Their journey ended up sooner than Yixing had expected, but Junmyeon didn’t seem like he would be able to spare any more minute for him. Yixing understood and buried his disappointment, the pretty male did say he had a class after. The male tried to ask for Junmyeon’s number without sounding weird (because they had just met each other) but he swallowed it all down when Junmyeon suddenly stopped walking.
“Yi—Yixing, I have to go.”
“Eh?” Yixing looked puzzled. “If it’s alright with you, can we—“
“I have to go,” Junmyeon threw him an apologetic look before walking away hastily.
Yixing was left dumbfounded on his track, his eyes were fixed on Junmyeon’s backpack as the latter pranced away. He could feel element of fear was laced underneath his tone, but Yixing thought he must have been imagining it.
It was when he saw Junmyeon greeting a tall, handsome male that he knew it was real fear. Junmyeon handed him the cup of coffee—so the reason he didn’t drink it was because it wasn’t for him. Yixing noticed the tall male glowered to his direction before giving into Junmyeon’s attempt to drag him away.
The glare was probably a warning for him to stay away from Junmyeon.
But really, it just made Yixing wanted Junmyeon more.