I'm a little dizzy, can you hold onto me

My heart is warm, I can't lie that well

To be honest I think I'm really lonely, can you carry me

Please don't leave me baby

Movie - BtoB

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December 9

Sunday

Kun knows it's wrong.

He knows it's wrong to buy cheap concealer that doesn't even match his skin tone, or wear turtle necks up to his ears. Don't even mention his ever changing lips. Some days it'll bleed, others a deep purple.

Johnny warned him, but now it's like he has his own, never ending supply of herion. He's addicted. Every time Sicheng leaves him, he feels dirty. His lips feel like they’ve been covered in poison, and the places where Sicheng touched him burns.

He gets stripped down by Sicheng. Not physically, Kun won't let him go that far, but he can't hide anything in front of Sicheng. He's laid out clear, right for the big bad wolf. Kun can't lie either, he ends up stuttering more than normal and stares at anything but Sicheng.

Sicheng loves to mark himself on Kun, so when the boy showers, he never spends too much time in the mirror. It's like a tramp stamp on his neck. Multiple times. It's unhealthy, Kun thinks. Like eating a sugary donut every day, and facing future repercussions. Eventually, all those donuts add up, and you've got diabetes and 10 more years to live.

It's even worse that Johnny and Ten still don't know what's going, even though Kun is 10 minutes late to class every Monday. Ten can be as blank as a board, leaving Johnny to worry for the two of them.

The forbidden duo has made out in possibly every classroom, bathroom, change room, and closet in the school. And it seems that Sicheng never gets bored. He tends to be more rough after the weekend.

But sometimes he's kind and gentle, like during the Halloween party, and Kun relishes in those moments.

Sicheng tells him to not tell anyone about them, this secret rendezvous. To keep it their dirty little secret. Every time they meet, he mentions it,

"This is between us. Only us. Got it, darling?"

"Yes, Sicheng."

When the weekend passes, that's when Sicheng likes to fool around the most.

'Fool around', such as kissing, hickeys, making out, hair tugging, pinning, and lots of tongue. Kun thinks it's been at least a month since he saw his pale, unblemished neck. Or smooth pink lips. Nowadays there's always some sort of scab, or scar healing somewhere.

He's not quite sure what to call themselves, though.

Friends with benefits? It's not really , they've never gone past their underwear. Just aggressively making out, although Sicheng would rather just run to home base. He brings it up, a lot.

Boyfriends? No sweet dates, or any public mentions. No Facebook relationships or couple pictures. Although some people are suspicious (namely Johnny), they haven't found out, yet.

Friends? Friends don't kiss each other like they're starved, or hide out in empty classrooms to make out. Kun doesn't know anything about the boy except his name. 

Kun decides it's not important, since Sicheng already has a girlfriend.

"You know, Sicheng is such a jerk."

"Like, I know we're dating and all just for homecoming, but that doesn't mean he can ignore me!" Joy complained in a whiny voice, waiting for her girls to back her up.

The three girls were sitting on expensive, leather couches watching Dance Moms, junk food and nail polish sprawled everywhere. Wendy, listening attentively and nodding her head. "Yeah, he's always skipping class with that Kun kid. That's not good for homecoming king."

"That kid is so ugly and he knows it. Like, I know I was the one who dared him but it was just to make things more interesting!" Joy snarled, picking at her new manicure. "I didn't know Sicheng lowered his standards."

Yeri, nodded while watching the show. "I totally agree, but you need a good guy for homecoming. What about Taeyong? He's cute."

Joy scoffed, flipping her hair and turning to Yeri. "Taeyong? Really? You know he's your cousin, right?"

"Yeah, but we're like second cousins, so it's like, totally fine." Yeri assured her, throwing popcorn in her lip gloss slathered mouth.

"Besides, he's a good kisser."

This time, it's in the sound room. Sichengs favorite place, as it's completely sound proof.

Kuns back is hitting the wall, being held down by Sichengs arms. Suddenly, Kun feels little pecks all over face. His cheeks, eyelids, forehead, nose, anywhere but his lips. He feels a whine rising from his throat, he craves Sicheng.

"Do you know how crazy you drive me?" Sicheng whispered into Kuns ear, eyes lidded. "Do you know what I wa