it's all about buying time, renjun thought absentmindedly while passing jaemin at the boundary point once again just to enter his enemy's side of the dorms. the darkened hallways stretched on for seemingly ever, slithering their shadows along the walls as the dim, tangerine light of the ceiling's low-hanging bulbs casted odd shaped across any plain surface. at this hour, everything seemed more surreal - more dream-like. perhaps the high of missing sleep and working on caffeine shots left one feeling a little 'out of it', or maybe it was the thrill of being the only one about....

but renjun definitely swayed a little with exhaustion as he made his way towards room forty-three. his heart was racing a little and his eyes were unfocused. it had been all but three days since the previous canteen war, and since then lee donghyuck hadn't been a problem. there had been one occasion where an ebony student and an ivory student got into a brawl in the broadcasting room.....but it ended as soon as it had started, for the teachers were more than ready to stop the entertaining argument blasting across the intercoms.

as the chinese student made it to the very stretch of hallway he always wound up in, he stumbled to a halt and found a giddy looking boy wandering towards the very dorm renjun had intended to check on. he seemed dressed rather scantily, as pyjamas had no strict uniform....but the disciplinary committee member wasn't at all distracted by the sight.

"excuse me," the brunette gushed, "do you know what time it is?"

the dark-haired ivory student froze, tensing up now that he'd been found. his hazel eyes flicked to renjun, and both held contact for different reasons. "o-oh, you're the disciplinary committee member for the ebony class....right?"

"quite obviously," the smaller folded his arms. "and what has you prancing around the dorm halls at three in the morning, hm?"

the taller student seemed a little stunned, and quite defeated. his shoulders slumped and he started backing down from this conversation, slowly edging away again. "i was visiting a friend."

"of course," the brunette ground his teeth down together to prevent the urge of outing the poor stranger for hooking up with the school's most notorious player. that wasn't fair on him, and technically renjun had no proof. so, motioning for the teenager to leave his sight, he proceeded to step towards door number forty-three. "i won't report this if you follow the rules from now on."

"yes," the other whispered before dashing back down the corridors to wherever the hell he'd come from. the tough committee member, however, had a bone to pick with his irritating enemy. he knocked on the door twice before entering without any form of permission.

"lee donghyuck, you're out of your mind," he scoffed while closing the door behind him. "no matter what i tell you, you walk all over it and turn a goddamn blind eye. what do I have to do to get through to you?"

the said boy within his bed had his back against the headboard, a playful smirk present on his beautiful features and his top half expose. the tanned skin hid the wonderful muscles in his arms and along his chest, and god did renjun have to fight the need to stare.

"aaaw, what happened to my plans, ren?"

"your 'plans' submitted to my authority immediately, i'll have you know. like he bloody-well should've. take a page from his book."

"tsk, you're so boring," hyuck yawned, stretching his arms up and tilting his head of blonde hair back softly. don't look at his body, don't look at his body, don't look at his body, the older repeated religiously within, turning away to stare at the walls.

"put some clothes on, idiot. and get some sleep, alright? i can hardly function on two hours of rest, so I don't know how the hell you're even surviving-" the creak of the bed cut the teen off and made him flinch, as it signified that donghyuck was moving. "what are you doing?" renjun huffed, still not looking at the blonde for fear of seeing his perfectly sculpted physique again.

before he knew it, two bare arms had wrapped themselves securely around his petite waist, one hand over his lower chest, the other over his tummy. the brunette elicited a shocked gasp, placing his own fingers over hyuck's and lightly trying to get away. it was all for naught though, since the younger was stronger by far.

"i swear to god, if you don't unhand me, you'll learn what real pain is."

snickering at the idea of it, the taller skilfully picked renjun up in his arms and brought him to the bed. as expected, the alleged 'roommate' was missing in action, and the smaller was starting to wonder if the guy had just made himself comfortable in someone else's dorm. it would've made sense in the end, for not a soul wanted to be present during someone else's intercourse.

"hey! let go!" the chinese male hissed, falling back to lay against the dishevelled sheets and pushing his palms against the other's uncovered chest. donghyuck was giggling playfully, having absolutely no intent to harm the older, or force him into anything. he just wanted to play with him a little, perhaps scare him.

love did strange things to a person's brain.

"you're so rigid," the boy teased, "loosen up, ren. or shall i do that for you?"

"dear lord, what the heck are you talking about?! why am i always your stupid target?!" renjun snapped while panicking as the taller cleverly slid between his legs, his whole form utterly vulnerable to him now.

"you're so pretty," donghyuck cooed, simply resting there and propping his elbow against the mattress so he could lean against his palm. "if you weren't on the disciplinary committee, i'd have totally pushed my luck by now."

"and this isn't pushing your luck?" renjun motioned to their odd position and stopped fighting against his strength once he could see he wasn't actually in any danger, just resting his hands on the blonde's shoulders. "and the d.c should be the least of your concerns....you're an ivory student, donghyuck. last i checked, you should hate me."

"how could i hate someone so cute?" he gushed. "i didn't choose my class, and neither did you. this was just how the school cut the cake, and it was a fifty-fifty chance. if i was in the ebony class like you, would you have given me a chance?"

"hyuck...."

"be honest. it's not happening, so you don't have to take the question seriously. just tell me whether you hate me, or my class."

the older chewed wall of his cheek, staring up at those chocolate brown irises tinged with auburn flames. in the end, he'd been fighting this guy for as long as he'd been allowed to step foot into ivory territory. he hated his promiscuous behaviour, he hated his laid-back attitude towards authority, and he hated that smug grin the teen would wear when he was around....taunting him.

but....perhaps the white uniform did encourage this hatred more than it should've. and 'hatred' was such a strong word, wasn't it? perhaps 'dislike' worked better, as there were good points to lee donghyuck as well. casting aside the godly physicals, of course.

"i don't know..." renjun settled with, seeing a flash of disappointment lace through the very eyes he'd been battling for dominance with. his fingers curled a little on the other's taught shoulders, nails grazing ever so softly against the skin and making the younger boy shiver. "i don't know if i hate you, or the fact that you're ivory, donghyuck. but either way, your persistent flirting needs to stop, okay? we'd be hammered by our very own classmates if they ever saw this."

"i wouldn't tell a soul, and you know that. i'd even defend you during a war if needs be."

"oh yes," renjun giggled softly, "pouring orange juice over me and letting it seep into my uniform counts as defence."

"psh, you deserved that."

"ugh, i did not!"

"did too."

"did not."

"ren, you really did. you're so mean to me," hyuck chuckled. "you're only ever hard on me."

"because you're the only crazy bastard bringing boys to your room at ungodly hours of the night! ebony's player is kunhang, and he's super mature about it. his room is clear."

"oh please, he and yukhei had a temporary thing going before jungwoo started bringing up the whole marriage thing. he's not as clean as you'd think."

"okay, end of conversation," renjun rolled his eyes, gently sitting up and rolling the younger onto the bed so he could get up. "bottom line still stands; stop courting me. match made in hell. not happening."

"i'm a good kisser, i promise~" hyuck whined, "at least give me that."

"my prince charming is somewhere in the ebony class," the older assured him while walking towards the door. "i'm sorry you feel this way." with that, he exited and left the younger alone to ponder on his misfortunes.

"i'm sorry too," he scoffed, laying back. "i didn't ask for this."