“Seunghyun, come on. Help me with this. I just need one more guy.”

Seunghyun dropped the book in his hands onto his chest and looked over at his roommate. “No freaking way. There are tons of other dudes in this campus. Go ask them.” He pulled the book back up.

“Of course I have,” the roommate let out an exasperated sigh, “but the ones who responded are either nerds who wouldn’t even get kissed at a fair’s kissing booth or erts who expected second base out of this. And they are not so easy on the eyes either.”

Seunghyun chuckled. “Why does it matter? You just need to film strangers kissing each other not a commercial for Abercrombie or something.”

“Of course it matters. The subject is already provocative as it is. I should at least make it presentable. The last thing I want is my professor to get grossed out by it.”

Seunghyun ignored the plea, attention still on the book in his hands.

“Seunghyun-“

“Zen!” Seunghyun glared over his book again. “No! I’m not doing it.”

“Dude, help me out. I have one week, one week, to finish this and then I’m done for this semester.”

“Find someone else.” Seunghyun shook his head, still nonchalantly ignoring his roommate, flipping the pages of the book.

“Look, I’ve never asked for your help before, well except for that hook up with your boyfriend’s course mate-”

“EX-boyfriend.” Seunghyun corrected.

“Yes, your ex-boyfriend’s course mate whom I’m really grateful for, but I really need your help this time.” Zen stood up from his chair and approached Seunghyun’s bed, where the guy was lying and pulled the book down.

Seunghyun rolled his eyes, looking up at his roommate.

“Please..” Zen pulled a fake pout and bats his lashes over a pair of puppy eyes.

Seunghyun groaned in defeat, propping himself up against the headboard. “Zen, look, you’re my best friend, I’d love to help you with anything.” He rolled his eyes again when Zen beamed him with a smile. “But this is not one those things. It sounds uncomfortable. When I was with Jin, it took us like a month to get to know each other before we finally had our first kiss. What makes you think that I would just agree to kiss a stranger?”

“Well, one, this is not a matchmaking project. I’m not trying to hook you up with anybody. Just show up, kiss and then leave. No strings attached. And two, you are currently not in a relationship; no one’s gonna care if you kiss anybody.”

Seunghyun chuckled. “That’s more like a reason why I shouldn’t do it; I just broke up.”

Zen hit Seunghyun on the side of his arm, earning a groan. “That is a valid reason to do it. You’re single for God’s sakes. And you didn't just broke up; it’s been what, two, three months? It’s time to put yourself back in the market again. Go out, do something crazy, like…I don’t know, like…kissing a stranger.”

Somehow Seunghyun let out a laugh, running his hands through his hair. “I don’t kn- I can’t. No, Zen, I can’t.”

“Why the hell not? Just do it for fun.” Zen folded one of his legs onto the bed, turning towards Seunghyun. “Or as charity, for me, for my assignment.”

Seunghyun knew he was about to lose this. Zen just needed to plead one more time to pull a ‘yes’ or an ‘okay’ out of him. They had been roommates for almost three years now; been through all the ups and downs as students on a foreign land away from home. Zen was one of the things that Seunghyun was grateful for, not just for being his floating device in surviving campus, but for life. Zen was the kind of friend that you would call a brother, a family, your own kind. Seunghyun remembered holding his breath for the longest time when he first came out to Zen only to have his roommate shrugged his shoulders. It surprised Seunghyun that Zen didn’t get awkward with him afterwards and assured him that “I know you better than to judge you if you’d prefer than s. We didn’t become friends based on that.”

So when Zen asked him again, Seunghyun let out another groan, rubbing his face with his palms. “Fine! Fine! Fine! I’ll do it.”

“YES! You’re the best!” Zen yelped, clasping his hands together, mimicking a girly expression and lunged himself to hug Seunghyun around his neck.

“You’re choking me! Get off!” Seunghyun peeled Zen off, half laughing at his roommate being an idiot. “Stop forcing yourself on me; you’re not my type.”

Zen faked a pout.

“Don’t make me change my mind.” Seunghyun warned, throwing Zen into a fit of laughter.

“Okay, okay,” Zen surrendered with his hands raised above his head. “Tomorrow, three o’clock, the Art Building, second floor, room 2-3B. Wear anything that you feel comfortable in.”

“Wait. Tomorrow?? What if I had said no?”

“I know you would say yes.” Zen grinned and winked before getting off the bed and walked backwards back to his desk. He clicked his tongue, shooting Seunghyun with his finger guns. “Tomorrow. I’ll pair you with a cute one, I promise.”