"Oh, I just had to talk to my Math teacher really quick." Chenle lied. He didn't want them to think his father watched him his every move.
"Mr Kim?" Jisung asked, a grin in his tone as they left the school.
"Yeah, why?" Chenle frowned.
"Mr Kim's my Dad." Jeno piped in and Jisung couldn't help but laugh when he saw the surprised expression Chenle wore in the review mirror.
"Wow..." Chenle paused, "Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, doesn't it?"
"Why does everyone say that?" Jeno exclaimed. A stranger beeped at him as they held up the finger, thinking that Jeno was yelling at them in road rage making the others in the car burst into laughter. Jeno groaned before stating in defeat, "I'm just going to drive to a mall and we can eat there. Pasta or not."
Walking into the mall, they were surprised to see that it was completely packed. Everyone seemed to be there and it was quite a small one so they had no idea why. It was probably because school had just ended or maybe some store was having some type of sale.
Luckily though, it didn't take them that long to find the food court and much to Chenle's displeasure, there was nowhere that served pasta. Although, Jisung did pay for him and even ordered for him in which Chenle's social anxiety was very grateful for. He saw how uncomfortable Chenle was in line and told him he'd take his order for him. Chenle gave him money to pay for it and everything but the other came back with his food and his money.
"That fucking sucks. All the tables by the windows are taken." Jeno huffed as he walked over to the tables near the end of the food court where it meet with the rest of the mall, Jisung and Chenle in toe. Jisung was also kinda bummed. He loved window seats.
Once they sat down and started eating Jeno questioned between mouthfuls, "So, where are we going after this?"
"Dunno." Jisung shrugged. He then turned to Chenle for his answer.
"Well, I have to be home by five so..." Chenle hesitantly answered expecting some disappointing huffs in his face.
"Oh, okay. We can just chill here then. Do you need a ride home or is someone picking you?" Jeno asked with his big brother eyes that he wore when either Jisung or him needed help.
"Yeah, I need a ride if that's not too much to ask." Chenle answered with a small and hestiant smile.
"Yeah, of course. I have to drop Jisung home too anyways." Jeno replied with a friendly smile.
"Thank you." Chenle said as he felt his shoulders relax.
"I don't mind hanging out around here. I have some things I need to get." Jisung nodded and Jeno scuffed at him.
"You are such a Mama's boy." Jeno laughed.
"It's not for my Dad actually, it's for Haechan and Jaemin. They won't stop hounding me about how cold my house is at night and it's fucking driving me mad. So, I'm going to buy them some darn hoodies and hopefully that'll shut them up." Jisung yapped with scowl.
"What?" Chenle asked, eyes wide like he wasn't sure what he had just heard.
Jisung turned to the other with a frown. He was sitting next to him how did he not hear what he had just said. But then he saw his expression and he turned and saw Jeno wearing the exact same one just with a hint of anger in it. Then he realised what he said.
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