🩹scared | taegyu

🩹seventeen

 angry dialogue and a newly discovered lie

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a/n this chapter is twice the size of the earlier chapters. you're welcome :D

"why are you here?" huening kai asks, striding over to taehyun and soobin. the pair are practising maths formulas on a patch of grass next to the track field. soobin has also come as emotional support and cheerleader to cheer on beomgyu when his race is later today. 

"supporting our friends and doing maths." soobin says, pointing at beomgyu, who's currently huffing and puffing his way over the tall hurdles. taehyun's lips curve into a smile as beomgyu's hair flops up and down as he jumps. 

"me too!" huening kai says, dumping his backpack onto the ground. sighing content as he starfishes himself onto the freshly cut lawn, bathing in the sunbeams. 

soobin continues explaining how to write the maths formulas correctly, taehyun stops listening after a while. it's difficult. every now and then there are sounds of hurdles crashing against the red tracks or people yelping as they trip over their own feet. but it's nice. the birds are singing and the sun dances on taehyun's skin, he hasn't felt like this in a while. 

"damn it's hot." huening kai says after a while, peeling off his blazer and beige vest. taehyun has never seen huening kai in the beige vest before today, it looks nice on him. the school colours looked nice on everyone, but especially on huening kai. 

they stop practising maths and soobin sits quietly on the grass, cheering beomgyu on in silence. waving his arms as he dances in his sitting position. huening kai is sound asleep next to him, his breathing is even. 

"taehyun!" a voice suddenly shouts from across the lawn. taehyun turns his head, but is blinded by the sun and the voice comes nearer. taehyun jumps slightly as yeonjun throws himself onto the ground next to them. 

"are you cheering for gyu too?" the older asks, poking huening kai's slightly exposed tummy. 

"yeah-" soobin says, "leave ning ning alone would you?" he snaps, slapping yeonjun's hand off huening kai. 

"sorry, mum.." yeonjun says, rolling onto his back on the grass. taehyun leans back as well, watching as beomgyu happily runs alongside his teammates. 

"can i use you as a pillow?" yeonjun asks, looking up at taehyun with a small pout. 

"please, my neck hurts." he adds, rubbing his neck as he says it. 

"yeonjun, leave him alone, stop being so fucking annoying." soobin says with closed, disappointed eyes. 

"fuck off i wasn't talking to you." yeonjun snaps back and taehyun nods. the older happily puts his head on the younger's thigh, adjusting his head multiple times before feeling content. soobin sighs loudly and yeonjun nearly scoffs. how are they even friends?

yeonjun lifts his hand to seemingly run his fingers through his hair, but stops. instead he twists a strand of hair, tugging at it until he has a tiny pile in his hand. taehyun looks at yeonjun's knotted hair, the tips of the blue locks are split and turning white. 

"do you twist your hair a lot?" taehyun asks, yeonjun peeps an eye open. 

"yeah, trichotillomania sucks." yeonjun says. taehyun nods, he knows what yeonjun is referring to, which surprises the older. he reads about things like this when he isn't at school, or when he isn't dry-heaving over a toilet.