[ CHAPTER NAME : A HAPPY TIME ]
haruto wondered for the millionth time. why was here? what kind of situation was this?
and most importantly, why was he going on a so-called date with junkyu?
"wait a minute, i'll just pack my bag and come." said junkyu, entering his classroom while haruto walked to his.
this was the perfect opportunity. he could quickly pack his bag and leave before junkyu comes to him.
"haruto!" said someone and haruto turned to see who was calling him.
"oh, asahi."
asahi came up to him and whispered. "can you look around and see if there's anyone watching us?"
"huh?" said haruto, taken aback by the unusual request from a teacher.
"just look around."
haruto scanned his surroundings. there was no one out of the ordinary.
"nope, no one suspicious."
"are you sure?" asked asahi, frowning.
"yep."
asahi let out a sigh. "i'm sure someone has been following me, wherever i go. i can just feel their presence around me all the time."
"are you sure, you're not just imagining things?"
"i thought so too, at first. but then, there's no way i can get such a strong feeling when i'm simply imagining."
"hmm..."
"anyways, sorry to have bothered you. you can go ahead and leave. i think your friend over there is waiting for you." said asahi.
friend over there...? haruto turned to see junkyu waiting in front junkyu's classroom, waving over at haruto.
plan: failed.
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"hmm, what do we do first?" asked junkyu, as the both of them exited school together.
"what do you mean first? we're going to buy me a new phone. that's it."
junkyu looked at haruto, with a face of disgust on his face. "that's it? hell no. you said you haven't even tried Korean food yet and i'm going to make you try it."
"what?" said haruto, looking at junkyu in disbelief. "i don't want to."
junkyu rolled his eyes. "look at my face."
haruto's eyes pierced junkyu's but junkyu's hard expression didn't waver.
"does my face look like it's going to listen to what you want to do? does it?"
"what the hell? this is my life. i can do whatever i want to."
"what are you? a 13 year old? i can do whatever i want to" said junkyu, mimicking haruto's deep voice.
"very funny." said haruto, unamused.
"please, quit being a drama queen and come with me. do you even know where you can get phones? your phone doesn't even work, how can you find a place huh?" said junkyu, grabbing haruto's hand and dragging him.
haruto groaned, as he let himself be dragged. what junkyu said was correct so he couldn't refute that.
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"here we are." said junkyu, entering a mall.
"why are we at a mall?" asked haruto.
junkyu blinked, batting his eyelashes. "for a date, of course."
haruto raised an eyebrow.
"all malls have an electronic store where you can buy a phone, okay? do i have to spell out each and every word out to you?"
haruto looked away, embarrassed. "i've never been to a mall..."
"what?"
shit. why did haruto say that?
"never mind." said haruto.
"hmm, i've been wondering. are you like very rich? you give me those vibes. and if that's the case, it makes sense if you've never been a mall. and plus, instead of desperately repairing your phone, you decided to buy a new phone in seconds."
"i guess you can say i'm rich." said haruto, looking away.
uncertain, haruto turned and looked at junkyu to see his eyes sparkling.
"what happened to you?"
"if you're rich...i have a rich bestie, wohoo." said junkyu.
"excuse me? what bestie? we're here only because you helped me."
"you asked me for help. i was the first one who came to your mind, right?"
"please as if. it's just that you knew something that would let mashiho let me go." said haruto, rolling his eyes.
"oh really? name 5 people from your class."
haruto blinked, thrown aback from the sudden question. "what?"
"i said, name 5 people from your class."
"uh, umm, uh...there's...uh,,ji—umm." haruto sighed, giving up. "i don't know anyone."
junkyu let out a chuckle. "i knew it. the only person you know in the grade is me, right?"
"that's only because you keep bugging me." said haruto.
junkyu looked at haruto and stuck out his tongue in a childish way and haruto merely smiled, finding it sort of cute.
wait...cute?
haruto shook his head. he must be going nuts from junkyu's babbling.
"anyways, we're here." said junkyu, entering the store with haruto beside him.
"any idea, what model you want?" asked junkyu.
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"i can't believe you went with the most expensive model." said junkyu, staring at haruto's new phone in disbelief.
"...i don't want it breaking down like the old one." said haruto, like it explained it all.
junkyu rolled his eyes. "please. my phone is a regular one and it's been lasting for like 4 years."
"but it looks like shit." said haruto, bluntly.
junkyu looked at haruto in disbelief. "you rude...ugh. anyways, let's go to the food court."
"what?"
"food court...? wait, don't tell me. you've never been to one?"
haruto shook his head, indicating a no.
junkyu's jaw dropped and then he grabbed haruto's hand. "we're definitely going there."
confused, haruto simply let junkyu drag him to the food court. he knew it would be futile to bother arguing with junkyu, so he just let it be.
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"what do you want to eat?" asked junkyu.
haruto looked around in awe. he was supposed to pick one dish from all these shops?
"what the hell..." said haruto. "how am i supposed to pick just one from all these?"
junkyu chuckled, finding haruto cute. "you look like a small kid at Disney land. you look cute."
with a slight blush on his cheek, haruto said, "have you even been to Disneyland?"
now it was junkyu's turn to blush. "no..."
"hah."
"shut up and pick something." said junkyu embarrassed.
"hmm."
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"are you going to eat that?" asked haruto, looking at the food on junkyu's plate.
junkyu shook his head. "if i eat anymore, i'll die. you can take it though i'm surprised you can eat so much. if you can eat so much why is your lunch box so small?"
"hmm...why is so small....SHIT, I'M ON DIET." said haruto, realisation hitting him hard.
"what? HAHAHA." said junkyu, cracking him up.
"i just ate a huge bowl of ramen, and your bulgogi and drank two cans of cola. oh my god, kill me."
junkyu was still cracking up. he found the whole situation rather hilarious.
"junkyu!" said haruto, his eyes wide in panic. "this is not funny."
wiping his tears, junkyu said, "i get that you're on a diet, just start over tomorrow. it's not like eating this much will affect you. plus, i don't even get why you're dieting."
haruto frowned. why was he dieting? his parents had asked him to, so he did it but was it really necessary?
haruto shook his head. he had never questioned anything his parents had done so why was he questioning it now? stupid junkyu.
"whatever. let's go home."
junkyu looked at haruto. "home? no no. we're going to the arcade."
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"why are you so good at this?" asked junkyu, tired from one game.
"why are you so bad at this?" asked haruto, looking at the dance machine in front of him. it wasn't even that hard.
ah, junkyu was a lazy person. maybe that's why he sucked.
"let's go mario-karting."
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"why...are...you...so...good...at...this?" asked junkyu, a big "LOSE" displayed on his scream.
"isn't because you suck at this?" said haruto, smiling.
"shut up. let's go try the cranes." said junkyu, determined to win at least one game against haruto.
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junkyu looked at haruto, who's hands were filled with toys while all junkyu had was a tiny dog keychain.
"help me carry this, you asshole." said haruto, his hands not able to carry everything he won.
defeated and humiliated, junkyu quietly took some of the load off junkyu.
"is there anything else you want to do?" asked haruto, smiling.
junkyu looked away, bitter. "no."
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"junkyu? why are you so late---what the hell, where is your body?" asked jihoon, shocked to see junkyu standing with a mountain of plushies in his hand.
walking inside the house without a word, and threw all the soft toys onto their sofa and then lied down on the sofa.
"did you waste all your money on this?" asked jihoon, looking concerned.
"no, haruto got these." said junkyu.
"...haruto? well if it's his, then why did you bring home, you shameless person."
"oi, hyung. he asked me to. apparently, he couldn't take everything home. and plus, i gave something in return."
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haruto lied down on his bed, not even a bit tired. he enjoyed so much today. of course, he wouldn't tell junkyu that. but he enjoyed it.
haruto looked at the dog keychain in his hands and spun his around his finger.
he was happy.
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