"I'm not gonna lie this is weird as fuck." Zihao grimaced, long jaw clenching in discomfort.
Damn he's hot, and I'm just the narrator!
Hey who ever said the narrator can't enjoy the beauty of characters? Y'all get to! Anyways sorry.
MingRui nodded in agreement, slipping out of his boyfriend's arms and pressing his face against the window.
"ZeYu! I want to go inside." He expressed.
ZeYu's eyes widened as he quickly opened the shop door for the smaller, the rest of the boys following the shorter leader. "Thank you baby." MingRui whispered back.
"Hello! Welcome to Tick's Antiques how can I help you?" The blonde says cheerfully, breath still a bit uneven.
"Where's Xinlong?" Hanyu questioned, the hoy seeming to have disappeared between the few seconds they weren't looking.
"Oh Uh-" the owner hummed
"He's in the back."
Hanyu nodded slowly.
"We need you to tell us something." MingRui began, pulling out his letter from his coat pocket.
"Are you the only 1262 in town?" It seemed like a silly question but Rui was desperate for sureness.
Chan looked between the gaggle of teenagers that just entered his shop.
"Yes I believe so," he chuckled.
"Good, now do you know Thilla Martin?" He shot straight to the point. MingRui was sick of waiting for answers.
"Oh- I heard she passed-"
"What do you you guys want?" Xinlong emerged from under the work bench Chan had been sitting behind.
"Oh hi!" ZeYu smiled.
"Hi." Xinlong said skeptically.
"The letter Tills wrote me, she said she left something for me at 1262. And you're the only 1262 I'm town!" MingRui explained loudly, just wanting the answers.
"I'm sorry but I don't know what-" the eldest began before Xinlong shhed him.
"The kitty clock." He said.
"Hm?"
"Get the kitty clock baby." Xinlong said, leaving all the others confused.
Chan nodded and went into the back room, body disappearing behind the green curtain.
"So, you live with him?" Zihao asked.
Xinlong nodded slowly.
"Are you dating?" Hanyu's asked, a bit of disbelief behind his voice.
"Yup." Xinlong admitted, hoping their pea brains could keep that much information a secret.
"Here sweetheart." Chan handed his lover the small clock and he quickly tore the back off of it, revealing the questionable contents that they had found the night before.
The locket, lip gloss, condom, and the gum wrapper.
The boys stared back at the items, not completely sure what to do with the findings.
"Well, I actually gave Tills that locket." Hanyu expressed as he picked it up and examined it, a sad expression on his face. He had left it in her locker on Valentine's Day last year.
"And that's her favorite lip gloss." Zihao hummed quietly, picking up the pan and admiring the glittering pink product. He could remember exactly how it tastes and how smooth it was on her lips.
MingRui picked up the neatly folded gum wrapper, heart swelling as he recognized the origin of the small paper.
"I asked her to help me snag ZeYu on this gum wrapper." MingRui laughed with a hint of sadness as he read over the barely-there pencil marks.
They all gripped their items with loving memories as Xinlong stared straight down at the foil package.
"I guess the condom is for me but I don't want it." He chuckled nervously, hand rubbing the back of his neck.
With a little hesitation and a bit of peer pressure Xinlong picked up the item and strangely enough, he felt a little better.
Who knows, maybe he'll sleep better now that he had Tills last explicit gift.
"Well now that we have our little trinkets, what next?" Hanyu asked, still running fingers over the golden detail of the necklace.
The boys all looked at him with a hit of confusion.
"I don't know." ZeYu shrugged.
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