Glares || s.h - [rewriting!]

17.

[ ▪ xu minghao ▪]

november 2, 2013

"minghaoo hyung~" his roommate played with his hair. "what is it?" minghao asks him and moved his chair and his desk away from his roommate. his roommate chuckled and took minghao's free hand. "a chocolate." he says and laughed happily. "oh, thanks lele." minghao thanked "lele". "so, who are you writing for?" 'lele' smirked and spinned minghao's spinnable chair. "chenle, i swear to god, i will not teach you how to write in hangul." minghao threatened, causing chenle to stop. he pouted and took the chocolate from minghao. "i'm not even a collage student yet, i'll learn from jisung and not you! you're not even helping!" he sulked in the corner, making minghao laugh. "well, we both are learning korean together. i know more words than you, though." minghao eyed chenle, he saw him make a unamused face.

  "you're dodging my question, hao hyung." chenle stood up to spin minghao's chair, again. "to no one-" minghao lied, " 'dearest jun, i really hate how you make me smile, your cute smile and actions gives me a warm feeling and i really hate how you make me look weak, i love you and i always will.' " chenle reads outloud, minghao burried his face in his hands. "i can provide chocolates, i'll try to make dad ship some here! but the chocolates arent for you, it's for your-" chenle stopped himself and coughed twice, "-lover", followed by his teasing, famous laugh, the high pitched dolphin laugh. "but-" minghao wanted to protest but chenle stopped him. he sighed and focused on his letter.

   "oh and, fix your letter, it's too cheesy. even donghyuck hyung can make a better letter." chenle said, minghao rolled his eyes and crumpled the paper. chenle laughs maniacally and couldn't breathe. he accidentally hit his head on the wall and started whining. minghao sighed once again because of his young roommate.

  his phone started buzzing.

m1n9yu is calling..
accept | decline

"minghao, hi."

"what's your problem?"

"are you saying that i have a problem every time i call you?"

"well, you've been ranting about wonwoo everyday so.."

"go to hell."

"i rant about him because i hate him. he always pushes me away and that hurts a lot."

minghao hummed sarcastically and nodded.

"i called you to talk about the project seokmin made, though."

"what project? i don't remember any being assigned to us?"

"the soonhoon one, hyung-"

"ohh. so, what about it?"

"i don't really know. i'm not seokmin."

minghao sighed in disappointment and facepalmed. chenle's high-pitched laugh was heard.

"oh my god, do you have a dolphin in your room? my ear hurts now." mingyu complained loudly.

"yes, my dolphin friend is very.. annoying and loud." minghao stated, not removing his hand from his face.

"okay."

"..."

"minghao, i have a joke, do you want to he-"

call ended.
6 minutes and 10 seconds.

  "you're so bad, hyung!" chenle exclaimed. "i wanted to hear his jokes.." he frowned and stared at minghao. minghao rolled his eyes, "your ginger-head friend jokes' are better than his." chenle looked at the ceiling. "someone worse than donghyuck hyung? damn, i thought no one could be worser than him." minghao nodded and focused on his letter. the room was comfortably silent.

  the peace didn't last long, though. a certain someone decided to open the door and barge in.

  that someone, was soonyoung, and he doesn't look like he's alone. brown hair was revealed behind him. hoshi currently has a dark pale violet tone.

  "woah, aren't you the one who makes famous choreographies?!" an excited chenle decided to butt in. hoshi shooked his head and patted chenle's curly blonde hair. "i'm not the one who makes famous choreographies-" hoshi said, laughing awkwardly. "i'm hoshi, or kwon soonyoung, of seventeen. i'm the shining star who'll make sure you'll smile as bright as the stars during your dark days!" chenle focused his attention on soonyoung. "i'm chenle, zhong chenle. i'm a member of nct, i'm in a sub-unit called "nct dream", and i'm really honored to meet you, hoshi hyung!" chenle exclaims, shaking hoshi's hand rapidly. his chinese accent was slightly heard, so the person behind hoshi got interested.

  "jun?" minghao looks at him, confused. "oh! the jun that you frequently talk about and write a love le--" chenle exclaims happily, but suddenly got hit by a metal lamp. "my head hurts. what the fuck, minghao?" he spits out angrily. "aish, minghao apologize to chenle. have mercy and take care of him." minghao peeked at chenle, seeing him stare at him with his sharp, cold eyes.  minghao felt a chill down his spine, he bowed and muttered an apology. "i'm sorry. oh and i'm reporting this to your dad. swearing, tsk tsk." minghao smirked as chenle's frown deepens. hoshi sighed and slapped minghao softly.

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  "okay. so, introductions?" hoshi asks and looked at chenle. everyone nodded as hoshi starts. "i'm kwon soonyoung, or hoshi, of seventeen! minghao and jun can give two facts about me! so ask whatever you want, chenle." hoshi happily introduced himself and gave a threatening smile to minghao and jun. "who makes your heart skip?" chenle asks without thinking, minghao laughed loudly and was clutching his stomach. jun spared a quick glance to soonyoung before staring at minghao.  "ji-" minghao smirked and was about to tell jihoon's name before jun and hoshi stops him. they pushed him and accidentally pushed minghao's head, it had a huge impact on the wall. chenle laughed like there was no tomorrow, minghao kept giving soonyoung and jun death glares and said something in chinese.

"enjoy your day, today's your last day."

  chenle bursted out laughing and started smacking minghao's thigh. "what did he say?" hoshi asks. the three chinese boys were oblivion to the fact that hoshi isn't chinese. chenle explained, but wasn't able to continue because he didn't know what words he needed to use. he asked jun for helped. he translated minghao's word, causing hoshi to chuckle silently.

  "oh, about that project.."

   "seokmin wanted to make a plan for your date with jihoon."

  "oh, so his name is jihoon?" chenle joined in, minghao rolled his eyes and soonyoung stared at minghao. "jihoon what? jihoon park or jihoon lee?" chenle asks. "chenle, please go be with your friend, jisung park." minghao pleaded as chenle frowns and left the room without getting his phone.

  soonyoung facepalmed as he sighs on his palm. jun looked at chenle's unlocked phone. he glanced at it and saw a conversation of him and chan. he slowly took chenle's phone and proceeded to scroll up on their conversation.

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