1. You cheated on me because you thought I cheated.

“Zhoumi…” A sharp pain raked Kyuhyun’s chest. He growled lowly at it, glare intensifying with each passing moment. The pure happiness on his ex-lover’s face was enough to make him want to curl his lip in disgust. In what ing world was it fair?

The couple was holding hands, caressing one another with their eyes. It was absolutely, horrifyingly putrid. Kyuhyun didn’t even try to hold back the waves of fury rolling off of him. Was there no way to justify the situation?

Then those familiar, lovely black orbs were turning with that equally lovely face.

2. You never tried to fix the misunderstanding from #1.

Without thinking much more – anger dictating his moves – Kyuhyun dragged the wide-eyed and shocked Ryeowook half out of his seat and crushed their lips together.

The force of impact made the smaller boy wince, hands reaching out to garner support on anything at all. Kyuhyun’s chest brushed his fingertips and he quickly used that as leverage to stay upright.

Breathing became harder as the lips moving against his refused to cease, capturing every last pant Ryeowook managed. He felt his knees beginning to weaken under the attention, but there was no way to fix that with their awkwardly positioned bodies.

Abruptly, Kyuhyun pulled back, chest rising and falling erratically as he tilted his head the other way, one hand moving up to hold Ryeowook’s face. “Kiss me, Ryeowook,” he whispered, eyes closing with the return of their heated touch.

There was something so vulnerable about the order, something that made it more of a plea than anything. And as their kiss deepened, Ryeowook couldn’t think of anything besides wanting to make the weakness in Kyuhyun vanish. Why was he so upset? Was it because of the people in the doorway?

Ryeowook hadn’t had a chance to see them clearly but then again, all he needed to know was the word “Zhoumi” had been spoken.

The very tip of Kyuhyun’s tongue traced Ryeowook’s reddened bottom lip, slowly venturing into the latter’s willing mouth. Before things could progress further though, a spine-tingling voice dragged them apart.

“K-Kyuhyun?”

His eyes carefully opened as he pressed one last fleeting kiss to Ryeowook’s harshly taken lips. Releasing the heavily breathing boy, Kyuhyun tilted his head in Zhoumi and Eunhyuk’s direction. The couple was staring in astonishment, blushes tinting their cheeks.

“Oh, I haven’t seen you two in a long time,” he stated, noting from his peripheral vision that Ryeowook was collapsed in his chair, head lowered to the table. Maybe Kyuhyun had gone a little overboard.

3. You waited for me to come crawling back to you.

Zhoumi nodded stiffly, eyes flitting back and forth between the formerly kissing pair. “So…you two ended up dating after all.”

“What of it?” Kyuhyun murmured the words cold and fierce – nothing like the voice someone should have been using with their ex-lover…for the most part.

4. You were sneaking around behind me back. Seriously, I’m not that stupid. I had an idea of what was going on. I may not have known for sure, but really? Am I that naïve in your eyes?

Eunhyuk forced a smile, “Man, I haven’t seen you in forever. I hope everything is going well for you,” he said, voice overly excited.

The younger boy shot him a vicious glare. “Yes, I’m doing fine.” Kyuhyun was so focused on the two guests that he hadn’t noticed Ryeowook rifling through his knapsack, searching for something or other. Then again, even if Kyuhyun had known it wouldn’t have made much of a difference. So long as Ryeowook was busying himself then there was nothing to worry about.

“I would’ve never expected to see you two here,” Eunhyuk laughed with a plethora of glee. “Why are you so far away from the school?”

5. You went to someone else for emotional support.

Kyuhyun shrugged. “There are always reasons and ways to get off campus.”

“That’s true.”

A short silence passed before it was interrupted by the sound of furious scribbling. Finally, Kyuhyun turned around, eyeing Ryeowook curiously. What was he doing? Crouching slightly, he leaned over to see what the other boy was writing so diligently. “What is that?” Kyuhyun asked, trying to move the hands covering the notebook paper.

“It’s nothing,” Ryeowook replied vaguely, scooting away from him and continuing to write.

Annoyance gnawed at the standing male. “What are you writing?” he insisted, wrapping his arms around Ryeowook from behind, face coming up to press closely against the slender boy’s neck. Kyuhyun tried to read the writing but failed when the notebook was suddenly shut.

“N-Nothing, I told you that,” Ryeowook muttered, blushing and tucking the journal back into his knapsack. “Could you let go of me…?” he whispered, squirming in the intimate embrace.

Grudgingly, Kyuhyun backed away, returning to the conversation he had momentarily left. “So what are you doing here?”

6. You said you loved me while sleeping with someone else.

Eunhyuk grinned sheepishly. “We didn’t want to spend time in the city. It’s been a while since we’ve been around rural areas so this place seemed like a close enough environment.”

7. You couldn’t decide between me and Eunhyuk.

 “Why don’t we meet up for drinks later today?” Zhoumi blurted.

8. #7 shows you didn’t really love me. You only liked me.

Everyone’s heads shot up to him, Ryeowook included.

Kyuhyun raised an eyebrow. “Drinks? I don’t mind.”

9. You never apologized for doing all of this.

 “If you don’t mind then I guess I don’t mind either…,” Eunhyuk muttered, frowning as he considered the possible outcomes of doing something so stupid. From an optimistic standpoint maybe all of them could become best friends and—that was a little too optimistic, actually.

“Okay, then we’ll meet at the dessert shop at three o’clock today,” Kyuhyun said, taking Ryeowook’s hand and lacing their fingers together.

Neither Eunhyuk nor Zhoumi had a chance to reply as the two younger boys passed over the threshold of the restaurant, heading off down the street.

10. You never said goodbye.