5-A Trip To The Market

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BAEKHUYN'S POV:

I didn't move him.

It feels familiar.

The breath and the temperature feel nice.

Also because he is heavy I couldn't move at all.

There was a flashback in my head, a guy was laying on of me like he did.

We were in a room, his face is blurry but I can see my face clearly.

Is it him?

I then fell asleep with him on top of me.

I didn't mind.

I didn't mind at all.

SEHUN'S POV:

I wake up seeing him sleeping under me.

So it not a dream after all.

I quickly got up and sit criss cross beside him.

He looks so peaceful, I miss seeing this face.

Back then we always spend the night at each other house and sometimes away from home.

Looking at him like that made me want to pinch his cheek.

He always got pissed when I do.

"What are you doing," I pull my hand back when Baekhuyn slowly opens his eyes.

"No...nothing," I look away.

"Are you trying to take advantage of a sleeping person," he got up and cover his body.

"Nooooo," I avoid his eyes and look around in panic.

"I'm just kidding," he chuckles

"Why did you come?" I ask

There was a silence before he answers.

"The teacher asks me to," it make me disappointed.

I thought he was worried, guess I was wrong.

"Mr. Kim told me to give you the worksheet, I put it on the table,"

Baekhuyn starts putting his sock on.

"You...going?" I hesitantly ask

"Ya," he didn't turn around but move on to his shoes.

I don't want him to go, we were getting somewhere.

I feel it.

I wrap my hand around his neck and hug him from the back.

"Stay," I please.

He was silent.

He didn't struggle from my embrace.

Just silence.

"I'm hungry, make me something hyung," I whisper in his ears.

There was a hint of redness appear on his ear.

"Get...off," he stutters.

I hesitate but still let go, I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable at all.

He stomps off toward the kitchen.

I thought he going to leave.

I don't want to experience that again.

"What do you want to eat," he yells from the kitchen.

"The usual," I happily yell back.

"What is usual!" He yells again.

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