timing | renhyuck

three

"what the...why are you smiling like that?" renjuns mom asked as she judged her son, smiling at his phone like an insane person.

"i'm not smiling?"

"who are you texting?"

"i'm not texting"

"yes you are"

"i'm not"

"don't lie to your mother"

renjun grumbled and showed her his phone, "who names their children underscores and periods?" "ma!"

renjuns mom chuckled and tickled renjun, "renjun..." mama huang smiled, "i won't be here for a week" renjun gasped at that, what does she mean?

"you're dying?!?!? ow!" renjun hissed when his mom smacked his arm, "crazy kid! no! he offered me a solo vacation for a few weeks, but i told him i could only have a week since i can't just leave you alone"

"ma...you're really replacing dad?" renjun sighed and looked down

"don't be like that renjun, i'm not replacing your dad...sometimes we just have to change stuff, you know? like that pink hair of yours" mama huang chuckled and ran a hand through renjuns hair,

"whats wrong with my pink hair?"

"theres nothing wrong with it, your hair is getting longer and you'll look like strawberry shortcake in a while" mama huang joked.

renjun hummed, changing his hair color won't be bad, but he would really miss having pink hair, "what should i change it into?"

"well..."

--

renjun walked down the schools hallway with his new hair color, or, colors, he thought he looked like a skunk but he convinced himself that hes too handsome to get mistaken as one.

even though the bleaching hurt like hell, he was still proud of himself for looking good in it, it just made him feel a lot more confident

he received some stares though, but he could survive them until lunch.

"shh..."

"i can't—mm—" renjun stopped in his tracks, what the fuck was that?...

"je—ah.."

"i told you to be quiet.." jaemin and jeno?

renjun ran away, completely traumatized by what he just heard, he may have heard stuff like this before but hearing your friends do it?? hell no.

--

"why do you look so scared?" jisung looked at renjun weirdly, the boy hadn't been moving ever since he sat there looking like he just saw four people kill each other.

no blinking, no moving, no talking, just staring at nothing

"hey" jaemin smiled, sitting down in front of renjun who could be mistaken as a statue right now

"is he okay?" jaemin looked at renjun with the same look jisung had, "oh my god.." jeno gasped quietly

"don't you think he was the one who, um, you know?" jeno whispered to jaemin whose eyes widened

jaemin sighed, "ren—" he was about to say something, but renjun turned away from the two and rested his head on chenles shoulder who was playing a game he didn't even find interesting.

"he finally moved" jisung says in relief

after quite a while, mark and haechan arrived from their dance class, lunch was the last thing to do in school so being late for it wasn't a huge problem.