Mashed Potato Was On The Menu, But There Might Be Something Else

“It’s him!” Baekhyun spat and stood up from his desk once Zitao had stepped into the room. 

Zitao rose a brow at the student, he assumed he was the new one that he had on his register today…

He felt his chest squeeze a little when he saw Sehun sat with someone. Part of him was happy that someone was being friendly with him, but the other part couldn’t help but feel jealous.

The English teacher frowned for a moment as he recognised the male. He looked at his register again, Baekhyun was on there and that name was not there the day before. The employee at the cafe was named Baekhyun, he remembered the name on that badge as if his life depended on it so he could complain later on…

Zitao wanted to turn around and smack his head into the wall when the male got up out of his seat where Sehun was and took off his sunglasses.

The English teacher watched as Sehun yanked Baekhyun backward with all of his strength and guided him out of the classroom.

“I’ll be back in a moment. Please do the register for me, someone.” The dark haired male said to his class who were gawking and wondering what the heck was going on.

Zitao shut the door behind him and headed round the corner.

Baekhyun was holding his throat as if Sehun had grabbed there and strangled him.

“What’s wrong with you?” The male hissed and Sehun bowed his head in apology.

Mr. Huang sighed and the blond swallowed nervously when Baekhyun’s lips curled upwards.

“Oh. I see.” He suddenly said and looked between the two who looked like they’d just seen a ghost with how frightened they look.

“Baekhyun.”

Mr. Huang began and the student smirked and placed a finger to the teacher’s lips, “Listen… Um,”

“Huang Zitao,”

Zitao said introducing himself, stretching out a hand.

Baekhyun looked down at the hand and ignored the gesture.

“Ah, thank you. Listen, Mr. Huang,” he turned to Sehun, whose face looked so adorable he almost smiled but he resumed his seriousness once more.

“As long as I don’t hear or see anything I never saw you two that day and I’ll have no idea of what you’re referring to if questioned.”

“R-Really?” Zitao dared to ask and glanced to Sehun with a worried smile.

Baekhyun nodded and stretched out his arms, wrapping them both around the two males, “Why should I ruin something that will ruin itself?”

“Baekhyun!” Sehun squeaked, pulling himself away from the other student and clenching his fists.

“THE CUTE ONE IS ANGRY!”

“What do you mean by that?” Mr. Huang asked, ignoring the others comment and referred to the previous one.

Baekhyun hummed, “Hm, in short, I’ll say nothing because I’m not the type of person to ruin the life of the cute one.”

“So ruining Zitao’s is fine?” Sehun began to seethe in annoyance and Zitao blinked at him in a moment of surprise.

Baekhyun snorted, “Trust me a school environment is not a place for secrets to be kept. It always gets out some way or another. I won’t ruin his either, pipe down blondie.” Baekhyun announced and itched his ashy-brown locks that sat on top of his head.

“Not sure which nickname I like best…” The new student began mumbling the two nicknames to see which felt right.
 

Sehun and Zitao relaxed and both smiled at one another.

Baekhyun grinned.

“Shall we go back to the classroom?” Mr. Huang said and Sehun agreed.

Baekhyun his heels and headed back first to make his returning entrance. 

Sehun sighed and awkwardly fidgeted with his glasses.

“You first,” Mr. Huang politely gestured and his student smiled and stepped forward.

“Thank you,” Sehun said quietly as he walked.

Zitao leaned down behind Sehun as he walked so that his lips met his ear, “I like it when you say my name without the embarrassment, it makes our feelings seem more real than a week ago.” 

Sehun’s entire being stood on a pin point as electricity ran through him causing him to stagger into the classroom. Zitao smiled behind him in apology and entered the room.

“Has the register been done?” He questioned and looked at the entirety of his class sternly, resuming his role as their teacher.

“So, is he always so… Weird?” Baekhyun asked Sehun as they left the classroom last. Mr. Huang had wished them a nice lunch.

“Weird?” The blond questioned, not really sure of what the other was referring to.

“That weird look he gives you, has he always done that? Is that just how he is?”

“Gives me? He looks at everyone like that… Right?” The fan fiction writer said waving his hand awkwardly, dismissing Baekhyun’s accusation.

“No, there’s something different when he looks at you, Sehun.”

Sehun felt his cheeks igniting instantly. “O-Oh…”

“So… You’re telling me you never noticed before?-”

“Kim Jongin!”

A squeal echoed through the hall interrupting Baekhyun and Sehun’s conversation.

A flash of a person zoomed past the two students as they saw a shorter slow down at Mr. Huang’s classroom that was once in pursuit of the flash by the looks of it.

“Sehun.” Mr. Do said and the blond cringed down as the food teacher practically slammed a hand onto his shoulder.

“Mr. Do!” Sehun squeaked and Baekhyun stared at the shorter male and his jaw dropped to the floor.

“He’s a teacher!?”

Sehun glanced to Baekhyun in disbelief.

Oh… Wait… He’d only transferred today.

Ignoring the other student, Do Kyungsoo sighed as air puffed out of his lungs.

Sehun felt his heart pounding in his chest. He had left the classroom yesterday…

“Are you alright?” The short teacher asked and his large eyes were bulging slightly in worry.

The blond swallowed… He just wanted to know if he was alright?

Suddenly Mr. Huang Zitao was at his classroom door where the three were and poked his head out.

“Everything alright?” He asked and rose a brow at Kyungsoo and Baekhyun. He then turned to Sehun who looked like he’d failed an assignment. At least Zitao knew that’s what he himself would look like when he failed.

Kyungsoo smiled, “It’s fine ‘Tao, I’m just checking on Sehun. He left my class yesterday and I was worried as he hadn’t been in a few classes prior.”

“Yesterday…” Zitao mumbled and then felt a blush creeping on his cheeks as he recalled that he had chased Sehun yesterday around that time. He sighed and turned around swiftly, “Well… I’ll leave you to it.” 

Sehun’s mouth hung open at the abandonment of his English teacher, and when Mr. Do turned back to him he quickly shut it.

“I-I’m alright, Mr. Do!” he assured, trying not to tremble from the teacher's death grip.

Baekhyun was covering his mouth the entire time trying not to explode in laughter at the whole ordeal.

Mr. Do Kyungsoo released Sehun’s shoulder and sighed, “I was really worried! Tao- I mean Mr. Huang was worried too you know!” Kyungsoo said with a small whine of relief that the student was ok.

“Oh, I bet he was!” Baekhyun boomed and began laughing hysterically.

Sehun gasped and covered Baekhyun's mouth whilst holding the other securely. 
 

Kyungsoo tilted his head in slight confusion and the quiet blond dragged the other boy away. As he watched them go, he placed a hand on his hip and turned to look into the classroom he was stood outside of. Zitao was eating his home made meal of pasta as usual.

He gave a small hearty laugh and quickly headed off to staff room to get his lunch and came back to keep the other company. 

During lunch, Sehun helped Baekhyun pick out the school lunch and sat at a table with him. 
 

“You’ll draw attention to yourself sitting with me,” Baekhyun announced whilst slowly inspecting the food on his tray.

Sehun felt his chest tighten and his expression dropped into a sad one. “Well… You’re practically my only friend.” Sehun confessed and then regretted saying anything as Baekhyun bit his lip and wiped a tear from under his sunglasses.

“You’re so adorable and you have no friends? What!” The popular student squeaked and then poked at his slab of meat. His eyes widened under his sunglasses as he swore he saw it move. He shoved it towards Sehun and swallowed harshly.

“I don’t…” Sehun murmured in reply as he stared at the second tray he had just gained.

Baekhyun grabbed his backpack, fetched out some money and headed towards the serving station.

Sehun winced down as he watched Baekhyun get slapped.

“Those were designer sunglasses I hope you’re aware!” Sehun heard the brown haired student yell and came back to his seat in a huff and took out a homemade sandwich.

“You had a sandwich… the whole… time?” Baekhyun made an ‘mhm’ noise muffled by his munching of his food.

Sehun smiled a little as Baekhyun without sunglasses made him look just like he had at the cafe… A normal person.

“I only told them to find some better food for the menu and gave them money to the cause.”

Sehun grinned and let out a small chuckle. “Baekhyun you can’t do that!” the blond beamed with a smile and Baekhyun chuckled back… Sehun looked down and felt awkward again.

“I know. But you’re happier now. As far as friends go, I’d say I’m the best you’ll have. I just risked my sunglasses for you.”

Sehun looked up from his food. “Baekhyun…”

“I also know your secret so you have no choice.” the wannabe-celeb announced and smirked. Sehun just sighed, with no way to fully understand this male.

A few minutes later Sehun’s ‘friend’ who he’d every now and then eat lunch with appeared and tilted his head. “Friends with the popular one, eh?” he said sourly.

Sehun looked up and blinked in disbelief. The ‘friend’ grabbed one of the trays and tipped it over onto the table.

Food splattered to the floor and ran down the plastic surface.

“What is wrong with you? Why are you tipping food over?!” Sehun questioned confused and stood up, trying to find out why the male was so annoyed.

The male snarled and he then picked up the food tray from under the blond and tipped the contents over Sehun. The blond’s eyes shut and he bent his head down.

“What’s wrong with me? Heh… You’re the one who caused me problems! How does it feel to get what you give out?” they barked aggressively, blaming Sehun for some unknown event.
 

Instantly the half of the food hall on the side of Sehun and Baekhyun went silent.

Everyone knew Sehun was picked on verbally but not physically. 
 

Baekhyun rolled his eyes and stood up out of his seat as people began gasping and whispering. “Do you mind?” Baekhyun spat and began to stretch his arms.

“What the hell do you want?” the male snarled and Baekhyun grabbed him and flipped him over onto the table.

“Leave Sehun alone. Bullying him for no reason? Why? Because he isn’t paying attention to you? You’re a joke!”

Sehun’s eyes widened at Baekhyun’s actions and he picked his head up as food sloshed and dropped from his being.

The male’s eyes widened and he looked at Baekhyun and began to cry out for help.
 

Suddenly, teachers and other members of staff on duty during lunch ran into the hall. “You three, out here, now!” a male teacher yelled and they all had no choice but to obey. Sehun sludged out of the hall, food dropping behind him and Baekhyun followed along with the other male.
 

The teacher who shouted was tapping their foot in frustration. They placed a hand on their hip and tutted when another teacher informed him that the nurse wasn’t in for the rest of today. 

Sehun wiped his eyes that were filling with tears as he saw his English teacher along with the other teachers and staff that had come to see what was happening. 

“Who should sort him out…” The teacher from before questioned as they stared at Sehun. It seemed the teacher practically Eenie-Meenie-Miney-Mo'ed his choice from the selection of teachers and he stopped on one Sehun was partially thankful to have been landed with.

“Zitao can you clean up Sehun? The nurse is off duty for the rest of the afternoon.”

“Yes, Mr. Kim,” Zitao said and quickly bowed before guiding Sehun away with him.

“What about me!” the male student butted in and earned a scolding shout from the other male. 
 

Baekhyun grinned, “Jeez. Where’d you get those lungs? You should become a singer!” 
 

The teacher was taken aback by Baekhyun’s comment and gave a small awkward smile.

“Well, whilst I was at university someone said the same thing to me! ‘Kim Jongdae, your lungs are so huge you should use them to sing!’ … Actually, Since I was younger, I’ve always wanted to sing-”

“Ahem… Jongdae, the situation.” Mr. Do said cautiously to snap the other teacher out of his flashbacks of his life and turned back to see Sehun and Zitao still slowly walking towards the infirmary. 
 

“Ah, yes.” Mr. Kim Jongdae collected himself again and turned to the male who was also covered in food. “Eugh.”

Baekhyun grinned, “May I tell my side of the story?”

Sehun felt himself shudder at the feeling of the food drying or going cold on his skin. He felt sick that the mashed potato that had accompanied the set meal was mashed into his hair, and that Zitao was having to clean it up just made it worse.

Of course, Sehun was adamant on cleaning it himself, but the English teacher seemed to need to do it to stop himself going back and ripping into the male.

He was sat on a stool in the infirmary as Zitao sat on one opposite him with a cloth and a bucket.

“Does he have a problem with you? I joked about that Kim Jongin, but if someone is really making it hard for you then-”

Sehun stepped in before the taller dark haired male that was picking bits of food from his hair could delve into a full blown rage revenge session.
 

“Zitao… I… He just did it out of nowhere. We use to be, well, some kind of friends. I think he was… Jealous of Baekhyun. I had no friends except him and he left so I think he got annoyed that he was replaced.” 
 

Zitao smiled at Sehun saying his name again and shook his head, ridding his body of the butterflies and clouds that began swirling around, focusing on the important issue.

“I see. I understand him slightly on the jealous part.” 
 

Sehun’s face turned a shade pink. “Oh…” Sehun mumbled.

Zitao grinned, “Don’t worry! It’s not a lot. It just means I have to share you… Although, I thought of you to at least have a few friends.”

“I wish I did.”

“Hopefully, with Baekhyun around you’ll get some more, hey?” The English teacher said positively and gently the blond's cheek. Sehun’s breath hitched for a moment and then he laughed as he made eye contact and then looked down.

“Sorry. I wasn’t expecting it.” He reasoned, feeling extremely embarrassed and stupid at reacting how he did.

The teacher laughed too and grabbed Sehun’s hand and placed it on his own cheek. “It’s okay. It makes me nervous too,” Zitao confessed and placed his palm over Sehun’s that was still on his face and leaned into it.

Sehun swallowed violently and painfully as if a rock was in this throat. He could feel how warm the other was... 

Zitao squinted for a moment in surprise as Sehun just stared at him, looking flushed. He peeled a few bits of vegetables out of the blond hair in front of him and looked down, meeting eyes with Sehun again.

The younger didn’t look away but leaned closer.

Zitao’s eyes widened as Sehun stood up, the stool he was sat on hit the floor as he pushed his face closer to the teacher’s own.

A/N: ... lol... CLIFFHANGER!

Sorry if there's any spelling mistakes or such! I was in such a rush to get this out for you guys! Hope you enjoy! ^^;