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THIRTEEN-

"1262"

"1262"

"1262"

"1262...Damn it babe we've been all over town and we haven't seen one 1262!" ZeYu grumbled as he carried the smaller on his back. He didn't want Rui's feet to hurt so he had let him jump on his back a little while ago.

"Well there has to be at least one! Tills wouldn't have sent me on some wild goose chase!" Rui yelled into ZeYu shoulder, muffling the sound.

"Well maybe it's not an address baby, maybe it's a phone number or a distance or something else."

"No, no I really believe it's an address." MingRui stiffed, holding tighter to his boyfriend's body.

"Ugh fine!"

The two continued on their journey around the moderately sized town, checking mailboxes and store windows.

"Hey! Hey Hanyu!" ZeYu yelled out as the older boy came into view.

Hanyu had not planned on seeing anyone he knew today, much less the sex addicts from a couple grades below him.

He was clad in a pair of grey sweatpants and a big t-shirt he had found in a tree down by the creek just outside town. It was blue and it wasn't torn or anything, but he also found a bra next to it so he debated weather or not to take it, but he took it anyway.

"Hey." He waved shyly.

"We need your help!" MingRui said as he pouted, cheek squishing against Zeyu's shoulder.

Hanyu would think that they'd be disgusted with him after hearing what Tills had written about him. How she wanted to kiss him and sleep with him if she ever had the time.

But no, they couldn't care less about what she wrote about Jia Hanyu. They just wanted his help to find the damned 1262!

"Oh, 1262? Hmmm? The 12's are up in the square." Hanyu smiles slightly, hoping he can walk away after this little encounter.

"Great! Come with us!" MingRui grabbed onto Hanyu's arm and dragged him along with them.

Zihao walked out of the small cafe, head down as he counted the amount of butter packets he had unconsciously swiped from the tables.

"Zihao!" ZeYu called out, Hanyu still attached to their little parade.

"Hi." He said a little surprised, the party of three in front of him so suddenly.

"We're going on an adventure! Do you want to come?" MingRui gave Zihao his best toothy smile, one that only the disgustingly evil could deny.

"Oh, Uh, sure." He agreed, pressured by the adorable boy on Zeyu's back.

"Yay." Hanyu expresses in a dim type way, his emotions suppressed by the current situation.

"What are we doing?" Zihao questions.

"We're looking for-fuck- Rui baby can I put you down for a second?" ZeYu shimmied the boy off of his back and lifted the boy back up like a princess.

"Here take this for me for a second." He handed Rui off to Hanyu.

"Hi." Rui said awkwardly as Hanyu held him, very confused and rightfully so.

ZeYu stretched his back and took a deep breath.

"Alright, give him back." ZeYu took MingRui back into a princess carry before kissing his forehead.

"I can walk you know?" Rui huffed, but made no moves to get down.

"So as weird as that was- what are we doing?" Zihao asked again.

"We're looking for 1262." Hanyu answered.

Zihao nodded and looked back down at his butter packets, hopping they didn't melt in his pocket.

The foursome walked up and down the sidewalks of the square, people giving them questionable looks.

"C'mon guys I'm tired, let's sit down for a little bit." Hanyu sighed yawned. The poor boy had been up since 2 this morning. There wasn't any reason, he just couldn't sleep.

He had been on an early morning walk just to clear his head for almost four hours before he ran into the two weirdos and ended up running  around town square.

"Okay fine, my feet hurt anyway." ZeYu said softly as he set the smaller on his lap.

"Are you always this spoiled?" Zihao asked, hand tugging on a strand of MingRui's hair.

"Ow!" He cried out.

"Watch your fucking hands!" ZeYu growled, switching his boyfriend from one knee to the other.

"Sorry!" Zihao held his hands up in defense.

"And yes, he is always this spoiled."

"Guys," MingRui interjected, catching everyone's attention.

"What is it baby?"

"There's two weirdos making out in that shop over there." He laughed, getting closer to the shop's window.

The gaggle of boys got closer, something familiar about one of the boys in the shop.

The red hair and string jaw. Only he was perched on the blonde.

"Xinlong?" Hanyu said questioningly.

They all watched in awe, not believing that this was the same Xinlong as in Tills diary.

They could all barely tear their eyes away.

"Guys..." ZeYu whispered.

"What?" They uttered, not looking away.

"Look," he pointed towards the mailbox, eyes widening.

"1262." They said in unison.

"I'm not going to lie this is weird as fuck."