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As Renjun stomped down the street angrily, he felt his chest aching and eyes burning. It had been such a promising day until that ridiculous argument, and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks as he thought about it harder. No matter how he saw it, he was being played with. The business of all their odd and unique dispositions or interests was so important, yet he wasn't even informed on all of them.
As he watched a droplet of clear liquid descend from the end of his nose onto the scruffy pavement, it splattering with the aid of gravity, he lifted his hand and tentatively touched his cheek. It was warm.....and wet. His nose was stuffy and his stomach felt odd. Why the hell am I crying over those lunatics? He tried to make this all seem strange and annoying in his head....but still, he just felt betrayed. He didn't even know them.
Just as he took a singular step forward again, the glass of the window beside him was tapped repeatedly to capture his attention. Renjun flinched, stumbling away from the cafe window and clutching his chest with one hand while wiping his eyes with the other.
The culprit was within, sitting there like a model with his adorably fluffy, brown hair, hazel eyes, full lips and that dazzling smile. He finger was still pressed to the grimy glass, and Renjun couldn't help but smile a little at the sight. "YangYang?"
Obviously the younger couldn't actually hear him, nor could he verbally respond, but he did nod happily as he lip-read his own name. His finger retracted before he pressed his whole hand down, to which the older chuckled and placed his own against it, like some cheesy movie scene.
'Come in' he could see the brunette urge, the tentacles of whirling steam escaping his generic white mug reaching up to tickle his high cheekbones. Renjun hesitated, checking the time and sighing when he realised he had nowhere to be. Besides, YangYang was wonderful company, and he could do with getting to know him even better.
The smaller trailed along the outside before reaching the glass door, pushing in and listening to the little bell above it chime. A merry atmosphere was present as his nose detected all sorts of delectable treats and drinks. A few families were dotted about, children munching on muffins and adults discussing whatever over coffees.
The male's eyes met those of his new friend's across the room, his feet taking him to the window seat before he even decided to himself. He meekly took a seat opposite him and tried to smile even through the pain in his chest.
"Not in any offensive way," YangYang began, swirling his hot drink within the mug, "But you look awful, Dude. Care to share your troubles? Or maybe you want to forget them..."
"Ugh, forgetting them sounds like bliss....." Renjun murmured, "But it's impossible. Those irritating neighbours I told you about...."
"Mmm?"
"They're...." the smaller tried, scooping through his mental lexicon before settling on a term. "They're cunning."
"How so?"
"Well, I've been nothing but honest with them and lenient....yet I'm still learning new things everyday about them. Like, one of them which I thought was a girl-"
"Oh, the Chinese one?"
"Mhm, her....wait, him."
"Him?" YangYang gasped like an invested teenager. "How intriguing. Are they a transgender? A male?"
"Not even. Chenle doesn't seem to intend on being a girl, or a boy for that matter. 'Use female pronouns when I'm a girl' he said.....but he then proceeded to slag me for being upset by saying 'I never told you I was a girl'."
"So he's like.....Actually, I don't know how to describe that. It's weird that they wouldn't, y'know, slip that little piece of information in..."
"Him, the thief and nightwalker, a guy who seems to have a 'daddy kink' in a different headspace, and a famous actor all sneakily whispering and treating me like a kid who wouldn't understand....I'm really irked."
The younger's big, sparkly eyes examined his friend and his shitty mood carefully, choosing wisely what to say. For all he had a carefree attitude and a stellar sense of humour, he knew when evasive actions or empathetic words were needed. "Have you heard them out? Like, I'm sure they're super nervous if they have that much going on, you see."
"Of course I have," the brunette groaned, "But they're only drip feeding me small things. I need them to be upfront and honest. It's so unfair...."
"Oh! By the way, you never mentioned you lived with a star. Who? A singer? A model?"
"Well, something like that...."
"Vague," YangYang pouted, but chose to surrender and let him be. "So, that was why you were crying out there? They upset you?"
Renjun blushed out of sheer embarrassment upon hearing it out loud and in simplistic words. God, he sounded like such a cry baby when faced with it that way. "It was way more intense in my head..."
"Oh, I'm not slagging you, Ren. Genuinely, it's not nice seeing people cry. I hope I've lifted your mood, even if only a little."
The older placed his interlaced hands on the table and finicked with his own fingers. Indeed his mood had improved, and the pleasant taller was such a sweetheart. He brought a wide smile to his face, a real one that expressed with honesty how happy he really was to see him. It was amazing having a proper friend like this so soon....He was blessed. "Yang, you're a legend."
The younger faltered, doe eyes widening exponentially with surprise but also a little adoration. He loved compliments....and Renjun's were even nicer. His lashes then fanned his upper cheeks when he looked down to his black coffee and tightened his hold on the ceramic container. "I'm not. I just like listening to people."
"Well, I appreciate it a lot," the smaller smirked cutely before leaning forward and relaxing a great deal. He smelt the yummy aroma of the hot drink and decided he was in need of a little something himself. "I'm going to go and get a mocha. Want anything else? Are you in a hurry to get anywhere?"
YangYang sat back and immediately thought of his sister who'd promised to meet him later after eight months of being away. She too studied in Korea, but not in Seoul....
I think I might wait and help him out first, he decided, glancing up to Renjun who was up and stretching his pale arms. "Nope. I'm all good to stick around."
"Oh, awesome. I don't want to go home..."
"Well, I'll be your entertainment for the night then," he winked. As the shorter chuckled and proceeded to head towards the counter to order, the young adult swiftly yanked his phone from his pocket and sent a quick text to his sibling.
Sorry sis, something came up. I'll see you another time...
Of course he felt a little bad, but family was family. She'd wait for him just like he'd wait for her....
Renjun, on the other hand, was currently a fleeting member of his life that he wanted to make more permanent, which required time and effort. He really thought the older was a sound guy, and needed to give him a chance.
"Time for caffeine and tears," Renjun placed his drink onto the varnished surface before wiping the backs of his legs with his hands and sitting down again. YangYang sported an adorable grin.
"All sweaty? I hate when my skin sticks to leather. So sore."
"Ugh, tell me about it. One of my neighbours lifted me onto his fucking lap and-" He paused, patches of red blooming across his already warm cheeks. "Ah, never mind. A story for another day..."
"Aaaw, pity," the other hummed as he partook from his mug, "It sounded interesting."
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Hey my fine people, I've returned!
I just want to thank you all so much for your patience, and I'm more than ready to get back into updates!
I suppose I got excited when I started writing this again, 'cause there's more drama along the line sooner than I thought was possible ;-;
Enjoy~
-lily