Tick Tock, But On A Bomb

Lighting the Match

DISCLAIMER! This chapter contains attempted sexual assault. If you are not okay with this topic, I'd advised you to read until the separation mark, or click off this chapter at all. I felt this chapter was kind of necessary with what's happening in my country right now, but as someone that wasn't assaulted, I do not know how this would happen or the healing process after. If you feel uncomfortable PLEASE comment and I will delete the part and replace it later on.

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One hour and fifteen minutes later, Pang and Wave were dressed up for the performance. Wave was wearing a dark purple suit with white butterflies in the coat. He had matching butterfly earrings on, with a watch he built on his right wrist. Wave was standing in front of the mirror, struggling to put his tie on, until two hands weighed on his shoulders.

"Do you need help with that?" Pang teased, looking amused at seeing his boyfriend struggle with the tie.

"No!" Wave said quickly, he continued to fight with the tie for another 30 seconds before he let go of the tie and groaned in frustration. Pang turned Wave to face him before taking the tie in his hands, undoing the knots Wave somehow made.

"If you wanted help you could've said so Wave, you know that right?" Pang asked, a little concerned. Pang knew Wave is stubborn like himself-many even more so-but he doesn't like seeing Wave struggle by himself, thinking that he has no one to turn to.

"I know...but I was embarrassed that I didn't know how to tie a tie." Wave whispered under his breath, with an angry pout on his face. Pang chuckled as he finished undoing all the knots and put the tie over Wave's head. While Pang was tying the tie, Wave took the moment to admire Pang's outfit. He had a maroon suit on with a black tie as well. His white undershirt was cuffed, and his left wrist had the same watch Wave had, a gift from him on their month anniversary. His hair was straightened, with a side part on the right. He had black stud earrings on, and he was wearing his glasses.

All and all, Pang looked good.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Pang jokes, when he caught Wave staring at him for a long time. Wave's ear tips became red as he looked away, clearly embarrassed from getting caught. A moment later, Pang finished tying the tie and placed it inside Wave's suit. He played with Wave's hair for a bit before patting his shoulders.

"You look beautiful." Pang spoke, his eyes filled with full admiration, making Wave almost melt on the spot. He coughed and stared at him with an emotionless face.

"I always do stupid." Wave replied, walking away from Pang and grabbing his phone and the dorm keys from his bed. "C'mon, if we leave now, we can meet up with everyone else."

"Always playing hard-to-get, even when we're together, huh?" Pang asked, laughing when he saw Wave give him a glare. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand and left the dorm room, Wave in trail behind him. When they arrived at the Gifted Classroom, everyone else was there but Claire and Punn, who were performing in the musical.

"This isn't a photoshoot guys, it's a play, no need to look that fancy." Mon jokes, when they entered the classroom.

"When the news reporter and her gang find out that all the Gifted Students are attending the performance, they're going to take pictures of us left and right, and I want to look like I own more clothing than my school uniform thank you very much," Pang retorted, giving Mon a playful look. "Also, if Claire finds any of us looking any less than fancy, then we're screwed."

"You got that right." Korn spoke, looking up from his phone for once. "Is everyone here?"

"Looks like it." Mr. Pom spoke, counting the heads in the classroom and checking off the names. "Alright, everyone let's go."