𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙐𝘾𝙆 ✔︎ | Yᴇᴏɴɢʏᴜ / ʙᴇᴏᴍᴊᴜɴ 🖇️ |

V

CHAPTER 5;

The two were sitting in the principal's office with the vice principal between them just in case they wanted to attack each other even more or instigate a fight as a stressed woman sat across from them rubbing her temples as she talked to their parents.
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She hung up after about half an hour and looked at the boys with a deep sigh. " you both have in-school suspension and I do not wanna hear a single word from either of you about it. " Mr. Kim pointed at the two of them with her pen, she's had to deal with them numerous of times and it was not like she could expel them since they were both good kids just always fighting each other.

Beomgyu who had a piece of cotton up his nose and some bandaids on his fresh wounds nodded staring at the ground with his arms crossed, yeonjun rolled his eyes and nodded too with a few scratches all over his face as if he had been attacked by a cat.

" Can we go now? " Yeonjun said monotoned. " Nope, I want you two to go in the nurses' office and apologize to each other and make sure each other are okay. " She ran a hand through her long black hair and pulled out a dark red lipstick as she looked over at her computer shooing them off. The vice principal got up and walked over to the door opening it as she waited for the other two, both of them coming up one by one and walking out of the room.

" You sure it's gonna help? " The vice principal asked.

" The only interactions I've seen between them is fighting, they need something else to talk about. If anything they only ' hate ' each other because they're both idiots who think they're better than most, maybe not the same subjects but their auras serve as threats to each other. " She fixed up her makeup as she stared into a mirror.

" If they did something that wasn't fighting with each other and got to know one other, they'd be the best of friends trust me. I was like that with my best friend, now look at us. Hence why I'm not gonna expel them, they just need some bonding time. " She smiled and shut the makeup palette closed, placing it on her desk as she looked at the vice principal with a reassuring look.

He sighed and nodded trusting her word as he walked out of the room and closed the door.
" Well maybe not best friend more of my wife.. but it works either way. " She said to herself quietly with a snort going back to work.

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Beomgyu was sitting on a chair with a cotton ball held in some tweezers in one hand and the other with a bottle of alcohol staring at the other who was sitting on the bed in front of him unamused. " So dramatic.. " beomgyu muttered under his breath as he scooted over to the end of the chair and grabbed yeonjuns face by his jaw, having a firm grip as he began patting at the scratches.

" You realize how much germs and gunk are on that towel? I'd rather you wash my face than do this. " Yeonjun complained in a mumble since his jaw was currently being held in place so he wouldn't move so much.

" Well you were over dramatic either way, I have a minor concussion because of you just because I threw some stupid towel at your face. " Beomgyu glanced up at Yeonjun who wasn't holding back his bold stare with a head shake, then drifted his eyes back down to the wounds.
" Don't forget the part where you almost gave me a bald spot. " He snarled.

Beomgyu pulled yeonjuns head down towards his chest as he looked at the back of his head, " I don't see one, I'm sure you're fine with some strands missing. " He pulled his head back up and placed the tweezers down. Yeonjuns nose scrunched up slightly as a scent lingered in his nose, and he closed his eyes so Beomgyu could access some harder parts easier not caring to respond.

" I'm gonna take the fact that you didn't insult me as a compliment, " He started placing bandaids on the black-haired male in front of him. Yeonjun made a hum sound as he opened an eye and then both of them once beomgyu was done. " It's a pleasant smell I guess.. " Yeonjun moved his face around at the small stiffness from the bandages as Beomgyu let go and stood up throwing the trash away.

The scent was a fusion of a floral vanilla scent, it smelt luxurious but simple at the same time.

" Anyways sorry I guess for pulling out a few dead hairs out your head and scratching you up. " Beomgyu said it like he didn't mean it, probably because he didn't.

" Why were you telling soobin you were scared to turn into stone if you saw me? something along the lines since the party. " Yeonjun furrowed his eyebrows as Beomgyu paused.

" That's completely off-topic.. "

Beomgyu looked at Yeonjun but the other didn't care and asked him again. " If you can tell soobin you can tell me right? " Yeonjun stood up with a squint and head tilt. " like I said yeonjun- " Beomgyu came to a halt once again when Yeonjun shushed him, " I don't care about that tell me. " Yeonjuns gaze never left the others, it was scary in a sense.

" It's complicated. " Beomgyu finally spoke. " How? " Yeonjun asked.
" None of your business. "

" Fine but unless you tell me don't be expecting any nice treatment anymore, I don't like people who spread rumors about me. " Yeonjun stood up and shoved his hands into his pockets walking over to the door. " Sorry, I guess. " Yeonjun noted before he left the room, leaving Beomgyu all alone like how he always does.

" Not forgiven! " beomgyu shouted making sure Yeonjun heard it as he just leaned into the chair with a huff. " Not like I would know the problem either.. I haven't felt that way in a long time anyways.. maybe that concussion is doing something to me. "Beomgyus's head rested as he looked up at the ceiling, lightly going back and forth on the spinning chair.

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This was a good chapter in my opinion~ :)