구해줘 (guhaejwo) • k.is + k.ch

0.3

inseong carried the little koala up to his dorms, earning some stares from others.

"i'm babysitting. stop staring, you're making him uncomfortable." was what he answered when people started asking.

the little one just stared, eyes big and round, at anyone who walked past them.

"aw, he's so cute looking!" one of the students reached out to pet his head.

1700 saw the oncoming hand as a threat and started moving his head away as it came closer.

"stop, stop. you're scaring him." inseong growled, kicking his dorm door open and slamming it close in the girl's face.

he set the boy down on his bed.

"i know it's rushed but change into my clothes." he stared at the uniform the younger one was wearing.

"geez, your boss has no fashion sense." he set his clothes on the boy's lap.

"can you change yourself?" the younger one shook his head, his eyes not daring to meet his.

"1700, look at me." inseong sighed, using his fingers to lift up the boy's chin, making their eyes meet.

"you're worried about something, what are you worried about?" he asked, his voice soft.

"where will i go after this?" 1700 asked, his fingers fumbling with the clothes on his lap.

"what are you talking about?" the thought of leaving this boy in an orphanage had not past the older's mind once.

"you can't look after me..." the younger's eyes were threatening to spill, it took all his willpower to not cry in front of his saviour.

i'm not weak.

"i can and i will. listen, i can't bear to leave you in an orphanage. that's-"

inseong took a deep breath, his hand finding the younger's and squeezing them in reassurance.

"that's where i came from."

an awkward silence fell on the two.

"i'll tell you more later if you want to listen. now, i'll run you a bath and change you up, okay?"

"okay." 1700 smiled. inseong returned his smile, took his baby hands in his and brought him to the bathroom.

after he made sure the water was just the right temperature, he turned back to the younger one.

"raise your hands." he slowly stripped the carrot head down and put him into the bath.

the younger shivered from how the water was just right.

"back there, we always bathe in cold water. if we get sick and show it during work, they'll remove us immediately."

inseong let the younger one rant as he lathered his orange locks with shampoo, careful not to get any in his eyes.

"your shampoo smell like you." 1700 giggled cutely, his fingers popping bubbles as if it was his first encounter with them.

"what do i smell like then?" inseong's heart melted when he accidentally got shampoo in the younger's mouth and his nose scrunched up into utter cuteness.

"peppermint lavender!"

inseong rinsed the younger one of any remaining shampoo and quickly dressed him up, leading him out and back into the room.

"when they bathe us back there, they... always touch us..." 1700 shivered when he recalled what happened.

"touch...where?" inseong probably knows the answer.

"you know where, and it's very uncomfortable. i was happy that you didn't."

"of course i didn't, those people aren't suppose to touch you like that. it's against the law if it's against your will."

inseong made both of them tea as they sat on their bed.

"you need a name." 1700 nods.

"do you have one in mind?" the younger one shakes his head.

"why don't hyung name me? you saved me so i owe you my life." that sounded so dirty but inseong wasn't gonna comment on it.

the boy's too young.

"how about chanhee?" inseong suggested.

"chani?" the younger replied, thinking it sounded weird.

"no, chan. hee." the older tried again.

"cha. ni? chan. i?" it turned out the younger one had a lisp too, making his pronunciations off.

"nevermind, chani. your name will be chani. no more codes." chani smiled brightly at his name.

"chani. i like that name." he looked up at inseong.

"and i like you too hyung. you are a nice person."

inseong ruffled his fluffy hair.

"don't trust everyone. not everyone is a good guy."

at the time, youngbin thought it was a good idea to knock down the door.

"hyung, where were-" he stopped in midst his sentence when he saw another presence.

"oh. my god. who are you and why are you so cute?!" youngbin ran up to chani, his hand on his cheeks and squeezing them.

"h-hyung..." chani begged for inseong to come and separate this weird older boy from him.

"youngbin, stop." inseong gladly interjected, pushing youngbin's body away from the younger. he then rubbed chani's cheeks in apology for the torture it went through.

"you're scaring him."

youngbin had to keep all his fanboying at the minimum seeing the two interact.

"inseong, is he your boyfriend?"