sicheng woke up 2 hours later. he swore he was in the worst amount of pain, besides the time he broke his nose because taeyong threw a rock at his face. he hesitantly looked next to him. there was no one there, just the markings of someone getting out of bed.
sicheng sat up, pouting 'he didn't even wait to help me? i'm in pain and still kinda sleepy...' he felt betrayed. after all that manhandling last night the older didn't even stop and say good morning! ridiculous.
he tried to decide on whether he should sleep more or go find out where yuta went, and he was curious so he decided to attempt to get out of bed. he was even angrier at the fact that yuta promised he would help him in the morning, but here he is, all alone, again.
he slid his body out of bed after slipping on his now ruined panties , wincing as all of his lower body ached in pain. he grabbed the comforter off of the bed and wrapped himself in it as he limped out of the luxurious bedroom. he looked around for something that could cover his almost bare body. he looked around until he finally came across velvet bathrobe inside the bathroom. he tossed the blanket somewhere in the room and slipped the bathrobe on instead.
he continued to limp down the hallway. the house was quite silent, quieter than usual. it's usually busy with so many different people. sicheng looked around for any sign of life. nothing, just some open chips sitting on the kitchen table.
sicheng sighed as he leaned on the table, thinking of what he should do next when suddenly there was a horn beeping outside. 'finally, another freaking human. i thought i was kevin in home alone for a second, making humans disappear'
he peeked out the window, seeing yuta's car pulled up to the house. he couldn't see who was inside because of the tinted windows, but he saw a figure similar to yuta's in the back seat.
'what was he beeping at?' sicheng limped to the main doors and opened them wide, hands on his hips. he slowly made his way down the steps. the window to the passenger seat rolled down as a well-dressed yuta smiled at sicheng.
"good morning pretty boy, ready to go shopping?" he asked in a soothing tone.
sicheng just growled. if they were gonna go shopping, sicheng would appreciate it if yuta warned him in the morning.
"going out like that?" yuta politely asked.
"yeah, totally," sicheng sarcastically snapped back, "it would of been nice if you told me that we were going shopping."
"well, i did! last night."
"yeah right, like i was gonna remember that! i don't remember much from last night you made me sleepy."
yuta apologetically smiled at the younger. "i'm sorry about that."
"next time could you please help me too? i'm really sore right now...."
the two were silent.
"well, i'll get dressed i guess," sicheng exclaimed breaking the awkward atmosphere.
"uh yeah, you do that!" yuta awkwardly yelled back as sicheng wobbled into the building again.
it took about a good 10 minutes for sicheng to come stumbling out the building again. he was wearing some of yuta's old clothes and he looked better than yuta ever could in them. there's just something so cute about having someone wear your clothes the day after fucking them. he plopped down into the backseat, slamming the door shut agitated, his lower back still very sore.
"so uh, where are we going again?"
sicheng asked politely.
"we are just going to the mall, to get a few things ok?" yuta smiled brightly. "if you see anything you like i'll buy it for you."
"oh," sicheng unconsciously replied. 'oh? really? stupid part 2' "you really don't have to do that..." sicheng blushes again. yuta is too generous, but sicheng could use that to his advantage right? no... he's not evil! right? he did have his eye on the new iphone, maybe he could do a little convincing.
they drove to the mall, having small conversations about life and told each other crazy stories from their childhood.
"...and then, i got frosting up my nose!" sicheng exclaimed which left yuta laughing hard. sicheng told a story about him trying to bake a cake by himself when he was three.
"you were quite the curious one when you were little, weren't you?" yuta questioned. sicheng nodded his head.
"do you have any funny childhood stories?" sicheng asked.
yuta's face turned pale. he tensed up in his seat, crossing his legs.
"well...." yuta let out, "not really..."
sicheng stared at the older.
"i had a pretty...extreme household. my dad has been my biggest fear since i was very little. he always pressured me and compared myself to him, calling me worthless if i didn't live up to his expectations. when i was 18 my mom died from cancer and my dad turned from bad to worse. he turned a little abusive and..." yuta stopped talking. he looked down, trying to hide his small tears.
sicheng felt so guilty for asking the question. he wanted to give him a hug, but his seat was too far away from him.
"wow... I'm sorry... do you have any siblings?" sicheng asked, attempting to be more selective with his words.
yuta looked up at sicheng, meeting eyes with him.
"well... yes, and no. i have a younger sister, momo, but... she's not really part of the family anymore. my dad disowned her."
sicheng gasped, putting one hand on his mouth, "oh my god i'm so sorry!"
yuta slightly smiled, "it's ok, she wasn't really a good sister either. she was 16 when my mom died and since then, she turned into a hoe and a partier and a druggie. she even works at a strip club now. when we were younger, we used to play together a lot. i miss those days."
sicheng thought to himself for a second, "do you guys keep in touch at least?"
"barely," yuta sighed, "shes... really homophobic and tried to strangle me when i came out. she went to juvie for that, just for a little though."
sicheng was speechless. he regretted even opening his mouth, now yuta is probably in a terrible mood. he tried to think of something to say to yuta to try to cheer him up a bit.
"hey," he let out, "im so sorry that you had a bad childhood, but that's in the past now. let's try to make your days even better, ok?" he enthusiastically smiled as he pumped his fist in the air.
yuta smiled a small smile, which grew bigger and bigger through each word sicheng said.
"thank you, beautiful. i really needed that," yuta replied back, kissing sicheng on the cheek.
'yes, it's working! wait, did he just call me beautiful?' sicheng awkwardly looked out the window, feeling flustered from the older's comment.
they finally arrived at the mall. it was one of japan's biggest malls and rumor has it, it takes 3 days to walk through the entire thing. it was on the news a couple of months ago that someone died while trying to walk the entire mall. no one knows how he died. creepy, right?
sicheng has been to this mall several times, but everything feels new all of a sudden. probably because he could finally afford to buy anything in the mall.
"wow, i don't remember the mall
being this small..." sicheng let out letting his voice trail a bit.
yuta chuckled, "yeah, you're right. I think when you get older everything seems smaller and more boring."
"I agree," sicheng replied, staring at the Apple store.
yuta noticed him, "ok so I wanna go sunglasses shopping because I dropped mine yesterday. over here!" yuta pointed to the prada store near the food court. sicheng has never been in a designer store before. not even to look at anything like 90% of its customers do because he feels bad stepping in there without contributing.
sicheng took baby steps in, eyes big at the fancy store. the outside was made of jade and the company logo was illuminated brightly. the tiles were black and a forest green. every pair of sunglasses were framed in a glass box.
"wow, this is REALLY cool. just the glass box probably costs more than my car." sicheng sighed as he picked up a glass box and stared at its pretty purple frames
yuta smiled, "baby, would you like to help me pick out new glasses?" yuta stood right behind sicheng, riding his hands down his waist as he took the glass box from sicheng's hands and placing it down ever so gently. yuta's touch felt so warm and comforting. a bright grin grew on sicheng's face. suddenly he remembered.
'ugh, what the fuck sicheng! calm your ass down. if you are nice enough, he will buy you some too.'
sicheng frantically nodded as he walked over to a gold pair of sunglasses. he
pointed at them and signaled an employee to come and unlock the glass box so yuta could try them on.
yuta quickly slid on the glasses as he peeked at himself in the mirror. he shrugged.
"eh, i'm not sure about these ones. they're too shiny to match with me i guess."
the lady employee nodded in understandment and carefully placed the glasses back into the box.
the two looked around for a bit more and kept on putting back the glasses
sicheng sat down on one of the cushions in the middle of the room.
"ugh, what are we gonna do now?" sicheng whined. yuta sat next to him.
"keep on looking, what's what! i don't give up easily as you can tell." yuta replied, pumping his fist into the air. sicheng laid on the cushion, feeling uncomfortable. that's when he saw...it.
it had stainless steel frames with pitch black lenses. it was in the display rack in the back of the store. sicheng beamed.
"those! i choose those!" he yelled out as he pointed to the beautiful glasses.
"oh sir," the employee called out, "im sorry but those are no longer available. they were limited editions for october."
sicheng's smile immediately dropped. he thought that they were the most beautiful and stylish sunglasses he's ever seen! sicheng turned to yuta, pouring.
"how much can i give you to get the ones on display?" yuta firmly asked.
"once again sir," the employee explained, "those were a limited edition and can no longer be sold. i can assist you in finding a similar pair-" she was cut off by yuta.
"i can afford to buy this store times ten!" yuta exclaimed, "im sure i could give you plenty to go and gets those for me. i like paying for others rents..."
the employee's eyes widened as she quickly shuffled to the display table with the sunglasses in them. without any container, yuta got himself some new sunglasses.
he turned to sicheng, giving him a bag that seemingly popped out of no where, "also, i got you the purple glasses you were interested in when you weren't looking."
you could physically see yuta turn crimson when he handed the bag to him
sicheng was in shock. 'did he really do that?'
"w-wow yuta.. i don't know what to say. those aren't gonna be mine, are they?" sicheng asked, still shocked from how easily yuta buys expensive stuff.
"no they are for the trees blowing outside," yuta sarcastically called out, "of course it's for you!"
sicheng hesitantly took the bag that yuta handed to him and practically had a staring contest with his sunglasses.
"thank you so much!" sicheng smiled enthusiastically as he kissed yuta on the cheek.
the couple stepped in and stepped in the apple store, this time for sicheng. sicheng obviously felt bad from spending a large about of someone else's money, but yuta has plenty so it's not as guilty feeling. yuta bought his baby a iPhone 11 Pro, the phone that sicheng has been wanting lately. sicheng was overjoyed to hear that yuta bought it for him. he started to set it up right away. the two walked out of the apple star and out of the mall to hop into yuta's car.
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jaehyun was stressed. it wasn't the 'work is hard' stress or the 'that math was tricky today' stress. it was the type of stress that he had to distract himself from to create a way of relaxation. the way jaehyun planned to plan this out was very simple.
1) go to a club
2) get a drink
3)sit down and pretend like you aren't stressed
yeah, jaehyun was very anti-social but that doesn't mean that he couldn't
have fun all by himself.
he casually walked into the club, watching people yell and scream at each other, while others were having a heated makeout in the not-so-hidden corner. he gagged a little looking at the couples sucking each other's faces off. kissing is overrated.
jaehyun ordered himself a drink and went to sit down on one of the purple velvety couches with pink throw pillows. he sighed to himself as he took a big sip of his drink and watched the women spin around on their little poles. jaehyun wasn't very fascinated by strippers but he felt energized to be in a big group of people having fun and enjoying themselves. that is what made this place a bit more calming for jaehyun.
there were clicks of heels comin jaheim's way. jaehyun looked up to see a blonde haired woman in a school/cameo outfit. she sat down next to him.
"wow you really know how to get a crowd going don't ya?" she sarcastically asked. jaehyun just laughed.
"you're a stripper here aren't you, mad respect. you could do it better than me any day"
she nodded her head happily, "thanks, it does take a lot of hard work, people don't realize how much effort you actually gotta put in to spin around on a rod for a couple of minutes.
jaehyun nodded in agreement.
"jung jaehyun."
"nakamoto momo."
and that's when the bulb switched on in jaehyuns head.