[✔️] Deer-Like Eyes | Tarochan/Sungtaro

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December 18, Saturday, 2019
[Shotaro]

"Someone got a crush hMm?"

"Isn't graffiti illegal?"

"Come on, he cant be that cute."

"Bro, you saw his eyes and you're already whipped, even Jaemin isn't that whipped for those two."

"Wh— Hey!"

He was already regretting telling his little group of friends about his walk in the woods.

Ten minutes before...

After the cute stranger had ran and he was in a daze, he decided to return home, having had too much excitement for the day. But, decided he needed to tell someone, so the next day he headed over to Renjun's apartment, which he also shared with Jeno or Jaemin... at least he thinks so, he hasn't asked about their living, he just never heard the two speak of their own places and always sees them at Renjun's.

   He didn't expect for everyone –even Jisung– to already be gathered in a circle, waiting for him. Gosh damn it, why did I tell him first? I should've waited til I got here o say anything. As he said, he had previously messaged Renjun saying 'im coming over tomorrow, i saw this one cute guy and i need to rant'. He was thinking about turning around and leaving when Renjun had first opened the door, the circle of friends behind him in the middle of the living room, the coffee table nowhere to be found.

Sitting down between Donghyuck and Jaemin, he was immediately asked, "Spill, just yesterday you said you weren't interested in anyone."

Sighing, he began telling them about his little walk in the woods, and about the boy he saw and how captivating his eyes were, and finished by saying how the boy had ran away. Finishing the story, it was silent for a moment before he was bombarded by his friends,

"Someone got a crush hMm?"

"Isn't graffiti illegal?"

"Come on, he cant be that cute."

"Woah, you saw his eyes and you're already whipped, even Jaemin isn't that whipped for those two."

"Wh— Hey!"

   He tried to answer the questions and accusations, ignoring Jaemin and Donghyuck bickering, "Well yes— Yes to graffiti that's probably illegal! And yes, he was that cute."

"I dunno... sounds like a you're in love to me..." Jaemin paused his bickering with Donghyuck to comment and take an obnoxiously loud sip of his americano.

Deciding trying to counter them would be too much work, he left it at that, switching to a different topic.

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January 9, Sunday, 2020
[Shotaro]

It's been three weeks since he last saw the boy he met in the woods. The saturday after he had gone to the said location and waited for a few hours, hoping to see the guy again, but to no prevail. He had slowly forgotten about the boy, being distracted by Christmas, which he spent at Yuta's and Johnny's newly bought house for a Christmas party with all their friends. Along with the Christmas party, his mind was still occupied by the New Years party from a week before, which was held at Jaehyun's and Taeyong's place, mostly in their backyard, setting off fireworks, a barbecue, it was fantastic. Both parties were amazing, and he got to socialize more with the rest of the friend group. At the Christmas party was when he got to meet for the first time a lot of the guys, like Yuta, they got along great and it felt nice being able speaking in his mother tongue, he was also grateful for for Taeyong who also did his best to speak Japanese with him.

The past weeks he'd been occupied with friends and parties, that he had forgotten about the boy... until today.

   Today... today he just felt like going out. He wondered if he should invite his friends to go out with him, but decided against it as in the last few weeks he's been around many of the group for too long, he needed this alone time.

   He decided to dress pretty casual today, choosing a white t-shirt and light blue, ripped jeans, slicking the right side of his black hair back, the other curling to above his brow. (A/n idk how to explain hair, I mean like his hair in the photo above/at the beginning of the chapter)

Checking that he got all his necessaries, phone, wallet, keys, he left his apartment and rode the bus to the nearest shopping district, hoping to buy himself something and enjoy himself.

   Buuuut, life's been going too smoothly lately, and life never goes smoothly.

   "Hm... this one looks pretty nice—" He was examining a leather jacket in some clothing store, thinking of whether to get it or not when he felt something, or well, someone, too close to his liking. He turned around, only for a someone to ran passed him as he felt them glaze his shirt.

   He stuck his hand in his pocket where his wallet should be, nothing. "Oh that son of a bitch—" He dropped the leather jacket, leaving it on the floor as he chased after the person who wore a black hoodie, covering their head. Luckily, it hadn't taken him long to find out his wallet was gone so he wasn't that far behind the thief, the person well in his sight. And he wasn't gonna let the thief get away with his money nor his whole wallet. Getting a new license credit card would be too difficult in a foreign country.

   He ran as fast as he could, which was pretty fast, as he's been on his highschool track team for a few years in Japan, though he has to give it to the thief, he was pretty fast. So far they've been running for a minute or two, the thief had glance behind him to check, only to meet Shotaro's a few meters behind him. He had nearly bumped into a few people and children, muttering sorry as he ran passed.

   Just as he was starting to get tired of running, already listing out the pros and cons of giving up on his wallet, the thief turned into an alley between two buildings. Great, there'll either be a dead end or  a lot of rubbish to slow him down.

   He too turned into the alleyway, a wall stood four meters in front of him, and just in time, he could see the thief stop running and starting to climb the wall.

Not on my fucking watch. Running up as fast as he could, before the thief could get even get five feet off the ground, he wrapped an arm around their waist pulling them off the wall and back on the ground and sat on their stomach, holding their arms still, not leaving a chance for them to run.

Panting, he looked down at the thief, who was groaning for both the pain of being thrown on the ground, and the weight of the other on his stomach. He met the eyes of the thief, finding them... familiar.

Then it clicked.

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*not edited*

   Bad ending, I know.

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