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CHAPTER SEVEN  “I think they set us up.” Jongin shifted to face Kyungsoo. They’re seated at both sides of their bed. Kyungsoo thought it would be better if they kind of have that imaginary space between them first. “Who?” Jongin asked, curiosity feigning on him as his hyung suddenly spoke those words after some time. He’s been thinking all the time. “I think our parents both set us up already.” Kyungsoo stated still facing the peaceful shore. Jongin thought about it for a moment. Maybe he’s right, but why? “You remember, when we’re on our eight grade? After our school presentation where I married the muse of my section, you went to where our parents are sitting; still on your knight costume, and yeah, crying…” Kyungsoo closed his eyes as his lips formed into a smile. “We’re all shocked with why you’re crying, especially me. You don’t even paid attention to me that day, you just keep on snobbing me and that straight face of yours…” Jongin smiled a little as he slowly, very gently remember how funny he could’ve looked like that day if he himself was Kyungsoo. It’s a memory he will never forget. “Until the night came and your parents drove us home. Jongin, what came on your mind that day… it’s hilarious—but sweet. I admit that’s sweet. You stopped us when we’re about to open the gate of our house. You shouted a very loud ‘WAIT!’ that you made my heart jump! You really planned on killing me that day, do you?” Kyungsoo side-glanced on Jongin who’s flushed face is still evident even with the pair of hands covering it. “Aish! K—Khyung! Don’t continue it. It’s—It’s… I              t’s embarrassing.” Kyungsoo chuckled on how cute and squishy Jongin looked. His eyes are popping in between the spaces of his fingers while trying to avoid the older’s mocking gaze. The singer scooted closer to the flushed dancer and rested his head on the younger’s shoulder, making him tense up a bit but later relaxed. He removed the cover on his face as he put themselves on a more comfortable position—both hugging their knees while Kyungsoo rests his head on Jongin’s chest and the latter has his arm protectively wrapped around the former. Your heart’s beating fast Jongin. I hope that’s because of the same reason as mine. Khyung-ah… I desperately wanted you to know how much you make me happy, and my heart too, but do you feel the same way too? ---- “I—I really thought… they’re… them.” Tao stated after some time, slightly recovering from the shocker they heard. Shockers, I mean. The dining table’s deserted not long ago, leaving Baekyeol, Hunhan, and Taoris. Jongdae went outside to answer a call, Minseok and Lay volunteered to wash the dishes and Suho absentmindedly said he’ll fix their schedule. He already did it earlier that morning. “I told you, they’re not. Kyungsoo even saw Kai dancing naked in their bathroom and didn’t get a hard-on.” Baekhyun told Tao as he played with his apple; piercing it with fork and sculpturing smileys on it. “Actually, nothing you said earlier could beat what Kai told me long ago.” Tao furrowed his eyebrows as he suddenly got super curious about what Chanyeol said. Kris, on the other hand’s still analyzing what the heck happened earlier. Why did they react like that? Sehun stopped on munching his half-eaten apple as Luhan got more interested on where their discussion will go. “Kai said that there are some times that Kyungsoo and him are sleeping on that same position you told us, but they’re… naked. And they don’t feel anything about it.” Chanyeol smiled all teeth as his left eye twitched. “Oh…no, no, no. Chanyeol, that’s incredulous. Kyungsoo won’t go that far.” Luhan said, mouth gaping and eyes wide in awe. “Oh yeah, Kai told me that Kyungsoo had a really bad fever that time, I think a year ago, mid August. It’s body heat he said, and believe it or not, it worked.” Chanyeol contently speaked to no one. “Wait a minute, you told us that it was all Kai who informed you about it. So how sure are you, that he’s saying the truth?” Kris interrupted earning pairs of eyes looking at him. He ignored them and focused on Chanyeol, but it was Baekhyun who answered. “It’s true. I personally asked Kyungsoo about it after Kai told us about it and he did confirm it. He said that it was already so late that evening that no transportation was available and besides that, he’s also afraid of hospitals so he told Kai to just do ‘that’ for him. They slept that night and nothing happened. Kyungsoo had his temperature back to normal next morning. End of story.” Baekhyun finished with a winning smirk on his face. Everybody eyed him incredulously, but Kris is thinking of something; something that’s maybe beyond that. “But something’s really bugging me…” Sehun ate his apple and threw the leftover seed at the trash bin. “What is it, Hunnie?” Luhan questioned. “See, you told us that they’re in a ‘No malice whatsoever’ relationship. But why—why did they reacted like that earlier? I mean—“ “What if, something changed in them? Like, feelings?” Kris butted in, finishing the maknae’s sentence. Everyone on the table had their eyes wide with realization. They could only think of one same thing as the others. “OH.MY.GOD.” Is all Luhan could say after it hit him. ---- “You kneeled on the pavement and looked straight on my parents’ eyes. At first, I was so confused with what you’re doing, but after a while, I got the answer.” He pulled the wrapped arms closer to him and the younger’s all too willing to do everything, Kyungsoo balled himself more into Jongin’s private bubble. “Jongin, you said, that you’re so mad at me. My father asked you why, you said; because I kissed the lead girl. You looked so shy that night, but so determined too. And for your information, yes I kissed her, but that was on her cheek. Oh my goodness Jongin, you’re such a kid.” Kyungsoo smiled though Jongin couldn’t see it, but he felt it instead; and the feeling’s so overwhelming. “Both of your parents got out of the car and forced you to come with them right away, but you don’t want to. I told you to come with them already, but you shouted at me. And I never thought, the words you shouted at me, are the words that would really make those new feelings on me rise like wildfire.” FLASHBACK Little Jongin’s being pulled by his father and his mother’s all but sorry for the inconvenience her son’s making. But stubborn Jongin just won’t go. “No! Mom! I haven’t told them yet!” He forcedly pulled his father away from him. “Jongin! That’s not good, whatever that is okay? You see, you’re already making a scene.” His mother scolded him. The Do’s are looked at him and nodded to him to go home. Besides, it’s getting late that night. “Jongin, I think, whatever it is you want to say, you could tell it tomo—“ But Kyungsoo was aback when Jongin shouted at him. “No! This couldn’t wait! What if tomorrow you kiss that girl again, then you’ll have her as your girlfriend?! What do you think would I feel Kyungsoo hyung?! I want you hyung! Like, I really, really like you! And I want you to be mine! I want you to be Kim Jongin’s only! Mr. and Mrs. Do, I, Kim Jongin, is hoping that you would let me marry Kyungsoo hyung in the future. When I’m taller, and stronger, and more handsome that I could protect him, I want you to know that I will marry him!” And much to an exhausted Jongin, everyone’s eyes got wide and mouths hanging on the words he spit out with so much conviction and sincerity an eight grade pledging a ninth grade a promise of proposal will do. After some more time of waiting for an answer, even a reaction, there goes none. So what happened was, Jongin walked out of the scene and threw himself into the car calling his parents afterwards. The Do’s especially and specifically Kyungsoo followed the retreating car away from them not aboiding to hear Jongin shout again. “I promise to do that in the future Kyungsoo hyung!” And that, that childish and almost nonsense act made Kyungsoo feel different towards the younger. Little did he know, it’s the best thing he ever felt. END OF FLASHBACK “Why did you do that Jongin?” The smile plastered on Jongin’s face fell as Kyungsoo asked the question he’s not prepared answering to. But he has no time left to do it. And if not now, it will be never. Kyungsoo, on the other hand’s wishing of the answer he’s been waiting for all the time. He’s been anticipating on the answer he wanted to hear from Jongin because the feeling he’s giving him is really something Kyungsoo sure would be addicted of. He’s been waiting for Jongin to tell him— “I love you Kyungsoo. I did that stupid thing because I just so love you, I don’t know what to do anym—“ And they did it. Kyungsoo shut Jongin’s noisy mouth with his. They shared the taste of each other. They kissed. Kyungsoo’s plump lips met Jongin’s, finally after a very long journey. “It’s not stupid Jongin, it’s brave. And you don’t have to do anything more than to love me more. Because, I, Do Kyungsoo love you too Kim Jongin. And I will do nothing, but to love you more.” They kissed again, but this time, more passionately, letting their lips do it while they have their eyes closed and hands intertwined; feeling nothing but love—the love they’re both oh-so-patiently waiting to come and devour them. The feeling’s euphoric. It’s nothing less than cloud nine. For Jongin who finally confessed his hidden love for the older, it’s both relieving and elating. And as for Kyungsoo who finally answered all the weird, unexplainable sensations he’s been feeling for Jongin for God knows how long already, it’s contentment, happiness, and of course, love. Their lips crashed each other’s once more until they pulled away and rested their foreheads together. They smiled, and laughed on what they just did. They’ve gone crazy for love, and it’s so like them. The type that would talk less about serious matters and let alone right time and moment do their job, so Kyungsoo and Jongin. “Hey, JongJong.” “What KyungKyung?” “I.Love.You.” “I.Love.You.Too.” “Wait! Since we’re a couple now, I think we should have a name for it.” “Do you have something on your mind now, Kyung-ah?” “Well, I think of one. Kaisoo. It’s simple and cute.” “But you’re cuter… but a little sissy-sossy.” “Did you just call me sissy-sossy, Kim Jongin?” “Yea—I mean, no! I would never do tha—ah! Kyung! Stop it! It’s ticklish! Ahh!” “Maybe you could learn your lesson this way Jongin-ah.” “I—I—ahahahaha—I will! S—Stop Kyung-ah!” Yes, they just confessed their love not long ten minutes ago. But hey, they’re Kaisoo, and that’s just pure Kaisoo—real Jongin, and real Kyungsoo combined. ---- “So we worried about them… for, nothing?” “Yeah, kind of.” “What should we do now then?” “Sleep, I guess.” “Yeah, sleep. Good night everyone.” And ten pairs of feet moved away from Kaisoo’s bedroom door to their own rooms, still able to hear the hearty laughs and giggles coming from the already thick-walled room, hovering Kai and Kyungsoo. “Do you think we could sleep?” “I don’t think so.” “I hope Tao would.”  “Duizhang, I can’t sleep. They’re so noisy.” “What will I do? I don’t want to be a kill joy though.” “Can I sleep on your room? Ahm… I promise I’ll behave!” “Yeah, you could. C’mon Tao.” “Yey! Duizhang is really kind! And handsome too!” “O—Oh. Haha… Y—Yeah.”  “Lulu… what do you think will happen if you combine watermelon and lime bubble tea?” “Ahm… a sweet and sour bubble tea?” “No. You’re wrong Hannie.” “Oh, Hunnie. Not again, not this time.” “Yes, Hannie. Yes again. Because watermelon and lime bubble tea will produce a happy Sehunnie!” “Ugh! Stop now Sehun.” “But I really think apple-flavored bubble tea is the best.”  *Are you sleepy Lay?* *Ahm, kind of. But not really...* *You don’t mind texting with me this late?* *Of course not! You’re really fun and accommodating! You don’t bore me at all Suho hyung!* *Xing, could you omit the ‘hyung’ thing?* *Why? ?__?* *It makes me feel old.* *But you are, Suho.* *Hey! I’m only five months older than you Yixing! >___<* *But your back aches often, and I don’t, Joonmyeon. >:P* *Ugh! Don’t mention it, Xing. (___ ___”)* *Okki-dokki Joonie! ^---^*  “I think, I should name you, happy bun—no, I think it’s too normal. Ah! I know now!...” “… I’ll call you Baozi’s favorite bun!”  “Y—yeah, right there Tiff—ah, you sound so good~” “I’m near Tiff… C’mon, come for me. Do it, Tiff.” “Ahhhh~ T—that was amazing Tiff… I—I lo—“ “Why the hell do you hang up?! Aish! And now your phone’s off already? I was just about to tell you I love you, but I guess, it could wait until tomorrow. First, I have to clean up.” ----END