Your Fault {Minghao x Junhui} (COMPLETED) (CURRENTLY EDITING)

two

"meet jieun, my girlfriend"

minghao struggled to spit out another sentence. jun's words echoing in his head as he swallowed the roses.

"it was nice to meet you, but i need to go" minghao stated as he ran away. slapping his hand over his mouth.

he ran as fast as possible, coughing as he slammed the bathroom door open. he removed his hand and coughed into the toliet, a faint taste of blood lingered in this throat.

he took a deep breath once he finished, staring down at the petals. they were still roses, but there was a darker tint of red.

blood.

minghao flushed the toliet and walked towards the mirror. he washed his hands and stared at his pale face. another itch occured and he coughed up a few petals.

he immediately picked them up and tossed them into the trashcan beside him.

taking out his phone to check the time.

8:37 am.

"class has already started" a sudden voice appeared behind him. minghao jumped in shock and turned towards the bathroom doorway. mingyu stood there, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed.

"you scared me" minghao stated as he slapped a hand over his heart, acting dramatic. mingyu chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "what took you so long?"

minghao bit his lip, 'should i tell him?'

he argued with himself mentally, to tell or to not tell. in the end he decided not to.

"no reason" mingyu just accepted the answer, not wanting to pry too much.

"well...why are you here mingyu?" mingyu lifted up his hands, showing the palms of them.

"seokmin drew on my hands and my teacher thought they were notes which led to the idea that i was cheating" minghao moved out of the way and patted mingyu's back.

"i see"

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minghao stood against the doorway as mingyu dried his hands. he tossed the paper towel into the trashcan and was about to walk away before he took notice of the bright red color.

he backtracked and looked into the trashcan, curious. he got more confused when he saw petals.

"minghao?"

"hm?" he hummed in response. looking at his phone.

"why are there so many petals in the trash?"