"Yo, what are you doing?" Kris oppa asks, coming in my room.

He sees me on the bed, covering my face. He closes the door and hurries to my side.

"Wh-what's wrong?" he asks, concerned.

I shake my head sideways.

"Ya, what's wrong?" he asks again.

"Nothing. Leave me alone..." I answer.

"Well I can't just leave you here like this...." he replies. "Dude, what's wrong?"

"NOTHING!" I answer, throwing the pillow at him.

He catches the pillow with his face. He tosses it down onto the floor.

"Ya, seriously, this is not funn-" He stops when he pulls my hands away from my face.

He loosens the grip on my hands. He then slowly brings his hands up to my face.

He kindly wipes my tears away with his slender finger.

I sniff as he dries my tears and brings my hair out of my face.

He smiles warmly. "You shouldn't cry. It ruins your pretty face," he says.

I sniff again. "Thank you..." I say.

He pulls me into a hug.

"Don't cry..." he says quietly. "It hurts to see you so sad..."

I don't know how to reply.

"It makes me want to cry when I see the person I love the most be hurt," he says.

I sniff. "...Thank you.... That means a lot," I reply.

He hugs me tighter.

"Don't you hate crying in front of the person you love too?" he asks. I chuckle.

"Sure, but not you," I answer jokingly.

"Ya," he says. I chuckle again.

"I love you too, Kris oppa..." I say.

He smiles and rests his head on mine.

"Your hair does smell like shampoo," he comments.

Hey~~~~~

MAN MY KRIS FEELS > <

I was wondering whether to do a derpy one, or a calm one like this.... And then I was like "I think he had enough derps in this story..."

I love your derps by the way, Kris. lol