Faded Sun| SunSun

[Chapter 7]

Jay paced around the dorm room, patting their phone in their palm. They'd woken up half an hour ago, to no sign of Jungwon. To make everything worse, the boy hadn't answered any calls, or replied to any messages. He was in such a fragile state right now, Jay was afraid he'd get himself into trouble. 

As the door creaked open, Jay basically threw their phone across the room, rushing over to the missing boy. They immediately pulled Jungwon close to them, feeling so relieved that he had come back. 

"Where the hell were you?" They said, moving back to get a good look at Jungwon. "You didn't answer any of my calls." 

Jungwon blushed a little, feeling bad that he'd made Jay so worried. "I'm sorry, I just went out to get some snacks, and ended up getting dinner with Sunoo and Riki." Taking his phone out of his pocket, Jungwon could see the multitude of missed calls and unseen messages from Jay. "I didn't realize my phone was on silent." 

"I'm just glad you're safe." Holding Jungwon's hand, Jay directed them over to the bed, where they sat side by side. "How were Sunoo and Riki? You didn't get too upset, did you?" 

"No, it was kind of surprising. We didn't really talk about the debut, we just had fun and ate some chicken. I liked seeing them, I think it was good for me." Jungwon replied, resting his head on Jay's shoulder. 

"Well that's good then." 

"Mhm, now can we go back to sleep, I feel really tired."

Stroking their hand through Jungwon's dark locks, Jay looks affectionately at the sleepy boy beside him. "Of course Wonnie." 

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Concretes not really the most comfortable choice of seating, and Riki could attest to that. He'd been sitting on the cold concrete for almost 15 minutes now, waiting for Jake to come pick him up. I mean it was better than getting the bus, and he'd get to spend time with Jake, but Riki wasn't really a patient person. 

Today was the day of the performance, and in a hour, Riki would officially be performing with his debut group for the first time. It had been a really long weekend, plus the tiring practice he had to put in on the two days prior, which were also school days. He was really falling behind in school, and his teachers seemed to hate his 'moody' attitude. They had no compassion for the hard work he was putting in for this debut. Sure, he should be finding a good balance of both, but Riki just wasn't the school type of person. 

As Jake's car pulled up, Riki sprung off the ground, swinging his back pack over his shoulder. He watched Jake getting out of the car, and was about to walk over to him, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. 

"Riki, can I speak to you for a second?" 

Closing his eyes, Riki took a deep breath, slowly turning to the voice. Stood in front of him was his student mentor, the one he absolutely hated. His name was Mr. Kang, but Riki got to call him Yeosang, because it apparently made the bond stronger. 

"What is it? I've kind of got somewhere to be." He groaned, taking a glance back, to see Jake coming over. 

"Oh I just wanted to say that I'll need you to either stay late, or come in early a few days a week, so you can catch up on the work you've missed." As Yeosang finished his sentence Jake had come over, now standing beside Riki. "Is this your older brother Riki? I didn't think you had any family in Seoul." Yeosang commented, smiling brightly at Jake. 

"I guess we are in some way." Jake chuckled, keeping eye contact with Yeosang. "We're not actually related, but he's like my little brother." Jake threw his arm over Riki's shoulder, dragging him close, so he could ruffle his hair. 

Little brother: not what Riki wanted Jake to call him. 

"So how do you know each other?"

"Well he was friends with my ex boyfriends, new boyfriend, it's kind of a long story."

Yeosang laughed, running his hand through his blonde locks. "Sounds complicated."

"It really is." Jake agreed. 

Riki felt like a third wheel, standing awkwardly to the side of these two. They continued chatting for a few minutes, like Riki wasn't even there. Finally having enough of their stupid flirting, Riki grabbed a hold of Jake's hood, tugging him away from Yeosang.

"See you tomorrow Yeosang. Also there's no chance in hell I'm doing over time in this prison!" Riki yelled, not sparing a glance to his mentor. Reaching the car, Riki released Jake, who looked rather confused at the youngers action. "What? We need to go." 

"Alright you little brat, you could have just said that, instead of choking me." Jake giggled, climbing into the drivers seat. He switched the engine on, and checked his mirrors, before driving out of the car park. 

Riki rested his head against the window, going over his dances, for the performances later, in his head.

"You know that Yeosang is really attractive, I might start picking you up every day."

And how was Riki meant to focus on his dancing, when Jake said something like that?

"He may be good looking, but he's evil. You should stay away from him." Riki stated, hearing Jake's laugh fill the car. 

"You're so dramatic." Jake said, shaking his head. "Come on, everyone's been on my back about dating again. Maybe if I dated Yeosang, it would shut them up."

"Or you could date someone who actually cares about you? Instead of searching for attention from some stranger." Riki hissed, crossing his arms over his chest.

Jake felt a bit hurt by Riki's comment, he didn't understand why he had such a problem with him dating. Deciding it wasn't worth the fight, Jake chose to ignore the younger, driving the rest of the way, in silence.