"Kookie!!!" he yelled out loud, "Come back here!!"

 

Jungkook kept running away from him, his laughter sounding obnoxious, "Later!! I have to go!"

 

"Tsk!" Kyungsoo still went after him, "Jungkook!!! Get your back here!"

 

"NO!!!" the other shouted back, "I have to get a copy of that manga! Later~" he gave him a wide grin and a salute before disappearing as he rounded a corner.

 

Kyungsoo pursed his lips, "This little-!!! You can't expect to run away from your chores everyti-ummfff!!!" he was sent flying back, landing on the pavement with a thud.

 

"AAAHH!! Ssshhhhi- AWW!!!" Kyungsoo cried out, his was throbbing from the impact, his arm sustained bruises, and it really felt like he had blindly ran into a wall.

 

 

 

 

A living, hard wall.

 

 

 

 

Kyungsoo glared up at the man who was just standing there, staring down at him.

 

He didn't even look like he was a little bit sorry for him.

 

Kyungsoo narrowed his eyes as he stared back at those deep black hooded eyes.

 

 

 

 

Those eyes glinted of danger.

 

 

 

Of a beast ready to pounce.

 

 

 

Dominating.

 

 

 

Piercing.

 

 

 

It spoke entirely of 'threat'.

 

 

Even his rigid stance tells it so.

 

 

 

But Kyungsoo didn't give a damn about that!

 

"Damn it, you let Kookie get away!!! Why are you standing in the middle of the street?!" he pointed at the stranger, who was frowning now, a crease forming in his brows, "Are you gonna do his chores for him?!" he pouted, the man just frowned deeper, "Cheese and nachos!!! My entire body hurts now because of you!! Yah!! Wipe that freaking superior glare off your face!! Its annoying!!! Just who do you think you are,huh?! Don't think for even one second that you'll get away with this!! I'll make you take responsibility if ever one of my bones broke!!! Ahhh!!!" he stretched out his arm, eyes wide with horror when he saw the bruises and the spots of blood on it, "Th-thi-bl-bbblloood!!! M-my arm is bruised! This is entirely your fault!! What are-"

 

"Tsk, shut up." the stranger was glowering down at him, "So damn noisy."

 

"WHAT?!" Kyungsoo felt even more irritated hearing that, "You damn-damn overgrown elf!! Who are you telling to shut up??"

 

He saw the other clenched his jaw, he looked pissed, "SHUT THE UP," he smirked, "Dwarf."

 

Something in Kyungsoo snapped, "Dwa- dwarf?! SS-shut-y-you!" he sprang to his feet, immediately poking a finger against the stranger's chest.

 

 

 

The difference in their height was staggering.

 

 

 

Kyungsoo looked like David facing Goliath.

 

 

 

But it didn't make him back down one bit.

 

 

"YOU'RE SHUTTING ME UP?! JUST WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO TELL ME THAT?? ARE YOU SOME HOTSHOT? HUH?!" he poked his finger at him again, the stranger's face grew dark with anger, but Kyungsoo didn't noticed at all, he too was feeling furious at the moment, "AND I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE! YOU'RE JUST A BASTARD IN A SUIT!"

 

The stranger had the guts to chuckle at that, but it sounded more like a threatening growl.

 

"Such brave words from a growth stunted dwarf," the stranger snickered at that, but the glint of annoyance in his eyes can't be ignored.

 

Kyungsoo's pursed his lips, he really wanted to punch that smirk off that arrogant bastard's face.

 

He poked him twice on the chest again, his glaring eyes never leaving the other's face, "SAY DWARF ONE MORE TIME, AND I-"

 

The stranger suddenly grabbed Kyungsoo's wrist, squeezed a little too tight making Kyungsoo cry out.

 

 

He clearly wasn't amused.

 

 

Kyunsoo struggled but the other was obviously much stronger than him.

 

He effortlessly backed him up in a corner, pressing him a little bit too harsh against the wall, "You asked who I was?"

 

Kyungsoo didn't know why but that deep, baritone voice that was set in a low growl sent involuntary shivers down his spine.

 

"PARK," the man whispered in his ear, "CHANYEOL."

 

He punched the wall just beside Kyungsoo's head, but the latter didn't even flinch.

 

"REMEMBER THAT," he leaned down to stare at him, squeezing his wrist tighter, causing him to flinch, "BECAUSE I WILL BE YOUR NIGHTMARE."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kris couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, what the hell? What's up with that face? And damn, you look uglier than ever!"

 

"Shut up," Chanyeol snapped, "Don't piss me off even further, hyung, I'll punch that face of yours off the earth."

 

"Heh,this is new," Kris commented, his amused gaze following his younger brother's movements, "Hey,easy on the liquor."

 

Chanyeol slammed the fridge's door, glaring at Kris before he slumped down on the sofa before the older.

 

Kris smirked at him, "Someone must have pissed you off so bad, your 'cool image' is wearing off. I'm usually the hot headed one, what's up this time?"

 

Chanyeol took a swig of the cold liquor, but it didn't dosed the intense irritation he was feeling at that moment, "Hyung.."

 

Kris raised a brow at him, "Yes?"

 

"How'd you handle Luhan when you first met him?" he asked, tone so serious Kris couldn't help but laugh.

 

Chanyeol threw him a glare.

 

"Damn." Kris groaned, "Seriously?"

 

He stood up and went straight to the fridge, getting himself a drink, "How'd the conversation end up with that?"

 

"How, hyung," the younger insisted.

 

Kris could tell his younger brother was clearly bothered by something.

 

 

Or someone.

 

 

He sighed, "I don't know.."

 

"Tsk," Chanyeol looked at him, his irritation clear, "Its been