14. Aftermath 

     

When Kai kissed him, his brain lit on fire and the warmth spread throughout his entire body.

  "You are not going to drink any alcohol, because otherwise I would seal your lips with mine before you get the chance to do it." The way Kai whispered in his ear, his hot breath caressing his earlobe, his lips slightly touching it, made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and sent lightning bolts of cold chills down his spine. His breath was a wave of warmth on his icy skin.    Kai's never known before what it feels like to want someone — not to want to hook up with them or whatever, but to want them, to want them. And now he does. Every fiber of his very existence, muscle and bone and nerve and vein, wanted Kyungsoo closer; and, all at the same time, wanted to run in the opposite direction. What was he doing? Why did he kiss him? Why wasn't he disgusted by it?   "Can you kiss me again, Jongin?"    Good things never lasted and soon, they would separate again. The instant their lips met Kyungsoo might as well have collapsed his frail lungs right then and there. Because from that moment on, he wouldn’t know what it would be like to breathe alone again. It was Kyungsoo's first kiss, but when their lips finally touched he could feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep. He couldn't cheat his first kiss.    Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it is everything. It was the moment Kyungsoo realized his plan wouldn't work out the way he wanted, because he was falling for Jongin.    They parted when footsteps echoed, Kyungsoo desperately tried fighting against Kai. The approaching footsteps clip-clopped down the bleached tile hallway. Each footfall is chaotically spaced from the last, no rhythm at all.    "Stop fighting me!" He said, trying to pull on the arm he held. But Kai was too strong and managed to capture him between his arms.    "Kyungsoo! I have been looking for you. The sponsor wants to hold a speech and demands attendance from every member of our sports club."   Kris.   Once he was close to them, Jongin's guard was blown and Kyungsoo managed to push him away, even though his swollen lips were crimson enough from what they had been doing minutes before. Kai's name was written on his lips and he realised that he didn't want to kiss anyone else. Only the Quarterback.     "Not so fancy to see you, Jongin." Kris acknowledged him with a short nod, before his attention lingered on Kyungsoo.    "Would you come now? Everyone is waiting for you both. Oh, and Kyungsoo? Try to fix your hair, it looks like you both did something."   Immediately he followed Kris' instruction. "You played him well, Kyungsoo. You are a talented young actor. I almost though you have developed feelings for him", the taller male whispered to his team mate. And it was due to Kris words, that he realized that all of this wasn't part of his revenge plan anymore. It was real, it wasn't an act.   "It isn't a play anymore", he muttered.                                                                                               *"*   They both followed Kris to the main hall, where the sponsor was standing on a small stage, a microphone in his hand.    "I'm thankful to see that everyone has come today. You all know and lived the 'secrets' to the Bulls' success in the previous season, gather the best people to our team. All coaches and sponsors have something in common, they are ruthlessly result-oriented. We build a team and now we have successfully build the chambers for the underperformers. I want to introduce you officially to our new Defensive End, Park Hyungsik."    A cacophony of applause and cheering came from the crowd, consisting of the senior team and supporters of the school, the cheerleaders and the coach. Hyungsik launched his way through the crowd, walking on stage to take the jersey the sponsor had brought with a huge '96' printed on.    "He will be playing Oh Sehun's position, since the latter's abilities aren't comprising as they used to."    Kai looked over to Sehun. He was smiling, not a hint of discomfort was visible on his face. Being second-choice looked like a gift to him.  'What was he up to?' Kai wondered.    "Now I also want to hear Coach Joonho's opinion about the upcoming season. Can we beat the AFC Cowboys this Saturday?"    "Guys, I don't feel very well. I think I'm going home now," Kyungsoo announced and straighten his suit. Kai had to admit Kyungsoo had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks and now he had become even more handsome. The suit was complementing his slim, muscular, with an almost symmetrical face, appearance.    "Shall I drive you home?" Kris