Changbin chewed on a piece of gum. He waited for Minho to come by as usual. He was currently sitting on the roof, over an old blanket they brought up here since no one else did. He looked over at Hyunjin.
"Where is Minho?" He asked. Hyunjin shrugged as he ate his sandwich.
He huffed, "your no help", his eyes slightly widened as the door opened. He looked over to see that it was Minho.
"What took you so long? Lunch is over", he pouted as he looked at the boy. All he did was hum as he took a seat.
"I had to do some shit in order to get some credit", he groaned and he sat down.
Hyunjin giggled as he shook his head, "I told you".
"What you gotta do?",Changbin asked as he closed his eyes.
"I have to take care of this sped"
Hyunjin huffed, "don't' call them that"
Minho shrugged, "I don't care, but I thought you guys were supposed to hang out with Woojin and Felix... "
Both males directed their attention towards him, raising a brow.
"What? Chan didn't tell us that...shit. Is that why he didn't come today? "
Changbin visibly tensed up for a split second before rolling his eyes again, "Ugh, sneaky bastard. He probably wanted to hang out with Woojin all alone again. I mean, who wouldn't want to date Woojin Hyung? He's fucking fine"
Hyunjin chuckled, "He's with Felix too. I'm sure Chan can't make any moves with that boy around."
Minho hummed, "true. Anyways, I'm taking care of that sp-"
"NO"
"...special kid"
Hyunjin squinted at him before nodding in approval.
Minho sighed," His name is Jisung. I'm not gonna lie, he is cute. But I think it's best for me to just fuck around with him"
"Minho. why are you telling me this? I am always going to say I am against that"
" well, I have to go, text me if you need me" Changbin stood up, making Minho glare at him.
Hyunjin waved him away, "remember to send me the notes!"
"like I even do them!"
Minho and Hyunjin laughed softly before going back to their previous discussion.
...
Changbin waited by the bathrooms. On the main hall, by the math hallway. He kept glancing around to see if anyone aproached. He groaned as he saw no one, the bell was about to ring and he was getting frustrated on having to wait. He angrily stared at the plant pot that sat across the hallway.
Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice the persin he was waiting for.
He jumped when he felt a small finger tap his shoulder. A scowl came to his face as he turned to the person, "what the fuck took you so long?"
"I'm sorry..."
Changbin rolled his eyes," well?"
"I brought you your homework... I revised it and made sure you at least got an eighty like you said."
The boy hands out the folder paper and Changbin couldn't help but notice how his hands were bandaged up. "Thanks", he grumbled as he snatched away the paper.
It was quiet for a few seconds and Changbin rose a brow as the boy still didn't leave. "You can go, Felix."
"I-I know but... I wanted... Um..."
"You wanted another beating? Gladly" Changbin smirked at the boy.
"No! I'm sorry. I-I just... I b-brought you... this!"
Now, there was a energy drink in his small hands, and Changbin couldn't find himself scowling or slapping it away. Instead he found himself taking it. He stared at it for a few seconds before snapping out of it. "You think by giving this to me I won't hit you anymore? That we will be friends?"
Felix shook his head frantically. "N-no! I just wanted to give it to you because y-yesterday you looked very tired and today as well... I'm sorry..."
"Stop apologizing"
"Oh...sorry-"
Felix whimpered when Changbin's fist collided with his mouth. His hands found their way covering his, now, re-busted lip. Tears flowed down his cheeks, hot and streakening them.
"I told you to stop apologizing"
With that, Changbin left.
'i'm sorry...'
...
As soon as the bell rang, Minho opened his eyes. He rubbed the palm of his hands over his eyes to wake up. The sun already shone brighter and made him sit up. His back hurt but it didn't matter, he was used to pain.
"What are you wearing?"
Jisung looked up , tears tried to show but he blinked them away, "clothes ", he said without stuttering, he felt proud. Minho smirked at the boy, "Is that so?".
Jisung hesitated before nodding. Minho noticed a small stuffed animal next to the boy, he snatched it, earning a gasp and a whine from Jisung, "g-give i-it b-b-back!" he whined as he reached for It.
The boy looked cute, begging for him. Don't get Minho wrong, ever since he saw Jisung in the hallway the other day his heart fluttered. Minho just took that as a gut feeling that messing with Jisung would be a stress reliever.
Yet he had a feeling of need to protect this boy with his life. Just look at him-
"P-p-please", he whined, a huge pout, wobbly bottom lip, tears in his eyes.
Minho smiled as he handed the boy his toy. "What's his name", knows without consent.
Jisung blinked and shrugged,"d-don't kno' h-h-hyung said n-not to n-name it unt-til I meet s-someone who w-will r-really t-take care of m-me"
Minho forced a smile on his lips, -stop stuttering- he wanted to say, but he didn't, he also found it cute.
"Name it mango"
