Lost in Love [4/?]
Title: Lost in Love [4/?]
Author: ixjaydee
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing: Woogyu (Woohyun/Sunggyu);; Sungsoo (Sungyeol/Myungsoo);; Wooya (Dongwoo/Hoya)
Genre: drama, high school cliches, and the like.
Disclaimer: I need to put some money in the bank so I can buy their CDs. That’s the closest I’ll ever get to owning them.
Summary: Nam Woohyun: noun - [1] resident pretty boy and one of the most popular juniors in the entire school. [2] has a reputation of being a jerk, but only because most people don’t understand he doesn’t really mean his insults. It’s just how he shows his affection.
Kim Sunggyu: noun - [1] nobody. [2] a junior just trying to make his way through school and do bigger and better things with his life.
Woogyu: noun - [1] a name given to Woohyun and Sunggyu by his best friend Dongwoo, who happens to know that Woohyun has a crush on Sunggyu. [2] the reason Sunggyu gets crippled for life.
AN;; Uh... This is actually progressing quite nicely and going in the direction I want it to. Is this what it feels like to write a fic instead of letting a fic write itself? ;~;
--
04
--
The incident at school didn’t go unnoticed, and Woohyun made sure of it. He weedled out all the names of his fanclub, girls and guys alike, and had them all reported. He would be damned before he let something like that happen again.
There were whispers about how it was about time for him to notice what was going on. Woohyun ignored the nasty comments about him, especially about Sunggyu. Word about what happened to him spread like wildfire.
“So where is it you go after soccer practice nowadays? What happened to taking us out for ice cream afterwards like you always do?” Woohyun watched as Hoya took the jello off of his tray and opened it to eat.
“What? Eating my lunch isn’t enough, I have to treat you guys to ice cream every day too?” He raised an indignant eyebrow before rolling his eyes.
“Yes. That’s how things have gone since we first met in middle school. Don’t change the routine, Woohyun. Don’t change it.” Dongwoo whispered the last part, laughing when Woohyun gave him a weird look.
Dongwoo, Hoya, and Woohyun met in middle school on the soccer team. All three of them were so competitive that they ended up having a wrestling match in the middle of the soccer field their first practice.
All three of them were punished with laps and lunges until they couldn’t feel their legs anymore, and even then, they still talked about who couldn’t feel their legs the most. Since then, they’d been inseparable. Dongwoo and Hoya were Woohyun’s voice of reason, and Woohyun was their popular, but socially inept friend.
They were there for each other when Hoya came out of the closet and got ridiculed and bullied in school. There were more than just a few days where the three of them would collapse through Woohyun’s doorway, beaten and bruised, but still best friends. Then suddenly, Dongwoo came out of the closet, leaving Woohyun the odd one out.
They refrained from showing each other too much affection when Woohyun was around, making him feel awkward for intruding on their time together.
“Woohyun? Woohyun?” Hoya said, waving his hand in front of his face again.
“What?”
“You didn’t answer my question. Where do you go after soccer practice?” Woohyun pursed his lips.
“I guess you could come with me. I’ll treat you to ice cream after if you come with me.” Woohyun rolled his eyes when they both agreed without another thought.
--
“A hospital? What?” Dongwoo and Hoya looked at each other with confused stares before hurrying after Woohyun.
“Hi, Woohyun. How was school?” the lady at the front desk asked.
“It was fine, thanks for asking. I brought some friends along if it’s okay.” He gestured towards Dongwoo and Hoya, both of whom bowed quickly.
“That’s fine. I think his mom is up there too. Just don’t make too much noise.” Woohyun thanked her before making his way to the elevator. A few more nurses and staff greeted him as he walked down the hallways, folder tucked under his arm.
“Jeeze, you’re popular even in hospitals,” Hoya muttered under his breath. Woohyun grinned before glancing over his shoulder to see his friends looking in opposite directions, but their fingers were intertwined between them.
Woohyun gave a small sigh before stopping to slide open the door, bowing when Sunggyu’s mom stood up. “Hi, Ms. Kim. I brought some of my friends along today.” Dongwoo and Hoya bowed behind him, introducing themselves.
She smiled and bowed back. Sunggyu looked between the three of them with curiosity and a small smile.
“I really appreciate you bringing his school work and helping him with it. The doctors say he won’t be able to go back to school until next year.” Woohyun nodded before shifting uncomfortably at the falling expression on Sunggyu’s face.
“But I’m headed back to work. My break is over. Play nice,” she said, before shaking her finger at Woohyun. Woohyun held his hands up innocently and gave a mock glare over to Sunggyu.
Over the past few weeks, Woohyun had been working on getting Sunggyu comfortable with him. They talked and had conversations whenever he stopped by now, and he was even starting to smile at him more often.
The three of them dropped their book bags and dragged chairs up to his bedside. Dongwoo and Hoya were full of questions, some appropriate and some not (“So, do you think Woohyun is hot?” “Shut. Up.”).
After the Q&A session, they pulled out their homework reluctantly.
“Jeeze. It’s May already?” Dongwoo asked, scribbling the date underneath his name.
“Which means I’ve already been here for almost two months,” Sunggyu said, staring at his leg. “Doctor says I’ll be starting physical therapy at the end of this month, and I should be out of here by the start of summer vacation.”
“Physical therapy, how exciting,” Woohyun with as little enthusiasm as he possibly could, not looking up from his homework.
“Yeah. But I get to learn how to walk with a cane. I can start tripping people and making it look like an accident.” Woohyun rolled his eyes and dropped his pen.
“I told you! It was an accident!” Sunggyu chuckled before going back to his work.
“Sure it was, Woohyun. Sure it was.” Dongwoo and Hoya snickered to each other.
--
As time went on, Woohyun found that he knew very little about Sunggyu himself. He could pick out his habits, like how he blinked rapidly before he sneezed, and how whenever he stared off into the distance, he was probably about to fall asleep. But information wise, he didn’t even know his birthday.
He entered the hospital with plans to ask him personal things when the lady at the front desk gave him a panicked look.
“Woohyun! He just tried to commit suicide!” Woohyun froze in his spot, horror crossing his face.
“What?!” He didn’t bother to wait for the elevator, instead, he dashed up five flights of stairs. By the time he reached the top, he was sweating slightly, but made a mad dash for Sunggyu’s room. When he got there, the crash carts and nurses were leaving while the doctor stood inside, writing stuff on the charts while Sunggyu was talking.
Woohyun tried to catch his breath outside, but couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something was trying to crush his heart. He saw the doctor shake his head before patting Sunggyu on the shoulder and leaving.
As soon as he was gone, Woohyun burst into the room, angry, confused, and hurt.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” he yelled at Sunggyu. His chest was still heaving from running up the stairs. Sunggyu furrowed his eyebrows before raising one at him.
“Lots of things are. But what’s wrong with you?”
“What- What’s wrong with me? I just had a near heart attack! I walk into the lobby and the lady tells me you just tried to commit suicide and ran up five flights of stairs to come see you!”
“Oh that,” Sunggyu said lightly. Woohyun wanted to slap the smile off of his face.
“‘Oh that’? That’s all you have to say? How could you even think of killing yourself?!” Woohyun launched into a long rant about how selfish he was being, and how if he knew that Sunggyu was going to do this then he wouldn’t have wasted his time coming to visit him. Though deep down, he knew he would’ve anyway.
Sunggyu sat there and listened to him, nodding occasionally. When Woohyun finally tired himself out, he sunk down into the chair next to him before burying his face into his hands. He ran a hand through his hair and sat back in the chair, giving Sunggyu a hard stare.
“Are you done? Can I explain what happened now?” Woohyun sighed and motioned that he had the floor.
“It was a misunderstanding.” Woohyun gave him a look of disbelief.
“How do you misunderstand a suicide attempt?” Sunggyu rolled his eyes.
“First of all, it was not a suicide attempt. I was taking my pain medication when one of the nurses knocked on the door and asked if I needed anything. She startled me so I accidentally knocked over my bottle of pills. I didn’t even get to take any yet before I heard something else fall and saw that the bear you got me fell off the bed.” Woohyun blinked a few times.
“I thought that the ground wouldn’t be too far away so I tried to lean over to get it and ended up pulling out a few wires or something and rupturing a vein.” For good measure, he held up his heavily bruised arm for Woohyun to see. He winced slightly.
“So the heart monitor went flat, the nurses looked in to see my pills spilled all over the table and me slumped over, so they assumed that I tried to kill myself. I was explaining what happened to the doctor when you came running in looking like it was the end of the world.”
Woohyun took a few deep breaths while staring at Sunggyu in disbelief. He let his head fall back on the chair before making a few crying noises and covering his face with his hands.
“Fuck my life, Sunggyu. Don’t you ever do something like this again. I took the stairs like, eight at a time, I was running so fast.” Woohyun cried some more before letting out a frustrated yell.
Sunggyu chuckled at him. “It’s nice to know that you’d take stairs eight at a time to come see me.”
“Are you kidding me? I’d run a thousand miles for you.” Sunggyu laughed this time, sending warmth through Woohyun’s body.
“Isn’t that a line from a song?”
“Yeah. Poetic isn’t it?”
“More like cheesy as hell. But uh... Woohyun?” Woohyun looked over to see Sunggyu peering over the edge of his bed.
“Can you get it for me? No one picked it up.” Woohyun ducked under the bed to see the bear sitting on the floor.
“Yeah, yeah, I got it. Wouldn’t want you to try to commit suicide again. I swear...” His heart was still feeling squeezed, but less so now. Woohyun picked up the bear and handed it to Sunggyu, who took it gently from him.
“Thanks.”
--
When Sunggyu started physical therapy, Woohyun noticed a significant drop in his mood. Sometimes when he came by, Sunggyu would still be out, and he would wait until one of the nurses wheeled him back to his room, looking angry or upset.
“How’s therapy going for you?” Woohyun asked one day. Sunggyu blinked a few times before putting his pencil down.
“It’s... frustrating. Really frustrating. It’s like learning to walk all over again,” Sunggyu said with a frown.
“Want me to come down one day and cheer you on?” Woohyun asked with a smile, spinning his pencil in his hand.
“Hah! Only if you want to be bored out of your mind.”
“Then I’ll come down. As compensation for being bored out of my mind, you should come to a few of my soccer practices and games over the summer and the rest of the school year.”
“I guess... if you start making fun of me though, I’m going to throw my cane at you. And I have pretty good aim.” Sunggyu made his hand into a gun and closed one eye before pretending to shoot Woohyun.
Woohyun clutched his chest and sighed dramatically. “Straight through the heart! How could you be so cruel?” he said before falling forward, throwing his arms over Sunggyu’s lap.
Sunggyu flinched away from him slightly before rolling his eyes and shoving his arms off.
“Whatever. You totally deserve it.” Sunggyu meant for it to be a joke, but Woohyun sat up, staring at Sunggyu like he’d offended him. Sunggyu could see the guilt starting to appear on Woohyun’s face.
“No, Woohyun. It was a joke. I’m not mad at you, really.” Woohyun nodded, clearly not believing him.
“Let’s get our homework done then...”
Things became a little bit more awkward after that.
--
“Sunggyu. Tell me about yourself,” Woohyun asked one sunny afternoon. The weather outside was perfect, and Woohyun said so many times before opening the window for Sunggyu to feel the breeze for himself.
“What about me?” Sunggyu said, scribbling something out on his paper before rewriting it.
“I dunno. Your hobbies, your likes, your dislikes. Your birthday, what you do for fun.”
“Would you like to know my star sign, and what my idea of what a romantic date is too?” Sunggyu laughed as Woohyun scowled before throwing his pencil at the other boy.
“Hey, hey. Try not to take out an eye will you?” Sunggyu threw the pencil back to him and tilted his head back in thought.
“My birthday is on April 28th, so it’s passed already.” Sunggyu was about to continue when Woohyun gave him a scandalized look.
“What? And you didn’t tell me? I’ve been coming here every day, and you didn’t even bother to mention it to me?”
“It was on a Saturday. My mom came by, and I blew out a candle on a cupcake.” Sunggyu shrugged, grinning at Woohyun. “I don’t really make a big deal out of my birthday.”
Woohyun blinked rapidly, giving Sunggyu a look like he clearly couldn’t believe there were people like him in the world.
“Uh... my favorite color is red. I like to play the guitar, take walks, sing, eat ice cream, you know the usual. I don’t really like school,” he frowned at the folder in front of him, “but I deem it a necessary evil. Kinda like you.”
Sunggyu laughed and shielded his face with the bear as Woohyun threatened to hit him with his book. “I do like playing sports, but it looks like I’ll be out of a hobby. Uh... I’m a Taurus? This is probably the part where I say I like long walks on the beach, but I’ve never been so...”
Woohyun lowered his book and gave him a strange look. “You’ve never been to the beach before?”
“No.” The breeze blew the curtains up, catching Sunggyu’s attention. He turned towards the outside and smiled sadly.
“Mom’s always busy with her job, and before that, my dad didn’t really like taking vacations.” Woohyun didn’t really know what to say about that. He’d never seen Sunggyu’s dad, so he assumed that he was in a faraway place.
“But I’d like to go someday. Splash around in the water and sing a song or two in the sand. Maybe take a nap in a hammock.” Woohyun nodded, settling back down into his seat.
“How come I’ve never heard you sing before?”
“I don’t want to disturb the peace like you do every time you bust through the sliding doors.”
“Would you just-” Sunggyu held up his sheets as a shield, trying to hide from Woohyun as he held up the book again.
“Woohyun, stop abusing him,” the nurse said as she slid the door open. Woohyun smiled innocently.
“I was just going to hand it to him. I swear.” The nurse rolled her eyes as she wheeled in a wheelchair.
“Ready for therapy?”
“Oh, I’m always ready,” Sunggyu groaned, throwing the sheets off of his body and pushing the tray back.
“Coming along, Woohyun?”
“Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t kill me.”
“You’re not allowed to make fun of me,” Sunggyu said as he settled into the chair.
“What, and you are? What kind of double standards are you holding me to?”
Author: ixjaydee
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing: Woogyu (Woohyun/Sunggyu);; Sungsoo (Sungyeol/Myungsoo);; Wooya (Dongwoo/Hoya)
Genre: drama, high school cliches, and the like.
Disclaimer: I need to put some money in the bank so I can buy their CDs. That’s the closest I’ll ever get to owning them.
Summary: Nam Woohyun: noun - [1] resident pretty boy and one of the most popular juniors in the entire school. [2] has a reputation of being a jerk, but only because most people don’t understand he doesn’t really mean his insults. It’s just how he shows his affection.
Kim Sunggyu: noun - [1] nobody. [2] a junior just trying to make his way through school and do bigger and better things with his life.
Woogyu: noun - [1] a name given to Woohyun and Sunggyu by his best friend Dongwoo, who happens to know that Woohyun has a crush on Sunggyu. [2] the reason Sunggyu gets crippled for life.
AN;; Uh... This is actually progressing quite nicely and going in the direction I want it to. Is this what it feels like to write a fic instead of letting a fic write itself? ;~;
--
04
--
The incident at school didn’t go unnoticed, and Woohyun made sure of it. He weedled out all the names of his fanclub, girls and guys alike, and had them all reported. He would be damned before he let something like that happen again.
There were whispers about how it was about time for him to notice what was going on. Woohyun ignored the nasty comments about him, especially about Sunggyu. Word about what happened to him spread like wildfire.
“So where is it you go after soccer practice nowadays? What happened to taking us out for ice cream afterwards like you always do?” Woohyun watched as Hoya took the jello off of his tray and opened it to eat.
“What? Eating my lunch isn’t enough, I have to treat you guys to ice cream every day too?” He raised an indignant eyebrow before rolling his eyes.
“Yes. That’s how things have gone since we first met in middle school. Don’t change the routine, Woohyun. Don’t change it.” Dongwoo whispered the last part, laughing when Woohyun gave him a weird look.
Dongwoo, Hoya, and Woohyun met in middle school on the soccer team. All three of them were so competitive that they ended up having a wrestling match in the middle of the soccer field their first practice.
All three of them were punished with laps and lunges until they couldn’t feel their legs anymore, and even then, they still talked about who couldn’t feel their legs the most. Since then, they’d been inseparable. Dongwoo and Hoya were Woohyun’s voice of reason, and Woohyun was their popular, but socially inept friend.
They were there for each other when Hoya came out of the closet and got ridiculed and bullied in school. There were more than just a few days where the three of them would collapse through Woohyun’s doorway, beaten and bruised, but still best friends. Then suddenly, Dongwoo came out of the closet, leaving Woohyun the odd one out.
They refrained from showing each other too much affection when Woohyun was around, making him feel awkward for intruding on their time together.
“Woohyun? Woohyun?” Hoya said, waving his hand in front of his face again.
“What?”
“You didn’t answer my question. Where do you go after soccer practice?” Woohyun pursed his lips.
“I guess you could come with me. I’ll treat you to ice cream after if you come with me.” Woohyun rolled his eyes when they both agreed without another thought.
--
“A hospital? What?” Dongwoo and Hoya looked at each other with confused stares before hurrying after Woohyun.
“Hi, Woohyun. How was school?” the lady at the front desk asked.
“It was fine, thanks for asking. I brought some friends along if it’s okay.” He gestured towards Dongwoo and Hoya, both of whom bowed quickly.
“That’s fine. I think his mom is up there too. Just don’t make too much noise.” Woohyun thanked her before making his way to the elevator. A few more nurses and staff greeted him as he walked down the hallways, folder tucked under his arm.
“Jeeze, you’re popular even in hospitals,” Hoya muttered under his breath. Woohyun grinned before glancing over his shoulder to see his friends looking in opposite directions, but their fingers were intertwined between them.
Woohyun gave a small sigh before stopping to slide open the door, bowing when Sunggyu’s mom stood up. “Hi, Ms. Kim. I brought some of my friends along today.” Dongwoo and Hoya bowed behind him, introducing themselves.
She smiled and bowed back. Sunggyu looked between the three of them with curiosity and a small smile.
“I really appreciate you bringing his school work and helping him with it. The doctors say he won’t be able to go back to school until next year.” Woohyun nodded before shifting uncomfortably at the falling expression on Sunggyu’s face.
“But I’m headed back to work. My break is over. Play nice,” she said, before shaking her finger at Woohyun. Woohyun held his hands up innocently and gave a mock glare over to Sunggyu.
Over the past few weeks, Woohyun had been working on getting Sunggyu comfortable with him. They talked and had conversations whenever he stopped by now, and he was even starting to smile at him more often.
The three of them dropped their book bags and dragged chairs up to his bedside. Dongwoo and Hoya were full of questions, some appropriate and some not (“So, do you think Woohyun is hot?” “Shut. Up.”).
After the Q&A session, they pulled out their homework reluctantly.
“Jeeze. It’s May already?” Dongwoo asked, scribbling the date underneath his name.
“Which means I’ve already been here for almost two months,” Sunggyu said, staring at his leg. “Doctor says I’ll be starting physical therapy at the end of this month, and I should be out of here by the start of summer vacation.”
“Physical therapy, how exciting,” Woohyun with as little enthusiasm as he possibly could, not looking up from his homework.
“Yeah. But I get to learn how to walk with a cane. I can start tripping people and making it look like an accident.” Woohyun rolled his eyes and dropped his pen.
“I told you! It was an accident!” Sunggyu chuckled before going back to his work.
“Sure it was, Woohyun. Sure it was.” Dongwoo and Hoya snickered to each other.
--
As time went on, Woohyun found that he knew very little about Sunggyu himself. He could pick out his habits, like how he blinked rapidly before he sneezed, and how whenever he stared off into the distance, he was probably about to fall asleep. But information wise, he didn’t even know his birthday.
He entered the hospital with plans to ask him personal things when the lady at the front desk gave him a panicked look.
“Woohyun! He just tried to commit suicide!” Woohyun froze in his spot, horror crossing his face.
“What?!” He didn’t bother to wait for the elevator, instead, he dashed up five flights of stairs. By the time he reached the top, he was sweating slightly, but made a mad dash for Sunggyu’s room. When he got there, the crash carts and nurses were leaving while the doctor stood inside, writing stuff on the charts while Sunggyu was talking.
Woohyun tried to catch his breath outside, but couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something was trying to crush his heart. He saw the doctor shake his head before patting Sunggyu on the shoulder and leaving.
As soon as he was gone, Woohyun burst into the room, angry, confused, and hurt.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” he yelled at Sunggyu. His chest was still heaving from running up the stairs. Sunggyu furrowed his eyebrows before raising one at him.
“Lots of things are. But what’s wrong with you?”
“What- What’s wrong with me? I just had a near heart attack! I walk into the lobby and the lady tells me you just tried to commit suicide and ran up five flights of stairs to come see you!”
“Oh that,” Sunggyu said lightly. Woohyun wanted to slap the smile off of his face.
“‘Oh that’? That’s all you have to say? How could you even think of killing yourself?!” Woohyun launched into a long rant about how selfish he was being, and how if he knew that Sunggyu was going to do this then he wouldn’t have wasted his time coming to visit him. Though deep down, he knew he would’ve anyway.
Sunggyu sat there and listened to him, nodding occasionally. When Woohyun finally tired himself out, he sunk down into the chair next to him before burying his face into his hands. He ran a hand through his hair and sat back in the chair, giving Sunggyu a hard stare.
“Are you done? Can I explain what happened now?” Woohyun sighed and motioned that he had the floor.
“It was a misunderstanding.” Woohyun gave him a look of disbelief.
“How do you misunderstand a suicide attempt?” Sunggyu rolled his eyes.
“First of all, it was not a suicide attempt. I was taking my pain medication when one of the nurses knocked on the door and asked if I needed anything. She startled me so I accidentally knocked over my bottle of pills. I didn’t even get to take any yet before I heard something else fall and saw that the bear you got me fell off the bed.” Woohyun blinked a few times.
“I thought that the ground wouldn’t be too far away so I tried to lean over to get it and ended up pulling out a few wires or something and rupturing a vein.” For good measure, he held up his heavily bruised arm for Woohyun to see. He winced slightly.
“So the heart monitor went flat, the nurses looked in to see my pills spilled all over the table and me slumped over, so they assumed that I tried to kill myself. I was explaining what happened to the doctor when you came running in looking like it was the end of the world.”
Woohyun took a few deep breaths while staring at Sunggyu in disbelief. He let his head fall back on the chair before making a few crying noises and covering his face with his hands.
“Fuck my life, Sunggyu. Don’t you ever do something like this again. I took the stairs like, eight at a time, I was running so fast.” Woohyun cried some more before letting out a frustrated yell.
Sunggyu chuckled at him. “It’s nice to know that you’d take stairs eight at a time to come see me.”
“Are you kidding me? I’d run a thousand miles for you.” Sunggyu laughed this time, sending warmth through Woohyun’s body.
“Isn’t that a line from a song?”
“Yeah. Poetic isn’t it?”
“More like cheesy as hell. But uh... Woohyun?” Woohyun looked over to see Sunggyu peering over the edge of his bed.
“Can you get it for me? No one picked it up.” Woohyun ducked under the bed to see the bear sitting on the floor.
“Yeah, yeah, I got it. Wouldn’t want you to try to commit suicide again. I swear...” His heart was still feeling squeezed, but less so now. Woohyun picked up the bear and handed it to Sunggyu, who took it gently from him.
“Thanks.”
--
When Sunggyu started physical therapy, Woohyun noticed a significant drop in his mood. Sometimes when he came by, Sunggyu would still be out, and he would wait until one of the nurses wheeled him back to his room, looking angry or upset.
“How’s therapy going for you?” Woohyun asked one day. Sunggyu blinked a few times before putting his pencil down.
“It’s... frustrating. Really frustrating. It’s like learning to walk all over again,” Sunggyu said with a frown.
“Want me to come down one day and cheer you on?” Woohyun asked with a smile, spinning his pencil in his hand.
“Hah! Only if you want to be bored out of your mind.”
“Then I’ll come down. As compensation for being bored out of my mind, you should come to a few of my soccer practices and games over the summer and the rest of the school year.”
“I guess... if you start making fun of me though, I’m going to throw my cane at you. And I have pretty good aim.” Sunggyu made his hand into a gun and closed one eye before pretending to shoot Woohyun.
Woohyun clutched his chest and sighed dramatically. “Straight through the heart! How could you be so cruel?” he said before falling forward, throwing his arms over Sunggyu’s lap.
Sunggyu flinched away from him slightly before rolling his eyes and shoving his arms off.
“Whatever. You totally deserve it.” Sunggyu meant for it to be a joke, but Woohyun sat up, staring at Sunggyu like he’d offended him. Sunggyu could see the guilt starting to appear on Woohyun’s face.
“No, Woohyun. It was a joke. I’m not mad at you, really.” Woohyun nodded, clearly not believing him.
“Let’s get our homework done then...”
Things became a little bit more awkward after that.
--
“Sunggyu. Tell me about yourself,” Woohyun asked one sunny afternoon. The weather outside was perfect, and Woohyun said so many times before opening the window for Sunggyu to feel the breeze for himself.
“What about me?” Sunggyu said, scribbling something out on his paper before rewriting it.
“I dunno. Your hobbies, your likes, your dislikes. Your birthday, what you do for fun.”
“Would you like to know my star sign, and what my idea of what a romantic date is too?” Sunggyu laughed as Woohyun scowled before throwing his pencil at the other boy.
“Hey, hey. Try not to take out an eye will you?” Sunggyu threw the pencil back to him and tilted his head back in thought.
“My birthday is on April 28th, so it’s passed already.” Sunggyu was about to continue when Woohyun gave him a scandalized look.
“What? And you didn’t tell me? I’ve been coming here every day, and you didn’t even bother to mention it to me?”
“It was on a Saturday. My mom came by, and I blew out a candle on a cupcake.” Sunggyu shrugged, grinning at Woohyun. “I don’t really make a big deal out of my birthday.”
Woohyun blinked rapidly, giving Sunggyu a look like he clearly couldn’t believe there were people like him in the world.
“Uh... my favorite color is red. I like to play the guitar, take walks, sing, eat ice cream, you know the usual. I don’t really like school,” he frowned at the folder in front of him, “but I deem it a necessary evil. Kinda like you.”
Sunggyu laughed and shielded his face with the bear as Woohyun threatened to hit him with his book. “I do like playing sports, but it looks like I’ll be out of a hobby. Uh... I’m a Taurus? This is probably the part where I say I like long walks on the beach, but I’ve never been so...”
Woohyun lowered his book and gave him a strange look. “You’ve never been to the beach before?”
“No.” The breeze blew the curtains up, catching Sunggyu’s attention. He turned towards the outside and smiled sadly.
“Mom’s always busy with her job, and before that, my dad didn’t really like taking vacations.” Woohyun didn’t really know what to say about that. He’d never seen Sunggyu’s dad, so he assumed that he was in a faraway place.
“But I’d like to go someday. Splash around in the water and sing a song or two in the sand. Maybe take a nap in a hammock.” Woohyun nodded, settling back down into his seat.
“How come I’ve never heard you sing before?”
“I don’t want to disturb the peace like you do every time you bust through the sliding doors.”
“Would you just-” Sunggyu held up his sheets as a shield, trying to hide from Woohyun as he held up the book again.
“Woohyun, stop abusing him,” the nurse said as she slid the door open. Woohyun smiled innocently.
“I was just going to hand it to him. I swear.” The nurse rolled her eyes as she wheeled in a wheelchair.
“Ready for therapy?”
“Oh, I’m always ready,” Sunggyu groaned, throwing the sheets off of his body and pushing the tray back.
“Coming along, Woohyun?”
“Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t kill me.”
“You’re not allowed to make fun of me,” Sunggyu said as he settled into the chair.
“What, and you are? What kind of double standards are you holding me to?”