Mingyu had known Psychology wasn’t the easiest major to study, but he came to realize several months into his second year of university that he underestimated the amount of work he would be receiving. Essay after essay he had been completing all throughout autumn, and he grew tired of his routine.
Every time Junhui and him obtained a great amount of work, they would always complete (or attempt to) their assignments in Mingyu’s room due to their similar work ethics. However, Mingyu was going nowhere with his most recent paper, and the impending due date seemed to be closing in on him.
“Guys, you know I love you, but either Junhui needs to shut the hell up or Minghao needs to leave.”
“You’re just jealous,” Minghao jested, lifting his head off Junhui’s shoulder. With Mingyu’s luck, it was inevitable that his best friend slash work buddy would end up dating his roommate, Minghao. Every time they’d try to get work done with Minghao around, Junhui ended up distracted, opting to cuddle and chat with his boyfriend rather than completing his assignment. “Not jealous, just trying to get my work done, unlike some people” Mingyu retorted, narrowing his eyes towards Junhui. “Just work in my room if you’re bothered” Junhui chimed in with a smile. “Impossible,” Mingyu sighed. Mingyu knew trying to get work done in Junhui’s room would just result in a headache. Junhui’s roommate Soonyoung always invited their friends over, and they enjoy blasting music and screaming while playing videogames for hours on end. Mingyu often questions how they haven’t gotten yelled at by their dorm monitor, but he assumes that Soonyoung’s probably friends with him, seeing that the boy seems to befriend every soul on campus. “Why are you always so caught up in work? You freak out over every assignment” Minghao says. Mingyu doesn’t think he freaks out, just believes getting good grades is important. And it’s not like he’s a nerd. Mingyu occasionally enjoys a party once in awhile, but his parents’ influence on him had caused him to hold education in a high regard. Junhui was like him too, but Minghao’s negligent attitude has been rubbing off on the older boy. “Look, how about we go to the library then. I think I need another book for research, anyways” Junhui suggests, stretching his arms above his head and rising from his seat. Mingyu hadn’t gone to the school library in months, but he thought it was better than being stuck here. “Sure, if it’s open.” Minghao pouts as the two prepare to leave into the autumn night, but Junhui doesn’t depart without planting a kiss on the younger boy’s cheek. - The last time Mingyu had been to the on campus library was almost a whole year previous, and he stared in awe when they reached the front door. Even in the 9pm darkness the building was pretty, and it looked larger than what Mingyu had remembered. Shuddering from the cold wind, Junhui entered hurriedly, leading the way. There weren’t many …show more content…
Junhui chuckled, “we came here ‘cause of you, you know. Don’t fall asleep on me.”
“Right, sorry”.
Pressing his lips together, Mingyu looked at their table.
“Hey, do you have The Interpretation of Dreams?”
Junhui browsed through his stack. “Mmmm, no,” he informed.
Mingyu yawned, and rose from his seat.
“K then, i’m gonna look through the books”.
“Okay”.
In the dim lighting, Mingyu walked through the rows of bookshelves, admiring the different colors. Running his hand along the shelves, he perused through the rows under “Pyschology” until he reached the Fs. Looking at a picture of the book on his phone, Mingyu searched for the beige cover.
Unsuccessful in finding what he was looking for, he returned to Junhui.
“It’s not there,” Mingyu sulked.
Junhui glanced up at the boy, smiling at his petulant face. Although he was pretty smart, Mingyu was such a baby sometimes.
“Try asking the librarian,” Junhui suggested.
Dragging his feet through the library, Mingyu passed by the rows of tables. More people seemed to have left, and he wondered what time the library closed.
Once the front desk was in Mingyu’s view, he slowed his steps after he took notice of the boy behind
Every time Junhui and him obtained a great amount of work, they would always complete (or attempt to) their assignments in Mingyu’s room due to their similar work ethics. However, Mingyu was going nowhere with his most recent paper, and the impending due date seemed to be closing in on him.
“Guys, you know I love you, but either Junhui needs to shut the hell up or Minghao needs to leave.”
“You’re just jealous,” Minghao jested, lifting his head off Junhui’s shoulder. With Mingyu’s luck, it was inevitable that his best friend slash work buddy would end up dating his roommate, Minghao. Every time they’d try to get work done with Minghao around, Junhui ended up distracted, opting to cuddle and chat with his boyfriend rather than completing his assignment. “Not jealous, just trying to get my work done, unlike some people” Mingyu retorted, narrowing his eyes towards Junhui. “Just work in my room if you’re bothered” Junhui chimed in with a smile. “Impossible,” Mingyu sighed. Mingyu knew trying to get work done in Junhui’s room would just result in a headache. Junhui’s roommate Soonyoung always invited their friends over, and they enjoy blasting music and screaming while playing videogames for hours on end. Mingyu often questions how they haven’t gotten yelled at by their dorm monitor, but he assumes that Soonyoung’s probably friends with him, seeing that the boy seems to befriend every soul on campus. “Why are you always so caught up in work? You freak out over every assignment” Minghao says. Mingyu doesn’t think he freaks out, just believes getting good grades is important. And it’s not like he’s a nerd. Mingyu occasionally enjoys a party once in awhile, but his parents’ influence on him had caused him to hold education in a high regard. Junhui was like him too, but Minghao’s negligent attitude has been rubbing off on the older boy. “Look, how about we go to the library then. I think I need another book for research, anyways” Junhui suggests, stretching his arms above his head and rising from his seat. Mingyu hadn’t gone to the school library in months, but he thought it was better than being stuck here. “Sure, if it’s open.” Minghao pouts as the two prepare to leave into the autumn night, but Junhui doesn’t depart without planting a kiss on the younger boy’s cheek. - The last time Mingyu had been to the on campus library was almost a whole year previous, and he stared in awe when they reached the front door. Even in the 9pm darkness the building was pretty, and it looked larger than what Mingyu had remembered. Shuddering from the cold wind, Junhui entered hurriedly, leading the way. There weren’t many …show more content…
Junhui chuckled, “we came here ‘cause of you, you know. Don’t fall asleep on me.”
“Right, sorry”.
Pressing his lips together, Mingyu looked at their table.
“Hey, do you have The Interpretation of Dreams?”
Junhui browsed through his stack. “Mmmm, no,” he informed.
Mingyu yawned, and rose from his seat.
“K then, i’m gonna look through the books”.
“Okay”.
In the dim lighting, Mingyu walked through the rows of bookshelves, admiring the different colors. Running his hand along the shelves, he perused through the rows under “Pyschology” until he reached the Fs. Looking at a picture of the book on his phone, Mingyu searched for the beige cover.
Unsuccessful in finding what he was looking for, he returned to Junhui.
“It’s not there,” Mingyu sulked.
Junhui glanced up at the boy, smiling at his petulant face. Although he was pretty smart, Mingyu was such a baby sometimes.
“Try asking the librarian,” Junhui suggested.
Dragging his feet through the library, Mingyu passed by the rows of tables. More people seemed to have left, and he wondered what time the library closed.
Once the front desk was in Mingyu’s view, he slowed his steps after he took notice of the boy behind