Jungguk swiftly made his way through the school halls with the lunch his Appa had made him held tightly in his hands. He arrived at the lunchroom and took a seat at his usual table – closest to the entrance with a clear view of the school's garden. While the lunchroom was buzzing with the voices of fellow peers, Jungguk sat in silence as he watched an internet radio show – special guest Taehyung – to even notice the eyes that watched him with such amazement.

He wasn't stupid. He would notice the rosy blush that would appear on the new kid's cheeks when they accidently brush hands or how he would avert his eyes whenever they made eye contact. It would make him feel funny inside but never knew what it was. Min Jungguk was the kid's name and that's all he knew. He hadn't said much when he introduced himself to the class so all everyone knew was that his name was Jungguk and that he was good in every subject but math.

The boy intrigued him. He observed the boy closely every day. It is ridiculous of him to do such a thing and if this angel found out it wouldn't be good, but if he didn't see him he felt as if something was missing. Like today, his hair was dyed a dark violet color that made his already fair complexion lighter, styled into a sex tussled hair, his eyes lined with khol, his lips looked rosier than usual, and, oh, how the school's uniform hugged his fame nicely.

"If you keep staring at him, he's gon' think you're a creep, Yugi," commented his friend as he flipped the page in his book.

"Shut up, hyung," Yugyeom clicked his tongue.

"You should talk to him," injected his friend Jaebum as he ate his lunch. "I'm sure he thinks you're weird with all that staring you do.

"I still say he looks familiar to me but I can't put my figure on it."

He knew BamBam was right. The boy did look familiar but he was just blaming it on the fact that he did not have a massive crush on the kid. With a node to himself Yugyeom stood from his seat, "Ima talk to him."

"Good idea," mocked Youngjae. He flipped to the next page of his book, "I'm sure he already thinks you're weird but why the hell not," he shrugged.

"Hyung," he sighed, "BamBam is right, he looks so familiar that I need to know who he is," he walked away. He rolled his eyes when he heard a faint 'your funeral' come from his usual table.

Jungguk was so engrossed into his phone he didn't notice the person walking towards him. He was about to reply to a text from his Appa when the chair across from him was pulled out with a loud screech as it slid against the floor. With his mouth open and a spoon full of pudding in mid-bit, he looked up to see who it was – blonde hair, dark eyes, sloped nose, and that smile. He blinked a couple of times, thinking it was an illusion his mind conjured out of boredom.

Nope, he was real.

Yugyeom took the seat across from Jungguk and offered a genuine smile. "You're Jungguk, right? I'm Kim Yugyeom. Nice to meet you."

Jungguk ate the pudding on his spoon. He blinked a few more time but it didn't bother the other boy at all. "W-what do y-you need?" he stuttered out as he wrinkled his nose a bit.

Awe, he looks like a bunny, thought Yugyeoma as the other boy wrinkled his nose. "Oh, nothing," I just want to be near you right now. "I always see you sitting alone, so I thought I'd keep you company. If you like, you could sit at my table. My friends a decent, a little annoying at times, but decent and honest." He hid his cheeks by placing a hand over his mouth and faked a cough. What would Min Jungguk think if he saw him blush like this? "I mean, it's cool if you don't want to."

"Umm,"

"I'm shocked he hasn't killed you yet."

The vacant chairs around them were pulled out and the three boys Yugyeom left at his table joined them. Youngjae, who was still reading his book, sat next to Jungguk on his right. Jaebum – JB as they call him around school – sat on his left. BamBam sat next to Yugyeom and stared at him with such a gaze that made him feel uncomfortable.

"Why was I cursed to have such idiot dongsungs," sighed Youngjea as he placed his bookmark in his book. "That's Im Jaebum -JB, he's Kunpimkook Bhuwakul, but we call him BamBam 'cause his name is too hard to pernounce, and I'm Choi Youngjea, pleasure to meet you," he introduced the rest of them.

"Min Jungguk," swallowed the teen. He was nervous. What did they want from him? Sure, Yugyeom has invited him to sit with them but Jungguk was had a feeling they were just teasing him. He was wrong.

"So, where are you from? You never told us when you introduced yourself," asked BamBam with a curious gaze. "I was born in Thailand but move here when I was about four with my mom and dad."

"Busan," smiled Jungguk. "I just recently moved back, now that my parents job doesn't require them to travel much," he shrugged and looked out the window. It had begun to rain halfway through the lunch hour but he like it. It reminded him of snuggling up to his Appa drinking hot chocolate – even if it was the hottest day of summer.

"Oh, so they are those workaholic parents that love their jobs more than their children? Mine, too," answered JB with a node. "But it's okay. Yugi's mom is an angel and allows me to mooch off of them whenever I want."

"Hey, freak," laughs followed the comment.

Everyone sitting with Jungguk turned to see the school's bully walking their way. Jungguk ignored him.

"I heard you have two dads. What would possess someone to allow two men to have children?"

He wasn't ashamed to have two fathers. They were the best parents in the world in his eyes. They did everything to love and protect their family in every way possible. So that cut him deep. The way those words were laced with such disgust that it made his stomach churn in revulsion at the small minded bully that was insulting him.

"The same one who possess yours to conceive you" the boy looked up with the look of antipathy on his face. "They aren't your parents so why bother with them?" he resorted back. He turned back to look at the boys to continue their conversation.

"What did you say, you little shit?" he snarled, fist balled ready to punch the new kid and show him his place. "Oh, don't tell me, you're a little faggot, too? Hahaha, did they turn you gay? Hahaha, you are a freak!" the lunchroom fell silent as the bully and his goons laughed.

"Enough," scolded JB as he stood from his seat. "Jungguk is my friend and I will not allow you talk shit about him like that. So what if he had two dads?"

"I have two moms," announced Youngjae with his index slightly raised. His friends knew and they didn't turn him down.

"That's why you poop sunshine and rainbows," BamBam rolled his eyes as he stood up. "Leave the kid alone. He ain't bothering you."

"His presence bothers me," scuffed the bully. "He's disgusting and he shouldn't be at our school. He shouldn't be here."

Before anyone could answer, Jungguk was already standing before the bully. There wasn't much of a height difference between them but the teen knew that if it came to something, he'd be able to knock this guy down. "Say it again?" he voice was low and sent a chill down Yugyeom's spin.

"Fag-" his insult was cut short by Jungguk's fist.

The younger teen and his friends were sitting outside the dean's office, across from them were the bully's friends. He felt relieved a teacher was around to defuse the situation before everything escalated into something worse. The office door flew open and the bully stormed out eye swollen from kissing Jungguk's fist. His goons quickly stood from their seats and followed their leader down the hallway.

"Mr. Min, don't make this a habit. One week of erasing whiteboards after school."

Jungguk stepped out of the office with his eyes casted down. He bowed apologetically at the dean and made his way the opposite direction from where Yugyeom and his friends were sitting. "And Mr. Min, your parent's have been notified," huffed the hefty man.

The teen ran after Jungguk, leaving his friends behind. "Jungguk-ah?" he paced his jog. "Jungguk-ah, what did the dean tell you?" he lightly panted when he caught Jungguk. He caught the boy's arm and turned him around.

The tug caused Jungguk to lose his balance and fall into a hard chest. His face grew hot and pushed Yugyeom way. "I, uh…" he was at a loose for word.

"I'm sorry," apologized the taller teen, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "Where are you going?"

"Home," that was the only offer the shorter teen offered before continuing his walk to his locker for his things.

"I'll walk you," he volunteered. "Just let me stop by my locker and grab my things."

The walk towards Jungguk's house was lengthy. They took two buses just to get to a very nice, high profiled, private neighborhood. Yugyeom was amazed at the style of every home and how each one differed from the rest.

They arrived at gated two story mansion that looked anything like what he had ever seen. The garage door was open and the black haired teen audibly gulped. Inside the drive way was the minivan used on family outings, his Appa's car, and outside on the drive way was his Abeoji's motorcycle.

"Um, I think you should go," whispered Jungguk as he punched in the code to unlock the patio door.

"Would there be a problem if you parent's saw me?" nervously asked Yugyeom as he put his hands in his pocket.

"I, uh, I'm not sure. I don't know what they were told, so I don't know how bad I'll be scolded," he shrugged. "I'll see you Monday," he smiled that cute smile that had Yugyeom's heart dancing away within his chest.

"Um, actually." The blush on Yugyeom's cheeks made Jungguk blush harder than ever. "I was actually wondering if you'd like to," he shrugged, "I don't know. Go out and see a movie or we can go to the fair grounds."

Jungguk's eyes widened in shock, his lips stretched into a nervous pull, and stared at the taller boy. Did Kim Yugyeom, the Kim Yugyeom, that had every girl in school swooning over him like a piece of meat, just ask him out?

Nope, you just made that shit up, said the voice in the back of his head. Wait, he likes me?

"It's co-". "As in a-" they spoke at the same time.

"You go first," smiled the taller teen.

"As friends or a," Jungguk bit his lip.

"As friends or a date. It's up to you. If you want. I'll understand if it makes you uncomfortable or don't like guys," Yugyeom waved his hands in front of him nervously. "I mean; you don't have too if you don't want too. We can go as friends if you don't like guys. Look at you,"

Jungguk raise a brow.

"You're gorgeous and I'm sure you aren't into guys. Wow, Youngjae-hyung was right, I did make this awkward. I'll just be going," he looked away from Jungguk. "Sorry,"

"Hey," Jungguk reached for his hand. "I'd love too, but my parents don't allow me to date without meeting who I'm going with first. And if I invite you in, I'm sure they'll go easy with my punishment," smiled Jungguk.

"Oh, easy, you say? What do you think Jisung? Should we go easy on you brother for fighting at school?"

The teens turned to look in the direction Jungguk's father's voice came from and they saw his Appa standing in the door with the toddler perched up on his hip. He was still in his workout clothes and hair still a little wet from sweat. Jisung was in school uniform but it was a little wrinkled.

Yugyeom stared in awe at the man. Saying Jungguk was beautiful was already an understatement in itself but this man was 'wow'. Unlike Jungguk, this man was shorter than the both of them, hair honey toned skin, plump lips, and had this innocent look to his face.

"I guess, I'll be heading home," the taller teen cleared his throat. He respectfully bowed at Jimin and without even thinking about it, leant over and kissed Jungguk on his cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow. We'll talk more about our date then. Bye," he ran off. The Min family stared as he left. Jimin couldn't help but laugh at how the boy tripped over his own feet as he ran backwards waving at his son.

"Was that?"

"The kid I told you about, Kim Yugyeom," his son gave him his biggest smile. "He asked me out."

"Appa, sleepy," yawned Jisung as he tucked his face in the crook of Jimin's neck.

"He is so cute," cooed Jimin. "Tell me all about it. Your father wants to talk to you about what happened at school."

The talk he had with his parents wasn't what he was expecting. Instead of being the 'tell me what happened' or 'you're better than this' talk, it was 'the talk'. He had never felt more embarrassed in his life and was pretty damn sure that he'd never be able to walk into his father's studio without remembering that talk.

"Um,"

"As you know," began Jimin, "men can have children too."

"Obviously," scuffed Yoongi as he slapped Jimin's ass.

"Can we not have this talk with you sitting on Abeoji's lap. It's making things more awkward," grimaced Jungguk looking away from his parents.

Jimin got off of his husband's lap and sat next to his son. "As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted by my insensitive husband," Jimin rolled his eyes. "If you're going to have sex, you need to be prepared."

"Oh, my god! Not the sex talk," whined their son, hiding his face in his hands. "Appa, I'm a teenage boy, I've done my research. Can I go now?"

"Fine," pouted Jimin and let go of his son's hands.

"Oh, Guk-ah," called out Yoongi as his son stopped to open the door. "If you're on the receiving end, make sure you prep!"

"Oh my God!" cried out Jungguk as he bolted from the studio.

He regretted his idea. Going to the movies would be a lot more entertaining than this stupid idea. But, no, he had to offer going to the mall and take a stroll through the aquarium – Yugyeom paid for the tickets before he could pull out his wallet.

"This was a really stupid idea," sighed Jungguk as they exited aquarium.

"The date or the aquarium" asked Yugyeom as he took Jungguk's hand in his and pulled him towards the one of the restaurants.

"No, I don't regret the date. I don't know what even possessed me to think that this would be a good idea to come at this time," he looked around. The mall was rather vacant at the moment. That was somewhat of a good thing since the teen didn't like crowded places but, still, the mall?

"I like it," shrugged Yugyeom. "It's not loud and we could get to know each other more. He laced his fingers with Jungguk's. "I haven't been to the aquarium in a long time. It's relaxing." He placed a kiss on Jungguk's cheek – again.

"What is up with you and my cheeks?" Jungguk pushed the taller teen away. The like the attention but Yugyeom went as far kiss his cheek at school.

"I like the way the puff out when you smile," he shrugged.

That date was followed by several more. Kids at school didn't stare at him that much anymore. At first, rumors had been spread about him 'bewitching' the school's popular kids into being his friends to being the groups 'slut'. But what those kids didn't know, they were big dorks.

His boyfriend lived with his childhood friend BamBam and his best friend, Jackson, after his parents kicked him out for being who he was. BamBam's parent moved back to Thailand a few years back when his father's company needed him back in Bangkok. His and Jackson's parents, who moved back to China, agreed to split rent for a decent apartment for their sons.

It was true what BamBam said about Youngjea. The kid literally pooped rainbows and sunshine. He always made sure his friends were smiling. JB would get grumpy whenever BamBam and Yugyeom would join forces and terrorize them. His friends didn't treat him any different when they met his parents. They kept it a secret, too.

"Whoa," JB reached out to grab the frame that was sitting on the side table in the Min's family room. "Is this you when you were a kid?"

Jungguk looked at the photo. It was him and two boys at the waterpark when he was a kid. He didn't remember who they were but he did remember they were his best friends growing up. "Yeah," he smiled.

"You were a cute kid," added Jungguk's boyfriend. "I don't know what happened to you now," he laughed at the look of outrage. He took the frame from his friend's hand and looked at it. His smile fell quickly.

"You okay?" asked Jungguk as he kicked BamBam's seat from under him. "Babe?" he turned around to stare at his boyfriend.

"You okay, man?" asked BamBam from his spot on the floor.

"Um," Yugyeom cleared his throat. "Do you know these kids?" he turned the photo over.

"Don't remember their names. That was the last summer we spent together before I moved to Busan." He shrugged, "Appa says I knew them since daycare. Why?"

"Is that us?" Youngjae was the only one to notice BamBam had crawled his way to the bed. "Dude, we have that same photo in the living room. How is it that we never noticed?" he took the photo from Yugyeom. They were all sitting on top of a picnic bench sharing a funnel cake. "Wow, who would have said you'd end up dating your first love," he looked up at his friend.

"Oh, I love happy endings," Youngjae clapped his hands gleefully.

"Shut up,"

"I'm not the one who cried the rest of the summer."

"Suck a bag of dicks,"

"That's your job!"

While his boyfriend and friend playfully argued, he smiled at what he just learned. He had never been an open person but his ragtag group of friends always made him fell at home – especially Yugyeom and BamBam. They had never questioned why the felt so comfortable with each other or why their mind always took them to the same place. Now he knew why.