chapter 15

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"fuck donghun, fuck school, fuck yuchan, fuck junhee, fuck everything and everyone."

byeongkwan quietly mumbled as he once again tried to clean the classrooms floor.

he was told to stay after school and clean up the classroom the second after donghun and junhee left. apparently the teacher saw the whole thing and told byeongkwan that if he doesn't want to get in trouble he has clean up in her class in the after school hours. and only him.

was it fair? no. did anyone give a fuck? no. did any of his friends stayed to help him? the answer to that is also no.

hence the reason for byeongkwan to be pissed. extremely pissed.

'god please slap me if i ever again agree to help any of those idiots out. amen.'

he throws the rag into the water which was freezing cold. he lets out a small cry for help. he really doesn't do cold.

he just wanted to be done already and go home.



sehyoon was walking through the hallway when he head whimpers, groans, and cries of help coming from one of the classrooms. he wasn't known for being noisy, but he thought that the voice sounded familiar so he peaked in.

that's when he saw a struggling byeongkwan trying to drain the water out of a rug that looked like it was probably half his size.

he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. 'i should really help him.'

he thought and made his way to the short redhead. the younger turned around and noticed him when he was about 3 feet away. you could tell he was surprised by the expression he wore.

"sehyoon, that's your name right?"

the tall male can't help but nod. 'how did he know?'

"i heard you don't speak korean." again, a nod. "hmmm, but you seem to understand what im saying...or am i wrong?" this time sehyoon shakes his head. he points on byeongkwan, makes a talking gesture, then to himself and finishes up with a thumbs up sign.

byeongkwan laughs. "omg that's such a relief. and i'm sorry for earlier. i didn't know you can't speak korean." sehyoon chuckles and shakes his hand in a 'it's ok' manner.

"anyways, what are you doing here? shouldn't you be going home?" the older comes closer to byeongkwan and squats. he takes the rag and drains it of water. with his bigger hands it is so much more easier than for byeongkwan. he hands it back to him. "thank you." he says with a huge ear to ear smile, and sehyoon nods. the two spend another 20 minutes of working hard clean up before they are done.

"oooooh good work!" byeongkwan exclaims in victory, truly happy he got this over and done with so fast. "thank you so much! if it weren't for you, i would let finish this not even in a million of years." and the two laugh at what a dramatic mess byeongkwan is. sehyoon cleans his shirt and pants off of any dust and notices a piece of garbage on byeongkwans hair.

he walks up to him and starts taking it out of his red hair, as well as fixing it for kwan. because of the height difference, byeongkwan felt extremely small in comparison to sehyoon and was currently trying to look anywhere but the well toned chest he saw in front of him. does the dress shirt really needed to be so see through? 'byeongkwan, keep your gay ass together!'

when sehyoon was done he stepped back and smiled at the result. then looked down at the younger and the two just couldn't seem to take their eyes off of each other. this was one of the first times they actually had the chance to look at each other without any distraction and distance interfering them.

"oh i should probably treat you to lunch or something. for helping me, y'know." he smiled sleepishly and the older couldn't help but smile back. he cursed at himself for already being so soft towards the small redhead.

"i'm taking that smile as a yes. i have time right now but if you're busy we can reschedule to whenever it fits you. please do keep in mind that i will bend my schedule for you since it's something i owe you and i don't like to be left in debt."

and sehyoon already loves the moral power coming from byeongkwan. as much as he wanted to, he couldn't go today. so instead, he got out his phone and opened his contacts on the 'add a new contact' and gave it to byeongkwan.

"i'm guessing you can't make it today, right?" sehyoon nods, feeling guilty and embarrassed. "awe haha don't make that expression. it's not the end of the world yet, and we can just meet on a weekend." he says and types in his contact info. "there, text me and don't forget to mention your name, otherwise i might block you." the older nods with a laugh and the two of them make their way out of the school.

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