Okay this is kinda angsty? I guess? I dk, there’s sad times, just go with it.
“Hi, I’m new here, can you show me around?”
Key looked at the sad looking short kid and then towards his teacher, “Do I have to?” Key quietly asked, not exactly thrilled he would be stuck with the new kid.
The teacher silently nodded before beginning to take roll call.
“My name is Kibum, but call me Key.” Key stuck out his hand to the other boy.
“I’m Jonghyun, and I don’t really have a nickname,” The kid smiled at his own joke, and Key turned around, already annoyed.
“Well follow me new kid, and I’ll show you where things are.”
Key walked briskly as he brought Jonghyun around the campus, explaining the layout of the school. The organisation of the building was fairly simple, so he brought the new kid to the library, hoping to waste time there before having to return to class. He led them to a table away from prying eyes, planning on playing his phone without repercussions.
It was when they sat down that he noticed Jonghyun was crying, or he had been crying. His eyes were red, brimming with tears, and his cheeks had the dried remnants from tears long gone from now.
“Hey, um, are you okay?” He set his phone on the table and tried to look Jonghyun in the eyes.
“Yeah, uh, it’s nothing,” Jonghyun sniffed as another tear fell from this eyes.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Key put a hand on Jonghyun’s thigh, hoping to be reassuring, “do you wanna talk about it?”
Jonghyun shook his head, “no, well yes, but no.”
“You can talk it out with me,” Key offered, “If you go back to class like this, you’ll never live it down.”
Jonghyun allowed more tears to fall, “Do you know why I came here?”
Key blinked, “Did your dad change jobs? that’s usually why people move, or maybe.. he got relocated?”
Jonghyun shook his head, “No,” he bit his lip in attempt to hold back the tears, “I live with my cousins now. According to my parents, they’re the only ones that will accept me.” He looked at his hands, avoiding Key’s sharp gaze.
“Jonghyun, what happened?”
He didn’t know why, but Jonghyun felt like he could trust Key. It had been a long few weeks, between being kicked out of his own house, and forced to change schools. He didn’t care anymore. But he felt comfortable around Key, his hand was still on his thigh, massaging him with his thumb.
“I, I came out.” He quietly confessed, “I can’t believe I finally had the guts to, and I was kicked out so quickly. And the yelling, there was so much yelling.” Jonghyun finally let himself cry, the sobs rolling through him.
Key immediately scooched his chair forward so he could hold the other in his arms. Jonghyun shook against Key’s chest, he tried to be quiet, but it was nearly impossible. He could barely control his breathing while Key pet the back of his head, calmingly.
“It’s okay, I know it’s hard,” he cooed as he rocked Jonghyun, “I went through it too.”
Jonghyun looked up at Key, his eyes round and red, “You did?”
Key nodded, “Yeah, my parent’s yelled at me too. Especially my dad.” He shuddered at the memory, “But your parents love you just like mine love me. They’re just confused right now.” He took Jonghyun’s hand into his own, “it’s just still so taboo. They’re scared that you will become an outcast, that no one will love you, that you’re toxic, but you’re not.
He actually looked at Jonghyun and took in his features. He had a strong Jaw, plush lips, and puppy dog eyes. His hair was a little mussed, but it looked more fashionable than messy. He had sharp cheeks and an adorable round nose in contrast. He felt his heart rate quicken as his eyes lingered on his lips. They looked so easily kissable it was all Key started to think about.
“You know,” he said, eyes staring at Jonghyun’s lips, “I wouldn’t mind going out with you.”
Jonghyun’s eyes widened and he blushed, “You don’t have to..”
Key grinned, “I want to, You’re pretty cute!”