OMG! | renhyuck

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by now it was just chenle, jisung, renjun and donghyuck. the friend group that used to hold 7 people had turned into 4,and they're not going to do anything to lose each other again.

apologizing, leaving your other friends and starting a new group with the people you would trust your whole life with.

their graduation had just ended, all of their stuff inside the dorms are packed up, to be honest it was really hard for them to leave but we gotta let stuff go sometimes.

like your crush that doesn't even reply to you anymore.

or that item you saw on an online shopping app that only had four stocks left.

maybe even that discord phase of yours, anyway.

all of them were out in the field taking pictures with family members or classmates, except for for 'the three'.

"chenle pose!" renjun smiled and clicked the camera when chenle waved at the camera, turning around to see mark and jeno looking at them.

"ignore them, love. take a picture of me so i can post it on my account" donghyuck pecked renjuns forehead and posed like a bodybuilder, making the others laugh while renjun took a picture of him

"stupid." renjun mumbled, chuckling while saving the picture on his phone.

winwin and yuta came running to renjun, tackling him in a tight hug and asking the others to join the small group hug, laughing altogether.

they sat on the ground for a while, talking about memories, recalling their inside jokes and laughing about the embarrassing moments they remember until yuwin had to leave for another shoot.

for renjun, he only had a few plans.

skipping uni, work at somewhere he likes while he lives with his brother for a while, and then buy himself his own house.

it was the same for donghyuck, but he didn't want to hear his brother having sex in the middle of his studying for his dream.

but, that was just the graduation. i didn't say it was what was happening right now.

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