☐⑉⃡ more || renkun

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Renjun flinched the second he felt a force grip onto his shoulder, being turned around harshly and facing the one and only Kun. "You didn't answer my text last night, why?"

Kun was merely given a blank expression, Renjun not even hesitating to turn back around before answering him. "I was busy."

The older male scoffed. "Busy? Busy with what, what could you possibly have to do?"

"I was with Xander. Doing stuff, I don't really wanna tell you more than that. Unless you'd like details you dipshit, and if not can I go? Unless you wanna meet up again.."

Kun stayed oddly silent.

Growing more impatient by the second, Renjun waved his hand in front of Kun's face. "Well?"

"I'll talk to you later, go on." He earned a glare from the younger, watching him slam his locker shut and walk away.

Kun waited for him to exit the building entirely before his fist collided with the thick metal. Leaving a very noticeable dent in Renjun's locker. That surely wouldn't go unnoticed.

Why was it even making him so mad? He didn't expect to be the only guy Renjun would ever be with, it really shouldn't matter to him, they aren't in an official relationship.

He would've thought more about if Johnny's voice hadn't snapped him out of it.

"Hey Qian, you look pissed about something." You have no clue Johnny.

"Why is he seeing other guys?" He whispered to himself, unfortunately not quietly enough.

"Who? Renjun? Ha, please you're one to talk about being with multiple people at once. You can't be mad at him for something you do literally all the time."

Kun looked at Johnny and let out a long sigh. "Fuck. Why's this so fucking hard? He's a fuck buddy, he's a toy, why the fuck do I care so much about...just, what he does with other people?"

Johnny shook his head in pure disbelief. He couldn't believe that Kun was so oblivious to his own feelings, turning to leave. "He's not just a fuck buddy or a toy, he's your crush Kun. I don't think you can deny that anymore."

And with that, Johnny walked off. Leaving a very emotionally confused Kun all alone.

Kun pulled out his phone and practically felt his own heart hurt at the message he just sent.

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Renjun

                                                        Your place, tonight.
           You can be a slut with Xander another night.    

Yes to the meetup and
fuck you for that last
comment.

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If he does like Renjun this night may be a bit different from the others.

Different from all those meaningless hookups, different from the first time they did it.

Kun felt a sudden pang of guilt overcome him, he was Renjun's first, but he probably wasn't an ideal one. Not like he was gentle, loving and sweet about the whole thing.

Although he was a bit considerate with how rough he was being, but he only seemed to be looking for his own pleasure. And it was obvious.

'It'll be different now.' He thought to himself. 'It'll be a lot different'.