Kyungsoo scoffed, shaking his head at Jongin who had been tying and untying his own tie for more than five minutes.

"Seriously? It has been more than five minutes,Jongin." The younger glanced at him,only to looked back down at his tie with a pout.

"Mom often did it for me before."Kyungsoo laughed at the how childish other was looking and walked towards him.

"Come here." Jongin looked up at him.

"Huh?"

"I will do it for you so that we can finally go to work today." Kyungsoo to which the latter pouted again at.

Jongin had seen the scenes from drams which his mother watched, where a girl tied a guy's tie and the drama's director made a big romantic deal out of it and Jongin always snorted at it.

But now,he might have changed his mind,seeing Kyungsoo this upclose. The older's lower lip was jutted out in concentration and Jongin secretly awed about his rather long eyelashes.

What kind of guy looks this cute!?

"There you go. All done,Kiddo." The doe-eyes male patted his shoulders and looked up with his signature heart-shaped smile which very much surprised Jongin.

"Jongin…?" He blinked rapidly and turned away with a fake cough when he finally realized  he had been staring quite creepily at Kyungsoo.

"Th--thanks." He said, pretending to clean dust off his suit. What was lingering  in his mind was Kyunsoo's face with his chubby cheeks, heart-shaped lips and bright wide eyes and in conclusion, he was just….. Glowing. Jongin just decided  he would rather not dwell on that topic so much.

"Jongin, Are you leaving now? Let me do your tie----" Jongin's  mother stopped when she saw both of them coming out of their room. "Oh, I see that you have done it already." Her lips formed a line and Kyungsoo could see dissapointment clearly on her face

"Yep, Kyungsoo hyung did it for me." Jongin grinned and suddenly, he grabbed Kyungsoo's hand, intertwining their fingers together.

"We are leaving now,mother." Before the older could struggle, he was pulled along when the taller walked towards the door. "Be safe.." He could hear Jongin's mother before closing the door.

"Is it…is it really okay with your motherr---" He asked , looking up at Jongin when they were in the lift.

"It's fine." the taller answered without  looking.

"Urm……Jongin." He started again, this time Jongin looked at him, sighing softly. "Hyung, I told you it's fine----" Kyungsoo shook his head.

"Not that. I just want to know when you are planning  to let go of my hand." Jongin's ears went quite red over it and instantly let go of Kyungsoo's hands.

The older tried very hard to conceal his laughter, looking at Jongin's fluttered face..

However, Kyungsoo was secretly aware of how empty it felt when the warmth from Jongin's palm faded away.
 

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"Have you heard?" Jongdae asked, popping beside him so suddenly in the break room.

"Heard what?" Kyungsoo asked back nonchalantly, continued stirring his coffee.

"Kim Jongin, our vice president's son." Kyungsoo's hands stopped stirring for a moment before he tried to act unbothered again.

"What's with him?" His bestfriend groaned beside him.

"Kyungsoo, I swear! When will you finally get onto the social medias!? Anyway, so that famous Kim Jongin came out as gay or biual - I don't know - on his Instagram!" Kyungsoo looked at his eager friend with a small nod. "Okay…."

"AND he got married!! TO A GUY!!" it was very uneasy, looking at his friend talking so eagerly about him with a surprised face.
"Well...What's wrong with it?" Jongdae gasped,being overdramatic.

"How can you ask that!?  Dude,he's like super famous, sweeaping girls off their feet and and now he is married, moreover, to a guy!" Kyungsoo shook his head with a frown.

"Calm down,Jongdae. Breathe!" His friend suddenly got silent, leaning on the counter.

"You know..I thought of something stupid when I saw his husband picture- He posted it on Instagram by the way- and, since he didn't post his picture very clearly, everyone is super curious about who the lucky guy is. And do you know who I thought of when I saw the picture?" Kyungsoo stared at him, faking curiousity.

"You." Kyungsoo choked on his coffee, all the alarms going off in his heads. "What the hell!?" Jongdae exclaimed, grabbing tissues.

"Sorry. And why--why would you think of it even!? That--that's ridiculous! Such nonsense" He blabbered.

"I don't know. The last picture he posted, it really looks like you,hair and everything." Jongdae frowned at him,eyes filled with suspicion.

Panicking,Kyungsoo attempted to do the only thing he could think of,to get away from his friend. "I... have to go now. Nice gossip,Jongdae."

"Kyungsoo,why are you wearing a....necklace?"

And Kyungsoo just cursed at Kim Jongin and his damn words for convincing into wearing it because "We are married and my family would think it is suspicious when you don't want to wear the freaking ring. So at least wear it like that."

Jongdae's lips opened and closed several times, appearantly loss at words.

"Haha. Surprise,it's a normal ring!" Kyungsoo tried and his friend wasn't buying any.

"What the you mean a normal ring!? Do ing Kyungsoo,it's a freaking ring which is exact freaking  replica of Kim Jongin's! I SAW IT IN HIS PICTURE! What the ing is happening!? Holy ! Don't tell me-----" Kyungsoo sighed.

"You don't need to swear that much." Jongdae's eyes widened with his mouth hang opened.

"You are married-- to--to Kim--" Kyungsoo immediately put him hand on his friend's mouth, looking around worriedly.

"God! Be more quiet,will you!?" His friend slapped away his hand, shaking kyungsoo's shoulders.

"Do Kyungsoo! What the hell!? How!? When!? Why!?" Kyungsoo sighed deeply again, tucking the necklace safely back into his shirt, fixing his collar.

Then he proceeded to tell his friend everything in whispers and with glances at the door occasionally.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?" His friend exclaimed though in whispers only.

"Because I knew you are gonna opposed  that." He replied, tracing  his shirt's hem.

"Hell yeah! Everyone with the right sense would not agree to that. Kyungsoo, you are practically selling yourselves!" He shot him a glare.

"I am not! It was just a contract that will expire in like 2 years. Plus, I constantly don't have to worry about hospital bills and that's the most important thing,Jongdae...you know it.." The said friend sighed deeply, rubbing his temple.

"Did you sleep with him or--or do you have to do that constantly with him like you know, as a part of the contract?" Needless to say, Kyungsoo's faced scrunched up so hard at the thought.

"No!! Where did that idea come from even?! Ewww,omg!" A not-so-good teasing smile suddenly displayed on Jongdae's lips.

"So never done it with him,huh?..." He trailed off, leaning back on the chair.

"No and I never will! He's not even gay, dude." Kyungsoo said, ears crimson red.

"Anyway, I really have to go now. Break is over like 5 minutes ago." He stood up, straightening his dark brown suit. Jongdae whined from aside.

"But I have soo many questions left!!"Kyungsoo frowned again before waving his hand in air as a form of dismissal.

"Just text me or call me later, whatever."

Throughout the day in his cubicle, typing on his laptop with various noises around, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but feel stressed about what might happen when everyone find out about all this like Jongdae just did.
 

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"Pssh! Pssh! Kim Jongin!" Jongin turned back with a frown and saw a familiar head popping out from a room which seemed to be a storage room.

"Kyungsoo?" He asked in confusion as he walked towards the older, looking around, being cautious. "Woah!" He was pulled harshly into the dark room and to a dark corner. "Eager, are we?" He teased with a smirk and earned a smack to his arm.

"My friend found out." he said, biting his lips. Jongin looked clueless to his sudden words before his mouth formed an O shape. "But how?" It was really dark out in here and there were so many shelves which ensured they might not be seen easily but Jongin could see Kyungsoo sending worried looks at the door.

"The necklace! He saw it and suddenly fit the puzzle altogether."

"wow. That guy is a genius." However, Kyungsoo was not sharing same humour with Jongin at all.

"What if they find out about me, Jongin? Or--or worse, what if your family found out about the truth!?" Kyungsoo bit his lips nervously, eyes moving  around. Seeing that, Jongin decided to put both of his hands on Kyungsoo's shoulders, squeezing them gently.

"Calm down,hyung. Even if people find out that you are the one, I will do everything I can to protct you, all right? Plus, we're gonna try hard not to get our truth exposed. As we get to know each other, it will start to look more realistic, Okay? You are not alone in this, I am with you." He soothed the elder with a reassuring smile. Kyungsoo looked up at him with his big eyes which somehow made Jongin fluttered.

"Okay….okay. Thank you. I'm sorry I dragged you here all suddenly.  Let's go back." he patted the older's shoulders. However just when they turned towards the door, it opened a crack which sent both of them into a panic mode. The first thing Jongin did was to push Kyungsoo into a very dark corner, hiding the smaller male's with his significantly broad shoulders.

"What are you---" Kyungsoo whispered but instantly got his lips covered by Jongin's warm palm. "Shhh."

"Jihye, are you still in here? Manager-nim is looking for you." A girl's voice was heard and Jongin leaned closer to Kyungsoo, their chests touching now with their faces only few centimetres away. The taller's lips were nearly meeting Kyungsoo's forehead and the latter clenched Jongin's blazer jacket in uneasiness when Jongin's breath fell onto his face.

"Where did she go even?" The previous girl talked to herself and closed back the door, both of them sighing in relief that she didn't come in. However, after that, Jongin still had both of his arms beside Kyungsoo's head, whose hands were still holding onto the other. Jongin looked down just in time to stare right into Kyungsoo's doe ones.

With their stare holding onto each other, Kyungsoo unconsciously his lips and Jongin's adam apple bobbed up and down.

Jongin leaned it a little closer, very little that both of them didn't know their noses were practically touching by now.

All of a sudden, Kyungsoo pushed Jongin back by his chest which snapped both of them out of a trance. Thanks to the darkness,they were oblivious to each other's red faces.

"I--am going back!" Jongin nodded, fixing his tie.

"Have---have fun. Don't play around at work. Haha." Kyungsoo nodded dumbly and Jongin was left around, pushing his neatly styled hair back in frustration and cursed himself for sporuting nonsense words just now.
 

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Kyungsoo went back being on his phone after glancing at the car that was coming to halt the empty bus stop.

"Hey! Why didn't you wait for me!?" He saw Jongin's face, frowning right at him as soon as the car's mirror was down.

"Jongin!? What-what're you doing here?" He asked in shock and was thankful that there wasn't anyonr around.

"Get in. We're going home." Jongin replied, gesturing the seat beside.

"But---" He hesitated.

"Quick before anyone see you,hyung." Jongin said firmly to which he had to give in with a sigh.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" Kyungsoo looked at the male who now had his one hand on the steering wheel while the other was on the window frame.

"I can just go back like how I usually did,Jongin." The younger turned to stared at him briefly.

"We are living togeter now,hyung. If you don't want to wait me at the company then wait from somewhere like a cafe near because we are going back together starting from now on." Kyungsoo sighed again grumpily.

"Why do you care even...." The car came to stop at the traffic light and Jongin turned to Kyungsoo with his full attention on the latter.

"Give me your phone." Kyungsoo frowned at him.

"For what?"

"Because I don't want to be pulled into a suspicious dark storage room so I believe texting or a phone call would be a way to prevent that. Therefore,I need your number." Kyungsoo outright rolled his eyes but gave his phone anyway.

"There you go." The younger gave it back,now eyes back on the road as the traffic light turned green.

Kyungsoo made a mistake of not checking how Jongin saved his number ( "Love❤")
 

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The dinner went quiet awkward with Jongin's mom who was keen on asking Kyungsoo so many questions which some of then she didn't need answer to but asked just to humiliate him. ("Have you...did you take some pills to you know, to like...girls?" , "Is being gay contagious because you know, my boy likes or used to like girls.")

It only ended when Jongin interuppted successfully with very angry red face which Kyungsoo had not seen before. His own mother was shocked by it and pursed her lips in a staright line as she went into her room after dinner, without sparing both of them a glance.

"I am sorry for my mother." Jongin said softly, looking small while sitting on the edge of the bed and playing with his fingers. Kyungsoo smiled, still not getting used to this side of usually mighty Kim Jongin.

"It's fine. I'm used to it." Jongin quietly looked at him.

"You know, at work today, I heard lots of stuff about me. I mean,well some of them were supportive but the rest are just....cruel. They knew I could hear them and yet,they did that on purpose. If they didn't know I am president's grandson,it might have been worse." Kyungsoo, now sitting down on the sofa right in front of the bed, listened attentively to the younger.

"But then I think of how much you might have gone through-all those verbal abuse and those stares like--like you aren't a human being!"  Kyungsoo smiled sadly at how sincerely frustarated Jongin was, waving his hands around and everything.

"I....came out in my High School 2nd year,only to my family and close friends." Kyungsoo started. "It was fine at first but then I don't know how the news spreaded and everyone kept their distance from me like I could infect them." He said softly, looking down at his hands and missed out how Jongin was tenderly looking at him.

"It was actually with words at first,you know calling names and stuffs. But then it got abit physical." Kyungsoo sighed, remembering how he wanted to give up on everything that time.

"They pushed me around, stold my gym clothes, poured food and drink all over me. Honestly,it was hell. But then Kim Jongdae came in the last year." He chuckled abit, as the image of his best friend on his first day came into his mind. Jongin's eyebrows were still pinched together and his lips pouted out.

"Everyone was scared of him because he snapped at almost everyone with his unusually loud voice. Then I don't know how it happened, he just sort of became my guardian and the bullying somehowlessened..." Jongin's lips curves upward at how Kyungsoo was chuckling softly.

"You didn't deserve all those treatments,Hyung." Kyungsoo's smiled widened until his eyes closed but then it fell off as he remembers some thing.

"Wait! Jongdae said something about your instagram post." Jongin's  eyes widened as he gulped and chuckled lightly.

"Urm....Everything is good,cool. Everything's cool." Kyungsoo's eyes narrowed in suspicion at Jongin's behaviour.

"Kim Jongin, what did you do?" He spoke out each words in threatening voice.

"I....urm.....Ipostedapicutreofyousleeping!" He blabbered.

"What!?"

"I may have posted a picutr of you sleeping. Haha." Kyungsoo's face looked blank for a moment.

"What the hell!?"

"No! No! Look! Everyone loves it,.Hyung. check the comments! 'Cute!!' 'SO SWEET!' 'Omg. Goals!' " Jongin basically shouted as he put his phone forward right into Kyungsoo's face, who did not care of the comments but the phone itself.

" What are you doing!?" Jongin exclaimed as Kyungsoo suddenly jumped on him, causing both of them to fall onto the bed with Jongin on his back.

"Give me the damn phone! I'm gonna delete it!" They wrestled as the elder tried to get the device out of Jongin's grip.

"Oh nah. You are not getting it at all!" Jongin chuckled, amused at how eager Kyungsoo was above him, biting his lips with full concentration.

"Give me--- ooof" In a second, Jongin flipped their positions with him now on the top. Both of them were panting hard and faces flushed red as Jongin's one hand pinned Kyungsoo's ones tightly above his head.

Well, there they went again like what happened today at the work.

Jongin looked down, his eyes not fluttering at all as he stared intently at the older. Kyungsoo's adam apple bobbed up and down and he again, his red lips unconsciously.

Jongin's free hand moved towards Kyungsoo's face, who made the latter surprised. The younger grazed his thumb along Kyungsoo's cheek bones while his eyes were now on Kyungsoo's plump lips. Jongin his lips. His hand slowly moved towards the smaller male's lips ------

"Jongin,honey-- ARRRR" Their room was filled with shrieking screams of Jongin's mother who came into their room, without knocking and found them in a rather compromising position.

Kyungsoo immediately pushed Jongin off who fell on his . He stood up though his legs were wobbling.

"I'm sorry! I forgot to knock! I just wanted to ask why the shower is not working properly!" Jongin's mom exclaimed while her hands were still covering her eyes.

Jongin nodded "I--I will come check it for you."

And Kyungsoo literally felt like his face was gonna burst as it was very red. His hand moved over to his left side of the chest where he could feel the loud fast beatings of his heart.  What was happening?!