shy boy | changjin

°• quince •°

After what felt like ages, Hyunjin finally got cleaned the floor and got rid of his wet socks. He took the glasses and directed his steps upstairs.

As he was reaching the top of the stairs, he heard playful barks and closing in footsteps. In the blink of an eye, Changbin crashed into him and they both rolled down the stairs.

Hyunjin groaned and opened his eyes. He was wet again: the glasses were still in his hands but now empty.

He looked down and his eyes widened. The blond boy was laying underneath his squeezing his eyes shut and holding onto his soaked T-shirt for dear life.

"Binnie?"

"H-hyunjin,"

"Are you okay?"

"Hurts," the boy whined hiding his flushed face behind his clenched hands.

"Did you hurt your back?"

"Hmm," Changbin hummed in response. It was so embarrassing.

Hyunjin squatted by his side and outstretched his hand. "Let me help you stand up. You are soaking wet."

Hesitantly, Changbin took his hand and let him help him pick himself up. To his surprise, Hyunjin sneaked one hand underneath his knees and one around his waist and lifted him up in a bridal style.

"What are y-you doing?" he stammered, eyes wide and cheeks red as cherries.

"I would take you to my room but the stairs are wet so I'll put you on the sofa in the living room instead," Hyunjin partially dodged the question walking with the smaller boy in his arms.

"It's okay," the boy tried to protest but the taller had already put him down on the sofa.

Changbin's breath hitched. He was close. Really close. The boy was sure Hyunjin could hear his pounding heart.

"Can you let go of me?" amused, Hyunjin chuckled.

Changbin scanned his hands in panic and let go of his neck immediately. When did he even wrap them around his neck? How embarrassing!

"We can continue once I bring you some dry clothes and change mine myself. I also need to clean the water before one of us breaks something for real," the brunet winked at him and left the living room.

"C-continue what?"

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Changbin whimpered softly as he adjusted his backpack. His back was killing him. Suddenly, he felt an arm sneak around his waist.

"Hyun- ah hyung!" the boy scolded meeting the older's playful gaze.

"Hi Binnie," Minho chuckled and retrieved his hand.

"Don't do," the boy gestured vaguely, "that." He pouted his plump lips trying to show Minho how angry he was with him. "What if Hyunjin sees us and misunderstands the situation?"

The older rolled his eyes playfully. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry."

Changbin sighed. He knew the older would tease him anyway.

They both walked in a brief silence until the brunet noticed the younger's expression.

"What's up with that grimace? Did Hyunjin go too hard on you yesterday?"

Changbin peeked at the smirking boy.

"What do you m-mean?"

"You are limping. Did you two do it?"  the older wiggled his eyebrows mischievously.

Changbin blinked. "Do what?"

"Have se- oh what the fuck?" the older cursed as something hit his head really hard.

Walking over to the two, the blue-haired boy smiled almost apologetically and shrugged.

"Oops, sorry hyung. I was trying to throw the ball back to the football team," he said innocently.

Changbin saw his friend and a wide smile spread on his lips. He didn't have the chance to talk with him the day before.

"Sungie!" he greeted with a hug.

"Hi, Bin," Jisung smiled and hugged him back. Minho huffed.

"Excuse me I am still here and my head hurts. Can you focus on me?" he demanded.

"Yeah yeah," the youngest ignored him and began, "So, about yesterday..."

Changbin shook his head.

"It's okay, Hyunjin told me everything," he assured.

"Guys, I think I'm gonna-"

"Oh my god, Minho hyung!" they both panicked as the older swayed and passed out.

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Hi, hello! 🤍

It's been a long time coming but we're here now~ (if you know the reference you get a kiss from me 😽)

A short chapter, sorry. I hope you like it nevertheless.

Have a lovely day/night. 🍒