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"Why would Yesung hyung bring his turtle to school? Wait, why would he have a turtle?" I ask, following Eunhyuk hyung to the tree we ate lunch at.
"He always carries his turtle around with him, and I have no idea why he has a turtle. Why not?" Eunhyuk hyung says, walking around the tree, looking at the ground semi-closely, even though he looked a bit distracted.
"I don't know. I find them a bit boring. All they do is sit and walk. And sleep. They don't do tricks or anything." I say, my dog and fish are much better. Yup. nd they don't stink. Not that I know if turtles stink, since I've never actually met one, I think, climbing into the tree to look.
"Yesung hyung collects bugs. Like I know what goes on in his head. Why are you in the tree?" Eunhyuk hyung asks, looking up at me. I pause and look down at him, which wasn't a good idea, seeing as I am fairly higher than normal and am somewhat scared of heights.....
"Looking for that turtle, maybe it wanted a better view of the world and got up here." I answer, grabbing onto the branch in front of me to stop me from falling as the tree shifts slightly because of the breeze.
"How would a turtle get up there?" Eunhyuk hyung questions, putting his hands on his hips, which kinda made him look slightly like a girl.
"Maybe he asked a bird to fly him up? Or is his turtle a girl? Whoa, bad wind!" I shout, as the wind picks up and nearly blows me out of the tree. Eunhyuk hyung laughs below me, resulting in me glaring at him.
"Don't laugh. You won't be laughing when I fall on you." I state, gripping the brave above me as I stand and look down on him.
"You fall on me and you'll regret it. And a bird would eat his turtle, not fly it." Eunhyuk hyung replies smugly. I look down at him silently for a minute before letting go of the tree branch and jumping off, landing on top of him.
"Take that." I say, gasping slightly as I try and get my breath back in me. He wraps his arms around my waist and pins me there, before flipping over so he's on top of me. My mind goes blank temporarily as my body registers what he did before my mind does, chest and back arching up slightly, heart speeding up and breathing slightly harder. My eyes widen as he smirks down at me, brushing his nose against mine briefly before getting up.
"What was that?" I hear Sungmin hyung ask as I stand up, trying to control the heat in my cheeks. Eunhyuk hyung meets Sungmin hyung's eyes as Sungmin hyung looks at him.
"Nothing." Eunhyuk hyung says smoothly, glancing behind Sungmin hyung at Kyuhyun and Yesung hyung, who was cooing over a small turtle, holding it up and baby talking it.
"Who's a good turtle? You don't run away from Daddy again, alright. You scared Daddy! Think of what could of happened if Wookie ah didn't find you? The lunch lady could have made turtle soup out of you!" Yesung hyung attempts to scold, in a baby voice. Wow. Freak.
"Hyung, I doubt the lunch lady knows how to make Turtle Soup." Kyuhyun says, raising his eyebrow at Yesung. Sungmin hyung shakes his head and Ryeowook walks over to them, taking the turtle from Yesung.
"Jongwoon, you're going to give Ddangkoma a heart attack." Ryeowook admonishes, carefully holding the turtle in his arms,petting it's shell gently, coaxing it out of it's shell.
"Sorry Ryeowook ah...." Yesung hyung says as Ryeowook takes Yesung's hyung's bag and puts the turtle back in it.
"Don't worry, Yesung hyung doesn't have anything in his bag other than Ddangkoma, Ryeowook makes sure of it." Eunhyuk hyung whispers in my ear, making me jump. He puts his arm around my waist, making my cheeks heat up again, why is he doing this?! Is he trying to torture me?
"Eunhyuk! Don't flirt with my cousin!" Sungmin hyung snaps, glaring at Eunhyuk hyung, who puts his head on my shoulder, smirking at Sungmin hyung, which I can more sense than see, as my entire body becomes more aware of Eunhyuk hyung's body, which is just barely pressing against mine.
"What you going to do about it, hyung?" Eunhyuk hyung asks, a hint of a challenging tone just evident in his voice, laced in between cocky assertiveness and contentment. He tightens his grip on my waist, pulling me closer, causing my cheeks to heat even more. Damn it.... screw my oath.....