My I「Junhao」

0.5

I'm going to a Don't Wanna Cry dance class later (it's like midnight the class is at 3pm). Pray for my knees pls we're learning the floor work (1st chorus).

"Where is everyone else?" Minghao asked hesitantly, looking at the mostly empty table. "I wouldn't be surprised if Jihoon and Soonyoung are making out somewhere. Chan wanted to study for an upcoming test in a subject he's not very good in, so being a good hyung, Joshua decided to help him." Jeonghan explained and I looked him dead in the eye and laughed at him, my laughter obvious and loud. "He's being a good hyung, unlike you." I provoked him.

Jeonghan narrowed his eyes slowly as he glared at me, striking fear into me "Watch your back, Wen Junhui. I'm going to come for you, and I know where you live." I looked at Minghao as if asking him for help with what to do to save myself and he did what most best friends do when their best friend is in danger. He laughed at me.

My immediate reaction was to whack him on the arm, disbelieving that he wasn't going to help me and trying to think of an excuse as fast as I could. "I-I meant you're not a g-good hyung because y-you're our mother figure." I amended, stuttering in fear because Jeonghan could probably kill me and get away with it, not many people know of his diva-like, demanding true personality and still think he's an angel.

Jeonghan, satisfied with me fixing my response, smiled at me and continued to feed Samuel while Seungcheol fed him simultaneously. "Cheol, you should eat now. I'll eat more later during my free period." Jeonghan insisted, looking at his boyfriend with a pout when he tried to argue. "Okay Hannie. Thank you, my Angel." He smiled softly at him and started eating his own food, occasionally sending suggestive looks my way. I frowned and got out my phone, seeing a message from Minghao which momentarily averted my attention from sending a message to Seungcheol.

Hao 💖
Why is Seungcheol-hyung looking at us like that

Junnie 💖
I'm not sure. I'm about to ask though

I brought up the most recent message log without really looking at it and sent the question I wanted to ask Seungcheol.

Prince of China
Why are you looking at me and Minghao suggestively

Scoup of ice cream
Bc you're behaving as if you didn't break up
Are you hiding something from us
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Prince of China
No nothing is being hidden you ass
We're best friends and this is how we behaved before we started dating as well.

Scoup of ice cream
Whatever you say

Angel
Please check where you're sending these messages before you actually send them

Prince of China
Shit

Angel
You're lucky that this is one of the only group chats we have without Minghao in it
And watch your language, Wen

"Junnie?" Minghao whispered, barely audible. I looked up from my phone at him in concern and saw he had tears in his eyes. "Hao, are you okay?" I asked worriedly. He shook his head slightly, looking afraid "Dizzy. Sick. Hurts. I'm scared." He whispered in Mandarin, breaths becoming shorter and sharper as he started to panic. I stood up abruptly, scared for my best friend.

He doesn't get sick often, but when he does, it's more than a simple cold and most of the time, the symptoms hit him all at once, scaring both him and me immensely. "I'm going to take Minghao to the sick bay. He doesn't look well at all." I announced to my friends, slinging both mine and Minghao's backpacks over one shoulder and picking up the hyperventilating Minghao bridal style before carrying him out of the cafeteria and towards the administration office, ignoring the stares that followed us as I left.

I swear there wasn't going to be drama for another few chapters.