Ballet Steps [ RenHyuck/HyuckRen ]✓ NCT

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A/N: Happy Birthday!!! Hemulizz

May your sweet sixteen be filled with many thrills and crazy memories! Have a joyous birthday! Sending all my love, blessings, and best wishes to one of the sweetest girls I've ever known. I've never felt you as someone younger than me. You're like a same-age companion. May God bless you! Here's the gift I promised you :) 

-Hashi (19/06/2022)

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Hi! So, I'm going to start another RenHyuck fic. Even though I was running out of time because of schoolwork, I couldn't break my promise to one of my besties. This time there will be an age gap between Hyuck and Renjun. Donghyuck is younger than Renjun here. Of course, he's still the dom. *winks* Happy Reading!!

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The cars rumbled past, along the rough cobbled streets that stretched past the point an eye could see. The clicking of the heels in a hurried rhythmic pattern was enough to disturb the sleep of anyone nearby. The chirping songs of birds and the rustling of the wind against the newly budded leaves went unnoticed by those who didn't have the time to hear. Being overwhelmed with the usual loneliness, Donghyuck barely noticed the unlevel sidewalk ahead. He took a moment to recover from the stumble, his eyes glancing around to the street he had walked on for years.

To the right, a large pastel awning was shading the front of a shop from the sun's rays, which barely made it over the horizon. The candy & chocolate store, at first glance, was identical to many others along the street. It had a broad glass window, taking up most of the front and a hanging sign protruding above, swaying gently with the rhythm of the breeze. He was used to wandering around the streets since he was a 10-year-old. 

He walked up to the store."You came today too?" He looked at the man who had just come outside, opening the door violently. "Do you think this is a place where beggars like you can have free chocolates every day? Leave, dipshit! Don't you have parents to give you money?" Donghyuck just looked at the floor, ignoring the gaze of the fuming owner of the shop. Maybe today wasn't his lucky day. There were times he had gotten free candies from kind-hearted workers of the shop. He stared at the chocolate aisle from the window before taking a step forward to go to wherever his feet would take him. He was 17, but he was addicted to candies and sweets more than the kids who were younger than him.

"Have a nice day, sir! We are so lucky that someone like you visited our store!" Donghyuck heard the man greeting one of the customers. He stopped in his track and turned his body around to steal a glance. The customer was a pretty-looking young man, whom he guessed must be in his early 20s. He was wearing nice clothes, and he had a beautiful smile. To Donghyuck's bewilderment, the young man approached him. He gave a confused look as the customer stood in front of him.