Cigarette Smokes (HIATUS ◇ REWRITING)

W A L O

doyoung tapped his foot on the bus floor, following the rhythm of the dream pop music he was listening to. he stared out the window, subconsciously popping his fingers or biting it. two of the habits he'd developed when he's anxious and in need of smoke.

it was 5 pm on a friday, which also meant a lot of people were using the transportation, wanting to get home as soon as possible. this made the bus cramped, and doyoung was just lucky enough to score a seat after the bus dropped a group of students in front of his campus.

he was on his way home, like most of the bus riders. but unlike them who were eager to get home by the prospect of weekend relaxation and the enjoyment of their time alone or with their families, doyoung was eager because he'd finally be able to get his hands on his baby, again.

this thought was enough to get him calmed down despite the throng inside the bus.

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"hyung!" jisung shot up from his entangled state with a black-haired boy on the couch when the door suddenly opened, revealing doyoung who quickly put away his cigarette pack on his pant's back pocket once he realized he wasn't alone in their house. jisung was surprised to see the male. the latter thought the house would be all to himself, since his parents would be out-of-town for a medical charity event, and didn't expect his older brother to come home.

"jisung? i thought you'll be out," doyoung looked at the other male that was sat beside his younger brother. the male waved awkwardly, face flushed. the older gave him a once over, and the boy subtly pulled down his bunched-up shirt.

"yeah, well, lele and i thought it would be better if we just stay in," jisung scratched his nape as he looked down at lele, who cowered at doyoung's natural piercing stare. both boys' faces colored, and jisung prayed to all the gods up and out there, that doyoung would not ask about it. because, heaven forbid, if he did, how would he answer it? oh, you know, we were about to make out, but then you arrived, totally cockblocking the two of us, hell no.

"oh, okay then. i just dropped by to get my baby, and then i'll head out, so you could have the house to yourselves, again," doyoung moved pass them, disregarding their flushed faces and dithered looks.

jisung sighed in relief.

"you're not staying the weekend, hyung?" jisung asked, wanting to ensure that the house would be free for them to mess around with, as he followed doyoung through the house. he stopped at the doorway of their garage to watch as doyoung removed a silver car cover, revealing a black peugeot raven.

doyoung grinned at the shiny contraption before looking at jisung, "nah, ten and i have somewhere to be."

though initially, doyoung didn't want to go to jaehyun's exclusive party, ten had been dying to go and had annoyed him the whole week to agree. it didn't help that kun decided to join ten, and the two of them ganged up on him to make him say yes. he didn't even know when did the two had become closed with each other. but he thought that the two foreigners would not hesitate to be attached to the hips when it meant they could annoy him.

"oh, okay," jisung tried to sound disappointed, but internally, he's glad and was thanking his angel. he and chenle were invited to their friend's close cousin's party, and since chenle's parents weren't okay with their son partying, they're going under the pretense that they were just having a sleepover on the kim's. and having his older brother at the house meant that they cannot go out for the party or even do anything remotely kissing.

doyoung raised an eyebrow at his brother and shook his head at his brother's obvious tricks. "whatever you're doing, just don't get caught by mom and dad, sung. you're getting a lot of yellow cards these days."