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Donghyuck - That bitch. Donghyuck is what everyone either wants or wants to be. Flawless sun-kissed skin, long legs, wavy golden locks. An absolute unit.
Chenle - The most auspicious, wonderful person to bless the planet. A smile that instantly melts hearts. The BIGGEST flirt without even trying.
Renjun - Perfect SAT+ACT scores. Salutatorian. Probably has had sex with your brother(s). Definitely hates your guts.
That’s the cheer captains for you. Sassy and unforgiving. Alone they are powerful, but together they are unstoppable.
Football season was finally over. Donghyuck, Renjun, and Chenle particularly disliked football. They all three agreed the sport was distasteful.
“Balls in your face? That’s not a sport honey.” Donghyuck laughed as he spread sticky, sparkly lip gloss across his plump lips.
“I wish I could get a scholarship for tackling other men in ass-tight capris.” Renjun said, intently staring at his phone.
“I don’t think I can do another year of cheer if we have to share the bus with those sweaty boneheads again. Away games were a nightmare!” Chenle whined.
The trio made their way out of the school bathroom and to the cafeteria, where they performed their very regular routine of gossiping, flirting, gossiping some more, and eating.
“Mark is staring at you again.” Chenle giggled, glancing between the basketball team's lunch table and Donghyuck.
“We been knew.” Renjun stated flatly.
“How would you know Renjun? Your eyes never leave that phone of yours.” Chenle said.
“Shut up.” Renjun hissed.
“Chenle leave him be, he’s texting Arms.” Donghyuck was the peacekeeper of their group. Without him, it would be a shit show (at least in his own lawful, very much unbiased opinion).
“Wait wasn’t he texting Pearly Whites like tWO HOURS AGO?” Chenle was too loud for his own good.
“sHUT UP YOU’RETOOLOUD !” Renjun spat. He wasn't really angry he was just dramatic.
“anD YOU’RE TAKING EVERY ELIGIBLE BACHELOR ON CAMPUS !”
“...Tea.” Donghyuck sipped his iced coffee.
“I am not!” Renjun exclaimed as if he was some victim accused of murder.
“Like you even care Chenle, Jisung-”
“HYUCK I SWEAR-”
“TEA !” Renjun shouts excitedly.
“Will the three of you keep it down? I’m not having any of your buffoonery in here today.” The lunch lady, Barbara, was obviously not having a good time.
“Sorry Barbara! We'll keep it down," they would in fact, not keep it down, "Love your skirt by the way!” Chenle smiled that smile of gold, where his eyes crinkle a bit and it makes anyone in a 20-foot radius fall in love.
“Thank you Chenle.” Her face lifted a bit as she walked away with a little more pep in her step.
“Flirting with the lunch lady, low blow man.” Renjun laughed.
“Says the person who’s literally sucked off Mr.W-”
“oKAYYY AND ON TODAY OF COULD YOU LITERALLY BE ANY LOUDER.”
They may have earned a few more disapproving looks from Barbara that lunch.