The Biology Partner [7/?]
Title: Biology Partner (7/?)
Pairing: Sehun/Kai
Rating: PG-13
Genre: High School!AU, Glam Girls!AU
Summary: Sehun is on the top of Seoul High School social pyramid, alongside his best friends, Zitao and Kyungsoo. They always take the same classes every semester. But, this semester, Sehun unfortunately picks the Biology class alone, and to add more of his misery, Mr. Kim decides that they will pair up with their seat partner for the semester's biology lab work. Sehun is stuck with Kim Jongin until the end of the semester.
(Previous)
Sehun can feel every cell in his body freezes when his ears catch noises of footsteps coming closer. Sehun's brain seems to freeze as well, because he is rooted at where he sits, clueless about what to do.
Oh my God, the person is right behind the door right now. Sehun can see his shadow from the space between the floor and the door.
Just in time, Sehun's mind works again as the door clicks open. He hurriedly grabs the comforter around him to cover his naked upper body. Looking at his lap and closing his eyes, he prays, prays, prays that someone opening the door is not Zico. Please don't let it be Zico, please don't let it be Zico, please don't let it be...
"Sehun? You're awake?"
The voice brings his crowded thoughts to a halt, and Sehun nearly breaks his neck by the way he snaps his head forward to see who's standing in the door, all bed hair and sleep attire. To make sure his ears don't lie.
Kim. Jong. In.
Sehun's body relaxes unconciously, relieved that he didn't let Zico get his way to him (if Zico even tried last night but seeing the state he is in right and if his memory serves him right, he is certain there was certain hand on his hips trailing just a little bit too close). But his relief doesn't last too long, because well, if it was Zico then it would be Zico who is standing by the door right now. But the truth that the one standing by the door is Jongin.. Is it......?
Sehun can feel his face heats up because of the sudden thought crossing his mind. It can't be right?! He doesn't feel any back pain, but the possibility of him being the top is there but...
"Sehun, you're okay?" Jongin walks towards him, face concerned seeing Sehun's now-nearing-horrified face because Kim Jongin, is limping.
Kim Jongin is limping.
Sehun's brain is now filled with : "Oh my God, I messed it all up, did I? I fucked him? We had fun last night? Oh my God he must be hating me right now. But how did he even there when he didn't come to the Winter Gala at the first place?!"
Jongin sits at the edge of the bed, unsure to be closer or not so he decides to keep a safe distance. Sehun is probably surprised so he doesn't want to shock the boy further. And he doesn't miss the way the boy shifts uncomfortably, creating a little bit more distance between them. Jongin winces a bit, because of the pain in the back and also because of seeing Sehun gets scared of him.
Sehun is silent and Jongin is confused, but then Jongin starts to realize that Sehun's face starting to get red and Sehun's eyes scanning his body from hair to toe and the fact that Sehun is tightening his arms around himself to prevent the comforter to slip off of him. It clicks.
"Oh my God, Sehun, it's not what you think it is!"
Silence.
"And...then...how...?" Sehun manages to croak up after a few minutes in silence. Jongin's face is now nearing desperate because he is scared Sehun will misunderstood all of this, taking advantage of Sehun is the last thing on Jongin mind, moreover sexually. Never.
Jongin takes a deep breath, "You want to hear what happened last night?" Jongin's tone is serious, and Sehun can see both of his hands forming fists on his sides. If Sehun is scared before, he is even more scared now.
But he has to know what happened, he has to know so he can fix whatever that went wrong last night. So Sehun takes a deep breath himself, and bravely answers, "Yes"
---
Loud music, loud music, loud music everywhere. And as much as Jongin's body twitched, yearning to be moved in sync with the beat, Jongin restrained himself, he didn't drive all the way from his house to the Westin Chosun for dancing, or the more correct term, grinding, with other people on the dance floor but he is here for nobody else but, Sehun.
After the thing happened on the dance studio, it took two days for him to finally realized that he was dumb. He was dumb and he regretted going first. The thing had bugged his mind throughout the week, month, and until now. He couldn't even focus himself for the exams a week ago. He should do something.
It turned out that he was pretty late and when he got there, the King and Queen had lead the first dance and he smiled remembering the happy faces of Yifan and Joonmyeon. At least, a relationship is fixed tonight. And he hopes his is too. (Or whatever happened between him and Sehun, he and Sehun weren't even in a relationship to begin with!)
He found Sehun talking to some of his friends before going out, but he lost him in the crowd on the way back to the lobby. He meet Yixing and the boy said Sehun and his friends went to the hotel bar for an after party and so here he is, in the middle of the bar. Awkwardly standing by himself, searching around for a certain black haired boy.
He found Kyungsoo and Chanyeol with Minseok and Luhan by the VIP lounge, the more exclusive part of the club, but he didn't find traces of Sehun there. He weighed the pros and cons of asking Kyungsoo, but the elder seemed to have his own wonderful time with Chanyeol beside him so he chose not to bother. The same thing goes to Minseok who was laughing along with what Luhan just whispered on his ear. As gross as it was for Jongin, he was glad his hyung is finally has 'someone'.
Sehun is not on the dance floor either, so the last possible place is the bar. So, Jongin ventured to the bar, hoping to find Sehun there.
Just like what he hopes, he did find Sehun , but what Sehun did and who Sehun was with were not part of his hope.
He certainly didn't hope to see Sehun with Zico's arms wrapped around him, and he sees Zico's mouth was close to the other boy's ear. Seeing by the way Sehun's eyes were closed, his mouth agape and his face was in bliss, Jongin was sure what Zico said to Sehun were filthy, dirty words.
Jongin felt his rage forcing to come out at that place, at that time but he inhaled air softly, wanting no chaos to happen inside the club. So, Jongin walked closer to them when he felt himself a lot calmer.
Nearing the two, Jongin noticed the glass still held by Sehun. The glass was empty, but the circle residue near the glass mouth was an evidence that it was full before. Jongin atared in disbelief, so Sehun was drunk? That would explain why Sehun let himself being held by Zico when he usually treats the other like germs.
Jongin was only two steps away from them when he saw Zico's hand missing and he didn't need to see where it was when a moan came out from Sehun's mouth.
The next thing Jongin remembered was the sound of the glass splattering on the floor and also Zico whinning in pain on the floor, blood coming out of his nose. Sehun is standing near them but from the way his body swayed to the left and right, he wont stay long like that.
Jongin was about to go to Sehun but then Zico attacked him from the front, pushed him back until his back bumped onto one of the table. Hard.
He mustered up his latest energy and shoved Zico aside with another kick on hia stomach and a punch on the face. Not hard, but not light. It would give Zico a three say trip to the hospital at least.
Jongin then walked to Sehun and took him by the arm. Sehun was then slumped on his body, eyes closed and his face on the crook of Jongin's neck, breathing heavily and his mouth lets out little pants. Jongin's arm found its way to Sehun's waist to support him better.
There was a crowd that was starring at them, some hushed whispers could be heard but Jongin couldn't care less.
"Don't. You. Dare. Taking. Advantage. Of. Him"
And with that, Jongin left the club with Sehun, passed out on his arms.
---
"So, I checked in a suite so you can sleep and rest. I slept on the couch outside so you would not be disturbed. And about your half-naked form" Jongin sighs, before continuing, "You puked out badly last night, and it got on your shirt. That's why I took it off you, I sent it to the laundry this morning. We didn't do anything, I swear. I didn't take any advantages from your drunken state, I'm not like that, you can trust me"
"So that is why you are here, dizzy and half naked. And me, limping" Jongin takes in a deep breath after finishing his story. Off course he would skip the part when Sehun was asking him to just lie beside him and cuddle with him. Jongin almost fell into the temptation, but he held himself.
Sehun stuns at his place, eyes empty and mouth agape, trying to absorb everything Jongin said.
He let Zico whispered dirty things on his ears.
He let Zico made him moan.
He let Zico had his way with him. He let him. He let him...
Sehun's grip on the comforter going loose as the tears starts falling down from his eyes down to his cheek and down to the comforter. His shoulder shakes harshly, and he can't keep his sobs anymore.
Sehun feels dirty.
Jongin's heart breaks when he sees the boy in fronf of him breaking down into pieces because of the information he just gave.
For God's sake, Jongin hates, hates, hates Zico so much.
Jongin hesitantly moves closer, reaching out his arms to Sehun slowly and he sighs in relief when the boy in front of him doesn't fight, and instead buries himself deeper on Jongin's embrace, soaking Jongin's white pajama shirt with his tears as Jongin's fingers form comforting circles on the small of his back.
"Sehun, it's okay" Jongin whispers to Sehun's hair before burying his nose there, breathing in the faint smell of man shampoo but he likes it nonetheless.
Jongin keeps saying that until a few minutes later, Sehun starts to calm down and his sobs change into little hiccups. Sehun's face is still on Jongin's chest, breath ghosting near where Jongin's heart beats.
Sehun rectracts himself slowly from Jongin's embrace when his little hiccups has stopped entirely.
Jongin takes in Sehun's look now, eyes red and puffy. Hair is a little mess and there are tear stains on his face.
Sehun raises a hand on his face, trying to wipe the tear stains but Jongin's hand stops him. Instead, it's Jongin's own thumbs that rub the tear stains on his cheeks away. And also the tear that still manages to come out of his eyes. And it is also Jongin's fingers that run through the strands of his hair, fixing it and Sehun leans unconciously at the touch.
Jongin raises from where he sits, and Sehun nearly whines but he catches himself just in time. Jongin walks to the unnoticed black bag on the table, rummaging inside of the bag and beams when he finds what he wants to find. Jongin puts the thing in front of Sehun.
"It's my shirt. I hope it fits? Go get change, and grab breakfast. You must be hungry, right?" Jongin asks, which is answered by Sehun's nod.
Jongin smiles, "I'll wait you outside, okay?"
"Jongin..." Sehun calls out, "Thank you.."
"You're welcome. And Sehun? It's okay, it's all okay"
Sehun doesn't miss the small smile Jongin is giving him just before the door closes.
For once, Sehun wants to believe that everything is.
And he does.
---
Sehun feels like those girl in cliche roman movie or novel, who wears her lover's white shirt the morning after. Sehun slaps himself mentally, no time for inappropriate thoughts! Because Jongin is waiting for him right now on the living room to go downstairs for breakfast together.
But that doesn't mean it prevents the feeling to put a smile on his face and he feels better already.
He comes out of the door and find Jongin already changed too. He is wearing a usual jeans and t-shirt with a sunglasses perched on his nose.
"I didn't know you wear glasses" Sehun unconciously blurts out, which is resulting in Jongin's soft chuckles, "I wear only when I read"
The elevator ride is silent, just Jongin playing with his phone and Sehun trying so hard not starring right to Jongin and instead just stealing a glance.
They sit at the balcony that looks upon morning scenery of bustling Seoul. Sehun looks at wrist and find that it's already 9 a.m, he can feel his stomach growling. Silently thankful it doesn't make any sound.
Sehun and Jongin take turns to get for food, and 15 minutes later, they are sitting with foods according to their preferences and eating silently.
Jongin shifts in his seat, uncomfortable by the silence. They never ate in silence before, it was always filled with laugh and jokes and teasing. Jongin regrets the fact that his confession made them like this.
"Ummm, I want to talk to you about something"
"Did you go to the Winter Gala last night? I didn't see you"
Silence.
"Well, awkward" Sehun says jokingly, followed with light chuckle to lighten up the mood.
"...." Jongin doesn't say anything at first but he quickly follows with a light chuckle too. "Yeah"
"I was here last night because I wanted to see you. Because I have something to talk about with you"
Masks on the table, hearts on the sleeves.
"What do you want to talk about, Jongin?" Sehun asks, his heart is starting to beat faster at the possibility of talking about where they left the last time they talked to each other, at the dance studio.
Jongin takes a deep breath, ready to talk. "I want to say sorry to you..."
"What for?" Sehun immediately cuts in.
"For kissing you that day, for leaving first.. Here, listen, Sehun. I should've not done that to you. I should have done that" Jongin then is silent again, looking like he's trying to arrage words into sentences inside his mind. "It was dumb of me to think that you has the same feeling for me, it was dumb for me to kiss you out of nowhere, it was..."
Jongin doesn't manage to finish his sentence because Sehun is cutting him off for the second time, this time not with his words, but with his own lips against Jongin's lips.
It was just a quick peck on the lips, but the speed light contact leaves a tingling feeling on Sehun's lips and he can feel his stomach fluttering inside. He bets his face is as red as the tomato Jongin has on his plate.
Sehun leans back to his seat, facing away slightly to hide the red creeping into his face. "Apology accepted", he says shyly.
Jongin looks bewildered on his seat, not believing what Sehun just did to him, "Sehun...?"
"I just gave you an answer for whatever you wanted to know. Don't make me say it, I'd rather kiss you again than to tell you. I'm embarrased" Sehun says as he stuffs a piece of meat inside his mouth, hoping the piece of meat will stop his face from blushing so red.
"Kiss me again then" Jongin smirks, making Sehun turns another shade of red all over again.
"But we're in public" Sehun whispers, trying to get his way out of this.
"What? You're afraid?" Jongin challenges.
Sehun groans, "Oh, shut up you" before he leans in and kiss Jongin right on the lips.
"You owe me one dance because you left me dancing alone last night on the Winter Gala. Everyone was with their partner and there I was, only looking quietly and--"
It's Jongin's turn to put Sehun's rant on halt, "Just shut up and kiss me"
And Sehun does, it's the best feeling in the world.
---
A/N : Can be called the last chaps! WIll be posting epilogue tho but not sure why! It's been a tough journey writing continued chaps but thank you for supporting me all the way my (if there are) readers! I love you whoever you are <3
Pairing: Sehun/Kai
Rating: PG-13
Genre: High School!AU, Glam Girls!AU
Summary: Sehun is on the top of Seoul High School social pyramid, alongside his best friends, Zitao and Kyungsoo. They always take the same classes every semester. But, this semester, Sehun unfortunately picks the Biology class alone, and to add more of his misery, Mr. Kim decides that they will pair up with their seat partner for the semester's biology lab work. Sehun is stuck with Kim Jongin until the end of the semester.
(Previous)
Sehun can feel every cell in his body freezes when his ears catch noises of footsteps coming closer. Sehun's brain seems to freeze as well, because he is rooted at where he sits, clueless about what to do.
Oh my God, the person is right behind the door right now. Sehun can see his shadow from the space between the floor and the door.
Just in time, Sehun's mind works again as the door clicks open. He hurriedly grabs the comforter around him to cover his naked upper body. Looking at his lap and closing his eyes, he prays, prays, prays that someone opening the door is not Zico. Please don't let it be Zico, please don't let it be Zico, please don't let it be...
"Sehun? You're awake?"
The voice brings his crowded thoughts to a halt, and Sehun nearly breaks his neck by the way he snaps his head forward to see who's standing in the door, all bed hair and sleep attire. To make sure his ears don't lie.
Kim. Jong. In.
Sehun's body relaxes unconciously, relieved that he didn't let Zico get his way to him (if Zico even tried last night but seeing the state he is in right and if his memory serves him right, he is certain there was certain hand on his hips trailing just a little bit too close). But his relief doesn't last too long, because well, if it was Zico then it would be Zico who is standing by the door right now. But the truth that the one standing by the door is Jongin.. Is it......?
Sehun can feel his face heats up because of the sudden thought crossing his mind. It can't be right?! He doesn't feel any back pain, but the possibility of him being the top is there but...
"Sehun, you're okay?" Jongin walks towards him, face concerned seeing Sehun's now-nearing-horrified face because Kim Jongin, is limping.
Kim Jongin is limping.
Sehun's brain is now filled with : "Oh my God, I messed it all up, did I? I fucked him? We had fun last night? Oh my God he must be hating me right now. But how did he even there when he didn't come to the Winter Gala at the first place?!"
Jongin sits at the edge of the bed, unsure to be closer or not so he decides to keep a safe distance. Sehun is probably surprised so he doesn't want to shock the boy further. And he doesn't miss the way the boy shifts uncomfortably, creating a little bit more distance between them. Jongin winces a bit, because of the pain in the back and also because of seeing Sehun gets scared of him.
Sehun is silent and Jongin is confused, but then Jongin starts to realize that Sehun's face starting to get red and Sehun's eyes scanning his body from hair to toe and the fact that Sehun is tightening his arms around himself to prevent the comforter to slip off of him. It clicks.
"Oh my God, Sehun, it's not what you think it is!"
Silence.
"And...then...how...?" Sehun manages to croak up after a few minutes in silence. Jongin's face is now nearing desperate because he is scared Sehun will misunderstood all of this, taking advantage of Sehun is the last thing on Jongin mind, moreover sexually. Never.
Jongin takes a deep breath, "You want to hear what happened last night?" Jongin's tone is serious, and Sehun can see both of his hands forming fists on his sides. If Sehun is scared before, he is even more scared now.
But he has to know what happened, he has to know so he can fix whatever that went wrong last night. So Sehun takes a deep breath himself, and bravely answers, "Yes"
---
Loud music, loud music, loud music everywhere. And as much as Jongin's body twitched, yearning to be moved in sync with the beat, Jongin restrained himself, he didn't drive all the way from his house to the Westin Chosun for dancing, or the more correct term, grinding, with other people on the dance floor but he is here for nobody else but, Sehun.
After the thing happened on the dance studio, it took two days for him to finally realized that he was dumb. He was dumb and he regretted going first. The thing had bugged his mind throughout the week, month, and until now. He couldn't even focus himself for the exams a week ago. He should do something.
It turned out that he was pretty late and when he got there, the King and Queen had lead the first dance and he smiled remembering the happy faces of Yifan and Joonmyeon. At least, a relationship is fixed tonight. And he hopes his is too. (Or whatever happened between him and Sehun, he and Sehun weren't even in a relationship to begin with!)
He found Sehun talking to some of his friends before going out, but he lost him in the crowd on the way back to the lobby. He meet Yixing and the boy said Sehun and his friends went to the hotel bar for an after party and so here he is, in the middle of the bar. Awkwardly standing by himself, searching around for a certain black haired boy.
He found Kyungsoo and Chanyeol with Minseok and Luhan by the VIP lounge, the more exclusive part of the club, but he didn't find traces of Sehun there. He weighed the pros and cons of asking Kyungsoo, but the elder seemed to have his own wonderful time with Chanyeol beside him so he chose not to bother. The same thing goes to Minseok who was laughing along with what Luhan just whispered on his ear. As gross as it was for Jongin, he was glad his hyung is finally has 'someone'.
Sehun is not on the dance floor either, so the last possible place is the bar. So, Jongin ventured to the bar, hoping to find Sehun there.
Just like what he hopes, he did find Sehun , but what Sehun did and who Sehun was with were not part of his hope.
He certainly didn't hope to see Sehun with Zico's arms wrapped around him, and he sees Zico's mouth was close to the other boy's ear. Seeing by the way Sehun's eyes were closed, his mouth agape and his face was in bliss, Jongin was sure what Zico said to Sehun were filthy, dirty words.
Jongin felt his rage forcing to come out at that place, at that time but he inhaled air softly, wanting no chaos to happen inside the club. So, Jongin walked closer to them when he felt himself a lot calmer.
Nearing the two, Jongin noticed the glass still held by Sehun. The glass was empty, but the circle residue near the glass mouth was an evidence that it was full before. Jongin atared in disbelief, so Sehun was drunk? That would explain why Sehun let himself being held by Zico when he usually treats the other like germs.
Jongin was only two steps away from them when he saw Zico's hand missing and he didn't need to see where it was when a moan came out from Sehun's mouth.
The next thing Jongin remembered was the sound of the glass splattering on the floor and also Zico whinning in pain on the floor, blood coming out of his nose. Sehun is standing near them but from the way his body swayed to the left and right, he wont stay long like that.
Jongin was about to go to Sehun but then Zico attacked him from the front, pushed him back until his back bumped onto one of the table. Hard.
He mustered up his latest energy and shoved Zico aside with another kick on hia stomach and a punch on the face. Not hard, but not light. It would give Zico a three say trip to the hospital at least.
Jongin then walked to Sehun and took him by the arm. Sehun was then slumped on his body, eyes closed and his face on the crook of Jongin's neck, breathing heavily and his mouth lets out little pants. Jongin's arm found its way to Sehun's waist to support him better.
There was a crowd that was starring at them, some hushed whispers could be heard but Jongin couldn't care less.
"Don't. You. Dare. Taking. Advantage. Of. Him"
And with that, Jongin left the club with Sehun, passed out on his arms.
---
"So, I checked in a suite so you can sleep and rest. I slept on the couch outside so you would not be disturbed. And about your half-naked form" Jongin sighs, before continuing, "You puked out badly last night, and it got on your shirt. That's why I took it off you, I sent it to the laundry this morning. We didn't do anything, I swear. I didn't take any advantages from your drunken state, I'm not like that, you can trust me"
"So that is why you are here, dizzy and half naked. And me, limping" Jongin takes in a deep breath after finishing his story. Off course he would skip the part when Sehun was asking him to just lie beside him and cuddle with him. Jongin almost fell into the temptation, but he held himself.
Sehun stuns at his place, eyes empty and mouth agape, trying to absorb everything Jongin said.
He let Zico whispered dirty things on his ears.
He let Zico made him moan.
He let Zico had his way with him. He let him. He let him...
Sehun's grip on the comforter going loose as the tears starts falling down from his eyes down to his cheek and down to the comforter. His shoulder shakes harshly, and he can't keep his sobs anymore.
Sehun feels dirty.
Jongin's heart breaks when he sees the boy in fronf of him breaking down into pieces because of the information he just gave.
For God's sake, Jongin hates, hates, hates Zico so much.
Jongin hesitantly moves closer, reaching out his arms to Sehun slowly and he sighs in relief when the boy in front of him doesn't fight, and instead buries himself deeper on Jongin's embrace, soaking Jongin's white pajama shirt with his tears as Jongin's fingers form comforting circles on the small of his back.
"Sehun, it's okay" Jongin whispers to Sehun's hair before burying his nose there, breathing in the faint smell of man shampoo but he likes it nonetheless.
Jongin keeps saying that until a few minutes later, Sehun starts to calm down and his sobs change into little hiccups. Sehun's face is still on Jongin's chest, breath ghosting near where Jongin's heart beats.
Sehun rectracts himself slowly from Jongin's embrace when his little hiccups has stopped entirely.
Jongin takes in Sehun's look now, eyes red and puffy. Hair is a little mess and there are tear stains on his face.
Sehun raises a hand on his face, trying to wipe the tear stains but Jongin's hand stops him. Instead, it's Jongin's own thumbs that rub the tear stains on his cheeks away. And also the tear that still manages to come out of his eyes. And it is also Jongin's fingers that run through the strands of his hair, fixing it and Sehun leans unconciously at the touch.
Jongin raises from where he sits, and Sehun nearly whines but he catches himself just in time. Jongin walks to the unnoticed black bag on the table, rummaging inside of the bag and beams when he finds what he wants to find. Jongin puts the thing in front of Sehun.
"It's my shirt. I hope it fits? Go get change, and grab breakfast. You must be hungry, right?" Jongin asks, which is answered by Sehun's nod.
Jongin smiles, "I'll wait you outside, okay?"
"Jongin..." Sehun calls out, "Thank you.."
"You're welcome. And Sehun? It's okay, it's all okay"
Sehun doesn't miss the small smile Jongin is giving him just before the door closes.
For once, Sehun wants to believe that everything is.
And he does.
---
Sehun feels like those girl in cliche roman movie or novel, who wears her lover's white shirt the morning after. Sehun slaps himself mentally, no time for inappropriate thoughts! Because Jongin is waiting for him right now on the living room to go downstairs for breakfast together.
But that doesn't mean it prevents the feeling to put a smile on his face and he feels better already.
He comes out of the door and find Jongin already changed too. He is wearing a usual jeans and t-shirt with a sunglasses perched on his nose.
"I didn't know you wear glasses" Sehun unconciously blurts out, which is resulting in Jongin's soft chuckles, "I wear only when I read"
The elevator ride is silent, just Jongin playing with his phone and Sehun trying so hard not starring right to Jongin and instead just stealing a glance.
They sit at the balcony that looks upon morning scenery of bustling Seoul. Sehun looks at wrist and find that it's already 9 a.m, he can feel his stomach growling. Silently thankful it doesn't make any sound.
Sehun and Jongin take turns to get for food, and 15 minutes later, they are sitting with foods according to their preferences and eating silently.
Jongin shifts in his seat, uncomfortable by the silence. They never ate in silence before, it was always filled with laugh and jokes and teasing. Jongin regrets the fact that his confession made them like this.
"Ummm, I want to talk to you about something"
"Did you go to the Winter Gala last night? I didn't see you"
Silence.
"Well, awkward" Sehun says jokingly, followed with light chuckle to lighten up the mood.
"...." Jongin doesn't say anything at first but he quickly follows with a light chuckle too. "Yeah"
"I was here last night because I wanted to see you. Because I have something to talk about with you"
Masks on the table, hearts on the sleeves.
"What do you want to talk about, Jongin?" Sehun asks, his heart is starting to beat faster at the possibility of talking about where they left the last time they talked to each other, at the dance studio.
Jongin takes a deep breath, ready to talk. "I want to say sorry to you..."
"What for?" Sehun immediately cuts in.
"For kissing you that day, for leaving first.. Here, listen, Sehun. I should've not done that to you. I should have done that" Jongin then is silent again, looking like he's trying to arrage words into sentences inside his mind. "It was dumb of me to think that you has the same feeling for me, it was dumb for me to kiss you out of nowhere, it was..."
Jongin doesn't manage to finish his sentence because Sehun is cutting him off for the second time, this time not with his words, but with his own lips against Jongin's lips.
It was just a quick peck on the lips, but the speed light contact leaves a tingling feeling on Sehun's lips and he can feel his stomach fluttering inside. He bets his face is as red as the tomato Jongin has on his plate.
Sehun leans back to his seat, facing away slightly to hide the red creeping into his face. "Apology accepted", he says shyly.
Jongin looks bewildered on his seat, not believing what Sehun just did to him, "Sehun...?"
"I just gave you an answer for whatever you wanted to know. Don't make me say it, I'd rather kiss you again than to tell you. I'm embarrased" Sehun says as he stuffs a piece of meat inside his mouth, hoping the piece of meat will stop his face from blushing so red.
"Kiss me again then" Jongin smirks, making Sehun turns another shade of red all over again.
"But we're in public" Sehun whispers, trying to get his way out of this.
"What? You're afraid?" Jongin challenges.
Sehun groans, "Oh, shut up you" before he leans in and kiss Jongin right on the lips.
"You owe me one dance because you left me dancing alone last night on the Winter Gala. Everyone was with their partner and there I was, only looking quietly and--"
It's Jongin's turn to put Sehun's rant on halt, "Just shut up and kiss me"
And Sehun does, it's the best feeling in the world.
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A/N : Can be called the last chaps! WIll be posting epilogue tho but not sure why! It's been a tough journey writing continued chaps but thank you for supporting me all the way my (if there are) readers! I love you whoever you are <3