TEN WAS SITTING cross legged on sicheng's desk chatting with him and kun carelessly. somehow he had been slowly getting himself together again, so he hung out with them more often.

just as he was listening to sicheng's rant about some chinese web drama, the chatter of some of his classmates caught his attention.

at first it seemed like they were tattling about other students, but when listening closer it was slightly different.

"what has actually happened to taeyong? him and ten were so cute together."  said one of them.

"true, but i don't know. sometimes they really made my day with their cuteness though."

sicheng stopped talking in the middle of his sentence when he noticed how ten had tilt his head to another direction.

"what's wrong, ten?" asked kun with a hint of worry in his voice.

"what the fuck are they talking about?" ten didn't even turn his face towards his friend, that's how confused he was.

"who?" joined sicheng. "the girls over there? they're just complaining that taeyong doesn't come here anymore."

finally ten looked back to his friends. "why? because he's hot?"

"no, because they ship you guys." shrugged sicheng.

eventually ten gasped in surprise. "they do what?"

when sicheng realized that he had probably made a huge mistake with what he had said, it was already too late. "oh, you didn't know?"

"obviously not." sighed ten. "and they obviously don't know that he's homophobic."

without any sign of emotion on his face, ten jumped down from the desk and left the classroom in a rush. he ran down the hallways and finally pushed the door of the restrooms open, hoping he'd be alone there. as he found the bathroom empty, he left out a sigh of relief.

he splashed his face with icy cold water and took a look at the mirror. ten had always been confident, but also realistic about himself; so he knew he wasn't actually ugly, he just looked like one hell if a mess, which wasn't exactly wrong. 

after a while the bathroom door quietly opened again and kun stepped in. "ten?" he asked in an eternally soft voice.

"why're you here?" asked ten back and looked into the opposite direction.

"because i promised to be a friend, who is there for you, did you already forget?" kun sat down on the sink in order to keep a short distance between him and ten.

"of course not." never before he had been so grateful and anxious at the same time. "i'm just still so confused... do you have a moment?"

"all the time you need." mumbled kun, really meaning it.

neither of them cared whether the next lesson was about to start.

suddenly ten remembered something  "what's with sicheng though?"

"i told him to stay at the classroom, in case you didn't want to see any of us."

how considerate thought ten, while wondering how to put his words in order. "well, i'm telling you this here in case you want to leave, like taeyong did... i really never knew my classmates were talking about us like that and honestly, i find it really strange."

"well, you said taeyong is homophobic?" kun wasn't quite sure, whether he got all the hints correct.

"yeah... i mean, you know how we were. and come on, we're all just teen age boys and always crushing on somebody." ten took a deep breathe before continuing. "it took me a long time to figure out my exact sexuality, but i thought it'd be nice to tell my best friend first... so when i told him, i was crushing on johnny seo, he was so mad."

absentmindedly ten rubbed the nape of his neck, which caused his skin to get irritated, so kun took his hand down.

"i just never expected this from taeyong... how the hell is this one of the two reasons, why we fought so bad." painfully he bit his lower lip, in order not to cry. no, i won't waste anymore tears on him.

"well, i'm not going to leave you on your own, just because you're gay or bisexual or something." despite being straight, kun could actually understand why anyone would crush on johnny seo.

but then again he said, he was crushing on johnny, what does he mean?

"bisexual." mumbled ten.

"i really don't mind." repeated kun and got down from the sink.

with a lighter heart and an expression of gratitude, ten looked at his soft, newly won friend. "can i have a hug?"

"sure thing!"

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here i am, doing shit on this story

i'm sorry, but for the next few chapters there will probably be less appearances of ten, will you be okay with it?

q: would you like to see kun and ten interact more, like having deep conversations and stuff?