inseperable; jaeyong

thirty

past

'ay, jaehyun! catch!' one of his many friends threw a basketball at jaehyun, who miraculously caught it facing totally opposite to the ball.

'one more game then we'll head home.' his other friend suggested, motioning his hands up so jaehyun could pass him the ball.

'actually, sicheng and i are going to head home!' jaehyun stated, passing the ball to his friend, who nodded his head. 'see you guys tomorrow.'

the two best friends said their farewells and made their way to the exit of the court.

'played well today, winwin,' jaehyun threw a gentle punch at the male's arm, sicheng giggling quietly at the nickname his friend had given him judging by his endless w's in one-on-one games on the court.

'you too, jae.' sicheng responded, throwing an even softer punch. some would say they were flirting.

'should we stop at the convenience store to get an ice-cream?' jaehyun suggested, throwing his arm around the shy sicheng.

'i can't, my dad's going to kill me if i'm not home by 9. it's 8:45.' sicheng shook his head.

'what if i run in and you continue walking? i'll catch up to you?'

'it's ok. i have to run anyways if i want to be at the door by 8:57.'

'will i see you at school tomorrow?' jaehyun asked, sicheng slipping from jaehyun's touch as he began to jog.

'never missed a day of school!'

'where's my goodbye kiss!?'

'fuck you! goodnight!' sicheng shook his head jokingly as he sped off before jaehyun could catch up with him. jaehyun chuckled loudly at the way his best friend would speed off every time he would try to even peck to boy on the forehead or something. he knew how sensitive he was to any skinship, so teasing him wasn't difficult.

it was also quite difficult for jaehyun to try to even make a move on the male. the other wouldn't even allow him to hug him for more than 5 seconds. and it was hard for somebody who had a slight attraction to sicheng. but it was nothing deeper than just an attraction.

at last, not without checking the time first, he set off as well, slipping into the convenience store in a hurry since sicheng wasn't the only one with a strict father.

he trailed his fingers in the cool of ice-cream fridge door as he sought his beloved flavour. finally, he scooped out his flavour, along with one more just in case, and took it to the cash register.

'you're going to make us run out of it soon, you know.' the old man who worked behind the counter who jaehyun had began to befriend stated.

'pleasure doing business with you.' jaehyun, with a large smile on his face, replied with a slip of a note and strolled out with his two ice-creams in his hands.

although it was too close to 9pm, he decided the best walk home was not a walk home without listening to his favourite soft love playlist without his friends teasing him about his lack of "trendy music".

he slipped in his headphones, the two ice-creams in his hands almost giving him a frost bite. but he didn't care. he felt the way frank ocean sang into his soul, speaking through his veins as he urged himself not to move to the rhythm.

however, an interruption came about.

beside him crying was a small, thin boy, about his age, with dark hair and glowing eyes, although it being dark brown. in the light of the moon shone his glossy tears eyes, so precious and vulnerable that it caused jaehyun to switch off his music and look down on the boy sitting in front of the dark house.