Minho suddenly remembered what Kibum had said a while ago.

“So Bummie I am the one right?”

Kibum turned to him and raised his left eyebrow.

“I am the one whom you like.”  Minho smiled an evil one.

Kibum was shocked; he didn’t know what to do. His crush knows that he likes him; he didn’t want Minho to know about his feelings. He was afraid that Minho will ignore him, worst Minho will fire him and he won’t be able to see Minho again. There was only one thing that could help him so he decided to do that.

“Whao... whao Choi Minho aren’t you full of yourself. Who said that I like you; I mean who will like you? Look at yourself foggy. Kim Kibum, the definition of perfection likes you. Are you kidding me? Okay I know I told you that I am gay and I like someone but that doesn’t mean that it’s you. Stop giving yourself this much impor...” he was again stopped by a pair of lips, this time it was just a peck.

“I like you too Kim Kibum, the definition of perfection.” Minho looked into Kibum’s eyes and grinned. He was happy that finally he realised why he felt uneasy whenever he saw Kibum with someone else.

On the other hand Kibum was still in shock, he was in daze; he was not sure what he had heard from Minho was true or was it just hallucination. He came out of his daze only after Minho called him.

“Bummie, bummie are you listening to me?” Minho said.

“What?” Kibum was still in shock and his cute confused face was too much to handle for Minho.

“I said I like you too Bummie.” He again grinned. Oh how much he loved telling Kibum that he liked him, Minho thought that he can do it again and again.

“Are you sure? You are not teasing me right?”

“Why would I tease you, I really lik...” This time it was Kibum who kissed Minho. At first Minho was shocked but then he held Kibum by his waist and pulled him closer, Kibum’s hands wrapped Minho’s neck and now they were kissing passionately; Minho nibbled Kibum’s lower lip asking for entrance and as a reflex Kibum opened his mouth. They didn’t fight for dominance, Minho was dominating, and he explored each and every corner of Kibum’s mouth. None of them were pulling apart, after 5 or 6 minutes of passionate and heated kiss both of them pulled away to breathe.   

Both of them didn’t look at each other, they were shy. Minho again started driving; he was dropping Kibum to his home. There was an awkward silence in the car, both of them wanted to say something but no one could initiate the talk. ‘He is so cute when he is blushing’ Minho thought and smiled to himself. ‘Does he really like me? What if he was lying, he hasn’t said a single word after the kiss. How do I ask him?’ Kibum thought. Both of them were thinking about each other but in opposite ways. While Minho was busy admiring his cute bummie, Kibum was busy fighting with the thoughts that were coming in his mind against Minho.

Minho parked the car in front of Kibum’s apartment. As Kibum was about to leave the car Minho stopped him.

“So what does it makes us?” Minho asked Kibum.

“Umm...”

“Does that umm mean that you are shy to tell me that it makes us boyfriends?”