"mingyu are you sure you're okay with those?"
jeonghan glanced over his shoulder at the younger that looked out of breath, having a pile high of files in his arms. "i told you to carry the bag, it's much lighter than those files."
"don't worry about me, i'm good."
mingyu smiled to himself, taking a moment to blow his fringe out of his face. this was probably one of the best days of his life, he was on the way to his crushes house and that was probably as close to first base as mingyu had gotten with any of his crushes in his life.
"it's only a few more blocks away."
he kind of figured that jeonghan didn't have a car, he was strange like that, and mingyu liked it. but what mingyu didn't guess was that the young teacher had to carry all of this stuff back and forth from the school to his house everyday.
either jeonghan had some intense muscles under the loose sweaters or cardigans he wore everyday or he was suffering having to walk a few blocks while carrying all this stuff. mingyu silently hoped it was the first one.
Not long after they had reached a modest apartment block, and several flights of stairs later they were finally standing in front of a door with the number 1004 on it. jeonghan reached in the bag and fumbled with the keys, turning the doorknob and swinging it open. "sorry about the mess, i didn't expect any guests so.."
mingyu stepped in and put the files down with a huge sigh of relief, "no it's cool I don't mind-"
"good lord your house is a wreck!?"
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childish • hanahaki || gyuhan || seventeen
Fanfiction❝i'm like, seven years older than you, why don't you hang out with kids your age?❞ ❝they don't get me like you do.❞ ❝what about hansol?❞ ❝he's an ass.❞ - + in all honesty jeonghan wouldn't have remembered a face like kim mingyu's if he...
