Chapter 49

"My turn to choose!"

It couldn't have been more than 7 AM that Saturday, when Kris barged into Kyungsoo's room, jumped onto the bed and shook the small man awake.
"Wake up. Wake up!"
Kyungsoo's only response to Kris's incessant nagging, involved Kris being forced under the blanket and hugged close to Kyungsoo's warm body.
"Just... 5 more minutes."
Kris's eyes became heavier as his body involuntarily snuggled closer to the still surprisingly strong frame of his roommate.
'This is really nice. Really...Nice Oh God no!'  

A big thump sounded as Kris threw himself off of the bed. For some disturbing reason, blood had started running south while in Kyungsoo's embrace and that, was freaking scary.

"Kris? Are you okay?"
Two eyes stared him down from the bed, he quickly covered his crotch with a subtle hand.
"I'm fine..."
"Okay." The man yawned.
"So. What have you chosen?"
Kris searched his brain while the small man on the bed drifted off again.
"I forgot."
"So I can go back to sleeping?"
"I suppose... NO!"
"Damn it Kris!"
In his excitement, Kris jumped onto the bed again, staying a bit further away from Kyungsoo than before.

"We're going to the beach for a picnic!"
"Why go all the way to the beach for a picnic?"
"No reason..."
"Then let's just go to a nearby park or something."
"NO!"
"Why not?!"
Kris fidgeted with his hands as he silently mumbled his reason.
"... I want to act out a scene from 'Boys Over Flowers'..."
"Never seen it."
"But you're Korean?!"
"So?"
"... Never mind. I'll get you the script. Can you make rolled up eggs?"
"Of course, it's easy."
"Good. Then you make lunches with rolled up eggs, a clump of rice with my face and we should be good to go."
Kyungsoo sat up, eyes wide open.
"Wait so I'm doing everything?"
"Yes?"
"... I hope you choke on my eggs."

A few hours later they were on a bus, heading for Byeonsan Beach. Kris had made sure to occupy the backseat along with a grumbling Kyungsoo.
"Of course you had to choose the beach furthest away. You do realize there is a beach not half an hour from where we live, right? And yet here we are, boarding a bus that'll take us on a three hour bus ride. If I haven't said it enough? You ."  
He could only roll his eyes at yet another of Kyungsoo's outbursts. He didn't mind them though. Was it weird he actually kind of liked them? Kyungsoo seemed like such a carefree spirit so when he dealt out whiplashes, to Kris it meant he cared. He actually had an opinion apart from the usual 'Okay'/'I don't care'/'Not my problem'/'I know it's stupid, let's do it anyway.'
"What are you doing?"
Kris stopped his head's descend mid-motion.
"I'm putting my head on your shoulder? I'm tired."
"Oh you're tired?! Who was it bursting into my room at crap in the morning? If anyone deserves a shoulder to sleep on it's me! Move it!"
His head was pushed away by small very insisting hands and before long soft, curly hair was tickling his neck. Subtly he put his arm around the slim frame, nuzzling against him. He hesitantly leaned down to rest his head upon Kyungsoo's, smiling contently as he drifted off to sleep.

Three hours of bus ride and they were finally there. They stood in silence on the sandy beach, enjoying the frisk sea breeze.
"Still got your knot in a bunch for being dragged out here?"
The autumn sun shone bright down upon them, warming their exhausted bodies. Kyungsoo let out a long sigh, closing his eyes.
"You still but... this is pretty nice. "
Kris spread out a blanket on the sand, sitting down. He hungrily eyed the lunchboxes in Kyungsoo's hands.
"Can we eat now? I'm really curious about those eggs."
"You haven't tried rolled up eggs yet?" Kyungsoo asked as he sat down.
"No never, so if they aren't good, I hold you responsible for ruining my illusion of them being delicious."
"They're delicious. So shut up and eat."
Kris watched with great expectation as his roommate opened box after box, filled to the brim with delicacies. The rolled up eggs, of course, cherry tomatoes, kimbap, sliced fruit, small sausages, deep-fried shrimps, different kimchis like cabbage, cucumber, eggplant and lotus root, bulgogi, kimchi fried rice, tofu and Kris's favorite, a box with white rice with a face made out of seaweed and bean sprouts. Kyungsoo had truly outdone himself this time. He quickly picked up a set of chopsticks and started digging in.
He could have cried but then again, Kris had already done so once before in front of him which was more than enough. Kyungsoo didn't really seem like the comforting type. At all.
"Is it okay?"
Kris gulped down a shrimp. And an egg. And a sausage and 3 giant spoons of bulgogi before answering.
"It's... edible"
"You just know how to make a guy feel special. Open wide."
A pair of chopsticks were shown in Kris's face by an annoying-looking Kyungsoo.
"Seriously. I never even did this with Krystal."
"You love me!"
"What?"
"No! Nothing! I..."
Kris quickly leaned in to eat the rolled up egg trapped between Kyungsoo's chopsticks. 'You're right. He would most definitely make a good wife... Come on man! Snap out of it! No uterus alert! Helloooo? Are you ignoring me?... .'
"So about that script!"
Kris pulled a piece of paper out of the thin air before throwing it at a surprised Kyungsoo.
"Yeah, so if you take a few minutes to learn the lines and we'll be out of here in a jiffy."
"Okay... Geum Jan Di and Gu Jun Pyo walks on a beach... Hold on. I'm the girl?"
"Actually I wanted to be Jan Di but... I've never been confessed to before..."
Kris almost didn't dare look at the smaller man who, surprise, was sporting a rather cold stone-face.
"I like you. No matter... I have to kiss you?"
"Yes. After the last line has been said, you kiss me."
"... Aish! This is so weird!"
"It's not like you haven't kissed me before! Voluntarily! Twice!"
"That's... Different. I was curious... and that other time, drunk out of my mind."
"I'm not asking for much here. Just do it."
"I thought you weren't gay!"
"I'm... Not but being kissed by a guy with no feelings involved is okay compared to kissing a girl."
"... How?"
"Because... there can never... be anything between us. We're both guys..."
He awkwardly scratched his neck as he tried to hide his probably sad facial expression. Sure, lately Kris may have had increasing thoughts of Kyungsoo. The wrong kind. Or were they really? Who was to say if something was right or not? Not him. Definitely not him. Besides it's not like he was in love with the guy or anything... or anything?
"Kris? You there?"
"Gimme a second."
He liked girls right? Kris was a romantic so he believed that you don't just choose who to fall in love with. Again, not that he was ready to pick out curtains and baby strollers with another dude, he was  just slowly starting to open up to the possibility that he might... like... Kyungsoo... non-platonically. Or was it just because he was lonely? Yeah that's probably why. Jeez, freaking out over nothing. Stupid. 'Yes. Yes, you are stupid. As stupid as they come.' Kris let out a laugh when he noticed two huge, brown eyes staring at him.
"Stop looking at me like that. It's creepy."
"I'm creepy?! You just spaced out for a few minutes." The man sighed.
"Look, can we just get this over with? We have to get back soon."
"Why? Neither of us have work tonight."
"Just... Okay?"
"Fine. But make it believable. Or I'll make you do it again and again and again until you believe it yourself."

After 5 minutes top, Kyungsoo put away the paper and stood up. Together they walked to the waterline and yes, it was a bit awkward. For Kris it was but Kyungsoo seemed so carefree. The tall blonde felt a slight bite of disappointment. He had hoped Kyungsoo would at least be a little nervous instead of indifferent. But no. He should've learned by now.
"It's your line, Gu Jun Pyo."
"Erh..."
"... Is today.."
"I know! Chill will you. I know every line of that drama so just... Is today some special day?"
"Hmm?"
It was freaky scary how the smaller man's body language changed with just a 'Hmm'. He swayed his hips a lot more, not that Kris took notice of that. He walked with less brusque steps,  strolling through the sand with elegant steps.
"... Erh. Right... I don't know very well but don't people say that it feels like their birthday or having won the lottery?"
"Are you that happy?"
"Yeah, I wish every day was like this. Think about it. You come to me first asking for a date, and we haven't fought a single time all day."
" Yes we have."
" Since it has come to this, can I ask you one more thing?"
"What is it?"
They both stopped walking, standing in front of each other.
"How come you don't say that you like me? I've said it to you... multiple times."
"Must you hear it in words to know?"
"I want to hear it. I want to hear what kind of person I am to you."
"I like you."
Kris's heart skipped a beat.
"No matter how hard I try not to like you, no matter how hard I try to forget you, my efforts are so fruitless to the extent that I get angered by it."
'This is it.'

"You're silly. You're the most awkward person I know or have ever met. When you genuinely smile all I can see is gums. You can't dance. You're a bit of a prude and not to mention plain weird."
...Or not. That was not how the line went, was it?
"You spend way too much time in the bathroom and just to pick a t-shirt takes forever with you."
"Erh... Jan Di?"
"But. You make the best breakfast. You're incredibly kind. You scare easily but I find that very endearing. You're so... innocent in the way you think. You're exceptionally naive and quite gullible for a guy in his twenties but that just proves that there are no bad intentions behind anything you do. You're a truly good person. And that's why I like you."
Soft fingers traced his jaw line. A hand on his neck slowly pulled him towards a pair of rosy heart-shaped lips. As Kris closed his eyes a kiss was gently placed on his forehead, on his nose, on each cheek before his own lips were softly pressed against two plush lips. 

For the first time, Kris was the one to break the kiss. He didn't say anything. He just stood looking at the beautiful man standing opposite of him.
What was this feeling?

There were no words as they packed up and went to wait for the bus to take them home. Not even during the long ride back to Seoul. Only when they reached the camp grounds did Kris open his mouth.
"That confession..."
"You told me to make it believable. I just told the truth."
"... You do like me then?"
"Of course I do. During these past months... you've somehow managed to become one of my best friends."
Suddenly it felt like someone had just splashed freezing cold water on Kris. But why? Being a good friend to Kyungsoo, that was a good thing right?
"Thanks. You too."
They entered their apartment building. Kyungsoo shot him a warm smile before taking the blanket from Kris's hold.
"I forgot my key."
Kris scoffed as he pulled out his own, unlocked the door, pushed it open...

"SURPRISE!"   


A/N
Aish! this is so annoying! I'm currently writing on chapter 54 so I keep forgetting you're not as far in story as I am ><
If I have the time, I'll look through chapter 50 and post another update tomorrow :D
I'm starting to get sad though. I am starting to see the end to the story but I don't feel like much have happened :s
Anyway thank you for reading and sticking with the story for wow... 49 chapters. You're amazing :b
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