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     Chanyeol begins to drag his best friend, Kim Jongin, to the bathroom, the latter hissing at him for walking to fast. It was fifth period, the class they were supposed to be attending was history. Instead of doing the class work assigned, he had dragged the tanned male, telling the teacher that he had to go to the nurse.

The teacher would've scolded him, but this was Mr.Daniel, a person who didn't give two shits about student disappearances. He didn't even realize that once one student came back from god knows what, another student would go out until almost all of the class had gone out.

"Can you fucking slow down?!" Jongin exclaimed, turning around to see if any teachers were behind him. He was paid no attention to as he was shoved into the bathroom, the door behind them ricocheted against the blue tiled wall.

Chanyeol ducks under each stall, making sure that they were the only two boys in the bathroom. Just as a precaution, he opened each door, making sure nobody was hiding.

"What are you doing?" Jongin asked quizzically, flinching slightly when the stalls bounced against the walls. The giant sighs in relief when nobody's in there, except for him and his best friend.

"I need to tell you something." He replies, his back leaning against the wall as he faced his best friend. Jongin stares at Chanyeol with his mouth slightly open, unable to process what his best friend had just said.

"You want to tell me something?"

"Yeah, that's what I said a few seconds ago." Jongin pinches the bridge of his nose, eyes closed as he breathes out. Chanyeol looks at him worriedly, his eyes scanning his best friend to see if he was alright. A few seconds later however, the giant had found himself being punched continuously by the tanned male, a series of groans leaping out of his mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Chanyeol exclaimed, trying his best to avoid the hits that were being aimed at him.

"You're an idiot! So you thought it would be alright to ruin my sleep, drag me to the fucking bathroom just so you could tell me something?! I swear to god, if what you're going to tell me isn't important, I'm going to shove your face in the toilet." He seethed before smacking the back of the tallers head. Chanyeol winced slightly at the impact, a hand immediately going to his head, desperately trying to soothe the pain.

"I'm older than you, Kim Jongin. Have you forgotten?"

"Have you forgotten that I don't give a fuck?" He retorted, a smirk on his lips as he leans against the sink in victory. Chanyeol's face falls in defeat as he mutters to himself.

"I hate you."

"I love you too, hyung." The tanned male snickers when he sees his best friend sigh, hands in his pocket as he closes his eyes.

"So...what's so important that you had to drag me here to the bathroom? You could've just told me in class, you know?"

"We have very noisy people in class, Jongin. Even if I whisper, it's like I'm announcing it on a microphone and suddenly everyone hears. I'm trying to avoid that." Jongin thinks about it for a split second before immediately nodding his head.

He had remembered when he was telling Chanyeol and Sehun about this girl he had met at a college party and how when they were about to have sex, she had vomited all over him. His best friends had snickered at him, but suddenly the whole class tagged along. He was confused, but nonetheless, didn't really care. The next day was total chaos for him. Everyone had found out about this incident, and Jongin had to duck his head for the entire day so they weren't able to see his embarrassed face.

That had to be the worst day of his life.

"Don't make fun of me. You're my best friend and it's killing me to tell someone, so I'm telling you." He breathes out, gripping the tanned male by the shoulders, shaking him a bit.

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