"sehun is stinky! sehun is ugly and his teeth are rotten”, the group of kids yelled from across the street. a seven-year-old sehun had only just come out to play ten minutes ago, wearing his wolf top and matching pants which ‘protected him from evil’. they couldn’t protect him from the neighbourhood bullies though

“yah! leave him alone, you bullies!”, screeched a nine-year-old baekhyun, approaching the younger, who was close to tears. 

the said boys stuck their tongues out in unison while running away with their toys as the elder strolled closer to sehun, whose pout intensified.

“it’s okay sehun-ah! don’t listen to them, they’re just bullies!”

the younger began crying, head dropping to the floor. the elder couldn’t stand to see him so sad, “please don’t be sad sehunnie!”

baekhyun made a move to hold the other’s head in his hands, with a reassuring kiss on the head which lasted more than a second, “there, are you better now?”

sehun looked up in shock, too focused on his older friend giving him a kiss than the boys who had just bullied him. nevertheless, a shy smile appeared upon his innocent face, “yes hyung! thank you!”

his playful tone only encouraged the older’s beaming grin to be known, it only appeared when his sehunnie was happy, because sehunnie’s smile was precious.