BULLY (choen)

10

Noen was not happy on going to school on a damn Saturday morning. The weekend was for him to lazy, unproductive, and not have to look cute at all. Noen was pissed as long as he got on the bus with a moody face. All he wanted to do was lay in bed and not be interactive with the rest of the world. The blonde haired rest his head against the somewhat clean bus window. He put his AirPods in and started listening to Clairo as he checked if it Chase responded.

He sighed heavily, turning off his phone. He has been feeling anxiety. Noen wasn't sure why this was bothering but he was almost sure Chase was not going to show up today but he was proved otherwise when he enter the auditorium. He seen the brown haired boy already painting without him. Noen took off his sweater and put on a plastic robe while getting a paint brush.

The two didn't say nothing to each other for the first half. The only sounds you could hear was them dipping their paint brushes in the bucket and having the brushes press against the wall. "I was worried about you" Noen said, in low voice. He was kinda scared to tell Chase that, regretting it once the sentence came out his mouth.

"I-I'm sorry I should've had said that" The shorter boy glanced nervously at Chase who kept on painting. Noen felt slightly hurt that Chase didn't respond nor cared to. He dipped his paint in the bucket as Chase said, "You shouldn't worry I am fine" his voice in monotone . Noen could tell something was off. Way off.

The taller boy wasn't making eye contact with him or having his body face towards him. It was like he was trying avoid Noen. "Oh why didn't you text me back?" Noen asked, biting his lip. He didn't like how Chase was acting so cold. Chase stopped panting and turned his head to Noen, "I'm not obligated to text you back and you're not my girlfriend the hell" things was becoming fiery.

"Excuse me? Chase I just wanted to know if you were okay you dick head, you're actual girlfriend didn't give a shit about you" Noen said with narrowed eyes. He couldn't believed he did all that worrying for nothing If the younger boy was just going to be an asshole to him. Chase dropped his paint brush to the floor and pointed his finger.

"Noen I don't need you or anyone to give a fuck about me, fucking leave me alone!" Chase shouted with his veins popping out his throat. Noen slightly had his head down with slumped shoulders, feeling his tears slip a little. He begin to speak with shaky voice, "I- I just wanted to know if you were okay". Seeing Noen cry made Chase's heart drop.

The taller boy laid his paint brush on the ground and went closer to Noen. He wrapped his arms around him, feeling the boy's tears drip onto his shirt. "I'm sorry I know you care.... I'm sorry" He said in a low tone, feeling Noen wrapped his arms around him as well. Chase rested his chin on top of the shorter boy's head, feeling Noen's soft hair on below.

The blonde haired boy looked up at him, "Please don't do that to me... I'm serious I don't want you doing that promise me... I was worried about you" what Noen said was sincere and pure. It was the truth. He really did care or he wouldn't have to feel like he needed to protect Chase. "I promise you" Chase looked down at him but he did not know how not to run away from his problems.

"Do you want to go somewhere after this? I'll make it up to you" Noen nodded, hugging him more.

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Noen did not expect this when Chase told him he would make it up for him. They were at skating park with Chase's friend, Payton, who they picked up along the way. Payton and Chase was already skating on his board, doing tricks as well. Noen gulped hard, not being familiar to this.