Because everyone seems to like it I made another part, it’s probably gonna be like several parts long because I arse at plots. I warn thou, I’m not as a good writer as you probably think i am. + titles may as well.

“Wake up in the morning feeling like P-diddy~”

What. Is that Kesha? At 3am in the morning? Who for s sake dares to play that crap in my-

“Hyung!”

Ah, it’s just Sehun… Sehun?!

“I stole your keys from the security guard!”

“Don’t say it so happily and loud, it’s 3 am..” my head hurts from his voice this early in the morning, I went to bed late too. “But why?“

“I wanted to check on our deal and also on you.” He smiles innocently, oh I hate you. “Don’t think I don’t notice those bags under your eyes, myunnie.”

“call me hyung at least” I grumble.

He comes closer until he is right in front of my bed. Leaning closer until our cheeks nearly touch. “Hyung~” He breathes in my ear. Bloody hell, Sehun.

He’s giggling. Pink haired Oh Sehun giggling. Well, now we all know who won’t get  any nice dreams any more. I can’t say he’s not cute but.. he really doesn’t have the face for giggling. Not after I was witness to him calling his hips legendary. He even made me feel it. Kick me.

“Oh you little wanker.”

“Sadly enough, hyung, I don’t speak English but..” He his head to the side, making sure he looks straight into my eyes and our noses nearly touching. “I bet I can make you scream really nice in English when I’m-“

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Oh Sehun.”

“ –tickling you?”

I swear you make my years left to live go minus. Let me go cry. Please. “Anyway, are you at least trying at school?” If I’m about to get myself harassed by a pink haired 18 year old, I might as well get something out of it.

“I’ll tell you...”

“Go on.

“…If you let me hug you.” Um. A hug? A legit, real, body-to-body hug? Sehun is extorting me for a hug? I expected something more… intimate. Not that I want it! I just expected Sehun to be more evil . “just a hug?”

“Unless you want something more?” Oh no, he’s wiggling his eyebrows again. Could he stop being so suggestive? I just wanted an innocent kid to take care of at least. Innocent.

“Don’t.” I give him what I hope to be a warning glare. I’m never good at controlling my face but I hope he gets it.

“Baby steps to begin with.” He moves onto my bed on his knee. He didn’t get it but.. honestly, right now, he kind of feels older than me. But like hell I’ll ever let him hug-

“noooo…” He’s hugging me. Too late. Damn me and my science/phycology thinking process. Such a bad habit you obtain from that. You practically forget time exists. Which I obviously could have been reminded of at this moment. Sneaky bastard.

“So today in class we talked about the Bose-Einstein condensate-“

They give that in high school? That was freaking exam material in my second master year of thermal physics. The entire reason I became a coffee addict and practically abused my Canadian-Chinese roommate due to stress. Poor Yi Fan.

“-the teach.”

“what?” Sehun noticed I was gone thinking away again, I think, because he sighed and gathered air to start all over again.

“I said, I owned the teach on the Bose-Einstein condensate.”

I’m unsure whether to cry or to laugh because on one side, he’s smart and highly likely probably got good marks for being so informed about a subject several years out of his reach. On the other, he understands that subject in probably less time than I broke my head over.

“b-but..”

Ugly sobbing it is.

“Hyung, although I coincidentally know the Bose-Einstein..”

Don’t, sehun-ah, please don’t.

“I don’t understand it because really, what are macroscopic quantum phenomena anyway.”

He kind of attempts to nudge me with pity? He’s.. awkward. That’s not standard Sehun behaviour. Standard would be, rubbing it in my face that he knows. He seems pretty docile right now.

“..so like, help me with it? You’re obligated to.”

“Not for quantum mechenics.” I take his hand of my leg, I didn’t even notice it there, and start to play with it. I was always a touchy person. “Go to bed Sehun, you need sleep-“

He tackles me to my bed. docile. He’s huge though. I knew he was tall but he's chewbacca compared to me. Not that he’ll build any muscle. He’ll stay skinny forever. Insert evil laugh.

“I should say that to you. You look like hell.”

“that’s my normal face, thank you very much.”

“you’re welcome..” He mumbles. What a child, but then again he is still just barely 18. Probably never had parent’s love either. I guess we share that factor. He is.. warm though. It’s nice to hug someone, or whatever this is supposed to be. He… looks like he is going to drool on my arms. Nutter.

“I just hope you don’t take it as far to the point I get made redundant” I’m sleepy too. I blame it on my very soft and expensive matrass and not on sehun’s arms around me. Whether it actually was or not, I’ll think tomorrow. Too tired.

“I won’t let them, hyung.”

Notes: English slang.
* wanker: idiot
* made redundant: fired from a job
* nutter: crazy person

Another note: I’m not sure if you noticed or not but usually italic is my way of expressing English and sometimes when it’s joonmyun’s inner monologue, it’s to lay the attention on whatever is italic.

In the 800 words this time, yay.