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Upon the presence of the sun's light shining through his eyes through his window's curtains, Yuta awoke with a stir, his eyes opening laboriously. He felt the feeling of something in his arms, but it took him a few seconds to realize that he was basically clinging onto Dong Sicheng, who was in front of him on his little bunk bed. He let go of the other slightly moving back on the bed out of shock, but then he eased into the situation that was happening. He'd always wanted Sicheng in his bed, and for this reason among all others, and hey, if Sicheng was asleep, why couldn't Yuta enjoy the time that he had to cuddle against him?
With that thought, Yuta wrapped his arms back around Sicheng's body and laid his head right behind Sicheng's. He studied the other male for a few moments then smiled widely, taking in the surroundings and the situation at hand. He then leaned over and kissed Sicheng's shoulder through his shirt before adjusting himself on the bed. He didn't think about what would happen if Sicheng happened to wake up when he did this, but at that moment he didn't really care. He was going to take the opportunity that was set forth in front of him, and he was going to deal with the consequences later, if there were any to be had.
Sicheng however, had been awake for quite some time prior to this, and he felt every single thing that Yuta had done. He felt his arms wrap around him, and he felt the return of the warmth that came with Yuta's touch, and he didn't want to leave that bed anytime soon. Once he felt Yuta's lips on his skin through the shoulder of his shirt, goosebumps were sent down the younger male's spine, and he had to fight the urge to let out a whimper with everything that was within him. From there on, he had no idea what to do. Should he continue to pretend to be asleep, or should he turn around and confront the other male about what had just occurred. Sicheng made a split decision, and he didn't know what the result of this decision would be, but it was a chance that he was willing to take.
He then turned around and looked at Yuta slowly bringing his eyes up to the other's. He gulped and let a small smile creep onto his lips as he looked at the other. He thought for a few moments before he spoke, breaking the silence that filled the room.
"Y-You have s-soft lips."
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" Sicheng thought to himself before waiting for a response from the other nervously.
Yuta looked over at the other, utterly surprised that he was awake and had experienced everything that had just happened. He moved his arms off of Sicheng, not knowing if the other would approve of that or not, and ran one of his hands up and down on the back of his own neck in succession, looking over at Sicheng.
"S-s-sorry about that."
Sicheng shook his head and shrugged.
"I-It's alright. I enjoyed it."
"He what?!" Yuta thought to himself. Was he going insane, or was everything he'd wanted for the longest time finally happening, was something that he wanted to happen finally happening for once in his life?
"Well, then you wouldn't mind if I d-did it again?" Yuta asked, feeling braver than he had moments prior.
Sicheng shook his head no, signalling for Yuta to take action. And that he did.
Yuta leaned over and moved Sicheng's hair away from his eyes and forehead, brushing it back with the palm of his own hand, and laid a long, gentle kiss on the other male's forehead. After leaning back away from Sicheng, Yuta extended his arms to the other, who moved into them just as he had been prior to this.
"I didn't know how you'd r-react if I did that while you were awake but I'm genuinely s-surprised." Yuta spoke his thoughts aloud, letting the other know what exactly he was thinking about at that moment.
Sicheng moved, stretching his arms out to his sides, letting out the most adorable yawn Yuta has probably ever heard in his entire lifetime. Afterwards, he moved, getting up out of the bed and looked over at Yuta's clock, noticing that it was considerably early in the morning, around three hours before classes were set to start, and he let out another long, loud yawn that filled the empty space of Yuta and Taeyong's dorm room.
Yuta scooted over and sat up on the bed, looking over towards the other male.
"If you n-need to wash up, the bathroom's right over there. Towels and everything are in there for you.
Sicheng, looked over at him and smiled.
"I-I sure..I just need to go get some clothes to put on after--" Sicheng spoke before he was abruptly cut off by the sound of Yuta's low morning voice.
"No need. We're probably the same size, you can wear my clothes. I don't mind." Yuta motioned as he leaned over and grabbed a clean pair of sweatpants, socks and a shirt from the floor, bundling them all together and throwing them gently over towards Sicheng.
Sicheng caught the clothes and he looked around and then nodded slowly.
"T-Thank you." He spoke as he headed off down the small hallway and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
As he heard the sound of the water hitting the shower from outside the door, Yuta laid his head back on the wall whilst still on his bunk, and took the situation in. What had just happened? Had he really spent the entire night cuddling with Dong Sicheng? Did he really just let Dong Sicheng use his clothes? Is Dong Sicheng really in the room straight across from him, naked?!
The answer to all of these questions came to Yuta, and his eyes widened as he started to get more nervous that he was prior. The moments before were nice, and he enjoyed every single one of them, but what was to come next? How would the school react if they found out what the two had just did? It wouldn't be a surprise to anyone that knew Sicheng, but Yuta had a reputation to uphold, and that is when the darker side of Yuta's own mind worked against the brighter side of it. He went into complete shutdown mode, and was just waiting for Sicheng to exit the bathroom to put it into full effect.
As Sicheng entered the bathroom, he was met with the scent of faint lavender mixed with wood chips. The two completely different scents oddly worked very well together and a scent that Sicheng would come to know very well, at least he'd hoped so anyways. As he walked over to the shower and laid the clothes that Yuta had gave to him moments prior onto the floor, he started undressing himself slowly. He took his shirt off with ease, and moved on to the bottoms, getting them off rather easily as well. He then took his socks off, throwing them in the corner, leaving them there as he would retrieve them when he got out of the shower. He then crossed his arms and shivered slightly, as it was cold in the dorm's bathroom, and standing on cold tile floor was not a good thing at all. He then reached down, and slid his boxers down to his ankles and sighed, taking them off and throwing them over to the pile that contained the rest of his clothes.
He softly stepped into the shower, and leaned over, turning the "H" knob for the water on all the way, then moving the "C" slightly to balance the temperature of the water. However, he was halted by water splashing onto his legs from the shower's faucet. He let out a moderately volumized yelp and noticed a lever like object between the two knobs, and hit it. The shower then began to work properly, as he came to the conclusion that before he hit that lever, it was on the bath setting instead of the shower one.
Sicheng's shower was longer than his usual routine shower. He would usually take only about five minutes to get in, get wet, rub a little bit of soap here and there, rinse off, and then he was done. But this time, he was really taking it all in, and letting all of his worries go. As the warm water hit his back and his shoulders, he felt the relief of worrying about how Yuta would perceive him in the future float right off of his shoulders and away from his body. This was the best that Sicheng had felt in a really, really long time, and he was content in staying like this for a while.
When he had finished his shower, he turned off the water, and got out of the shower, taking a towel and drying himself off before grabbing the clothes that Yuta had given him earlier, putting them on. They were a bit loosely fit, as Yuta was a bit more in shape than Sicheng was, but it worked. The pants were a bit baggy and the shirt oversized, but Sicheng was comfortable and that's all he wanted in his clothes, comfort above all. He gathered up all of his own clothes that he had thrown into the corner of the bathroom, and opened the door to the hallway, walking out and shutting it behind him.
He turned and walked back into the main room of the dorm and looked, seeing Yuta at his desk, his hands on his head. Sicheng immediately thought that he hadn't heard him come out of the bathroom yet, and that he was just waiting for him to do so.
"Y-Yuta?" Sicheng spoke up, awaiting a response from the older male.
Yuta's hands left his head as he sat there and looked at the wall for a minute, licking his lips before standing up and turning towards Sicheng to address him.
"Sicheng, you need to go. Please." Yuta spoke lowly, looking over and staring at Sicheng.
Sicheng's mood dropped instantly and everything came back to him. Everything that had became a weight lifted off his shoulders, was put right back on them in a span of five seconds. He felt terrible, and he didn't even know what to say, so he just stood there for a moment before he finally gathered his thoughts.
"W-What? W-w-why?"
"Don't ask questions, you just need to leave."
"I-"
"Go."
Sicheng began to breathe a little quicker than usual, and he leaned down and grabbed his shoes before he looked back at Yuta, who had still been staring at Sicheng and standing in the same position from where he had started a few moments ago. Sicheng grabbed his book and his bookbag, opened the door to Yuta's room and speed-walked down the hallway and to his room. He opened the door and shut it immediately, threw his shoes into the room with no care of what they hit, and climbed up the bunk bed's ladder and laid in his bed, putting himself under his covers.
He laid there, curled up into a ball, crying for what seemed like ages. Everything had hit him at once, and it was really taking a toll on him and his emotions. He had a little taste of what being around Yuta was like, and he absolutely loved it, he wanted to relish every single moment that he had around Yuta, he wanted to mentally take a video of last night so that he could replay it in his head whenever he wanted to, and he never wanted last night to end. But Yuta clearly had very different plans and interpretations of what had happened, and he had taken them out on Sicheng, unrightfully so. At least this is what Sicheng thought. He thought that like everyone else he'd known in his life, that he was being casted aside by yet someone else that he had loved, and it brought a ton of memories back that he had planned on never bringing back up, ever.
Once he finally came to his senses and stopped crying, he sat up on his bunk and rubbed his eyes for a good five minutes before getting off the bed and looking around for his shoes. In the midst of all the emotions running through his mind, he must not have paid attention to where the shoes had went, because one was right in front of the bed, and the other was across the dorm room, next to a broken television.
"F-Fuck!!" He ran over and lifted the television from the ground just enough to see if it was broken, and it was definitely broken.
"J-J-Jaehyun's gonna fucking k-kill me." He shook his head as he grabbed his other shoe, slipped them both onto his feet, and was on his way to his classes. The first one of which, he shared with the man who had just took his heart and stepped on it repeatedly as hard as he possibly could.
As he arrived in the classroom, Professor Taeyeon was already in the middle of one of her lectures, and all eyes shot to him as he walked in the room.
"Sicheng..you're late." Taeyeon spoke as she halted her lecture and looked his way, her voice stern and clear in tone.
"I-I-I know I'm s-sorry." He spoke as he rushed toward his seat, before he was once again halted by Taeyeon's voice.
"Sicheng, your seat has been switched, you're now in the front of the last row, just beside Ms. Kim." Taeyeon spoke as she turned around the the whiteboard and continued her lecture.
Sicheng stopped and looked up, seeing Yuta trying not to look at him in his seat, he then looked over to the seat behind Kim Yerim, or Yeri for short. He sighed and walked to his new seat, and sat down, getting out everything he needed to for the class.
The class went by extremely slow, slower than usual it seemed like. This was all because of the stress Sicheng's brain, body, and emotions were under due to Nakamoto Yuta and what he had done just an hour prior. He wanted it to end so he could just go on about his day in peace, not be humiliated by himself at the fact that he was in the same room as the man that he loved, and the man that viciously broke his heart into small pieces.
As the class was near it's end, Taeyeon had to run a small errand within the school, so on her way out she spoke.
"No talking while I'm gone class. I'm looking at you Nakamoto." She said firmly as she left the room.
The classroom started to buzz with conversations as the left the room. Sicheng turned around to stretch his back and locked eyes with Yuta, who stared back at the younger male before they both looked away awkwardly.
"Hey. Hot mess. Hello." Sicheng heard someone speak near him, but didn't know they were addressing him.
"Are you deaf."
Sicheng turned around and was greeted by the voice and face of his new deskmate Yeri.
Yeri was a person that had always caught Sicheng's attention, but he didn't know what for. Maybe it was because she was too a fellow loner, at least it seemed that way before Seulgi walked up and pulled up a chair beside the two and joined in the conversation.