How did we end up here? (Yuwin)

Part 12

Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you everyone

Else disappears

Sicheng (@Winko89)

What

Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

Are you a parking ticket? Because you've

Got fine written all over you.

Are you sure you're not tired?

You've been running through my mind all day.

Sicheng (@Winko89)

What the fuck

Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

I was wondering if you had an extra heart.

Mine was stolen

Sicheng (@Winko89)

Holy shit

Stooooooop

What the fuck is this

Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

I was trying to be romantic

Sicheng (@Winko89)

You know for the most popular boy at school

You really have no romantic skill

But A for effort

Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

We will see about that

We will see

Sicheng (@Winko89)

What the hell is up with you today

Did you like eat a tide pod or something

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Yuta.N (@Takoyakiprince)

Is it ready

Jaehyun (@Cityboy101)

As ready as it will ever be

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"Where is Yuta?" Sicheng asked, picking at his food.

"Does somebody already miss their other half." Jaehyun smirked, his mouth full of food.

"It's not like you don't cling off of Taeyong every single second." Sicheng bit back. Jaehyun's ears began to turn red.

"Well he should be turning up soon." Taeyong said, biting back a smile.

"I saw that grin." Sicheng said, slamming his chopsticks on the table. "I don't know what you little fuckers are planning but you better spill."

"We aren't planning anything." Mark huffed.

"Yeah and I'm straight."

"You are!?" Jisung said with his cheeks stuffed full of rice.

"Why are all my friends idiots." Sicheng sighed and laid on the table.

"We are idiots that love you." Renjun said hugging Sicheng, while the older was slapping the others hands.

"Oh look there's Yuta." Donghyuck said pointing at the cafeteria doors. There was the Japanese boy, holding a pie with two sparklers stuck in it and in his other hand was a matcha green tea. Everyone in the cafeteria stared at the him. He slowly marched in front of Sicheng's table and cleared his throat.