Hectic as all hell, was what KIbum thought when he fell into his bed that late Saturday night. He was tired and exhausted more than anything. He prepared for college, he stressed over getting it done right and that's when he created his own problem. "Don't stress, Kibum." Jonghyuns words echoed around him and he groans. 

A few days ago....

“If you keep stressing about it, you’ll only make it worse.” KIbum cuts his eyes at his carefree boyfriend. “So, you’re telling me to start slacking off like you use to?” Jonghyun smiles, placing his books down and taking Kibums hand. “No, I’m just telling you that you can come to me whenever it’s too much.”

“Come to you?” Jonghyun nods, rubbing a finger over Kibums knuckles. “Yes. I may not be able to help you when it comes to studying…” Kibum makes a face and Jonghyun laughs gently. “But I can support you emotionally, we’re in this together Kibum.” He looks up, staring straight into Kibums eyes, making sure he could understand that he truly was there for him. With a slow sigh, Kibum leans his body into Jonghyuns and allows for the older to embrace him. “Just like this,” Jonghyun murmurs. “We can support each other.” Kibum smiles as they slowly start swaying side to side in the hallway. People passed, throwing them skeptical looks, but why care when this was their love? People could judge them all they wanted, but it wouldn’t change anything. “I have to get to class now.” Kibum says, stepping back and running a hand through his black hair. Jonghyun pokes out his bottom lip. “I don’t want you to go…” Kibum chuckles lightly. “You’re not cute when you pout.” Jonghyun grins. “Yes I am.” He uses his fingers to poke Kibum in his sides. “Hey,” Regaining a serious composure he states. “When both our classes are done we should go looking for the library.”

“I already found it.” KIbum turns away, saying over his shoulder. “You’d be lost without me.” Jonghyun blinks at him and a slow smile takes over his face and mumbling to himself, he replies. “Yes I would be.” Kibum waves, speed walking down the hallway, Jonghyun watches until he disappears around a corner. He lets out a breath, gathering his books and heading for his next class. His phone vibrates, it was a text from Minho. Frogface- how’s college? I hope you’re not crying because you miss me so much O_O.  He chuckles at the text, muttering, “.” Frogface- I should be there around next week, technical stuff, you know.

Actually Jonghyun didn’t know because he hadn’t received a scholarship like Minho did. Of course the scholarship was for soccer. Without replying he slides his phone into his jean pockets. With a huff, he adjusts his books against his chest and continues his descent down the hall. And suddenly Jonghyun remembered that his next class was Algebra. “Suddenly...I’m not feeling so well…” And he turns around, walking in the opposite direction of his class. But there was a soft, warmth in his heart and a fuzzy reminder in his mind. “Thank you...for trying.” Kibums voice trickled into his mind and he groans. “Damn it, Kibum.” Turning around, he trudges towards his next class. 

Woohyun peered at Kibum as the younger chewed on the eraser tip of his pencil. His gaze was intense and it seemed that Kibum didn’t even notice it until he looked up and their eyes met. “You do the same thing my boyfriend does…” Kibum murmurs, Woohyun raises an eyebrow. “And what is that?”

“You stare when I don’t like it.” Woohyun felt a coldness draft in the room and he swallows. “Sorry…” Kibum shakes his head, dropping the pencil and mumbling a jumbled ‘it’s okay.’ Woohyun clears his throat and busies himself with his homework. Every now and then he would glance back at Kibum and he would struggle trying to stifle his laughter. The younger, black haired male, had his face buried in his hands and was groaning and loudly. Other students in the class would look back and give him looks, but of course he didn’t notice them. Even if he did, he wasn’t going to stop. Unable to control himself, Woohyun asks. “Stress?” Kibum doesn’t answer, instead he looks up, his face tired and strained, his eyes blank.  “No, just...overwhelmed….” Kibum sighed, resting his forehead in the palm of his hand. “I came here...ready, at least I thought so..” Woohyun scoots closer to him, listening intently. “I...thought I was ready, I don’t know.” He laughs bitterly, before sighing again. Woohyuns deep, brown eyes seared into him, willing him to look into them. “Kibum, I have a few no-stress methods.”

“What are they?” Kibum asks, with seemingly little to no interest. Woohyun smiles, placing a hand to his shoulder. “Go out with your friends.” He declares and KIbum blinks at him, tilting his head slightly and blinking several more times before saying. “That’s an even dumber idea.” Woohyun flinches back offended. “Why?”

“I don’t have any friends here.”

“Well, I guess I’m just a complete stranger to you.” Kibum shrugs, pinching Woohyuns hand away and off of his shoulder. “Just because we have almost every class together doesn’t make us friends.”

“But I made you smile when we first met.” Kibum rolls his eyes at this statement. “You did, but--” The door clicks open and the professor walks inside. Kibum tears his gaze away, facing the front. 

After a quiet moment he says, his voice a whisper, “You have to meet my boyfriend first.” Woohyun grumbles something under his breath, but replies in a sarcastically sweet way. “What? Does he choose your friends for you?” Ten seconds ticked by before Kibum replied. He turns around and stares into Woohyuns eyes, a crooked smile on his face. “No, but I love him and if there’s someone I want to be friends with he’ll probably want to meet them. And I don’t want him to be lonely.” He winks, his pink lips spreading into a smile. “Two birds with one stone, Hyun.” His voice was  teasing, almost condescending in the way he called him ‘hyun’. But Woohyun felt something flutter in his heart and when Kibum looked away Woohyun placed a hand to his chest and smiled down to himself. 

Sunday Morning...

Kibum heard shuffling and voices outside of his room. “Eomeonim, is he awake?”

“I don’t think so, he came home and immediately retreated into his room.”

“Ah, mind if I go in?”

“Go ahead.” The door was opened and Jonghyun slid into the room, cracking the door behind him. “Bummie~” He calls, walking over towards Kibum who was lying face down on his bed. “Kibum, you have to get up.”

“Mmnmm…” He grumbles, turning his head on the pillow and squinting at Jonghyun. “Why the hell are you here?” He croaks and Jonghyun smiles, running his fingers through Kibums dark locks. “To support you.” He tugs at the blankets. “Come on Kibum, it’s my turn to help you smile.”

Dubu Speaking

Hey guys, I'm back! Haha, I'm really excited to write this sequel, since it is my first one XD

Anywyas, of course Kibum's going to be slightly stressed , he's human too, (even though he's perfect in everything)

Heads up for what you will see in this sequel: You will see....THINGS BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE YOU GUYS ANY SPOILERS!!!

*WICKED LAUGHING*

Thank you guys for reading the first one and now this one, please enjoy each chapter^^