Juice and Crackers

"...And so I slept over at Chanyeol's last night." Baekhyun rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous laugh as Minseok and Chen looked at him with wide eyes.

"Did you sleep with him?" Minseok asked, while taking a bite of kimchi.

Baekhyun's face went red. "N-no! Of course not, we barely know each other." He didn't bother adding that he was entranced by Chanyeol's good looks and hot body.

Chen laughed and shook his head. "You probably thought about it."

Baekhyun turned even a deeper shade of red, because he had thought about what it would be like to sleep with Chanyeol. He stomped his foot and whined. "Stop being so erted!"

Suddenly, D.O sat down with a huff, dragging a disheveled boy with him. "Hi guys. I found Joonmyun." D.O smiled brightly as if there was nothing Wrong with the fact that the person beside him was emitting a strange kind of dark aura.

Chen sighed and rubbed his temples. "Oh god, what happened this time?"

Baekhyun looked at Joonmyun with interest. He kept his head down, but the bruises and bandages on his face was still noticeable. If he wasn't so angry and tired looking, he would have been quite handsome.

"Hello," Baekhyun smiled. "I'm Baekhyun. Nice to meet you."

Joonmyun glanced upwards quickly. He grumbled something angrily as he stabbed a piece of chicken with his chopsticks. D.O kicked him under the table, earning himself a satisfying 'urk' noise.

"Okay what happened here?" Chen put his chopsticks down. "My head is not letting me think in a non erted way."

D.O already wide eyes went a little wider. "Oh!" he exclaimed. "No that's not what's happened. I saw him this morning..."

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Pedalling as fast as his legs could possibly pedal, D.O sped down the road on his bicycle, trying not to collide with traffic. He slowed to a stop at a red light, panting and fidgeting nervously. He scolded himself for sleeping in, and hoped that the person he was looking for hadn’t left already.

He took a shortcut through outskirts of the slums, where there were fewer cars. The people who squatted on the unused streets and parks knew him well. D.O would often go to the soup kitchen during the winter months and hand out blankets and mittens with the local charity. However, on a day when Joonmyun did not answer his phone, D.O asked the druggies and homeless if they had seen Joonmyun. After all, it wasn’t hard to spot a ridiculously handsome teenager who was the son of a rich and prominent CEO.

Just as D.O thought, Joonmyun was sitting on the curb in front of a run-down pizza place, Han’s Pizza. Any normal person walking in could order pizza, but if you entered through the back using a password, you could land yourself a variety of illegal drugs.

“Joonmyun!” D.O shouted, as he parked his bike in front of his friend. He opened his bag and pulled out a package of crackers. “I know this isn’t much, but I woke up late. If you want you could come over later tonight for dinner. It gets pretty lonely all by myself.” D.O also took out a juice box and held the items out to Joonmyun with a grin.

Joonmyun stood up and took the food with a small bow. “Thanks,” he grumbled, opening the crackers.

D.O noticed that there were some crumbs on the corner of Joonmyun’s mouth. “You got a little something here,” he said, pointing to the corner of his mouth.

Joonmyun his lips and raised his eyebrows at D.O. “Gone?”

D.O smiled and took a tissue out of a little rainbow coloured package. “Let me get that for you.” He reached over and wiped the spot away.

Joonmyun leaned back and swatted D.O`s hand away. “You’re not my mom.” He turned and walked away.

D.O blinked and hopped on his bike. “Wait for me!” He pedaled after Joonmyun.

Joonmyun kept walking, but didn’t try to tell D.O off. D.O hopped off his bike when he was in line with Joonmyun, and walked with him. “Why weren’t you at school on the first day? You missed Sooman’s grand entrance,” he babbled. “Oh! There’s also this new kid named Baekhyun. He’s really cool, and his hair is dark red. Can you believe that? Dark red! I wonder if it’s natural. Anyway he seems like a really cool guy, probably really smart too.”

D.O paused for a moment, waiting for Joonmyun to comment. When no comment came, D.O immediately started on another topic. “Did you get your scheduele? I wonder if we have any classes together. I hope we do. I have Mr. Cho for math though, and that really . All he does is play StarCraft. He doesn’t even try to help the students. But that’s okay, because if I’m really tired I can use his class to sleep. Isn’t that cool?”

Joonmyun stopped walking, and looked at D.O. He wasn’t smiling, but his eyes showed mild amusement. “Why are you telling me all this?”

“Maybe you’ll be interested and go to school,” D.O answered enthusiastically.

Joonmyun scoffed. “It’ll take a lot more than that to get me to go to school.”

D.O checked his watch. “Its only 7:15. If we hurry we can go to your place, grab your uniform and bag, and still make it to school on time.” He gave Joonmyun a hopeful look.

Joonmyun thought for a moment, looking at D.O from the corner of his eye. “No.”

“Why not?”

“You know why.”

D.O’s expression fell. “Oh... Well I could get them for you. I run pretty fast you know.”

Joonmyun sighed as he turned the corner. D.O blinked in confusion. “Wait, you’re going the wrong way, isn’t your house that way?”

Joonmyun didn’t speak, and continued to walk down the street. Finally, they reached a parking lot, with only a few busted up cars. However, there was one sleek, black Mercedes parked in the far end of the lot. Joonmyun took his keys from his pocket and pressed the button, causing it to honk.

D.O’s eyes widened. “Whoa! I thought you said you broke your other car.”

Joonmyun shrugged and opened the trunk. D.O folded his bike and placed it in the trunk. “Wow your car is really nice. I wish I could get a car like that. My parents said they wont let me get a car because I don’t need one. I know I don’t need one but its so much more convienient and-----”

“Get in the car.”

D.O grinned and hopped in the front. “Okay.”