Summary: Junmyeon's a gangster and he's Baekhyun's date...ish.
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"I can't really tell you how to have a long distance relationship, babe. I like to keep my nuts local."
"Mmm... But what if it's not local?"
"Then make it local!"
Baekhyun frowned. "What do you mean make it local?"
"Just fly out and make it local," Junmyeon said, taking another lick of his ice cream. "Take a private plane or something."
Slumping his shoulders, Baekhyun sets his ice cream cup down. "Myeonnie, I don't have a private plane!"
"Oh, right. Well... Can't you guys video chat? If you didn't break up with me, I'd fly out to see you whenever!"
Sighing, Baekhyun reaches over and pokes Junmyeon on the shoulder. "I'm being serious!" he says, pouting. "I'm leaving in, like, two weeks and I'm sad."
"How're you going to focus in college if you're stuck on some dumb boy? I mean, he's not even that good looking and--"
"Myeonnie!"
"I'm just saying," Junmyeon says, shrugging. "If you really don't want to go, you could just... not go. Why didn't you apply to a University here like every other kid?"
"Because my dad was offered a job in California and I thought, oh, that'd be fun!"
"And...?"
"And now, it's not fun and I'm sad!" Baekhyun sighs heavily... then takes a scoop of ice cream in his mouth. "Yeol says I should go. Jongdae says I should go. What do you think?"
"That you should go. Duh." Junmyeon scoffs. "I mean, you'll have summer vacations. You can fly back here or whatever— If you can."
"But I'll miss him."
"And he'll miss you, too, but he's still saying you should go... So if you stay, you'll make him feel like it's his fault." Disgusted, Junmyeon crosses his arms in front of him. "Ugh, anyways, babe. I feel like this should be something you need to talk to that loser about."
"We do, but it just makes us both sad and—"
"I get it. He's your 'first' boyfriend—even though that's highly debatable— so I know it's hard. You wanna stay with him forever and ever and get married— But here's the deal, babe," Junmyeon says, pausing. "It's not like that. You're going to miss him, and you're going to fight. Then, you'll break up and forget about him."
"That's not true—"
"The first time he made you cry, you came running to me."
"So?"
Junmyeon laughs. "You have a pretty bad track record of overreacting."
"Myeonnie!"
"I'm just saying," the latter mutters as he starts chewing on the waffle cone. Shit's starting to get all soggy. "Who's to say you guys won't fight over the phone and then you go off to make out with some frat jock who kinda looks like that idiot?"
Baekhyun frowns at him, upset and disgruntled. "Why does everything think I'm going to do that to him? You, Jongdae... Even Chanyeol. You guys say it like it's a good thing, like I'm finally gonna meet someone who's as smart as me, but... but I like him, and I like the gang. I like everything about him, but everyone makes me feel like I should just drop everything and leave because I deserve better when all I want is for this to work out and—"
