𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮
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Haechan grabbed another spoonful of ice cream, he sat at the countertop, the bowl in front of him, but his phone was in his hands, eyes focused on the screen.
One giant leap for man, and two steps for Haechan.
—Well it was actually no steps and one scoop left for Haechan.
"Hey roomie," the new voices that belonged to Mark Lee had entered, they gave each other their 'bro' greeting, Mark walked around the counter and into the kitchen.
He grabbed an apple from the fridge, "What's up with you, shouldn't you be at campus, I got a paper due at 2, I'm staying with Hannah today so don't wait up, tell YangYang I left his hotpot on the top shelf."
"Why," Haechan whined, he slouched with pouty lips, "Your leaving me for Hannah, what's she got I don't—well besides from other things."
Mark's face twisted in slight , he wasn't the slightest affected, his best friend's weird remarks were common.
"Dude ew. Tell Ten I won't be hear, Shotaro should come around later today, his drink is in the fridge."
Haechan sighed, he shook his head with relief written all over his face, "Melk, what would we do without you."
Mark left the house, Haechan the only occupant inside beside from the pets, Leon passed him, making his way towards the large cat tower in the house.
Haechan removed his eyes from the cat, the pets would be fine on their own.
He checked the time on his phone once again, ignoring the notifications per usual and placing his phone back on the countertop, before sliding off the stool.
He walked up the stairs, making his way to his room. As he closed the door shut on his way in, Haechan sighed in relief, satisfied with the day and the schedules he had were finished.
Missing school one day wouldn't hurt anyone, it was all online anyway.
He climbed onto his bed with a soft thud, nuzzling his face into the sheets before rolling over, and opening his computer.
He entered his password, clicking on the school website instantly; hundreds of staff members names and emails as he clicked on one, entering his school home room through it.
He entered the assignment center, he began to click on a recent one with a groan, muttering to himself to get on with it.
Halfway in, he was interrupted by a ding on his phone, he decided to ignore it, but then it buzzed again, and soon his phone was being spammed.
Annoyed, Haechan grabbed his phone, ready to call whoever was disturbing and tell them off, but then he relaxed instantly.
It was just Haneul.
He scoffed at himself, he barely remembered the girl yet she was making him feel weird. It was not like they were really close.
Haechan hit himself on the shoulder, he really had to stop being bipolar. He sighed, deciding to answer the text.
𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐥
🪻: I know your probably busy, but I was wondering if you would like to help me with something?
Donghyuck found himself facing interest at the older girl's text, what would she even need help with? And why him? He decided to shoot her a text.
👖: Fine. Send me your location.
He had an urge to delete it and ignore the girl for his assignment was waiting, but his interest in why she chose him got the best of his judgment.
He sighed, tossing his phone to the side, "Just have to wait and see."
When he arrived at at the design laboratory, Haechan hadn't expected to see everything so empty.
One, because he wasn't a interior design expert, or fashion, and had no desire to learn, yet he took the courses.
But when the streams of colors and decorations, the details, and the fabrics on the mannequins came into his view, It all made the decision of coming here dead in the night all more worthwhile.
He peaked inside the room, stepping in as he walked towards a dimly lit table.
There she stood. Haneul.
Her hair was tied back, she was wearing a paint stained top-crop and sweats. She seems to be lost in focus as she analyzed a sketch? Making out points.
"Hey, I got your message." Haechan said, deciding to break the silence.
Haneul was startled from her train of thoughts, she laughed quickly with her hand over her chest, "Woah, You came, it was just hours ago I texted, didn't think you would respond."
Haechan shrugged, "Whatever Junior."
Hanuel scoffed, "Junior, dude you better be joking," Haechan grinned, "Figured I give you a nickname," Haneul rolled her eyes, she bunched up a piece of paper before grabbing a sewing kit, "Okay, I'll call you Senior then."
"Junior and Senior." Haechan repeated, "We might as well be together." He joked, Haneul faced the other way, she had rolled her eyes, but there was a faint blush on her cheeks, "Whatever Senior."
They at each-other before looking away. Haneul cleared her throat and turned back around, "Okay! So I know it's late but I could use some help, I heard you're good with ideas."
Haexhan smirked, "And who told you that."
"Meilin."
Haechan snorted, "Of course she did, I was better than her in art class you know." Haneul smiled, "You two get along pretty well huh."
Haechan soured, pure horror on his face, "Absolutely not, don't tell Jaemin I bashed his girlfriend, he might beat me up."
Haneul laughed, "Whatever," she grabbed a piece of blue fabric with white flowers, "The theme is spring and summer of course."
"Oh, the Summer King and Queen bash, Renjun's going hard at that, Chaeyoung won't give up." The two shook their heads at the thought of their friends.
She held it up to him, "Okay, I think this would be a great design for a top, what are your thoughts?"
Haechan pondered, he stared at the different materials on the table, then back at the mannequin and was empty.
He made a picture frame with his hand, dropping it as he looked back, giving her a thumbs up, "Definitely add red in there."
He looked around, scanning until one item caught his eye, he picked up a shade of dark red fabric, "Hey, this could be a trim, maybe at the waist?"
Haneul broke out into a grin, "Hey, you do this better than me, I wonder how you never get here on time and still pass."
Haechan shrugged, "Meh, I'd rather paint more than do this, a bit easier, although it's too much work."
Haneul gaped st him, "Way to much work? You and are Renjun are certainly intriguing."
Haechan grinned smugly, "Really, does he talk about me, he has yet to reach out for my love once again."
Haneul rolled her eyes, "You know he told me you were dramatic but this is next level."
Haechan gasped, "Please, I'm completely normal compared to Mark."
"Whatever Senior, are you going to help me now."
They settled into comfortable silence, both of them working together in harmony as pieces and designs were thought out and out together.
Though the piece wasn't finished, they had only made the top after all, Hanuel took a step back, holding out her phone to take a picture.
Haechan proudly stared at the mannequin in front of them, he folded his arms cover his chest with satisfaction, "I think our work here is done, we make a pretty good team huh?"
Haneul smiled, staring at the boy beside her, "You sure are something," Donghyuck smirked, tilting his head with a cocky expression, "Is that so?"