It's Not Hard as Long as It's With You l Yeongyu ff

"Beomie why are you still in bed? Get up, you're late for school!"

The brown haired boy immediately jumped out of his bed at the thought of him being late. He ran into the bathroom while his mom stood next to his bed, hands landing on her hips out of frustration. She shook her head while pinching her nose, watching his son clumsily fall down from tripping on his own foot.

"Five minutes or you're in trouble!"

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I can't believe this..

Beomgyu sat on his seat, his eyes heavy and his head drooping with exhaustion. He had just ran nonstop to arrive on time only to realize that he forgot his coffee at home. What a great start to a wonderful day.

"What happened to you?"

Soobin asked as he gently patted the little ones head before kneeling down to look at him.

That's weird.

Soobin had just made eye contact with him, but why didn't he feel the butterflies? Why didn't it feel like his heart was eating him alive? Why didn't he feel suffocated?

"No coffee, no energy.."

The older chuckled softly before placing down a warm cup of coffee in front of him. The sweet aroma immediately filled the air around them, making the little one smile.

"Oh.. you shouldn't have.. but thank you."

Soobin immediately shakes his head as he rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly embarrassed.

"It's not from me though."

The younger raises his eyebrow in confusion, silently grabbing the coffee with two hands.

"Then who is it from?"

The older of the two smiles as he pointed to a familiar pink haired boy sitting in the corner of the room. He was silently doing his assignment while listening to music with his favorite blue wired headphones- trying not to struggle on every question.

He looks pretty today..

Yeonjun spins his pen as he puts his index finger on his chin, trying to think of a reasonable answer.

What the hell is Astatine?

And what does (𝑥+𝑦)2=𝑥2+𝑦2+2𝑥𝑦 even mean?

He plops on his table weakly, staring through the window that had a beautiful blossom tree in front of it. The delicate pink petals were floating around everywhere, the air was chilly and it gently tucked on his hair- making him flash out a small smile despite the lack of energy. The petals were so beautiful, they were pink with a slight tint of cherry red. Pretty.

He wanted to be a petal.

Being free and flying around..

What does it feel like?

"Hyung?"

Yeonjun immediately looks up at the person calling him before smiling softly.

"Did you drink the coffee?"

The younger made his signature pout before handing him some money.

"Thank you for buying. But I can't let you pay for it."

Yeonjun cheekily shoves the money back into the younger's little hands before smiling.

"I don't need it. Besides, your mom already gave me lots of chicken last night."