The agreement (1/1)

A/N: I would like to wish everyone a Happy New Year! Let's hope 2014 brings us more great memories~   Do Kyungsoo had a week to constitute his decision. Each passing day, his decision keep faltering back and forth between accepting and rejecting Kim Jongin. He could not help but have second thoughts on the decision he had made previously with his best friend. Of course he wanted to help his best friend in any possible way but would this be the best way to repay Chanyeol’s deeds? Also after the fateful encounter with Kim Jongin that day, Kyungsoo has been bumping into the tanned sophomore more often while walking along the hallway and sometimes even making prolonged eye contact across the cafeteria room. Kyungsoo felt confident to be executing eye contact with SM high’s popular boy, Kim Jongin. He no longer felt terrified of any backlash he would receive from his bold actions because now he has Chanyeol and Jongin on his side. Jongin could not help but every eye contact he manage to make with Kyungsoo makes his heart flutter. Those big round black orbs just torments his mind into staring into it, giving a squishy and lively vibe. The tanned boy also takes a big detour to his classes so he could bump into the senior at his locker.  Of course it would not make him be or feel distracted from his original plan of using Kyungsoo to just get closer to his crush. Kyungsoo was the perfect stepping stone that Jongin had finally decided to utilize the older boy to reach his ultimate goal of getting closer to at least talk with Park Chanyeol. Judging by the way Kyungsoo has been getting bolder, Jongin was getting assured his plans would actually work out to his advantage. The last bell rang and students started to spill onto the hallway once again, all celebrating gleefully that another school week had ended. If only weekend lasts as long as their minds wanted it to be. Advanced calculus finally ended and the teacher had left after reminding the whole class to complete some math problems over the weekend, earning a symphony of disgruntled groans from the classroom. While the classroom slowly started to empty itself, a petite, narrow-shoulder student was still busy hunched over his desk while humming a melodious tune.  Kyungsoo closed his textbook and clicked his ball-point pen. Done. As usual Kyungsoo had finished all the math problems the teacher had tasked for them over the weekend. Kyungsoo is a free man for the weekend again. Smiling discreetly to himself while he was packing his stationaries and his books into his haversack when he felt a light tap on his shoulder. The hand did not seem to budge even after Kyungsoo had told the person to remove it. He had clearly told his best friend he will go home safely and that no bullies were going after him anymore. Annoyed, he turned his head back, expecting to be greeted by the boy with pointy ears, bright white smile and crescent-like eye smile but it was not Park Chanyeol that greeted Kyungsoo’s eyes when he turned. Jongin could have sworn school has ended a good ten minutes ago. The mass of student population were already fast exiting the gates but not one seemed to be the boy he was looking for. It was Friday and everyone, including the seniors did not have extra classes to attend to. Jongin knew from all the research he had done previously. Jongin did not even caught sight of any tall, lanky boy with pointy ears or the elf that always seem to cling onto the giant. Jongin tried craning his neck, still trying to look for the boy with milky white skin and doe-like eyes. Finally giving up after majority of students have left, Jongin decided to head back into school to look through the seniors classrooms. The hallway was eerily empty, a contrast to the squeezy and noisy one that filled it the entire week. Jongin could even hear the squeaking of his sneakers as he made way towards the classrooms. Examining each classroom carefully, the stretch of classrooms seemed deserted if not for a melodious tune.  The tune hummed was beautiful, almost euphoric in Jongin ears. The tanned boy pursued towards the direction of the tune and stopped outside a classroom at the end of the stretch. Jongin peered through the window, a breath-taking back view of heart-shaped brunette hair greeted him. The brunette was putting away his stationaries and packing his stuff while still humming the melodious tune. Jongin cautiously made his way into the classroom and lightly placed his hand on one side of those narrow shoulders. The warmth from the body seem to warm Jongin’s cold one. The humming stopped and Jongin seemed unfazed by the low nasal-like voice asking him to let go. Jongin felt the shoulders turn and now he faced the boy he was waiting a good close to twenty minutes for, Do Kyungsoo. “W-what are you doing here?” Kyungsoo finally asked after regaining his composure, standing straight but still his gaze had to be raised to meet those piercing ones. Kim Jongin was a head taller than Kyungsoo, almost the same height as his best friend. “I was waiting for you at the gates and was kind of worried when I didn’t see you. I was thinking if we could go home together?” Jongin asked while still staring into those orbs, never blinking, mesmerized. “I’m ugh, Chanyeol will be…it’s okay. I can go home myself” Kyungsoo tried to defend himself. Chanyeol had a date with Junmyeon to celebrate the couple’s first year anniversary and Kyungsoo did not want to appear as the third wheel. He was supposed to be going home himself but now he had Kim Jongin walk home with him. Kyungsoo momentarily forgot his week was up. He had to answer to Jongin’s question from the prior week. Fluttering his eyes trying to think of an excuse to liberate him out of the situation. “I need to ugh put my books in the lock-“letting out a low squeak, Kyungsoo fell forward after he had hastily grabbed his haversack and books. Instead of planting his face onto the white-tiled marble floor, he landed onto a pleasantly warmed chiseled chest. He felt himself being pushed back, now standing directly under the scrutiny of those charming piercing eyes. “You okay?” Jongin asked, his tensed arms firmly holding onto each side of Kyungsoo’s narrow shoulders. The older boy nodded in acknowledgement, eyes still continue to flutter nervously as it looked back down onto the floor. Jongin loosen his grip onto those shoulders and now caressed those soft, rosy white cheeks and tilted them so he could now face those lovingly doe-like eyes. “I’m going to walk you home, Kyungsoo”