"a teacher scolded us, so we just ran. poor hongjoong." yuto adds.
"a teacher? honey, that was the principal. why else would run like crazy."
"ohmygod what." yuto says shocked.
"this is a school! what even? and i thought yeosang was bad, pffft." beomgyu shakes his head.
"yeosang is bad, but these two are next level." lia joins the conversation with a judging look on her face.
the door swings open revealing a red headed hongjoong in the entrance "i'll beat- no, i'll murder you two."
"yass go get 'em boy." somi cheers.
hongjoong seemed to remember that there were six kids watching him from their desks as he sighs deep before turning into teacher mode again, locking the anger up.
"alright class, sorry for the disruption. the three of us checked your test and i'll now hand out the results."
a little 'boo' escaped from somi's mouth when hongjoong started to hand out the result.
when hongjoong reached beomgyu and sunwoo's desks, they couldn't help but tease him a little.
"didn't know you were into that kind of stuff, mister hongjoong."
"what's that mark on your neck, mister hongjoong?"
hongjoong's face reddened and he quickly looked back at the two older boys.
"i-i uhm i didn't do anything, they they kissed me. what did they told you?"
beomgyu grins innocently "nothing."
"but you told us enough." sunwoo adds giggling.
hongjoong gasps before throwing their results on their desks and running back to his two classmates.
the two friends laugh before reading their results and scan their mistakes.
"a 54% on math, but a 71% on history." beomgyu smiles proudly.
"woah you did so well! i've a 62% on math and a 67% on history. why am i so average?" sunwoo says rather disappointed.
"well you'd pass if this were an exam. that's something right?" beomgyu tries doubtful.
sunwoo nodds "i guess you're right."
the rest of the hour they spent talking about if they did better or worse. after the serious stuff they moved on to playing games and messing around until it was time to go home.
"have a great little vacation!" hongjoong yelled after them like a proud teacher.
beomgyu and sunwoo separated from the group walking towards taehyun's house.
"forgot your jacket again?"
"i told you yesterday. i meant at my house while i was sleeping at my daddy's house." beomgyu explains.
"but it's fine honestly, let's run to taehyun's house, follow me." beomgyu waves sunwoo's worried look off and starts running.
the loud doorbell keeps ringing nonstop. taehyun growls before going to the door. he opens the door and sees an unknown but yet familiar boy, carrying the fluffy haired beomgyu on his back.
"who- beomgyu?"
"aye hyun, let us in." beomgyu gets off sunwoo's back and walks past taehyun while holding sunwoo's hand.
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hate me | yeongyu
Fanfiction[yeongyu au]: in which beomgyu thinks love and hate are the same things/words. "date me, break me and tell me how you hate me." "i fucking hate you." [DISCONTINUED]
