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Maybe Author: not_me

Description: Kim Jongin was born with a silver spoon in his mouth to live a pretty boring life of no serious commitments. He gets in his car driven by his personal driver to and from school and everywhere he wants to go, attend classes, talk to friends and on weekends goes to clubs and parties and probably gets laid if he wants to. It had been a routine since he entered high school and now he's a senior but maybe meeting his new college student personal driver would change his boring routine. Maybe, just maybe.

Foreword: He lazily dragged his feet towards the front door, eyes still heavy from the lack of sleep, because Mondays are the most boring and tiring days of his week considering he have hangover most of the time. He stepped out of the front porch and headed to the car, stopping mid-way to see a new face. "Good morning, sir!" The new guy greeted with a cheerful smile. Everything dramatically lightened up around him, snapping the senses back to him and he knew he wasn't dreaming at all. He had a cute boy around his age waiting beside the car, wearing casually formal clothes and a heart-shaped smile plastered on the face. "Where's the driver?" He slowly made his way towards the car, eyes glued to the new boy. The boy's smile slowly faded and bowed towards the other. "My father is sick, sir. I'll be your driver for the meantime." He explained, pulling the car's door open. He nodded, getting in the car and watched the new boy close the door and walked over to the driver's seat. He never knew his previous driver had a son, specifically a cute-looking son. He observed his new driver for about five minutes, looking through the rear view mirror. The doe eyes, cute button nose and thick lips that he found cute and soft. "You look young. How old are you?" "19, sir." "You're a college student?" "Yes, sir." He shook his head realizing that he barely talked or asked his previous personal drivers before and was surprised that he found himself wanting to chat with the new one. "How long are you going to be my driver?" "I don't know, sir."

"What happened to your father?" "Pneumonia, sir." "Is he okay?" "He's fine, sir." "Where do you live?" "I'm from Goyang, sir." "At your parents' house?" "Yes, sir. But I have my own little apartment near my University, sir." Unknowingly, he kept his questions coming and even noticed the boy's "sirs" at the end of every sentence. He found it a bit annoying. He looked outside the window and his school was already in sight, spotting two of his friends waiting at the gate. "I didn't get your name, hyung." "Do Kyungsoo, sir." "Kyungsoo." He repeated, watching the driver nod. "And stop calling me 'sir,' hyung. Just call me Jongin." "Yes, sir." The other unconsciously said, earning a glare. "I mean, yes, Jongin." The car stopped in front of the school gate and he watched his friends' reactions when his new driver came out from the driver's seat. He watched the two gape, nudging each other with their elbows. "Kai!" The two chroused when their friend got out of the car. He noticed the confused look from the new boy, who shifted his eyes back and forth towards him and his friends, and he found it adorable. "Hyung, I have dance practice after school so you can pick me up around 6." The boy nodded with a smile. "Okay, Jongin." He bowed. "Have a nice day, Jongin." Together with his friends, he walked inside the gates after giving his new driver one last glance.

Chapter 1 They all sat at their usual spot in the cafeteria at a corner next to a large window where they believe could they could have some privacy from the other students who could possibly eavesdrop and make inaccurate rumors out of their pointless conversations. Jongin watched Sehun teasing one of their Chinese friends about how he failed their previous subject’s surprise quiz. His eyes shifted to his other Chinese-Canadian friend who just sat there silently, observing the fried chicken in his plate and sniffing it before muttering “This chicken is too oily.” He felt offended on behalf of the fried piece and quickly grabbed the other’s food with his chopsticks. Well, what can he do? He already gained the title of a chicken maniac. The cool Chinese-Canadian didn’t protest and just started eating his chopped radish. “Hey! Hey! Hey!” Their noisiest and excessively hyper friend sat down with his own tray of lunch along with his boyfriend, gaining everyone’s attention around their table. “Kai! Chanyeol told me about this young driver of yours. Mind sharing?” “Not really interesting.” The inquired subject responded, biting on the piece of chicken he stole. “Though I find him cute and he’s already in college.” The said Chanyeol nodded in agreement at his friend’s last statement. “Short and cute but no one can beat my Baekhyun.” “Aw, that’s sweet, Yeol.” Jongin almost choked in his food, still not getting used at the couple’s cheesiness for over a year already. “Oh, please, do the right things at the right time and place.” Baekhyun glared at him, clinging on his boyfriend’s arm. “You’re just fucking jealous, bitch.” “Whatever.” The tanned boy scoffed, getting back with his chicken. He always knew since they became friends during their sophomore year that he could never win against Baekhyun’s diva-ish personality and there was just no point on arguing about the current topic because he was not jealous. He was never jealous over a relationship and he believed he never needed one. “Oh, this just crossed my mind.” Sehun stopped bothering Luhan and leaned closer to the table, looking at Jongin. “You actually called him ‘hyung’ when you talked to him.” “WHAT?” The Chinese-Canadian looked up with disbelief. “I’m a year older than you and you don’t even call me like that! What makes that driver special?” “Well, Kris, I just don’t like calling you one and neither Luhan or Chanyeol or Baekhyun. Besides, I think Kyungsoo hyung deserves some respect.” Jongin replied, shrugging his shoulders as he picked up his own piece of fried chicken. “It’s not my fault me and Sehun were accelerated a year ahead, making you our classmates.” Now everyone looked at him in disbelief. “Wow,” Baekhyun scoffed, “you actually have ‘respect’ in your vocabulary. Interesting.”

“Interesting, yeah?” The boy replied with sarcasm. “You guys just don’t deserve it from me.” Sehun furrowed his eyebrows, snorting. “It’s getting pretty suspicious. You like your short and adorable driver!” “No I don’t, but yeah he’s cute.” “Your fucking personal DRIVER!” Baekhyun exaggerated. “He’s too innocent for that fucking ‘fucking’ word, Baekhyun.” “You’re actually defending your bitch!” “He’s no bitch!” “See? You do!” “I don’t.” Jongin paused, pondering. Kyungsoo didn’t look like an easy guy anyway and nevertheless, is he even gay? “Maybe I do.” “Oh god, I thought you were straight.” “I am straight, mind you. It’s just physical attraction towards the boy. Girls have girl crushes too so it’s plainly normal.”

Kyungsoo ran towards the west building for his next class, scurrying in the crowd and bumping into other students’ shoulders with three books in his arms. He had three straight classes in three different buildings that afternoon, making no room for slacking or breaks, he had no choice but run around the campus to avoid being late. He finally reached his room and he was already a couple minutes late but lucky for him, the teacher was still not there. He sighed in relief, making his way towards his seat in the middle of the room, next to his friend. “I thought I was late.” “You know, you don’t have to hurry. The second bell rings ten minutes after the first one. You have plenty of time, Soo.” Yixing, a Chinese student who preferred to be called Lay, helped his friend with his books. “And the teachers only marks us late when we arrive later than 15 minutes after the second bell.” “But I can’t afford to arrive after the teacher.” He put his bag down and slouched on his seat. “I wonder if it’s actually some kind of disorder.” “You should talk to some Psychology students then. I just hope it’s not contagious.”

“Mental disorders are not contagious, Lay.” He looked around and the seats around him were barely occupied, where his other friends were supposed to be seated. “Where are the others?” “You’re just too early.” “You’re earlier than me, Lay. You’re always here when I arrive. How do you do that?” The Chinese guy let out a soft chuckle, tapping his arm chair. “My previous class is in this room.” Kyungsoo gaped, dumbfounded. It was already in the second quarter of their fall semester and he had no idea. “What?” His four other friends arrived together namely Minseok, Tao, Junmyeon and Jongdae. Each went to their perspective seats and Junmyeon was sitting next to Kyungsoo. “Hey, Soo. How’s your father?” The short boy immediately frowned at the thought of his father, completely forgetting about his business with Yixing. “He’s fine. I hope he’ll always be. I’m taking over his job, by the way.” All of his friends leaned closer towards him with both interest and worried expressions. “Maybe receiving my driver’s license earlier this year had a purpose though we don’t even own a car.” “So you’re driving this rich boy to school?” Minseok asked, tilting his head in curiosity. Kyungsoo nodded, “I actually started this morning. He’s nice, not like how mean and stubborn as they described. They said he’s disrespectful but he called me ‘hyung’ and father said he’s quiet and but demanding when he’s in the car. He’s pretty talkative though, he talked to me the whole ride to his school.” “They?” Jongdae asked. “The workers in his house. His butler even told me he’s spoiled.” “Maybe he is, for some people.” Tao said and everyone else nodded in agreement. “Maybe he likes you, Soo.” The short boy raised an eyebrow. “Maybe it was just pity and he’s being nice to me.” “That’s a possibility too.” “Do you remember the principal’s last name?” Yixing asked out of the blue, earning weird stares from his friends like the usual. He’s weird at times. “Is he cute?” Junmyeon asked, ignoring the random question from their Chinese friend. A tint of light pink became visible on the shorter boy’s cheeks. “What kind of question is that?” Everyone, except Yixing who was still busy remembering their principal’s last name, gave Kyungsoo their sly smiles. “He’s blushing.” Jongdae cooed, poking the flustered boy’s cheek.

“I’m not!” The boy defended, covering his face with his hands small hands, but his friends just wouldn’t stop teasing him. “Please, stop!”

“Luhan, you’ve been quiet since this morning and you failed a very easy pop-up quiz. What is wrong with you?” Kris, asked as they went out of the ballet room where they had their dance practice, making everyone halt on their steps just right outside the room. The others leaned closer and waited for the answer as well. “I…” The Chinese boy trailed off, playing with his fingers. “I… was…” Sehun wrapped his arm around the shorter boy’s shoulders. “Come on, spill it, hyung.” “I got laid last night.” “WHAT?!” Sehun literally yelled in the boy’s ear, pulling away. “WHAT THE FUCK?!” The others can only gape on what they heard. Who took their innocent Luhan’s virginity last night? Among them all, Sehun was the most affected. “WHO? WHY?” “I don’t know, it was a girl. I entered the wrong bathroom and then it just happened.” Jongin snorted, leaning his back against the wall. “Lucky for you.” “Kai! This is not a joke! Someone else took my Luhan’s first sex while I had been saving mine for…” Sehun trailed off when he saw his friends’ priceless expressions, including innocent Luhan. “I mean, Luhan hyung is pure and…” Baekhyun waved his hand to make the speaker stop. “YOUR Luhan?” “No… I mean… OUR Luhan.” “Whoah, you were saying you’ve been saving your… virginity?” Chanyeol assumed the last word. “For Luhan?” Kris added. The youngest felt like melting from the stares from his hyungs, mentally slapping himself for his careless confession. He remained silent and prayed for a miracle that everyone would just forget about it. Jongin glanced at his wrist watch and it was ten minutes past 6 and started heading away, purposely pushing the innocent Chinese boy towards the youngest. “I’ll go now. My car’s waiting for me.”

Sehun hissed, catching HIS Luhan from the fall caused by the evil Jongin and looked back towards the leaving figure. “Maybe you mean YOUR DRIVER is waiting for you!” Glancing back to his friends with a smug look, he declared, “I literally own the car, not the driver but I don’t mind owning both.” He could hear his friends laughing and yelling towards him but he didn’t pay attention and just walked towards the school gate. He saw his car parked at the boy he had been longing to see was standing next to it, busy with his phone. Kyungsoo looked up from his phone when he heard distant footsteps and smiled. He placed his phone back to his pocket and bowed. “Good evening, Jongin.” “Good evening.” He opened the door to the passenger’s seat and closed it after his master got in. He hurried to the driver’s seat and glanced up to the rear view mirror to take a look at Jongin before starting the engine. “How was your day, Jongin?” He started driving a few seconds later. “Interesting.” Since the moment I saw you. “How about you?” “Fine, just like the usual, only that I have to fetch you and I guess that made my day interesting as well.” The doe eyed boy smiled, keeping his attention on the road. Jongin smiled as well after noticing the other’s heart shaped smile. “Where do you usually go after school?” “Back to my apartment.” “You don’t go to parties or clubs?” “I don’t have time for that. I can’t afford that too. My family’s status is actually even below average.” Jongin’s eyebrows twitched. “But you’re studying in a university.” “Scholarship. I need it.” “You’re smart, then.” “Not really. I just spend a lot of effort to study.” So humble. “What do you do on weekends?” “Do homeworks, shop for groceries, go home to my parents if I need to. Pretty much just like that.” “Sounds boring.” “I can’t agree more.”

They arrived after ten minutes and Kyungsoo was already walking away when the younger called out to him. He stopped and looked back, surprised that the younger was walking towards him. “Yes?” He held out his hand with his phone as he approached. “Phone number.” “Okay.” The older smiled, taking Jongin’s phone and started typing his number and saving it with Kyung as the contact name. He handed the phone back to the owner. “I’ll call you in case I need you to pick me up somewhere else.” The younger nodded, motioning for Kyungsoo to go ahead. “Good night, Jongin.” He bowed and expected the same greeting in return. He watched the younger walk away without any word and just shrugged his shoulders. Maybe he’s bipolar. He thought maybe it was just what the others told him, being cold and stubborn all of a sudden. Nah. He shook the thought off his head and started walking to his apartment, which only takes 15 minutes by walking. His phone vibrated for a text message and took it out from his pocket to see a message from an unknown sender and it says, Good night, Kyungsoo hyung. See you tomorrow.

Chapter 2 Kyungsoo woke up at the sound of his neighbors yelling at each other, watching his navy blue curtain sway along the small amount of wind from his window. Catching a glimpse of the faint light from the outside, he remembered he had to go to the Kim’s and pick up his master. He quickly took a glance at his digital clock over his bedside table and it read 6:03. “Oh, shoot!” What happened to his alarm? He picked up his phone from the table and frantically pressed the unlock button but it didn’t do anything. It was dead. He grabbed his charger from his desk and plugged it in and let it charge while he ran around his small apartment, preparing for the day.

The beautifully tanned boy stepped out of the porch, confused, clutching his bag’s shoulder strap. His car wasn’t there, probably still in the garage, and the cute driver was also not in sight. He remembered he had the boy’s number and decided to give him a call, might act like he’s upset as his boss as well. The thought of being the boss created a sly smile on his lips. Do Kyungsoo have something to be scared of him, he is the boss. Just when he dug his hand into his pocket, the sight of the cute boy running, muttering a distant “I’m late!” repeatedly, towards the garage made him crack a bit. He thought maybe he’ll never get tired of watching the same thing every morning as long as it was his new driver in the scene. The car eventually parked in front of the porch and the Kyungsoo came out of the driver’s seat and opened the door to the passenger’s seat for Jongin. “Good morning, Jongin! I’m sorry, I’m late.” He smiled and bowed at his apology as the other boy got inside the car. Jongin smiled as the new driver started the engine with another apology for being late. What happened to you? He wanted to ask casually in a friendly way but he wanted to see the other’s reaction when he acts like a mean boss. He kept a stern expression and crossed his arms on his chest. “It’s just your second day and you’re already slacking.” He watched the doe eyed boy’s expression back to a panic state through the rear view mirror. “I’m really sorry, sir. I promise I won’t do it again.” Here comes the ‘sir’ again. He noticed the boy’s hands gripping tightly on the stirring wheel and he secretly smiled to himself. He knew the boy was scared and he found it adorable by the way the doe eyed would blink a few times within a couple of seconds. “I told you to call me by my name.” Kyungsoo nodded, “Yes, si… Jongin, you did.” There was silence for a while, like his usual ride to school or everywhere, but the high school student was itching for a conversation. Why? He doesn’t know. He just wanted to talk with the older boy.

Another minute of silence passed by and the younger was already fidgeting in his seat and it didn’t go unnoticed by the driver. “Are you okay, Jongin?” The driver’s eyes shifted to the rear view mirror. Finally! He sighed in relief as he began to feel the comfort from his seat again. “Yeah, fine. Just felt a little uncomfortable here.” Kyungsoo nodded, eyes back to the road, and there was silence again. Keep talking, hyung! He prayed but to no avail. If he wants a conversation, he needs to throw away his bossy side. “So, why were you late, hyung?” “My phone was dead so there was no alarm. Good thing my neighbors started yelling at each other and it woke me up. ” He started to imagine an annoyed Kyungsoo in bed, though the older didn’t say anything about feeling annoyed about the incident. He didn’t know what else to say but he had to keep the conversation going or he’ll keep moving in his seat. Nice weather today. No, too mainstream and it’s supposed to be at the start of a conversation. Nice clothes, hyung. That’s a big no too. He’s not used to give compliments to other people. What else is there to talk about? Phones? Messages? Yes, messages. “Did you receive my number, hyung?” Feeling heat rising into his pale cheeks, the driver furiously nodded, hoping that younger boy didn’t see his flushed pink face. “I did.” Luckily, the younger boy didn’t notice the other’s blushing face. He was too busy thinking of another way to continue the conversation. “Hyung?” “Yes?” “Do you have a girlfriend?” “I have no time for that.” He chuckled. “No one seemed to be interested with me either.” The younger thought, how can they possibly not notice his cute appearance? Even his friends, Chanyeol and Sehun, thought that the older boy was cute. “How about you, Jongin?” “That, no, never had one.” The driver turned his head back to the younger with disbelief. “Are you serious?” He asked before taking his focus back in front. “I’m serious.”

“I don’t believe you.” “I have never been in a relationship but that doesn’t mean I haven’t hooked up with random girls.” He was surprised at his own statement, partially regretting it. He doesn’t know why. He pondered about it for a moment. “Commitment issues?” “Yeah.” The other replied softly, feeling guilty. Why? He doesn’t know. “I had dated once in middle school but I don’t really consider it as being in a relationship. Just going out to dates and stuffs.” “What happened?” “It was almost the end of the school year so it didn’t really work out. I had transferred school.” Jongin looked out the window as they approached the school gate, groaned at the sight of his five friends waiting for him but he was sure they just wanted to see his new driver. He grabbed his bag and went out as Kyungsoo opened the door for him. He watched his friends grin like idiots as he stepped out. “Kai!” The confused look in his driver’s face became visible again, like yesterday when Sehun and Chanyeol called him by his nickname. “Hyung, I’m not sure if I have dance practice. I’ll just inform you later.” He muttered towards the older boy. “Okay. Have a nice day, Jongin!” The other bowed and flashed his heart shaped smile that Jongin liked the most about the boy. “Oh my god! You’re so adorable!” Baekhyun squealed as he walked towards the short boy with his arms reached out to pinch the innocent boy’s cheeks but failed when the tanned boy pulled him away. “Why are you so selfish?” He complained. “I was just trying to be friends with your bit—!” Before he could finish the last word, his mouth was covered with Jongin’s hand. “Hi, I’m Yifan. You can call me Kris.” The Chinese-Canadian city boy was now shaking the innocent college boy’s hand, raising it up to his lips. “Fuck off, Yifan! Leave him alone!” The tanned boy pulled the tall Chinese’s hair before he could kiss the other’s hand. The innocent college driver just looked at them, dumbfounded. Why doesn’t Jongin let his friends go near him? Why do they call him Kai? “Hyung, you can leave now.” Jongin told the older with an annoyed face.

The older boy nodded and bowed before getting into the driver’s seat and drove away. It was his first time seeing his master annoyed and heard him curse. Sure, Jongin had weird friends, he noticed. A very tall guy who could be a basketball player along with the other towering height he saw yesterday, a bored-looking guy he also saw yesterday, a guy who wears thick eyeliner and another guy who looked similar to the bored-looking one. Jongin had an interesting life, he assumed, but the younger would say otherwise.

Jongin ignored his extra annoying friends, especially the diva who was double extra multi additional annoying, just until lunch where they gathered at the same spot in the cafeteria and he suddenly remembered about their dance practice. “Do we have practice later?” “Speaking of that,” Baekhyun snapped his fingers, “Mr. Lee said we have no practice. We got on the same bus this morning so he told me.” The tanned boy nodded his head, taking his phone out of his pocket and searched for a certain name in his contact list. Kyung. He smiled as he typed a message. To: Kyung Hyung, I don’t have practice after class. He yelped when he felt someone kick his shin from under the table. “What the…” He noticed Sehun and Luhan giggling in front of him. He had noticed the two being close more than they used to be and there were more skinship. Sehun’s accidental confession worked after all. “Who kicked me?” Totally ignoring his question, Sehun leaned closer to the table. “Why were you smiling while texting?” I did? He never noticed. “Whatever.” Chanyeol tapped the table loudly to gather everyone’s attention around their table. “Today’s the opening of the new China Town Square, so I am planning to be there with Baekhyun after school. Are you guys coming too?” Everyone agreed with excitement except for Jongin. “You won’t come, Kai?” “Don’t feel like it.” He felt his phone vibrate in his hand and opened the pop-up message, unaware that everyone’s attention was on him. From: Kyung I hope I can pick you up around 3. My friends are asking me to go with them at the opening of the China Square something though I don’t really feel like going. TT__TT

To: Kyung My friends are going too. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. We can go there after school and yeah, my class ends at 3. He didn’t know he was smiling the whole time, from the moment he opened the message he received, until he looked at his friends. He felt his face relax after realizing the wicked smiles he was gaining from his friends. “What is wrong with you?” Baekhyun, who was sitting next to him like the usual, started running his hand on the younger’s hair. “We are supposed to ask you that, my son.” Jongin moved away with a disgusted look on his face. “Ew, Baek, I would rather die than having you as my father.” “Come on, you ass! It’s so obvious you like that young man!” “I’m not gay.” His phone vibrated again for a message. From: Kyung You’re going there too? Then it left me no choice but go since I have to take you there. I’ll pick you up on time, I promise! ^^ To: Kyung Okay, see you later, hyung! :) He felt fingers in his head again but he didn’t protest this time. “So, where is this China Town Square?” The others just continued to give him their sly smiles. “Fuck you, guys.”

Jongin sat in the front seat next to his college driver and the three other idiots who hitched at the back, the towering heights and the diva at the center. There was silence in the car, the three at the back obviously observing the two at the front. The tanned boy wanted to talk, not to his friends but to Kyungsoo, alone. Baekhyun, noticing the awkwardness, reached out to the front and turned the radio on and 2AM’s This Song was just started playing. He sang along with the first verse, feeling the moment. The others listened, not denying the diva’s awesome voice, except for Jongin who internally groaned and looked out the window until Kyungsoo sang the second verse. The three at the back were surprised, not expecting a voice so sweet from the older, smiling as the boy sang. If voices have flavors, they would say chocolate. However, the other person in the front seat froze

in his seat, eyes set on the older boy, emotionally melting. When Baekhyun sang along with the older in the chorus part, Jongin silently let out his breath that he didn’t know he had been holding. Another song came next, livelier and the awkwardness disappeared completely and everyone sang along, including the tanned boy. It was Super Junior’s All My Heart. Though enjoying, Jongin kept glancing at his driver who sways from side to side with the beat as he drove. Maybe he would never get tired of watching him doing that, it was just too adorable. They all arrived at the newly opened public place and got out on their own without waiting for Kyungsoo to open the door for them. They were just too excited. The loud music blasted through the huge speakers just in front of the entrance and they had to shout at each other to communicate. Sehun and Luhan were already there, waiting for them, and they came to approach the newly-in-denial couple except for Jongin and Kyungsoo. The younger boy felt his sleeve being tugged and the older showed him his phone with a message. The music was too loud for the older and he never liked raising his voice so he typed a message on his phone and showed it to the younger. Just send me a message or call me when you need me. I’ll just be around here with my friends. The younger gave out a nod before heading towards his friends, wondering how Kyungsoo’s friends looked like as he glanced back at the driver heading to a group of college students. He watched him leave with his friends, grabbing someone who seemed to be spacing out along with them. The place was better than he imagined, it was indoor and more shops to get in with a fountain at the center of the building. Jongin followed his friends around, hopping from one restaurant to another and buy things they like such as stuffed toys and couple stuffs. He thought it was a little childish and it had been almost three hours but he never bought anything but food. At the other side of the shop they were in, he found Kyungsoo’s group playing with the stuffed toys. He found his driver hugging a big Pororo stuffed toy, more like protecting it from the others who tried to take it away. Again, he was just adorable. Kyungsoo beamed when his friends told him to buy it for him because he could not afford it himself. “Just take it as a birthday gift from us, Soo.” Junmyeon said, patting the younger’s head. “You like Pororo so much and besides, I haven’t got you a present last year.” “Thanks, Junmyeon.” He kept hugging the stuffed Pororo like a little kid. “Let’s have dinner?” Everyone agreed and headed out the shop after buying their own stuffs. “Lay!” Minseok made sure that their weird friend was still there and sure enough he was still behind them. He pulled Yixing next to him as they walked around, looking for a place to eat.

They got in a restaurant that Jongdae had chosen and ordered spring rolls, sweet and sour pork, chow mien and other foods they wanted to try without worrying for the price because Junmyeon was paying. Just before their foods were served, they looked up to see someone stand behind their lovely Kyungsoo who was still hugging his Pororo. “Jongin!” The doe eyed was about to stand up and bow but Jongin’s pair of strong hands pressed him back to his seat. “Do you mind if I join?” The tanned boy asked. The others nodded and Junmyeon asked Minseok to take another seat next to Lay. “Our Kyungie’s friend is our friend. Please take a seat.” He pointed towards where Minseok left, next to Kyungsoo. “You’re Kim Jongin.” The younger boy nodded as he sat comfortably on the seat. “I am.” He glanced to his personal driver who was playing with Pororo’s soft beak with a childish voice mumbling random, nonexistent words. His hyung was just too cute to be a college student. “I am Kim Junmyeon, this is Jongdae, Lay, Minseok and next to you is Tao.” Junmyeon said, pointing at the people around the table. “Tao’s been quiet lately.” He got laid last night. He held the urge to laugh, biting his lower lip, as he remembered the reason why Luhan had been quiet the day before. “Nice to meet all of you.” Kyungsoo looked up from his toy to his master. “Why are you here? Where are your friends?” “They left already.” “I can drive you home now if you want.” “It’s okay.” He snapped his finger and pointed towards Junmyeon, whom he already forgot the name. “I’ll contribute with the dinner.” Junmyeon knows the younger wouldn’t like it to reject the offer so he just nodded. “Sure.” The dinner came, Kyungsoo’s friends throwing questions at the younger out of their curiosity and Jongin didn’t mind. They were nice and well-mannered, unlike his friends who would curse here and there but that didn’t mean he doesn’t like his own friends. He also learned two of his driver’s friends were Chinese too, like Luhan and Kris, one was too funny and loved to troll, one was almost mistaken as Chinese as well and they called him Baozi and a rich guy who stands as a father to the group. Not bad. Everyone separated ways, Kyungsoo drove Jongin, and the younger sat back on the passenger’s seat and let Pororo have the front seat. “You like Pororo.” The younger said, leaning forwards and poked the lifeless toy on the cheek. “I used to like Pororo too, when I was younger.”

“You don’t like it now?” “Not really. I just stopped watching Pororo and eventually lost interest.” Kyungsoo opened his mouth to speak but pursed it close again. He wanted to ask that one thing he was curious about, excluding the reason why the younger didn’t want his friends to go near him. “Jongin.” “Yeah?” He was still amused by the lifeless toy, pinching it everywhere. “Why do your friends call you Kai?” “It’s my nickname.” “Then why don’t you want me to call you Kai instead of Jongin.” The boy shrugged, leaning back to his seat. “I just think it fits you more when you call me Jongin.” Honestly, he doesn’t know why. They arrived in the Kim’s house after a long ride of silence. A comfortable silence. Jongin waited at the porch to watch his driver walk out the garage with Pororo. It was almost 8 when he checked the time in his phone. “Jongin, I’ll go now!” The tanned boy looked up from his phone and smiled towards the college boy. “Don’t be late tomorrow!” “I promise, I won’t!” He used Pororo’s arm to wave goodbye and bowed. “Good night!” “Same to you!” He shooed the boy with his hand with a chuckle, watching the figure disappear completely from his sight before going inside. That night, he spent time watching his childhood favorite show, Pororo and went to bed with a smile plastered on his face. How long had it been since the last time he felt so carefree and happy? He picked up his phone and typed something before closing his eyes to dreamland.

Kyungsoo was about to lie back in bed when his phone vibrated. From: Jongin Sweet dreams, hyung. :)

Chapter 3 Jongin just finished brushing his teeth when he heard a car engine starting from their garage. He smiled at the thought of his new college driver pulling out the car from the garage and parking it in front of their front porch. He pulled his backpack and skipped his way to the dining room where his parents, who never seemed to appreciate his existence as their son, were having breakfast. His mother was reading something from the daily newspaper and his father was stuck with some documents. “I’m going to school now.” Neither of his parents even bothered to look at him as if he wasn’t there and just continued their own businesses. It was one reason, according to Jongin, that their son became spoiled. They never cared what time he goes home or even appreciate that he goes to school diligently. Jongin didn’t seem to exist anymore or never even existed at all. Their son grew up under a nanny’s care and the maids being his playmates when he was younger. The kid even wondered why he was born. To take over the company his parents built up? That’s for sure. He sighed, grabbing two packed sandwiches from the table and took last glance at his parents before heading out to the front door. His unplanned attempt to get his parents’ attention failed but it didn’t matter. He never had their attention anyway, neither wants it. He stepped out to the front porch to see that certain person, who surprisingly makes his day brighter just by the thoughts of him, sitting on the steps while swaying his body back and forth. “Hyung.” The doe eyed boy looked up to see his master smiling down at him. “Good morning, Jongin.” He smiled as he stood up with a bow. He led the younger boy to the car and drove silently. “Hyung, stop the car.” The tanned boy ordered and the driver obediently parked on the side, in front of a 24/7 convenient store. “Buy two cans of orange juice.” The older boy glanced at the rearview mirror to see the younger looking back at him with a nod. He got out, entered the store and argued to himself whether what brand of orange juice to buy in case there are more than one brand. Luckily, there was only one. When he got out, he found his master outside the car, waiting for him. “Here.” Jongin took the other can in exchange for the other sandwich he brought from home. “Let’s go.” Kyungsoo hurriedly opened the door for Jongin but it was locked. “It’s locked.” “We’ll walk to school.” The younger said, handing the older the car key. “That’s three blocks away.” “I know, hyung.” He started walking and the older boy caught up with him after keeping the car key safely in his pocket. He unpacked the sandwich and took a bite, looking over to the shorter boy who did the same. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” The other swallowed before asking. “Walking to school?”

He nodded. “I never had the guts to ask my previous drivers to pull over unless I had to buy something.” “Why not? You’re the boss.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “Act like a boss.” He merely smiled in return, repeating the older boy’s chuckle in his head like it was the only thing in his music playlist, also flashing back the boy’s heart shaped smile in the back of his mind like a repeated slideshow of photos. He watched in silence as they walked at how the shorter boy licks his lips for the smudged mayo from the sandwich and every time he finished taking a sip from the can of orange juice. Those lips were the first things he liked about the boy, creating a heart shaped smile. Those plump, soft lips from where the voice as sweet or even sweeter than chocolate comes out. Those lips where his name sounded perfect, asking to be kissed. Wait, what? He shook those inappropriate thoughts out of his head. How could he think of something like that? He used to think those things from girls he slept with, even stripping their clothes off with his eyes, but not to the point that he craved for it. But why with a guy? A guy who was older than him? He’s straight, isn’t he? Now he’s questioning his sexuality. He started to munch furiously on his sandwich to divert his attention, groaning internally at himself when he can’t get rid of those thoughts away. He was busy getting rid of the thoughts when suddenly he was pulled to a halt. He looked up ahead, noticing the traffic lights and it was a stop for sign for them. “What are you thinking?” He blinked, trying to register the question. “Just school works and stuffs.” He lied, noticing that the other was done with the sandwich while he still had half of his. “It’s really serious, I assume. You’re kind of lost in your thoughts.” “Don’t mind it.” He had finished his sandwich by the time they crossed the pedestrian lane. “Hyung, I watched Pororo last night.” The older snorted. “That’s childish.” He snorted back. “Said the boy who had a Pororo toy.” “Well, I never stopped liking Pororo so I don’t consider myself child…ish…” The older boy squinted his eyes when a guy came out three shops ahead from them. “Is that…” He looked ahead, following the other’s gaze at someone taller than Kyungsoo but shorter than him. He was sure he didn’t meet the guy yesterday as one of his driver’s friends. “Lim Hyunsik!” Kyungsoo called out to the mysterious boy ahead and it looked back at them, expression changed instantly into excitement.

Yep, he didn’t meet him. “Do Kyungsoo!” The guy named Hyunsik met the two halfway, surprising the high school boy when he pulled the squishy Kyungsoo into a tight hug. “It’s been a while, Soo.” “I know. You look more attractive than you used to, manlier if I say so.” The tanned boy watched the two silently. Kyungsoo giving compliments about how attractive a person can be was just… Dang! He wants it from the older too. Isn’t he attractive enough to receive that kind of compliment? He sure is, but it came from people he doesn’t care about. He wanted to know how it feels when it came from those plump, full, kissable lips of his driver. Hyunsik wrapped his arm around the shorter boy as he stood next to him, continuing their way. “Sorry to say this Soo but you’re still as cute as ever back when we were in middle school.” The high school boy felt invisible, keeping a distance between him and his lovely driver. He needed to be introduced to the stranger, right? With hesitation, he reached out to the older boy’s hand but before he could, he heard Kyungsoo mention his name. “Huh?” The doe eyed boy was smiling at him, making him flustered for a moment. “This is Jongin, he’s my boss. I drive him to everywhere he wants to go but today’s an exception.” His hand was pointed towards the younger boy, pointing back to his old friend from middle school. “Jongin, this is Hyunsik. You know, the one I told you about I dated before.” Was it just Jongin or the whole world seemed to darken, like there was an upcoming storm? Either way, the tanned boy didn’t care. Hearing it from his lovely driver about whom he dated before was just too much to handle. He can’t even hear nor feel his own heartbeat. Is it because he was jealous or because he just knew his driver was gay? “Nice to meet you, Jongin.” Hyunsik held out his hand towards the young boy. It took a while for him to gather his senses back together, finally reaching out to shake the acquaintance’s hand. “Nice to meet you too.” He wanted to get rid of that other guy as soon as possible, before they arrive in his school. But how? “Hey, uhm, I’ll take my own way here.” Hyunsik announced, turning to the right, which the other two assumed to be where he lives, to an average looking apartment building. “See you guys around?” “Sure.” The two chorused. “You know where to find me in case you want to hang out or something.” He said, pointing at the building’s entrance. “Unit 302.” He waved goodbye and disappeared inside the building. Jongin sighed in relief now that he didn’t need to get rid of Hyunsik. Smiling, he wrapped his arm around Kyungsoo’s narrow shoulders as casual as he could. He realized it was almost like he wrapped his arm around a girl’s shoulder. Not too broad and they were small.

The older boy whimpered softly and chuckled. “Wow, you’re heavy.” “You’re just small, hyung.” It was only their second skinship, considering he pushed the older boy back to the seat last night. Completely forgetting about Hyunsik, the high school boy’s surroundings brightened up again as soon as they were only a block away from his school. They were wrapped in a comfortable silence again, the younger’s arm still around his driver’s shoulders. Their silence was broken when the older boy started humming a tune that the younger wasn’t familiar with. “What song is that, hyung?” “Something no one else knew but me and I don’t have a title for it.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “You composed it?” The other nodded with a smile. “I’m majoring in music composition.” “Cool. Can you sing a part of it?” “Sure.” Kyungsoo cleared his throat and started singing. “She’s my baby At the end of those pale fingertips, there’s melted chocolate You’re walking in to my door, oh yeah!” (EXO K’s My Lady) Your voice is like a melted chocolate too. The younger forgot how to breathe again, only letting it out after his driver stopped singing. How can someone so adorable acquire such a beautiful voice? “What genre?” “R&B-rap. Do you like it?” He nodded his head furiously. He can’t agree more, the boy was just an amazing singer. “That was great!” The other merely smiled, looking ahead, spotting the younger’s friends at a distance. “Your friends are waiting.” He huffed, watching his friends who were unaware that they were coming. He knew they were expecting a car. “They don’t usually do that, except for Chanyeol and Sehun. They are expecting you and that’s why they are waiting.” “What are they expecting from me?” The clueless college boy wondered. What were they expecting from a driver?

“Just don’t mind them.” “What’s your friend’s name? The one who wears eyeliners a lot.” He frowned at the thought that Kyungsoo was more interested with Baekhyun than him. He had to do something about it in case his thoughts were true. “Baekhyun. Why?” Without any response, the short boy sprinted towards the young group of high school students, bowing as he approached. “Hello, good morning!” Jongin watched as he approached, frowning physically and emotionally. Kick it up a notch, he just saw Baekhyun holding the hands of his property. A bit exaggerated, but he doesn’t care. Kyungsoo works for him so he owns the college boy. He could hear the distant screaming of the diva and all he could make out was, “You can have Sehun too!” Kyungsoo can have Sehun? What was that all about? He realized the excitement written all over the diva’s face. “Thank you!” The college boy bowed again just in time the tanned boy arrived. “I really appreciate to have Sehun too.” “Hey, Kai.” Sehun stood next to the short boy with a sly smile. “You have an interesting personal driver.” Wrapping his arm around the boy’s shoulder made Jongin think what was the business about touching his driver today? “So, hyung, when?” “Saturday?” “Okay! I’m looking forward to it!” He gave the older boy a wink and Kyungsoo just chuckled. The first bell rang and the group started heading towards the main building, except for the annoyed and clueless tanned boy. He’s going out with Oh fucking Sehun on Saturday! Jongin assumed, internally wailing at his driver. Maybe Kyungsoo lied to him about no one seemed to be interested with him. Liar! Liar! Kyungsoo looked at him, confused. Why is he glaring at me? “Sorry about leaving you but I just had to talk with Baekhyun.” He bowed and looked up again to see his master still throwing daggers at him. “Aren’t you going in?” He groaned and went ahead, leaving a confused Kyungsoo. Fuck you, Do Kyungsoo! Fuck you! Fuck you! Just wait and you’ll have a taste of my wrath in bed with my dick down your throat and you’d be screaming my name to orgas--! “Are you okay, Kai?” He flinched away with a yelp and realized he already passed by his group in the hallway. Chanyeol squinted his eyes towards the tanned boy. “Why are you so mad?”

“I’m not mad!” He unconsciously yelled, earning gasps from the students around him. “Oh, sorry.” He muttered as he realized what he had done and everyone just went back to walking. He wasn’t a kingka to be focused on and actually no one was a kingka. They were all equal. “You stomped your feet on the way here with your fists clenched like this.” Chanyeol raised his fist, knuckles turning white at the force. “And you’re not mad? You scared everyone in your way!” “Duh,” Baekhyun scoffed, “he’s mad because his bitch left him and talked to us.” Sehun snickered from behind with Luhan and Kris. “You might be thinking we’re going out on a date, right?” “Who wouldn’t motherfucker! It was obvious!” The tanned boy pointed at the short Chinese boy. “You already have Luhan!” Baekhyun pulled his collar hard and he came face to face with the diva. “Watch your language, son of a bitch! You can’t talk to your brother like that! Show some respect!” “Said the fag who just called me a son of a bitch!” Baekhyun smiled, letting go of the collar and ran his fingers on the younger’s hair. “You know, son, I am the bitch so it’s okay. Anyway, your boy just asked us to sing the song he wrote. No need to be jealous.” “Oh.” It was all Jongin could say after his realizations hit him hard like an over speeding bus with broken brakes.

It was almost lunch when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He secretly opened the message under his desk while the teacher was busy checking the quiz they just finished. From: Kyung Jonginnie? He swore he could hear the college boy cooing his name in the back of his head. Jonginnie? He tried hard enough not to squirm in his seat as he imagined the other boy‘s arms wrapped around his, while cooing his newly discovered name, like a cute girlfriend. He accidentally let out a squeal loud enough that even the teacher looked at him curiously. Realizing what he did, he gave out a fake cough and pretended to sleep as he leaned his head on top of the desk. Not even the teacher cared since it was just ten minutes before the lunch break. He looked down on his phone on his lap and typed a reply. To: Kyung Yes, hyung?

While waiting for a reply, he scrolled down his contact list and edited Kyungsoo’s contact name into something lame and cheesy but he didn’t care. He smiled as he saved the changes. Oh god, he’s in love and he can’t deny it. From: Baby Soo <3 Are you upset? You left me hanging this morning. T_T To: Baby Soo <3 I’m not, hyung. I’m sorry. Let’s watch a movie tonight! He sighed, flashing back his thoughts when he left Kyungsoo. Was he serious? He wanted to fuck an innocent college student! Now that he thought about it again, it just continued right away. Pinning the older against the wall with legs wrapped around his waist and hands cupping his face as they kissed. Tongues fighting each other for dominance and he sure knew he would win, sucking and biting the older boy’s lower lip hard until it swells and bleeds. He would like to hear the other moan out his name, as perfect as it sounds when it comes from those plump lips, as he sucked on the sweetest spot on the neck. He wanted those small hands on his head, pulling his hair in pleasure as he goes low… Imagination interrupted by his vibrating phone. From: Baby Soo <3 I would love to, Jongin! But as you can see, I’m broke. Next time? He frowned as he read the last two words. He can’t wait and having a broke Kyungsoo won’t stop him. To: Baby Soo <3 It’s okay, my treat. :) He looked up and two minutes left before the bell rings. From: Baby Soo <3 Okay! ^^ See you later! He smiled to himself, and started planning on what they will do later that night. Watch a movie, have dinner and maybe confess as well?

Chapter 4 Jongin put down his tray of lunch as was about to sit down only to be pushed away by Baekhyun and ends up with his butt on the floor. The boy groaned, glaring at the diva who was busy eating his lunch like nothing happened. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He got up and finally had the chance to sit on his place just in time Chanyeol falls from his seat. “Baek.” The giant cooed as he sat back on his seat, hugging his boyfriend, like he wasn’t just pushed by his lover off his seat. “Let it out, sweet bum.” It was just one of the usual events that happen monthly and when Baekhyun starts acting like a total bitch, they know what to do. Never dare to argue with the bitch. Just imagine Baekhyun on his monthly period. Hell. “WHERE IS MY DESSERT?!” The bitch stabbed the poor, innocent table with a fork, leaving four pointy marks. Everything in the table jumped at the sudden force and the others flinched away. “DESSERT, YEOL! MY DESSERT!” Without hesitation, his poor boyfriend scrammed to buy a dessert for his moody boy. “GRAPE JUICE? WHO IS THIS MOTHERFUCKER WHO BROUGHT THIS DISGUSTING PURPLE DRINK FOR ME?!” Luhan, Sehun and Jongin gulped quietly, slowly preparing themselves for escape in case something triggers the diva to kill somebody within reach, and Jongin has the higher chance of death. However, the cool city guy just continued eating and muttered, “You, did.” “I DON’T LIKE THIS NOW! I WANT PINEAPPLE JUICE!” The four looked down on their drinks and poor Sehun had the mentioned one. “You can have mine.” Baekhyun grabbed the drink from the youngest and took a sip from it and by the time he placed the can on the table, it was a bit deformed from the grip. Chanyeol came back with a box of red velvet cupcake and opened it for his boyfriend. The cupcakes looked elegant and tasty, making the diva break into a smile as he snuggled towards the taller boy. “Do you like it, sweet bum?” The diva nodded and everyone else sighed in relief now that the diva’s bitchiness level dropped to normal. “Thank you, Yeol. I’m so lucky I have such a sweet boyfriend.” He pulled the taller boy’s face towards him and gave him a peck on the lips, earning a disgusted groan from the tanned boy. He looked back to Jongin who was already eating lunch and ran his fingers on the younger’s hair as usual. “You know, son, you won’t be disgusted when that happens to you and Kyungie. I can bet a hundred dollars for that.”

“Whatever.” The younger muttered, ignoring his motherly friend. He could see the couple in front of him feeding each other and the same with the couple next to him. His eyes darted towards the single Chinese-Canadian friend of his and sighed. “Seems like only Kris and I are single.” Yifan looked up from his food to the tanned boy. “Let me correct that. You’re the only one single here.” The other five became silent, gaping at him. Since when did he start dating? “Monday night, I met this overly attractive Chinese boy and guess what?” “What?” They chorused, giving full interest to the other. How come they never saw it coming? “I got laid by a virgin.” A smirk appeared on his lips as he continued, “His name is Tao. I just asked him out this morning when I bumped into him again.” “Tao.” Jongin repeated, finding it familiar. He was sure he heard it somewhere, but where? Lightbulb! “Ah, Tao!” He remembered meeting him the night before when they had dinner. His assumption about the boy being quiet was true after all. “You know him? He had these charismatic eyes…” “He’s Kyungsoo hyung’s friend who have eyes that looks like they belong to a serial killer.” Baekhyun squirmed at the younger’s remark. “Bloodshot eyes with scars!” He clung to his boyfriend like a koala. “Yeol, I’m scared!” “Don’t be scared, I’m here to protect you. I won’t let anyone harm my baby.” Chanyeol comforted his scared boyfriend and glared at the disgusted Jongin. “You, punk! Be careful of your words! We didn’t raise you to be like that!” The Chinese-Canadian sighed and threw a piece of table napkin towards the tanned boy’s face who poorly and horribly described his new lover. “Fuck you!” The younger grumbled. “Do that with Kyungsoo like how you do it with your bitches!” “Shut up! I respect Kyungsoo hyung and I won’t just fuck him until he wants me to.” Sehun’s ears perked in interest. “I’m sure you’ve already imagined doing it with him.” “Poor Kyungie.” Luhan, for what seemed like forever of silence spoke up softly. “I can only imagine how bad he would feel when his innoconce would be taken by some whore like you. I don’t want innocent Kyungie to feel how I feel.” “I am not a whore!” The tanned boy defended. Baekhyun snickered, “Said my son who slept with a hundred girls.”

Chanyeol nodded in agreement. “Now I feel sorry for your driver.” “Me too.” Yifan added. The poor boy felt hopeless for a second but he swore he wouldn’t lose to an argument if it involves his lovely Kyungsoo hyung. “Kris, just imagine what happened to Tao! It was the same as Luhan.” “Tao was willing to do it so it’s different.” Kris retorted with a sly smile. “So it would be the same with Kyungsoo hyung!” “Bullshit.” Baekhyun snapped his fingers and again, ran his fingers through the younger’s hair. “So my son passed the denial stage. I’m so proud of you, Jongin.” Confused, Jongin tilted his head to the side. “What are you talking about?” “You don’t deny your feelings towards Kyungie and in other words, you’re gay too.” He chuckled, pinching the boy’s cheek. “You really are my son.” “Ew, not because I am gay but for having a father like you.”

The rest of the afternoon don’t pass by quickly when you have friends who keep on teasing and bothering you about a certain confession you did. Poor Jongin, he had that long, torturing afternoon. After the dance practice, he didn’t waste any second and rushed out to the school gate where his car and his lovely Kyungsoo were waiting for their evening date. His friends were yelling out to him to get his attention but he had enough of them, he doesn’t need those idiots to ruin his night. As soon as he spotted the college boy waving at him, his knees felt weak and he eventually slowed down on his tracks. He was new to the feelings he had every time there was Kyungsoo, mentally and physically, and he wanted to sulk at a corner and think about how much of his life he wasted fucking random girls. He could hear his friends’ distant voices and again, he was alarmed that a group of dumbfucks would ruin the night he had been looking forward to the whole day. He rushed towards his boy. “Hyung.” “Where are we going, Jongin?” The doe eyed boy asked as he let the younger get in the car. He pondered as he waited for the older boy to get into the driver’s seat. “What’s better, dinner first or movie?”

Kyungsoo looked back at him through the rear view mirror and shyly said, “I don't think I have the right to decide.” He started the engine and drove as he waited for a response. “Movie.” He announced after a minute of mental self-arguing. “Okay.” Remembering that he had planned to confess his feelings towards the older boy, he thought he at least needed to know how the other would possibly react. Everything would depend on the flow of their conversation so the results may vary. He may or may not be able to confess tonight. “Hyung, can I ask something?” “Sure.” “I just remembered your friend, Hyunsik, so I am wondering how you two started dating.” He bit his lower lip when the other didn’t respond right away. The college boy hummed after a moment, trying to remember what had happened during those times before he had a chance to go out with Hyunsik. “I think we were in our gym class when he asked me out.” “How did he ask you out?” “He just told me he likes me. I didn’t believe at first, you know how popular pranks are during middle school, and why would someone like me? I don’t even live a mediocre life.” “Love is blind like they say so your status doesn’t really matter. It’s what’s within you that count.” Ew, did I just say that? Oh my fucking god, I did! It’s so cheesy and weird and disgusting! The doe eyed boy let out a chuckle. “How did you respond to it, hyung?” “I was just like, ‘yeah, sure, it’s not like we’re going to be serious’ though I was happy to know someone appreciated me.” He nodded and muttered, “I never imagined myself being in a serious relationship though I dated a lot of girls.” Commitment was his biggest fear in a relationship. He knew plenty of people who got divorced after a few years of marriage and in his parents’ case, there was no commitment either. They just got married for the sake of the business they had and merge them together for a bigger business. It was all about money. If he would be asked what love is, he would say “a sexual attachment to someone” and nothing more. Yes, he had heard quotes and sayings about love but those were merely words for him. He never felt love in the first place, even at home where it starts, but his parents never loved him or at least showed they did.

One thing about commitment that he thought that once he is involved in one, there would be a lot of things would risk and lose. He knows and won’t deny that he likes the boy who goes by the name of Do Kyungsoo. So what happens when in case he gets the older boy like him back? Would it lead to love? Would commitment be involved? He doesn’t even know how to confess his feelings. He had never done something that includes his emotions but sex, sex, and sex. “Jongin?” He snapped out of his trance and met the older boy’s gaze through the rear view mirror. “Yeah?” “Is anything wrong?” If there’s anything else he likes about Kyungsoo’s doe eyes, it was the feeling that he feels warm just by looking at it. “Nope, just thinking about some things.” He sniffled and beamed when the movie theater appeared in sight. Both couldn’t decide what to watch and ended up watching a horror movie. They shared a large bucket of popcorn and each of them had large cups of cola. They chose the seats on the last row in the first level and not so many people came because it was a weekday. “Holy sh—cow!” The younger boy cursed under his breath, flinching away as he scares himself, spilling some popcorn that made the doe eyed boy whine. “The floor had more popcorn to eat than us.” Kyungsoo took the bucket from the younger and just chuckles every time the other squirms in fear with colorful words of curses. He thought Jongin was more interesting to watch than the movie. When the movie ended, they both went out together and the younger was slightly trembling and still muttering curses like he was chanting a spell. “Hyung, where should we eat?” The older boy just shrugged, reminding himself that he doesn’t have the right to choose where they should eat because he wasn’t paying. It Jongin a long time to decide and the doe eyed was getting impatient. “How about in… no, too classy. Ah! Wait, too cold in there. Let’s go to--!” “My apartment. I’m cooking.” The older boy interrupted as he huffed. He had lots of home works to do and he can’t waste too much time waiting for the younger’s decision on where to dine. “Are you okay with that?” He smiled, wiping the annoyance away so that the younger won’t think that he was mean. Well, he isn’t. He was just impatient and slacking isn’t his thing. “You can cook? Awesome! Let’s go!” He dragged his driver back to the car and opened the door himself. He was too thrilled. Going to Kyungsoo’s apartment never crossed his mind and he was desperately thanking whatever that led the other to invite him over for dinner. Maybe he should confess before leaving.

He frowned as the car started. Why? Because he isn’t sure where this relationship would lead to just in case he won’t be rejected. “Hyung, is there a relationship without commitments?” “Like friends with benefits?” The other laughed, making the younger frown even more after the second statement. “I’d never want to involve in that pointless relationship if it’s all about sex.” But that’s how I lived my life. “Jonginnie.” The way he said his new found nickname made the younger feel tingly and funny somewhere in his tummy. “If you want to be happy in a relationship, you should commit yourself to your partner and most importantly, don’t forget about trust, loyalty and love.” “How do you know if you’re in love?” “I don’t have a specific answer for that but in my own experience, I get butterflies in my stomach.” “Butterflies?” “That funny feeling you get at times when someone you like or love does something to you.” No shit. Didn’t I just feel that a moment ago? “And then my face heats up, like when I’m embarrassed.” There was a moment of silence and for Jongin, it was awkward. He can’t get over the fact that he just had these “butterflies” in his stomach when the older called him Jonginnie. They arrived outside an apartment building, smaller than Hyunsik’s place and the doe eyed boy led him to his unit. It was on the 3rd floor, at the very end of the hallway to the right. A small living room with a dining room and kitchen, small separate rooms for a bedroom and a bathroom. It was small, only enough for one person to live on. Jongin, despite of the small size, looked around in awe. It was very neat, double or even triple times neater and cleaner than his house. He jumped into the couch and turned on the TV as the older boy instructed while he waits for dinner. “Hyung, where’s Pororo?” “In my room.” The other announced from the kitchen, not looking back at the younger. “You can get him if you want.” The tanned boy walked into the bedroom and the smell pleased him, reminding him of scented baby powder. He found Pororo in the bed, wondering why Kyungsoo didn’t use a single bed since he’s alone, and picked it up. The stuffed toy smells like baby powder too. This is how Kyungsoo hyung smells like, like a baby. He went out and closed the door behind him silently and lay down on the couch, his feet sticking out on the arm rest because he was just too tall to fit on it. Kyungsoo found the younger boy hugging his Pororo to dreamland by the time he had finished preparing dinner. “Jongin.” He shook the other who lazily opened his eyes. “Dinner’s ready.”

Leaving Pororo in the couch, he trailed behind his hyung and sat down to eat. “Kimchi? Spaghetti?” “I hope you’ll enjoy it.” The older boy smiled. Taking a reasonable amount to taste, he felt his taste buds swelling. This is heaven.Kyungsoo hyung is a good singer, he’s cute, he’s hardworking and responsible, he knows how to cook food for the gods. The best wife I could have. Wait, wife? “I see you like it.” Are you serious? I fucking love it!

While the older was busy cleaning the dishes, Jongin was busy on his phone. He wasn’t texting somebody nor playing a game. He was researching. About what? How to confess to his crush. Number one. Ask your crush to go on a date in person. Nah, we already watched a movie. Number two. Body language? No, no touching and gazing. Number three. Hint a kiss? Make him close his eyes and press two fingers against his lips. Make sure to keep a fair distance. If he flinches, just laugh and act like it’s a joke. If he stays, ask him for a real kiss. He took a glance at the kitchen. It doesn’t sound so bad. It’s safe anyway. After a few minutes, Kyungsoo was done with the dishes and sat down on the couch between Pororo and Jongin. He picked up his beloved stuffed toy and placed it on his lap. “Hyung.” The doe eyed boy looked at him, confused. “Close your eyes.” “Why?” “Just close your eyes.” “Are you going to kill me?” “No, idiot hyung.” “I trust you Jongin. Don’t do anything stupid.” He hesitantly closed his eyes and waited for something to happen. He felt something against his lips and for a second he thought the younger boy was kissing him, which he honestly thought was something good, until he opened his eyes, only to find a pair of fingers on his lips. He pulled the fingers away, a bit disappointed for an unknown reason, and looked at the younger who stared back at him with amusement. “What are you doing?”

Jongin was excited to notice the disappointment on his driver’s face and at the same time he was glad the other didn’t flinch away. “Would you mind having a real kiss?” He smiled, leaning his face closer to the shorter male’s disappointed face. Kyungsoo blinked a few times before smiling back at the younger. He just realized what had been bothering Jongin earlier. “No, I don’t mind.” The tanned boy’s heart almost exploded when the older boy pressed his plump, full lips against his, sending shivers down his spine and making the butterflies in his stomach awake again. It was just a chaste kiss but it felt better than those tongue fighting kisses he had with the sluts he slept with, and it felt like first kiss. “Hyung.” He breathed out as the other pulled away. “Yes?” “I like you.” “I like you too, Jonginnie.” The butterflies inside him multiplied and flew in all directions. “W-we’re dating now?” Don’t stutter, fucker! “Up to you.” “Okay!” He took his phone out and checked the time. “Oh, it’s almost 11.” “So?” “I guess I’ll be staying here overnight?” “No, you’re not. I’ll take you home. Let’s go.” The older boy stood up but the younger was too stubborn. He pulled the hem of the shorter boy’s shirt and whined. “Hyung, please. You have a bed enough for two people.” Kyungsoo looked down on him. “I don’t want anyone else in my bed.” “Then couch.” “Nor my couch, nor my floor. Let’s go, stop being a whiny baby.” Instead of standing up, he lay back on the couch and he knew it was impossible for the other to carry him out. “We’re boyfriends, right?” The doe eyed boy was silent for a moment, remembering everything he could remember about their conversation in the car. “According to what we talked about,” He harshly sat on the younger’s stomach, placing Pororo away on the coffee table, “you want a relationship without commitments so, nope, I’m not your boyfriend.”

He groaned at the sudden pressure. “It’s not like that, hyung! I made up my mind! I am willing to try my first committed relationship with you.” “I see. It’s worth a try and let’s see how much you can handle.” “So I’m sleeping here?” He showed the older his puppy eyes, which didn’t work. “No. You’re going home. Your parents will be worried.” “Come on, they never cared. I once never came home for a week and they never said a word.” “Fine, suit yourself, but you have no clothes.” “I hope you have some larger clothes for me.” “Oh, Tao and Jongdae went here to sleepover before. I guess their clothes are still here.” “Speaking of Tao.” He pushed the older away from him so he could sit up. “He’s dating Kris.” Kyungsoo’s face was blank. “What?” “Kris told us during lunch. Lucky him, he got Tao’s first sex.” Reading the older boy’s expression, he regret saying the unnecessary information. “Anyway, forget what I said.” “I’m calling Junmyeon.”

Both agreed that Jongin would be sleeping on the floor, next to Kyungsoo’s bed, since it’s better to sleep on a flat floor with comforters than the couch. When the younger finished taking a shower, he found his boyfriend snuggling the lifeless toy in his sleep. He sighed and prepared to sleep as well. No, not on the floor. He’s too rich to sleep on the cold floor and he never slept on the floor so he snuck up next to his new boyfriend in bed, carefully snuggling the boy closer not to disturb the other. He watched the boy stir in his sleep and inhale the scent coming from the older boy’s hair. He sure smells good. He smiled when he remembered that Kyungsoo was blaming him for wasting time arguing when he should be doing his home works already. He’ll never get tired discovering new things about this boy.

Chapter 5 His whole body shook violently, taking him away from his dreamland back to the cruel reality that his boyfriend was hitting him with a pillow. He winced at the last hit and finally snapped his eyes to an annoyed doe eyed boy sitting next to him in the bed. “What?” He asked groggily as he noticed that the sun just rose up and faint light from the window made his boyfriend’s face visible in his sight. Instead of receiving a verbal response, he was again welcomed by a pillow hitting his face. “What part of ‘I don’t want anyone else in my bed’ didn’t you understand?” Grabbing the pillow away and throwing it on the floor, he tackled the older down next to him. “None.” He sternly said, pinning the other between his arms as he straddled over the shorter boy. “You actually expect me to sleep on the floor?” Kyungsoo tried pushing the younger but didn’t even manage to make the other move a bit. “No, but I expect you to at least respect my personal space. Now, please, get off me.” “And if I won’t?” “You’ll be late for school.” He didn’t hesitate to get up and watched the older head out of the room. “Take a bath.” The older said as he disappeared from the doorway. He obeyed silently, noticing the demanding tone from the other’s voice, worried that he made his boyfriend upset and it had been just hours since they became a couple. After wearing the clothes Kyungsoo provided for him, he went to the dining room to see a set of breakfast prepared for him and the older was already in the bathroom. The two silently went to the car and drove to the Kim’s residence for Jongin to change into his uniform. Another ride of silence and awkwardness to school was too much for the younger to hold on. “Hyung.” He said softly as he stared at the rear view mirror and the older just responded with a hum, eyes still on the road. He’s mad at me. “I-I’m sorry.” The doe eyed boy didn’t respond at all and it made the younger worry even more. What have he done? He was never this worried before, to the point that he wanted to shrink and return back two hours earlier that day. He should have at least apologized and reasoned out respectfully instead of showing dominance to his boyfriend. He learned that respect is a great deal for the older, no matter which aspect it refers to. It seemed like a very long ride to him, mind wandering everywhere and about anything that has to do with Kyungsoo. He would make soft grunts and whines unconsciously while spacing out. The driver pulled the car to a halt in front of the school and he noticed that the boy didn’t seem to be aware of it. He glanced at the rear view mirror to see an absentminded boy frowning about something in mind. “Jongin.”

He snapped out of his thoughts and his driver was now personally looking back at him from the driver’s seat. “Hyung.” The older boy motioned for him to move closer with his finger, which the younger boy obliged without a question. He planted a soft kiss on the tanned boy’s cheek, earning a smile from the other. “I don’t think you want to be late in your first class.” Jongin broke into a smile and shook his head. “No, hyung. I’ll see you later.” He said and Kyungsoo was about to unbuckle his seatbelt to get out but he stopped the older. “No need. I’ll just get out. You’re not mad at me?” The doe eyed boy looked back at him with a smile. “I think you already knew what to do.” “I do. I’m sorry, hyung, I won’t do it again.” He left the car after giving the older a quick peck on the lips. He watched the car disappear from his sight just in time Yifan, Baekhyun and Chanyeol arrived at the scene. “You look unusually blooming today, my son. Tell daddy what happened.” Baekhyun noticed the strange smile, but in a positive way, on the younger’s face with matching light pink cheeks. The tanned boy let out a dreamy sigh and started walking inside the school gate as the others follow.

“Stop staring, please.” Tao pleaded as his friends surrounded his desk, sending stares at him in silence. He sure knew what they wanted. Jongdae tilted his head. “We’re not just staring, we’re glaring.” The poor kid buried his face in his folded arms on the desk and softly sobbed. Junmyeon sighed, rubbing the younger’s back for comfort. “We’re not mad at you, Tao. We’re just shocked to know about it. You’ve always been this cheerful, feminine boy but in just one night your purity vanished.” “My…cousin brought..me…there.” “It’s not your fault, Tao. You’re old enough to do things on your own.” “I like…Kris.” They weren’t surprised about their youngest friend liking somebody, only that on the same night he got laid. They decided to avoid the topic for a while, until Tao is ready to open it willingly for them. Even during their lunch, they diverted their attention to something else, or someone else, whose phone kept on vibrating for a text message ever since their class started earlier that morning.

Yixing looked over the table, across him with his usual sleepy-like eyes. “Seems like your phone is receiving a lot of attention from someone.” Since it was lunch time, his phone kept on vibrating twice as much as it did three hours ago. Kyungsoo dug his hand in his pocket and took out his phone with a grunt. “He’s not stopping anytime soon.” “Who?” Jongdae and Minseok chorused, looking up from their meals. “Boyfriend.” He snorted, looking at the number of messages he received within ten minutes of his ignorance, which he did on purpose. “12 messages of what?” “Who’s your boyfriend?” Tao asked. “Your boyfriend’s friend.” “Kim Jongin.” Yixing stated after swallowing his eggrolls. “Really?” Junmyeon questioned. “Within three days.” The doe eyed boy leaned closer to Junmyeon’s ear and whispered, “Still longer than Tao’s. His was just within hours.” He snickered playfully as he moved away, earning a stern look from the rich kid. “Anyway, we’re just still in the process of getting to know each other and he had some issues with regards to relationships so I’ll be helping him, maybe. To see how far he can go.” Jongdae blinked a few times. “I thought he was straight.” “I thought so too.” He scrolled down the messages with a frown and none of it really made any sense. Just full of Kyungsoo hyungs and emoticons but the last one was an exception. From Jongin Don’t forget to have lunch, hyung! To Jongin I’m eating right now and you’re actually disturbing my meal with your messages. I hope you’re eating too. “Since Kyungie approved of him, I guess he’s nice.” Minseok commented and the others just agreed with their heads nodding. “He is. He slept over at my apartment by the way.” Jongdae shook his head. “You sound so easy, Soo.” “I’m not. He was just too persuasive and we only ended there because he was taking a long time to decide where to have dinner so I just cooked for him.” His phone vibrated once again.

From Jongin I am eating well, hyung! Can I stay over at your place again later? To Jongin Only if you stop sending me useless messages. “So how did you become a couple?” Minseok asked after a quick argument with Jongdae about the food. “He kissed me.” After a quick realization, he shook his head. “No, technically I kissed him.” Tao’s face suddenly lit up, imagining their dear Kyungsoo kissing a younger guy. “So you like him too?” He nodded. “He looks manly and his sun kissed skin just added to his attractiveness but he’s still a baby.” He sighed, “Can we stop talking about this?” “Okay, let’s talk about more interesting things like,” Jongdae looked around for a target and his eyes landed on their weird Chinese friend who stared into space. “Lay, what’s going on now?” “Unicorns are winning the battle against flying seahorses, 4-3 in favor of the horned creatures.” They all fell silent, imagining those things Yixing just said as they all stared into space as well. Kyungsoo’s phone vibrated again, gathering their thoughts back to reality, except the main daydreamer. From Jongin Yes! Okay, hyung. I have no dance practice so pick me up at 3? To Jongin Sure. See you later, Jonginnie. ^^ He sighed with a satisfied smile and went back to eat his unfinished lunch along with the others.

Jongin softly squealed like a fan girl upon reading the last word from his boyfriend’s last reply. He snuggles into Baekhyun when the diva looked at him suspiciously. He couldn’t help but feel the butterflies in his stomach become alive every time he sees or hears, or even imagines Kyungsoo cooing his newly given nickname. Oh, god, help me. Luhan munched on his tacos that Sehun fed him and gave the tanned boy a weird look. “You’ve been weird lately. Really weird.” Yifan snorted. “He’s turning as gay as Baekhyun.”

“Don’t care.” He said, grinning like an idiot as he typed his last reply, a smiley emoticon and a heart. “As long as he’s my boyfriend, I don’t care.” Luhan choked on his food, Sehun dropped the remaining tacos on his hand to the plate, Yifan blinked, Chanyeol froze and Baekhyun, like a proud diva he is, hugged the younger tightly. “I am so proud of you! Welcome to the family, Kai.” “I can’t believe it. You actually grew some balls now that you’re gay.” Chanyeol commented. “Unbelievable.” “Hey, I have dated before!” Jongin defended, pulling away from the diva’s arms. Sehun sneered. “But it wasn’t like you actually got them to be your girlfriends.” “Hush!” Baekhyun hushed them and started rubbing the tanned boy’s back with his hand. “Let’s just be happy for Kai’s first relationship.” “This boy really got you whipped, huh?” Yifan leaned back and eyed Jongin. “Yeah, whatever.” “Think about it.” Baekhyun tapped the younger’s back. “Maybe you were gay after all, you just didn’t know, that’s why you never had a relationship with the opposite gender.” “You think so? I never felt so attracted to someone before, even towards a male.” He wondered what Kyungsoo had that the others didn’t have. His boyfriend is cute, and so are Luhan and Baekhyun that he didn’t admit cute either. There was just this string of attraction that pulled him towards the older boy the moment they met days ago. “Soulmates?” Luhan muttered. He shrugged. “I didn’t expect him to like me back. It’s not like I’m not confident with how I look,” The others snickered. “I’m not bragging but I don’t think he likes me because of how I look.” “Someone that would make your life miserable once he’s gone.” Sehun said, eyes on Luhan while he fed his boyfriend. “Someone who is hard to find these days. Like my Lu ge.” He cooed the last statement, pinching his lover on the cheek. “You sound like you’re an expert.” “I’m not but it just makes sense in your situation. Girls sleep with you because you’re ‘fucking hot’ as they say. Kyungsoo hyung would have given himself to you the moment you met if he was like your sluts.” “He’s not a slut.” “That’s my point.”

He slumped his shoulders and pouted towards the diva. “Sehun’s scaring me.” “That’s what relationship is all about, Kai. But just enjoy it, as long as you don’t mess up, everything would be fine.” Baekhyun is serious when he had to be serious, like just now. Now that it was mentioned, he started thinking of the things he could do to mess up his first relationship that started just hours ago. What could go wrong? Should he still join his friends on weekends at the club? There’s a possibility he would get laid again, not like he always gets someone to fuck every time they go clubbing. Then what if Kyungsoo knows that he had sex with someone else? What if Kyungsoo would be there to witness that he is flirting with random girls? What can be worse than that? Their last subject teacher wasn’t feeling that good so they were all dismissed after half an hour their class had started. He still had an hour before Kyungsoo picks him up and his friends had plans and that leaves him alone. “Would you like to go with me at the university?” Yifan asked as they walked out the classroom. Just then he remembered that their boyfriends are friends, which brightened his mood at the thought of picking up his boyfriend from the university. “I would love to.” They both rode a bus and after half an hour they found themselves in front of the university’s main building. “Do you know where they are?” “He said they’re in the west building, fourth floor.” He looked up on the building to his left, to the fourth level. All he could see were windows and he doesn’t even know which window his boyfriend is in. “Let’s wait over there.” He pointed at the benches in front of the west building where some students stay, probably waiting for their next class nearby. They both earned stares from the university students as they sat on one of the benches. What are two high school students doing there? Two good looking younger students to be exact. He took out his phone from his pocket and sent his lovely boyfriend a message. To Baby Soo <3 I’m waiting here with Kris in front of the west building. Unaware, Yifan had looked over his phone as he typed. “Wow, that’s pretty much gayer than Baekhyun’s contact name for Chanyeol.” The younger boy grunted, clutching his phone between his two hands. “I’m whipped like you said, okay? Leave my business alone.” He spent the whole time playing games with his phone while his taller friend just did his own business. He looked up from his phone when a shadow hovered over him, pleased that it was his boyfriend looking at him with a heart shaped smile. “Hyung.” He saw Tao talking with Yifan but he didn’t care about what and the rest of Kyungsoo’s friends leaving towards the main building, assuming they had their own business. “Why are you here?” He slightly pouted. “Can’t I pick up my boyfriend?”

“Stop using aegyo at me, it’s not really working.” “You’re so mean.” “I just don’t want to see you like a baby.” The older boy looked to his left, where Tao was standing. “Tao, just send me the email later. We’re going ahead.” He glanced back at Yifan and gave him a nod as they left. “Hyung.” He wrapped his arm around the shorter male’s waist as they got out of the campus. “You don’t have the car?” “I leave it in your house when I go to school.” The older answered, slowly taking the younger’s hand away from his waist. Being stubborn, he just wrapped it again around, pulling his boyfriend closer to him. “So you still drop by my house to get my car and pick me up?” Mentally groaning, he left the younger’s arm around him. He was never used to public display of affection nor having too much skinship but he thought it was just time to get over those things. “More likely. It’s not my car to bring it here and besides, they know I’m poor.” Upon hearing the last two words, the tanned boy sighed. Maybe he could spoil his boyfriend sometimes on things that the older need. “Are you hungry?” “Not really.” “I feel like eating cake now.” “You’re a pig, Jongin.” He snorted. “Yeah? Then maybe that’s why I grew taller than you.” “It’s in the genes, most of the time.” “Yeah, whatever. What would you like to eat?” “I’m not hungry.” “Pizza? It’s my treat.” “Really, I’m not…” “A bucket of chicken!” “Jongin.” “We’ll have both. Chicken and pizza.”

“Jongin.” “We’ll take them home, in your apartment and watch movies there.” “Jonginnie.” He cooed. “Yes, baby?” He had to hide the fact of the crazy butterflies on his tummy rumbling with a stupid grin plastered on his face. “If you keep treating me like this, I’ll end up buried in debt.” “I’m your boyfriend so it doesn’t matter.” “What if we break--!” “There’s no such thing.” He leaned and kissed the older boy’s temple. “I’m hungry.” Knowing there’s nothing else he could do since Jongin willingly does things for him, Kyungsoo merely smiled at the younger’s behavior. It’s completely far from what he heard from the Kim’s household workers. Earning weird looks from the people around, they just didn’t care. What’s wrong about a college student dating a highshcool student of the same gender when they are simply in love?

Chapter 6 “You know I’m not letting you stay overnight here again, right?” Jongin picked up another piece of chicken from the bucket that was on the coffee table, pretending like he didn’t hear anything and just looked at the TV screen. “I’m talking to you, Kim Jongin.” “What?” He glanced at the older boy on his left and back to the TV screen, “Sorry, hyung, what was it?” “You’re not staying here the whole night.” “What?” Kyungsoo was about to repeat what he just said when he suddenly noticed the small smile on the younger’s lips. “That’s it. I was planning to let you stay here tomorrow night but I just changed my mind.” “Hyung!” He whined with a pout, regretting that he chose to ignore the other. “Please.” “That’s final.” “Come on, hyung!” “Be a whiny baby and I’ll extend it to a month.” He kept a stern face and the tanned boy was about to disagree when he added, “Or forever.” “Shit.” “Language, Jongin.” “I’m sorry.” He quickly apologized to lessen his punishment as he took a bite on his chicken. Realizations occupied his wandering mind again. He used to be a spoiled brat, having everything his way, but now he can’t even persuade his boyfriend to let him stay overnight. He should try again. “Hyung, I’ll buy you anything just let me stay here tonight until Saturday.” “Don’t bribe me, it doesn’t work for me.” The older boy stuck his tongue out to the younger. He groaned in disappointment and muttered, “You were so nice to me before we became boyfriends.” “I’m just being your boyfriend, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo cooed as he leaned closer to kiss the other’s cheek. “I’m still nice, unless you’re being stubborn.” Jongin smiled as he pulled away and knowing that the younger was also leaning closer to him, he pinched the other’s nose. “Please, no. I don’t like grease on my face.”

He gave out a disapproving look with his eyebrows furrowed together. “But I kissed girls like this, even sometimes after I drink beer or alcohol. They just let me.” “They’re disgusting.” “Hyung, let me stay here. I promise I won’t sneak up on your bed.” Before the older could give an answer, there was a knock on the door. They exchanged glances to each other as they turned their heads towards the door. Kyungsoo silently walked towards the door and slightly opened the door while Jongin froze in his seat as he watched the older. “Junmyeon.” He stood aside, letting the visitor in, and the younger let out a relieving sigh. “What made you come here?” “Tao.” Junmyeon answered, staring directly into the tanned boy with a smile. He handed the doe eyed boy a bunch of printed papers. “He asked me to print it out for you instead of sending it to your email.” “Sweet.” Kyungsoo chuckled, taking the bunch of papers from his friend and leaving it in his room. When he went out, he found the two talking about something he couldn’t quite comprehend. Must be stuffs only the rich could understand. He left them talking on the couch while he prepared dinner.

Jongin, despite of the noise coming from the TV, he felt an awkward silence between him and his boyfriend’s friend as he watched the movie. In the edge of his eye, he could see Junmyeon staring at him like it was the usual thing to do for a normal person. It was like he was being observed in a very obvious way. “I still can’t find out the reason why Kyungsoo likes you.” The older said softly, making sure the subject can’t hear it from the kitchen. He snapped his head to his side and tilted his head in curiosity. “Is that why you’re staring at me?” He asked in the same volume the older used. “Yes. Would you like to know something?” “About?” “Kyungsoo.” “Sure?” A part of him wanted to know but a part of him tells him that maybe it was something his boyfriend didn’t want him to know so he hesitated. The older glanced back at the kitchen to make sure that the doe eyed friend of his was busy enough to entertain them. With a smile, he turned back to the tanned boy. “It was never like no one had been interested with him. There were quite a lot of admirers, only that Hyunsik, I’m not sure if he mentioned

him to you, had the guts to actually ask him out during middle school. Kyungie’s really dense about the people around him, their actions towards him, so he’s really clueless that he had plenty of admirers.” He blinked his eyes a few times before glancing at his boyfriend, tying to register all the information he just received, and looked back at the person next to him. He remembered so well that it crossed his mind why others can’t see the beauty of his partner. He was wrong, it was just he and Hyunsik had enough courage to ask out Do Kyungsoo. “Even until now. There are three girls in our English Literature, four in Music Theories, two girls and two boys and there are two in our… ” “Okay, stop, I don’t think I should take more of that.” He wasn’t sure whether he should be happy or not. His boyfriend had admirers of both genders, making it look like Kyungsoo isn’t bad physically. Not bad. But having that plenty of admirers makes his confidence drop half of it and worse, what if his boyfriend finally notices the other people’s intentions towards him? What if there is someone better than someone called Kim Jongin? What if his boyfriend chooses to be with… No. “Don’t worry, Jongin. You’re both safe as long as there’s no one else who is going to ask him out. I’m quite sure he won’t just leave you in case something like that happens.” He mentally takes note of something. Trust, like what his boyfriend told him. He needs to trust Kyungsoo that if something happens, the older boy won’t leave him unless their relationship is not working. He needs to make it work. They both must work for it. He didn’t know how long he had been staring into space. He just snapped out to reality when it was time for dinner. Even during the entire meal, his head was out in space. “Jongin.” When he didn’t respond, he felt soft slaps on his cheeks alternately. He came back down to earth, looking around him and he was still in his seat in the dining room and there was no sign of Junmyeon, assuming the guy had left already. He looked up in front of him where his boyfriend was standing. “What are you thinking? We kept on losing you. What’s wrong?” “Nothing?” The doe eyed boy sighed. “What did you two talk about? I’m sure it has something to do with you right now.” “Just cars.” And your admirers. Unconvinced, the older sat on his lap with arms around his boyfriend's neck. “Do you want to sleep over?” He cheered up and nodded his head furiously, wrapping his arms on the older boy’s small waist.

“Then tell me, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo cooed, hoping that the younger would just give up and tell him. Bribery should do the trick even if he had to play along with his discomfort in skinship. He pursed his lips tightly, frowning as he hesitated. He looked down on his boyfriend’s lap and sighed. “I feel insecure.” Feeling a hand running over his waist, he slightly shivered and the other didn’t seem to notice. “About?” “Junmyeon hyung said you have admirers.” He muttered, eyes glued to the other boy’s lap. Kyungsoo raised an eyebrow, trying to wipe away the urge to laugh, and pulled the younger’s chin with his fingers so that they were both looking at each other. “Seriously? I have no admirers, silly.” “You’re just not aware, hyung.” After some thoughts, the doe eyed came to a conclusion. “Let’s put it that way then. I don’t really care about that. As far as I know there are only two people who showed interest on me, I mean, romantically. Well, there’s only one right now.” He wriggled his eyebrows, making the younger let out a chuckle at the sight. “That’s me.” “Good thing that you know. So why are you insecure?” “That you might find someone better?” “Honestly, if I have to choose it would be your friend Kris or what’s his name again? Baekhyun’s boyfriend?” He grinned innocently. He whined as he snuggles against the shorter boy’s chest. “No way, hyung.” “Just kidding.” He pulled away from the younger, and gathered the dishes to the sink. Was it Jongin’s absence around him that made him feel cold or was it simply the room temperature? “You can go home now.” “What? I thought I could stay over now. I told you what I was thinking about.” “Okay, do whatever you want but don’t touch my bed.”

They still both ended together in bed when Kyungsoo finally gave up on pushing the younger off his bed while he was reviewing the notes Junmyeon had printed out for him. He leaned his back against the headboard with a pillow in between and decided to ignore his clingy boyfriend who was already hugging

his waist. He was enjoying the warmth from the younger, especially when Jongin leaned his head on the older boy’s stomach. It was only 10 when he finished reviewing and Jongin was already about to fall asleep. He placed his notes on the side and started playing with the younger’s hair, humming unfamiliar tunes for the other. It must be one of the songs Kyungsoo had been composing, Jongin thought. “Hyung?” He asked softly with his eyes closed, his voice sounded really sleepy and tired, and waited for a response from the older. When he received a questioning hum, his fingers found the hem of the other’s shirt and started feeling the folded ends with his fingers. “Why do you like me?” “It’s because you’re spoiled, stubborn, a player, tough and at the same time you’re a baby, insecure, again stubborn, immature, cheesy, an idiot…” He snorted softly. “Wow, hyung, seems like you liked a bad person.” “…but still you showed me you’re kind enough to care about me even if I’m a lot far from your family status.” He slowly opened his eyes and pulled down the older boy to his level, looking straight into the other’s eyes. Without a word, he crashed his lips against Kyungsoo’s, earning a muffled “Mmmfff!” from the older. Kyungsoo was too shocked to react and nevertheless, he didn’t know how to kiss back when the younger started nibbling, sucking and licking his lips. He had never gone through more than pecks and chaste kisses. “Open up.” The younger said between kisses and smiled through it when the doe eyed boy hesitantly gave him access. Slipping his tongue between the other’s lips made his boyfriend gasp, slightly moving away, and he put his hand on the back of the older boy’s head to keep him in place. The doe eyed boy’s heart started thumping crazily against his chest and it made him dizzy. Feeling the younger’s tongue against his sent shiver down his spine, causing him to close his eyes and slip out a muffled moan. That felt good. He had no problem going along the wet, messy kiss since Jongin was initiating it. He had an expert kisser boyfriend. Jongin relished the moment of having his tongue explore his boyfriend’s sweet cavern, knowingly that he was the first one to ravish it, along with the soft gasps and moan emitting from the other’s lips between their kisses. After what seemed like a long time, both pulled away from their first sloppy kiss, catching their breaths. “Not bad, baby.” He said after gathering enough air to relax, watching his boyfriend panting heavily as he wiped the sides of the other’s lips, wet with their shared saliva, with his fingers with a chuckle. The older chuckled back, doing the same to the younger’s wet lips. “I was bad, wasn’t I? I never kissed like that before.” “You weren’t bad, hyung. It was better for a first timer.”

They both fell asleep eventually in each other’s arms after sharing more sweet kisses and stories.

Kyungsoo woke up after his phone came ringing for the alarm and was only pulled back to bed for another sloppy, morning kiss. They both walked their way to the Kim’s and saw Jongin’s parents leaving off to somewhere without even asking where Jongin stayed the night when they passed by their son. “We’re off to Saipan for a business meeting for two weeks.” Mr. Kim told his son before getting in the car and left. He saw his boyfriend shrug when the car disappeared and the next thing he knew was that he was being dragged inside the house. It was his first time to enter the house and it was like those expensive celebrity million dollar houses in magazines. He found himself in a bedroom, Jongin’s bedroom as he assumed, and he just stood there in the doorway as he looked around in awe. “Your room is bigger than my apartment.” Jongin chuckled at the sight of his amused boyfriend as he walked towards his walk-in closet. “Close the door, hyung.” “Oh.” He shut the door silently and walked over to where his boyfriend disappeared, curious of what room there was. He gaped when he found a long glass table at the center, full of accessories and both sides of the room were racks of hundreds of clothes and the end of the room were shelves of expensive shoes. “This is amazing.” “Yeah?” The tanned boy smiled, looking for his uniform. “Is there anything you like?” When there was no response he looked back at his boyfriend who was frozen just outside the room. “Hyung!” He snapped out. “Huh?” “Come over here.” The tanned boy said, turning to face the glass table at the center and picked out a silver wrist watch with diamonds in each number. “Here.” He handed his boyfriend the watch as soon as he stood next to him. “Goodness, it’s heavy!” He exclaimed, weighing the object with his hand. “How can a watch weigh like this?” “It’s yours now.” “Uh, what?” “I’m giving that to you.”

“No, it’s too expensive and I don’t really need to have one.” He tried rejecting the offer. He isn’t the materialistic kind of person, not unless he really needs it or someone gives him something for a good reason. He carefully placed the watch back on the table like it was going to break if he wasn’t careful. Stubborn Jongin is in. He took the watch and slipped it around the shorter boy’s hand who kept on rejecting him. “You know, hyung, I’m persistent like you said.” “Can I just at least have the cheapest, instead?” The younger looked over to his collection and shook his head. “That’s the cheapest.” He lied and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek before proceeding to look for his uniform. “And hyung, I want to see you wearing that every day.” Sighing in defeat, he walked outside when his boyfriend started stripping out of his clothes. “Okay.” He walked over to the other side, where a huge shelf of books was standing against the wall. He ran his eyes over the titles and realized that they were mostly manga series. He’s a big time collector. Next to the other side was an entertainment shelf with a huge LCD screen TV opposite the bed, with different game consoles and high quality speakers and amplifiers and collections of video games and original copies of movies. There was also a shelf where Jongin places his collected action figures of his favorite cartoon and movie characters. My lifetime isn’t enough to save money for this. His eyes shifted to the large bed, mentally estimating how many Do Kyungsoos could fit in there. Seven? Five would be lying vertically and the other two horizontally. It looked so soft and warm and tempting. The covers were of high quality silk and cotton. Jongin came out of the closet and stood next to him. “Still amused?” “It’s such a shame I let you sleep over to my cheap apartment when you have this bedroom.” He muttered. “I like staying in your place more than here. I’m lonely here.” “You have so many things to entertain you.” He pointed at the TV set. “So you prefer staying here? It won’t matter since my homies will be away for two weeks.” The tanned boy slyly smiled and the busy doe eyed boy didn’t notice it. “That means you and me. ALONE.” In the dark in bed with you beneath me… “Huh?” He looked up to the younger. “But it’s a huge place for two people to sleep over. Let’s invite your friends!” “No fu--!” Looking at an excited, innocent doe eyed boy was just too much to be ignored. “Fine.” That’s not what I was trying to say! “My friends too?” He smiled, clutching into the younger’s arm. “Please.”

How can Jongin handle another 10 people in his house? He never had a party or maybe a sleepover in his house. His boyfriend is making him do things he had never done before. “Jonginnie.” Jonginnie. “Yes, baby, anything for you.” He just can’t resist.

Chapter 7 Jongin’s phone vibrated against his lap, actually expecting for a message to come from his boyfriend. He placed his chopsticks down and took his phone. From Baby Soo <3 Are your friends coming? I just want to make sure your friends are coming before I invite mine. He looked up from his phone to his friends who are busy eating their lunches. “Would you like to sleep over at my house?” As if on cue, everyone paused from what they were doing and gave the tanned boy disbelieving looks and the boy clearly knows why they reacted that way. Sure they come over to the boy’s house to play video games and hang out but never to the point that they had to sleep over the night. They only end up being chased out of the house by the said boy when they try to persuade him to have a sleep over. “I’m serious and this is just one in a lifetime opportunity for people like you.” Sehun leaned over the table and reached out to the tanned boy’s forehead with the back of his hand. “He’s not sick.” “I’m doing this because Kyungsoo hyung wanted me to invite you all over to my house even though it’s against my will.” He muttered the last six words to himself. “So are you coming or not?” Baekhyun nodded with a smile. “On behalf of this pack, I would like to inform you that we are all staying over at your house.” “Good.” He sighed, typing a reply to his boyfriend that his friends are coming. “Whipped.” Yifan said with a sarcastic laugh. “I know and you don’t have to tell me.” He glared towards the latter. If it wasn’t because of his boyfriend’s excitement that he couldn’t manage to ignore and the cooing of his name, he wouldn’t feel so bothered about a sleep over. He felt his phone vibrate again in his hands and quickly opened the message. From Baby Soo <3 My friends are coming too! Another message came in within a few seconds. From Baby Soo <3 I forgot to thank you for the watch. Thank you, Jonginnie. ^^ I really like it by the way. See you later and eat well. <3

He can’t stop staring at the heart shaped icon at the end of the message, unaware that he was smiling from ear to ear until he felt a nudge on his rib. “Fuck!” He grunted and glared at the suspect next to him. “What?” “Is there something to share, Mr. Smiling-from-ear-to-ear-because-his-boyfriend-texted-him?” Baekhyun grinned, drawing a smiley face in the air in front of the tanned boy. “Just mind your own business, Baek.” He muttered.

It was just a quarter past 7 in the evening when the twelve of them were finally complete, Yifan and Tao as the last couple to arrive at the Kim’s residence. They all gathered in Jongin’s bedroom, scattered all over the floor. Baekhyun was playing video games against the youngest, Sehun, with words coated in different colors of curses yelled throughout the room while he struggles to win the game. Luhan and Chanyeol were just behind their boyfriends, chanting and cheering to motivate their boys. Yifan and Tao were at the corner, sitting on a single couch with the younger on top, chatting flirting with each other. Kyungsoo merely chuckled at the scene before him, especially to the ones playing the video games, amused of Baekhyun’s diva-ish personality in spite that he was playing a pretty scary game with Sehun that he couldn’t name because he isn’t a gamer. On the floor in front of his boyfriend’s bookshelf there was Junmyeon, along with Jongdae and Minseok, reading books or manga with three boxes of pizza next to them and cans of soda. On the other hand, Yixing was watching the game silently next to Luhan and Kyungsoo was sure he wasn’t watching, he was dreaming with his eyes open. The doe eyed boy sat on the bed, near the end to have a closer view of the game while observing the others. He let the moment sink in, enjoying the presence of other people he’s not close with but it doesn’t feel awkward after all. And speaking of the people around him, he just noticed Jongin wasn’t in the room. He must haven’t noticed the younger going out of the room and just shrugged the thought off his head and walked over to Junmyeon’s group to grab a slice of pizza. After taking a slice, he went over next to Chanyeol to watch the game, afraid that he would make a mess on the bed when he eats there. “Oh, pizza!” The dorky giant exclaimed when he noticed the shorter boy eating next to him. “Can I have a bite?” “Sure, if Baekhyun doesn’t mind.” Kyungsoo said, looking at the busy player in front of him. Chanyeol smiled and shook his head. “He wouldn’t mind. He’s not a jealous freak.” The shorter boy raised the pizza towards the giant’s mouth and Jongin took a bite instead. Surprised, he flinched and almost dropped the pizza while he heard Chanyeol whine like a kicked puppy. “Jongin.” He smiled let his boyfriend take another bite.

The tanned boy sat down between the two, pushing the taller to the side during the process, making Chanyeol playfully kick him in return. “This is my house, I do want I want.” He hissed towards the giant. “Where have you been?” Kyungsoo asked, taking the last piece of the pizza into his mouth. Jongin pointed back at the bed, where five buckets of fried chicken rested in a row. “Came down to take the delivered buckets.” The doe eyed boy silently headed towards the bed and took one bucket back to where he just left. Placing down the bucket on the floor in front of his boyfriend as he sat down, a pair of hands took one each, belonging to Chanyeol and Luhan, while Jongin just stared at the TV screen and started yelling at Baekhyun about a pattern of buttons to press for the attack which Kyungsoo doesn’t really have any idea about. “IT’S FUCKING NOT WORKING FOR ME!” Baekhyun yelled back when Sehun still kept on attacking him with continuous combos. “Just do it again!” The tanned boy annoyingly said. “AHA! TAKE THAT MOTHERFUCKER!” The diva victoriously laughed when he finally succeeded on his game with the help of the tanned boy who repeatedly yelled out the pattern. “Lame bitch!” Kyungsoo merely chuckled, amused at the same time curious on how good Jongin must be playing the said game. Gamers know what to do with every character in the field. He picked up a piece of chicken and pulled a smaller piece from it with his fingers and raised it towards the tanned boy’s lips, which took the younger a couple of seconds to realize he was being fed by his boyfriend. The tanned boy blushed a little when he felt the older boy’s finger softly brush against his lips as he was fed with another one. “WHO DARES TO PLAY AGAINST THE ALMIGHTY BAEKHYUN?!” The diva announced as he stood up, looking around for potential enemies and someone from the doe eyed boy’s friends raised a hand. “What’s your name, sir?” Everyone looked back at the courageous man from beside the bookshelf and the said man bowed and smiled. “My name is Kim Jongdae and I am here to take you down.” “My, my. Come and try.” Baekhyun looked surprised by his own words. “It rhymes.” Another game begins between Baekhyun and Jongdae and everyone seemed to pay attention to the childish match, Luhan with Sehun even made a bet with Yifan and Tao of who will win. The first couple’s bet was Baekhyun and the other was Jongdae. Jongin noticed his boyfriend became restless and seemed to be looking for something but his butt was still stuck on the floor. “Is anything wrong?”

Without even looking back at the younger, he kept on looking for something on the floor around him and his eyes even looked across to the other side, passing by Jongin. “My cola is gone.” The younger chuckled, somewhat relieved that it wasn’t a serious thing and grabbed the nearest can of cola he could find, which he assumed was supposed to be Baekhyun’s and it was still unopened. “Here.” He handed his boyfriend the can, which the older refused to take saying that it wasn’t his. “I won’t stop bugging you if you don’t take this.” “Fine.” He muttered after a sigh and smiled, knowing like by heart that the younger was the most stubborn person he ever met in his life. “Thank you.” He received the can after it was opened by the taller. “If I win, I’ll let Kim Jongin’s dick shove into Kyungsoo’s ass!” Baekhyun’s voice echoed through the room just in time Kyungsoo gulped on his cola. The tanned boy froze upon hearing it, mentally killing the diva in twenty different ways within a matter of seconds. Meanwhile, the doe eyed boy was coughing really hard, the soda stinging his throat and having hard time breathing. The others just laughed and let it pass away like it wasn’t serious, though it wasn’t really serious, and continued to watch the match. Comforting his boyfriend with embarrassment and slightly trembling hands, Jongin patted the shorter boy’s back and took a box of tissue from his night table and cleaned up the mess on his boyfriend’s face. He was still mentally cursing and torturing the careless bitch that caused it. “I’m sorry, hyung. Just forget about it.” The other merely nodded, embarrassed as well. He had never thought about having sex – should he say, making love because he’s a sensitive and preserved person – with Jongin. After all, it had been just five days since they met and barely three days since they became boyfriends. Jongdae raised his hands up in the air with the controller in victory. “Seems like you can’t let it happen, Baekhyun! I am Princess Kyungsoo’s knight in shining armor, you witch!” “It can’t be!” the diva dramatically gasped, both hands in his chest. “I will have my revenge!” He said, pointing at the winner. “Send me your toughest ally!” “I volunteer!” Jongin stood up, dragging the shorter boy with him to the other side and Jongdae move back. Sitting down to where the previous winner sat down and glared at the so-called witch. “I am here to save my damsel in distress.” “The princess will only be awakened by true love’s kiss!” Kyungsoo raised an eyebrow at the sudden roleplaying, fully aware of the fact that the princess was him. “My prince!” He whispered loud enough to be heard by the tanned boy who looked back at him with a stupid grin plastered on his face. He sheepishly smiled back and watched as the next match began. He had to admit, his boyfriend was like a pro, impressed that the younger didn’t even let Baekhyun have time to attack and the game just ended in barely a couple of minutes.

“Fuck you, Kai!” The diva cursed, almost throwing the controller towards the tanned boy, only to be stopped by Chanyeol. “You didn’t give me a headstart!” “Everything’s fair in love and war. Now I have my princess.” Jongin turned to his other side and smiled. “True love’s kiss it is, for Kai.” Sehun stated and just like everyone else, he anticipated the couple’s kiss in front of them. The doe eyed boy felt uneasy with the stares he was receiving when the tanned boy was slowly leaning closer to him. He could already feel the younger’s breath on his face when he closed his eyes. This is already considered PDA. He thought, waiting for a pair of soft lips against his but to his disappointment, it never came. Only a hard hit on the forehead and a groan from the other. “Son of a bi--!” Jongin was interrupted by the witch diva. “I can’t let you have your happy ending!” “Whatever, fucker.” He muttered, earning a frown from his boyfriend. He knows how much the other boy hates it when he curses. “Sorry.” He cupped the older boy’s face carefully and brushed the hair off the forehead. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” Kyungsoo sighed, watching the Luhan and YIfan argue about a bet between Baekhyun and Jongdae and the shorter guy was obviously losing. Before he knew it, his boyfriend was already kissing him, the younger’s tongue swiftly slipped in between his lips into his mouth and for a moment when he kissed back he can say Jongin tasted like chicken. Well, what did he expect? He had been feeding the younger minutes ago.

Yifan brought in the cans of beers that he and Tao bought from the nearest convenient store and it was already almost 10 when they started drinking. Among them all, surprisingly, Junmyeon was the best drinker. He had almost ten cans and he was still sober. On the other side, Luhan and Kyungsoo were the worst. The Chinese boy only finished a can and a half while the doe eyed boy was even worst, who had trouble finishing a can. “Truth or dare!” Sehun raised his can to the air, hoping to start the most common game during sleep overs. “I dare you, Kris hyung, to do a split!” Yifan, who feels confident because he was drunk, stood up while his legs wiggled from the dizziness. “A piece of cake.” He scoffed but only ended up stumbling backwards to the floor with a loud thump. Nobody said a word when the tall guy didn’t move and just continued to play. They were all too high to care if their friend was dead. “I dare you…” Sehun started again, squinting his eyes to look at each one of them and only stopped when his eyes found an interesting scene, Jongin’s hand running down Kyungsoo’s thigh. He was sure that the shorter male was too drunk to care or even notice what was

happening. “Kai, I dare you to give Kyungsoo hyung a hickey on his neck… where everyone would be able to see it.” At the mention of his name, Jongin looked towards his friend with a sly smile. “Easy.” Sehun knew Jongin was too drunk either to realize what he was about to do. If he dares the tanned boy to fuck a girl right now, there would be no hesitation. He snickered, looking forward on the couple’s reaction when the morning comes. Jongin pulled his boyfriend up to sit on between his legs, sniffing the shorter boy’s hair down to his neck, and Kyungsoo unconsciously let out a soft mewl that sent shivers down to the tanned boy’s spine. He licked the older boy’s neck before sucking and biting on it. The others watched intently in silence, as if they needed to be quiet to cover up their existence. Kyungsoo once again whimpered, feeling pleasure flowing in his body, clutching into the younger’s shirt. The tanned boy finally pulled away, proud at the sight of his boyfriend’s neck with a darkening spot that indicates his ownership. “Done.” He announced and he felt the shorter boy’s weight against his chest, head on his shoulder and a series of soft breathing, both arms around his neck. “Next, you.” Sehun pointed at a narrow eyed boy across him. “Name?” “Minseok.” “I dare you to kiss his armpit!” He pointed at the boy who seemed to be spacing out. “Lay’s armpit? That’s disgusting!” Minseok complained but he was already crawling towards his friend, who was unaware of everything. He raised the other’s arm up and quickly kissed it with a smooching sound. “Ew!” “Next, Luhannie.” Sehun turned to his side and his Chinese boyfriend looked at him. “Let’s get a room after this!” He laughed maniacally. It had been three hours and the others were still drinking, the more drunk they were, the more cans they consumed. One by one they passed out anywhere in the room and most of them on the floor or on the chairs and couches but Jongin managed to drag his sleeping boyfriend to the bed, which they enjoyed all by themselves while the others would wake up with body pains.

Junmyeon was the first to wake up and he found himself on the floor next to the bookshelf with Jongdae next to him. He decided to leave first, internally groaning at the body pain he was experiencing. He cursed himself and the other nine idiots who didn’t take the huge bed instead. The others woke up eventually and silently left.

Missing the warmth he had gotten used to for a while, he rolled to the other side with his eyes still closed and let his hand blindly search for the source. It was never at reach and his eyes shot open. “Hyung?” His voice was hoarse and his throat hurts but he still called out the older boy’s name. “Kyungsoo hyung!” He found himself alone in his room with all the mess they made that night. A faint noise came from his bathroom. “Hyung!” He called out again as he got off the bed, groaning at the body pain his hangover was giving him. He stumbled towards the bathroom door just in time he heard the toilet flush. He opened the door and found his boyfriend weakly leaned against his bath tub. “Are you okay?” Stupid, how can he be okay at this obvious not-okay state? Kyungsoo didn’t answer and just stayed there like a dead person. The tanned boy walked over to his hopeless boyfriend and got on his knees in front of the shorter boy. He pulled the other gently towards him and let him snuggle in his chest. “I’m… starting to regret… I planned this sleep over.” The doe eyed boy muttered softly against the other’s chest. “No. I shouldn’t have… drank beer.” “It’s okay, hyung.” He patted the shorter male’s back gently, afraid that Kyungsoo was too fragile and might break if he uses force against him. “Can you tell them that I’ll cancel the appointment for the song? I mean your friends.” “Sure, hyung. I’ll take you to bed first.” He pulled the boy up and let him rest against the sink for a while to wash his mouth and gargle. Kyungsoo caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror after he was done and it was horrible. Dark bags under his eyes, pale lips and something purple on his neck. What is that? It wasn’t like he didn’t have any idea what that was, but he was surprised he got one for the first time. “Jongin… what…” The younger followed his gaze in the mirror and found the other’s fingers. Hickey? Then a flashback came. No shit. He looked horrified as well. What have I done? “What happened?” “We were drunk!” It came out fast and the younger was surprised. It was more of self-defense. The doe eyed boy glared at him through the mirror. “It was you?” There was guilt forming in the pit of his stomach. It was worse than he expected. “Hyung, I’m sorry. It was a dare and we were drunk.” “But it was you.” The tanned boy nodded slowly and looked down on the floor.

A sigh of relief escaped the Kyungsoo’s lips. “I thought it was someone else.” Jongin brightened up and looked at his boyfriend who turned to face him with a smile. “You’re not mad?” It was weird, if it was someone else, he was already punched to death. But Kyungsoo is different, he thought. “No.” He cupped the younger’s face and tip toed to kiss but stopped mid-way. “Later. Morning breath is terrible after drinking.” He made a face and stumbled out of the bathroom, ignoring the younger’s whines behind him. “I need a downer for this hangover.”

Chapter 8 Jongin threw his phone in bed after he turned down Chanyeol’s invitation for tonight’s hangout at a club. It’s been 27 hours and 15 minutes since his boyfriend left to Goyang to see his parents and the tanned boy had never once gone out of the house since then. He would rather stay in bed all day alone than hanging out at a club without his boyfriend. He never felt so lonely his entire life. “Goyang’s still in Seoul.” He kept reminding himself that Kyungsoo wasn’t that far as he thought like he had to ride a plane or boat to get there. He dropped himself in his bed and stared at his phone, hoping it would soon vibrate for a message from the older boy and by luck, it did, but it was a call. “Hyung?” “You picked up fast.” Kyungsoo chuckled from the other line. I was expecting you. “Well, I just ended a call from Chanyeol.” “Oh. I’m on my way back anyway.” “In your apartment or here in my house?” He asked, hoping for the second choice. “I don’t know. I haven’t done my home works yet so more likely I’ll be heading straight to my apartment. I have something to take care of until 7 anyway.” “Okay.” He softly replied. “You sound disappointed.” He sighed, rolling in his bed. “I’m bored.” “See you later, then.” “You’re coming over?” His mood lightened up in an instant. Without letting the other respond he continued. “I’ll see you later!” A chuckle was heard again. “Okay, I’ll hang up now.” He was wrapped in silence again. Rolling out of bed, he grabbed a sweater and a pair of pants before going out. He just can’t wait anymore and started heading out of the house and walked his way to his boyfriend’s apartment. Walking alone, he realized it was more enjoyable to just walk than ride his car. As he looked around, spotting kids playing at the nearby playground, one boy reminded him of Baekhyun. The small boy had similar features with his friend like it was almost like they were brothers. He let his mind wander until he was outside his boyfriend’s apartment unit, staring at the door. “Hi.” He looked beside him and found a little girl around the age of 10. “Hello.” He smiled at the girl and watched her lean her back on the next door. He was suddenly reminded when Kyungsoo told him about his neighbors yelling so early in the morning. “Are your parents home?”

The girl shook her head. “I live with my sister and her husband. They won’t be home until 7 every Sunday so I just wait here.” She raised her head and looked at the tanned boy. “Are you waiting for Kyungsoo oppa too?” He nodded. “You’re waiting for him?” “He takes care of me when I’m alone. What time is it, mister?” He took a glance at his watch. “3:43.” Something hit his mind, remembering what he was told earlier. He’s taking care of someone until 7. He felt a little disappointed that his boyfriend was going home not because of him but because of a little girl. The girl just nodded. “He’ll be here soon. I’m Soojung.” “Jongin.” He didn’t know why but he felt awkward and intimidated by the kid. He thought the girl was smarter than he thought and she seemed to know a lot more about his boyfriend than he does. A familiar figure appeared at the corner and both beamed like kids who were so happy to see their parents pick them up from school. “Jongin? What are you doing here?” “I was bored.” He merely replied, not liking the sight before him. Stop clinging into my boyfriend! You’re still young and you’re being a little bitch already! He internally screamed, frowning when the girl met Kyungsoo halfway and hugging him. The doe eyed boy chuckled in response and opened the door to his unit. When they got in, he noticed the gloomy look on his boyfriend. “Is anything wrong?” He asked when the kid disappeared to the bathroom. He shook his head and glanced towards the bathroom door. “You always take care of her?” “Just on Sundays. She has piano lessons every Sunday and her sister isn’t home until 7.” The older headed to the kitchen and the younger followed behind. He grabbed a jar of cookies from the cabinet and poured them in a plate. “So how’s your father?” Jongin asked softly and opened the fridge, taking a box of juice. “He’s fine. He just needs a lot of rest and medications.” The other ended with a sigh. “I think I need another part-time job.” He snapped his head towards his boyfriend and placed the juice in the table. “Hyung.” He made his way towards the shorter boy and gave him a back hug. “You’re going to stress yourself out and you won’t have time for me anymore.” He whined, leaning his chin on his boyfriend’s shoulder before giving him a peck on the cheek. “I’m going to miss you a lot.” “Silly. I’m still your driver. I still see you when I drive you to and from school.”

Jongin was surprised to see Soojung placing the glasses on the table and her arrival came unnoticed. He felt embarrassed that the kid found him hugging Kyungsoo intimately. He immediately moved away with a gasp, earning two pairs of eyes looking weirdly at him. Soojung, as if reading what he was thinking, took a piece of cookie and took a bite. “I’m open-minded and I knew you’re his boyfriend because no one’s stupid enough to glare at me for hugging Kyungsoo oppa.” He was right after all. The kid was much smarter than he thought. He heard his boyfriend snicker. “What?” “You’re embarrassed about it?” Kyungsoo asked. “It was just… I thought she would…” He sighed and shook his head. “Nevermind.” He leaned his back against the wall after grabbing a cookie. “Oppa, you’re going back to the café?” “I guess so. I’ll go ask Jinki hyung about it.” “Then I won’t be bored when I stay there again. I went there yesterday and Taemin oppa was just busy that he can’t talk to me.” The tanned boy quietly listened to the conversation and noticed how desperate his boyfriend needed another job and he wished he could help. He and Soojung went to watch TV while Kyungsoo prepared dinner. “Even if you’re rich, you need to work on your own if you want to help Kyungsoo oppa.” The kid suddenly muttered, not taking her eyes off the TV screen. “Excuse me?” He didn’t quite catch it up because it was too soft and sudden. “Kyungsoo oppa won’t accept your money if you didn’t work for it. I’m not saying I’m sure he’s going to accept any help from anyone but it would be great if it came from hard work.” “So you’re telling me to?” “God, oppa, you’re in high school and you can’t comprehend it?” Soojung looked at him, annoyed. He sneered back. “Thank you for pointing that out.” “Go find a job and give your money to Kyungsoo oppa. Do I need to elaborate it more?” “Dinner’s ready!” Kyungsoo called out from the kitchen.

He sprawled down in bed with a sigh and glanced at his responsible and hardworking boyfriend next to him, sitting with his back against the headboard and reviewing his last notes for a quiz the next day. “Hyung?” Kyungsoo put down his notes down on his lap and looked at him. “Yes?” “If you’re going to work on the café, can I apply to work there too?” He saw the confused look from the other. He knew the other must be thinking why he would work when he had no financial problems. “I’m serious.” “Why?” I want to help you. “So that I can spend more time with you.” He grinned, hoping the other would let him. It wasn’t a lie after all, only that it wasn’t the main reason. “Do you even know how to work at a café?” “Hyung, don’t underestimate me. I learn fast and I’m sure the café would gain a lot of customers if I would be there.” “You don’t sound like you’re going to work at all. It’s more like you’re going to flirt with the customers.” The older boy raised his notes in front of his face again. “A jealous boyfriend.” He smirked. “I like that.” Silently, Kyungsoo rolled his notes and used it to hit the other boy’s forehead. He yelped at the sudden attack but it didn’t stop him from teasing the older boy. “Oh, you are jealous.” The other merely clicked his tongue and went back reviewing his notes. “Hyung.” No response. “Kyungsoo hyung.” Still no response. “Babe. Sweetie pie. My love. Cupcake. Baby. Sexy butt. Milky skin Kyungsoo.” The other didn’t show any reaction. Jongin sighed, assuming that Kyungsoo gives a cold shoulder to anyone who makes him mad or upset, like when he first sneaked up on the older boy’s bed. He realized it would be better with someone who

violently reacts when they are mad than being someone who gives him a silent treatment, whom he can’t read anything about what the other was thinking. He decided to just wait until the other approaches him like the other day. He was sure after a while, Kyungsoo would talk to him like nothing had happened. He wasn’t wrong. After a few minutes he scooted closer to his boyfriend and lay his head on the other’s lap and the older boy’s free hand immediately reached for his hair, stroking it with his fingers. Jongin smiled in relief. “Mr. Lee was smiling at me earlier.” Kyungsoo said, referring to Jongin’s personal butler. He was still paying attention to his notes. “It was sort of creepy.” “Ah, that.” He took the older boy’s free hand from his hair and wrapped it around his both hands as if to keep it warm. “I told him about us.” “Why?” “I’m sure he had been wondering why I let my driver get in my room. He just nodded though.” “Then what if your parents find out?” “I don’t think they would mind. It’s not like I’m getting married to their business partner’s daughter like the novels and dramas on TV. They only care about the company and they make sure I’m taking over.” The other hummed in response. The upset tone made the younger look up to see his boyfriend’s face but it was blocked by the paper the other was holding. He reached out to the paper and gently pulled it away from the boy. He looked at the other boy who stared back at him in confusion. “What was that?” “What are you talking about?” “You sounded like you weren’t upset or something.” “I just thought of something.” “Tell me.” “What if it turns out to be the other way? Forced marriage and stuff.” “Did you know my uncle is gay too, my father’s older brother? Maybe it runs in the blood. Anyway, nothing seemed to be a problem whether someone who is gay will take over the family business my grandparents started. I’m sure it would be the same in this generation.” The shorter boy didn’t seem convinced. “What if your parents would disagree about us?” “And why would they?”

“Their son is in a relationship with a poor boy.” “Then I’ll go with you and find a job though I’m a hundred percent sure the company’s going to be handed over to me.” “What if they won’t give it to you unless you’re marrying someone else? Specifically a girl?” “Hyung.” The tanned boy whined. “Stop being so pessimistic.” “Possibilities, Jongin.” “Then if that’s the case, I’m not going to marry anyone else but you. I’ll leave my parents and the company and be with you.” Kyungsoo blushed a little. “But Jongin, it’s easy to say something like that. You were never poor and you’ll never like it how it feels to be poor.” Jongin smiled at the sight of his boyfriend blushing and he found it really cute. “I’m sure you’re familiar with the traditional marriage vows.” “We’re too young to talk about marriage.” He ignored the statement and took the older boy’s left hand. “I, Kim Jongin, take you do Kyungsoo, to be my husband – though I would like to call you my wife instead –, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.” He slipped an imaginary ring into the shorter boy’s ring finger and kissed the other’s hand. “J-Jongin…really…” The doe eyed boy stuttered and furiously blushed. “We’ve been together for four days and you’re already thinking of marriage.” He playfully pinched the tanned boy’s nose and chuckled. “But that was really sweet.”

Kyungsoo woke up when he felt something tickling his neck. His eyes fluttered lazily and he was facing the window, noticing the darkness outside. He assumed it was barely dawn and he was already awakened by something. He can fell warm breath against his sensitive skin and just realized Jongin was hovering over him, showering him with kisses. “Good morning.” The taller male greeted between the kisses. He was too sleepy to react and lazily lay on his back, unaware that he just gave more access for the other to feast on him. “Are you planning to rape me in my sleep?” He asked, voice hoarse and heavy.

“You sound sexy the moment you wake up.” Jongin went down a little lower to the collarbone and started marking by sucking on it. “I should have known that earlier.” A gasp came out from his boyfriend’s lips and it made him smile, mentally taking note of the most sensitive spots of Do Kyungsoo. “S-Stop, Jongin.” The pleading came out as a moan instead and he was surprised at himself as well. Satisfied of the mark he made, he gave the older boy a peck on the lips and lay on his side, pulling his boyfriend closer to him as he wrapped his arms around the other’s waist. “Happy one week, hyung. It’s been a week since the first time we met.” He whispered into his ear, earning a soft chuckle from Kyungsoo. “I know. Same to you.” He snuggled closer to the warmth, facing Jongin’s chest. “Is that what all those kisses all about?” “Quite, yes.” Closing his eyes, he felt the other wrap his arms around his torso. “We still have an hour to sleep.” Both fell asleep again.

Jongin smiled as he got out of the car, too happy for his success in persuading his boyfriend to let him apply at the café with him. “Kai!” Sehun approached him just as when he was entering the school gate. “So, how did it go?” He glanced at the leaving car behind them. Clueless, he followed his friend’s gaze towards his car and watched it disappear in his sight. “Huh?” Sehun leaned closer to whisper. “The hickey.” “It was fine.” He answered with a smug look. “He didn’t get mad and I actually gave him another one earlier this morning because, you see, it’s been a week since we met.” “You’re abusing your boyfriend’s innocence!” “As if you haven’t fucked Luhan yet.” He felt a hard nudge on his rib. “What the fuck?” He groaned and wanted to punch the sly smile out of his friend’s face. He rubbed his hurt rib and kicked Sehun’s butt in return. “Fuck you!” The younger cursed under his breath. “I would love to but sorry, I have Kyungsoo hyung.” He sneered and walked ahead, leaving his friend alone with an aching butt. He won’t let anyone ruin his beautiful day.

Chapter 9 Kyungsoo’s unusual silence did nothing but made his friends worry and they were sure it was something about his father. They held the urge to ask the boy during their classes to avoid distraction. When lunch came, Junmyeon took the opportunity to inquire. “How’s your father?” The doe eyed boy looked up from his plate to the inquirer. “He’s fine. I’m just worried we won’t have enough for his medications.” Minseok leaned closer to the table with a worried look. “We can help you, Kyungie.” “You guys know I don’t accept help for free.” “Then how about this, since you’re pretty smart, you can be our tutor in some subjects during our breaks.” Jongdae suggested and everyone else nodded in agreement, except for the doe eyed boy. “We’ll pay you and actually I’m having a hard time with my poetry class. Since you’re good in English, you’ll be a great help to me.” “Okay, but why during our break times?” “So that you could have all the time you have after your last class.” All Kyungsoo wanted at the moment was to cry for knowing that he had such great friends. But he didn’t let his tears slip away and smiled instead. “Thank you, guys.” He was more than happy to have them and he couldn’t ask for more. “I think I’ll be working at the café again, if Jinki hyung would let me and Jongin had been persuading me to let him work with me. That boy’s really stubborn and weird.” Tao chuckled. “Why would a very rich person work at a café?” “He told me that he wants to spend more time with me.” “Sweet.” Jongdae commented, glancing at Lay. “Like this innocent one.” Lay snapped out of his trance and pointed a finger at himself. “Me? I didn’t kill anyone.” “Anyway,” Jongdae continued as he looked back at the doe eyed boy. “Soo, you’re working hard enough. Are you sure you could still manage to work at the café?” Junmyeon nodded. “How about your home works and school projects? I’m sure you’d be dead tired when the day ends.” Kyungsoo shrugged. “I’ll be fine.”

As the last class ended, Kyungsoo felt a little nauseous as he remembered how the big rat’s blood splattered all over his clothes and face when he came to Minseok’s biology class an hour earlier to borrow the other’s phone charger. He ended up borrowing a shirt from Junmyeon who had no class at that hour and cleaning his face ten times in the men’s bathroom. The phone charger was completely forgetten. His phone vibrated from his pocket and when he picked up his phone and the low battery warning appeared. He mentally hit his head on the wall and opened the message. From My Sexy Baby Jongin <3 Hyung, I’m waiting in front of your building. :) His eyebrows furrowed at the contact name. He had no idea when the younger had messed up with his phone. Shaking the thought off his head, he smiled at the fact that his boyfriend was waiting for him and looked at the time in his phone. To My Sexy Baby Jongin <3 Five more minutes. You changed your name in my phone. From My Sexy Baby Jongin <3 Hehe. <3 <3 <3 When the class was dismissed, the nausea was back and he had trouble making his way downstairs. The disgusting scene just won’t leave his mind in peace. “Hyung, are you okay?” He looked up and felt a pair of strong arms around him, holding him to steady himself. He nodded and looked at his boyfriend with a smile. “Something just happened earlier and it crossed my mind again.” They both started walking away, oblivious to the stares they were receiving, with Jongin’s arm around the shorter male’s waist. “You don’t have dance practice?” The younger shook his head. “Mr. Lee is on leave until next week. Baekhyun told me.” Taking his arm off the boy, he took Kyungsoo’s hand instead and intertwined their fingers together. Kyungsoo softly gasped and blushed a bit at the unexpected action. It was their first holding hands where their fingers intertwined. Jongin grinned when he noticed the faint pink flushed on his boyfriend’s face. He tightened his grip, amused on how they shorter male’s fingers fit perfectly between his. “Oh.” He finally noticed the older boy’s shirt was different from the one he saw that morning. “You changed your shirt.” “This is Junmyeon’s. I came to Minseok’s class to borrow a phone charger just in time they were dissecting huge rats and it splattered all over me. I had to wash my face a lot of times until I felt that my skin was about to fall off from rubbing too much. That’s why I wasn’t feeling really well moments ago.” He sighed and the younger chuckled. “It’s not funny. It’s disgusting.” He glared towards the taller boy.

“Where are we going?” Jongin ignored the glare. “Jinki hyung’s café.” “Is it just near?” “Two blocks away.” “Wait.” Kyungsoo dragged to other to a convenient store to buy something to drink. “I’m thirsty.” Leaving his boyfriend near the counter, he headed towards the fridge and took two cans of orange juice, assuming it was the younger’s favorite drink. The tanned boy’s phone vibrated in his pocket and quickly picked it up. “Kris.” “Ayo! Are you with your boyfriend?” “Yeah, why?” “Make sure he doesn’t hear me.” Seeing the shorter male walking towards the counter, he covered the phone’s built-in microphone. “Hyung, I’ll just answer this call.” He went out when the other nodded and placed the phone back to his ear. “What is it?” “Tao just called me. Actually he was begging me to tell you that you should persuade your boyfriend not to take the job at the café anymore.” “Why?” “They already made an agreement that they will help your boyfriend and in return, he will teach them or tutor them. Tao said it’s already self-abuse if he is still going to work at the café.” “We’re actually on the way to the café now. How about this, Kyungsoo hyung would tutor them at the café while I work there?” “Huh? You’re going to work there?” “I’m a good boyfriend and of course I need to help Kyungsoo hyung. He doesn’t actually know the real reason why I wanted to work there. I just told him that I want to spend more time with—ack!” He flinched when a cold metallic surface hit his face. “Hyung!” He whined, taking the can away from the shorter boy. “Kris, I’ll call you later.” He ended the call immediately. “Spend more time with whom?” Kyungsoo asked, opening the lid of the can. “With a short guy in college whose name is Do Kyungsoo, of course.” He scoffed, opening his own can. He saw the shorter boy glaring at him. “He’s my sweet, little, cute, adorable boyfriend.” He cooed towards the boy.

The doe eyed boy stuck his tongue out and started walking with the younger trailing next to him. A comfortable silence wrapped them away from the outside world, enjoying their time together though they weren’t saying a word nor having physical contact. Jongin’s mind started to wander again like always until it came to the point of using pet names or call names. He knew he had called Kyungsoo baby a few times already and he had been called Jonginnie by the older. He wondered how it feels like to be called baby or babe by his boyfriend. It would be a turn on during sex. He unconsciously slip out a soft moan while he thought of his unstoppable perverted imaginations about fucking his boyfriend. He was surprised when he heard himself moan, earning a horrified look from the shorter boy. “You make me feel scared of what you’re thinking.” Kyungsoo muttered, stepping a foot to the side away from the younger. He somewhat had the feeling that the other was thinking something perverted but he isn’t sure of the subjects, either some girls or him. He frowned at the thought. He isn’t sure what’s more horrifying, Jongin imagining things with him or with some other girls? “Sorry, hyung.” He smiled innocently, keeping the adjusted distance between them. “Can’t stop my mind from thinking something sexy especially with you in it.” He teased. The older boy’s breath hitched and looked down on the concrete floor to hide his blushing face. He was embarrassed. How can the younger tell him something like that so casually? Yes, he’s a pervert. He had slept with countless girls, I am sure of it. Jongin laughed, closing the distance between them and wrapped his arm around the shorter male’s shoulder. “I was just teasing you, hyung.” You’re so cute. “Pervert.” The older boy muttered, giving the younger one another glare. “Yeah? But you like it.” He smirked, using his free hand to run a finger over the covered hickey on the shorter boy’s collar bone. The other hissed and he moved his lips closer to the boy’s ear. “I can give you more.” He whispered seductively. “Kim Jongin!” Kyungsoo pushed the tanned boy away, looking around to find a few people but none was too close to them. “We’re in public, don’t you mind?” “No. I can kiss you right now if you want.” He licked his lips. The shorter boy groaned in annoyance. “Go find someone else to satisfy your erotic needs!” He walked ahead, not even giving the other a glance. The tanned boy gaped and halted on his feet. Maybe he took it too far. He knew he was just teasing the older boy, partially forgetting how preserved the other was. “Hyung!” He called out but the small figure just kept walking. He watched his boyfriend turn, entering a café and he quickly sprinted towards the

place. He found the place familiar, he had been there a few times and the café was quite popular around the place. Crescent Xtal Café. His middle school friend had brought him here. He entered the café and found Kyungsoo at the counter talking to narrow-eyed guy, assuming it was the Jinki hyung he heard about. He quietly approached his boyfriend. “This is Jongin.” Kyungsoo pointed at him just in time he stopped next to the shorter male. He bowed slightly. “I’m Kim Jong—!” “Kai!” They all looked behind the counter where a blonde guy taller than Kyungsoo appeared from the pantry. “Taemin? You’re working here?” “I thought you knew! I brought you here, remember?” His eyes shifted towards the smaller boy. “Kyungsoo hyung! It’s been a while!” The narrow eyed man smiled. “They know each other.” He laughed, pointing at the two in front of him. Kyungsoo was surprised that Taemin and Jongin were friends and he had been working in the café since highschool. Jongin was surprised as well that Taemin and his boyfriend were co-workers. Jongin jumped and wrapped his arm around the doe eyed boy’s waist. “Yeah! Kyungsoo hyung is my boyfriend!” Taemin gasped loudly. “Jinki hyung, did we hear the same thing?” The narrow eyed man hesitantly nodded. “They’re dating?” “Oh my fucking god! When did this happen?” The blonde exasperatingly hit his palms against the counter, looking at the surprised look from the couple. “Did this happen after Kyungsoo hyung have spilled the coffee on you?” He pointed at the taller boy. “Huh?” The couple chorused. Confused as well, Taemin pondered about the couple’s expression. “Don’t you two remember what happened over a year ago?” The two were too confused to reply. “I brought you here, Kai, a week after I started working here because we bumped into each other outside your school and I was even teasing you that you’re gay and you would probably date Kyungsoo hyung after he spilled your ordered coffee on your uniform!” He breathlessly explained. The event struck them both at the same time. “You!” Kyungsoo breathed, trying to calm himself down as he looked at his boyfriend. “You humiliated me in front of the customers for some stupid coffee accident!”

“I didn’t mean to!” He defended, the scene flashing back in his mind and the image of a humiliated Kyungsoo sent guilt over him. It was clear as drinking water that the accident happened because of two kids running around and bumping into Kyungsoo. “I am not talking to you!” The shorter boy declared and Jinki took him to the office. Jongin was too dumbfounded to react, earning a laugh from his old friend. “Look at you! You look like a kicked puppy! I never knew Kyungsoo hyung could tame you.” Taemin looked over the cashier. “Minho hyung, can I take a break?” “Sure.” The guy in the cashier replied. “Ten minutes.” “Let’s take a seat.” The blonde motioned for his friend to sit somewhere. “You probably never knew that it took Kyungsoo hyung a couple of weeks to get over the humiliation he received.” He said as soon as they sat down. The tanned boy shook his head. “You know I was so immature back then.” He knew he used to be the most spoiled among the spoiled brats around the world. He would make issues out of small things and make it worse. “So you’re saying you’re mature now?” “No, maybe a bit?” He chuckled. “I don’t know. I just realized I wish it never happened and besides, I didn’t really remember it was Kyungsoo hyung. I barely pay attention to people’s faces.” “Then how did you two end up being boyfriends? I was seriously convinced you were straight after I knew you’d been hooking up with random girls.” “Well, his father was my previous driver and he’s sick right now, since last Monday to be exact and Kyungsoo hyung took over his job. I felt instant attraction towards him the moment I laid my eyes on him.” He dreamily sighed. “His doe like eyes, his cute button nose, and his red plump lips that forms a heart shaped smile, his milky white and soft skin, just everything about him was good and I’ve been craving for them. His sweet as chocolate voice, his warm touches…” “I’m losing you, Kai! Wake up!” The blonde clapped his hands in front of the dreamy tanned boy. “You seriously got whipped and you’re cheesy.” “I know that.” He smiled back. “I even thought of how to do him.” “You’re a sick guy.” Taemin gave him a disgusted look. “He’s innocent, he’s preserved and caring. He gives me a lot of attention except when he’s upset and he ignores me.” His face turned serious. “I don’t really know how it happened. I just felt jealous when someone tries to get close to him.” He paused and nodded. “Yeah, so we started dating last Wednesday and… Wait! Taemin, I need your help!” He exclaimed, remembering his reason why he was there.

The blonde flinched back a bit at the sudden change in mood. “Calm down. What is it?” “Well you see, Kyungsoo hyung wants to work here again because of financial problems and someone told me that he doesn’t accept help for free so I’m applying here too. But then his friends are worried about him because they decided to help him too and in return he’ll be tutoring his friends.” “Sounds like a lot of hard work.” “That’s the point. He’ll be too tired to keep working here so I have decided that I would work here while he stays here and give his friends the tutoring session.” “So you don’t want him to work here?” “Yes. I’ll work on his behalf.” Taemin gave him a teasing look. “Aw, look at you, Kai! Being sweet and worried for his boyfriend and it doesn’t sound like you anymore.” “Shut up. Anyway, he doesn’t know that I’m here to work to help him. I told him I just wanted to spend more time with him.” “Oh god, where did the old Kim Jongin go?” He grabbed a tissue paper from the table and crumpled it before throwing it to his friend’s face. “Okay, fine. I’ll tell Jinki hyung about that.”

The couple sat side by side quietly at a couch in the corner of the café as they waited for Jinki. They haven’t said a word to each other after the older boy declared that he won’t be talking to Jongin and the younger knew just how to respect his boyfriend. Jongin was busy in his own world, praying that his wishes would be heard and have his plan granted. Kyungsoo noticed that he was spacing out. “What are you thinking now?” He snapped out of his thought and blinked as he turned to his boyfriend. “You’re not upset anymore?” When the other shook his head, he let out a sigh of relief. He was more contented that the shorter boy was now open for him again. “Hyung, I heard about your deal with your friends. I mean the tutoring sessions.” “What about it?” “I don’t think I would like it when you’re working so hard to the point of abusing yourself.”

The shorter boy softly chuckled. “I’ll be fine.” “Yes, you would, at the start. You’ll get tired soon.” “Trust me, Jongin. Everything will be fine. I can take care of myself.” “It’s not enough.” “Why are you contradicting? You told me not to be pessimistic.” “I care about you, hyung.” “Then you should understand I need this job because I need money.” “That’s why I’m going to work here for you!” He sighed, holding his boyfriend’s hand. “That’s the least I can do.” Kyungsoo was overwhelmed with what he heard and it actually came from his boyfriend. He can’t stop the tears anymore and let himself rest against the younger’s chest while he cried silently. The feeling that someone really cares was too much for him and he never expected it would make him feel special even just for a while. His father’s sickness may have been a blessing in disguise that led him to meet someone named Kim Jongin, whom he never thought would make a great impact in his life. It could be fate or destiny but neither mattered to him anymore. He had Jongin, who is willing to change for him, and he never found any reason for him to let go of that special person. Screw his imaginations about forced marriage and opposing parents, Kim Jongin is his. He would never find someone like him. “Jongin.” He muffled against the younger’s chest, the shirt was quite damp with his tears. “Yeah, hyung?” Jongin tightened his arms around the fragile body against him, afraid to let go. “You’re digging a deep hole of debt for me.” He softly chuckled, gripping on the younger’s sleeves. “You don’t mind, right? Because you’re my boyfriend?” The taller male laughed, messing his boyfriend’s hair. “I don’t mind at all.” He pulled away, wiping his tears away with his hands. “You don’t think I’m abusing your kindness?” “I never thought of that but now that you mentioned it, I think you’re abusing me.” He received a playful punch on the arm. “Thank you.” “Anything for you, babe.” “Babe.” The older muttered. “Isn’t that only for sexy girls?”

“Well, you’re sexy.” He winked sexily. “You’re like a girl too.” “One moment you’re sweet and caring and another moment you’re a pervert.” “Only for you, babe.” “Stop calling me that.” “Okay, fine.” He sighed in defeat. The older boy smiled, contented. “So what’s for dinner later, babe?” “Stop!”

Chapter 10 It was Jongin’s first day at the café as a waiter since he, himself, knew that he can’t even make a simple instant coffee nor make desserts and being a waiter was the least he could be. He wore the employee’s uniform of long-sleeved white polo shirt, black pants and a gray apron around his waist. Excitement filled his mood as he took the round tray that Kibum, another waiter, handed him. “We sure are going to get more customers here.” The other waiter commented after scanning the new one from head to toe. “Do well, Jongin.” “I sure will.” He answered back and the first table he found which needed assistance was where his boyfriend was seated with a friend. He slowly approached the table, hesitating to come closer, afraid that he would disturb the two from studying. “Can I take your empty cups now, sir?” Kyungsoo’s head snapped to the side from where the familiar voice came from and broke into a smile. His boyfriend just called him ‘sir’ and it was unexpected. “You look too stunning for a waiter.” He can’t deny that the boy looked good in everything he wore. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smiled back and pointed at the two empty cups in the table. “Can I?” “Sure.” Jongdae looked up from his paper to Jongin. “Man, you look good.” He said. “Anyway, two shots of iced espresso, please.” The tanned boy gathered the cups in his tray and gave a bow. “Two shots of iced espresso on the way, sir.” He winked at his boyfriend who chuckled in return before turning and walking away to the counter. “Two shots of iced espresso.” He told Taemin who was wiping the counter to remove the unnecessary droplets of water or coffee and a guy from the kitchen appeared to get the empty cups he brought. The blonde looked up at him with a sly smile. “I’m still wondering where the old Kim Jongin had gone to.” He chuckled and washed his hands before proceeding to the coffee maker. Jongin looked around once again and spotted a group of five students calling for a waiter’s attention and he was about to approach the group when he saw Kibum walking towards the same direction. “Hey, you look good, young man.” He looked back at the counter and found the narrow eyed man smiling at him. “Thanks, hyung.” “It’s busier here around 5 since most jobs end around that time. You’re going to have an hour of rush here so be careful not to trip on your way around here.” Jinki informed and took the medium sized cold drink from Taemin and handed it over to the tanned boy. “I will.” He smiled back and put the drink in his tray after getting a straw and a few pieces of tissue papers. Carefully making his steps towards his boyfriend’s table, he noticed he was quite confident with how he held the tray with one hand without trembling. Maybe I was born to be a waiter.

He placed the large cup of drink on the table. “Two shots of iced espresso.” “Thank you.” Jongdae said without looking up from his paper and just continued writing something in English. His boyfriend looked at him once again in amusement. “You’re doing pretty well.” “I told you I’ll learn fast.” He said with a smug look. Kyungsoo chuckled and gently pushed the tanned boy away. “Back to work, Jongin.” The hectic schedule came and gladly he went through it smoothly without problems, only that it was sort of crowded. He would take a glance at his boyfriend’s table from time to time. He approached a group of high school girls who asked for their bill. “Here’s your bill, ladies.” He smiled casually – a smile that can make girls swoon in an instant, according to Do Kyungsoo who glanced at him for a couple of seconds – and placed the bill on the table. “Oh my god, you’re handsome.” One girl asked, giggling. Jongin clearly knew where that conversation was going and just bowed in return. “I get that compliment a lot but still, thank you.” “Can I have your phone number?” “I’m sorry about that. It’s not like I’m not going to give you my phone number but honestly, I don’t memorize it and I don’t have my phone with me.” Honestly, he lied. One, he memorized his phone number, even his boyfriend’s. Two, he has his phone with him but it wasn’t obvious because the apron was doing a good job covering it. Two lies at once. The girl pouted as she slipped some bills inside the bill holder and handed it to the tanned boy. “Aw, too bad. But you can have my number, you can call–.” He interrupted the girl by pointing at his boyfriend’s table. “See that cute guy there? The one with the red and white checkered polo shirt?” “Yeah?” The girl nodded. “He’s cute, right?” It took the girl at most five seconds to observe the other boy from a distance who was busy reading something until the said boy looked at their direction with a smile. The heart shaped smile. “Yeah, he is cute. What’s his name?” “Do Kyungsoo.” Jongin proudly announced. “He’s my boyfriend.”

The girls were dumbfounded. How can such a handsome guy be in a relationship with such a cutie? Why does it seem like all good looking men are in relationship with the same gender? Can the world be meaner than that? “Anyway ladies, thank you for coming. Please come again.” He bowed slightly. “You’re welcome here anytime.”

“That was fucking evil!” The blonde commented when he heard the tanned boy’s story about the encounter with the ladies earlier. “But I admit it was pretty sweet and cool.” Jongin was now done changing back to his uniform and was just waiting for his boyfriend who was still in the restroom. “You should have seen their faces. It was hilarious but then I managed to keep my expression.” He was laughing on his own as he remembered the dumbed faces of the girls. Kibum approached the counter and gave Jongin a weird look. “Winteremelon and Coffee Jelly, please.” He addressed it to Taemin but his eyes were still stuck at the tanned boy. “What’s so funny?” Taemin snorted as he turned to get two plastic cups from the counter. “Something we can’t imagine, hyung.” “Okay.” Kibum smiled and noticed the doe eyed boy going out of the restroom. “Your boy’s here.” The tanned boy looked at the direction of the restroom and beamed at the sight. He bowed to everyone, including Minho, Jinki and Jonghyun who just in time came out from the kitchen to gather the things Kibum had collected. “Thank you for taking care of me on my first day! I’ll work harder starting tomorrow!” “Take care on the way home, kids.” The narrow eyed man said as the couple headed out the café after Kyungsoo thanked them for letting him stay there while waiting for Jongin. “See you tomorrow!” They watched the couple walk away and disappear from their sights. “Kyungsoo is still the same, only happier than he used to be.” Kibum commented. “I bet it’s because of that kid, Jongin.” Minho added and everyone agreed. “Kai, I mean, Jongin used to be so selfish and full of himself because of his wealth.” Taemin muttered, giving the waiter the cup he had finished preparing. “I was surprised he was willing to get a job here for Kyungsoo hyung.” Jonghyun, who had so little of information about what was happening just shrugged it off and went back to the kitchen. He spends most of his time alone in the room, cleaning the dishes so he had no idea of what was happening outside.

“Kyungsoo sure is a lucky fisherman, catching one, big, and gold fish.” Jinki said. Meanwhile, the couple was walking another block to where they had planned to park the car when the shorter boy remembered something. “Jongin, you were pointing at me earlier and I know I looked stupid smiling back for no reason.” “Ah, that.” The tanned boy replied. “I was just telling those girls that you’re my boyfriend.” “Why would you do that?” “One girl was asking for my number and when I lied that I don’t memorize it, she offered me her number so I made it clear that I am not single anymore before it could happen.” It was obvious that he was so proud of what he did. He could just let the whole world know at once that he’s in love with the short, doe eyed boy who was walking next to him. He would do it if possible. The shorter male didn’t know what else to say and just chuckled. In his mind was a person named Kim Jongin, a caring boyfriend he had never asked for and companion he’d never get tired of. He started thinking of how to repay his boyfriend’s kindness. What does he want? Kyungsoo knew it well that Jongin can have anything he wants and the fact made it more difficult for the shorter male to think of something else to give. “Hyung, where do you want to stay for tonight?” “My apartment?” He looked up at the tanned boy with a soft smile. “You’re the one who wanted me to stay at your place these past few days.” They arrived where the car was parked and for a difference, Jongin sat in the front seat next to Kyungsoo even though they were alone. “Don’t you like my place?” He asked as the car started. “I do and it’s obviously much comfortable than my apartment but I don’t want to waste my monthly rental fee if I don’t stay there.” “One more week, please, or until my parents come back. Stay with me.” The younger boy begged. There was no definite reason why he wanted his boyfriend to stay with him. One thing was for sure, he loved it when the shorter boy is around him and that he can talk, touch or kiss him anytime he wants. “Hyung.” “Okay, if that’s what you want.”

Kyungsoo was enjoying the hot shower to relieve himself from stress after Jongin stubbornly stopped him from studying for a while. The shower made him feel better, he realized, and maybe he should start listening to the younger boy. When he was done, he reached out to the towel and noticed that he had no clothes. He winced at how stupid he was to forget to bring another set of clothes when they dropped

by his apartment earlier. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he opened the door, letting the steam out and peered his head out. “Jongin?” The younger boy who was playing with his phone looked up to the person who called him. “Yeah?” “I forgot to bring my clothes.” He softly said, a hint of pink appeared on his face. “Can I… borrow some of yours?” Jongin grinned mischievously and rolled out of his bed and headed towards his closet. He opened a new set of boxers and took one, grabbed a pair of sweatpants that he thought was the smallest size and a sweatshirt that he had no choice of choosing because they were all on the same sizes. He can’t stop thinking how his boyfriend would look like in oversized clothes and started chuckling to himself. He knocked on the bathroom door and the shorter boy slightly opened it and took the set of borrowed clothes. It had been five minutes and the college boy still didn’t come out, making the younger wonder what had happened. He knocked on the door once again. “Hyung? Are you okay?” The door opened slowly and there appeared a shy Kyungsoo in an oversized sweatshirt, fingers barely came out of the sleeves and half of the collarbone visible enough with the left shoulder. The sight satisfied the younger’s curiosity and it was even more satisfying than he imagined. Kyungsoo cleared his throat, pulling the shirt up to cover his shoulder. “Guess who’s looking sexy tonight.” Jongin teased, earning a glare. “I think I’m going to get a boner.” The door was about to be shut again by an annoyed Kyungsoo but he saw it coming and stopped him. “Na-uh, you’re coming out, baby. You can’t sleep in the bathroom.” The shorter male blushed furiously, still trying to push the door close with a feminine grunt that almost sounded like a moan. “I love the sound of that.” Oh, how he loved teasing the other. The older boy gave up eventually and sighed. “You’ve been having hormonal problems recently. Are you aware?” “Yeah, so mind helping me to fix it? It’s been two weeks since the last time I got laid.” He stood in the doorway, both hands on each side of the door’s frame, making no way for the other to escape. Seeing the unguarded doe eyed boy was enjoyable, maybe he’s a sadist. Kyungsoo stepped back carefully, arms extended forward in a defensive manner. “I swear if you continue this I’m breaking up with you!” “Come on, hyung. You don’t mean that.” He snickered. “Then I’m not leaving this room!” The shorter boy sat down on the edge of the tub, crossing his arms on his chest and glaring at the younger. Watching the younger take a step in the room, he quickly stood up. “I’m warning you, Jongin!”

Another step. “Kim Jongin!” Step. “Please stop right there! Please, please, please!” “Calm down, hyung.” He finally said, feeling sorry for the scared boy. “I’m not going to do anything to you.” Taking his steps back carefully to the doorway, he smiled softly and spread his arms wide. “Free hugs!” “Crazy, weird Kim Jongin.” Kyungsoo muttered, not moving from his spot. “Come on, hyung.” When the other didn’t move, he added. “You come here or I go there.” Hesitating, the older boy slowly crossed the room, thinking that he had more chances of escaping if he approaches the taller male than letting himself be cornered in the bathroom. As he was nearing the doorway, he quickly pushed the tanned boy aside successfully and ran to the other side of the room, ignoring the yelp from the other. He smiled in victory but it didn’t last long and Jongin was already walking towards him with a sly smile. “Hyung wants to play, huh?” Once again he got his boyfriend cornered between him and the closed closet doors. “You denied my free hugs.” Kyungsoo gulped hard. “With you like this, I’d rather stay in my apartment.” “But you look so tempting right now.” He licked his lips slowly, making sure that the shorter male noticed his act. “As if you had sex with a guy before.” “Never.” Trapping the other between his arms, he leaned his lips closer to the boy’s ear. “You’d be the first, hyung.” He whispered and licked his earlobe, earning a gasp as the other flinched a bit. “Jongin.” The shorter whimpered softly, his voice sounded like he was about to cry. With his dominance, Jongin smiled to himself. He was still aware that he isn’t dominant in other aspects but at least in times like this, he was satisfied and having the older boy submit himself was a challenge. He likes it. He pulled away, cupping Kyungsoo’s face with one hand and gently crashed his lips against the older male’s soft ones. The kiss was returned in an instant, Kyungsoo’s arms wrapped around his neck. He felt the boy tip toeing and smiled through the kiss as he wrapped his arms around the small waist of his boyfriend.

The kiss was sweet with gentle lip sucking and biting but it wasn’t a sloppy one. “Thank you.” Kyungsoo said between the kisses. Jongin hummed in response. “For everything.” Jongin pulled away, lips still brushing against each other. “Anything for you.” “I don’t know how to repay you.” “You don’t have to.” “But…” “With you by my side is enough for me. That’s all I need.” He planted another soft kiss on the shorter male’s lips. Kyungsoo couldn’t help but chuckle at the words. “Geez, you’re so cheesy.” “Only for you.” The doe eyed boy moved back, pushing the taller male’s face away with his hand. “Suit yourself.” He chuckled. “I still have to study.”

“Kai, my son!” Baekhyun yelled as he entered their classroom with a small box in hand, earning a lot of attention from their classmates for a few seconds. He directly went to the tanned boy’s seat, placing the box on top of the desk. “This is from me and Yeollie for your official one week in a relationship with our Kyungie hyung.” Jongin stared at the rectangular box. “A present?” The diva nodded, folding his arms on his chest. “Chanyeol and I had gone through a lot of begging to his sister just for that so I hope you’ll both use it wisely because it’s only due until tomorrow at lunch!” “Food?” “What food can fit in there? You’re such an idiot! Just open it and when if you won’t use it I’ll fucking kill you or your Kyungsoo hyung! I don’t need my begging to end up to nothing! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!” The boy furiously nodded and opened the box, his eyes almost popping out of its sockets. He picked up a card. “Are you fucking kidding me? A hotel room? A fucking hotel room?” “Yes, bitch! An expensive hotel suite for married couples, you know.” Baekhyun flipped his hair and gasped. “Gosh, I almost forgot to retouch my eyeliner.” He turned away and left for the restroom. Sehun appeared out of nowhere and sat down next to him. “What’s that?”

“Something from Baekhyun.” He placed the card back on the box and kept it inside his box with a sigh. “It looks like a hotel room key card.” “It fucking is.” He started imagining how the older boy would react if he tells him about it. It’s not like they’re going to have sex though he would be glad if they do. Everything would be safe and fine as long as he won’t mention anything sexual or any word that will trigger the thought. He can’t put what Baekhyun and Chanyeol had made effort into either. Baekhyun’s wrath was worse than his male monthly period so wasting it for nothing wasn’t a choice. The diva will punch the daylight out of him if that happens. “Don’t tell me you haven’t been laid by Kyungsoo hyung yet.” Sehun said, snapping the tanned boy back to reality. Jongin sighed and frustratingly hit his forehead on his desk. “Still a long way to run. He’s not an easy catch.” “You’re sexually frustrated now?” “I don’t know. Maybe?” He whined painfully. “My imaginations are getting into me more frequently these days. I had never thought as much as this before.” “Then it’s pretty obvious Baekhyun hyung is helping you for your progress.” “It won’t work. I have tried a few times already and I can’t even get to the point of dirty talking.” He raised his head to look at the younger, earning a laugh from the visible red spot on his forehead. He didn’t really mind. “He gets scared.” “Good luck with that.”

“Do you like our gift, Kai?” Chanyeol asked as they all gathered at their lunch table and the tanned boy quietly nodded. “You don’t seem happy about it.” Sehun snickered. “He’s sexually frustrated.” “Then it’s a good chance of getting laid tonight!” Chanyeol said a little too loudly that the students from the other table glanced at them with weird looks. “The hotel has everything you need. Clothes, food, a pool, a bar, and even everything you need for you bed game. Lubes, condoms, vibrators, dildos and many more!” Jongin slammed his chopsticks in the table. “I can’t even lure him near to it! I can’t even go lower than here!” He ran his hand over his chest.

Yifan added to fire that the others started and thought it was the only way to motivate the tanned boy. “Look here, man, among us you’re the only one who haven’t fucked your boyfriend yet. Don’t you think you’re a little too behind us?” “That’s it!” He slammed his palm on the table hard enough to make the plates and canned drinks, even his chopsticks, jump a few centimeters from the table’s surface. He just can’t take it anymore. “I’m getting laid tonight!” No matter what it takes!

Chapter 11 He needs a plan. An indestructible plan to make his boyfriend submissive the moment they step in the suite. The problem was he doesn’t know how to make Do Kyungsoo find things sexy and instead, he sees everything erotic as scary. Maybe Jongin could just start ravishing him the second he closes the door, pinning him against a wall with both hands held on the sides and oh, maybe handcuffs would come in handy. But wouldn’t that considered as rape when the other opposes the action? “Kai!” I don’t want to go to jail! “Kim Kai!” A hard smack on the head snapped him out of his trance and looked at the culprit, Sehun. “What?” “Your phone. It had been vibrating for like a couple of minutes already.” The other pointed out. He just then noticed his phone vibrating in his pocket and the buzzing sound was actually too loud for everyone around their table to hear. He picked his phone up, expecting a set of unread messages but he was just more surprised to see an incoming call from his boyfriend. It was the first time one of them had made a call while in school. Something must be urgent. He looked up to his friends who stared back at him with weird looks, more like anticipating something to happen. He ran out of the cafeteria and hesitantly answered the call. “Hyung?” “Are you busy? I’m sorry if I have interrupted something. I just realized that maybe you were doing something important…” “No, hyung. I was just having lunch and I didn’t notice my phone vibrating.” He sighed, leaning on his side against the wall. “Why did you call?” “Um, I just remembered something.” There was a pause and the younger waited patiently for him to continue. “Happy official one week, Jonginnie!” His heart almost dropped from hearing his name cooed from the other line. He can imagine the other boy smiling with his heart shaped lips. He sighed once again, realizing that something in him really fell down seconds ago. His lusty desires for the other boy. How can he possibly just fuck an innocent college boy out of uncontrollable lust? “Is anything wrong?” The voice came again, but the excitement faded away. “N-Nothing, hyung. Let’s celebrate later, yeah? Baekhyun and Chanyeol gave us a present for later.” “Really? Um, so, I guess we have to thank them for that.”

He gave out a nervous laugh and winced at the end. “Yeah, we should.” He could hear distant voices from the other line, assuming that there are people talking to his boyfriend. “Jonginnie.” The voice came after a few seconds. “I’ll see you later, okay? Finish your lunch! Take care.” “Same to you, hyung.” He smiled for a reason that the other male was clueless of what could happen. When the call ended, he stared at his phone’s screen and a stolen picture of a sleeping Kyungsoo appeared in the background. “No, no, no, no, no.” He winced at the imaginary pain from his conscience and started hitting his head against the wall. I am not getting laid tonight.

Taemin noticed the uneasy feeling that was bothering his friend who would space out from time to time every time the tanned boy would take a glance at the doe eyed boy in the corner of the café. “Hey, Kai.” He called the waiter’s attention to him, leaning his elbows and forearms against the counter. “What’s up?” “Huh? Nothing?” Jongin replied, playing with the hem of his apron. “I thought yesterday you said you’d be working harder starting today.” The boy looked up from his apron to the blonde boy. “I am working hard. There’s just a fewer amount of customers to attend their needs to right now.” It wasn’t like Taemin didn’t notice the number of customers at the moment but that wasn’t what he wanted to know. “What’s with you and Kyungsoo hyung?” His eyes darted towards the oblivious boy at the corner who was busy giving a friend a tutorial lesson. “What’s bugging you?” Jongin chuckled, a hint of frustration evident from his tone. “It’s just our first week… anniversary? Anniversary doesn’t sound to be the right word.” Looking at the same direction as his friend, He thought for a moment if he would tell the blonde boy about his problem. Anyway, he did. “My friends gave me, I mean us, Kyungsoo hyung and I, a present for tonight. A hotel room.” The last statement was all Taemin needed. “They want you to make such move on Kyungsoo hyung that bad?” The tanned boy shrugged his shoulders with a frown. “I don’t think they mean something bad. Maybe my sexual frustrations were just too obvious for them. But Kyungsoo hyung…” “Is not an easy guy.” The blonde finished the sentence. “It’s not really a problem, Kai. Kyungsoo hyung isn’t that really pure and innocent person most of us think, like he never watched porn or anything. I know or we know that because…” He glanced at the kitchen’s door before continuing, catching the tanned boy’s attention to look at him. He looked at the curious tanned boy and laughed, stating his next words nearly a whisper. “…Jonghyun hyung made us watch a porn movie one time when Kyungsoo hyung stayed over time.”

“What did he do?” Jongin moved a little closer to the blonde. “Nothing out of usual, commenting and sharing thoughts about it like anyone else.” “But he looks scared when I even just tease him.” It was Taemin’s turn to shrug his shoulders. “Maybe he has insecurities about sex or maybe bad experiences about it? Or almost about it?” They both turned their heads to the subject’s direction. “I don’t know. Maybe you should talk to him about it but don’t force him to.” His shift ended quickly since he spent most of it spacing out and thinking of endless possibilities on what could happen to them or their relationship. He swore to himself he would make their relationship work and he never expected it to be hard enough to maintain one, good relationship when someone like Kyungsoo is involved. He needs a lot of distractions from his sexual desires towards his partner or else everything will go upside down. Leaving the car in his house was a good idea, giving him more time to plan things carefully while they walked around the streets, looking for something that would catch their attention. “Hyung, let’s watch a movie.” He suggested as a movie theater came into view, dragging the shorter boy with their fingers tangled together. “Horror movie!” Without even waiting for the older boy’s reaction, he bought tickets immediately and went to the snack bar to buy food. Kyungsoo didn’t complain at all because his boyfriend insisted to pay for everything and he just smiled. “The last time we watched a horror movie you kept on spilling the popcorns on the floor.” “Because it was scary.” Jongin slightly pouted as they entered the dark room and the movie was just about to start. Taking the first row on the second level, both sat down in silence and the shorter male took the snacks away from him for the possibility of spilling them again. It was a good choice choosing a horror movie and it completely erased the younger’s worries away and were replaced by fear of what he was watching. Somewhere in the middle of the movie, Kyungsoo shivered due to the cool room temperature and he was mentally scolding himself for wearing such a thin piece of clothing. He wanted to go somewhere with a warmer temperature even for just a few minutes. He stood up and the younger immediately panicked, grabbing his wrist. “Where are you going?” “Rest room.” “Why? Don’t leave me he—ahh!” Jongin cried out from the scary sound effects of the film. “Hyung.” He whined. The older male chuckled at his sight, a fragile Kim Jongin begging him not to leave. “Two minutes, I’ll just get myself warmer. It’s cold here.”

The younger reached out for the other’s clothing to feel it and he frowned when he found it a really thin piece. He took his uniform’s outer clothing and handed it to the boy. “You can use that.” Kyungsoo quietly wore it and sat down again. He was about to grab his drink when his hand was suddenly wrapped in warmth. Jongin was holding his hand. “No!” The younger muttered, looking away from the large, horrifying images in front of him. He moved closer to his boyfriend and whined. “Hyung, make sure you let me sleep first before you do.” The doe eyed boy leaned closer and kissed his forehead. “I’ll take note of that.” He chuckled, tightening his grip on the younger’s hand. “Why did you choose to watch this when you’ll just get yourself scared?” “I don’t know.” He lied. “I like it when you comfort me.” Those words just came out automatically and he was surprised as well, earning another chuckle from the shorter male. “We should watch horror films often then.” “I can deal with that.” When the movie finished, they had dinner at a nearby Thai restaurant. As the night got deeper, nervousness slowly started to attack Jongin. He wished the time would stop or skip to the next day, avoiding the point where they had to stay at the suit that Baekhyun and Chanyeol reserved for them. Though he removed all his ill intentions for the other, he can’t help but think of what may happen later. “Where are we staying?” The question popped out as they made their way to their last destination for the night. That was the last question he wanted to hear that night and it came like karma for trying to avoid it. Jongin’s breath hitched and it didn’t go unnoticed by the other. “I told you about Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s present, right?” Kyungsoo nodded, feeling uneasy about something he doesn’t know. Something that Jongin didn’t want to tell him or to know. “They reserved a suite for us and they expect us to stay there tonight.” And do things you don’t want. It took the younger a lot of effort to smile casually so that the other won’t suspect anything. Noticing a visible awkwardness on the younger’s part, he can’t help but question as straightforward as he is. “They are expecting us to do more than just staying and sleeping there, am I right?” Dammit! The older boy is not dumb and the younger knew it. “You want to?” When the younger didn’t answer, he held the boy’s wrist and both came to a halt. “Do you?” Even if he wouldn’t receive an answer, he knew the answer and for the first time, he found that sex was something that the younger wanted and he thought maybe it could be an opportunity to thank the younger for everything. But doesn’t that look

like he was selling himself to someone as an act of payment for his debts? It doesn’t sound so right but if it would make the younger happy, maybe he could consider it. “No, I don’t want it.” Kyungsoo looked at him in disbelief as there was something in the younger’s eyes that tell the opposite. There were worries and pain as well. “Don’t lie, Jongin. Teasing me a lot lately says it all.” “I don’t want it.” “I can see it, Jongin.” “Then why did you even ask? You knew all along!” Jongin raised his voice and it didn’t really bother him that it took the shorter male by surprise, letting go of his wrist. The shorter male looked at him with even wider eyes. It was the side of Jongin he had never seen before. “I know you’re not ready so don’t push me to do things carelessly!” He almost yelled, anger piling up and overlapping his emotions for some unknown reasons. “You acted like you’re scared of it and now you’re asking me if I want it. Why? Are you willing to do it? Huh, hyung?” It was almost 10 in the evening and Kyungsoo was thankful there weren’t much people around to see them in that state. He looked down and bit his lip, struggling to keep his sobs and tears from coming out. A mad Jongin scared him. If there was something that was stopping the poor boy from doing the act of sex, it wasn’t because he was scared of losing his virginity to his boyfriend and instead, it was the fear and thought of being left after Jongin had a taste of him. Kim Jongin was a player, or maybe not, but he had hooked up with countless of different girls and in the next morning, everything was back to normal like nothing had happened. Like he had never slept with a stranger and just moved on with his life. He never even remembered one name from any of those girls he had. And Kyungsoo was scared of that. He was scared that the next day when he wakes up, there would be no Kim Jongin whom cares for him, who made him laugh, who kissed him and loved him. He wasn’t even sure if that thing called love was even involved. They had spent a very short time to actually call it love. “I’m sorry, hyung. I didn’t really mean it.” Jongin softly said, wrapping his arms around the trembling figure and kept whispering apologies until the boy in his arms finally let out soft sobs. They stayed like that for a while until the younger male decided to call a cab. Having an unusually quiet Kyungsoo didn’t help at all. He had never heard a word from the boy since he yelled at him and guilt pooled down in his stomach that he wanted to cry as well.

Ten minutes later they arrived outside the suite and Jongin hesitated to make a move as he glanced at the still quiet Kyungsoo next to him. He felt a tug on his sleeve but the shorter male wasn’t looking at him. “Are we going in?” “Yeah.” He swiped the card in the scanner and opened the door, placing the said card on the card holder and the dark room came to life. He let his boyfriend in and he trailed behind, quietly closing the door behind him and what happened next was too fast for his comprehension. The next thing he knew was that he was leaning against the door and a short, doe eyed boy was furiously ravishing his mouth. It took him a good five seconds to realize what was happening but he only needed another second to vanish from reality. There’s no stopping now. His hands found their ways to his partner’s first two buttons while their lips still locked together for a sloppy kiss. He felt something wet on his neck and letting out a moan triggered his pride. There’s no way he would ever be dominated. He harshly pushed the smaller figure as he turned their positions the other way around. Kyungsoo grunted at the sudden hard contact with the door, giving a chance for the younger boy to slip his tongue swiftly between his lips. Tongues fought for dominance and the taller male was pressed against him, making it hard for him to breathe. There was nothing gentle about this. The older male’s hands made its way to unbuckle the other’s belt unsuccessfully only to have both wrists pinned against the door by the dominant but younger male. “J-Jongin…” He managed to mutter between breathless, sloppy kisses. “Can’t…breathe.” Jongin pulled the shorter male with him, lips still attached and they stumbled their way to the nearest couch. With the older male panting beneath him, his lips started attacking the white, tempting, soft skin on the neck, satisfied of the gasps and moans that the other was making. They sounded like music to his ears like the usual. His hand trailed down the shorter male’s chest down to the navel and slowly even going lower. He haven’t reached the most sensitive part yet and the other was already whimpering for more. Just when he thought everything was going his way, the doorbell buzzed loudly. “Room Service!” “Fuck!” Jongin groaned and snapped his head towards the door. The doorbell buzzed once again and he had no choice. He glanced down at the person below him who was blushing furiously and not even looking at him. Embarrassed Kyungsoo hyung, so cute. He got up while wiping his wet lips with his sleeves and headed to the door, opening it slightly to see a woman in a uniform holding a box. “Something for you, sir.” The woman smiled and shoved the box closer to him.

He took the box, returning the smile and thanked the woman. After closing the door behind him, he read a note stuck on top of the box and it said that it came from Baekhyun and Chanyeol. Opening the top to take a look what was inside, all he could make out was yellow. “What’s that?” Kyungsoo was kneeling on the couch, his polo shirt was buttoned properly and there was still a faint hint of pink in his face. Jongin merely smiled to see his boyfriend at such an embarrassingly cute and adorable state. He walked closer to the couch and let the other open the box completely. A loud squeal escaped the older boy’s lips as he grabbed a piece of clothing from the box. “My god, Pororo pajamas! Jongin, look at this!” He grabbed another pair, only of a larger size. “This must be yours.” He shoved the larger pair to the younger’s arms as Jongin dropped the empty box. “I wonder how they knew we like Pororo.” “Everyone loves Pororo, Jongin.” Kyungsoo stood up from the couch, clutching on the set of pajamas. He froze in his spot, the view of the whole room and outside the large glass windows dawning into him. Beautifully carved furniture surrounded him with royally combined colors from curtains to walls and to carpets. He felt like a princess. “Where are we?” “You like it here?” He laughed at his boyfriend’s amused face. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” The pair of doe eyes didn’t leave the scenery before him. The city night lights. “I never thought I would live to see this but I’ll have all the time later.” He roamed around the place, looking for something. “We should take a shower now.” “Together?” The younger boy asked slyly, making the other stop and snap a glare towards him. “No, pervert!” His face started to heat up again. “You started it.” “I didn’t hear anything!” He retorted, finally opening a door that led to the bathroom. Embarrassed and annoyed hyung is two times more adorable.

Chapter 12 Jongin found the older boy standing next to the large window, staring outside like he did even before the younger went to take a shower. If he had to estimate how long the other was frozen in the same spot, it would have been more or less 20 minutes without talking. What amused the younger more was that his boyfriend looked like a kid in his Pororo pajamas. He was about to approach the shorter male when his phone noisily vibrated in the coffee table and even Kyungsoo looked back in an instant to check whose phone it was but went back to look outside when he realized it wasn’t his. Jongin picked his phone up and opened a message, checking the time as well. Nearly midnight. From Baekbitch ._. Do you like everything? The room? The pajamas? What are you doing now? Did you do it? Are you doing it now? Ohmygod! You have a lot to tell me tomorrow! See you soon, bitch! ;* The receiver merely groaned and threw his phone on the couch and walked towards his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around the shorter male’s waist from behind and leaning his chin against the narrow shoulder. “You really have a different sense of entertainment.” “I just don’t get to see this view often and it’s my first time to see it personally, not just on TV.” He pressed his fists against the glass window, afraid to leave marks that could lead to him like fingerprints. He had seen a lot of crime movies and everything that’s in the room will serve as evidence, even just a random fingerprint. To be a suspect in a crime is one of the things he wouldn’t like to be. “It’s beautiful.” He muttered, scanning the night view before him. “Hyung, can I ask you something?” “Sure.” “What’s gotten into you earlier?” Kyungsoo doesn’t need to ask what the younger meant, he knows it and he had seen the question coming when he thought about it in the shower. “I don’t know.” He honestly said. “I just did and the buzzer just snapped me out of it. That was… embarrassing.” “Maybe it’s not yet the right time?” He slightly turned his head to take a glimpse of the younger’s face. “So you, having sex with girls meant it had always been on the right time?” Jongin nuzzled closer to the shorter male’s neck, giving the other butterfly kisses. “Not like that. It was just plain sex.” “What were we about to do earlier then?”

“I’m not sure.” He muttered. “Maybe something much more than just that.” Jongin traced the white skin on the older boy’s neck with his tongue, trying to locate one of the sweetest spots that would make the other a moaning mess. When a sharp gasp escaped from the other, he satisfyingly smiled at himself, feeling the shorter male clutch on the hem of his upper clothing. He started sucking the spot gently, warning the older of his intentions to go even further, which Kyungsoo willingly tilted his head to grant the younger more access. “Do you like it?” He asked, pulling away slightly and waited for a response. “Eung.” Came the response. With Kyungsoo’s eyes closed, he let the pleasure slowly take over his senses as the younger lips kept doing its job on his neck. Everything came slow, even his blood slowly rushing south and as seconds ticked by, his body needed more. “Touch me, please.” Those three words turned the younger on. He never knew a begging Kyungsoo would send his own blood rush down south in an instant. Moving his hands under the shorter male’s buttoned clothing made him realize how soft the skin felt against his fingers. The older male’s breath hitched the second Jongin’s warm hands came in contact with his skin. He can’t stop wondering how he could have pleasure from two things at the same time, from the younger’s lips on his neck and hands caressing him which found their way to his sides. And another thing surprised him, something poking him behind and it wasn’t even that hard yet. “Umm…” Before he could even start his sentence, he found himself turned around and his lips were met by another pair of hungry ones. “Ah!” A short yelp came out as a gasp when the younger pressed their bodies closer and a half erection poked him just below his navel. There was something else within Jongin through the kiss and the older thought it tasted more than just lust. What is it? Jongin’s hands moved down to his boyfriend’s full buttocks that were bigger and more satisfying to his liking, groping each butt cheeks, earning a sexy moan from the older boy. Smaller hands ran down past his chest down to his navel and stopped just above his hip bones. “Don’t stop.” He demanded between the sloppy kiss as he pulled away for a while and a visible thin string of saliva connected their lips. “Don’t sto—!” BUZZ! BUZZ! “Room Service!” “Don’t stop!” The younger said, ignoring the unnecessary sounds in the background and just continued to kiss the other male. BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ! Kyungsoo pulled away, muttering something that sounded like a curse but the younger wasn’t really sure. “Please remind me never to have sex in a hotel or any place with room service.” He wiped his lips with his sleeve and fixed his clothes on the way to the door. The statement made the younger chuckle. Pissed off hyung is a turn on. Oh god, my unfinished erection.

The doe eyed boy opened the door and was welcomed by a mouth-watering sight. Food. He smiled at sight and let the young man push the cart inside the room and waited at the door for the stranger to leave. Closing the door gently, he was excited and ran over to the cart of treats at the center of the living room. Jongin picked up a sticky note from the side of the cart and read what was written. “You lovelies might be hungry after all, here are some treats to fill your empty stomachs. XOXO, Baekhyun and Chanyeol. P.S. Kai, don’t get too rough on the second round.” He regret saying the last part out loud, earning a chuckle from the older boy and a slight blush on his face. Baekhyun and his wonderful talent on event planning, having the room service ruin the almost-best moments of my life. “This makes me think of preparing a five-paged speech for them. This is too much though.” Kyungsoo said with a smile, scanning the different types of expensive-looking foods before him. Kyungsoo hyung and his instant change in mood.

The tanned boy almost didn’t make it on his first class. Maybe leaving his car in his house wasn’t really a good idea after all. They woke up late and had to wait at the bus stop and he still had to change his clothes and only if he didn’t initiate their make-out session in the car, he could have made it to class safely. It was partially his fault. His friends were giving him those smiles when they had an idea of what had happened; only that it wasn’t completely like what they thought. The couple wasn’t even half way there. After their second class, they all gathered around the tanned boy’s desks while their classmates went out to buy snacks. Having snacks wasn’t an option for the moment, Jongin’s story was mandatory. “SPILL IT!” Baekhyun slammed a notebook on the boy’s desk in excitement. “You and your hideous planned room services ruined it all!” He grabbed the diva’s shoulders and shook the subject violently, letting out all his frustrations. Chanyeol quickly grabbed his boyfriend from the frustrated male’s grip. “You ungrateful young man! Is that how you thank your father?” Jongin hit his forehead against his desk and groaned at the pain. He’s an idiot. Luhan tapped the poor boy’s back. “But we’re still sure something happened.” “Yeah, not to the point of having to our crotches together or even just through my hand. Fuck that room service.” The diva looked at his giant boyfriend with a frown. “Yeol, I thought we did a pretty good job.”

The tanned boy raised his head with a smile. “You did, Baek. Maybe we just did it at the wrong time.” He meant it and he was grateful that someone bothered to plan something for them when he didn’t ask for it. “It at least made me realize that he was willing as well, though there’s still something that kept him from fully submitting himself to me.” “I knew I did well with Yeol!” Baekhyun cheered. “But you were almost late this morning.” Jongin smiled dreamily, “Woke up late and something else.” He sighed. “And Kyungsoo hyung scolded me and my raging hormones.” “Can we go eat now?” Yifan asked, totally uninterested about the younger’s hormones.

“Kyungie!” Minseok sang as he approached the doe eyed boy’s seat. “I need your help with my Biology home work.” Kyungsoo looked up from his copied notes to a chubby cheeked boy in front of him. “What kind of homework?” “It’s actually a library work and since you’re good with finding stuffs in the library, you’re the best person I can think to help me.” He grinned, hands clasped together. “Sure, after lunch?” “Yay! I’ll treat you lunch, Kyungie so we would eat somewhere else.” “Outside the campus?” Minseok nodded. “I’ll wait outside the main building!” He ran out of the room just in time the bell rang for his own, separate class. Lunch came after a couple of hours and Kyungsoo scurried among the crowded hallway to the main building where his friend was waiting. They ate at a restaurant near the public library and they still had an hour and a half to do Minseok’s library work. Kyungsoo watched his friend heading towards the History section on the second floor with disbelief. “Aren’t we supposed to be searching in the Biology section?” Minseok looked back at him, surprised at his self. “Good point, Kyungie. I just realized that’s why I mess up a lot on libraries. I don’t go to where I am supposed to go.” The doe eyed boy mentally facepalmed himself.

They both went downstairs to the first level where they were supposed to be five minutes ago. “What are we looking for?” Kyungsoo asked as they passed by the first row of shelves in the Biology section. “Anything about RNA Regulation.” “I’m not even sure what that is all about.” He muttered, turning to check on the second row. The easiest thing to do was pick up books with RNAs on the titles. He glanced at his friend who passed by several more rows before turning and fixed his eyes on the books in front of him. He got three books on the same row and looked for Minseok between the shelves as he headed to the tables but failed to notice the other. “Oh.” Minseok was already seated on the nearest table with two books. “Here, I’ll just look for more.” He placed the books down quietly and continued his search in the third row of shelves. “RNA, RNA, RNA…” He muttered repeatedly, trying not to forget what he was looking for. “Hey, sexy.” A disturbingly familiar voice whispered near his ear, feeling the warm breath against his skin that sent shivers down his spine. “Oh, shit!” He flinched as he turned, hitting his back against the shelf and both hands on his chest from shock. “Jongin!” He relaxed a bit when he realized it was only his boyfriend playing with him. Jongin looked at him, amused. “Wow, hyung, you could actually say shit.” “You scared me.” He whined, playfully punching his boyfriend’s toned arm. “I can curse on unexpected events, silly. What are you doing here?” “I should ask the same thing.” “Minseok asked me to help him with his Biology work.” “Ah, well, in my case Baekhyun and Chanyeol wanted to skip school the whole afternoon so they dragged us all here.” Glaring, Kyungsoo pointed a finger to the taller. “Don’t tell me you’re skipping class as well.” The younger smiled slyly. “I will if you let me.” So it depends on me. “Then start heading back to school, genius.” “I still have an hour, hyung. Let’s get a room.” The shorter boy looked at him in disbelief. “I’m here to help my friend, Jongin.” He turned his back to the younger male and continued searching for books. “Reproductive organs?” He teased, running a finger down the shorter male’s spine.

Annoyed, Kyungsoo grabbed the nearest book his hand could grab and turned around, hitting the other boy’s thighs with a loud but thick slapping sound. After all, it was hardbound. The younger gasped at the unexpected attack and froze. “Tease me one more time and this book will smack your hormones dead.” Jongin nodded furiously, heart almost dropping in fear that the hardbound book almost hit his crotch. He gulped loudly and moved a step back away from the shorter figure. Never tease Do Kyungsoo in public, he mentally noted. He watched the older boy return the book that Kyungsoo used to hit him and pick out another couple of books. He silently trailed behind his boyfriend to the tables, keeping an arm length distance just in case something happens and at least he had a good headstart and he’s hungry. “Hyung, have you eaten lunch already?” “I have.” Kyungsoo looked back worriedly at the thought that the younger must be hungry. “Have you?” The tanned boy shyly shook his head as he glanced at his boyfriend’s friend. “I’ll just ask Sehun, wait, he’s busy with Luhan, maybe Kris, wait no he’s with Tao, but neither Baekhyun and Chanyeol can... uh… I guess I’ll just eat alone?” He slightly pouted and wished that Kyungsoo would accompany him. He had never eaten anything alone in public because he thinks everyone would stare at him. Minseok looked up and smiled. “It’s okay, Kyungie, I have what I need now. Thank you for your help, though. You can go with Jongin now.” The doe eyed boy nodded. “Just give me a call when you need more help.” The younger boy mentally celebrated and bowed at Minseok, dragging his boyfriend out of the library. “Where are your friends?” The older boy asked as they got out of the building and the other just shrugged in respond. “So, where are you going to eat?” “Fast food? I’m really hungry now.” “Suit yourself. I’ll just accompany you.”

“Chocolate!” Kyungsoo exclaimed when the younger asked him what ice cream flavor he would like to have. He pointed at the certain flavor inside the glass. “Chocolate and vanilla, please.” Jongin told the ice cream seller with a smile he can’t stop to hide from his boyfriend’s excitement. When they got their ice creams, both sat on the seats next to the glass window. Watching how the older boy would lick the ice cream, he can’t help his perverted thoughts come to life and a little teasing might be fun. There’s nothing for Kyungsoo to use to hit him with anyway. “Hyung, that’s me.” He pointed at the chocolate ice cream.

“How come?” The shorter boy asked, licking his ice cream. “Because of my skin color and this is you.” He raised his vanilla ice cream. “Because your skin is as soft and white like this.” He slowly licked his ice cream in an erotic way, earning a disgusted look from the other. “Yummy.” The shorter boy looked at his chocolate ice cream and shifted his eyes to his uncontrollably and excessively naughty boyfriend. Now he can’t see his favorite ice cream flavor the same as he innocently did before. Curse you, Kim Jongin! He hesitated to lick his ice cream but he needed to because it was melting and running down the cone. “How does it taste like?” The younger asked, teasingly licking his lips. He moved closer when the older boy motioned for him to do so and Kyungsoo did the same until the tip of their noses barely touched. He’s going to kiss me. “You’re getting out of hand, Jongin. Just because you almost had me last night you’re teasing me even more. Please behave, Jonginnie. Don’t make me mad.” The younger immediately regret what he just did and pursed his lips shut. His boyfriend can be horrifyingly scary at times. “Good.” Kyungsoo smiled and pulled away, licking his ice cream like nothing happened. The younger can almost define him as bipolar. Jongin pulled away after a few seconds and continued his ice cream in silence, but internally wailing to himself, wondering why the older boy have so much control on him. He’s taller, richer and manlier; he should be the dominant one. He’s also tan and that makes him dominant as well, at least he tried to think so. It hurts his pride to think that Kyungsoo has more potential to be the dominant one in their relationship for reasons he doesn’t even know. Is it because he's older and smarter? Even for that sane and reasonable reason, he just can’t accept the fact that Kyungsoo could dominate him and there was no way he’s letting the older boy top him when they have sex. Never. “Kai Oppa!” Both heads snapped to the side to a girl that looked younger than Jongin, wearing thick make up and blazing red lipstick that almost made Kyungsoo assume that she was a prostitute, only if she wasn’t wearing a school uniform. “I never expected to see you here with a friend!” She glanced at the shorter boy and back to the tanned, gorgeous boy. “You told me you’d call me but you never did. I waited for two weeks!” She overly pouted her lips while showing off her false eyelashes. Jongin wasn’t even sure if he met that certain girl before, approximately two weeks ago and if it wasn’t for the information, he would think that girl had mistaken him for someone else. Was she possibly the

last girl he had sex with? “I…” He glanced at his boyfriend who was eyeing the girl with sharp stares. “…lost your number?” “Oh.” She shamelessly scooted next to Jongin and took her phone out. “Then give me your phone number instead and I’ll call you!” Girls these days are desperate like hungry mice. Kyungsoo thought, trying to ignore how the two bodies in front of him stick together. He needs a way to get out of that place now. He glanced at his watch, which Jongin gave him, and he still have at least half an hour left before his Music Theory class but still an acceptable reason to get the hell out of there, where his boyfriend and an unknown bitch sticking to him, whom he assumed to be the last person Jongin got laid with. “My, I’m sorry, I should go now. I don’t want to be late in class.” He stood up and gave the younger male an unreadable expression. “See you around, Jongin.” Before the younger could react, he was already out of the shop, throwing his half unfinished ice cream in the nearest garbage can. He thought the younger could catch up with him so he ran as fast as he could to the nearest bus stop and arrived just in time a bus came. Looking out the bus window when it almost reached the shop where he left, he saw Jongin running, probably looking for him, with a phone in hand. He knew the younger would call him and his phone immediately started vibrating in his pocket. Jongin was dumbfounded when his boyfriend bolted out the shop with an unreadable look he received and his name didn’t sound so good by the way the older said it. The girl kept on telling him things he didn’t understand it sounded so distant and he didn’t care. He tried asking the girl politely to get up and let him go but the girl was busy flirting with him when he suddenly snapped. “Let me out, bitch. I’m gay and my boyfriend just ran away because of you. Now get the fuck out of here!” The girl was surprised and immediately stood up. He left his ice cream wasted on the table and stood up, bumping against the girl’s shoulder and ran out but his boyfriend was nowhere to be found. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed Kyungsoo’s number. Five rings and the ringing stopped. “Hyung!” The number you have dialed is currently unattended. Please try you—. “Shit!”

Chapter 13 Jongin spent his last class worrying about his boyfriend, unanswered questions stuck in his wandering mind. Questions like where the older boy could be, or what he was doing or was he okay. Just when he actually needed his friends to comfort him, they all ditched their classes together, leaving him alone. He sighed in frustration after checking his phone for messages or missed calls when he knew his phone never vibrated for one. He felt upset at the older boy for leaving without letting him explain or defend himself. When the last bell finally echoed through the hallways, he got up and lazily dragged himself out of the room. He wasn’t even sure if his boyfriend was going to pick him up. “Thank god!” He muttered to himself when his car came into sight and Kyungsoo got out. Half of the heavy feelings he was carrying evaporated to thin air and he sprinted his way to the car, getting inside the front seat without waiting for the shorter male to open it for him. It had been quite a routine for him to sit next to the driver’s seat. Kyungsoo got in the driver’s seat quietly and fixed the seatbelt for the younger. The younger was confused of his feelings as he watched his boyfriend fixing the seatbelt, hair tickling his jaw. He felt a little upset, guilty and he felt like he missed the older boy a lot. “I’m sorry.” The shorter male said after the safety click from the seatbelt. “Blame it to the sickening feeling of watching you and your ugly slut so close together.” He leaned away but only pulled back closer by the younger, hungry lips crashing roughly against his. Both mentally thanking the tinted windows that gave them privacy. “Ah!” Kyungsoo hissed as he pulled away after the younger purposely bit his lower lip to bleed. “I missed you, hyung.” The tanned boy grinned innocently. It was his way of sweet revenge. The older male winced, tasting iron from his lip and glared at the younger. “That hurts.” He leaned back on his seat and fixed his own seatbelt before driving away. Kyungsoo’s words and acts get a little aggressive at certain events and the younger male found it entertaining. Nevertheless, he still liked the innocent side of his boyfriend. Watching the doe eyed boy wincing from the pain while driving, a part of him felt guilty and sorry but pleasure was more than both. He’s a sadist after all.

Taemin noticed the red slit on Kyungsoo’s lip and looked at the tanned boy with a knowing smile. “What did you do this time?” Jongin placed the empty cups on the counter for Jonghyun to pick up. A wicked smile appeared on his lips. “Just a little punishment.”

“You’re so evil.” The blonde muttered, moving closer. “Was that from last night?” The tanned boy shook his head. “No, it was just an hour ago and nothing really happened last night.” “Why?” “Room services cock blocking everything.” The blonde laughed a little loudly, earning Minho’s attention from the cashier. “Too bad.” The bell sounded at someone’s arrival at the store, catching both boys’ attention. “Taemin oppa, Jongin oppa.” “Soojung!” The boys chorused, confused how each other knew the little girl. Something came across the tanned boy’s mind, like a flashback. “Ah, this is the Taemin oppa you were talking about the other day.” He pointed at the blonde who gave him a confused look while the little girl nodded. “She mentioned you the other day and I have never really thought it was you.” He smiled sheepishly towards the other boy. “I’m sure you’re not the only one in this world named Taemin.” The kid shrugged at both of them and looked around. “Is Kyungsoo oppa here?” Jongin nodded, pointing at the corner. “Over there, but he’s not working here.” “Yeah, thanks.” Soojung replied, walking towards the doe eyed boy’s table. “Oppa!” Kyungsoo and Junmyeon both snapped their heads towards the young girl. “Soojung, who’s with you?” The doe eyed boy asked, looking around for familiar figures related to the kid but there was none. “Eonni is buying groceries and I just told her I’ll stay here for a while. It takes her at least an hour to shop.” She pouted, scooting next to Kyungsoo. Meanwhile the two other boys at the counter had their eyes glued to Kyungsoo’s table, watching and guessing what the girl could be telling the two older boys who were laughing like hell. The tanned boy sighed, not taking his eyes off his adorable boyfriend wearing a heart shaped smile. How he wished he could make the older male laugh like that. “Will you believe me if I tell you I actually felt jealous over that little girl?” Taemin snickered. “What the fuck? You? Jealous? Over a kid?” “They look so close.” “Well, they are. Soojung comes here when she has the chance and Kyungsoo hyung would entertain her while he works. Her visits became rare when Kyungsoo hyung quit the job and there was nothing I can do because I’m stuck here, behind the counter.” A group of middle aged women called for Jongin’s attention for the bill and the tanned boy patiently waited for Minho to give him the list. He looked back at his boyfriend’s table as he waited for the

women to give him back the holder. When the older boy glanced back at him by chance, which made him wonder if the boy checks out on him from time to time while he’s working, he bit his lower lip and sexily winked back that sent the shorter boy blush and look away in return. Teasing Do Kyungsoo is now one of the things that entertain him. “I saw what you did there.” Taemin teased when the tanned boy came back with the payment, handing it to Minho. Jongin chuckled. “He gets shy when I tease him.” But gets submissive when in action.

Stepping out of the restroom, Kyungsoo found his boyfriend, who was now in his school uniform, talking to a girl but he had to admit, she looked more acceptable and decent than the other slut he met earlier. However, that little green thing inside him called jealousy just won’t stop him from being insecure. Was it wrong for him to have such an attractive boyfriend? Why can’t he have him all for himself? Why do others have to get his attention? He grabbed his bag from his seat and walked over the counter and when he was an arm away from his boyfriend, Jongin pulled him gently to his side, arm resting around his waist. And the next words from the taller male’s mouth made him blush furiously and he had to look down to hide his face. “Here’s my lover that I was talking about. He’s cute, smart and he has a lot of secret admirers, but he’s mine.” He felt like exploding in happiness that his boyfriend was so proud of him, telling strangers about their relationship in public. He doesn’t really mind how cheesy it would sound but he was lucky to have Jongin by his side. “Oh.” The girl’s voice was full of disappointment with a hint of disgust. “I never thought you’re… with a boy.” “Really? Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to confuse you.” Sarcasm evident in his tone and it made Taemin, who was silently listening, let out a snicker. “So, see you around? My boyfriend needs his rest.” He smiled and saw the girl nod, taking the shorter boy with him out of the café. Kyungsoo couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend’s diabolic but sweet acts. He looked up to see the younger male grinning. “Seriously?” “Admit it, hyung. You liked what I did.” He winked at the shorter male. “Stop flirting.” “You still like it.”

“No.” Jongin scoffed. “Liar.” “Now you’re calling me liar?” “Just admit it.” “Fine. Whatever, blah blah.” He stuck his tongue out to the taller male. “You want that in my mouth?” “Ugh!” He grunted. There seemed to be no way to stop his boyfriend’s naughtiness. “Don’t treat me like your sluts, Jongin.” “I have never been like this, hyung.” Kyungsoo made a face. “How do you expect me to believe that?” The younger male shrugged. “But you trust me, right?” “Trust you on what?” “That I only have my eyes on the most beautiful thing in my life, you.” Holding the urge to laugh, the older male looked away and walked ahead to the car. “You really don’t need to make it sound so cheesy.”

“Don’t pretend to not know, turn your head and look at me.” Jongin looked back on his bathroom door upon hearing his boyfriend sing in the shower. He walked towards it, leaning his ear against the door. “Don’t avoid my eyes, I definitely can’t give you up.” He started imagining things like Kyungsoo singing in the shower with his eyes closed. Water flowing down his naked body, hands roaming around with liquid soap and it would be much better if they are together inside. Kissing his boyfriend against the tiled wall and legs around his waist. So hot. Kyungsoo’s moan echoing in the room, his hand running down the shorter male’s slit… Ah, stop. He frowned and backed away from the door. “There’s time for everything, Jongin.” He looked down on his small bulge and sighed. “Be patient, little guy.” How can just simple thoughts make him hard?

By the time the older male came out of the bathroom, Jongin was just on the edge of his consciousness. The job at the café really affected him and he feels the tiredness creeping into him the moment he lays himself in bed. But the scent from the other boy slowly took his consciousness back. “Kyungsoo hyung.” His eyes were still closed but he felt the bed shift next to him and warmth embraced him seconds later. He wanted to talk about what happened that day but he was afraid it would just make the shorter male upset. But it’s worth a try. “About this lunch…” He trailed off, waiting for approval to continue and Kyungsoo hummed in response. “…I’m sorry.” “Why are you apologizing?” “I feel guilty having a slut talk to me when you were there.” He opened his eyes and the older male’s was leaning his head on his chest. “You didn’t do anything. I just overreacted.” He ran his fingers through the other boy’s hair in silence. He was amused that Kyungsoo admit that he had his own fault on the situation, unlike other people in movies he watched who would deny it and blame it to the other one. His boyfriend is different as he can proudly say. “I told you I didn’t like how it felt when I saw you two so close.” The shorter male looked up to meet the younger’s eyes with a smile. “I may sound selfish but I don’t like sharing my boyfriend to others, no matter what gender.” He chuckled and pulled the older closer for a chaste kiss, careful to avoid the bitten part he caused. “I’m not sharing you to anyone either, even Soojung.” “Silly, she’s just a kid.” “She still has your attention.” “Open your mind, Jongin. It’s not like I’m going to be her boyfriend.” “Your point, but I’m selfish too.” Kyungsoo leaned down to kiss his lips. “I know.”

“Friday!” Jongin cheered as he got out of his closet after wearing his uniform. “Hyung, let’s do something tonight. Like clubs or… wait, you don’t go to clubs.” He got carried away a little from his old routine that every Friday he plans on going somewhere with his friends to get laid. He noticed the older boy on the bed staring at his phone and pondering on something. “You have plans?”

Kyungsoo looked up with an apologetic smile. “I was planning to go home, I mean in Goyang.” He sighed. “I’ll just drop you at the club before I go and I don’t know how I am going to pick you up.” “No, hyung.” He snapped his fingers and smiled. “Can I go with you?” “In my house?” The tanned boy nodded with a hopeful smile. “Well, to meet my future in-laws and make a good impression to them.” The shorter boy chuckled. “You have met my father, Jongin, and what future in-laws are you talking about? We aren’t getting married.” The boy frowned at the last statement and Kyungsoo noticed. “Yet.” Jongin beamed and sat down next to his boyfriend. “I hope your parents won’t mind us dating.” “They won’t.” The shorter male assured with a smile. “But I’m not sure about your parents.” Here we go again. “I’ll still marry you.” The younger cooed and planted a soft kiss on the other’s cheek. Kyungsoo just shrugged it off. “Let’s go.” They drove to school and just like the day before, the younger didn’t leave the car without a make-out session and a nag about his hormones. The tanned boy’s mood seemed to glow as everyone noticed his brightness, even his gym teacher noticed and gave him two thumbs up as he passed by. He didn’t pay attention to his surroundings and his mind was set to one thing; meeting his boyfriend’s parents as future in-laws. “Dreamy Kai is here again.” Sehun muttered as he sat down next to the tanned boy. “I’m going to meet his parents!” Jongin playfully tapped his desk with his fingers, creating a beat. “What?” “I’m going to Kyungsoo hyung’s house in Goyang, meet his parents and ask for their blessings for marriage.” “What the fuck?” Sehun started questioning his friend’s sane level. “You’re not even in legal age yet.” “For future purposes.” He grinned, still tapping his desk. Sehun rolled his eyes with a groan and Baekhyun came into the scene. “Sup, bitches? Neon Club tonight, my treat. Who’s in?” “Pass!” Jongin quickly answered with the grin still plastered on his face, earning a questioning look from the diva. “I’m meeting Kyungsoo hyung’s parents tonight.”

“It’s the second hangout you declined already!” Baekhyun whined, flipping his hair. “Next time, bring Kyungie with you.” “I promise!”

Jongin stood behind the shorter male, waiting for the front door to open and for some unknown reasons he felt nervous. What if hyung’s parents are strict about him? What if they don’t like me for their son? What if I’m not good enough for their standard? What if they won’t agree with us dating because I’m still in high school? What if… The front door opened and revealed a woman looking a lot like Kyungsoo. “My Kyungsoo.” She pulled the shorter boy into a hug and noticed the foreign figure behind her son. She pulled away and smiled towards the stranger. “Who is this?” “I…uh…” The tanned boy was caught off guard and started having a cold sweat. “Kim Jongin.” He bowed wiping his sweaty palms on his pants. “He’s my boyfriend, eomma.” Kyungsoo said, holding the taller male’s still sweaty hands. “He’s appa’s employer too.” The woman nodded and let the boys in. “Welcome, Jongin. Please pardon our small house but make yourself feel at home.” Jongin looked around the house and it wasn’t as small as it looked like from the outside. It was neat like Kyungsoo’s apartment. Cleanliness runs in the family. “I don’t really mind, Mrs. Do.” The whole thing about the house was even better than he expected, it looks just like one of the houses average people have. Kyungsoo quickly took off his shoes and ran towards his parents’ bedroom to greet his father who was resting in bed. Jongin looked up and watched the shorter male run away and he felt a tap on his shoulder. “Call me eomma.” The tanned boy almost squirmed in happiness. He felt accepted to the family already. “Yes, eomma.” It felt strange but he was happy that he could call someone like that since he can’t even call his own mother with such a word. “Do you mind sharing a room with Kyungsoo?” She asked and helped the boy with his bag. He shook his head. “I don’t mind.” We sleep in one bed a lot, actually.

She led him to the dining room and served him a cup of tea. “Kyungsoo had mentioned the last time he visited us about his boyfriend but he never said about you as his father’s employer.” He just nodded and looked around but he can’t see his boyfriend anywhere. “Is he doing well in school?” “Yeah, uhm… he reviews his notes a lot before sleeping and he never skips classes. He also makes sure I don’t skip mine.” She sat down on the chair opposite of Jongin with interest visible in her eyes. “You have slept together?” “Huh?” He felt his face heating up but tried his best to look calm. “If you mean sleep as plainly as it is, yes, we quite share the same bed a lot. I sleep over his apartment and he sleeps over my house.” There was a hint of disappointment in the woman’s eyes and the boy knew she was expecting something more. “Tell me more about yourself, Jongin.” She smiled to make the boy feel comfortable. “Well, I’m still in high school and a senior though I’m still 17. I was accelerated a year in middle school. I liked to party a lot, but that was before I met Kyungsoo hyung.” He paused. “I don’t know what else to say.” “It’s okay.” She nodded. “Uh, eomma, I have something for you.” He reached out for his bag and took out an envelope from the pocket. He shyly handed the woman the envelope. “It’s my first paycheck and it has been only four days since I started working but they give out paychecks every Friday.” “Why, Jongin?” “I… want to help and that’s… the least I can do because I’m sure Kyungsoo hyung won’t accept anything from me if I didn’t work for it.” She placed the envelope down on the table. “Thank you, Jongin. You are one kind boy.” “Eomma!” Kyungsoo’s voice called out from the bedroom. “I’ll be back, Jongin.” She stood up and the tanned boy nodded, drinking his tea. She disappeared to the bedroom and Kyungsoo came out. “Hyung.” Jongin smiled as the shorter boy approached and sat next to him. “Are you okay?” The doe eyed boy nodded. “Did my mother tell you anything embarrassing about me?” “Not yet, but I’m expecting it soon.”

Kyungsoo chuckled, taking the younger’s cup and took a sip. “You’re going to meet appa tomorrow. He’s resting right now.” He looked up to meet the younger’s gaze. “Are you tired?” “Yeah. Maybe a kiss will work some magic.” He pouted and the shorter male met his lips halfway. “Did it work?” “More, please.” The shorter boy chuckled before meeting their lips together and after a few seconds, someone faked a cough in a distance, making the two pull away in an instant with flushed faces. “Eomma.” He whined, shooing his mother away with a hand gesture. “I’ll prepare the room for you, boys.” She giggled and entered another room, Kyungsoo’s room. “Well…” Jongin started. “…that was embarrassing.” Kyungsoo finished and both exchanged looks before laughing their hearts out.

Chapter 14 Facing the wall, Jongin’s eyes were staring blankly at the flat surface, faint light coming from the outside’s lamp post. He couldn’t sleep, not because he wasn’t comfortable in Kyungsoo’s bed, but because he was missing the warmth he had gotten used to that helps him sleep in peace. He rolled to the other side and looked down on the floor where his source of warmth was sleeping, observing his boyfriend’s stable breathing. Though it wasn’t that cold in the room, he still needed the warmth from the older male. After a minute of self-debate whether to stay in the bed or not, he had finally decided to get out of bed and lie down on the mattress on the floor and tuck himself under the same blanket with his lover. The shorter male stirred in his sleep when Jongin pulled him closer, his back against the taller boy’s chest. After a few minutes, the younger drifted off to sleep. The sun rose up and Kyungsoo’s mother silently came to check on them, smiling to herself at the sight of the young couple cuddled on the mattress she had prepared last night, when she was sure his son was insisting to sleep on the mattress alone. She thought it was too early to wake the boys up so she left the door as quietly as possible and prepared breakfast. Kyungsoo woke up half an hour later, finding himself wrapped in warmth. He was sure the younger haven’t slept until he came down and lay next to him though he didn’t exactly know when. He carefully released himself from the younger’s arms and quietly made it out of his room to the kitchen. “Eomma.” His mother looked back at him with a smile. “How was your sleep?” He cleared his throat and rubbed his eyes with his hands. “Fine. As stubborn as Jongin always had been, I woke up next to him.” “Maybe he had gotten used sleeping next to you.” His mother continued cooking. “I don’t know. Wait, how did you know?” “He told me.” “Oh. It’s not weird, right?” “I saw you two kissing which is more intimate than just sleeping so there’s nothing wrong with that.” She can tell his son was blushing. “Tell me what made you like that boy.” “Eomma.” He whined, turning around. “I don’t want to talk about that.” Jongin’s senses slowly came to him and smiled when a familiar scent invaded his nostrils, the baby powder scent he loved. His lover’s scent. When he opened his eyes, he was alone, smile fading from his lips. Feeling the space next to him, the coolness of the cloth indicated that the older boy had been long gone by his side.

The door creaked open and the younger male looked up to see Kyungsoo in a set of casual clothes, hair still dripping wet under a white towel. “What time is it?” Jongin asked, his voice still heavy and croaky. “Just barely 9.” The doe eyed boy answered, throwing the towel to the younger’s face. “Get up, sleepy head.” The younger groaned. “Alright.” He took the towel and threw it back to the shorter male. “Ten minutes.” He closed his eyes again and rolled to the side. “Two minutes. I’m going to the supermarket and if you won’t come with me, I’ll go with Daehyun.” Unfamiliar names are signs of danger for Jongin and his ears perked up. “Who’s Daehyun?” He asked, looking back at the shorter male with a frown. “Just the handsome boy next door who was kind enough to offer me a ride to the supermarket.” Kyungsoo grinned innocently, knowing how the younger male would respond. “We were schoolmates during elementary and he’s pretty popular back then because like I said, he’s handsome—!” “Okay, I’m up!” Jongin shot up from the mattress, full of unknown motivation. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I don’t accompany you to the supermarket?” “A lazy one.” Too straightforward, hyung. He grabbed the towel from the shorter male and huffed. “But still hot as…” Kyungsoo smiled for having the younger’s full attention, and mouthed the last word. “…fuck.” “The best compliment I have received from you, so far.” Even just a little bit of his boyfriend’s naughtiness didn’t stop the younger to pull the shorter figure inside the room and close the door. He leaned closer for a kiss but a hand covered his mouth. All he could do was whine. “First, take a bath. Second, eat breakfast and third, brush your teeth. Fourth, go to the supermarket with me and you’ll get your reward. Am I clear, Jonginnie?” Jongin could just nod. The Jonginnie thing does it all.

Kyungsoo started to regret that he brought the tanned boy with him at the supermarket. His eyes followed the tanned figure hopping from one shelf to another like a kid who got in a supermarket for the first time. He gave up calling the boy’s attention for a while already, failing in each attempt. The said tanned figure came running back to the shorter male with a sachet of some candy. “Hyung! Hyung, does this really pop in your mouth?”

The doe eyed boy examined the candy and it was one of the popular candies for kids. It was a lollipop with sweet powder that pops in the mouth. “You haven’t tried that?” “No. It’s my first time seeing this one.” He dropped it on the cart. “I want to try it.” He beamed and took the cart from the older boy. “Is there anything we still need?” “You were the only one I had been waiting for.” Kyungsoo pointed at the cashier and the other pushed the cart towards it. Before they head home, they dropped by a pharmacy to buy Kyungsoo’s father’s medicines. “Are you tired?” Kyungsoo asked, looking up at his boyfriend who had been carrying two plastic bags of groceries. “No, I’m fine.” The younger smiled, placing the bags on the floor as they waited for their ordered medicines. “Thank you, Jongin.” He whispered. The younger barely caught it but he was sure he heard right. Leaning closer to the shorter male, he asked, “For what?” “For everything.” He was smiling back but there was something else in his eyes, Jongin noticed. “I don’t know how to feel when eomma told me about your paycheck. You don’t really have to give it whole; it was your first paycheck after all.” “I don’t mind, hyung. I don’t need it anyway.” He held the shorter boy’s hand and assured him with a gentle grip. “It’s the least I can do for you.” The pharmacist came and handed them the medicine, giving them a smile as they thanked her. Kyungsoo kept the medicines in his bag, and picked up one of the grocery bags but Jongin snatched it away from him. “Jongin.” He already felt like he was abusing the other’s kindness. “I can carry one.” “I can carry both.” The other stubbornly said and the older boy just sighed. When they got home, they headed to the kitchen and placed the goods to its appropriate places and Jongin had the chance to have a taste of the candy he bought. “Hyung, how do I eat this?” He asked, opening the sachet as he leaned against the counter. “With the lollipop.” The shorter boy answered, collecting the utensils he needed to prepare lunch. “Dip it and put it in your mouth.” He heard the other snorted and he quickly looked back, a sly smile appeared on the younger’s lips. “Get rid of the dirty thoughts, Jongin.” He muttered before continuing his work. “It just sounds funny.” Tasting the lollipop first, he identified it as strawberry flavored besides the obvious color. Dipping it on the powder with tiny crystal-like sweets, he made sure it covered the whole lollipop before putting it in his mouth. The tiny crystals starts popping in his mouth and his eyes widened in amusement. He liked how it pops in his mouth, creating tiny popping sounds.

Kyungsoo looked back at him with a hopeful smile. “No, idiot! Don’t eat it like that!” He nagged when he saw the boy raise the whole sachet into his mouth, planning to pour the whole powdered substance. “It should go with the lollipop or it will be no fun at all!” Jongin looked at him with a pout. “Fine.” They heard footsteps coming closer and Kyungsoo’s father appeared and smiled at them. “Mr. Kim, you’re here.” He bowed slightly and he was surprised is employer came to visit him. The tanned boy panicked. He was sure that the man still didn’t know about his relationship with the older boy. “Mr. Do.” He bowed back, taking the lollipop off his mouth. “Uh… It’s been a while.” Kyungsoo’s mother appeared behind the man and she led him to an empty seat at the dining table. “Jongin is Kyungsoo’s boyfriend.” The man’s face became unreadable, making the young boys freeze as they waited for a response. He doesn’t like me. Oh, no, he’s going to disagree with our relationship! Suddenly the man broke into a smile. “I knew this kid’s nice though he doesn’t talk a lot in the car. I was actually wondering why my employer came to visit.” “I… I came with Kyungsoo hyung.” The tanned boy replied, still feeling a little uneasy in spite that he received a compliment. He glanced at his boyfriend who smiled back at him. At least the smile made him relax a bit. Kyungsoo’s mother motioned for Jongin to sit with them. “Take a seat, Jongin.” The boy nodded and took a seat in front of his future father-in-law with an awkward smile. Hesitantly putting the lollipop in his mouth, he watched the older couple in front of him for any sign that eating lollipop could be inappropriate but he did stick the candy when there wasn’t any offense coming. “It’s been a while, Mr. Kim.” Kyungsoo’s father said after he got comfortable in his seat. “Uh, please call me Jongin.” Or future son-in-law. The man chuckled with a nod. “When did this happen? I mean your relationship.” “Last week’s Wednesday?” His answer came out as an unsure question as he mentally calculated the exact day. “Look, yeobo.” Kyungsoo’s father looked at his wife. “Our Kyungsoo is grown up. It only seemed like yesterday when he cried over his Pororo shirt that we donated to the orphanage.” “Appa!” The doe eyed boy wailed, not looking back at the people in the room. “Please don’t embarrass me in front of Jongin, or at least not when I’m around.”

The tanned boy let out a chuckle. Kyungsoo’s mother was enjoying the moment as well, adding some more. It wouldn’t hurt their son anyway. “He was already in middle school when we decided to donate old clothes and it was obvious that his Pororo shirt was too small for him but he just won’t let go.” Kyungsoo let out a grunt. “I’m trying to concentrate here.” Jongin felt comfortable as the time passed by, with the parents mainly talking about their son’s embarrassing moments and even showing baby pictures of the doe eyed boy. He was told to call Kyungsoo’s father as appa rather than Mr. Do and he felt liked he belongs to the family already. He was too happy for everything. This was the kind of family he once wanted, where parents give him attention. It made him realize, no one’s life is perfect. He had everything he wanted, things he liked can be bought without minding the prices. He was wrong, love can’t be bought by money, like how he can’t bribe his boyfriend about staying in the apartment in exchange for some material things.

The young couple spent the rest of their afternoon at a local park nearby, only 5 minutes away from their house. Kids playing Frisbee, families having picnics, elders feeding ducks in the pond with their grandchildren and some kids playing on the playground but the couple just stayed in the bench, sitting side by side and exchanging random topics that cross their minds. There was silence between them and Jongin looked over to his boyfriend who was watching some kids playing tag at a distance. When the shorter boy looked back at him with a soft smile, he leaned closer but slowly, expecting the older male to stop him because of the so-called PDA that the older was uncomfortable with. But no interruption came and instead, Kyungsoo met his lips with a hand on the younger’s face. It was new. It was perfect. A chaste kiss was enough and Jongin chuckled. “Was that my reward?” “I didn’t think of it that way. What do you want?” There was something sparking inside him but he wasn’t sure of it. The way the younger’s lips moved seemed to entice him into something more.

Both sneaked in a hurry, but quietly, into Kyungsoo’s bedroom and closed the door behind them with a lock just to make sure they wouldn’t be walked in while doing something. Kyungsoo’s mother noticed their arrival from the kitchen but didn’t bother to look back and just welcomed the boys home. Jongin didn’t waste time after closing the curtains and threw his boyfriend helplessly into the bed with a grunt.

He straddled the older boy’s waist, leaning to capture those swollen plump lips he abused minutes earlier on the way home. The older male felt weird that he didn’t have the urge to refuse and in fact, he was the one who suggested on doing it. Was it a mutual feeling? He thought. It was the moment when their eyes met when he felt it, the need to let Jongin take him. On the other hand, the younger could never reject the submission. He held back for too long and he wanted to release what he had been keeping. His hands trailed down the shorter boy’s clothed body as their lips still locked together. “Hyung, you know we can't be noisy here, right?” He whispered against the other’s lips. “I am aware.” Kyungsoo replied, wrapping his arms around the younger’s neck, pulling him closer and slightly parting his lips which the younger gladly took the opportunity to slip his tongue in. A soft moan came out when the younger’s hand moved over his crotch. Jongin pulled away amused as he looked down at a blushing yet quite disappointed Kyungsoo. He unzipped the shorter male’s pants and pulled it off completely along with the boxers. He found it cute when Kyungsoo’s hands covered his exposed member, the pink tint on his face became even brighter. He spread the shorter boy’s legs apart as he knelt in between, running his fingers along the boy’s milky white thighs that earned him a soft whimper from the other. The older boy shivered, cursing the younger on how he teases him and his cock was getting harder as the other’s long fingers trailed closer to his hand-covered member. Looking at the smug look on the younger’s face, Kyungsoo was sure the younger was having fun while he struggles to hold every sound he wanted to make. The taller boy wrapped Kyungsoo’s legs around his waist and hovered over the shorter male with a mischievous smile. He just loved how the older boy looked like at the moment. Annoyed, frustrated and embarrassed at the same time. He wanted to hear the other moan his name out loud sooner but he knew very well that they were not in the right place to have it his way. Eyes locked together, the shorter male couldn’t help but ignore his naked lower region and pull Jongin by the shoulders for a kiss. It was a hungry kiss, sloppy and rough, and moans and gasps escaped their lips through the kiss. When the younger’s hand found its way to Kyungsoo’s cock, the older male quivered at the sudden touch, letting out a soft whimper. The younger pulled away from the kiss, lips barely touching and eyes still closed. His hand stopped moving in fear that he would make the other feel violated if he continued. “I’ll stop if you want.” Disappointment was almost visible in his voice as he whispered. Kyungsoo opened his eyes, feeling a pang of guilt when he heard the boy. But he wasn’t planning to stop. “It’s not like that.” He said, cupping the boy’s face with both hands and the younger opened his eyes to meet his. “I’m new to this, Jongin, but I want this.” There was a hint of happiness in the younger’s eyes but still, there was anxiousness. “Are you sure, hyung?”

He nodded. “But please, I’m begging you.” He paused, swallowing hard and hesitated. “Don’t…please don’t leave me after this.” The younger gave him a confused look. “I don’t want to be just like one of your one night stands, Jongin. I’m sorry it took me a while to submit myself. I don’t want you to leave after we…” Jongin interrupted him with a kiss. He never expected his past would affect his boyfriend and nevertheless, their relationship. He really did regret what he had done and if possible, he would just completely forget about it. “I won’t leave you, hyung. I promise.” The older boy wanted to cry but he can’t. Not when he’s half naked and his boyfriend hovering over him with a hand on his dick. But what could be sweeter than a boyfriend promising not to leave after their upcoming first sex? The younger chuckled, moving his hand to wrap his boyfriend’s cock in his hand, earning a surprised gasp with a soft “Shit!” from the older. “I like it when you curse, hyung.” “Fuck you.” The older mouthed teasingly. “Yes, please do. You’re welcome anytime.” He started pumping his hand along his boyfriend’s length, earning muffled moans as Kyungsoo covered his mouth with both to stop making noises or at least to keep it from making his moans louder. Kyungsoo threw his head back in pleasure, not sure if his cock was getting harder even more or Jongin’s grip was just tightening. Oh god. He felt himself being lifted and his back hit against the headboard of his bed and Jongin’s lips on his neck. He buried his face on the tanned male’s neck, a moan formed from his throat. It was new for Jongin as well. It was his first time to have someone else’s dick in his hand but had some ideas how to do it from Baekhyun. The diva had been sharing things to him, even way before he met Kyungsoo but the younger wasn’t interested back then. He wished he had listened very well. “F-Faster, please…” Jongin thought he could cum without being touched. His boyfriend’s moans and pleading words were enough to make his blood pool down south. He did as instructed, making the older boy make more muffled moans against his neck. There was no way he could reject the plead. He felt Kyungsoo’s grip on his shoulders getting tighter. He knew Kyungsoo was close, which isn’t surprising for a virgin. “J-Jong…in…” He kept sucking at a spot somewhere between the older male’s neck and shoulder. He felt the cock twitch in his hand and a couple more pumps, something wet and sticky draped on his hand together with his boyfriend’s muffled long and pleasured moan. He gave the older one last, gentle bite before pulling away. Kyungsoo whimpered as he leaned back on the wall with his eyes closed, panting heavily and mentally frowned at the absence of warmth from the other.

“Sweet.” He opened his eyes to the most unexpected sight of the moment, well, at least for Kyungsoo it was unexpected. “What the… Jongin!” He grabbed the younger’s hand with his cum. “What are you doing? Did you just lick your hand?” Jongin, on the other hand, looked back innocently. “It was sweet.” He remembered Baekhyun telling him that Chanyeol tasted sweet because the giant eats fruits a lot, so maybe Kyungsoo eats fruits as well. He received a disgusted look from the older boy. “Have you watched gay porn? Most of them even swallow it right from the cock.” He ignored the younger and grabbed some tissue paper from his bedside table, cleaning his cum off the younger’s hand. He was pushed down against the bed once he had done wiping the younger’s hand and his lips were attacked by the younger’s needy ones. The tanned boy found it addicting, the taste of his boyfriend’s lips and the insides even more. “Shall we conti—!” A knock from the door captured the boys’ attention. “Dinner’s ready. Be out in 5 minutes, boys.” “Yes, eomma!” Kyungsoo quickly replied, giving the younger an apologetic look. “Sorry.” The younger smiled back. “It’s okay, hyung. I had fun anyway.” This is much of a teaser. “Maybe we should do it slowly.” “I agree.” Kyungsoo gave him a peck on the lips before pushing him off the bed to grab his boxers and pants.

Chapter 15 I hate Mondays. Jongin cursed that day again after he woke up alone in his bed where he slept that night alone as well. Kyungsoo had insisted to stay in his apartment that night after he took care of the smart kid next door and reasoned out that he was tired to come over the Kim’s house. The tanned boy thought he should have stayed in his boyfriend’s apartment instead of going home first and the blame goes to his homework due the day after. It was only half past five in the morning when he was done with everything, from shower to wearing his uniform and he only had to go down and eat his breakfast. His ears caught the sound of a car stopping in front of their house and thought it was too early for Kyungsoo to come over. A few seconds later, a knock came in his door. “Your parents are home, Jongin.” His butler announced, knowing that he was already awake. “Your father wants to talk to you.” He wondered why his parents came home much earlier than they planned. They have at least four days more to call it a couple of weeks. He walked out his room and was greeted by his personal butler and was led downstairs to his father’s office, where his parents were waiting for him. “Jongin.” His father started when the door closed behind him, sitting on the swivel chair behind the desk. “Sit.” He commanded, pointing at a seat in front of the desk, across the seat where his mother was sitting. He obeyed quietly and leaned his forearm on the desk. “You’re back earlier than I expected.” “The meetings came smoothly.” His father stated, scanning a document page by page. “Do Kyungsoo.” His heart raced at the mention of his boyfriend’s name. Could they possibly know about us? “The new driver?” He managed to ask without cracking his voice. “Your boyfriend.” His father corrected with a sharp tone. “We heard from Mr. Lee and we want to talk to him in private. Bring him over when he arrives.” “Wait, what is this all about? What are you going to talk about?” “You are dismissed.” He huffed and left. He knows better than disobeying his father. Consequences may target Kyungsoo if he disobeys. It bothered him a lot that his parents wanted to see his boyfriend in private. What if they fire Kyungsoo hyung from the job? Darn.

Kyungsoo found himself dragged by the younger into the living room as soon as he stepped in the garage. “Jongin, calm down! I know you’re upset that I stayed in my apartment but you don’t really have to drag me here like a sack of potatoes!” “No, hyung. Uh… my parents…” Jongin trailed off nervously, placing his hands on the shorter male’s shoulders. “They want to talk to you in private. I’m scared, hyung. Uhm…if something happens, I’ll just be right outside the office.” He led the other to the office and stopped just right outside the door and Kyungsoo couldn’t speak either. By the nervousness that the younger was showing, the older boy knew it would be something serious and he wasn’t ready to meet the parents. “Hyung, no matter what happens, I’ll stay with you. I’ll run away with you somewhere they won’t find us.” His cold and sweaty hands cupped the older boy’s face as he kissed him. The doe eyed boy internally panicked but he had to keep his cool and keep the younger calm. “Jongin, please, stay calm. I’ll be fine.” He assured with a smile but deep inside he was about to explode. “We’ll be fine.” “Hyung, you don’t understand! We don’t know what will happen after this.” He swallowed hard and took a deep breath. “Please don’t leave me if they tell you to stay away or something like that.” “Jongin, you’re exaggerating. We’re not in a drama movie or a romance novel.” The older boy couldn’t stop but sincerely smile at the younger’s words. “Calm down.” He pecked on the younger’s lips. “If you don’t calm down you’re going to find me at Hyunsik’s apartment after this.” He knew it was an empty threat but he couldn’t help imagining Kyungsoo with an almost-ex-boyfriend. “I’ll see you later. You will to drive me to school, right?” “I will.” He sighed and eventually calmed himself and knocked twice on the door. “Everything will be fine.” He muttered, trying to convince himself. The answer came after what seemed like ten seconds. “Come in!” He peered his head in and announced that his boyfriend was with him. He watched Kyungsoo step inside with a last glance with him before closing the door. After a few seconds, he heard the lock click and he started worrying again. “Do Kyungsoo, take a seat.” The doe eyed boy looked up to the man and obediently took the seat in front of the desk, where Jongin sat earlier. His palms were getting sweaty on his lap as the silence filled the room. He thought Jongin wasn’t exaggerating stuffs because he started thinking about those TV dramas he had watched about being fired from the job because of a taboo relationship. He would cry and beg to keep the job if that happens. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the woman in front of him laugh, making him look up in confusion.

“I can’t believe Jongin was like that, panicking over things like this.” The woman said, looking at the man who was grinning. “Kyungsoo.” The woman looked at the boy with a warm smile. “Thank you for making changes for our son, even though they were just small changes.” Kyungsoo just stared back at her, blinking his eyes. “Would you like some tea?” The woman offered and stood up to prepare tea at the other side of the room without waiting for the boy’s response. “Kyungsoo, I don’t mind your relationship with Jongin. We didn’t really expect him to be gay,” he chuckled and pointed at the door, “as gay as what we heard there about running away.” He finally gathered the innocent boy’s attention and cleared his throat. “Like my wife said, I thank you for taming Jongin from being wild and spoiled. We know it looked like we never cared about him. It was just when he was born, we were struggling so hard to raise our business and when he grew up he became so distant just when we have some spare time for him. He started hanging out with his friends, drinking and partying, not going home for days though he’s diligent with his studies so we didn’t really mind.” The boy was still silent, processing the information he just received. “When you replaced your father as the driver, Mr. Lee, Jongin’s butler and I’m sure you know him, told us about his observations for the past few days before we went to leave to Saipan. He said Jongin became brighter and friendlier with the household workers, which we also sort of noticed and thought it was weird. There was a day when he greeted me and his mother but we just ignored it, thinking that maybe he just needed money or something.” Kyungsoo nodded as a sign that he caught up with everything the man said. “His friends are wild, really. That’s why we were surprised when Mr.Lee informed us about you and Jongin so we thought you’re the reason behind Jongin’s changes in behavior. He even had a sleepover!” The man laughed and Kyungsoo fidgeted in his seat. “I, uh, sir, that was my idea. I’m sorry.” He apologized. “Thank you for that, Kyungsoo.” The man nodded. “We’re really happy to see Jongin change slowly. How about a promotion?” “Huh?” “I heard you’re smart.” Kyungsoo shook his head furiously. “No, sir, what I mean is that I just study hard because I have a scholarship to maintain.” “Okay, that’s better. You can help Jongin in advance with his…”

The sound of glass breaking from a distance interrupted them, snapping their heads to the direction of the sound. “Oops, sorry.” The woman apologized for clumsily sliding the tea set off the tray she was holding. Furious knocking came from the door with the knob turning back and forth. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM? LET ME IN!” Jongin’s voice echoed, making the three people in the room laugh.

The breaking sound from the inside triggered the panicked state that the younger had been holding in. After the furious knocking and yelling, he didn’t hear anything else. Did they kill him? It sounded absurd but he didn’t care. He needed the spare key to the office. “MR. LEE!” He yelled through the hallway as he stomped his way to the living room but stopped on his tracks when he heard the door open and looked back to see his boyfriend smiling at him. The heart shaped smile was enough to calm him down. He rushed back to the office with Kyungsoo opening the door for him as he went straight to his father’s desk. Just then he noticed his mother’s tea set scattered on the floor. “What happened?” “Sit.” His father instructed and he obeyed. “Kyungsoo, come here.” The doe eyed boy closed the door gently and walked over to the desk and stood behind the tanned boy. “Jongin, your mother and I, along with Kyungsoo, decided to fire your boyfriend from the job he—.” “What? No!” He turned to look at his boyfriend behind him who apologetically smiled at him. “Hyung, why did you agree? Are you out of your mind?” “Let me finish!” His father sternly said and he immediately slumped back on his seat. “We’ll find you a new driver.” Jongin groaned and tried to argue but Kyungsoo tapped his shoulder to shut him up. “We have given Kyungsoo a new job or let’s just say we promoted him.” His father announced. “He’s your personal tutor now.” “Wha—? Wait! That’s great! I mean, we’re still boyfriends, right?” Jongin’s mind was filled with questions and they kept flooding in. “You’re not against our relationship? Can he stay in my room? Oh god, this is just… You’re serious right? You accept him like a future son-in-law? Can we get marrie—?” “Whatever, Jongin. You two are dismissed.” His father stated. “You’re the best father ever!” He gave a formal bow and turned to his mother. “You’re the best mother too!” He again dragged his boyfriend out of the office to his room without noticing that Kyungsoo had been tripping on the way. He was too happy and excited to care.

“Wait, Jong—!” Kyungsoo haven’t caught his breath yet and he already found himself tossed in bed with Jongin hovering over him, sloppily kissing him. The younger pulled away in a sharp movement like someone pulled him from behind. “Does it mean you’re not driving me to school anymore?” He frowned as he looked down on the panting boy below him. “I’m going to tell father not to hire anyone. Give me five minutes, babe. I’ll be back.” He muttered and kissed the breathless boy’s lips before heading out of his room.

Everything seemed better for the young couple, especially Jongin who had things his way and even better. Their parents were aware of their relationship and no one was against it made the tanned boy felt like having the brightest future he never imagined before. A future where there’s a lovely Kyungsoo waiting for him after his work, welcoming him with a warm embrace and a sweet kiss the moment he steps in the house, eat dinner together which Kyungsoo had prepared, sleep in one bed and cuddled together… “Your parents aren’t as bad as you thought they were.” Kyungsoo snapped him from his thoughts. “They were actually worried about you.” He turned his head to look at his boyfriend whose eyes were focused on the read ahead. “How can you say that? They never cared and maybe this morning was just something else.” “They tried to approach you, Jongin, but you were already rebelling against them so they just let it be.” He snorted. He was in a good mood seconds ago but Kyungsoo brought up the topic about his parents and he felt like shit already. “You’re stubborn.” “I know.” “You always want it your way.” “I know, hyung. Since you came I can’t do it anymore.” “Did you even mean what you said to your parents? That they are the best parents for you?” He frowned. He doesn’t understand why they have to talk about it. “No.” “Did you thank them?” “No. Can we stop talking about this?” No reply came.

What happened earlier was beyond Jongin’s expectations. He pondered about it for a moment and maybe, he thought, his parents weren’t as bad as he always imagined. They didn’t harm Kyungsoo after all. They even promoted his boyfriend to another position with higher salary. Now that he thought of it, he was always provided with anything he wanted. Shouldn’t he be grateful about it? But nothing really mattered to him, except the doe eyed boy sitting in the driver’s seat. Changes occurred since that boy came to him, though not at the moment of spilling a coffee over him. He started believing that everything happens for a reason but what reason does he have for sleeping with sluts? “We’re here, Jongin.” Kyungsoo stopped the car in front of the school gate with a sweet smile. Another thing the younger liked about him was that bipolar-like attitude to act like nothing happened moments ago. Jongin wished he could do that. Forget that he had hooked up with girls and move on, focusing on the present and to the future. My present and my future, Do Kyungsoo. Disgustingly cheesy but true. He leaned closer to his driver, slash, tutor, slash, boyfriend for what he considered a good luck kiss which the other gladly returned. “See you later, babe.” He unbuckled his seatbelt and doe eyed boy complained about the babe thing. “Get used to it.” Kyungsoo groaned in defeat. He can’t do anything against the younger’s stubbornness. “Please tell your friends about the recording later if they are available.” “Sure. Uhm, hyung, I think I have dance practice later. What about the café?” “I’ll talk to Jinki hyung about that. Now, go.” Jongin once again leaned closer to his boyfriend for a peck. “I’m really happy, hyung.” “Same here.” The tanned boy gave him a smile before going out of the car. He stayed outside the gate until the car completely disappeared in his sight.

Kyungsoo closed his eyes as he grabbed on the tiled counter sink. The disgusting image wouldn’t leave his mind even after he threw up everything he ate that lunch. Stupid troll, bringing a dead, dissected animal! It was just after his last class for the day when Jongdae approached him with a box, saying that it was a pleasant surprise for Yixing and he had to let Kyungsoo check to see if it was enough. It was one, bloody hell of a surprise. It must have been from Minseok’s class.

His phone started vibrating in his pocket and he was afraid to let go of one hand from the counter thinking that his knees would fail him. He was dizzy and he bet it was Jongin calling his phone. “Kyungsoo, what are you doing here?” Tao asked as he entered the restroom, surprised to see his friend all pale and weak. “Are you okay? What happened?” He weakly shook his head. He knew it was Tao even without looking at him. “Can you… answer my phone?” He asked softly, struggling to let his voice come out from his throat. “Okay, sure.” The Chinese boy dug his hand to his friend’s pocket and took the phone out, answering the call. “Jongin.” Kyungsoo managed to open his eyes and look at his friend through the mirror. “Kyungsoo’s not really feeling well right now. I’ll take him to the clinic. Just meet him there.” He hung up and helped the weak boy out of the restroom to the nearest school clinic. “What happened?” “Jongdae and his pranks.” He felt gagging again but nothing seemed to be coming out. “God.” Tao let him rest on the bed and let the nurse assist the patient’s needs. He placed the phone back to the shorter male’s bag on the floor and left after telling Kyungsoo that Jongin was coming over.

Jongin rushed through the three different school clinics and the third one was where he found his boyfriend sleeping soundly on one of the beds. “A friend’s prank, said his friend who brought him here.” Said the nurse behind him. The boy just nodded and sat on the other bed, staring quietly at his boyfriend’s sleeping face. He was glad his dance practice was suspended, thinking that it was suspended for a reason – a reason that his boyfriend needs him. Kyungsoo stirred and slowly opened his eyes to his boyfriend smiling at him. He sat up with the help of the younger boy, still feeling a little dizzy. “I’m sorry, Jongin.” “There’s nothing to apologize, hyung.” He sat down next to the shorter boy and made sure that the nurse wasn’t in view and kissed his boyfriend’s temple. “I’m glad you’re fine.” “Jongdae and his pranks.” The other muttered. “I have weak stamina for disgusting things. Blood and stuff.” “Did you take a pill?” Kyungsoo nodded, leaning his head against the younger’s chest. “What did your friends say?”

“I just told them you weren’t feeling well so they said it was fine. They have a lot of free time anyway.” He ran his fingers through the boy’s hair. “Let’s go home?” “How about your job at the café? Jinki hyung said you can just work anytime you’re available. They pay you by hour.” “I already called Taemin. Don’t worry.” Another useless argument came as they walked home when Kyungsoo insisted to stay in his apartment alone. “Go home, Jongin.” “No!” He stubbornly said like a five year old kid. He didn’t move in his spot outside Kyungsoo’s unit. “Please, Jongin.” The shorter boy sighed. “No.” “Fine. I’ll let you stay until 7.” Jongin rushed in immediately, closing the door behind him and pulled the shorter boy close, kissing him. Jongin and his hormones again. Kyungsoo mentally noted. He felt his boyfriend pushing him away and he was thankful he was taller and stronger. He missed his boyfriend’s scent all over the apartment, his boyfriend’s warmth and kisses. Kyungsoo eventually gave in helplessly. As long as there’s Jongin and his stubbornness, he can’t do anything. He pulled away, licking his boyfriend’s lower lip. “I’m staying over.” “You’re leaving at 7.” “You can’t even get yourself off my arms. You can’t push out of your apartment.” “Leave, now.” “Make me.” Kyungsoo grunted, failing to release himself from the younger’s arms. “Seriously, how can I even think I’m going to miss you when you’re always there next to me?” “Not my problem.” “Ugh.”

Chapter 16 Kyungsoo impatiently taps his fingers repeatedly on the table as he waited for Jongin to finish one math problem he had given the younger. Five minutes passed by and he knew very well that the tanned boy isn’t dumb that he won’t get the answer correct but the said younger boy was doing everything on purpose. Jongin crossed out the solution he just made, muttering words of apologies for getting it wrong again and start another set of mathematical solutions. He would do things slowly for one reason which is to make his boyfriend stay the night in his room. “Goodness.” The older boy said, finally snapping out to the younger. “I know you know how to solve this so don’t bother.” He took the paper away from the younger and gathered all the unnecessary things on the table. “If only I am not paid to tutor you I would have gone back to my apartment a couple hours ago.” The tanned boy felt guilty and reached out to the other’s hand, holding it tightly. “Let me walk you to your apartment.” “No.” Kyungsoo stood up, placing the books at the center of the table. “We’ll end up arguing again.” A whimper came out from the younger. “Hyung.” The shorter male walked around the table to the younger and leaned down to share a chaste kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Be early.” He received a nod and silently watched the figure disappear in the doorway and sighed. At least yesterday night he managed to stay at the apartment, he thought. He checked the time on his phone and it was almost 10. He decided to take a shower. When he rolled on his bed, he thought it felt weird and cold. There was no source of warmth he could cuddle to sleep. He knew he had invaded his boyfriend’s personal space much more than he was supposed to and he knew Kyungsoo was stressing a lot lately and one reason was because of him. He wasn’t the only one who was being tutored by the older boy and the boy has his own home works to do and notes to review. He was just an additional burden. He felt guilty. But he still wanted to at least sleep next to the shorter boy every night. Not happening. They had a deal that Kyungsoo would only stay with him in his house until his parents come back from Saipan. He can’t persuade the other to stay at the apartment either. His phone vibrated and he quickly picked it up, receiving a message with an attached photo. From Baby Soo <3 Meet my baby, Kkamjong. I named him after you because he’s dark as you. <3

He frowned when he opened the image. It was a Bombay cat, a black kitten to be exact, it was still small. Kkamjong. To Baby Soo <3 I’m not that dark! That thing’s black! He checked the photo again and he found the kitten attractive and clean. The short, sleek coats were shiny and looked well-groomed. He was sure it wasn’t a stray cat. From Baby Soo <3 Black is beautiful, sweetheart. Kkamjong is beautiful. <3 Heat crept up his face at the endearment. Sweetheart. To Baby Soo <3 Sweet talking me, yeah? He waited for the reply to come, his eyes not leaving the screen. From Baby Soo <3 I was talking about Kkamjong. :P They ended up exchanging messages, silently giggling and teasing each other like high school girls, until they fell asleep.

Jongin glanced at his boyfriend in the driver’s seat, noticing that something was different. The polo shirt’s sleeve wasn’t rolled up like the usual and there was something sticking out from the left wrist. “Hyung, you’re not wearing the watch I gave you.” The shorter male raised his left hand from the steering wheel, eyes still focused on the road. “Kkamjong became so hyper this morning and scratched my wrist.” He clicked his tongue in disappointment. “Where did you get him anyway?” “From Soojung.” He pouted his lips and looked outside the window. He would hate to admit it but he was again getting jealous over a cat. A cat that sleeps in the same room with his boyfriend, plays with his boyfriend, fed and taken care of by his boyfriend. Why can’t he have his Kyungsoo’s full attention?

He sighed. “What’s wrong?” Kyungsoo glanced at him, placing a hand on his knee. “Nothing, hyung.” The older boy didn’t push further and just let the silence swallow them. What the younger could be hiding would be discovered soon. He hoped so. Jongin silently unbuckled his seatbelt without the other noticing. He moved closer to the shorter boy, lips trailing on the soft skin on the other’s jawline. He felt the other flinch away with a hiss. “Stop the car.” “Not now, Jongin.” The older boy muttered, pushing the other away with his shoulder. It didn’t work and instead, the younger’s lips moved down to his neck, giving him butterfly kisses. He stopped the car, parking at the side of the road, to avoid accidents before the younger male gets out of hand. He snapped his head towards the younger. “God, stop!” “I missed you, hyung.” He softly brushed his lips against Kyungsoo’s parted ones. “Five minutes.” Kyungsoo said. It was all what Jongin wanted to hear. It was like a ticket to enjoy his boyfriend’s submission in the given amount of time.

“Whoa!” Chanyeol gasped from his seat the second the tanned boy entered the restroom where he and his boyfriend were making out moments ago. “That’s new.” Jongin groaned and pulled out some tissue papers from the container on the wall. He doesn’t have the courage to tell anyone that his boyfriend bit him for being stubborn and asking for more – more than just kissing. Baekhyun approached the boy, studying the bleeding lip of the younger with a wince. “Ha, it’s karma.” He mocked, stealing the tissue papers from the boy and pressed it hard against the swollen lip, earning a loud whimper and a lethal glare. “What did you do?” “Passed more than five minutes,” he grumbled. “How would I actually know it was already past five minutes?” “Of what?” The giant inquired, trying to confirm if he was actually thinking the right thing. “Fun stuffs.” He answered and let out a frustrated sigh. I should really control my raging hormones next time.

The diva held his chin in place to examine the crease on his lip. “It’s not that bad. You should learn not to mess with your boyfriend. Let’s go, Yeol.” He said, heading out of the room. Chanyeol gave Jongin an awkward smile as he leaned closer to the boy’s ear. “I agree. People like Baekhyun and Kyungsoo are not to be messed up with. Looks can be deceiving. They may look all cuddly and adorable outside but they have an attitude worse than what we have.” He watched the taller male head out the door. “Trust me, Kai. Just let them have it their way if there’s a need to.” Chanyeol said before disappearing completely, leaving Jongin confused. He trailed his way to the classroom and made it just in time the first bell rings, silently making his way to his seat next to Sehun. As he expected, his seatmate scowled at him for being an idiot. “You need a lot of self-control, Kai.” His friend said in a low voice while copying notes from the board. “You don’t have to tell me.” “Good luck, dude.” Sehun snickered at the thought of his friend’s failure, which won’t be surprising at all.

Jongin realized that being at the café without his boyfriend wasn’t as fun as it used to be but he had to bear with it for a while. He just received a message from the older boy telling him that the recording just ended and he was on his way to the café. Fifteen minutes passed by quickly and he didn’t notice his boyfriend’s arrival since he was busy with some customers. It was almost 8 when Kyungsoo arrived at the café, eyes immediately spotting his boyfriend in the middle of the room, taking orders from the customers. He stood by the counter and watched Taemin flirting with Minho and he chuckled. Those two boys had always been so close, denying their not-sohidden relationship from the others. Minho was a quiet boy and Taemin, although talkative, doesn’t mention anything about Minho but they would steal glances and exchange smiles secretly which Kyungsoo would notice sometimes. “Hey, baby.” Kyungsoo shivered at the warm breath against his nape with a matching pair of lips softly pressed against his skin. “That sounds more acceptable than babe.” He muttered, not looking back at the figure behind him. He saw Jongin’s hand place a piece of paper in the counter with the list of drinks ordered by the customers. “Missed me?” “Thought you’d never ask.” Jongin whispered in his ear. “But of course, I do.”

“I’m cooking dinner tonight.” “Cool. I’ll just change my clothes.” He headed towards the changing room and came out in his uniform with his bag after five minutes. “See you, guys, tomorrow!” He told Taemin and Minho who gave him nods in return. “I hope you won’t get another bite!” Taemin sneered, earning a glare. “Whatever.” He huffed and went out of the café. “Am I staying over?” He asked as soon as he stood next to the shorter boy. “Would you like to?” Kyungsoo looked at him with a hopeful smile. Jongin beamed, unable to hide his excitement at the invitation and he didn’t need to persuade the older boy about it. “Do you really have to ask that? You know I’m more than willing to.” They both walked to Kyungsoo’s apartment since Jongin came to the café alone by bus and like the usual, Kyungsoo doesn’t have the car with him. The moment they arrived inside the unit, they were invited by a black kitten lying on the floor, a few feet from the door, looking at them. “Is this Kkamjong?” Jongin asked. “Most likely, I think I have three black cats here, too hard to differentiate.” The other answered. The tanned boy chuckled at the sarcasm and bent down to take a closer look at the kitten, who stared back at him. He gave the cat a friendly smile but Kkamjong just tilted his head in return, probably confused why Jongin smiled at him. He suddenly felt stupid being jealous over a black furred creature. He threw his bag beside the couch and picked up the kitten while Kyungsoo changed his clothes before preparing dinner. By the time Kyungsoo had finished preparing dinner, the younger boy had already passed out on the couch with the TV on at some sports channel. Kkamjong was fast asleep as well on the younger’s tummy, where Kyungsoo assumed Jongin had been petting the cat. It was worth taking a photo, he thought as he grabbed his phone and secretly took a shot. “Jongin.” He called out, picking up Kkamjong. “Kim Jongin.” The younger didn’t stir at all so he gently nudged the boy’s shoulder with his knee. “Jonginnie.” He cooed when the boy stirred. “Dinner’s ready. Go, wash your hands before you eat.” He gently put the kitten down on the floor and headed to the bathroom to wash his hands. “Hyung?” Jongin’s voice was soft but the older male managed to catch it. “What?” He didn’t receive a response but instead he found a sleepy Jongin in the doorway of the bathroom. “Wash your hands.”

The younger quietly obeyed and washed his face as well to get rid of his sleepiness. Kyungsoo handed him a towel and he let out an unconscious wince when he accidentally ran the cloth over his wounded lip. “It hurts.” He muttered against the cloth. “Basically, that’s how I suffered when you bit me. Everything’s fair now.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “Would you like me to kiss that pain away for you?” He quickly pulled the towel away from his face, not caring that he wasn’t done wiping his face dry. “Damn, yes, please.” He was aware that the other was teasing him and he actually liked it. “I’ve been craving for that.” Kyungsoo tip toed and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. He frowned when the older boy pulled away immediately, disappointed. “More?” “Later.”

As expected after dinner, they ended up making out in the couch with Kyungsoo straddling on top while Jongin leaned back on the back rest of the couch. The older boy’s hands rested on the younger’s shoulders while the younger’s hands roamed limitedly above the shorter boy’s waist. It had been a good ten minutes since they started and Kyungsoo pulled away, catching his breath. “Study time, Jongin.” The younger wanted to argue, leaning closer to capture the other’s swollen, wet lips but failed. He let out a frustrated groan when the older boy completely got himself off and was now standing in front of him. “Hyung.” “I’m your tutor, Jongin. I don’t get paid to kiss you.” “They won’t know if you’re not doing your job anyway.” He whined, reaching out to Kyungsoo’s hand and pull him back down. “Please.” The older kissed him again but it didn’t last long. “You’re spoiled and stubborn and needy.” He wiped the younger’s lips carefully with the hem of his shirt. “I’m still your tutor.” “Fine.” Jongin eventually gave up. “Take a shower now.” They took turns to shower and Kyungsoo reviewed Jongin in History as the younger asked to for the upcoming long quiz. He made two minor mistakes and it wasn’t bad, he just got confused of the dates and years but he was smart, he didn’t really need a tutor except for much advanced topics.

“Good.” Kyungsoo said, taking out his own notes and got into bed. “You can sleep now. You can have Pororo.” He pointed at the end of the bed where his stuffed toy rested. “I’d rather hug you.” Jongin rolled in bed next to the shorter boy with a worried look. “You can just review your own notes and do your own projects. You really don’t have to bother helping me with my own studies.” “I’m fine.” He replied, leaning his back against the headboard. “This won’t take long.” The younger just nodded and sat up. “Goodnight, then.” He kissed his boyfriend’s cheek before lying down again, wrapping his arms around the shorter boy’s waist. “Goodnight.” He would just wait until the older boy finishes reviewing only if he wasn’t tired and sleepy.

“Hey, Kai!” Baekhyun patted the boy’s back as they made their way to their classroom. “Did Kyungie tell you about the recording?” “Yeah, why?” “So?” Jongin looked at the diva in confusion. “So?” “How did you react when he told you about Changsub?” He stopped in his tracks. “Who’s Changsub?” A new foreign name for him. Why does it seem like so many boys involved in his boyfriend’s life? Is there anything else Kyungsoo had tried to keep a secret from him? Baekhyun was shocked, eyes widened and he looked like he regret asking. “Oh, shit.” “Who is he?” His hands were clenched into fists, ready to punch anyone in reach. Baekhyun was aware though. The diva broke into a fit of laughter, playfully slapping the boy’s arm. “You should have seen your face, bitch!” The boy’s confused face made it even funnier for him. “Oh, god! I was just making that up. You seemed to be in a good mood so I was just trying to scare you.” “What the fuck?!” Before the younger could reach out to the diva, Baekhyun was already running away. He was about to run after him but something crossed his mind. It was unavoidable. What if there was

really a boy named Changsub? What if he was one of the admirers Junmyeon hyung mentioned? What if he was hitting on my baby? He quickly pulled his phone from his pocket and furiously typed a message. To Baby Soo <3 Hey, babe, do you know Changsub? He walked towards his classroom while he waited for a reply. From Baby Soo <3 No. Is he a friend of yours? Safe. He sighed in relief as he sat down on his seat, giving Baekhyun a glare before typing a reply. To Baby Soo <3 Nevermind. Just remind me to kill Baekhyun later. :)

Chapter 17 Friday night and Jongin had successfully persuaded his boyfriend to go with him at the club because he promised Baekhyun to bring Kyungsoo the next time they hang out. It took him two hours to successfully convince his partner that everything would be fine and they’ll get home safely before the sun rises. He wasn’t really sure about that, they could end up in private rooms on the second floor with a chance of getting laid by each other. They sat around the VIP section, drinking and chatting where girls are out of the topic because they have their own boyfriends with them so why bother? Even Tao tagged along because of Yifan, who went to the dance floor and move their bodies together without care. For about a couple of hours since they got there, the only sober ones were Luhan and Kyungsoo. Baekhyun and Chanyeol already made their way upstairs, saying that the moment was so hot that they can’t stop anymore. Luhan and Sehun making out on the other end of the leather couch they were sitting on, across Kyungsoo and Jongin. The doe eyed boy looked at his boyfriend in disbelief who was drinking what seemed to be his tenth bottle of beer and gulping it down as if he was just drinking water. “Jongin.” He took the bottle from the younger’s grip and placed it on the table, away from the boy’s reach. “That’s enough.” “Last one, babe.” He blindly reached out for another bottle but the shorter still grabbed it away. “You told me that thrice already!” Kyungsoo scolded, earning a disappointed look from the younger. “Are you always like this when you drink here?” “He drinks until someone asks him out, if you know what I mean.” Yifan informed as they approached the table with Tao trailing behind him. “Often ends up in bed.” However, he managed to be sober after dancing. Jongin whined. He totally lost it. “Last one!” “In his vocabulary, last one is like ten more.” Yifan added as he sat down. “How much did you drink?” He was already referring to the doe eyed. “Half a bottle. I want to make sure I get back to my apartment safely.” In spite on the amount Kyungsoo took in, he already felt light headed. It was the loud music, he thought. “Kim Jongin!” Before he knew it, the younger was again drinking another bottle. Oh god, he’s a lot more stubborn when he’s drunk. Another bottle came after another and Kyungsoo just let him drink until he passes out, thinking it would be easier to deal with an unconscious Jongin than a drunk one. But then Jongin left his last bottle unfinished and pulled the older boy into his lap, which Kyungsoo didn’t mind, and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy’s waist. Pulling the boy closer, his chest against the other’s back, the older boy’s scent filled his nostrils. There was still a hint of a baby powder scent. Kyungsoo let himself relax, letting the back of his head rest against the younger’s shoulder and hands playing with Jongin’s. The younger’s warm breath blew against his ear and he liked it. It was somehow

comforting for him. He watched the other two couple minding their own worlds and he pulled away a bit to look at the younger. “I’m tired.” Jongin’s eyes were closed but the older boy could tell that he wasn’t sleeping or haven’t passed out yet. “Upstairs.” He breathed out. “I always have a reserved room.” The doe eyed boy wasn’t feeling in the mood to complain because he was tired so he just agreed. “Can we go now?” The younger nodded and he stood up immediately, pulling the other up with struggle. A drunk guy is a heavy guy. However the younger managed to stand up and Kyungsoo bid goodnight to the others as they stumbled their way upstairs. Jongin’s world was spinning and he can barely feel his body, like something was controlling him instead. “A-6.” He muttered the room number. The shorter male was glad it was just at the end of the hallway, separated from the other rooms and it looked much bigger than the others. They walked in zigzag and he felt the younger’s weight getting heavier as they moved closer to the room. There was a security lock, requiring passcode. “1-0-2-0.” Kyungsoo hurriedly entered the pin and the door clicked open with a recorded voice saying that the door is unlocked. He frowned, expecting a bed in sight as they entered but it was a living room with a mini bar at the corner and a Japanese-like sliding door towards the bedroom and another door for the bathroom. He realized the reason why the room was much bigger than the others. He finally reached the bedroom and the bed was too tempting that he just wanted to plop himself down and sleep but he needed to take care of his boyfriend first. After laying his boyfriend down in bed, Jongin started giggling and muttering words the older couldn’t understand. It suddenly felt so hot and Kyungsoo had to adjust the temperature before tending his boyfriend. He took the taller boy’s shoes and socks off and unbuttoned the top two buttons of the younger’s shirt before tucking him under the covers. He wanted to take a shower so he checked the closet for extra clothes and there were pretty much like ten sets of clothes and they were all of Jongin’s size. Jongin owned the room for getting laid purposes and left most of his clothes worn the day before and someone would just come and clean everything up from his laundry clothes to dirty bed sheets. Kyungsoo looked back on the bed with a frown. “How many sluts did you get in that bed?” He asked to no one in particular because Jongin was already asleep. He shrugged the thought off and grabbed some clothes to use after taking a shower. His frown came back as soon as he entered the bathroom, mentally cursing the room if Jongin had sex in there with a very ugly slut. “What am I thinking?” Taking a shower made him feel good and the bed made him feel even better, keeping a distance away from his bed mate. He doesn’t want to hug a Kim Jongin that smells like smoke and alcohol to sleep.

Jongin woke up with a terrible headache facing the ceiling. He groaned as he turned to the window, finding the scene looking so familiar. So familiar that it reminds him of waking up next to a girl. Did I fuck anyone? His head throbbed even more as he tried to remember what happened last night. He couldn’t remember anything on how he got there. Shit! Where’s Kyungsoo hyung? He sat up immediately but he noticed he was still wearing his clothes. Some good news for him. Someone stirred under the covers next to him and he reached out for the blanket that was covering that someone’s head. He sighed in relief, staring at his angel’s sleeping face, completely forgetting about his hangover. That is one reason why he loves waking up next to his boyfriend. He decided to take a bath, knowing that the older boy would start nagging at him if he didn’t. Just the thought of the older boy scolding him for his not-so-sanitary ways made a smile form his lips as he headed to the bathroom. By the time he came out of the bathroom after taking a bath and brushing his teeth, the sight in his bedroom gave his little junior a twitch. A Do Kyungsoo sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at him with sexy sleepy eyes, and wearing his dirty white shirt with sleeves hanging down to the male’s elbow and a pair of boxers that barely came out of the shirt’s hem showing his boyfriend’s milky white legs. What a tease. “I borrowed your clothes.” Kyungsoo’s sexy, sleepy voice echoed like music to the younger’s ears. You’re always welcome to wear my clothes. “It’s okay, hyung.” He tried his best to smile casually. “Breakfast? I can call for room service.” Kyungsoo just nodded and rolled back to bed, making the younger wonder if he was sick. “Are you okay, hyung?” “I’m fine.” Came the reply from under the blanket. He’s not. Jongin went to the living room and grabbed the phone, pressing the button for room service. “Breakfast for two, A-6.” After he hung up, he walked back to the bedroom and sighed, knowing that something was bothering the other. He quietly lay back in bed, tucking himself under the covers and scooted behind the older boy. “Hyung?” He pulled the cover from the shorter boy’s head slowly. “Tell me what’s wrong.” “I’m tired.” Kyungsoo replied softly. He wrapped his arms around the older boy’s waist and nuzzled his nose into the other’s nape. “I’ll wake you up when breakfast comes.” “I had a dream.”

The younger was pleased at the fact that the secret was coming out. “About?” “You and your slut banging in the bathroom.” He snorted. “I never had sex in the bathroom though I’d be happy if you allow me with you.” “I guess I had been thinking too much about it that I dreamt of it. I just can’t believe I’m lying on the bed where you do them.” “Why did you come up with those thoughts?” “There was a point when I wanted to do it with you in this room while you’re drunk.” Jongin was silent. He didn’t know how to respond with it. It wasn’t a surprise because it was perfectly normal to think of having sex with s partner but the fact that Kyungsoo thought of them doing it like how he did with the girls, drunk. “But then I realized it won’t be special anymore because most likely you won’t remember what happened. It would be a waste of my virginity.” Kyungsoo let out a soft chuckle. He smiled at the older boy’s statement. “I’m not drunk anymore. We can do it now.” “Room service.” The shorter boy reminded him. “But you’re ready?” “Honestly, no.” “I’ll just have to wait then.”

“You didn’t tell me you were going!” Jong whined through the phone, feeling terribly upset that his boyfriend went back to Goyang that afternoon without telling him. “I could have gone with you!” “Jongin, stop whining! You’re not going to die when I’m away.” “I love you like oxygen, hyung. I can’t live without you.” He cooed, making smooching sounds. “I miss you.” “You’re so cheesy I can smell it from here.” Kyungsoo laughed on the other line, quite enjoying the younger’s annoyingly cheesy side. “It’s been just two hours since we separated, I don’t miss you yet.”

He faked a wince. “You’re really mean, have I told you that?” He had never heard the other tell him he missed him but it didn’t really matter. They had been dating for a while and maybe Kyungsoo still needed more time to actually consider saying it. “You did.” “But you know I don’t mean it, right?” “Oh no, I took it seriously. I’m hanging up.” Jongin seemed to miss the sarcasm in the older boy’s voice and started to panic. “No, no, hyung! Don’t hang up! I’m sorry!” Kyungsoo chuckled. “I was just kidding, Jongin. But seriously, I have to hang up. I’m almost at my stop. I’ll call you later.” “I’ll be waiting.” “Study your notes if you’re bored. Bye, Jonginnie.” The other cooed and chuckled before ending the call. Jongin looked at his phone’s screen and frowned. “I’m not the type of person who goes studying notes when bored.” He still ended reviewing his Economics notes. After dinner, he had a movie marathon by himself, watching the Harry Potter series. The Chamber of Secrets just got to its credits when his phone vibrated for a message. He was expecting it from the older boy. From Baby Soo <3 Now, I miss you. Call me when you’re not busy. :3 I miss you. There was no time to waste for Jongin. He quickly turned off his DVD player and TV before dialing his boyfriend’s phone number, rolling in his bed. Two rings was all it takes and Kyungsoo’s voice echoed through the silence from his phone when he turned it to loud speaker. “That was fast. I bet you’re bored.” He sprawled in bed, the phone on lay flat on his chest. “I just finished watching the first two Harry Potter series.” “Doesn’t sound like fun when you said it.” “Right.” “I missed you, even now, I miss you.” Kyungsoo’s voice saying those words made the younger’s heart flutter. “I just realized that when I felt so peaceful and there’s no one who bothers me.” “I missed you more, hyung, but I bother you a lot, eh?”

“You and Kkamjong. That cat is like the animal version of you, dark and hyper. You two bother me a lot that I got used to it and now I’m craving for it.” “I’m not as dark as him, hyung. I’m quite tanned and I know you find it sexy and… wait, did you just mention craving?” Something enlightened the younger for a dirty talk. “You crave for my presence, hyung?” “Quite.” “How about my touch? The way my lips and tongue move along with yours.” “I suggest you stop now.” “My hands under your shirt, fingers touching every inch of your skin.” “Stop that or I’ll hang up.” He clicked his tongue in disappointment, not sure if it was an empty threat or not so he just stopped. Why is it so hard to lure him? “Okay, but I’m really bored.” “Would you like me to tell you a bed time story?” “Sure, hyung. What is it about?” “A girl who died in a closet.” “Hyung!” He quickly sat up and stared at his closet, one side of the door was open and darkness filled the inside. “No! Don’t!” But the older knows how to tease him. “It happened around 10 in the evening when her brother came looking for her and noticed that she wasn’t around, and even her room was neat with the bed untouched but her closet creaked open.” Jongin, without any hesitation, ran towards his closet and closed the door, grabbing the nearest single couch and made it as a barrier to prevent the door from opening. “And then…” Kyungsoo’s voice echoed from the bed where Jongin left his phone. “Her brother noticed something sparkling from the closet.” He grabbed his phone from his bed with a grunt and moved his phone close to his lips. “Hyung! Seriously, I’m alone right now! Don’t scare me!” “Okay, fine. I’ll tell you another story. A high school boy named Kim Jongin just yelled at his boyfriend through a phone call for sharing a made up horror story about a girl who died in the closet and he was alone in his room.”

Jongin whimpered as he plopped himself down in his bed. “That sounds more interesting. A real life story.” “Probably, he’s the only one awake in his house and lay in bed, listening to his boyfriend’s story when suddenly he heard a knock on his door.” Jongin snorted. “Whatever, hyung, I don’t know where this story is go—.” Knock! Knock! He froze, horrified, as he snapped his head towards his door. “Hyung, I think I just heard a knock.” He wished it was just all his imagination. “Really? What a coincidence.” “Hyung, I’m sure everyone’s sleeping now and… there seemed to be no one outside my room.” “Ignore it, Jonginnie. I’m sure it’s just your imagination.” “I guess so.” He bit his lip and tucked his whole body under his blanket. “Can you continue?” “Okay. The door creaked open but there was no one in sight.” Kyungsoo’s voice was getting softer thought it was still in loud speaker. “Hyung, you’re scaring me again.” “Little Jonginnie was scared so covered himself with his blanket and he didn’t notice someone came inside his room.” Beep. The call ended. “Hyung?” He stared at his phone and sighed. Must be bad connection. He was sweating already in both fear and warm temperature in spite of the cool air conditioned room. When he took the blanket off him, his door was wide open. He didn’t hear it open earlier. He got up and looked out his door into the hallway and there was no one. He shrugged the scary thought his boyfriend just told him and closed the door. He realized why he didn’t hear it open, simply because his door doesn’t make a sound when it is pulled or pushed. Maybe I left it a bit loose when I closed it earlier. He looked back to see Kyungsoo standing in front of him, smiling. “HOLY SHIT!” He threw himself away, his back roughly hit the hardwood door, making a loud sound, with his hands on his chest. “Hyung! What the fuck?” Kyungsoo chuckled and hugged him. “I missed you. I wanted to surprise you, Jonginnie.”

It took the younger a minute to relax and hug his boyfriend back. “That was the worst surprise I ever had.” “Hey,” Kyungsoo pulled away with disappointment. “I made a lot of effort to scare you.” “Fine, it was one of a kind though.” The younger laughed, pulling his boyfriend back into a hug. “I’m still happy you’re here.” “I almost didn’t make it, you know. Good thing Mr. Lee was still checking the house to make sure everything was locked when I arrived.” The shorter boy sighed. “I didn’t know your parents left this morning to Jeju.” “Oh, I didn’t know either. I don’t really notice it when they leave since they always do that.” There was silence for a while, the two enjoying each other’s presence in their arms. Silence doesn’t mean nothing to them as long as they are next to each other. “Did you say you missed me?” Jongin inquired, remembering the older boy’s first words after he was almost surprised scared to death of the visit. Kyungsoo hummed in response. “I missed you too.” Jongin didn’t know what really happened but he was glad to see his boyfriend’s so boyfriend-y side. It was really sweet and cute. “You actually placed a chair in front of your closet.” Kyungsoo muffled a laugh, remembering the first thing he noticed about the room, except for a scared lump of body under the blanket. “Shut up, you scared me. The blame is on you.” “Aw, my boyfriend is so vulnerable when scared.” He cupped the younger’s face and planted a kiss on the lips. “I like it.” A clingy Kyungsoo hyung is so cute and scary.

Chapter 18 Jongin’s dance practices had been extended to another hour, making no room for the café anymore and Kyungsoo decided to let him stop working, which Jinki didn’t mind. The younger had been whining all week about losing the job, saying that it was the only way he could help his boyfriend but Kyungsoo had convinced him that he didn’t need to work because the older was promoted anyway. Jongin was more serious than the older expected him to be. It was Saturday again and Jongin was being extremely emotional about being alone with no friends to accompany him because Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Sehun were with his boyfriend to finish their recording wherein he was sure Luhan tagged along because of Sehun. Kris is out of the question, he’s nowhere to be found though Jongin was sure he’s with Tao being lovey-dovey somewhere. He had tried to kill the time until his boyfriend arrives. He played video games, reviewing his notes, reading his manga collection, watching movies and even the porn sites didn’t work so he went downstairs in case he finds something more interesting. Kyungsoo’s cooking skills crossed his mind as he passed by the dining room, not expecting to see his parents taking a break in the afternoon at the dining room instead of the office. “Fancy seeing you home on a Saturday, son.” His father said, glancing at him and focused back to his documents. There was sarcasm of some sort but he wasn’t sure and he didn’t feel offended in any way so he just shrugged his shoulder. “Don’t feel like going out.” He walked towards the cupboard and took the cook books one by one. His mother found it amusing. “I didn’t know you can cook.” “I can’t and wish me luck if you don’t want your kitchen on fire.” He picked out a book for pasta recipes since kimchi spaghetti was the first food he had from the older boy. He brought the book with him to the kitchen, asking the workers to leave the room. Laying the book on the island counter, he scanned the page one by one, judging the foods by the picture. “This one looks good and easy to make.” He muttered, staring at the picture. “Creamy, Light Macaroni and Cheese.” His mind went blank when he read through the ingredients. What the fuck is a panko? His mother slipped in the kitchen with a hopeful smile. “You need help?” He looked up and hesitated but came to a final decision after some thoughts. “Well, since it’s my first time, I guess I’ll be needing help… a lot.” “Is this going to be for Kyungsoo?” “Somewhat… yeah.”

Kyungsoo shivered from the cold of the night as he pressed the doorbell and what he saw next as the door opened was beyond his imagination. Jongin was wearing an apron. “You’re cooking?” The younger nodded his head furiously with excitement and a grin on his face. “You’re just in time!” He pulled his boyfriend past the dining room in a rush but Kyungsoo managed to greet the parents while being dragged away. He let the older boy sit on a barstool to the island counter where the freshly baked mac and cheese rested. The scent made the older boy’s mouth water along with the sight of a bright yellow food in front of him that looked so creamy and delicious. “Anything that comes with cooking or baking is the least I have expected from you.” Jongin took a seat next to his boyfriend after taking off his apron and gathering a couple of spoons and bowls, handing the other one each. He meekly smiled and softly admitted that he had help from his mother. “I told you, they care for you.” Kyungsoo said softly, taking some amount of mac and cheese from the glassware to his bowl. “You had fun with your mother?” The younger shyly nodded. “It wasn’t bad though.” He watched his boyfriend try the food, hoping for a good feedback. “It’s so good!” The older commented. Jongin lit up at the comment, leaning closer to the older. “Do I get a reward?” He pouted and received what he wanted with some cream and cheese smudge on his lips. “That’s for cooking.” Kyungsoo gave him another chaste kiss. “And that’s for spending time with your mother.” He licked the smudges off his lips and smiled. He knew well that if it wasn’t for his boyfriend, it would never happen. “So how was the recording?” He started getting his own mac and cheese from the glassware. “It went smoothly. Your friends are really good. One more session and we’ll be done.” “Good. More time to spend with you.” He took a mouthful of the food, muffling incoherent words, earning a weird look from the older boy. He swallowed hard and sighed. “I said, it’s really good. I could have made a mess if I did it alone, or even worse, inedible. I didn’t really do much anyway.” “Your effort counts, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo pointed at the glassware. “I think you should share some to your parents.” He whined. “You know I’ve never done that. Besides, if they want to eat, they could just get some without waiting for me to offer them food.”

Kyungsoo frowned. “You’re so whiny this week. Just go and try. It won’t hurt.” The younger didn’t respond and just continued eating. Ah, being stubborn. “I’ll go home now. See you.” He stood up, expecting the younger to stop him which actually happened. He felt a grip on his sleeve and he looked at his boyfriend with a victorious smile. “We just got time together today, you’re not leaving.” “Then give it a try.” Jongin didn’t say a word. The older turned to leave. “Good night.” “Fine!” He pulled his boyfriend back to sit in the barstool. “Tell me what to do.” Kyungsoo was obviously satisfied of the result, pointing at the mac and cheese in the glassware. “You can bring them some saucers and spoons and this.” The younger silently stood up and followed his boyfriend’s instructions, awkwardly approaching his parents with the utensils and the food. “Uhm, you should have some.” He muttered and his parents looked up at him as he placed everything on the table. His mother smiled at him, noticing the discomfort on her son’s side. She knew her son was just forced to do it but she was still happy. “Thank you, Jongin.” “Yeah.” He rushed back to the kitchen, welcomed by a pair of arms which he gladly approached with a sigh of relief. “See? It wasn’t so hard, right?” Kyungsoo patted his back comfortingly. “I’m really proud of you.” “I demand a reward. You’ll stay overnight.” “Sure.”

Letting Kyungsoo stay overnight was a mistake. Well, for Jongin it was and he was the reason that his boyfriend was ignoring him, not totally, but he kept receiving short replies. He regretted introducing his manga series, Kaichou wa Maid-sama, to the older boy. He was sprawled out on the middle of his bed with his boyfriend sitting next to him, reading the second book. Lazily reaching out to his boyfriend’s arm, he let out a whimper to get the other’s attention. “Hyung.”

Kyungsoo only responded with a hum. He can’t believe his boyfriend chose the book instead of him. “Stop ignoring me. What if I’m dying right now? You’ll still choose that book?” “You’re not dying, sweetie.” The older responded, not moving an inch and eyes still stuck on the book. The reason why he wanted the older boy to sleepover was to spend time together, not a Kyungsoomanga moment for the whole night. He started making noises, any noise he could make like imitating an animal sound to distract his boyfriend. Fail. Maybe he wants it the sexy way. He mentally sneered and got up, crawling around the bed to his boyfriend’s back. “Kyungsoo hyung.” He said, trying to see if the older cares and fortunately, he got no response. Just like how he wanted. He got on his knees, pulling his boyfriend by the shoulders towards him until the other’s back was leaning against his chest. Lips trailing down the shorter boy’s jaw, he let his hands move around the older boy’s sides, finding their way in through the shirt. He wasn’t sure if Kyungsoo was just pretending not to be affected or the boy just didn’t care at all because he was receiving no response. He moved down to the older boy’s neck, kissing, licking and sucking the soft skin beneath his lips, inhaling the scent he loved that only Kyungsoo could give him. Hands moved up the boy’s torso and he can still see his boyfriend flipping the pages as he read. He brushed his fingers against the older boy’s nipple and finally received a reaction. Kyungsoo stiffened a bit but nevertheless, continued reading. After marking the boy’s neck with a couple of hickeys, he used his other hand to hold Kyungsoo’s chin with his fingers. He turned his boyfriend’s head towards him and the other didn’t go against it until Kyungsoo’s curious eyes met his longing ones. Before he could lean closer, the older boy took the chance to press his lips against the younger’s. It was an opportunity for Jongin to snatch the book away and threw it on the floor without breaking the kiss. Kyungsoo was asking for access and he willingly parted his lips to grant the favor. It took him a while to realize that the older was already straddling him while he lay down, hands running down his boyfriend’s waist. They never broke the kiss until he felt a hand on his semi-erected crotch. He let out a muffled moan through the kiss before the shorter boy pulled away with a smile. “I hope you’ll like your reward, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo cooed sweetly as his fingers found the younger’s sweatpants’ waist bands and before Jongin could react, he had completely pulled off both sweatpants and boxers off the younger. Jongin suddenly felt so cold down there but it didn’t last long as his unfinished erection was wrapped on his boyfriend’s warm hand. “Oh, god. Hyung…” He couldn’t think properly. He can’t even believe he was half naked with his legs wide open in front of his boyfriend and most of all, his dick was getting even harder with every stroke of the older boy’s fingers.

His eyes wandered at the ceiling as he tried to register in his mind what was happening. Not until he felt a wet substance running along his now fully hard member. He lifted himself, supported by his elbows to see his boyfriend licking the tip of his dick and he unconsciously let out a moan. Kyungsoo looked up at him with a smirk. He smirked. It turned on the younger even more and his dick hardened as well, if possible. He had never imagined a naughty and dominant Kyungsoo would be so hot. Shit! He watched his dick disappear as the older boy slowly let his member enter his mouth, those lips he loved wrapped around him. He let himself fall back in bed with his eyes closed, feeling the warmth of his boyfriend around him. It felt so good when Kyungsoo started bobbing his head, sucking the tip a little roughly, earning grunts and moans of pleasure from the younger. “Hyu-unggg…” He unconsciously bucked his hips, making the other gag. He quickly raised his head to find his boyfriend glaring at him. “Sorry.” Kyungsoo quite tightened his jaw, teeth against the member as a punishment. “A-Ah!” It was pleasurable at some point but Jongin leaned back again and Kyungsoo gripped on his shaft that the older boy can’t reach with his lips, moving his hand along with the bobbing of his head. Oh god. The pleasure was fogging Jongin’s mind and he started asking for more. “Faster…p-please…hyung…” When his request was granted, he tightly gripped on the sheets as something pleasurable began pooling inside him. He never expected that he would be releasing so soon. It would usually take him a lot of time to release and maybe because he haven’t had sex for weeks, he thought that what caused him to be so near at the moment. Or is it because Kyungsoo was just too good for him? The older sucked his tip roughly while his hand did the job along the length, speeding up even faster with his grip tightening. He could hear the younger’s helpless cries and moans, begging for him to go faster and he eventually granted the request, even after Jongin announced that he was going to cum already. He took his boyfriend’s length deeper in his mouth as the younger released inside him with a loud moan. He had trouble swallowing the salty, sticky liquid not because he didn’t really like it but because Jongin released a lot load of it. Some even dripped out his lips but he didn’t mind and continued to lick his boyfriend clean. Jongin looked like he ran a mile, panting hard. He could actually say it was the best blowjob he had compared to the rest. It didn’t matter to him whether it was because of his boyfriend or because he had been longing for sex for a while that he came too fast. He still wanted it to be because of his boyfriend. Kyungsoo hovered over him, still with a string of cum from the corner of his lips. The younger reached out to wipe the cum off with his thumb with a smile.

“I did my best.” The older said. The younger nodded. “That was damn good, hyung. I think I just had the best blowjob so far.” “You don’t need to say that to make me feel better.” “I swear, hyung. You’re good.” “If you say so.” Kyungsoo leaned down and kissed the younger’s lips. “I remembered that you mentioned something about swallowing it right from the cock and you’re salty.” He made a face and the younger chuckled. “I should eat more fruits then.” “Maybe you should.” “And by the way, that was the best reward too, so far.”

When Jongin woke up, he found his boyfriend on the floor next to his bookshelf. “It’s too early to read.” Kyungsoo didn’t look back at him and just continued reading. He was now in the third book of the series. “Good morning.” The younger grunted and rolled to the other side, going back to sleep. It went for another hour. When he woke up again, Kyungsoo was on the same spot. “Hyung, let’s eat.” “Let’s go.” The older boy said, not moving from his spot. “Hyung!” “What?” “You don't even move away.” “Neither do you.” “Kyungsoo hyung.” He whined, loving the comfort of the bed and he didn’t want to move. Still not looking away from the book, the older grunted. “Isn’t there a day that you don’t have to whine about a single thing?” “No.”

“Okay. I was just asking.” He flipped to the next page. Jongin felt like a five year old brat who didn’t get the toy he wanted. He described the feeling by himself and he didn’t like it either. “Hyung, just sit here, close to me.” “Okay.” The other responded, still not moving. “This is crazy.” He muttered, covering his head with the blanket. “Hyung is crazy.” “Can you say that again?” “You’re crazy.” He heard some movements that seemed to be from the older boy and footsteps coming closer to his bed. Footsteps that sounded past his bed to the door. “See you tomorrow, sweetheart.” He already knows it. All the endearments besides Jonginnie meant the other way. “Hyung!” He pulled the blanket off his head and found Kyungsoo at the doorway, ready to leave. “Don’t lea—!” “Too late.” He watched his door close and his boyfriend gone. “Shit!” He quickly rolled out of bed and ran out of his room. “Hyu—! Oh.” Kyungsoo was standing outside the door, smiling sweetly at him and he seemed to have been expecting him to come out. “Breakfast?” “Really, hyung, you’re one of a kind.” He breathed out, feeling relieved that the older didn’t really leave though he was tricked to get off his bed.

Chapter 19 Kyungsoo had been busy lately and he barely had time to spend with his boyfriend except when he drives the younger to and from school and when they have tutorial sessions. He doesn’t stay at the Kim’s and prefers to be in his apartment if he has no important business with the younger. Jongin didn’t like it though he didn’t say a word about it but sometimes whining about how busy the older was. He became more talkative when they’re in the car and during their study sessions, stealing kisses from time to time. He still missed the other boy. Their first month was the next day and Jongin was excited about it. He made plans for them after school but it wasn’t really a big surprise. It was just like their usual activities when they go out, watch a movie, have dinner and he had prepared a present for the older boy. He wasn’t expecting anything in return. He thought Kyungsoo was too busy to actually mind their upcoming first month together. Baekhyun, he noticed, was acting weird but Chanyeol didn’t complain. The diva disappears as soon as the classes ends, sometimes leaving his giant boyfriend behind. It must be his PMS again. He was quite frustrated that he was craving for attention, his boyfriend’s attention. “Kai, Chanyeol and I are planning to give you a present again.” Baekhyun told him, eyes sparkling with excitement. “But we are not sure if you’ll like it because you’re one hell of a coward.” He dropped his chopsticks and extended his hand to the diva next to him. “It depends.” The diva took something from his pocket that looked like tickets. “Ta-da!” He sang as he placed the shining papers on the younger’s hands. Jongin looked down on his palm, staring at the tickets. Four tickets in all, two entrance tickets for an amusement park and two for something else. “Horror house. You’re kidding me, right?” “You can’t say no to that! I already called Kyungie and told him about that and he said he’s glad to accept it.” Baekhyun grinned and made a peace sign with his hand. “Geez, thanks.” He muttered and sighed. He was even scared of his boyfriend’s prank, what more can a horror house do to him? He would chicken out for sure or worse, faint. He still kept the tickets into his pocket anyway. “What would you give him?” The diva asked, curious. “It’s a secret.” He muttered. “Kyungsoo hyung had been busy these days. He doesn’t even stay much in my place anymore.” “You’re a lovesick puppy.” Sehun commented. “He spends more time with Kkamjong.” “Who’s Kkamjong?” Chanyeol asked. “It sounds like you.”

“A black cat he named after me.” Yifan snorted. “You’re jealous over a cat?” “At times like this, yes.” “You are one weird boy.” Baekhyun concluded.

After their study session, Kyungsoo stood up and did some stretching while the younger wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist from behind, leaning his chin on the doe eyed boy’s shoulder. “You know what day is tomorrow, right?” The scent was attracting his attention. He really missed the shorter boy. “Of course.” The older muttered, leaning his body towards the younger. “You still have a dance practice?” “No. We can have our date after class.” Kyungsoo nodded. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow? I’m feeling tired.” The younger responded with butterfly kisses to his boyfriend’s neck. “Just stay here. I missed you anyway.” “I missed you too, Jongin.” He felt the younger smile against his skin. The words gave him butterflies inside and he liked it. “Take a shower then so you can rest after that.” “Okay.” Neither of them moved, enjoying each other’s warmth and presence. It had been a long week for the couple, barely having times like this to spend. Their silence was comforting and the older boy started humming tunes. Simple moments like this made Jongin wish never to last. Just with his boyfriend in his arms was enough to make his day a brighter one. Kyungsoo took out his phone from his pocket and scanned through his playlist. “There’s an English song I’ve been listening to lately. You’re the one who comes to my mind every time I listen to it because you’re a dancer and I’m not.” “But I bet you’re not a bad dancer either.” “I don’t dance.”

“It doesn’t mean you don’t know how to.” The older snorted and played the song. The intro came short, sounding like a music box, and he felt his body being swayed side by side. Take my hand, I'll teach you to dance The younger broke into a smile, whispering a soft “Sure,” as he took the phone away from the other’s hand and placed it on the table. He knew the song and it had been a while since the last time he had listened to it. I’ll spin you around, won’t let you fall down He turned the shorter boy around to face him. Would you let me lead, you can step on my feet Give it a try, it will be alright He guided the older boy’s hands on his neck as they both exchanged smiles. He let his hands rest to the boy’s waist. The room’s hush, hush And now’s our moment Take it in, feel it all and hold it Eyes on you, eyes on me We’re doing this right He teasingly brushed his lips across the older boy’s as he pulled him closer to him, earning a soft gasp. They started swaying from side to side, slowly, though out of beat. Cause lovers dance, when they're feeling in love Spotlight shining, it’s all about us It's oh, oh, all... about uh, uh, uh, us. And every heart in the room will melt, This is a feeling I've never felt but, It's all... about us They both loved the moment. It felt like dancing on a party, having their first dance with their crushes. Jongin was giving the older boy’s forehead light kisses while Kyungsoo closed his eyes, letting the moment dawn on him. The older boy can’t deny it but say it was romantic. Suddenly... I'm feeling brave I don't know what's got into me Why I feel this way Can we dance, real slow? Can I hold you—

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Jongin stiffened as the music stopped. What the fuck? “Sorry, low battery.” Kyungsoo muttered, giving the younger an apologetic look as their eyes met. He grabbed his phone and turned it off. “Don’t we deserve a perfect, romantic moment?” The younger whined. “I’ll go take a shower now.” Kyungsoo chuckled, planting a kiss on the younger’s lips before heading to the bathroom. “I guess I’ll be using your clothes again.” “You’re welcome to do so.” The younger grinned, watching the bathroom door close and walked to his closet to look for clothes his boyfriend could use. By the time Jongin finished his shower, the older boy was already in deep slumber that he didn’t even stir when the younger pulled him closer. He felt intimidated by the older boy’s attitude when it comes to studies and anything related to school to the point of being dead tired at the end of the day. He had never met someone like his boyfriend, a caring, patient, attractive and cuddly Do Kyungsoo.

Jongin was amused by his boyfriend’s reaction when they entered the amusement park, like a kid’s first time at such a place with big eyes wandering around the place and mouth gaping in awe. He held his partner’s hand. “I thought it’s not your first time here.” Kyungsoo looked at him with eyes sparkling in happiness and excitement. “It just felt different when Hyunsik brought me here.” He knew he shouldn’t feel bad about it but he can’t help it. He shrugged it off, thinking that it was better that he knew about it than knowing nothing at all. “Let’s eat for now, I’m hungry.” He led the way to the small taco cart and bought two servings and a couple of soda. Both sat on the picnic table nearby, planning on what rides to get into. “Horror house?” “Right ahead? We just got here and you want to scare me already?” He shook his head. “No way.” The older boy shook his head. “We can’t ride rollercoasters after we eat, silly. Ferris wheel’s no fun when we ride it with the daylight.” He nodded, agreeing with his boyfriend. “Okay, so how about we—.” “Jongin! Look!” Kyungsoo was beaming so brightly, his expression saying that he obviously wanted something. He was pointing somewhere behind the tanned boy.

Jongin followed to where his finger was pointing, looking back somewhere at the gift shop, his eyes catching a couple wearing the same Pororo shirt. He looked back at his boyfriend with a smile. “After we finish eating.” “Are we going to wear it after we buy it?” The older pursed his lips with hopeful eyes. Who could resist that? Jongin? Not happening. “Sure.” “Yes!”

Both exited the horror house with a trembling and pale Jongin clutching into his boyfriend’s arm tightly for his dear life. He swore he would never get in there again. One more minute inside would cause him to breakdown. “Shit. Shit. Shit. Fuck. Shit.” He muttered repeatedly with his eyes closed, arms still wrapped around the shorter boy’s. Kyungsoo led him to the nearest, empty bench, letting the younger sit next to him after they took their bags from the counter. “Open your eyes, Jongin. We’re out already.” “I know.” He replied, eyes still closed. The older boy noticed him sweating and the part near the collar of the new Pororo shirt was quite wet already. He took a towel from his bag and wiped the boy’s perspiring face, which made the younger relax bit by bit and eventually opened his eyes with a deep sigh. The sun was setting and it was almost dark. The amusement park was surrounded by bright lights and there were still a lot of people around, waiting in lines for the rides and booths. Jongin was still a little dazed by the horror house experience. “I’ll never go in there again, even if I have a VIP pass.” “I’ll never take you back there either.” Kyungsoo laughed, handing the younger a bottle of water. “You were suffocating me with your grip and meaningful curses.” The younger pouted, opening the bottle’s cap. “I told you not to get in there. You still insisted.” He drank a few amount and returned it to the older. “I can’t put your friends’ efforts to waste.” He placed the bottle back in his bag. “Ferris wheel?” The younger nodded and they made their way to the line for the Ferris wheel. They sat next to each other as they got in and no one said a word for a while. The doe eyed boy rested his head on the tanned boy’s shoulder. When they stopped at the top, Jogin took the chance to present his gift.

He dug through his bag and took out a thin, velvet box and raised it to the older boy’s sight. “For you, Kyungsoo hyung. I’m happy we made it to our first month together.” The doe eyed boy raised his head from the younger’s shoulder and took the box. The velvet box felt so soft and shiny in his fingers and he slowly opened the lid to see a silver bracelet. A chained bracelet with a narrow, silver plate with their initials engraved on it. KJ & DK. “Expensive or not, you will keep that.” The younger said, pressing his lips against the shorter boy’s temple. Kyungsoo couldn’t put into words how grateful he was at the moment and instead, he kissed the tanned boy’s lips and muttered a “Thank you.” “You’re welcome, hyung. You did a lot of things to me, it’s not even enough.” “I like it, Jongin.” “I don’t expect anything in return, hyung. I understand you were busy. Your presence is enough for me.” The older boy chuckled. “Cheesy. But of course, I have something for you. I spent a whole week for it.” He took out a box in from his bag and the younger happily accepted it. “Really, hyung? I never thought you’d spend your time for…” He opened the box and found a small, black device with earphones. “…an mp3 player?” It was weird. There was no way someone could make an expensive looking mp3 player within a week. Or is there? “You made it?” Kyungsoo knocked his forehead playfully. “I’m not an engineer to make such a gadget, dummy. I made a song for you.” “Oh.” Stupid me. “Of course.” He awkwardly laughed and turned the mp3 player on, plugging the earphones to the device. “Baekhyun helped me with it so it’s like a duet.” Something snapped and made sense into the younger. “Ah, that’s why he was so weird lately. He just disappears all of a sudden.” He plugged the earphones to his ears and opened the song list, reading the first song title. “What is love?” He played the song and the first words sent shivers all over his body. I can’t explain what I feel. Sexy. He can’t believe he just heard his boyfriend speaking in English and it was damn sexy. I lost my mind, the moment I saw you Except you, everything get in slow motion Tell me, if this is love

Jongin broke into a smile. It was like the first time he laid his eyes on the older boy outside his house one Monday morning. All the guys in the world are jealous of me They must be jealous to death of me, for having you Even after the sun goes down and moon goes down, it will never change You will find out that I’m a guy whom you can trust His smile got even wider and brighter. If that was his boyfriend’s thoughts about them, it was a lot like his own. It was like their own song for each other. He felt luckier to have Do Kyungsoo as his boyfriend, in spite of all his partner’s secret admirers. If you wish and wish earnestly Will it come true, like the fairytales? A never-ending happy ending, happily ever after I will trust you, protect you and comfort you I will be on your side I will never leave your side His lips found the older boy’s plump ones. If he could send a message through a kiss, it would be to tell the other boy he was feeling the same, hoping for a never ending happy ending. The song ended and it made Jongin feeling warm inside, emotions wanting to be released that can only be expressed by words at the moment. Lips still attached with each other’s, his hands cupped the shorter boy’s face and pull him closer. The longer they kissed, the stronger his emotions felt. He still wasn’t sure if it was the right time to express himself, the feeling he had been denying for a while considering the time they had spent together but he can’t hold it in anymore. Gently and slowly pulling away from the older boy, he rested his forehead against the other boy’s and removed the earphones off, eyes still closed. It was there, on the tip of his tongue, wanting to be said. He will say it, whether it was the right time or not. This is love. “I love you, Kyungsoo hyung.” His heart flustered the second he said it and the butterflies that had been sleeping for a while were awakened. Heat rushed up to his face, realizing how foreign it sounded to come from his lips but somehow it felt right at the same time. “I love you too, Jongin.” His body weakened for some unknown reasons but he felt happy, so happy he can’t measure it. He pulled away and looked at the love of his life smiling at him, a hand reaching out to him, wiping a tear from his face that he didn’t notice letting out of his eyes.

He was crying in joy, so overwhelmed of what he heard. What did I do to deserve this, he thought as Kyungsoo kissed his lips. Or to deserve him?

Hand in hand, they walked home after their dinner, heading to Kyungsoo’s apartment for a reason that Kkamjong still wasn’t fed with dinner. “Kkamjong, my baby!” Jongin exclaimed as they entered the apartment, scaring the sleeping kitten on the couch that ran away from the tanned boy. The older boy groaned. “Stop being so loud, Jongin. The walls are not thick enough to cover your voice.” He smiled meekly. “Sorry, hyung. I was just excited to see Kkamjong.” “You scared him away.” Kyungsoo took a can of cat food from the counter in his kitchen and opened it, pouring it to his pet’s food dish. While washing his hands, he felt a pair of arms around his waist, the weigh dropping on him. “You’re heavy, Jongin.” “Is that how you’ll talk to your husband?” The younger teased, biting the shorter boy’s earlobe. “Ah!” He flinched away as he closed the faucet. “We’re not a married couple.” “Yet.” Jongin added. “But we have our baby Kkamjong.” Kyungsoo snorted as he turned away, wiping his hands with the hem of his shirt and headed to the living room. “Like father, like son. Dark and annoying.” “So you’re saying you’re the mother?” The younger teasingly added, trailing behind his boyfriend. “No. I even think I’m manlier than you. You’re a whiny baby boy.” “I’m not a baby!” He defended. The older boy snapped his head towards the tanned boy. “Prove it.” Jongin’s hands started pulling the hem of his shirt up. “No stripping, idiot!”

Chapter 20 The next day was Saturday and Jongin woke up when he felt something furry tickling his cheek and opened his eyes to find a black ball of fur snuggled on his cheek with the tail gently hitting his nose. “Seems like your son recognized you as his father.” Kyungsoo chuckled from the doorway with a towel resting over his head, the ends hanging just above his shoulders. The younger groaned and turned away from the cat, burying his head under a pillow. “Wake up.” The older boy sang, walking towards the bed and hovered over his sleepy boyfriend. “Jongin.” The fresh shower scent of the older boy made its way to the younger’s nostrils when the pillow was removed by the shorter boy. His eyes were still heavy and he started wondering why his boyfriend always managed to wake up early no matter how late they sleep that night or morning. They literally slept nearly at 2AM, teasing and arguing about stupid things that started when the younger stripped off his upper clothing in front of the other. “It’s too early.” The younger grumbled, pulling the shorter boy down to lay next to him, arms around the older boy’s waist. He nuzzled his face against his boyfriend’s chest, feeling a little coolness radiating from the other’s skin. Kyungsoo ran his fingers along the younger’s hair. “I’ll wake you up after I prepare breakfast.” He heard a soft hum from the tanned boy and he lazily got up from the bed, hearing soft snoring sounds as he looked back on the person sleeping on his bed. Hanging his towel aside, he also prepared their beloved Kkamjong’s food dish in case the kitten wakes up hungry. I love you, Kyungsoo hyung. The younger’s words echoed in his mind as he started gathering ingredients from the food cabinet. He broke into a smile, thinking if he could be any happier than he was at the moment. “Why are you smiling by yourself?” He turned his head to where a deep, sexy morning voice came from and found his boyfriend rubbing his eyes with Kkamjong snuggling in his feet. “Just thinking.” He placed the ingredients into the counter and felt a pair of arms around his waist and a warm breath on his neck. “Why did you get up? I told you I’ll wake you up for breakfast.” “Kkamjong.” The younger whined against his neck. “He’s being an attention whore.” Feeling something warm and furry on his ankle, Kyungsoo could tell that his pet was literally sticking with his boyfriend. He chuckled at the younger’s statement. “Speak for yourself, kid.”

“Maybe he’s my son after all.” Jongin untangled himself from the shorter boy and started pushing the kitten gently with his foot towards the food dish at the corner of the room and watched it eat for a while. He could hear the clanking noises of the utensils behind him as he crouched down and started petting the kitten with his hand. “I really like the song you wrote.” He said. “I spent two days for the lyrics.” “All the guys in the world are jealous of me, that line.” The younger turned his head and met the other’s gaze. “I think I should be the one saying that.” The shorter boy smiled and went back to focus his eyes on the stove. “And why?” “Because of your admirers?” His eyes never left the other boy’s figure. “How can you even be sure that I have admirers?” “Junmyeon hyung told me.” “Then I should have made it ‘All the girls in the world are jealous of me’ then. You have lots of girls behind your back.” “Like I care about them.” He snorted, facing back the kitten who stared back at him, its head tilted to the side as if it was curious about something. “I don’t even know their names. But now, there seemed to be no one interested in me. What do you say, Kkamjong?” The cat just snuggled into his hand and Kyungsoo chuckle was heard. “Kkamjong says he agrees with me.” “You can actually understand him, huh? I guess the feelings are mutual between the two of you.” He carried the black cat towards the living room. “Kyungsoo eomma’s mocking appa.” He muttered towards the clueless kitten in his hands. “Jongin!” The older boy hissed from the kitchen after hearing the statement. Since last night the younger had been teasing him by calling him eomma. “Eomma’s having PMS right now so let’s leave him alone before he hits us with his spatula.” He was already sitting on the couch, tickling the innocent pet on his lap. “Kim Jongin, you freak!” “Eomma’s mad now.” “You’re going to regret that!” He snorted. “Come on, I know you can’t stand to see me suffer from anything.”

He regretted it, a lot. He should have known that his boyfriend was serious about what he thought was an empty threat. And there he was, sitting next to his boyfriend inside a bus with Kkamjong sleeping on his lap, and it had been over an hour since the shorter boy stopped talking to him and ignoring him. They were on their way to visit Kyungsoo’s parents and he can’t stand not hearing any response from the older boy. Kyungsoo had his earphones plugged in both ears, listening to the latest English songs that Minseok and Jongdae had sent him via Bluetooth. He was looking out the window, head leaning against the glass. On the other hand, Jongin thought the older boy was using earphones to make up an excuse to be ignored. He doesn’t like to be ignored, especially by his boyfriend. He rested his head against the shorter boy’s shoulder and frustratingly sighed, hoping that the other would start talking to him soon. He felt a soft tap on his cheek and he opened his eyes, just to realize he had fallen asleep. “We’re almost there.” Upon hearing the older boy’s voice, he felt relaxed and pleased that he won’t be ignored like an invisible person again. He lifted his head and looked at the black kitten on his lap, still sleeping, and turned to his boyfriend who smiled at him. “You can sleep when we get home.” He just nodded silently, still feeling a little dizzy from drowsiness. Five minutes passed and they came to their stop and walked for another five minutes before arriving the Do’s residence. Kyungsoo’s mother greeted them with kisses on the cheek while Kyungsoo’s father was still having his bed rest. “You brought a cat.” She was surprised to see a hyper kitten bouncing around the room. The older boy nodded, leading the younger to his bedroom. “It was from Soojung. I didn’t bring him last time.” He said before opening his bedroom’s door. “Change your clothes to something comfortable before you sleep.” He told the younger before heading to the other bedroom where his father was resting. Jongin did as he was told before lying in bed, staring outside the window to the sky that was turning light orange from the sunset. I want to cuddle. As if on cue, Kyungsoo entered the room and went straight to the bed. The younger scooted to the wall to make room for his boyfriend as he lazily reached out to the older boy, silently cuddling each other to sleep.

Jongin didn’t like the idea of inviting over a neighbor for dinner but he knew he wasn’t in the position to argue. First, he was in someone else’s house. Second, it was his boyfriend who invited the neighbor. Daehyun, he knew his boyfriend mentioned him the first time they visited, was really good looking. The tanned boy couldn’t deny it. Like Kyungsoo, he had a powerful singing voice. He talks a lot. The younger mentally noted but he was glad that he wasn’t feeling left out of the conversation. Daehyun, as social butterfly, knew how to keep a person’s interest the whole time. Jongin almost jumped off from his seat and shower his boyfriend with kisses when Kyungsoo told the friendly neighbor that he was happy and proud of the younger boy. He managed to smile anyway. He felt his insides warming up on how his boyfriend says good things about him and it made him think he was doing a pretty good job to keep their relationship. After cleaning up, Daehyun decided to leave the couple and went to his house next door after bidding goodbye. Jongin was again entertaining his so-called son in the couch while waiting for the other to finish cleaning the dishes. When they got inside the bedroom, leaving Kkamjong in the leaving room, Jongin pulled the older boy to his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. “You know I haven’t received a kiss from you since this morning.” “Not my fault.” Kyungsoo pinched the younger’s nose and tried to stand up but Jongin pulled him back again. He knew what the younger wanted and he still wanted to tease the other. “After preparing for bed, Jongin.” “You’ll end up sleeping by the time I get out of the shower.” The younger whined. “Oh, I got busted.” The older boy chuckled. “Plan B, then.” Jongin furrowed his eyebrows in curiosity. “What’s pla—.” Before he was able to finish his sentence, his lips were covered by Kyungsoo’s. A couple of seconds of shock before the younger was able to return the kiss, slipping his tongue between his boyfriend’s lips, tasting every inch of the other’s wet cavern. He realized there was some minty flavor that he could taste and remembered that Daehyun gave them some candies earlier. Kyungsoo moaned softly when the younger started nipping the older boy’s lip, his warm tanned hands making their way inside the doe eyed boy’s shirt, rubbing the slight curves of the body. “I love you.” The younger muttered against the other’s lips before capturing them with his once again. Wrapping his arms around the taller boy’s neck, he hummed in response, unable to have the chance to utter back the words with the younger’s hungry lips on his. After what seemed like a long time, Kyungsoo managed to pull away before losing all his breath. A string of shared saliva connected their lips and disappeared once the younger attacked the older boy’s lips again.

Kyungsoo pulled away again before it could lead to something hotter and sexier. It wasn’t the exact environment for a smoking hot scene to take place. Not where his parents might hear them moaning each other’s names. “I love you too, Jongin.” He said before getting up from the taller boy’s lap. Quite satisfied of the making out session, Jongin let his boyfriend take a shower while he lay in bed as he waited for his turn. Letting his mind wander was somewhat became his hobby when he’s alone. He thought of having a family of his own but he can’t have Kkamjong as his son forever, can he? It was impossible to make his boyfriend pregnant either. Too impossible. Maybe an adoption will do. A kid with doe eyes like Kyungsoo hyung would be so cute, he smiled at the thought. He was sure he was going to have a bright future with the older boy. As long as he’s by my side. He didn’t know how long he had been imagining his their future that he didn’t realize the older boy laying out the mattress on the floor until Kyungsoo sneezed. “Wake up, dreamer.” The older boy sniffed when the younger turned to him with a concerned look. “Your turn to shower.” He sat up on the bed, his legs hanging on the edge. “Did you catch a cold with just having a shower?” “No, dummy. People can sneeze even without a cold.” He watched the older boy lie down on the mattress, tucking himself under the covers. “I can’t promise you that I won’t sneak down next to you in the middle of the night.” “I know that.” “You’re smart, hyung.” Kyungsoo snickered. “You’re just so predictable.”

“Fuck.” Kyungsoo snapped his eyes open into darkness, feeling a body behind him and arms wrapped around his waist. He thought he just heard his boyfriend moaning. “Mmmm…” He stiffened as his thoughts were confirmed after the younger once again moaned softly behind him. “Kyungsoo hyung…”

His name being sexily moaned was nothing compared to the horrible feeling of something poking him from behind, somewhere lower than his hips. He realized the younger boy was having a wet dream. God, help me. He wasn’t sure if he had to leave the boy like that and just move up on the bed. It would be cruel to do so as he thought. Jongin was dreaming and he fucking loved it. There was no way he wouldn't be turned on by seeing a naked doe eyed boy in bed with legs wide open and a hard on and inviting tight, pink asshole. In his dream, Kyungsoo was sucking him so good, replaced by a hand that felt so warm and real. So real. It somehow felt cold and it felt so real. He opened his eyes to be met by a pair of glowing doe eyes reflected by the light outside the window. “H-Hyung.” He managed to breathe out, realizing that the older boy was hovering over him. Kyungsoo hushed him with a gentle kiss and whispered. “You were having a wet dream, Jongin. Let me help you with that.” Just then he noticed that he wasn’t wearing his pajamas and boxers anymore and that his legs were spread open with his boyfriend kneeling in between, a hand on his hard dick. He felt embarrassed all of a sudden. Why did he have to be in his boyfriend’s house to have a wet dream? Why did it happen with his boyfriend sleeping next to him? Worst of all, why did he have to wake up from such a dream with his boyfriend helping him? He just swallowed hard, feeling a lump in his throat as he held the urge to let out a moan. It was a dangerous time to make a noise in the first place, considering that it must have been around 2 or 3 in the morning and the silence was deafening. The older boy pumped him to his release, a moan escaped his lips, purposely muffled by Kyungsoo’s kiss. He trembled slightly after his release and the older boy lulled him to relax by giving him light kisses on his cheeks, nose, forehead and lips. Kyungsoo grabbed his tissue holder from the nightstand and wiped his hands clean from his boyfriend’s cum. He lay back down in the mattress and covered their selves with a thicker blanket because the younger was too weak to wear back his lower clothing. It was Jongin’s turn to be cuddled and his face snuggled into the older boy’s chest. “Thank you, hyung.” He whispered, allowing himself to be comforted by the other’s warmth. He heard soft hum in return and eventually fell asleep.

The younger woke up to see Kyungsoo arranging the clothes in the closet and the older boy’s back was facing him. His eyes wandered around only to spot his pajamas and boxers folded neatly next to him. It was enough to make him remember what happened hours ago when the sun wasn’t up in the sky yet. He felt so embarrassed and he can’t explain why. He had never been so embarrassed his whole life that he wanted to shrink or disappear at an instant. Kyungsoo noticed him shifting and glanced back to check if the younger was awake already. “Good morning.” He said before snapping his head back to the closet. Jongin took the chance to wear his removed clothes while the other was busy. His face was still burning in embarrassment. “Hyung.” The older hummed in a questioning tone without looking back at him. He sat down on the edge of the bed with his head low. “I’m sorry about last night.” His voice was too low and soft that the older boy almost didn’t catch what he said. The doe eyed boy turned to look at him, the flushed face didn’t go unnoticed. Kyungsoo wasn’t dumb and he knew that the younger boy was embarrassed. He let out a soft chuckle and turned to face the closet once again. “It was nothing. You can pretend it didn’t happen.” He didn’t want the younger to be awkward. Kyungsoo found it cute, the fact that a perverted, sexy and hot Kim Jongin being so embarrassed over a wet dream. “Thanks, hyung.” “You can have your breakfast now. Eomma and appa went to visit a doctor.” He nodded though he knew the older boy didn’t see him do it and headed out the door to the dining table where Kyungsoo placed his breakfast. Strings of visible smokes were still floating above the plate, indicating that the food was still hot. Sitting down in a chair, he saw Kkamjong staring at him with suspicious eyes. Jongin started to treat the cat like a real kid, talking to it and giving it different expressions. He looked back at the cat, which looked at him like it knew what happened that night. He stuck his tongue out to the kitten. “You’re getting weirder around Kkamjong.” Kyungsoo commented, sitting down to the seat next to him. “I wouldn’t be surprised if one day you’ll start meowing when you talk to him.” The younger immediately shifted his eyes to his boyfriend. “That would be too weird.” The older gasped. “Oh, my god!” He exclaimed, his hands on his chest as if he had a heart attack. “Did you just meow at me?”

“Hyung!” He hissed and the older boy just laughed it off. He was starting to realize how the other felt when he teased the shorter boy by calling him eomma. He thought Baekhyun was right about karma.

Chapter 21 Kyungsoo groaned from the younger’s never-ending whines about the upcoming camping trip next week. Sitting on the bed, he stared down on the body lying next to him in the bed. He doesn’t get why Jongin opposed to it so badly that he whined for hours. “It’s just five days, Jongin. I’m sure it will be fun and—.” “No! It won’t be fun!” The younger rolled to his side, grabbing the nearest pillow. “Why not? You’re with your whole class and your friends would be the—.” “They have their boyfriends with them and Kris is excused not to come because of a college interview in Canada!” Jongin sobbed and buried his face in his pillow while Kyungsoo soothingly rubbed his back for comfort. “I’m going to be a loner. I will get lost in the camp and never get back. I won’t be able to see your beautiful face again or hear your sweet voice calling my name.” He muffled against the pillow. The older boy smiled at how the other managed to be so cheesy at a depressed state. “We still have four days before your camping. We’ll spend it however you want.” “Really?” He rolled back to see his boyfriend’s confirmation and Kyungsoo nodded in return. “Okay, first, Chanyeol told me about this new cosplay café so I’ll make sure we’ll go there this Saturday. Second, we’re going to see a concert that night because Luhan and his band mates would be playing. Third, I haven’t been in Namsan Tower and I want to try what they do, writing wishes and promises on a lock and stuffs. That would be on Sunday, by the way. The last would be up to you.” He grinned, satisfied with his on-the-spot plans for the weekend. The doe eyed boy almost laughed at the sudden change in the younger’s attitude. “How about tomorrow and Friday after school?” “I know you’re tired after school so I guess we’ll just rest.” “If you say so.” “What’s your plan after the Namsan Tower?” Kyungsoo lay down next to his boyfriend and sighed. He barely makes plans on Sundays because he just go home and take care of the smart kid next door but that coming Sunday was an exception. Soojung and her sister would be staying somewhere for a week and they won’t be back in the apartment until the next Saturday. “Except for looking after Soojung and Kkamjong, I don’t know.” He turned to look at his boyfriend with a smile. “You have three more days to think.” “You can’t tire yourself before the camp.” He knew what the other meant but it didn’t bother him. “I can still consider your plan if something comes up.”

“Hyung, look!” Jongin pulled his boyfriend closer by the arm as he peeked inside the café’s window, watching the waitresses and hosts go back and forth in their maid costumes, some with bunny or cat ears on their heads. “This is so cool.” Kyungsoo scanned the room through the glass window. “The café or the girls?” “Ah, you’re so cute, hyung.” The younger looked back and planted a soft kiss on the older boy’s forehead. “Don’t be jealous. I’m gay, remember?” “I know.” No matter how he tried to deny it, he just feels jealous when the younger is exposed around girls and that time, those girls wore anime-styled costumes with their skirts could almost be as short to be considered panties. He was sure most boys that came to the café were perverts and his boyfriend is no exception. He was dragged to inside by the taller boy, noticing the flirtatious stares the maids’ girls’ gave to his boyfriend. He internally groaned, looking down on the wooden floor while a hostess led them to an empty table for two next to a window. Another girl in a maid dress came to them with menu books. “Good morning, masters! Welcome to Moe Café.” She handed each boys a menu book but she only smiled when she handed one to the tanned boy. “I’ll be back in a few minutes to get your orders.” She left, not before giving the handsome boy a wink. Kyungsoo saw everything so when the girl turned around, he immediately dropped the book flat on the table without even laying his eyes on the list, looking out the window as he leaned back on his seat. “Hyung.” He didn’t move an inch and ignored the younger. “What’s wrong?” God, I thought you were so smart moments ago for noticing how I feel and now you’re playing dumb. “I’m not hungry.” He muttered softly, his gaze stuck at a flower shop on the other side of the street. “But I don’t want to eat alone.” He turned his attention to the boy in front of him who was looking so sad because he lied. Who was he kidding? He was hungry but those bitches girls were trying to get into his boyfriend’s pants. Though he didn’t like what was happening, he was still aware that they were at the said place because they were trying to spend time as much as they can before the younger’s five-day camping. He knew he shouldn’t be acting so rude because of the flirting girls around.

He picked up the menu book he dropped and flipped the pages as he scanned the list, noticing the younger smile before looking through his own list. Satisfied, he planned to ignore the girls and show them that only Do Kyungsoo could get into Kim Jongin’s pants. After the girl listed down their orders, both expected that she would go away but she insisted that Jongin should try their dessert for the day. Only Jongin seemed to exist for her. “I made it myself, with love.” She said, pouting her lips when the tanned boy rejected her offer. It annoyed Kyungsoo, a lot. At first, it was fine since it was normal to suggest something but insisting so hard was considered rude for the boy. “Sorry, I don’t feel like having your dessert for today. Maybe next time.” The younger politely smiled back at the girl. “But I swear you’ll love it.” Before Jongin could respond with another rejection, Kyungsoo spoke. “Excuse me, miss. He said he doesn’t want to order it so please stop insisting. My boyfriend doesn’t change his mind once he had decided.” He secretly smiled to himself as he looked at the girl’s shocked expression. The girl felt embarrassed after being informed that her two customers were on a date and she was flirting with one of them. “I’m sorry.” She quickly bowed and left to the counter with the menu books and the list of orders. Kyungsoo looked back at his boyfriend who was grinning from ear to ear but he kept his stern expression. “In case you forgot, Jongin. I’m not sharing my boyfriend.” The younger happily tapped his fingers on the table. “Kyungsoo hyung.” He cooed, still in a daze on what his boyfriend just did. “I want to kiss you right now.” He finally broke into a smile, seeing at how excited his boyfriend was, leaning his cheek closer to the other boy. As he expected, Jongin turned his head and kissed his lips, earning soft gasps and aww’s from the people around but neither of them cared. “Silly.” Kyungsoo muttered as the younger pulled away. “You still like it.” “Of course.”

The concert took place at the park and the event would start in less than ten minutes. The park was already packed by the time they arrived, having a hard time looking for someone they know through the crowd. The sun was setting and it was harder to recognize faces.

“Let’s just stay here.” The younger suggested as he sat on the ground, at least five meters from the stage and took out his phone. He sent a message to Sehun of their location just in case the other boy wants to join them. They were behind the standing crowd but still had a good view of the stage. Kyungsoo clutched into the taller boy’s arm to secure himself and probably avoid getting lost in the darkness. “Are your other friends coming too?” “I’m not sure about Yifan but Baekhyun and Chanyeol would be coming late for sure.” The stage lightened up and the crowd started screaming as the band appeared with their instruments. Luhan was one of the vocalists, along with another Chinese boy. “Luhan!” Jongin cheered though his voice was drowned by the crowd’s noise. “Whoo!” Another crowd came rushing in as the band started playing a song and Jongin felt the grip on his arm disappeared into the crowd. “Kyungsoo hyung!” He looked around and he didn’t spot a familiar figure around. “Hyung!” He yelled but he can’t even hear his own voice. It was dark and the dancing lights from the stage didn’t help the younger boy to find his boyfriend. Shit! He knew calling the other’s phone was no use since they won’t be able to hear each other over the noise and he just decided to send a message that he would be waiting near the pond, away from the crowd. But ten minutes passed and there was neither a reply on his message nor a figure coming his way. He was still alone in the dark next to the pond. He decided to wait for another five minutes before officially panicking and calling the police for help. After a couple of minutes, he spotted a figure coming his way and it was familiar. “Hyung?” He slowly approached the figure and as he was nearing, his nose identified the smell of alcohol. “Jongin?” He sighed in relief when he heard the older boy’s voice and laid his hand on the shorter boy’s shoulder. “What happened? Why do you smell like alcohol?” “Those guys brought alcohol and started pouring it all over in the crowd before I managed to get myself out.” He reached out to the torn hem of his shirt on his side. “Look, something got stuck on my shirt when they passed by us and dragged me.” He took the shorter boy’s hand and led him out to the street, under a lamp post. His eyed scanned the older boy, checking for injuries and saw the torn shirt, the slit reached the rib. “You should have gotten out of there immediately. I sent you a message.” “I did but I lost my phone. It must be crushed into pieces already.” The older boy softly informed. “It’s just not my night.” “It was unexpected, hyung.” He cupped the shorter boy’s frowning face and planted a quick kiss on the lips. “Let’s get you a new shirt.”

“We can just go home, Jongin.” “With you smelling like alcohol?” “Oh.” Kyungsoo just let the younger boy drag him into a small clothing boutique. He started to insist not to get in after getting a view of what was inside as they passed by. “Those were branded clothes, Jongin, I can just get something cheaper.” Jongin still dragged him in. “I can’t stand you smelling like alcohol.” He lied. He wanted to buy something nice for the older boy now that he had a chance of buying something expensive without giving lame reasons. He looked at the person at the counter who made a face, sure that he must have noticed the smell. “Someone just spilled a drink on him.” He explained, showing a card from his pocket and the boy at counter just nodded. He roamed around the shop, looking for something that would look good at the older boy while Kyungsoo just silently trailed behind him. After a few minutes, he found his boyfriend looking at something with interest. It was just a simple denim shirt but the color seemed attractive, not too light and not too dark. “You like that?” He asked as he stood next to his boyfriend and the shorter boy immediately returned the piece of clothing back on the rack. “No.” Kyungsoo’s denial was too obvious and he was aware at how ridiculous he sounded. Jongin picked out the shirt Kyungsoo just returned and called the boy at the counter. “No, Jongin! Don’t!” The shorter boy pleaded. He can’t believe his boyfriend was going to buy a shirt that costs more than a hundred dollars. He just sighed, watching the boy at the counter swipe his boyfriend’s card. Goodness. The younger boy handed him back the shirt and gently pushed him into the dressing room. He still hate to deny it but he was happy that he was about to wear his own expensive shirt. Credits to his rich and stubborn boyfriend. All he had to do was to think of something to make the other happy in return. On the other hand, while Kyungsoo was busy inside the dressing room, he picked out the other clothes he found interesting and handed them to the counter. He knew how the older boy would react to it. Before the transaction was finished, the doe eyed boy already stood next to him, looking oh-so-stunning and gorgeous with the sleeves folded up to the elbow and two top most buttons undone. The disheveled hair made it look even hotter. “Look who’s getting laid tonight?” The boy behind the counter chuckled and Jongin followed with a snicker. Seeing a clueless Kyungsoo made the younger turn the shorter figure to face a full body mirror behind them. “We’re looking so hot tonight, eh? I guess I’ll be taking you to a lot more concerts.”

The older boy stared back at his undeniably striking reflection. He was impressed somehow. “I guess I’ll be attending a lot more concerts.” “I’ll be looking forward to the upcoming scheduled concerts then.” Jongin laughed, receiving back his card and a bag of clothes. “Thanks.” He nodded at the boy at the counter and dragged his boyfriend out of the boutique. “What’s that?” The shorter boy inquired, looking at the bag. “Clothes for you.” “Oh, I thought you were…” Did he just say, for me? “What?!” Jongin just smiled, expecting the reaction. “Is it bad to spoil my boyfriend?” “Yes, Jongin! This is too much!” He tugged on his new shirt’s hem and raised it slightly upward. “This is already too much!” “Even if you need it?” “Well, I’m sure I don’t need expensive clothes!” “But you need a phone, babe.” The younger cooed, dragging him to the nearest cellphone shop.

“What do you want in return, Jongin?” Kyungsoo asked, watching the younger boy roll around his bed with Kkamjong while he stood at the doorway. “Nothing.” “I don’t and won’t accept that kind of answer.” Jongin hummed, sitting up on the bed and lay the cat on the mattress between his legs. “Let’s see. One, no cheating while I’m away especially while I’m camping. Two, you should love me back as long as I love you too and that would be forever. Three, call me oppa.” “Are you serious?” He thought the third was really out of bounds. “Call me Jonginnie, since you barely do that these days. Four, give me a kiss, any kind of kiss, when we meet for the first time every day and before we part every night. Also a morning and good night kiss when we’re together. Five, cook for me more often. Six…” He paused, thinking something else to add on his verbal list of wants. “…I’ll just add it here when I think of something.” Kyungsoo nodded. “Fair enough.” He walked towards the bed and sat on the edge.

“And another request, hyung. Send me messages while I’m in camp.” “Isn’t that like, disturbing you?” The younger shook his head. “It’s not like that. I just want to read messages from you before I go to sleep.” “Okay, something inspiring and motivating it is.”

After cuddling in bed, Jongin’s mind was still wandering though he was getting drowsier every minute while Kyungsoo’s eyes were closed, his mind set on one thing and it was making a new song for their new project in school. The shorter boy still doesn’t have any idea what his song would be about and there was no inspiration coming. “Hyung?” The younger’s voice came out soft and sleepy. “Yes?” The older boy’s voice was soft as well, but far from sounding tired and sleepy. “Do you know what else I love besides you and dancing? Though I love you more than dancing.” “Enlighten me.” He opened his eyes to meet his boyfriend’s sleepy ones that still shined from the moonlight coming through the window. “Hugs and kisses.” The younger managed to smile and his lips were met by the older boy’s. You’re dazzling, you’re in front of me The moon shines in your half-closed and lovable eyes “I’ll give them to you.” Kyungsoo whispered and his missing inspiration was found. XOXO

Chapter 22 Jongin lay down on the couch, his feet sticking out to the arm rest, cursing the weather since the moment he opened his eyes that morning. It was after lunch but the rain was still heavy. “You should have made a plan B.” He heard the older boy say somewhere in the kitchen. “I never expected it would rain today.” His eyes landed on the black cat that jumped up to the coffee table in front of him. “Do you think the camping would still continue if the rain continues tomorrow?” He heard footsteps coming and stopped just behind the couch. Kyungsoo looked down on him with a towel in hand, drying his wet hands. “Didn’t you listen to the news this morning? It would be a normal sunny day tomorrow.” He met his boyfriend’s bored eyes and sighed. “So tonight, whether it still rains or not, you should go home and pack your things.” Kyungsoo added. “I’ll make a list of the things you should bring.” Burdened. That was how he felt at the moment but there was nothing he could do to escape the camping trip. First, his Namsan Tower plan was crossed out. Second, he had no idea what to do indoors and third, he was forced to join the boring camping trip for five days. “Why don’t you stay at my place and help me pack to make sure I don’t miss anything?” Honestly, he was just lazy to do it himself. The older boy smiled, hanging the towel on top of the back rest. “Okay.” “Overnight.” “I expected that.” The whole afternoon was spent with Kyungsoo reading a novel while Jongin just slept the hours away along with Kkamjong. Those two have a lot in common. The older boy thought as he glanced on the two creatures sleeping in the bed next to him. The rain had stopped just in time the younger woke up and both decided to go to a café nearby for a cup of coffee. They put on their coats and went on their way. They looked over the displayed breads and cakes through the glasses. “I want something sweet.” The younger muttered, walking ahead, scanning the long line of different types of breads and desserts while Kyungsoo took his time slowly. “Hi, Kyungsoo.”

He looked back to see a familiar face, a girl from one of his courses but he doesn’t know the name. She had a short, blonde hair that stood out among the other students in their English Literature class. “Hi, sorry I don’t have your name but I know your face.” He smiled. “Hyeri.” The girl responded, extending her arm for a handshake, which the doe eyed boy gladly accepted. “Ah, Hyeri. I never expected to see you here.” “Me too.” She glanced towards the taller boy’s direction. “I thought it was just a rumor that you’re dating a younger boy.” He glanced at the same direction, watching the other boy bend down to examine the treats with furrowed brows, probably arguing with himself which one to buy. “Then the rumors are true.” Their gazes focused on the taller boy, hopping from one shelf to another while muttering distant, incoherent words. “He’s too young.” Hyeri commented after a while. “2 years.” “17? He’s still a kid.” “I don’t see anything wrong with it.” The girl shook her head, watching the other boy smiling all by himself while pointing at the different kinds of sweets. “Look at him, he’s so childish. I don’t mean to offend you but seriously, I think you deserve someone more mature and maybe someone around our age like, Minhyuk. He likes you, by the way.” Offense taken. He was hurt. “Kyungsoo hyung!” Jongin called out, pointing his finger against the glass with a grin but the said excitement disappeared when he realized his boyfriend looked upset while talking to a girl. “You’re matured and you’re taking care of a kid.” She added. More offense taken to credit. “Don’t you think you’re judging too much?” “I’m not judging.” “Yes, you are, Hyeri. And you just did.” He faced the girl and on the corner of his eyes, he can see the younger boy trudging towards them. He managed to stay calm knowing very well that being rude in the public would cause a fuss. “I know he’s young but it doesn’t mean he’s being childish all the time. Some people don’t mature right away at the age of 17.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it to be like that.” She apologized softly. Jongin stood next to his boyfriend, arm wrapped around the shorter male’s waist possessively. “Is something going on here?” He inquired, looking at the girl in front of him. The older boy shook his head and sighed. “I’ll see you around, Hyeri.” He smiled a bit and pulled the taller boy away with him. “What was it you were pointing at?” He asked, looking up at his boyfriend. “Ah! The rainbow cake!” The younger exclaimed, dragging the shorter boy towards the shelf where he found the colorful sweet. “Here.” He pointed at the said cake. Kyungsoo beamed at the sight. It was indeed a colorful cake and he suddenly wanted to try it too. “That looks sweet.” “It’s a cake, dummy, and it’s naturally sweet.” His cute imitation of Kyungsoo made the older boy laugh. “You don’t have to tell me, babe.” The older boy’s imitation of him wasn’t bad either. Jongin was surprised. It was the first time that the older boy addressed him as babe though, in a playful way. “That sounds great.” “It doesn’t fit me calling you that.” He muttered, dragging the younger boy to the counter to buy two slices of their wanted treats and drinks. Looking around for a comfortable seat to stay in, he noticed that Hyeri was gone already and he felt relieved. He just wished the younger boy wouldn’t bring that up but unfortunately, Jongin was a cat and curiosity was killing him. In the middle of their afternoon snack, the younger looked up from his cake to his boyfriend. “What was that all about?” He can’t play dumb, of course. It would be too obvious if he did. “She’s just someone from my English Literature class.” “By the look of it, I bet you two were talking about me.” Kyungsoo nodded silently and looked down on his tea. “She said you’re too young for me and that you’re childish and she said it looked like I’m taking care of a kid. She also mentioned about Minhyuk, whom she said that he likes me, would be someone I’m supposed to be dating, or someone like him. Minhyuk is one of my classmates too and I can actually say he’s matured enough.” Jongin was silent like he expected. The younger boy running out of the café was also one of the possibilities he mentally listed. Neither of them talked for a while and neither of them touched their foods and drinks. They just looked down on the table, pondering on their own. The younger boy meditated. Is he childish? Yes, I am childish. All the time? But not all the time. I can be sexy too. Did age matter to him? I’m just a couple of years younger. Not a big deal.

On the other hand, Kyungsoo thought if it was just right that he told everything to the younger boy. He thought the other would be upset after those unpleasant things he said. Who wouldn’t be upset or at least feel bad after being compared to someone who sounded better than oneself? “I can be mature.” Jongin suddenly muttered, looking up to meet his boyfriend’s doe eyes that were filled with worry and regret. “I can stop being so childish, being so clingy and dependent on you.” He just stared back at the younger boy, not sure of the reason why he was getting such statements. “I can wear polo shirts or tux and slacks, I can stop playing video games and read more classic novels, I can stop whining, I can…” He paused, thinking of something else to add. “…have a name Minhyuk.” Kyungsoo couldn’t help but break into a smile at the last part. “But I don’t think Minhyuk is a good name for your handsome features.” “But I can be mature, right?” “You don’t need to, Jongin. I didn’t love you because you’re mature enough. I can’t imagine a really mature Kim Jongin though. You’re too young to be so mature like a college student.” The younger just huffed. “What were you before we met? I don’t think your girls don’t like hooking up with a childish boy.” He just couldn’t imagine his boyfriend trying to approach girls and suddenly become so whiny. “Hyung.” Jongin started to whine again, completely forgetting that he wanted to look mature. “I don’t call them my girls and they were nobody! I’m not sure if I was mature back then. I was just trying to look cool.” “You don’t act cool to me.” “I do!” “No, you’re just being naughty.” Kyungsoo argued. “It’s the same.” He defended, though he knew he gave a stupid answer. The older boy just stuck his tongue out at the other boy’s failure in the argument. “You’re so childish, hyung.” “Did I just hear it from a boy who whines everyday over small things?” It was the younger’s turn to stick his tongue out, not able to think of a comeback.

Jongin planned to take a nap when they arrived in his room and the said nap turned out to be a sleeping marathon for three hours. It was 9 in the evening when he opened his eyes, feeling the mattress shift next to him. Kyungsoo cuddled next to him as he reached out for his phone that was an arm away from him to check the time. Groaning, he remembered that he had to pack his things for the camping. “I have to pack.” “I already did it for you, sleepyhead.” The younger playfully flicked his forehead. “Thank you, hyung, for packing my things.” He dropped his phone back on the side and wrapped both his arms and legs around the shorter male. The other grunted, trying to get away from the tight hug, but he didn’t budge. “Jongin, you haven’t taken a shower yet!” The older boy’s voice was muffled in his chest. “Have you?” “No.” “Let’s go have a shower together!” “No, thank you.” The shorter boy squirmed so hard and successfully got himself away from the python hug with a sharp gasp. “Even just with your arms and legs, I felt crushed already.” He pouted. “You’re so mean.” “Literally, you’re bigger than me. So, who’s going to shower first?” “You.” “Fine.” Kyungsoo sighed. “Are my clothes still here?” “I have disposed them.” He lied. Seeing the doe eyes get wider, he laughed at how adorable his boyfriend looked. “You can use my clothes anyway. My clothes are more comfortable, right?” The older boy rolled towards the edge of the bed and got to his knees. “I know. Stop spoiling me.” “Oh, let me. You will miss how I spoil you for the next five days.” Kyungsoo realized that the younger had a point. “Fine.” He softly responded and he was planning to abuse it. He walked towards the closet and the younger boy followed behind. He picked out the most cottony sweatshirt he could find and a pair of thin and soft baggy pants. “Can I use these?” He raised the clothing in front of his boyfriend, who just nodded without even taking a careful look on them. The younger dwelled in the closet a little longer, picking out his barely used sweatshirts and handed them to the older boy.

“Not again.” He muttered as the clothes piled up in his arms. Not even looking back, the younger’s eyes continued to search through the racks. “I’m serious about spoiling you.” “But it’s not like I can’t afford to buy sweaters like these.” “A hundred dollars each?” Defeated, he suddenly felt so poor. “I’ll shut up.” Why would sweatshirts that each costs that much were just used for sleeping? “But two or three of them are enough for me.” “That’s not how I spoil you.” He started grabbing plain shirts that he also barely used and added them to the pile on the shorter boy’s arms. “I’m giving these to you so you can wear them most of the time and you’ll always think of me.” “That’s cheesy.” “I know.” He turned to the long table at the center of the room and picked out a couple of wrist watches. Before the younger could hand him the watches, he sauntered out of the closet. It was too much already and he doesn’t want anyone to think that he was just using the younger boy to get expensive things to show off. He doesn’t want to abuse that much. He originally just wanted to choose the most comfortable clothes he was going to wear that night. “Hyung!” “You already gave me a watch!” He yelled back, dropping the pile of clothes into the bed. Walking back to the walk-in closet, he sighed when the younger boy was approaching with the watches still in both hands. “You already gave me too much, Jongin.” He stated, taking the wrist watches and placed them back on the table and dragged the tanned boy out. “But I ju—!” “No buts, Jongin.” He made the younger sit on the edge of the bed next to the clothes. The younger looked up at him. “You asked me what I want and I told you I’ll add something to my list anytime I want.” “I know, but I don’t want you to give me so many things. I’m not a homeless person to receive this much.” He pointed at the pile of clothes. “It’s not like that, I just want you to always remember me. To always think of me when I’m away. That’s what I want.”

Kyungsoo sighed, not wanting to continue an argument and he knew he lost. He bent down and kissed the younger’s forehead with both hands cupping the other boy’s head. “You go, take a shower first.” Jongin didn’t say a word and just nodded, obeying the older boy’s order. He was obviously a little upset for not having things the way he wanted them to be and the doe eyed boy was aware. By the time he came out of the shower, the clothes were neatly folded into a pile on top of his desk along with the two wrist watches he picked out earlier. “Will it make you feel better if I take those things home?” Kyungsoo was sitting on the bed, pointing at the things he arranged on top of the desk. The younger boy was instantly lifted from misery and gave out a smile and a nod. “Yes!” He exclaimed, pulling the other boy up for a tight hug. He can’t help but be thankful for having a very understanding boyfriend who would give way to make him happy. “Thank you, hyung.” The doe eyed boy hugged him back, relieved that the boy was no longer upset with him. “I’m just returning the favor, Jongin.” “Jonginnie.” He corrected with a whine. “Yes, Jonginnie.”

With his luggage set on the other bus, Jongin looked back at his boyfriend who was standing by his car on the other side of the road. He gave the shorter boy an unimpressed look though Kyungsoo was trying to cheer him up with a smile. “Move it! Move it!” One of the teachers yelled, motioning for the students to get into the other bus. “Double time!” He sighed and smiled a bit when his boyfriend waved at him. ‘CALL. ME.’ Kyungsoo mouthed, raising his phone to his ear. He nodded and waved goodbye as well before getting inside the bus. He sat at the middle part of the bus, next to the window where he could see his boyfriend watching his every move. He finally gave off a brighter smile before the bus started the engine and left. It was just then he noticed nobody sat next to him and Chanyeol and Baekhyun sat in front of him while Luhan and Sehun behind him. “Yeol, I missed you!” He heard Baekhyu coo. “I’m sorry we didn’t have a chance to go out yesterday because of the rain.”

“It’s okay, sweet bum. I missed you too.” Chanyeol responded. “Lu-ge. Did you go out yesterday? I told you not to, right?” He heard Sehun speak behind him. “I didn’t Sehunnie. You know I listen to you well.” The Chinese boy answered and the next thing the tanned boy heard were smooching sounds both from his front and behind. He felt lonely. There’s no Yifan who would comfort him and feel the same way he did. His phone suddenly vibrated for a call and when he found out it was his boyfriend, he quickly picked it up. “Hyung, I feel so left out already.” He whined, kicking the back rest of Baekhyun’s seat but not hard enough to disturb the diva. “And nobody sat next to me.” “I know, I can see you.” He quickly looked out the window and found his car next to the bus. “You’re calling while driving?” The windows were tinted and he frowned at the fact that he can’t see his boyfriend. “The hands free feature was made on purpose, Jonginnie.” The older boy’s face was revealed after the window was pulled down. “I don’t want to see you frowning as you leave.” He glanced up at the bus and saw the younger boy beaming at him with a palm pressed against the window. “Take care, okay? Call me or your parents or Mr. Lee if something happens.” “Okay!” Kyungsoo checked the road in front of him and glanced back at the younger. “It’s almost my turn. See you in Friday!” He pouted his lips slightly, sending a kiss in the air towards the younger boy. “See you soon, hyung. I love you.” “I love you too.” The call ended with a beep. Jongin watched his car slow down and turn around the corner, feeling a little sad again. He never thought being in love at his age would be so emotional. He promised his boyfriend that he will try his best to enjoy the camping trip and he was motivated not to fail the other boy. “Yeollie, that tickles!” Ugh.

Chapter 23 After reviewing his notes, Kyungsoo picked up his phone to check if he missed a call or message from the younger but to his dismay, he received nothing. He sighed, thinking that Jongin was enjoying too much in the camp that he was too busy with his classmates or at least, he forgot to call or send a message, which is way too impossible to happen. Another thought crossed the doe eyed boy’s mind, that the younger boy was upset that he didn’t send any motivating message to him like he had promised. His thumbs furiously typed a message. To: Jongin Jonginnie, how’s your first day? Did everything go well? Did you enjoy? Behave, okay? Anyway, I have placed a small notebook on your luggage’s pocket. I forgot to tell you this morning. Can you write everything you did in the camp every night or when you have time? I want to know what you did and if you enjoyed there. ^^ He decided to take a shower and when he was done, he chose to wear Jongin’s clothes that the younger gave him. It wasn’t a bad idea after all. The younger’s idea of making him wear his clothes so he could be remembered. He excitedly picked up his phone with a smile and again, to his dismay, there wasn’t anything. His smile was automatically replaced by a frown and he checked the time. “Oh.” Kkamjong jumped into the bed with a soft purr before resting at the end corner of the bed. The cat looked up at his owner, like he was waiting for something to be said. Kyungsoo noticed him and sighed, realizing that it was past midnight already. “Jongin must be asleep now, right?” He asked towards the black ball of fur which ignorantly turned its head away. “Why am I talking to you anyway?” Hoping to receive a reply of any sort from the younger, he slipped under the covers, inhaling the large sweater’s scent as he closed his eyes. Before drifting into a deep slumber, the last thought he had was how he started to miss the younger’s presence.

On the other hand, Jongin was wide awake. He had been waiting for a message from his boyfriend and the more often he checked his phone every time they were given short breaks, the more depressed he felt to receive nothing. He can’t give a call in just a short time either. Watching his friends being all sweet and lovey-dovey in front of him already brought his mood meter to lower and receiving nothing from his boyfriend made it drop to flat zero. Worst, when Baekhyun informed him that the place can barely receive signal, his mood was beyond zero, negative. So there he was, laying on one of the lower part of the bunk beds that was located at the very end, with his eyes wide open while the others were fast asleep, some even snoring which made the worst even worse. To add to the worst, all the boys were sleeping in the same room, fifteen students together. He wondered if he could survive four more days.

His phone that was on top of his bag suddenly lit up for a message. He immediately sat up and gasped a little loudly but luckily, none of the other fourteen students seemed to have been disturbed. A bunch of heavy sleepers all gathered in one class. He picked up his phone and checked the time. It was already two in the morning and the sender’s I.D. was the one he had been looking forward to. Jongin pondered for a moment. It was either his boyfriend was still awake, or the message just came late due to the weak signal. Nevertheless, he was happy. While reading the message, he grabbed his bag closer to him and reached for the pocket to feel a small, notebook in his hand. He pulled it out and used his phone’s screen to view it. It was a small, black notebook and on the first page, in the middle of the page were the words JONGINNIE’S CAMPING DIARY and at the bottom, right corner was a drawing. A chibi version of Jongin carrying his luggage. At last, he thought, something made him feel brighter and happier. He placed the notebook back on the luggage and reread the message only to crave for his boyfriend’s fragile, petite body and baby powdered scent. He wanted to cry, not expecting he would feel so alone by just thinking of the other boy’s absence. Fuck, I’m so emotional. He lay back in bed with a sigh, thinking that he should have at least asked for something that belonged to the shorter boy. A handkerchief would do, he thought. He closed his eyes and eventually drifted to dreamland.

Kyungsoo woke up with nothing on his phone. What a depressing thing to wake up on. He realized he woke up too early, remembering that Jongin was away and he didn’t need to drive someone to school. He groaned, rolling in his bed to sleep again but his mind unconsciously wandered away from cellular phones to cellular towers and signals. Something made sense, though he wasn’t sure but still assumed that maybe the grounds where the camping was held had poor signal. It was much better to think of it that way than having thoughts of the younger forgetting all about him. He picked up his phone again. To: Jongin Jonginnie, I’m not sure if you’re having a bad signal there but that’s what I prefer to think right now because I never received a reply from you. I’m not sure either if you receive my messages at all. I hope you’re doing well there. Don’t forget about the notebook, okay? If you go to the woods or something, stick with your friends, don’t wander alone. Be safe always.

It was lunch when Jongin received the message and since he still had at least half an hour left before their next activity, he grabbed the notebook and started writing what he had experienced the day before until earlier that morning, including the part where he couldn’t fall asleep and woke up with darker eye bags. He tried sending messages a lot of times but it always ended with a notification that his message wasn’t sent. But it didn’t mean he would stop trying. That night, he received another message. From: Baby Soo <3 Jonginnie, are you bored? Did you notice the mp3 player in your bag? I placed it in the inside pocket. I added My Lady, the song your friends and I had been recording, in the list and some more songs that I listen to. I hope you’ll like them. Sleep well, okay? Don’t stay up too late. He checked the time on at the top of his phone’s screen and it was already past midnight. Too late. He still grabbed his bag and blindly searched for his mp3 player. Plugging the ear buds, he lay in bed and played My Lady. Kyungsoo’s voice came first, sounding so sexy and melting just like the first time he heard the sample of the song on the third day since they met, specifically, the same day they became a couple. Trying to find the right word to describe his boyfriend’s voice, he came up with sex. A voice that’s tantalizing, sensual and breathtaking. After listening to the other songs, he eventually felt drowsy and put the mp3 player aside and went to sleep. He planned that the first thing he would do in the morning is to write on his journal, describing his feelings when he listened to the song.

It was only the third day and Kyungsoo was already feeling a little weird without being exposed to a clingy boyfriend. He used to love the peacefulness in his apartment but because of the younger’s presence around him with almost seven days a week, he had gotten used to hear pointless whining and teasing. The peacefulness was different than the one he had when Jongin was around. It was too still and uncomfortable. He picked up his phone and as usual, there wasn’t anything. He sighed and noticed his cat lazily dragging itself towards the door, scratching his paws against the wood. “Two more days.” He muttered and the cat turned to him with something like an I-don’t-care face. Realizing that he had been talking to the cat lately, he thought that his boyfriend wasn’t weird anymore and he wouldn’t be surprised if the cat responds back to him with human words or he speaks to the cat, meowing.

He got up lazily and walked over to the door and opened it, watching the cat pushed back by the door. Once Kkamjong disappeared into the living room, he walked over to his desk and stared at the piece of paper with his terrible handwriting. Dear Jongin, he read and his eyes trailed down the sweet promises he had written down and stopped at the very bottom of the page. XOXO Last night, he was frustrated that he didn’t receive anything from the younger boy and ended up writing a love letter. He had never imagined himself writing one before, at least not when he felt exasperated. “Two more days.” He reminded himself again.

The whole class was gathered around the campfire, enjoying the peacefulness in the middle of nature. Jongin was seated at the very end of the long log and next to him were Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Luhan and Sehun respectively. “Kai, look at this.” The diva showed the younger his phone and in the screen was a stolen shot of Jongin looked like hugging a girl from behind. “Delete.” The tanned boy demanded, realizing that the photo was taken when he was helping his classmate tie her apron properly. “Says who?” Baekhyun sneered. “I did a pretty good job with this.” He started pressing buttons on his phone and laughed maniacally. “I wonder how Kyungie would react to this.” Chanyeol looked over the screen and found his boyfriend’s evil plan. “You’re going to send it to him?” The diva pressed the send button and showed it to the younger boy. “It’s sending.” He sang. Jongin watched the screen without interest. The sending indicator was still rolling. “I tried sending messages and I still failed. It wouldn’t wo—WHAT THE FUCK?!” Sent 7:38 PM. Baekhyun gasped, surprised as well. He didn’t expect it would be actually sent because of the weak signal their phones were having. “Motherfucker.” He muttered, almost dropping his phone to the ground. A girl on the other row of log next to them giggled. “Oppa sent me a message. I think the signal is fine now.” “The satellite was fixed now?” Another one asked, taking her phone out from her pocket. “It is!”

Jongin unlocked his phone quickly and found the signal bar full just in time a message came in. His fingers trembled when he read the sender’s I.D. From: Baby Soo <3 Really? I shouldn’t have expected too much from you. Shit. Shit. Shit. He wanted to strangle Baekhyun, who purposely exchanged positions with his boyfriend knowing that he was in trouble, but he decided he would take care of his boyfriend first. He started typing but his trembling fingers didn’t cooperate well, making useless words as he typed. With a groan, he pressed the home button and dialed his boyfriend’s number. He stood up and walked away, five meters from the circle. The ringing stopped after the fourth ring. “What?” His boyfriend’s voice was deep and not amused, and his head started to throb with his loud heartbeat. “Hyung, I miss you!” He blurted out. “Yeah, the photo showed how much you do. You didn’t reply on purpose, did you?” “It’s not like that! The signal just got better and Baekhyun was just fooling around and we didn’t know that the satellite nearby was fixed by the time he pressed the send button.” “You didn’t want me to see what you were doing.” “I was just helping my classmate with her apron! Trust me, hyung. Please. I tried sending you messages before but the signal was too weak. You believe me, right?” All he heard from the other line was a heavy sigh and a piece of paper being torn. “Hyung.” He softly cooed. “I miss you. A lot.” When the older boy didn’t give a response, he just decided to keep talking, knowing that Kyungsoo was still listening. “I am keeping the diary you gave me, I make sure to keep it updated. I listened to your songs. I loved them along with the songs you added. I can’t sleep well at night and I always end up sleeping almost at 2 in the morning. I thought you never sent me a message until Baekhyun told me that we were having a weak signal here in the camp.” Still, he didn’t hear a reply. “Hyung, I’m sorry. Please talk to me.” He just stood there in silence, staring at his friends’ backs. “Kyungsoo hyung.” “I miss you too, Jongin.” The voice was soothing and the younger felt relieved. “You should sleep early tonight.” “I’ll try. You’re not mad at me?”

“I’m not mad at you.” “Then why were you so silent?” He heard another paper being torn from the other line. “I’m writing something and it’s sort of due tomorrow.” “So, should I hang up now?” “I’m fine. Just hang up if you want or maybe you could just keep talking.” “But I’m disturbing you.” “An X is kiss for a soft kiss.” He chuckled and held tightly on his phone. “Why are you singing now?” “An O is for a circled hug. Maybe you already know.” “A new song?” “That’s what I’m writing right now.” “I’m looking forward to it.” “I know you are.” There was a pause and a shuffling noise. “Aren’t you supposed to be in some kind of activity with your class?” “We’re outside, around a campfire.” He heard one of the teachers announcing something and he saw Chanyeol look back at him, motioning for him to return. “Uhm, hyung, I’ll call you soon? I have to hang up now.” “Okay, okay. You can go now.” “I’ll send you a message later.” He said before hanging up and walked back to his place next to Chanyeol, stealing a second to pull the diva’s hair before sitting down. “Ouchie!”

Thursday night and Jongin couldn’t keep himself calm. He kept shifting in his bed even after a couple of hours since he ended the call with his boyfriend. He couldn’t wait to be home and to see his lovely boyfriend.

His phone suddenly lit up and he quickly picked it up and it was already past 2 in the morning when he checked the time. From: Baby Soo <3 Sleep. NOW. He wondered how his boyfriend knew he was still awake. Another message came to answer his question. From: Baby Soo <3 Baekhyun is watching you. Now, sleep. He quickly turned around and found another boy with a phone on, lying on the lower part of the bunk bed, one bed apart from his. He was sure Chanyeol used to be the one sleeping there but he could tell by the silhouette that it was the diva he could make out a sly smile on the face. To: Baby Soo <3 Fine. I just can’t wait to see you. The reply came with an attached photo, Kyungsoo sticking his tongue out. From: Baby Soo <3 If you’re tired tomorrow, I’ll cancel the date I planned and I’m pretty sure you’ll sleep all day. To: Baby Soo <3 I’m going to sleep now. I love you. <3 The reply came too fast with I love you too and before he knew it, he drifted to sleep.

The bus was estimated to arrive around lunch and Kyungsoo was glad that his afternoon classes were cancelled because of a scheduled seminar for their professors. He parked the car on the other side of the street, in front of the school, where he parked last Monday. He doesn’t exactly when the bus was coming and he thought it would be better to be in school early. He was reviewing the music sheet in his hands with his new song. He didn’t notice his phone vibrated for a message and was just surprised when someone got in to the seat next to his. Before he could look up to see who it was, he was harshly pulled and he dropped the music sheets at the sudden movement. His lips were met roughly by another pair of familiar lips, making him let out a muffled moan.

Jongin sloppily kissed him, having no time to be gentle and Kyungsoo could barely respond back with their lips pressed tightly against each other’s. He slipped his tongue, tasting every inch of the older boy’s wet cavern. He couldn’t explain how much he missed how his boyfriend tasted like and how soft those plump lips felt against his. He didn’t stop attacking the other’s lips even if they were swollen enough and almost bled with his nipping and sucking. In need of air, Kyungsoo managed to pull away from the strong grip of the younger with a sharp gasp. He looked back at the younger, panting hard, his hands reached out to touch the younger’s face. He chuckled at the sight of a desperate Jongin with messy, wet lips. He used his long sleeve to wipe the younger’s lips and his as well before leaning closer to the other to plant a chaste kiss. He felt the younger leaning towards him, asking for more as he pulled away. He eventually gave in but the kiss was gentle. “I missed you, hyung.” The younger muttered between the kisses. “I missed you too.”

Kyungsoo picked up the black notebook from the bag and lay on his couch while the younger, like he predicted, slept the rest of the day. Day 1, he read, is the worst day ever. The bitches were making out the whole ride to the camp and I just sat quietly, imagining how it would feel like to have Kyungsoo hyung with me. We would probably make out the whole ride as well, much better than how those bitches did. Baekhyun and his giant troll, Sehun and his Chinese doll boy. He snorted before continuing to the next paragraph. When we arrived at the camp, I thought the place was nice. Everything was bright and green. Fresh. But when we got into the large, log cabin, I thought I felt like an orphan. There were only two rooms for all the students, one for the boys and one for the girls. Bunk beds lined up and I chose the very end where nobody wanted to take the upper part of the bed. Sehun and Luhan started arguing on who would take the lower bunk. “I didn’t know you wrote love letters to me.” He looked up to see his boyfriend holding a bunch of papers with a grin on his face. No way. He cursed himself for forgetting to dispose them or at least keep them away. He quickly got up from the couch and sprinted towards the taller boy, trying to snatch the papers away but failed. Jongin raised the papers higher, away from his reach. So much for being short.

“Hey! Give that back!” He jumped repeatedly, still unsuccessful from having them at reach. “Even if you take it away, I have read all of them already.” Embarrassed, he turned away and sighed. “Fine.” He knew he couldn’t do anything and just went back to the couch. “You’re really sweet, hyung.” “Whatever, Jongin.”

Chapter 24 “Dear Jongin,” Kyungsoo, who was slicing vegetables on the counter, snapped his head towards the younger boy’s direction next to the fridge. His glare didn’t seem enough as a threat to the tanned boy who kept reading one of his love letters aloud. “It’s been your fourth day at the camp. Have I told you—.” “Jongin!” “—how much I missed you? We just finished our call but I still yearn for presence.” The younger looked up from the paper with a stupid grin in his face. “Aw, you missed me that much, hyung?” The older boy felt goose bumps in his arms and his face warmed up in embarrassment, continuing his work with the knife and he looked away with a hiss, disbelieving the fact that he wrote love letters that weren’t supposed to be read by his boyfriend. At least, not as much as he expected to be read aloud to him. “It feels weird that I couldn’t hear your nonsense but cute whines for a whole day. There are no repeated hyungs and babes to look forward to each day. I miss your warm hugs and your stupid habit of stealing sweet kisses when I’m busy.” The doe eyed boy wanted to shrink or disappear into thin air, ashamed of all the cheesy words he had written. “Aw, hyung.” He felt a pair of hands on both sides of his waist and weight on his shoulder. “I’m holding a knife, Mr. Kim.” He sternly said, raising the sharp blade in front of his face. Ignoring what he assumed was a threat, Jongin just chuckled. “I am aware that being so mean to me is one way to show your affection to me. Maybe I should go and spend nights away so that you’ll always be the sweet Kyungsoo hyung I know.” “Yes, please.” Lowering the knife, the older boy sighed and continued to chop. “And never go back.” “I love you too, hyung.” The younger responded, teasingly nibbling on the shorter boy’s earlobe, earning a soft gasp from the other. “Don’t tease me while I’m holding a knife.” The older muttered, resting the knife on the side. “Do you want to get stabbed?” “I just miss you, hyung.” His lips trailed down to the shorter boy’s nape, planting butterfly kisses and inhaling the addictive baby scent. “Don’t you miss me too?” His hands moved up the older boy’s sides, feeling the other’s body stiffen at the action.

Kyungsoo threw his head back when the younger knowingly spotted one of his sensitive spots on his neck. Not so gentle bites got him moaning unconsciously. The younger boy smiled when he noticed that the knife was placed aside on the counter. It could be one good sign for submission, he thought. He left his hands slip under the shorter boy’s shirt in a swift movement, earning a surprised gasp. Hands gripping tightly on the edge of the counter, the older boy could feel his blood rushing down south. He can’t believe he could get turned on at unexpected and weird times like preparing dinner in the kitchen. Before his sane mind could slip away, he wanted to stop. “S-Stop, Jongin.” But hell, his body wants the opposite and the younger was fully aware by the way his body pressed back into the taller boy’s. Jongin moved a hand down to his lover’s crotch, feeling a small bulge under his palm. He knew that it was a chance to have some sexy time with his boyfriend and he wouldn’t hesitate to take advantage of it. They were separated for days anyway and it could be a valid reason to make up for their separation. He moved his hand against the clothed erection, making his boyfriend harder with the pleasuring friction. “Oh, god.” The other breathed out heavily, still trying to contain himself. Lips still attached against the milky white skin, he continued to suck on several spots until he made marks. He slipped his hand under the older boy’s sweatpants and boxers, his warm hand wrapped around his lover’s hard member and he started pumping in a slow pace. “Shit.” Jongin couldn’t help but feel turned on by the rough, heavy voice that emitted from the other. “Fuck you, hyung!” He growled, pressing his own hard on between the older boy’s covered butt cheeks. “Why do you have to sound so sexy when you curse?” His other arm rested around the boy’s waist to hold him in place as he fastened his other hand’s pace. Kyungsoo felt the younger’s boner pressed hard behind him and it was as satisfying as he imagined, not like the night when his boyfriend had a wet dream. He involuntarily bucked his hips to meet the younger’s rhythm with a moan. Noticing, the tanned boy smirked. “Naughty.” He started grinding his clothed member against the shorter boy’s bottom along with the movement. He moaned on his own, joining the other’s soft but sharp ones. He could feel the pleasure pooling down and he didn’t want to believe he was nearing his peak by just dry humping behind his lover. “A-ah…Jong…in…” The older boy’s voice faltered and ended with a loud, satisfying moan as he released his seeds into the younger’s hand.

“Fuck!” Jongin cursed, exploding in the process of his boyfriend’s moaning to end. He felt his breathing waver after his release, his knees weakened as he reached to hold on to the edge of the counter. He let his body lean against the shorter figure. “What was that?” He managed to ask against the other’s ear in a whisper. “Did you cum?” Asked the older boy, looking down on the chopping board. “I did.” “By just…” He wanted to continue but the horrifying sight caught his eyes. “You smeared cum on the counter!” Bending, he reached out to the paper towels and wiped the younger’s hand and the counter. He threw the dirty towel on the trashcan but it only ended halfway to the target destination. Still trapped between the younger’s arms, he managed to turn around and looked at held his boyfriend’s face in his hands and pecked on his lips. “I miss you too. But I think we need to clean up first.” “Together in the shower?” “I’ll go first. I need to finish preparing dinner.” He answered, ignoring the younger’s offer. Leaving the younger in the kitchen, he headed straight to the bathroom with his new set of clothes. Jongin pouted, thinking of when he could possibly be in the same shower with his boyfriend. Soon, he convinced himself. His eyes darted down on his stained pants and he was surprised that it seemed like he released a lot. He had tried dry humping before but he never came to the point of releasing. Was he just excited that he was having a sexy time with his boyfriend or was it because he hasn’t had released for a while? He still prefers the first option.

Jongin took a spoonful of the food and moaned purposely like he was doing a TV commercial, earning a weird look from the older boy. After swallowing, he smirked and winked towards the other. “You know what they say, everything is better if made with love.” Exaggerating the last word, he meant the sexy time they had in the middle of the dinner preparation. “Ah! Hyung!” Kyungsoo kicked his shin a little harshly. “Stop being so disgusting. We’re eating.” “Is having a sexy time with you a disgusting thing?” The older boy placed his spoon back on the table with a loud sound and the younger’s horrified face stared back at him. “Is this how you talk with your sluts when you eat?”

The tanned boy furiously shook his head in response. “Why are you bringing those things up? I never ate a meal with them. I’m sorry, hyung.” There was a long pause before the older boy spoke. “Don’t talk to me.” He picked his spoon again and continued to eat. The guilty tanned boy had been silent since their dinner and he trailed behind the older boy like a lost puppy. Anywhere his boyfriend went, he was there, at least a meter away. “Stop following me around. You’re more annoying than Kkamjong.” Kyungsoo said without even glancing at the person he was talking to. He headed to the bedroom and laid himself in bed, facing the window. The younger followed inside after turning off all the lights, silently laid down next to his upset boyfriend, facing the shorter boy. He hesitantly reached out to the older boy, his hand rested on the other’s arm. When he received no opposing response, he moved closer and wrapped his arms around the older boy’s waist. “Good night, hyung.” “Stubborn.” “I know.” He sighed, nuzzling his nose on the other’s nape. “Tomorrow’s Saturday.” He muttered and the other hummed in response. “Can we go out?” “Okay.” The response came too quickly and lifeless. “But you don’t sound okay with it.” “I knew you were going to ask me if we could go out tomorrow. I’m not against it.” Jongin wasn’t convinced and thought that it would still take time before his boyfriend warms up to him again. He shifted in his position, taking his arms away as he moved away. Stretching his legs, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle along with a cat’s loud yelp. “AH! What the hell?” He sat up immediately and the older boy did the same. “What happened?” Kyungsoo rushed up to the light switch and when the light was turned on, he found the younger clutching to his right ankle with a wince. He took the younger’s hand away and saw three shallow scratch marks just above the ankle. Though shallow, the creases let some blood escape. His eyes darted towards the black cat on the corner, licking its paw like nothing had happened. “What an ignorant cat.” “I didn’t know he was in the bed.” Jongin softly said. “I’ll treat that.” He went to the bathroom and took his first aid kit back to the bedroom where his boyfriend and the black cat were having a staring game. “You’ll turn into a cat, Jongin.” “But not as ignorant as Kkamjong like you said.” The younger said, not looking away from the cat’s eyes.

“Lie on your side.” He gently pushed the younger down to the bed as he sat on the edge with the tanned boy’s foot on his lap. He poured some amount of disinfectant into the wet wipes, pressing it gently into the scratches. Jongin whimpered, trying to get the older boy’s attention, though it didn’t really hurt. Kyungsoo pressed the wipes on the wound hard, earning a real whimper from the younger. “Aw, Jonginnie’s such a baby.” He cooed as he smiled towards his boyfriend, pressing hard once more until the younger pulled his foot away. He saw the annoyed expression from the younger and quickly pulled back the taller boy’s ankle. “We’re not done yet.” “You’re hurting me.” The younger whined but didn’t protest when his foot was back onto the older boy’s lap. “I wasn’t until you were faking it.” When the younger didn’t answer, he continued to disinfect the creases and finally covered them with gauze. “Done.” He stood up and shooed the cat out of the room for a punishment for being ignorant and bitchy. He placed the kit on top of his desk and turned off the light before going back to bed. “Hyung.” He felt a pair of arms around his waist as he lay on his back. “We’re going out tomorrow, right?” “After we clean up all your dirty clothes from the camp.” “Fine with me.” He cuddle himself into the other’s warmth, his head leaning on the younger’s chest. He could hear the older boy’s soft heartbeat and fingers ran along his hair. The repeated heartbeat and motioned fingers in his hair made him feel sleepy and eventually, he drifted to slumber.

Kyungsoo was doing the laundry, putting the cleaned ones into the dryer. He barely used the washing machine when he’s alone, but his boyfriend’s dirty clothes piled up and he didn’t want to wash them by hand. The amount would tire him at the end of the day. The younger suddenly came up to him while answering a call. “Uhm, hyung?” “What?” He asked, not looking back at the younger. “Chanyeol’s sister is throwing a party tonight so they want us to be there.” “No date later?”

“I guess, no.” “Okay, sure.” Jongin reached out to his boyfriend’s hair and messed it up before running away to the living room. “We’ll be there.” The older just grunted and continued with his work. The younger was back, looking at him with a goofy smile. He had a boyfriend who could cook, tend his wounds, do his laundry and keep the house clean. “Hyung, you’re the perfect example for a wife.” “I know what you’re thinking.” He answered, having to hear the same comments from the others for years. “You need a maid, not me.” He looked back to the younger with his tongue stuck out. “But they’re not as cute and adorable as you.” “And you’re the perfect example for a prince.” Smug, he smirked. “I know. Handsome and rich.” “And spoiled and lazy and whiny and stubborn and a brat.” The other added with a sweet, sarcastic smile. “Perfect, right? And I’m just a poor housewife. Great.” “My wife?” “Have it your way.” “Then you’re a princess since you’re my partner.” “That’s disgusting.” “We’re going to Prince Chanyeol’s party tonight, my princess.” He bowed like how princes do with so much poise and the older couldn’t even deny that his boyfriend looked perfect at the moment. So perfect until the older boy scooped out a handful of bubbles from the washing machine and threw it to him.

The Park’s residence was no smaller than the Kim’s and it looked so modern with all the huge glass windows and terraces from the second floor. The guests were from around teenagers to early thirties and the only young ones were Chanyeol’s friends, including Kyungsoo. The doe eyed boy had expected Tao to be around because of Kris but then he was reminded that Kris was out of the country for the meantime. It wasn’t like he had trouble getting along with his boyfriend’s

friends but he just wanted someone who could relate with him when all the others talk about something he couldn’t understand. He was introduced to Chanyeol’s sister, Yura, who looked a lot like the giant only that she was of the opposite gender and a lot shorter. He had given an impression that Yura thought he was Chanyeol’s new classmate because of his cute and short appearance. He just laughed it off, used to hear comments that people thought he was younger than what his age says. They were at back of the house where the pool was located and they had their own, little cottage to stay in while the other guests scattered around the place. He had rejected drinking beer and tequilas but he stuck himself with fruit punch to be safe. He had the urge to use the bathroom while Jongin went inside the house to get more drinks with Sehun. “Chanyeol, I need to use the bathroom.” Chanyeol pointed up into the second floor. “The one downstairs must be used so you can use the one in my room. Walk up the stairs, the second door to the right.” “Thank you.” He smiled and stood up, made his way to upstairs. Jongin came back with Sehun and internally panicked when he didn’t see his boyfriend around. “Where is he?” He almost slammed the drinks into the table. “My room, using the bathroom.” The giant answered, grabbing a new can of beer. Baekhyun chortled at the younger’s expression that failed to keep a calm expression. “Relax, Kai. He’ll be back right away. Unless someone followed him with some interest. You know what I mean.” He sat down and sighed but ten minutes had passed and he had finished two cans of beer, his boyfriend hasn’t come back yet. “Maybe someone really followed him.” Baekhyun said with a guilty smile. “You should go and check on him.” The younger didn’t hesitate and immediately stood up, making his way up the stairs. He had been into his friend’s house and he knew pretty well which way to go. Just when he turned to his right, he found two males at the end of the hallway, past Chanyeol’s room. The other was pinned against the wall and the distant voices sounded like an argument. “Excuse me.” He said, his voice booming into the hallway. The man, in his early twenties, looked back at him with a lazy smirk. He was as tall as the younger, but Jongin didn’t find him intimidating at all. Not in the stranger’s drunken state. “Don’t you know it’s restricted to go here?”

“Jongin!” The said stranger was pushed aside with so much effort and Kyungsoo came running into him, tripping into nothing. “Hyung!” Jongin met his boyfriend halfway, feeling the weight drape into him as they met. The shorter figure in his hands was trembling. “What happened?” “Excuse me, sir! You are not allowed in here.” Chanyeol’s voice echoed behind them. He had two other unfamiliar figures with him whom he asked to escort the drunken man away with him. He turned to the younger boy and pointed at the nearby guest room. The tanned boy watched his friend leave, exchanging nods before the Chanyeol disappeared around the corner. He led his trembling boyfriend into the vacant room and locked the door before settling down in the bed. He turned the lamp on beside the bed and looked at the older boy who was sobbing uncontrollably with face buried in hands. “Hyung, what happened?” “He…” Kyungsoo sobbed even harder. “He touched me.” Jongin swallowed a lump in his throat, knowing that someone had touched his boyfriend. Unforgivable.

Chapter 25 It took Kyungsoo at least an hour to completely calm down and fall asleep. The whole time he had been repeating the whole incident in his mind and caused him to breakdown all over again. He felt the touches lingered in him, making him feel disgusted with himself and he could clearly remember the smell of alcohol from the stranger. He wanted to forget all of it, even just for a while and give Jongin a break from lulling him to sleep. The younger boy watched his boyfriend in his arms, sleeping peacefully with swollen eyes and damp cheeks from the tears. It was just one of the times he felt his importance to the other’s life, being on Kyungsoo’s side when the older boy needed comfort. He carefully laid down the older boy in the bed and tucked him under the covers, planting a soft kiss on the shorter boy’s forehead. Finding out what had happened was the next thing he planned to do. He would have revenge in any sort of way if he needed to. He walked out the room quietly and walked down the stairs, eyes searching for a certain stranger. Along the mini bar that the Park’s had, there stood the tall, drunk stranger he had been looking for. He was getting himself a new drink and Jongin was more than pleased that he was alone. Noticing the younger’s presence, he looked back with a sly smile. “It’s the poor boy’s hero, Kim Jongin.” He stated, taking a sip from his glass. The mention of his name wasn’t a surprise though Jongin didn’t know who he was. It must be one of his father’s business connections. “What did you do to him?” He stopped a meter away from the said stranger. “I was just trying to start a little conversation from the cute guy. I have seen him around the campus lately but I didn’t have the chance to approach him because he was never alone.” Jongin tightened his jaw at the thought that the older male might be one of his boyfriend’s secret admirers. “He tried to ignore me when I approached him so I had to force myself to touch him a little too much.” He snickered. “He smells nice.” The younger held the urge to attack the stranger and his breathe started to feel heavy. “I offered him a night. I was going to pay him double if he wants to.” That was it. The younger crossed the distance between them and was ready to throw a punch towards the stranger’s sickening face when he was pulled back by a pair of arms. But it didn’t stop his words to come out of his lips. “He’s not someone you could hire for a night, you bastard!” Looking at the stranger smiling made him even more furious. “Go and buy yourself some willing money-faced sluts instead of someone else’s boyfriend, fucker!”

The stranger just stood there, eyes not leaving the younger’s as he took another sip from his drink. “That commoner is your boyfriend? What would your parents say about that? How about your parents’ business partners? Such a shame.” “Kai, don’t make a huge scene. This isn’t our par—.” Sehun, who had his arms around the tanned boy, was interrupted. “Let go of me, Sehun. I’m going to kill this bastard.” He struggled to get away from the other’s arms, eyes sending daggers towards the stranger. Chanyeol came into sight, standing next to the tanned boy. “It’s okay, Sehun. Nobody would notice.” He turned to the youngest and winked, sure enough that the people outside the room wouldn’t notice the trouble they were about to make. Sehun immediately loosened his grip and Jongin took the chance to give the said stranger a strong blow with his fist, right into the other’s face. The other fell on the floor and his glass flew away into the carpet, spilling his drink. Before he could feel the pain on his cheek, he was pulled up by the tanned boy and given another blow on the other cheek. He was again on the floor, straddled by an angry teenager and pulled harshly by the collar. “You have no right to judge him, you sick bastard! And for your knowledge, my parents knew about our relationship and guess what? They didn’t react the way you thought.” Baekhyun pulled the tanned boy away but not before giving the stranger a good slap on the face. “That’s for messing up with our Kyungie, bitch!” “I’m not done yet!” Jongin argued as he was pulled away from the room but Chanyeol dragged him up the stairs to where his boyfriend was sleeping. “Enough, Kai.” The giant told him before going out the guestroom, closing the door quietly. The younger could only sigh. At least I had some revenge. He swore he was going to hunt the man down someday.

Jongin woke up the next day with the older boy still fast asleep in his arms. He didn’t know he fell asleep that night and the last thing he could remember was thinking of how make sure the perverted stranger away from his boyfriend while he was cuddling the other. He can’t believe the man wanted his boyfriend for a price when he treasured Kyungsoo’s virginity. There was no way he’ll let others be his boyfriend’s first and besides, he’s as selfish as Kyungsoo. He doesn’t want to share his boyfriend.

He got out of bed carefully not to wake the older boy and found his friends downstairs at the dining room, waiting for their breakfast to be served. “Hey.” All eyes turned to him and Chanyeol invited him to join them for breakfast. “Where’s your sister?” He asked, taking a seat next to Luhan. “Out, as usual. We’re the only ones here.” Luhan leaned closer to the tanned boy and asked about Kyungsoo. “What did he say?” Jongin shook his head with a sigh. “He’s still sleeping. Did you know that fucker is in the same school as him?” Everyone shook their heads in response. “He said he had been watching Kyungsoo hyung for a while but he just didn’t approach him because hyung is always with someone else. So after I punched him, I’m even worried that he’ll find more chance to approach hyung and do something.” The others eyed him and agreed. “But…” Baekhyun chirped. “I’m sure Kyungie won’t always be alone and that ugly bitch won’t dare to get close to him because he already knows what’s coming for him once he touches Kyungie.” The maids came in with trays of American breakfast for them. “Maybe you should wake Kyungie.” The diva added with a nod towards the tanned boy. The younger’s senses were filled with the smell of bacon and pancakes, almost tempted to dig in right away but of course, he can’t put food first before his boyfriend. He stood up and walked upstairs, opening the door quietly to find Kyungsoo sitting on the edge of the bed with his head hung low. “Kyungsoo hyung.” He cooed softly, approaching and sitting next to the shorter figure. The doe eyed boy looked up to him with a weak smile. “The others are downstairs. Let’s eat breakfast too.” “Okay. I need to wash my face first.” Kyungsoo stood up and the younger led him to the bathroom and both washed their face together. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he frowned to see his puffy eyes from crying. “This is embarrassing.” “No, it’s okay, hyung. Chanyeol’s parents and sister isn’t here so it’s fine.” He grabbed the towel from the handle in the wall and wiped the older boy’s face first before his. He was grinning the whole time he was wiping the other’s face. Kyungsoo looked like a helpless kid forced by his parents to clean up. He never thought taking care of a boyfriend would be fun, especially that he had one, cute and adorable lover. The older boy took the towel away from him with an annoyed grunt. “My face is dry already.” Jongin just chuckled in return as it was his turn to have his faced wiped with the same towel. The tanned boy noticed the other’s gloomy aura and though he knew the reason why, he still wanted to make sure. “Hyung, what’s wrong?”

The shorter boy immediately stopped wiping the other’s face and pulled his hand away with a surprised look on his face like he didn’t expect the question. “Nothing.” Jongin was obviously wasn’t buying it. “Did that guy tell you something bad?” “No.” He wasn’t lying. The only thing he had heard from the stranger was asking how much he would cost for a night and he was offended. What bothered him was the feeling of disgust that he had let the stranger touched him in a sensual way. “It’s just…” He paused with a guilty sigh and looked down on his feet. “I’m sorry, Jongin.” “Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong.” “I didn’t fight him back when he touched me.” He felt himself wrapped in warmth. “I was too freaked out.” He wanted to cry but no tears escaped his eyes. He had cried his eyes out last night and he had no more tears to bring out his frustrations and guilt. He sobbed while murmuring how sorry he was all over again. The younger boy knew his boyfriend didn’t have anything to apologize for but he still let the older boy sob against his chest. The stayed like that for ten minutes before the older boy spoke up, pulling away from his arms. “I can’t show up to your friends like this.” He sobbed, looking back at his reflection in the mirror and placing the towel back on the handle. “I’m feeling better already but I still look horrible.” “No, you don’t.” Jongin tried to cheer the other up by pinching the older boy’s cheeks as he looked through the mirror. “You still look cute, baby Soo.” He saw the older boy’s face flush a faint tint of pink and the eyes widen. “What… baby Soo are you talking about?” “I see you like that nickname.” He smugly said, standing behind the shorter boy. “Look at you. You’re blushing.” He cooed, making the other blush even more. “Stop.” “Okay, okay.” He gave the other a soft kiss on the cheek before dragging themselves into the dining room where the others were still eating and chatting about a foreign TV show they had watched. Jongin secretly gave them signals not to mention anything that happened last night. Their breakfast went well with Kyungsoo smiling and laughing at every story that Baekhyun told him. It was mainly about his friends’ embarrassing moments that he witnessed like how Chanyeol asked him out for a date before they became a couple in a men’s bathroom and ended up slipping into the floor where some spilled urines puddled and how Sehun accepted a dare to flirt with a random girl in a mall who ended up being flirted by a transgendered male.

He also heard how Jongin struggled not to laugh in the middle of a quiet bus trip with the whole class because of a stupid joke Baekhyun shared and ended up farting loudly, waking up the students who were sleeping around them and started asking what the sound was all about. Kyungsoo laughed too hard at the younger’s embarrassing moment, agreeing with the others that it was probably the most embarrassing thing he had heard. Jongin, on the other hand, laughed along and secretly thanked Baekhyun for making his boyfriend laugh after a miserable event that happened the night before. It was one of the rarest moments Jongin ever experienced with Kyungsoo and it was actually the first time he had seen the older boy laugh so hard that he was almost tearing up. He was glad, though he wasn’t the one who made his boyfriend laugh like that but he was proud to say that it was about him that the other laughed so hard. He didn’t mind that it was one of the most embarrassing moments he had – actually the most embarrassing of all – because if it wasn’t for it, Kyungsoo wouldn’t be enjoying the moment.

The couple was back at the Kim’s, specifically in Jongin’s room, where Kyungsoo was back at reading the manga series out of boredom, sitting next to the bookshelf, while the younger was busy personally asking the household workers what to prepare for lunch. Kyungsoo just noticed the narrow, horizontal drawers at the bottom of the bookshelf with keyholes on each. Curious, he tried pulling the first drawer and it was locked. The second was locked too but the third, surprisingly, was open. He almost choked at the sight of porn magazines, CDs and a box of unopened condoms. His breath stopped for a few seconds but as soon as he realized that it was normal for teenagers to have such things, especially a hooker like his boyfriend, he released a deep sigh and shook his head. It wasn’t like he never saw one, though he had never actually seen a condom in person. He pulled out the top most magazine and started scanning it by page. The pictures of naked girls appeared as he flipped to another page, thinking why he never found naked girls – especially the ones with big, fake boobs – attractive. He had stopped to read the embarrassing confessions while having sex on one of the pages. He snickered at the first confession, muttering why the couple would even do a 69 position in a hospital bed when the other was being confined and ended up being caught by a doctor. The door opened and the smile that had been on the younger’s lips immediately disappeared. Finsing his boyfriend reading his porn magazines never crossed his mind but there he was, standing at the doorway in disbelief while the older boy was still oblivious to his presence. Flipping to the next page, Kyungsoo finally noticed the younger frozen at the doorway staring at him with shock. After blinking a few times to register what was happening, he closed to magazine and placed it back on the drawer and closed it. He looked back at Jongin, with a guilty smile. “I was bored and curious but it’s not like I haven’t seen one before.”

It took the younger at least a couple of seconds to get his body moving again, closing the door behind him and walked over to his night table. He had found a set of keys at the bottom drawer of his night table and rushed towards his bookshelf, kneeling next to his boyfriend and stuck a key at the hole to lock it. He looked at the older boy with guilt that the other didn’t know why it was there. “It’s not like what you’re thinking. I don’t use them anymore and probably just forgot to lock it but trust me I have never opened this drawer since we met.” Kyungsoo let out a chuckle, surprised at the unexpected statements from the other. “I never thought of it that way. It’s just normal for teenager to have those things though I don’t have any of those.” “Well, you’re too innocent for that?” His statement came out as a question, unsure of his own words. “Maybe not.” He remembered Taemin told him that the whole staff in the café watched porn together. “Silly, I would buy one if I have money but I can’t waste any amount for any of those.” “Then you can have some of these.” He quickly turned the key again and took out his magazines and CDs. He turned back to the older boy when he heard the other laugh. “I’m serious.” The doe eyed boy shook his head. “I’m not interested, Jongin. I don’t like girls.” “You mean, you don’t get turned on by them?” “Exactly. But you do, so keep them.” “I’m… not sure about that anymore.” He grinned and leaned closer to capture the older boy’s bottom lip between his lips, gently sucking on it. Kyungsoo’s lips curved upwards, letting his hands cup the younger’s face, pulling him closer. He felt himself pushed back until his back and head were against the carpeted floor while their lips were still in contact. Jongin’s lips moved down to the other’s neck as he straddled over the other, earning satisfied gasps and moans, even chuckles. He had made some fresh marks near the collar bone, enjoying himself in ravishing his boyfriend’s skin. He could tell the other was enjoying his touches when the older guided his hand on some parts of the body where his boyfriend wanted to be touched. The older boy was taking advantage of the moment. He wanted to remove all the lingering disgust he had that only his boyfriend’s touches could successfully make him forget it. After a few more hidden marks in his waist, Jongin hovered above him once again, capturing his lips. A knock was heard, followed by the butler’s voice calling for Jongin’s attention. The younger pulled away a little bit and whispered, “Lunch must be ready now.”

When they came down, they were surprised to be met by Jongin’s parents at the dining room. Kyungsoo immediately stiffened and managed to give them a bow and a greeting. Jongin’s father was seated at one end of the table while his mother sat on the right side so the young couple took the seats opposite from the woman. Jongin was directly face to face with his mother. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” The tanned boy muttered to no one in particular as he leaned back on his seat, slouching a bit. His father cleared his throat as the maids served their lunch. “On Friday, 31st of October…” Jongin snapped his head to his father with a gasp. He knew what was about to be said next and he totally forgot about it. Kyungsoo turned to the same direction, curious of why the younger reacted that way. “…our annual family gathering in Japan. We would be there two days before so on 28th, we would be leaving already.” Their family gathering was a tradition and every member of the family should attend and no excuses will be valid, except when one is in the hospital. It happens in different places, any country where a Kim is located and last year had been just in Jeju. The younger doesn’t want to leave again for a week and most importantly, he doesn’t want to leave his boyfriend. “But—.” “We can bring Kyungsoo if you want.” His mother said with a smile, looking at a surprised doe eyed boy. “Great!” He beamed but it disappeared almost immediately when he saw his boyfriend shaking his head. “Why, hyung? There’s nothing for you to pay anyway.” “I can’t, I have a scholarship, I can’t miss school, and I can’t be away from my parents because my father is still not perfectly well.” The shorter boy bowed in apology towards the boy’s parents. “But thank you for the offer.” Jongin wanted to whine and throw tantrums but he knew he can’t. He can’t be selfish and just drag the older boy with him anywhere. Understanding the other’s situation, he just nodded and sighed. “Okay.” Kyungsoo looked up to his boyfriend apologetically. “I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.” There were no words exchanged after that and they ate lunch in silence. The parents finished ahead and left to the home office to take care of their business, leaving the young couple in the dining room. Jongin was upset and he knew there wasn’t any acceptable reason to be but he couldn’t help it. Doing things without the other boy was no fun for him and he would be stuck with relatives he isn’t even close with for a week, like every year.

The older boy knew how the younger was feeling and he couldn’t change his mind. There was no way he would because unlike his boyfriend, his parents depended on him. He can’t just go and leave and he doesn’t even have a passport. He was surprised when the tanned boy suddenly stood up without finishing his food and started walking away. “Jongin.” He quickly trailed behind just to be ignored and they reached the younger’s bedroom. “I’m sorry.” The younger didn’t give him a response and just covered himself under his blanket. “Jongin.” He stood next to the bed and slumped down his shoulders when he was still ignored. “I’ll go home now.” Before he could turn away, the younger begged him not to. “Stay, please.” He stared at the lump under the sheets and sighed. “But you’re ignoring me.” “Don’t go.” Finally giving in, Kyungsoo sat on the edge of the bed in silence and stared at the wall in front of him. They didn’t speak for a while until the younger shifted, pulling the covers off his head and turned to the sitting figure on his bed, the back on him. “I understand you, hyung, I just can’t accept it.” He softly said, watching the other turn back at him. “But it’s fine and I can’t do anything about it.” “A few days won’t hurt, right?” “I guess so.” He smiled a little. “I made it through the camping trip. I’m sure I’ll make it through this time too as long as you always call me because you’re the one who makes my day.” Kyungsoo grabbed the nearest pillow and playfully threw it into the younger’s face. “You were so ignorant moments ago and now you’re being cheesy.” “But it’s true so will you stay the night here?” “Kkamjong needs me.” He stuck his tongue out towards the other, making the younger scoff in jealousy. “Kkamjong. It’s always Kkamjong.”

Chapter 26 Kyungsoo was never aware that the stranger he hated was in the same university and neither his friends knew about it. Like the usual, he was never alone during break times and he was safe in all his classes. Everything was fine and at the end of the day, he would pick up his boyfriend from school and spend the night over at the Kim’s by the younger’s request. It was Tuesday, the day before Jongin leaves for their annual gathering in Japan and he had decided to spend the night together. And they were in his bed with the shorter boy seated between his legs and his arms wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist. They were watching a zombie movie that he chose among his collection. He had his chin leaning on the shorter boy’s shoulder and he wasn’t really paying attention to the movie for he had seen it quite a few times already. He swore he would never get tired of memorizing the older boy’s facial features, along with the baby-like scent he already loved. He nuzzled his nose into the other’s neck, inhaling the scent but he made sure not to disturb the older boy from watching the movie. He felt Kyungsoo turn slightly to him and he immediately pulled away to meet the older boy’s curious look. He just leaned closer to the other and planted a chaste kiss on the older boy’s lips. “I’m going to miss you a lot.” He whispered into the boy’s lips before placing another kiss. “I’m going to miss you a lot too, Jongin.” Kyungsoo replied with a smile before focusing back on the movie. After some time, he felt the older boy’s weight against his chest and he noticed the other’s stable breathing. He smiled as he lay down his boyfriend in his bed, watching intently the calm face of the boy he won’t be seeing again for days. Nobody could be cuter than his boyfriend, he thought, and it was one of the reasons why he would never risk anything to lose his boyfriend.

Kyungsoo just stood in his spot as his boyfriend kept on showering him with kisses. It would have been fine if they weren’t outside the house and if they weren’t standing right in front of his boyfriend’s parents. “Jongin… you’re… going to… be late.” He muttered between the kisses and the younger didn’t pull away after another minute and by that time, the parents were already inside the car. “I’m going to miss you a lot, baby.” “Same here, Jonginnie. I promise to call you often.” “I’ll be waiting.” He looked at the tanned boy with a curious look while the other just grinned at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the car now?”

The other boy snapped. “Oh. Right.” He leaned once again for a kiss. “Bye, hyung. Call me, okay?” “Yes, I’ll call you.” Kyungsoo watched his boyfriend get into the car with a goodbye wave and waited for the car to disappear on the corner. “That was one of a show.” He looked back to see Mr. Lee behind him with a genuine smile. It was the first time he had seen the butler smile at him or to anyone. “You mean the…” Kiss? He trailed off and hesitated. “Well, I can’t stop him. Really.” “Kids these days.” He wasn’t sure what the older man actually meant but he just gave off a guilty smile anyway. Meanwhile, Jongin received a little comment from his mother and he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be embarrassed or not. “That was sweet back there.” His mother said earlier and he ignored it, feeling his face flush a bit. He looked out the window and watched the scenery become unfamiliar as they rode out of their town. I miss him already.

The older boy’s day was nothing out of normal and the next day, he noticed Tao accompanying him anywhere he goes and he found it quite weird but he just brushed it off. It wasn’t like he didn’t like the other’s company. They were friends for a reason and he was never alone in his free time anyway. “I’ll give you a ride home, Soo.” Junmyeon offered him a ride and the doe eyed boy just accepted it. On their ride home, Junmyeon confessed that he was being kept under their eyes for a reason. “Didn’t you wonder why Tao had been close to you since Monday?” Kyungsoo gave it a thought and shook his head, though he just realized it at the moment. “I didn’t find it weird until yesterday. Why is it anyway? Am I in danger or something?” “You can say that.” The answer gave the boy a mini heart attack. “What? Why? I didn’t do anything wrong.” “Jongin probably told Kris about the incident over their friend’s party and some drunken guy so you probably know why your boyfriend wanted you to stay on our sights, at least one of us.” “Well, it’s not like he’s going to hunt me or anything.”

“He’s in our university, Soo.” Junmyeon glanced at him. “Jongin knew about it and he told Kris, who told Tao and we all knew but we decided to keep it a secret from you so that you won’t be paranoid about it.” Kyungsoo looked at him in disbelief. “Okay, I am a little paranoid now that you told me.” He clutched tightly on his bag that rested on his lap. He felt a little upset as well because his boyfriend didn’t tell him anything about it. But he knew he had to understand, like what Junmyeon just told him, to keep him from the paranoia he feared at the moment. Jongin’s absence made it worse. He suddenly thought of his apartment. What if that stranger knew where he lives and decided to break in and rape him? God, please, no. He wanted to stay away for a while, maybe stay over at a friend’s house but the thought of his pet being hungry confused him. “Junmyeon, can I stay at your place for a while?” The other glanced at him with a nod. “Sure. I was thinking the same thing since it would be much safer if you’re not alone.” “Thanks but I’m quite worried with my cat.” “It’s okay, we’ll drop by your apartment and get some of your clothes and you could bring your pet along. My pet keeper would be happy to take care of your cat.” “Thanks, Junmyeon.”

It wasn’t his first time at Junmyeon’s house but it was his first time staying overnight. He was in one of the guest rooms, reviewing his notes in bed when his phone suddenly lit up with a vibration next to him. From: Jongin Busy? Call me, please, hyung. I miss you! He placed his notes aside and replied back to the younger. To: Jongin Call me. I’m sorry but I think I already spent a lot for the calls since you’re outside the country. :3 In less than a minute, he received the call and he immediately answered it. “Jonginnie.” He cooed, making the other chuckle through the phone. “I miss you too.” “You’re safe at home?” “Speaking of that, mister. Why didn’t you tell me that… that stranger is in the same university as mine?”

There was a pause before the younger replied. “Sorry, hyung. I just…” He trailed off, searching for the right words to say. “I know, Jongin. But you should have at least told me, not just let me wonder why Tao was being a tail all this while.” “I love you, baby Soo.” The other cooed instead of apologizing. “I love you too, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “I’m at Junmyeon’s house. I brought Kkamjong along too. I’ll be staying here for a while until you come back because I freaked out that something might happen when I’m alone at the apartment.” “That’s good. Better, actually. You’re safer there.” “I know. So, tomorrow’s your family gathering?” “Yeah. It’s going to be one, hell of a boring gathering.” “It’s time for you to get to know your relatives.” “Not interested.” “You’re such a brat.” “You told me that.” “I just reminded you.”

The next day, Kyungsoo received a call from Baekhyun, inviting him to attend the Halloween Party that he and Chanyeol planned. “You could ask your friends to come too so you won’t feel uneasy around other people though we’ll be always right next to you.” “Okay, thank you, Baekhyun but so you know, I don’t have any costu—.” “Costume? Don’t worry, Kyungie, I have prepared something for you!” “Oh, okay. Thank you again.” “Tao will tell you the details about the party!” With that, the call ended. Who still celebrates a real costumed Halloween Parties these days, he thought. He had never attended one his whole life and he would be celebrating his first without Jongin. Probably

never again celebrate nor spend a Halloween night with his boyfriend because of the other’s family gathering. That night, Jongin was busy and he didn’t have the chance to tell the younger boy about the party so he decided to just inform the other the day after. He and Junmyeon were picked up by Tao and Yifan to the party’s venue. It was a bar owned by the Baekhyun’s cousin. Neither of the other friends wore costumes except for Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Sehun who were wearing cloaks and holding magic wands, pretending to be Hermoine, Ron and Draco from Harry Potter. Baekhyun was wearing a long, curly wig and Chanyeol, with Sehun, dyed his hair according to the characters. Kyungsoo looked at them, amused and Baekhyun led him to a private room where he would change into one of the famous wizards in history. After wearing the robe and the cloak, the diva gave him a pair of round eyeglasses and a wand. “Welcome to Hogwarts, Harry.” The doe eyed boy wore the glasses, earning an excited gasped from the diva. “Oh my god, Kyungie, you really look like Harry!” He pushed the doe eyed boy out of the room to the crowd downstairs. Just then, Kyungsoo noticed the others in their own costumes. Luhan was a bunny, wearing a pink, tight bunny costume. Yifan and Tao were vampires, and Junmyeon was dressed as a mad scientist. Though some of his friends weren’t around because of the other parties, he thought he was going to enjoy the night. “PEOPLE FROM HOGWARTS, LET’S TAKE A PICTURE!” Baekhyun announced as soon as they arrived and most of their friends’ eyes were stuck on the doe eyed boy. “Wicked! Harry, is that you?” Chanyeol playfully asked, messing the shorter boy’s hair. Sehun joined the team and Yifan took their photo together, immediately sending it to the boy in Japan. The tall Chinese guy clearly remembered earlier that day when he gave the tanned boy a call, making the other envy them about the party that was held and made sure to inform the other about Kyungsoo’s attendance on the said party. Kyungsoo felt his phone vibrate from his pocket as they sat in a VIP section of the bar on the upper part of the room, away from the crowd and too much noise. From: Jongin MY BABY SOO IS SO FUCKING ADORABLE BEING HARRY POTTER! ASDFGHJKL! DON'T CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES UNTIL I GET BACK!! Don't drink too much, okay? I'm going home tomorrow morning. He chuckled after reading the message and gave a reply.

To: Jongin I don’t like to be smelly, idiot. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Don’t worry. You know I don’t really drink. :* “Kyungie, let’s get you some drinks that you would like.” Baekhyun said, standing up and the doe eyed boy followed behind him. “I know you don’t drink beer so I’ll let you choose your own drink. I promised your boyfriend that I won’t let you get drunk anyway.” He led the other boy to the buffet table first, asking if there was anything in the table that the other liked, like chocolates or fruit punch. Kyungsoo rounded the table a few times, having a hard time choosing from the set of tasty and expensive-looking treats in front of him. “Baekhyun…” He tugged on the other’s clothing, eyes staring at the pink and white treat on the table. “…what is this?” “It’s been a while, cutie Harry.” The doe eyed boy flinched at the horribly familiar and traumatizing voice next to him. He looked at the person next to him and heartbeat raced when he realized he wasn’t tugging on Baekhyun’s cloak. Shit. He immediately took his hand off the stranger he cursed the most. “You look even cuter now, young wizard. Let me see your scar.” The stranger reached out to the boy’s forehead and Kyungsoo backed away, bumping into someone else in the process but he didn’t care. “Come on, sweetie.” The boy’s eyes frantically searched for Baekhyun but failed. He already felt a hand on his forehead and he can’t find himself moving away in fear. “Why are you so scared? I know your boyfriend isn’t here to save you and punch me again.” The stranger took steps closer to the shorter boy with a sly smile. Jongin? Punch? “Again, sweetheart, how much for a night?” “Keep your dirty hands off my Kyungie, you filthy muggle! You’re a muggle because you don’t have your scythe!” Baekhyun suddenly came into the scene, hitting the stranger’s hand with his magic wand. Hard. The stranger, whom Kyungsoo never noticed who was wearing a long, black robe with a large hoodie, took his hand away with a wince. “Don’t make me kill you with my awesome spells, you Grim! And don’t leave your death scythe anywhere!” Baekhyun hit the stranger’s hand with his wand once again before dragging Kyungsoo back to the VIP section. “I can’t believe that bitch is such a fucking social butterfly! An ugly butterfly!” He said after he let the traumatized boy sit comfortably between Junmyeon and Tao. “Who?” Yifan asked.

“That perverted drunk guy in Yeol’s party! He’s here and I can’t believe it! He has so many connections and he tried to touch Kyungie again!” “Kai would be furious if he knows.” “Gosh!” Baekhyun sighed in frustration and Chanyeol comforted him with a gentle rub on the back. “Sit here, sweet bum. I’ll go and get the drinks for you.” The giant offered, letting his boyfriend sit in his placed and went down to the bar. On the other hand, Kyungsoo was still confused. Did Jongin punch him before? Why didn’t he tell me? He was upset again for not knowing anything. He can’t accept the fact that his boyfriend used violence as revenge. Junmyeon pulled him into a hug, soothing him with a soft rub on the back. He was just spacing out the whole time and the others worried about him. Chanyeol came back with some mild drinks for Kyungsoo to choose with some various treats and a piece of information about the stranger. “He’s a Lee. I believe his name is Sungyeol.” “He’s dead meat.” Baekhyun muttered.

Junmyeon tucked his friend in bed carefully to make sure the other won’t wake up. The party wasn’t bad and Kyungsoo managed to enjoy even just not as much as he expected but because he was depressed, he was knocked out with the drinks. The doe eyed boy’s phone started ringing and Junmyeon decided to pick it up. “Hello, Jongin. This is Junmyeon.” “Oh, uh, is Kyungsoo hyung okay?” “He’s asleep, knocked out.” “What? I told him not to drink too much.” “Something came up. You’re going back tomorrow, right? Your friend told me but I’m not sure if I heard right.” “Yeah, tomorrow.” “Okay, so, just drop by my house tomorrow, I’ll send you the address.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Something came up? Jongin dialed his other friends’ phone numbers but none of them answered. He assumed the others were knocked out as well and decided to wait for the sun to rise agonizingly. He was sure something bad happened by the way Junmyeon told him that something happened. He can’t wait to get back and have his boyfriend wrapped around his arms and ask if everything was fine. He realized how hard it would be for both of them to have a long distance relationship, just like at the moment.

Chapter 27 Jongin shivered as soon as he stepped out of the airport, the cold November air started to send painful chills on his skin. He called for a cab as his parents just watched him from a distance, wondering why their son seemed to be panicking the whole plane ride and they only had one conclusion and whatever it was must be related to Kyungsoo. He couldn’t even care to get more clothing to warm himself and just wanted to be next to his boyfriend as soon as possible. He was dropped off in front of a mansion with a long pooled fountain in the front garden. Before he could even push the doorbell, the door opened immediately and he was invited in by a butler, ushered to a guest room where he found Kyungsoo sleeping. “If you’re wondering where Mr. Kim is, he’s out for a while and will be back around an hour and he said you’d be free to bring Kyungsoo home with you if you want.” The butler said before leaving. His eyes never left the sleeping figure in the bed as he walked closer and sat on the edge. The sudden shift of the mattress made the shorter boy stir in his sleep. Kyungsoo slowly opened his eyes to a sight he didn’t really expect. His hand automatically reached out to the younger’s lap with a lazy smile. “You’re back.” He muttered so softly that Jongin almost didn’t hear. His head began to throb painfully, reminding him of his hangover, and his body felt heavy and sore. The feeling was so painful that he imagined himself wrestling with people at the club the night before. The younger saw the pained expression from the other and he tried his best to sooth it out by caressing the older boy’s face and leaning down to plant a kiss on the forehead. “No need to hurry, hyung. Take all your time to rest.” He watched the older boy close his eyes with a small nod until the other fell back to sleep. He went out of the room to ask the butler if he could have some bouillon soup for Kyungsoo, which the butler responded with a nod. After half an hour, Junmyeon arrived and let Jongin know he was there by knocking softly on the door. “We have to talk.” He said softly and motioned for the younger boy to follow him to the end of the hallway where a couple of chairs and a coffee table rested next to a large window. The younger gave his sleeping boyfriend one last glance before heading out and as soon as they both took a seat, his mind started to wander freely outside the window. “Last night…” Junmyeon started, gathering the younger’s full attention while staring straight at the other. “…we realized how hard it is for Kyungsoo to handle things alone, especially with the drunken guy around whose name, your friend Chanyeol told us, was Lee Sungyeol.” Jongin just looked at the older boy, digging his mind for someone with the name mentioned but he was sure he had never heard of it before.

“I never thought it would be Sungyeol. I mean, he’s in one of my courses and he’s a pretty nice guy and I never thought he would be too interested with Kyungsoo.” “He was at the party.” Jongin assumed. “He was and we didn’t know back then because the friends of your friends invited more friends and it must be a bad luck he was one of the extended friends. We didn’t see what happened because your friend, Baekhyun, asked Kyungsoo to go with him down at the bar to choose a drink he likes and Baekhyun was just surprised that Kyungsoo wasn’t there anymore when he turned. He said he just found Kyungsoo with Sungyeol’s hand on his forehead. After that, Kyungsoo just spaced out the whole night until Baekhyun persuaded him to drink to get his attention. Maybe it was a mistake and he drank too much.” Jongin looked away and muttered curses to the said stranger named Sungyeol. A set of faint noises echoed through the quiet hallway and it came from the guest room Kyungsoo was in. Both hurried towards the room and found the bed empty and the bathroom door ajar. “I think you know how to handle that.” Junmyeon said, stepping back. “I’ll just ask someone to bring the soup over.” With that, he disappeared into the hallway and Jongin closed the door behind him and walked towards the bathroom door just in time he heard the toilet flushing. He found Kyungsoo sitting on the cold, tiled floor with his back against the tub. Jongin managed to find the scene nostalgic. Kyungsoo coughed and whimpered as the younger helped him up to his feet and let him lean against the sink counter. It took him a minute before turning on the faucet and washes his face and gargle while Jongin kept him stable the whole time with the younger behind him and arms around his waist. He felt a towel on his face and because of the hangover his mind wasn’t processing things faster. Right after his face was dry, it was when he realized the younger had wiped his face instead. Jongin smiled as their gazes met through their reflections in the mirror while the older boy looked back at him like he was a stranger. “Don’t tell me you don’t remember me.” The older boy blinked a few times in confusion and the younger wondered if it was because the question was too confusing or if it was because his boyfriend was actually wondering who he was. “Jongin.” He was turned around and before he knew it, the other was kissing him and it wasn’t just a chaste and short one. He groaned when he felt the younger’s tongue slide across his lips for access. He managed to keep his lips pursed, gaining a disappointed whine from the other. He pushed the other with much effort because of his weak limbs and he was met with a frowning face. “You can’t just kiss someone who just threw up, Jongin.” “But you already gargled and your breath smells like mint.” “Later.” He sighed and closed his eyes when his vision started to mess up. It didn’t go unnoticed by Jongin, who knew the effects of a hangover. He was a pro anyway.

Kyungsoo was fed with the soup and drank a lot of water. Eventually, he felt much better and offered Jongin a home cooked meal for dinner in his apartment when they left Junmyeon’s house but his boyfriend insisted that they should just eat outside. He gave up and just agreed to the younger’s plan. When they got to the apartment after their dinner, Jongin noticed that something was missing and when his eyes fell to the cat’s food dish, it was when he realized his animal version’s absence. “Where’s Kkamjong?” “At Junmyeon’s. I thought I told you I brought him with me.” Realization hit him immediately. “Yeah, I remember now.” They cuddled in bed, wrapped in a comfortable silence until Kyungsoo was reminded of something. He wanted to confront the younger about the violence he assumed. “Jongin, tell me. Have you been in a fist fight before?” The indirect question didn’t seem to bother the other. Jongin’s answer made the older boy’s situation even worse. “Pretty much, a lot. Club fights are unavoidable.” The doe eyed boy let out a long sigh and a click of his tongue. “What reason?” “You know, trying to hit on a girl without knowing her boyfriend is just a short distance away or sometimes just some stupid drunk problems like spilling a drink into someone else's shirt.” He listened intently and pondered for a while. “How about recently? Did you punch someone?” Jongin stiffened as his eyes met the doe eyes. He was sure nobody spilled the fact that he punched Sungyeol that one, particular night at Chanyeol’s house. Kyungsoo’s never faltering gaze made him feel guilty and he gave in. “You know?” “The one you punched was the one who told me, if you’re wondering how I knew it.” That was even worse for the younger. It only made him think that his boyfriend actually had a conversation with the person he hated the most. “You talked to him?” The surprise and disappointment was obvious in his voice. “We didn’t have a conversation, Jongin. He just told me.” He tried to shake all the unnecessary thoughts off his head and apologized. “I’m sorry. I was just so mad at that time. I believe I’m not the only one who would react like that when someone else tries to touch his boyfriend.” Kyungsoo broke into a smile, surprising the younger boy. “I hate to admit it but that’s really sweet.” “So you’re not mad at me?”

“No.” He pulled the younger boy’s face closer to him and planted a soft kiss on his lips. “But that doesn’t mean I would let you do it again.” “Is there any other option like kicking or strangling him instead?” “No other options available.”

“I’ll be fine.” Kyungsoo assured the younger with a kiss but the stubborn tanned boy wasn’t planning to get out of the car and just stared worriedly at his boyfriend. “You can’t miss school, Jongin. You already missed three days.” “I was excused.” Jongin argued. He bit his lower lip and thought of a way to make the younger get out of the car and attend his classes. “Mr. Lee told me you never missed school before except around the time for your family gathering when… we were still not dating.” “And what about it?” “Now that we’re together, you’re planning to skip classes just because of this stranger in my school. Should we break up so that you have nothing to worry about and you won’t miss scho—.” “Breaking up with you will never be in my future plans.” “Then I’ll ignore yo—.” “Fine, hyung.” Jongin huffed in defeat. “I’ll go now.” He pouted his lips cutely and Kyungsoo chuckled in victory, leaning closer to kiss the younger once again. “Don’t let him get close to you if you don’t want to see me violent.” “I won’t. I have my friends to accompany me.” “Okay. See you later after my dance practice.”

Kyungsoo felt like his life was really in danger because of his friends who were stuck to his side wherever he went, even in the restroom. When he has classes, at least one of his friends stays near his classroom like a bodyguard.

“We don’t mind being your bodyguards, Soo.” Minseok told him earlier as he made his way to his next class. After his last class, he had to stay with Jongdae in the library for a tutorial session and it was just in time when he arrived in Jongin’s school when the dance practice session ended. “Hyung!” The tanned boy ran towards him, arms wide open for a hug. He wrapped his boyfriend’s shorter figure in a very tight hug, feeling a lot better to know that the older boy was safe. “You’re so warm.” He muttered, feeling the warmth from the person in his arms who was wearing a jacket unlike him. “And why are you just wearing a shirt?” Kyungsoo mumbled into the younger’s shoulder as he watched the others walking towards them, wrapping his arms around the younger’s torso. “Your friends brought jackets.” “Mine was wet and dirty so I left it in the locker room.” “Then get in the car. It’s warmer inside.” Jongin didn’t move, still enjoying the warmth he was getting. “Awwwie, that’s so cute.” Baekhyun cooed, clinging tightly into his boyfriend’s arm as he stared at the frozen couple in front of them. “I can’t believe that brat hated it when Yeol and I do stuff like that in front of him.” He smiled towards the doe eyed boy. “Lu ge and I are witnesses.” Sehun commented. “Don’t forget about me.” Yifan added. “I totally agree with Baekhyun.” Jongin groaned, still not moving from his position while Kyungsoo just chuckled and tapped his back gently. “He’s really all touchy and feely when we’re alone.” The doe eyed boy said, making the others tease his boyfriend as they walked past them after bidding goodbyes. “Hyung, what are you talking about?” The tanned boy muttered softly into the shorter boy’s ear. “I don’t get all feely always. Just touchy.” He watched his friends disappear into the night. “Don’t argue.” Kyungsoo whispered back. He noticed the silence around and he knew the younger doesn’t plan to move any sooner. He nuzzled his nose into the younger’s cold neck, inhaling an unfamiliar soap scent and he liked it. “Aren’t you cold enough to get inside the car?” “No.” “Well, then.”

Jongin didn’t know what it meant until he felt something wet and warm on his neck. Nipping and sucking came next and that was when he realized what the other was doing. “Okay, in the car now.” He demanded, releasing the older boy as he got into the car, next to the driver’s seat. Kyungsoo followed and walked around the car and as soon as he got in, he tried to turn the engine on but the younger pulled him away into the other’s lap. “What… are you doing?” He struggled to pull away but the tanned boy was much stronger than he was. The younger successfully let his boyfriend straddle in his lap and quickly unzipped the jacket. His eyes were fixed at a certain spot in the older boy’s exposed milky white neck. He smiled when he could still see the mark he made the night before. He closer to ravish the tempting skin but the shorter boy pushed him back. “Why do you always have to do it?” He looked up innocently at the other boy who looked neither amused nor upset. “It’s my turn.” Before he could react, the other’s lips were already on the same spot on his neck earlier. He reached out to pull a lever on the side of the seat and the back rest slightly moved back an angle, making enough comfortable space for both of them. It wasn’t often that he gets a chance to have a hickey from his boyfriend and with that thought, he realized it would be his first time to have one from Kyungsoo. He was going to get it in his car. He unconsciously let out a whimper when his boyfriend moved to the other side of his neck, which by chance was one of his sensitive spots. He ran his hands up the shorter boy’s thighs, back and forth. “You’re mine.” Kyungsoo’s possessive tone, along with the deep chocolaty voice, sent shivers to the younger. What a turn on. His hands moved up to the boy’s sides as he breathed out the words, “You’re mine too.” The older boy pulled away after making two more marks and looked at the younger with intense stare. “Don’t look at me like that or I’ll end up fucking you here right now.” He found the other boy’s stare so invitingly sexy at the moment and he started to feel his erection under his pants. He was responded by a sloppy and not so gentle kiss. Kyungsoo pulled away, wiping his lips with his jacket’s sleeve and gave the younger a smirk. “We have a lot of things to catch up for your absence, Jonginnie. Be prepared for a long night in your room.” Jongin watched his boyfriend move back to the driver’s seat and his heart raced at the statements he heard. This could be the night! “Are we going to...?” He trailed off, wanting the other to confirm his thoughts.

The older boy started the engine and looked at him with a different smile. It was an innocent one. “Review and on with your advanced study.” It felt like all his hopes crumbled down along with his erection. Fuck, wrong. “Yeah, I thought so.” He muttered and pulled the back rest to a comfortable angle. “I’m still getting paid to do that.” And that night was really a long one, like Kyungsoo said, and both ended up sleeping next to each other though the older boy originally planned to go back to his apartment no matter how late they finished. The doe eyed boy just wished Kkamjong wasn’t going to mad at him for ditching him for a night.

“Don’t forget to always wear your jacket even after your practice.” Kyungsoo reminded once again before the younger finally closed the door. “Yes, hyung. I won’t forget.” Jongin smiled and closed the door. He watched the car disappear and he clutched tightly on the jacket that he was already wearing. He had no choice if he doesn’t want anyone to see the hickeys on his neck. Though he was proud to have them, it was still inappropriate to be shown off in school. Baekhyun stood next to him with an expectant grin. “What?” “Any progress?” “I’m not sure.” “You know, son, winter season is good for sex life. Couples become more active because of the cold temperature and of course, couples would like to be more comfortable with warmth or should I say… body heat.” Jongin just shrugged his shoulders. “I’m still not sure about that.” “Tell me, up to what extent are you now?” He blushed a little and let out a goofy laugh, giving the diva the idea that something really happened. He leaned closer to the shorter boy’s ear and whispered. “He gave me a blowjob though I didn’t ask for it and this.” He pulled away, a finger pointing on his covered neck. Baekhyun eyed him suspiciously and attempted to pull the jacket’s zipper down but the younger’s reflex was too fast and he failed. “What a selfish bitch.”

“Do you think I’m going to have it soon?” “I think so.” The diva gave him two thumbs up. “Just keep up whatever you’re doing.” “I’m not really doing anything.” “Then continue doing nothing.”

Chapter 28 Luhan was giggling when he and Sehun arrived at their lunch table, earning curious looks from their friends. “Do you know it was estimated that some when today would be the first snow?” Nobody answered but it was obvious that they appreciated the information. “My first snow with Sehunnie.” Sehun smiled and nodded along with the others, especially Yifan and Jongin who would also be spending their first snow with their boyfriends. Besides that, that day was the same day for Jongin’s second month celebration with Kyungsoo though in their place, it wasn’t really a big deal but the tanned boy was almost excited about all things, big or small. Everything came smoothly for Jongin after the Halloween incident and it had been two weeks since he heard something from Sungyeol. He couldn’t be happier about it. A phone came vibrating loudly and all eyes darted to the tanned boy who picked up his phone to find nothing. “Oh, I think it’s mine!” Baekhyun exclaimed, pulling out his phone from his pocket. He quickly answered the phone before his two seatmates, Jongin and Chanyeol could have a chance to see the caller’s I.D. “Hello! It’s been a while, sweetie. I missed you!” The excitement and cheerfulness worried his boyfriend. They all watched the diva walk out the cafeteria, laughing and giggling over the phone. They all found it weird, especially that only Jongin receives calls and messages at that hour and instead it was Baekhyun who had one while Chanyeol was around. “He can’t be cheating on me, right?” The giant inquired, looking at his friends’ worried faces. “At least not in front of me, right?” They all knew it was around that week that Baekhyun was supposed to have his male PMS. It always happens around Jongin’s monthly celebration for his newfound relationship. “I don’t think he’s cheating on you.” Yifan concluded. “It must be some relatives or someone close to him.” “He called that somebody sweetie.” Chanyeol looked at them for comfort but no one gave him anything and he decided to follow his boyfriend out the room to find out. “Must be really hard for him.” Jongin muttered as he started imagining the same situation happening to him and his boyfriend. What if it turns out the third party is Sungyeol? “Totally fucked up.” Sehun quickly turned to his Chinese boyfriend with his usual poker face. “You’re not cheating on me, right?” He smiled when the other shook his head quickly. Yifan joined the situation, picking up his phone and dialed a number. “I’m going to call Tao.”

Jongin stared at his own phone and decided to do the same but all he received was the answering machine telling him that the number he was trying to reach was busy. No! He can’t be cheating on me! It never happened before. He tried for another couple of times and finally succeeded. “Thank god!” “Jonginnie!” His boyfriend sounded too happy. Maybe he was too inspired after talking to a third party. “Hyung, are you busy? I was trying to call you.” “I’m… uh…” There was a long pause and the other line was too quiet that it seemed like the phone’s built-in microphone was covered. The younger frowned the whole time, imagining every possible scenario he could think of about his boyfriend and a certain third party in their relationship, worst if it was Sungyeol. “My classes ended early so I went out with… a friend and…” A friend? He could just have said the name! “…I’ll see you later, okay? Wait, do you have dance practice later?” “No.” “I’ll pick you up at three then.” “Okay.” “Jongin, what’s wrong with you?” “Nothing.” He lied. Don’t be so insensitive! There was a sigh on the other line. “If you say so. I’ll see you later.” “Okay.” “Kyungsoo…” The line ended after the younger heard another voice on the other end calling his boyfriend’s name. By the time the call ended, Chanyeol and Baekhyun came back without worries. “It was just a misunderstanding.” The giant announced and noticed the tanned boy’s gloomy face. “What’s wrong, Kai?” “Nothing.”

As soon as the class was dismissed, Jongin hurriedly picked up his bag and rushed out the room, ignoring his friends’ calls behind him. He could feel the soft wind stinging his face and neck when he stepped out

of the building, eyes searching for a short figure. He finally spotted his boyfriend beside the school gate, turning his head around, probably searching for the younger boy. Just then Jongin realized the car wasn’t there. He sprinted towards the gate where his boyfriend stood, looking at him, unsure if the other was smiling or not because the scarf covered half of his face. “Where’s the car?” “I didn’t bring it.” The muffled, soft voice said. “Did someone give you a ride?” Kyungsoo shook his head and noticed the cold behavior his boyfriend was giving him even just through the way the other asked questions. He expected a hug from the taller boy as soon as they met but nothing came. The students started to scatter around, going in all directions, their distant voices talking about dates and first snows. “What’s wrong?” The shorter boy asked and the other just gave him a shake of the head. It pained him to watch his boyfriend walk away with saying anything. He had no idea why the other was acting that way so he decided to just follow behind the boy quietly, who happened to stop at a bus stop. That was not on his plan. It was weird that they were alone at the bus stop when it was supposed to be crowded by students who wanted to go home. They thought the students have dates to have and weren’t planning to go home early. The older boy noticed the other shivering though Jongin kept a cold expression. He took a scarf from his bag and without any word, wrapped it around the younger’s neck properly. Jongin stood still all the while, watching the older boy’s hands move until he noticed the familiar embroidered letters on the end of the scarf. “Wait.” He quickly held the other’s hand that was holding the end of the scarf. It was his favorite brand logo. “This is expensive.” Surprised, he looked at the shorter boy who looked back at him with a nod. “I called Baekhyun earlier this lunch and asked him what you like and he told me you always buy stuffs with this brand. I had called him before you did so maybe that was why I wasn’t able to answer your calls. I didn’t know where to go but it just so happened I passed by Hyunsik and he decided to help me look for the shop. I wanted to surprise you since it’s our second month together but you look upset and you won’t even tell me why.” After hearing the explanation, every doubt he had earlier finally made sense and it made the younger want slam his head on the hard, cold concrete road for being so stupid. “I’m sorry, hyung.” He pulled the shorter boy into a hug and whispered apologies all over again, telling the other all his stupid doubts and imaginations.

“Why would I cheat on you?” “Because Baekhyun called you sweetie on the phone.” “I was surprised when he did and I thought he had mistaken me for someone else.” The shorter boy pulled away and held the younger’s hand that was as cold as his. “Maybe some hot and spicy noodles will do?” He referred to the cold that were freezing them. “Of course. I know a place that’s not too crowded.”

Kyungsoo sighed when he realized he was dragged into a five-star hotel by his boyfriend which he didn’t expect all. He had imagined a small restaurant hidden in a corner with warm and cozy interior atmosphere and affordable food prices. He watched his boyfriend book a room for one night. “We’re staying here?” The younger just looked at him and nodded. He found himself in one of the biggest hotel rooms for VIPs and he sighed once again. He could just imagine how many bags of groceries he could buy in equivalent to the price of the room he was in. The warm temperature was overwhelming that he could just lie on the couch and fall asleep right ahead. They both stripped from their scarves and jackets. Jongin looked at him in awe after he had taken off his jacket. “You’re wearing the shirt I bought you!” His eyes landed on both the shorter boy’s wrists. “And the watch and the bracelet!” He walked towards his boyfriend and wrapped him in his arms, his nose nuzzled into the other’s hair. “You look nice and you smell good too.” He returned the hug and chuckled. “You always look good and smell nice.” Kyungsoo always get that impression from rich people starting from his friends and Jongin’s friends as well. “I always love your scent, hyung. You smell like a baby.” “You smell so… manly.” “I love the way you look so innocent and cute.” “You always look handsome and perverted and sometimes like a five year-old brat.” “I love the way you always tell me things honestly.” “I love the way you annoy me.”

“I love everything about you.” “I love everything about you too.” “Good.” Jongin pulled away, giving the older boy a soft peck on the cheek. “I want to eat something hot… like you.” “Shut up.”

After shopping for matching pajamas and mittens to use as they walked around the streets, Kyungsoo stopped on his tracks when he felt something cold and wet on his cheek. They were still holding each other’s covered hands and the younger stopped as well and looked back. Snowflakes started to fall all over the place and other couple stopped and looked around like they did. “First snow.” They chorused and looked at each other in amusement before laughing. Kyungsoo felt his boyfriend’s grip on his hand tightened as he watched the taller boy pull down their scarves lower. Their cold, lip-balm coated lips met for a few seconds before the taller boy moved back, licking his lips. “My very first snow with someone.” Jongin said, failing to fix his scarf, earning a chuckle from the other. “Me too.” The older boy reached out to the taller boy’s scarf and fixed it effortlessly and he did his own afterwards. “You can’t even fix your own mess.” “I’m cold!” The younger reasoned out. “I’m cold too.” “You’re just better than me on things like this.” Jongin muttered, holding the other’s hand as they continued to walk again. They passed by a series of street food stands and he was pulled into a halt by Kyungsoo. He frowned when he thought that the other was interested with street foods. He doesn’t love street foods. “Soondae, Jongin.” He shook his head immediately. Among his friends, he was the only one who doesn’t like the street foods on the street but he had tried the restaurant versions of those things. In spite of rejecting his boyfriend’s offer, he just watched the other buy two servings. Kyungsoo handed him one and he held it with his free hand, just staring at it.

“You don’t like it?” The shorter boy looked at him, chewing on his food. Kyungsoo pulled his boyfriend’s scarf down and raised a piece of the food into the other’s lips. “Try.” What was worse was that Jongin doesn’t eat soondae, be it from the street or the restaurant. “I won’t force you to eat another piece if you won’t like it after this one.” The younger was forced to open his mouth and take the piece. The shorter boy watched his boyfriend’s reaction but he failed to know what the other was thinking while Jongin chewed the food. The next thing he saw was his boyfriend was actually eating the serving he gave the other. “You were hesitating and you end up eating.” “I didn’t know it tastes better than I imagined.” He chuckled and bought another two servings to bring as they walk back to the hotel. They were walking in silence, hand in hand, when Kyungsoo spoke. “You have around a month left before your winter vacation.” Jongin hummed in agreement, aware that his boyfriend doesn’t have the said vacation. Just thinking about spending his white vacation alone in his room, he already felt the boredom. “You know what I’m thinking?” “Enlighten me.” He turned to look at the other with glowing eyes. “I’ll walk you to and from your school.” He earned a snort from the shorter boy. “I’m serious. I’ll help you review your notes too. I’ll do the things you do to me with just a little bit of changes because I can’t drive either a car or a bike and I can’t cook.” “I’ll be looking forward to that.” “And guess what?” “What?” “It’s free of charge! It also includes taking care of Kkamjong.” “Thank you, Mr. Kim. You’re such a nice guy.” “Just nice? How about you say it like, ‘you’re the perfect guy for me’.” “Yeah, I can say it like that.” Kyungsoo just nodded and the younger beamed in anticipation. “So?” “Yeah.” He teased.

“You’re so evil.” “You still love me.” “Touché.” “I love you too, Jonginnie.”

When Jongin had finished his shower, he found his boyfriend who was already wearing the pajamas they bought laying in horizontally on the bed, with a phone and earphones plugged in his ears. He watched the other boy scroll down the screen as he lay down next to his boyfriend. “Here.” Kyungsoo handed him the phone and plugged one of the earphones into the younger’s ear. “Just press the play button when you’re ready.” “What is this?” He read the song title. “XOXO?” “You love hugs and kisses.” “You wrote this?” The shorter boy nodded. “During your camping trip.” “Ah, I remember you sang a line to me.” He smiled as he turned to his boyfriend. “Did you sing a part here?” “It’s for you to find out.” Kyungsoo leaned his lips closer to the younger boy’s ear and whispered. “That’s like the summary of what I did while you were away.” “Time for me to find out.” Excited, he pressed the play button. Day by day, I secretly wrote you a letter And that’s what I wrote at the end Although I’ve never given it to you It made a point to make him remember all those XOXOs at the end of every love letter. When I fall asleep as I think of you in my dreams I open my arms and into my warm embrace “Hyung, this is sweet.” He commented as he glanced at the shorter boy next to him, his heart feeling warm at the words he was hearing.

Should I take courage and tell you? My ugly handwriting, this embarrassing letter These four words are not enough Like a man, I’ll show you through my actions Just right then, his lips were met by the soft, plump ones. He couldn’t ask for more.

“Did you know I brought your love letters to my room?” The shorter boy sat up, removing the earphone from his ear. “What?” “You didn’t notice it was gone, huh?” He snickered. “It’s in my drawer, Jongin. I saw it this morning.” The older defended. “No kidding, hyung. I just returned it after I made ten copies of each to make sure I still have copies if I lose some. I bring one copies of each in school and read it when I’m bored and alone. You can check my bag right now.” Without hesitation, Kyungsoo walked over to the closet and grabbed his boyfriend’s bag. He rummaged through the boy’s messy things and found a bunch of papers folded together. True enough, they were copies of his letters. “You’re so evil!” “You still love me.” Revenge is always sweet.

Chapter 29 The snow was piling up the streets and it was getting colder than it used to be. Kyungsoo had noticed his boyfriend getting more touchy and aggressive at the end of the day. It didn’t matter where but as long as they were alone, even in inside a mall’s restroom, the younger’s hands would be running in any part of Kyungsoo’s body and they would end up with a hot make-out session, pulling away before someone could barge in and interrupt them. However, Jongin had been doing everything on purpose. He asked some advice from the almighty diva on how to let his boyfriend know he wanted some romantic time together, more than just small dates and innocent sleepovers. “Body language, Kai. Be all touchy and feely when you have a chance.” Baekhyun told him three weeks ago. He was serious. He had been feeling so needy over the past weeks but he was afraid to cross his boyfriend’s personal space without letting the other know of his intentions. In spite of the cold temperature, he would end up taking a cold shower just to stop himself from jerking off while his lover is around. Kyungsoo wasn’t oblivious to his boyfriend’s actions and he already felt guilty for making the other wait for a long time and he was also sick of ignoring the other’s needs. He was getting ready for it, for their relationship to get to the next stage. Jongin’s dance practice schedule was again extended as requested by their teacher to cope up their upcoming winter vacation. He got permission from the office to let his driver stay inside the practice room for the whole week while they have their practices. Unaware of the older boy’s stares, which happened to be with a hint of lust, Jongin was still focused on practicing like he usually does. Doe eyes trailed down from the messed up hair down to the tanned, sweaty forehead to the damp, white shirt that revealed the younger’s toned body. With Jongin dancing along with the music, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but think his boyfriend was being so hot and sexy in a cold, December night. All he could see among the group of dancers was his boyfriend who stood out among the others because he was like the human description of the so-called sex at the moment. Baekhyun noticed it, being a diva and observant without being caught, he could tell the doe eyed boy was already stripping his friend with his eyes. He was just glad for the progress that was happening and he couldn’t wait to share it privately to the tanned boy. When their practice finally ended at 8 in the evening, the dancers, along with the trainers headed to the next room which was the locker room and shower room. Jongin glanced at his boyfriend whom he assumed, was bored as hell by the look of the expressionless face. “I’ll be back.” He said as he passed by the boy with a smile.

As soon as he finished changing into a new set of clothes, Baekhyun blocked his way and motioned for the younger to move closer. “You’re almost there.” The diva whispered, earning a confused look from the younger. “Have a hot moment with Kyungie tonight.” “What moment?” He asked innocently and suddenly gasped at his realization. “Shit. I’m going home now.” He hurried back to the practice room and found his boyfriend sitting on the same spot earlier and without any word, he dragged the shorter boy out to where his car was parked. It wasn’t long when they arrived at the younger’s house and Kyungsoo was trying to escape from another sleepover session as soon as they got out of the car. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He muttered and started heading out of the garage afraid that he might just give in right ahead if he stays a little longer. “Where are you going?” The younger’s voice echoed through the room. “My apartment?” He looked back without stopping. “I have a long quiz tomorrow, aren’t you going to review with me?” It made him stop in his tracks and mentally face-palmed himself. “Of course.” How could he forget about it? “It’s your job, remember?” A sly smile appeared on the younger’s lips and Kyungsoo tried so hard to make himself calm and ignore it. The situation was weird; Kyungsoo realized it, since Jongin was the one who always tried to escape from the study sessions while he was the one who kept forcing the other to do so. He knew there was something else that was going to happen and he was scared of it. If it was about sex, why was he scared again? He thought that one time he was so ready to submit himself. He silently and awkwardly crossed the distance between him and the taller boy and he squirmed under the tanned boy’s touch when Jongin wrapped his arm around the shorter boy’s waist. They managed to walk up to the younger’s room quietly and he made his way to the table where Jongin’s notes rested. He watched the younger drop his bag on the floor and the sound of the door being locked triggered a panicked state in him. He was very aware that Jongin doesn’t lock the door even if they have a sleepover. But it didn’t mean Jongin never locked the door. “Why did you lock it?” “Can’t I?” The younger looked back at him with a meaningful stare. Kyungsoo nervously hummed, his hands sweating as he gathered the notes in the table just to avoid any more eye contact with the other. “Let’s start then. The night’s getting deeper and I need to go back to the apartment soon.” “Who said about you going back to your apartment?”

He just realized that the younger was already behind him, lips barely touching his ear. Goosebumps occurred down his neck to his arms. Damn, Jongin. He mentally cursed the younger for being such a tease. “Aren’t you going to take your jacket off?” Jongin moved away and walked over to his seat, opposite the older boy. He had taken off his coat already and Kyungsoo didn’t notice when. “Right.” The other responded, fingers frantically searched for the front zipper and pull it down, failing midway. “What?” He stood up, pulling up the zipper again but something got stuck in the middle when he ran it down. It was his shirt, got stuck between the teeth of the zippers and he can’t pull it down. How did it even happen? After a while of watching the shorter boy struggle, Jongin finally decided to help his boyfriend in a more interesting way. “Just take it off with your shirt. It’s not going to work if you keep forcing it down.” His hands found the hem of the shorter boy’s shirt and jacket, pulling it up slowly, earning a grunt from the older boy. “What are you doing?” “Helping you.” The other hesitated and pulled his clothes back down with a slight blush on his face that didn’t go unnoticed by the younger. “Are you going to wear that until you sweat?” After the question, Jongin didn’t find any objection at all. “I’m going to give you something else to wear.” He assured, raising the hem once again Kyungsoo just let him. It didn’t go easy for the shorter boy having his boyfriend’s fingers lightly touch his bare skin on his back. He was getting a little uncomfortable with every touch. When he was completely topless, he found the younger boy smiling down at him. A handsome and flirtatious smile. He shivered a bit, unsure if it was because he was half naked or because his boyfriend’s hand ran down his bare back. His clothes lay on the floor next to him and upon realizing it, his arms tried to cover his exposed chest, ashamed of his average body compared to his boyfriend’s toned ones. Jongin found the sight before him quite adorable but it didn’t stop him from considering the moment a hot one. The next thing Kyungsoo knew was his lips against Jongin’s hungry ones; his bare chest against the taller boy’s clothed one and his arms around the younger’s neck. He felt the taller boy’s knee get in between his legs, the other’s thigh pressed against his crotch and he couldn’t help a soft moan escape his lips from the satisfying friction between his legs. He knew he was losing it but he can’t help it either. He needed it.

“I need you, hyung.” Jongin finally uttered breathlessly after leaving the shorter boy’s swollen lips. He felt the other’s grip on his shoulder tightened with a grunt. “If you weren’t looking so fucking hot and sexy during your practice I wouldn’t be letting you do this.” The shorter boy muttered against his wet lips, sounding so deep, husky and sexy. Hearing the compliment, he felt himself getting hard. “I want to hear more curses from you.” “Make me.” Kyungsoo immediately replied before his lips were captured again but not in a gentle way anymore. His lips were roughly taken by the younger and he loved the treatment. So masochist-like Do Kyungsoo. “With all pleasure.” Jongin cleared the table, pushing all his notes and books off the table and pulled the shorter boy’s legs up to wrapped around his waist while Kyungsoo wrapped his arms around the younger’s neck for support until he was seated on top of the cold, hardwood table. The shorter boy locked his ankles behind the younger to keep the other close to him. He was pleased at how Jongin fit perfectly between his legs as they shared another sloppy kiss, their tongues fighting over dominance and as expected, the oh-so-expert Kim Jongin dominated. Jongin felt a harsh tug on his shirt and realized that the other wanted his shirt off. He pulled away and within seconds, his shirt was on the floor and his lips were back from where it belongs – his boyfriend’s sweet ones. He felt the shorter boy’s warm hands run along his chest, sending his blood south as the hands moved lower ever so slowly and teasingly. When his lips trailed down the other’s smooth, white skin, giving wet kisses along the way, the older boy took the opportunity to unbutton and unzip the taller boy’s pants. “Ugh, shit.” Kyungsoo muttered as the other sucked on his sweet spot on his neck, the same time the younger’s pants pooled down the other’s ankles. He earned a victorious smile from the younger not until his hand found the other’s clothed erection which the other responded with a moan against his neck. The younger thrusts his hips towards the shorter boy’s hand and allowed himself to be teased with the other’s not-so-innocent hand strokes. He helped the older boy get himself off his boxers and pants and being naked between his lover’s legs earned him a lusty look from the other. “Love what you’re seeing?” The older boy hungrily licked his lips at the sight of his boyfriend’s hard member, proudly erected and he couldn’t keep his hand off from it. Big, long and hard. It was the first time he had examined his boyfriend’s dick even when he already gave the other his first blowjob.

“Where’s my cutie baby Soo now?” Jongin asked, pushing his lover to lean back a little and Kyungsoo supported himself with his hands. He traced his lips from the shorter boy’s neck down to the collarbone and even lower to the chest. One hand found the older boy’s perky nipple and lips found the other pair, sucking, biting and pinching the sensitive buttons. “Aahh.. Jongin…” The older felt his arms weaken at the overflowing sensation he was feeling with his head thrown back in pleasure. When the tanned boy was fully satisfied, he pulled away and commanded the other to lie down for a while which Kyungsoo obeyed immediately, feeling his arms recovering from the numbness from supporting himself. Jongin pulled down his boyfriend’s pants along with the boxers to reveal the other’s throbbing member. Kyungsoo wasn’t shy about it anymore and he doesn’t care if his boyfriend sees him naked. He can’t manage to care because he’s about to lose his precious virginity soon and he’s pretty excited about it. Weird but that’s what he felt. He felt the warmth between his legs disappear and he heard distant noises coming from somewhere where the bed was located. Isn’t he supposed to be in bed? He stared at the ceiling, wondering if he should wait until his boyfriend brings him to bed or should he drag himself to the said furniture. He was pulled away from his thoughts when he felt himself being lifted, his legs wrapped around the younger’s waist and he was laid back on the table again. He realized the table was only supporting down to his waist and his other lower half of the body all depended onto his boyfriend. His eyes were locked with the younger’s, aware that his legs were raised up to the taller boy’s shoulders. Jongin gave his legs soft, butterfly kisses while their eyes still locked into each other’s. “Do you want me to touch you or would you prefer cumming for me without being touched?” He asked, placing a bottle of unused lube on the table next to the shorter boy. He earned a confused look from the older. “Aren’t we doing this in bed?” “No, baby. The table’s nice and we’re supposed to do things tonight on this table, aren’t we?” His fingers ran up and down the shorter boy’s thighs and Kyungsoo shivers every time his touch gets teasingly near the cock. “I won’t touch you, hyung, but I’ll make you cum.” He declared, grabbing the lube and pours some good amount on his fingers and some more for his hard on member. Kyungsoo felt a cold substance around his hole and he still couldn’t grasp the details that were going on until he felt weird inside him. “It doesn’t hurt, huh?” The taller boy smirked as he leaned down after reading the other’s expression that showed no pain or discomfort. “How about this?” He added another finger into the tight hole, earning a surprised and pained expression from the older boy.

The doe eyed boy hissed as the fingers thrusts in and out of his hole and he held tightly into the taller boy’s broad shoulders, digging his nails into the skin to ease the pain. He let out another painful hiss when another slick finger was added but he was hushed by the younger’s lips on his. Jongin kept his fingers thrusting in a gradually fast pace, not being so gentle towards the other. “It’s my first time, fucker…” Kyungsoo muttered between gritted teeth with a glare. “…can’t you be a little considerate and gent—fuck!” He shuddered when the younger hit a certain spot in him that sent something to pool down in him and his cock twitched a little. “There!” The younger knew he had found it and purposely stopped fingering his boyfriend. He would like to hear some begging. “You were saying?” The older boy let out an unsatisfied whimper as he once again gave the other a glare. “Be gentle?” The taller suggested, thrusting his fingers slowly and gently, enjoying his boyfriend’s displeased expression. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be so gentle because I love you.” He leaned down and pecked on the other’s lips. “Fuck you, Jongin, you’re a tease!” Being a sadist he is, he kept teasing. “Maybe some manners would do, hyung.” “What?” Kyungsoo asked in disbelief, feeling the movement in his hole completely halted. “Beg.” The younger smiled sweetly. “Tell me what you want, please.” “Why do you have to be such a tease when I’m so needy?” “Please.” Kyungsoo frowned and sighed in defeat. Bastard. “Fuck me, please.” He muttered softly and the younger was obviously dissatisfied. “Fuck me, Jongin! Please!” He reached out to touch his cock that needed a lot of attention but the younger slapped his hand away. “You can’t touch yourself.” “Then fuck me already, you piece of shi—!” He was suddenly welcomed by a sharp pain that made him stopped breathing at the realization that his boyfriend entered him without any warning. Jongin panicked the second he completely pushed his throbbing cock into his boyfriend to see Kyungsoo with eyes closed tightly, eyebrows furrowed and lower lip almost bleeding between the rows of teeth. He forgot how good it felt when his cock entered such a tight, virgin hole. “Oh god, hyung! I’m sorry!” He leaned down to comfort his lover with kisses, apologies and promises that the pain would fade away. Too much for being a sadist.

Kyungsoo couldn’t put the pain he was feeling into word and he wanted to strangle his boyfriend at that moment only if he wasn’t too weak to get over the pain. With eyes still closed, he let out a sigh of relief when the pain slowly disappeared though there were still some that never went away. The taller boy noticed the change in expression and he was caught off guard when he suddenly received a not-so-nice slap on his chest. “Inconsiderate motherfucker!” The older boy hissed, glaring at the younger who looked back at him with guilt. Curses from the older boy didn’t sound so pleasing at all, Jongin thought. “I’m sorry, hyung.” “Move.” Kyungsoo demanded, hands holding onto the edge of the table as the younger slowly thrust in a pace, observing the older boy’s expression. He noticed the pain gradually disappeared, overlapped by another sensation that made him crave for more. Jongin watched his cock disappear into the tight hole, feeling the warmth wrapped around him. “Faster.” He looked up to meet the other’s longing eyes and moved down to the swollen lips as he fastened his pace. The older boy motioned for him to move closer for a kiss, in which he let the other take in charge. Kyungsoo shuddered once again, feeling the same spot hit with a harder thrust and he let out a sharp gasp, pulling away from the kiss. “There, there.” Jongin did as told, moans and pleasured grunts filled his ear with every thrust. He felt so lucky to be the first one to hear those sounds from the older boy and just by hearing those made his thrusts even harder and faster. His breathing became unstable as he started to feel himself nearing his peak and Kyungsoo’s moans and curses didn’t help at all. Kyungsoo began to feel tighter around him and he knew the boy was also nearing his release. “F-Fuck, Jong—in… mmmhh…” The older boy moaned, eyes closed and lips parted slightly. The younger was mesmerized by the sight and the sweat forming on the older boy’s forehead and disheveled hair made the boy look so sexy. The older boy came first with a long, satisfying moan while Jongin was still humping to his release. Kyungsoo was still high when the younger finally came inside him. Jongin’s knees were attempting to fail him but he managed to lean on the table using his forearms for support. He felt the older boy’s hand wipe his sweaty forehead and he looked up to see his boyfriend smiling so lovingly at him. “You looked exactly like this during your dance practice. Sweaty yet hot though you’re fully clothed.”

“I should have danced myself until I sweat in front of you if I only knew you’d be turned on. I might have done it weeks ago.” He sheepishly grinned. Kyungsoo let his legs fall down to the younger’s waist and realized that his boyfriend was still inside him. “Hey, get it out.” “Fine.” The younger immediately pulled his limp cock out of his boyfriend’s hole. “You really came without being touched.” He frowned at the strings of white, sticky mess on his lover’s body and Kyungsoo gave him a curious look. “I’m just worried if anyone else could make you cum without really touching you.” “Nobody could make me horny besides you, who looks so hot in every angle.” “I’ll take that as a compliment.” “Pull me up.” The doe eyed boy reached out his hand to the taller boy and he was helped onto his feet. “Shower together?” He offered and there was no way the younger could ever reject it. “Absolutely.”

Jongin woke up the next day to a whimpering mess next to him. “Hyung?” He sat up and turned his boyfriend to face him. “Are you okay?” He worriedly asked and earned a glare from the other. “Do you need a pretty good slap on the face to make you realize what you did to me last night?” “Oh.” He remembered right ahead and he was grinning from ear to ear. “Last night was fun.” SLAP! “OW!” He received a really good slap on his cheek. “What was that for?” “For being a pain in my ass. Literally!” He was surprised at both the older boy’s words and actions. “Where did my sweet baby Soo go?”

Chapter 30 Jongin went back to his room to find his boyfriend still in the process of wearing a shirt, painstakingly slow. “Hyung, I’m going to be late.” He whined at the doorway, earning a glare from the older boy. “Um, just saying… I have a long quiz, first period today.” He meekly smiled back. Kyungsoo was feeling horrible body pains, especially down at his bottom and he was having a lot of hard time moving. “Perhaps you could at least help me put on my coat?” “Yes.” The younger muttered and grabbed the coat from the bed and helped the older boy wear it at least a little faster. He doesn’t want to miss his long quiz. “Hyung.” He whined again. “Don’t worry, Jongin. I will never have sex with you again so you won’t be late. Okay?” The doe eyed boy smiled at him in sarcasm. “I don’t want my Jonginnie to be late because of me, having to suffer from all the pains he caused me the night before.” He frowned at the statement, feeling all the guilt eat him inside. “I’m sorry.” “Let’s go.” Kyungsoo ignored the apology and started to walk away, internally wincing at the pain his every move gives him. Why did we even do it on a table?

Bad day. Jongin received a slap first thing in the morning, his boyfriend promised never to have sex with him again and he almost didn’t make it to his first class. Totally not his day. It was lunch and instead of eating his lunch in front of him, his attention was all on his phone. He never answered any question his friends threw at him regarding his mood and just send messages to his boyfriend, asking for forgiveness. “Ah, I think I know why.” Baekhyun declared, showing his phone screen to everyone else, including the tanned boy. From: Kyungie He wasn’t gentle. He huffed. Why were his messages ignored while his boyfriend replies back to his friend? “You had a hot night and I’m sure of it but seems like it didn’t end well.” The diva said and all eyes directed towards the poor boy. “You know that feeling when you’re too excited to have sex and your boyfriend looked so fucking sexy for you to be gentle?” He asked, earning nods from the others.

“But, you see, Kai.” Baekhyun sighed, placing a hand on the younger’s shoulder. “It’s Kyungie’s first time. You had to be gentle no matter what. Some people get the impression about sex during their first time and what you gave him didn’t seem to be so nice at all.” He was silent for a few seconds, regretting what he had done. “He reminded me twice earlier that he would never do it again with me.” Chanyeol snickered. “Come one, Baekhyun told me that a lot of times already but we’re still acti— ouch!” He earned a harsh nudge from his boyfriend. “Just give Kyungie some time, okay? He would be fine once he recovers and you can bang him again anytime soon.” The diva assured. “Christmas is coming anyway.” “He’s ignoring me.” “Everything will be fine. Your third month is coming too. You can make it up to him.”

Kyungsoo had volunteered with Jongdae to help with the stage preparations for the upcoming Christmas Musical and he had to stay in school until 6PM. It was only 5 in the afternoon when his phone came vibrating in his pocket and he was just on his way to the auditorium with Jongdae. He picked up his phone without even taking a look at the caller’s I.D. There’s no one else who call him at an hour like this but his boyfriend. “Hyung. Where are you?” The younger was whining again on the other line. Hearing the younger whine after ignoring him for hours made a smile on Kyungsoo’s lips. “School.” “You don’t have class anymore!” “I volunteered to help with the musical. I’ll pick you up after your dance practice.” “So you’re not coming over to watch me dance?” “Fortunately, no. I don’t want to tempt myself to another round.” He snickered and Jongdae gave him a knowing smile. “I’m still sore.” “Does that mean… there’s more for us?” There was excitement in the boy’s tone. “It depends.” The younger was making funny sounds on the other line. “I love you, hyung. I have to go now.”

“I love you too. See you later.” The call ended immediately and he looked back at his friend who was grinning widely at him. “I knew it! You’re glowing today and I’m not sure if the others noticed.” Jongdae commented. “Tell me how it came to that!” He shook his head and his face flushed a faint tint of pink. “Oh, come on!” “It was the way he danced last night.” “Dancers are hot and sexy. I can just imagine you drooling over a sweating Jongin.” When the shorter boy blushed even more, he knew he was right. “Like they say, don’t judge a book by its cover. Like you, all cute, cuddly and innocent outside but a real devil inside.” “I’m not.” “Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror?” He just scoffed in response as they arrived at the auditorium and upon opening the door, a certain person caught his eyes. The last person he wanted to see, ever. “I think I regret volunteering here.” The other looked around for the possible cause of the shorter boy’s statement and spotted someone familiar. He knew Sungyeol because he once sneaked in Junmyeon’s class. “Oh, Soo. Don’t worry. I’m here so he’ll never get near you.” He patted the other’s back and they both walked down the center aisle towards the stage. The doe eyed boy suddenly had the urge to call his boyfriend but then he reminded himself that the younger wouldn’t be able to answer any of his calls because the other was busy with dance practice. It took Sungyeol an hour to notice the person he had gotten interest for a while. Even all those quiet times, he never lost interest at the doe eyed boy. He watched the shorter boy stand by a ladder, holding a box of decorations and handing them one by one to whom he assumed, the boy’s friend. “Jongdae!” A girl called out from the other side and the called subject climbed down the ladder and gave his friend a nod. “I’ll be back.” Kyungsoo nodded back and placed the box down on the floor, internally groaning at the pain as he stood up straight. He took out his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat forming in his forehead. “Small world.” He immediately closed his eyes after hearing the horribly familiar voice next to him, his hand still on his forehead. “You look better today. Glowing?”

Ignore him. “Maybe your sugar daddy finally had a taste of you.” Sugar daddy? “That selfish bastard really made sure to get your first before disposing you.” He felt a hand on his neck, running down to his shoulder. The words haunted him, reminding him why he was so scared to submit himself to the younger boy. “Son of a…” Jongdae’s voice echoed and he heard heavy footsteps coming towards him. “You never learn, huh?” A thick slapping sound was heard and the hand on his shoulder was removed. “Kyungsoo’s taken so stop bothering him!” “Everyone deserves a chance. I have a chance.” Sungyeol snorted, rubbing his pained forearm as he walked away. Jongdae noticed the doe eyed boy sobbing softly and still frozen on the same position. “Oh my god, Soo. Don’t cry.”

Jongin walked out of the locker room after their practice ahead from the others and he started to panic when he didn’t see his car around or his boyfriend. He took out his phone and dialed his boyfriend’s number. It took four rings before the call was answered. “Hello? Jongin?” He realized it wasn’t Kyungsoo’s voice. “It’s me, Jongdae. We’re in Kyungsoo’s apartment and he’s sleeping right now. Something came up earlier when we were in school so I brought him back here.” “Oh, okay. Thank you. I’ll be right over.” He hung up and went back to the locker room. “Kris!” He called out to the crowd in the locker room. “Here!” A voice answered from the corner and Jongin scurried through the damp bodies of the halfnaked dancers to the corner of the room. “Did you bring your car?” “Yeah, why?” “Please give me a ride to Kyungsoo hyung’s apartment.” “Okay.”

He frowned when the tall guy was doing things casually and a little slowly. “Uhm, I’m kind of… in a hurry?” “What? Oh.” Yifan smiled and started doing things a little faster. “You should have told me right away.”

Jongin frantically and noisily turned the knob to his boyfriend’s unit even if it was locked. He was so impatient that he couldn’t wait for the door to open. “God, could you give the door a little respect? You were going to break the doorknob.” Jongdae said as soon as he opened the door. “He’s still sleeping.” He moved aside to let the younger boy in and they went straight to the bedroom. The younger was relieved to see his boyfriend safe and didn’t look like he was harmed physically. “I didn’t know what Sungyeol told him. I was just gone for a minute and I found Sungyeol talking to him when I came back.” Jongdae’s voice was getting softer. “I told him to leave Kyungsoo alone because you two are together already and guess what he said.” Jongin gave him a curious look and the younger knew it wasn’t good. “’Everyone deserves a chance. I have a chance.’ And Kyungsoo had been crying for like… an hour? He didn’t tell me anything.” The younger breathe in deeply to calm himself. He didn’t want to go wild at the moment and instead, he clutched his hands into fists and managed a smile. “Thank you. I’ll take it from here.” “Okay. I really need to go home now.” Jongdae nodded and headed out the door. “Take care of Kyungsoo.” When the door closed, Jongin felt his anger rising but not until he laid his eyes on his sleeping boyfriend. He dropped his bag on the floor and took off his coat before lying in bed next to the shorter boy. He tucked himself under the covers as well and looked at his boyfriend’s face. He felt sorry for the older boy when he saw how swollen the other’s eyes were from crying. He cursed Sungyeol for getting in their peaceful relationship. He again swore he was going to hunt the man down. He cuddled the shorter boy into his chest and started wondering what Sungyeol had told Kyungsoo and he was sure it was really bad to make his boyfriend cry for an hour.

Kyungsoo woke up in the middle of the night, wrapped around his boyfriend’s warm embrace. He smiled, inhaling the other’s scent and enjoying the warmth around him. It was the comfort he needed earlier. He shifted a bit, causing the younger to move and wake up. “Sorry.” He whispered, planting a kiss on the half-asleep boy’s lips. “Back to sleep, Jongin.” Jongin managed to gather his senses together and was met by swollen doe eyes staring back at him. “Hyung.” “I’ll prepare dinner.” “Just call for a delivery.” The younger muttered, not wanting the other to leave the bed for a long time. “I’ll do it.” He lazily got up from the bed and walked over to his bag on the floor to get his phone. He made a quick call for delivery and went back to bed. The older boy was already sitting on the edge of the bed when he ended the call and threw his phone on the mattress before sitting next to the shorter boy. “I’m all ears.” He said, pulling the other closer to him and Kyungsoo’s head was resting on his chest. “It’s him again.” The shorter boy sighed. “He…” He wasn’t sure if he should tell the younger what happened but after some thought, he continued. He should tell Jongin how he feels, knowing that he was emotionally wrecked when it comes to his boyfriend. “He referred to you as my sugar daddy.” “Am I?” The younger huffed through the other’s hair, his other hand soothingly rubbed the shorter boy’s back. “That was the first thing I’ve been trying to avoid but you were still spoiling me with your stuffs and you get upset when I reject them.” “You know the truth, hyung. What others think doesn’t matter.” “It matters to me.” Kyungsoo argued. “And he says things to me that sound like I’m a trash you can dispose anytime. Do you know what it makes us look like? You’re some rich guy I use for my own benefits while in return I am your slut that you can leave when you get tired of me! I don’t even know why a part of me believes in his words.” “Don’t say that.” Jongin felt his heart clench at the last statement. “You know that’s not true.” He pulled away and forced the shorter boy to look at him. “How can you even consider yourself a slut? It took me almost three months to get you in bed!” The older boy broke into a shy smile, his face evident with light blush. “We were on a table.” “You know what I mean, hyung.” He felt relieved when the other smiled and it seemed contagious enough that he smiled as well. “Are you still sore?”

Kyungsoo nodded. “It’s your fault.” “I can be gentle next time.” He sheepishly smiled. The older boy’s expression became serious and the younger’s smile faded. “There’s no next time.” “Why not?” He whined. “Yet. I’m not a slut like you said so you’ll have to wait for another three months.” “That’s horrible.” He scoffed. “And don’t blame me if I don’t get all gentle.” “There will be no next time then. Ever.” “I’ll dance all night if I have to.”

“Hyung.” If not because of his extreme drowsiness, Kyungsoo swore he would have punched the younger boy for starting another conversation at 2 in the morning. “Eung.” Jongin’s arms were wrapped around the other’s waist and his nose nuzzled into the boy’s nape. He can’t keep himself from worrying about their Sungyeol issue, especially the specific words Jongdae had told him. Everyone deserves a chance. I have a chance. It was a sign that Sungyeol wasn’t planning to stop anytime soon and he could probably keep tailing Kyungsoo around until Jongin finally snaps. And of all the other boys, why Kyungsoo hyung? “If we break up, only if, just don’t replace me with Sungyeol.” Half of Kyungsoo’s consciousness went back after the question and he was wondering what triggered the younger to ask such question. “Why would I ever hangout with that guy? He’s not even my type and I thought you told me you never have future plans on us breaking up.” “I was just saying if in case we do, I don’t want to be replaced by that jerk. I never knew you have ideal type for a lover.” “I didn’t have one until you came. Tall, dark and handsome. Wait, not totally dark, just sexily tanned.”

Jongin felt tingly inside and he let out a soft chuckle. “So you’re saying I’m sexy?” “Hell, yeah. That’s really obvious.” He turned his head and felt the younger’s warm breath against his cheek. He liked that feeling. “You’re enjoying the compliments.” “I am.” The younger planted a soft kiss into the other’s cheek. “Good, because you won’t be receiving one for a while.” Empty statement. He knew he would still receive compliments, only indirectly. “I love the way you tease me like that.” “Oh, I didn’t know that makes you horny.” “What the fuck, hyung.” Kyungsoo just chuckled and turned his head back and yawned. “I’m sleepy.” “Me too. Dream of me, hyung.” “I just hope it won’t be a wet one.” “Hyung!” “Whiny.”

Chapter 31 It was a relief that Kyungsoo got over the Sungyeol incident and the next day was just as peaceful like the normal days. Jongin had begged for him not to stay in school after class, which he gladly did and just went back to his apartment and wait for 7PM to pick up his boyfriend from school. A bouquet of red roses lay in front of his unit when he arrived and the doe eyed boy quickly picked it up and the first thing he did was smell the flowers. They simply smell like flowers. Nevertheless, Kyungsoo brought it in and noted how sweet his boyfriend could be at unexpected times. He changed his clothes into one of the comfy sweaters Jongin gave him and picked up Kkamjong to pet him. He had left the flowers on top of his coffee table while he lay down on the couch and played with the cat until he fell asleep. He was only awakened by his set alarm at 7PM and the said cat was no longer in sight. It must be in the laundry room again, Kyungsoo assumed. He got dressed again with warm and comfortable clothes before heading out of his unit. When he arrived in school, he still had at least ten minutes to wait for the practice to end and another ten minutes for the younger to take a shower before officially going home. Since he was permitted to stay inside the campus, he made his way to the practice room, all wrapped up to avoid getting cold that only half of his head was exposed to the stinging cold environment. His entrance to the room was unnoticed and after a while, Jongin had noticed his presence through the mirror. Too bad for the younger doesn’t have enough time to seduce him with a sexy dance. As usual, he waited on the same spot until the younger comes and go out together. “Nice moves back there.” “Not really, hyung. I think you came late on purpose.” “Yeah.” He admitted. “I know that you know why.” “Am I that sexy to handle?” He snorted. “Nah.” They had a dinner date like they planned that morning and time seemed to fly past them. Before they realized it, it was past 10 in the evening. Jongin had insisted once again to sleep over at the older boy’s place for a reason that it’s too cold to sleep alone in a large bed. Kyungsoo agreed. Jongin spotted the bouquet of flowers on the table as soon as the door closed behind him. “Who gave you flowers?” He asked, looking back at a confused doe eyed boy.

“I found it outside the door when I got home earlier. I thought it’s from you.” He read the younger’s expression and it wasn’t good. “It’s not from you.” He concluded. If it was from any of their friends, they were sure a note would be left with it. But there wasn’t any. Only one person came to their minds. Lee Sungyeol. “God, this is terrible!” The younger hissed and picked up the bouquet carelessly and threw it out the nearest window. The way the tanned boy slammed the window close scared Kyungsoo and the older boy quickly walked over to his boyfriend. It was the first time he had seen the other' got so mad and violent. “Jongin, calm down.” He held onto the taller boy’s arm but he failed to calm him down. “Calm down? You’re asking me to calm down?” Jongin snapped his head towards the shorter boy and started raising his voice. “Why the fuck would I calm down when that bastard keeps on bothering you? Us! He just can’t get between us like I never gave a damn effort to keep this relationship!” Unaware, Kyungsoo was already tearing up. “Calm down, please.” His hands were trembling as he reached out to the younger’s face. “I don’t want to see you like this. Please.” Seeing the older boy in tears made the younger calm down in a matter of seconds. “I’m sorry.” He apologized softly and pulled the shorter boy into a hug. No matter how much he wanted to ignore the third party, he just can’t. Not when Sungyeol tells horrible lies to his boyfriend. “I know you worked hard for us, our relationship. Thank you.” The shorter boy softly sobbed into his chest. “I love you, Jongin.” “I love you too, hyung. But why can’t that dumb prick see that?” “He’s dumb like you say. Don’t you think we just overreacted to this? I mean, what if those flowers came from one of our friends?” He agreed. “We’ll ask them then and if one of them actually sent it…” “You already threw it out on the street, dummy.” “I know.”

Nobody from their friends or even parents sent the said bouquet and it still led them to one person. Sungyeol. They were on the couch, watching TV, with Jongin’s head resting on Kyungsoo’s lap and Kkamjong whole-heartedly lay down on the coffee table, blocking the tanned boy’s view. “Nice fur, Kkamjong, you’re blocking my view.” The cat’s ears twitched. But that was all. What a brat. Jongin extended his arm and tried to reach out to the cat but as soon as his finger brushed against the black, slick fur, Kkamjong got on all fours and hissed at him. He pulled back his hand immediately with a groan. “Hyung!” He whined, turning his head to look up at his boyfriend. He failed to get the other’s attention from the TV. “Hyung.” Kyungsoo looked down at him with a bored or sleepy expression. His Kkamjong problem was forgotten and concern too over him. “Are you sleepy? We can just go to bed now.” “I’m just thinking.” “About?” “How unfair that you have a month and a half winter vacation while I don’t. You have two days left before your vacation.” “Well, we had an agreement that I would stay here with you the whole vacation.” “That doesn’t change a thing.” The older boy sighed. “I think.” “Why not?” “I’m still spending the whole day in school.” “But I walk with you to school and I fetch you again after school, have dinner and sleep together.” Kyungsoo just hummed in response and focused back on the TV show but Jongin could see that he wasn’t really watching. He was actually thinking. “Tell me what’s on your mind.” “Sungyeol.” The younger snickered at the mention of the name. “And why?”

“I’m scared.” The older boy admitted in a low voice and fixed his gaze back to the younger. Guilt was eating Kyungsoo inside, knowing that he can’t even defend himself or his boyfriend from the mischievous Sungyeol. Even through verbal, he can’t do anything and how much would he be messed up when suddenly comes with physical harm? “You trust me, right?” Kyungsoo added. “I would never replace you with him and I’m going to apologize beforehand in case something happens and I can’t do anything since I will mostly end up a loser.” Jongin hates it. He hates how his boyfriend see himself as a weak person when he was the strongest person Jongin had ever met. Only Kyungsoo could have three jobs at the same time to cover up his sick father’s financial needs but still managed to be diligent in school. Taking care of Jongin was another job and the younger isn’t convinced that his boyfriend is weak. “I trust you.” The older boy smiled but a hint of sadness was still visible in his eyes but Jongin didn’t say anything about it. “So, any home works?” “None.” He lied. He had a one-paged answer sheet to do but he could do it in the morning. “Advanced review then.” “I’m sleepy.” He lied again, making up an excuse to let his boyfriend rest already. “Thirty minutes.” The older boy offered. “Fifteen.” “Thirty, mister.” “Then thirty minutes review and two hours of fun in bed.” “What…” Kyungsoo eyed him carefully. “I know where this is going.” Jongin mentally celebrated in victory, knowing in advance which one the older boy would choose. “So, sleep or thirty minutes in the table and two hours in bed?” “Sleep, of course.” “You’re just against the offer of having a hot time with me.” He pouted and decided to just play for a little while. “I’m not. It’s just really late and…” The blush made an appearance and Kyungsoo could feel his face getting warmer when the younger smirked so sexily at him. “I’m… I’m sleepy!” “The couch is pretty inviting too.” He turned his head, his lips against the shorter boy’s covered thigh.

Feeling a little aroused when Jongin bit him through his cotton pants, it was his turn to whine. “Stop that.” In spite of his words, he didn’t move an inch and had his eyes locked into the younger’s lustful orbs. Jongin got onto his knees next to Kyungsoo on the couch, leaning towards the shorter boy who was trapped between his arms. His one hand leaned against the backrest and the other one against the armrest. “Please, I’m still sore.” The pleading just passed by the younger’s ears like Kkamjong’s distant meows from the laundry room. Lips pressed together in less than a second and Jongin was more than pleased when Kyungsoo returned the kiss immediately. Jongin noted. When it comes to teasing, Kyungsoo tells the opposite from what his body wants. He pulled away when the older boy gently pushed him by a hand against his chest, their lips still almost touching. “Fuck you, Jongin. It’s really late and I can’t believe we’re doing this again.” Kyungsoo said softly against his lips and yeah, a cursing Kyungsoo is such a turn on. “I don’t mind. I want to leave marks all over you.” He kissed the boy again. “Just to show Sungyeol that you’re mine.” Kyungsoo looked at his boyfriend and snickered. “It would be no use. I wear winter clothes in school.” He pointed out and Jongin couldn’t help but agree. It wasn’t like anyone would be wearing plain tees or sleeveless shirts in the middle of a winter season. “But I don’t mind.” The last statement was his permission to access to the shorter boy’s body, with VIP treatment. He was about to lean closer again for kiss but Kyungsoo stopped him midway with an adorable request that sent him grinning from ear to ear. “Can we do it in bed now? It’s going to be unhealthy to Kkamjong’s eyes and ears. He’s really sensitive.” “As you wish, princess.” “And the neighbors too. You know, Soojung just might get the idea.” Jongin picked him up in a bridal style and went to the bedroom, kicking the door close behind him before throwing his boyfriend into the mattress. The older boy groaned painfully, feeling the cramps on his back once again. “Princesses aren’t treated like that! Especially that I’m still feeling pains all over me!”

“Hush, princess. Save your voice for later.” Jongin straddled over the shorter boy with a very seductive smile that even his boyfriend couldn’t stop swooning about it. Damn you.

Jongin pulled away and adored his lover’s body, painted with his marks. He could finally say that the older boy beneath him was officially his, though not yet legally because of their ages. They knew they were too young for marriage but it didn’t stop them to proclaim that they own each other, selfishly speaking. Clothes were long gone and Kyungsoo watched his boyfriend rummage through his drawer and finally took out a bottle of lube with a sly smile plastered on the younger’s face. Having his boyfriend find a lube in his drawer wasn’t a surprise though he never told the younger boy that he had bought one a month ago just in case it actually happens in his place. “I knew you’d be keeping one.” “It’s better to be prepared.” The younger had promised that he would be gentle, considering his partner’s condition. “Guess what we’re about to do?” He asked, coating his hard cock with a generous amount of lube after preparing his boyfriend. “Sex.” Kyungsoo answered immediately. “I think you should consider calling it love-making because I’ll be gentle for one reason.” “You’re going to be cheesy again.” He doesn’t have to deny it. “Yeah, and that’s because I don’t want my love to feel unnecessary pain.” The older boy rolled his eyes and let out a groan. “You should have done that the first time we did it.” “I know. I was just excited. I hope you haven’t forgotten I was used to sex at least once in two weeks and you made me wait for almost three months. What do you expect?” He rubbed the tip of his cock against the older boy’s hole to give the other a warning. “You, being considerate.” “I will, now. Be ready.” When he received a nod from the older boy, he instructed the other to hold onto his shoulders and do whatever the other may like. Digging his nails into the skin until he bleeds was an option. He carefully and slowly entered his hard member into his boyfriend’s tight hole, feeling the warmth wrap around his throbbing cock.

The pain stinging the older boy was described to be two times painful than the first time. His asshole hasn’t fully recovered yet and he was being fucked again. He diverted the pain into pressing his fingers into the younger’s shoulder, a part of himself feeling sorry for the bruises he would be making. “It hurts.” His voice cracked when he said it after gathering some of his voice that he lost when the pain overpowered him. “I’m sorry, love.” Jongin bent down and showered his boyfriend with kisses and comforting words. When the pain subsided, Kyungsoo asked the younger to move slowly at first and the tanned boy would lean down to give him a kiss from time to time until pleasure came and the thrusts came faster. The older boy didn’t mind the younger’s hard thrusts from time to time, loving the feeling of having a gentle yet a little rough sex. Fucks and shits muttered with every hard, pleasuring thrust. His breathing faltered with every thrust and his moans got even a little louder when Jongin wrapped his resting hard member in his warm hands and started to pump the other along with the thrusts’ rhythm. The feeling of nearing their release made both of them moan in pleasure, and Jongin kissed the other’s moans to muffle along with his. Kyungsoo came first into the younger’s hand but Jongin wasn’t far behind and came a few more thrusts later. They both didn’t deny that they loved the slow and passionate way, but they couldn’t deny they still liked the first time a little bit more. “We’ll have it rough next time.” Jongin declared. “Eung. You love me, right?” Kyungsoo looked into the other’s eyes lovingly and the tanned boy could never deny it so he nodded. “I’ll top you next time.” Jongin froze, realizing how lovely those piercing words sounded with a pair of lips that formed a heartshaped smile. His mouth hung open and he wanted to argue but no words came out. “Because I love you as well, we’ll have it rough like you said.” The deal was sealed with a sweet kiss but it sent poison to the other. He couldn’t believe he would be losing his asshole’s precious virginity to his boyfriend.

Jongin hesitated to get off the car for a few minutes and just stared ahead on the view in front of them. He was worried, partly because of the thought of being at the bottom for the next time they have their love-making rough sex session. But for the moment, his worries were focused on one problem, their unwelcome third party in their relationship. Kyungsoo pulled him into a make-out session, which successfully took the younger’s worries for a while. He pulled away, assuring the other with a soft peck on the lips. “I’ll be fine. You trust me, right?”

The younger could just nod, knowing he had no choice but just pray for his boyfriend’s safety. “I love you, Jongin.” “I love you too, hyung.” He managed to smile before getting out of the car. He watched the car until it disappears like he always do but his mind was still stuck to one problem. “Hi, Kai.” He looked back to see Luhan smiling at him and he started to feel envious of the Chinese boy’s relationship with Sehun where no one ever tried to separate them. “Hey. You’re not with Sehun?” “We don’t stay in the same roof like you and Kyungie do.” The Chinese boy pointed out. “Oh, what was that flower you were asking about last night?” The tanned boy shook his head and they both started walking. “Kyungsoo hyung found a bouquet of roses outside his unit without any messages or anything else that indicated from whom it came from.” “You think it’s from that Sungyeol guy?” “Yeah. Most likely.”

“Did you receive the flowers I left on your doorstep?” Kyungsoo, along with Jongdae and Junmyeon who was with him, looked up from his book to the person he hated the most. They were in the library, reviewing their own notes for their own different classes. “I knew it was from you and it ended on the street. My boyfriend threw it out the window.” “That was rude.” “Like how you disturb me and my friends from studying.” The doe eyed boy retorted. “Wow, I like that.” Sungyeol leaned his forearms on the table. “I like cute boys who aren’t too easy to get.” “Get lost. I’m not interested with you.” “You’ll take that back someday, sweetheart.” He winked and started to walk away, earning glares from the three boys. “I’ll show that into your boyfriend’s face.” Jongdae looked at the retreating figure. “He’s not even half of Jongin’s attractiveness.”

“I know.” Kyungsoo muttered, looking down on his book again with a frown but the thought of their love-making session the night before made a smile in his lips. He pulled out his phone and typed a message. To: Jongin You just crossed my mind, my love. Hehe. I miss you. <3 “Kyungsoo, you look brighter than usual.” Junmyeon commented, earning a snicker from Jongdae and the doe eyed boy stiffened. “Goodness gracious! You…” “Is it that obvious?” Kyungsoo shyly asked as he looked at his friends. “Sort of.” Junmyeon nodded with a smile. His phone vibrated with a message. From: Jongin I’m in class right now, hyung. I miss you too! We’re getting laid tonight! Before he even finished reading the first reply, another message came. Wait! Oh my god! I’m not ready to be at the bottom! I take it back! And messages came flooding after another. It was a joke, hyung! I mean, the getting laid tonight was a joke, not the bottom part! I love you, hyung. Don’t misunderstand me! But the last one made Kyungsoo accidentally laugh out loud, earning a look from the librarian. Fuck, I think I’m having a boner right now. DX

Chapter 32 Jongin’s was still annoying his boyfriend with his whines about not having the older boy’s permission to go with Kyungsoo in Goyang the next day, Saturday. Ever since his dance practice ended, all he talked about was visiting his boyfriend’s parents. When they entered the house, Kyungsoo noticed the presence of his boyfriend’s parents in the dining room and immediately bowed towards the older couple, greeted and apologized for being home so late. “It’s okay, Kyungsoo. We know Jongin has dance practice.” The tanned boy’s mother smiled at him. He noticed his boyfriend being awkward as ever behind him and pulled the younger to stand next to him. “Greet your parents.” He muttered softly, just enough for the other to hear. Jongin stubbornly groaned in disagreement and attempted to walk away but Kyungsoo was fast enough to grab his hand. “Greet or I’ll go back to my apartment.” The older boy whispered with a threatening smile towards the younger. They had agreed to sleep over at the younger’s house on a Friday night to have a movie marathon to celebrate Jongin’s official opening of winter vacation. The younger was stiff as he found his parents looking expectantly at him. Why do I have to do this? “I’m home and goodnight.” He lifelessly said, earning a hiss from the shorter boy. He started to walk up the stairs and noticed his boyfriend wasn’t trailing behind him. He looked back and saw his boyfriend bowing again towards his parents and headed out the front door. “What the… Hyung!” He yelled through the quiet house and Kyungsoo gave him a glare as the older boy opened the door. “Where are you going?” ‘MY. PLACE.’ The older boy mouthed and closed the door behind him. Really. He stomped his way back to the front door, knowing he wasn’t going to have things his way. He pulled the door open with force and caught up with his boyfriend who was at least four meters away. “Hyung!” He whined, pulling the older boy’s arm to a halt. “We planned this yesterday, right?” “I just lost my mood.” Kyungsoo sighed and looked up to his boyfriend. “Maybe if you just did a simple thing properly, we would have been in your room already.” “Why does it have to be like this? I didn’t have to do that anyway.” “I don’t like a disrespectful partner, Jongin.” “I greeted them.” “Yes, and I forced you. And good job for showing them how forced you were to do that. I’m impressed.” Kyungsoo snorted.

His pride just wouldn’t let him off. “You knew I don’t like it but you forced me. At least I did what you wanted. Isn’t that enough?” “I can see how you treat my parents from yours and I don’t like the unjustified treatment.” “It won’t change a thing!” Kyungsoo grabbed his phone and shoved it onto the younger’s hand. “Don’t talk to me until you realize it!” With that, he walked away in a hurry and hoped that the younger wouldn’t follow him.

Jongin’s parents watched their son pass by the hallway in a very grumpy mood, making loud noises with everything on his way and all ended with a very bang of the door from the second floor. “I can’t be more thankful to Kyungsoo.” His mother said and his father nodded. “He made a great influence to Jongin.” “He just needs more time to realize things, I mean Jongin.” “I know. I hope soon enough.”

Jongin threw his boyfriend’s phone on his bed and dropped his bag on the floor as he grabbed his own phone and dialed and number. He waited for the call to be answered as he walked towards his closet. “Chanyeol.” “Hey, man!” The loud music in the background slowly faded away. “What’s up? Changed your mind?” “Where are you?” “The usual. Kris and his boyfriend are here too. Join the fun!” “I’m on my way.”

Kyungsoo calmed himself down as he neared his apartment building. He lazily walked up to his unit and suddenly froze when he turned the corner to find Sungyeol standing outside his unit. Shit.

The other guy didn’t seem to notice him and the doe eyed boy successfully made it out of the building once again, walking away to wherever his feet dragged him. What is he doing there? He didn’t know how long he had been walking on the streets and he was freezing. He wanted to give his friends a call but then he remembered he left his phone to his stubborn boyfriend out of hidden anger. He just thought that maybe he could borrow someone’s phone and give Junmyeon a call. He was so glad memorizing a friend’s phone number could get in handy. He hurriedly walked to Crescent Xtal Café where he had worked before and he was invited by Jinki as soon as he stepped inside. He was surprised to see Taemin still around at that hour when he was sure that the boy’s shift ends at 8PM. “I was just waiting for Minho hyung.” Taemin sheepishly smiled as Kyungsoo walked with Jinki to the office. When they got in, Jinki noticed how pale the younger was and offered a hot cup of chocolate. “It’s been a while, Kyungsoo. What brought you here?” He asked, handing the younger the cup. “Yeah, uhm, Jongin and I sort of argued earlier and I was so upset that I returned the phone he bought and told him not to talk to me. Then I saw some guy, someone who had been disturbing me for a while, waiting outside my unit.” “Admirer, eh?” Jinki sat down on his swivel chair behind the desk and motioned for Kyungsoo to take a seat as well. “So you’re not planning to stay in your apartment.” Kyungsoo nodded. “So where are you going to stay?” “Uhm, can I borrow your phone, hyung? I’ll just ask my friend to pick me up.” “Sure, here.” Jinki handed him the phone and nodded. “Thanks, hyung.” His fingers quickly typed the number and dialed the number. “Junmyeon.”

Chanyeol looked up from their table to see Jongin alone. “I was expecting you with Kyungsoo.” “We’re not in good terms.” The tanned boy answered and sat down next to Baekhyun. “What happened?” Tao asked, his Chinese accent visible in his tone. “Does he know you’re here?” Jongin shook his head and took a newly served bottle from the table. “He gave me his phone and left.”

Baekhyun sighed and shook his head as well. “Not a good sign, Kai.” “What did you two fight about?” Yifan inquired, watching the tanned boy gulp down his drink. “My parents.” “I thought your parents like him.” Baekhyun raised an eyebrow. “They do. We argued about how I treat my parents and he told me not to talk to him until I realize it.” He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and continued. “I don’t even know what he meant by it.” Baekhyun snorted. “Good luck with that. It’s vacation for us anyway so it’s okay if you have to go through sleepless nights like Yeollie when we had a fight for the first time.” “He’s just overreacting.” He snickered back. “I think my phone is ringing.” Tao suddenly said, searching for his phone in his small bag. He looked at the phone screen before answering the call. “It’s weird Junmyeon calls me at this hour.” He told Yifan but everyone else around the table heard it. Chanyeol pointed towards the restroom. “It’s much quieter there.” Tao nodded and walked away. “You should give Kyungsoo a call.” Yifan suggested and the other three mentally face-palmed themselves. “Kai has Kyungie’s phone, Kris. You weren’t listening!” Baekhyun nagged. “Oh, sorry.” Unknowingly, it was already Jongin’s second bottle. “Ugly slut at twelve o’clock!” Baekhyun announced and all eyes were fixed at a girl in front of them with obviously big, fake boobs, wearing a very tight and short black dress. She was coming their way, her eyes twinkling as she looked at the uninterested tanned boy. “Hi, Kai.” She said as he approached and comfortably let herself sit on Jongin’s lap, her arm around the boy’s neck. “It’s been a long while since the last time I saw you here.” Jongin just looked ahead, drinking his beer and earning disgusted looks from his friends. “Do I know you?” The girl gave a bitchy laugh, playfully hitting the boy’s chest. “Silly, we slept like four times? How can you forget about me?”

Jongin didn’t answer and the girl suddenly let out a yelp as she was pulled away by someone behind her and it turned out to be Tao. “My friend is not interested with boobs, especially fake ones so go and continue being a bitch with someone else.” Tao said, diva-ishly pushed the girl away, earning a proud smile from his boyfriend. “And you, Kim Jongin.” He fixed his eyes on the tanned boy who looked at him without interest. “Get your fucking ass off here and find Kyungsoo! He’s missing!” The tanned boy almost dropped the bottle in his hand as his eyes widen in surprise. “He’s what?” “Oh, no.” Baekhyun muttered. “Junmyeon just called me and he said he got a call from Kyungsoo using an unknown number. Kyungsoo was asking if he could sleep over at Junmyeon’s house because he saw Sungyeol outside his unit when he got back to his apartment but Junmyeon was out of Seoul. The others didn’t receive a call from Kyungsoo and Junmyeon couldn’t reach the number used to call him.” “How sure are you that’s he’s missing?” Jongin asked calmly but his heart was pounding loudly on his chest already. “Just go and find him! He could be hanging out with that Sungyeol right now!” Tao’s words made the younger bolt out the club. He even left his bottle rolling on the floor. He called for a cab and when he got into his boyfriend’s apartment, there was no one outside the unit and the door was locked. He knocked on the door and called out to his boyfriend but nothing came. Everything was just so wrong. First, they argued. Second, he just realized Sungyeol was getting closer to his boyfriend. Third, his boyfriend was missing. He didn’t even know where to begin his search and started to think the places where he knew his boyfriend have friends. The café.

He entered the café and his eyes searched for someone he knew. “Kibum hyung.” The said waiter looked at him with a smile and walked over to him. “Jongin, it’s been a while. Are you looking for Kyungsoo?” There was a hint of hope in him when he heard his boyfriend’s name. “Oh, god, yes. Is he here?” “He was. I heard you two are not really in good terms. Anyway, he already left.”

No. “Where did he go?” “I don’t know. Just ask Jinki hyung. He’s in the office.” “Okay, thanks.” He was praying for a good answer as he walked towards the office and knocked on the door before opening it. “Hyung.” The chinky-eyed man looked up from his desk where he had some papers. “Hello, Jongin. Kyungsoo isn’t here.” “I know, uh… do you know where he is?” “He didn’t tell me but he left maybe an hour ago already.” “Oh, okay. Thanks, hyung.” He managed to smile and closed the door again but as soon as the door clicked, his smile turned to a frown. Kyungsoo hyung.

“Thank you so much, Hyunsik, and I’m sorry for coming over at such a late hour.” Hyunsik just shook his head and smiled. He was actually happy to have Kyungsoo around after such a long time. “It’s okay, Soo. I know you’d probably do the same if I come over at your place.” “Of course.” “You can have the other room.” Kyungsoo bowed at him for the fifth time that night. “Thank you! I’m so glad we bumped into each other months ago and I remembered that you mentioned your unit’s number.” They sat on the couch with the TV on and neither of them was feeling sleepy. They talked, catching up with each other’s lives since high school. It was the feeling having a very close friend once again after years of separation that kept them awake. “So you have this guy tailing you?” Hyunsik inquired and the doe eyed boy nodded. “He used to approach me before when I’m alone but his progress was too fast and now he even waits outside my unit.” “Stalker much.” “He’s scaring me.” “He might just get tired of doing that if you keep on ignoring him.”

“I thought so too.” They went to bed around 3AM and Kyungsoo just felt weird. He was used to read his boyfriend’s messages before he goes to sleep but that night, or morning, there was nothing.

Jongin lay on his bed, scrolling down on his messages, rereading all the available conversations he had with Kyungsoo. He found out earlier that his boyfriend was at Hyunsik’s place when he called Taemin. Images of his lovely boyfriend doing things with Hyunsik like hugging or cuddling sent a stab on his heart but he knew better than to believe his imaginations. He trusted his boyfriend and they were still a couple, only having some misunderstanding as he believed, so he knew Kyungsoo wouldn’t be doing such things. He picked up his boyfriend’s phone and opened the contact list only to see his name, his boyfriends’ parents names, Baekhyun’s, and the college friends’ numbers. Not even Hyunsik’s or people at the café were listed. He opened the messages and found his and Kyungsoo’s mother’s thread the longest. He opened the gallery and found only one photo. It was a stolen shot recently while he was sleeping in bed with Kkamjong curled into his neck. The playlist wasn’t that long either. The songs were less than 50, including the songs his boyfriend composed. It was a lonely night for him. No hugs, no kisses, no sweet I love yous, no playful arguments and no cuddles.

Morning came and the first thing Jongin did was go to Hyunsik, who by chance bumped into him just outside the apartment building. “Hey.” Jongin smiled back and was about to ask about Kyungsoo but the other spoke. “Kyungsoo left for about…” Hyunsik trailed off, glancing at his wrist watch. “…twenty minutes ago. He said he’s going to drop by his apartment to get some things and head off to Goyang.” “Oh.” The younger could only nod. “Thanks.” When he got into Kyungsoo’s apartment, he was met by Soojung who was crouching in front of his boyfriend’s door, slipping something that looked like a white envelope. “What was that?” He asked and the kid stood up and looked at him.

Soojung shrugged. “It was just an envelope and I don’t have any idea what was inside. I had met a guy earlier downstairs when eonni asked me to buy something and he handed me an envelope. He told me to give it to Kyungsoo oppa but he isn’t here so I just slipped it in.” “Okay, but wasn’t he just here?” “Kyungsoo oppa? You just missed him, I think. Eonni said he heard someone next door maybe five minutes ago? Eonni said she think he brought Kkamjong with him because the cat was meowing away.” “Dammit.” He muttered and smiled at the kid. “Thanks, Soojung.” He knew where to go, to the bus stop where they always wait when they visit Kyungsoo’s parents. He turned the corner and he found a familiar figure a distance away at the waiting shed where the bus stops just in time. “KYUNGSOO HYUNG!” Kyungsoo looked at him with an unpleased expression but he didn’t care. The bus door opens and Kyungsoo filed in line after the elders, ignoring the younger’s calls from the distance. “HYUNG!” He called out again and started running towards the bus stop. He watched the older boy step into the bus as he ran. No, please. No! “Hyung!” Without his luck, the bus drove away even before he got near the stop. No.

Chapter 33 Another night without an annoying Jongin around kept Kyungsoo awake the whole night. He regret that he let his feelings take over a simple problem and made it worse. His mother knew something was wrong and she noticed the gloomy aura her son was having but she didn’t push him to tell more when Kyungsoo said that he didn’t want to talk about it. He should have considered how hard it was for the younger to treat his parents warmly. They were different after all. He can’t force everything to the younger boy and he just realized it. I need to talk to him. Sunday afternoon was when he decided to go back to his apartment. He planned to drop by his place to let Kkamjong rest, take care of Soojung and go to his boyfriend’s house. “Kyungsoo oppa!” Soojung greeted him as he turned the corner. She stood up from the floor and gave the boy a hug. “Jongin oppa was here yesterday and I think he ran after you.” “Yes, he did.” He forced a smile and handed Kkamjong to the kid as he opened the door with his keys. “You’re still having your lessons?” The girl nodded and smiled, running her fingers along the cat’s black slick fur. “But today’s the last, oppa. It’s winter vacation and I’ll be back to Mrs. Park on February for the lessons again.” Kyungsoo pushed the door open and stepped on something and he quickly pulled his foot off. An envelope. “I just remembered, someone handed that to me yesterday morning and asked me to give it to you but since you weren’t here, I just slipped it in.” “Thank you, Soojung.” The boy nodded and picked up the envelope. “You can get yourself some food from the fridge.” He said as he headed towards his bedroom to change his clothes. He fell asleep on the couch and he wasn’t even aware that Soojung had left already until he felt something rubbery and wet on his fingers. Kkamjong was grooming his fingers, he thought as he opened his eyes to the sight of the cat licking his fingers. Remembering Soojung, he sat up immediately and looked around, noticing the noise on the other side of the wall. “They’re here.” He muttered to himself and glanced at the wall clock. It was almost 8PM and he could still pay the younger boy a visit. He got up, showered and wore layers of clothes to keep himself warm. Before going out of his room, he noticed the envelope. There wasn’t any address written or any name outside the envelope.

Carelessly tearing the side of the envelope, all the contents fell on the floor. “Ah.” He groaned in annoyance and picked up the contents, which happened to be a set of photos. Photos of Jongin with his friends and a girl sitting on his lap. He was sure it was from Sungyeol or maybe someone else who wanted to ruin their relationship. Might be from someone from Jongin’s side like a die-hard fan of his boyfriend. He didn’t want to believe what he was seeing but it was there, in his hands. Tears attempted to fall from his eyes but he didn’t let them go. He breathed deeply to calm himself and placed them back into the envelope and headed out his apartment. They have so many things to talk about. He found himself frozen in front of his boyfriend’s house, just before the front porch. His eyes looked through the windows and silhouettes of guests move around the house and the loud music was clear enough to be heard outside. Jongin’s having a party. He had to think hard if he had to go in or not. If he gets in, people may look at him because of his inappropriate clothes for a party and besides, he wasn’t invited and he might possibly see something he didn’t want to see. “Kyungie!” He looked back and found Baekhyun with Chanyeol who just arrived. “Why are you still outside? It’s cold in here.” He held the envelope in his hands tightly. “Uhm, I’ll just go back and—.” Before he could finish, he was already being dragged into the house by the diva. Nobody seemed to care when they entered. Everybody was busy with their own businesses. I shouldn’t be here. The couple was suddenly gone among the crowd and he found himself standing at the bottom of the stairs. Maybe I could look for Jongin. He walked upstairs to the younger’s room, hoping to find his boyfriend and he saw one of the things he never wanted to see. Jongin was in bed with a girl on top of him, both giggling and laughing.

Kyungsoo was somehow relieved that the door doesn’t creak when opened or closed. As soon as he had closed the door, the tears he had been holding back streamed down his face. What do I expect? Who am I anyway? Sungyeol was right. “Oh, Kyungie! We have been looking for you!” Baekhyun’s voice echoed loudly through the hallway but it sounded so distant for the other boy. I’m a trash. Baekhyun noticed something drop on the floor as he approached the doe eyed boy and he realized that the other was crying. “Oh, my god, Kyungie.” Before he could even touch the boy, Kyungsoo ran away. “Hey, buddy!” Chanyeol cheerfully greeted when Kyungsoo passed by him around the corner. He watched the shorter boy bolt out the front door and shifted his eyes towards his boyfriend. “Did something happen?” Baekhyun shrugged his shoulders and picked up the envelope that Kyungsoo had dropped. “He was crying.” The giant walked over to his boyfriend and they took out the contents of the envelope. “No way.” He muttered and before he could say some more, the diva had opened the door and they finally found out the reason why the doe eyed boy left with tears. “KIM JONGIN!” Baekhyun yelled and angrily stomped his way towards the bed and realized that both Jongin and the girl were almost naked. And for the first time in a long time, he used the boy’s real name. Surprised, the girl gasped and grabbed the blanket to cover her body and moved as far as she could from the diva. Jongin, was surprised and annoyed at the same time. He was tipsy. “What the fuck do you want?” He asked, sitting up on his bed and fixed his belt. “I WANT YOUR FUCKING LOYALTY TO KYUNGSOO!” The diva threw the photos into the younger’s face. Literally. Jongin winced at the sudden hit and picked up a photo. His eyes widened and he looked up at a very mad Baekhyun. “YEOL! GO FIND KYUNGIE! WE’LL MAKE SURE THIS UNLOYAL BASTARD NEVER GETS NEAR HIM!” Chanyeol immediately walked away from the scene. “What?” It was all the tanned boy managed to ask as he became sober. Baekhyun pointed at the slut girl on the other side of the room. “GET YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES AND LEAVE, YOU SLUT!”

Without wasting any second, the girl hurriedly dropped the blanket and gathered her clothes from the floor before rushing out of the room. “What… What’s going on?” Jongin’s voice trembled, knowing that things just got worse. He had no idea yet to how extent the worse meant. “I found Kyungie outside earlier and he tried to go home but I still dragged him here and maybe it was a terrible mistake! He was behind that door…” He pointed back at the door without taking his eyes off the tanned boy. “…and he was crying! I was sure he went here to apologize or maybe at least make up things with you but you ruined it!” “I didn’t know…” The younger trailed off and his eyes started to form tears. “Good job, Jongin.” Baekhyun snickered. “Kyungie dropped those photos, by the way.” He turned and left to the door, slamming it close behind him. I messed up.

Kyungsoo and Chanyeol were seated across each other at the nearest café, a ten minute walk from the Kims’ residence. No one ever said a word and they just quietly waited for Baekhyun to come. The doe eyed boy had stopped crying already and Chanyeol ordered cups of hot coffee for them, including Baekhyun who was already on his way. The giant was glad when he caught up with the shorter boy, thanking his long legs for the advantage. Kyungsoo didn’t say a word and just followed him and ended up on the café. Baekhyun arrived and took a seat next to the doe eyed boy and pulled the other to a hug. “I’m sorry that you had to see it, Kyungie.” “It’s okay.” The other replied softly. “It’s better than I know what he does behind my back than knowing nothing at all. Sungyeol was right. Jongin just made sure to get my first and he’ll fuck someone else after.” The couple silently exchanged glances, not sure on whose side they were going. “But Kyungie, Jongin loves you. You two got into a fight and maybe he was just trying to divert his attention from the fight you had.” “By fucking another girl. That’s one, common act for partners who aren’t loyal. He admitted that he has commitment issues and maybe I just expected too much from him.” “Uh…” Baekhyun can’t say anything else and neither Chanyeol. “…Chanyeol and I were actually planning last Friday to go on a Karaoke night tonight but Jongin held a party and since we aren’t interested anymore, would you like to come with us?”

Kyungsoo nodded without thinking much about it. “We’re keeping you for a while, Kyungie. Is that okay?” Kyungsoo nodded again. “You’ll stay at my house for a while, okay?” “Okay.” They only finished half of their coffees before they decided to call a cab. They stood outside the shop and waited for the cab to arrive. After a while, the cab came just in time Jongin came running in a distance, with only a sweater on and a pair of pants. The three of them looked at the tanned boy’s direction and Baekhyun asked Kyungsoo to get inside, which the doe eyed boy quietly obeyed and the diva followed. Chanyeol was about to open the door in the front seat next to the driver when Jongin tapped the tinted window to Kyungsoo’s side. “Hyung! Kyungsoo hyung! I’m sorry!” The giant sighed and politely asked the younger to stop but Jongin was stubborn as usual. “Hyung! I love you, please let me explain!” Kyungsoo watched his boyfriend’s eyes wander through the tinted window with tears while tapping the glass. It hurts him to see his boyfriend crying but it hurts him more to think that the younger was trying to forget their problem by getting laid again. He looked away and sobbed quietly. He had decided they both need time to think about things before talking about it for the better. “Kai, please. Baekhyun won’t let you get near Kyungsoo for a while.” Chanyeol calmly said but the younger’s attention was still on someone else inside the cab. “Jongin.” The tanned boy finally looked up at him, lower lip bitten to stop himself from crying out loud. “I need to talk to him.” “Not for now. You both need time. Think about the things that happen and time will come that the two of you could talk about it to avoid more misunderstandings, okay? Baekhyun and I had gone through that a lot before so trust me, it’s for the better.” Jongin just nodded and watched the taller boy get into the front seat but the door was still open. Chanyeol popped his head out and smiled at the boy. “Kyungsoo wanted me to tell you that you should wear warmer clothes.” He nodded at the boy and closed the door.

The tanned boy broke into a small smile, feeling overwhelmed that his boyfriend still cared about him. He leaned down into the window again and his eyes wandered into nothing. “I will, hyung. I miss you.” Kyungsoo looked at his boyfriend with a small smile as the cab drove away. I miss you too. “Everything will be fine, Kyungie.” Baekhyun assured him.

By the time Jongin came back to his house after staying at the café where Kyungsoo, Baekhyun and Chanyeol stayed earlier for a couple of hours, the place was silent. Mr. Lee, his butler told him he asked the guests to leave an hour ago. He went up to his room and stared at the mess in his bed. The photos scattered and his blanket on the floor. He wasn’t in the mood to sleep in his own bed, remembering that he brought a random girl over there. He slept on his parents’ empty bedroom that night. He was awakened the next morning by his mother, shaking his shoulder gently. “Jongin.” His mother said softly. The boy groaned after seeing his mother. “What do you want?” He shifted to face the other side, away from his mother and closed his eyes again. “I heard you held a party last night.” “It’s not like I never had a party here.” “Mr. Lee said you ran out and left the party.” “So what?” There was a long pause before his mother spoke again. “I heard Kyungsoo likes cookies.” He could feel his mother was smiling. “I know.” He muttered, remembering that he and his boyfriend aren’t officially in good terms yet. “I’m baking some. Would you like to make some for him too?” A scoff came as a response. “You could give him some and you, two, might just go along well again.”

He shot his eyes open and turned to his mother. “How did you know we’re—?” “I’m your mother, Jongin.” “Doesn’t make any sense.” His mother just smiled and leaned down, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need help.” It caught him off-guard. It had been so long since his mother gave him a kiss and he estimated the last time he had received one was on third grade. His eyes followed his mother’s figure disappear behind the door. He felt warm inside and somehow, he felt comfort. He didn’t feel as warm as when Kyungsoo’s mother kissed his forehead one time. Maybe it was because of the fact that his own mother did it to him.

Kyungsoo waited for the professor to come and he decided to just review his notes. A surprise quiz might come so it was better for him to be ready. However, his mind kept wandering somewhere else. His boyfriend. He felt better when he woke up that morning after a hassle night. He just hoped everything would be fine between him and his boyfriend sooner. He wondered what Jongin could be doing at the moment. Sleeping? Eating? Playing video games? Hanging out with girls? No, please, not girls. His thoughts were interrupted when someone pulled his notes away from his view. He looked up and frowned. This stupid guy is invading too much privacy already. “I like smart boys.” “Go away.” He groaned, taking his notes back. Sungyeol bent down to his level with a sly smile. “So, I guess your boyfriend had been with girls lately.” “I know.” “I could be looking for someone else by now if I were you.” “I had thought of that and you weren’t in my list.” He lied about making a list but he was sure the other wouldn’t be in it if he had one.

“Ouch!” Sungyeol faked a wince. “Why not?” “Not my type. Sorry.” “Mr. Lee!” The professor’s voice boomed through the room and Sungyeol immediately stood up properly. “I believe you’re not in this class. You may go out.” The mentioned boy bowed in embarrassment, earning laughs from the students, including Kyungsoo. Nice. I can’t wait to tell Jongin about it! He dug his hand in his pocket and realized that he doesn’t have a phone. Right.

After a bath, Jongin walked down to the kitchen to grab something light to eat for breakfast and found his mother some mixing ingredients. “Are you here to make some for Kyungsoo?” His mother asked without looking at him. “Uhm…” He hesitated but he thought his mother was right and the cookies might help him gain his boyfriend’s trust again. “…yeah.” He totally forgot his breakfast. “But I’m not really sure if I ca—wait, is that a cookie molder?” He caught sight of a molder with different shapes. “Yes, it is. I bet you’re targeting the heart one.” His mother guessed with a chuckle, watching him walk over to the island counter. Jongin blushed, aware of his mother’s stare. Was he that easy to read? After a while, he helped his mother put the trays into the oven. “Isn’t it nice that we could spend some time together?” His mother smiled at him. He remembered when his boyfriend rewarded him with an unexpected blowjob reward for spending time with his mother last time. “Yeah.” He softly replied and nodded, keeping himself from smiling at the flashback. “Wow, fancy seeing the two of you here.” His father appeared at the room with some papers on his hand. “I had been wondering where you went and I didn’t expect the two of you bonding without me.” “You’re busy, honey.” His mother answered. “I can spare some time, you know.” “Next time, okay? Jongin just wanted to make some cookies for Kyungsoo.” Awkward. Jongin wanted to go out of the room but his father threw him a question.

“How are you doing with Kyungsoo?” “Uh, fine. We’re just… yeah, fine.” He answered, eyes wandering elsewhere but his parents. The older couple chuckled at their son’s obvious awkwardness. “Anyway,” His mother started. “Jongin, it’s your vacation now. What’s your plan?” “Stay over at Kyungsoo hyung’s apartment if we get along again.” He admitted. His parents laughed again, reason unknown to the boy. “What’s so funny?” “Nothing serious, son.” His father said. “Your mother and I just made a bet earlier on our way back here about what you’d be doing this vacation.” “I win.” His mother proudly said. “Again. Five times in a row, honey.” Confused, Jongin couldn’t get a grip of what was happening. “Anyway, Jongin, I always win. We had been doing this for five years and I just knew this year you’d be sticking with Kyungsoo.” Jongin opened his mouth to ask why his mother knew his plans for five years. “How is that even possible?” “I’m your mother, Jongin. I know you.”

Chapter 34 Kyungsoo enjoyed staying at Baekhyun’s house though he insisted to just stay back in his apartment but the diva told him it was safer to be where he isn’t alone mainly because of Sungyeol and partly because they were keeping him away from Jongin. He had brought his cat along after school and the kids in the house, Baekhyun’s brother’s children, gathered to play with Kkamjong. The Byuns’ residence was as big as the others’ houses and it was a modern one that looked like a marine school, all white on the outside and the railings were black. Almost all the walls were occupied by glass windows. He was entertained the whole time with Baekhyun talking non-stop about random stuffs and he even heard the diva’s love story. He didn’t really mind it and he thought it was kind of fun though the TV kept playing some cartoons. The doorbell rang immediately and Baekhyun gave him a confused look. “I don’t remember Yeol telling me he’s coming over.” Kyungsoo shrugged his shoulders. “Surprise visit?” “That dumb Yeol never gave me a surprise visit. Ever.” He walked over to the front door and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. “I never thought you could give your friend a visit on a vacation.” Jongin held the box in his hands tightly and gave Baekhyun a meek smile. “Can I borrow my boyfriend for a while?” “If he wants to.” Kyungsoo appeared a distance behind Baekhyun from the living room and the tanned boy broke into a genuine, hopeful smile. “Kyungsoo hyung.” He couldn’t keep his excitement to see the boy he missed a lot but he was still aware that they have things to fix between them. Baekhyun looked back and found the doe eyed boy with an unreadable expression. “So I guess you need time alone.” He stood aside and let the younger get inside with a nag. “Hey! Watch the carpet, idiot! Leave your shoes aside. I don’t want dirty snow in my house.” Jongin immediately kicked his shoes off and got inside with his white socks and walked over to his boyfriend with a grin. But he was stopped midway when the diva blocked his way. “My house, my rules. First, you talk with Kyungie in his room but don’t lock the door. Never lock the door. Second, no shouting or yelling and throwing things at each other. Just talk calmly. Third, if you succeed to make things right, no sex. There are kids in here and I don’t want them all curious and ask me what’s with all the weird noises you are making. Am I clear?” The tanned boy nodded his head furiously. “Okay, go.”

Kyungsoo went upstairs ahead to the room Baekhyun had provided for him and the younger trailed behind him silently. Jongin closed the door behind him and turned to his boyfriend as he put the box aside and took off his coat. He watched the older boy sit on the edge of the bed with the same unreadable expression. Slowly making his way towards the bed, he observed the other’s expression and he frowned when it didn’t change even if he already sat next to the boy. “Hyung.” His voice came out really soft and he raised a hand to touch the doe eyed boy’s back but failed when Kyungsoo stood up and sat on the solo couch, facing him. His hand slowly rested back on his lap. It’s not as easy as I thought. He thought that even when his boyfriend cared about him, everything would be easy. He was wrong. He may have forgotten how the shorter boy would give him a cold shoulder after a little argument. Getting caught in bed with another girl isn’t a small thing and he was aware. “Okay, so I know I made things even worse.” Staring back at the older boy’s eyes made him feel uneasy. “I messed up, hyung. I’m really sorry.” “Commitment. Trust, loyalty and love.” Kyungsoo started, his voice soft and trembled a little. “If one is missing, there’s no commitment. Where did your loyalty go?” He couldn’t even find the words to defend himself and he doesn’t even need to defend himself. He was guilty and his boyfriend was a witness. Should he say he’s drunk and a girl flirted with him so they ended up on his bed almost naked? Why did he even throw a party after a fight? It wasn’t even a celebration for anything. “I’m asking you, Jongin. Where are we going with this relationship?” “Please give me a second chance, hyung. I’ll be honest with everything.” He begged, clasping his hands together. “I know I shouldn’t have pushed you too far with your parents but I believe it wasn’t enough of a reason to sleep with other people behind my back.” The older boy’s monotone voice scared him and it was like anytime, the other would explode in anger. He didn’t want that to happen. “It really sucks to think what happened to us that night and all I could think of was drink so I called Chanyeol and went to them at the club. I didn’t know who she was, hyung. Believe me. I didn’t even touch her. Then the next day, you ignored me while I tried to reach out to you so I threw a party and again I don’t even know that girl was. She just started clinging to me and I’m not sure how we ended in my room.” “Almost naked and with her on top.” Kyungsoo added. “Do you know what I realized after I saw that?” Whatever it was going to be said next, Jongin didn’t want to hear it. He knew it wasn’t going to help him solve the mess he made but he had no choice.

“Sungyeol was right. He always had been right about you and our relationship. I’m a trash, Jongin. I am your trash you just disposed after you fucked me twice!” The older boy couldn’t help but raise his voice and breathed deeply to calm himself down, gripping on the end of the armrest. He lowered his head and sobbed. The tanned boy felt helpless. He stood up and walked over to his crying boyfriend and probably give the other a hug and apologize. “Don’t touch me.” Jongin got into his knees right before his boyfriend, still failing to see the other’s face. “Hyung. You’re not just someone I could replace and I told you I never plan to break up with you.” “It’s better that we just end this than you, cheating on me.” “I’m not cheating on you, hyung. It was just because of the party and of course I got a little drunk.” He knew the other wouldn’t buy it. A hundred percent sure. “Believe me, hyung. I didn’t want it.” Kyungsoo stayed silent. “I’ll never do it again.” “You did it once, Jongin. You can do it again.” “Maybe I can, but I would try my best never to do it again. Please, hyung. I’m really sorry.” The doe eyed boy looked up and wiped his tears. “I need more time, Jongin. I’m sorry for forcing you to do what you are against with. I know it’s the reason why everything ended like this. I’m not asking you to forgive right away.” The younger shifted and gave the older boy a formal bow. “Hyung, I’m really sorry. It hurts me that we’re like this.” “I’m sorry, Jongin. Please leave. I want to be alone.” Though against his will, he sighed and stood up. “But please, have this.” He took his boyfriend’s phone from his pocket and handed it to the older boy, which the other accepted without making an argument. “Hyung, I miss you.” Kyungsoo just nodded and looked away and waited for the younger to grab his coat and leave, which happened only within a minute before the boy’s last statement. “I made cookies with my mother and I hope you’ll like them.” Jongin made his way down while putting on his coat and stopped by the front door to put on his shoes. Baekhyun appeared from the living room. “I guess you’re not done yet.”

“It’s a lot harder than I thought.” He muttered and finally got on his feet. “Would you like some advice? Since I think Kyungie and I are somehow alike, maybe I can give you a tip on how to win back his trust like how Yeol did.” “That would be nice.” “Courtship.” “Huh?” For all he knew, courtship is done before a relationship. “Courting Kyungie might help. You have never done that before so it would be a good experience for you.” “How do I exactly do that? I can’t even touch him.” “Simple. You’re so naïve. Send him messages that could make him smile and bring him gifts or flowers. Show him you deserve a second chance.” He snorted. “I’m not even sure what you’re trying to make me do but I’ll try.”

“I made cookies with my mother and I hope you’ll like them.” The boy’s last statement kept on repeating in his mind as he stared at the box in his hand. Somehow, after a few minutes, he realized that it only meant that Jongin and his mother had some time together again. He couldn’t stop the smile on his face and he wanted to let the younger know how proud he was, having his relationship with his mother develop slowly, bit by bit. He had shared the cookies to the kids and Baekhyun gave comments at how cheesy and sweet Jongin was for making the cookies shaped like hearts. They had to admit, the cookies were good and it had been a while since the last time Kyungsoo ate homemade cookies. His phone vibrated for a massage and he opened the message that came from his boyfriend. From: Jongin Did you like the cookies? I really hope you do. I spent awkward moments with my parents at the kitchen for that and I don’t want my effort to be put to waste. Anyway, can I take you to school tomorrow? Pretty please? Baekhyun saw it from behind and muttered, “He’s at it already.”

Kyungsoo looked behind him to find the diva sheepishly at him. “He’s at what?” “It!” “That’s helpful.” He retorted and chuckled. To: Jongin It’s good. 8AM in my apartment. The reply came after a minute. From: Jongin YES! I thought you would ignore me. Anyway, I’ll be early! To: Jongin Okay. “You really have a soft spot for that idiot.” Baekhyun commented, reading the messages the whole time. He just sighed and nodded in agreement. He may be mad at his boyfriend but he knew, deep inside, the younger loves him and he believes in him. If only he didn’t force his boyfriend to do something against the other’s will, everything would have been fine. But things are meant to happen and Kyungsoo quite appreciated that it happened for at least, he knew what the younger boy could do if they have such serious arguments in the future. Being aware was better than knowing nothing at all.

Taemin looked up from the counter he was wiping with a damp cloth after hearing the tanned boy’s voice ordering a drink. “Hey, Kai. What’s up?” “Not cool, man. Not cool.” The taller boy answered with a shake of his head. “Kyungsoo hyung is really upset with me.” He leaned his hands against the counter’s edge and sighed. Interested, the blonde threw the cloth aside and leaned closer to the other. “What did you do this time?” “He caught me with a girl in bed.” Taemin’s jaw dropped, disbelieving the boy’s confession. “Why… the fuck did you do that?” “I don’t know. I just did it out of depression or something.” “I’m so bummed. You’re so in love with Kyungsoo hyung and you just cheated on him?”

“I think I need a smack on the head.” SMACK! “Yes, you do.” The blonde agreed after giving the other what he wished for. Jongin hissed, completely unguarded. “Thanks, man.” “So, what are you planning now? If I were Kyungsoo hyung, I probably went out with someone else already.” “He would never do that.” “Ding! Ding! Ding!” Taemin sang as he moved his fist in the air back and forth like he was ringing a bell. “You’re right, Kai, and it looks like you’re taking advantage with that.” The tanned boy could only groan. He never thought of it before but his friend was right. Hid boyfriend was so kind not to get revenge at him. He messed up with Kyungsoo’s trust. “I hate my life.” “I hate your life too.” “Thanks for the support, Taemin. Can I have my order now?” The blonde nodded and gave the other another smack on the head. “I really want to smack your dumbness off your head.” He turned around and did his job, leaving the other boy stare into space. “Kyungsoo likes daisies.” Minho’s voice from the end of the counter took Jongin him away from his trance. “Excuse me?” He snapped his head towards the cashier. “He likes daisies.” Taemin looked back with a gasp. “Ah! Right! I remembered he mentioned it once on a… White Day?” His gaze was fixed on the cashier, waiting for confirmation. “He did. He said something about wanting to receive daisies from anyone.” Minho added. “It’s your chance to impress him, Kai, though I’m not really sure if it would work since you messed up pretty much.” Jongin let out a soft whimper. “Why does it fell like everybody’s slapping my guilt right into my face?” “Obviously, because you’re guilty, dumbass.”

Jongin stopped on his tracks when his mother called his attention from the living room. He wasn’t really in the mood to talk or even see his parents but he did turn to his mother’s direction anyway. He thought he had nothing else to do but stay be bored in his room. His dirty and sinful bedroom. “Did he like the cookies?” “He said it’s good but we’re still not okay.” His mother patted the cushion next to her on the couch and asked him to sit down. He obeyed and sat down, making sure there was enough space between the two of them. “Was it really serious?” His mother asked and he just nodded, not even looking at her. “Did you talk with him?” He nodded again. “What did he tell you?” “He needs more time.” “Then give him the time he needs.” He felt a hand rubbing his back soothingly and he liked it, the comfort. “I ruined everything. If I only knew we’d end up like this, I should have listened to him in the first place. It’s not really hard to greet you properly. I guess it was just… awkward.” His mother smiled, though he didn’t see it. “Your father and I are happy to see that you’re trying, Jongin.” Confused, he turned his head to face his mother and that was just when he noticed the woman’s sweet smile. “Trying to what?” “To change for the better.” She ran her finger through his son’s hair unconsciously. “Ever since Kyungsoo came. All because of him.” No shit, why do I feel like crying? He turned away when he felt his eyes getting teary and fought back his tears. He was feeling so warm towards his mother and though he wasn’t used to such feeling, he already liked it. “Jongin, what do you say about hair makeover? Your father is a good hair dresser.” His mother suddenly blurted out while playing with his hair and his tears seemed to dry at an instant. “He used to cut my hair when we were still dating.” “What?” He snapped his head back to his mother.

Noticing her husband’s presence from the other room, she called out to her husband. “There he is. Honey!” “Huh?” Came the reply from the other room. “Jongin needs a makeover.” Footsteps came closer immediately and Jongin looked at his father like the man was some kind of a crazy person. He looks so happy and I can’t believe it. “Really?” His father squeaked in excitement. “Do you remember your fantasies about vampires?” His mother asked and his father nodded. “What? Do you expect me to get a haircut with him?” Frustrated, he turned to his mother and pointed a finger to his father. His frustration was too obvious with his frown. “Yes, dear, and it’s vacation anyway. You’ll enjoy it.” “This is a dream come true! I’ll get the tools ready!” His father exclaimed. This is going to be the worst vacation ever.

Daisies, check. Chocolates, check. Clothes, check. Hair, nah. He stood outside his boyfriend’s apartment unit, still hesitating to knock on the door. What if he doesn’t like my hair? He swore his father will get a punishment and that’s for sure. He knocked on the door twice and waited for it to open and it only took less than ten seconds before the knob turned and revealed a poker-faced Kyungsoo with doe eyes glued on his hair. They just stood there, frozen for a while and only god knows for how long. Jongin felt so conscious with the other staring at his new styled hair and his bare palms started to sweat in anxiety. “You bleached you hair.” Kyungsoo finally muttered, eyes still not leaving the younger’s soft-looking silver hair.

The younger let out a nervous laugh and looked at his boyfriend’s face. “Yeah, my father did this. He was rambling about vampires the whole time.” “It looks cool on you.” The other commented in a plain tone which made the younger wonder if it was meant to be a praise of sarcasm. He finally shifted his eyes down to the flowers and a box of chocolates. “Daisies?” Jongin noticed the other’s expression lighten up. “For you.” He raised the bouquet and the box towards the older boy. Kyungsoo took the presents and smiled at the younger boy. “This doesn’t mean I got over it, Jongin.” “I know, hyung.” He smiled back, confident that he has a higher chance to gain the other’s trust sooner. At least he thought so. “Are you ready to go to school?” “Am I?” The shorter boy turned and the younger just noticed he was wearing a pair of pajamas and a shirt. “Oh. Sorry.”

Chapter 35 “Take care, hyung.” Jongin waved goodbye to his boyfriend as the shorter boy walked ahead for his first class without getting anything in return but a nod, which didn’t satisfy him. He had no right to complain and all he could do was accept whatever treatment he was receiving from the older boy. No hugs, kisses or even laughs from Kyungsoo. Just small smiles and short conversations. How could he even continue his plan on gaining his boyfriend’s trust when the other isn’t willing to cooperate? Who was he kidding? Cheating wasn’t a small thing to be put aside in a short while, or worse forever. Why? He watched the shorter boy’s figure disappear into the east building of the university with a heavy heart. He wished he had a time turner, like from Harry Potter where he could go back in time and maybe avoid himself from getting caught on the act, much better if he never threw a party and it would have been the best if he just greeted his parents well. Though he was aware that the doe eyed boy was being too nice to him for not kicking him away, he couldn’t help but feel even guiltier than he expected to feel. He decided to come over to Sehun’s place to get his mind off the depressing thoughts. Arriving at the boy’s place didn’t seem to be a good idea or he just came at the wrong time after the front door opened and revealed Luhan in Sehun’s large shirt with a messy hair. “It smells like sex here.” The comment was ignored and the Chinese boy’s eyes were focused in his hair. “Sehunnie! Kai has silver hair!” He yelled, which was very surprising to the tanned boy. Jongin had never heard Luhan shout except when they have gym class or when they just needed to. “Holy shit!” Sehun appeared at the top of the stairs, still in the process of wearing a shirt. “Did the whole thing about Kyungsoo made your hair dry out its color? We heard from the source, by the way.” By the source, he meant Baekhyun. “Shut up. My father did this because of his vampire fantasy. What a weirdo.” Luhan pulled the tanned boy inside. “Come in, it's cold out there.” “That looks good on you.” Sehun commented with his thumbs up. “But by the way your face looks like right now, I’m pretty sure that didn’t work for your boyfriend.” “I don’t know.” He muttered, taking his coat off and slipping off from his shoes. Luhan clicked his tongue and closed the door behind him. “You’re such a dick, do you know that?” He knew where it was going again. They will show him how much he messed up and he wouldn’t be able to defend himself. “I know.”

“No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves.” The Chinese boy walked past him and turned to face him. “You really proved it, Kai. You’re still an asshole.” “Hey, babe, that was deep.” Sehun said as he walked down the stairs. “I read it from a book. Anyway, back to you, Kai. What happened to you? Everything looked so fine between the two of you.” I have never seen Luhan like this. He wanted to comment but it didn’t matter so he shook it off his mind. “I was dru—.” “Don’t tell me you were drunk. That’s a very lame reason.” Luhan interrupted him. Sehun stood next to his boyfriend and looked at the tanned boy. “He did it because that was his way of running away from his problems. Am I right?” Jongin nodded immediately. “Right. Thank you for defending me, Sehun.” “I’m not defending a jerk. I was just stating my observations for the past years we had spent together as friends.” “Fine.” “You get drunk and become a little too carefree when you’re upset about something. We’re friends so I know something about you. But this time, I am not on your side.” The tanned boy groaned. He came to his friend’s house to seek comfort but anywhere he goes, he was just feeling worse except when he's at home where his mother somehow give him comfort. “Can’t you just shut up and help me?” “You’re the one who messed up so you really have to figure it out on how to fix it.” Luhan said and Sehun nodded. “You know him more than us. You should know what to do.”

“Hey, sweetheart.” Kyungsoo turned to the side where the shelf of music related books ended and saw his annoying tail. “Aren’t you tired of following me around?” “As long as I can have the chance to talk to you, no.” Sungyeol took steps closer to him, leaning against the heavy, wooden bookshelf. “Have you ever noticed the progress? We’re starting to have little conversations. My Kyungsoo is opening up to me.”

The doe eyed boy rolled his eyes and continued on his way to search for useful books for his report. “As long as you don’t touch me, I’m perfectly fine with it.” “Taking everything slowly, okay.” He said, trailing behind the shorter boy. “I like that.” “Yeah, whatever.” “Oh, he changed his hair color. It’s actually cool. Maybe I should bleach my hair too.” “Trust me. You’ll look like an old man.” “Fine, but why don’t I see any of your friends around?” Kyungsoo glanced back at the taller boy and snorted. “To be honest, I don’t feel intimidated by you anymore.” “Really?” “I can see how much of a dork you are after you were sent out of my class. But really, that first encounter was really scary.” “Aren’t you just being nice to me because your boyfriend did something bad?” He stared at Sungyeol for a few seconds, pondering on the question thrown at him. “I’m not sure but it doesn’t really matter. Don’t you have class?” “I have at 1:30. Would you like to send me to my class?” Kyungsoo glanced at his watch, remembering his boyfriend for a moment because the accessory was given by the younger. A smile plastered on his face as he looked up. “It’s 1:37 now, sweetheart.” “Thanks, that’s so nice of…WHAT?!” “Hey, we’re in a library. Lower your voice.” “Shit!” Sungyeol ran out of sight immediately, leaving Kyungsoo amused.

Jongin sat on a bench under a tree right in front of the west building as he waited for his boyfriend’s last class dismissal. His mind wandered again back to when they started almost three months ago. Now that he thought of it, their third month was on the next day and he made no progress with his boyfriend.

He reminisced those times when they were happy and problem-free, though not as always. Those songs Kyungsoo had composed for him, the love letters and even their first intercourse. It all happened so quickly compared to the current day he was spending. Everything goes slow when people are hurt. “You’re really stupid to stay out here in the cold when there are benches inside.” His boyfriend’s voice interrupted his thoughts but when he looked up, Kyungsoo wasn’t there. He glanced around and found the shorter boy walking away and the scene just gave him more pain. They used to hold hands when walking together and now, he was being left behind. I deserve this. He caught up next to his boyfriend and he could describe their relationship to be so close yet so far. Kyungsoo was just there, next to him but they were too distant from each other. Jongin couldn’t even touch him. Maybe he could at least start a conversation. “Hyung, would you like some hot chocolate?” “No.” “Uh, how about pizza or noodles?” “I’m not hungry.” “Okay.” He nodded and sighed. “Is there anything you want?” “No.” He knew he wasn’t going anywhere with the older boy rejecting his offers. “Hyung, I’m trying to make things right. How can I even do it when you don’t give me a chance?” “I’m tired, Jongin. I just want to go back to my place and rest.” The monotone was on again. “Can’t we just move on and forget everything?” Kyungsoo stopped in his tracks and Jongin stopped as well. They were just around the corner of the street and there weren’t too many people around but the doe eyed boy couldn’t care about it anymore. Jongin was finally getting it. “Forget everything?” Kyungsoo muffled against his scarf. “You didn’t just do something light like burning a pancake for breakfast that I could just forget it. You cheated on me, Jongin!” He gained some onlookers who slowly walked away from the scene. “You cheated on me and I saw you with my own eyes, enjoying a girl on top of you in her underwear and your hands on her waist! That’s so fucking easy to forget, dumbass!” Even sarcasm couldn’t escape from him. “So easy that I am honestly thinking right now of breaking up with you and in that way, I could just completely forget everything that happened between us!”

Jongin just stood there, dumbfounded. He was witnessing his worst nightmare—his boyfriend breaking up with him. “Let’s just end this, okay? I tried to forget it but I can’t and maybe after a few weeks of being not with you anymore just might help. I don’t care if you fuck a slut in front of my face because that seemed to be your forte. I could never change that!” He just then realized he was crying as he sobbed loudly. “If you want all your things back, I’m going to send it back in your house. Everything, Jongin. Even this.” He rolled up his sleeve and showed the bracelet that the younger boy gave him on their first month celebration and walked away.

As soon as Kyungsoo stepped in his apartment, he went to his room without even locking his door and grabbed all the things that belonged to Jongin from his closet. All the shirts, sweaters and pants. He was so mad that he couldn’t even give his decision a second thought. How could Jongin just ask him to forget everything after all he did? Even the nicest person has his boiling point. He took all the accessories off and placed them on his desk, arranging them one by one on its designated boxes. Even his phone was back on its box. He’s done, both on his patience for the younger boy and on gathering all the things that belonged to the other. Jongin opened the door to Kyungsoo’s unit and saw all his stuffs lay neatly on top of the coffee table and the doe eyed boy, still on his coat, sitting on the couch. This is not happening. No matter how much he wanted to convince himself, it wasn’t working. “Hyung, please. I’m sorry.” He walked over to the couch after closing the door behind him. He stood next to the shorter boy and kneeled down. “One last chance.” “I don’t know, Jongin.” Kyungsoo muttered, eyes fixed on the black TV screen. “Please don’t do this to me.” Again, with the formal bow, Jongin pleaded. “Don’t leave me, hyung. I love you. Give me another chance to prove to you that I can change.” “We’re done, Jongin. Please leave.” “No.” “Then I’ll leave.” He quickly looked up and grabbed the other’s coat’s sleeve with both hands. “Don’t do this to me, please.”

Kyungsoo shot him an unsatisfied look. “If you can cheat on me, I can cheat on you.” “Hyung, we can call this off for a while and I’ll give you as much time as you want. Just don’t break up with me.” After a few seconds, the older boy hummed and looked away. “I’ll call it off.”

“Ha! You messed up big time!” Sehun mocked over the phone. “I would probably do the same thing if I am in his shoes and probably worse, I would just leave you alone completely.” Jongin grunted, kicking his pillow. Baekhyun snickered on the other line. “Way to go, asshole!” “Guys,” Jongin started. “I need your help, not your sarcasm, okay?” “On the bright side, he just called it off.” Sehun said and Baekhyun hummed. “You’re still a jerk, my friend.” “I still can’t believe you told him that.” Baekhyun scoffed. “I wish my hand could go over our phones and I’m so willing to strangle you right now. Do you know how… inconsiderate those words sounded like? Just imagine if Kyungie cheated on you and you happened to see him with a girl, or worse, a guy and he asks you if you could just forget what happened. How would you feel?” He sighed. “I know. He was so cold to me earlier so I wasn’t able to stop myself.” “What do you expect? He would go lovey-dovey on you even after he witnessed your dirty act?” “No, but he seemed nice to me earlier when I brought him flowers and chocolates.” Sehun cleared his throat. “Maybe he tried to clear his mind but failed and maybe that’s why he was cold right after that. You better… wait… Lu ge, could you stop being so poetic for a while? I’m talking with Kai right now… Yes, thank you.” Baekhyun chuckled. “As I was saying, Kai, you better act quickly on this. Quick but careful. Who knows, maybe Sungyeol is already hitting on him especially now that you have a big disadvantage.” “Come on, I trust him.” Jongin whined. “He told me he would never like him.” “How sure are you?” Baekhyun inquired.

“A hundred percent sure.” “What if one day you find out that the two of them are hanging out secretly from you?” The diva added. “I would be mad, of course. I trusted him and he betrayed me.” “See? That’s exactly how Kyungie feels right now. He trusted you that you’ll never cheat on him, or at least let’s just say that you’ll never sleep with anyone else because you’re stupid but you did and he witnessed it. Do you get what I mean?” Jongin gave a soft yes. “So what’s your plan? It’s your third month, supposed to be, together tomorrow.” “I don’t know. I’m not even sure if he wants to see me.” “Then ask him if you can see him but don’t force him.” “Right.” Jongin sighed. “I’ll call you next time then.” “Ciao!” “Good luck, dude.” He stared at his phone’s screen and let out another frustrating sigh after he ended the calls. He doesn’t know if he should send a message to the doe eyed boy or not. He remembered seeing the phone’s case at the coffee table earlier which means the other boy was ready to give it back to him. It won’t hurt if I try. To: Baby Soo <3 Hyung, can I see you tomorrow? It’s okay if you don’t want to. I’m not forcing you. A reply came after a while and it made his hopes up even just a bit. From: Baby Soo <3 Okay, after school. Good luck to me.

Kyungsoo sighed, and placed the phone down on his bed as he rolled to the other side. Only his Pororo stuffed toy could give him comfort for the meantime.

He pondered on what had happened earlier that day, especially when Jongin asked him a question so casually and that what triggered him to get mad and think of reckless decisions. He never meant to tell the younger boy that he wanted to break up with him. He believed it was just out of anger again. A part of him tells him to go easy on the boy since it was Jongin’s first relationship. But it wasn’t like it wasn’t his first either and Jongin should consider his side too. They were both new to it so everything must be fair. He wouldn’t let the issue off easily. There’s still a possibility that the younger boy would do it again. One last chance.

Chapter 36 “Hi, Soo.” Kyungsoo smiled back at Yixing as he sat next to his friend. “Good morning, Lay. No rainbows and unicorns today?” The other shook his head. “There was but you got my attention when you came in.” He leaned on his desk, closer to the doe eyed boy. “So, how is it going with you and Jongin?” “I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “I tried to think on the brighter side of the things that happened but I’m still not sure what to do with him.” “Did you break up?” “Almost. We just called it off for now just in case something enlightens us and tells us our fate. Home works and projects aren’t helping.” He groaned and let his forehead rest near the edge of his desk. “Where are the others?” He meant the rest of his friends since it’s the only class they are all together. “They’re coming for sure.” Yixing patted the shorter boy’s back. “I think you should give the boy another chance to prove himself that he’s worth of your time.” He watched the doe eyed boy turn to him, head still leaning on the desk. “I mean, yes, we know what he did and maybe it wasn’t just by chance that you caught him on the act. Maybe it was meant to happen as part of your relationship or a trial or an experience for both of you to learn new things. Maybe it was bound to happen for you to realize that Jongin could do that to you and for Jongin to realize that you could do things to him as well.” Kyungsoo blinked his eyes, trying to register in his mind all that the Chinese boy just said. “You should consider yourself lucky that this happened earlier in your relationship. It could be worse if this happens when the two of you celebrates your fifth anniversary. There’s never a stable relationship, Soo. Both of you are new to this intimate relationship but I could tell that you’re more mature than Jongin. He’s a kid who grew up in a rich environment and he was spoiled. Nobody corrected him or his ways of doing things like you are trying to do. You have more experience than him and you had a grasp of how mean this cruel world could be so maybe you should understand Jongin’s situation that he couldn’t give up on his previous lifestyle in a short time. But I am not saying that you should just give way to him. He should learn to understand your situation too.” The doe eyed boy was quiet, agreeing with the idea his friend just gave him. He had declared that Yixing was the enlightenment he had been asking for. He just realized that nothing really happened between Jongin and the unnamed girl like Baekhyun had told him though he was sure there were touching and feeling all over just not to the point of having the boy’s dick in her. The younger boy even ran out in the cold night with only a sweater on his top just to see him. But it was still cheating no matter how he tried to see the bright side, for the younger boy had violated his expectations as a partner. Whatever reason Jongin could give him, nothing could change the fact that he had an affair outside their relationship. “What should I do?”

“You have decided to save your relationship with Jongin, right?” Yixing gave him another pat on the back as Kyungsoo nodded. “You have talked to him?” The doe eyed boy gave another nod. “You could talk to him again anytime about your feelings and both of you should listen to each other. There might be things you have missed out the last time you talked.” “I’ll try.” “Cheating, or whatever you call Jongin had committed, is caused by something. I believe he didn’t just do that without a reason. Even students cheat on their exams to get higher grades or because they didn’t study for the exam. People cheat for a reason, big or small, do you agree?” “Yes.” “I’m not saying I’m on Jongin’s side, Soo. Both of you made mistakes. You told us that you forced him to do something he didn’t like and maybe Jongin felt upset since you’ve been avoiding him after that. He might have needed attention or anything that could divert his attention from what he was feeling that time. But I have to say this, Soo. What he did in that party wasn’t just an accident. It was a choice. He could have stayed away from that girl if he wanted to.” “You’re like a guidance counselor right now and I love it. I agree with you.” Kyungsoo smiled, feeling better than earlier. “I think you just enlightened me.” A weird, cow-like noise grabbed their attention and found Jongdae and Minseok entering the room. The noise came again and it was Jongdae who seemed to have fun doing it. He turned to Kyungsoo after he sat down on the seat next to the doe eyed boy. He had no permanent seat and he just claims it on the spot. “Did I sound like a camel?” Kyungsoo snorted. “I don’t really think that’s how camels sound like.” “I was asking Lay, Soo.” He made another sound. “Lay. I’m talking to you.” Ignored. Yixing’s mind was back on space. “Okay, I lost him again.”

Jongin lazily and blindly reached out for his phone somewhere next to him in bed. It had been ringing for at least three minutes, he estimated. When he swiped the answer button, Baekhyun’s voice echoed. “Oh, I thought you were dead.”

“I wish I was.” He muttered and looked over his night table to read the time from his digital alarm clock. “Why are you calling me so early? It’s only 9.” “Chanyeol and I are throwing a party right now so come over.” “In the morning?” “Yes. No excuses.” “I’m lazy.” “Oh, Kyungie’s here!” “Wha—?” “Bye!” The call ended right away. Did he just refer to Kyungsoo hyung? He was aware that the older boy had classes but he was somehow convinced that the doe eyed boy was at his friend’s house. There’s only one way to find out. He got up in an instant, prepared himself and ran down the stairs to realize that his parents aren’t around. He just shook the thought off and called a cab. He was welcomed by a quiet residence when he got off the cab and headed to the front door and before he could even press the doorbell, the door swung open and he found himself dragged into the dining room by Chanyeol. After he regained his composure, he just noticed there were only his two friends and him. “Where’s the party? Where’s Kyungsoo hyung?” Baekhyun, who was sitting at the end of the table, shook his head and waved the notepad he was writing on. “Nah, I was just trying to lure you to come here.” He pointed at the seat on his left. “Take a seat, mister.” Jongin obeyed quietly and Chanyeol sat opposite from him. “I knew he have classes but I’m not sure why I bought that. What is this about?” The diva cleared his throat and lay his palms flat on the table and fixed his eyes on the tanned boy. “I am Byun Baekhyun, eighteen years old. I am in a relationship with Park Chanyeol and I have a son that goes by the name of Kim Jongin, who’s head over heels with a college boy named Do Kyungsoo.” The tanned boy just looked at him, expressionless. “Okay?” “I used to be so proud of my son because he finally got a chance to get in a relationship but somehow, something went wrong and now he’s having a hard time gaining his boyfriend’s trust so as the awesome and caring parent like I have always been, I have come up with tips on how to help my handsome son, whose hair turned silver from thinking too much.”

Chanyeol snorted at the last part. “Anyway, son…” He raised the notepad with his hand. “…I have here a list of things you can do based on my experience with my beloved Chanyeol.” It took Jongin a few seconds to realize where they were going. “You’re helping me?” “That’s what I was trying to say, genius. I have made effort for your relationship and I hope you never forget that. I helped you and Kyungie with surprises and I even planned out how you might get laid by your cutie boyfriend on your first week together. Remember?” The tanned boy beamed and nodded furiously. “So I am not letting my effort with Yeol go to waste. Yours and Kyungie’s efforts too.” “Thank you! I think I’m going to cry.” He whispered, feeling his eyes sting to tear up. “I’m so happy.” “Save your thanks for later, kid. We have something to do. So… gaining someone’s trust again is no piece of cake. It would take time and both of you need to work that out. I’m sure Kyungie won’t ignore your efforts.” The boy nodded as a sign that he caught up. “Make him feel special again. Let him know that he’s the only one you want and nobody else.” “How?” “It’s for you to find out. You know him so you’ll probably know what moves will make him get closer to you.” “Dance moves?” “No, idiot. I meant actions. But I can consider that.” Baekhyun breathed in deeply and released a long sigh. “Are you aware that no matter how you put it, cheating is always a choice? Nobody forced you to do it.” He received a nod but the younger’s expression turned gloomy. “Come on, cheer up! We’re doing this to make things right. It already happened and all you could do is make it up to him. You can’t turn back time unless you can make a time machine.” “I know.” “It’s easy to take the blame and get responsible for one’s action. I think and I’m pretty sure Kyungie does the same. You talk to him, okay? There might be things you still want to let him know and be honest. Never make up excuses. It will just make things worse.” “I tried that already.”

“Then try harder. You’ll be hurt, both of you, for a while but when you try harder to make things right, everything will be worth it.” He turned to his boyfriend who seemed to be lost in his thoughts. “Yeol, the tickets.” The tall boy snapped out of his thoughts and took his wallet from his pocket. He grabbed two tickets from the bill pockets and handed it to the tanned boy. “Have you heard of The King and I?” Jongin nodded. “The musical?” He examined the tickets and lay them back on the table. “Yes. Thanks to Kris for mentioning about the musical last night when I called him to ask for Tao’s number. That panda boy said that the musical was quite a talk in their university and he said he thought that Kyungie sort of liked the idea of watching the show. He’s majoring in music so it would be a great idea if you take him there. That’s on Friday night.” “Gee, thanks.” However, the idea of asking the doe eyed boy to go with him made the younger boy worry. “What if he refuses to go with me?” “Would you like that to happen?” “No.” “Then find a way to make him go with you. Don’t ruin your chance. And don’t fail me, Kai. Make your father proud!”

Kyungsoo’s last class was dismissed half an hour earlier than usual and he decided to help in the library. Scholars like him only needed to maintain good grades but he was too kind to volunteer in some school activities if he had time. “Hi, Mrs. Jung.” He greeted the part-time librarian at the lobby desk. “How may I be of service?” The woman smiled at him. “Thank you, Kyungsoo. I need these books to be returned in their shelves.” She pointed at the pile of returned books on the wooden cart. “Bored?” He nodded. “We were dismissed early and I’m waiting for someone so I guess I’ll just spend my time for something useful.” “We need more scholars like you.” Kyungsoo chuckled and walked over to the cart. “I’m just returning the school’s favor.” He started to push the cart away with him.

“Be careful on the far end of the History section. The shelves there are about to give up on their jobs.” “Yeah.” He smiled back and started with the nearest sections. By the Engineering section, he spotted Sungyeol behind a shelf who seemed to be secretly observing someone from a distance. With some books in his arms, he carefully approached the taller boy, keeping a good distance between them. “Stalking someone?” “Yeah, why… oh, Kyungsoo.” Sungyeol didn’t expect to see the doe eyed boy behind him. Kyungsoo just chuckled and returned the books on the shelf. “Got tired of me?” Finally gathering his confidence back, Sungyeol crossed his arms on his chest. “It’s not like that. I just think I have changed my preferences for a suitable partner just an hour ago.” He gave the taller boy a confused look and decided to play along. “So you’re throwing me away like how my boyfriend did?” “What? No! I didn’t mean it that way.” Seeing the other lose his cool image to a panicked one, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but give another chuckle. “I was just kidding. Who’s that guy anyway?” Sungyeol shook his head and shyly smiled and Kyungsoo wondered if the boy was bewitched or something. “His name sounds like yours.” “You’re looking for a rebound whose name sounds like mine? That’s so lame.” “What rebound are you talking about? There was never an us, sweetheart.” “But you still call me sweetheart.” He walked back to the cart and moved to the next section, aware that Sungyeol was trailing behind him. “Just thinking of it, I actually feel better now that I know you’re not interested with me anymore.” The other snickered. “I just found someone more interesting in my eyes but that doesn’t mean you’re out of my wish list already.” Kyungsoo gathered another bunch of books from the cart and started placing them back on the shelf. Unknowingly, the taller boy started to help along. “Hi, Kyungsoo.” The two snapped their heads at the direction of a dark haired, handsome boy. “Myungsoo.” The doe eyed boy nodded. “What brings you here?”

“I’m not sure if I’m in the right place since I barely go in here. Where are the maps located?” The guy named Myungsoo asked, eyes fixed on the doe eyed boy, desperate for an answer. “Upstairs. Just turn right and you’ll see the label, Geography.” “Thank you!” The handsome boy smiled at both boys before leaving. Kyungsoo walked back to the cart on the aisle and noticed the frozen Sungyeol. “I’m really starting to think you’re under a spell.” “He knows you and you know him!” The taller boy frustratingly threw his hands up in the air. “Myungsoo? We’re in the same… oh.” Kyungsoo snickered at the realization. “You were stalking Myungsoo. I just realized our names are almost the same.” “Do you have his number or even his address?” “I’m not his stalker. You go ask him. Don’t be a coward.” He grunted and disappointed on how his enemy turned out to be a chicken. “Or harass him like what you did to me.” “Whoah!” Sungyeol raised his hands into a defensive manner. “Okay, I’m sorry about that. I was drunk that time and when I get drunk, a part of my sane mind hibernates along with my soul, I think. If you got drunk, you’d probably feel so lightheaded though you could still think but it kinda feels like someone else is controlling your body.” “It’s not enough of a reason that you got drunk.” “Okay, not all people react similarly to alcohol. Some even completely lose their minds and some even just keep quiet on a corner. I’m sorry, okay? It’s just I’m one of those people who lose themselves when drunk.” Pondering about it, Kyungsoo had thought maybe he couldn’t really blame Jongin for getting a girl in bed because of alcohol. Wait, he was sober. He said he just got a little drunk. He knew it wasn’t right. “Would you like me to kneel down to you so you could forgive me?” “Nevermind.” He huffed and continued his work. “I suggest you go and stalk Myungsoo instead of sticking with me.” “But honestly, Kyungsoo. You’re nice and cute but don’t be flattered. It’s just too obvious.” “Whatever.” “Jongin should feel lucky to have you. Only if we met earlier than you did with him, we would probably be dating right now.” Him with Sungyeol? No way. “I can’t imagine myself with you.”

“Anyway, you should start calling me hyung.” Sungyeol sang as he skipped away to only his mind knows where. Kyungsoo’s phone vibrated for a message and he quickly opened the message. From: Jongin Where are you, hyung? I’m outside the east building. To: Jongin Library. Give me five minutes. He sighed and tried to finish his work fast. When he got out of the library, Jongin was already outside with a warm smile across his face. “Why aren’t you wearing a scarf?” “I was in a hurry earlier and I forgot about it.” The younger boy honestly said. Nothing was said after that and they just walked out the school campus. “Can we talk things over a cup of coffee of a bowl of something you like?” “Coffee.” Kyungsoo muttered. The taller boy nodded and they got in the nearest café and they only started talking when their orders arrived. “Um… I’ve got tickets for the musical. Would you like to come with me this Friday?” Out of sudden excitement from the word musical, Kyungsoo’s eyes lit up immediately. He had never seen a live musical outside school and the idea of going there couldn’t keep his excitement. But with Jongin? His expression turned serious again and the younger noticed. “You’re not bribing me, right?” “No. Of course, not. Musicals are helpful to you and I think you might just want to see one.” Jongin’s fingers ran around the cup’s surface. “I understand what you’re thinking because of our situation. If you want, I’ll just give you both tickets so you could go with someone else.” It sounded like a bad idea on his side but that was all he could think of than to waste his friends’ money for the expensive tickets. “You’re still an idiot. Why would you let me use your tickets with someone else?” “You might not feel like going out with me.” “Is this how you’re going to spend the chance I’m giving you? Spoil me and push me to someone else?” Jongin looked down on his coffee. “I’m afraid that if I force you to be with me, you’ll end up doing the same things I did.” “Breaking up with you is much easier for me than getting laid by someone else.” Jongin’s grip on the cup tightened. Don’t leave me. He wanted to tell the other boy but a lump in his throat stopped him as tears started to form in his eyes.

Kyungsoo saw teardrops falling into the tablecloth. He’s crying. He looked away at the scene in front of him, feeling himself about to tear as well. A crying Jongin is one of his weakest points. They remained silent for a few minutes until Jongin gathered all his courage and wiped his tears away. “Please go with me to the musical.” His voice was soft, almost in a whisper. The older boy turned to him and their eyes locked for a few seconds. Think about the last chance.“When?” “On Friday.” “Okay.” Kyungsoo gave him a small smile before taking a sip from his coffee. “Just inform me for additional details.” It gave the younger a little boost on his confidence. “Thank you, hyung.”

Chapter 37 Jongin hurried to his house after he dropped the older boy outside the apartment building. He had successfully asked the other to go with him that coming Friday night and also had permission to walk with Kyungsoo the next day to school. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” He blurted out as soon as the front door closed behind him. Nobody could stop his excitement at the moment, throwing his fists up in the air alternatively as he chanted the same words repeatedly. Mr. Lee, his butler, and a maid stopped to look at him weirdly. He didn’t know his parents were looking at him as well from the living room. “Oh, what a day.” He muttered and started to walk up the stairs to his room. “He’s getting weirder.” His father commented as he disappeared from their sights and his mother just nodded. He took his phone out from his pocket and dialed Baekhyun’s number as soon as he slumped down on his bed. “He’s going with me on Fri…day?” He wasn’t sure but he thought he just heard moans from the other line. “Baekhyun?” “Oh, hi, son! What were you sayi—. Channie, later! Calm your little Chanchan!” “Uh… did I call on the wrong time?” “Nah, we barely started yet anyway. So?” “Okay?” Excitement overpowered him again as he thought of what happened earlier. “He agreed to go with me to the musical! And I can see him tomorrow too!” “That’s good! Aw, Kai, you’re such a cutie just like Channie’s little junior here, Chanchan.” “You’re comparing me to a dick.” “Yes, uhuh. You and little Chanchan are both excited right now. But really, Kai, that’s good for you. What happened today?” “Well, we had coffee and talked for a while but it wasn’t really about what was going on between us and I dropped him by his apartment. I still can’t lay a finger on him.” “Patience, boy. Just bear with it for a while. Remember, Kyungie needs time to get over it. He’s probably thinking how that girl’s lips and touches linger on you. If I am Kyungie, I wouldn’t kiss you or let you touch me either.” “I never thought it would be this hard.”

“Just pretend that you’re starting from the very beginning like getting to know each other more. Pretend that you’re taking him out on a date to impress him and prove that you’re worth to be his boyfriend. Courtship, remember?” “Yeah.” “Any more questions or news?” “No. I’ll just hang up now. Thanks, by the way, and take care of your boyfriend’s boner.” “Of course. Ciao!” He ended the call and sighed dreamily, imagining what good things could happen the next day. Jongin, walking his boyfriend to school and drop him off outside the university with a kiss. Just that. Better than not seeing the older boy though. The next day, they both walked to the university with small chats but still no sign of any physical contact. “I’ll pick you up later.” Kyungsoo looked at him and even with the scarf covering half of his face, the younger could tell he was smiling. “Okay. See you later, then. Don’t forget your scarf.” They exchanged nods and he watched the shorter boy walk into the west building before heading off to the café to spend his boring day with Taemin.

The doe eyed boy arrived a little late to their lunch table and everyone noticed his positive vibes. He earned hopeful yet curious looks from his friends. “Jongin asked me to go with him at the musical.” He announced as he sat down with his lunch, missing the proud smile from Tao. “I thought you won’t come.” Minseok said. “You all know why I didn’t want to.” Junmyeon sighed. “We were planning to treat you.” Jongdae let out a chuckle and nodded. “But wouldn’t it be fun if he’s with his boyfriend? I’m sure he just can’t reject Jongin’s offer.” Kyungsoo huffed and shook his head. “I’m just trying to make things work out between us. I’m really hoping we won’t end up like strangers.” “But I can see he’s trying.” Junmyeon commented. “He spends time with you as much as he can without forcing you.”

“NO!” Yixing suddenly exclaimed, gaining all his friends’ attention. He looked up into space like he could see something floating above them. “Bunnies can’t eat rocks!” “Back to Kyungsoo.” Jongdae muttered and all eyes, except for Yixing, were fixed on the doe eyed boy. “I thought he disagreed with Junmyeon.” He said and the others nodded. “He gave me the best advice I needed yesterday.” Kyungsoo stated. “We’re back to base zero.” “It’s just normal and you’d probably end up with make up sex soon.” The boy snorted. “We’re fine and we don’t really need to do that because I won’t let that happen.” “I’ll take note of that.” Jongdae pointed at his friends. “My witnesses are here.” “I agree with Jongdae.” Minseok said and the others nodded. “Me too.” Yixing added. “And it will be hot.” He eyed his friends one by one and shook his head. “We’ll see.”

“I got his address! He lives with his grandmother and his cousin!” Without even looking back, Kyungsoo knew who it was. “I don’t care. It has nothing to do with me.” Sungyeol caught up next to him, an arm rested around his shoulders. “Then all I have to worry is how to get his number and ask him out.” I still don’t care. He didn’t even give the taller boy a glance. “Do you mind? My boyfriend can’t even touch me with his finger and you’re all confident with your arm on me.” “But it’s a friendly gesture, not like before.” He felt himself pulled closer and his hair messed up with the other hand. They turned around the corner and spotted Jongin on one of the benches near the entrance. “Get your hands off me now.” He muttered, trying to get himself away from the taller boy while his boyfriend still didn’t notice them. “Why would I? We’re friends, right? I’m your hyung and you should… oops.” Sungyeol quickly pulled away as soon as he noticed a glaring high school boy a few meters away from them. “Sorry.” Before he could even step back, Jongin was already walking towards them. He raised his hands in front of him in a defensive manner just in case a punch would be thrown to him. “Wait, dude. Before you react violently, I would like you to know that I’m not really interested with your boyfriend anymore.” Jongin didn’t seem impressed and convinced. “Then why are you touching him?”

“We’re friends?” He meekly smiled, unsure of his own answer. Jongin raised a hand for an obvious attack but Kyungsoo saw it coming and held his hand. Everything went blank and all he could think after a few seconds was the fact that his boyfriend held his hand. “Let’s go, Jongin.” The shorter boy walked ahead, hand still on the tanned boy’s and the younger just followed silently, totally forgetting about Sungyeol. He felt the younger’s grip on his hand tighten, Jongin’s fingers intertwined with his. He wouldn’t deny how much he missed it. “I would like to believe that you’re not hanging out with him secretly to make me jealous.” Jongin suddenly said, remembering the situation Baekhyun and Sehun gave him. “If ever I want revenge, it wouldn’t be as lame as that. I would do exactly what you did to be fair.” Somehow, it made a smile on the younger’s face. He missed that attitude where he gets threatened with empty words. But it didn’t really matter. They’re holding hands, what else could be better than that? A kiss? He knew he won’t be getting it anytime soon. “Sungyeol’s nice. He’s harmless unless you’re someone that fits his ideal partner and when he’s drunk.” “You’re telling me you’re actually friends with him now?” “Not really. Just acquaintances and he just pops out of nowhere just like before. He’s so into this Myungsoo guy in one of my classes.” Jongin just nodded, trusting the older boy’s words. “What do you feel when you’re drunk?” He hesitated, feeling that it might lead to the topic he had been trying to avoid. “Lightheaded and numb. Maybe that’s why I’m a hard drinker because once I start drinking and feeling lightheaded, I can’t feel anything and my body just move almost voluntarily. But I believe I could remember everything as long as I don’t pass out.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “So your mind and spirit doesn’t hibernate like Sungyeol does. I also would like to believe that you felt nothing with that girl. Numb like you said.” The younger glanced at the shorter boy and hummed. “Right, but I remember everything. My body had a mind of its own.” “That slut.” The other muttered. “She approached you?” “She did.” “And?” “We talked for a while.”

“Talked?” Kyungsoo gave him an unconvinced look. “Uhm, flirted a bit?” “Then?” “We got touchy and she kissed me.” “You let her kiss you.” “I was numb, hyung. I didn’t feel anything. And I dragged her up to my room.” Kyungsoo nodded, quite satisfied that the younger boy told him the story with honesty. That’s what he believed. “I kissed Sungyeol too.” “WHAT?!” Jongin’s feet were suddenly glued into the pavement and his grip on the older boy’s hand tightened even more. “Why would you do that?” He just received a chuckle and he was forced to get his feet back to work when Kyungsoo pulled him. “I guess that was just fair.” “Once... everyday. Since Tuesday.” “That’s not fair!” “And we eat lunch together.” “You lied to me!” Kyungsoo looked at the younger with a serious look. “What would you prefer to believe? What I told you earlier or the one I just said?” “The first one, of course.” “Then, everything’s fine. You still trust me.” “You just made it up? The one just now?” “Yeah.” “And why would you do that?” “To see if you trust me not to cheat on you.” It made Jongin even guiltier. He couldn’t change the fact that Kyungsoo would never be as reckless as he was. It didn’t help that he got more advantage for his boyfriend’s kindness and he thought equal revenge would make him feel better. And then what? So that he could blame the other one and not feel guilty anymore because the other had done it as well? It sounds even worse.

He remembered he was told that once he loses someone like Kyungsoo, he would feel miserable. And damn, right, he already felt more than miserable when he still even has his boyfriend. There was only a string that connects them and he was holding into it like his life depended on it. The string labeled as cool off. He couldn’t imagine how worse he would feel if they actually break up. But lucky for him, by calling it off, they weren’t like those other couples who ignore each other by pride. Things are working out slowly for them but it was better than no progress at all. He tightened his grip on the other’s hand once again and raised it closer into his lips, getting the shorter boy’s attention who looked at him with curiosity. “Thank you for this chance, hyung, I promise I’ll work hard.” Seeing no action that prevents him from doing his next move, he smiled and pressed his lips on the back of the other’s hand. “You better keep that promise.”

They sat across each other as they had their dinner in a place of Kyungsoo’s choice. It was just somewhere in between the university and the shorter boy’s apartment. Jongin didn’t mind at all and like he needed, he’ll make it up to the other boy. No complaints. Kyungsoo started talking about Jongdae’s poetry class, saying it was so hilarious that Jongdae asked him to help him to make an English poem and after he presented his poem, his professor started asking him in English which made the poor troll ask if he could bring Kyungsoo into their class for explanation. The boy couldn’t stop laughing. Meanwhile, Jongin was listening and watched the older boy’s cute gestures in exaggeration with the story. The noise that surrounded him dramatically faded in the background and only focused on the doe eyed boy’s laugh that he hasn’t heard for a while. He can’t even make out the words Kyungsoo was saying. Because I am completely drunk at your movements, I even forgot how to breathe He just sat there, staring at his boyfriend with a grin plastered on his face. “Oh, god.” The shorter boy managed to breathe deeply to calm himself and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes from too much laughing. “I think I’m full already and I haven’t touched much of my food. Full of air instead.” Jongin just chuckled and grabbed his drink. He can’t laugh as much as the other. He wasn’t really listening in the first place. “You laughed too much.” “It was just hilarious. He actually dragged me to his class and lucky for him, I didn’t have a class that time.”

Silence dawned on them as they continued to eat but it wasn’t the atmosphere that Jongin hated for the past days. He felt comfortable again. Like a waltz, I sit lightly and can’t take my eyes off of you Progress. He can feel it going in faster pace than he thought or so he hoped. After dinner, they walked back to the older boy’s place and on their way, Jogin found the opportunity to get closer to the other boy and express his feelings at the same time. It must be the greatest opportunity he would have. “Jongin, can I ask for your help?” “I’ll try my best.” “Okay, I have this project like the usual and part of it will be due on Monday. I can’t really find any inspiration for a song right now and you know, I have a scholarship and I’d be damned if I mess up with any of my grades.” “You want me to help you make a song?” Kyungsoo nodded. “Yes and the lyrics will be due on Monday. Can you help me?” “Of course! I mean, I’m really willing to, hyung.” The shorter boy looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you.” When they finally arrived outside the older boy’s apartment building, they just exchanged good nights and separated ways. Jongin watched him disappear into the building, no longer having a heavy heart. My eyes naturally follow you every time you walk He walked back home in a hurry and went over to his study table, grabbing a notebook and a pen. He has a song to make. Like this love, without even me knowing, comes and finds me unexpectedly

Chapter 38 The first thing that Kyungsoo noticed when he opened the door was the small bag hanging from Jongin’s shoulder down to the waist. “Are you going somewhere?” The younger followed the shorter boy’s gaze to his bag. He quickly adjusted the strap and moved the bag into his back and nodded. “I’m going to be at Baekhyun’s house after I drop you off in school.” Kyungsoo stepped out of his unit and locked the door behind him. “You just reminded me that I’m still your driver but I see you got used to commute alone.” The tanned boy grinned and scratched the back of his head. “I’m on vacation so you don’t really need to drive me to somewhere. I just call for a cab anyway so there’s no way I’m going to get lost around here.” “You’re right.” They walked out of the building with the younger boy’s hand aching to hold the other’s bare hand that was only inches away from his. He spent minutes of self-arguing in his mind whether he should ask if he could hold Kyungsoo’s hand or just hold it right away. He found it nostalgic somehow. He could clearly remember that moment when he felt unknowingly jealous of Hyunsik being so close to the older boy. He had decided. “Hyung.” When Kyungsoo looked up at him, he gulped to gather his scattered courage. “We’re still boyfriends, right?” The older boy looked at him, confused. “Maybe we are since we didn’t really break up.” “Then it’s my responsibility to keep you warm which means I can hold your hand, right? You’re not wearing any mittens.” “Neither do you.” Kyungsoo pointed out. “And it just makes it more reasonable to hold hands, right?” The shorter boy scoffed and looked ahead. “You really had to go through questions just to hold my hand.” He muttered and held his hand closer to the younger which, Jongin gladly took with his fingers slipping between the older boy’s shorter fingers. “Nice.” Kyungsoo smiled secretly to himself, finding the younger’s actions quite adorable. “Don’t you go somewhere for vacation? Like abroad where there aren’t snows on Christmas.” “I used to but I guess this time I’ll just stay here.” “If I were you, I might be already boarding a plane to somewhere.”

“Without me?” “Uh,” He felt his face warm up at the late realization that Jongin meant to stay because of him. “Well, it’s not like I really have money to go abroad and besides, I don’t have vacation.” “How about on summer?” “I work at Jinki hyung’s café.” “You don’t go on vacations?” “No. I may be able to afford a plane ticket but I won’t have pocket money and anything else for lodging. I don’t have relatives outside Seoul and it’s much better if I just save my money for something else like for emergency cases.” “What if I treat you for vacation?” “No, don’t. You already spent too much on me and I’m just your boyfriend. It’s supposed to be equal, not like I rely on you for everything. Even married couples spend money equally.” Jongin let out a soft whimper and pouted. He really wanted to go on a vacation with his boyfriend but Kyungsoo just pointed out everything that was right. The shorter boy glanced at his boyfriend and sighed and Jongin had added his puppy eyes. “Have I told you that no matter how you do that, it won’t work for me?” He lied. It was quite working for him at the moment. “Jeju would be fine.” That sounds good. “It’s winter Jongin, still far from summer.” “I know and you have a lot of time to think about it.” “Then stop thinking about it for now.” The younger smiled. “I think you’re considering about going to Jeju already.” “I’ll just think about it, okay?” “Okay. No pressure for you.” They separated ways after Kyungsoo disappeared into the building and Jongin went to Baekhyun’s house, not even daring to knock or use the doorbell. It wasn’t a surprise when he was welcomed by the couple in the middle of a make out session on the couch. Baekhyun pulled away immediately, wiping his lips with the back of his hand and ignored his boyfriend’s unsatisfied groans. “Hey, Kai. What’s up?”

“Help me make a song.” Jongin grinned and Chanyeol’s mood immediately switched from annoyed to confused. The diva tried to replay the younger’s words in his mind. “A song?” “Yes. Kyungsoo hyung asked me if I could help him and I have started writing down the lyrics and I’m not sure if it’s good. Maybe you could help me rearrange them and make a tune for it?” Chanyeol tilted his head. “That sounds like a good chance for you prove something.” “I know!” The tanned boy squealed. “Help me, please.” “I’m not sure but I feel so excited about that.” Baekhyun said.

“Wherever you came from, or wherever you’re going, up until now you always kindly greet me.” Baekhyun read and nodded. “I like this.” “So basically, your thoughts about Kyungsoo is in here?” Chanyeol asked and the tanned boy nodded. “Even if we wander in unfamiliar places, even if we get lost. I’ll follow my heart that’s more honest than anyone else’s.” Baekhyun continued to read and turned to the younger with a smile. “This is really nice, Kai. I’m so proud of you. What’s your title for this?” Jongin hummed and thought about it for a moment. “I still haven’t thought about that.” “It’s okay. Let’s start making notes for this. I have an electronic keyboard in the guest room.” Baekhyun led them to the other room. “So, you’re going to the musical tonight?” “Yeah. I’ll pick him up later from his apartment and have dinner before the show. I am honestly more excited to spend time with him than watching the show.” “I thought so too but Kyungie might appreciate it if you pay attention. You’re the one who invited him to attend so it’s expected that you’re interested with the show.” “I can’t promise to participate very well.” He slumped down on the bed when they got into the guest room while the couple sat by the keyboard. “But you know, we held hands already.” The diva hummed, pressing the on button. “That’s good.” “He said we’re still boyfriends and yesterday, he trolled me and said that he kissed Sungyeol. Then he told me he just wanted to see if I trust him or not. I felt happy because it was a joke and guilty because you know...” He trailed off and watched the couple’s backs.

“He’s too kind and it’s so obvious he’s not planning to make any revenge.” Baekhyun finished the sentence. “Do you feel how lucky you are?” He looked back at the tanned boy who nodded at him. “I had been thinking that he was really meant for you.” Chanyeol nodded and turned to face Jongin. “I agree. Who else could risk himself to be in a relationship with you, knowing that you have commitment issues and still give you another chance after you messed up that bad?” “Yeah, if this tall guy over here cheats on me, I doubt that I would give him another chance.” “Hey, sweet bum, I would never do that.” Chanyeol snuggled into his boyfriend, clinging into the other’s arm. “It took me a lot of effort and humiliation just to ask you out, you know.” Jongin gave them a disgusted look and Baekhyun snorted at him. “Oh, Kai. Don’t you know you look like this dummy when you’re being so clingy to Kyungie?” “I don’t think so.” The tanned boy denied. “Come on, let’s do the song now!”

Kyungsoo heard a knock just in time he finished putting on his coat. He walked out of his bedroom and found Kkamjong sitting by the door as if he was waiting for the guest to come in. As soon as he opened the door, his eyes darted down on the bouquet of white roses in the younger’s hands. “What’s with the white roses?” “I passed by the flower shop down the street and these flowers caught my attention.” Jongin handed the bouquet to the older boy. “They reminded me of you.” The older boy chuckled. “I thought it’s because Sungyeol gave me red ones so you decided to give me another color.” Jongin snickered. “That sounds crazy but you have a point. Anyway, that’s not the reason.” “I think I’m going to hear something cheesy but I’m all ears.” “Yeah, well, just like vanilla ice cream, white roses remind me of your white and smooth skin. Your innocence and purity.” “I’m innocent and pure?” “Compared to me, you are.” The older boy chuckled once again. “Where could I find wilt and dead roses? Like chocolate ice cream, they are brown like your skin and as dirty as your mind.”

“Fuck you, hyung. You’re so evil.” “I’m just returning your brilliant idea. Wait.” Kyungsoo retreated back and left the bouquet on the coffee table and checked Kkamjong’s food dish. “Let’s go?” The younger boy raised his hand to the other. “Hand?” “Of course.” Kyungsoo closed and locked the door behind him before holding onto the younger’s hand. “No fancy dinner tonight, okay?” “Okay. So where are we going to eat?” “Fast food diners? Just not somewhere expensive with so little food.” “You bring me there then.”

Kyungsoo didn’t expect to be seated on the left side, third row from the stage and nearest to the center aisle but he was so excited about it. The thought of how much the tickets cost just crossed his mind for a minute but it faded away when he got distracted by the younger who leaned too close to him though the seats were good enough to be comfortable and crowded. “What are you doing?” He saw the younger’s expression turn to a frown as Jongin turned to face him, not moving away. He tilted his head to the side to take a view of what was bothering his boyfriend and it turned out to be some college girl who looked too comfortable leaning towards Jongin’s seat while looking at their direction. Kyungsoo was sure she was after the younger boy. “She’s pretty.” He said in an emotionless tone as he fixed his gaze into the younger. “Damn, hyung, I only have my eyes on you.” “Look, she’s so into you. Maybe you could just make out right here and now. I won’t mind.” “I’m not interested.” Kyungsoo leaned to the front and looked at the girl with a smile. “Hi, I see you’re interested with this handsome guy right here.” “Yes, pretty much, I am. But he doesn’t seem to be interested with me.” The girl said. “His name’s Jongin.” “Hyung!” The younger boy hissed, not moving an inch away. The girl giggled and tapped the tanned boy’s shoulder but Jongin ignored. “Hi, Jongin, I’m Miyoung.”

“He’s kind of an arrogant brat.” Kyungsoo nodded. “I like bad boys.” Jongin rolled his eyes and fixed his gaze into his boyfriend’s face. Kyungsoo offered his hand towards the girl. “Hi, Miyoung. I’m Kyungsoo.” He grinned when the girl took his hand for a handshake. “I like bad boys too.” Miyoung stiffened, not expecting the information she received. Jongin, on the other hand, looked at the girl’s expression and stopped himself from letting out a mocking laugh. His boyfriend is so full of surprises. “And Jongin’s my boyfriend.” Dang! He couldn’t help but snort when the girl gave them a disgusted look. “Yeah.” He pulled his boyfriend to lean back against the back rest just in time the lights dimmed and an announcement was made to let the audience know that the show was going to start in ten minutes. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of the older boy’s neck, inhaling the same, old baby powder scent. “One of the things I love about you.” He whispered. The older boy chuckled softly. “You could have just told her you’re not interested. Poor girl, keeping her hopes up for a gay.” “You’re awesomely evil.” “I was just trying to get rid of her hopeless hopes. It’s being kind, not being evil.” The dimness made it hard for the couple to see each other’s faces but Jongin moved away to move closer again to the older boy’s ear. His lips barely brushed against Kyungsoo’s ear and the shorter boy shivered at the feeling. “Can I have a kiss?” “From her?” “No way.” “Okay.” “Lips?” Kyungsoo hummed in response. “Is that a yes or a no?” “It depends on what you believe.” He grunted. “Hyung, I don’t want you to think I’m violating you.”

“You have violated me a lot of times already and I got used to it.” “Okay, cool.” He pressed his lips against the older boy’s cheek and let it linger for at least three seconds. “I thought you said lips.” “Well, I’m not sure what you meant so I’ll just stick to something safe.” Kyungsoo snickered. “And you asked me if you could have a kiss. You didn’t ask me if you could kiss me.” “Oh. So, can I have a kiss?” “I’ll think about it.” Hands held together, Jongin sighed and leaned his head over the older boy’s that was rested on his shoulder and waited for the show to begin. The show was almost ending its first Act and Jongin felt sleepy already and Kyungsoo noticed and he just let the younger’s head lean on his shoulder and the younger boy eventually fell asleep. Spending the whole day at Baekhyun’s house, yelling and arguing, was more tiring than going to school. On the other hand, Kyungsoo was so sucked up on the live show, humming along with the songs he was familiar with. It wasn’t his first time to see The King and I. He had watched it from videos and even from an animation but it was his first time to see it live. Overall, he really enjoyed the musical while his boyfriend slept all the way.

“You went to sleep at the theatre instead of watching the show.” Kyungsoo grumbled as they almost reached the apartment building. “The Shall We Dance part was really nice. I wonder how it feels to dance like, occupying a huge part of the stage with only two people dancing.” “I was just tired but I’ll do a polka dance with you right now if you want. The street is empty and wide.” “What did you even do the whole day?” He looked up at his boyfriend and he just felt the younger’s grip on his hand tighten. “You said you went to Baekhyun’s house.” Jongin nodded and dug his free hand into his coat’s inside pocket and took out a roll of music sheets. “This.” He handed the rolled papers to the older boy and smiled. “Just check that out later when you’re alone. I still don’t have a title for that.” They both stopped in front of the apartment building and Kyungsoo nodded. “Okay.” He smiled and tiptoed to kiss the taller boy’s cheek. “There’s your kiss.” He chuckled as the other boy’s face flushed a tint of pink. “Thank you, Jongin. I had fun even during the dinner and on the way here.”

“Y-Yeah.” The tanned boy shyly nodded. “So, I guess I’ll be on my way now. Good night, hyung.” “Good night, Jongin.” He watched the younger boy walk away before he headed upstairs to his unit and as soon as he lay down his bed, he unrolled the music sheets and he was surprised and excited at the same time. The whole song was done and he scanned the papers repeatedly, trying out the notes for every syllable. Even if the world ends, I’ll follow from behind you so please don’t go out of my sight The lyrics were good and he could imagine Jongin telling him those words. Some lines struck him and he just kept reading those said lines all over again. There was a feeling in those sentences that he couldn’t put into words. Even when the morning comes, don’t disappear It was perfect except that it didn’t have any title like Jongin told him. He flipped the pages one by one and at the last sheet, two words were scribbled at the bottom right corner. Letters lightly written in pencil and too small to be noticed at once. Two words that unexpectedly brought tears to his eyes and he realized, Jongin wrote it for me. You’re my only beautiful butterfly Two words. Don’t go.

Chapter 39 It had been fifteen minutes since Jongin woke up but he was still sprawled on his bed, staring at the ceiling that eventually became just a background of his thoughts. The thought of spending his whole weekend already bored him to death and not even breakfast made him feel any excitement from his hungry stomach. He just wished that a message would come from his boyfriend and ask him if he could join the other to go to Goyang if Kyungsoo planned to go home. He sighed and shook the thought off. They weren’t officially back into their comfortable relationship and he was sure the older boy wouldn’t let him go with the other in their current situation. But it’s not that bad. They held hands and kissed each other’s cheeks but he knew it wasn’t still enough of a reason to spend a night at each other’s place. If only it didn’t happen. He grunted and shifted to his side, facing the windows. Those horrible thoughts that he wanted to forget so badly came haunting him again. The older boy’s lips moving in rhythm with his, arms around his neck, legs around him waist and bare skin against his and more imaginations beyond those mentioned made Jongin bite his lower lip and whimper softly. He craved to have sex make love with the older boy. Hoping it would happen sooner made him realize that Kyungsoo wouldn’t be open for it again for a while like before until something turns the older boy on. I should dance. No. He convinced himself to be patient. He had been patient for almost three months and he believed he could do it for another three months. His thoughts were interrupted when his phone vibrated and it took him a while to search for his phone under the sheets. Reading the sender’s I.D., a smile appeared on his lips. From: Baby Soo <3 Eomma wants to see you. Would you like to come with me? Of course, even if it seemed like his boyfriend was forced to ask him to go, he wouldn’t reject it. To: Baby Soo <3 Sure, hyung. I’ll be over in less than an hour! :D He rolled off his bed immediately after sending the message and ran to his bathroom. He made sure to eat breakfast just to be safe that the older boy won’t nag at him and if Kyungsoo offers him breakfast over at the apartment, he would be willing to eat again. Within forty minutes, he was already outside his boyfriend’s unit, knocking. Kyungsoo just finished changing into his casual winter clothes without the coat when Jongin arrived. He picked up Kkamjong and handed the black cat to the younger boy to avoid the little creature to hide as he wore his coat.

Jongin’s eyes caught something sticking out of the older boy’s long sleeve around the wrist and he thought he could just breakdown at an instant and cry in happiness. He can’t believe his boyfriend was wearing the bracelet again after a week and he was filled with hope of completely starting over again in their relationship. After wearing the coat, Kyungsoo took his pet again and tried to push the taller boy gently to tell the other to go out already but Jongin didn’t budge. “Is anything wrong?” He asked. The younger boy smiled down at him. “No.” “You’re weird.” Kyungsoo muttered and pushed him again with a little force with his free hand and Jongin obeyed.

“Kyungsoo, Jongin!” Kyungsoo’s mother greeted them as they arrived and gave the boys hugs and kissed on their foreheads. Kyungsoo went to his parents’ bedroom to see his father while Jongin stayed at the dining room and had a chat with his boyfriend’s mother. The younger received a piece of cake that Kyungsoo’s mother baked yesterday and also had a cup of tea. The woman sat across the tanned boy with a smile that made Jongin feel comfortable. “I knew something happened between you and Kyungsoo and I’m not trying to get into your relationship but last weekend, he looked so worn out and gloomy.” Jongin nodded silently. “We, mothers, know if something’s wrong with our children and you, kids, may not be aware of it but we have instincts to know that something’s bugging our children. I wanted to see you because I know Kyungsoo would never open it up to me especially when things get really bad. It couldn’t be in detail but can you tell me anything about it?” “We had an argument that led to another problem but I think we’re fine now though I’m not sure if Kyungsoo hyung feels the same. I messed up pretty bad and my friends helped me to at least fix the issue.” “But you’re getting along well, am I right?” The boy nodded and glanced at the black cat the lay down on the rug near the back door. “I guess.” “Kyungsoo is a sensitive boy. He may not look like it sometimes and I don’t know how he came to learn to hide his feelings sometimes. Maybe you noticed he’s sometimes arrogant and a snob.”

“I do.” Jongin chuckled and nodded again. “He’s sometimes full or sarcasm and it makes him sound so evil.” “If you look deeper into those actions, you’ll realize what he really means.” “But he’s really hard to read.” “Time will come and you’ll come to realize that he’s not really that hard to understand. Please take care of Kyungsoo.” “I’ll do my best, eomma.” Jongin promised with full confidence. There was silence for a while and he just kept on eating his treat until he almost choked at the question. “Did you finally get him in bed?” The boy stared at the woman in front of him, embarrassed that he can’t do anything to stop himself from blushing. “Uh…” “I see. It’s too obvious by how you look like right now.” She giggled. “How many times?” “Twice.” He whispered and looked around just in case he spots his boyfriend nearby. “Just before everything got so complicated.” “Are you his first?” Confused, his eyebrows furrowed. He wasn’t sure if that meant Kyungsoo slept with someone else before. “What do you mean?” “I mean, I know Kyungsoo didn’t really have a boyfriend before but he’s close with some kids here before he entered college so I’m not sure.” “He said I was his first.” “And is he your first?” He hated to admit it but he had no choice and shyly shook his head. “I wouldn’t really believe if you would tell me that he is your first.” He bit his lower lip and sighed. “It’s weird that you don’t mind everything.” “That you and Kyungsoo having sex?” The woman shook her head. “Neither of you are getting pregnant, Jongin. And kids in this generation are really different now and we can’t stop it.” “I’m aware of that but it’s not really what I meant by everything. I also mean about my past. I have slept with a lot of different girls before and I drink a lot. I go to parties a lot.”

“I understand you, Jongin. You’re not the only one who really changed here. Kyungsoo made changes too. He is all work and school before he met you but now, he seemed to know to appreciate someone else besides us, his parents. He barely went out with his friends unless he’s forced to and he never paid any attention to anyone before, except us, like he does to you. When he’s here and all quiet, I know he thinks a lot about you.” Just in time, Kyungsoo appeared into the dining room, clueless. “Appa said you’re going to see a doctor later.” “We are, after lunch.” His mother said. “Join Jongin here.” She stood up and headed to the bedroom, leaving the young boys alone. The shorter boy sat next to his boyfriend and slouched on his seat, his eyes landed on the cake that the other was eating. “Lunch is in an hour, why are you eating a dessert?” “Eomma gave it to me and I could never reject a cake.” Jongin smile sheepishly and tried to feed the shorter boy. “Say ah!” Kyungsoo took the piece of cake on the fork without a sound and stuck his tongue out to the younger afterwards. “Aw, baby Soo’s first cake.” The younger cooed and tried to feed the other again. “Did you realize we just kissed?” “We didn’t.” “Indirectly with this fork.” He grinned, poking the older boy’s lips with the fork that held a piece of cake. “One more.” Kyungsoo took the cake again, licking the side of his lips from the smudged icing. “Eomma knows we had…” He wanted to finish it with the word sex but he suddenly realized that it might not be a good idea and it could offend the other boy. He remembered his own mistake instead and just shook his head. “We had what?” “A fight?” It was true anyway. The older boy just stared at him, emotionless, and there was a long pause before he spoke. “I thought you were going to say sex.” Jongin felt relieved somehow and he nodded. “Yeah, and that too.” Kyungsoo shrugged his shoulders and hummed. Getting up from his seat and searched the cabinets for ingredients to use for lunch. He could feel the younger’s stares on his back and it felt him uncomfortable. He looked back to see Jongin looking at him, specifically, his butt.

Knowing that he got caught staring, he looked down on his unfinished cake and cleared his throat. He felt himself heat up at the embarrassment but when he heard the other getting back to work, he looked up once again. This time, he stopped himself from staring at the boy’s ass. Why did he even stare at the first place?

After lunch, Jongin offered to help with the dishes and Kyungsoo didn’t say anything about it. The older couple went to see the doctor for check-up and the two stayed silent for a long time. After the dishes were cleaned, Jongin muttered that he was sleepy and the older boy told him to sleep in his room. While Kyungsoo did some house chores, the lazy kid snored his way through time. When Jongin woke up three hours later, only silence welcomed him. He turned to his side to get up but stopped when he saw the mattress was laid down on the floor and the shorter boy was sleeping soundly on it. Taking advantage of the situation, Jongin slipped himself under the same blanket that the other was using and carefully lay down next to the sleeping boy. In case he would be nagged at later on, he could use winter as an excuse but a part of him tells him that Kyungsoo wouldn’t get mad at him. He slipped his other arm under the shorter boy’s waist and the other on top, pulling the boy closer to him. Kyungsoo, unaware, his body reacted to the warmth and turned to face the younger boy and snuggled closer. At the moment, Jongin was the happiest person on earth. An hour later, Kyungsoo woke up to the sound from the living room, assuming that his parents had arrived already. He wanted to get up but the warmth made him wanting to stay and sleep a little more. When he opened his eyes, found himself snuggled into the younger boy. Maybe ten minutes wouldn’t hurt. Ten minutes turned to another hour and Kyungsoo’s mother came to check on them and wake them up for dinner. No matter how cute the boys looked, she had no choice but disturb their sleep. “Boys, wake up.” She said a little softly, trying not to startle the two. Jongin stirred a little in his sleep and it caused Kyungsoo to wake up. “Dinner’s going to be ready in half an hour.” After receiving a hum from her son, she closed the door and went back to the kitchen. Kyungsoo glanced at his window to see the outside darkening. He assumed it must have been around 6 in the evening and he can’t believe he slept almost the whole afternoon after he cleaned the house. He

blamed the younger for sleeping next to him and caused him to stay a little too much than he planned because of the warmth. He stayed for another ten minutes until the sleepiness finally left him and he tried to untangle himself from the younger’s arms. Jongin moaned softly and pulled the other back closer to him. “Five minutes.” Kyungsoo wasn’t sure if the younger was sleep talking or not but he answered just in case Jongin was conscious. “I have to help outside.” The younger boy whimpered, eyes still closed. “Please.” “Fine.” Kyungsoo sighed and closed his eyes again, letting his mind wander around his thoughts to prevent himself from falling asleep again. He snuggled closer to the other’s chest all the while. He felt the younger’s arms around his waist as he tried once more to get himself up after a while. “Don’t go.” The younger muttered softly. Don’t go. The familiar words made Kyungsoo smile as he looked at the younger’s peaceful expression. From Jongin’s closed eyes, down to his nose and lips. “I’m not going anywhere.” He whispered, lightly brushing his lips against the younger’s jaw. Jongin immediately opened his eyes at the light contact and smiled down at the older boy. “It’s like asking you not to leave me, not physically.” “I know.” The older boy chuckled. “Your song told me not to.” “I lied about the title.” “It’s at the end of the paper.” “You’re as smart as I thought.” Kyungsoo snickered. “I just found it, dummy. Thank you.” Jongin pouted. “What?” “Reward? You know, a simple kiss would do.” In a flash, the older boy gave the other a peck on the lips and it caught the younger off guard. Dissatisfaction appeared on his face. “That was too fast.” He whined.

“Later.” “Keep that promise.” “I promise.” Kyungsoo tried to get up and Jongin just let him. “I’ll be ready anytime.” “After preparing for bed and that includes brushing of teeth.” Jongin let out a satisfied laugh. “I see. It’s going to be a long night, huh?” The shorter boy finally got up and stuck his tongue out to the younger. “Wrong.” The younger knew deep inside, he was right. “Yeah.”

As soon as the dinner finished, Jongin rushed to the bathroom to shower and before he could have a chance to brush his teeth, Kyungsoo offered him a cake which he didn’t reject. After he was done with his piece of cake, Kyungsoo fed with him another slice all so slowly. When it took a long time, he realized that the older boy was doing everything on purpose on delaying the promise. “You promised me.” He whined and Kyungsoo just laughed and continued to feed him. “Of course. Just finish this one and I’ll let you go.” “Fine.” It took another ten minutes to finish the cake but he didn’t complain. Good things come to those who wait, he believed. But it was almost 10 in the evening and Kyungsoo was still in the kitchen, doing stuffs he didn’t know since he stayed in the bedroom the whole time. It took another twenty minutes for Kyungsoo to get inside the bedroom to take his clothes to change into, giving the desperate younger boy a laugh. “You’re teasing me.” Jongin whined. “I am.” Twenty minutes passed and Kyungsoo was still in the bathroom. Jongin tried so hard not to fall asleep while waiting and he was on the verge of sleeping when the door suddenly opened. He sat up immediately, too sudden that he felt his head spinning, and groaned. “My head.” “Eager, are we?” Kyungsoo chuckled as he closed the door behind him and locked it.

“Yes. Time for my reward.” He pulled the older boy to straddle him as he sat back and leaned his back against the wall. The shorter boy just let him do what he wants. “You’re already back to your naughty self.” “I have always been naughty.” “Yeah, staring at my beautiful ass earlier proves it.” Jongin flashed a sweet smile and rested his hands on the older boy’s hips. “I missed you a lot.” “Me too, I guess.” “You guess?” Kyungsoo chuckled and leaned closer to him, hands on the younger’s shoulders. “Of course, I missed you too.” He whispered against the younger’s lips. “So, we’re okay now?” Kyungsoo hummed, making the other think that it was a yes because it was what he believed to be. He captured the younger’s lower lip between his and Jongin let out a soft gasp. They took their time tasting each other’s lips before dominating each other’s caverns, moaning softly into each other’s mouths. By the time they pulled away to recover their breaths, their lips were all swollen from the nibbling and sucking. Kyungsoo licked his lips and would steal soft kisses from the other boy’s lips. “You know, hyung, I’m willing to go further than this.” “Yes, I’m topping you, remember?” “Shit!”Jongin stiffened at the sudden reminder that he wasn’t ready to be at the bottom. “Wait, hyung, I… I didn’t mean it right now.” Kyungsoo just chuckled and started kissing the tanned boy’s neck. Jongin whimpered. “Not here, hyung. We can’t be noisy here, right?” “It’s winter, Jongin.” The other muttered against his neck. “Everyone would understand that we’re just trying to get warmer on this season.” He pulled away and his hand cupped the younger’s crotch, earning another whimper and a horrified look from the other. “I kept my promise and you should keep yours. It’s give and take, Jongin. That’s what a relationship needs.” “I-I’m not… ready…” “I got a lot of lube, you know.”

Jongin thought his blood drained out of him. He never knew that going bottom was so horrifying. He could remember how rough he had been on his boyfriend’s first time and maybe Kyungsoo’s revenge would be ten times rougher than he did. The fear of being tied up on bed and fucked until morning was too much for him. He watched porn too much. Kyungsoo’s smiling face calmed him down as the older boy planted a chaste kiss on his lips. “You look so terrified. I was just joking.” He sighed in relief and felt his lost soul coming back to him. “Good.” “No sex for you, mister. For as long as I could remember the sight of you and that slut on your bed. I could estimate it for…” Kyungsoo hummed, mentally estimating the months he thought it would take him to recover. “…forever.” “Forever?” “I think that’s what I just said.” He nodded. “You’re so cruel.” “I know.” Kyungsoo gave him another kiss and smiled sweetly at the younger. “So tell your hormones to behave.” “Hyung!”

Chapter 40 Kyungsoo woke up, feeling a little cold down his torso and without opening his eyes, he knew he was lying on his back. He reached a hand down to his chest and his hand met something hard and it felt like hair. Quickly opening his eyes with a gasp, he made out the younger’s head through the darkness and his fingers between the boy’s messy locks. The wet and warm feeling on his chest came next. “What the fuck are you doing?” He asked in a very low voice. He could see Jongin’s face by the streetlight outside the window as the younger boy looked up to meet his eyes. Kyungsoo could clearly see the corner of the younger’s lips twitch upwards before Jongin leaned closer to attack his lips. The younger boy immediately slipped his tongue between the other’s lips, earning a low moan from the older boy. It took a while for the doe eyed boy to realize that his boyfriend was straddling him and he tried to push the other boy away but Jongin has the advantage for being taller and heavier. “Jongin…” He managed to mutter between the kisses and the younger boy pulled away a little bit, their lips still barely brushing against each other’s. He felt Jongin’s tongue slide across his lips. “Stop, please.” Kyungsoo gently pushed the younger boy away and felt the younger’s clothing tickle his stomach which he just came to realize that his shirt’s hem was pulled up to his chest. “Are you crazy? The sun’s barely up.” He pulled his shirt’s hem back down and a thought crossed his mind. Jongin just stayed on his spot, still hovering over the older boy. Kyungsoo cupped the younger’s face between his hands and he saw a pleading look from the other’s face. “You had a wet dream again.” He assumed and Jongin nodded. Without hesitation, he moved one of his hands down to the younger’s crotch and sighed, earning a soft whimper from the other boy. “You and your uncontrollable hormones.” He muttered. “What do you want?” “Just… jerk me off… please.” The younger’s voice faltered. “Lie down.” He instructed as he sat up and let the younger take his place in the mattress. “Be quiet, okay?” The tanned boy nodded and waited as the other pulled down his sweatpants, releasing his hard-on. When Kyungsoo wrapped his hand around his boyfriend’s hard member, he can’t believe that it was completely harder than he thought earlier. “You’re really hard.” He felt the boy’s pre-cum as he moved his hand up and down the younger’s dick. The younger boy bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making unnecessary sounds as he held on the blanket beneath him. He didn’t have a wet dream and instead, he was kept awake by his thoughts about fucking his boyfriend. He imagined different scenarios in different places, even public sex on a park or train crossed his mind. Even in his parents’ bedroom was counted.

It was only then Jongin had realized that he had a boner when he shifted in bed. The thought of sleeping it away would do but he remembered how his boyfriend took initiative to help him jerk off the first time he had a wet dream. So he thought maybe Kyungsoo would help him again and he was right. That led him to move down from the bed to the mattress on the floor where his boyfriend was sleeping. Kyungsoo looked at the younger boy’s face the whole time, observing the boy’s pleasured reactions as he changed his hand’s pace on pumping. His hand’s movement faltered as the younger let out a soft growl. Shit. He never expected it would sound sexy in his ears but he had recovered right away. He swore he was turned on by it. The tanned boy sat up and pulled his kneeling boyfriend closer to him, letting their lips connect a little roughly. He gave the shorter boy’s lips a harsh bite when he felt his boyfriend’s grip on his member tightened, earning a surprised gasp. He moved down Kyungsoo’s neck and blindly searched for the familiar sweet spots with his lips. He kept sucking on different spots until the other gave him a soft moan. He stayed on the spot and started abusing the other’s skin, nipping and sucking on it. The older boy noticed his boyfriend stiffen a little and bite a little harder on his neck. He knew Jongin was near when the younger grunted against his skin. The younger came in his hand too soon than he had expected but he still kept pumping until Jongin’s cock turned limp again. Without any word, the tanned boy nuzzled his face into the older boy’s neck and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy’s torso. He didn’t get any opposing response in any way from the other so he decided to stay like that for a while. For how long they stayed like that, neither of them knew. “Sleep now, Jongin.” Kyungsoo whispered into the younger’s ear soothingly, planting a soft kiss into the boy’s skin just below the ear. “You can sleep while I clean you up.” Jongin hummed softly in response and lay down the mattress with his eyes closed but he kept his senses awake. Kyungsoo stood up and reached out for his wet wipes on top of his night table and started wiping the sticky mess on his hand and on the younger’s member. He even wiped the blanket just to make sure nothing would stain on it the next morning. “Wear your pants.” He commanded though he wasn’t sure if the younger boy was still awake. The younger boy just groaned in disagreement. “It’s cold, Jongin.” Again, the response was a groan and it left the older boy with no choice since he doesn’t want the younger to feel cold. The comforters may not be enough to cover them. He grabbed the younger’s sweatpants nearby and put it in through the younger’s legs but when the waistband reached the boy’s thighs, Kyungsoo had a hard time asking Jongin to lift his hips up so he could finish the job.

When Jongin finally obeyed, the older boy quickly pulled the waistband up to the waist and sighed. “You’re such a big baby.” “I love you, hyung.” Jongin muttered softly, without moving an inch. “Thank you.” Kyungsoo snuggled next to him, pulling the blanket up to their chests. He faced the younger boy and moved closer for warmth. “Do you love me too?” The tanned boy asked, cuddling his boyfriend. “I would have ignored you and your dumb hormones if I don’t.” The last thing they heard was the younger’s hum before they fell asleep.

Kyungsoo woke up early and cleaned up the mess he left on the floor, picking up the wipes he used and threw it on the trash can. He looked back at the younger boy who was still deep in slumber before going out to the kitchen to prepare breakfast but his mother was already cooking something. “Good morning, eomma.” He sat down on one of the chairs around the table and sighed. His mother looked back at him and a smile appeared on his face. “Good morning. Had fun last night?” They couldn’t have been too loud, he thought. “Huh?” “You can check it on the mirror. It looks fresh and I’m sure it wasn’t there before you went to bed.” His mother giggled. It hit him like a toy hammer with an imaginary squeaking sound in his head. Ugh, Jongin. His hand automatically reached out on the spot on his neck where his boyfriend abused. Jongin woke up an hour later just in time Kyungsoo had finished putting on a black, turtleneck sweater by the closet with the shorter boy’s back on him. When the older boy looked back and noticed him, he flashed a grin and raised his arms towards his boyfriend, his hands opening and closing repeatedly like how toddlers do when they wanted to be carried by their parents. Tired of starting a harmless argument, the shorter boy walked towards the mattress and rested his body on top of the younger’s, his ear against the younger’s chest. He felt the boy’s strong arms wrap around his waist. “What’s with the sweater?” “You got me embarrassed in front of my mother, Jongin and I don’t want to be teased by my father.” Jongin nodded, knowing what the other meant. “Is it bad?”

“What do you think?” “Bad.” There was silence for a while. “You had shower already?” The younger asked, noticing the strong scent of shampoo from the doe eyed boy’s hair though it was already dry. “Yeah.” There was silence again and the tanned boy felt himself drowsing back to sleep but Kyungsoo interrupted the process. “I’m starting to love cuddles and hugs much more than I used to. It feels different to have someone to cuddle during winter. It’s warmer. ” “It’s the same for me.” Kyungsoo lifted his head and looked at the younger’s face before giving the other a snort. “But you have some random girls to sleep with.” “It’s a different thing.” The other argued. “I knew you’d say that.” The older boy got up and pulled the tanned boy up. “Get ready for breakfast.” Jongin obeyed and as he ate breakfast with his boyfriend’s parents, he just realized that the older boy was done eating already and was already wearing a coat. “Where are you going?” He asked, his eyes following the shorter boy’s figure to the front door. “Supermarket.” Kyungsoo bluntly replied, slipping his feet into his shoes by the door. “It would take me hours to buy groceries if you come with me.” The boy just sighed and nodded, trying not to act like a spoiled brat like he was in front of his future-inlaws. “Okay.” “I’m going now.” The doe eyed boy announced before going out of the house. The tanned boy’s eyes remained at the front door for a few minutes until Kyungsoo’s mother assured him that his boyfriend would be fine. He nodded and continued to eat. For an hour after eating his breakfast, he sat by the window and watched the white scene before him as he waited for his boyfriend’s return. He saw Daehyun pass by outside with another guy he wasn’t familiar with, assuming it was the neighbor’s lover. He flinched when Kkamjong jumped into his lap, probably asking to be petted by the boy. Eventually, the cat fell asleep on his lap and his boyfriend still didn’t come back. His imaginations went beyond his expectations again. His anxiousness was eating him.

He had thought of Kyungsoo slipping on the wet and slippery sidewalk or got hit by a food truck. No. A car stopped by in front of the house and Kyungsoo went out from the backseat with a couple of plastic bags. Jongin’s worried faded in an instant and he almost threw the sleeping cat in a hurry to get out of the front door but luckily, Kkamjong woke up and jumped off him before he could stand up and recklessly throw the poor pet. The younger boy opened the front door and rushed out to meet his boyfriend outside. He watched his boyfriend giving thanks to someone inside the car as he took the plastic bags from the other’s hands. When the car drove away, he received a nag from the older boy about going out in a plain sweater before he could ask about the car ride. “Get back inside. Hurry.” Kyungsoo pushed him back to the house. “It’s cold out here.” “Who was that?” He finally asked as they entered the warmer environment. “The Parks.” He replied, taking off his coat and hangs it to the side. “They live nearby so they just asked me to go back with them.” The older boy dragged his boyfriend into the kitchen and started pulling out the groceries from the bags. The younger boy looked around for watching eyes around and when he didn’t see anything suspicious, he let his clingy attitude take in charge of himself. “I missed you.” He cooed, wrapping his arms around the shorter boy’s waist from behind. “I missed you too.” The other replied, still focused on pulling out the items from the bags to the counter. Jongin started stealing kisses to the shorter boy’s cheeks. “It’s much better if you just help me here.” He nodded and started sorting the items into the cabinets. “But I demand a reward for this.” Kyungsoo grunted. “Where’s your willingness in there? You always ask for a reward.” He chuckled and glanced back at the shorter boy. “It’s not the usual reward that I’m going to ask for.” “Then what is it?” “I want to spend Christmas with you. It’s on Thursday.” The older boy stopped what he was doing and looked at his boyfriend. “What about your parents?” “They always have something to do on that day. I usually spend my Christmas alone on clubs and parties.” “But I just go home here and spend that day with my parents.”

“I’ll go with you then.” A grin appeared on the younger’s face as he turned to the shorter boy. “It’s better than being alone with strangers on a club.” Kyungsoo smiled and nodded. “A lot better than you think. But don’t you have Christmas parties with your friends?” “Sometimes, we do.” He answered, getting back to his work with the groceries. “This would be another Christmas experience for me.” Kyungsoo thought Jongin had one of those great Christmas vacations he had always imagined that rich kids have and to think that he was wrong, he felt sorry for the younger boy. He remembered what Yixing told him that as the older one in their relationship, he had more experiences than the other and he understands more than what Jongin could about the world. “Do you want to make a cake for Christmas?” “I know I’m the last person you’ll ask for help when it comes to making food.” “You’ll do it with me, dummy. I can’t let you mess with this kitchen. Never.” “That sounds good. So I guess I’ll just be like an assistant chef to you? Giving you the ingredients you need?” “Of course, not.” “But that’s what I did when I made cookies with my mother.” Right. He remembered the cookies. “It was really good, Jongin. I mean the cookies and the thought of you and your parents spending time together.” “I can sense another reward coming for that.” The younger gave him a sly smile. “Rewards will be given but it doesn’t include any hormones.” He snickered. “Do you expect me to give you another blowjob?” “Oh, darn.” Jongin groaned and pouted. “Now way, Jongin. You already violated my rules about sex last night. Almost.” “But I can’t stop it.” “Then jerk off in the bathroom!” “That’s so lame!” “What’s the argument all about?” Both boys snapped their heads to the doorway where Kyungsoo’s mother stood with a sweet smile.

“It’s nothing, eomma.” The doe eyed boy waved it off, feeling a little embarrassed. “He told me to control my hormones and just do everything myself in the bathroom.” Jongin said, earning a harsh nudge on his rib. “Ouch! Eomma, he’s being so mean to me.” Can everything get more embarrassing than this? Kyungsoo mentally jumps off a virtual cliff. The woman looked at them, her smile turned to a grin. “Oh, poor Jongin. Kyungsoo, you can’t be mean to your boyfriend.” “Eomma!” He whined and shooed his mother away. “Boys’ talk. Rated XXX. It’s not good for your health.” “Okay. But I am willing to witness everything.” “Just go, eomma.” “Fine, baby boy.” She turned to Jongin and winked. “He just needs more teasing and persuasion.” She left the young boys in the kitchen and as soon as she disappeared to the bedroom, her son started hitting the taller boy. “What are you doing?” Jongin whined, protecting himself with his arms from the shorter boy’s slaps. “I was just being honest.” Kyungsoo stopped and tried to calm himself down. His face was red with embarrassment. “I’ll make sure you regret this.” He muttered and quickly tried to finish sorting the goods into the cabinet.

The usual happened with Jongin being ignored all the way from that moment. They were riding a bus back to the apartment and silence wrapped them. “I regret it already. Please talk to me.” He softly said, turning to the shorter boy next to him who just looked out the window. Still ignored. He looked down on the sleeping cat on his lap and hands with a sigh. The extent of time was longer than the usual span of Kyungsoo’s ignorance system. “It was almost as embarrassing as when you humiliated me at the café.” Kyungsoo muttered. Jongin turned his head to the side and frowned. “I’m sorry.” Silence.

“I was mesmerized by the mysterious you and stared at you and had my one soul stolen.” He sang and Kyungsoo turned to him, lips slightly parted. The older boy felt his heart skip a beat after the younger boy sang a familiar line. He suddenly realized it was from the song that Jongin wrote. “Why do you look so surprised?” “You just… sang a line from your song.” Jongin goofily smiled. “I know I can’t sing well but was it that bad?” “Bad? It was fine. I’ll bring you to the studio for the recording.” “What? No. I can’t sing!” “It’s your song! You should sing. Baekhyun and Chanyeol would be there too.” “No way.” He grumbled. “If you sing, I’ll sing too.” He and his boyfriend singing the same song seemed to be a good idea. “Promise?” “I promise.” He raised his hand and stuck his pinky finger towards the shorter boy. “Pinky promise?” Kyungsoo chuckled and tangled his own pinky finger with the taller boy’s. “Pinky promise.” “So, you’re not ignoring me anymore?” “You said you regret it so, I’m not ignoring you.” The younger boy pouted to get a kiss as he leaned closer to the shorter boy but Kyungsoo turned away. “Come on.” He whined. “We’re fine now, right?” “I think I’m going to make you regret it a little more.” Playing hard to get, huh? “I’ll do it by force then.” “Go ahead, I can see break up coming this way.” “Okay, you win.” He huffed, defeated. I know I’m going to get some later. Kyungsoo chuckled. “Later, you can.”

“I fucking knew it!”

Chapter 41 “I don’t want to sing!” It was Monday afternoon and it had been an hour since they arrived back at Kyungsoo’s apartment and since then, Jongin never stopped whining about the deal of making him sing. They were sitting on the couch, watching a funny TV show with a couple of pizza boxes and a set of sodas. “Hyung!” “Fine, whatever.” The older boy grumbled, too lazy to make an argument. His eyes never left the TV screen. “You’re being all whiny again.” He pointed out. “It was so much better when we weren’t fine for I had no whines to hear all day.” Don’t get him wrong, he loves the whiny baby Kim Jongin. Jongin mentally celebrated his victory and shut his mouth before paying attention to what they were watching. It wasn’t really like he doesn’t want to sing. He was just not confident enough. Kyungsoo grabbed his drink from the coffee table and leaned back, his legs crossed on the couch. When the younger boy noticed it, he quickly untangled the other boy’s legs and let it fall freely on the edge of the cushion before leaning his head on the shorter boy’s lap. The back of his knees rested on the arm rest. Suddenly, the sight of his boyfriend swallowing the drink was more interesting than the TV show. The older boy wiped his lips with the back of his hand and looked down on the tanned boy on his lap, staring back at him with a grin. “You just finished eating. Get up.” He swayed his legs from side to side, trying to make the younger boy feel uncomfortable on his lap but the boy didn’t make a move. “Don’t blame me if you feel nauseous later.” The tanned boy turned his head opposite from the TV and it alarmed the older boy. “Hey, there, little buddy.” He was facing the older boy’s crotch and suddenly leaned in to play with the other’s pants, unbuttoning it with his teeth. Kyungsoo immediately pulled the boy’s head away by the hair and gave Jongin and hard pinch on the nose. “Stop being so naughty!” “C-Can’t!” He cried out in response, moving his head frantically to shake the other’s fingers from his nose. “Hyung!” He covered his nose with both hands and tears welled up on his eyes. It was too painful. “It really hurts.” “I know, baby.” The older boy cooed. “Would you like me to kiss that pain away?” Jongin nodded and boy, he would love that. “I will, if my baby Jonginnie learns how to behave.” Damn. He should really learn to control himself.

Seeing the disappointed look in the younger’s eyes made Kyungsoo smile. “Sexually frustrated, are we?” “I have needs, hyung. Every guy has.” Hands still on his nose, he sat up and turned to face his boyfriend. “You have needs too.” “But not as uncontrollable as yours.” The shorter boy nodded. “Let’s watch porn here and I’ll help you get rid of your needs, Jonginnie.” “Son of a bitch!” He muttered and looking at his boyfriend’s unimpressed expression, he realized what he just said. He used to say it out of habit, without really giving a damn meaning to it. “Oh my god. I’m sorry.” He clasped his hands together in an apologetic manner. “You just called my mother a bitch.” “I didn’t mean it!” Silence. Having no response from the shorter boy was one of the signs of an upcoming ignorance and Jongin didn’t like it. “Hyung, I’m sorry!” He pleaded but it didn’t seem to work for his boyfriend, who just stared back at him, emotionlessly. He had to try harder. Messing up once was enough and he didn’t want it to happen again. “I know this is not the appropriate time to offer this but…” He sighed. “…I’m ready to go bottom. Just please, forgive me.” “Dumbass, motherfucker!” Kyungsoo suddenly muttered before bursting into a fit of laughter, spilling some of his soda on the floor. Jongin was dumbfounded. Baekhyun. He realized, his diva-ish friend and his boyfriend are way too similar, only that Baekhyun was bitchy. They were both evil and are able to control someone who looks more dominant than them, physically and emotionally. “My Jonginnie is so cute.” Kyungsoo cooed. “Let’s see if you could be this desperate when I top you. I’m into kinks, you know.” The younger boy groaned, clutching onto the backrest and hit his head against the cushion as if it could kill him anytime that moment. He shouldn’t have brought up the topic of sex and now, he knew how evil and sadistic his boyfriend could be in spite of the deceiving physical looks. Kyungsoo looked up at the ceiling, looking for ideas. “Maybe I could dress you up like a maid and tie your hands into the headboard and use a cock ring.” He hummed, secretly enjoying the younger’s reaction, and turned to his boyfriend. He could see Jongin’s soul slipping out of the tanned boy’s body by the look that the younger gave him. “Maybe I should tie your ankles too so that I could do whatever I want with you. I could probably fuck you until sunrise.” He dreamily sighed and nodded. “Isn’t that nice?”

“No.” Jongin whimpered. “And oh, I found a video camera in your drawer last time!” He could already imagine the torture that was coming for him. “But you have a no sex campaign for me!” He thought he made a good excuse. “Right.” The older boy nodded. “I think it’s going to end sooner than I originally planned. You kept on offering yourself to me and it sounds like a good idea after all.” “I’m not ready.” His voice was weak and soft. “Nah, I thought of the same thing too, Jonginnie. Trust me, it would be fun!” It won’t.

No matter how hard Kyungsoo kept on telling the younger boy about his raging hormones, he still can’t really do anything when Jongin gets so needy. There was he was again, kneeling between the tanned boy’s legs with his hand wrapped around the younger’s shaft. It didn’t really take long for Jongin to cum and he came a lot into his boyfriend’s hand. He just lay in bed, waiting to be cleaned up. After Kyungsoo finished cleaning up his boyfriend, he watched the younger boy doze off to sleep. “Jongin.” He called out, not really expecting for his boyfriend to answer back. He lay down in bed, next to the taller boy. “Hyung?” Jongin whispered, eyes still closed. “Here.” He opened his eyes and turned to the doe eyed boy. “You don’t hate me, right?” “Why would I?” “I always get you to do dirty things for me.” “Like a sex slave?” He let out a soft chuckle. “Yeah, like that.” “It’s better than letting you ask other people to do it for you.”

“I would never do that.” He whimpered. “But I’m not your sex slave.” “I didn’t say that you are. You’re just too kind to leave me alone while I’m being so needy.” “You’ll get a payment for this anyway.” Jongin frowned. “You can’t be serious of your kink ideas, right?” “I’m serious, Jongin. It’s my chance to top you and I’ll make it special and memorable. You still love me, right?” “Of course, I do.” “Can I do it bondage style?” Bullshit!

“Kyungsoo!” The doe eyed boy looked back to see Sungyeol running towards him, waving a flyer in his hand. He continued to walk and let the taller boy catch up with him. “Look at this!” The green flyer appeared in front of his face and he stopped walking. It was about their school’s Christmas musical on Wednesday night. “I know it’s quite fun but it seems like your excitement is overflowing.” “I’m going with Myungsoo!” The taller boy squealed. “And why are you telling me that?” He looked up at Sungyeol. “Well, you’re the only one who knows that I like him.” “I feel honored.” “So, are you going with Jongin?” “I don’t know. I haven’t asked him about that yet and besides, I am planning to go home on the 24th.”

“Oh, man. We helped on the preparation of the props. It would be such a waste if we can’t watch it. It’s free!” “I know. It’s still up to him.” Suddenly, someone came in between them without any word. “Can I take my boyfriend home now?” Kyungsoo snorted and held Jongin’s hand. “Of course.” He nodded towards Sungyeol and dragged the younger boy away with him. “You’re getting too close with him.” The tanned boy whined, sticking out his lower lip. “We’re just talking, okay? You don’t need to be jealous.” “What were you talking about?” “The musical on Wednesday. Do you want to come and see it? It’s free but I don’t feel like going.” “Then there would be no use for me to come if you don’t want to.” “I want to go home.” He sighed but suddenly, his face lit up and looked up at the younger boy. “We’re making a cake, remember?” “Yeah!” Jongin smiled and nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.” “Did you ask for your parents’ schedule?” “They have a flight tomorrow to New York and they’ll be spending their Christmas there. I asked them for a sibling as a Christmas gift.” Kyungsoo laughed, imagining how his boyfriend did it. “No way!” “I really did.” “So what did they say?” “They said they’ll try.” “Wicked.”

On their way to the supermarket, they had decided to make a chocolate cake for Christmas. It didn’t take them long to gather the ingredients needed into their cart and Kyungsoo was glad that his boyfriend didn’t act like a kid like the first time they went to buy groceries.

They were waiting in their line at the cashier when Kyungsoo noticed the girl behind the counter kept glancing at his oblivious boyfriend who kept talking to him about Transformers. Somehow, Kyungsoo found her familiar but he shook the thought off his head, having himself convinced that some people just look alike sometimes. But it hit him when it was their turn at the cashier. “Hi, Kai.” The girl giggled. Kyungsoo finally realized who she was. That girl he saw on the same bed with his boyfriend. On the other hand, Jongin kept talking to him. He looked so entertained with his own words that he didn’t realize the girl calling his name. He placed the items from the cart to the counter without glancing at the girl. The girl pouted and did her job without any other word. The doe eyed boy decided to brush it off. When the amount appeared on the screen, Kyungsoo took some bills from his wallet and before he could hand it to the cashier, Jongin already gave the girl his card. Observing the two, the girl tried hard to get his boyfriend’s attention but Jongin was just too focused on the plastic bag in front of him, checking the items inside. “Here’s your card, sir.” The cashier handed the tanned boy his card and Jongin replied with a soft “Thanks.” Kyungsoo sighed in relief that nothing bad happened like he expected. Like, his boyfriend flirting with the girl again after realizing who she was. I thank the good heavens for a dense Jongin. “Hyung, are you listening to me?” The younger asked, pulling the older boy out of the trance. He carried the bag and tapped the other’s hand to keep the wallet. “Yeah, I am.” The shorter boy smiled and placed his wallet back to his bag. “Can I stay over at you place then?” Jongin asked as they walked out of the supermarket. “Tonight?” “Yes.” “Since you’ve been a good boy today, I’ll let you stay over.” “I have always been a good boy.” “It doesn’t count if you’re being naughty.”

“Then I won’t be naughty anymore except, maybe, when we make a cake. It could get a little messy and sexy.” “Whatever.” Kyungsoo huffed. “You always let your dumb hormones take over you.” “It’s because I know you’re always there to help me.” “I’ll ignore you next time.” “You can’t.”

Raging hormones were awake again and just like the doe eyed boy stated, Jongin was pushed into the bathroom to do it alone. “Hyung!” He whined, turning back to his boyfriend at the doorway. “You can’t do this to me!” “Yes, baby, I can and I’m doing it right now.” Kyungsoo smiled and winked at the tanned boy. “Have fun, baby boy.” He shut the door and went back to the couch, picking up his notes. He had to prepare for a quiz the next morning. Meanwhile, Jongin still stood at the middle of the room, a hand on his aching cock inside his pants. “Damn.” The tanned boy couldn’t really understand when his boyfriend leaves him a statement. There was no way for him to distinguish if the other boy meant it or not. Forget it. He had a boner to take care of. Kyungsoo heard the shower turn on and he guessed that the younger boy took a hot shower to relieve himself. He scoffed and went back to reviewing his notes until he heard the other moaning a little too loud for his liking. Oh god. He walked over to the bathroom door and knocked on the door. “You’re too loud.” The moans just got even louder. This is going to be a very long night.

Chapter 42 Jongin woke up feeling slightly cold and uncomfortable. Kyungsoo must have left his side to make breakfast and prepare for school, he thought. He opened his eyes, greeted by the ceiling and turning his head to his side, his assumption was partly true. His boyfriend wasn’t next to him but at the end of the foot of the bed, standing on both feet and looking at him with a sweet smile. “Good morning, baby.” He broke into a smile at the lovely sight before him. “Good morning, some here and let me…” He realized he could move his hands that seemed to be stuck above his head. The lovely sight turned to be a nightmare when he looked up to see his wrists handcuffed at the headboard. Darting his eyes down to his body didn’t help at all. He was dressed in a pink and white maid clothes. The time has come. “I’m ready for you, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo cooed, crawling up to the bed and sat between the tanned boy’s legs, caressing the thighs covered in white stockings with his thumbs. “You’ve been a very naughty boy.” He couldn’t breathe. He knew that his worst nightmare would come but he couldn’t believe he would be seeing it live and totally unprepared. “You know that bad boys need to be punished to learn, right?” The doe eyed boy’s hand reached out for something from the side, which the tanned boy never noticed before. He raised it up for the other to get a better view of it and Jongin’s eyes just got wider in horror. “Raw, baby.” It was a huge, black dildo. “I’m going to fuck you raw.” “No!” “Jongin?” “No, hyung! Please!” “Jongin!” Jongin opened his eyes into darkness, his boyfriend’s faint silhouette hovered over him. “Kyungsoo hyung?” “You’re dreaming again?”

He sighed, relieved to realize it was just a dream. A hand ran across his forehead and he heard a soft sigh escaping the older boy’s lips. “You’re sweating. Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” He muttered softly and reached out his arms to his boyfriend’s waist, rolling to his side and pulling the shorter boy closer to him. “I just had a bad dream. I’m sorry for disturbing your sleep.” “You don’t have to apologize. Just go back to sleep.” Kyungsoo whispered, pressing his lips softly against the younger’s cheek before snuggling into his boyfriend. “I think we’re doing it the other way. I should be the one snuggling you.” He muttered. Jongin chuckled. “I’m still taller than you.” “Being tall doesn’t mean you can dominate me.” The statement made him shudder unconsciously and it didn’t go unnoticed by the shorter boy. He began to be sensitive of the words that come with domination. “What’s wrong?” “Uh, nothing. I’m just cold.” He tucks their selves under the thick blanket. “You’re sweating.” Kyungsoo pointed out. “Cold sweat but I’m fine.” He assured and never knew he would stay awake the rest of the night. The dream kept crawling in the back of his mind and prayed so hard not to let it happen in real. The pain was what he feared the most. He had heard from those who went bottom, especially Baekhyun and Luhan, even Chanyeol didn’t escape it, that the pain was unbearable. He had witnessed it before him the night he took his boyfriend on the table. They can’t be just overreacting, right? Jongin, in many aspects, had fears like horror movies and horror houses which Kyungsoo was fully aware of. It was perfectly normal. Then there’s the fear of going bottom which he wasn’t sure if the doe eyed boy had noticed since he had been delaying the actual sex to happen since that certain night. If it really hurts, the bottoms would have refrained from being in the same position all over again? But according to Baekhyun, it was good and even better when rough. Wasn’t the idea of being rough made his fragile-looking boyfriend wanted to top him because as stated by his friend, it was better than having a slow and passionate one? But before he could convince himself, he drowsed off to sleep.

After dropping his boyfriend off to school, he directly went to Baekhyun’s house to avoid being drowned into a swamp of boredom. Chanyeol was at the diva’s place too, being the usual puppy trailing behind Baekhyun. Sehun and Luhan decided to come over too after an hour. “Are you up for a Christmas party?” Sehun asked as they gathered around the living room, eating their snacks while not really paying any attention to the movie that was playing on TV. Jongin looked up from the TV screen and looked at the youngest. “I already made plans with Kyungsoo hyung.” Baekhyun snickered. “They were going to fuck each other the whole day.” He wasn’t oblivious to the tanned boy’s sexual frustrations. Actually, everyone knew about it. “What’s with the delay anyway?” The tanned boy blushed and the others got a hint right away, laughing their asses out. “Are you serious?” “I’m not ready, okay?” Jongin defended. “I heard all of your stories about it.” “It will be fine! I swear you’re going to enjoy it.” “He wants me to cross-dress and tie my limbs on the bed!” Baekhyun gasped and turned to his boyfriend. “Yeollie, we should try that too!” He squealed, earning a disgusted look from the tanned boy. “I bet Kris and his panda boyfriend already did that.” Sehun nodded in agreement, turning his head to his Chinese boyfriend. “Are you up to that, Lulu?” All he got was a shrug. “It’s Christmas, I’ll let you top me.” “Okay! I’m totally up for that!” Luhan exclaimed in excitement, a sly smile forming in his lips as he looked at the tanned boy. “Only if Kai would let Kyungie top him in two nights.” “Sehun, I’m sorry.” Jongin apologized. “It’s not going to happen.” The youngest snorted. “Come on, it’s a privilege for us, taller guys, to show how much we’re willing to be bottoms for our cute boyfriends! Unless if you’re still a selfish brat.” “He is.” Chanyeol commented. “If I am Kyungie, I would never have sex with you ever again.” Baekhyun said. “Actually, if that happens, Yeollie and I could ask him for a threesome.” “That’s fucking disgusting!” Jongin argued. “I would never let him have sex with anyone else but me!” “Let’s give Kyungie a call!” The diva grabbed his phone from the coffee table.

It was just in time for Kyungsoo’s break when his phone started vibrating from his pocket. He was on his way to the university’s library and picked up his phone to answer a call from Baekhyun. “Hello, Baekhyun.” He noticed it was awfully quiet on the other line. “Kyungie! We have Kai here with us, all tied up on a chair and his mouth taped with a packing tape to shut his mouth for the meantime.” Kyungsoo made his way to the second floor of the library where only a few students stay and sat on the farthest corner of the room to avoid disturbing others. “We had been talking about the taller partners to give way for us, their only cutest boyfriends, to top them but little Kai here is still being a coward though he knew he had been so frustrated with sex lately. So, any complaints from you about him?” A smile made its way to the doe eyed boy’s lips before replying. He could hear the faint muffled voice in the background. His boyfriend’s friends are really weird, he thought. “He made me jerk him off a few times since the weekend.” “This ungrateful brat.” Chanyeol’s voice echoed and Baekhyun chuckled. “So, Kyungie, how would you like him to dress up?” He held the urge to laugh at how the others tease his poor boyfriend but it didn’t mean he would stop there. “A tight and short tube dress? Or maybe a school girl will do! Or a sexy nurse!” “Would you like lacy underwear to come with that?” “That would be great.” He answered, enjoying the noise from the other line that seemed like the boys were teasing his boyfriend. “It’s all set then! We’ll find something that looks sexy on him. See you later, Kyungie!” “Sure! Thank you, Baekhyun.” When the call ended, he typed a message and sent it to Baekhyun. To: Baekhyun I was just kidding earlier. Please don’t torture him. It’s my job. Haha! ^^

Baekhyun smiled as he read the message and kept his phone on his pocket, turning to the helpless tanned boy tied on a chair. “Remove the tape.” He instructed and Luhan not-so-gently pulled the packing tape off the boy’s mouth. Jongin began screaming at his friends, a part of him still can’t believe his boyfriend’s words when the call was turned to a loud speaker. He knew they weren’t going to let him off until he gives up but he wasn’t ready. He couldn’t imagine himself in any of those clothes mentioned by his boyfriend with matching laced underwear. He couldn’t find it pleasing to imagine himself on all fours in bed, his boyfriend taking him from behind. He just can’t. “Okay, where are we going to find those clothes?” Baekhyun asked and Luhan raised his hand. “I know!” “Wait!” Jongin screamed. “You can’t be serious, right?” “We’re serious for Kyungie, my son, and how dare you ask him to jerk you off?” Baekhyun sighed. “He was willing to help me!” The tanned boy defended. “So you’re saying that Kyungie’s really the dominant one?” Luhan asked. “No!” Baekhyun clapped his hands and grinned. “Let’s go with the plan, guys. I think Kai will look good on a school girl’s uniform.” Just kill me now! If Jongin could cry, he would have cried already.

Kyungsoo found his boyfriend sitting on a bench, a gloomy aura emitting from him. The younger boy wasn’t aware of his presence until he tapped the boy’s shoulder, fixing the younger’s scarf. When Jongin looked up, he noticed the unpleased and tired expression. “What’s wrong?” He knew what was wrong but he thought it would still be better to ask just in case he was wrong. “Nothing.” Jongin replied softly, standing up from the bench, holding on to his boyfriend’s hand. Silently, they made their way out of the university through the swarm of students. The silence remained still between them until they reached Kyungsoo’s apartment where Jongin started whining about the cross-dressing idea as soon as the door closed behind them.

“They almost dragged me into a costume shop and thanks to Baekhyun’s parents for ruining the plan!” He slumped himself down onto the couch, shooing Kkamjong out of his sight as he turned the TV on. The older boy just stood behind the couch, looking down on his boyfriend who was furiously switching the channels by the remote control. “Are you mad?” “I don’t know.” He muttered. Kyungsoo removed his coat and scarf, hanging them on the hooks stuck on the wall and headed to the bedroom quietly, making the younger boy look up from the TV screen and wonder if he said something that his boyfriend must be upset of. Jongin turned the TV off and removed his unnecessary clothing, leaving them on the couch and went into the bedroom to see his boyfriend under the blanket, only half of the head sticking out of the covers. “Hyung?” “There’s food in the fridge.” The shorter boy said, not moving an inch. “I’m not hungry.” He stated, walking over to the bed and slipped under the blanket, facing his boyfriend’s back. “I’m not mad, okay? It’s not your fault. They were just having too much fun with me that it almost annoyed me.” The other didn’t respond. “I’m sorry.” “You didn’t do anything.” “I complained too much earlier.” The silence started to worry him again. It wasn’t the usual silent attitude that Kyungsoo gave him. “Are you sleepy?” “Yes.” “Okay.” He frowned when he didn’t receive any response that acknowledge him and turned to the other side. His eyed started to feel heavy, realizing that he didn’t sleep much the night before. “You can just take me anytime you want.” The statement blew his drowsiness away but he didn’t move. “I’m not really asking you to let me top you.” Jongin turned back and reached out a hand to his boyfriend, pulling the others shoulder for Kyungsoo to lie on his back. “What are you talking about?” The shorter boy looked at him with a bored expression. “You know what I’m talking about.”

“I know, I mean, we agreed that you’ll top me.” “It’s so obvious you never want me to top you even if you’re being a horny bitch.” Wow, bitch. He almost cracked at his boyfriend’s choice of words but he put the thought aside for a while. He had more important issues to fix. “I just held the urge to just give in right away. Some things are hard to forget.” The younger boy nodded and sighed. “I understand.” “But I think I’m ready now.” Kyungsoo muttered, rolling to get himself up, kneeling in bed, facing the headboard. “I already felt guilty making you wait for a long time because of your inconsiderate hormones fooling around at inappropriate times.” Blame the hormones, Jongin. The tanned boy thought but the idea of his boyfriend giving way for his comfort didn’t please him. He just stared at the shorter boy until he realized that Kyungsoo started stripping off his shirt. “Wait, no!” He sat up immediately and pulled the older boy’s shirt back down. “Don’t do this. I am not forcing you.” Kyungsoo looked back at the younger, letting his arms drop to his sides and sighed. His hands ran up to the younger’s cheeks, holding the boy in place as he leaned closer and kiss the boy’s lips. It took Jongin a few seconds to recover from the shock and respond to the older boy’s kiss that said I am not forced to do this. Only after a few seconds that he realized he was hovering over his boyfriend without breaking the kiss. Even with mere sloppy kiss, Jongin couldn’t stop himself from growing a boner in his pants. He was a hormonal teenager after all. Kyungsoo let the younger boy dominate him with Jongin’s rough kisses and painful lip bites. He didn’t complain when Jongin sucked on his tongue a little harsh. After exchanging lip bites and sharing each other’s tastes, both pulled away to gain their breaths. “I can’t promise to be gentle.” The younger whispered, planting a soft peck on the older boy’s wet lips. In response, Kyungsoo chuckled, wrapping his legs around the taller boy’s waist and his arms around the neck. “I don’t mind.”

Chapter 43 One by one, their clothes flew around the room in haste and Kyungsoo shivered, completely naked in bed, when Jongin pulled away to get rid of his remaining clothes before hovering back to his boyfriend. The shorter boy welcomed the warmth as the younger boy started attacking his bare neck, leaving trails of wet kisses as he moved down to the collarbone. Jongin was determined to show his lover how much he missed the older boy and their sexily romantic time together by marking his boyfriend’s pale skin. After sucking on the sweetest spots he had memorized, he noticed how Kyungsoo’s adam’s apple move when the boy swallows. Enticed by the movement, think how it turns him on, he stuck his tongue out and ran it over the bump, earning a moan from the shorter boy that almost sounded like a whine. “Jongin.” The younger boy hummed and trailed kisses along the boy’s jawline. He suddenly flinched, feeling fingers around his half erected cock, stroking along his length to harden it more. He moaned at the feeling, letting his lips captured by the older boy’s, muffling the rest of his moans. When Kyungsoo started fisting his hardened length, he started moving his hips to meet with the older boy’s rhythm, fucking the boy’s hand. He rested his forehead against the shorter boy’s shoulder, panting with his every thrust, feeling Kyungsoo’s free hand moving through his silver locks. His voice cracked as he moaned, feeling near his peak already, and Kyungsoo noticed. A whimper escaped his lips as he moved back and stared at the older boy’s face when the hand around his throbbing member disappeared. He parted his lips to whine but was cut off when the older boy’s lips captured his. Kyungsoo started to act on his own, doing exactly how Jongin kissed him earlier with all the lips bites and tongue sucking moves which caught the younger boy off guard. Before he realized it, their positions were switched and his eyes widened in surprise and in realization that his boyfriend was dominating him. However, he couldn’t find the energy or the urge to oppose, not when Kyungsoo started moving his lips down to his neck, making love bites, searching for the tanned boy’s sweet spots and mark on them. He loved the way his boyfriend’s hands move all over his body. He loved the way his boyfriend’s lips leave wet trails of kisses and marks all over him. He loved the way his boyfriend sucked on his nipple and somewhere on his hips and thighs that makes him all weak. He loved the idea of his boyfriend fucking him for hours.

He propped himself up with his elbows and stared at the boy between his legs, licking the pre-cum off the tip of his hardened cock. His breath hitched, feeling the pleasure run through his body and his arms weakened. Right after Kyungsoo took his member, he let himself fall back on the bed as he enjoyed the blowjob he was getting. It didn’t take long for him to release and Kyungsoo pulled away just before he came, spilling his cum into the older boy’s chin and down into the blanket. He watched the other boy sit up and run a fist across his chin where the white sticky liquid smeared through his half-lidded eyes. The older boy was still amused at the amount of his boyfriend’s cum. “Do you always cum a lot?” He managed to gather his lost voice and answered softly. “I don’t know.” Kyungsoo looked up to his boyfriend with a hopeful smile. “Can I top you?” Instead of answering back verbally, Jongin spent the remaining energy he had to roll onto his side and get himself on all fours while he was recovering from his high. “Jonginnie is ready for me.” The older boy cooed, earning a soft whimper from the younger boy. He had never thought he would actually see his boyfriend offering himself to be fucked. He got into his knees and placed each hand on the boy’s butt cheeks, spreading them open to reveal younger’s puckered hole that looked so inviting. “I can’t believe I’m seeing this.” Running a finger along the hole earned him a whine. “Stop teasing me!” Jongin whimpered, moving his hips from side to side, shaking his boyfriend’s hands off his precious ass. He already felt tortured. “I’m curious, Jongin. Just let me do this.” Kyungsoo said, accidentally slapping the younger’s butt cheek from stopping the other’s movement. “Sorry.” He muttered an apology when Jongin gasped at the sudden slap. The younger felt weird when Kyungsoo slipped in a finger into his hole. He started to wonder if his boyfriend felt the same. He felt the same finger thrust back in and out repeatedly until the movement stopped and he felt a weird painful sensation. “Wait!” He breathed out, raising his head and looked over his shoulder to look at his boyfriend’s innocent face staring back at him. “You’re not going to fuck me raw, are you?” Kyungsoo looked down on his fingers and smiled meekly at the realization. “Oh.” He was too sucked up with his thoughts that he forgot about the lube. He got off the bed and looked for his lube in his drawer. Pouring a good amount of lube into his fingers made the younger relax a bit but the pain didn’t go away when a couple of fingers were pushed through his hole. He bit his lower lip to refrain himself from making pained moans. Another finger was added and the more painful he felt, the more his arms tried to give up on supporting himself.

Out of curiosity, Kyungsoo remembered something from a page he read about crooking fingers while finger fucking someone which he did, earning a sharp gasp and a short moan from the younger boy. A satisfied smile instantly made its way back to his lips. “You like it?” Jongin nodded furiously, wondering if his boyfriend was just experimenting on him or doing everything on purpose from something he learned. Either way, he was still enjoying it. The older boy’s free hand reached out to take care of the younger’s dick, stroking it to life. Thrusting his fingers into the hole, he felt the younger’s walls clamping around his fingers. The tanned boy couldn’t care if he was getting near his peak too fast. The main thing was that he loved the feeling of his boyfriend’s fingers inside him and he wanted more. Maybe a little demand wouldn’t hurt. “Hyung… I… shit...” He trailed off, hic cock twitching at the unfamiliar yet extremely pleasurable feeling of his boyfriend’s fingers hitting a certain spot. His arms finally gave up and let his forearms help him up. “Hyung.” He whined. “Your cock… in me…” “Magic word?” “Please!” Kyungsoo pulled out his fingers and chuckled. “What a good boy.” He cooed, teasingly slid a finger halfway into the hole, earning a desperate whimper from the younger. Jongin waited patiently for the incoming pain that his friends told him about, best words to describe as ripping apart. “I’m coming in.” The announcement made him even more uncomfortable and nervous. Clenching his hands into fists, he closed his eyes when he felt the tip of his boyfriend’s cock against the rim of his hole. The older boy grunted painfully as he started to push himself in, only halfway, and soothingly ran his finger along the boy’s spine. “Relax, please. You’re not the only one hurting here.” He heard the younger moan softly and loosened to his touches before taking the opportunity to completely pushing his length in. It hurts. Jongin repeated those words in his head like a prayer. Though it was more painful than he imagined, he didn’t regret it. He believed the pain would go away like what the others say. While Kyungsoo stayed still, since he knew how it would feel and he was just as considerate a he could be, Jongin surprised him when the younger started moving in barely a minute. “Move.” Jongin demanded, looking up his shoulder and gave the shorter boy an assuring nod. A moan made it out from his lips when his boyfriend obeyed and started with not-so-gentle thrusts. He loved it. After a few more thrusts, he demanded a faster pace which Kyungsoo did without a word, secretly enjoying the tanned boy’s tight hole.

The older boy held onto the younger’s hips tightly, making his thrusts deeper. Jongin could only moan louder with every thrust, clutching into the pillow. He moved his hips to meet the other’s thrusts. “Fuck, this is so good.” “And you didn’t want to be bottom at first!” Kyungsoo snickered, a hand around the younger’s shaft, pumping it in rhythm with the thrusts. The younger boy jerked when the same, pleasurable spot was hit once again. “Fuck, there!” The older boy made his thrust a little harder and deeper, earning a long moan from the other. “Yes, fuck yes! There!” He was almost yelling in pleasure but who could manage to care about it? They’re having too much fun to even notice it and besides, the neighbors were on vacation somewhere else. “On your back, baby.” Kyungsoo said and the younger immediately flipped himself over. He let his legs rest on his boyfriend’s shoulders, his hands on the shorter boy’s arms. The smirk on the boy’s lips turned him on even more. As Jongin started to feel his release forming, Kyungsoo watched how his boyfriend closes his eyes while enjoying someone’s cock in his hole. He kept hitting the same spot all over again and soft whimpers that could barely be heard escaped his boyfriend’s lips. He felt the walls tighten around him, almost painful. Without warning, Jongin released strings of white and sticky substance while his lover tried to catch up with his high. A few more thrusts, Kyungsoo came along and released inside the tanned boy, which he didn’t originally plan. The younger felt being filled up inside and he loved the feeling. He loved every detail during the intercourse. Before the older boy could pull away, he dropped his legs on the bed and pulled his panting boyfriend for a breathless kiss. Kyungsoo still struggled to get his limp member out of his boyfriend’s hole but Jongin locked his ankles together behind the shorter boy’s waist, earning a grunt from the older boy. “What are you doing?” Kyungsoo asked, pulling away from the kiss. “Keeping you inside me, of course.” He answered, licking his lips and brushing his boyfriend’s damp hair away from the face to get a better view of his beautiful lover’s face. “I am your first asshole intruder, right? Because it would be one of my achievements this year.” “You are.” He chuckled. “I think this is not the last time I’m going bottom for you.” “Then let’s get to round two!”

The next day, he went back to Baekhyun’s house after dropping his boyfriend to school. Before he could press the doorbell button, the door swung open and Chanyeol dragged him to the dining room where party poppers welcomed him and a congratulatory banner hung above on the cupboard and a set of different party foods rested on the table with a three layered cake at the center with the words on the sides of each cake, KAI THE BOTTOM. “Congratulations!” His friends chorused and one by one, gave him a hand shake. Even Yifan was there. “I wouldn’t miss such celebration even if it meant leaving Tao for a while.” The tanned boy was literally speechless. No words came out from him. “Guys!” Baekhyun raised his hands to gather everyone’s attention. “Guess how many rounds they had last night!” “Two!” Luhan chirped in. “It’s three, dear!” The diva corrected. “Three rounds of our beloved Kai being the bottom!” A champagne sprinkled out of nowhere and it was Sehun who opened it. “Cheers! For Kai and me, for Lulu will get to top me!” “Okay! So, my son, how did you feel? How are you feeling now?” Baekhyun turned to the quiet boy. “It was good and my asshole hurts.” “Definitely normal.” Chanyeol commented. “How did you know about this?” Jongin asked. “I’m updated with Kyungie, obviously.” Baekhyun smiled innocently. It didn’t really surprise him. He knew his boyfriend and friend have a strong contact with each other. “Why are we celebrating this?” “It’s because we’re proud of you!” “Okay. I got a little surprised earlier but I’m fine now. I see food around.”

“Hyung!” He whined as soon as he saw his boyfriend approaching the bench he was sitting on, earning stares from the college students around but he didn’t care if he looked like a brat. “Why did you tell him?” Kyungsoo didn’t need to be told whom the younger was referring to. “We always tell each other things you’re not aware of.” He meekly smiled back and dragged his boyfriend out of the campus. “Things like what?” “Only Baekhyun and I can relate about like how dumb our boyfriends act sometimes.” “Birds of the same feathers flock together.” Jongin muttered. It only proved what Chanyeol told him about Baekhyun and Kyungsoo being similar and he started to believe it more. “You’re aware that we’re going to Goyang, right?” “Of course. I’m excited for the cake.” “I would be fine the whole time as long as you don’t mess up with me and there would be absolutely no flour throwing and chocolate smudging like you imagined last time.” “I know but knowing you, something like that could end up in bed. You and your kinks.” Kyungsoo chuckled as an idea crossed his mind. “So, here’s the deal. We’ll play and we’ll have sex in the kitchen counter in front of my parents and you…” He pointed a finger at the younger’s crotch. “…will be bottom again for four rounds.” “What? No. My butt’s still sore.” “Aha, as if you never made me have sex with you while I’m sore.” No retort was made and the younger boy just sighed. “Okay, you win. I’ll behave on the whole cake thing.” Silence came next until they entered the apartment with Kyungsoo breaking the silence. “Did you really like what we did last night?” His soft, unconfident tone alarmed the younger boy. “Of course, I did.” Jongin assured, pulling his boyfriend into a hug. “Why do you sound like I didn’t enjoy it?” “Because it was too sudden and we had three rounds. You said you’re sore.” He muttered against his scarf. “It wouldn’t go up to three rounds if I didn’t enjoy it and it’s normal to feel sore, right? You felt it too.” “I know but it wasn’t even more than a round when I was at the bottom.”

“Would you like to get past a round next time?” “I can do that but I like it more when I top.” “Everybody wants to top.” “Right.” He chuckled and pulled away. “Let’s get ready.” “To fuck?” The younger teased, earning a hiss from the other boy. “To go home, fucker. Eomma must be waiting already.” “I was just kidding.”

Chapter 44 “Don’t worry, eomma, your kitchen would be fine as it is when you come back.” Jongin assured, leading his future mother-in-law to the front door. “And please, take your time.” He winked at her and opened the door. Kyungsoo’s mother giggled at the boy’s last statement. “We’ll be back around dinner.” She smiled, tapping the tanned boy’s back before heading stepping out the door and Jongin watched her get into the cab he called earlier. She was going to a friend’s house where her husband stayed since that morning to pick him up as requested by his son to make sure that nothing bad would happen to him. The tanned boy made sure to watch the cab disappear and took a mental note of the plate number, just in case something happens, before closing the door and silently headed to the kitchen. He watched his boyfriend’s figure crouch in front of the oven. “So, what will we do while waiting for that?” “You can watch TV.” The shorter boy replied, not looking back at the other. “I’m going to make the chocola—.” “I’ll do that too!” He interrupted, grinning from ear to ear. “No!” Kyungsoo declined, standing straight and turned to his boyfriend with a stern expression. “You almost messed up the ingredients earlier!” He stuck his lower lip out and showed his puppy eyes, adding a soft whimper, hoping that the older boy would change his mind and Kyungsoo almost did. “Stop being a baby and when I say no, it’s a no.” “Okay.” He gave up and sat on an empty counter. “I’m going to stay here because I’m a good boy.” “That’s right. Keep that up.” Kyungsoo nodded in satisfaction. For him, there’s nothing more adorable than a childish Jongin. For a long while, Jongin just watched his lover mix ingredients into a bowl until he started to notice his boyfriend’s innocent yet invitingly sexy way of a finger dipping into the bowl of melted chocolate that directly goes into those soft, red and plump lips. The way Kyungsoo’s tongue run across his lips to get rid of the smeared chocolate made the younger boy gulp hard, his lips parting a bit and his breathing became heavy. His little junior was waking up in his pants already. “Is this okay?” Kyungsoo asked, snapping the younger boy out from trance. Jongin blinked twice before noticing the wooden utensil in front of him with the melted chocolate. “What?” It took him a couple of seconds to realize his dumb answer when Kyungsoo raised the utensil closer to him. He swiped his pinky finger across the chocolate and gave his boyfriend a nod after he got a taste of the sweet substance.

The older boy accidentally brushed is hand that was holding the utensil near the younger’s crotch when rested his hands into the boy’s lap, earning a soft gasp from the other which he didn’t notice. “Not too sweet?” The tanned boy shook his head, relieved that his boyfriend didn’t notice his discomfort. He would be damned if Kyungsoo knows he was growing a boner for unintentional actions for he knew that the older boy would start nagging about his hormones again. “Nothing’s too sweet for a cake.” “You have a weird addiction to cakes.” “Everyone loves cakes.” “Yeah, whatever.” The doe eyed boy muttered. “You’re just going to sit here and watch me?” “There’s nothing more interesting than watching you make a cake right now.” Kyungsoo snorted. “You’re weird.” He commented, placing the utensil back into the bowl before resting himself against the counter, between his boyfriend’s legs. “Sing me a song.” The younger boy immediately frowned. Singing was never his interest and even though he made a song for his boyfriend, he wouldn’t dare to sing more than a line. “Can I just dance?” “There’s no room for you to dance here unless you prefer doing that outside.” “I’d grow a boner from the cold.” He playfully stuck his tongue out and chuckled but not after the older boy’s response. “As if you’re not having one now.” “Shit.” He never knew his boyfriend would notice his dirty little secret and his hands quickly flew to cover his crotch defensively. “Hyung.” He whined. “Want to go bottom for me again, Jonginnie?” The older boy cooed, tip toeing to peck on the younger’s lips and as he expected, Jongin wouldn’t agree. “Why not? You had fun last night.” He whispered against the boy’s lips teasingly, a finger ran down the taller boy’s neck to the chest. “I can’t always let you top me.” Jongin muttered, as the older boy cupped his face with both hands and their lips meet completely. Leaning down to let the shorter boy stand on both heels, his legs wrapped around the boy’s hips and ankles locked behind Kyungsoo’s legs. The shorter boy’s arms made their way around the tanned boy’s neck, pulling the younger into a deeper kiss. He let out a gasp through the kiss when he felt the younger’s hands slipping inside his shirt on his back. Before the make out session turn into something even hotter, the oven made a ding sound and Jongin made an unsatisfied grunt as Kyungsoo pulled away at an instant. He leaned closer to continue their make out but his boyfriend leaned away with a chuckle.

“You can have more after dinner.” “I am looking forward to that.” “Yes, you are.” Kyungsoo smiled and gave the younger boy one last peck on the lips before getting himself off the other’s limbs and walked over to the oven, grabbing an oven mitt on the way. He could feel the younger staring from behind him as he pulled the oven open and crouch down to check the fluffy, brown cake. “Feel free to jack off there. We’re alone here anyway.” A whine came as a reply and the older boy just laughed it off. The rest of the afternoon was spent coating the cake with the chocolate frosting and cooking more foods for dinner while Jongin helped from time to time, washing the used bowls and utensils.

It was almost midnight when Jongin entered the bedroom after taking a bath. It took him almost twenty minutes to clean up himself after his boyfriend played a prank on him, combing his hair with the remaining chocolate frosting after Kyungsoo’s parents went to bed while he was washing the dishes. It stayed on his hair for almost an hour being so clueless about it until he unconsciously ran his fingers through his hair. Kyungsoo just laughed at him after he found out that his silver hair was coated with chocolate frosting. When he entered the bedroom, he was surprised to see his boyfriend asleep on the bed and there was no mattress laid out on the floor. The mattress didn’t really serve well since he kept sleeping next to his boyfriend, leaving the bed empty. The shorter boy stirred in his sleep when Jongin cuddled him closer but the strong smell of shampoo made his senses get back to him. “It took you too long in the shower.” “You have no idea how much I struggled to take those off my hair.” He received a faint chuckle before Kyungsoo snuggled into his chest, an arm rested around his waist. “It’s almost Christmas.” “I haven’t bought you a gift.” The older boy muttered against his chest. “How am I supposed to buy you a gift secretly when you’re always there waiting for me before my classes ends?” “It’s okay. I’m not asking for one anyway and I haven’t bought you a gift either.” “I don’t really receive gifts on Christmas so it’s fine.” “But we’re spending time together and it’s enough for me. Like what the song says, all I want for Christmas is you.” Jongin almost sang the last part, running his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair. “How can you be so cheesy at times like this?”

“It’s true. I don’t want anything else but you.” Kyungsoo slightly pulled away, his other hand on the younger’s chest and tilted hid head up to look at the other’s face. “Is there any reason beyond that plain statement?” “It depends on you.” The tanned boy smiled down at the boy, licking his lips. “But I’m ready.” The shorter boy sat up and sighed. “I’m going to lay out the mattress.” “Why? We’re perfectly fine here.” Jongin whined, pulling his boyfriend back down next to him, entangling his limbs around the shorter boy. “I’m here to keep you warm.” “I like that.” Kyungsoo muttered, moving closer to his boyfriend for more warmth and comfort. “Let me sleep now.” “Good night, hyung.” “Good night.”

“Merry Christmas, my beautiful hyung!” Kyungsoo woke up at the sudden greeting and he was showered with kisses on his face. He could just chuckle at the unusual wake up call. “Merry Christmas, Jongin.” “Come on, the presents are waiting outside and I can’t wait for the cake.” The younger enthusiastically said, pulling his boyfriend up and dragged him out to the living room where the older couple sat by the couch. “Presents?” He questioned, clearly remembering that they said there were no presents included. Jongin turned and smiled at the older boy. “Okay, I lied. I bought presents for you, eomma and appa. My parents sent you presents too!” His boyfriend looked at him in disbelief. “Eomma and appa bought presents for us too.” “So I’m the only one who didn’t buy anything?” “It’s okay.” He assured and pulled his boyfriend down to the floor next to the small Christmas tree. “Can we open our presents now?” He asked, looking back at his boyfriend’s parents. “Sure, dear. I’ll go and get the cake.” Kyungsoo’s mother answered, getting up from the couch to the kitchen and his husband followed behind her.

“Hyung, this is yours.” Jongin announced, grabbing a large, rectangular box behind the Christmas tree. He pushed the box towards the older boy’s hands that earned him a groan. It was heavier than Kyungsoo thought as he rested the box on his lap. He saw a card attached to it and it shows his name along with Jongin’s with scribbled hearts all over the small piece of paper. “Open it!” The younger sounded more excited than the actual receiver of his gift. “Open it!” He repeated with more excitement. “Why is this so heavy anyway?” He asked, not really expecting an answer and Jongin didn’t give him one. He tore the wrapper on the bottom right corner of the box and pulled it up with excitement on his face which he failed to hide. He pulled the wrapper up and stopped when a familiar logo brand appeared behind the slit he made. It was a logo he had seen from Junmyeon a few times before, a popular logo for laptops. Jongin noticed the smile disappearing from his boyfriend’s lips. “I know what you’re thinking but it’s a Christmas gift from me. Accept it.” “But this is…” “Expensive, I know. But that’s something you really need in school. I really thought of that very well.” Kyungsoo just stared at box silently. “Say something.” “Thank you.” Kyungsoo whispered, turning his head towards the younger boy with teary eyes. “But this is too much.” “It’s not too much.” The younger argued, pressing his lips against the shorter boy’s forehead. “And I’m not trying to get on your side after I fucked up, okay? It’s not like that.” He whispered before giving the older boy a peck on the lips. “I never thought of it that way.” “Good.” He chuckled and rummaged through the boxes again. “Let’s open another one.” “Who wants cake?” Kyungsoo’s mother asked, getting into the living room with the whole cake and the younger’s attention quickly diverted into the said sweet. “After some cake.” He sheepishly smiled at his boyfriend, standing up from the floor, while Kyungsoo just chuckled and placed the box aside.

Even Kkamjong received a gift from his self-proclaimed father, Jongin, and the said cat enjoyed it a lot. The younger boy bought him his own, comfy bed to use which he preferred much than the laundry basket back at the apartment where his owner kept nagging at him not to sleep on the pile of dirty clothes. “Kyungsoo hyung.” Jongin whined as he finished the last piece of cake. “I don’t want to go home.” “Then stay here. I have to get back to my apartment and I still have class tomorrow.” The older boy said, folding the clothes he received as gifts from his and his boyfriend’s parents into a neat pile on the coffee table. “I’ll leave Kkamjong here with you.” “Can’t we just go back there tomorrow morning?” “That would be too early for you. I know you’re not a morning person unless you’re excited about something.” Jongin huffed and gave up. “I’ll be staying in your place tonight then.” Kyungsoo paused and looked up to his boyfriend. “Don’t you always do that?” “I’m just being a little cautious and polite, you know.” “Polite?” “Asking for your permission.” “You’ve been quite weird after the cool off.” Kyungsoo stated, getting back to folding his clothes. “I think you’ve been more thoughtful and… a bit matured?” “Don’t you like it that way?” “I do.” “I’m afraid that I’ll mess up again.” “Is there a reason for you to do that again?” “I hope there’s none.” “I hope so too.” Jongin scooted closer to his boyfriend, leaning his face closer to the older boy’s ear, too close that his lips lightly brushed against the other’s ear. “Hyung.” He whispered, his forehead leaning against the boy’s head. “What do you think of adopting a baby?” Kyungsoo pulled away with shock at the unexpected question. “What?”

The younger meekly smiled, his hand ran along the boy’s back and finally rested it on the older boy’s neck, pulling his boyfriend closer, back to their previous position. “You know, starting a happy family after five or six years from now.” “What are you talking about? We’re not even sure if we’re still together after five years.” “But we’re trying.” “Look, Jongin.” The older boy sighed, resting a hand on the younger’s lap. “It’s been three months since we started dating and it’s too early to talk about starting a family. We’re still in school.” Jongin hummed. “I want a baby boy.” “Fine.” Kyungsoo chuckled at the thought of actually starting a family with his boyfriend. “We’ll have our own basketball team. Team Kim.” “That sounds fun since you prefer using my last name. Does that mean I’m the dominant one here?” Kyungsoo shrugged. “Seems like it. You can’t do household chores but that doesn’t mean you should treat me like a wife.” “I won’t. I promise.” “You’re going to let me top you whenever I want.” “Okay! Deal!”

In the end, they both decided to stay the night over at the Do’s residence so they went out of the house in the middle of the afternoon to go strolling at the park. It was Jongin’s idea. Not so many people were there. Mostly, people spend their Christmas indoors, eating and drinking hot chocolates by the fireplace. Only a few kids played at the park with their guardians sitting by the bench, talking. The couple were staying at the other part of the park where they were alone, sitting on a bench, and drinking a cup of hot chocolate. They were wrapped in thick clothing with their mufflers and mittens, sharing their comfortable silence. Kyungsoo stood up, leaving his half empty cup on the bench and walked over to small mound of snow a few steps away while Jongin was busy watching the kids playing in a distance. The older boy gathered a handful of snow, forming it into a tight ball and without any warning, threw it towards his boyfriend’s covered forehead and laughed at the boy’s startled expression. He laughed even more when the ball of ice fell down Jongin’s cup.

After some time, Jongin recovered from the shock and threw his cup into the garbage bin. He won’t let it pass without getting revenge. He gathered a bigger ball of snow and threw it to the shorter boy which was almost dodged by the other. The older boy fell on his back into the thick layer of snow, a hand on his shoulder where he was hit pretty hard. “That hurts.” He groaned, trying to get himself up immediately but he was tackled back down. “No! Get up!” He screamed when he felt the cold ice seeping through his clothes and into his skin. Jongin didn’t get up and instead, lay on top of his boyfriend. “You started it.” Kyungsoo shook his head and tried to push the younger away but it was no use. “Come on, Jongin!” He whined. “I might get a cold later!” “I’ll keep you warm the whole night then, even if it meant removing clothes and rubbing bodies together.” “I’m not buying that! I have class tomorrow and I can’t miss it!” The younger sighed in defeat and got up before helping his boyfriend to his feet. He brushed the bits of snow off his boyfriend’s clothes before his. “Why can’t you just skip classes for a day?” He muttered and yelped when he suddenly felt a tug behind him. “A day of missing a lesson is a nightmare for me.” Kyungsoo said, sitting on his boyfriend’s stomach. It was when Jongin realized he was lying on the snow and the cold crept up to his skin. “Hyung!” “You don’t have class so it’s okay for you to get cold.” Before he could complain, he was being buried in snow by his own boyfriend. His evil boyfriend.

Chapter 45 The next day didn’t go as planned and Jongin woke up around lunch when he finally noticed he was alone in bed and the sun was already up. He got off the bed to the kitchen and looked for his boyfriend. “He already left, dear. He said you needed rest so he didn’t wake you up.” Kyungsoo’s mother said as she spotted the young boy. “And he brought the cat with him.” He knew they agreed to get up early and go back to the apartment together before the older boy’s first class. If only they didn’t play outside too much yesterday he could have gotten up early, he thought. He can’t believe his boyfriend left him with his future in-laws without a word. “Take a seat, Jongin. You can eat lunch first.” She said, serving the boy with dishes and Jongin just nodded and ate all by himself quietly. After his lunch, he took a bath and packed the laptop he gave to the older which he thought Kyungsoo had forgotten to pack and he called a cab back to the apartment. Kyungsoo’s parents made sure he was clothed properly and gave him some medicines to use just in case one of them catches a cold. He almost forgot that he didn’t have a key to his boyfriend’s apartment when he reached the unit but he still tried to turn the knob, hoping that it was left unlocked and it actually was. He thought Kyungsoo must have considered leaving it unlocked for him to stay in since nothing precious and expensive would be stolen if someone else breaks in, except if the stranger is interested to bring a TV or a refrigerator all by himself, though it doesn’t really belong to the resident but part of the rent. Jongin stepped into the apartment, accidentally kicking the door behind him a little roughly, breaking the stillness of the room. Kkamjong came out from the laundry room and sat by the doorway, watching the tanned boy dropping his belongings into the couch. He glanced up at the wall clock and he still had an hour before his boyfriend’s last class’ dismissal so he thought of taking a nap in the bedroom for a while. Entering the bedroom, he was welcomed by the sight of his boyfriend all wrapped up in a thick blanket, sleeping. A glass of water rested on top of the night table with a stub of capsules next to it. Panic filled his mind and he willingly – though against his will at first – take the blame for getting his boyfriend sick. He should have listened to his boyfriend about how easily the other could get a cold and it was just then he realized why Kyungsoo had been so strict about his winter clothes every time they go out with all the reminders about wearing a scarf and a beanie or anything that could cover his head. “Baekhyun.” He whispered to himself as he grabbed his phone and dialed his friend’s number. Baekhyun was the only friend he could trust with situations like this. After the fourth ring, the call was answered. “I know something’s up because you only call me when you need something.” The diva’s voice said in a bored tone. “Yeah, I think I really need your help.”

“Why?” “Kyungsoo hyung is sick and I’m not sure how to deal with this.” He watched the shorter boy shift in bed slightly. “Make him porridge or a soup.” “You know I can’t cook.” “Me either. Wait, Yeollie can cook. Where are you?” “In hyung’s apartment.” “Give us half an hour and we’ll be right over.” “Oh god, thanks! And bring a portable DVD player!” He ended the call when he didn’t receive a response from the other line and walked over to the bed, pulling the covers up to the older boy’s chest before pressing the back of his hand against the boy’s warm forehead. Kyungsoo woke up at the sudden skin contact and opened his eyes lazily to a worried Jongin hovering over him. “Jongin.” He managed to say softly and smile. “Water.” Jongin helped the sick boy to sit on the bed, back leaning against the headboard and too the glass of water from the night table. He moved the glass closer to the boy’s lips and let him drink half of the amount. “How are you feeling?” He asked, placing the glass back on the night table and wiped the older boy’s lips with his thumb. “Cold.” Kyungsoo’s voice was hoarse and he looked like he was in pain while he said the word. The younger boy assumed that his boyfriend’s throat hurts. “Did you skip classes?” The other shook his head. “The professor wasn’t around so I just… went back here.” He sobbed and smiled but the younger boy was still frowning. “I’m sorry.” He pulled his boyfriend into a hug as he sat down on the edge of the bed. The older boy let himself be warmed up into the embrace. “For what?” “For making you sick.” “Yeah, it’s your fault.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “And there will be no kisses for a while.” “Why not? I can bear to have a cold with you.” “Idiot.” “I know.” He pulled away and kissed the older boy’s forehead. “Take plenty of rest, okay?”

Kyungsoo just nodded and went back to sleep, letting the medicine’s drowsy effect get over him. While Jongin waited for Baekhyun and Chanyeol, he roamed around the unit to see if there was something he could do like cleaning dishes or washing the laundry but the whole place was clean and neat so he just decided to give Kkamjong a nice, warm bath. Baekhyun and Chanyeol arrived in less than an hour and the taller proceeded to make a soup for Kyungsoo while Baekhyun took his time to nag at his son, Jongin about getting his boyfriend cold and how he should know the basics of taking care of someone who is sick. “Okay, calm down and lower your voice. Kyungsoo hyung is sleeping.” Jongin groaned, leaning against the backrest of the couch. “But am I clear about how you should check his temperature from time to time?” “Yes.” “Good. After Yeollie is done with the cooking, we’ll go ahead.” “You’re leaving?” “Duh.” Baekhyun scoffed. “We can’t stay here forever and besides, we have to be somewhere in an hour. Just take note of what I told you and in case it gets out of hand, bring him to the hospital.” “I got it.”

Kyungsoo woke up when his boyfriend nudged him gently and told him to have the soup Chanyeol cooked for him. Jongin realized it was harder than he thought. He made sure to blow on the soup before feeding it to his boyfriend and sometimes spilling it on the blanket but Kyungsoo didn’t mind. He wrote on a notepad the time scheduled for his boyfriend to take a medicine and prepared a warm bath for the other but Kyungsoo was being a brat, not liking the idea of getting off the bed. The tanned boy was left with no choice but to boil water and pour it on a basin with tap water and use a towel to clean up his boyfriend. He never expected his boyfriend to be all lazy and bratty when he’s sick. Kyungsoo would demand him to do this and that and when he didn’t want to grant it, his boyfriend would throw tantrums at him. It was worse when Kyungsoo wanted to drink fresh milk and he had to go down the street just to buy it because his boyfriend wouldn’t stop whining about feeling unloved and when he came back, Kyungsoo asked him to buy him other foods like sandwiches, cookies, chips and even different colored glow sticks. He didn’t really mind since every time he arrives back in the bedroom with the things he bought, Kyungsoo would be beaming at him and excitedly dig through the plastic bag like a kid receiving a

Christmas present. He also bought DVDs along the way and cuddles his boyfriend in bed as they watched the movie using Baekhyun’s portable DVD player. They were watching a comedy movie while Kyungsoo ate everything Jongin bought him though he couldn’t really taste the food that much. He would giggle from time to time when something funny appears on the screen until he fell asleep.

Not knowing that he fell asleep as well, Jongin woke up and found the portable player off, probably ran out of battery, and his boyfriend’s head leaning against his chest. He carefully laid down his boyfriend comfortably and cleaned up the mess of food in the bed. He checked the notepad for the schedule and he needed to wake his boyfriend up to take the medicine. Though he didn’t really want to disturb the other’s sleep, he still managed to make Kyungsoo take the medicine and put him back to sleep before slipping under the covers next to his boyfriend, cuddling the shorter boy closer to him. Morning came and he shot up, fully awake within a couple of seconds when he realized he was alone in bed but he relaxed a bit when heard some noise from the kitchen. He walked out of the bedroom and found his boyfriend making French toast. “Are you okay now?” He asked and Kyungsoo looked back at him with a nod. He chuckled when he saw the other wearing a face mask. “Why are you wearing that?” Kyungsoo grabbed a plate and placed the toasts on it before speaking. “I’m afraid I might sneeze without warning so it’s better to be safe.” Jongin sat on a chair and watched the shorter boy placing the plate on the table. The older boy horizontally sat on the younger’s lap and sobbed. “I don’t know it that would taste good.” He referred to the toast and snuggled towards the younger’s chest, looking for comfort. “I can barely smell and taste anything.” He whimpered and Jongin wrapped his arms around the boy’s waist. “You’re a good cook. I believe it would still taste good.” Kyungsoo grabbed a piece and fed it to the younger boy, waiting for a comment on how bad it would taste. “Better than I expected.” Jongin said, not lying about it and took another bite. “You could start a restaurant. That spaghetti you served me on my first night here was really good.” “Kimchi spaghetti?” “Yeah, that.” “Did you really like it?”

Jongin nodded, kissing the older boy’s lips through the fabric. “I loved it.” Kyungsoo chuckled, happy to know that Jongin appreciated even the small things he do. “About last night, sorry for being so demanding.” “It’s okay. I think you made me realize how you felt when I whine a lot.” “Did I whine a lot?” “Not really but you kept telling me things like I don’t care about you and how unloved you felt when I didn’t want to go out to buy your milk.” “I don’t know why I get so bratty when I’m sick. I think it’s my way of making myself feel better in spite of the physical discomfort. I remember that one time when I was in first grade when I had a fever and I cried a lot in the street because eomma won’t buy me a candy then she told me that if I don’t keep quiet she would sell me to a magician and make me disappear forever.” Jongin couldn’t stop laughing and when he got over it, he breathed deeply. “That was so cute of you, hyung.” “But you spoiled me last night.” “Because I don’t want my baby to be sad.” He cooed, earning a playful slap on the shoulder. “Honestly, I was trying to prove you wrong about how unloved you felt last night.” “That’s sweet. I should get sick more often.” “Fine with me but I know you can’t miss school.” “Right. Finish your breakfast. I’m going to take a bath.” He said, standing up and headed to the bathroom. While waiting, Jongin made sure to feed Kkamjong and chose warm clothes for his boyfriend to change into after taking a bath. “Why are you still wearing a mask?” He asked when he was finished taking his own bath, finding his boyfriend watching TV. “So you won’t be able to kiss me and get a cold too.” He laughed and paused. “I just stuck my tongue out at you, by the way.” “Of course, how could I see it?” He jumped into the couch next to his boyfriend, leaning his head into the boy’s lap. “Do you like my hair?” He looked up to Kyungsoo who looked down on him, fingers running through his silver hair. “I must say, Mr. Kim have a good sense for hairstyling. It looks… good… no, hot on you.” He coughed a bit and laughed. “But are you going to dye your hair back to black when school starts again?”

“Maybe.” “I’m going to miss this hair. It reminds me snow so maybe next year you should bleach your hair again for winter.” Jongin just smiled and there was a long silence between them until he noticed the sadness in the older boy’s eyes. “What are you thinking?” Kyungsoo looked away to the TV screen and muttered, “Nothing.” The younger boy couldn’t think of any idea what crossed the other’s mind that caused the sudden gloom in the eyes. He wanted to find out about it because it bothers him too so he turned to his side and searched for the remote control with his eyes. Grabbing it from the coffee table, he turned the TV off and Kyungsoo looked down on him with a questioning look. “Tell me.” “You’re going to college next year and I’m sure you’ll be staying abroad to study.” Kyungsoo plainly said but the younger boy noticed a hint of sadness in his tone. His eyes started to sting and tears started to form and he was quick enough to wipe them with his sleeves. “There will be no Christmas for us next year.” He sobbed. Jongin couldn’t find anything to say because his boyfriend was right. They will be busy with their own studies and it made him worry about their relationship. A long distance relationship will be hard for them compared to those who just met online and dated online. Jongin didn’t want to think they would end up being distant to each other or one of them might start cheating on the other and break up. Kyungsoo didn’t want that either. “I already have gotten used to see you almost every day.” The older boy muttered, still wiping the never ending tears that kept forming in his eyes. “Me too, hyung.” Jongin said, pulling his boyfriend’s hands away to look at the boy’s crying face. “But it’s worth a try, right? We promised to have a basketball team, remember? That’s five years from now.” Kyungsoo whined and stubbornly pulled back his hand rub his eyes away from tears. “What about our first anniversary?” “We can celebrate it online? I’ll call you or send you a message every day.” He sighed and covered the younger’s face against his palms. “Forget it. I don’t want to stress about that for now.” “YOU STARTED IT!” Jongin muffled loudly. “If you didn’t ask about your hair, I wouldn’t be thinking of that. You’re the one who started it!” “FINE!”

He pulled his hands away and sighed. “I want to go out and have coffee downstairs.” “It’s Saturday. It’s crowded down there.” “But I want to go out. You love me, right? You’ll do everything for me.” Not wanting to lead it to another hour of whining Kyungsoo, Jongin sat up immediately and nodded. “Okay. I’m doing this because I love you.” He pouted and the older boy leaned towards him and kissed his lips through the mask. Though not satisfied, it was better than no kiss at all. “Dress up properly.” When they dressed up in coats, scarves, winter caps and mittens, Kyungsoo surprised his boyfriend by jumping on his back and Jongin was fast to realize it and secured his hands on the boy’s legs. “You’re heavy.” The tanned boy commented. “Get off.” He demanded but didn’t let go of the boy’s legs and he only received a tight, choking grip on his neck. “Fine!” “My legs are too weak to walk a long distance.” “We’re just going at the café on the next building.” “You love me, ri—?” “Yes, I love you. Very much.” He chuckled and headed out the door. He was going to spoil his boyfriend while he can.

Chapter 46 The two cuddled with their backs against the headboard in bed that night with Jongin doing most of the talking because his boyfriend was having a sore throat and he told random stories while Kyungsoo just listened. The room was dark and Kyungsoo was quietly playing with the glow sticks that the younger boy bought him the night before. “Do you remember that first day we met?” Jongin asked and watched his boyfriend’s hands stop moving and looked at him. “The one at the café when I spilled the coffee on you?” Kyungsoo asked softly. He had taken his mask off already. He chuckled and took his time admiring the shorter boy’s face that glowed with the colored sticks before shaking his head. “The official meeting when you started working as my driver.” “Ah, that.” The older boy turned back to his glow sticks. “This may sound cheesy to you but I honestly thought everything around me brightened up the moment I saw you. I thought you had the most adorable smile.” He said, eyes still focused on the other’s face. “Was it like I’m on some anime with matching flowers and sparkling background?” “In anime, that would make more sense.” “Well, that time, I never really had any idea how you looked like. I didn’t even notice we have met before.” Kyungsoo turned to him with innocent eyes. “But I won’t lie. You looked really handsome and I thought you already had a girlfriend. I didn’t give you that compliment because you might be freaked out when you find out I’m gay.” “I never knew I’m gay, though I kept denying it, until we bumped into Hyunsik.” “Why?” “I guess I got jealous?” Kyungsoo broke into a smile and he could have probably kissed they younger boy if he wasn’t sick. As if reading his mind, Jongin planted a kiss on his forehead and smiled back at him. “To be honest, I’m still not sure why I liked you and agreed to be your boyfriend. I believe it was because I met someone new and you were so nice to me. I was worried because you’re two years younger than me and I was afraid of what people would think of me.” “Are you still worried?” “I don’t give a fuck.” He muttered and the younger chuckled. “Really. I learned to ignore people.” He snuggled closer to his boyfriend and sniffled. “Jongin, water.”

The younger silently grabbed the bottle of water from the night table and took the cap off before handing it to the older boy. “How are you feeling?” “Much better than yesterday.” Kyungsoo said before drinking. He returned the bottle to the younger which Jongin placed back on the night table after returning the cap. “Aren’t you sleepy yet?” “No. Tell me another story.” “I ran out of stories to tell you. How about we watch a movie instead?” “Okay.” Jongin immediately let his boyfriend choose a movie he bought and the other picked out a detective story. He turned the portable player on and rested it on his lap, on top of a pillow and cuddled his boyfriend who was still playing with the glow sticks. They barely reached a quarter of the movie when he noticed the glow sticks on the older boy’s hands rolled to the side. Kyungsoo was asleep already. He quickly turned the player off, placed it on the night table and shifted to a comfortable position with the other and cuddled to sleep.

Jongin’s phone vibrating loudly on the night table woke him up and he opened his eyes to the other side of the bed, empty. He reached out to his phone and answered the call without looking at the caller’s I.D. “Hi, sweetie!” His mother’s voice echoed through the phone and he lazily rolled to the other side of the mattress. “What do you want?” He sounded uninterested. “Your father and I just got back home and we want to see Kyungsoo today. Can you bring him over?” His ears perked up at the mention of his boyfriend’s name and he quickly sat up in bed. “Why?” “We just want to talk to him in private but don’t worry, Jongin, we won’t fire him if that’s what you’re thinking.” “Why does it have to be private?”

“Because we have to. I’ll see both of you later, okay?” “Fine.” He muttered and ended the call immediately, noticing the sound of flowing water from the bathroom. He lay back in bed and waited for his boyfriend to come out from the other room. He started to think of the possible things that his parents would like to talk about with his boyfriend but nothing made sense in his mind. Future wedding. He dreamily smiled at the thought but he knew it was too far from it. “What are you thinking?” Kyungsoo’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. The older boy sat next to him in bed, hovering over him with a damp towel hanging around the neck. “Our wedding.” He meekly smiled. “You’re daydreaming again.” He chuckled and shook his head. “My parents want to talk to you so I’ll bring you over to my place. I just hope there’s nothing I should be worried about like the last time.” “Why do they want to talk to me?” “I don’t know.” He pulled his boyfriend down by the shoulders and hugged him tightly, the older boy’s wet hair brushing against his face. “I miss your kisses.” Kyungsoo straddled the younger’s waist, cupping Jongin’s face with both hands before leaning down and planting a peck on the other’s slightly pouting lips. “I miss yours too but that’s all I can give you for now. Maybe tomorrow we could have more than that.” He smiled and pecked the other’s lips a few more times. “I can deal with that.” “So, get up now. I’ll prepare breakfast and you take a bath.”

Jongin sat by the single couch outside his father’s office while he waited for his boyfriend to come out. Fifteen minutes passed and he was still staring at the door, not hiding the fact that he was worried. His foot tapping the floor impatiently and he kept glancing at his watch. The sound of the doorknob unlocking made him get into his feet immediately and all his worries faded when he saw the older boy smiling. “What did you talk about?” He reached out his arm and wrapped it around the older boy’s waist and started walking towards the younger’s room.

“Just things, mainly about you and I also took time to thank them for the presents.” “What is it about me?” “They told me they find you weird already.” Kyungsoo laughed as they entered the bedroom. “They see you do weird things all by yourself. I don’t know what they meant by that but I just hope it’s not something erotic.” “I’m not playing with myself!” The younger defended as he closed the door behind them. “You let me play with you.” The doe eyed boy ran towards the bed and threw himself into it with his back against the fluffy mattress. Jongin followed and lay next to him, kicking their shoes off and rolling into the center of the huge bed. The tanned boy lay on his back and Kyungsoo on his side, the shorter boy’s head on his chest one arm around his torso. “They offered me a scholarship outside.” The older boy added. “In the same university you’ll be attending next year.” Jongin noted of the older boy’s tone that sounded like the other wasn’t happy about it. But wouldn’t it be nice if they stay in the same university? “What’s wrong about it?” He asked, feeling Kyungsoo’s fingers drawing circles on his chest. “I can’t leave my parents. I’m afraid something might happen to them and I’m not around.” He knew he can’t do anything about it so he just hummed. He can’t force his boyfriend to be with him outside the country just for the sake of their relationship and they both knew they have their own priorities that they need to respect. “I don’t want to end up being alone either.” Kyungsoo muttered. “What if you find someone who you think is much better than me? I know I’m not the best person in this world. If that happens, just tell me. I don’t want to keep hoping for nothing.” Jongin couldn’t argue. Things happen even if they don’t plan it. Not everything in this imperfect world goes the way people wanted it to be and Jongin is very aware of it. But at least I have to try. “Let’s promise that we’ll both do our best to keep this relationship. It means that we will try to fix the problems we will encounter. Let’s both be honest, open and loyal.” He raised his hand and stuck his pinky finger out. “Pinky promise?” Kyungsoo chuckled and wrapped his pinky finger around the younger boy’s with his other hand. “Pinky promise.” There was silence for a while after they pulled their fingers apart and the doe eyed boy tilted his head to meet his eyes with his boyfriend’s. “I like this side of yours. You’re not like the whiny, dependent brat that I know but you’re thinking maturely. But I still like the baby Jongin more.” “I had fun with the whiny brat Do Kyungsoo too.”

The next day, while Kyungsoo had his regular class, Jongin found himself dragged into a familiar accessory shop. He just dropped off his boyfriend in school and Baekhyun popped out of nowhere and dragged him inside the car that pulled off in front of the shop where he bought the personalized bracelet he gave to his boyfriend. “What are we doing here?” He asked as they entered the shop and a familiar woman greeted them. She was the one who suggested Jongin the bracelet months ago. Baekhyun showed his hand towards the younger boy in a diva-ish manner. “Look at what my Yeollie gave me, bitch!” The tanned boy noticed the silver band around the diva’s ring finger. “That’s nice. Did he propose to you?” “Nope.” Baekhyun shook his head and started looking through the glass display. “He gave me this and called it a promise ring. He gave me a lot of promises and he’s just a cute sweetie.” He snapped his head towards the taller boy. “So I think you should give one to Kyungie.” “That seems like a really good idea since we’ve been talking about separating lately.” “WHAT?!” Jongin flinched at the sudden reaction and laughed. “It’s not like that. What I meant was that, you know, we’ll be entering college next year and my parents actually offered him a scholarship in the same university but he didn’t accept it.” “Oh.” The diva meekly smiled. “He’s family oriented.” “How did you know?” “It’s obvious, kiddo. People like Kyungie prioritize their family first and then studies and then relationships. Like me.” He sighed and suddenly thought of his own situation. “Yeollie and I used to argue about it because I would be staying here and oh god, I’m attending Kyungie’s school and with the same major! But anyway, Yeolli would be in Tokyo. He still learned to accept it.” “That’s good since I can trust you with my boyfriend.” “Of course! Kyungie and I will be famous composers and singers someday! Anyway, let’s get back to the rings!”

“How do I do it?” Jongin asked, hesitating to get out of the car. Baekhyun groaned and rolled his eyes. “I won’t believe you if you’ll tell me you never made a promise to Kyungie.” “I did.” “Just say your promises and slip that ring in his finger. It’s easy as that but if you prefer something more romantic, take him to dinner and do it there.” “Isn’t that like a proposal already?” “It doesn’t really matter where you are. You can make promises anywhere and anytime.” The diva taped his beloved son’s back and asked him to go out. “Go out now.” Jongin leaned back and sighed. “What if he won’t accept it?” “You’re not proposing, dumbass! You’re making a promise! There’s nothing for him to reject! Oh, wait, is that Sungyeol?” Baekhyun’s eyes focused into the crowd inside the university’s gate and Jongin’s attention followed his. Sungyeol was talking, showing the doe eyed boy something that was on a magazine and Kyungsoo was laughing at the sight. “Ah, that. They’re getting along well.” Jongin muttered. “How long have they been that close?” “Around after that biggest mistake of my life.” “Aren’t you jealous?” “I am but Kyungsoo hyung there’s nothing to worry about. Well, he loves me.” He snickered. “Aw, my baby is so mature now!” The diva cooed. “I could kiss you right now.” “Ew! Excuse me!” The tanned boy flinched away and got out of the car. “Thanks, by the way!” He closed the car’s door while the other was in the middle of saying something. He waved through the tinted glass and he could imagine his friend cursing at how disrespectful he was. The car started to drive away and just as when he was about to turn around, a pair of arms was wrapped around his. “You’re late.” Kyungsoo stated, tightening his grip around his boyfriend’s arm. “Where did you go?” “Baekhyun dragged me somewhere.”

“Oh, so that was his car just now?” “Yes.” Kyungsoo just stared at the younger until Jongin spoke up. “Is anything on my face?” “No.” “Then why are you staring at me?” “Can’t I stare at my boyfriend?” “It’s just weird, hyung.” The older boy huffed and they started walking back to the apartment in silence and Jongin noticed the other’s grip on his arm getting tighter in every five minutes. When they got into the unit, Jongin barely finished removing his shoes off when he was pushed back against the door and the next think he knew was his boyfriend roughly kissing him. He didn’t even have the chance to breathe and he was already being stripped off his coat. He grabbed his boyfriend’s wrists and Kyungsoo pulled away with a curious look on his face. “Wait.” He said breathlessly and tried to gather his breath before pecking his boyfriend’s lips. “There’s something I want to give you first.” He dug his hand into his coat’s inside pocket and took out the silver band he bought and when the older boy caught sight of it, his hand was stopped abruptly. “If you’re proposing to me, I will not accept that.” Kyungsoo sternly said, eyes looking straight at his boyfriend’s. “Why not?” “That’s ridiculous, Jongin. We’re barely twenty and we just got past our third month together.” “But you’re not going to reject me if I do it years later, right?” “If we’re still together, why would I reject you?” Jongin beamed innocently, caressing the shorter boy’s cheek with his other hand. “Relax, hyung. I’m not proposing and if I am proposing, I would have brought you somewhere beautiful and expensive.” The doe eyes darted down into the ring that the younger boy was holding. “Then what’s that?”

“A promise ring. Baekhyun told me about this earlier because Chanyeol gave him one so I am giving you one too. “Huh? I never heard of a promise ring.” He said, looking up at the tanned boy who was sweetly smiling down at him. “What is it all about?” “Making a promise that I know I could fulfill even if years pass by.” Jongin took the older boy’s hand, opening his palm and placed the ring on it. “Take a look.” Kyungsoo could see the engraved letters in the inner part of the ring and as he took a closer look with his other hand holding it around, it read to always go back to you. His eyes almost tear up, setting aside the idea of it as cheesy because it was one of the things he loved about the younger boy. “Can I just marry you right now?” He softly said and his voice almost cracked as he stopped his tears from falling. “I’ll marry you now if we could.” The older boy jumped excitedly and returned the ring back to the tanned boy. “Slip it in!” He offered his left hand towards the other and Jongin slipped the ring in his ring finger. “Wow, it fits!” Jongin couldn’t help but chuckle at his boyfriend’s bright mood that reminded him of the time they went to the amusement park. “I was worried it won’t fit.” “I still have nine fingers to try if it didn’t fit here.” He pointed at his left ring finger and looked up at the taller boy, his expression suddenly changed. “Should we get back where we stopped?” Before the tanned boy could ask what the other meant, Kyungsoo already attacked his lips and all he could do was return it before stripping off their clothes.

Chapter 47 Kyungsoo sat on one of the bar stools in the kitchen with a glass of red wine in his hand. His fingers fidgeting as he looked around among the crowd for his boyfriend who went to the bathroom for a while and it had been more than five minutes since the taller boy left. They were at Chanyeol’s house for the New Year’s Eve party and it was more crowded than the doe eyed boy had imagined. He doesn’t know why but he preferred to be home, or at least in his apartment, instead of attending a big party. It could be because he isn’t a party person or because of his experience with Sungyeol. But anyway, he wanted to stay somewhere peaceful and spend time alone with his boyfriend and he thought they could be in bed, having sex at the moment, if it wasn’t for the party. “Hi, Kyungie.” Luhan sat on the stool next to him with his own glass of wine. “Sehun and Kai are talking with Baekhyun right now and they don’t want me to join them. It must be a secret.” He flashed a smile and took a sip from his wine glass. “You don’t really seem like you’re enjoying.” The boy sheepishly smiled and slightly shook his head and turned to the Chinese boy. “It’s not like that but it’s just my first time attending a New Year’s Eve party. I often spend it with my parents or sometimes alone in my apartment.” “Did Kai force you to come here?” “No but the crowd…” He trailed off. “…I just want to rest.” “You can use one of the guest rooms upstairs. I’m sure Chanyeol wouldn’t mind.” Luhan placed his glass on the counter along with the other boy’s glass and led Kyungsoo upstairs to one of the empty rooms at the end of the hallway. Meanwhile, Jongin shared his observations for the past few days about his boyfriend being unusually clingy. They had been having sex since that afternoon at least two rounds every night and he was worried that there must be something bothering his boyfriend. The older boy was never the type to ask for sex and Jongin found it weird that the shorter boy would pull him back in bed for another round. Ever since they opened the topic of his college abroad, Kyungsoo had been acting a little different. “He sounds insecure with everything.” The tanned boy stated. “I’ll be insecure too if I’m in Kyungie’s shoes.” Baekhyun said and looked around, making sure his boyfriend isn’t in sight. “To be honest, I am too. I always think Chanyeol’s going to meet someone better than me and cheat on me even if he kept telling me he would never do it.” Sehun nodded in agreement. “I think Luhan’s also feeling the same way and I won’t deny it, I am insecure too.” The tanned boy sighed and was about to say something but his attention shifted to the two boys walking up the stairs.

“Where are they going?” Sehun asked after spotting his boyfriend and Kyungsoo in the middle of the staircase. “I think you go with them.” Baekhyun told the taller boys before walking away to find his boyfriend. Sehun and Jongin immediately followed their boyfriends upstairs and the tanned boy managed to catch up before the two shorter boys could enter a room at the end of the hallway where it was much quieter and away from the noisy crowd. “Wait, what’s wrong?” Luhan looked up and let the taller boy take Kyungsoo. “I think Kyungie’s not feeling very well.” He looked back when he heard another set of footsteps coming their way and smiled when he saw his boyfriend. He looked up at Jongin again nodded. “Take care of Kyungie for me.” He said before meeting his boyfriend halfway and both of them went back downstairs. “Are you okay?” Jongin asked as he opened the door to the empty, dark bedroom and reached out for the switch somewhere in the wall. “I just need to rest.” Kyungsoo said softly, pulling his boyfriend’s hand away from the wall before the younger could even find the switch and closed the door behind them. He went over to the bed, sitting on the edge and kicked his shoes off before finding warmth under the comforters. The taller boy just watched the silhouette move and settle down under the covers before crossing the distance to the bed, almost tripping on the older boy’s shoes. He kicked off his shoes and slipped inside the covers and Kyungsoo immediately turned to him, their lips meeting for a kiss that the older boy initiated. Jongin thought his boyfriend was drunk or at least tipsy but he didn’t taste anything with alcohol, not even the red wine he gave the other. He tried to pull away but the other kept leaning towards him so he had no choice but gently push the older boy away. “What’s wrong with you?” He barely made out his boyfriend’s face but he could see the doe eyes reflecting light. “There’s nothing wrong.” “Of course, there is. You’ve been acting weird these days. We never had sex as often as we did lately and you’re always the one asking for it.” Kyungsoo didn’t respond and turned to the other side with a sob. “If it’s about me leaving you here –.” “I love you, okay?” He sobbed. “That’s just the only way I could show you how much I do.” Jongin couldn’t think of anything to say and just stare at the faintly lit window and search for the words to comfort his boyfriend.

“You gave me things I never asked for and I just want to return the favor. I know you like sex a lot and that’s the only thing I can do to repay you because I am not rich like you. I can’t afford to by silver rings or bracelets and laptops and expensive clothes to give you.” No, it never crossed the younger boy’s mind that his boyfriend would think of it that way. The fact that Kyungsoo was behaving weirdly lately because of him sent him mixed emotions of worry, hurt and guilt. He’s a changed guy now, isn’t he? He doesn’t like sex as much as he did but it didn’t mean he doesn’t like doing it with his boyfriend. His past was haunting him and his boyfriend. “I’m not forced to do this, Jongin, but that’s the only way I could think to keep you for myself… for now because I’m not really confident that I can still have you after you leave.” Jongin scooted closer to his boyfriend, his arm wrapped around the older boy’s waist and pulled the other closer until his chest was against Kyungsoo’s back. “I trust you that you’ll never give anyone else the interest that you have for me and I need you to trust me that I’ll do the same for you.” “We can’t tell the future, Jongin.” “I don’t know if this would make you feel better but Sehun and I would be in the same university and probably, we’ll find an apartment we could share together. He’s there to make sure I don’t fool around.” “That’s good then but what if both of you ended fooling around?” “Just trust me, okay? I can’t blame you if you don’t trust me as much as you did before I messed up but I’m really serious this time. I have seven months to prove that to you.” Kyungsoo hummed softly and kept quiet while the younger boy silently enjoyed his boyfriend’s scent, nuzzling his nose into the older boy’s nape. “When is your birthday, Jongin?” “Fourteenth of January.” Jongin answered. “That’s surprisingly amusing for me.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “And why is that?” “Mine’s on the twelfth.” “Oh?” Jongin pulled away and forced his boyfriend to face him though they won’t see each other’s faces clearly. “I thought you were born somewhere in July or August.” “And I thought yours is some when in December but I just realized it’s almost January and I thought I missed your birthday unknowingly.” “Let’s celebrate on the thirteenth then!” “Why on the thirteenth?”

“It’s our birthday, between our birthdays.” “No parties, please.” “We’ll just invite our friends like when we had a sleepover at home.” “That would be fine.” Kyungsoo smiled though he wasn’t sure if his boyfriend could see it. “I could have missed your birthday if I didn’t ask.” “Me too.” Jongin leaned closer to kiss his boyfriend’s lips but the older boy snorted when his lips ended on the boy’s nose. “It’s dark, you know.” He defended. “I know.” “Should we join the others for the countdown?” He offered when the thought of spending the New Year with his boyfriend crossed his mind. “I won’t force you to drink anything. We’ll just go downstairs and greet our friends.” “Okay.”

“Happy birthday to my lovely hyung!” Jongin greeted as he saw his boyfriend approaching him on one of the benches outside the building with a grin. He didn’t buy any gift because that was what Kyungsoo asked him to do. The older boy told him that he gave enough and that the older boy doesn’t want anything more. Jongin respected it. Almost two weeks passed by and both have cleared things out about them and they haven’t had sex since the New Year’s celebration. Both of them were comfortable about it but it didn’t stop Kyungsoo from being clingy sometimes. He would literally cling into his boyfriend like he was the most precious possession he had and he was afraid to let go. Jongin didn’t mind because he liked it that way. He liked the feeling that his boyfriend was being selfish when it comes to him and he felt like he was the only one that existed in Kyungsoo’s eyes. Their public display of affection wasn’t as much as other people do and it was like their usual holding hands and secret pecks or kisses. Kyungsoo thinks that making out in public was disgusting and Jongin agreed but it’s not like Jongin never did it but past is past for them. “Thank you, Jongin.” Kyungsoo smiled and gave his boyfriend a quick hug and a hidden kiss on the neck. “Can we go over to Jinki hyung’s café?” He asked as he pulled back. “Sure. It’s your day so it’s up to you.” The younger stated, holding the older boy’s hand and both started walking away.”

“Is that so? I’m going to top you tonight then.” Jongin knew that his boyfriend didn’t mean it because they had an agreement that they would only have sex if two parties would like to do it willingly and if possible, avoid doing it on a weekday or any day that has a class to attend the following day. He remembered he almost laughed when his boyfriend shared how bothersome it was to attend a class with a sore body. Unlike Jongin who’s used to body pain because of his dance practices, Kyungsoo barely had exercise and would feel sore easily when he does things that are not in his daily activities. Sex isn’t one of their daily activities. He smiled and pinched his boyfriend’s nose. “It’s perfectly fine with me.” Kyungsoo chuckled and playfully slapped the taller boy’s hand away. “Anyway, are your friends free tomorrow night?” “Yeah, they said they’ll come over.” “Minseok and Junmyeon aren’t sure if they could come over. They said they have projects to do but they’ll try.” “Let’s just hope they could come.” The shorter boy nodded. “Ah, your mother called me during lunch and asked if I’m sure that I won’t accept the scholarship.” Jongin noticed the other’s expression turning into a frown. “It’s okay, hyung. My parents really like you and maybe they just want to help you.” “I’m fine here, Jongin. Besides, I have started here and I want to finish it here. Some of the courses may not be credited when I transfer school and I’ll be taking up other courses if I do. It’s just like I went back to be a freshman. It’s just two more years anyway.” “I still have four years, or maybe five if I would take up level seven.” “I’ll work hard so that I could visit you there someday.” “That would be nice. I’ll look forward to that.” “You should.” The rest of their walk was quiet but they still enjoyed it. When they reached the café, Taemin started acting like crazy, saying that he had so many things to tell Jongin. Only Jongin. Kyungsoo didn’t mind and went to Jinki’s office and had a chat because it had been a while since he gave them a visit.

“So, how is everything going with Jongin?” Jinki asked, handing the doe eyed boy a cup of hot coffee. He sat back on his swivel chair behind the desk and noticed the blush creeping into the younger’s face. “We’re fine. Everything’s good – better, actually. Maybe that incident really made us learn our lessons. I just noticed Jongin being serious when he had to not like before when he doesn’t sound so serious but he’s still whiny and bratty at times.” “Is he still stubborn?” “Not really. He listens to me when I try to disapprove his ideas but when he thinks he’s right I give my choice a second thought.” “He’s really changing.” “I’m proud of him, really.” “You should be proud of yourself too, Kyungsoo. He wouldn’t change if it’s not because of you. He’s really head over heels for you.” Kyungsoo meekly smiled. “About that…” Before he could continue, Jinki waved his hand to stop him from continuing. “I know what you’re going to say.” The boy nodded. “You are not alone in that situation, Kyungsoo. Look at Minho. He’s actually worse than you are but I’m not saying you’re bad, okay? He looks cold on the outside but Taemin always tells me that he knows that Minho loves him back. It’s just that Minho isn’t good at showing it but here you are, trying to show Jongin how you feel. Have you ever heard Jongin complain that you don’t love him?” Kyungsoo shook his head and bit his bottom lip. “Taemin and Jongin are in the same situation and there are other more of them but you are lucky that Jongin trusts you. He believes that you love him just like how Taemin always defends Minho when people comment that Minho’s a cold person who never cared for anyone.” “But what if Jongin just doesn’t want to tell me that… he feels like I don’t love him?” “Did you talk to him about that?” “Yes and he didn’t really say anything but he just told me he trusts me.” “So?” “I don’t know. I don’t think it’s enough for me not to do anything.”

Jinki smiled to brighten up the younger’s mood. “For some people, the presence of someone they love is enough.” Kyungsoo suddenly broke into a smile, hearing a familiar statement. “I think he once told me that.”

“Are you serious?” Taemin deadpanned. “You, Kim Jongin, said no to sex?” “Is it that hard to believe?” Jongin chuckled. The blonde scoffed and threw the towel aside. “Before, you’re all aggressive and you kept planning how to seduce Kyungsoo hyung and now you’re rejecting it?” “It’s not like that. We had an agreement. Something happened and we had to clear things out so we ended with an agreement.” “Oh.” Taemin nodded. “You’re growing into a better guy now, huh?” “I don’t want to lose Kyungsoo hyung. I messed up once and it was enough. I don’t want it to happen again.” “You learned!” He clapped his hands, earning a groan from the tanned boy. “You had a lucky catch! Someone like Kyungsoo hyung is hard to find.” “I know and I’m keeping him.” “Unbelievable.” Taemin muttered. “I still can’t believe you used to be this cold, bratty and badtempered person I met.” “People change in the name of love.” Jongin sighed dreamily. The blonde snorted. “That’s cheesy.”

Chapter 48 Kyungsoo’s excitement faded as soon as he turned the corner, spotting his boyfriend talking with a familiar girl. As he slowly made his way towards the subjects, he managed to remember who she was and it turned out that she was one of the freshmen representatives whom most students liked and adored. Seeing his boyfriend talking to her casually made his confidence drop on the floor almost immediately. It’s one of the problems he hated about himself and he wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. He knew he trusts Jongin but it’s in himself that he can’t avoid being so insecure over small things especially when a girl is involved. Girls became a part of the younger’s lifestyle and Kyungsoo knew he can’t do anything much to change it. The two kept on talking that even Jongin didn’t notice his boyfriend approaching them until Kyungsoo finally stopped in front of them. They both looked up immediately and the girl’s smile faltered while Jongin’s turned to a sweet smile from a casual one. Kyungsoo managed to smile at the girl but the look in his eyes didn’t lie that he doesn’t like what he was seeing. “Well, I have to go now.” Jongin said, glancing at the girl as he stood up and fixed his coat. “Maybe we could keep in touch?” The girl asked, pulling out her phone. “He can’t.” Kyungsoo answered quickly, his eyes never leaving the girl’s confused ones. When she was about to say something, the shorter boy interrupted him again, earning a proud smile from his boyfriend. “I don’t share my boyfriend.” The younger’s arm possessively wrapped around the shorter boy’s waist and gave the girl a guilty smile. “I’m gay, by the way.” The girl was left dumfounded and her cheeks heated up in embarrassment as she earned a few stares from the students nearby. She regretted showing how desperate she was earlier. The couple walked out of the campus and they were quiet the whole time until they turned the corner. “Don’t get me wrong but I like it when you do that.” Jongin said as he leaned closer to his boyfriend, pressing his lips on the other’s temple for a couple of seconds and earned an annoyed hum. “Come on, hyung. Today’s our birthday.” He cooed. Kyungsoo turned to his boyfriend with a small smile on his lips. “Happy birthday to us. My friends are coming over after their classes, all of them.” The younger boy nodded and pecked the other’s lips. “I think my friends are already there.” “Why so early?”

“I don’t know. Baekhyun told me they’ll be early.” “Are your parents home?” “I don’t think so.” “Then what do you usually do on your birthday?” He pouted. “Do you really have to ask that? It’s nothing unusual from what I do before.” The thought of celebrating it in a different way made Kyungsoo smile brightly, his hand holding onto the younger’s coat. “So it’s going to be different this time?” “Yes. It would be just us and our friends. No girls or other strangers.” When they arrived, Baekhyun and Luhan greeted them by the front door while the others waited for them in the dining room. Before the clock struck six, they were complete and started their celebration with a dinner full of laughter and random talks. After dinner, they scattered around the living room, kitchen and dining room. Kyungsoo was having a nice chat with Baekhyun and Junmyeon when the doe eyed boy noticed his boyfriend wasn’t around but he didn’t mind. He was sure that the younger boy was just around, talking to someone out of sight. Yixing seemed to get along with Yifan and Luhan and Tao enjoyed talking to them around the dining table. Minseok and Jongdae were arguing about what hair color would fit Sehun while the nigh school boy just watched them with his usual poker face. But Chanyeol and Jongin were nowhere to be seen. Kyungsoo walked in the kitchen to see Baekhyun rummaging through the fridge and asked if the other saw any of their boyfriends. “Maybe they’re just around having a serious talk or something.” The diva answered, still bent down in the fridge. Before the shorter boy could leave, Baekhyun closed the fridge with a bottle of soy milk. “Kyungie, I have something to talk with you.” “Okay.” The boy nodded and leaned over the island counter. “What is it about?” After opening the bottle, Baekhyun sat on the bar stool and asked the other boy to sit next to him. “How do you feel about Kai going out for college?” “I’m worried about a lot of things.” Kyungsoo admitted. “I feel the same too because Yeollie would be studying abroad too.” “I don’t think we could do anything about that but wait.”

“I know.” Baekhyun offered his bottle towards the boy but Kyungsoo shook his head. “We can’t tell what might happen within four or five years. We’re not the only ones who are worried. Kai and Yeollie are worried too though they don’t tell us that much. I just know they are.” Kyungsoo nodded and watched the other drink. “I can tell that you and Kai would be fine. After all that happened between the two of you, especially that certain event, I witnessed how helpless that kid without you. When we tried to tell him how much he fucked up, he just accepted it though we expected him to blame someone else.” Baekhyun paused and smiled. “So I believe he would never try to mess up again.” “I believe so too.” “Would you like to know a secret?” He grinned mischievously and Kyungsoo knew it was something wicked.

Their friends left as the night deepened and the couple found themselves sprawled across the huge bed in the dark after Jongin came out of the bathroom for a shower. The younger boy cuddled his boyfriend who was in the midst of falling asleep and the shorter boy snuggled closer to the warmth, muttering incoherent words. He assumed that the other was a little drunk and blamed himself from not looking after his boyfriend. But he didn’t regret listening to Chanyeol’s words of wisdom. Out of the blue, the older boy whined, kicking his feet into the air. “Tell me it’s not true!” Jongin pulled away, confused. “What’s not true?” “Baekhyun told me that it’s possible that you got someone pregnant.” He immediately took a mental note to kill Baekhyun again. “I use condom every time! I swear!” He defended. “If I got someone pregnant I’m sure she already accused me on it.” “Then why don’t you use condom when we do it?” “Okay, I’m sorry I don’t use… wait, you’re not getting pregnant.” He mentally face palmed himself when he suddenly tried to apologize. He felt the older boy’s hands cupping his cheeks. “Who knows? Everything’s possible when you believe.” Jongin never thought his boyfriend’s mind could malfunction in that state. “You’re drunk, hyung. Just get some sleep.”

“I’m going to leave you when I find out you have a child on someone else.” Kyungsoo hissed. “You have to get me pregnant first!” “You have class tomorrow!” Jongin pulled his boyfriend closer and cuddled him, tapping the older boy’s back soothingly. “Promise me you’ll get me pregnant after my graduation.” The boy almost cracked but went with the flow anyway. “I promise.” Morning came and Kyungsoo spent almost an hour in the bathroom, throwing up and cleaning himself up. Again, he regretted drinking out of depression because of what Baekhyun told him. Though it was meant to be a joke, he couldn’t keep himself from thinking that it was actually possible. It’s really possible. He sulked in the shower for a while before deciding to finish cleaning up and when he came out, Jongin was already dressed. “Good morning, Jongin. Happy birthday.” He smiled and spread his arms invitingly for the younger boy. Jongin allowed himself into the embrace and kissed his boyfriend’s lips as they pulled away. “Thank you, hyung. Breakfast is downstairs.” Kyungsoo felt relieved that he didn’t looked like he sulked minutes ago but what Jongin told him during their meal made him wish he would get hit by a truck and die when he steps into the street. He doesn’t know what could be more embarrassing than what he told the other boy last night. “What?” “That was really cute.” Jongin cooed. “That was stupid!” Kyungsoo grumbled. “Who would get pregnant if we’re both males? It’s common sense and why was I so dumb?” “You were drunk, hyung. I understand but that was really adorable.” “Please don’t tell anyone else about it.” He sobbed, still not getting over the fact that he wanted to be pregnant. “Don’t worry, I won’t. I’ll keep my boyfriend’s cuteness for myself.”

“Baekhyun!” Jongin stomped his way towards the diva Baekhyun who was still in the middle of making out with the giant guy in the couch. “What did you tell Kyungsoo hyung?” The diva pulled away and looked at the tanned boy. “Do you always have to walk in on us while we’re having our romantic moment?”

The boy ignored the glared he received from the couple and just continued to wait for an answer. “It was just a joke. I told him that you might have a child or two somewhere in here.” Before Jongin could argue, he added, “Don’t argue. I know that you know it’s possible.” Jongin sighed and nodded. “I know.” He suddenly broke into a stupid grin, earning weird looks from the couple, and went out of the house without any other word. “That was weird.” Baekhyun muttered. “He’s your son after all.” Chanyeol muttered, earning a glare from his boyfriend. “Yes, you’re weird too but I still love you.”

Kyungsoo sat on the corner of a fast food diner near the university and checked the time on his watch. He had decided to meet up with his boyfriend for lunch. He was about to give the younger boy a call when Jongin suddenly barged in the entrance doors, searching for him. He raised his hand to get the boy’s attention and smiled. “What’s with the sudden meet up?” Jongin asked as he sat across his boyfriend with an excited smile. “Did you miss me?” The older boy shyly nodded and took something out from his bag. It was a small box and the younger’s eyes sparkled as soon as he caught sight of it. “You’re proposing to me?” The tanned boy playfully asked and Kyungsoo just chuckled. The shorter boy placed the small, velvet box on the table and pushed it towards the younger boy. “It may not be as expensive as the one you gave me but I hope you’ll like it.” The younger boy didn’t hesitate to take the small box and open it, revealing a silver ring with something engraved on it. “To always wait for you,” he read and he tried so hard not to tear up. Kyungsoo smiled and took the younger’s hand that was holding the ring. “You can just cry, Jongin.” He softly said, taking the ring slipping it into the other’s ring finger. A sigh of relief left his lips as the ring fit perfectly around the finger. “Is it okay?” “It’s more than just okay!” Jongin stared at the silver band in his finger. It was a symbol of hope and trust for him. “I am now more confident that we’re going to last forever.” “Happy birthday, Jonginnie.” Both gazes were locked into each other’s and the younger boy beamed at the nickname. “It’s been a while since the last time I heard you calling me that.”

“Things had been quite serious lately.” “It’s just you, hyung, worrying about stuffs. I told you not to stress about those things.” “There are things that needs time to be accepted.” Jongin held his boyfriend’s hand and kissed the wrist before letting the warm, shorter hand rest against his cheek. “I told you to trust me, right? We can talk about it as much as you want until you clear your mind.” “I know.” Kyungsoo pursed his lips tightly and let his thumb run along the younger’s soft cheek. “I’m going to miss you when you leave.” “Here you go again, already thinking of me leaving you.” “I can’t stop it.” “Everything’s going to be fine. You used to encourage me before my camp, remember? We can just pretend I’m going to camp again.” “There’s no four-year camp.” He argued. “I’ll go home every vacation. Just always remember what’s on the promise ring.” If they were somewhere more private, Kyungsoo would have whined already but of course, the boy knows his manners in public so he didn’t want to act like a brat. “Okay.” He muttered and quietly sniffed. “Can we eat now?” Jongin smiled and nodded. “I’ll go and order. What do you want to eat?”

“Am I annoying you?” Kyungsoo asked as he sat down next to his boyfriend who was watching sports news on TV. “Annoying me with what?” The younger boy asked as he pulled his boyfriend closer to cuddle. Kyungsoo let himself rest against the toned body, his head resting against the younger’s chest. “You know what I mean.” With the taller boy’s arm draped around the other’s shoulder, Jongin pulled the older boy even closer to him. “I don’t mind you getting possessive over me because that’s what I do.” The shorter boy became silent for a while and Jongin decided to speak up again.

“Don’t stress out, okay? We still have time together and we just need to enjoy it and don’t mind the future for a while.” “If I know that you’re cheating on me I’ll never talk to you again.” Kyungsoo muttered and added, “Ever again.” The sports news was long forgotten and Jongin’s attention completely shifted to his unconfident boyfriend. “I learned my lesson, okay? I don’t want to lose you again. You’re my life, everything and my only one.” The shorter boy shivered and chuckled as he pulled away and turned to the younger boy. “You never fail to give me goose bumps.” He chuckled and planted a soft peck against the younger’s cheek. “I’m really going to miss your cheesiness.” “Then let me be cheesy as much as I want while we’re still together, physically.” “Suit yourself.”

Chapter 49 One afternoon in April, Kyungsoo lazily rolled out of the couch when he heard a knock on the door. He didn’t have a class the rest of the afternoon and decided to stay in his apartment before picking up his boyfriend from school in two hours. The sight didn’t impress him when he opened the door. It wasn’t because his boyfriend was smiling from ear to ear with a bouquet of daisies but because Jongin should be in school, attending his class. “Oh, god. Don’t tell me you skipped classes just because I told you I am free the whole afternoon.” “We were dismissed early because the teachers had an urgent faculty meeting.” The smile on the younger’s face didn’t fade as he continued. “You can ask Baekhyun.” “I believe you.” Kyungsoo deadpanned and he blocked the doorway when the other tried to get inside. “If I know that you lied, you’ll never step through this door again.” Jongin pouted. “But I’m not lying.” The older boy sighed and stepped aside, letting the other get inside the unit before closing the door. “And…” The taller boy spun around with the same smile he wore earlier as he handed the older boy the flowers. “We’re half way to our first anniversary!” “Which we’re not going to celebrate together.” Kyungsoo added as he took the flowers from the other. Jongin hummed, noticing his boyfriend’s mood and placed his hands on his hips. “Why is my boyfriend a little grumpy today? You were fine when you drove me to school this morning.” The older boy made a small smile and tip toed to plant a kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. “I’m fine. I just got a little stressed with school.” He wrapped his free arm around the taller boy’s waist and snuggled into the other’s chest. “I had a reporting this morning and my partner was absent so I had to report his part and I really had a hard time explaining it because I didn’t know what it was all about.” He muttered with a short whine at the end. “I’m expecting a low grade for that activity.” The taller boy wrapped his arms around his boyfriend to comfort the other and soothingly rubbed his hand along the boy’s back. “You can do better next time. You did your part and it’s enough. You won’t get a low grade for that.” “I hope so.” He sniffled and pulled away, placing the bouquet on top of the coffee table. “You could just have sent me a message that you were dismissed early.” “I hitched with Kris so it’s fine. Would you like to go out on a date? It’s our sixth month.” “We already went to most places here where we could have a date. Let’s just cook something for dinner.” “Fine with me.”

Kyungsoo walked to the kitchen and stopped mid-way when he realized he hasn’t gone to buy groceries for the week. “I think we should still go out. I don’t have much in store right now. I’ll just change my clothes.” He sprinted towards his bedroom and Jongin just sat on the couch, watching a TV show. The younger boy saw Kkamjong leap into the coffee table and pushed the bouquet off the furniture before resting on the spot. He picked up the flowers and placed it on the cushion next to him as he tried to nudge the pet with his foot but the said pet didn’t move. He started to wonder if cats are naturally ignorant or is it just Kkamjong. A knock came from the front door and Jongin quickly stood up and headed to the door. “Hi, oppa.” “Soojung.” Jongin looked at the door in the next unit to see it closed and looked back at the girl in front of him. “Your sister’s not here?” The young girl shook her head. “Maybe she’s going to have overtime again. Is Kyungsoo oppa here?” “He’s here. Get in.” He stood aside and let the kid enter the room. “You went home straight from school.” The tanned boy stated, noticing the uniform that Soojung was wearing. “There’s nowhere else I could be but school.” Soojung said, walking towards the couch and picked up the cat as she sat down. “Who’s there?” Kyungsoo’s voice echoed from the bedroom. “It’s me, oppa!” The girl answered back and started petting the cat. The door to the bedroom opened after a few seconds and the doe eyed boy looked at his neighbor with a confused look. “Overtime again?” Soojung nodded without looking up from the purring animal on her lap. Jongin sighed at the thought of having the kid around on their date. “Kyungsoo hyung and I are about to leave. Will you be fine here alone?” “Jongin!” Kyungsoo exclaimed, disagreeing with the statement. “We can’t leave Soojung alone. You stay here with her while I shop for groceries. It wouldn’t take long.” “What? Why?” The younger boy almost whined but he remembered the presence of the visitor and he managed to sound casual. “Do you want to go and shop alone instead?” “No.” He unconsciously pouted.

“Okay, take care of her.” Kyungsoo walked towards the other boy and pecked on his cheek before leaving. Jongin just watched his boyfriend disappear through the door and frowned. “You’re a whiny type of boyfriend and it’s not my type.” Soojung suddenly said, capturing the tanned boy’s attention at an instant. “Just saying.” He shot daggers to the innocent girl’s back with his glare. Letting a kid tell him things like that was not acceptable for him. “Kyungsoo hyung still loves me.” “Childish and possessive.” She added, her eyes never leaving the pet. “Hey, I know you’re smart. No need to show off, okay? I’m smart too and I know more things than you.” “Then who’s Kyungsoo oppa’s childhood crush?” She turned to him with a hint of mischievous smile. “When I say childhood, when he’s my age.” Jongin thought it would be Hyunsik but he remembered that his boyfriend was in middle school when he met the other boy. “Maybe I don’t know that.” “You don’t know oppa that much? It’s a pity.” He scoffed. “You can’t know a person in a short time. Even if it takes forever, there are some things that the others don’t know about a person.” Jongin defended. “Kyungsoo oppa will hate you when I tell him how you treat me.” “I’m not even doing anything.”

The whole time Soojung was in his unit, Kyungsoo didn’t seem to notice the war between his boyfriend and his neighbor. He just thought the two were getting along well and both began to be talkative. He wasn’t aware of the competition between the two when it came to get his attention. It was just after dinner when Soojung’s sister picked her up and Jongin immediately pulled his boyfriend into a tight hug. “When we adopt a kid someday, let’s get a boy.” “What?” Kyungsoo asked as he pulled away and stared at the taller boy. He doesn’t get why the younger boy opened that topic again. “Why?” “Soojung is a smart girl and she was bullying me while you weren’t here.” Jongin pouted. “She’s evil.”

Kyungsoo chuckled at his boyfriend’s childishness. “She’s just a kid. You’re way too old to be affected with her attitude. You were so matured back when you still had your silver hair.” Since the classes began after the winter break, Jongin’s hair was dyed back to black. “You were a lot smarter back then too.” Jongin snorted and pulled his boyfriend into a hug once again. “I don’t know if that’s a compliment but one thing’s for sure. You still love me.” He cooed, earning a playful groan from the other. “You’re going to miss my cheesiness.” “No doubt about that.” “Hyung, let’s take a shower together.” He suggested out of nowhere and before the shorter boy could argue, he had pulled the boy inside the bathroom and blocked the doorway. Kyungsoo just stared at the taller boy and sat on the edge of the tub. “Really? I hope this is not leading to something erotic because I’m not really in the mood to play right now.” “But it’s more than three months since the last time we had sex and this year, it’s zero.” He pointed out, leaning his back against the door and crossed his arms on his chest. “Blowjobs aren’t counted.” The older boy wasn’t amused and his stare never faltered until Jongin gave up when he thought his boyfriend’s stare was going through his soul. “Fine. Just shower.” Kyungsoo smiled and started to strip off his clothes and the younger boy did the same. Both stepped under the warm shower. Jongin was applying shampoo into the shorter boy’s hair when the other boy spoke. He was standing behind the older boy who was sitting on the edge of the tub. “You have a new title for me.” “Mind to share?” “Live-in partner. You barely go back to your house.” “I live here now.” Jongin chuckled, enjoying the bubbles and foams on the other’s hair as he rubbed his palms around. “We’re just like roommates or housemates. I think I’m starting to smell like you.” “How do I smell like?” “Scented baby powder.” “I use baby soaps.” “So maybe that’s why your skin’s really soft.”

“You didn’t notice what soap I had been using all this time?” “I always don’t have the chance to open a new bar of soap because you always prepare it before I take a shower. I also don’t pay attention when we shop for groceries.” Kyungsoo clicked his tongue. “What would you do without me?” “Exactly. I grew dependent on you on almost everything, big or small things.” “I know you can take care of yourself, Jongin.” “I believe I can but it’s different without you.” “It’s your chance to be independent.” He stood up and turned the shower on and Jongin stepped right behind him, helping him rinse the shampoo off his hair. Nobody spoke even after they had put on their sleeping clothes and brushed their teeth. Though Jongin never verbally complained how he thought his college days would be, he also thought of worst case scenarios that could happen. He groaned as he laid himself in bed and watched the older boy walk around the bed to the other side after turning the lights off. As the shorter boy snuggled closer to him, he warmly welcomed the other’s warmth and wrapped his arms around the boy. “I never really worried about going abroad for college before we met. I just thought it would be the same like high school with all the parties and stuffs.” He felt the older boy’s hand on his back grip tightly on his shirt. “I never thought I’d be in a relationship before that day comes and now that in a few months I would be going away…” He trailed off and his eyes started to form tears. “You don’t have to finish what you’re saying if you don’t want to.” Kyungsoo breathed against the younger’s chest as he released his grip and soothingly ran his hand along the boy’s back. Jongin choked and sobbed. “I don’t want to go away.” “I don’t want you to go either but it’s for your own good. For your future.” “I have no future without you.” He whined and sobbed again. The older boy couldn’t help but smile though he thought it wasn’t the right to do it. “You promised me that you’ll go back to me and I promised you that I will wait for you. We’ll be together in the future.” He tried to pull away but the younger’s arms kept him in his place. “Don’t cry, baby Jonginnie.” He cooed and he earned a snort from the other. “Call me Nini.” “What kind of name is that?” “Just call me Nini.” He demanded with a whine, wrapping his legs around the shorter boy’s.

“Nini.” Kyungsoo cooed and yelped when he was suddenly pressed down the mattress and the younger boy was already straddling him. “What are you doing?” He was about to push the other away when he realized that Jongin was wiping his tears. “Are you still crying?” “No.” The younger boy answered, leaning his hand beside on the shorter boy’s head and the other hand playing with the defenseless boy’s waistband. “But the way you said Nini turned me on.” “Jongin!” Kyungsoo wailed as he tried to push the other with no success. “I’m going to kick your hormones dead!” “Oh, yeah?” Jongin teased as he held the other’s wrists with his hands and pressed them against the pillow beside the shorter boy’s head. “You can’t, hyung.” He bent down and trailed butterfly kisses on the other’s neck. “Nini’s going to make you feel good.” The shorter boy bit his lower lip to stop a moan from coming out his lips because he can’t deny he was getting a hard even just by listening to his boyfriend’s deep and sexy voice. The way Jongin’s rough voice and hot breath against his neck sent his blood south uncontrollably. “We… had an agreement, Jongin.” “I’m playing by the rules, hyung.” “You’re not!” Kyungsoo hissed. “You’re forcing me to do –.” He had cut his own statement when he felt the younger’s hand palming his crotch, making him let out a low moan. “Want me to stop?” Jongin asked, his lips lightly brushing against the older boy’s slightly parted ones. The shorter boy let out a breathy gasp and whispered a “No” before their lips met for a hungry and sloppy kiss. Kyungsoo cursed himself for giving in so easily but then, he had no reason to reject it. It had been a while since the last time they had an actual sex and besides, there was no way he wouldn’t give in. Not when with merely his boyfriend’s lips were doing a great job with his own. The younger boy pulled away slightly with a smirk. “Why not? I thought you don’t want this.” Kyungsoo groaned and leaned forward with their lips barely touched just in time the younger pulled away. “Stop teasing me!” “So you want this?” Jongin asked in a low voice, the smirk still visible on his lips as he dug his hand inside his boyfriend’s sweatpants, earning a soft moan as his warm palm made contact with the half erected cock. He started teasing the other with his slow hand strokes until Kyungsoo impatiently bucked his hips for more contact. “Getting excited?” The older boy whimpered. “Jongin.” “Ah, why are you in a hurry?” He asked, rubbing the tip of his boyfriend’s cock with his thumb and earned another moan as a response. Unsatisfied, he leaned down and pecked the older boy’s parted lips. “Should I just fuck you already?”

Unable to respond verbally, Kyungsoo nodded with his unstable breathing. He blamed the younger’s ability to switch on the lust in him and he was just desperate. All he needed at the moment was his boyfriend inside him, filling him in. “On one condition.” His eyes turned to innocently curious looks as his boyfriend moved over to the night table’s drawer and took out a bottle of lube. Once the younger boy handed him the bottle, they have switched positions and Jongin pulled him down and kiss his lips a little roughly. “Prep yourself and ride me.” Kyungsoo wasn’t sure what to feel but he was sure a part of him made him feel excited. It wasn’t the first time his boyfriend asked him to do it but he kept rejecting the idea and because lust fogged his mind, he nodded and started stripping off his clothes. Jongin made him straddle the younger once again as request for a reason that the boy wanted a show. He wants to see his boyfriend’s reaction as the other prepared himself. After the shorter boy coated his fingers with a good amount of lube, Kyungsoo felt a little uncomfortable when he inserted a finger in his hole. The younger boy supported him with his shoulders as he inserted another finger, his face grimacing in pain. The sight of the older boy who was closing his eyes and biting his lower lip made Jongin squirm in his place and his cock twitched under his pants in excitement. The older boy’s soft gasps and moans didn’t help him refrain from getting too excited to hear louder moans with his name on it. “I think I’m ready.” Kyungsoo’s voice was soft and low as he pulled his boyfriend’s pants off, releasing the boy’s hard on while Jongin pulled his shirt off and threw it somewhere on the floor. He knew it was going to hurt him but he couldn’t care much about it. He grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount of liquid around his boyfriend’s hard member before positioning it outside his aching hole. He held his breath as he impaled himself with the younger’s cock, silently taking in the pain until he had the whole length inside him. He stayed still on his knees and hands with eyes closed as the younger comforted him with sweet promises. Jongin loved the overwhelming warmth that wrapped his needy cock and no matter how much he wanted the other to move, he still considered the pain that his boyfriend was going through. “You’re so tight.” He said and despite the older boy’s recovering state, Kyungsoo broke into a proud smile. “Maybe you’re just big.” The other responded as he tried to lift himself up, both groaning in pleasure as he backed down. “You look so sexy when you ride me.”

Kyungsoo started to speed up his pace as the pain finally disappeared and muttered, “This feels so good.” His boyfriend started to meet with his thrusts, the bed slightly rocking with their rough movements. Breathy curses and compliments escaped their lips as every move became faster and harder and Kyungsoo didn’t help but moan loudly when Jongin finally hit the jackpot. The older boy enjoyed the abusive hits on his prostate and Jongin held tightly on his hips to keep his thrusts deep every time. They may be too loud but who cares? No, not them. Jongin suddenly came unprepared and his thrusts started to slow down as he released his cum inside the older boy who kept his movement until he felt something warm hitting his sensitive spot, making him cum right away with a curse. Both of them lay down to catch their breaths and recover from their highs. “That was great.” Jongin finally said after a few minutes, turning to his boyfriend. “Maybe we could do it again some other time?” “Yeah.” Kyungsoo grinned and captured his boyfriend’s lips. “How about now?” “Oh, good lord.” The younger groaned. “No way in hell I would say no to that.”

Chapter 50 It was just until Jongin received a mail from the university he was going to attend that he realized he only had two more months to spend with his boyfriend. The school was expecting him to have a personal interview due until next week to confirm his enrollment. His hands immediately reached out for his phone in the bed as he sat down on the edge and stared at the letter in his other hand. A week won’t hurt, he thought as he dialed his boyfriend’s phone number and waited for the answer. “Jongin?” Kyungsoo’s voice came after a few rings and there was a hint of worry in his tone. “Hyung, uh… are you busy right now?” “Not really. Soojung’s somewhere else so I don’t really have anything to do right now and I just got back in my apartment.” “Can I come over?” Kyungsoo chuckled on the other line. “I thought you already live here.” “I know.” He managed to smile to himself and ended with a sigh. “It’s still better to ask permission than just barge in.” “Can I come over there instead? It’s really boring here.” “Okay, sure. Overnight?” “Even if you won’t ask that we both know I’ll end up staying the night.” “Okay, see you later, hyung.” After he hung up, he settled the letter and his phone on top of his night table before going downstairs to have something to eat. He rummaged through their food cabinets and found a bag of chips and a can of soda from the fridge. He went back upstairs to his room with his treats and passed by his butler who suddenly reminded him that his parents won’t be back in three days. It wasn’t new to him anyway so he just nodded and proceeded to his room, turned his TV and DVD player on and played an action movie. It didn’t take long for Kyungsoo to arrive and Jongin’s attention only shifted to him when the door closed. The older boy walked over to the bed and sat next to him after receiving a quick peck on the lips. “Junk foods again.” Kyungsoo sighed as he spotted the opened bag of chips in front of his boyfriend. “It’s just today, hyung.” The younger boy said, feeding his boyfriend his junk food and the other willingly accepted it without more argument. Kyungsoo realized that the movie they were watching was something they had watched three times already but he didn’t say anything. He just watched and ate every time his boyfriend fed him in silence

until he felt like slumber was pulling him away. He shifted in his spot and lay down in bed with his head on the younger’s lap. Jongin noticed the other’s stable breathing and he ran his fingers through the boy’s dark locks and the steady response made assume that the other was asleep. The sudden reminder of the decreasing number of days that he was going to spend with his boyfriend made a frown in his face as he kept stroking Kyungsoo’s hair. The thought of only going back home during summer made him feel like sulking some place where he could be alone. On the brighter side, he knew he wasn’t the only one going through the same problem. His friends were feeling the same but he wondered if he could make it work. He turned the movie off and carefully moved away not to disturb the sleeping boy. He lay down next to his boyfriend and cuddled him closer, following the older boy to dreamland.

Kyungsoo woke up wrapped around the younger’s arms and the darkness of the room made him realize had slept for a quite a long time. The younger boy stirred as he pulled away and crawled towards the night table and turned the lamp on. He picked up the boy’s phone and checked the time. 6:28PM. As he placed back the phone, he noticed a paper with a logo of the university that his boyfriend was going to attend. After reading the letter, he knew what was going to happen but he shook the thought off his head and convinced himself that Jongin would be away again for a few days. It wasn’t like they never separated before. He had nothing else to do so he went back beside the tanned boy and played with his phone, ending up exchanging messages with Jongdae about the poetry class that the other was in. “Who are you texting with?” Jongin asked, his voice heavy from sleep. He had his arm around Kyungsoo’s waist as he nuzzled his face into the shorter boy’s neck. “Just Jongdae.” The younger hummed in acknowledgement. “The school sent me a letter.” “Yeah, I read it.” Kyungsoo stated, placing his phone beside him before turning to face his boyfriend. The light from the lamp across the bed gave him a view of the younger’s sleepy face. “When are you going?” “Maybe next week.” He softly said, teasing the older boy by lightly brushing their lips together. “You’re going to miss me?” “I will if you’ll miss me.” Kyungsoo chuckled, returning the tease.

“Why wouldn’t I miss my boyfriend?” Jongin cooed and finally captured the other’s desperate lips, kissing him back immediately as if Kyungsoo had been waiting for him to do so. “It’s just a few days, maybe five or six days. I’ll be back before you could expect me to come.” “I believe you.” “Don’t do anything weird or reckless especially drinking too much while I’m away.” The older boy chuckled and gave the other a pinch on the cheek. “I think I’m the one who’s supposed to tell you that.” “But you can trust me now. You can ask Sehun about that and speaking of that brat, maybe we’re going together next week.” “I’m quite confident with that. I trust Sehun and I believe he won’t lie to me.” “So you’re saying that you trust him more than me?” Jongin pouted. “It’s not like that. Just in case something happens, I know whom to ask for information about you.” He nodded and pulled away, searching for his phone on the night table. He had to confirm if his friend was going too. “I’ll call Sehun.”

The day came when Jongin and Sehun had to leave for the university interview. It was Saturday afternoon and Kyungsoo was taking a shower in Jongin’s bathroom after spending hours of making love in bed in the younger’s request. The doe eyed boy didn’t argue and he knew he was going to miss his boyfriend for almost a week. Jongin stepped in the shower behind the shorter boy who was rinsing the shampoo and he wasn’t able to keep his naughty hands to himself. Kyungsoo groaned when he felt his boyfriend’s hands going down his hips to his thighs. “Jongin!” He slapped the younger’s hands away and followed by a whine behind him. “They’re already waiting at the airport.” He pointed out. They were about to go for another round only if Jongin’s phone stopped ringing, but it didn’t. Baekhyun was raging in anger as the call was answered and they completely lost track of time for their agreed time to meet. They were already more than half an hour late. “Nini’s going to miss you.” Jongin cooed and helped his boyfriend rinse off the shampoo.

“Please stop with the Nini. You know I love to call you Jonginnie more than anything and I’m going to miss you too.” He turned when he thought he had cleaned up the shampoo from his hair and kissed the younger’s lips. “Hurry up.” He went out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and immediately busied himself with getting dressed. Jongin came out after a while and dressed himself while his boyfriend checked his luggage for something that he might have missed while packing the night before. He couldn’t help but smile to himself at how his boyfriend looked like a typical yet loveable wife.

“YOU LAZY ASSHO—!” Chanyeol quickly covered his boyfriend’s mouth and gave the people around them apologetic smiles while Baekhyun kept cursing the late couple even with his mouth covered. “I guess you still had some fun on the mattress.” He chuckled when he saw the doe eyed boy adorably blush after his statement. “It’s normal though.” They stayed at the waiting area for a little longer with Sehun and Luhan having their romantic goodbyes on the corner while the other three tried so hard to calm their diva friend out of rage. Chanyeol asked Kyungsoo and Jongin to mind their own business than wasting their precious time making Baekhyun feel better when he can do it himself. “Will you be okay?” Jongin asked and Kyungsoo rolled his eyes. “Why are you asking me that? I’m not the one who’s going to leave.” The younger boy stood up and told Chanyeol that they will be back in ten minutes before dragging his boyfriend into the male’s bathroom, locking the door and not minding that the others might use the room too. He pulled the shorter boy into a sloppy kiss with I love you’s and I will miss you’s in between their kisses. Baekhyun was back to his normal, calm state when the couple came back. Luhan and Kyungsoo said goodbyes to their lovers and they watched the two disappear into the departure area. “Would you like to go karaoke after dinner?” Baekhyun asked, noticing the gloomy aura his two friends were giving him. The idea of killing time in a karaoke room sounded like a good idea for both Luhan and Kyungsoo just to keep them busy from thinking that their boyfriends were away.

It had been more than fourteen hours and when Sehun and Jongin finally reached their reserved room hotel they shared, as requested by their boyfriends to keep them together. Both minded their own businesses, checking their phones for messages. Both received a video from Baekhyun, showing their boyfriends singing lonely, broken songs and they just exchanged glances and laughed. “Does Kyungsoo hyung sing to you?” Sehun suddenly asked and Jongin nodded. “Sometimes.” “Luhan hyung barely sings to me too.” “Are we getting too sentimental right now?”

Kyungsoo woke up, flooded with messages from no other his boyfriend. He read the messages one by one and he could just laugh at all the complaints his boyfriend told him about. It had been the second day that he woke up without his boyfriend whining and annoying him around but he kept telling himself it would just be a few days. To: Jonginnie I miss you too. Tell me about your interview when you have time later. ^^ He took noticed of the calendar on top of his desk and just like Jongin, the realization of the number of days left for him to spend time together with the younger boy made him frown. Time flies so fast when everything’s fine. Does Jongin think of the same thing? He sighed and went to take a shower to clear his mind away from worry but in the end, he still spent his time thinking about it. He knew that classes start in August but since Jongin was going to be a freshman, the boy had to leave a month before for orientations then he would be alone in his apartment again like he used to be. Though he never really expected to be in a relationship before, he never imagined it to turn into a long distance relationship. Just like at the moment, knowing that he had a boyfriend but outside the country made him realize the difference of having that someone he loves next to him where he could touch him in real. He had heard stories from others that couples who had long distance relationships often end up being distant and eventually break up but having a stable relationship was a miracle. Kyungsoo needed that miracle.

“Shit! Sehun, what did you give me?” Sehun looked up from his phone to his friend who ran to the bathroom in a speed of light. He didn’t know what happened until the tanned boy came out after ten minutes with a hand on his stomach. “What happened to you?” “I don’t know. I would like to believe you didn’t give me a spoiled food.” The other muttered as he sat down on his bed. “Why would I mess up with your stomach? Maybe you’re pregnant.” “You’re sick.” Jongin deadpanned. “Can you buy me a medicine or something?” Sehun snorted and rolled to the other side, away from his friend. “Duh, I don’t even know where the nearest pharmacy is located here.” “You’re going to make me suffer with a stomachache here?” He suddenly remembered his boyfriend telling him that he packed a medicine kit on his luggage. “Wait, I think I have something in my bag.” Sehun stood up and opened each zipper of the other’s bag and when he finally got the medicine kit, he muttered something about Luhan not packing him stuffs like it. It was Jongin’s turn to snort. “I already have a wife and only marriage is lacking for it to be legal.” How lucky am I to have him? “But which one here are you going to take?” Sehun asked, looking at the bundle of tablets in front of him. “Can you ask Luhan?” “That would take too long. Let’s search online.”

From: Jonginnie Hyung! I had stomachache earlier but thanks to you, I didn’t have to argue with Sehun to buy me medicine outside. I can already see how my life would go without you. Kyungsoo could imagine his boyfriend pouting but he smiled anyway and replied back. To: Jonginnie Are you okay now? I feel so lonely here. Kkamjong seems like to seek for your presence too. He kept roaming around the place and always stops by your shoes.

Two more days, he reminded himself and his mood brightened up at the idea. He was going to have his precious boyfriend in his arms again, kiss him, tell him how much he missed him and probably have sex make love again as long as they want to catch up with their absences around each other. Kyungsoo made a face at his own thoughts, thinking that Jongin’s cheesiness was getting into his system like a disease. From: Jonginnie Aw, my babies miss me. That’s really cute. Nini misses you too! Ugh, Nini. To: Jonginnie Aw, sweetie, have you probably named your dick Nini? He almost laughed at his own reply, wondering where the idea came from. From: Jonginnie That’s disgusting, hyung! Nini’s cute! To: Jonginnie Yeah, your little Nini’s really cute when limp.

From: Jonginnie FUCK YOU, DO KYUNGSOO!

Chapter 51 Kyungsoo found himself stuck with a pile of books in one of the tables in the library for his research paper and Minseok was sitting next to him with his own project. He looked up from the book he was reading and glanced at his phone that was resting next to the book. A frown was making its way to form in his face when the LED light didn’t blink or show any sign of notification. They were on call two hours earlier around lunch time but Jongin wanted to end the call for something urgent and promised his boyfriend to call when everything goes fine again. Kyungsoo doesn’t really know what the urgency was all about but he was worried. He didn’t want to bother the younger boy with messages and just decided to wait for the other to call him or send him a message. That night, Kyungsoo barely slept in peace. It was the fifth day when he woke up to a lonely morning without a whining Jongin to annoy him and shower him with silly kisses and cheesy statements. Remembering that it was Thursday, he groaned at the thought of his boring minor courses for the day and hesitated to get out of bed. It was one of those days when he wanted to skip a whole day of classes whether if it’s because of the uninteresting classes or because he simply missed his boyfriend. Kyungsoo would be pleased with the second choice. He checked his phone for messages or missed calls but there was nothing. His worries increased as he thought of the possible things that might have happened to his boyfriend. Sehun would have called him if something bad happened to Jongin anyway. He still decided to linger on his bed for a little longer knowing that he woke up too early and he needed to catch up with the lack of sleep. He decided to depend his time on his alarm clock but little did he know that he would never hear his alarm after falling asleep once again.

The doe eyed boy’s senses caught something wet on his face and it felt like he was being licked. Probably Kkamjong again, he thought as he groaned. Wait, Kkamjong never licked his face before and do cats even lick their owner’s faces? Kyungsoo’s eyes shot open with a gasp at the realization and he was met with his boyfriend’s innocent face with the tip of his tongue visible between his lips. He wasn’t sure what to deal with first between the fact that his boyfriend came back without any announcement or the idea of his boyfriend licking his face. Jongin’s face lit up after a few seconds of looking at the older boy’s shocked and confused expression with eyes bigger than it used to be. He couldn’t help but coo at the adorable sight beneath him. “Good morning, baby.” He leaned down and captured his boyfriend’s bottom lip between his.

The older boy seemed to recover from the shock the second his boyfriend kissed him. He threw everything away from his mind, even the fact that he just woke up and haven’t even gargled yet, and returned the younger’s kiss. Their hands started to roam around each other’s bodies under their clothes as their kiss heated. Kyungsoo held back a moan when the younger boy moved down on his neck and sucked at his already familiar weak spot. His hands rested on the boy’s shoulder and the other was gripping on the younger’s locks. After abusing the same spot for a while, Jongin moved up and kissed the older boy. “I really missed you, hyung.” He muttered before planting a chaste kiss on the boy’s lips again. “I missed you too, Jongin.” Kyungsoo smiled, wrapping his arms around the younger’s neck as he pulled the other closer for a hug. “You didn’t tell me you were going back.” The tanned boy rested on his side and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist. “I wanted to surprise you.” “You made me worry!” “It was almost our flight and Sehun dragged me away so I had to hang up.” “Silly boy.” “I turned your alarm off.” The statement clicked something on the doe eyed boy’s mind, triggering a panic of some sort. “WHAT?!” He pulled away immediately and grabbed his phone. It read 8:14 and he has his first class at nine. The alarm was set at 7:30. “Sorry?” Jongin meekly apologized, earning a hit on the face with a pillow. He realized he shouldn’t have done what he had done. Kyungsoo walked around the place to prepare himself in a hurry with any word and the younger boy was aware that he was upset. He barely had half an hour to prepare himself and the rest of the fifteen minutes was reserved for walking to school. He barely finished his toast and coffee when he realized something was wrong and it wasn’t his boyfriend messing with his alarm. His head snapped into the younger boy who was munching on his own toast against the fridge. “How did you get in here?” Jongin was suddenly alarmed. By the look in his face, Kyungsoo knew he was going to say something unpleasant. “A key?” “I didn’t give you my spare key!”

“Well, about that…” He trailed off and nervously gulped when Kyungsoo harshly tossed his remaining toast into the plate. He knew lying wouldn’t make things better. “…I secretly made a duplicate.” Jongin barging into his apartment was perfectly fine and Kyungsoo was used to it but having his key a duplicate without permission didn’t please him. The shorter boy breathed in deeply to calm himself and proceeded to the bathroom to brush his teeth. When he came out of the bathroom, Jongin was standing by the front door holding his bag like a poor, kicked puppy. He wouldn’t lie that he found it so cute. He approached the boy and took his bag, barely catching the boy’s soft and sincere apology. “I could have just given you the spare key if you asked.” He said as he wore his sneakers. “I could have done it if I was sure you were giving it to me.” The younger boy muttered so softly that the other didn’t catch up. “What did you say?” “Nothing.” He quickly replied, managing a smile. “Aren’t you going to school?” “Later, after lunch. I’m already late.” “Okay, since you already have a key I wouldn’t worry about you having trouble to get in and change your clothes later.” Kyungsoo turned the knob but the tanned boy’s hand stopped him with a pleading look. “What?” He asked, looking up to the taller boy with his brows furrowed at the fact that he was getting late because his boyfriend was delaying him. “I’m sorry.” Jongin pouted. “Jongin,” Kyungsoo sighed. “I’m not mad anymore and I will be if I arrive late in my first class.” “Okay.” The younger boy beamed and led his boyfriend out the door.

Jongin and Sehun arrived in the school cafeteria in the middle of their friend’s lunch and Luhan excitedly scampered quickly towards his boyfriend, earning a few stares at the sudden squeal that the chinese boy made. “Hey, Kai.” Yifan greeted as the tanned boy took his usual seat and returned the greeting. “How was the interview?” “Just fine and nothing interesting.” The boy bluntly responded and turned to Baekhyun next to him. “Did you hang out with Kyungsoo hyung?”

“Twice, the day you left and Monday night. Last Monday Lulu, Kyungie and I went shopping because Lulu was looking for a new pair of skinny jeans and—.” The diva paused and gasped, eyes sparkling in excitement as he held into the tanned boy’s shoulders and his feet happily kicking under the table. “OH MY GOD I’M SO EXCITED I CAN’T SAY IT! YEOLLIE, TELL HIM!” Luhan and Sehun who just took their seats gave Chanyeol a look, waiting for the giant to say something. Jongin and Yifan did the same but the target just shrugged and said, “I don’t know what he’s talking about. Maybe Luhan knows something.” All eyes turned to the clueless Chinese boy. “Tell him about Kyungie, Lulu!” Luhan’s expression suddenly brightened up to the lever of Baekhyun’s excitement and started squealing as he turned to the curious tanned boy. “Oh my god! Here’s what happened! Baekhyun and I were on our way to the mall when we saw Kyungie walking out of a café with Tao and—.” “Skip that part!” Baekhyun demanded. “Okay, so we were trying out the newly arrived skinny jeans and we asked Kyungie to join us instead of just watching us get into new clothes.” Luhan paused and sighed dreamily. “Anyway, we found this Otaku shop and… and… just get him laid tonight.” Jongin blinked at the total nonsense he received from the story. “Okay? But Kyungsoo hyung never told me about that you shopping together.” “He’s probably shy to tell you he tried on a cute maid costume.” Baekhyun stated and Luhan nodded while the others gaped at Baekhyun. “You know, with the frilly headdress and very short skirt knee-high socks. He was so cute.” The tanned boy’s mouth gaped open and close, speechless with the others as he imagined his boyfriend wearing the said clothes. “I have a picture here.” Luhan said, fishing his phone out of his pocket and opened his gallery. He nudged his boyfriend away when Sehun tried to peek. “No, Sehunnie, Kai has to see this first and I don’t want you to see it because you might like Kyungie over me!” Sehun gave up and just stared at his friend across him who was still in daze. Jongin was snapped from his trance when his phone vibrated in his pocket and before he could take his phone, Baekhyun cleared his throat and suggested, “You may want to get into the restroom first so you could enjoy.” The tanned boy gave his friends a worried look before standing up and going to the restroom at the end of the hallway which was barely visited by students. He locked the door behind him and leaned his back against it as he opened the photo that Luhan sent him and his knees suddenly felt weak against his will. “Fuck this boy.” He cursed under his breath as he stared at a shy and blushing Kyungsoo who was wearing the clothes that Baekhyun described and boy, it was much better than he imagined.

Kyungsoo was standing with a shy smile, both hands clasped in front of the black skirt with the layers of white, lacy frills sticking out below the black outer cover. Jongin squirmed and plopped his butt hard on the cold, tiled floor as his eyes rested on Kyungsoo’s milky white thighs that looked more enticing than he had seen before. “No.” He groaned, feeling himself growing a boner under his pants. “Not now.”

Luhan and Baekhyun held their laughter when a sweaty Jongin came into their classroom just before their teacher arrived. Sehun leaned closer to him with interest, having a sick but acceptable idea of what had happened. “You jacked off with a photo, didn’t you?” The youngest whispered earning a hiss from his friend. “I didn’t and I don’t do disgusting things in school.” Jongin whispered back, wiping his sweaty forehead with his handkerchief. He wasn’t lying though and he actually did push-ups to get rid of his raging hormones. He had decided to let his boyfriend take care of it later because in the first place, it was the older boy’s fault for wearing such clothing. His hands started to feel warm and his cold sweat started to drift away as the class started.

Kyungsoo parked the car outside the school’s gate and got out just in time his boyfriend came into view with his friends laughing behind the boy. Before he could even greet his boyfriend with a warm smile, Jongin got inside the car next to the driver’s seat, slamming the door close. He flinched at the force and he wondered what he did wrong to make his boyfriend upset. He was just glad that after the dance practice, only a few students were allowed to witness his boyfriend’s weird behavior. “Have a good time, Kyungie!” Baekhyun sang, leaving the doe eyed boy confused but still managed a smile. The boy didn’t say a word as he got into the driver’s seat and glanced at the tanned boy who had his eyes closed. He drove back to the Kim’s household though he isn’t sure if the younger boy preferred to be there instead of his apartment but Jongin didn’t mind. Both got out of the car and Kyungsoo watched his boyfriend walk around the car towards him. “We need to talk, Jongin.” He said, wanting to get things clear of why the younger boy was acting cold and weird. He found himself dragged upstairs, greeting his boyfriend’s parents as they passed by the living room but the younger boy didn’t care like the usual. He winced when the other finally let go of his wrist as Jongin pushed him inside the bedroom and locked the door before turning the lights on. “Yes, we need to talk.” Jongin sternly said and Kyungsoo felt very intimidated by him.

The older boy didn’t like the sound of the knob clicking to lock. “Did I do something you didn’t like?” There was silence and one thing about it that Kyungsoo didn’t like was because it was deafening. They just stared at each other for god-knows-how-long. “I like kink.” Kyungsoo wasn’t if it was just him or Jongin really did say it. “What did you say?” He let out a yelp when his back hit the hard, wooden door without a loud thud. “What is wrong with you?” “You wore a maid costume and you never told me.” Jongin whispered in his ear, the younger’s warm breath sent shivers down his spine. “You have no idea how fucking horny I was.” The shorter boy moaned when he felt the younger’s crotch against his. Jongin’s lips trailed down his neck, hands unbuttoning his polo shirt to reveal the spot that the younger abused earlier that morning with now tinted with purple. “You looked so cute in that dress but still made me want to fuck you.” Kyungsoo blushed at the statement and made incoherent words with stutters. The younger merely smirked at how adorable his boyfriend was. “Uhm… Jongin…” The older boy gave out another moan when his boyfriend started playing with his sensitive nubs with lips never leaving his neck. “…actually I… have it in my closet.” The world seemed to stop around Kyungsoo. His boyfriend stopped moving and silence once again took over the surroundings. The tanned boy slowly pulled away and looked at him with an expression he couldn’t comprehend. “Are you serious?” His breath hitched for a second when the other hesitantly nodded. “Then why did you bring me here?” “You were so upset earlier and I didn’t know what to do with you!” The shorter boy defended. “And I am not planning to wear it anytime if you’re wondering. They bought it for me and I was just forced to accept it.” “But I thought you like kinky stuffs.” Disappointment was visible in his face. “I was just kidding back then. I was just trying to scare you.” Jongin whimpered, turning around and walked over to his bed. “You can’t do this to me.” He whined, throwing himself into the mattress, face down and muffled words only he could understand. The shorter boy scratched his forehead and crossed his way towards his boyfriend. Their excitement completely died down. Kyungsoo sat down on the edge of the bed next to the tanned boy. “Jonginnie.”

He cooed, rubbing the boy’s back with his hand and Jongin seemed to like the treatment when Kyungsoo felt the other relax under his touch. The taller boy turned his head towards his boyfriend and pouted. “Bubble bath?” “You already took a shower after your dance practice.” “But I still prefer staying on a tub with you and besides, you haven’t showered yet.” “We just arrived. We need to rest first.” “How about dinner downstairs? Ah, no. My parents are there.” “What’s wrong with it?” “You know how awesome my relationship is with my parents.” Kyungsoo didn’t want to argue and force his boyfriend again so he just nodded and lay down next to the other boy. “So what should we do now?”

Jongin nibbled on the chicken bone he was holding as he whined for more, distracting his boyfriend from the movie they were watching. Kyungsoo sighed at his boyfriend’s unbelievably huge appetite and grabbed his phone to order another bucket of chicken. The younger boy just smiled and positioned himself behind his boyfriend, legs apart. He leaned his chin on the boy’s narrow shoulder, still nibbling on the bone. His eyes focused on his boyfriend’s facial outline, admiring each feature and if he was to choose which part of the face he liked the most, it would be the lips that could do amazing things to him like kissing and some other more pleasures. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” “I give you the permission to be cheesy.” “You just have the most beautiful eyes that could be as innocent like an angel’s but can seduce me back to hell. Lips that can make a heart-shaped smile and yet, could give me the best blowjob I cou—.” “Stop.” The older boy demanded. Jongin snickered and threw the bone away into the bucket. “And soft, pale skin that makes me want to lick every inch of you.” Kyungsoo groaned and pulled away before his boyfriend could have his greasy lips against his neck. “No, stop, baby. I hate grease on my skin and you know that.” He sternly said.

The younger boy squirmed at the endearment. “I know. I like the way you call me that.” The shorter boy softened his posture and leaned back against the younger’s chest. “So you better behave if you want me to call you like that.” “I still prefer you calling me that when everything gets hot.” “I’ll try.” He slapped the younger’s hand away from his crotch with a coo. “Baby, I don’t want grease, remember?” “Fine.” Even without looking at the younger boy, Kyungsoo could tell his boyfriend was pouting. “We still have class tomorrow, Jongin.” “I know. I can’t force you to have sex with me even though I really missed you and I think I’m getting a boner again.” He muttered the last few words before pulling away. “I’ll just be in the bathroom.”

The chicken delivery was long ignored and forgotten because something more important than a hungry stomach came. It was just the need of feeling each other’s bodies and they were feeling generous enough to share their warmth to each other. The silent hallways surrounding the tanned boy’s room was filled with echoing moans, grunts, curses and the couple’s names made by both boys. It only lasted three hours after midnight. No big deal.

Chapter 52 There’s a point in Jongin’s life when everything goes the opposite of the way he wanted things to be like waking up next to a lover and exchange sweet morning kisses before getting up from the bed but what happened was waking up alone in bed with an upset and ignorant boyfriend getting ready for the day. He assumed it must have been caused by the long hours of playtime in bed which his boyfriend didn’t originally agree upon doing so but as an ignorant hormonal teenager he was, he teased his boyfriend until the other eventually gave in to him. Instead of pretending that he had no clue, he took a shower and dressed himself with his uniform before carefully approaching his boyfriend and Kyungsoo didn’t show him any sign of rejection. He rested his hands on the shorter boy’s forearms, his grip was loose to avoid making his lover’s sore body feel more pain, and kissed the boy’s forehead with a whisper of apology. On the other hand, Kyungsoo didn’t want to make a big deal out of it though he was upset that the younger boy crossed the line of their agreement but since he was aware of the days they have left before Jongin goes to college, he just decided to keep it as a memory of their longest night together. After all, it was their first night again after days of separation. Jongin smiled when his boyfriend shook it off and muttered that everything was fine. “I won’t do that again and I’ll stick to our agreement.” “I missed you and I think that’s why I just gave in.” The shorter boy tip toed and pecked on his boyfriend’s lips as he wrapped his arms around the younger’s waist. “I would be crazy if I would say I wasn’t turned on by a handsome and sexy guy.” He said softly against the boy’s lips and chuckled as he stood back on his heels. “Who wouldn’t want to fuck a cute guy with nice ass and sexy lips like you anyway?” He asked, running his hand down to the older boy’s butt cheek and gave it a grope. “I’m sore, mind you.” Kyungsoo hissed, slapping the taller boy’s hand away. “Do you know how I feel when my boyfriend has both genders running after him while I just have girls in my line?” “Should I be proud of myself?” He smiled, earning a pout from the other and he willingly planted a soft kiss on the taller boy’s lips. “Is my boyfriend insecure?” “I am but I still trust you.” “You can trust me.” Kyungsoo sealed it with another kiss before pulling away. “Let’s eat breakfast now if you don’t want to be late.” Instead of heading to the door with the shorter boy, Jongin picked up his bag and rummaged through it. “Just go ahead. I’ll be right down after I check my things.”

“Okay.” The older boy walked out and headed downstairs while Jongin took his time to check his books needed for the day. After five minutes, Jongin walked down to the dining room and he was quite surprised to see his parents having breakfast, though they have some other stuffs like documents and newspapers as usual, and his boyfriend was blushing madly at something he had no clue. He sat next to his boyfriend who was eating quietly and he missed the smiles his parents made towards him. He didn’t want to ask his boyfriend about what happened and suspected that his parents might have said something embarrassing like they were too loud last night. Jongin stiffened at the thought and eyed his parents who were now busy reading stuffs from their papers. A blush crept into his face and just dug on his food to avoid any eye contact from his parents.

What he suspected was right and what his boyfriend told him sounded ridiculous but acceptable. “I don’t think I still have the nerve to step in your house again.” Kyungsoo told him while they were in the car. He unconsciously winced a little too loud than he expected, earning the whole class and the teacher look at him. Fuck that. He cleared his throat and pretended to copy notes from the board and the teacher just continued the discussion. During their lunch, Baekhyun was the first to interrogate him about what happened and Jongin honestly told them what he was thinking and what had happened the night before. The diva shook his head with a chuckle and confessed that what happened to him and his boyfriend was even worse than the younger boy’s. “My parents walked in on us and it wasn’t really a pleasant sight to see.” “I was pinning him up against the wall with his legs here.” Chanyeol added, his hands running around his waist. “He suddenly pulled away and dropped me on the floor.” Baekhyun continued and the couple laughed at the memory while the others did the same, even Jongin. “Anyway, Kai, your parents like Kyungie and I doubt they would think something bad about him or you. It’s pretty normal for couples these days to have sex in their homes even when their parents are around.” The other nodded and Sehun voiced out his thoughts. “I think that maid outfit led you there.” “Partly, yeah.” “Did he wear it?”

“No, he said he would never wear it again.” The disappointment was visible in his voice and still wished the day would come that his boyfriend would be his cute, little personal maid for a day. That would be hot.

A movie date made up for their awkward moments earlier that day and Kyungsoo pulled up the arm rest between them and snuggled closer to his boyfriend with a pack of nachos and cheese in his hand. He would feed his boyfriend from time to time because Jongin was so sucked up on the movie that he didn’t even bother eating his own nachos in his hand. It was their first movie date where Jongin never made a fuss over little things like Kyungsoo going to the restroom or complaining how cold the place was so the older boy assumed that he really likes the movie they picked out. When they got out of the movie theater, Jongin loudly cursed when someone slapped his butt and Kyungsoo looked at him curiously. When they looked behind them, Baekhyun was grinning and gave the tanned boy another slap on the butt while Chanyeol just smiled and shook his head. “Would you join us for dinner?” Baekhyun asked and the other couple exchanged looks before nodding in chorus. “Good! I never thought you would watch a movie too. We could have gone here together.” Kyungsoo smiled and glanced up at his boyfriend. “We didn’t really plan this until we were driving back to my place.” Their dinner was followed by a midnight shopping with Baekhyun dragging Kyungsoo almost in every shop they would pass by while the two taller boys just trailed behind them. “When I first dated Baekhyun, I always told myself not to let myself too attached with him because of the rumors.” Chanyeol said out of the blue as they sat on a couch inside the shop while the two shorter boys roamed around the place. Chanyeol wasn’t originally part of Jongin’s group. Before, there were only Sehun, Baekhyun and Yifan in their group and Luhan joined them after meeting the foreign student in their dance club. Chanyeol used to be a loner as what others labeled him because he was too nerdy when he first came into their school in the middle of the school year. It wasn’t love at first sight for Chanyeol though he was assigned to sit next to Baekhyun on his first day in his new school. He found the shorter boy cute and it was just by chance that the said boy was on his monthly mood swings that when Chanyeol accidentally nudged their desks while Baekhyun was writing something in his notebook, the shorter boy glared at him with a hiss. Totally not a love at first sight for him.

After the class ended for a break, Baekhyun exploded and tackled the taller boy down into the floor, choking Chanyeol with his pretty hands. If Sehun wasn’t fast enough to react, the new boy might have fainted from lack of breath. The next day, Chanyeol was assigned to another seat and as days passed by, he noticed Baekhyun’s bright personality and good humor around his friends though the boy still had a colorful language or sparkling curses. It was when they were partnered for a project when he finally caught a glimpse of the boy’s real attitude and started hanging out together with the group. He learned about Baekhyun’s monthly period and fell deeper into the boy. He had heard rumors about Baekhyun being everyone’s bitch, spending nights over someone’s house for sex but those rumors didn’t stop him from asking the other out for a date. Days passed by and many dates happened until Baekhyun broke down into an emotional mess, saying that he was tired of all the rumors about him that none of them were true and confessed that he was scared that the taller boy would leave him and stop dating him because of the rumors. It was at the same time that Chanyeol grabbed the opportunity to ask the boy to be his boyfriend. “But I didn’t regret it because it never worked for me.” Jongin’s eyes never left his boyfriend’s figure as he listened. “You could have asked us if those rumors were true.” “I was glad I heard it from Baekhyun. I’m still wondering where those rumors came from.” “Nobody knows and we didn’t really care because we know Baekhyun never did those things.” Chanyeol nodded and smiled at the sight of his boyfriend making him choose between the two shirts he was holding. He pointed the one on the left and Baekhyun immediately returned the other one on the rack before entering the fitting room. “It made me realize I could really trust him when he told me he wanted to be serious with our relationship though at some point I doubt him but it’s nothing serious.” “So it’s fine with you that you’ll be out for college?” Jongin asked, turning to the taller boy. “I tried to think positively and I consider that as a challenge to see if we could handle our relationship to that point and I believe we can surpass it.” The tanned boy smiled. He wouldn’t deny it that even though his friend looks like a dork at times, Chanyeol knows a lot of things and more mature than he looked like. “I can’t really imagine myself with someone else but Baekhyun.” “I never even imagined myself ending up with a guy.” He chuckled and turned back to see his boyfriend make a face after seeing the price tag of a shirt.

“I thought you were straight too and I found it weird when I realized you were the only one who liked girls in our circle.” “Yeollie!” Baekhyun called out from the fitting room and Chanyeol immediately stood up and walked towards the cubicle that his boyfriend was in. Jongin didn’t have a choice but accompany his own boyfriend who looks at the clothes with interest until he sees the price tags. He picked out the last shirt that the older boy place back on the rack and thought it would look nice on his boyfriend. It was a navy blue sweater with a bright print of the Eiffel tower. As if reading the younger’s mind, Kyungsoo looked back at him with a bored expression. “I’m not wearing any more expensive clothes.” “I’m going to spoil you and I’m not listening to any argument from you.” Jongin said with a smug look and hung the shirt over his shoulder. The older boy made a face of you-know-I’m-not-rich-to-spoil-you-back look but the other just smiled at him. “Jongin.” He whined softly, reaching out for the shirt but the younger boy held his wrists. “Please, don’t do this.” He pleaded. Jongin couldn’t reject it and gave in. “Okay but let me buy this one for you.” Kyungsoo bit his lower lip and gave it a thought. “Fine.” “Is that against your will?” He asked, trying to make sure his boyfriend wasn’t forced to agree on it. “No, I just thought it would be fair on both sides anyway.” “Okay.” Jongin smiled and headed to the counter to pay for it and just right after he had received his card back, Chanyeol stood next to him with a bunch of clothes and went back with another bunch. “Wow, that’s a lot.” The taller boy pointed at the last pile of clothes he brought over. “Baek said this is for your boyfriend.” What? He looked back at his boyfriend who seemed clueless. “Are you sure?” “Yeah, and these looked too small for Baekhyun.” Chanyeol answered, raising a shirt with a smaller size. After Chanyeol paid and have the clothes in shopping bags, he handed one to Kyungsoo who looked at him with confused eyes. “It’s yours.” Baekhyun popped out of nowhere and nodded. The response that Kyungsoo gave made Jongin look at him in disbelief. He thanked the couple with a genuine smile and the couple bid goodbye because it was already late.

“Really?” The tanned boy asked as they got in the car. “You just let Baekhyun buy you stuffs and you would reject me if I do the same.” “I didn’t know they bought something for me.” Kyungsoo admitted, fixing his seatbelt. “I could have rejected it too if I knew and I didn’t want to be rude so I just accepted it.” Jongin pouted for the whole ride.

“Don’t be like that.” Kyungsoo cooed at his upset boyfriend as he entered the bedroom after he showered. “It’s not a big deal to be upset of.” He walked over to the bed on the empty side and sat on it. “What would make you feel better?” Jongin looked at him, looking tired and sleepy. “You.” “What should I do?” “I don’t know.” Kyungsoo sighed and walked back to the door to turn off the light switch. As soon as the light went off, he heard Jongin whimper in frustration. The younger boy latched into him as soon as he lay down in bed and it was one of the times Kyungsoo liked when he could cuddle his boyfriend to sleep. The next morning, everything was better and Jongin was back to his whiny self that even Kkamjong buried himself under the pile of dirty laundry because he hated to listen to the tanned boy’s whines. At least that’s how Kyungsoo interpreted the cat’s action. “Jongin.” He called the boy’s attention who was walking in circles around the living room. “Jongin.” He called once more and stood up from the couch. “Hyung, please. Just tonight.” The tanned boy stopped walking and turned to the shorter boy. “I told you I’m going home later this afternoon.” “Do I have to get on my knees to beg?” Kyungsoo groaned. “Jongin!” Before he could realize it, the younger boy was already kneeling. “Fine.” “Tell me you’re not forced to agree.” “I will still say no if I am not forced.” “I’ll just go alone then.”

“Then go. This might be the last time we’ll be called boyfriends.” It wasn’t the idea of Jongin going to a club that bothered Kyungsoo but it was the thought of having to deal with a drunken teenager that made him want to just stay safe from possible menaces that could occur. “Hyung! Don’t say that!” “If you go alone and get drunk, I’m really sure you’ll be having your dick in some else’s lose holes out there.” “That’s why you have to go with me.” “I’m your boyfriend, not your guardian.” Finally feeling his knees burning, Jongin struggled to stand up and nodded. “Okay, I’m not going.” “I’m not stopping you, Jongin. I’m just not willing to go out tonight and tonight might be a good opportunity for you to prove that I can trust you even if I’m not there to look out for your every move.” “I’m not going. I don’t want to mess up again.”

Kyungsoo sighed and slouched on his seat, watching his boyfriend drink another bottle of beer. Baekhyun had called him that lunch time and proposed an idea that could test Jongin’s awareness of his surroundings while the tanned boy is lightheaded. They just have to wait until Jongin was drunk before they get into action. After a while, Jongin started speaking nonsense and it was their cue to move down to the dance floor and casually chat with some random people. The tanned boy didn’t even notice his boyfriend left. It took the boy another bottle and tried to lean against his boyfriend when he realized that Kyungsoo wasn’t there. He suddenly felt sober when he had a panic attack. “They’re down there.” Yifan said, pointing at the crowded dance floor down the bar. He stood up, his vision spinning a little and leaned over the railing hoping to spot his boyfriend among the crowd. He successfully spotted the older boy with Baekhyun and Luhan but they were sitting along the bar stools and they seemed to be having fun chatting with the bartender. He hurried downstairs with a heavy feeling and as he approached, he noticed his boyfriend grinning as the stranger talked to him. “Hi, baby.” He said a little loudly over the loud music as he stood behind his boyfriend, arms possessively wrapping around the shorter boy’s waist.

The conversation stopped and Kyungsoo turned slightly to him with an undeniably proud smile along with the other three pairs of eyes. Luhan and Baekhyun were smiling to themselves and the bartender did as well for he knew the plan that Baekhyun told him. “Hey.” Kyungsoo greeted back and Jongin kissed his cheek, probably wanting to show his ownership. “Got bored there?” “I was looking for you. What are you doing here?” “Baekhyun asked me and Luhan to go with him since they know I don’t really drink beer.” He glanced at the bartender who was back to chatting with Luhan and Baekhyun. The younger boy turned the stool that his boyfriend was sitting on and he was now standing between Kyungsoo’s legs with his hands on the boy’s waist. “Don’t leave me without saying anything. You made me worry.” “You were busy talking.” Kyungsoo stated, resting his arms on the younger’s shoulders. Jongin glanced at the bartender before fixing his eyes on his boyfriend’s. “You seemed to have fun talking with him.” He hates it when he’s jealous. “He’s nice and funny.” The statement just made his feeling worse but he knew he wasn’t in the right place to fuss over it. His boyfriend didn’t do anything but talk anyway and his friends were there so he was sure everything was fine. “Do you want to go up to the room and rest?” “If you want to rest then I’ll go with you but if you still want to have fun, I’ll just stay here with Baekhyun and Luhan.” “Don’t you want to join me back at there?” He tilted his head towards their spot. “I can’t relate to whatever you and your friends talk about in there so I’ll just stay here since I think I’m starting to enjoy here.” Kyungsoo didn’t miss the slight change in the boy’s expression and he was sure Jongin was getting jealous just like how they planned it. “You can go back there and drink more. I don’t think you’re drunk yet.” “I don’t want to drink anymore.” The shorter boy couldn’t help but smile. “If you say so.” Jongin kissed his boyfriend and their lips lingered together for a little longer than usual. “Ew, get a room already and fuck!” Baekhyun said and the couple pulled away, turning to face him. “Thanks for the suggestion.” Jongin said, pulling his boyfriend away with him.

Baekhyun laughed and turned to Luhan. “That worked pretty well.”

Chapter 53 Jongin couldn’t believe he was attending his high school graduation and it’s not the thought of his years of hard work finally paid off that made him feel down the whole ceremony but it was the thought of leaving for college in a month. Somehow his spirit brightened up when he got up the stage and received his academic awards and diploma because he spotted his boyfriend sitting next to his mother, giving him a proud smile. He never expected his boyfriend to be there since only two seats were reserved for each student, mainly for just parents only and since his father was nowhere to be found, he assumed his mother brought Kyungsoo along. “Congratulations, Jongin.” His mother said, giving him a hug and he awkwardly returned it. “Your father was so excited to attend your graduation but something urgent came up so I just brought Kyungsoo.” She said as she pulled away. “Thank you, mother.” The tanned boy smiled and turned to his boyfriend as soon as his mother walked over to someone she knew. “You’re here!” He cheered, spreading his arms wide, inviting the older boy into a hug. “I am here!” Kyungsoo returned with the same level of enthusiasm and hugged the younger boy. “Congratulations, Jongin. I’m so proud of you.” He said with tears tempting to form in his eyes. “I feel like having my son graduating in high school.” “I’m your boyfriend, not your son.” Jongin chuckled and pulled away. “But I’m looking forward to attend our son’s graduation in the future.” Kyungsoo laughed but he wouldn’t deny he liked what he heard. “That’s like, 25 years from now.” “I can wait.” “Kyungie!” Baekhyun’s high pitched voice echoed from a distance. “You’re here! No wonder Kai looked so happy when he got up the stage.” He said and the doe eyed boy gave him a hug. “Congratulations, Baekhyun.” “Thanks, Kyungie! I can’t wait to spend my college days with you!” The diva squealed after they pulled away from the hug and he started jumping in excitement. “We might be in classmates in some classes!” “I can’t wait for that too.” Kyungsoo smiled at the thought and the rest of Jongin’s friends came to them and he showered everyone with greetings. He looked back at his boyfriend who was being tackled down on the ground by Sehun and Chanyeol, asking for help.

Jongin groaned at the painful strike from his right shoulder, cursing his two friends who tackled him down on the ground hours ago. His boyfriend applied a liniment to somehow ease the pain. Both spent the rest of the afternoon in Jongin’s room, neither of them wanting to go out before attending Chanyeol’s graduation party later that night. Kyungsoo had cooked spaghetti which was requested by his boyfriend. They ate on the same plate while watching a movie and Jongin started bothering the older boy about his romantic delusions of eating the same string of pasta and ending with a kiss. Kyungsoo just looked at him with bored eyes. “You can just tell me if you want a kiss.” “But I want it to happen in a romantic way.” Jongin pouted. “So you’re saying the way I kiss you isn’t romantic?” “What? No! It’s not like that.” He whined and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy’s torso. “I always love the way you kiss me.” He leaned closer to kiss his boyfriend only to be met with a piece of table napkin brushing across his pouting lips. Kyungsoo suddenly smiled, remembering something. “I almost forgot. I have bought the best present for you.” The younger boy watched him in silence and curiosity and Jongin couldn’t hide the fact that he was excited to find out what it was. Kyungsoo reached out for his bag and took something out. It was a blue, thin box for necklaces and the tanned boy already had a hint on what it was. Jongin was expecting something like a necklace with their initials engraved on the pendant but when he opened it, a familiar set of colors of white, blue and red ribbon welcomed him that reminded him of the medals he received earlier that day. The pendant was a big, medal-like plate and it was gold with the word WINNER embossed at the center. The void under the word made him laugh when he realized it was a bottle opener in a form of a medal. “You’re the weirdest person I have ever met!” He said, picking up the medal and proudly wore it around his neck. “And it’s cool! I love this.” “It took me days to look for a present and when I saw that, I immediately thought of you because you’re the best drinker I know so maybe a bottle opener would be a good help to your beers.” He smiled and pecked on his lover’s cheek. “That’s really sweet. Though I promised myself not to drink so much once I start going to college, I still think I deserved this medal.” “You deserve that.”

Kyungsoo, Luhan and Chanyeol were in the kitchen, having their own little party with some drinks and waiting for the oven to finish the cupcakes they baked. Instead of entertaining his guests, Chanyeol decided to bake something out of boredom half an hour after the party started and Kyungsoo was willing to help along with the Chinese boy. On the other side of the house, Yifan, Sehun, Baekhyun and Jongin were talking randomly until the youngest boy noticed the new set of wireless headphones that the diva had around his neck. “Did Chanyeol give that to you?” Sehun asked, pointing at the gadget. “Yeah.” Baekhyun nodded. “I didn’t really ask for anything but I think he remembered that I mentioned about this weeks ago. I still bought him three snapbacks.” “Luhan bought me a new set of portable speakers and I gave him the lava lamp he had been wanting to have months ago.” Yifan fixed his long, leather coat and told everyone that Tao bought it for him and the others admired the boy’s sense of fashion. “So, is Kyungsoo’s gift to you a ticket to roleplaying kink?” Yifan joked and they broke into laughter. Jongin didn’t mind since he got over the maid outfit incident and shook his head, searching his pockets for the medal. “I don’t think I have brought it with—oh, wait. Here.” He pulled the ribbon out from his back pocket and wore the medal. Baekhyun was the first to realize what it was and started laughing his ass out. “No shit! But it’s cool! Oh my god, that is just… it’s like it was made for you!” Sehun and Yifan started laughing along and the youngest held the pendant and playfully hit the tanned boy’s shoulder. “I have never seen anything like this before. It’s really cool and weird.” “I thought I was the only one who thought it’s weird.” The tanned boy admitted and chuckled. “It’s the best present that I have ever received so far, except for this.” He raised his left hand to show the promise ring his boyfriend gave him. “What’s that?” Yifan asked. “A promise ring.” “Yeol’s idea.” Baekhyun proudly added, showing his own hand with the silver band on his ring finger. “Maybe you should give one to your partners.” “What is it for?” Sehun inquired with interest. Meanwhile, Luhan told the other two about his studies back in China and his worries about Sehun being too far away from him. Kyungsoo said the same thing and Chanyeol agreed as well. They were applying red velvet frostings on the first batch of cupcakes that were done and Luhan sprinkled them with tiny star shaped sweets.

“I never expected Chanyeol to be good in baking.” Kyungsoo stated with honesty and the tall boy chuckled. “I think this is how I got to make Baekhyun to be my boyfriend.” “That’s nice.” Kyungsoo smiled and a figure at the doorway captured his attention. “Why are you wearing that?” He asked, almost whining, at the sight of the bottle opener hanging around his boyfriend’s neck. Luhan and Chanyeol looked up and saw the medal on the tanned boy’s chest, both chuckling at the realization that their eyes have been deceived. “I’m proud to get an award from you.” Jongin said, standing next to his boyfriend. “That’s cool. Did Kyungsoo buy that?” Chanyeol asked and the tanned boy nodded. “Something that actually fits you. Where’s Baekhyun?” “Still with Sehun and Kris.” He nodded. “Would you like to help?” “Sure, why not?” Jongin’s excitement was immediately brushed away immediately. “Don’t touch anything, Jonginnie.” Kyungsoo cooed, eyes fixed on the cupcake he was holding. “Seriously, you can’t trust him in the kitchen. He’s just the best in—.” “In bed.” Jongin interrupted. “Shut up. I was going to say eating.” Chanyeol snorted and Luhan laughed. “Not in bed even in your first time?” The giant asked, eyeing the tanned boy who suddenly glared at him. “He took me in his study table.” The doe eyed boy deadpanned. “And trust me, it wasn’t nice.” Jongin wrapped his arm around the shorter boy’s waist and hit the taller boy with his free hand on the shoulder. “But I made it up the second time, right?” He addressed his question to his busy boyfriend. “No, you forced me to do it even if I told you I was sore.” Chanyeol laughed like a maniac at the tanned boy’s misery as he walked away to Luhan’s other side, away from the boy’s deadly arm. “But Jonginnie made it up to me when he let me top him! He didn’t argue when I asked him and—.” “You don’t have to tell them that!” Jongin interrupted with an unexpected loud voice and his boyfriend turned to him with an unimpressed expression. I shouldn’t have said that.

“Okay.” Kyungsoo said, walking away and stood next to Chanyeol and before the tanned boy could whine, Baekhyun entered the room and stood next to the doe eyed boy. “Hi, Baekhyun.” “Hi, Kyungie!” The next thing Jongin realized was that he was being dragged away from the kitchen by Sehun.

He wanted to go back to the kitchen to apologize for raising his voice but Sehun and Yifan kept him busy with stuffs like eating something and the two would ask how it tastes like. He found himself sitting on one of the wooden chairs in the corner the balcony, away from the guests or even his friends. Though the music was still loud and the guests’ chattering voices echoed, he felt physically peaceful. He wasn’t sure why he felt so lightheaded though he didn’t drink much and he thought maybe it was the noise that made him feel dizzy. It could have been because his boyfriend was upset with him. He had no idea how long he had been there alone and he thought he could have possibly fell asleep until he felt some weight on his lap. A smile made its way in his lips when he realized it was his boyfriend sitting on his lap with a cupcake and a can of beer. “That looks delicious.” He said and took the can from the other’s hand. “They said it’s good.” Kyungsoo said, shifting on the younger’s lap, legs dangling on the tanned boy’s right thigh. He pulled the cupcake’s paper cup and took a bite, moaning in agreement. “It’s nice.” He moved his hand closer to the younger boy to let his boyfriend take a bite. Jongin nodded as he swallowed and sipped from the can, sitting straight in his seat. His free hand rested on the smaller boy’s waist while Kyungsoo continued to eat. “I’m sorry about what I said earlier.” The older boy let out a soft chuckle and looked at his boyfriend innocently. “I wasn’t mad at you.” “Still, I shouldn’t have raised my voice.” “Just forget about it. It wasn’t a big issue.” The tanned boy nodded and placed a soft kiss on the older boy’s jawline, earning a whimper for the other. “Finish this.” Kyungsoo said, moving the piece of cupcake left in his hand towards the younger’s lips and Jongin willingly took it all in and received a peck on the lips as a reward. He crumpled the paper and dropped it on the floor before wrapping his arms around the taller boy’s neck and snuggled as Jongin leaned back against the backrest. If Jongin was asked about the things he discovered about his boyfriend, he would say that Kyungsoo’s clinginess at times was one of the things he loved about the shorter boy. He was aware that the first few

months of their relationship were all about him, being clingy all over his adorable boyfriend who doesn’t return the same affection as much as he did but he didn’t hate it. Kyungsoo’s mother had made it clear to him that his boyfriend was good with hiding some feelings. It was after that incident when he noticed his boyfriend’s clinginess that he eventually grew accustomed to. He used to be the one who often makes the first moves in showing affection like kissing and cuddling while the older boy just waits for him to do things before returning the action. But now, it was different with Kyungsoo giving him kisses and hugs at no particular occasions and Jongin loved the warmth of affection. His thoughts were distracted when a sudden bright light flashed with a shuttering sound in a distance. He found Baekhyun holding a camera at the corner with a bright smile. “Aw, this is so cute.” Baekhyun cooed as he approached the couple. Jongin snorted and took the can to his lips while his boyfriend stood up to look at the shot that the diva took with his camera. “I should make copies for both of you.” “That would be great.” Kyungsoo smiled after seeing the shot and he found it cute like Baekhyun said. The tanned boy just watched the two in front of him as he tried to finish his beer. Baekhyun left after a few minutes and his boyfriend want back to him to the same position as before. “I want to go home.” He muttered and the older boy looked at him in disbelief. “Are you serious?” For all Kyungsoo could remember, Jongin had never asked him to leave in the middle of a celebration. “Is that really hard to believe?” He chuckled. “Well, you were never the type to go home from a party. You always want to spend the night over.” “I want a change.” Kyungsoo chuckled and pecked his lips. “Okay. Let’s go and tell your friends then.”

By home, Jongin meant somewhere private yet away from home. Even after a harmless argument about where to go, Kyungsoo gave up at his boyfriend’s stubborn attitude. “Fine. I’m agreeing to this because you just graduated.” He reasoned out earlier. And there he was, naked underneath his boyfriend and a moaning mess. He doesn’t know why but having his boyfriend smell and taste like alcohol turned him on even more. Remembering that time when he wanted his drunken boyfriend to take his virginity almost made him smile in the middle of their love making.

With his eyes closed, he could just imagine the how hot the younger boy would look above him. His moans falter with every thrust, his nails digging into the tanned shoulders as they reached their peaks. Jongin gave his boyfriend a soft kiss on the lips before pulling himself away and laying down next to the shorter boy. He watched the shorter boy roll out of bed. “Where are you going?” “Shower. I don’t want to fall asleep feeling like this.” Kyungsoo answered, heading to the bathroom. “A bubble bath sounds nice right now.” He smiled towards his boyfriend and Jongin jumped off the bed almost immediately. Jongin lay back on the tub with the older boy straddling him, their lips moving together. Though a bit unsatisfied, Jongin didn’t move when his boyfriend pulled away. “So, what’s your plan this summer?” He threw his head back and relaxed as he thought of an answer. “I’m not sure. Spend time with you, probably.” “But I’ll be working at the café again.” He tilted his head and gave his boyfriend a confused look. “Why?” “Did you ever realize that I’m done with my job with you? I have no one to drive to school now and no one to give advanced lessons.” “Oh.” “But it’s okay. It was just around when appa was sick that I needed multiple jobs.” Jongin nodded and pulled his boyfriend down, Kyungsoo’s back against his chest. The older boy shifted and leaned on his side because the younger’s little junior was on the way to his comfortable position. “Let’s go on a vacation.” The tanned boy suggested. “No, I don’t have enough money. I told you I prefer saving money for emergency cases than taking a vacation.” “Let me treat you for the last time.” This month. Kyungsoo paused and hesitated for a moment to give a nod. “How many nights?” “One week.” “That’s too long for a vacation.” “That’s actually too short and we have a month left.” Jongin muttered the last part. He had been counting the days left for them to spend and as much as possible, he wanted to ignore it and enjoy the present moment.

Kyungsoo just hummed and rested his head on the tanned boy’s shoulder. One month. “Time flies too fast, huh?” “It does.” “I hope it does fly fast when you leave.”

Chapter 54 Kyungsoo had checked his seatbelt for the nth time since they got into the plane and the ride haven’t even started yet. He had seen too many movies that had a plane crash and having his first time didn’t do him any better. “Jongin, I’m scared.” He mumbled, his fingers running along the belt. He heard his boyfriend chuckle next to him and his one, sweaty hand held by the other boy’s, their finger entangling together. The younger boy looked at his boyfriend’s pale lips and ran a thumb across it until the older boy turned to him with pitiful eyes. “It’s going to be okay. We only have an hour of ride and you won’t feel anything once we get off the ground.” By the look his boyfriend was giving him, he could tell Kyungsoo was starting to regret agreeing to the planned vacation. “Trust me, okay?” It took Kyungsoo a tad of effort to nod and tighten his grip on his boyfriend’s hand and closed his eyes. Jongin felt his boyfriend shift uncomfortably when an announcement was made to inform the passengers that the plane was going to take off. He watched his boyfriend the whole time, his other hand rubbing a thumb on the back of the boy’s hand to soothe the nervousness that the other was feeling. Once the flight was stable, the tanned boy leaned closer and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek. “It’s okay now. Open your eyes and take a look outside your window.” Kyungsoo hesitated to open his eyes but still managed to sigh and smile at the taller boy. He did as told, looking outside the window with awe as the city lights started to multiply in the darkening place. He felt the younger taking his hand off him and started to unbuckle his seatbelt so he could move and watch the scenery below. “Is this necessary?” He asked as the younger boy started to unbuckle his belt as well. “Not really but it’s fine. Would you like something to eat?” He couldn’t say no to it since he hasn’t eaten anything before the flight because he was worried he was going to throw up everything in the plane. “Sure.” He nodded and looked back outside the window as his boyfriend called a stewardess’ attention. The view made him remember that first night at the suite Baekhyun and Chanyeol reserved for them and the one from the plane was much more amazing because he could see it from above. While he ate, Jongin was busy reading a magazine about entrepreneurship and he could imagine his boyfriend having an article on one of the magazines, talking about his success and the company. Kyungsoo was already feeling proud of him. “Look.” Jongin turned to him and showed him a page from the magazine with a family photo outside a famous building. It was Chanyeol with his sister and parents. “It’s the latest issue and I wonder if Baekhyun knows about this.” “Maybe he is. It’s about his boyfriend after all.”

He smiled at his boyfriend, earning a curious look. “Maybe fifteen years from now, we could be in the same picture here.” “Why we? I’m not part of the Kims.” “We’re going to be married in, maybe, five to ten years from now and when my father turns sixty, I’ll be taking over the company and that will be in twelve years.” “It still doesn’t make sense. My name’s not going to change even if we get married unless we get married outside like Canada. I will still be Do Kyungsoo.” “We’re going to get married in Canada then.” Kim Kyungsoo. The shorter boy made a face. “It doesn’t sound nice to me anymore. I mean, Kim Kyungsoo?” “Then let’s make it Do Jongin.” There was a pause before they started giggling at how lame it sounded. “You can’t change your last name, dummy. You’re taking over the company with your last name on it. Maybe I could get used to Kim Kyungsoo anyway.” Jongin nodded, closing the magazine and pointed at the cover. “We’ll be here like I said with our son.” “Yeah.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “I hope so.”

Arriving at the suite, Jongin found his boyfriend passed out in bed after returning from the lobby to take care of the papers he needed to sign. Kyungsoo’s phone started ringing softly somewhere in their luggage and he decided to pick it up without disturbing the other’s sleep. He dragged himself into the living room and opened his boyfriend’s bag and fished the phone out. It was Kyungsoo’s mother who was calling. “Eomma, it’s Jongin.” He said as soon as he answered the call. “Oh, hi, Jongin! I was just wondering if you arrived safely.” “Yes, we did and Kyungsoo hyung is already asleep when I returned from the lobby.” He stated, looking back at the open door to the bedroom. “Aw, Kyungsoo must be tired. He had never been in a plane before so I was worried he’ll get sick.” “He’s fine, eomma. He actually enjoyed the ride.”

“Thank you for taking care of our Kyungsoo, Jongin. You enjoy your vacation, okay? Make some love there if you know what I mean.” Kyungsoo’s mother giggled from the other line and Jongin couldn’t help but smile. “I know what you mean, eomma. I’ll make sure Kyungsoo hyung would have a good time.” “Yes, thank you again. I’ll just hang up now and you should rest too.” “Bye, eomma.” “Bye, Jongin.” The call ended immediately and the tanned boy went back to the bedroom to check on his boyfriend who was still wearing jeans, polo shirt and a pair of socks. He felt the need to take care of it and decided to remove the boy’s socks and pants off for more comfort, leaving Kyungsoo in his shirt and boxers before he headed out to the bathroom to take a shower. The next morning started with something tickling the tanned boy’s nose and it smelled like his shampoo. Jongin opened his eyes to the large window with the sunlight trying to enter through the dark and thick curtains. He could feel the older boy’s breath against his neck and an arm draped across his chest. He wished he could wake up to it every day. The shorter boy shifted slightly with a whimper and Jongin smiled at the adorable sound yet he stayed still and closed his eyes. After what seemed like a long time, he felt the older boy playing with his shirt’s collar. “Morning.” He softly said as he opened his eyes and the movement in his collar abruptly stopped as their gazes met. Kyungsoo smiled at him and returned the greeting with a soft peck on the lips. “I didn’t know I fell asleep.” He said, moving his legs under the blanket and he was aware that he only had his boxers and polo shirt on. “Did eomma call? I was expecting a call from her.” “She did and she just wanted to know if we arrived here safely.” He nodded. “So, what are we going to do now?” “Breakfast?” “Sounds good. I’ll take a bath first.” The older boy rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom while the younger boy called for a room service. After a while, he could hear music playing outside the room and it sounded like a classic song from the 80’s. Typical sweet morning. He came out in a robe and started to unpack their luggage as he looked for something to wear, oblivious to the stare he was receiving from the younger boy. “What are we going to do today?” He asked so that he could have the idea on what to wear. “We’re going to the Teddy Bear Museum.”

Kyungsoo looked up from the pile of clothes to his boyfriend who was heading to the door when a buzzing sound came. “A what?” He stupidly asked though he heard clear enough. Jongin didn’t answer until the door closed and he pushed the food cart at the side of the room where a table and two chairs were located. “A museum of teddy bears.” “I know but I never knew such place exists.” He just chuckled and headed to the bathroom. “Just eat if you’re hungry.” The older boy nodded before the other closed the door to the bathroom. “Teddy bears.” He muttered and shrugged, picking out his clothes.

“The Beatles!” Kyungsoo chuckled, bending down and looked through the glass with four teddy bears with band instruments imitating the famous classic band. “This is so cute!” He cooed. It wasn’t Jongin’s first time in the place but he can’t hide the excitement for being in a familiar place with his boyfriend who was adorably overflowing with excitement. He realized that it’s really different when he’s with his boyfriend no matter where they are. “Charlie Chaplin!” “Oh, look, Monalisa!” “Aha! Fashion show!” The tanned boy watched his boyfriend hop from one place to another while he kept his camera ready for candid shots. At least he had captured his boyfriend’s moments that were worth remembering while he’s away. They had lunch at the restaurant and chatted casually about which one they liked the most and they ended on the park, strolling and watching the view of the sea. Kyungsoo couldn’t stop talking about how much he liked the place and kept thanking his boyfriend but the younger boy told him that one thank you was enough. “Ever since I started high school, I barely had a summer vacation.” Kyungsoo said as they sipped on his iced coffee that afternoon in the museum’s café. “I’m happy to be here right now.” “We’ll make the best of it then. It’s our first vacation together and this means all fun.” Jongin cocked his head to the side and smiled. “What can you say?” “You’re right.”

“We still have time to go to Cheonjiyeon Falls. It’s just a five-minute walk from here.” “You really planned this trip carefully, huh?” Kyungsoo was impressed by the way his boyfriend seemed to know the places all over the island. “I’ve been here a lot of times so don’t question me.” Jongin stood up and offered his hand towards the older boy. “Let’s go?” They brought their drinks with them and leisurely walked their way towards the falls, stopping by to pay their entrance fees. They have disposed their drinks before they arrived at the place. “THIS IS BEAUTIFUL!” Kyungsoo yelled over the sound of the never ending falling water as he clung his arms around the younger’s. Jongin chuckled to himself, remembering that time when they went to the amusement park and Kyungsoo was excited about all things that he sees around them. “I KNOW!” He dragged the older boy towards the edge of the rocks but his boyfriend kept pulling him back. “COME ON!” “WE MIGHT FALL DOWN IN THERE! I CAN’T SWIM!” He let the new information sink in and tightened his grip on his boyfriend’s hands. “I WON’T PUSH YOU AND WE WON’T FALL DOWN!” Kyungsoo looked at him, unconvinced. “TRUST ME!” The older boy sighed brushed his hair away from his face but immediately gave up when the wind blew it back to his face as he clutched his one hand into the younger’s sleeve and the other tightly gripped into the taller boy’s hand. He still didn’t feel safe. The edge of the rocks weren’t that far from the water level but the depth of the water scared the older boy, his whines drowned over the noise. Somehow, he liked what he was seeing and comfort came when the tanned boy wrapped an arm around his waist to secure him. When Jongin suddenly pulled away, Kyungsoo panicked at an instant with his hands gripping tightly on the younger’s shirt. “WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” “I’M GOING TO TAKE YOUR PICTURE!” When Kyungsoo released his grip, he was surprised that the shirt looked like a crumpled mess. He had gripped too tightly but the tanned boy just smiled and didn’t mind it. “HOW CAN YOU TAKE A PICTURE OF ME WHEN ALL OF MY HAIR IS ON MY FACE?” “YOU STILL LOOK GOOD!” Jongin laughed and walked away, stopping at a good distance before preparing his camera while the shorter boy just stood in his spot. “SMILE!” “ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I CAN’T SMILE WHEN I’M ALMOST AT THE EDGE OF A CLIFF AND COULD BARELY SEE ANYTHING!” Nevertheless, Jongin kept pressing the button even after the older boy whined.

“JONGIN!” The younger boy let his camera hang around his neck and motioned for his boyfriend to come over to him which Kyungsoo took the chance with relief. He wrapped draped his arm around the shorter boy’s shoulders and planted a kiss on the boy’s forehead as they walked closer to the falls.

After their dinner back at the suite, the couple was resting on the couch, watching a foreign reality show about house renovations with Jongin lying on his back against the armrest and his boyfriend between his legs and on his chest was the older boy’s head. “Are you going to stay at your university’s dorm like frat houses?” Kyungsoo randomly asked, eyes fixed on the TV screen. “No, Sehun said he preferred having an apartment near the campus so I just agreed since I think it’s better than sharing a public bathroom and stuffs.” “What kind of apartment?” “The one with a lobby and security so that we have proof that no one else is going to visit us up to our unit.” “But you could always reserve a hotel room if you want some fun.” “I can but I won’t do that. I will give you my class schedule and I’ll be right back at the apartment right after my class.” “How would I know?” “There will be a log book.” “I trust you.” Kyungsoo said, turning his head to face his boyfriend who did the same and shared a chaste kiss. “If I hear something that says you’re cheating on me and you can’t prove to me that you’re not guilty…” He hummed, thinking of what to say next while Jongin waited patiently. When it took the older boy too long to finish, Jongin guessed what was next. “You’re going to cut off all our connections and never talk to me again.” “No, I’ll kill whoever that bitch who seduced you and I’ll end up in jail but you’ll bail me out and tell me you love me and we’ll live happily ever after. If you cheat on me again, I’ll do the same thing again.” What made the younger boy crack was his boyfriend’s expressionless face when he said it. “Oh, god. Are you serious?”

Kyungsoo smiled and shook his head. “You were right. I’ll never talk to you again.” “You can trust me, babe. I’m still head over heels for you and I’ll never trade these buns with anything.” Jongin teasingly groped his boyfriend’s butt cheeks, earning a moan from the other. The look on his boyfriend’s face seemed like Kyungsoo didn’t expect a moan coming from him. He was caught unguarded when the shorter boy attacked his lips a little roughly. Jongin moaned back in response as their tongues slip though each other’s lips and the friction between his legs woke his sleeping hormones when Kyungsoo slowly brushed their crotches together. “Damn, we’re getting a little needy right now, aren’t we?” He smirked as the older boy pulled away for a few seconds before having their lips attached once again. Kyungsoo moved down to the younger’s neck, taking all the time he wants to mark his boyfriend and Jongin could only release his pleasure through his moans. With the shorter boy being all dominant than him, he couldn’t help but be turned on because he finds a dominant Kyungsoo really sexy. He mentally noted that he’s ready to go bottom at any moment. BUZZ! BUZZ! The doe eyed boy stopped and pulled away, giving his clueless boyfriend. “Did you call for a room service? I told you I hate it being interrupted by it.” He glared. Jongin frantically shook his head in defense. “I only called for dinner but you look so fucking hot right now.” The buzzing sound came again and Kyungsoo didn’t have a choice but get the door. “Thank you, baby. I would love to top tonight.” He flashed a sweet smile and leaned down to kiss his boyfriend’s unsatisfied lips. “Anytime, babe.” He stood up from the couch and the buzzing sound came again and this time, it was never ending. Kyungsoo huffed and walked towards the door and was welcomed by a sight that sent him mixed emotions of embarrassment, anger and excitement. “Kyungie! What took you so long to open the – hey, I smell sex.” Baekhyun sniffed and turned to his boyfriend with a sly grin. “Almost like sex.” He added and hugged the doe eyed boy. “I missed you, Kyungie!” “What are you doing here?” Jongin popped out behind the shorter boy. Chanyeol shrugged and pointed at his boyfriend. “Baekhyun!”

“Oh my god!” The diva pulled away from the doe eyed boy and pointed a finger at the tanned boy’s neck with fresh blotches. “Kyungie’s topping you tonight!” “What are you doing here?” Jongin asked again, pulling everyone inside and checked the hallway for anyone eavesdropping before he closed the door. “Vacation, of course.” Baekhyun stated and made himself comfortable on the couch where the couple rested minutes ago. “We just arrived but I heard some staff mentioning someone name Kim Jongin so I asked if it was you.” Kyungsoo exchanged looks with his boyfriend in silence. “Anyway, if you want to continue your romantic moment, please feel free to do it. I’m interested to see a bottom Kai.” Chanyeol just smiled and looked at the couple in front of him, silently communicating with their eyes. No matter how he pitied the couple, he couldn’t help but go with his boyfriend’s crazy ideas. “I can video tape them and upload it on a porn site.” “What the fuck? Shut up!” Jongin wailed. “That’s a great idea, Channie!” Baekhyun agreed, getting up from the couch. “We could actually make a plot in here and maybe make something kinky.” “Fuck you!” “Oh, foursome.” Baekhyun sang. “I like that.”

Chapter 55 When Jongin told Kyungsoo they were going to a place full of kitchen utensils, the older boy gaped at the sight when they were still just on the entrance, welcomed by a large frying pan that has the name Chefline World on it. Since Chanyeol is good with cooking too, the other couple decided to go along and Jongin thought it would be more fun for Kyungsoo to have someone who could relate with kitchens. They were welcomed by a sight of more cooking pots and frying pans as they entered and Kyungsoo and Chanyeol started talking about the differences while for those who can’t cook like Baekhyun and Jongin, they all see them just the same. They reached the observation deck with waterfall where they could see everything around the place and Jongin felt so small looking at the giant kettles and other utensils that stood below. It was his first time going there, though he had heard of it, since he was never interested with anything that relates with kitchen except for eating. They went down to the field and stood by each giant utensil. “I feel small.” Chanyeol said, posing next to a kettle while Baekhyun took a photo of him. “I feel smaller.” Kyungsoo muttered, only loud enough for his boyfriend to hear and Jongin held the urge to laugh, afraid that it might offend his lover. He felt the tanned boy’s arm around his shoulders and somehow he felt warm and comfortable. “Take our photo too!” Jongin said to Baekhyun and dragged his boyfriend with him to the spot where Chanyeol just left. His arm remained on the shorter boy’s shoulders and Kyungsoo’s arm rested around his waist. He handed Baekhyun his camera to use. Baekhyun cooed at how cute they looked with Kyungsoo tilting his head closer to the younger boy, both grinning that their eyes smiled along.

“Wait! I don’t know how to use this!” Kyungsoo panicked as he stood next to an electric bike while the others were already standing on their bikes. An instructor came to help him and it wasn’t as hard as he thought but by the time he started his bike, his legs wobbled in fear that he might fall down the bike. Chanyeol and Baekhyun already rode ahead and Jongin waited for his boyfriend in a distance. “You won’t fall. Even kids can do this and it’s safe.” The instructor said, encouraging the doe eyed boy to start.

When he caught up with his boyfriend, Kyungsoo sighed in relief and realized that there was really nothing to be scared of. “This is nice. How much did you pay for this?” “6,000 won.” Jongin answered, eyes focused on the path as they turned a curve. “What? That’s so expensive for half an hour!” “Better than 3,000 won for ten minutes.” He turned to his boyfriend who looked at him in disbelief. “I don’t give you the right to complain because we agreed to this and I’m going to pay for everything.” “I know. I’m trying not to complain but everything here is expensive.” “Just don’t mind it. We’re here to enjoy.” He smooched in the air towards the shorter boy and ended with a wink.

After the wild flower hill and pin wheel hill, they stayed at the love lock hill and wrote their wishes for their partners and Jongin was the happiest because he never had a chance to go to the Namsan Tower for the locks but still, it was similar to it. May Kyungsoo hyung be serious with the Team Kim and may he stay lovely and happy, Jongin wrote and he looked over to his boyfriend who wrote Good health and success in Jongin’s studies. Chanyeol and Baekhyun were bickering about what they wrote on their locks because Baekhyun had written Even more cupcakes to come from Yeol while Chanyeol wrote May Baekhyun never lose unused eyeliner. “I thought it’s about our partners but you wrote something for yourself.” The giant stated. Baekhyun scoffed. “And you wrote something offensive! You know I have magic hands and I lose things easily.” “You lose nothing but eyeliners! Even the one I bought you from Italy.” The shorter boy pouted. “Sorry, Yeollie.” “It’s okay. I can buy you another one.” Chanyeol assured with a peck on the cheek. “And you can lose it again.” “And about this cupcake thing, I just missed those times when you come over to my house and we make cupcakes together.”

Jongin and Kyungsoo exchanged smiles and locked their wishes together at the center of the heart shaped grid of steel. The younger boy surprised his boyfriend with a kiss near the lips. “I love you, hyung.” “Hi, there, Mr. Romantic.” Kyungsoo said and chuckled, turning to face his boyfriend who leaned closer for a proper kiss. When the taller boy pulled away, he found his boyfriend smiling at him. “I see your No PDA campaign has ended.” “I slowly got used to it and it’s your fault for kissing me out of the blue in unexpected times.” Baekhyun made a gagging sound from the other side and Chanyeol was smiling next to him. “You are so disgusting!” He glared at the tanned boy. “As if you never do that!”Jongin retorted. “I told you before that you wouldn’t find it disgusting when you do it with your partner.” The diva pointed out. “You were like, ‘Ew! Get a room!’ before you started dating Kyungie.” “That was way before and just shut up. I’m a better person now.” Baekhyun snorted. “Self-proclaimed, I know.” Before the harmless argument could continue, Chanyeol distracted his boyfriend and Kyungsoo calmed his own boy. “I love you too, by the way.” Jongin smiled and hugged his boyfriend.

The four of them stared at the giant rabbits when they got to the animal farm, all argued by themselves whether to find the huge animals cute or not. The hopping animals were way larger than the usual ones they saw before. “They’re big.” Baekhyun said and the others nodded. Kyungsoo thought that the ground might shake when all the giant rabbits hop all together and he felt goose bumps creeping up to his neck. Creepy. There were also ponies and deer which they found more adorable than the giant rabbits which looked cut and scary at the same time.

They were having their dinner at a restaurant near their hotel when Baekhyun suddenly leaned closer to the table and the others leaned as well. “Have you heard of Loveland?” Only Kyungsoo shook his head and the three boys thought how cute it was. “Kyungie, Loveland is a sex museum.” “What?” Kyungsoo looked at them in disbelief. “Do you mean there are naked sculptures?” “Yes, outdoor sculptures with different sex positions.” “Are we going there?” He asked, not sure of himself if he was interested or not. “I think it’s for adults only.” “From ages 20 and above.” Baekhyun stated and frowned at the realization. “We’re not yet 20.” “I am but I’m not going.” Jongin was so happy at the statement he heard from his boyfriend and hugged the shorter boy. “My baby is not going to leave without me.” Baekhyun sighed in disappointment as he leaned back on his chair. “Kai just turned 18 and Yeollie and I just turned 19. Kyungie looks like a 16 year-old kid.” Kyungsoo snapped his head towards the diva with a glare. “I am not.” “Hey, stop teasing my boyfriend!” Jongin hissed, his hand running along his boyfriend’s hair. “He may look cute but he’s sexy too.” He leaned closer to the shorter boy’s ear and whispered, “In bed.” “I know.” The doe eyed boy whispered back with a smile. Knowing what the couple was whispering about, Baekhyun was on the way to ruin their plan. “Let’s play a board game in your room later!” “No!” The couple chorused and Baekhyun laughed with his boyfriend at how desperate the other two sounded.

Whatever Jongin expected to happen that night without the annoying diva’s interruption, it never happened. His boyfriend was being all cutesy and lovely, talking about how much fun he had with exaggerated hand gestures. The tanned boy just listened and he never missed the shorter boy’s sparkling eyes as the other talked. He could just nod and smile.

The romantic time he planned was long forgotten and he spent the rest of his night listening to his boyfriend as they cuddled in bed until they fell asleep. The next day, the couple went to the Gimnyeong Maze Park though Baekhyun suggested that they should check out the World Automobile Museum but knowing his boyfriend, Jongin preferred somewhere outdoors since Kyungsoo doesn’t even know anything about cars except for the fact that those moving mobiles are generally called cars. “Let’s bring a map just in case we won’t be able to get out in 20 minutes.” Jongin said and his boyfriend just nodded. They both had a map but they kept it for a while and started to walk along the maze, ending up with dead ends. They tried another route and still met with a tall bush. Kyungsoo groaned and muttered that he was hungry after being lost in the maze in less than fifteen minutes. The younger boy spread out his map and tried to guess their current location. “I think we’re here.” He pointed a finger into the map and looked up to see nobody else. “Hyung?” He turned the corner and was brutally welcomed by two separate ways. Why did you leave? He had no idea which way to go but he chose the one on the right side and if he couldn’t find his boyfriend, he’ll go back and take the left side. “Kyungsoo hyung!” On the other hand, Kyungsoo excitedly skipped back to the spot where they stopped. “Jongin, I found a way out!” But there was nobody there. He looked on the only way left for him to take, hoping to see his boyfriend. He didn’t like what he saw. There were two routes and the other one led to another two separate routes. “Jongin!” The tanned boy stopped on his tracks, thinking that he just heard his boyfriend calling him from a distance. “Hyung! Where are you?” He loudly said, hoping for an answer. “Over here!” “Do you know I can’t see you through these shrubs?” “I know! Just go back to the dead end! I found a way out and I’ll wait there!” “Okay!” The problem was, when Jongin turned back, he couldn’t remember which route he took. Dammit. It took Kyungsoo five minutes to wait for his boyfriend but in the end, he just sighed when Jongin appeared with an apologetic smile. “It took you too long.” “I couldn’t remember which way to go.” The younger boy pouted.

“Anyway, I found the way out. I was gone in less than a minute and you already walked away.” “You could have at least told me to wait.” “Okay, my bad but I’m really hungry right now.” They walked out hand in hand, their faces lit up as they found the bell that they were supposed to ring to finish the mission. “Woohoo!” Jongin threw his fist in the air as he cheered and gave his boyfriend a high five for their success. “To the café!” “I want to use the restroom first.” “Okay!” Kyungsoo gave the younger boy a weird look at the unnecessary enthusiasm. “Weirdo.” He chuckled and headed to the restroom.

Jeju Mini Mini Land, Kyungsoo read the sign. “Mini Mini Land?” If Kyungsoo felt so small in Chefline World, the next stop made the doe eyed boy feel like a giant that he could smash ever mini miniature famous landmarks. “Sounds small.” He added. “That’s why it’s called mini, right?” Jongin chuckled. As soon as they entered, Kyungsoo transformed into a ball of energy and his boyfriend just smiled at the sight. Who wouldn’t find it cute when your boyfriend is much more excited than the kids around? “These things are so cute!” The shorter boy cooed, standing by the mini Taj Mahal. “Makes me feel tall for a while.” Jongin raised his camera and moved back a little. “One, two…” He started counting and the older boy faced the camera with his trademark heart-shaped smile. “…three.” He took the shot and gave his boyfriend one thumb up. They hopped from the Forbidden City to the Sydney’s Opera House, to the Eiffel Tower, Great Wall of China and more. Kyungsoo would make silly poses which Jongin enjoyed much for seeing his adorable boyfriend’s dorky side.

Jongin wished this vacation never ends.

“Wow, I never heard anything from them the whole day after we separated.” Jongin muttered as he lay on the couch and referred to his two other friends on the floor below them. Kyungsoo silently crawled up to his boyfriend and rested on top with a sigh. His ear pressed against the younger’s chest, listening to the heartbeat. The tanned boy ran his fingers through the shorter boy’s dark locks and hummed. “Can I have a kiss from my lovely hyung?” “Sure.” The older boy bluntly said but didn’t move an inch. A minute passed and Jongin still didn’t receive what he wanted. “Come on.” A whimper came from the boy and Kyungsoo lifted himself and pecked on the younger’s lips. He pecked the lips again and again until the tanned boy let out a chuckle. He ended with a long, chaste kiss before kneeling between his boyfriend’s legs. “I’m tired and too lazy to take a shower.” “I’ll prepare the tub for you.” A smile crept into his lips at the offer and nodded. “Bubbles?” “With bubbles.”

When Kyungsoo entered the bathroom, the fragrance of the scented candles invaded his nostrils. The only source of light was the candles on the sink and some more candles around the tub. “Smells like honeymoon in here.” He chuckled and felt a pair of arms around his waist and soft lips on his neck. “It’s more relaxing, right?” “I think so. Join me?” “I’d never say no.” “You’re going to tell me stories tonight.” They stripped off their clothes and Kyungsoo was the last to get in, sitting between his boyfriend’s legs and leaning his back comfortably against the younger’s chest.

Jongin took a handful of bubbles and let it rest on the boy’s shoulder as he spoke. “Remember when you always rejected me when I tell you I’ll shower with you?” “That was before we had sex and we barely knew each other. Did you expect me to be nude in front of you?” “Not really but I was hoping you would. You were always scared when I tease you.” Kyungsoo blew on the mound of bubbles in front of him and sighed. “I was a virgin and I was scared.” “That you’ll be just one of my one-night stands?” “That and a bit of losing my precious v-card.” “I was worth your v-card?” “You were, I think.” “You think?” The tanned boy snorted and bit his boyfriend’s ear in a playful manner, earning a grunt and an unexpected pinch on the thigh. “Fuck!” He hissed at the sharp pain. “For a small guy like you, you’re unbelievable too painful—OUCH! STOP!” He grabbed the shorter boy’s wrist and raised it to his lips, tempting to bite but another sharp pain was felt on his other thigh. “Hyung!” “Yes, Jonginnie?” The other cooed, looking back at the younger boy. “You’re so evil.” Kyungsoo chuckled. “I love you too.”

Chapter 56 The last two days of their stay in Jeju was spent in another hotel near Hamdeok Beach to experience the typical summer vacation near the sea. Aside from the main beach, the couple had stayed by at the second beach where there was less population for the fun activities. Jongin had a hard time asking his boyfriend to join him in snorkeling but with the fear of drowning even at shallow water won over Kyungsoo. They didn’t need to argue and Jongin just stayed by the shore with his boyfriend, burying each other under the warm sand. They agreed with the Banana Boat and the older boy was literally screaming his lungs out the whole time like he was riding a roller coaster. The younger boy’s name echoed everywhere when they fell on the water and Kyungsoo was crying for help with his hands slapping against the water’s surface. The tanned boy chuckled as he swam towards the scared boy. “Calm down. You have a life jacket for a reason.” “I can’t swim!” “I’m here.” He pulled his boyfriend closer to him and the shorter boy eventually stopped flailing around, panting hard. “Oh my god. I thought I was dying.” Kyungsoo said, his limbs wrapping securely around his boyfriend. “No more water activities.” “Okay, babe. What about night clubs?” “I’m in.”

Kyungsoo checked himself in the full body mirror by the closet, not confident of how he looked. He was wearing a pair of white skinny jeans with a tucked in blue denim shirt that Jongin bought for him when they attended the concert. He had his fringe brushed up with wax. “Someone’s getting laid tonight.” He looked back at his boyfriend standing by the doorway with a beige coat over a dark gray button-up shirt and black skinny jeans. “Why do you look cool in everything you wear? I mean, look at me.” He said pointing his fingers from his shoulders down to his feet. “You look handsome, babe. Turn around.” Jongin used his index finger to create an invisible circle towards the shorter boy. When Kyungsoo turned, his eyes darted down the boy’s well-formed butt cheeks under the white fabric. “Look at that ass!”

The shorter boy’s hands immediately covered his precious butt with a hiss. “Come on!” He whined. Jongin chuckled and walked towards his boyfriend, arms wrapping around the shorter boy’s waist. “But really, you look good and promise me you won’t dare to get yourself look as cool as this without me.” “Why not?” “Someone might get interested with you.” “I’m not that handsome. You look handsome in every way, unlike me who needs to make an effort with everything to look good.” “But I have my eyes on you.” Their gazes met through the mirror and both chuckled with Kyungsoo’s hands resting on top of the younger’s boy’s larger ones. “I have my eyes on you too.”

“Let’s make a bet.” Jongin suggested as they entered the club. “Whoever gets the most number of people who approaches us will have the chance to demand anything from the loser for the rest of the vacation here until we reach the airport tomorrow afternoon.” The shorter boy made a face at the offer but still agreed. “It’s obvious that you will win.” “Darn, hyung, you look stunning tonight. You’re not hard to miss.” “There, your playboy side is coming out.” “Ten minutes. If nobody approaches us in ten minutes then we’ll just do whatever we like.” The younger boy led his boyfriend to the four-sided bar counter, making the other sit on the last stool. “I’ll just be over there.” He pointed at the other opposite side before walking over to his seat. There was at least three meters between them and Kyungsoo clenched his hand into a fist, wanting to punch the sly smile on his boyfriend’s lips because it made the younger boy look so handsome. Jongin ordered a drink for them and just let the bartender deliver it to the shorter boy while they had a staring game. He sent a kiss through the air to his unimpressed boyfriend across him, earning a glare from the older boy. Hot. He enjoyed the way he boyfriend looked at him but he was disturbed by a gentle tap on his shoulder. “Hi.” A girl smiled at him, wearing a short, black tube dress. “I’ve never seen you here before.”

“It’s just my first time in here.” He answered back with a smile and glanced at his boyfriend across him as the girl sat in the stool next to him. He watched his boyfriend horribly drank the whole glass in a shot and he was about to step down on his stool and run back to his boyfriend when Kyungsoo placed his glass down with a bring-it-on smirk. Let the game begin. “I’m Areum.” The girl said, catching his attention. “Nice name, as beautiful as you.” No kidding, Jongin found her pretty. “I’m Kai.” He offered his hand for a handshake and the girl shyly took it in hers. “Kai.” Areum repeated with a lick on her lips. “Sexy.” Jongin looked back in front of him, his eyes almost popping out of its sockets when he saw two girls talking to his boyfriend and worse, one girl’s hand was all over his boyfriend’s chest. There was no way his boyfriend was enjoying it but Kyungsoo was laughing along with the girls. Get your dirty hand off my property, slut! “So, Kai, are you on a vacation? I actually think you’re too young for a club.” “I’ve got connections.” His eyes never left his boyfriend and he still couldn’t believe his boyfriend was letting other girls touch him. It went for a while with Kyungsoo chatting and laughing with his girls and ordering more drinks while Jongin managed to keep the conversation going with Areum until he felt a hand on his thigh. “Yes?” “Would you like to go somewhere private?” He let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. “I’m not interested, sorry.” He glanced down on his wrist watch and it was already past three minutes than they originally planned. “I’m sorry, but I have plans.” He sighed, getting off his stool and just accepted the fact that he lost the stupid bet he made. “What? You’re leaving?” Areum asked but he chose to ignore it. He looked up at his boyfriend’s spot but Kyungsoo was gone. His eyes immediately looked through the crowd, wishing that his boyfriend didn’t go somewhere private and play with the bitches but in the end, his worries just increased when he failed to spot his boyfriend. He turned and called the bartender’s attention and asked for the bill, his jaw dropped on the floor when he was informed that his boyfriend ordered another four glass to drink by himself. He received his card back and asked if the worker had any idea where his missing boyfriend was. The bartender pointed somewhere on the other side of the club. “I heard the girl mentioned something about a VIP room and our private rooms are located over there.” VIP room? Girls? Without me? It didn’t make any sense to Jongin. “Thanks.” He nodded at the bartender and headed towards the VIP rooms.

His boyfriend wasn’t planning to take revenge on him, right? The image of Kyungsoo kissing someone else made him shiver. Please, no. He was about to enter through the entrance door to the hallway when he felt an arm slipping by his waist. “Why is my baby boy heading to the VIP area?” Thank heavens! He let out a sigh of relief when he came face to face with his smirking boyfriend. “I was looking for you.” His arm immediately wrap around his boyfriend’s shoulder. “Where did you go?” “The restroom.” Kyungsoo cocked his head to their left where a small hallway led to the restrooms. “I won, huh?” “You did.” The older boy leaned his forehead against the younger’s chest with a heavy sigh. “I think I drank too much.” “Five glasses in ten minutes!” Jongin pointed out. “Let’s get a room.” Before the tanned boy could ask what room that the other meant, his lips were already captured by the older boy’s. He moaned through the kiss, feeling his heat rising at an unbelievable speed as he pulled away. “Wait, babe. We should ask for a room first.”

Jongin impatiently pressed the number 5 among the elevator numbers because his boyfriend was literally clinging on him, the older boy’s hands all over him. As soon as the elevator opened, he dragged his boyfriend to their reserved room, swiping the keycard and opened the door. It was just right after he slipped the card in the card holder on the wall when he heard the door slam behind him. It wasn’t necessary for them to cross the room to get into something more comfy like a couch or a bed since the shorter boy was in his overflowing hormonal state which comes not too often. The younger boy had his boyfriend pinned against the nearest wall as they shared an intense kiss full of tongue sucking and lip biting, not even caring if they hurt each other because the need was too strong for them to care. It wasn’t in their plan to have sex on their last night of vacation but after enjoying too much in different places each day deserved something hot and sexual. That’s how Jongin thought about things. “Fuck.” The tanned boy grunted as the older boy started nipping on his neck. It was when he had decided that they needed to be in bed which was only a door away.

He lifted the boy by the thighs and Kyungsoo immediately wrapped his legs and arms around the younger but his lips remained on the crook of the taller boy’s neck. Kyungsoo was stripped from his clothes as soon as he was laid on the bed and he started stroking his hardened length while waiting for his boyfriend to get naked. He got on all fours and he let his finger teasingly run along his tight rim before slipping a finger in, making himself stifle a moan. He never knew he could be so sensitive in too much heat. “Fuck, that’s hot.” Jongin muttered, finally pulling his pants and boxers off his ankles. He watched his boyfriend finger-fucking himself for a while and the painful moans turned him even more and he had the urge to slam into that tight hole already. Even though he had always wanted to try fucking his boyfriend raw, he still knew it would be too much pain so he opened the drawer in the night stand, hoping to see and bottle of lube. A smile crept into his lips when he found what he had been looking for. He took the bottle and grabbed his boyfriend’s hand, earning a whine from the older boy. He poured a good amount of lube into the boy’s fingers and leaned down to peck on his boyfriend’s cheek. “I love what you’re doing.” Without giving a response, Kyungsoo fucked himself again with his fingers while the tanned boy stood before him, watching the show while stroking his own hard cock. “Fuck me, Jonginnie.” Jongin was taken aback at the sudden request and since when did Jonginnie sound so sexy? “You’re not prepped well yet.” “I won the bet so get your dick inside me already!” Kyungsoo hissed. The tanned boy quickly obliged, coating his cock with a generous amount of lube before positioning the tip of his length outside the older boy’s rim. He slowly entered the tight hole, both groaning in pleasure for different reasons. The way the older boy felt around his cock was overwhelming and he didn’t even think twice before thrusting again. Kyungsoo was whimpering in pain, still unable to adjust but he didn’t mind. Jongin flipped his boyfriend onto his back before continuing his inconsiderate rough thrusts. He had the older boy’s knees up to the shoulders, having the nicest angle and earning a sudden loud moan from the other. He knew he easily hit the spot by the way Kyungsoo jerked at the pleasure. He pushed his whole length in, feeling the shorter boy’s grip on his forearms tighten with nails sinking into his skin.

“Ba-by…” Kyungsoo trailed off, his breath faltering as the younger boy kept abusing his prostate. “FFaster…” Whatever Kyungsoo demanded was much obliged by the younger boy with pleasure. The shorter boy was a moaning mess and Jongin loved the sounds he was making. Jongin could never get tired of hearing it. They both came twice already and their third climax was fast approaching again. Jongin leaned down to add another mark on his boyfriend’s pale chest that perfectly contrasted with the fresh blotches he already made. He felt the walls tighten around his cock once again and he felt the other release his warm, sticky liquid between their bodies while he continued to invade the tightened walls until he reached his own peak. They were both exhausted and sticky with their own mess but they still cuddled each other’s naked bodies. “Hyung?” Kyungsoo hummed in response, snuggling closer to his boyfriend’s chest. “Can I request something?” “Sure.” “I really like the way you call me baby so can you call me like that often?” “But I still like Jonginnie more.” He cooed. “You only use endearments to me when we’re having a sexy time together or when you’re up to something evil.” “I don’t want to.” “Please? Even just for three weeks before I leave.” Kyungsoo looked up to meet his boyfriend’s hopeful eyes. “Okay, if you say so. I might get used to it and maybe I could call you that forever.” Jongin’s eyes gleamed with happiness and his lips pouted. “But only when you call me daddy. I love kink, you know.” “What? No!” “Come on, baby.”

“Dad—I mean, hyung!” Shit. “I almost said it! Curse you!” “I’ll ride you for another round if you call me daddy.” The younger boy seemed pleased with the idea but he knew they were exhausted and they still need to get back to the hotel to pack their things. Besides, they can’t sleep at a dirty and sticky bed. “No, save that for some other time.” “I’ll be expecting that and I’m ready for another round.” Jongin cupped his boyfriend’s face and squished his cheeks. “Are you still drunk?” “No!” The boy whined. “Good! Let’s take a shower, get dressed and head back to the hotel. We have things to pack and we can’t be late on our flight back.” He released the other’s numbing cheeks. Kyungsoo snorted and got up. “I’m still the one who’s going to end up packing everything and you’ll just sleep.” “I promise, I’ll help.”

In the end, both fell asleep after changing into sleeping clothes but Jongin woke up early to pack their things.

Chapter 57 Instead of going straight into his house, Jongin insisted to stay at his boyfriend’s home in Goyang along with their luggage. The couple continued their rest in the shorter boy’s room after they changed into something comfortable when they arrived. Kyungsoo’s parents had to go over at a batch reunion at a hotel owned by one of their batch mates, leaving the two boys alone in the house with Kkamjong until the next day. When Kyungsoo woke up in the late afternoon, his back ached as he moved from the awkward position he woke up to and partly because of their rounds the night before. He opened his eyes, facing the ceiling while his legs tangled with the younger boy’s. He groaned unconsciously and the taller boy stirred. He failed to move away without disturbing his boyfriend’s sleep and muttered apologies as he pecked on the younger boy’s lips. “Does it still hurt?” Jongin asked in a whisper, chasing the older boy’s lips with his as Kyungsoo pulled away a bit. Kyungsoo winced and hummed in response. “You had the courage to go for another round last night, huh?” “I just got carried away, you know. Last night was hot.” The younger boy shifted and hovered over his boyfriend, careful enough not to cause pain on the boy’s sore body. “You were hot.” He whispered against the shorter boy’s lips, teasingly brushing their lips together. “What would I do when I need you while I’m away?” “Give me a call and I’ll take care of your needs.” Kyungsoo chuckled, his fingers trailing down his boyfriend’s neck. “We have the whole house for the night, by the way.” “Hyung,” The tanned boy trailed off, the tip of their noses brushing against each other’s. “I would love to fuck you every day but I don’t think it’s necessary to do it each day and you’re always sore the next day. I care about my hyung.” He cooed the last sentence and Kyungsoo let out another chuckle. The older boy couldn’t help but feel butterflies inside him as he let the other’s words sink in. “I think I left my boyfriend in Jeju.” “Do you find it weird when I’m like this? I know I used to lure you into sex but I learn things too.” They stared at each other for a while, only the faint chirps of the birds outside filled their ears along with their soft breaths. Kyungsoo broke into a gentle smile, his thumbs drawing circles on the younger’s neck. “It’s not weird. I like it, actually.” “That’s good.” Jongin wrapped his arms securely around his boyfriend’s waist and sat back on the bed, pulling the shorter boy along with him. “What’s for dinner?”

The older boy leaned his forehead on the taller boy’s broad shoulder with a sigh. “I don’t think I can cook tonight but there’s a shop down the street owned by eomma’s friend. They have nice foods there.” “No problem with me. I was thinking that I shouldn’t let you do some chores for now.” “Sweet.” Kyungsoo commented, looking up and kissing his boyfriend’s chin.

“Hi, Kyungsoo! It’s been a long while since the last time you came here!” The owner of the shop, Mrs. Choi, exclaimed as a familiar boy entered her shop while she just finished serving the orders at a table. She approached Kyungsoo and led him to the nearest table when she finally noticed another boy. “Oh, who is this handsome boy here?” She smiled at the tanned boy. “I had been busy lately, auntie, and he’s my boyfriend.” Kyungsoo answered, sitting on the floor. The woman squealed a little and patted Jongin’s arm. “You must be the Kim that Kyungsoo’s mother had been sharing about. She really likes you.” She motioned for Jongin to sit across the doe eyed boy. Jongin bowed before sitting and smiled at the woman. “My name’s Jongin. I just graduated in high school. I like Mr. and Mrs. Do too and of course, Kyungsoo hyung.” “Sweet, young man. Anyway, boys, just stay here and I’ll get your food.” She left to the kitchen, leaving the tanned boy wondering what food she was going to serve them when they haven’t ordered yet. “Um, hyung, we haven’t ordered yet.” “It doesn’t matter. She knows what to serve us.” Kyungsoo laid his palms flat on the table and stared at his fingers. “I don’t like how stubby my fingers look like.” The younger boy smiled and laid his hands on top of his boyfriends, raising one hand and intertwining their fingers together. “But look how your fingers fit perfectly between mine.” The shorter boy could only giggle. “I’m starting to get confused with you sweetness and cheesiness.” “Either way, it’s being sweet for me.”

Ddeokbokki, Yangyeom Tongdak, Japchae and a bowl of Seollengtang were served after a while and Kyungsoo stared at his boyfriend who ate like he wasn’t fed for month. “Can you slow down?” Jongin mumbled incoherent words with his mouth full and his boyfriend gave him a glass of water to drink. After he swallowed down the food, he sighed and pouted. “These foods are better than the fancy restaurants I go to.”

“Just slow down. You’re not in some kind of eating competition here.” The older boy said with a shake of his head and Jongin just nodded before continuing his business. They stayed silent for a while, enjoying the food when suddenly a loud squeal caught their attention from the entrance and Jongin noticed how his boyfriend’s expression lighten up at the sight of a little boy coming their way. He was sure his boyfriend likes kids a lot and he could see his future Team Kim coming. Jongin smiled at the thought. “Kyung-ie hyung-ie!” The said little boy stumbled his way towards the familiar boy he had seen a lot of times, and had spent his playtime a lot with. The doe eyed boy laid his chopsticks down and turned to the four-year old boy with welcoming arms. “Yoogeun!” He wrapped the boy in his arms, looking up to see the kid’s parents entering the doorway. “Noona, hyung!” “Aw, Kyungsoo, I missed you!” The woman greeted and dragged his husband towards the doe eyed boy’s table and both got into their knees. “What brought you here?” Yoogeun pulled away and stared at the fresh, tanned face who was sitting across the table. He tilted his head to the side, observing Jongin. “My boyfriend and I decided to eat outside since we’re too lazy to prepare dinner. Eomma and appa are attending a reunion so we’re left at home.” Kyungsoo explained, turning his head towards his boyfriend who was smiling awkwardly towards the little boy. Jongin looked up to meet the shorter boy’s eyes and turned to the older couple, offering his hand. “I’m Kim Jongin.” The woman was the first to take his hand. “I’m Kyungmi and this is my husband, Yoongi.” She pointed at the older man beside her who also shared a handshake with the tanned boy. “It’s nice to meet you, Jongin.” “It’s nice to meet you too—oh!” Jongin felt a pair of short arms around his torso and found Yoogeun starting to cling on his body like a koala. “He likes you.” Kyungmi said, standing up from the floor. “We actually came here to help eomma with the shop so can I leave Yoogeun to you?” “Sure, noona.” Kyungsoo nodded with an assured smile, glancing at his boyfriend who was struggling to feed the small boy. The older couple disappeared to the kitchen right away, leaving the doe eyed boy enjoy the scene in front of him like it was some kind of a TV show while he ate. Yoogeun pointed at the seasoned chicken in the table with an adorable whine and Jongin immediately picked up a piece and fed the boy. The two boys haven’t shared a single word with each other but they looked very close already and Kyungsoo was glad to see his boyfriend’s relationship with kids.

Jongin noticed the way his boyfriend observed them with a smile so he leaned closer to the small boy’s ear and whispered something which Yoougeun announced immediately without hesitation. “Hyung said he’s ready to start the basketball team now.” The small boy said and took another bite from the piece of chicken that Jongin was feeding him. Kyungsoo gave his boyfriend a glare and said, “Tell him it would not happen until after six years when we’re all stable with our jobs and he’s ready to take care of five kids at once.” Yoogeun stared at the doe eyed boy, confused and unable to catch up with the long statement. “I didn’t say to get five kids at once!” The tanned boy argued but still kept his voice low. “So you’re going to let me take care of kids for years? Just because my job could be home-based doesn’t mean I’ll take all the responsibility to take care of them while you’re out in your office signing papers and arrive home late when our kids are already asleep and once again leave for work before they could wake up.” The tanned boy couldn’t care more about what his boyfriend just told him but the fact that Kyungsoo was already agreeing for their Team Kim was good enough. “Ah, hyung, you’re so cute.” Yoogeun giggled at the familiar statement. “Everybody says Kyung-ie hyung-ie is cute!” He squealed, bouncing on the tanned boy’s lap. Kyungsoo just stuffed his mouth with food and ignored the world until he was full and by the time he had finished eating, Yoogeun went to him and sat between his legs. “Hyung, about what you said earlier.” Jongin started, catching the shorter boy’s attention. “I think you’re right. I don’t really think I’d be close to the kids since my father does the same things you said when I was younger. I barely see him or my mother at home.” He pouted and Yoogeun giggled at the sight. “I don’t want that to happen.” To be honest, Kyungsoo didn’t really mean what he said. He was just caught off the hook and annoyed that his boyfriend could say things at random places which he prefers to be a private one. “I’m sorry, Jongin. I didn’t mean that.” The younger boy sighed and nodded. “But still, it’s true.” “Let’s just talk about this later, okay?” He nodded quietly and gave off a small smile.

Kyungsoo let out a muffled moan against his pillow as the younger boy’s fingers pressed against his aching muscles on his back with ointments spread all over his back. At first, he didn’t like the idea of getting a massage from his boyfriend but as stubborn as Jongin can be, the younger boy insisted and explained that it could be his chance to learn how to give his boyfriend the treatment. He stifled a moan again, not caring if it was loud or not since they had the whole house for themselves but the tanned boy didn’t like how the sounds came out. Jongin tried to ignore his hormones and if possible, put earplugs in his ears if he had one. After Kyungsoo made another erotic-sounding moan, he groaned and complained. “Stop making that noise. You’re turning me on.” The older boy shifted his head to the side and glared at his boyfriend. “I can’t hold it back. It’s painful and good at the same time.” “Just don’t make it sound like we’re watching porn here.” “Then stop what you’re doing. You insisted to give me a massage anyway.” He tried to roll into his back but Jongin stopped him from turning. “I’ll finish this.” Surprisingly, Kyungsoo fell asleep after a while in the same position and the younger boy kneeled down next to the bed and stared at his boyfriend’s sleeping face. His lips were slightly parted and Jongin didn’t hesitate to peck on those plump lips he got addicted to, making Kyungsoo stir in his sleep. He just stayed there, on his knees, admiring how his boyfriend’s face looked so calm and angelic. He brushed the boy’s fringe off the forehead slowly before planting a soft kiss on the boy’s forehead. Kyungsoo looked comfortable in bed so Jongin didn’t want to ruin the comfort by sleeping next to his boyfriend and laid out the mattress on the floor and went to sleep.

“Jongin, baby?” The tanned boy woke up to a familiar call and struggled to open his eyes into the darkness but he could make out the shorter boy’s silhouette by the faint light from the outside the window. His boyfriend was sitting on the bed and he could tell that Kyungsoo was already wearing a shirt as the other moved down next to him in the mattress. “What’s wrong?” He asked, his voice heavy from sleep, and welcomed his boyfriend into his warm embrace. The shorter boy cuddled closer to the taller boy’s chest and sighed. “I just had a weird dream and I can’t get back to sleep.”

“Tell me about it.” “There were creepy clowns, the one who kills, and an abandoned amusement park. I don’t know what really happened but it just keeps flashing back when I try to sleep again.” “Should I tell you a story until you fall asleep?” “You don’t need to.” But Jongin still told him a story he had watched before that Kyungsoo wasn’t familiar of. It was about six kids known to be little rascals who messes everything up and successfully save their grandmother’s bakery from the bank. Kyungsoo would chuckle from time to time until the younger boy noticed his silence and stable breathing before he could reach the last quarter of the story. The tanned boy smiled to himself as he closed his eyes in success of making his boyfriend sleep peacefully.

For the next few days, Jongin stayed over his boyfriend’s apartment only to be taught how to do his laundry, iron his clothes and fold them neatly. Kyungsoo could see the younger boy’s struggle especially when ironing the clothes and folding them because Jongin kept on hitting his fingers into the hot, metal surface and the way he folds his shirts was a mess. They both agreed that Kyungsoo would be back with his job at the café only after the younger boy left since both wanted to spend time together as much as they can. They do random things at day and make love at night. Sometimes they would get too sentimental that they almost tear up but they kept reminding each other that they would still personally see each other during vacations. “But it’s not enough,” Jongin would whine all over again but Kyungsoo would always tell him he was right but that would only be for a few years. “After that, I doubt that we could even be separated for a week.” Kyungsoo once said and they broke out laughing. Neither wanted to admit it, but they both secretly counted the days left until they found themselves in Jongin’s room, packing suitcases. Both of them stayed quiet the whole time, thinking that if one of them says something, they would end up crying.

20 more hours, Kyungsoo mentally noted as he glanced at younger boy’s digital clock that rested on the night table. Though he had accepted the fact that they were going to separate for months, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but feel lonely just by imagining how his days would be without his boyfriend. He knew he had survived and was completely fine before he met Jongin and he’ll be back in his old routine alone felt different because he knew he has a boyfriend, miles apart. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt the mattress next to him sink down in weight and he felt a pair of familiar lips on his temple. He managed to chuckle at the sweet action and looked up to see his boyfriend smiling at him. “Ready for dinner?” Kyungsoo looked down on his unfinished work and on the floor was an open suitcase half full of the younger’s clothes and sanitary needs. He reminded himself to list down reminders for his boyfriend. “I’ll just finish this later then.” They both went downstairs to the dining room and Kyungsoo had been expecting his boyfriend’s parents to be there but they weren’t. However, Jongin’s friends were there. “We weren’t exactly planning to have a party but I think a simple dinner would do.” Baekhyun said as the couple arrived in the room. The dinner was full of laughter and teasing, especially Yifan since Tao wasn’t there and he was the easiest target and nobody defended him. It went by like nobody was going to leave the next day. Luhan, as Kyungsoo noticed, would suddenly keep quiet and look at Sehun, probably not liking the idea of his boyfriend leaving the next day with Jongin as well. When everyone else went home, it was only ten in the evening and Kyungsoo continued packing his boyfriend’s things and Jongin did the same. The older boy took a piece of plain paper and a pen from Jongin’s desk and started writing down reminders. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6.

Always restock your kitchen with food every week and if possible, minimize your junk foods. Always check your soap and shampoo before taking a shower. Don’t stay in front of your laptop for hours. Take breaks if you can. Always bring a jacket or an umbrella. Check your phone’s battery before you leave your apartment. Call me when you’re feeling sick. I’ll answer your call anytime.

“What are you writing?” Jongin asked behind him, leaning over to see the list. He cooed as he read, resting his hands on top of the older boy’s shoulders. “I’m very lucky to have a boyfriend like you and speaking of it, we’ve been together for nine months already.” Kyungsoo stopped writing and looked up to meet the younger’s eyes. “I know.” He smiled and Jongin leaned down to kiss his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” Jongin chuckled and walked away, checking his things that he might have missed. 7. Always wear the promise ring because I’ll do the same. 8. If you’re horny, kick Sehun out of the apartment for a while and call me. ;) 9. Don’t drink too much. I don’t want to hear you complain how you teleported from a club into a bed. 10. Be friendly but no flirting. Don’t make World War III happen. 11. Don’t share personal things like eating utensils and don’t get me wrong. I just don’t want you to have mono and if you get one, I’ll never kiss you no matter how you beg for it and be careful, it takes mostly four months before you realize you have it and takes a long time to finally get rid of it. It’s still contagious even months after. :) 12. Don’t spend too much money in useless things unless you need it. 13. Don’t burn your kitchen down alone, bring Sehun with you just in case you get in a fire too so he could extinguish you first. 14. Do your laundry if you have time. “Babe?” Kyungsoo looked up from his list and turned his head towards his boyfriend’s direction and Jongin was crouching next to a suitcase, holding up a couple packs of condoms. “What about it?” “Why would you like me to bring these things? I don’t think I’ll be needing condoms anyway.” “I don’t know, just to be safe if you can’t stop your hormones and grab a prostitute down the street but if you don’t really need it, maybe you could blow it up like a balloon and play with Sehun.” He smiled and returned to his list, missing the WHAT-THE-FUCK look on the younger’s face. Sometimes, Jongin just doesn’t get how his boyfriend’s mind works.

Chapter 58 Kyungsoo had expected that he would be crying when his boyfriend leaves but the atmosphere was too comfortable to be sad at the moment. As usual, there were Baekhyun and Chanyeol with them at the airport like the last time while Sehun and Luhan were arguing about the taller boy’s lame choice of airport fashion. On the other hand, Kyungsoo found himself dragged around the airport by his boyfriend as if they were just having a date. They entered shops here and there, bought foods after foods with their hands holding each other’s. “Babe, try this.” Jongin handed his boyfriend a cinnamon roll. The older boy received it immediately and took a bite. “It tastes good, right?” Kyungsoo nodded with a smile. “We’ve been eating since we got here and you still seem to have a bottomless appetite.” The younger boy just hummed and they continued to walk towards a café. “We’ll have iced coffee before we head back to the others.” “That would be the last one.” “I’m not sure.” He grinned, earning a nudge on his rib by the older boy’s elbow. “Fine, it’s the last one.” He groaned at the pain but it faded the second Kyungsoo started feeding him. “My boyfriend’s so sweet.” He cooed. The older boy snorted in response but still continued to feed the other. “You’re going to miss this.” “Ah, right. But I’ll have more of this when I return.” “If we’re still together.” “That’s so mean! Of course, we’ll still be together. I’m doing my best for us and I won’t let everything be put to waste. As long as we trust each other, nothing could go wrong.” It was time for Kyungsoo to coo over his boyfriend’s maturity. “You’re such a big boy now.” “Don’t make it sound like I’m not serious.” He whined as they entered the café. “I’m proud of you, dummy! I’m not making fun of you.”

No matter how much both of them wanted to stick together, there was nothing they could do. Jongin wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s smaller figure, taking in the warmth that he was going to miss a lot for months. “I’ll call you immediately when we get there, okay? I’m going to miss my lovely hyung.” “I’m going to miss my baby too.” Kyungsoo said, planting a kiss on the taller boy’s neck as he returned the hug. “Always check the reminders I made for you if you have time.” “I will.” “I trust you, Jongin. Don’t do anything stupid.” “You gave me one last chance and I won’t waste it. I promise.” He pulled away and kissed his boyfriend’s lips. “That’s not our last kiss. There’s more to come when I get back.” “I bet it would be more than just a kiss.” Kyungsoo chuckled and pecked the other’s lips in return. “You know I won’t say goodbye to you because it’s not like we’re not going to see each other again.” “I know but I have to go now.” “Okay. Take care, okay? I’ll see you soon.” “I’ll see you soon.” Jongin repeated, leaving another kiss on the older boy’s lips. “I love you.” “I love you too.” They silently watched Jongin and Sehun enter the departure area and the tanned boy glanced back and smiled at his boyfriend before finally disappearing into the next room. “This is so heart-breaking.” Baekhyun muttered behind the doe eyed boy and Chanyeol immediately comforted his boyfriend by soothingly rubbing his hand on the boy’s back. “I wish I could manage not to cry like you, guys, when this giant leaves in two weeks.” “Sweet bum, I’m much nearer compared to those two. The time zone’s not a problem and you can visit me anytime you want.” The tall boy said and Luhan turned to him with a face. “Wow, your words made me feel better.” The Chinese boy sarcastically said with a bored face. Chanyeol innocently smiled back and changed the topic. “So, where are we going next?”

Chanyeol had reserved a VIP room at a club and credits to her sister for the access. The four of them decided to get wasted if they want but they agreed to get lighter drinks to last for a longer time. Their mini party wasn’t something like a typical lonely party for depressed people and Kyungsoo wouldn’t deny that he was having fun.

It was around 2 after midnight and Luhan was almost drunk while the others were still sober. The Chinese boy was clinging into Kyungsoo while the doe eyed boy sang a duet with Baekhyun and Chanyeol tried to pull the drunken boy away. Right after their song, the duet celebrated for getting a perfect score but Kyungsoo was distracted when his phone lit up from the table, receiving a message from the younger boy. From: Baby Jonginnie I’ll call you in three minutes. Take a look at the attached video first. Kyungsoo excused himself and went to the restroom attached to the room and opened the video to watch it only to feel his face heating up. No way.

Jongin watched his housemate, also known as Sehun, walk to the kitchen to check on their stuffs. He glanced at his wrist watch and entered his room before dialing his boyfriend’s phone number which was almost immediately answered. “KIM JONGIN, YOU PERVERT FREAK!” Kyungsoo’s voice boomed through the phone’s speakers even if it wasn’t on a loudspeaker mode. “Hey, babe. Do you like it?” “I knew you were up to something last night! You should have told me you were planning to make me debut as a porn actor!” The other boy whined and Jongin just chuckled at his boyfriend’s cuteness. “We’re both in there, babe.” “You should have told me, baby. I could have done better.” He could hear distant music in the background and he started to think his boyfriend was drinking. “Where are you right now?” “In a club with Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Luhan. Chanyeol reserved a VIP room so we’re the only ones here and I’m in the restroom right now. Oh, tell Sehun that his boyfriend is drunk already.” “Hyung, don’t drink too much, okay? Be sure to get home safely.” “Don’t worry, we’ll be staying over at Chanyeol’s house so we’ll end up there, drunk or not. I guess it’s some when noon in there?” “Yeah.” “Did you eat lunch?”

“Sehun’s trying to cook right now.” “Eat well, baby boy. Daddy loves you.” “Hyung!” Jongin whined, sitting down on the edge of his bed. “You know I can’t call you daddy.” There was no response from the other line. “Hyung? Babe?” Still, there was no response. Jongin internally groaned, knowing that his boyfriend wouldn’t respond unless the other gets what he wants, especially that Kyungsoo was tipsy. “Daddy.” “See? You called me daddy! Such a good boy! Just take a rest for now, and eat your lunch, okay? Then unpack your things so your clothes won’t have many creases in there.” Jongin was smiling the whole time his boyfriend was telling him what to do. “Okay. I’ll make sure to call you later. I love you.” “I love you too, baby.” The call ended and the younger boy’s mood lightened up after hearing his boyfriend’s voice. He dragged himself to the kitchen where Sehun ended up calling for a delivery service because he was too lazy to cook. “Hey, hyung said that your boyfriend is drunk.” Sehun was still having the call when he heard the statement and he bursts out yelling a loud ‘What?’ through the phone. “I’m sorry. I am talking to a friend. Yes, that’s all. Thank you.” Jongin was impressed with his friend’s English skills and nodded. “Did you just say Luhan hyung’s drunk?” “Yeah, man. And they’re actually having a small party by themselves. It’s no use calling any of them. Even my boyfriend doesn’t make sense in everything.”

Every day starts with a call from Jongin and Kyungsoo would look for his phone and answer the call immediately even if he was still feeling sleepy. The younger boy would ask him if he slept well and Kyungsoo would ask about the younger boy’s day. They would exchange reminders for each other and end every call with I love you’s and I miss you’s.

At first, it was hard for them to communicate, considering that they have different time zones but as days went by, everything fell into place and became a routine. When Jongin calls, Kyungsoo could hear Sehun ranting about random things. On the other side, Jongin would wait for a while before his boyfriend talks to him after Kyungsoo finds his pet to feed. On weekends, they would use Skype and Jongin knew his boyfriend won’t have a reason not to do it since he bought him a laptop as a present. They would tall all day for Kyungsoo and all night for Jongin. The younger boy doesn’t mind staying up the whole night as long as he’s looking at his boyfriend through the computer screen and Sehun does the same in his own room. “Hey, babe. You look blooming today! You look younger too.” Jongin once said over their conversation and Kyungsoo smiled back. “I’m undergoing a natural treatment to look younger.” “Mind to share? I’m really stressed in school these days and some professors speak like they’re doing raps like Eminem.” Kyungsoo laughed, tilting the laptop as he slouched on his seat. “I kill virgins and bathe in their blood.” “You’ve been watching vampire documentaries again?” Jongin chuckled. The older boy’s expression turned serious and just stared at the screen for a few minutes. “You didn’t tell me Sehun’s in your room.” What? “He’s not.” He hesitantly answered. “Then who’s sitting in your bed?” Jongin snapped his head behind him and there was no one there. “Nobody’s here but me.” He turned back on the screen to see his boyfriend grinning. “Hey! Don’t scare me like that!” He whined. “Sorry, baby. I just missed scaring you like that.” The older boy smooched towards the camera. “Not sleepy yet?” The younger boy shook his head with a smile. “Okay. Do we have someone we find interesting in there?” “No. I’m not planning to look for one anyway. I have you, babe.” “Aw, that’s sweet.” On some days, like how Kyungsoo listed on the reminders, Jongin would call him for help to get rid of his hormones.

“What did you do this time?” “I accidentally opened our… you know, our video so… help me, please?” “Like, seriously? I just excused myself from my class because I thought you’re sick.” “What should I do then?” “Grab someone from the street! You have a lot of condoms to use there.” “Ew, hyung. They could have STDs or something.” “Go and buy yourself a sex doll. I have to go now! If you can wait for me for an hour, then I’ll take care of it. Later, baby!” Of course, who could wait for an hour? Not Jongin, though. He just took care of himself.

Just in time Kyungsoo got back to his apartment and opened his laptop, a video call came from his boyfriend. “Hi, baby.” “Hey, babe.” Jongin flashed his biggest smile and it was too obvious for the older boy that he just got up from bed. “Happy anniversary!” They chorused and broke into laughter. Jongin yawned, rubbing his eyes with his hands. “We know we can’t do much about this but this is the best we can do for now.” It was one of those times when Kyungsoo wanted to hug his boyfriend and let the other sleep in his arms because he can tell that the younger boy barely gets enough sleep from all his reporting and projects. He also felt responsible for it because Jongin would spend at least an hour just to talk to him, via Skype or phone call. “You can get back to sleep, Jongin. We can talk later.” “Hyung, I’m loaded on Thursdays.” He whined, scratching his head. “So, let’s just talk for fifteen minutes and you go back to sleep, okay?” “That’s not how people celebrate anniversaries.” “I know but what can we do? Like you said, this is the best we have for now.” Jongin nodded and sighed. “Just like an ordinary day.”

“But we made it to a year, right?” “One year.” The younger boy beamed. “I can’t imagine what I would be doing right now if I haven’t met you.” “You’re sleeping right now if that’s the case.” He laughed and nodded. “With a girl next to you.” Kyungsoo added and the younger’s laughter died. “Yeah, maybe. But I’m not.” The younger boy sang. “I really miss you, hyung.” “I miss you too but let’s stay strong, okay?” “We’ll make it to a second anniversary.” “We’ll celebrate like this again.” “With a twist.” Jongin winked. “Phone sex would be nice.” “Ah, go to sleep, pervert.” “Daddy, please.” He cooed and Kyungsoo eyed him suspiciously. “I need daddy to relieve some stress off me.” The older boy smirked and pulled out his phone. “You won’t be getting sleep, baby.” “Don’t be rough on me.” “No promises, Jonginnie. Daddy will make sure you’ll be late on your first class.”

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