late night coffee and love notes; seungjin

"good morning! we just missed a day of school!"

hyunjin woke up warm and sleepy, soft sunshine filtering through his curtains. seungmin was in his arms, mumbling and sighing.

"i think i had a final today!" hyunjin cheerfully responded before the weight of the response really hit him, "oh fuck."

"agreed." seungmin looked up at him through his eyelashes, doe-eyed.

holy shit.

"listen, uhh, you can borrow my clothes, and i think if we hurry, we can get to our classes." hyunjin rationalized.

"right, okay!" seungmin nodded quickly, rushing off to another part of the apartment.

hyunjin giggled to himself for no reason, maybe it was the situation that they were in, turning on his janky coffee maker and slamming the remote to make it work so he could turn on the tv.

"in international news, a summit in paris has sparked internal debate-" the newscaster droned on.

"ugh, that is boring." seungmin said, coming into the living room.

"yeah, i- uhh, hmm." hyunjin dribbled off, seeing seungmin in his oversized sweater and shorts.

because. sweater paws, your boyfriend in your clothes, the peek of his collarbone. because.

"is this like, your favorite sweater or something?" seungmin asked, looking down.

"what? no! i- you look great." hyunjin said quickly, wrapping his arms around him.

"yeah, yeah, shut up, let's get to school." seungmin blushed and hyunjin smirked proudly.

"lemme just-"

"in more local news, a barista has murdered two men. the barista from Sweet & Bitter coffee shop, who has not yet been identified has assaulted two men coming in for coffee, and then killed them, soon fleeing the scene."

"whoa hold up," hyunjin said as they stared at the screen.

"so the barista we joked about being a murderer actually turned out to be a murderer."

"that is scary as fuck."

"that could've been us." seungmin shuddered.

"holy shit." they said together.

"well, good luck on your exams, baby boy." hyunjin blew him a kiss, before high tailing it out of there.

"hyunjin back the fuck up what did you call me?? hyunjin!"

hyunjin didn't even bother waiting for the elevator, he hit the stairs and ran so quickly his legs burned.

seungmin's voice echoed through the stairwell.

seungmin expected his tardiness to be kept on the low.

not with felix, no.

"where have you been!?" felix yelled, bouncing on his heels.

"i slept in." seungmin lied, tugging the sweater farther over his frame.

"seungmin? sleeping in? i don't think so." woojin teased, and seungmin looked away quickly.

"what'd i miss?"

felix opened his mouth, and took a deep breath, but seungmin shushed him, "no one wants to hear hamilton right now."

"i'm offended."

"i think seungmin is hiding something from us." woojin laughed, and jeongin joined them, "tea?"

seungmin squinted up at the fluorescent lights, feeling the fake light harsh against his skin.

"ideas to ask about loudly before seungmin starts blushing: go!" woojin called.

"secret prostitute slash stripper slash exotic dancer et cetera."

"secret government agent that had a save the world kind of mission."

"snuck out to a teenage party." they looked at seungmin and laughed collectively like elmo.

"nah."

"not a chance."

"nope."

seungmin looked away so he could pretend to open the locker he barely used to grab something he didn't need, like.. a spare pack of pens..?

sure.

"seungmiiiinnnnnnn~" felix dragged out, "tell usssssssssssssss~"

"lemme just text oh shit i don't have his number." seungmin actually was going to text hyunjin but realized they didn't have each other's numbers.

"aha! secret sugar daddy!" jeongin cheerfully declared and they all stared at him with shocked looks.

"what- no..? i think i'd know if hyunjin was a sugar da- shit wait no i did not just say his name."

"yes you did!" felix giggled in his deep voice, sounding slightly evil.

woojin cocked his head, "i have this bad idea that involves getting your sugar daddy's phone number and skipping school."

someone gave them a strange look as they passed them.

"he's not my sugar daddy i swear to god." seungmin declared loudly, "he's my boyfriend."

"you had a boyfriend and didn't tell us?" jeongin asked, pouting, and seungmin quickly hugged him, "it was kinda sudden, i was planning to though."

felix shushed them, "y'all shut up i want to hear this plan."

woojin cringed, "do you know where hyunjin goes to school?"

seungmin blinked, "he mentioned going to this arts high school downtown."

"the jyp school for arts?" woojin raised his eyebrows, and seungmin nodded wordlessly.

"okay, so we go to his school, you tell them it's an emergency and loudly tell them he's your boyfriend in front of everyone and ask for his number."

"wait!"

"what is it, felix?"

"we get starbucks first."

"great idea, felix."

"are you suggesting we skip school, get starbucks, break into a school, potentially embarrass ourselves and hyunjin to essentially get someone's number?"

felix shrugged, "yes?"

seungmin sighed, "that seems like a really bad idea but sure, let's get this bread."

"we are going to get you the dick." felix pat his arm, and seungmin rolled his eyes at him as they left school, jeongin shouting "shotgun!" as they climbed into woojin's car.

"felix, put on your fucking seat belt, you heathen. do you want to die." woojin asked, glancing at felix.

"okAy dAD." felix quacked at them, like a duck, and put on his seatbelt.

"okay, let's go to starbucks, it's on me."

"oh my god, dad's popping off!" jeongin squealed.

"my bank account will regret this later." woojin sighed while felix choked on air.

don't worry y'all-  the story's almost done

also ILY!!!!