Big BaD Wolf (Chapter 2)
CHAPTER 2
+++The next day+++
“Last night dry days ended! Oh how I missed my KyungSoo. He took me to heaven several times” JongIn dreamily let out as he stretched on his seat. Sehun huffed, rolling his eyes at the other
“I really didn’t have to know”
“Aissh, you’re saying that because you never had any. With your face you could just grab anyone. You make me wonder why you’re still a virgin” Kai snorted
“That’s because I’m not you, lowly sex maniac that you are” Sehun grimaced
KyungSoo suddenly peeked over Sehun
“Sehun-ah, could you please cover for me later. Just this once? I forgot to tell YunHo hyung the other day” KyungSoo pleaded
“Sure, I don’t have anything to do anyway”
Kai watched as the two exchanged smiles of gratitude and welcome. It’s that time of the week again when D.O. would be M.I.A., location unbeknownst to anyone, even his own boyfriend. He stared at Kyungsoo that the other doesn’t seem to notice. KyungSoo never explained where he vanish to, never needed to because JongIn trusts him but nowadays JongIn seems to have reasons to do so
“Where are you going?” D.O. abruptly faced him
“You never asked” Kyungsoo stated still stunned at his boyfriend’s sudden interest. JongIn just shrugged not able to make up a quick excuse
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JoonMyun was in haste with excitement and nervous anticipation as he paced as fast as he could but not too obvious. His smile is wide on his face even before he could plucked off the single red rose taped on his locker. The roses that started coming since a couple of weeks ago make him kind of wish everyday is Friday because Friday is flower day. It’s not the first time anyone has professed their liking to him but this time; this method makes him feel like a teenage girl. The persistence and mystery thrills him.
“Oh~ your suitor would never miss, would he?” LuHan, whose locker was just a few meters away, said with a fond smile. JoonMyun did that weird suppression of delight where he would bite back the grin and his face would be contorted in a somewhat painfully awkward way.
Getting down from the high of the blood rush to his face, JoonMyun noticed the gray beanie the other was wearing. It was familiar, he knows he have seen it worn by someone else. It could be a similar one but JoonMyun didn’t ask, didn’t need to because when he remembered who it was he knew it’s the same one. He just beamed at the clueless deer, tapping the other’s shoulder as he pass by, successfully pressing the rose in one of his book’s pages. His mind lost into the blissful thoughts that he totally missed the adoring smile on a stranger’s face, the boy who hid behind a post when he passed by but orbs twinkling with delight followed him till he took a turn.
Sehun walked with his shoulders stiff, head up and forward. When he left the older that morning he decided. From now on he’ll just walk straight, no turning back, no wandering about and no looking for that beautiful smile that completes his every day. It’s the first time he appreciated that they have no class together because Luhan is like a magnet for him. Once the older is within his radius of consciousness he’ll surely turn his head and follow like an enchanted puppy
‘You’re just his dongsaeng’ he repeats like a mantra every time his thoughts go astray to fantasies of him and Luhan being possible. Trying to not indulge his raging imagination may help him feel ease at avoiding the other. He is determined when he got to school but now as he was just about to give himself a pat in the shoulder for his effort, he caught glimpse of a familiar beanie atop the pretty face he’s pained to be graced by, now that his leader is walking beside him. He thought of looking elsewhere and pretending as if he never saw the older one. But Luhan already caught his gaze, beaming at him blindingly bright. For a second Sehun got into an internal panic but just looked down trying to calm himself, leaving his face blank as before. Warm hand weighs on his shoulder and he heard YiFan’s monotonous question
“Anything wrong?” as if he is taunting him more
“Nothing” he almost whispered before pacing faster than before, much to Kris’ delight when he noticed Luhan who was staring with his eyebrows furrowed and mouth tugged down in obvious disappointment
Luhan saw it, that flicker of fear and anxiety on Sehun before turning to walk to the opposite direction. What now? Sehun isn’t even allowed to look at him? Wu YiFan is starting to be really ridiculous, the deer-eyed boy thought as he pulled the beanie off his head and slipped it into his bag, slightly smiling as muttered to himself ‘YiFan, it’ll soon be inevitable for Sehun to talk to me. You can’t imprison him into your ideals forever’
Sehun usually doesn’t have Friday shifts in the café but D.O. suddenly asked for his help and he agreed without thinking. He knows at the back of his mind that Luhan also work part time at Cassieelf café but he never really got the same schedule with the older so he almost forgets. So today when he almost bumped to Luhan as he was to enter the kitchen and Luhan was just going out to man the counter, he was rendered speechless in shock. They were both surprise to see each other but Luhan immediately recovered and smile
“hey!” luhan greeted tiptoeing for he wasn’t sure on how the younger would react. They are not in school, Kris isn’t around but JongIn is and was watching them from where he was serving a table. Sehun licked his lower lip and breathed out slowly before returning the kind stare with his smiling crescents of eyes
“hyung”
Luhan was to speak but then they heard Kim HeeChul call so the older just gave a meaningful smile and nod before walking to the counter where the cat princess was eager to leave so he could continue his flirting with YunHo inside the manager’s office. Luhan suppressed a chuckle when Heechul didn’t even paid him a look and just pulled Yunho’s necktie, their eyes lock as they talk their way to the closed doors. No one knows and no one really wants to know what happens behind those doors. Sometimes Luhan catches himself thinking, wandering ‘what if..’ then he’d have trouble hiding his flush face as he silently eased himself with ‘Sehun is your dongsaeng’
The day passed by with Sehun and Luhan not really having trouble of interactions, since they are in different work stations they barely have time to plan on walking into each other’s line of sight. It was smooth sailing, though quite depressing at some point, until it was time for closing. Friday night is a busy night for all crews should have thorough cleaning. Saturday is one of the busiest days so they tend to do general cleaning on Friday closing hours. Even resident Diva, HeeChul and their manager YunHo helps with the cleaning. They spent most of the cleaning in silence, aside from some easy banter here and there. It was when they were setting their cleaning materials into the closet that a topic was brought out by JongIn who was noticeably unease the whole day. He didn’t even chastise HunHan in eye-raping each other while claiming they are just Hyung and Dongsaeng, as if anyone would buy that in the way they stare each other down.
“Hyung, did you two date since your university days? You two graduated from XO university right?” the question was directed to HeeChul and YunHo who were spoon feeding each other on the couch when they both have their own plates of cake. They looked up at him and exclaimed in unison
“We’re not dating” everyone in the café dropped their task and heads turn to throw pointed looks at the two
“We’re past the point of labeling our relationship. There was a time we thought our feelings are just platonic, that we are just best friends. Then suddenly I found myself being a third party to a relationship. So yeah, we don’t claim of dating to be open to options, I think that’s a way to explain it” YunHo said calmly and HeeChul soon interjected “We are just two sexually driven individuals who have commitment phobia” three people metaphorically choked with different reasons but only one voiced out his concern
“HeeChul hyung cheated, and you were the third party YunHo hyung? How? Why?”
“I don’t really know. Hannie and I had a prefect relationship. He was perfect, nothing that anyone could ask for, then Yunnie seduced me and I started to drift away. I slowly push my own boyfriend away, saying excuses so I could be with Yun instead of with him. Then there comes a point when I don’t see him anymore that much because I just want to spend every second with Yunnie. I don’t know. YunHo must have enchanted me” HeeChul smirked easily
“Don’t make it so dramatic. We had a past, he just found me being too irresistibly sexy again and he run back to my arms. End of story”
Others laughed but three faces didn’t because they were still thinking of the words that were said and how it applies with their own lives.
Sehun has been wandering around the library waiting for the mystery tutor his math professor told him about
“Just be at the library on your free period, he said he’ll just find you”
He huffed giving up on the book he randomly picked up and walked to the deserted aisle to look for something that could eat up the time and distract him from dying in boredom. He was just starting to get lost on the books’ titles when an arm encircled his waist. Warm breath hitting his nape gave him shivers of the good kind.
“Now be good dongsaeng or I’ll make math harder for you”
When the arms around him loosened he turned to find himself pressed against the bookshelves by the slightly smaller boy with honey colored hair and those adorable eyes.
“Hyung…” he trailed off in wary as his eyes starts to scan the area
“No one go to this part, just you, you weird boy” LuHan flicked Sehun’s forehead and laughed as he slid down on the floor, his back against the shelves and he tapped the space beside him. Sehun sat down to the spot, eyes lingering real long on the older one’s smiling face. Luhan felt the heavy stare and asked
“What? Anything on my face?”
“You requested to be my tutor didn’t you” Sehun’s eyes shift to stare at his own lap, not ready to speak looking at those orbs
“What if I did?” Luhan sounded like a petulant kid
“You can’t do this hyung”
“Says who?” Luhan tries to peek at the younger’s face
“I’m trying to avoid you” Sehun just turned his head away a little bit more, huffing a bit
“You can’t do that Sehun”
“I’m trying”
“Then you’re doing a real awful job”
“I can’t let you get hurt” the younger whispered into the air
“We just need to be more careful. I like hanging out with you. You know that you’re my favorite dongsaeng, right?”
‘dongsaeng’ the word felt like a knife to Sehun’s chest. He wanted to curl down but instead he lowered his head a bit more, making sure his bangs covered his eyes. Of course Luhan just didn’t want to lose his younger brother, why else would he be like this? Sehun settled with resting his head on Luhan’s shoulder as the older started flipping his notebook, looking for the right lesson to teach. Luhan smiled and stroked Sehun’s hair a few times with his free hand before starting.
In the isolation of that aisle they found their silent haven, even for just a few minutes. Far from the paradise anyone could imagine but the ease they felt knowing no glinting eyes could catch them made it feel better. Sehun wasn’t looking forward to passing his math but he listened intently for he never wanted to miss any sound those pretty lips would let loose. Luhan tried not to dwell on the fact that Sehun practically wanted to morph and be part of him with the way he was pressed against the older’s side. The last time they interacted was the single word exchange they had in the café last Friday. It wouldn’t be a surprise how he incredibly missed the younger.
A few periods passed and the smile on Luhan’s face still didn’t falter a bit. He’s been skipping like a rainbow bunny around the campus since his tutorial session with Sehun ended. Nothing could ruin his day, or so he thought. His right eyebrow quirked up when he saw ZiTao standing by his locker, eyebrows knitted in frustration and gloom.
“Hey…” Luhan approached the younger and saw what Tao was holding; three dripping wet books, the three books for Luhan’s next three subjects “… what happened to your books?” Tao looked up to him and said
“These are your books, hyung. I saw them by the fountain” Zitao handed him the books. In front of each, words were written in big, bold letters. BIG BAD WOLF, it’ll read if arranged in sequence. The older’s eyes widened as his mouth was suddenly agape too. He felt some kind of coiling in his stomach, something that makes him feel sick. It’s happening again. He was once bullied this way before, when he just transferred to Korea. Face to face bullying is something he’s used to now but this. This is the kind of treatment that will keep the dread growing everyday because of not knowing what will happen next or when things would go bad or not having a clue if the bullies are just starting to enjoy. He could get use to beatings but not the fear and paranoia of having to always watch out for anything. Back stabbing bullies are the worst. It could push people to the edge of their sanity. He didn’t notice that his breathings came short and heavy that Tao got worried that he might have a panic attack. Just a heavy breath out and Luhan successfully calmed himself
“Don’t tell anyone, especially Sehun”
“But--”
“Just don’t” Luhan muttered staring down at the books
Zitao could only nod and help Luhan figure out how to save the books and erase the words.
With the music blasting from his room, Tao knew that YiFan is already home. It’s rare that the older gets home first but it does happen and today that’s quite favorable. Kris who just got home from Uni is a ton more unapproachable than a well rested Kris. ZiTao ran to his own room to drop his bag and change into casual clothes. He checked himself a few times in the mirror and tried his practiced smile for YiFan, the one that wouldn’t falter even in the face of blackhole-starter-glare. And of course he took a selca before leaving his room. He breathed in and out a few times before finally knocking on the door. He stood there for a couple and tried knocking again. He figured the other couldn’t hear because of the music so he did the next best thing, he called. He knew Kris have this habit of using his phone rather than his iPod so he wouldn’t miss anyone who tries to contact him. The boy on the other side of the door didn’t even answered the call, he just opted into opening the door
“What?”
“Let’s go out for dinner hyung” the younger of the two suggested in one breath with a bright beam and all Kris could do was stare at him like he just grew another head.
“What the hell?!” YiFan exclaimed when Tao forced his way in too happily, catwalking like a boss toward Kris’ closet. He was rummaging through, not paying any heed to YiFan’s jaw which dropped on the floor just a moment ago. This can’t be happening. Why is Tao so happy and acting like they go to each other’s room and touch each other’s things like this on a daily basis? Something is up the older is definite about it
“What the hell are you doing?” the older asked skeptically trying to pry ZiTao’s hands off his jackets. Because he could swear he saw a glint of fantasy in there while the younger is looking at his favorite one. No, he’s not ready to lose any of his clothes just because the other is being too weird and acting too close. If this is Tao’s way of getting clothes from him, he’ll make sure it won’t be happening
“I never knew you have good taste. Never thought I’d see designer clothes in here”
“Well excuse you, I only wear branded stuffs”
“Good, you like the Italian restaurant by the corner, right?” ZiTao trailed off from the topic of clothes and Kris finally got one of his shirts back from the younger’s grip
“What’s going on with you?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows and distaste after seeing his shirt is now wrinkled
“Too lazy to cook, besides I want to eat something fancy” the younger said it with that smile still, no twitch or anything. It wasn’t good though and Kris knew so he looked into the younger’s eyes with further suspicion but having no change whatsoever to Tao’s expression made him just agree, still quite reluctant
“Fine, just because I want something new too. But I’m warning you, no one must know I ate there with you, okay”
“As if anyone would ask, people in school doesn’t even know were brothers”
“Do you think I should be nicer to Sehun?” BaekHyun suddenly asked over his cup of ramyeon, quirking an eyebrow over Chanyeol who was staring weirdly at his noodles
After playing at their favorite arcade the convenience store is their usual hang out. Sitting by the window, also the one nearest the counter and the glass door, it’s their spot
“What?” Chanyeol looked up
“I mean, if I won’t get into the wolves this year, maybe next year, when it’s Sehun’s term. It’s obvious that he is in training, maybe if I’m nicer to him…” Baekyun stated tapping his lips with the spoon while his eyes wander the white ceiling
“I believe that’s not the right motivation to be nice to others” ChanYeol exclaimed happily as he started slurping his noodles again. He was delighted to see that there are only noodles in there; he successfully ate everything else separately
“I wonder when you will ever be a real help to me” BaekHyun rolled his eyes and was about to get back to his food when he suddenly perked up. Chanyeol immediately noticed and was to speak but Baekhyun grabbed his free hand to signal him to keep quiet as he focused on that one conversation. Just a few moments of watching contemplative face of BaekHyun and the warmth atop his own, ChanYeol finally got something from the other
“The wolves are going down” BaekHyun muttered and sounded more of a question than anything else
“What?”
BaekHyun’s eyes are now back on focus with ChanYeol’s, wary etched on his furrowed eyebrows as he clarified
“Those guys who just left said ‘the wolves are going down’” then his eyes are once again wandering as he was thinking. All this curiosity and investigative impulse must have come from his dad, ChanYeol concluded because he knew that look on his best friend’s face. But ChanYeol knew better than linger on that thought since he has a better thing to focus on; BaekHyun’s hand is still on his.
It’s been a good few days since JongDae situated himself on the seat next to the bed. Yes; he came and go from school but he was never late a second every day. Something in him doesn’t want to miss the day MinSeok finally opens his eyes. It isn’t that strange for people who know the story, which is no one but JongDae. He needs to be there while the older recovers because he is the reason in the first place that MinSeok is in a state like this. Partially it’s his fault though it’s MinSeok’s free will that time. Now every day, every time he looks at the other he can’t help but feel the weight in his chest get heavier. He wants to see the older awake and healing. He wants to ask forgiveness. He wants to compensate.
JongDae let out a breath as he ran a hand across the other’s forehead, to brush away the locks of brown hair sticking caused by sweat beads.
TBC..
A/N: i wrote this chap ages ago but sched forbids me to post it.. I heard the news about Kris that's why i did everything in my power to get my hands on a computer.. T.T
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+++The next day+++
“Last night dry days ended! Oh how I missed my KyungSoo. He took me to heaven several times” JongIn dreamily let out as he stretched on his seat. Sehun huffed, rolling his eyes at the other
“I really didn’t have to know”
“Aissh, you’re saying that because you never had any. With your face you could just grab anyone. You make me wonder why you’re still a virgin” Kai snorted
“That’s because I’m not you, lowly sex maniac that you are” Sehun grimaced
KyungSoo suddenly peeked over Sehun
“Sehun-ah, could you please cover for me later. Just this once? I forgot to tell YunHo hyung the other day” KyungSoo pleaded
“Sure, I don’t have anything to do anyway”
Kai watched as the two exchanged smiles of gratitude and welcome. It’s that time of the week again when D.O. would be M.I.A., location unbeknownst to anyone, even his own boyfriend. He stared at Kyungsoo that the other doesn’t seem to notice. KyungSoo never explained where he vanish to, never needed to because JongIn trusts him but nowadays JongIn seems to have reasons to do so
“Where are you going?” D.O. abruptly faced him
“You never asked” Kyungsoo stated still stunned at his boyfriend’s sudden interest. JongIn just shrugged not able to make up a quick excuse
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JoonMyun was in haste with excitement and nervous anticipation as he paced as fast as he could but not too obvious. His smile is wide on his face even before he could plucked off the single red rose taped on his locker. The roses that started coming since a couple of weeks ago make him kind of wish everyday is Friday because Friday is flower day. It’s not the first time anyone has professed their liking to him but this time; this method makes him feel like a teenage girl. The persistence and mystery thrills him.
“Oh~ your suitor would never miss, would he?” LuHan, whose locker was just a few meters away, said with a fond smile. JoonMyun did that weird suppression of delight where he would bite back the grin and his face would be contorted in a somewhat painfully awkward way.
Getting down from the high of the blood rush to his face, JoonMyun noticed the gray beanie the other was wearing. It was familiar, he knows he have seen it worn by someone else. It could be a similar one but JoonMyun didn’t ask, didn’t need to because when he remembered who it was he knew it’s the same one. He just beamed at the clueless deer, tapping the other’s shoulder as he pass by, successfully pressing the rose in one of his book’s pages. His mind lost into the blissful thoughts that he totally missed the adoring smile on a stranger’s face, the boy who hid behind a post when he passed by but orbs twinkling with delight followed him till he took a turn.
Sehun walked with his shoulders stiff, head up and forward. When he left the older that morning he decided. From now on he’ll just walk straight, no turning back, no wandering about and no looking for that beautiful smile that completes his every day. It’s the first time he appreciated that they have no class together because Luhan is like a magnet for him. Once the older is within his radius of consciousness he’ll surely turn his head and follow like an enchanted puppy
‘You’re just his dongsaeng’ he repeats like a mantra every time his thoughts go astray to fantasies of him and Luhan being possible. Trying to not indulge his raging imagination may help him feel ease at avoiding the other. He is determined when he got to school but now as he was just about to give himself a pat in the shoulder for his effort, he caught glimpse of a familiar beanie atop the pretty face he’s pained to be graced by, now that his leader is walking beside him. He thought of looking elsewhere and pretending as if he never saw the older one. But Luhan already caught his gaze, beaming at him blindingly bright. For a second Sehun got into an internal panic but just looked down trying to calm himself, leaving his face blank as before. Warm hand weighs on his shoulder and he heard YiFan’s monotonous question
“Anything wrong?” as if he is taunting him more
“Nothing” he almost whispered before pacing faster than before, much to Kris’ delight when he noticed Luhan who was staring with his eyebrows furrowed and mouth tugged down in obvious disappointment
Luhan saw it, that flicker of fear and anxiety on Sehun before turning to walk to the opposite direction. What now? Sehun isn’t even allowed to look at him? Wu YiFan is starting to be really ridiculous, the deer-eyed boy thought as he pulled the beanie off his head and slipped it into his bag, slightly smiling as muttered to himself ‘YiFan, it’ll soon be inevitable for Sehun to talk to me. You can’t imprison him into your ideals forever’
Sehun usually doesn’t have Friday shifts in the café but D.O. suddenly asked for his help and he agreed without thinking. He knows at the back of his mind that Luhan also work part time at Cassieelf café but he never really got the same schedule with the older so he almost forgets. So today when he almost bumped to Luhan as he was to enter the kitchen and Luhan was just going out to man the counter, he was rendered speechless in shock. They were both surprise to see each other but Luhan immediately recovered and smile
“hey!” luhan greeted tiptoeing for he wasn’t sure on how the younger would react. They are not in school, Kris isn’t around but JongIn is and was watching them from where he was serving a table. Sehun licked his lower lip and breathed out slowly before returning the kind stare with his smiling crescents of eyes
“hyung”
Luhan was to speak but then they heard Kim HeeChul call so the older just gave a meaningful smile and nod before walking to the counter where the cat princess was eager to leave so he could continue his flirting with YunHo inside the manager’s office. Luhan suppressed a chuckle when Heechul didn’t even paid him a look and just pulled Yunho’s necktie, their eyes lock as they talk their way to the closed doors. No one knows and no one really wants to know what happens behind those doors. Sometimes Luhan catches himself thinking, wandering ‘what if..’ then he’d have trouble hiding his flush face as he silently eased himself with ‘Sehun is your dongsaeng’
The day passed by with Sehun and Luhan not really having trouble of interactions, since they are in different work stations they barely have time to plan on walking into each other’s line of sight. It was smooth sailing, though quite depressing at some point, until it was time for closing. Friday night is a busy night for all crews should have thorough cleaning. Saturday is one of the busiest days so they tend to do general cleaning on Friday closing hours. Even resident Diva, HeeChul and their manager YunHo helps with the cleaning. They spent most of the cleaning in silence, aside from some easy banter here and there. It was when they were setting their cleaning materials into the closet that a topic was brought out by JongIn who was noticeably unease the whole day. He didn’t even chastise HunHan in eye-raping each other while claiming they are just Hyung and Dongsaeng, as if anyone would buy that in the way they stare each other down.
“Hyung, did you two date since your university days? You two graduated from XO university right?” the question was directed to HeeChul and YunHo who were spoon feeding each other on the couch when they both have their own plates of cake. They looked up at him and exclaimed in unison
“We’re not dating” everyone in the café dropped their task and heads turn to throw pointed looks at the two
“We’re past the point of labeling our relationship. There was a time we thought our feelings are just platonic, that we are just best friends. Then suddenly I found myself being a third party to a relationship. So yeah, we don’t claim of dating to be open to options, I think that’s a way to explain it” YunHo said calmly and HeeChul soon interjected “We are just two sexually driven individuals who have commitment phobia” three people metaphorically choked with different reasons but only one voiced out his concern
“HeeChul hyung cheated, and you were the third party YunHo hyung? How? Why?”
“I don’t really know. Hannie and I had a prefect relationship. He was perfect, nothing that anyone could ask for, then Yunnie seduced me and I started to drift away. I slowly push my own boyfriend away, saying excuses so I could be with Yun instead of with him. Then there comes a point when I don’t see him anymore that much because I just want to spend every second with Yunnie. I don’t know. YunHo must have enchanted me” HeeChul smirked easily
“Don’t make it so dramatic. We had a past, he just found me being too irresistibly sexy again and he run back to my arms. End of story”
Others laughed but three faces didn’t because they were still thinking of the words that were said and how it applies with their own lives.
Sehun has been wandering around the library waiting for the mystery tutor his math professor told him about
“Just be at the library on your free period, he said he’ll just find you”
He huffed giving up on the book he randomly picked up and walked to the deserted aisle to look for something that could eat up the time and distract him from dying in boredom. He was just starting to get lost on the books’ titles when an arm encircled his waist. Warm breath hitting his nape gave him shivers of the good kind.
“Now be good dongsaeng or I’ll make math harder for you”
When the arms around him loosened he turned to find himself pressed against the bookshelves by the slightly smaller boy with honey colored hair and those adorable eyes.
“Hyung…” he trailed off in wary as his eyes starts to scan the area
“No one go to this part, just you, you weird boy” LuHan flicked Sehun’s forehead and laughed as he slid down on the floor, his back against the shelves and he tapped the space beside him. Sehun sat down to the spot, eyes lingering real long on the older one’s smiling face. Luhan felt the heavy stare and asked
“What? Anything on my face?”
“You requested to be my tutor didn’t you” Sehun’s eyes shift to stare at his own lap, not ready to speak looking at those orbs
“What if I did?” Luhan sounded like a petulant kid
“You can’t do this hyung”
“Says who?” Luhan tries to peek at the younger’s face
“I’m trying to avoid you” Sehun just turned his head away a little bit more, huffing a bit
“You can’t do that Sehun”
“I’m trying”
“Then you’re doing a real awful job”
“I can’t let you get hurt” the younger whispered into the air
“We just need to be more careful. I like hanging out with you. You know that you’re my favorite dongsaeng, right?”
‘dongsaeng’ the word felt like a knife to Sehun’s chest. He wanted to curl down but instead he lowered his head a bit more, making sure his bangs covered his eyes. Of course Luhan just didn’t want to lose his younger brother, why else would he be like this? Sehun settled with resting his head on Luhan’s shoulder as the older started flipping his notebook, looking for the right lesson to teach. Luhan smiled and stroked Sehun’s hair a few times with his free hand before starting.
In the isolation of that aisle they found their silent haven, even for just a few minutes. Far from the paradise anyone could imagine but the ease they felt knowing no glinting eyes could catch them made it feel better. Sehun wasn’t looking forward to passing his math but he listened intently for he never wanted to miss any sound those pretty lips would let loose. Luhan tried not to dwell on the fact that Sehun practically wanted to morph and be part of him with the way he was pressed against the older’s side. The last time they interacted was the single word exchange they had in the café last Friday. It wouldn’t be a surprise how he incredibly missed the younger.
A few periods passed and the smile on Luhan’s face still didn’t falter a bit. He’s been skipping like a rainbow bunny around the campus since his tutorial session with Sehun ended. Nothing could ruin his day, or so he thought. His right eyebrow quirked up when he saw ZiTao standing by his locker, eyebrows knitted in frustration and gloom.
“Hey…” Luhan approached the younger and saw what Tao was holding; three dripping wet books, the three books for Luhan’s next three subjects “… what happened to your books?” Tao looked up to him and said
“These are your books, hyung. I saw them by the fountain” Zitao handed him the books. In front of each, words were written in big, bold letters. BIG BAD WOLF, it’ll read if arranged in sequence. The older’s eyes widened as his mouth was suddenly agape too. He felt some kind of coiling in his stomach, something that makes him feel sick. It’s happening again. He was once bullied this way before, when he just transferred to Korea. Face to face bullying is something he’s used to now but this. This is the kind of treatment that will keep the dread growing everyday because of not knowing what will happen next or when things would go bad or not having a clue if the bullies are just starting to enjoy. He could get use to beatings but not the fear and paranoia of having to always watch out for anything. Back stabbing bullies are the worst. It could push people to the edge of their sanity. He didn’t notice that his breathings came short and heavy that Tao got worried that he might have a panic attack. Just a heavy breath out and Luhan successfully calmed himself
“Don’t tell anyone, especially Sehun”
“But--”
“Just don’t” Luhan muttered staring down at the books
Zitao could only nod and help Luhan figure out how to save the books and erase the words.
With the music blasting from his room, Tao knew that YiFan is already home. It’s rare that the older gets home first but it does happen and today that’s quite favorable. Kris who just got home from Uni is a ton more unapproachable than a well rested Kris. ZiTao ran to his own room to drop his bag and change into casual clothes. He checked himself a few times in the mirror and tried his practiced smile for YiFan, the one that wouldn’t falter even in the face of blackhole-starter-glare. And of course he took a selca before leaving his room. He breathed in and out a few times before finally knocking on the door. He stood there for a couple and tried knocking again. He figured the other couldn’t hear because of the music so he did the next best thing, he called. He knew Kris have this habit of using his phone rather than his iPod so he wouldn’t miss anyone who tries to contact him. The boy on the other side of the door didn’t even answered the call, he just opted into opening the door
“What?”
“Let’s go out for dinner hyung” the younger of the two suggested in one breath with a bright beam and all Kris could do was stare at him like he just grew another head.
“What the hell?!” YiFan exclaimed when Tao forced his way in too happily, catwalking like a boss toward Kris’ closet. He was rummaging through, not paying any heed to YiFan’s jaw which dropped on the floor just a moment ago. This can’t be happening. Why is Tao so happy and acting like they go to each other’s room and touch each other’s things like this on a daily basis? Something is up the older is definite about it
“What the hell are you doing?” the older asked skeptically trying to pry ZiTao’s hands off his jackets. Because he could swear he saw a glint of fantasy in there while the younger is looking at his favorite one. No, he’s not ready to lose any of his clothes just because the other is being too weird and acting too close. If this is Tao’s way of getting clothes from him, he’ll make sure it won’t be happening
“I never knew you have good taste. Never thought I’d see designer clothes in here”
“Well excuse you, I only wear branded stuffs”
“Good, you like the Italian restaurant by the corner, right?” ZiTao trailed off from the topic of clothes and Kris finally got one of his shirts back from the younger’s grip
“What’s going on with you?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows and distaste after seeing his shirt is now wrinkled
“Too lazy to cook, besides I want to eat something fancy” the younger said it with that smile still, no twitch or anything. It wasn’t good though and Kris knew so he looked into the younger’s eyes with further suspicion but having no change whatsoever to Tao’s expression made him just agree, still quite reluctant
“Fine, just because I want something new too. But I’m warning you, no one must know I ate there with you, okay”
“As if anyone would ask, people in school doesn’t even know were brothers”
“Do you think I should be nicer to Sehun?” BaekHyun suddenly asked over his cup of ramyeon, quirking an eyebrow over Chanyeol who was staring weirdly at his noodles
After playing at their favorite arcade the convenience store is their usual hang out. Sitting by the window, also the one nearest the counter and the glass door, it’s their spot
“What?” Chanyeol looked up
“I mean, if I won’t get into the wolves this year, maybe next year, when it’s Sehun’s term. It’s obvious that he is in training, maybe if I’m nicer to him…” Baekyun stated tapping his lips with the spoon while his eyes wander the white ceiling
“I believe that’s not the right motivation to be nice to others” ChanYeol exclaimed happily as he started slurping his noodles again. He was delighted to see that there are only noodles in there; he successfully ate everything else separately
“I wonder when you will ever be a real help to me” BaekHyun rolled his eyes and was about to get back to his food when he suddenly perked up. Chanyeol immediately noticed and was to speak but Baekhyun grabbed his free hand to signal him to keep quiet as he focused on that one conversation. Just a few moments of watching contemplative face of BaekHyun and the warmth atop his own, ChanYeol finally got something from the other
“The wolves are going down” BaekHyun muttered and sounded more of a question than anything else
“What?”
BaekHyun’s eyes are now back on focus with ChanYeol’s, wary etched on his furrowed eyebrows as he clarified
“Those guys who just left said ‘the wolves are going down’” then his eyes are once again wandering as he was thinking. All this curiosity and investigative impulse must have come from his dad, ChanYeol concluded because he knew that look on his best friend’s face. But ChanYeol knew better than linger on that thought since he has a better thing to focus on; BaekHyun’s hand is still on his.
It’s been a good few days since JongDae situated himself on the seat next to the bed. Yes; he came and go from school but he was never late a second every day. Something in him doesn’t want to miss the day MinSeok finally opens his eyes. It isn’t that strange for people who know the story, which is no one but JongDae. He needs to be there while the older recovers because he is the reason in the first place that MinSeok is in a state like this. Partially it’s his fault though it’s MinSeok’s free will that time. Now every day, every time he looks at the other he can’t help but feel the weight in his chest get heavier. He wants to see the older awake and healing. He wants to ask forgiveness. He wants to compensate.
JongDae let out a breath as he ran a hand across the other’s forehead, to brush away the locks of brown hair sticking caused by sweat beads.
TBC..
A/N: i wrote this chap ages ago but sched forbids me to post it.. I heard the news about Kris that's why i did everything in my power to get my hands on a computer.. T.T
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