𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 ~ 𝙩𝙬𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙠

❛two❜

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❝excuse me, can
i please have my
glasses back? ❞
-chapter 002; eyesight.

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as soon as hoseok heard the voice above him, he instantly shoved his hood up his head to cover most of his upper face.

according to the boy, he looked super weird without his glasses and his squinty eyes just added to his ugliness.

letting the brown locks that sprouted from his head block his vision; hoseok stood up to face the person who possessed his glasses.

in front of hoseok stood an unfamiliar boy.

he couldn't make out the person's face in front of him but he was pretty sure the stranger was tall.

nonethless, the smaller boy squinted and thrusted a pale hand out, asking for his glasses.

but the tall male in front of him only chuckled and his lips formed into what hoseok thought was a smirk.

"excuse me, can i please have my glasses back?" he asked as politely as he could.

the stranger chuckled again. "that's not the best way to greet a senior, babe."

hoseok only frowned. "my glasses, please."

"and what will you do if i don't hand them back?" he said, smirk widening.

"glasses." hoseok stated, his patience running thin.

and just like kim taehyung, this boy also bent down and squished the smaller's cheeks.

"aw, you think you can try to intimidate me, cutie?"

to say that this guy was mad as he was testing hoseok early in the morning was an understatement.

the smaller boy only rolled his eyes and did what any extremely pissed off person would.

he kneed the stranger in the crotch.

watching the taller man double over in pain, hoseok neatly snatched the glasses from his hand and pushed them up his nose.

then, picking up his backpack from the floor, he ignored the groaning stranger on his knees and rushed over to class.

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"and then, we will take out the circumference, minus it with the square's perimeter and voila, you'll get the answer!"

hoseok scrunched up his nose as he watched his math teacher, mr jeonghan scribble words onto the whiteboard and drone on and on in a language that was unknown to the boy.

sighing, his gaze dropped to the worksheet lying on his desk and the more he scrutinized it, the more it seemed to resemble hieroglyphics.

oh fuck it. the boy thought and rested his head onto the table.

if i can't do math, i might as well utilize this precious time to sleep.

and with that, hoseok completely ignored his math teacher and his classmates and drifted off to sleep.

or at least he tried to.

the door banged open, revealing a very angry taehyung.

he stomped towards the back benches, stopping in front of hoseok's and grabbing a hold of his brown locks, pulling him upright.

taehyung then wrapped a strong arm around the sleep boy's waist and hoisted him up, carrying him bridal style to the door.

turning around, he barked at the math teacher he was borrowing his student for a while, who only cowered and replied in affirmative.

as annoying and 'sunshiney' he was, kim taehyung was the rich playboy of the school after all and nobody wanted to mess with him.

taehyung marched towards the isolated part of the school's ground with a confused and groggy hoseok in his arms, but the small boy wasn't complaining.

he was happy to be saved from his torturous math class; even if it meant being manhandled and carried by kim taehyung for the second time in a day.

setting him down, the taller boy glared at hoseok, trying to tell him that he was in trouble.

but hoseok only raised brow. "as thankful i am for you--"

however, he was cut off by a large hand slapping over his mouth.

"listen to me jung hoseok." taehyung growled, his voice deep and dominant.

"i know that you just kneed kim seokjin in the balls this morning and lemme tell you that you fucked up big time."

"before you even bother to ask me who the fuck kim seokjin is, he's the school's other playboy and believe me, he's way worse than me."

hoseok raised a hand to remove the strong one over his mouth but taehyung only slapped it away.

"messing with kim seokjin is like messing with a freaking tiger and you are dead meat."

it was too much for the smaller boy, and he positioned his knee to give taehyung the same treatment as that kim seokjin received.

but taehyung's fast reflexes caused him to trap the younger's skinny knee between his monster thighs.

nonetheless, he did remove his hand from hoseok's mouth.

being given the ability to finally speak, hoseok furrowed his brows.

"even if i did screw with this seokjin guy, why the fuck are you getting all hyped?"

taehyung gulped, releasing hoseok's knee and biting his lip.

then, he muttered something so low that hoseok couldn't catch.

"because that bitchass has now noticed and settled his eyes over my property."

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i'm such a slut
for vhope.

-ensiah.