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"Eat, Bo-ya," Cheong Myeong smiles softly, making Tang Bo's stomach freeze in terror.
His friend isn't from the Tang family, so why does he feel like he's about to be poisoned?
"O-okay," Tang Bo says, not daring to question the other's decision.
He carefully takes a bite of meat, not touching Cheong Myeong's calloused fingers with his lips. Carefully—because the other's chicks are looking at them with glowing, frighteningly red eyes, and their hands are already reaching for their weapons. It seems like one wrong move and the entire dining hall will pounce on him with weapons.
He's still not strong enough to handle so many people. At least not without weapons. Although, if hyung helps...
"Hyung," he says, pushing the piece of meat behind his cheek. "If your chicks and I fight, whose side will you take?"
He's already expecting the answer 'my chicks', when Cheong Myeong chuckles softly and leans closer to his ear, whispering,
"I don't need a reason to kick those little brats' asses."
Suppressing the goosebumps from what could be called flirting if it weren't for his hyung, Tang Bo smiles and leans toward the other's fingers, licking the juices, then picking up the meat with his lips, touching the other's hand, almost caressing it. Tang Bo then rests his head on the other's shoulder, watching out of the corner of his eye as the particularly hot-blooded ones begin to draw their weapons, restrained by their neighbors.
A sound distracts him from these thoughts.
Smooch.
The entire cafeteria, even the more sensible children, stare at them.
Tang Bo doesn't immediately realize the touch on the top of his head. Only when it repeats with the same sound does Tang Bo realize he's being kissed on the top of his head.
Oh.
Raising his head, he decides to push aside the thought of being watched—smiling, bringing his face closer to the other's.
Cheong Myeong closes his eyes, opening his mouth for a kiss.
Tang Bo will die today, with others' gazes burning into his back, but at least he'll die happy.
He kisses Cheong Myeong.