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Taekjoo stood leaning, with his back on the wall outside the classroom. He had done this twice before, it was nothing new. The teacher just.. didn't like him.
He looked at Yevgeny, who was fidgeting with the hemp of his oversized school shirt. Taekjoo noticed his small quirky habits. How Yevgeny's eyes wandered outside, as if thinking something intently. His nervous habit of biting his nails and touching his neck frequently. Taekjoo noticed all of it. He found it quite...adorable.
"What is it?'
"I-I was wondering, if you were d-dating someone.." Yevgeny blurted out. He waited for a reaction. Anything.
Taekjoo scoffed.
"Why do you wanna know?"
A quiet pause. "No reason.. just curious.." Yevgeny replied, wistfully.
Yevgeny looked crestfallen as Taekjoo had evaded his question. He pondered over it day and night, scared to ask, lest Taekjoo thought he was weird. He had mustered up all his courage to ask him that question. Taekjoo's indifference worried Yevgeny. He refused to meet Taekjoo's gaze. Fearing rejection and frightened at the thought of him rebuking Yevgeny.
Yevgeny had to know. It was a necessity.
Taekjoo had unknowingly took up Yevgeny's mind in a storm. Invading his thoughts everyday. Every waking moment, Yevgeny's mind was flooded with Taekjoo. Those brown eyes looked both inviting and terrifying. Yevgeny felt that if he looked at Taekjoo one more time, he would be lost in those deep canyons of his eyes. Taekjoo was like a flame to him. Strikingly beautiful and passionate from afar, threatening to burn and consume him, if near. He was so close, yet so far.
Yevgeny's train of thought broke with the sound of Taekjoo's voice.
"I-I mean I'm not, right now.." Taekjoo replied hesitantly, blood rushing up to his cheeks and ears.
Yevgeny flipped his head towards Taekjoo so hard, pain shot up along his neck. Yevgeny held his neck tightly, confusion clouding his brief moment of clarity.Taekjoo was on his side immediately, supporting his neck with his broad hands.
Did he hear it right? Taekjoo wasn't dating someone.
Yevgeny was on cloud nine.
As Taekjoo dragged him to the nurse's office, muttering something about not moving your head suddenly, Yevgeny could only smile like an idiot.
Maybe, just maybe.. he would have a chance.