milk drinker

it’s shocking. it’s all very romantic when he leads you to a soft, blue checkered blanket placed near the garden. there’s fruits, pastries, and even an old hot pink Easy Bake oven, which makes you laugh.

you learn a lot about beomgyu, ranging from his passion for music and guitar playing, which he promised to show you one day, to simple things like his favorite color.

you have a lot in common with beomgyu, you realize. he tells you stories about his childhood and his older brother, and you respond back with your own. you tell him embarrassing secrets about heeseung you swore not to tell, and he tells you yeonjun’s.

you feed the ducks small portions of bread and pick fresh tomatoes, which you both seem to dislike, but have fun doing it anyway.

you find yourself having more fun than you’ve had in a while with beomgyu, and as you look at his smiling face accompanied by a soft tune by heo hoy kyung, who he told you he liked, you find yourself growing fond of him.

he looks up in thought before beginning to ask you something, “okay, if you had to-“ his voice is cut off by a loud yell of his name, and you groan in frustration at the familiar sound of the voice.

beomgyu jumps slightly, startled at the sudden company. the both of you look over to see chaewon stomping over the vegetable garden to get to you, while yeonjun, keeho, taehyun and kai all walk around.

“that took my mom years to grow…!” beomgyu grumbles, his face falling into his hands.

you glare at chaewon, and her lips purse as she starts to carefully step out of the garden. “what’s going on here?” she asks, stomping one of her feet on the grass with her arms crossed.

“i told you, they’re having a picnic and feeding the ducks.” kai speaks up, pointing towards the pond.

beomgyu looks up at kai and raises his eyebrow. “how did you know that?” he asks.

kai laughs, which is not the most pleasant thing to hear. “i’ve been here for like 20 minutes watching you guys. it’s cute.”

you and beomgyu turn to look at each other with slightly dropped jaws. your eyebrows furrow as you look up at kai. “you’ve been here for 20 minutes? just watching us? are you a stalker?”

keeho points a finger at you and his eyes widen. “he literally is! he tracked beomgyu’s phone to get here!” he confesses, and kai gives him a glare.

“how the hell did you even track my phone!?” beomgyu’s voice raises.

kai ignores the question, pretending he didn’t hear him as he instead walks forward to sit on the blanket with you.

“let’s just enjoy this awesome picnic beomgyu set up for us.” he says, gesturing to the others that come to sit down too.

beomgyu groans out loud and takes his face into his hands again, watching as the other 4 squeeze onto the blanket together. “this sucks…”

more specifically a rumor that choi beomgyu had spread. the same choi beomgyu that you’re shamefully walking towards the front doors of your school to meet.

even before the rumors, for someone like you, dating a loser like beomgyu would have most definitely been considered social suicide.

but you suppose you’ve had enough of that now, so a little totally friendly apology hangout wouldn’t be too bad for your ego.

walking down the halls, you’ve grown used to the stares of others. you’ve grown used to the whispered insults and the crumpled, wet pieces of paper slapping you in the face, although they’re all things you thought ended in high school.

as you push the doors open and step outside, it should be hard to find beomgyu in the crowd of people talking with friends or desperately trying to escape the school, but it isn’t.

he is the only one who is still. he wears headphones around his neck and leans against a railing.

you can tell he’s nervous. his bottom lip is pressed hard between his teeth and his fingers tap nervously at his phone screen. you wonder if he’s texting heeseung.

slowly, you walk towards him, feeling yourself too, becoming nervous.

he doesn’t notice you until you’re standing right in front of him, and he looks up at you with scarily cute puppy eyes, so cute that you have to stop your eyes from widening in shock.

you look down and kick at a rock to distract yourself, mumbling a short, “hi.”

beomgyu suddenly stands up from the railing, and you glance up to see him with a smile on his face.

“you actually came!” he states the obvious.

you roll your eyes, “it’s not like i have anything better to do.”

you want to wipe the adorable grin off his face, but it seems near impossible as it only grows every passing second.

he takes your hand and gently urges you to walk with him.

you gulp at the abrupt contact, eyes glancing over at how softly his warm hand is wrapped around your own.

how long has it been since you even touched anyone that wasn’t your friends or family??

you want to pull away, but his smooth, pretty hand is hard to resist.

he looks back at you, still beaming like a little kid as he tells you, “i have something planned, but it’s a little while away. maybe 15 minutes. are you okay to walk?”

you mentally slap yourself at your sudden shyness.

“yeah, that’s fine.” your voice is quiet.

he smiles smugly at you like he knows something you don’t, and you narrow your eyes at him.

even with his silly smile and big eyes, you can’t help but notice how handsome he looks.

you have to blink hard to stop yourself from staring back at him in a way you shouldn’t for someone you dislike so much.

“what’s wrong with you…?” you ask him, voice far too quiet and innocent sounding for your liking.

what the hell is he doing to you?

“nothing.” he says, but his smug smile is still apparent as he turns away from you to focus on the path ahead.

total bullshit.

taehyun lets himself sigh of relief when he sees you and chaewon jogging over to him after you apologize quietly to a staff member who glared at you with a finger over his lips.

“finally.” he mumbles when the two of you sit on stacking chairs placed around the circular table taehyun chose to sit at in the corner of the room.

“nice to actually meet you in person.” chaewon smiles at taehyun, and you hum with a nod in agreement.

“you too. i’m assuming you’re chaewon,” he gestures to the girl, “and you’re obviously yn, since you came in here yelling my full name.” he turns to you with a very slight smile.

chaewon chuckles before the employee from earlier came over, gritting his teeth and letting out a harsh ‘shhh’ noise, then stomping away.

you giggle at the man before whispering, “what’s wrong with your full name?”

taehyun rolls his eyes lightly when you hear footsteps coming your way.

huening kai is speedily walking over with a smile on his face, while yeonjun and keeho walk behind him, hand in hand.

kai waves cutely before taking a seat beside taehyun and softly, yet cheerfully greeting you, “hi guys!!”

“why are they holding hands?” taehyun suddenly questions, gesturing towards yeonjun and keeho. “do they not hate each other?”

you can’t help but laugh, along with chaewon. “they definitely don’t. they act like they do, but they’re both probably the most caring people i’ve ever met.” she says.

when the two find seats near you and chaewon, keeho greets everyone with a simple “hi.” before crossing his arms on the table and resting his head on then.

yeonjun can’t help but slap a hand on the back of keeho’s head, earning a soft groan from the other.

“can we get this over with?? taeyang and i are going out later and i don’t want to be late again.” keeho’s grumbles are muffled by his arm.

“on a date??” chaewon smirks, and you laugh.

keeho turns his head up to face her with a smile, “exactly.”

—

“i’m so nervous.” yeonjun’s teeth chatter as the six of you walk over to beomgyu’s locker.

keeho chuckles at yeonjun before patting him on the shoulder and reassuring, “it’s not like he’s just gonna pop out and see us putting ants in his locker, jjun. kai said he was out with soobin, right?”

kai confirms with a nod, “they went to the arcade. they asked me to come with, but i told them i was volunteering somewhere.”

taehyun laughed, “and they believed you?”

you reach the locker and taehyun hands you the container, “you’re putting them in there.”

you sigh, taking the ants and watching kai’s fingers work on the lock.

“how’d you know the code?” yeonjun asks and chaewon hums as if she was wondering the same thing.

kai replies simply, “he told me during his senior year. hasn’t changed since.”

you make a face when the door opens, moving closer to the locker and struggling with your very slightly shaking hands to open the box’s lid.

as you tip the container into the messy locker, you’re shocked by a familiar voice behind you.

“dude, what the hell are you guys doing?!”