Moving day was not as fun as Hongjoong thought it would be. He never realized how much stuff his family actually had as they loaded their belongings onto the truck.
"I call the big room!" Seojun claimed as he hopped into the backseat.
"It was yours anyways." Hongjoong mumbled as he recalled the way the house looked when they actually lived there.
Moving all their things back in was just as much of a pain as Hongjoong thought it was and at times he wished he was Seojun so he could carry the easy stuff. His room wasn't fully unpacked but it was starting to look the way it used to. Now all he had to do was keep his promise.
Hongjoong was on his way to school after sending his brother off of course. He had no idea if Seonghwa was even attending this school, so he hoped the author would work her magic on the cliches. The school was rather large, probably bigger than the one he was at. As Hongjoong searched for his classes and made sure to keep an eye out for anyone who looked familiar.
It was lunch and Hongjoong had no luck spotting Seonghwa or San or even Yeosang. He sat at a table close to the entrance to keep an eye out for any of the other guys.
"Seonghwa, this table is empty let's sit here," A girl locked her arm with his and sat at the other end of the table where Hongjoong sat.
"So I think we should wear matching outfits on Friday I have these really cute tops that I bought on..." the girl continued to ramble on and Seonghwa continued eating with an occasional nod or 'uh-huh, sure'.
"Hwa I was waiting for you at our usual spot." San sat across from the couple.
"Sorry, Min Jung didn't want to wait." San rolled his eyes and then he noticed Hongjoong.
"Oh hey! You must be the new kid everyone's talking about? I heard you sent a guy out in a stretcher for messin' with you" San slid down closer to Hongjoong.
"I just got into a fight it wasn't that serious..." Hongjoong trailed looking between Seonghwa and San. They looked pretty much the same except San was smaller.
Seonghwa couldn't stop looking at the other completely tuning out Min Jung and her two friends that had joined the table. Hongjoong looked familiar to him and something was telling him to talk to the other.
"Have we met before?" Seonghwa questioned clearly puzzled about why the kid across from him felt like someone he's known before.
"This is a good sign, right? I can't let it slip what do I say?" Hongjoong searched his brain for any information about Seonghwa until it dawned on him. Dancing.
"I've seen the two of you dancing before actually. I didn't know you guys went here, small world," Hongjoong took a sip of his drink hoping that his lie was believable.
"It's probably hard to recognize me I dye my hair a lot so..." He added.
"Are you a dancer?" San asked curious of the boy next to him.
"Oh no, I just appreciate a good performance when I see one."
"On friday Seonghwa and I are going with some of our older crew members to the new shopping center you should come!" San could feel it too. Not as much as Seonghwa but he knew there was something more about Hongjoong.
"We'll be going to my house after school, you can walk with us if you want?" Seonghwa was searching for the other's name.
"Oh sorry, I'm Hongjoong, if it's okay with you I'd like to come."
"I'm Seonghwa and that's San," he reached out a hand for Hongjoong to shake.
"And of course you can come, we invited you didn't we." Seonghwa smiled that all too familiar smile that made Hongjoong melt. The other was younger and may have looked slightly different but his smile remained the same. As well as San's bubbly personality.
"If you need anything and you see me around don't be afraid to ask for my help." Seonghwa picked up his tray and followed behind his pushy girlfriend.
"Same here! We're friends from now on." San beamed as he hurriedly followed after Seonghwa being as loud as ever.
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In Between Time | Seongjoong
FanfictionAfter coming to terms with his sexuality while on a walk Seonghwa discovers a glistening object stuck between two rocks. He soon finds that he can control time with the object, but it is not one of a kind.