“Junho, Chansung!” Wooyoung called out when he saw the two boys walking towards the lecture hall. He jogged up to them.

Wooyoung had spent his night in the infirmary instead of going back to his dorm because the doctor did not allow him to leave. Therefore, he only got to see those two that morning, after they briefly visited him on the previous day.

“Morning, Wooyoung,” Junho greeted, his face lit up at the sight of an energetic Wooyoung. “You look much better now.”

“Hi, hyung,” Chansung chirped, smirking. “It sure was fun to have the dorm all to ourselves last night.”

Wooyoung narrowed his eyes and questioned them in mock suspicion, smiling, “What did you guys do?”

“Yah!” Junho playfully elbowed both of them as they were on either side of him, yet a hint of blush undeniably appeared on his ears. “Wooyoung what are you even thinking?”

[A/N: More like, what are you thinking, Junho?]

Chansung laughed and took off jogging towards the lecture hall, leaving the so-called twins behind.

“We just gamed and stayed up late ‘cause you usually won’t let us during weekdays,” Junho stated. In an attempt to turn the tables, he added, “And we finished all the ice-cream that was in the fridge.”

“You– what?” Wooyoung blurted out, obviously fazed upon hearing that piece of news. Puffing up his cheeks, he demanded, “You better treat me to some after school later.”

Junho merely chuckled and went to sit beside Chansung in the lecture hall.

“Seriously, he should just slack off a bit, that hyung,” said Chansung when he saw Wooyoung make his way to an empty seat far from them. “Why does he make himself lonely like that?”

Junho smiled upon hearing the maknae express his care for their hyung. “I agree,” he sighed, now wearing a concerned expression. “Wooyoung is already doing well as he is… I’m worried; what with him overworking and fainting around like that.”

Just then, their lecturer strode in and the students down to work; scribbling notes, discussing their previous assignment and paying attention to the overall lecture during the full hour. Wooyoung pretty much had his eyes glued on the lecturer and the projector screen while darting his pen across his notebook, keeping up with every bit of information uttered by the lecturer.

On the other hand, the other two boys were, let’s just say, not as attentive. Chansung felt a nudge on his arm and tipped his head towards Junho, as if to say, what? Junho then slid a paper torn off from his notebook onto Chansung’s desk.

On the paper were words scrawled, Wooyoungie wants to get some ice-cream together after school later. Let’s meet at the front entrance of Block A.

Chansung’s eyes lit up. He instantly wrote a reply, Okay! You buy us dinner as well~

Upon seeing Chansung’s reply, Junho pouted but he dared not make any sound of protest, as their lecturer was extremely strict.

***

“Eh, Junho’s paying?” Wooyoung asked, surprised.

Giggling, Chansung replied, “Yep, yep. He just couldn’t say no to me,” thus earning a smack on his arm by a blushing Junho.

The three boys had their dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant, mainly because their usual ice-cream parlor was right next to it. Junho treated them to dinner, as asked by his Chansung.

The said ice-cream parlor, Snow Spoon, was a famous self-service store where customers can scoop the ice-cream by themselves and toppings to make their own unique combinations. This was especially why Wooyoung was beyond ecstatic to find out that Snow Spoon opened near their college.

Junho had to pay yet again, this time for their ice-cream, since his twin so adorably told him to do so that morning. Then they made their way to a corner table next to a window; in Wooyoung’s hands held a cup of Oreo-mint ice-cream topped with assorted Pepero sticks and chocolate chips, in Chansung’s a cup of self-made banana split with hot fudge and lastly in Junho’s a cup of classic cookies-‘n’-cream topped with white chocolate Pepero sticks and rainbow sprinkles.

They started digging into their respective desserts when Wooyoung spoke, “You guys know second-year’s Nichkhun-sunbae right?”

“Hm, that best student of our school?” Junho replied, because Chansung was too busy with his three huge scoops of ice-cream.

“Yeah, apparently he was the one who took me to the infirmary. He came by yesterday, after you two had left.”

“Wow,” Chansung piped up, finally looking up from his cup. “Why did he do that though? You’re not even acquainted with him.”

“More importantly, Wooyoung, you really need to take it easy,” Junho lightly scolded, changing the subject. “You fainted yesterday because of overworking and on top of that, you were out cold in the corridor all by yourself. Imagine what could’ve happened if Nichkhun-sunbae wasn’t there or didn’t help you.”

Wooyoung protested, saying that he needed to work hard keep his scholarship and stay in that college.

“I understand, but you can always study with us; you don’t have to do everything by yourself. It’s sad to see you always alone during classes…” Junho voiced out, clearly hurt.

Wooyoung, sensing that Junho was truly serious, finally nodded in defeat, the spoon in his mouth.

***

After they left the store, Junho pouted, “Seriously, why did I end up buying you guys food for real?”

He was totally so adorable that Wooyoung could not resist from jumping on him from behind, thus back-hugging him. “Hehe thanks Juneo! You’ve already gotten your compensation since I listened to you on not being on my own.”

“Hey hyung, Juneo’s mine; get off him,” Chansung declared while separating them apart. His effort was futile, however, because Wooyoung refused to let go. Instead, Junho reached out to hold onto Chansung’s arm, though rather shyly. Junho was, in fact, elated that Chansung had just proclaimed that he was his.