the light of future memories (standalone)
pairing/characters: kai/sehun, baekhyun, chanyeol
rating: PG-13 (mention of sex)
summary: a series of remarkable days of sehun's ordinary school life
author notes: 2,111 words. first exo fic and it's a high school AU written in a disorganised order style. because i can. troll. anyway this fic is the investment of my own taking about kaihun's personalities. kai? seems cool. sehun? looks damn shy.
yeah. okay, please enjoy, comments are appreciated and *cough* encouraged.
day 11
“give me your phone.”
“uh.” sehun does as he’s told. jongin taps something, then returns it. sehun sees a new contact is added, it’s read jongin.
“okay, thanks.” sehun smiles, and baekhyun coughs obnoxiously next to him.
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day 03
sehun is not really fond of sports. it’s enough with all the sweats he gets from dancing alone. the only sports he’s feeling confident to show off is badminton. but kangin-songsaenim is not having that today, he has to do the horse jump.
the worst is the watching. that, and added up with girls’ giggles and boys’ laughs. baekhyun will mock him forever if he fails. but he knows he’s going to fail in a 60:40 ratio; he didn’t participate on the preparation time a while ago because it’s useless.
ugh, this is frustrating.
he turns his anxiety back to the show where jongin is getting ready. the girls encourage him cheerily, and jongin ignores them like he always does. kangin-songsaenim gives the signal, and there he runs.
he stops right in front of the scary thingy, before he splays his legs and pushes his upper body and lands on the gym mattress safely.
more clapping.
sehun pouts. it’s expected from kim jongin; the school’s dark knight. he prays he’s not next; because it will be so suck if he fail after such awesomeness.
“sehunnie~” of course. “sehunnie come on, take your position.” kangin-songsaenim used to be sehun’s neighbor and he shows his affection in such weird way; and he knows sehun doesn’t really like doing sports.
baekhyun slaps his butt as he gets up. he glares and huffs out his longish bang off of his face. some girls are cheering for him. he’s quite popular, too, you know?
sehun glances at the bulky gym teacher, who has a permanent teasing smile on his face. he crinkles his nose as he looks away and by the force of...god (?) he locks eyes with jongin. jongin raises an eyebrow, and sehun practically stomps his way to the scary thingy―
and succeeds.
he hears baekhyun’s very manly yelp as he sprawls on the gym mattress―he’s a klutz, remember?―and even kangin-songsaenim’s laugh sounds so pleasant. when he looks up, he instantly searches for jongin’s face.
don’t ask him why he does that. but he can tell you that he’s being electrified again when jongin gives him a thumb up.
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day 33
“you’re ignoring me now?”
jongin is walking him home, about five meters behind him. sehun mumbles.
“what is it?” jongin teases him.
“i said i don’t understand!” sehun regrets it already, he didn’t mean to snap at his...his what? classmate? close friend? boyfriend?
“okay,” jongin says monotonously, “i’m sorry. but i really meant it. i’ve been wanting to ask you out, sehun-ah, but you beat me.”
sehun blushes and bites his bottom lip. is jongin trying to be funny?
he slows down his furiousnervousanxious steps and lets jongin catching up with him. but jongin doesn’t say anything when they’re shoulders to shoulders. he looks dejected.
sehun is not good with words, so he links their pinkies briefly and looks away.
jongin sends him a i’m glad i met you, oh sehun later that night―and sehun kisses his iphone’s screen.
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day 79
using the rare opportunity to have the house for himself sehun had invited jongin to sleepover.
they’re making out heavily on the living room, abandoning their chinese takeout dinner. sehun is lying on his back on the sofa, producing weird noises whenever jongin does something particularly good with his lips, tongue, and his big hands.
jongin is stroking sehun’s waist, applying pressure with his thumbs to special spots that sehun doesn’t even know exist. his own hands are tugging at jongin’s hair, massaging the scalp and urging the taller boy to repeat sucking on his tongue.
“ngh,” sehun gasps for air, “jongin―what.” what should we do?
“what.” jongin moves his ministration to sehun’s jaw. he bites at the crook of sehun’s neck and when sehun moans abruptly he smirks. “you like that?” he licks at the same spot, doesn’t even wait for sehun to answer.
and then jongin guides sehun’s hand to slip inside his black shorts, right to his hardening erection, and sehun holds on to the very foreign feeling of jacking another boy’s cock as jongin does the same to his own. he doesn’t realize he’s been hard the moment jongin touches his skin.
he wakes up with his head on top of jongin’s chest the next morning; feeling dazed, still freaked out by the fact that they made each other come countless times last night, but he’s also feeling content enough to shyly kiss jongin a good morning.
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day 27
sehun finds baekhyun playing with his psp when he arrives home. he kicks his best friend’s shin before he changes to a pair of basketball shorts.
“my umma tried a new cupcake recipe,” baekhyun punches sehun’s arm as he flops down on the bed. sehun hums happily, because baekhyun’s umma owns a bakery and apparently loves him more than her own bratty son.
“where’s my share?”
“downstairs. your umma doesn’t want bread crumbs all over your bed. anyway sooooooo sehunnie how was your date with jonginnie?”
sehun whines, “i told you he’s not my boyfriend!” but he did pay for our movie tickets and popcorns and smoothies and he gave me a ride home with his awesome motorcycle―what was it again? yamada?
baekhyun rolls his eyes.
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day 01
because sehun is the helpless klutz with the face―baekhyun’s genius saying―his brand new tottoro notebook is currently on the floor with a shoe on top of it.
sehun makes a face as the shoe steps backward. then he kneels down to get his notebook.
only to collide heads with the shoe’s owner.
he makes a soft grunt while the other stays mute and picks his notebook for him. they proceed to stand up again, and somehow sehun can sniff a vague sweat plus something unidentified but still pleasant scent from―
oh, it’s jongin.
“sorry,” his classmate says, swatting some dust from sehun’s notebook before handing it over. sehun nods, and for a split second wondering why he hasn’t really talked to jongin yet.
“i think baekhyun is waiting for you,” jongin jerks his head to the direction of the corridor. sehun watches jongin’s lips move. they’re kinda thick. “sehun-ah?”
sehun blinks. what’s this electricity spreading all over his body just now?
“yes?” he blinks again, clearing his throat.
“baekhyun.” jongin cocks an eyebrow, and is that a little smirk painting his face?
sehun mentally facepalms and thanks jongin before he scuttles out of their classroom; but not before thisclose from breaking his nose against the sliding door.
he can almost hear jongin’s smirk as blood rushes to his face. almost.
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day 47
“hey,” jongin suddenly moves to rest his chin on sehun’s shoulder, and then blocking the english text book he’s reading with his big hand. he stays like that for awhile, and sehun begins to hold his breath; because whenever jongin is on his personal space he gets conscious about what he just eats. he doesn’t want his boyfriend to smell his (probably) stinking breath, or something. he had fishcake just now.
so he hums and asks what jongin wants with his eyes.
jongin then covers his vision with his big hand and this is it. finally it is bound to happen. sehun shuts his eyes and mouth tight, too afraid to move even a millimeter. jongin presses his dry lips on sehun’s; just like that, only for a brief second, and then he pulls back again.
sehun waits, but nothing more happens, and when he steals a glance at his boyfriend, jongin is leaning against the headboard of his bed; scribbling a note. they’re going to have a mock TOEFL test tomorrow.
sehun’s lips tingle for the rest of the day anyway.
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day 33
since baekhyun always insists that they’re dating, sehun decides to take a crucial step.
“yah, jongin-ah,” he pokes jongin’s hand to get his attention. they’re eating lunch on his desk along with baekhyun and their mutual friend chanyeol from class XII-B.
jongin raises an eyebrow.
“tell baekhyun we’re not dating.” sehun holds back a grin. bye bye mr. know it all byun baekhyun.
jongin nods as he picks on sehun’s egg yolk, “sure we are.”
baekhyun cackles until he chokes on his rice and chanyeol with his big creepy eyes is smiling so wide, looking back and forth from stunned sehun to amused jongin stunned sehun amused jongin stunned seh―
there are collective gasps from his classmates; girls and their delusional-filled-with-gay-manhwas-stories brains.
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day 09
his parents are busy comparing the prices of newly released flat screen TVs and sehun wanders off the shopping mall alone with a bunch of cash on his pocket. appa is being generous today.
he’s still full from their dinner at the pizza hut, so he decides to go check on some clothing stores. after the third store, finally he buys a baby blue t-shirt with a scary frankenstein on it. then as he enjoys a cup of mint chocolate chip baskins n’ robbins, he remembers the cutest accessory shop in the shopping mall is having a big discount for every items. his parents haven’t called yet, he still has so much time.
unfortunately the accessory shop is too full with girls. obviously.
sehun contemplates whether to enter or not. he spots some boys, probably accompanying their girlfriends inside, but he doesn’t want to look...what, lost or girly or something.
there’s something touching his right shoulder. sehun turns his head but finds nothing, and suddenly jongin’s face is inches away on his left.
sehun jumps and pouts as jongin chuckles happily.
“hey,” jongin says.
sehun mumbles.
jongin eyes him. sehun purposefully narrows his eyes to look menacing.
jongin snorts. “you’re so cute. are you alone, sehun-ah?”
“uh, yes.” isn’t he here with his parents, though. sehun doesn’t know what to do; he thinks there are ants underneath his skin. it’s weird. “how about you?”
“i was, then i saw you. have you had dinner?” why is jongin asking him that?
sehun nods, blinks excessively, and jongin shakes his head; chuckling again.
“well, what do you want to do now?” jongin nudges his shoulder. sehun tries not to flinch.
“i kinda want to see around,” he waves to the direction of the accessory shop. “but look.”
jongin looks, and then he raises an eyebrow as if questioning sehun’s legitimacy.
“what’s wrong?” jongin asks.
sehun shrugs, “girls.”
“but there’s a mega discount.” jongin inspects sehun’s dejected ‘yes’ and grabs the shorter boy’s wrist. “let’s go, then.”
sehun is too stunned by their skin contact that he drops his cup of ice cream. there goes his favorite. jongin chuckles again when he sees the mess, and sehun flushes red from the sudden attention he receives from curious girls. he checks his pocket for something, anything to clean up but no such luck. he feels like running away, really, but jongin is already asking a random noona for tissues. he playfully pinches sehun’s chin before he saves the day.
sehun might or might not hear a cooing chorus at jongin’s action since they’re right in front of the accessory shop.
jongin wipes his hand on his washed jeans carelessly and smiles to the tissue noona.
sehun follows dumbly and hangs his head low, clutching at his t-shirt’s plastic bag.
then jongin grabs his wrist for the second time, picks a red bowler hat and puts it on.
he looks weirdly handsome with his tanned skin and full lips and the usual blank expression sehun can’t help but to snicker at the display.
“no.” he says simply. jongin shrugs and leads him further into the shop; hand in hand.
sehun doesn’t mention anything about that. maybe jongin forgets about it; his bigger hand feels nice around sehun’s pale wrist anyway.
to be c o n t i n u e d (?)
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