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"Doyoung hyung!"
A younger looking guy is running towards me.
I turned around and was about to run away but Haechan quickly encircled his arm on mine.
"Where do you think you're going, hyung?" he was panting and not letting go of me.
"What do you need?" I shoved his hand away from me, not interested.
Haechan smiled and I knew he needed something from me. He's been using those annoying smiles to leach me off in any way he can.
"Can you help me with my primary source analysis? You will, right?"
I rolled my eyes at him and walked away.
"Wait up, hyung! Please help me. You only have to guide me, I swear." he raised his right hand, solemnly swearing in front of me.
Lies.
But what can I actually do? If I won't help him, he will keep pestering me until I'm pissed.
I knew a lot of annoying people but Haechan is taking the crown.
I hate him.
"In return, you're going to drink two full glasses of beer in 40 seconds."
I saw how his eyes widened.
"H-Hyung, but.."
"Okay, I won't do it." I coldly said, leaving him again.
"Okay, okay! Just promise me you'll help me, okay?" he shouted and many students were staring at us.
Tss. As if I would only help you.
"Stop with your lies Lee Donghyuck. Because every time I'll help you, I end up finishing your whole assignment." I said, looking at him blankly.
Haechan chuckled and showed me a peace sign before running away.
I just shook my head and went back to the classroom.
That night, my friends already planned to have some fun at Johnny's bar.
And this is why I initiated Haechan to drink two portions of draft beer because we planned to chill.
We got ourselves a VIP lounge located at the top portion of the bar. It is an open area with a long modern styled couch and billiard game on the side.
Only VIP guests are allowed to go up here, not even the dancers or flirty girls.
The drinks were served and everyone enjoyed themselves. Chugging here, teasing there.
It was chaotic upstairs and I had to get along with them while reading a new book I bought.
The Subtle Life of Not Giving A F*ck.
I was in the middle of reading when Haechan approached me.
He's a bit tipsy.
"What?" I raised an eyebrow at him and went back to reading.
"This is a bar, hyung. Not a library." He said, slamming his body on my lap.
I pushed him away and our friends started chanting words.
"Hyung, my assignment," said the young lad. Reminding me of his homework.
I took a deep breath, gathered my strength and pushed him away from me.
His butt bumped on the floor that made him wince in pain.
"Ahh, the f*ck?" Haechan cursed him and immediately covered his mouth when Taeyong looked at him.
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NCT SMUTS || Book 3.
FanfictionRated 18+ contents. Read at your own risk! - NCT CHARACTERS - This is a FanFiction. [ Book 3 ]