Cigarette Smokes (HIATUS ◇ REWRITING)

D A L A W A

"quizzes could choke on my dick," doyoung muttered under his breath as ten approached him once he got out of his 5th and last class that day; eye bags heavier than his twenty seven unit-packed study load.

being stressed and sleep-deprived wasn't something new to doyoung. in fact, it was a constant occurrence in his life that if ever he got a good eight-hour of sleep and was stress-free, his mind was quick to think that something big of a problem would jump out to pester him, yet again.

being stressed and sleep-deprived wasn't new to doyoung, but that doesn't mean he liked it. especially if it was caused by the pressure his parents was giving him about his studies.

by any means, doyoung was considered as someone intelligent than of an average. at three years old, he was able to count up to one thousand and had started to learn basic arithmetics. at four, he already memorized all of the countries in the world along with its capital cities and identify their flags, not to mention his fascination with the solar system. and once he entered school, he always outstood their academic ranking system and was always sent out to compete with other schools, and at some point, to even compete internationally.

his intelligence was considered by his parents as a 'gift' to be nurtured. and nurture they did, to the point that doyoung wasn't allowed to play outside with kids his age because he was not finished reading the world's encyclopedia, and even if he did, there would be another book-- an educational one, waiting on his side. his parents had watched with hawk-eyes his school performance and his report card and did whatever it takes to keep their son from getting distracted from school.

at one point in his high school, he wanted to rebel against his parents so he purposely flunked his advanced english class. he got 98 on his report card, a sore thumb to all the 100's that ran vertically. his parents were beyond furious when they found out, that they grounded him for a month, confiscated all his gadgets, and was told to head straight to the library at their house to study.

doyoung's 'rebellious phase' was cut short, to say the least. except his smoking habits, of course.

and now, he was yet again, stressed and sleep-deprived because of the consecutive quizzes and tests his professors seems to be sadistically enjoying to give all throughout this week.

"that is if you have one," ten playfully ruffled doyoung's dark blue hair-- something that almost sent his mother to a heart attack, and slung an arm around him despite the latter's height.

doyoung rolled his eyes at the shorter's teasing, "of course i do, and it's yours we should be concerned of."

"ha!" the thai exclaimed, "my boy could make even the most strict librarian scream bloody murder."

"of how little it is," doyoung smirked down at him, "like your height."

ten untangled his arm around doyoung and punched him in his shoulder. he winced, despite ten's smaller stature, he sure could throw a punch.

"fuck you. you know what? race to that cafe just outside this hell, loser will pay," ten said and took off. doyoung shook his head at his bestfriend's behavior.

ten's a carefree and joyful soul. he do whatever he wants, go wherever he wants, befriend whoever he wants. so long as it made him happy.

something doyoung wasn't.

and doyoung envied him a little for it. ten knew this, and every time the former spoke about it, ten would just pat his shoulder and would tell him, "it's your life to live, your choice to make. not mine, nor anyone."

doyoung knew what he meant, but maybe, doyoung was a coward to do just that.

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"this is so unfair," ten whined as he reached in his pocket for his wallet. they had just finished their meal in a cafe that's frequented by students because of its cheap price and good food. and despite the one-minute head start ten had, doyoung still won, thanks to his longer legs.

"it's your idea, so stop whining," doyoung rolled his eyes and pulled out his cigarette pack and lighter. he was about to light a stick when the waitress who took their bill shook her head at him.

"no smoking in here, lad," the scratchy voice of the woman, that told doyoung she, herself, was a smoker, said, then pointed to the sign that hung at the front wall of the cafe. doyoung muttered a small 'sorry' as she left and begrudgingly put away his paraphernalia.

ten snickered.

"how long has it been since you last smoke?" ten was curious, he noticed the taller's fidgety movements from when he picked him up outside his biology class. a sign that doyoung hadn't smoke for awhile in his stressed state.

"a week," there was a bite in doyoung's tone, remembering the reason why.

ten raised an eyebrow, "why? i mean, that's good and all, but why the sudden stop?"

"tch, it's not as if it's on my own accord," doyoung huffed, "my roommate's a health freak and told me off. i would've done it outside but i'm busy with all my papers and reviewing."

"that sucks, and speaking of, i haven't met your roommate yet," ten mindlessly swirled his fork in his leftover pasta as he looked at doyoung with a smirk, eyes glinting with mischief.

the latter crossed his arms, "he might come off as a jerk for telling me off with my smoking, but he's pretty kind and considerate. so no, i won't sacrifice my peace in the dorm by letting you meet him and fuck everything up." knowing what his best friend was actually up to, he decided that it's best that ten and his roommate won't meet.

ten had a healthy record of hook ups. and even though ten always made it clear for them from the start that whatever it was they were having, was a no-strings attached agreement, they still end up catching feelings. doyoung could not blame them though, ten was a natural flirt; flowery words flowed out his mouth like a refreshing waterfalls that could drown them if they don't know how to swim away from it. girls and boys flocked him like a sheep and he's the shepherd that would lead them to their heartbreak.

a heartbreak doyoung wanted kun, his roommate, away from.

"you're such a buzzkill, doie," the shorter pouted and doyoung can't help but to roll his eyes.

"go find someone else to screw, ten,"

"like who? i feel like my homosexuality's winning and girls in my department doesn't interest me anymore," ten whined and the taller of the two, snorted.

"just admit it you like taking it from the back, you horny dickhead,"

"you're just jealous since you haven't got into action since like, forever," the thai teased with hand gestures, emphasizing 'forever'. which of course, wasn't true, but it's a story to tell next time as a duo of pink-haired and silver-haired guys approached their table.

"doyoung, hi!" the pink-haired greeted the owner of the name and turned to ten, whose eyes sparkled at the sight of the chinese male with dimpled cheeks. "i supposed you're ten, doyoung's best friend, he's mentioned you once if you're curious, i'm kun by the way and this is my friend, sicheng."

the other chinese male waved shyly and doyoung nodded as an acknowledgement.

"i'm guessing you're this bunnyhead's roommate? i'm hoping it's all good things he'd tattled about me," ten gave the shorter chinese a sweet smile and doyoung had an urge to smack the back of his head.

"nah, it's all good but from the other's, not," kun smiled mockingly at ten before he turned to doyoung, who was currently holding back his laughter at ten's dumbfounded expression. "i was actually going to invite you to my friend's party tonight."

"oh?"

"yeah, i know it's too sudden and i'll understand if you won't, but i could send you the address, just in case. and oh, taeyong said it's okay to bring a plus one," kun then gave the red-faced ten a coy look before he whipped out his phone from his pocket. seconds later,doyoung's phone vibrated and a message from kun appeared.

"we'll get going now," doyoung waved bye to the two chinese males who walked out of the cafe, talking animatedly.

"we're going," doyoung almost had a whiplash after turning so quickly with what ten said, and looked at him incredulously.

"no,"