Heechul couldn’t help but cringe. It was a Monday morning and already he’d seen something he much didn’t want to.

“Er, Mr. Park…”

The butler jumped up, finally pulling his pants up. Heechul sighed in relief as the man’s ‘moon’ was clothed again.

“My apologies, Madam Kim.” The butler bowed and fled the room.

Heechul took deep breaths as if to not explode in anger.

“ING CHOI SIWON!”

Siwon yawned loudly as he entered his Ferrari. Heechul too filed in moments later.

“I don’t like you at all.” Was the first thing that left the diva’s mouth.

Siwon raised a brow. “I haven’t even done anything today.”

“You’re mere exsistence has thrown my life in a hurdle.”

The muscular man chuckled and started the engine. “It’s called love, Chullie.”

Heechul cussed.

“All day that bastard has been throwing me winks in class!”

Donghae laughed at his hyung before pushing the strawberry yogurt spoon into Hyuk’s mouth. Ever since Donghae and Hyukjae had started to date, the popular table and the not-so-popular table had combined. Much to a lot of people’s dismay.

“He’s deeply in love with you, Chul Hyung.” Hyukjae spoke with his mouth full. After the tables had combined, Hyukjae had also become Heechul’s dongsaeng.

Chul sighed. “I don’t want to believe that.”

Hae frowned. Something about his Hyung was off. “Hyukkie, can you leave us alone for a while?”

Hyuk bit his lip and nodded. He had sensed it as well. He bid his goodbyes and jogged over to some of his football buddies.

“Spill.”

Heechul flopped his head down onto the table. “I don’t know anymore Hae! Everytime I see the er my stomach feels really sick and my cheeks get very warm and flushed. I think I’m allergic to him.”

Donghae laughed out loud. “Hyung, it’s called love!”

The diva sighed. It was just like déjà vu.

The whole day had gone by in a blur. The three words kept echoing in Heechul’s head.

“It’s called love.”

‘Am I in love with Siwon?’ Heechul sighed for the hundredth time that day and packed up his belongings. He had art club today so he wouldn’t be able to accompany Siwon home. Thank the lord!

Just as Heechul had made it to the messy art room, his phone went off in a buzz.

“Hello?”

“Heechul ssi, this is Butler Park.”

The diva froze. Was something wrong? “How can I help you Mr. Park?”

“Er, you see Madam Heechul, Mr. Choi doesn’t seem to be at school and he’s left his phone at school. He has a huge meeting today and I was wondering if you two were together.”

Heechul swallowed through his suddenly dry throat. “N-No, I’m afraid he isn’t with me.”

A sigh. “Alright. Thanks anyways, Madam Heechul. I’ll try to find him soon.”

“Ah, yes ok.” Heechul hung up, a weird feeling in his stomach.

“Heechul, you’re spacing out!” Mrs. Jung, the art teacher scolded.

Heechul bowed and quickly began to work on his painting.

With every of the paintbrush, the diva’s mind dreamed up strange possibilities of where the football player could be. He once again dazed off, causing the paint to drip onto the floor.

“Damn!” He cussed, cleaning it up hurriedly.

Mrs. Jung sighed. “Heechul why don’t you run along today? You don’t seem to be in it.”

Heechul’s cheeks burned with embarrassment as the rest of the class snickered. He grabbed his bag, bowed, and stormed off.

“ you Choi Siwon! I swear to god you better be okay or I’ll fry your balls!”

Heechul had no clue where to look. He checked the school library – in the spot that Siwon and Hyukjae always studies – but no such luck. The diva checked the rooftop and even the football field, just in case Siwon was running laps again. But again, it was all in vain.

“Where is he!” He screeched detectedly, worry creeping under his skin. He had already called Hyukjae but the latter claimed Siwon had left right after lunch.

Heechul bit his lip. Where could the tall man be?! A chuckle left the diva’s mouth. “He’s probably sleeping at home while I’m running around.”

And then it hit him!

“Choi Siwon!” Heechul screamed, flinging the door open.

Siwon looked up in shock. He was seated in the cozy study, a thick novel in his hand. “Heechul?”

“I’ve been looking through every ing nook and cranny for you, you brat!” Heechul panted, advancing closer and closer to the man in the spectacles.

Siwon frowned. “And why is that?”

“Because I was ing worried! Mr. Park called and said you’d missed your big meeting and I couldn’t help but wonder why you, Mr. Uptight and always on time would miss such a huge thing! I thought you were stuck in trouble you jerk!”

Heechul was standing right in front of Siwon’s big desk, his eyes ablaze. Siwon stood up slowly, a strange smile on his face.

Suddenly the taller’s lips met with Heechul’s. It was just a sweet peck but it left Heechul’s hormones in a rage.

“W-W-What the ?!” Heechul breathed, wide eyed.

Siwon chuckled and sat down. “Thank you for worrying, baby. I’m fine.”

Crimson colored the diva’s face. “D-Don’t call me that! And I wasn’t ing worried!”

“Whatever you say baby.” Sarcasm dripped Siwon’s words as the younger went back to his book.

Heechul huffed in anger and stormed out once again. Once out, he leaned against the door and touched his lips.

He could still taste Siwon.

Mr. Park smirked and walked away. “Well played Siwon sir. Unfair, but well played."

Siwon - 100,000,000 

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i apologize fo the late chappie