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"Who the hell is blowing up your phone?!"
"its my mom" Chanhee sighed before stuffing his overheating phone in the pocket of his baggy sweatpants. The weather was pretty decent. It fell more towards the cold side, but yet, how could that stop someone from getting ice cream? or maybe it was just that chanhee wanted to see the look on younghoon's face once him and hyunjoon would walk in.
Yes he's using hyunjoon as bait, but that won't hurt him will it? His fingers wrap themselves around the cold- sliver handle of the ice cream parlors door. The instant cold breeze brushed on his face from the freezer in which the different varieties of ice cream's were stored. many many different flavors, but chanhee chose to be basic.
"vanilla"
"basic"
"shut up" Chanhee hissed at him, taking out a ten dollar bill as well as a couple of dollars to place in the fogged up 'tips' jar with the sticky note slowly pealing off of the glass. " ew, ew ,ew- Chanhee I touched gum under the counter oh my gosh I'm dying-" Hyunjoon cried, cringing at the feeling of the dried clumped ball he had dared to touch on accident.
holding his palms out, Chanhee placed the sanitizing substance on hyunjoon's hands as he hissed from a cut he had just now realized he had.
"Chanhee?" A voice said behind him, almost feeling his hot breath on the back of his neck. He bit his bottom pink rosed lip, trying not to crack a small smile. "Oh, hey Younghoon" his tone was bittersweet while holding his slowly melting ice cream cone in his hand, feeling it freeze up his now red fingers.
"hm, who's this?" The taller asked with his eye brow arched in question, Lucas and dongju beside him almost as confused as Hyunjoon who was simply just observing while taking licks of his dripping ice cream, a napkin wrapped around the cone so none of the melting parts would make his hands sticky.
"Oh him? he's Hyunjoon" the poor boy gulped, slightly intimidated with how Younghoon would send a flare stare at him. Chanhee grabbed the hem of hyunjoon's jacket, pulling him closer to his side where their shoulders were now up right close instead of them brushing on each other.
"I'm not going to ask if he's your boyfriend because I know he isn't"
"and why is that?"
" Because I know the guy he is dating" Younghoon smiled, crossing his arms. he had to be honest, he was jealous. But not as much as before until he took a close look at the guys face.
"what- guy? I thought you were straight? no wonder Hyunjae said his gaydar was ringing once walking past you- but anyways, thats besides the point. We're leaving." Chanhee shakes off his mind who was elsewhere, wanting to leave before Younghoon would rise anymore suspecions .
But before he could take a step to the other tile of the checkered flooring, he felt a hand tightening onto his wrist. "this isn't about your cousin, right?..." He asked, loosing his grip on Chanhee, scared that he was harming the boy in any way.
