boy next door | epilogue | 260
boy next door → lee taemin/kim jongin (kai); pg-13; kai's dream girl isn't what she seems...
a/n: what the fuck is this. what the fuck is that.
i'm sorry that this really has no substance or
significance. lol.
it's 5am. so...i'm not even sure this is coherent
to be perfectly honest. but that concludes this
series so yay. \o//
“So,” Sehun and Kai were sitting side by side on the flat top of a cheap plastic lunch table, feet where their butts should be and drinks in their hands. Sehun had his bubble tea religiously as per usual while Kai switched up his normal choice of soda for some banana milk - Taemin had turned him on to it. “Did you…y’know.”
Kai didn’t grace him with a response, just took another long sip through his straw.
“I mean did you do the deed, the dirty, the horizontal mambo? Did you-ow!”
Kai finally punched him. Rolling his eyes, the boy turned and shot his best friend a look. “Yes, okay. You creep. Why are we friend’s again?”
“Another five on Chen’s tab.” Sehun noted happily, thin lips closing around his straw. There was a pause and then the younger sent Kai a sly look, a smirk curling his mouth at the corners. “Let me guess, you never made it to the card game?”
Kai just grunted, fiddled with his milk carton, and blushed. “Not even close.”
Sehun snickered, only falling quiet when Kai shot him a look.
“How’d you know?” The older boy asked quietly after a moment of contemplation.
Sehun had taken out his phone and was toying with it, thumb flying over the fluorescent touch screen and face scrunched in concentration. “Know what?”
“That…I don’t know…that’d it work out like that?” He mumbled, recalling the multiple bets Sehun had won on his love life.
“Oh that? Easy. The same thing happened between me and Luhan.”
“Oh, oka- wait, what?”
a/n: what the fuck is this. what the fuck is that.
i'm sorry that this really has no substance or
significance. lol.
it's 5am. so...i'm not even sure this is coherent
to be perfectly honest. but that concludes this
series so yay. \o//
“So,” Sehun and Kai were sitting side by side on the flat top of a cheap plastic lunch table, feet where their butts should be and drinks in their hands. Sehun had his bubble tea religiously as per usual while Kai switched up his normal choice of soda for some banana milk - Taemin had turned him on to it. “Did you…y’know.”
Kai didn’t grace him with a response, just took another long sip through his straw.
“I mean did you do the deed, the dirty, the horizontal mambo? Did you-ow!”
Kai finally punched him. Rolling his eyes, the boy turned and shot his best friend a look. “Yes, okay. You creep. Why are we friend’s again?”
“Another five on Chen’s tab.” Sehun noted happily, thin lips closing around his straw. There was a pause and then the younger sent Kai a sly look, a smirk curling his mouth at the corners. “Let me guess, you never made it to the card game?”
Kai just grunted, fiddled with his milk carton, and blushed. “Not even close.”
Sehun snickered, only falling quiet when Kai shot him a look.
“How’d you know?” The older boy asked quietly after a moment of contemplation.
Sehun had taken out his phone and was toying with it, thumb flying over the fluorescent touch screen and face scrunched in concentration. “Know what?”
“That…I don’t know…that’d it work out like that?” He mumbled, recalling the multiple bets Sehun had won on his love life.
“Oh that? Easy. The same thing happened between me and Luhan.”
“Oh, oka- wait, what?”