Confess to Me

Pairing: KaiSoo

Genre: Fluff, humor

Rating: G

Length: Oneshot, 2800 words

Summary: He’s on a mission to confess his feelings for his best friend.

Kyungsoo’s not necessarily a nerd. But he likes books, yes. And reading in general. He likes hanging out at the library because it calms his nerves and makes him feel smarter than he actually is. He has good grades; sometimes the best in class, sometimes it’s just a pass. It’s a wave, really. But Kyungsoo doesn’t mind because he’s happy with that. He’s not exactly an anti-social lad too. He has friends; lots of them actually, but he prefers to be alone just because. He mingles with people from time to time and is fairly decent company. He has a voice that’ll make chocolate melt AND his food is to die for. He’s a nagging friend but that’s just because he cares for them.

Jongin isn’t the school’s most popular jock, but he’s definitely a part of their league. He’s a basketball player, second in command and is excellent in defense. He likes playing against an opposing team or with his teammates. He spends his free time sleeping anywhere (literally anywhere) when the occasion allows it. He’s too exhausted with his sports activities and the pile of school work at the end of the day that his body just shuts down automatically for him. He has decent grades, not failing any classes. He’s not the brightest bulb in the room but he’s not the broken one either. He doesn’t need to worry much about his academic grades to get into college; a sports scholarship is waiting for him once he graduates. Naturally, he’s part of The Popular Club. With his good looks, hot physique and talent; he’s a shoo-in for the ladies (and gents). He may be part of The Popular Club, but he rarely even hangs out with them. He prefers 3 to 4 friends to the company of 12 or more, he’ll choose in a heartbeat a quiet place rather than a crowded gym with fan girls screaming his name. He’ll choose a certain someone as company any day. Jongin can dance but he can’t cook. He has a voice that’s as deep as puberty can get and his genuine friends for it. He’s a silent softie hiding inside his cool exterior.

Kyungsoo and Jongin aren’t that different from each other. They aren’t part of the Jock vs. Nerd movement everyone in high school thinks is happening. They aren’t part of the drama of King and Queen Bee vs. the Social Rejects who end up kicking their asses’ in the end. No, they are nothing like that. In fact, they’re best friends. So there won’t be a reason for Jongin to reject Kyungsoo’s confession, right?

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Day 1

“Jongin, I—“ Kyungsoo stuttered and tightened his grip on his best friends’ sleeved arm. His breath quickening as he tried to remember what he was supposed to say to the latter.

“You okay Soo?”

Kyungsoo’s knees tremble at the mention of his nickname coming from those lips he’s seen in his dreams for the past year. Jongin steadies him with a firm hand on his shoulder, Kyungsoo’s hands automatically go to his biceps and he can feel the muscles there flex. Kyungsoo makes an embarrassingly unnecessary noise at the back of his throat.

Jongin is staring at him weirdly but isn’t saying anything. “Do you want to, uh. See the school nurse?”

Kyungsoo’s eyes double in size and he shakes his head. “N-no need! I just—I have to tell you something.”

“O…kay. What is it?”

Jongin’s attention is fully focused and Kyungsoo and the latter feels like bursting into flames at the moment.

“I—I like—“ Just then, Baekhyun decided to show up and casually sling an arm around Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo jumps 3 feet into the air.

“Baekhyun!”

“Wow, Soo. I didn’t know you could easily be scared.” Baekhyun shrugged and Jongin broke out in a fond smile.

“I am not! You just showed up out of nowhere, that’s all.” Kyungsoo huffed defensively and brushed imaginary lint off his neatly pressed dress shirt and pants, trying to look cool as if to salvage the remnants of his dignity.

“Yeah, okay. Whatever you say.”

“Uh yeah, speaking of ‘say’; what were you saying earlier Kyungsoo?”

Kyungsoo’s whole body tensed and he is not prepared to confess to Jongin like this, with Baekhyun as their witness.

“I…I uh, I said I like pizza and that we should order one for lunch today?” He smiled, but it came out as more of a grimace.

“Oh sure, why didn’t you say so earlier?” Jongin grinned and ruffled his hair, then turned to wave at Baekhyun before walking out to go to class.

Kyungsoo huffed and Baekhyun threw him an apologetic look.

Day 1: FAIL.

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Day 2

Kyungsoo decide to try a new approach. He was far too much of a chicken to actually confess to Jongin in person; so he just decided to flirt a little, and hope that the message gets across.

Kyungsoo, Jongin, Baekhyun and Chanyeol are all seated on a random round table in their school cafeteria in that order. Jongin is eating pasta and Kyungsoo decides to make a move.

“Jongin, you’ve got a little something…” He points to his own puffy lips and tries to it seductively (he fails).

Jongin chokes on his pasta and Chanyeol had to give him the Heimlich maneuver in the middle of lunch period.

Kyungsoo looks mildly apologetic while Jongin looks scarred. Baekhyun is amused and Chanyeol is judging the heck out of all of them. He leaves first after class hours and Baekhyun follows suit, winking and making obscene hand gestures at Kyungsoo while the other two aren’t looking. Kyungsoo blushes a bright red and glares at him, thinking that if he glares hard enough he’ll be able to melt Baekhyun. It doesn’t work.

Every step Kyungsoo takes to get near to Jongin the latter takes two back. Kyungsoo pouts but doesn’t say anything and the walk back to Jongin’s house is silent. Kyungsoo leaves quietly with a wounded heart.

Day 2: FAIL.

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Day 3

Jongin won’t look Kyungsoo in the eye and the latter is getting frustrated.

He confronts Baekhyun at lunch time and points a trembling finger to his own face.

“Tell me, Baek. Is there something on my face??”

Baekhyun scrutinizes him and purses his lips. He narrows his droopy eyes and takes a step back as if to check out a work of 3D art.

“Well?”

Baekhyun inhales before answering. “You have big bug eyes. You have too thick lips. There’s a pimple on your forehead. Your nose bridge is oily. You look like you need a haircut. You should probably try and grow taller or at least wear insoles. You look like you don’t sleep. You—“

“Okay, enough!” Kyungsoo looks severely offended. “I asked you if there’s something on my face, I didn’t ask you to analyze my imperfections! I’m well aware of those!” His cheeks flush and he raises a hand to cover the zit on his forehead that felt heavier than it did before. He uses his other arm to take Baekhyun into a headlock and uses his nose and chin to attack the other’s head. They laugh and giggle like the gay men that they are in the middle of a crowded school hallway.

Jongin catches the whole thing and he walks away from the scene, his previous smile turned upside down.

Day 3: NO PROGRESS, FAIL.

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Day 4

Kyungsoo is on his way to Jongin’s house since it’s a Saturday and they’re supposed to work on a school project together. Kyungsoo woke up extra early to get ready and he’s done everything in his power to smell good and look attractive for the rest of the day. Kyungsoo prays Jongin won’t notice the concealer he’s applied to the circles under his eyes. (His mom gave him a judging look when he asked for it after all; it’d better be worth the embarrassment)

Kyungsoo breathes in once, twice and he rings the door bell. The door opens a few seconds later and he’s met with the face of Jongin’s mother.

“Oh hi Kyungsoo-dear. What can I do for you?” Jongin’s mother’s smile is exactly like his and Kyungsoo tries hard not to coo.

“I, um. Is Jongin home?”

“Ahh,” Jongin’s mother frowns for a moment and Kyungsoo notices she looks older that way.

“I’m sorry sweetie, but he’s not home today. He’s out with Sehun and Luhan for basketball practice.”

“Oh! Right… That’s okay then, Mrs. Kim. I’ll just head home now.” Kyungsoo feels all his efforts for day get trampled on by a million bouncing basketballs.

“I really am sorry Kyungsoo, I’d just tell him you came by later on.”

His answer is a smile and a wave and Kyungsoo is back to his lonely journey of walking back home, alone.

Day 4: FAIL!

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Day 5

Day 5 is a Monday where they both have English class together, They’re seatmates and Kyungsoo’s already prepared a speech in his head he made since yesterday.

The moment the seat beside him is occupied, he speaks.

“I know we’re best friends and all and that I’m not the most attractive person out there but I just want you to know that I like you and willyoupleasegooutwithme?”

Kyungsoo has his eyes closed because he can’t take watching Jongin’s face while talking. He’ll just stutter uselessly and then his plan will fail again. He’s been crushing on the guy for a year and he cannot afford to fail again this time.

He’s prepared himself for any type of reaction; anger, disgust, indifference, and maybe even joy and reciprocation of his feelings. But he’s not prepared for utter silence. He opens his eyes and his jaw drops to the floor.

Baekhyun is looking at him pensively and Kyungsoo flushes all different kinds of red.

“Are you sure that confession was for me?”

“Ma…ma-ma-ma... but ehh— Ma—ma… m-m ma—“

“What’s happened to Kyungsoo?” Jongin drops his bag on the floor and watches Kyungsoo stutter repeatedly like a broken CD player.

“He says he’s learned the Macarena.”

Day 5: FAIL.

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Day 6

Kyungsoo decides to make cupcakes for Jongin as a way to confess. He’s asked Chanyeol for his help because he can’t do this alone (also because he’s the only classmate he’s close enough with in Home Economics).

Kyungsoo is squeezing out vanilla meringue on top of the chocolate cupcakes in the shape of letters and Chanyeol is doing the other batch too. They eat the batter somewhere in the middle of it all but they still managed to finish, and just in time for Jongin to get out of his last period class.

Kyungsoo saunters to where Jongin is stuffing books into his locker with a box of cupcakes.

“This is for you!”

Kyungsoo then runs off leaving a curious looking Jongin with the box of treats. He opens it and his eyebrows rise to his hairline when he reads the toppings.

“Kid…cho…id…smiley face? Noon chew ah—What?”

(Unknown to both Jongin and Kyungsoo Chanyeol ate the first batch of cupcakes Kyungsoo made and he replaced them all with his version of the squiggly treats. The Korean characters obviously weren’t written well by the giants’ shaking hands, so Jongin understood nothing and just ate the treat.)

Day 6: Fail?

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Day 7

Jongin sits beside Kyungsoo in the cafeteria the next day. Kyungsoo is fidgeting in his seat and Jongin stares at him before remembering something.

“Oh! Right, thanks for the cupcakes yesterday. It isn’t my birthday yet, but they taste awesome.”

Jongin nods and Kyungsoo looks up with wide eyes.

“A-and…?”

Jongin his lips before taking a bite of his burger. “And what? I already said thank you, and they were delicious, like how you always make the food.”

Kyungsoo blushes but regains his composure afterwards. “No! I mean thanks, but that’s not the point. Didn’t you see anything else…?”

Jongin thinks for a moment and remembers the weirdly written stuff on top of the desserts.

“Ah! You mean the Kid choid noon chew? Yeah, pretty weird. What did you mean by it anyway?”

Kyungsoo thumped his head on the cafeteria table and cursed under his breath.

“Park Chanyeol…”

Jongin leaned in and muttered close to Kyungsoo’s ear. “I’m sorry, what?”

Kyungsoo looked up and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed how close Jongin’s face was to his own. He can almost count the individual eyelashes and he immediately stoop up before he could stop himself and kiss Jongin senseless in the middle of the cafeteria.

“I SAID I HAVE TO KILL SOMEONE!”

And with that he left Jongin eating alone like a coward that he really is.

Day 7: FAIL.

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Day 5749235980608934021

“ARGH I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!” Kyungsoo grabbed fistfuls of his hair and got up from his seat in front if his desk. He angrily slammed his book close, thinking that he can’t accept the consecutive failures he’s been facing with trying to confess to a person who’s as clueless as his grandmother is when it comes to the internet.

Kyungsoo didn’t even bother to fix his hair when he left his house, storming angrily to a house that is 2 streets and 4 blocks away. He clearly didn’t think this through when the rain started pouring in his blind rage to get to Jongin’s house as fast as possible.

He’s sprinting now, and he doesn’t care if he’s wet all over and unpresentable. He dashes to the Kim’s house like a mad man and he stops once he’s under the safety of their porch. He rings the door bell insistently with a drenched and shaking finger, and the door opens immediately and he’s face to face by a startled, just-woken up Jongin.

He reaches over to tug at Jongin’s neckline and he slams their lips together like a magnet attracted to metal. He kisses him, full (and wet for a number of reasons) and he doesn’t even notice that Jongin is responding, the other’s hands that are now wrapped around his drenched waist. And they’re kissing under a porch in the rain, and Kyungsoo feels hot and cold and Jongin feels nice, nice, nice.

They only stop when Kyungsoo pulls away to sneeze, and Jongin immediately pulls him inside. Jongin restrains himself to slam the smaller into the door once he closes it because he remembers they’re in his house where his mother and father are somewhere in the area and the fact that Kyungsoo just finished sneezing. He doesn’t have a towel with him to dry the other off so he just tugged his shirt off and began to pat Kyungsoo with it, in front of their door, in the living room.

Kyungsoo is all sorts of dazed and he recovers once he takes his eyes off Jongin’s lean and (and hot!) body. He bites back a sniffle when he grabs onto Jongin’s warm arm. “Jongin.”

“Mm?” Jongin’s gaze directed at him is nothing but fond and Kyungsoo’s insides immediately melt.

“I like you,” he blurts out. “I really, really like you.”

Jongin just stares at him and halts his movements of drying Kyungsoo’s hair off.

“I’ve been trying to ask you for ages but it never works. Sorry for kissing you earlier but I can’t think of anything else and I’m sorry for showing up announced, wet, in your doorstep aaaaand I’m rambling again.” He takes a deep breath. “What I’m saying is,” He looks up into Jongin’s brown, chocolatey orbs and he smiles at the fondness radiating off the other and seeping into his skin.

“Will you go out with me?”

Jongin envelops him in the biggest and warmest hug he’s ever received in years. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Day 5749235980608934021: SUCCESS!

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Life hasn’t changed much after that incident except Jongin and Kyungsoo both know the reason behind their secret glances. Their fleeting touches all have a meaning behind them. Kyungsoo cooks extra special food just for Jongin. And Jongin makes time for Kyungsoo in between his hectic basketball practice schedule.

Kyungsoo’s never been happier and he’s glad he decided to take matters into his own hands and have the guts to actually confess to the guy he’s been in love with for a year.

(MISSION COMPLETE)

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a/n: SO. BARF-WORTHY FLUFF AND POOR ATTEMPT AT HUMOR FOR EVERYONE \O/

I’M WRITING LIGHTLY FOR THE TIME BEING BECAUSE I’M WORKING ON A NEW PROJECT THAT’S DARK, AND CREEPY AND BIG. I HOPE IT GETS FINISHED BEFORE THE 31 BUT BY THE RATE I’M GOING, I’M NOT ENTIRELY SURE. TT__TT Please anticipate my new project and THANK YOU FOR READING!

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