Saturday Part Two (1/2)

<b style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">The barcode scanner makes a loud ‘beep’ as it passes by the miniature black lines on the flimsy DVD case.

“One day rental comes to 3000 won,” the employee says politely.

Noticing Kyungsoo rummaging in his pocket for his wallet, Kai states, “I can pay this much. Don’t worry about it.” As they’re completing their transaction, Kyungsoo can feel the smooth texture of cardstock in his pocket. The movie pass, he thinks solemnly.

Go with your girlfriend next week.

His heart squeezes as he remembers Kai’s words and his eyebrows knit together. Not with someone else... I...

“Kyungsoo?”

Said boy feels a jolt through his body, shaking him from his thoughts. Kai waves the DVD case in his hands. He notices the strange look on his boyfriend’s face and tilts his head to the side. “Is it the money? Is that worrying you?” Kyungsoo laughs at the statement that was completely off the mark. “Don’t just laugh. It really doesn’t matter.”

Patches of blue peek out through the grey, fluffy clouds as the cool and crisp wind breezes by. As they’re passing over a bridge, Kyungsoo stops to look out over the landscape. Square and rectangular buildings are jutting out of the ground and colorful orange, red, and yellow trees are poking out from between them. Kai stops and looks back at him.

“It’s a nice place to live,” Kyungsoo says softly.

“Mm... the area is close to the station too.” Kai pauses as he sees his house and remembers Kyungsoo’s stunningly enormous one. He smirks. “Ah, I’ll just tell you now that our house is just a normal one, unlike yours.”

The older boy laughs at the statement, his eyes twinkling.

“I’m home!” Kai hollers as he enters through the mahogany door. Light footsteps round the corner and a chubby face peers at him.

“Oh, Kai! You came back at a good time. I was just about to go out too...” Xiumin trails off as he notices that they’re not alone.

“Come in,” Kai says, taking off his shoes.

“Hello,” Kyungsoo greets, a friendly expression on his face as he nods his head slightly.

Cute...! Xiumin thinks, his mouth slightly ajar. Kai notices his roommate’s reaction and pinches his cheek harshly. “Ow!”

He walks into the house and waves a hand at him. “It’s fine if I watch the house for you, right? Go wherever you want.”

“Y-you pinched me~!” Xiumin whines cutely.

“It’s love.” Kai shuffles up the stairs, motioning towards his boyfriend to follow him. Kyungsoo smiles gently at Xiumin and continues into the house.

The older boy closes the door to the bedroom and remarks, “How cute!” Surprised by the words, Kai looks at him with a disgusted expression on his face.

“What? Who? Where?”

“Your roommate’s face. It’s so chubby and round! Your relationship is really cute. It makes me kind of envious,” he replies, smiling.

The younger boy glances over at him, his eyes slightly narrowed. He pokes the DVD player with his fingertips and inserts the shiny disk before finally responding, “So he’s your type then.”

Taken aback, Kyungsoo enlarges his eyes. “What?!”

“You said that you liked my face or something before. Did you change your type?” Kai asks nonchalantly, still messing with the DVD player.

Kyungsoo’s face is beet red as he tries to recall his words to no avail. “... I said something so embarrassing...?”

Finally managing to coax the DVD to display its main screen, Kai crosses his legs on the floor and leans back against his bed. “You did, so don’t forget it,” he says firmly.

The older boy, still embarrassed, puts down his athletic bag in the corner and shuffles over to where his boyfriend is sitting. He hears a small laugh. “I actually really don’t like people saying they like my face.”

His expression is sad as he apologizes. “Sorry...”

“You’d apologize for something you don’t remember saying? Sit, sit.” He pats the hardwood floor next to him gingerly.

“But I...”

“It’s fine. I’m happy.” Even so, it makes Kyungsoo feel guilty.

He tries to remedy the situation sloppily as he proceeds to sit down. “Er, but.. not just your face...”

“Yeah. I know.” The younger boy’s face is tender and his face holds a slight blush as he looks towards the television screen.

I... really... like this person... Kyungsoo thinks warmly.

He’s sitting with his back straight, his body stiff as Kai, head on his bed, breaks through the monotone drabble of the movie. “Hey. Isn’t this boring?”

The monitor lets out a ‘tadah!’ unsuccessfully trying to catch the attention of its viewers. The older boy glances over.