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Yeosang is resting his head against the small table in the cafeteria while he’s waiting for Seonghwa and Wooyoung to arrive. He was extremely tired after the whole interaction at the convenience store, then having to rush back home and listen to his father’s drunk yelling all night long, preventing him from getting a second of sleep. He had thought about texting Jongho but didn't want to be weird, texting someone he barely knew at three in the morning. He sits up taking his phone out in the process, pressing Jongho’s contact. He sat staring at the screen for a while, not knowing what to type. He was spaced out and hadn't noticed the figure standing next to him until they spoke up “Hey.” Yeosang turns his head surprised to see Jongho standing there smiling at him; he feels like he definitely just manifested this.
Yeosang smiles back at him, genuinely happy to see the other boy which he hadn't expected after meeting him in the restroom..“Can I sit with you?” Jongho hesitantly asked, pointing to one of the empty seats across from him “Oh my friends usually sit over there” Yeosang said without thinking “You can sit here!” He said realizing he sounded rude he quickly grabbed his bag off the seat next to him, tossing it onto the floor without a second thought.
Jongho was still smiling at him as he sat down next to Yeosang. He was a nervous wreck after last night, being interrogated by all his friends about this "mystery boy” Mingi ranted about he had lied and told them they had met recently in a shared class. He had a suspicion no one believed that, since Mingi had dramatically explained their interaction at the convenience store, making it sound more like a k-drama than real life. They all teased him about his “secret collage romance” later actually encouraging him to seek Yeosang out, agreeing with Mingi about giving him tickets for their show they had this weekend..
And that leads Jongho to now, sitting next to Yeosang, asking him if he had actually wanted to go to one of their concerts. Yeosang had been excited, telling him he’d love to go, mentioning that he and his friends loved concerts. Jongho had been happy to hear he had actually wanted to go, explaining to Yeosang that they had a show coming up in a couple days, he said he’d deal with the tickets telling yeosang to just find a way there and to bring his friends with if he’d like. Yeosang was beyond excited, looking more lively than Jongho had seen in the past two days.
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Yeosang was smiling brightly while talking to an unknown guy when Seonghwa and Wooyoung had arrived, immediately spiking Seonghwa's anxiety. Wooyoung had simply looked at him as they watched from afar “who the fuck is that guy?” he said a bit irritated, Seonghwa shrugged “No clue, but guess we’ll be finding out” he said making his way to their table, he was also a bit irritated not having the energy to deal with someone new. Yeosang spotted them as they got closer to their table, his smile somehow getting bigger as he was waving at them.
The random guy turned around looking at them, or more specifically, watching Seonghwa, his face giving away the fact he was trying to figure out who the other boy was; it made Seonghwa panic a little wondering if this guy had known him before college. He hadn't recognized him but to be fair, he was really bad at remembering faces and names, it took him weeks to remember his friends names. Once they got to the table Wooyoung glared straight at Jongho crossing his arms. Seonghwa sighed taking a seat across from Yeosang knowing Wooyoung was about to interrogate them
“Who the hell are you?” Wooyoung said, lifting his eyebrow as he glared at Jongho. Yeosang put his head in his hand covering his eyes, sighing as Jongho was slightly panicking “I-” his face went red as his voice cracked “sorry!, sorry.. uh I’m Jongho” he quickly spit out, Wooyoung squinted his eyes at him then looked to Yeosang who was still covering his face “why’s he here?” Yeosang looked up smiling, making Wooyoung stop glaring. Yeosang explains that Jongho had invited them all to a show his band was having this Friday night.
Wooyoung was unfortunately intrigued when Jongho mentioned free tickets, he finally sat down looking at Seonghwa who seemed to be spaced out. He feels bad knowing he probably kept him awake yelling the night before. He looked back at the other two “so, how come you're giving us free tickets?” Yeosang looked at Jongho, also wondering why. Jongho didn't exactly know what to say, he didn't really have a reason Mingi just yelled it out and it went from there he knew it was Mingi making sure he got Yeosang’s number, but he’d rather not embarrass himself.
He opted on saying it was Mingi’s idea to invite him after they had talked at the store, making Wooyoung have even more questions. forgetting about the tickets entirely as he started interrogating them again, asking how they even knew each other, and how they met. Jongho didn't know what to say not wanting to mention their less than idle meeting.
He took a sigh of relief when Yeosang started explaining. Jongho listened as Yeosang explained they met in class, but had seen each other last night at the store and that Jongho and his friend had helped him carry groceries to his car. Jongho had wondered why Yeosang lied about the beer to his friends, but hadn’t bothered hiding that he was getting it for his dad when Jongho had asked. though he supposes it's hard to lie about something that was in your hands.
Wooyoung seemed to believe everything Yeosang was saying, eventually stopping his questions. now talking to Seonghwa about art class as they go back to their conversation that had been interrupted. They were all too focused on their conversations, not paying attention to the time until Jongho's alarm for first period had gone off, scaring the other three with the unexpected noise.
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Seonghwa was standing quietly by the cafeteria doors, while playing with his gloves staring at nothing in particular as he waited for the other two to be finished saying bye to Jongho before the boy hurried to his own class. They started their own walk together since they had the same morning class, Seonghwa was barely listening to them talking his mind occupied with hundreds of thoughts he hadn't gotten much sleep he had hoped writing the night before would be helpful but it had only made things worse, leaving him to stay awake all night as his paranoia consumed him making him wonder why he had even bothered listening to his doctor’s suggestion. Seonghwa was the first to sit down once they got to class, immediately laying his head down on the table too tired to listen about the history of art.
Wooyung felt a little guilty as he watched Seonghwa lay his head down, quickly falling asleep before their professor was even there. He knew the other boy already had trouble sleeping. He had hoped Seonghwa was already asleep as he argued last night but considering his tired state he knew the older boy had gotten little to no sleep. Seonghwa hadn't asked about the yelling which Wooyoung was thankful for not wanting to explain that whole mess. He looks away from Seonghwa, pulling his notebook out as their professor starts his lecture.
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Seonghwa was questioning his life choices as he sat in Wooyoung's vanity chair while they got ready for the concert. The younger boy was carefully doing his makeup while Yeosang was getting changed in their bathroom, Seonghwa was a little nervous knowing Wooyoung had picked out their outfits this time. He was hoping it wasn't extremely revealing. Seonghwa didn't mind wearing revealing clothes depending on how he was feeling, Yeosang preferred to not stand out;. Unlike Wooyoung who always had a bold style, experimenting with bold makeup, piercings and brightly colored hair. His current hair being silver with light blue tips, his makeup and outfit matching.
He was ready before either of them, since he had to do all of their makeup.
Wooyoung announced he was done as he spun the chair toward the mirror Seonghwa was pleasantly surprised when he seen himself, He had a slight black smokey eye with silver glitter sitting on top, Wooyoung had insisted on using spray glitter on his whole body, making him feel like Edward Cullen he was already irritated with trying to remove it later on, wooyoung had finished with putting a slightly tinted lip gloss on him making his lips a reddish pink
Wooyung was smiling behind him with his hands on his hips “You look even hotter your welcome” he said playfully winking at Seonghwa through the mirror, Seonghwa lightly shook his head turning the chair to face Wooyoung. “You're sure it not too much?” He didn't want to stand out much not having the confidence he used to when they first met, “Of course it's too much!” Wooyoung exclaimed putting his hands on Seonghwa's shoulders startling the boy “We're supposed to be the hottest ones there.” he said serious with a straight face making Seonghwa start laughing
Yeosang walks in looking extremely uncomfortable “So- this shirt is like, super tight” he says crossing his arms over himself covering the pale yellow tank top Wooyoung looks proud of himself “okay but you look hot so?” Yeosang just gives him a disappointed look curling into himself more “Don't worry i know you pretty well so i got you a jacket too.” Wooyoung said smiling throwing a loose black jacket his way, turning around throwing a bag at Seonghwa “You’re turn” he said with a mischievous smirk
Seonghwa was standing in the bathroom he groans as he pulls out a sleeveless black and white striped crop top out of the bag he digs through the bag finding slightly baggy black cargo pants he was hoping to find a pair of gloves, having worn long fingerless gloves with any outfit that didn't have long sleeves, he thankfully found some silently thanking Wooyoung for knowing to get them just like Yeosang's jacket. Finally finished changing into the tight clothes He steps back looking into the mirror as he pulls his gloves on he stared at himself for a while trying to find something wrong, instead all the confidence he’s lost over the years came rushing back.
He smiled feeling good about himself for the first time in a while, he was brought out of his thoughts when Wooyoung started knocking on the door asking if he could come in. Seonghwa opened the door to a smiling Wooyoung “Damn i did good” he said looking him up and down, He had come in to give Seonghwa different kinds of jewelry before they returned to Wooyoung's room where Yeosang was waiting patiently rolling a blunt. They gathered the things they’d need, shoving all of it in Yeosang's small crossbody bag before heading out the dorm.