The wind blew softly making his fringe covered his eyes. Wearing his school attire, he stuffed both of his hands in the pockets. While eyes still looking on the ground, he walked alone to the bus stop, going back home. He savour the feels and the time he had walking alone. He took out an earphone from the pocket, stuffing it in his ears and played his favourite song which he composed and recorded it by himself.

He took an empty seat at the back which the one he always sat on once the bus arrived. Head turning around looking out at the window, he closed his eyes merging himself into the song.

He could feel someone had took the empty seat beside him. He didn’t look back but stay still at his seat because he already knew who it was. Eventhough he got earphones in his ears, he still could hear the person beside him mumbled something.

It’s not like it was something new. It had been a few weeks since it happened. The person would sit there beside him, almost everyday talking and mumbling to him about what had happened at the school, sometimes he shared things he likes and dislikes, he talked about his brownish puppy named Maru and about how things going on him the whole day. The person was from the same school as him since both of them were wearing the same school attire.

It’s kind of weird for him at first to be experiencing something like that. It was something new and never happened to him in his whole life. He felt all weird but nevertheless, he still listened.

Now, everything is different. He already knew this guy. He introduced himself as Oh Sehun once but he just replied him back with a smile.

He remembered how Sehun always wondering things about him and asked him never-ending questions.

 “Why are you always smiling?”

“Why you didn’t replied my questions?”

“Am I sounds annoying to you?”

But he had been always replied him only with a smile.

“You know that person, Yixing. I’ve never heard him talk nor making friends.”

“He is very arrogant.”

“I’ve once tried asking him a question but he never replied me back.”

“Who do he think he is?”

“I was kind of pissed off because of him.”

There were so many mouths talking bad about Yixing that made Sehun wants to explode at that time. He got up from his seat, banging his hand on the desk trying to gain attention from others.

“Stop talking bad about him!” he threw a glanced at others, making other students in the class startled with his sudden voice. “H— He is not like that…” with a trembling voice he said.

The one who sat at the very back smirked at him before he spoke, “Why are you being so protective towards him? Do you know him? Have you ever talked to him? If you do, has he ever replied yours?” he shook his head, crossing his arms looking at Sehun.

Sehun turned around to see who was talking. It was Yifan, a very well known guy with his sharp words that always coming from his mouth.

He glared at him, “No.” he paused for a brief moment, “But soon.”

Yifan tsked. He couldn’t believe Sehun just said that. Why is this kid felt so confident with his words. “How much do you wanna bet. 50 bucks? You got 50 bucks if he replied to your words, and I get mine if he didn’t. How was that?” he raised his eyebrows.

Sehun creased his brows, frowning at the sudden bet. “I’m not gonna bet on anything.”

“Oh come on, Oh Sehun. Don’t be like a chicken.”

Sehun clenched his fists, trying to hold his anger. “I said, no.”

“Then you’re such a chicken.”

His brows almost knitted together, “No I’m not.”

“Then accept the bet. As easy as 1 2 3.”

He took a deep breath, and exhaled them. He closes his eyes, thinking about what should he do. “Okay fine.” surprised with his own answer, he let out a sighs.

“That’s the Oh Sehun that I know.” Yifan gave him a wide grin.

Sehun know he accepted the bet not because he really wants the money. The money is not really important to him. He could get 50 bucks with only one snap. It was easy.

But he is doing this because he wants to talk to Yixing. He wants to know how does his voice will sounds like. He had never heard him speak before but that doesn’t mean he is a bad person. He could tell. If not, why Yixing always smile to him whenever he spoke to him. That means he got a tiny bit chance to win this bet, right? Yixing is going to reply him, right?

Not long after that, he saw the figure that he’d been waiting for. He is still like always, walking alone with his earphones stuffed in his ears. He took the back seat beside him and opened his mouth to starts the conversation but nothing comes out. He closes his mouth back, thinking.

What should I say to him?

From where should I start?

He started to talk after a few minutes of thinking. Like always, he would talked about school, how he got punished from his maths teacher for not finishing his homework, about Maru that had pooped on his bed last night, about food in cafeteria that didn’t suits his taste and about all random things he could share.

He took a glanced once in a while at Yixing because he wondered how he would respond to his words. He could see the latter had his eyes closed and he look all soothing.

He nudged Yixing’s elbow, trying to gain attention from him.

The latter opened his eyes, turning his head facing Sehun, giving him a questioning look.

Their eyes met and there was a brief moment of silence. Sehun couldn’t tear his gaze away. He looks so cool with his blonde bangs covered half of his eyes. Those eyes were beautiful. And his lips. The only lips that always drew a smile for him. Only for him, he thought.

He shook his head before he broke the silence, “Am I that annoying?”

Yixing frowned, not understand what was Sehun trying to say.

“Answer me. You were irritated with me, right? That’s why you didn’t want to reply every single question that I asked you before.” still waiting for Yixing to reply him.

Running his hand on his hair, he continued. “Tsk, now look who is talking. I am. Of course you wouldn’t answer me. Because I am that annoying. I irritated you.”

He was so mad at himself. He felt so stupid. He also felt disappointed and frustrated. Disappointed with himself that couldn’t make Yixing respond to him. He thought he was different. He also felt a lilttle bit frustrated with Yixing for not answering him. Is it so hard to give reply even just for a small hum or yes or no?

He’s not gonna wait for Yixing to answer him anymore. With his eyes glued on the floor, “Sorry if I had been bothering you lately. I know you felt annoyed. Sorry.” he grabbed his beg and stood up from his seat. He pressed the bell button not long before the bus stopped.

And with that, he began to walk away.

Yixing had not seen Sehun since that day. There’s no more Sehun who would sit beside him and started to mumble things to him. No more talk about school, about homeworks, about his puppy Maru. No more. And he missed that.

He felt weird and should he say… empty? Something was missing. Something didn’t felt right. Everything felt wrong. He also found himself could rarely smile since that day.

He wants a companion. And he know who suits that well.

Sehun.

He wants Sehun back.

Not until one day, he was on his way back home. The bus stopped at its station. He looked out at the window and found Sehun sitting on a bench looking straight at him. How he had missed that face so much.

Sehun, please get on the bus. I have something to tell you. He wished.

After a brief moments of an eye contact, Sehun blinked at him and looked away.

No.

Not believing his eyes, he got up from his sit as soon as the bus starting to move. He pressed the bell button quick, asking for the bus to stop.

The bus stopped at the sound of the bell rang.

He quickly get off from the bus and rushing towards Sehun when he saw the latter started to walk away. When he gets closer, he grabbed Sehun’s wrist and that makes the latter turned around facing him in a quick speed.

Sehun who was still shocked said, “What are you doing? Get back on the bus! You might missed the trip!” he pointed at the bus before.

Yixing shook his head, hand still gripping on Sehun’s. With his free hand, he opened his backpack and took out a piece of letter  looking neatly folded. He handed it to Sehun, telling him to take it.

Sehun took the letter and unfolded it.

I’m sorry. It’s not like what you’ve been thinking. You’re not annoying. You’d never irritated me. I’m sorry for not answering all your questions. It’s not like I didn’t want to. I really want to reply every single question from you. It’s just that— I couldn’t. Because I’m mute.

And I missed you.

Sehun tried to hold back his tears not wanting Yixing to see him breaking down. He grabbed Yixing’s hand and opened his arms wide, enveloping him in a warm hug. He rested his chin on Yixing’s shoulder and carressed the latter’s head.

He couldn’t hold it anymore. A hot tears rolled down his cheek without him noticed.

Yixing took a step back to look at Sehun, cupping his cheek and wiped the tears away.

Sehun with his eyes closed, slowly opened them up and their gazes met. He lifted his hands from the back of Yixing’s head all the way long to his cheeks.

“I’m so sorry. I felt so stupid for accusing you things that you didn’t even do.” he paused for a moment before he mustered up some courage and said, “And I missed you too.” he caressed his thumbs on the latter’s cheek, their foreheads met and they kissed.

Sehun could feel Yixing smiled in between their kisses.

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A/N : I specially made this a very simple one shot as a gift for Yixing's birthday few days ago. I cried when I read his messages for fans so here I am ended up writing this instead of HIA lol. Hope you guys like it. Tq~ :)