pit pat pit pat pit pat pit pat peter pan?

the corner of his lips curved upwards at the absurdity of his thoughts. myungsoo shook his head, laughing quietly to himself as he walks into the polished hallways of OTM School.  he ran a hand through his wet locks and looked behind at the little rain drops that hit the glassed entrance.

rain was always my favorite.

a flash of memory crossed his mind. something along the lines of ‘ i’m gonna be bad boy i gotta be a bad boy ‘ played in his head and he snorted really loudly, covering his mouth as if he was giggling shyly.

damn i’m so good in pu-

a whack was delivered right on top of myungsoo’s head and he hissed, glaring at the culprit who merely scowled at him.

“thinking of something dumb again now, ?” chanyeol mused with a small smug smile adorning his lips. “ off, .” myungsoo grumbled, punching chanyeol in his guts lightly and he walked away. chanyeol followed after him of course, talking animatedly about his soo’s sinful and yadadadadada. basically rated things myungsoo really shouldn’t hear about his friend, kyungsoo. it was amusing to hear it sometimes but when its about how tight his ty hole had chanyeol’s ( which myungsoo had seen and oh god the visualisation ) so tightly, it wasn’t his cup of tea.

as chanyeol continued to chirp on and on, myungsoo was on the verge of slapping his face when a sudden squeal of his name broke the violent image of chanyeol’s bloodied body in his mind and chanyeol’s chatters. myungsoo blinked, searching for the source of the sound and his eyes landed on someone.

that someone had a slightly crazed look to his physique but myungsoo felt his heart almost skip a beat when the person’s face abruptly turned red when they made eye contact. oh dear god, can someone get that red?

myungsoo has absolutely no idea who that was and he was never a social person but he couldn’t stop himself before his hand went up in the air as a friendly wave.

“hi.”

chanyeol who had been next to him grinned knowingly to himself, clearing his throat before disappearing into the background.

myungsoo willed his blush down, making slow steps towards the boy. before myungsoo could even say a word, the boy started rambling, “i’m not breathing anymore. what is air. w-why are you so perfect?” he slaps his hand over his mouth with a scandalised look. myungsoo smiles in amusement.

“hey, i like you already. how.. are you, baekhyun? you must be new.” myungsoo asked cautiously, tilting his head to the side as he glanced down at the name tag of the cute student standing before him. the boy suddenly gave myungsoo a dreamy gaze. most people would have been uncomfortable with the hungriness that came along with that gaze but myungsoo laughed quietly at the next few words the boy mumbled.

“i like your face already- i mean i love you- i mean-- shut up baekhyun. i mean. y yeah i'm good yo.”

myungsoo rarely laughs this hard but this baekhyun proved it to be wrong as myungsoo doubled over, clutching his stomach as he laughed. baekhyun fiddled with his uniform, looking down with a flushed face and he chided himself mentally.

stupid stupid dumb baekhyun! i looked so dumb and oh my did i really say that? , what does he think of me now-

his train of thoughts came to a stop and baekhyun in his breath sharply, his eyes glancing down at the hand that rested on his hips casually.

he’s touching me oh my z he’s ing touching my skin. omg omg omg omg lord help m-

myungsoo tipped his chin upwards and baekhyun turned even more redder. he flashed a shy smile at which baekhyun almost fainted at, mumbling.

“we’re gonna be good friends, tomato.”

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