jihoon stuck himself with seungcheol for the whole week of school and whenever they had lectures, jihoon would always come late just to avoid sitting in front of soonyoung.
whenever the pair exchanged eye contact, mostly when soonyoung catches jihoon staring, the younger male would flush a bright red then go back to typing on his keyboard, his fingers barely even touching the surface of the laptop.
soonyoung was getting tired of this fiasco pretty quickly. as he ran his fingers through his newly-dyed black hair, he followed the short male as soon as the lecture ended and the other male dashed out of the hall.
he managed to get seokmin to distract seungcheol for an hour or so. so, as soonyoung proceeded to the cafeteria where jihoon is usually seated at, he was startled to find the seats empty.
getting his food, soonyoung ate bits of it while walking around the campus. thinking about it, there's only that few places jihoon would have been at. the library, his room or the music room.
approaching the aesthetics block where soonyoung was swarmed by masses of people smeared with paint, carrying instruments and even practicing their dance routine in the hallways.
the male casually walked around and eyed for the specific room which had the presence of lee jihoon in them. as he stopped at door number who-knows-what, his shoes squeaked and soonyoung jumped, afraid that jihoon would notice him.
however, through the tinted glass, soonyoung could make out jihoon's figure and he heard some voices come inside of the room.
knocking on the door, soonyoung entered with a overjoyed grin plastered on his face. jihoon's eyes widened in alarm as he shoved a chubby-faced boy in his direction and hid behind a boy who was slightly taller than him.
"what do you want?" jihoon piped out, still cowering behind the unknown male's back. soonyoung broke into fits of laughter and told the boy in front of him to let him and jihoon have some time alone.
"you better not-" jihoon started when the two boys left, walking away from the taller whenever he took a step closer.
"jihoon, i suffer from basorexia. i'm so sorry," lowering his head in embarrassment, soonyoung heard jihoon heave out a relieved sigh before feeling a pair of arms wrap around his waist comfortingly.
"it's okay, there's always treatment you can go look into it," jihoon said, his hand slowly patting soonyoung's back as if to console him.
the elder's heart picked up pace, as jihoon was in extremely close proximity.
"j-jihoon," soonyoung had to confess, but as the younger let go of his grip to exchange eye contact, soonyoung hesitated.
"uh nothing."
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WEHEUEI IM DONE WITH A CHAPTER FOR THOSE WHO DIDNT WANT TO READ MY DRABBLE :((( BYE TOODLES
