𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. ; taehwi [discontinued]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳

"for someone who sleeps in footsy pajamas and has their night light on, you sure have some huge balls walking around the jock's end of the turf," youngkyun jumped slightly as he entered his quite dorm room, slightly startled by the fact that his dormmate was still awake and peacefully sitting on his side of the bed, wrapped up in a blanket. chanhee's face was illuminated by nothing but his laptop screen, a faded noise of some anime dripping into the suffocating silence.

"i don't know what you're talking about," youngkyun chuckled nervously, sweat starting to pool on his forehead as he watched chanhee's face shift from boredom do irritation, "i was just taking an evening walk," the raven reassured his dormmate and best friend, taking off his slippers before making his way to his own bed, slightly shaken by the deadly glare his best friend is sending his way.

"if you think i believed that, you must think i am the world's biggest idiot, and honestly, that offends me," the younger turned off his laptop, cursing lowly when he noticed that he didn't bookmark the episode he was watching. chanhee shifted on the bed and turned on their bedside lamp, finally getting a good look at youngkyun's nervous-looking face.

"did the jocks do something that is making you be so tense?" his friend asked, tone softer and more gentle, knowing how youngkyun didn't like the topic of bullies, "you know i can fight them, right? deadass, no cap, i can beat them up."  chanhee did some air-punching to prove his point, making the raven chuckle softly, relaxing his tense body a little bit.

"no, they didn't," the raven fidgeted with his fingers, laying down on his bed with an exhausted sigh, really not in the mood to talk about the topic at hand, "it's nothing."

"lying to me is only going to dig your hole deeper," his friend tsked, shuffling on his own bed to lay down on his stomach, placing his face in his open palms, looking at youngkyun, who looked about ready to jump out of their 5th story dorm room.

"i know," youngkyun whined, turning around in his bed, not caring how he is still clad in his skinny jeans and band shirt, "but it's really nothing, chanhee, trust me on this."

"fine," the younger scoffed, rolling around in his blanker burrito to get more comfortable, "i won't push it, but you better tell me some other time."

the raven sucked in a sharp breath of air, feeling his senses spike up slightly, palms automatically sweating even thinking about talking to chanhee about it.

it being him dating one of the swimmers at their university. him, kim youngkyun - a struggling 2nd year trying his best to not offend his whole chemistry class by simply breathing  - is dating a swimmer a.k.a a jock a.k.a people chanhee and most of his facility cannot stand also known as yoo taeyang.

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𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴

"ugh, i cannot stand them," yoosun mumbled under her breath as she stabbed her salad in a passive manner, glaring holes at the jock table, "those boneheads shoved three tables together, three, just so they could all sit together and make the lunchroom their damned hangout spot."