better ➸ mashikyu

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"Mashi, can you like, hurry up?" Keita impatiently said,

Mashiho looked at him, "What's with the rush? Is Yedam waiting for you?"

Keita blushed, "N-no, he's not. We're gonna be late that's why I'm telling you to hurry up." he stuttered,

"We still have 30 minutes," Mashiho laughed, "We're not gonna be late."

Keita rolled his eyes, "Whatever, just hurry up. I'm not gonna wait for you."

x

"I told you to take down notes for me but of course, you didn't. A very nice friend indeed."

Seunghun glared at Hyunsuk, "I'm not gonna take notes for you just because we're friends. I have other important things to do."

"More important than me?" Hyunsuk pouted,

"Yes."

"That hurts."

Seunghun stared at Hyunsuk for a moment before taking a sigh, "Okay, fine. Here's the notes I fucking worked hard to write. I'm giving it to you because you're important to me."

Hyunsuk smirked, "Nice."

Yedam, Junkyu and Byounggon came back to their table with food trays in their hands.

Byounggon gently dropped the trays he's holding and pointed at the papers Hyunsuk's holding, "What's that?"

"Seunghun's notes."

"Wow, I've been asking for your notes since forever but I haven't even received anything, yet Hyunsuk hyung..." Junkyu shook his head, feeling betrayed,

"Stop complaining already. I'll hand you mine. I have better notes." Yedam said nonchalantly,

Junkyu beamed at Yedam, "Thanks."

Yedam shrugged while chewing his pasta,

"Look, it's Mashiho and Keita." Byounggon raised his eyebrows at the Japanese pair ordering their food at the school cafeteria's counter,

Seunghun's raised his right hand, "Mashi! Keita! Sit here!" he called,

Mashiho and Keita smiled and walked to them with trays in their hands, "Is it okay?" Keita asked,

"Of course!" Hyunsuk smiled, "Sit here." he offered the seat beside him,

"No, sit next to Yedam." Byounggon smiled at Keita then sat to the seat that Hyunsuk offered,

"Thanks, hyung." Keita said as he sat next to Yedam, who's busy typing something on his laptop, shyly,

Junkyu removed his bag from the seat next to him and offered it to Mashiho, the latter sat and dropped his tray on the table without saying anything,

Junkyu wrapped his arm around the younger's waist and held Mashiho's hand under the table,

"How can I eat properly if you're holding me like this?" Mashiho said in a quiet tone,

Junkyu placed his chin on Mashiho's shoulder, "I don't know. I want you to eat your food but I also want to hold you like this." he said with eyes closed,

Mashiho giggled at the action, "I'll let you hold me later. Let me eat first. I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

Junkyu opened his eyes, surprised and confused, "What? You haven't eaten breakfast yet? Why?" he asked in a worry,