Multi-Chapter: Teach Me How To Love [2/?]
A/N: A 'fast' update. Anyway, I don't know what happened to me, that the second chapter turned out this way. My apologies. Huhu. *goes hide in a corner*
“What’s that for? Jongwoon, as far as I know, you’re already 18, and you’re still playing with stuffed toys?” Heechul, Jongwoon’s brother said, frowning as the younger scan through the different kinds of stuffed toys in a toy store inside the mall where they decided to go since Heechul came back from China a few days ago.
“Nothing, Hyung,” he said, still looking at the toys as if he’s unsatisfied with the other toys displayed. “Just for… a special… friend,”
Heechul chuckled, giving his brother a knowing look. He let his brother to take his time as he excused himself, saying that his phone was ringing.
The saleslady approached him, giving him a bow. “Anything you need, Sir?” Jongwoon smiled and asked the saleslady, “Do you have a Jiggly Puff stuffed toy?”
The saleslady smiled and went to the stock room. After 3 minutes, the saleslady came out, 4 different versions of Jiggly Puff stuffed toys in hand. “What do you like out of these, Sir?” she asked, and Jongwoon looked at the toys on her hand.
There are 4 versions of it, there’s this one that’s dressed in a princess’ costume, the other one wearing a small blue bow tie with a microphone on hand, another dressed in a Santa costume, and the last one, is the simplest one. It has a microphone on its hand, and when you press it, a sweet song will play.
Jongwoon smiled. “I’ll take all of it,” he said, pulling out his wallet from his pocket.
“Are these for your girlfriend, Sir? She’s lucky, for sure, because you are so sweet.” She asked while wrapping the toys. Jongwoon didn’t answer, but smiled and handed her his payment instead, mumbling a soft, “Thank you, Miss,” before he went out.
“You’re done?” Heechul asked, standing outside the shop.
“Yeah,” Jongwoon answered, carrying 4 bags in his hands.
“That’s too many, I’m sure that friend would like those gifts. That friend’s a bit childish, huh?” Heechul joked, letting out a soft laugh as he took a bag from his brother’s hand. “Too many to handle by yourself,” he said and shrugged when Jongwoon gave him a confused look.
--
Ryeowook hurried going to his class. He’s literally running, afraid that he might miss his first class when someone called him, a man with brown, messy-looking hair and shining crescent-like brown eyes. The same man he had loved for years, yet the man who rejected him.
Jongwoon.
“Y-y-yes?” He stuttered, the same way he did when he confessed to this man in front of him.
Jongwoon smiled while Ryeowook looked at anything but him. “After dismissal, go to the library.” He said, walking away. Ryeowook watched his retreating figure with a confused look, not really getting what the older man had said.
Since he’s getting late, Ryeowook just shrugged it off and walked silently to his class.
He ducked so that Mr. Shin won’t see him. “You’re late again.” Someone whispered and Ryeowook knew who it was.
“Min Hyung,” he said, fishing out his notebook and pen from his backpack. “I woke up late,” he started writing his notes, not even bothering looking at his friend.
“Why are you always like that?” Sungmin said and turned his attention back to his abandoned notes. Ryeowook shrugged and continued writing.
“Uh, Hyung?” Ryeowook whispered for their teacher might hear them and make them leave his class in no time and that’s stupid for him.
“Hmm?” Sungmin replied, his head tilting up and down while he writes his notes.
“Jongwoon-ssi…” He started and his voice low. “He told me to go to the library after dismissal.”
Sungmin’s head snapped up, his hands seemed like it had a mind of its own and stopped writing. “You’re going?”
“I... I don’t know.”
“You should go, Wook. Maybe he’s going to start tutoring you today. You know, the final exams for this semester are getting nearer again.” Sungmin said, patting Ryeowook’s arms.
“But-"
“No buts.” Sungmin cut him off. “You need it. And besides, this meeting later could help you lessen the awkwardness between you two. Isn’t that a good idea?”
Ryeowook could do nothing but to stay silent. Because he knows that no matter what he does, he’ll never win over Sungmin’s monologues.
The school bell rang, signalling them that the subject before lunch was over. Ryeowook stood up from his seat, fixing his stuffs.
“Hey, Wook, I’ll be with Kyu at the cafeteria, we’ll wait for you there.” Sungmin said, standing beside the other, carrying his bag.
Ryeowook nodded and Sungmin went out. He quietly followed after Sungmin, walking out of their classroom with a blank expression on his face.
His brows rose when he noticed a small jiggly puff inspired stuff toy inside his locker, wearing a Santa costume. Who would give that to him? And that person knew his interests for sure. He smiled, slightly hugging the soft thing. ‘Could it be Sungmin Hyung? I bragged about this last time.’ He thought and made his way to the cafeteria where Kyuhyun and Sungmin are waiting for him.
--
“Psst.” Sungmin jumped when he felt someone creeping behind his back.
“Kyuhyun-ah. I almost had a heart-attack.” He said, clutching his chest dramatically. Kyuhyun smiled as he sat on an empty seat beside Sungmin, stealing a bite from the other’s sandwich.
Sungmin snatched his sandwich back, rolling his eyes at Kyuhyun. “When will you ever learn how to buy your own snack?"
Kyuhyun shrugged, taking a sip from Sungmin’s juice. “HEY! CHO KYUHYUN!” He laughed, seeing Sungmin pout.
“Sorry, Hyung, hungry Kyuhyun is hungry.” He said, wiping his lips using the edge of his sleeve.
“You… anyway, where’s Wook? I told him to follow after me.” Sungmin said, looking around the cafeteria.
“There he is, so don’t be so paranoid. You always worry about him. What about me?” Kyuhyun said, pointing to the direction of the cafeteria’s entrance, faking a hurt expression which Sungmin ignored seeing their friend approaching their place.
Ryeowook sat with a smile on an empty seat beside Kyuhyun which was reserved for him, putting his bag and the cute little toy on another vacant space. “Oh, that’s so cute, Wook! Who gave that to you?” Sungmin asked, noticing the stuffed toy perched beside Ryeowook’s bag.
“It wasn’t from you?” Ryeowook asked innocently, looking at Sungmin. Sungmin stared back, mirroring the same expression from Ryeowook as he shakes his head.
“It wasn’t,” Sungmin answered, reaching out to get the toy from Ryeowook’s hand. “Hmm, smells like strawberries. It’s even wearing a Santa costume! This is really sweet. Where did you get this, by the way?” He said, smelling the little toy on his hand.
“I saw it when I opened my locker,” Ryeowook shrugged, moving to stand.
“Where are you going?” Sungmin looked up at Ryeowook.
“Getting something to eat? How about you, Kyu? Aren’t you going to buy yours?” Ryeowook asked, looking at the latter.
Kyuhyun stood up from his seat and tugged Ryeowook’s sleeve. “I am, let’s go, shall we? How about you, Hyung, aren’t you coming with us?” He looked at Sungmin, still holding Ryeowook’s wrist.
Sungmin rolled his eyes, shooting a glance at Kyuhyun’s hand gripping Ryeowook’s and shook his head. Kyuhyun turned, his back facing Sungmin, his lips forming a smirk.
“Thank you, Wook.” Kyuhyun suddenly blurted out, making Ryeowook look at him with a face hinted with confusion.
“For what?” Ryeowook asked.
“Didn’t you see? I made him jealous.” Kyuhyun said, smiling dreamily, that he almost bumped to another student holding a tray with her lunch on it. He bowed slightly as an apology, and the kind girl accepted it.
Ryeowook chuckled, realizing how childish Kyuhyun was. “How rude, you even held my hand to make him jealous? You… I don’t know what’s running through your mind, genius.” He said sarcastically and Kyuhyun just laughed at the sarcastic remark.
“If I didn’t do that, would he realize his feelings? Sungmin Hyung… that guy… Why is he always rejecting me?” Kyuhyun almost screamed in annoyance, earning them some annoyed look from the other students.
Ryeowook just smiled at his friend, patting its shoulder as if mocking and somehow, comforting him. While Kyuhyun… he just stayed like that, sulking as he chose his food and put it on his tray with a pout, just like a child.
--
“Hi Hyung,” a guy wearing a tiger printed sweater greeted him with a gummy smile and sat on a chair beside him, a tray of food on his hand.
Jongwoon looked up from his food, returning the smile that soon turned into a frown, noticing the sweater the guy was wearing. “Uh, Hyuk, what’s with the sweater?”
“Why? What’s wrong with wearing a sweater?” Eunhyuk asked innocently, taking a sip from his strawberry milk.
“Nothing, but, why is it designed with tiger prints?” Jongwoon asked as he continued eating his lunch.
Eunhyuk looked at him with an expression that’s as if saying that he had said something too stupid or offensive. “Huh? Isn’t it pretty? Donghae said that he liked me wearing this,” he said, lowering his head to hide his visible blushing cheeks.
Like Ryeowook, Jongwoon also didn’t have as many friends as the other popular kids out there. He only had Eunhyuk, Donghae and Kyuhyun by his side. Although he had a few number of friends, he’s okay with it. They are his best friends whom he trusts for a long time already, and he knows that he could always lean on them whenever he needed someone.
He laughed softly at his friend’s actions. “So, it’s because of Donghae. I see,” he said, ruffling the other’s hair. “Where is he, by the way?”
Before Eunhyuk could even answer, a figure hugged him from behind, making him gasp.
“Hi Hyung! Hi Hyukkie!” Donghae said enthusiastically, putting an arm on Eunhyuk’s shoulders, making the latter blush at the sudden contact with his little crush.
“Hey, Hae,” Yesung greeted, shifting his gaze from Donghae to Eunhyuk, and Eunhyuk seemed a little uneasy with Donghae’s actions. “Have you eaten your lunch?”
“I haven’t, and I’m hungry,” he said, emphasizing the last word. He tugged onto Eunhyuk’s sleeve like a five year-old asking his mommy to feed him. “Hyukkie could share his food with me, right, Hyukkie?” He smiled when Eunhyuk reached out with a spoonful of rice on hand to start feeding him.
Jongwoon just chuckled and shook his head, looking at his friends with disbelief and amusement.
His friend, Eunhyuk has this little crush with his other friend, Donghae. The younger is in love, and Jongwoon wanted to feel how Eunhyuk feels. He had known how it feels like to fall in love. Falling in love is happy, yet painful. But now, he’s opening his heart for this someone, someone which is Ryeowook. Ryeowook and his ex-lover are different persons anyway, so, why not take the risk?
But he wasn’t really sure if his love would be requited or not. Because he knows that he rejected Ryeowook before, so he wasn’t so sure if the other still had his feelings for him. And he’s going to find out if there’s still a chance for them because now, he’s ready to open his heart and love again.
And now, he’s ready to acknowledge his feelings. He had already fallen in love with Ryeowook.
--
Ryeowook was fixing his things inside his locker when something had struck into him. He looked at his wrist watch, and he nearly cursed. 15 minutes had already passed since dismissal. He quickly put his things inside his locker and grabbed his Biology book with him.
He opened the library’s door quietly, trying hard not to disturb the other students inside. He looked around for Jongwoon, but the man’s nowhere in sight. He face-palmed, thinking that Jongwoon had already left and got impatient waiting for him.
“Hey,” He felt someone tapped his shoulder, and if they weren’t in the library, he could have squeaked. If it wasn’t Jongwoon, he could have smacked the man’s head.
He bowed, mumbling “I’m sorry I’m late, Jongwoon-sshi,” over and over.
Jongwoon held his shoulders, making Ryeowook stop his bowing. “Look, Ryeowook-sshi, it’s alright, so, let’s take a seat, shall we?”
Ryeowook nodded shyly, avoiding Jongwoon’s gaze. He followed the other man who’s now holding his bag and books, insisting that he should help him.
“Jongwoon-sshi, you don’t really have to-“
“It’s comfortable here in the couch, Ryeowook-sshi. So, let’s seat here?” Jongwoon cut him off, placing his things beside the sofa gently.
Again, he nodded, unable to produce any word or sound. They stayed awkward and silent for good 5 minutes until Jongwoon decided to break it because he knows that Ryeowook wouldn’t.
“Ryeowook-sshi… about the confession…” He started, glancing at the other whose eyes were glued on his fingers which were lacing and unlacing, resembling the time when he confessed.
“Ah, yeah…” Ryeowook mumbled, his eyes never leaving whatever he is looking at.
“Are you-“
“Please, let’s just don’t talk about it for awhile, Jongwoon-sshi.” Ryeowook’s voice was soft as he said those words. He doesn’t really like to talk about it for now, and he believes that there’s a right time for that. For now, all he wanted to do is to excel in his studies with the help of Jongwoon and befriends with him.
“Sorry,” Jongwoon said softly, almost a whisper, understanding what the younger meant with his words.
Ryeowook tilted his head and a small smile ghosted across his face. “Don’t be.”
Jongwoon returned his smile and offered his small hand which Ryeowook immediately shook. “So, are we friends now?”
“Friends.”
TBC.
A/N: What do you think? Okay, the story was like... ugh. Sorry, really, sorry. I'll do better next time. Huhu/ I really suck at everything. /le sobs
“What’s that for? Jongwoon, as far as I know, you’re already 18, and you’re still playing with stuffed toys?” Heechul, Jongwoon’s brother said, frowning as the younger scan through the different kinds of stuffed toys in a toy store inside the mall where they decided to go since Heechul came back from China a few days ago.
“Nothing, Hyung,” he said, still looking at the toys as if he’s unsatisfied with the other toys displayed. “Just for… a special… friend,”
Heechul chuckled, giving his brother a knowing look. He let his brother to take his time as he excused himself, saying that his phone was ringing.
The saleslady approached him, giving him a bow. “Anything you need, Sir?” Jongwoon smiled and asked the saleslady, “Do you have a Jiggly Puff stuffed toy?”
The saleslady smiled and went to the stock room. After 3 minutes, the saleslady came out, 4 different versions of Jiggly Puff stuffed toys in hand. “What do you like out of these, Sir?” she asked, and Jongwoon looked at the toys on her hand.
There are 4 versions of it, there’s this one that’s dressed in a princess’ costume, the other one wearing a small blue bow tie with a microphone on hand, another dressed in a Santa costume, and the last one, is the simplest one. It has a microphone on its hand, and when you press it, a sweet song will play.
Jongwoon smiled. “I’ll take all of it,” he said, pulling out his wallet from his pocket.
“Are these for your girlfriend, Sir? She’s lucky, for sure, because you are so sweet.” She asked while wrapping the toys. Jongwoon didn’t answer, but smiled and handed her his payment instead, mumbling a soft, “Thank you, Miss,” before he went out.
“You’re done?” Heechul asked, standing outside the shop.
“Yeah,” Jongwoon answered, carrying 4 bags in his hands.
“That’s too many, I’m sure that friend would like those gifts. That friend’s a bit childish, huh?” Heechul joked, letting out a soft laugh as he took a bag from his brother’s hand. “Too many to handle by yourself,” he said and shrugged when Jongwoon gave him a confused look.
--
Ryeowook hurried going to his class. He’s literally running, afraid that he might miss his first class when someone called him, a man with brown, messy-looking hair and shining crescent-like brown eyes. The same man he had loved for years, yet the man who rejected him.
Jongwoon.
“Y-y-yes?” He stuttered, the same way he did when he confessed to this man in front of him.
Jongwoon smiled while Ryeowook looked at anything but him. “After dismissal, go to the library.” He said, walking away. Ryeowook watched his retreating figure with a confused look, not really getting what the older man had said.
Since he’s getting late, Ryeowook just shrugged it off and walked silently to his class.
He ducked so that Mr. Shin won’t see him. “You’re late again.” Someone whispered and Ryeowook knew who it was.
“Min Hyung,” he said, fishing out his notebook and pen from his backpack. “I woke up late,” he started writing his notes, not even bothering looking at his friend.
“Why are you always like that?” Sungmin said and turned his attention back to his abandoned notes. Ryeowook shrugged and continued writing.
“Uh, Hyung?” Ryeowook whispered for their teacher might hear them and make them leave his class in no time and that’s stupid for him.
“Hmm?” Sungmin replied, his head tilting up and down while he writes his notes.
“Jongwoon-ssi…” He started and his voice low. “He told me to go to the library after dismissal.”
Sungmin’s head snapped up, his hands seemed like it had a mind of its own and stopped writing. “You’re going?”
“I... I don’t know.”
“You should go, Wook. Maybe he’s going to start tutoring you today. You know, the final exams for this semester are getting nearer again.” Sungmin said, patting Ryeowook’s arms.
“But-"
“No buts.” Sungmin cut him off. “You need it. And besides, this meeting later could help you lessen the awkwardness between you two. Isn’t that a good idea?”
Ryeowook could do nothing but to stay silent. Because he knows that no matter what he does, he’ll never win over Sungmin’s monologues.
The school bell rang, signalling them that the subject before lunch was over. Ryeowook stood up from his seat, fixing his stuffs.
“Hey, Wook, I’ll be with Kyu at the cafeteria, we’ll wait for you there.” Sungmin said, standing beside the other, carrying his bag.
Ryeowook nodded and Sungmin went out. He quietly followed after Sungmin, walking out of their classroom with a blank expression on his face.
His brows rose when he noticed a small jiggly puff inspired stuff toy inside his locker, wearing a Santa costume. Who would give that to him? And that person knew his interests for sure. He smiled, slightly hugging the soft thing. ‘Could it be Sungmin Hyung? I bragged about this last time.’ He thought and made his way to the cafeteria where Kyuhyun and Sungmin are waiting for him.
--
“Psst.” Sungmin jumped when he felt someone creeping behind his back.
“Kyuhyun-ah. I almost had a heart-attack.” He said, clutching his chest dramatically. Kyuhyun smiled as he sat on an empty seat beside Sungmin, stealing a bite from the other’s sandwich.
Sungmin snatched his sandwich back, rolling his eyes at Kyuhyun. “When will you ever learn how to buy your own snack?"
Kyuhyun shrugged, taking a sip from Sungmin’s juice. “HEY! CHO KYUHYUN!” He laughed, seeing Sungmin pout.
“Sorry, Hyung, hungry Kyuhyun is hungry.” He said, wiping his lips using the edge of his sleeve.
“You… anyway, where’s Wook? I told him to follow after me.” Sungmin said, looking around the cafeteria.
“There he is, so don’t be so paranoid. You always worry about him. What about me?” Kyuhyun said, pointing to the direction of the cafeteria’s entrance, faking a hurt expression which Sungmin ignored seeing their friend approaching their place.
Ryeowook sat with a smile on an empty seat beside Kyuhyun which was reserved for him, putting his bag and the cute little toy on another vacant space. “Oh, that’s so cute, Wook! Who gave that to you?” Sungmin asked, noticing the stuffed toy perched beside Ryeowook’s bag.
“It wasn’t from you?” Ryeowook asked innocently, looking at Sungmin. Sungmin stared back, mirroring the same expression from Ryeowook as he shakes his head.
“It wasn’t,” Sungmin answered, reaching out to get the toy from Ryeowook’s hand. “Hmm, smells like strawberries. It’s even wearing a Santa costume! This is really sweet. Where did you get this, by the way?” He said, smelling the little toy on his hand.
“I saw it when I opened my locker,” Ryeowook shrugged, moving to stand.
“Where are you going?” Sungmin looked up at Ryeowook.
“Getting something to eat? How about you, Kyu? Aren’t you going to buy yours?” Ryeowook asked, looking at the latter.
Kyuhyun stood up from his seat and tugged Ryeowook’s sleeve. “I am, let’s go, shall we? How about you, Hyung, aren’t you coming with us?” He looked at Sungmin, still holding Ryeowook’s wrist.
Sungmin rolled his eyes, shooting a glance at Kyuhyun’s hand gripping Ryeowook’s and shook his head. Kyuhyun turned, his back facing Sungmin, his lips forming a smirk.
“Thank you, Wook.” Kyuhyun suddenly blurted out, making Ryeowook look at him with a face hinted with confusion.
“For what?” Ryeowook asked.
“Didn’t you see? I made him jealous.” Kyuhyun said, smiling dreamily, that he almost bumped to another student holding a tray with her lunch on it. He bowed slightly as an apology, and the kind girl accepted it.
Ryeowook chuckled, realizing how childish Kyuhyun was. “How rude, you even held my hand to make him jealous? You… I don’t know what’s running through your mind, genius.” He said sarcastically and Kyuhyun just laughed at the sarcastic remark.
“If I didn’t do that, would he realize his feelings? Sungmin Hyung… that guy… Why is he always rejecting me?” Kyuhyun almost screamed in annoyance, earning them some annoyed look from the other students.
Ryeowook just smiled at his friend, patting its shoulder as if mocking and somehow, comforting him. While Kyuhyun… he just stayed like that, sulking as he chose his food and put it on his tray with a pout, just like a child.
--
“Hi Hyung,” a guy wearing a tiger printed sweater greeted him with a gummy smile and sat on a chair beside him, a tray of food on his hand.
Jongwoon looked up from his food, returning the smile that soon turned into a frown, noticing the sweater the guy was wearing. “Uh, Hyuk, what’s with the sweater?”
“Why? What’s wrong with wearing a sweater?” Eunhyuk asked innocently, taking a sip from his strawberry milk.
“Nothing, but, why is it designed with tiger prints?” Jongwoon asked as he continued eating his lunch.
Eunhyuk looked at him with an expression that’s as if saying that he had said something too stupid or offensive. “Huh? Isn’t it pretty? Donghae said that he liked me wearing this,” he said, lowering his head to hide his visible blushing cheeks.
Like Ryeowook, Jongwoon also didn’t have as many friends as the other popular kids out there. He only had Eunhyuk, Donghae and Kyuhyun by his side. Although he had a few number of friends, he’s okay with it. They are his best friends whom he trusts for a long time already, and he knows that he could always lean on them whenever he needed someone.
He laughed softly at his friend’s actions. “So, it’s because of Donghae. I see,” he said, ruffling the other’s hair. “Where is he, by the way?”
Before Eunhyuk could even answer, a figure hugged him from behind, making him gasp.
“Hi Hyung! Hi Hyukkie!” Donghae said enthusiastically, putting an arm on Eunhyuk’s shoulders, making the latter blush at the sudden contact with his little crush.
“Hey, Hae,” Yesung greeted, shifting his gaze from Donghae to Eunhyuk, and Eunhyuk seemed a little uneasy with Donghae’s actions. “Have you eaten your lunch?”
“I haven’t, and I’m hungry,” he said, emphasizing the last word. He tugged onto Eunhyuk’s sleeve like a five year-old asking his mommy to feed him. “Hyukkie could share his food with me, right, Hyukkie?” He smiled when Eunhyuk reached out with a spoonful of rice on hand to start feeding him.
Jongwoon just chuckled and shook his head, looking at his friends with disbelief and amusement.
His friend, Eunhyuk has this little crush with his other friend, Donghae. The younger is in love, and Jongwoon wanted to feel how Eunhyuk feels. He had known how it feels like to fall in love. Falling in love is happy, yet painful. But now, he’s opening his heart for this someone, someone which is Ryeowook. Ryeowook and his ex-lover are different persons anyway, so, why not take the risk?
But he wasn’t really sure if his love would be requited or not. Because he knows that he rejected Ryeowook before, so he wasn’t so sure if the other still had his feelings for him. And he’s going to find out if there’s still a chance for them because now, he’s ready to open his heart and love again.
And now, he’s ready to acknowledge his feelings. He had already fallen in love with Ryeowook.
--
Ryeowook was fixing his things inside his locker when something had struck into him. He looked at his wrist watch, and he nearly cursed. 15 minutes had already passed since dismissal. He quickly put his things inside his locker and grabbed his Biology book with him.
He opened the library’s door quietly, trying hard not to disturb the other students inside. He looked around for Jongwoon, but the man’s nowhere in sight. He face-palmed, thinking that Jongwoon had already left and got impatient waiting for him.
“Hey,” He felt someone tapped his shoulder, and if they weren’t in the library, he could have squeaked. If it wasn’t Jongwoon, he could have smacked the man’s head.
He bowed, mumbling “I’m sorry I’m late, Jongwoon-sshi,” over and over.
Jongwoon held his shoulders, making Ryeowook stop his bowing. “Look, Ryeowook-sshi, it’s alright, so, let’s take a seat, shall we?”
Ryeowook nodded shyly, avoiding Jongwoon’s gaze. He followed the other man who’s now holding his bag and books, insisting that he should help him.
“Jongwoon-sshi, you don’t really have to-“
“It’s comfortable here in the couch, Ryeowook-sshi. So, let’s seat here?” Jongwoon cut him off, placing his things beside the sofa gently.
Again, he nodded, unable to produce any word or sound. They stayed awkward and silent for good 5 minutes until Jongwoon decided to break it because he knows that Ryeowook wouldn’t.
“Ryeowook-sshi… about the confession…” He started, glancing at the other whose eyes were glued on his fingers which were lacing and unlacing, resembling the time when he confessed.
“Ah, yeah…” Ryeowook mumbled, his eyes never leaving whatever he is looking at.
“Are you-“
“Please, let’s just don’t talk about it for awhile, Jongwoon-sshi.” Ryeowook’s voice was soft as he said those words. He doesn’t really like to talk about it for now, and he believes that there’s a right time for that. For now, all he wanted to do is to excel in his studies with the help of Jongwoon and befriends with him.
“Sorry,” Jongwoon said softly, almost a whisper, understanding what the younger meant with his words.
Ryeowook tilted his head and a small smile ghosted across his face. “Don’t be.”
Jongwoon returned his smile and offered his small hand which Ryeowook immediately shook. “So, are we friends now?”
“Friends.”
TBC.
A/N: What do you think? Okay, the story was like... ugh. Sorry, really, sorry. I'll do better next time. Huhu/ I really suck at everything. /le sobs