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"Yeri," Younghoon called out as he slid into the empty seat next to the girl, "hi."

Aggressively pausing the video she was watching on her laptop, she turned towards Younghoon and rolled her eyes. "What? What do you want?"

"I just want to talk to you about something."

"I'm assuming it's about Chanhee?"

Younghoon's cheeks heated up upon hearing such an accusation. "Why would you assume it's about Chanhee?" He asked.

"He's all we ever talk about," she said flatly.

A small sigh fell from Younghoon's lips before he muttered, "Ok it is about Chanhee."

"...well are you just going to sit there or actually say something?" She snapped after a few moments of silence passed.

"Give me a second," he grumbled as he internally debated the words he wanted to say. "Don't like be weird about this..." he started reluctantly, causing Yeri to give the boy a confused look, "Is Chanhee dating—or like talking to anybody?"

"No, that boy one hundred percent single," Yeri muttered.

Nodding, Younghoon let out a small hum before nonchalantly saying, "Okay, cool...cool."

"What?"

"What do you mean what?"

"You're acting weird."

"You're acting weird."

A harsh breath fell from Yeri's lips as she tried to talk herself out of kicking Younghoon's chair over. "Is there something else you want to say?" She asked, noticing the way the elder was so intently staring at her.

"Well I..." there was a long pause before the boy shook his head, "I guess not, no."

Sending the boy a gentle smile, Yeri decided to drop the act and be sincere for once in her life. "Y'know you're real easy to read, Younghoon, I know what you want to say."

"Then what is it?" He whispered.

"You like Chanhee."

She watched as the smile on the elder's face faltered ever so subtly before he nodded. "I really like Chanhee," he admitted, "but I feel so stuck."

"Are you going to tell him?" She asked softly.

Laying his head down on the table, Younghoon shrugged. "I tried once already...he just assumed I meant I liked him as a friend. It'll just make things weird if I tell him."

Yeri ran her fingers through her long hair and let out a sigh. "Chanhee is so guarded—it's hard for me to know what he's feeling half the time, but I think he likes you too."

"How do you know?"

"I don't know, I just have a feeling." 

"Do you think I should tell him?"

She shrugged, "it's going to go one way or the other and you know that. I think that there's a higher chance it'll go well...but I never know with him. I can't say he won't freak out."

Squeezing his eyes shut, Younghoon weighed out the two things that could happen. One one hand, he could confess to Chanhee resulting in the younger doing the same thus leading to a happy marriage; however, the other option could end in complete rejection and the end of any relationship they had in the first place. "How can I be sure he likes me?" He asked, a new found urgency rising in his voice.

"I'm not a fucking psychic, Younghoon..." Yeri grumbled. 

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A sigh fell from Chanhee's lips as he looked over and saw Younghoon already staring at him, chin resting on the palm of his hand. He sent the elder a quick smile and muttered, "I wonder why you never know how to do your work."

Lifting his head, Younghoon looked around the room before scoffing, "I was paying attention." He glanced up at the board then down at his blank notebook and quickly filled in the information he had missed.

"Did you need something?" Chanhee asked softly, assuming there was a reason the boy had been staring at him for the past five minutes.

"No..."

Chanhee let out a small hum as he nodded, "okay."

"Actually—do you want to hang out later?"

He smiled at Younghoon's words, "I knew that's what you wanted to ask."

"Is that a yes..?" He asked softly.

Chanhee nodded, "We spend almost every day after school together—when have I ever said no?"

"Can we play basketball again?"

"Absolutely not."

"Please?"

"No." With another dramatic sigh, Chanhee said, "Fine. We always do what I want—so we can do what you want. Just this once."

A grin spread across Younghoon's face as he tired to hide just how excited he was. "Thank you," he whispered happily.

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"Do you just never miss!?" Chanhee yelled in frustration as Younghoon easily shot the ball from the half court line. Instead of teaching him any more techniques about the sport, Younghoon decided he wanted to actually play.

Most of the game consisted of Younghoon showing off his skills and Chanhee running back a forth across the gym, unable to get the ball. 

A sheepish smile rested on Younghoon's lips as he finally handed Chanhee the ball. "You try it," he said softly.

"I won't be able to make it."

"I think you can," the elder reassured. He watched as Chanhee raised the ball in the air, noticing the unsure look on his face. Walking up behind the boy, Younghoon placed his hands over Chanhee's and moved them to where they needed to be.

A familiar feeling washed over Chanhee as he found himself in the same position the first time he let Younghoon teach him basketball. He let out a shaky breath as the elders hands trailed down his arms and down his back until they rested gently on his waist.

"There you go."

The ball slipped out of Chanhee's fingers when he felt Younghoon's breath ghosting over his ear. He turned his head and saw the elder merely inches away. A few silent moments passed as the two just looked at each other.

Chanhee slowly let himself fall backwards, shifting his weight onto Younghoon's body. He glanced at the elder's lips before leaning up to connect their lips in a soft kiss. 

Chanhee's eyes widened as he pulled away, "listen, I—"

Not giving the boy a chance to say what he wanted to, Younghoon captured the boys lips in another kiss. Their lips moved together sloppily as Younghoon tried to express months of emotion in just one kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly around the younger's stomach as they continued, scared he might just disappear. 

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