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#7 - Candy

I don't understand, Stop this! I'm a guy too!

I know you know what I am feeling

I am so tired

Chenle watched Mark walk with his head down towards their table.

Oh jeez, how bad did it go?

Chenle worried as Mark sat at their table with a small bruise on his nose.

"Where's your bag?" He asked cautiously. Mark sighed.

"I don't know. I completely screwed this up. I made a fool of myself, and I lost my backpack." He said while gesturing to his nose, which had tissues plugging it. Chenle laughed.

"Don't worry, Mark. You'll always have other chances." Speaking of the devil, just as he said that, he saw Haechan, who was sitting at the other side of the cafeteria. The boy had two backpacks. He smiled to himself and tried to get Mark's attention.

"Hey~ look there. Is it just me, or does Haechan have two bags?"

"Oh, no." Mark's face drained of color. "Do I have to talk to him after that class? Oh, gosh."

"I believe in you! Go!" Chenle chuckled while pushing Mark up and out of his seat. Mark looked back a couple of times while slowly walking to the other boy. Chenle smiled.

He watched as Mark went up to the other boy, face slowly turning red as he talked to Haechan. Chenle looked away, feeling awkward because he was sitting alone at a table, watching as his friend embarrassed himself some more. He tapped his fingers. Where were Jaemin and Renjun?

He sat there for another two minutes, and seeing that Mark wasn't coming back any time soon, Chenle decided to go and find his other friends.

Completely oblivious as to what he was about to get himself into, he exited the cafeteria. Where could they be? Did they stay in after class? He wondered. As he walked through the school hallways, he would occasionally peer into classrooms.

After looking for ten minutes, he decided that they probably weren't there.

"Where..." Chenle mumbled to himself. He suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around.

"What are you doing here during lunch?" Jisung asked. He had been on his way to the restroom when he saw Chenle wandering around.

"I was looking for my friends. Have you seen them?" Chenle said, trying to avoid eye contact by looking around. He didn't want to have to look directly at the taller.

"Who, Jaemin and Renjun?" Chenle nodded, eyes finally meeting Jisung's. "I saw them walking to behind the school."

"Why would they go there?" Chenle asked, tilting his head. Little did he know, that small action made Jisung's heart skip a beat.

"I don't know, but do you want me to take you to them." Jisung offered. Say yes, say yes, please-

"Okay, sure." Chenle agreed. But, on the inside, he said, Oh, god, save me, don't leave me with this guy.

They walked side by side, heading towards the exit of the school. Jisung couldn't seem to walk in a straight line, as he was constantly bumping shoulders with the older. He would also glance over at Chenle every few seconds, just to admire his features. He was enjoying this time so much.

Chenle, on the other hand, was not. Ugh, why did he have to be stuck with Jisung? Chenle absolutely hated his guts. After Jisung looked at Chenle and bumped his shoulder against his for the nth time, he snapped.

"Can you please stop touching my shoulder?" Chenle asked harshly. Jisung's smile dropped, and he looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice," Jisung muttered. Chenle immediately felt terrible for being so rude. They exited the building and turned right towards the back of the school.

"Look, I didn't-" Chenle started. He paused as he saw Jisung's eyes widen.

"Oh my god," Jisung said, looking somewhere far away.

"You could at least let me-" He got cut off.

"No, not that, look over there!" Jisung said, aggressively pointing at something behind the school.

"What..." And then Chenle saw it. Something he probably shouldn't have seen. His best friends, Jaemin and Renjun, were making out behind the school. In shock, he couldn't do anything but stand and stare. Renjun was pinned against the wall, his hands running through Jaemin's hair. Jaemin had his hands on Renjun's waist. Chenle felt his face flush.

He grabbed Jisung's hand and quickly dragged them both away from the scene. Jaemin and Renjun? Oh my god, my god. Since when did he and Jaemin become a thing? Chenle was too lost in his thoughts to notice that Jisung now has a slight blush on his face. They stopped in front of the janitor's closet. Realizing he was still holding Jisung's hand, he quickly ripped it out of his grip.

"No one hears about what we just saw, yeah?" Chenle said, glaring at Jisung. "If anyone knows they'll probably...well, let's not think about that. But you get my point."

Jisung nodded fervently. Chenle suddenly saw two figures round a corner and panicked. He looked for the closest place to hide and pulled Jisung into the janitor's closet with him. They stood in the confined place in silence, listening for Jaemin and Renjun's footsteps to pass. Once they did, he let out a sigh of relief.

However, it dawned on him what situation he was in. He, Chenle, was stuck in a closet with Jisung, and they were so close he could feel Jisung's breath on his face. Chenle was very thankful for the lack of light because the blush on his face would've been blatant if not for that.

"I think they left," Jisung stated.

"Yeah." Chenle grabbed the handle of the door, but when it wouldn't turn, he cried a little inside. He inhaled.

"The door is locked."

[ISTG I DIDN'T MEAN TO PUBLISH THIS BUT OOPS I CAN'T DEPUBLISH SO WHOOPS]