"Blah blah blah idiots blah blah hormonal gremlins blah blah Sehun is a brick I can't work like this blah blah..."

That would sum up what Minseok was processing from Luhan's endless complaint about this generation and what useless pieces of they were during lunch at the cafeteria. Obviously he wasn't paying attention.

Luhan was busy ranting about 10 year olds these days having more relationships than he ever did in his 18 years of living in this hell hole called an Earth until he finally realized that Minseok was barely giving a sign of life. He was too busy gazing at something.

"Uhm, Min? Earth to Minseok, are you alive? Did you even listen to me?" Luhan asked. He huffed after getting no response. Curious as to what was more important than his speech about life and experience, he sat beside Minseok and looked in the direction that he was staring at.

Sure enough, it was Lay. He was standing by the lunchline pondering about who knows what, the lunch lady and every one else in the line didn't seemed pleased at his sudden need for deep and profound thinking. Who else would Minseok adoringly stare a hole through without it perhaps being food?

"Ouch! What was that for?!"

Minseok sulked as he rubbed his head after getting a fistful knock on his little head. "Oh nothing, just trying to resuscitate you. That's all," Luhan answered with a sickly sweet fake smile. "You still have the hots for the stoner don't you?"

"Uh, I-I have no idea what you're talking about." Minseok responded, flustered, his face the shade of a ripe tomato ready to be harvested. "Lay is just a friend. That's all. Nothing more. Nothing at all. No homo."

Luhan wasn't falling for it.

"Come on Lu don't giv