The moon will always find its way back home [Chancheol]

ix. Don't talk (put your head on my shoulder)

"you're not that bad" Chan laugh. 

They've been sharing a stick of cigarette, blowing smoke on each other "and you're not that bratty" Seungcheol replied. 

'Hyung... Can I call you hyung? Anyway, I miss my Mom" Seungcheol was startled when the younger moved closer and rested his head on his shoulder "I never really met my Mom you know. She died from giving birth to me... My Dad.. I don't know, grandparents said he left after my Mom told him that she was pregnant" 

The Teacher didn't speak. Weighing the atmosphere, he opted that the latter need the quietness that is surrounding them now.

Then, Chan was asleep. 

The Professor was careful not to wake up the boy. He looked, examined the facial structures of the boy and he can't deny how handsome that kid looks. If only he's older, Seungcheol would've wooed him-- wtf Seungcheol. You're fantasizing over you student. 

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"Chan, wake up" he said, patting his student lightly. He heard grumbles and a 5 more minutes from the said student until he finally opened his eyes. 

"Hey. How'd you know I live here?" was the boy's question. 

"Your ID good sir" he joked and the latter chuckled. 

"Thank you hyung" the boy said as he leave Seungcheol's car.