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"Can I have your number?"

Those most definitely were not the words Kihyun had expected to hear first thing in the morning, but he figured that - regarding things to do with Hyunwoo - he should've at least seen it coming.

"Sure?" Kihyun squeaked, asking more than he was confirming. "What do you need it for?"

"Nothing in particular," Hyunwoo answered casually, letting Minhyuk down from his hip. "Just for future reference."

Kihyun hesitated before he turned his back to Hyunwoo, leaning over the desk to grab his phone, and Hyunwoo wouldn't deny the sight before him was ethereal.

"Uh, here," Kihyun unlocked his phone, practically shoving the device into Hyunwoo's hands as the other male pulled out his own phone.

There was something odd about this whole situation, Kihyun thought. Parents were still arriving with their children, and Kihyun was kind of preoccupied with something that - really - wasn't that important.

But the parents smiled at Kihyun nevertheless. They liked him. He was the teacher all the children talked about, so of course they would all like him. It was just a shame his eyes weren't on them.

"Thanks," Hyunwoo smiled at him, handing Kihyun his phone back, and Kihyun marveled in not having to pull up the back of his sweater to slip his phone into his pocket.

Jooheon had suggested he tuck his sweater into his jeans for a change, as seeing it hanging down his thighs everyday made Kihyun look kind of sad and frail, which Jooheon knew he wasn't.

Kihyun did have a good body - although he was skinnier than most - and he should really show it off. Not by walking around naked all the time, but Jooheon had pointed out the way people looked at Kihyun's legs, like he was all skin and bones, but Hyunwoo could see now that that wasn't the case.

Kihyun did had thin calves and small ankles, but his thighs were no joke. He actually had a hard time keeping his eyes off of them.

And Kihyun noticed.

"You look good today," Hyunwoo complimented simply, and Kihyun smiled back confidently.

"Thank you," he nodded his appreciation, and Minhyuk pulled on Hyunwoo's jacket, thumb in his mouth.

"Hey, don't do that, baby; we talked about this," he urged softly, kneeling down to Minhyuk's height and carefully removed the boy's thumb from his mouth. "You'll be ok for a few hours while Daddy's gone?"

Minhyuk nodded sadly, and Hyunwoo leaned forward to hug him.

Kihyun knelt down next to Hyunwoo, rubbing Minhyuk's back reassuringly.

"Is he ok?" He asked worriedly, and Hyunwoo let out a small sigh.

"He's had a bad morning," He replied. "Sometimes when he gets stressed out or upset, he sucks him thumb. It's something we're working on, though, isn't it, angel?"

Minhyuk didn't reply, and Kihyun's frown deepened. It was different to see Minhyuk like this, when he was always so lively and cheerful normally.

"I'll look after you, Minhyuk; you know I will," Kihyun reassured, and Minhyuk lifted his head from Hyunwoo's shoulder.

"Go on, sweetheart. Daddy needs to go," Hyunwoo kissed Minhyuk's temple, and the boy detached himself from his father's arms only to wade into Kihyun's.

Both men stood up - Kihyun with Minhyuk in his arms - and the pink-haired male did something his brain hadn't even processed.

He stood on his tip-toes and pressed a kiss to Hyunwoo's cheek, his mind short-circuiting soon after. Blushing wildly, Kihyun smiled sheepishly at Hyunwoo, who just looked like a deer in the headlights.

"Text me later," he said before playfully kicking the older male out of the classroom.

Jooheon was going to have a lot to say about that later.

~*~

"What the Hell was that?" The brunette shrieked once they were at lunch, the staff room - thankfully - empty. "You can't just do things like that without talking to us about it first!"

"Why should I talk to you guys about it?" Kihyun asked, taking a sip of his orange juice. "You two would just call me gay or tell me to 'get stuck in'."

"I don't see your point," Hoseok looked over at Jooheon, then back at Kihyun.

Kihyun rolled his eyes. "Besides, it was just a cheek kiss. Nothing too out there."

"Dude, he might not even be gay," Jooheon commented softly from opposite his pink-haired friend.

Kihyun shrugged, twirling his salad around the plastic container with his fork.

"He didn't look like he wanted me to not kiss him," he replied. "He just looked flustered."

Jooheon was about to respond when Kihyun's phone suddenly chimed from next to him.

The text was from an unknown number, but Kihyun knew straight away that it was from Hyunwoo. The only contacts he had saved in his phone were Jooheon's, Hoseok's and his mother's.

From: Unknown Number
Hey, it's Hyunwoo. Are you busy right now?

Kihyun saved his number.

To: Hyunwoo
i'm on my lunch break? why?

Kihyun put his phone back down on the table while he kept eating, startling in his seat when - all of a sudden - he was receiving a call.

Incoming call...

Hyunwoo

~*~

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