[C] Our Gravity (Wonjin/Hyeongjun)

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Hyeongjun sighed as he walked toward the top of Cravity mountain, again. He couldn't believe he had to talk to that weird Down Below kid again just because he wanted to taste the chocolate that was not poisoned. He was also curious about how it was possible that they have better candies than Up Top.

"Hey! You came."

"Yeah, you told me to," he lied. That was not the reason he was back, but hearing Wonjin's little laugh made Hyeongjun smile. "I wanted to thank you for the chocolate."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, it was delicious," he lied again. He couldn't tell him what really happened. He seemed full of joy, the truth would break him. "How do you do it?"

"Huh? Do what?" Wonjin asked, really confused. Does Hyeongjun think he made the chocolate? They don't have it there?

"The chocolate. It's so much sweeter than the one we have Up Top. How is that possible?"

"I don't know. It's just how we do it. How it always has been."

There was a moment of silence. Hyeongjun was having a hard time thinking how to ask the boy for more chocolate. He didn't want to seem desperate. Or that he wanted to be his friend. He just wanted to taste the damn chocolate and see for himself if it was really that good and sweeter.

"What are you thinking about?" Wonjin interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh? Nothing," he replied shyly. "Um... I wanted to know... If I.. If I could..." Wonjin suddenly busted out laughing. What was so funny? Was he making fun of him? "Why are you laughing?" Hyeongjun shouted, kinda annoyed.

"You're really adorable, you know that?" Hyeongjun blushed. No one called him that before. "You want more chocolate, right?" Wonjin saw how Hyeongjun nodded. "Okay. I'll bring you more chocolate... Under one condition."

'A condition?' Hyeongjun though. Of course there was going to be a catch!

"What... What do you want?" Hyeongjun asked, scared of what the answer could be.

"I want hair dye."

"Excuse me?" Now he was confused.

"Hair dye. We don't have it here. I want to try it."

"Um... What color?"

"You choose." Hyeongjun stared at Wonjin. The fact he was always smiling was making him uncomfortable.

"I have to go. I'll come back tomorrow with the hair dye."

"I'll be waiting."