the kids don't wanna come home | SVT BXB

"sweat drippin"

running around the field had exhausted wonwoo to a point where he couldnt even get himself to hurry up anymore, resulting in him walking down the hall five minutes after the next lesson had already started.
sighing, he leaned against the wall, catching his breath. it was really about time he started exercising more.

"wonwoo-hyung!"

wonwoo jumped in shock when someone called his name. who the fuck was th-

mingyu came around the corner, waving at him and smiling like an idiot.
"wonuuuuuuu! heeeey its meeeee!!"

"yeah, i already kinda figured that out...", wonwoo whispered to himself, but still smiled at the tree coming towards him anyways.
"hello there, mingyu."

"what u doing here? hasn't the class already started? what do you have now? I'm on my way to biology by the way. you too?"

"well...", the older stuttered, not used to someone saying that much in one breath. especially not to him.
"I do have bio now but...I'm just so exhausted, I cant walk anymore haha", he laughed awkwardly, cursing himself silently.

mingyu immediately got concerned and examined his hyung from head to toe. wonwoo did indeed look very much finished - with sweat dripping down his forehead and wobbly legs.
without thinking much about it, he had already liftet the boy up and carried him bridal-style down the hallway.

wonwoo was silent in shock for a few seconds, before life came back in his body and he started struggling to get out of the youngers grip.
"hey, let me down! what are you doing, this looks so wrong people could think were dating are you completely crazy!!"

mingyu just rolled his eyes and covered the black haired boys mouth with his left hand, effortlessly carrying wonwoo with only one hand. the whole working out was actually paying off, he thought with a smirk on his face.

the sight of a flustered wonwoo laying in his arms was really nice. he hadn't thought about it until now, but it was really...well....it would probably be better to stop here.

soonyoung's and minghaos class was now down on the schools football field, playing against their parallel class. soonyoung was somewhere at the front, since was a fast runner and had the condition to run a whole 50 minutes.
meanwhile, minghao was the goalie, standing in the goal and just kinda dying from boredom. he wasnt a goalie and he actually hated this position, but since everyone wanted to be on the field and nobody really liked him, they had just told him to be the goalie. like always. everytime since he had started school, minghao had been the goalie. the coach didnt think much about it, since the boy was actually pretty good at his job.

"hey, rainbow!" one of the rudest boys in the class ran towards minghao, calling him by his hated nickname. the day he had went to school with his colorful hair, everyone had started calling him "rainbow". but not in a good way, though. they just thought it fit him, since he was "gay anyways".

minghao jumped forward and caught the ball before it went into the net, but - just like he was expecting - nobody cheered. only soonyoungs loud "yeah, hao!" echoed above the whole team, bringing a small smile on his lips. he was honestly just so happy to have someone like soonyoung, someone that talked to him and helped him.
even if it wasnt junhui, it was still someone.

and to be honest, he was glad it wasnt junhui, cause he definitely didnt want his crush to see him all sweaty and gross, rolling over the field to block the stupid ball. plus, playing together with him would surely lead to a few goals just because he was too distracted to look at the game.
yeah, he had accepted the fact that he has a big crush on the chinese boy, but what's so surprising? junhuis just too perfect to resist him.

time flew by and soon, minghao was already in the changing room again, awkwardly sitting on a bench and waiting for the other boys to leave. since he wasnt that confident in his body, he preferred to wait until he was alone before changing. soonyoung waved at him before leaving with the other boys, now only two were still there.
they eventually left too, and minghao finally got to breath again. he stood up and took off his shirt, humming a quiet tune.

junhui was on his way to the changing rooms, since his class had sport now. he wanted to shower quickly before class started, so he was early.
but when he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of a sweaty minghao in boxers. only boxers. and he was dancing. not just dancing.

he was fucking twerking. or at least it looked like that.

"DAFUQ????"

minghao turned around in shock, losing his balance and falling down.

when he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by strong arms and someone was heavily breathing next to his ear.

"woah you're really thin!", junhui exclaimed, awkwardly smiling at the blushing boy in his arms.

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Sorry if this was shorter and different, I wrote this on my phone

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theDarkWolf7