6.

The girls begun again. Stories of Jongin kissing some girl behind the bins, the busstop, the bathroom. Kyungsoo's just thankfull he only heard stories. Though he's not sure the flushed look of Jongin's checks and the hickey peeking behind his shirt is much better. 

He's beyond this. At least that's what he's telling himself. It's been a while since he stopped thinking about that night. Though the heat in his chest at the mere thought hasn't stopped yet. 

Lost cause. 

Kyungsoo smirks at the thought. Falling for Jongin. Wishing, even for a moment, that he could even feel any thing back. That night that hope made him lose his breathe. And that morning made him lose his spirit. 

Still that stench of lust and hormones what emits from Jongin these days is enough for that sickening feeling of jealously. Jaw clenching, fist tightening jealously which makes him overcome with shame and stupidity. 

Next time he feels the same eyes on him, Kyungsoo stares right back. Only for a second. Struggling to grasp what he feels at Sehun's reaction.