Win woke up to the sound of buzzing. His phone was vibrating on the bedside table. He turned over very cautiously as to not wake Team. When he read who was calling him at six in the morning.
Dad.
Win carefully slid out of bed grabbing the phone and bringing it ti the bathroom, answering it as he shut the bathroom door.
"Pa good morning" He said looking in the mirror at his sleepy self, rubbing his eyes as he listened to his father on the other line.
"..."
"Wait! What did you say?!" Win's eyes shot open.
"..."
"...How long?" He took in a deep breath.
"..."
"Pa! That's not what we agreed on!" He yelled until he remembered Team was still asleep.
"..."
Win scoffed pressing his tongue to the wall of his mouth. "I can't believe you changed it! How did you even get the papers? I turned them in at the very last minute."
"..."
Win's eyes dropped along with his tone of voice. "Why are you doing this Pa?"
"..."
He ran his hand through his hair before slamming it down on the sink. "And you decided blackmailing me would help bring honor to our family!?" Win sounded hurt.
"..."
"Marrying a stranger is out of the question Pa. I'll never do it." He said bitterly.
"..."
"Pa..If I go to Japan I won't be able to see Team for several years." He said defeatedly.
"..."
"...I can't..I won't ask him to do that." He sighed looking at his now pitiful reflection in the mirror.
"..."
"Whatever Pa. I'm doing this for him, not you."
"..."
His father ended the call, and with that Win put his phone faced down on the sink. He turned on the faucet an splashed himself in the face with the ice cold water. He brought his hands up to his hair gripping it tightly on both sides, hard enough to pull a few strands.
His hands dropped back down to his sides. He looked up at the overhead light until he started seeing little white specks everywhere. When he looked back down he inhaled sharply and grabbed his phone heading out of the bathroom.
He opened the door only to find Team lying in bed awake facing the bathroom door. Win forced a smile.
"Sorry. Did I wake you?" He said climbing back into bed.
Team shook his head. "No I just got cold because you left so I woke up."
"Mmm. Sorry baby my dad called." He patted Team's head. "Lets go back to sleep."
Team's head shook again. "I have class at eight anyways and I wanted to get to school around seven so I could study in the library for a little."
Team pecked Win before getting out of bed and heading towards the bathroom to shower and get changed.
When he got out he was drying his hair, he saw Win standing up picking up his keys from the beside the bedside lamp.
"What are you doing?" Team asked tilting his head slightly.
Win looked up and stuffed his keys in his pocket. "I'm driving you to school." he yawned.
Team pouted and pushed Win back on the bed with his hands on his chest. He looked down at the boy he was standing over and rested a hand on Win's shoulder.
"No, I'll take the bus. You need to sleep."
Win pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around Team's waist bringing him closer.
"I'm fine. I can come study with you." he said looking up at Team.
Team laughed. "When have you ever studied? Plus we are in different majors."
Win just sent him a glare.
Team patted Win's shoulder and freed himself from WIn's grip walking towards the living room.
"Calm down Win. You need to sleep, I kept you up all night practically." He turned around and was met with Win who had followed him.
"Fine.." Win sulked and advanced towards the door but Team caught him by the arm.
"Where are you going?" Team asked.
"My apartment." He pointed to the door with his thumb. "You said to go back to sleep."
Team silently chuckled under his breath, sliding his hand down Win's arm to hold Win's hand.
"Dummy, just sleep here." Win's eyes brightened to the suggestion.
"You know..With as much as I've been sleeping here lately, I might as well just move in." He joked.
"Mmm." Team hummed. "Maybe after graduation we can look for a bigger place, then we can move in together."
Win's eyes went big. "Really?!"
Team nodded .
"Wait..." Win pouted again. "I'll graduate before you though.."
Team just laughed. "Tough luck. You're the one who chased after a freshie." he shrugged.
Win scrunched his nose to which Team just ruffled his hair in response.
"Big baby..Alright I gotta go so I won't miss the bus." He turned around and slipped on his shoes and grabbed his backpack.
"Mmm. Stay safe." Win said as Team opened the door and stepped out.
Win went to turn around and go back to bed but was stopped when Team called his name.
"Hm?" He questioned looking at his boyfriend who had just his head popped in.
Team smiled brightly before saying "I love you." and shutting the door before Win could reply.
Team lifted his hands up to his now burning cheeks smiling and walked down the stairs.
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When Team made it to the campus, he hopped off the bus thanking the driver before making his way to the library. It was now 7:20, which was a bit later than Team had wanted to be there but thanks to the storm last night the traffic was really bad so its took him a while to get to his destination.
He walked up the stairs and made it to the deathly silent room.
He slowly walked over to the librarian and asked where the book he was looking for was located. She pointed to a shelf off in the distance and Team 'ahh'ed thanking her and almost tip toeing as he walked over to the shelf.
He stood there quietly, scanning the shelves for the books he needed. When he found one he raised an arm to get it but was quickly turned around and harshly shoved into the shelf causing some books on the other side fall to the ground.
Team winced in pain and looked up at who pushed him with an angry expression.
"What the hell was that for?!" Team whisper yelled looking at the stranger.
The strange boy had a look of disgust on his face as he ran his hand over Team's neck.
Team tensed under the unwanted contact.
"Who dared to touch what is mine?" The boy said.
Team swatted away the boys hand, before returning the look of disgust. He hated being referred to as 'his'.
"Listen I don't even know you, so can you please just leave me alone?" Team politely asked, being too kind of a person to cuss at the boy.
The boy stepped dangerously closer. Team could feel the boys hot breath on his neck. He tried to push the boy away but he was no match.
"Who gave you this hickey?" The boy spat.
Team squirmed when the boy grabbed onto his wrists in a bruising hold before sending the man a glare.
"None of your business" Team growled. He knew if he kept fighting the boy, his grip on him would only get tighter but he wasn't backing down.
"Tell me!" the stranger roared.
Team flinched and turned his head away before whispering, "My boyfriend".
"Boyfriend?! I called dibs on you! No one ever touches who I call dibs on!"
Team wanted to scream but nothing would come out except for whimpers due to the pain the boy was causing him.
"Guess I'll have to make sure no one else touches you." The boy smirked ask he dove for Team's neck.
Team closed his eyes and tried his best to lean away from the boy. But then he felt the grip on his wrists was gone and he heard a loud thud causing Team's eyes to shoot open.
Staring at the boy on the floor with books fallen around him, he looked to his side to see a taller figure standing in front of him.
"Are you ok?" He asked to which Team just nodded while rubbing his now freed wrists.
The guy turned to the boy and said in a deep voice 'Run'.
The boy scurried off and Team looked to the guy who saved him.
"Thank you Dean."
Team felt ashamed for not being strong enough to fight the guy off. He sulked as he looked down at his wrists.
"Great" Team said sarcastically while rubbing his wrist. "Its starting to bruise already."
Dean looked at Team sympathetically. "Do you want me to call Win? I'm sure he can come get yo-"
"No! Please Dean whatever you do, don't tell Win...Please.." Team begged.
Dean put his hands up and nodded his head. "O-Ok I won't say anything, but he's gonna notice the bruises Team."
Team sighed and bit is lip nervously. 'He's going to freak if he sees them'
Dean cleared his throat dragging Team out of his daydream. "I uh.. have an extra shirt in my gym bag. It has long sleeves...Its yours if you want it."
"That'd be nice, thank you." Team forced a smile while Dean dug out a plain black shirt.
***
Team changed into the shirt Dean gave him. Since it was Dean's size it was obviously too big on Team which benefited him when it came to covering up his wrists.
Team reached for his phone in his back pocket. He turned it on and his eyes widened looking at the time.
8:26
He hurriedly grabbed his bag and darted in the direction of his next class.
***
"Well it's nice of you to finally show your face Team. Would you mind explaining why you're later than what my fourth husband was on our wedding day?" The professor said as Team practically knocked down the door to the class.
He scratched his neck as he saw Manaow and Pharm eyeing him from their seats.
"Uh sorry I-I spilled some coffee on my shirt so I had to change." he lied avoiding all eye contact.
The teacher squinted at him through her thick lenses.
"Whatever you say Mr.Team. But I'll have you know that I'm not giving you any extra time to complete your exam, so you'll only have until the end of class just like the rest of the students here." she scorned as she handed him the thick packet.
'Nice I just lost out on half an hour' Team thought as he hung his head low and walked up the steps to his seat that Pharm and Manaow saved for him.
Team sat down, and was immediately questioned by the two.
"Team where in the world were you? We were beginning to think you slept in!" Manaow whisper yelled.
"And why are you wearing Dean's shirt that he brings in case of emergencies?" Pharm added on.
Team pulled down on the sleeves of Dean's shirt, making sure the bruises were covered up.
"Dean just helped me out, I spilled a bit of coffee on myself while studying this morning and it took longer than expected to get cleaned up." Team whispered back while already answering some of the questions on his exam.
The two gave him this look, almost as if they didn't believe a single word that slipped past his teeth.
"It was just coffee, I swear..."