*

Doesn't it bother you meddling between Jongin and Kyungsoo's life?

He shakes his head, shutting his eyes close as he tries to brush that memory off his mind. He just focuses his attention to the dishes he is washing right now, because any moment, his boyfriends are going to come home from school.

"Who is he to say that," Luhan mutters, "I am not a bother... Fuck him..."

The noise of the door being opened and Kyungsoo's nagging voice make his heart jump, and he quickly finishes the chore with a wide grin across his face. Wiping his hands, he discards his apron and heads to the living room.

He has waited all day for Jongin and Kyungsoo to come home, because he misses them so fucking much, and their voices combined make him very excited as fuck.

Since he's now in college and the other two are yet in their senior year in high school, their schedules don't always match. The three of them barely have time to be with each other aside from the evening when they all sleep at one bed, too tired to actually have sex. In the morning, Jongin and Kyungsoo go to school together at seven while he himself leaves at nine. Jongin wakes him up with the breakfast ready cooked by Kyungsoo, and he's more than thankful for that.

Luhan comes home earlier from school, so he has to wait for his two boyfriends. While waiting at home, his task is to wash the dishes or fold the laundry after he does his school works and stuff.

When Luhan arrives at the living room, he finds Jongin slouched on the couch while Kyungsoo has his arms crossed, standing a meter away. He approaches slowly but doesn't get too close.

"You know it's fucking important, why the hell would you not save it!?" Kyungsoo shouts, trying to compose himself but to no avail, "My essay... All of it... It's now gone!"

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to close the document without saving, I'm sorry..." Jongin says, "I know you are mad at me... So, I'm sorry, Kyungsoo..."

"Do not touch my computer ever again!"

"I know... I'm sorry... I'm not gonna do it again..."

"I have to do it all from the start," Kyungsoo mutters as he glares at Jongin, "and it's all because of you and your stupid game addiction!"

Luhan stands there at the side, quiet on his spot.

"But it's not game addiction, Kyungsoo. It's just a hobby!"

"A hobby where you ruin other's assignments because of your fucking carelessness," Kyungsoo says, "Yeah, right."

"But I already said I am sorry! What do you still want me to fucking do? Beg? Kneel down!?"

"Nothing," Kyungsoo says coldly, "Just fuck off and don't talk to me."

Kyungsoo closes the door of their bedroom with a loud thud, making both Luhan and Jongin flinch. Jongin buries his face into his hands as he lets out a frustrated groan.

Luhan sits on the couch beside Jongin, patting his arm gently.

"Jongin, it's all right," he whispers to his boyfriend, "Kyungsoo didn't mean what he said."

"What do you mean it's all right?" Jongin raises his voice, "He's fucking mad, okay? He won't talk to me like that."

"Just let him be. I'm sure he's gonna talk to you when he's done writing his essay."

"I hope so," Jongin says, "But he's seriously mad, right? It's all my fault..."

"What did you do anyway?"

"I just... I just borrowed his computer for a while to log in to my game... Then I accidentally closed his document while I was in rage..."

"Why didn't you use your computer then?"

"I didn't charge it."

Luhan massages his head.

"Well, I'd be mad too, if you did the same thing to me," he says, smiling a little, "But if you kiss me, I might change my mind."

"What," Jongin chuckles, and he leans in to peck the other male on the lips, "Just like that?"

"Yeah. Just like that."

Jongin is about kiss him some more when the door opens with a loud noise. Both males turn their heads when a pillow is thrown at Jongin's face.

Luhan's eyes widen in surprise.

"Sleep at the fucking living room, you asshole."

The door closes again.

Jongin sighs sadly as he looks at Luhan.

"Can you talk to him for me?"

*

"Kyungsoo?"

Kyungsoo doesn't answer, busy typing away on his laptop at the middle of the night. The medium brightness of the screen illuminates his stressed face and his eyes circled with dark rings.

Type. Type. Type.

Kyungsoo pushes his spectacles on top of his nose, focusing on writing his essay as Luhan watches him silently who is already lying on the bed.

"Kyungsoo?"

No answer.

"It's already late," Luhan says, "Can you join me in bed?"

"Go to sleep first," Kyungsoo says without averting his eyes up from the screen, "I still need to finish this up. It's due tomorrow."

"You've been typing there for like, five hours already. Isn't it done yet?"

"No. I still have to check the spelling and grammars."

Luhan frowns.

"But I can't sleep without you and Jongin by my side..."

"Stop being a whiny bitch and just go to sleep," Kyungsoo sighs. "You still have to wake up early tomorrow."

"I know... But can't you and Jongin make up before the sun rises?"

"Not a chance," Kyungsoo flatly answers, "I'd rather fuck myself than forgive him."

He continues what he's doing anyway, so he doesn't notice his boyfriend getting up from the bed and leaving their bedroom. Few minutes has passed and he feels arms draping around his shoulders, and sees a glass of warm milk on top of the table.

"Thanks," Kyungsoo mutters before taking a little sip on his milk. He scrunches his nose and ignores the weight on his back and the fluffy hair tickling his neck as he types away on his keyboard.

"Kyungsoo."

"Hm?"

"Can't you just... tell Jongin to come in to our room?" Luhan asks, "It's fucking cold out there, you know. And lonely."

"No. I don't even want to see his face right now."

The older sighs, releasing Kyungsoo from the backhug.

"When the two of you are like this, I feel really torn apart," Luhan mumbles, "Sometimes I wonder, maybe it's because of me that you two fight."

Hearing that, it's the first time Kyungsoo has looked at Luhan ever since he started working on his paper.

"Don't ever think about that. You know that's complete bullshit, right?"

"Am I not really a bother?"

"No! What the hell? Where did you even---" Kyungsoo slaps his forehead. "You're not a bother. Jongin's just an asshole."

"Yeah," Luhan chuckles, "Sorry..."

Kyungsoo tears his gaze away.

"And if I'm mad at him, it has nothing to do with you," he crosses his arms, "I just want him to realize he can't mess with me or my assignment."

A smile makes its way into Luhan's lips as he watches Kyungsoo furrowing his eyebrows cutely. He is also mumbling words to himself he only can hear. Fucking cute.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Kyungsoo asks, lifting an eyebrow.

Luhan shakes his head. "Nothing."

"Seriously, what is it?"

"Well, I just realized that I want you to fuck me. But since you can't do it right now, I just want a cuddle until I fall asleep."

Kyungsoo only stares.

"Please?"

It's not a minute when Kyungsoo is on the bed, acting as a squishy human pillow embraced by Luhan's arms. The older has already fallen asleep, and Kyungsoo is fighting the urge to sleep as well, hearing his boyfriend's steady breathing beside him. Sighing under his breath, he looks at the bedside clock to check what time it is.

10:03 PM.

He still have 120 words to write.

"Good night," he mutters as he kisses Luhan's forehead before carefully lifting Luhan's arms to free himself. Once done, he covers his body with a blanket and replaces himself with a big pillow.

Kyungsoo, no matter how sleepy he is, goes back to writing his 120 words while sometimes drinking his warm milk. He can't drink coffee though, because it makes him restless through the night.

A yawn escapes his mouth when he clicks save, grinning ear to ear as he scrolls down his finished document. He prepares some bondpaper and prints out his essay, before getting the hardcopy and putting it inside his backpack.

Time check. 12:14

"Finally, I can now sleep!" Kyungsoo mutters, taking off his spectacles. He decides to take his empty glass of milk to the kitchen first before sleeping.

Under the dim light of the living room, Kyungsoo sees Jongin curled up on his knees on the couch. He is sitting there at the corner, head bowed down as if he were sleeping in that position.

Kyungsoo feels a little pain in his heart. Just a little.

"What are you doing like that," Kyungsoo asks, and his voice blends in with the silence of the midnight.

Jongin raises his head.

"Oh, you're still up."

"I just finished my essay," Kyungsoo answers as he looks at everything that is not his boyfriend, "I'm about to sleep now."

"I'm sorry... I really am."

"It's fine."

Kyungsoo is about to leave when he remembers something. Jongin hopes for a second, wishing he could finally sleep in their room.

"If you felt cold, why didn't you get some blankets to keep you warm?"

"I'm afraid you wouldn't let me in," Jongin replies, "Besides, I didn't want to disturb you."

Jongin is just staring at Kyungsoo, lower lip caught between his teeth as his eyes beg. He doesn't speak a word, he's just glaring at the other male, looking like he is about to cry any minute from now.

Kyungsoo closes his eyes.

"Fine."

Jongin mentally rejoices. Yes!

"I love you, Kyungsoo!"

"Let's just. Let's sleep already..."

They are lying on the bed--- the three of them: a sleeping Luhan on the left, an awake Jongin at the middle, and a sleepy Kyungsoo on the right.

Jongin scoots closer to the smaller male.

"Hey, Kyungsoo."

"What," Kyungsoo mutters sleepily. He really just wants to sleep right now.

"I can't sleep," Jongin whispers, "No matter how hard I try to close my eyes, my soul just won't drift off to sleep..."

"Hmm..."

"Can we... uhm... Can we... Well... I want to---"

"Jongin... It's already one in the morning..."

"But I'm hard..."

Kyungsoo opens his eyes and turns to look at Jongin who is pouting at him.

"No," Kyungsoo says, "Take care of that in the bathroom."

"But Kyungsoo... I just want to feel you..."

"I'm already tired and sleepy as fuck, Jongin. If you want a blowjob at one in the morning, wake Luhan up and ask him instead," Kyungsoo says, rolling his eyes, "You already know if I want to do it or I don't want to do it. Right now, I don't want to do it so just fucking jerk yourself off and let me sleep."

Jongin rolls his eyes. "Why so grumpy."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. I said my dick is soft now. I don't have to jerk off."

"Good."

"Can I have a kiss instead?"

Kyungsoo just sighs and turns around to face his boyfriend. He pecks Jongin quick on the lips, but Jongin pulls him in and kisses him long and deep. He kisses him gentle and slow while the other male returns him the kiss with equal love and passion. He is about to insert his tongue inside Kyungsoo's mouth when Kyungsoo shoves him away, hitting his chest.

"W-what the fuck was that, Kyungsoo?"

"Good night."

Jongin sleeps with a raging hard on inside his pants, Kyungsoo sleeps with a smile on his face, while Luhan sleeps soundly that night.

*

Luhan wakes up alone in bed.

Rubbing his eyes, he sees a note though, saying:

Good morning, babe. :) We didn't wake you up, seems like you wanna sleep more. There's breakfast on the table so eat first before you go to school.

PS. Kyungsoo and I made up last night!

- Jongin

"Asshole," Luhan mutters as he chuckles to himself.

He does his daily routine in haste and leaves the house immediately since he is already running late. Walking is his mode of transportation to school, since it's only near to his house unlike in high school where they need to drive. That is why Kyungsoo and Jongin take the car everyday.

Wearing his earphones and turning up the volume, he hums the song playing with no care in the world until he reaches the school gates.

He is about to enter the campus when he sees a familiar car parked in front of the university. He stops, looking at the hand waving at him outside the window of the car.

Looking around, he walks towards the vehicle and peeks at the driver's face.

He is wearing a goddamned pair of aviator sunglasses.

What the fuck?

"Are you getting blind for some reason?" Luhan says. "What's with the glasses?"

"It's already summer," Chanyeol says, turning to Luhan who's scowling at him. "I must protect my eyes from ultraviolet rays."

Luhan stifles his laugh. "It suits you though. You look handsome."

Chanyeol doesn't answer.

Luhan waits.

"Don't fucking stare at me like you wanted to get fucked."

"Bullshit," Luhan mutters as he rolls his eyes, "I'd rather suck my own cock than be fucked by you."

"I'd rather talk to a rock than fuck you."

"I'd rather go to class than talk to you."

Chanyeol waves a flippant hand. "Get out of my sight."

"Let's just go in together, Chanyeol," Luhan says, and he impatiently waits until Chanyeol gets off his car.

"Hey, wait up!"

Chanyeol ignores him so Luhan trails behind like a loyal puppy.

"I heard Baekhyun's gonna move in with you?" Luhan asks, matching Chanyeol's large steps as they walk along the hallway. "So when is he leaving his apartment?"

"Soon."

"Soon? When is soon?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? Why?"

"I just don't know."

"I thought you are his boyfriend?" Luhan says. "Why didn't you know?"

"It's not my job to answer your questions," Chanyeol says.

His phone vibrates in his pocket all of a sudden so they stop walking for a while. Luhan's phone follows as well.

Chanyeol takes his phone and swipes the screen with one hand. Tapping the mail icon, he waits for it to load until he can see the entire message.

Luhan clamps his mouth with his hand as he looks down at his phone.

It's a picture.

*

"All suggestions are open until tomorrow," Sehun says while all eyes and ears are at him. He takes a box and puts it on top of the council table. "You can drop your ideas in this suggestion box so we can talk about it at the meeting on Monday."

The student council members nod their heads in agreement. Sehun takes a glance at his wrist watch to check the time, before looking over at Baekhyun on the corner of the room who is busy playing with his phone.

Sehun can still remember last year, when he was the one who has to wait for Baekhyun so they can go home together. Now it's Baekhyun's turn to wait for him now, since his best friend is not a part of the student council anymore. Sometimes though, Baekhyun helps Taewoo and Jisoo on their tasks, and Sehun is really thankful for that.

It must be a lame excuse, but he can spend time with Baekhyun longer because of that.

People disperse out of the student council room save for Sehun and Baekhyun. The smaller male is too engrossed in his game to even notice that the two of them are now alone.

The background music of Dumb Ways to Die 2 and Baekhyun's hearty giggles fill in the quiet atmosphere between them. Sehun is at the front table, sitting on a swivel chair as he puts a hand under his chin boredly.

He stares at Baekhyun like that, sometimes smiling on his own when he sees Baekhyun pouting.

"Why are you still here?" Sehun asks all of a sudden. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"Hm--- Oh no! I died!" Baekhyun says, rapidly tapping the screen of his phone. "My god! I only have one life left!"

"I thought you're gonna stay with him. But why are you still here?"

"Of course, we're going home together," Baekhyun answers, still playing his game, "We're gonna have hanwoo beef for dinner right?"

"Yeah. You said you wanted to eat it."

Baekhyun stops playing when a notification pops out on the screen.

"Oops. There's a message."

Sehun's phone on top of the table vibrates as well.

"I think I got one too."

Baekhyun exits his game and taps the notification with his thumb as fast as a lightning. Startled, he shoots up on the couch and breaks into cold sweat when he sees the content of the message. Heart hammering inside his chest, his hand trembles while he stares at the picture.

It's a picture of Sehun and him kissing at the park that night.

"Baekhyun," Sehun says as he composes himself, "I-I don't know why this happened. Someone might have taken this, and I don't know what his motive is---"

Baekhyun doesn't say anything, he's just frozen, shaking on his spot as if he were having a panic attack.

"W-what... what am I gonna do... Chanyeol-sunbae... He-he... he might have seen this already--- This is not how it seems like... I need to... Sehun, I-I need to tell him this isn't real---"

Sehun stands up and holds Baekhyun by the shoulders to comfort him.

"Baekhyun, relax---"

"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" Baekhyun screams, and there are already tears verging on the corners of his eyes. "If he sees this, he might think that I am cheating on him with you! S-sehun, you don't know what Chanyeol-sunbae can do!!!"

Sehun slowly releases Baekhyun, and Baekhyun trembles more.

"I-I don't know what's gonna happen to me if he had seen this," Baekhyun stutters as he sobs, "H-he might punish me and-and, not talk to me ever again... He might... he might end things between us and leave me... I-I can't bare it if that h-happens..."

Sehun grabs Baekhyun's phone and deletes the picture. He also erases the picture on his phone and turns it off.

"I'm not gonna let those things happen to you," Sehun says as he holds Baekhyun's hand, "If he tries to hurt you, I will take responsibility."

Baekhyun shakes his head and buries his face into his hand.

"S-sehun, y-you don't understand..."

"I understand," Sehun assures. "Will you trust me?"

Baekhyun is quiet so Sehun speaks again.

"Baekhyun, don't be scared. I will protect you."

Baekhyun nods his head, and lets Sehun wipe his tears using his thumb.

"Don't cry, okay? Everything's going to be all right."

Or that's what he thought.

*

To be continued.