PROLOGUE (1/1)
“Did he see me?”“No hyung, he’s too busy laughing with his friends.”“B-but, I waved right at him.” Sehun sighs for the umpteenth time that day. He was starting to wonder why he was friends with Luhan; all he ever did was talk about Minseok (even if he had no idea Luhan exists). Patting Luhan's shoulder, Sehun says a quick sorry and goodbye to him. Luhan watches as his friends leaves. He really thinks Sehun deserves a medal for putting up with his shit for so long. Really though, it wasn’t his fault that he had fallen so hard for the short red head. He first fell when he saw Minseok for the first time back in elementary. They were both part of the little league soccer. Minseok had pushed Luhan for the ball, and since then, Luhan’s been pining after the older. The only problem, Luhan thinks, is that Minseok has no idea he exists (as Sehun had so kindly pointed out to him numerous times in the past). So from the sixth grade up till now, Luhan’s senior year, he’s been trying to capture the elder boys heart. Feeling a slight bit dejected at not being noticed, the blonde turns to leave for his first class of the day. ------------------------ “Now class, you all knew this project was coming,” said class groans, “So let’s get this started!” Mr. Kim all but squeals. The whole of the senior population feared this project, some loathed it with all their being, yet not a single one of them could pass without it. Seriously though, no senior wanted to take care of a plastic baby with someone else just as unwilling for a whole week!
“So my little juvenile delinquents, I’m going to pair everyone up~.” Suddenly a hand raised, everyone turned to look at who dare question Mr. Kim’s logic. Luhan’s breath hitched, noticing that it was his prince charming in the crossfire of the dragon. “How is this supposed to work, if more than half of the class is made up of guys”, Minseok innocently questioned. Clearing his throat and letting out a cat-like grin, Mr. Kim answered with, “ Simple Mr. Kim, you shut up and deal with who ever I put you with; girl or boy. Understand?” The teachers eye’s shone devilishly. Minseok gulps loudly sinking down into his desk in hopes of getting away from the mans glare. “As I was saying, I’ll pair you all up, and I don’t want to hear complaints. Does everyone understand?” Mr. Kim looks pointedly at the red-headed boy. “Okay first up, come grab your new baby-- Mr. Wu and Mr. Huang!” The cat teacher jumped for joy. As the seconds ticked by more people had gone up. Chanyeol with Baekhyun (he saw it coming), Jessica and Donghae (god help his poor soul), Yixing with Jia, Victoria and Zhoumi, and so on. Finally Luhan’s name was called. He had drowned out the sound of Mr. Kim’s annoyingly high pitched voice ( really most students weren't sure if the puberty train hit their teacher yet), so he wasn’t entirely sure who was called or not. “Luhan and Minseok.” That’s the last thing the blonde remembers before his world went pitch black. ------------------ Waking up in a dark room is always disorienting, especially when you knew it was light out the last time you had your eyes open. Luhan sat up quickly, head spinning. Blinking a couple of times he realized he was in his own room. How did I get here? Looking for any sign of how and why he was there, Luhan spied a not on his side table. Picking the blue sticky up, he read; You passed out before we couldget our baby so I brought you home & took our kid to my place for the night. We’ll talk about everythingtomorrow. Okay? Get better.-Minseok <3 Luhan stared at the note with little chicken scribbles for words, the promptly passed out again. ------------------------ Minseok thought he had it all, the looks, the friends, the money, and even the guys he dated. How come he felt like he was missing something then? Brushing it off, the redhead got ready for school. When he arrived his friends were already there waiting for him. That’s one thing Minseok loved about them, they were like loyal dogs. “So, you brought your baby right?” Chanyeol asks. “Yep, she’s right here, safe and sound.” Minseok gives out a triumphant, gummy grin. Suddenly all the boys look around uneasily. “What, what’s with you guys?” “Did you talk to his,” Wufan clears his throat, “dad yet?” “O-oh… no, I was kinda hoping one of you guys had seen him around.” Minseok blushed a little. He was kind of excited to have such a pretty partner. “He’s in the locker room right now; getting ready for soccer practice.” Zitao states simply. Ruffling Zitao’s perfectly styled hair (he’d spent a good hour trying to impress Wufan), he ran off calling back toward them, “Thanks Tao I owe you one!”, then continues to the locker room, but not before he send Zitao a knowing wink. Upon entering the small, musky smelling room, Minseok is greeted with a beautiful sight. There Luhan stands, clad only in his soccer shorts, socks hugging strong calves, the dark blue material a swift contrast to the youngers milky white skin. Chest bare, with two little dusky pink nipples on either side of his chest. Luhan looks up a bit startled to see someone staring at him. Quickly he grabs his uniform shirt to shuck onto his exposed torso. “U-uh Minseok. Hi. U-uh what a-are you doing here?” The blonde questions, tilting his head. Both boys blush, Minseok for being caught ,and Luhan for being caught of guard and getting scared. “I came to talk to you about our baby.” “Oh, I almost forgot about the assignment, but yeah, sure let’s talk about it.” ---------------------- After a good ten minutes talking about what to call their child, and all that good parenting stuff, they were left with a slightly (more so on Luhan’s side) decision on whose house they would be staying at. “I mean, Mr. kim did want us to both be with the baby at all times right? So I was thinking, for the week we were taking care of the kid, we could maybe stay at my house.” Minseok had the decency to be bashful about it at least, “T-that sounds fine. My place is a little cramped so…” Luhan mumbles off. “Cool so I’ll just leave Minjoo with you then?” “B-but I have prac-” Looking up at the clock, Luhan realized he was already twenty minutes late for morning practice (as was Minseok, no doubt the both of them would get yelled at for it). Oh, well isn’t that great, not only am I stuck with the baby, but I’m also gonna have to skip practice, Luhan though miserably. “Sorry if I made you late for practice.” The shorter mutters out. “N-no it’s not a problem. Coach Choi is pretty lenient with me, so skipping practice won’t hurt.” He smiled reassuringly. “ But to make it up to me, you can walk me to my first class?” If Luhan was going to be noticed, just for this week because of some silly baby project, then Luhan was going to milk everything he could out of this damn it! Handing the plastic doll to Luhan, Minseok smiled as if to answer him. Walking out of the locker room, Minseok held the door open for Luhan like the gentleman he was raised to be. “So what’s your whole class schedule like?” The older suddenly asks. “Uh… “ The blonde really had no idea how to respond to that. “I was thinking, since we both have to care for minjoo, I could… walk you to your classes.” Luhan thought he saw the shorter teen blush, but that would be ridiculous right? Why would Kim Minseok blush asking him , out of all people, a question like that. A little shyly, the blonde pulls his schedule out from his backpack, handing it over to the redhead. “Thanks~” Minseok sing songs. “Yeah, sure, no thing.”
Luhan really feels like fainting again. For one whole week, he and Minseok were to be inseparable. --------------------------A/N: So um yeah, honest to god this started out as a joke for me and my beta. But yeah so here is th prolouge. I'm seriously warning you now that originally this was supposed to be a one shot, but then it got to long to be one... so >.> I did it in chapters. But yeah, tell me if you like it or what ever.... yeah..bye, -C.B