"So, Chanho, tell me, what do you do for a living?" Kris initiated the conversation, his chin resting on his hand over the table.    Chanyeol shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing, really. Eating, sleeping, breathing..." he drawled.   "Wow. That's so... tiring," Kris commented.   "Of course, and I'm so gooood at it." he drawled, emphasizing the word 'good' while rolling his eyes. "Everything I do is tiring. Even just by seeing your face becomes too tiring for me." he sarcastically added. Instead of getting insulted as what he expected, he heard Kris chuckle. A chuckle that sounded too beautiful in his ears.   "You're so full of humour, Chanho-ssi. I love talking to you."   He rolled his eyes. "Well, I don't."   The corner of Kris's lips twitched into a smile. "Are you possessed by a spirit or something? You kept on rolling your eyes," Kris joked. Chanyeol gave him a deadly glare and he just smiled. "And oh, you don't need to. Soon, without your notice, you'd just know that you've already fallen for me." Kris confidently said which made him fake a cough.   "Excuse me?" he exaggeratedly asked with his eyes wide opened. "Is that a false premonition or what? Really, Mr. Wu, I think you drank too much coffee. Have you had any sleep yet? I think you're in a delisional state right now." He said, lifting the glass up to have a drink.   Kris chuckled.    "Nah, actually I think you already have crush on me as of this moment." Kris teased which made him choke over his drink. He literally hit his chest hard so as to make his breathing back to normal. Kris worriedly went beside him and rubbed his back but he violently shoved him away, giving him the deadliest glare he could ever give. Kris innocently smiled, raising both of his hands and went back to his seat. Once finally calm, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again and looked at the other guy who had a little grin plastered on his face. "That is not a good joke," he said in a calm yet annoyed tone. "I'm not some teenager who easily gets a crush on someone."   "So that means you have no crush on me?"   He nodded his head, a hundred percent sure (or maybe not) of his answer.   "Oh. Then maybe you're already in love with me." Kris concluded, nodding his head in a very sure way.   Chanyeol's grip on the cutleries tightened as he realized one thing: once Kris opens his mouth, he knew that he had nothing good to say.    "Please, come back to your senses now. I know you're not this dumb. Or was I misinformed?" Chanyeol asked while rolling his eyes. He took the knife and acted as if he was about to pierce them on Kris's chest once he still say something ridiculous. Kris laughed a hearty laugh, even clutching on his tummy because of too much laughing. Chanyeol was mesmerized at how manly and handsome he looked in his eyes despite of the great amount of annoyance he had towards him.   Kris wiped the corner of his eyes with his fingers.   "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to laugh too much..." he apologized, suppressing a new round of laughter again. "I was just trying to get close to you since you know, we'll get married soon. Might as well be comfortable with each other, right?"   "What you are doing won't lead us to anywhere comfortable. It just makes me hate you, you know?" he remarked. Kris grew silent, like he was thinking. Chanyeol was baffled at the older's sudden silence.    "Kris?"   Kris gently smiled. "I'm sorry..." He stood up, grabbed Chanyeol by the hand, and forced him to stand up. Seconds after, Chanyeol found himself being wrapped around Kris's warm body. What Kris did was unexpected so he was left speechless and motionless.   "Y-yah, w-what's the meaning of this?" he tried to push him, but Kris was too strong. Was his body made of rock or what?   "I know you see me as a jer