul rolls his eyes at Siwon, then pauses, abruptly feeling that dull ache of too much sleep in his system, “Wait, how long was I unconscious, Siwon?”
“A bit more than twenty four hours, I think,” Siwon says, tiredly, and rubs his temples - Heechul finally notices the tired, dark circles under his eyes.
“WHAT? TWENTY FOUR HOURS?! I WASTED A WHOLE DAY LYING HERE?! WHAT.”
“Yeah, the doctors made everyone worry, saying how they thought you were in some kind of coma, but thank goodness you’re awake - ah, I should go tell the nurses and everyone now,” Siwon says, rising out his chair and making his way to the exit.
Before Heechul can ask more questions, Siwon is already out of the room, busy dialing someone on his cell phone.
Heechul’s in the process of wondering where his family and where that bitch Sungmin is, when the person he last expects to see wanders in the room cautiously.
“Hyung!” his face is bright, excited - probably at seeing Heechul is finally awake.
“Hankyung?”
“How are feeling, Heechul?”
“I feel…tired…but better, I guess…” he says slowly, pausing as he notices Hangeng hiding something behind him. “What are you doing here, Hankyung?”
Hangeng blinks at him, “Uhh…just visiting you like everyone else?”
“Where is everyone else, now that you mention it?”
“Ah, your parents just left a couple minutes ago to grab some coffee. Sungmin went home to get his cellphone which he forgot, and I believe Siwon was here a minute ago, did you catch him?”
And Heechul can’t help but suddenly wish suddenly that the person he woke up to earlier was Hangeng.
“S-Siwon? Yeah, he just left to contact you guys, I think…”
“Ah…”
“Hankyung, um, you don’t happen to know where my phone, is do you? I kind of need it.”
“Oh, Siwon’s actually the one who’s holding it, lemme go grab him real quick.”
“No it’s oka-” Heechul begins, but is cut off when Hangeng bolts of the room like the devil is chasing him, still managing to hide the object he’d been holding behind his back.
Heechul sighs, his headache strangely decreasing after that strange conversation with Hangeng, and he sinks back into the bed sheets. His eyes close and he can still see the remnants of the intensely strong vision he had yesterday.
Shit, what the hell is going on, why do I keep passing out and getting these weird visions? It’s actually getting quite creepy…
“Hyung, you were asking for your phone? I have it here,” Siwon says as he reenters the room - hands holding not just his phone, but something else now. An enormous bouquet of just-blooming roses is covering half of his face - much, much more than a dozen.
“Jesus, what’s that?” Heechul says, pointing at the enormous bouquet.
“Dunno, I found it outside your room on the floor. It’s addressed to you, so I thought some nice stranger just left it there as a get-well gift. You want them?”
“…sure, I guess, if it’s really for me,” he says uncertainly.
“Of course it is, this isn’t the first one,” Siwon says happily, sighing as he crosses to the other side of the room.
“What do you mean that’s not the first one?”
“Well we’ve been getting these outside your door ever since yesterday. They’re always the same ones - thirty six red roses~ If you look over here, you can see we have quite a collection,” Siwon chuckles as he places the flowers beside five other bouquets.
Heechul gasps, realizing for the first time that those bouquets were there. “Damn, what the hell? That’s a lot of roses…”
“Yeah, kind of creepy too, don’t you think? They’re all from the same person who leaves them outside your room, so weird…”
Heechul doesn’t hear him though, he just looks at the spot on the ground that Hangeng had been standing at earlier and sees a single, red rose petal forgotten on the hospital floor.
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Heechul doesn’t see much of Hangeng that evening anymore, despite the fact that he wants to see him desperately again after the suspicion of the red roses. Heechul does see, however, his parents and nurses and doctors and Sungmin with his own bouquet of measly carnations that Heechul scoffs at.
“Psh, just be happy I got you anything, whore,” Sungmin teases, setting the carnations beside the magnificent bouquets of red roses.
“Wow you really have someone obsessed with you,” Sungmin sighs dreamily, fingering the roses’ petals.
“Yah, get your filthy hands off my precious flowers, bitch,” Heechul snaps, shooing Sungmin away from the window.
“Ah, so possessive~ You don’t even know who they’re from! What if it’s from creepy old dude or something?” Sungmin retorts.
“Hmm, I think I have an idea who’s the mysterious romantic,” Heechul says, failing to hide the smile that’s finding its way on to his lips.
“Omo~! What, and you didn’t bother to tell me?! YAH! Kim Heechul, you better spill right now, yah!”
Heechul just laughs loudly and Sungmin smacks him on the shoulder repeatedly and bothers him the rest of the night, nagging him constantly, but Heechul just smiles to himself, a warm feeling bubbling in his chest.
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The next morning is already a school morning, and Heechul had just been discharged from the hospital last night with the message from the doctors that there was no serious illness with Heechul, he seemed to have simply lost consciousness for no particular reason. Fit as a fiddle, Heechul had been allowed to leave with his parents, though he protested to having to return to classes so shortly after his return home.
Unfortunately, the alarm screams at him particularly early this morning, and Heebum meows angrily from the foot of Heechul’s bed.
“Uuuuughhhhhhh,” Heechul groans, slapping the alarm to silence it.
It’s not until five minutes later that Heechul realizes in his haze of half-sleep and half-consciousness that he’s going to be showing Hangeng around the school today. Heechul bolts up in bed, heart thumping wildly and a strange twinge of excitement rising in his chest. He’s suddenly wide awake and spends nearly an hour choosing the most perfect outfit for the day - one that makes his ass look the most delicious. Then he nearly screams when he realizes that it’s school, and in school, well, there are uniforms for that.
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Heechul devours his meal in a matter of minutes and excitedly bounds out of the door, texting Sungmin incoherently ecstatic texts.
[8.12]Omo, I can’t believe this is happening. I get to show him around the school! <3 <3 <3
[8.15]No, Heechul, not now. I am not in the mood right now.
[8.16]Awww, what’s wrong baby? You’re always in the mood (;
[8.25]Seriously, not right now Heechul.
[8.30]Ooh~ vicious! Who pissed off my Minnie?
[8.31]… Siwon didn’t call me back last night like he said he would. T^T
[8.40] :O Aigoo~ Poor Minnie, I’ll talk to him for you~
[8.41]NO. Don’t do that. It’s fine. I’ll just… give up :/
[8.42]Darling, no. Don’t be a Kangin (who can’t get that bitch Leeteuk), you can do this. Fighting! ^o^
[8.45]Fuck you, Heechul. Smug little bitch. Why aren’t you fucking Hankyung already anyway?
[8.47]I’m not fucking him…yet~ ;)
[8.50]I want the details.
[8.51]Done, and done~!
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Before first period, Heechul takes Hangeng around the campus for a quick tour, showing him the attendance office, the cafeteria, the gym, and all the restrooms. “For whenever you just really gotta go,” he jokes. Hangeng blushes and Heechul dies inside.
Heechul is disappointed to find out that he doesn’t have first period with Hangeng and pouts through the whole thing - it’s math anyways, who cares?
Sungmin texts him whore-y stuff the whole time from his seat at the rear of the classroom, which keeps Heechul awake for like five more minutes until he’s snoring shamelessly through the rest of the lesson, and Mr. Kim doesn’t even say anything: it’s just another normal Monday.
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Second period, Hangeng is again not in his class and Heechul sighs, sinking in his seat, suddenly missing that stupid blonde haired Chinese kid. Hangeng > Biology Class, he doodles in his blank notebook.
[10.26] Yah, I miss him - that Chinese kid. :/ What the hell is my life?
[10.27]Me? :D
[10.29]Shut up and entertain me, Min.
[10.21] There I just made the text go back in time, isn’t that radical??!11111
[10.32]Omg, you’re so fucking gay.
[10.33]But you already knew that ;D
[10.35]-insert eye roll-
[10.37]Omo, Siwon just stretched and his ABS SHOWED. SAS:GOADLGWE. NNNGHHH. So hot. WHY’S HE SO PERFECT CHULLIEEEE? -insert erection-
[10.38]Yeah you wish he’d insert that erection into you right?
[10.39]Mmmm~ God, harder, Siwon, yeah…aahh~
[10.40]You horny hormonal teenage boy. Tsk tsk~ how shameless. If he knew about you, he’d move in with the priests from his church and never step outside again.
[10.41]I’m just gonna ignore what just was said. He just winked at me. FROM ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE CLASSROOM. MY LIFE. IT’S COMPLETEEEE.
[10.43]I’m just gonna sleep now, whore. Fix your post-orgasm face please.
[10.44]Sorry, my orgasm has lasted longer than sixty seconds now, and it’s still going NNngggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh <3 <3 <3 ~*Jizz in my pants*~
[10.45]Mr. Choi just asked you why you have such a pleasured face on, did you even hear him at all, slut?
[10.46]What is life? I only know Siwon’s chocolate abs.
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Third period proves to be a little more exciting, as Hangeng enters the room two minutes late, and Ms. Lee introduces him to the class. Heechul pretends to glance uninterestedly up at the board when Hangeng is saying hi to the class, but he can’t help it when a smile cracks through subtly.
[11.12]Chullie, I saw that. That smile. YOU ARE SO FALLING. YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HIM. HE’S CHINESE AND HE’S FOREIGN. OH GOD, YOU’RE MORE OF A WHORE THAN ME. <3
[11.13]What? I didn’t smile, I just had something in my eye.
[11.15]Oh, okay, cause that makes total sense, yeah.
[11.16]He has such broad shoulders, and such a sexy waist, don’t you think, Min? Omg he even has nice wrists, right?
[11.17]WHY ISN’T SIWON IN THIS CLASS IT’S SO BORING.
[11.20]Feel my pain from the last two classes we had, whoreface. WHICH REMINDS ME, WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE SO MANY FUCKING CLASSES WITH YOU?! UGHHHH.
[11.21]Pretending I never saw that text. So, who gave you those flowers ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
[11.23]Hangeng.
[11.23]:WI$YJ:I@K$YJIK$WJIRHHY WHATTTTTTTT. FLAPPING MY HANDS AT YOU. TURN AROUND. OMO WHAT REALLY?! SLIJHWLI$YJLWI$YJ#WLI$JYERH!! TURNAROUND BITCH!!!!!!!
Heechul turns around to see a pre-epileptic Sungmin and just grins.
The rest of the class Sungmin simply spazzes out, making strange squealing noises while texting Heechul fifty texts in one minute. And Heechul just smiles, staring at Hangeng’s broad shoulders and watching the breeze from the open window tickle his fluffy blonde hair every now and then.
Heechul can’t remember the last time he’s paid attention in history class, but suddenly, something that Ms. Lee says strangely sparks Heechul’s attention, but he’s only able catch the last few words. Something about wings and lion claws.
He turns to the kid next to him, Junsu or something like that, and whispers, “Yah, what page are we on in the textbook?”
Junsu looks astonished that Heechul has actually spoken more than three words to him for the first time and answers with a flustered, “Page t-twenty six…”
Heechul mutters a thanks and flips his book open aggressively to the right page.
He scans the page quickly and looks down at the very bottom. There, in a small picture near the corner is what makes Heechul’s heart nearly stop beating.
That’s it!, his mind nearly screams at him in shock, it’s the--that creature thing that’s been showing in those insane visions!
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A/N: Hehe~ I love cliffhangers *____* Hopefully didn't spoil too much with this chapter. I'm sorry if the plot is moving a little slow right now, I'm just working on Hangeng and Heechul getting more acquainted with each other and having more cutesy moments :D Plus i really enjoy writing the silly text conversations between Heechul and Sungmin~ I think I'm going to reveal a small secret by small secret from each chapter ^_~; Please await the next one and thanks for reading~
“Ah, you’re finally awake, hyung,” a familiar voice interrupts his thoughts of, where the hell am I?
“Siwon?”
“Hyung, how are you feeling?”
“I don’t know…I guess I’m fine…” he says unsurely.
“Ah~ I think you should lie back down, the doctor told you not to move too fast,” Siwon says softly as he pushes Heechul back down into the comfort of the hospital’s pillows.
“Yah, what’s going on? Why am I here?” Heechul snaps impatiently, a headache starting to rise from the back of his neck.
“…you don’t remember?”
“Remember what?” he blinks confusedly.
“Hyung, you don’t remember passing out in your room after being on the phone with Sungmin?”
“…what?”
Siwon just stares at him calmly, then pats him on shoulder, “Well, everything’s fine now. It’s okay if you don’t remember.”
Suddenly, a flash of memory replays in his mind - he remembers the bits of vision and bits of conversation, and the sensation of being lost and floating weightlessly.
“…I think I was … I think I was dreaming of something - like wings and … something else. It was just…God, it was weird….maybe something is wrong with me…”
“Hyung, don’t use the Lord’s name in vain, that’s a sin~” Siwon says under his breath.
Heechul rolls his eyes at Siwon, then pauses, abruptly feeling that dull ache of too much sleep in his system, “Wait, how long was I unconscious, Siwon?”
“A bit more than twenty four hours, I think,” Siwon says, tiredly, and rubs his temples - Heechul finally notices the tired, dark circles under his eyes.
“WHAT? TWENTY FOUR HOURS?! I WASTED A WHOLE DAY LYING HERE?! WHAT.”
“Yeah, the doctors made everyone worry, saying how they thought you were in some kind of coma, but thank goodness you’re awake - ah, I should go tell the nurses and everyone now,” Siwon says, rising out his chair and making his way to the exit.
Before Heechul can ask more questions, Siwon is already out of the room, busy dialing someone on his cell phone.
Heechul’s in the process of wondering where his family and where that bitch Sungmin is, when the person he last expects to see wanders in the room cautiously.
“Hyung!” his face is bright, excited - probably at seeing Heechul is finally awake.
“Hankyung?”
“How are feeling, Heechul?”
“I feel…tired…but better, I guess…” he says slowly, pausing as he notices Hangeng hiding something behind him. “What are you doing here, Hankyung?”
Hangeng blinks at him, “Uhh…just visiting you like everyone else?”
“Where is everyone else, now that you mention it?”
“Ah, your parents just left a couple minutes ago to grab some coffee. Sungmin went home to get his cellphone which he forgot, and I believe Siwon was here a minute ago, did you catch him?”
And Heechul can’t help but suddenly wish suddenly that the person he woke up to earlier was Hangeng.
“S-Siwon? Yeah, he just left to contact you guys, I think…”
“Ah…”
“Hankyung, um, you don’t happen to know where my phone, is do you? I kind of need it.”
“Oh, Siwon’s actually the one who’s holding it, lemme go grab him real quick.”
“No it’s oka-” Heechul begins, but is cut off when Hangeng bolts of the room like the devil is chasing him, still managing to hide the object he’d been holding behind his back.
Heechul sighs, his headache strangely decreasing after that strange conversation with Hangeng, and he sinks back into the bed sheets. His eyes close and he can still see the remnants of the intensely strong vision he had yesterday.
Shit, what the hell is going on, why do I keep passing out and getting these weird visions? It’s actually getting quite creepy…
“Hyung, you were asking for your phone? I have it here,” Siwon says as he reenters the room - hands holding not just his phone, but something else now. An enormous bouquet of just-blooming roses is covering half of his face - much, much more than a dozen.
“Jesus, what’s that?” Heechul says, pointing at the enormous bouquet.
“Dunno, I found it outside your room on the floor. It’s addressed to you, so I thought some nice stranger just left it there as a get-well gift. You want them?”
“…sure, I guess, if it’s really for me,” he says uncertainly.
“Of course it is, this isn’t the first one,” Siwon says happily, sighing as he crosses to the other side of the room.
“What do you mean that’s not the first one?”
“Well we’ve been getting these outside your door ever since yesterday. They’re always the same ones - thirty six red roses~ If you look over here, you can see we have quite a collection,” Siwon chuckles as he places the flowers beside five other bouquets.
Heechul gasps, realizing for the first time that those bouquets were there. “Damn, what the hell? That’s a lot of roses…”
“Yeah, kind of creepy too, don’t you think? They’re all from the same person who leaves them outside your room, so weird…”
Heechul doesn’t hear him though, he just looks at the spot on the ground that Hangeng had been standing at earlier and sees a single, red rose petal forgotten on the hospital floor.
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Heechul doesn’t see much of Hangeng that evening anymore, despite the fact that he wants to see him desperately again after the suspicion of the red roses. Heechul does see, however, his parents and nurses and doctors and Sungmin with his own bouquet of measly carnations that Heechul scoffs at.
“Psh, just be happy I got you anything, whore,” Sungmin teases, setting the carnations beside the magnificent bouquets of red roses.
“Wow you really have someone obsessed with you,” Sungmin sighs dreamily, fingering the roses’ petals.
“Yah, get your filthy hands off my precious flowers, bitch,” Heechul snaps, shooing Sungmin away from the window.
“Ah, so possessive~ You don’t even know who they’re from! What if it’s from creepy old dude or something?” Sungmin retorts.
“Hmm, I think I have an idea who’s the mysterious romantic,” Heechul says, failing to hide the smile that’s finding its way on to his lips.
“Omo~! What, and you didn’t bother to tell me?! YAH! Kim Heechul, you better spill right now, yah!”
Heechul just laughs loudly and Sungmin smacks him on the shoulder repeatedly and bothers him the rest of the night, nagging him constantly, but Heechul just smiles to himself, a warm feeling bubbling in his chest.
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The next morning is already a school morning, and Heechul had just been discharged from the hospital last night with the message from the doctors that there was no serious illness with Heechul, he seemed to have simply lost consciousness for no particular reason. Fit as a fiddle, Heechul had been allowed to leave with his parents, though he protested to having to return to classes so shortly after his return home.
Unfortunately, the alarm screams at him particularly early this morning, and Heebum meows angrily from the foot of Heechul’s bed.
“Uuuuughhhhhhh,” Heechul groans, slapping the alarm to silence it.
It’s not until five minutes later that Heechul realizes in his haze of half-sleep and half-consciousness that he’s going to be showing Hangeng around the school today. Heechul bolts up in bed, heart thumping wildly and a strange twinge of excitement rising in his chest. He’s suddenly wide awake and spends nearly an hour choosing the most perfect outfit for the day - one that makes his ass look the most delicious. Then he nearly screams when he realizes that it’s school, and in school, well, there are uniforms for that.
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Heechul devours his meal in a matter of minutes and excitedly bounds out of the door, texting Sungmin incoherently ecstatic texts.
[8.12]Omo, I can’t believe this is happening. I get to show him around the school! <3 <3 <3
[8.15]No, Heechul, not now. I am not in the mood right now.
[8.16]Awww, what’s wrong baby? You’re always in the mood (;
[8.25]Seriously, not right now Heechul.
[8.30]Ooh~ vicious! Who pissed off my Minnie?
[8.31]… Siwon didn’t call me back last night like he said he would. T^T
[8.40] :O Aigoo~ Poor Minnie, I’ll talk to him for you~
[8.41]NO. Don’t do that. It’s fine. I’ll just… give up :/
[8.42]Darling, no. Don’t be a Kangin (who can’t get that bitch Leeteuk), you can do this. Fighting! ^o^
[8.45]Fuck you, Heechul. Smug little bitch. Why aren’t you fucking Hankyung already anyway?
[8.47]I’m not fucking him…yet~ ;)
[8.50]I want the details.
[8.51]Done, and done~!
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Before first period, Heechul takes Hangeng around the campus for a quick tour, showing him the attendance office, the cafeteria, the gym, and all the restrooms. “For whenever you just really gotta go,” he jokes. Hangeng blushes and Heechul dies inside.
Heechul is disappointed to find out that he doesn’t have first period with Hangeng and pouts through the whole thing - it’s math anyways, who cares?
Sungmin texts him whore-y stuff the whole time from his seat at the rear of the classroom, which keeps Heechul awake for like five more minutes until he’s snoring shamelessly through the rest of the lesson, and Mr. Kim doesn’t even say anything: it’s just another normal Monday.
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Second period, Hangeng is again not in his class and Heechul sighs, sinking in his seat, suddenly missing that stupid blonde haired Chinese kid. Hangeng > Biology Class, he doodles in his blank notebook.
[10.26] Yah, I miss him - that Chinese kid. :/ What the hell is my life?
[10.27]Me? :D
[10.29]Shut up and entertain me, Min.
[10.21] There I just made the text go back in time, isn’t that radical??!11111
[10.32]Omg, you’re so fucking gay.
[10.33]But you already knew that ;D
[10.35]-insert eye roll-
[10.37]Omo, Siwon just stretched and his ABS SHOWED. SAS:GOADLGWE. NNNGHHH. So hot. WHY’S HE SO PERFECT CHULLIEEEE? -insert erection-
[10.38]Yeah you wish he’d insert that erection into you right?
[10.39]Mmmm~ God, harder, Siwon, yeah…aahh~
[10.40]You horny hormonal teenage boy. Tsk tsk~ how shameless. If he knew about you, he’d move in with the priests from his church and never step outside again.
[10.41]I’m just gonna ignore what just was said. He just winked at me. FROM ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE CLASSROOM. MY LIFE. IT’S COMPLETEEEE.
[10.43]I’m just gonna sleep now, whore. Fix your post-orgasm face please.
[10.44]Sorry, my orgasm has lasted longer than sixty seconds now, and it’s still going NNngggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh <3 <3 <3 ~*Jizz in my pants*~
[10.45]Mr. Choi just asked you why you have such a pleasured face on, did you even hear him at all, slut?
[10.46]What is life? I only know Siwon’s chocolate abs.
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Third period proves to be a little more exciting, as Hangeng enters the room two minutes late, and Ms. Lee introduces him to the class. Heechul pretends to glance uninterestedly up at the board when Hangeng is saying hi to the class, but he can’t help it when a smile cracks through subtly.
[11.12]Chullie, I saw that. That smile. YOU ARE SO FALLING. YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HIM. HE’S CHINESE AND HE’S FOREIGN. OH GOD, YOU’RE MORE OF A WHORE THAN ME. <3
[11.13]What? I didn’t smile, I just had something in my eye.
[11.15]Oh, okay, cause that makes total sense, yeah.
[11.16]He has such broad shoulders, and such a sexy waist, don’t you think, Min? Omg he even has nice wrists, right?
[11.17]WHY ISN’T SIWON IN THIS CLASS IT’S SO BORING.
[11.20]Feel my pain from the last two classes we had, whoreface. WHICH REMINDS ME, WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE SO MANY FUCKING CLASSES WITH YOU?! UGHHHH.
[11.21]Pretending I never saw that text. So, who gave you those flowers ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
[11.23]Hangeng.
[11.23]:WI$YJ:I@K$YJIK$WJIRHHY WHATTTTTTTT. FLAPPING MY HANDS AT YOU. TURN AROUND. OMO WHAT REALLY?! SLIJHWLI$YJLWI$YJ#WLI$JYERH!! TURNAROUND BITCH!!!!!!!
Heechul turns around to see a pre-epileptic Sungmin and just grins.
The rest of the class Sungmin simply spazzes out, making strange squealing noises while texting Heechul fifty texts in one minute. And Heechul just smiles, staring at Hangeng’s broad shoulders and watching the breeze from the open window tickle his fluffy blonde hair every now and then.
Heechul can’t remember the last time he’s paid attention in history class, but suddenly, something that Ms. Lee says strangely sparks Heechul’s attention, but he’s only able catch the last few words. Something about wings and lion claws.
He turns to the kid next to him, Junsu or something like that, and whispers, “Yah, what page are we on in the textbook?”
Junsu looks astonished that Heechul has actually spoken more than three words to him for the first time and answers with a flustered, “Page t-twenty six…”
Heechul mutters a thanks and flips his book open aggressively to the right page.
He scans the page quickly and looks down at the very bottom. There, in a small picture near the corner is what makes Heechul’s heart nearly stop beating.
That’s it!, his mind nearly screams at him in shock, it’s the--that creature thing that’s been showing in those insane visions!
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A/N: Hehe~ I love cliffhangers *____* Hopefully didn't spoil too much with this chapter. I'm sorry if the plot is moving a little slow right now, I'm just working on Hangeng and Heechul getting more acquainted with each other and having more cutesy moments :D Plus i really enjoy writing the silly text conversations between Heechul and Sungmin~ I think I'm going to reveal a small secret by small secret from each chapter ^_~; Please await the next one and thanks for reading~