Chapter 15

How much longer was this goddamn class going to take?

Jonghun sighed with a pout, gnawing at the eraser on his pencil in frustration.

He closed his eyes, in some air, and peered at the clock. He was sure it’d been about 15 minutes by now. But to his disappointment, one measly minute had passed. He slumped into his chair.

He hadn’t seen Seunghyun’s beautiful smile all day thanks to Hongki. If he could just see him once, he would be content for the week. Well, probably not. He didn’t think he could last that long.

He couldn’t believe he’d let Hongki toy around with him like that. Well, maybe Hongki didn’t know he was being affected by his makeover, but he was definitely feeling something. An… attraction? He moistened the almost invisible bump on his lip with his tongue and received a chill through his body. Again.

No. No no no. Jonghun shook his head vigorously, gaining him a puzzled look from the teacher. The 3^rd year smiled politely but awkwardly averted his gaze after. The teacher slowly began his lecture again, to which Jonghun sighed a breath of relief. How many times had it been, four already?

I know I’m not interested in Hongki anymore. I just felt strangely attracted because of… memories. Right? Right. And he looked exceptionally handsome. That’s all.

Because there’s someone else. Someone who drives me insane. Someone who can make me feel on top of the world, like no one can stop me. Like I’m the only one that matters. No one else can do that.

…Not even Hongki.

Jonghun started to stomp his feet silently but vigorously under his desk. He repeated to himself multiple times to not look at the clock, but gave in anyways.

Three more minutes until class got out.

Jonghun’s face lit up as he began to kick harder. He started puffing up his cheeks with air and puffing it out of his mouth with a popping sound. He knew he was acting like a little kid. Normally he kept a cool composure, but today his patience was b.

“Yah! Jonghun-sshi! Shut up!” his classmate, Gyuri, whispered harshly. “Aish, you’re so annoying…”

Jonghun contorted his face and mimicked her nagging, stared at her, and rolled his eyes. Gyuri made a ‘tsk’ sound and crossed her arms, obviously done talking to him.

He didn’t care. He never liked her anyways.

He crossed his own arms and placed his head sideways into the crevice he created, turning his head away from the annoying noona. He switched his thoughts from her to his wonderful Seunghyun.

He thought of how he’d see him in the hallways. Seunghyun would smile that cute smile of his, and Jonghun would give him a hug, and they’d sit there in their embrace, and Jonghun wouldn’t be able to resist his flawless lips, and he’d simply say his name.
“Seunghyun…” It felt like chocolate slipping perfectly into his mouth.

He heard a large crack as a whip of air brushed past his face. He quickly sat up straight. The teacher was glaring over him, his lecture book now from his hands to Jonghun’s desk.

“Jonghun. Is there something you would like to tell the class? I don’t think your loud disturbances have gotten it across to us.” A couple snickers, especially from Gyuri, rippled silently over the classroom.

“…Uh… Nothi-”

Just then, the bell chimed for lunch time.

Oh, glorious lunch time.

All the students rose from their seats and collected their bags, as did Jonghun. He messily packed his textbook away and hurriedly left his seat. He bowed to the stone-like teacher, rushed a “sorry, thank you for the lesson sunsaengnim”, and was on his way. He exerted an exasperated sigh and shook his head before heading back to his desk.

Yeah, he knew he was being kind of y and immature. But he really couldn’t give two s about it.

He was finally going to see Seunghyun, and no one was stopping him.

His heart pumped wildly in his chest, a wave of excitement hitting him like bricks. Almost like when he would wait for Seunghyun to arrive for his guitar lessons, but this time it felt much, much stronger. He walked briskly through the crowded halls to the other wing of the school where Seunghyun’s classes were.

He occasionally greeted acquaintances and blushing girls as he walked. He was popular with girls, yes, but not anything like Hongki was. Jonghun had more secret admirers rather than a full-out fan club.

And, as if the gods had been listening in on his thoughts, Hongki appeared. He was happily chatting with two other girls, enthusiastic about something. The younger boy of the two couldn’t help but smile. With Hongki’s new, natural look, he seemed just that. More natural. Without his flashy clothes and outlandishly colored hair (although it did look nice on him), he looked like he was easier to approach and to talk to. Maybe it was just him. But that’s what he thought.

Ugh. He’s distracting me again. Jonghun tore his eyes away, remembering his task at hand, but was too late. Hongki had told the girls goodbye and was rushing over to his side.

“Jonghun-ah~” Hongki cooed, putting an arm around the taller boy. “I saw you smiling at me.”

“Oh. Is that a bad thing?” Jonghun questioned.

“Hmm… no. I like it.” Hongki poked him playfully in the arm. Jonghun slapped his hand away, laughing. He was glad he was back to his normal self. The fun, hyper Hongki that didn’t care about what others thought of him. “Eat lunch with me.”

“Ah, sorry… I have to find Seunghyun. And ask him. About… something,” Jonghun stuttered, suddenly growing embarrassed.

Hongki stared at him dubiously. He couldn’t help but notice the glint of hatred he saw in his eyes. Jonghun swallowed. Why did he feel like he was being interrogated with one simple look?

Hongki dropped his arm and began to walk away. “Fine. But it’s my turn next time, okay?” He waved his hand behind him after turning away from Jonghun.

He was about to respond but Hongki was already gone, leaving a confused Jonghun. He sighed, his lips and ran a hand quickly through his long hair before continuing on.

As the sea of students he passed seemed to grow younger and faces less familiar, he knew he was getting closer. His heart was already racing again.

God, where is he?

Jonghun hunted around for Seunghyun over the sea of dark heads. His eyes suddenly fell on a tall figure with messy, wavy brown hair, smiling with two shorter guys that were probably his friends.

Jonghun never stopped looking at Seunghyun. He was just kind of paused there. He watched as he would laugh, his lips curling upwards, and as he would toss his hair to the side a little bit. Jonghun’s breaths quickened suddenly. He noticed the younger boy looking in every direction around him as if he were searching for something. He looked all around him until his eyes rested upon Jonghun’s.

Seunghyun’s eyes widened. Then, his little smile grew into an ecstatic grin as he rushed over to him, ditching his friends, like a fervent puppy.

“Jonghun-hyung! Where have you been?”

It took all of his willpower not to pull him into a kiss right then and there. He released his frustration through a sigh, and smiled. “Seunghyun… I should be asking you that.”

“I saw you… with Hongki earlier…” Seunghyun murmured, his voice getting quieter, “so I didn’t want to in.”

“Eh? Really? I wouldn’t have cared. You can in whenever you want,” Jonghun said reassuringly. “In fact, I’d rather you take me away than Hongki.”

“Oh… okay,” Seunghyun flushed. “I’ll just have to find you and rescue you then.”

“No… I’ll find you.”

Seunghyun reddened even more. Jonghun knew he was corny, but he couldn’t help it if it was how he really felt.

“Aish, there you go again, always doing whatever you want,” the taller of Seunghyun’s otherwise short friends groaned.

Seunghyun’s head whipped around in astound, as if he’d never seen the two in his life. Jonghun couldn’t help but chuckle at his lost expression. “O-oh, Jaejin-gun! Uh… I’m going to eat with Jonghun-hyung today.”

“Hmm… suit yourself. We were finally going to have something besides chicken today,” Jaejin said sarcastically, narrowing his eyes at the shorter boy.

He noticed all eyes were on him. He looked from one boy to the other frantically, pouted, then began to fluster. “W-what? I like chicken, okay? Stop staring at me!”

“Aigoo Minhwan-ah, why are you so cute?” Jaejin said playfully and batted his shoulder. He dragged Minhwan away by the arm and left the couple with a “bye, guys”.

“I am not cute! YOU’RE cute. I’m manly. A man.”

“Okay, sure. When you get a couple more inches on you and some muscles, we’ll see,” Jaejin tsked. “But for now, you are definitely cute. And fun-sized.”

Minhwan punched Jaejin in the arm. Jaejin released his grasp on Minhwan to hold his own aching arm.

The two others watched the events play before them. Haha… one definitely has a thing for the other. Jonghun glanced over to Seunghyun to see if they were thinking the same.

“Tch. My friends are so weird.”

Jonghun shook his head and rolled his eyes. Then, in the same manner Jaejin had, he grabbed the younger boy’s arm and began to pull him away. “C’mon. Are we going to eat now?”

Seunghyun’s face lit up like a child’s when offered candy. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

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Ohhh my goodness. I did not realize how slow of a writer I am you guys. =____=;

Uhhh yeah. So late update, as always. OTL I just wanted to put up my chapter as it is right now because I always keep you waiting rofl. Failure.

I'll post the next part tomorrow or Friday, whenever my off-block is. xD Because the chapter's almost done, I just need to finish it. My mom's yelling at me to go to bed. So I will go to bed. lol

Sorry the story's running so slow :T 

Tumblr calls. lol

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