He lied to me. Even though he assured me that everything would go back to normal and he would stop avoiding me, he was still acting weird the next day when we were back at the Yeosu Expo for more performances.

He didn’t say a word as I worked on his make-up. I was just about to talk to him after I was done but he gave me a brief thank-you and walked off. That’s when I really started getting frustrated. I put away my supplies and stormed over to Jongin who was chatting away with Suho and Kyungsoo.

I tapped on his shoulder and watched as he jumped slightly after he saw me standing behind him.

“Can I have a word with you?” I hissed. He nodded. I rolled my eyes. “Alone.”

He looked around warily. The other two just gave him a confused look and urged him to go. He took a deep breath and let it out before turning to me.

“Let’s go.”

We walked off to one of the quieter corners of the room (because none of the boys were allowed out in case there was paparazzi or fans around.)

“Jongin, what’s wrong?” I asked him, getting straight to the point.

“You tell me, you’re the one that called me over.” I flinched at his cold response.

“I’m just worried Jongin. Did I do something wrong?”

He raised an eyebrow. “No, I never said you did anything wrong.”

“B-but you’re avoiding me again.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are Jongin!”

He looked away from me. “Really if this is what you wanted to talk about then I’m gonna leave now.”

When he started walking away, I grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

“I just want to solve this, why are you acting like such a jerk again?” I glared at him, hating the way that he refused to meet my eyes.

“Jongin-”

“I have a performance to get to.” He murmured before pulling his arm away and walking off. I couldn’t help but notice a sharp pain in my chest as he walked away from me.

I sat on the couch after the members had filed out of the room and closed my eyes trying to get rid of the nagging feeling in my heart. Somehow, in a total of 48 hours, Jongin managed to turn my world inside out. Nothing was supposed to change. Nothing....but I should have known.

I couldn’t keep him beside me forever and expect everything to be fine. Maybe he didn’t like me anymore. Maybe everything he said that one drunken night was all a dream...maybe I was imagining it all in the first place.

For some reason, it hurt to convince myself everything he said that night was a lie.

---

The next day, I was sitting with Baekhyun in a restaurant having lunch. I had called him out earlier in the morning so that I could talk to him about what happened with Jongin.

“How are you feeling?” I asked him right after we ordered.

“Better.” He replied. “The fever is pretty much gone now. I’m just happy we have the day off.”

“So, why did you call me out today?” He asked after our food arrived and we started eating.

“What? Can’t I just call my Baekhyun-oppa out without a reason?” I asked innocently as I took a sip of my drink.

He rolled his eyes. “As if. I would probably be more keen to believing you if you hadn’t called me practically crying this morning. ‘Baekhyun-oppaaa~ I need to talk to you. Can we please meet up? Please, please, please?’” He mocked, bringing his voice up an octave to imitate mine.

I scoffed. “I didn’t say that.”

“You said something similar to that.” Baekhyun replied grinning teasingly.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” I mumbled, taking a giant bite of food.

“Seriously though, what did you want to talk about?” He asked. “I bet it’s about Jongin isn’t it?” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully at me.

I sighed, and began poking at my food, suddenly losing appetite at the sound of his name. For a while we sat in silence until my fork suddenly slipped out of my grip and hit the plate with a loud clink.

“So...what about Jongin?” Baekhyun prompted gently.

“Nothing...it’s just....he’s been avoiding me.”

Baekhyun raised an eyebrow. “That’s unusual. Isn’t he usually the one that clings on to you?”

“That’s what I thought too but I guess not.” I frowned. “He’s been avoiding me for two days now.”

“Did you do something wrong? You know how Jongin is, maybe he’s mad for no reason.”

I shook my head. “I don’t remember doing anything...”

“Then you’re probably imagining things, I don’t think he’s purposely avoiding you.”

“He definitely is.” I argued back. “Not just in person either. I tried texting him last night and calling him this morning but he didn’t pick up.”

“Why don’t you try calling him now?” Baekhyun suggested. I took out my phone and followed his instructions. It rang once, twice and three times before it transferred to the voice mail.

“See?” I told him as I hung up.

“Try again, maybe he wasn’t around his phone.” I rolled my eyes disbelieving him and dialled again. Nothing changed.

“Okay....” He mumbled. “Call him later, maybe he’s in the shower.”

I didn’t even reply to him as I put my phone away. About 20 minutes later, we were out of the restaurant and in the car, trying to think of a place we could go to without getting rampaged by fans.

“Movies?” He suggested after a while of thinking.

“Sounds good.” I agreed.

“Why don’t you call up Jongin to see if he wants to tag along? We could pick him up along the way.”

“As if...” I mumbled but did as he told me anyways.

After a few rings, I was ready to hang up but a slight click on the other end and the sound of a very familiar voice stopped me.

“Yobeosaeyo?”

“Jongin-ah....where are you right now? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out.” I said into the phone. Baekhyun gave me an ‘I-told-you-so’ look after Jongin actually picked up his phone.

“I’m training with the others right now Yoonae-ah.”

I scowled at the obvious lie he was telling me.

“Really?” I asked him.

“Yeah, sorry. I don’t think we’ll be finished until late.”

“It’s alright.” I mumbled in response. “I’ll just talk to you another time then.”

“Alright, bye!” I didn’t say another word and hung up.

“Take me to your dorm.” I demanded. Baekhyun gave me a look.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Just do it!” I yelled, frustrated by the recent phone call. It was one thing to be avoiding me, it was another to lie so blatantly without giving me a reason.

Baekhyun started the car and we headed towards the dorm. When we reached, he stuck the key in and opened the door. I went in ahead of him and behold, Kim Jongin lounging on the couch with a pillow in his arms, staring at the TV in front of him.

“Oh hyung, you’re home.” He greeted without bothering to look away from the screen.

“Jongin....” Baekhyun called. The younger male finally tore his eyes of the screen and looked up. His eyes widened when he saw me.

“Practice right?” I stated sarcastically as I glared at him. “Where are the other members? I don’t see them around.”

He swallowed visibly before he blinked several times, coming up with a stupid lie in his head.

“Uh....I-I just got home?”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Really? Is that your excuse now? Kim Jongin, you’re sitting in the living room with your PJs on, watching reruns of stupid dramas while ignoring my calls and lying to me about you being busy.”

“What’s the big deal anyways?”

I gaped at him. Did he really just say that? “The big deal is that you’ve been ignoring me all of yesterday and you haven’t answered a single one of my calls or texts today. Can’t you just tell me why you’re avoiding me?”

“I’m not avoiding you!” He shouted back.

I felt tears of frustration whelming up in my eyes but I refused to cry in front of him.

“I’m leaving.” I mumbled in defeat before turning and walking out the door, ignoring Baekhyun’s desperate calls behind me.

---

Somehow, I found myself sitting in the park again. The same park that Luhan had first broken up with me in. The same park that I had met Chanyeol and Jongin in.

“Maybe I overreacted.” I said to myself as I picked at the grass in front of me. My eyes narrowed as I thought back about our conflict. “No. He was just being a stupid jerk.”

“Sometimes.”

I froze as the voice interrupted my alone time. From the corner of my eye I saw the figure sit down next to me and begin picking at the grass as well.

“Go away.” I grumbled.

“Last time I checked, you wanted me to be with you. If I went away, you’d probably blame me for being some type of arrogant jerk again.”

“Jongin shut up, I don’t want to see your ugly face right now.”

“Ouch,” He replied. “You know, you’re the only one that has ever called me ugly before.”

“Yeah? So? Everybody else is probably just blind.” I said angrily.

“No, I think it’s just you.”

“Shut up Jongin.”

To my surprise he actually followed my instructions. The two of us sat in silence, completely avoiding each other’s gazes. After a long while I decided to take a deep breath and speak up.

“So...why did you do it?” I asked him.

“Do what?”

“You know. Why did you avoid me? Did I do something wrong?”

“No...not you.” He replied. I looked up at him, trying to search for an answer in his eyes but he looked just as confused as I was.

“Then?”

He sighed and shook his head. “I can’t tell you Yoonae.”

“And why not?” I protested.

“Because you’re going to hate me after.” He said. “I just can’t risk it.”

“I wouldn’t hate you.” I prompted softly, pouting a bit. “Tell me, please?”

He took a deep breath. “Just...promise me nothing will change between us.”

Uh oh. I knew where this was heading. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later but for some reason, I still wasn’t prepared to face the truth.

“I promise.” My voice barely came out as a whisper.

“Yoonae, I.....I....I like you. A lot.”

I saw it coming. I totally saw it coming. But still....

“Yoonae?” Jongin shook me a bit but I ignored him because I was too busy trying to figure out how to respond.

“See, I knew this would happen...” He made a move to get up but I reached out to stop him.

“J-just...give me some time to think....” I stuttered. He sat down and stared at the grass again. Very slowly, I got over the initial shock and turned to look at him.

I tried to think of anything that could potentially lead to a reason for turning him down but nothing came up. Yes, he was an egoistic jerk. Yes, he was my ex’s best friend...but that's what Luhan wanted too right?

I pushed the thought away and instead, I focused on the better parts. Jongin had always been there for me. Through my mother’s death, through my financial problems, through my relationship problems with Luhan. I didn’t understand what was holding me back.

I looked at him again and almost laughed at my own stupidity. Why hadn’t I realized this sooner? It's been months, I knew this would happen eventually.

“Jongin....I...” He looked up at me, meeting my eyes and making me all the more nervous.

“I-I think I like you too.”

He grinned widely and I could feel my heart leap a bit at the sight of his smile. I knew I made the right choice.

“Really?!” He gasped. I looked away and nodded, suddenly feeling shy about this whole situation. He grabbed my hand and helped lifting me on my feet.

“Let’s go tell the others!” He cheered happily. I couldn’t help but smile as well as he hyperly dragged me away. We only took a few steps before he stopped and turned around to face me.

“You’re not lying right?” He asked, “This isn’t some kind of cruel joke? Because I’m not kidding.”

“I’m not joking Jongin. I seriously might like you.” He grinned again and suddenly pulled me into a searing kiss.

My eye widened at the unexpected move before my instincts kicked in. I kicked him square in the shin.

He immediately pulled back, face contorted in pain. “Why’d you kick me?” He pouted, small tears springing for the corner of his eyes.

“Who said you could kiss me?” I retorted.

“I’m not allowed to kiss my own girlfriend?” He replied with a disappointed scowl.

“Who said I’m your girlfriend?”

He froze. “B-but...we...I...we just-”

I smirked. “I’m not that easy Jongin.” With that, I began walking away. After a few steps, I turned around to find him sulking as he followed after me.

I felt my heart melt a bit as the sight of his pitiful self.

“Jongin.” I called to him, he looked up at me. I held my hand out for him and he immediately brightened up a bit before running to take it. I tiptoed and pecked him on the cheek.

“So....where are we in this relationship?” He asked in complete confusion.

“I’ll give you a chance...if you win my heart.” I told him.

He smirked cockily. “I can do that.”

“We’ll see. By the way Jongin, I wasn’t kidding. I might actually like you...just...let’s try it out before we make it official alright? I don't want to rush anything anymore.”

He seemed completely content with the idea, nodding eagerly as he squeezed my hand a bit.

“By the way, you are never to kiss me without permission again, hear me?!”

He pouted but nodded reluctantly. I grinned, loving the new power I had in this relationship.

Who knows, maybe this can work out for the better.

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A/N:

Anddd....after 47 long chapters....KaiYoon finally gets together. <3
I honestly love these two soo much. Luhannie is really gentle and all but Kai's quirky personality contrasts Yoonae really nicely. I approve of both couples!

And so you must be wondering...is this fanfic done?

NOPE! 

With that being said, there are a few surprises coming up. I'll keep you guys posted later =]

PS. Another poll!

-Ryeowook, Sungmin, Taemin, Luhan, Kai, Chen, Sehun, and Baekhyun's Wifey <3