Skating Rink - 9:05 PM

After skating for almost an hour Kris was starting to get the hang of things. He was able to skate on his own without anybody helping him, but at a pace that even a snail couldn’t imitate.

Chanyeol was skating right beside him, well, actually, more like skating around him. Giggling at Kris’ form of “skating”, he was actually having a good time with the blonde.

“You look constipated.” Chanyeol remarked while trying to stifle his laughter.

“Thanks.” Kris replied, rolling his eyes.

“Maybe we should get something to eat? You know, to make this night fun for the BOTH of us…” Kris said. 

Ever since the kiss earlier in the evening things got lighter and less awkward. You would think they would have called it a night and just groaned onto their respective pillow cases after such an embarrassing incident like that. But it actually lightened up the mood and the both were beginning to get to know each other.

They were currently sitting in a booth at an Ice Cream parlor. Kris was currently watching Chanyeol’s facial expressions while the other was reading the menu. He didn’t like the look of this at all. Luhan wasn’t a hyper person, okay maybe he was, but Chanyeol was a new kind of hyper to Kris and he couldn’t help but feel that if sugar mixed with the system of this kid than all hell would break loose. He sighed, He never learns…

“Do you want anything?” Kris asked, knowing the boy was just waiting to say yes.

“Ugh sure, Ice cream looks good.” Chanyeol replied suddenly acting all cool and sly.

Kris just smiled. “This boy was just too cute.” He thought.

20 Minutes past and they were still there talking about anything at this point. Just getting to know more about each other.

Chanyeol found out that Kris was born in Guangzhou, China but moved to Canada at a tender age of 2. That he was friends with Luhan since they both trained to become Korean professors in Hong Kong. That the other was still in the closet and only two (three including himself) other people knew about his uality. The other two being Luhan and Suho, the History teacher, whose gay as well since Kris caught him having in the faculty closet with his partner.

“Enough about me, how about you? What do you do for a living?” Kris asked.

“I’m a photographer for Shinwa magazine.” Chanyeol answered.

“Oh cool! I know that magazine! It’s a sports magazine right?”

“Yup, I take pictures of the players, soccer mostly, while they’re on the field or backstage after the matches.”

Kris was in awe, he had never met anyone like Chanyeol before.

“Are you open about your uality to others?” Kris asked carefully.

“Hmm… The only people who really know I’m gay are my parents, you, Luhan, and some of my close friends. I’m not open at my job because, you know how sports are? The term ‘gay’ doesn’t exist there. But other than that I’m pretty open to my family and friends." Chanyeol answered.

“Are your parents okay with you being gay?” Kris knew his parents would never approve if they found out he was gay. He mentally sighed and waited for Chanyeol’s answer.

“We don’t really speak anymore… They don’t really approve of ‘me’ being the 'real' me.” Chanyeol replied.

Kris felt bad for Chanyeol. He knew that being gay was a huge taboo here in Korea… But even then, how could you turn your back on someone as sweet and kind as Chanyeol?

Noticing the other boy’s sudden gloomy expression Kris decided that it was time to go out for a breather.

“Let’s go for a walk.” Kris suggested.

Chanyeol nodded, he could use a walk. Things were getting a bit heavy and he really wanted to brighten up his mood for Kris. He thought the other boy was being a complete gentleman these past few hours and he was really enjoying his company.

As they walked, not a single word was said for the first 10 minutes. They weren’t awkward or speechless. They were just walking side by side, enjoying one another’s presence in a comfortable silence.

Chanyeol spotted a couple holding hands and sighed.

He had to admit, he was kind of jealous of the couples who could hold hands in public without having to feel full of anxiety or ashamed. But his cards were dealt and there was no way to change them without being ridiculed for the rest of his life.

Kris, upon noticing Chanyeol’s sad smile, looked at the direction Chanyeol was facing and saw the couple holding hands and intertwining their fingers together.

So he quickly took hold of Chanyeol’s hand and intertwined their fingers together, locking it so Chanyeol had no other choice but to oblige. Kris gently soothed Chanyeol’s shocked expression by rubbing his thumb back and forth against Chanyeol’s hand. “Don’t worry, I’m here.” Kris comforted.

“Don’t worry, I’m here.” Chanyeol was smiling to himself. He had just said the same thing not too long ago, but coming from Kris, it felt so much better.

Kris and Chanyeol were chatting aimlessly about Girls’ Generation.

“I’m telling you, Hyoyeon needs more lines! She’s like the best one!” Chanyeol exclaimed.

“No way! Tiffany is way better, she’s like a goddess! No one comes close to her.” Kris retorted.

They were arguing and laughing at the same time, until, Chanyeol suddenly froze. His feet glued to the ground, with a sudden stop. The color in his face drained, his eyed grew the size of boulders. The boy was in sudden distress and Kris frowned with confusion.

“Chanyeol what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Kris asked with concerned expression.

“I…. ugh… Kris we need to leave.” Chanyeol replied with watery eyes.

“Why Chanyeol, please answer me. What’s wrong?” Kris pleaded.

But it was too late, Chanyeol locked eyes with a certain person, who also noticed Chanyol's presence and began to panic.

"Please Chanyeol, what's the matter?" Kris pleaded once more, this time intertwining both of his hands with Chanyeol's.

Chanyeol’s POV

I didn’t know why I'm running, why am I the one running away? I did nothing wrong. If anyone should be running, it should be him! Then… why am I running?

No One’s POV

Chanyeol stopped and dropped to the ground, and began to cry softly. He put his knees together and held his head down with his arms crossed. “I’m such a pathetic loser for crying…” He said to himself.

“No you’re not.”

Chanyeol looked up and saw Kris kneeling in front of him with a loving smile. He quickly put his head down once more. He was embarrassed that Kris saw him in this kind of state.

“I’m really sorry Kris. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Hey…” Kris replied while placing his fingers on the bottom of Chanyeol’s chin so he could look at those beautiful brown eyes.

“Don’t be.” Kris was now rubbing his hand against the other male’s cheek while wiping away the tears that were still falling.

Kris took his time. He didn’t want to rush Chanyeol by asking personal questions right away. Especially since the other boy was beginning to calm down.  

“You want to go home?” Kris asked

Chanyeol fell asleep in the taxi. Unable to ask where the sleeping boy’s home is; Kris decided to bring him over to his place for the night.

Chanyeol fell asleep on Kris’ shoulder. Kris was watching Chanyeol carefully. The boy looked so tired yet peaceful at the same time. Kris couldn’t help but admire the younger boy’s facial features, especially his lips. The way they were a bit puffy from Chanyeol biting on it earlier but still luscious enough that he couldn’t help but want to kiss them. Kris, unconsciously, brushed the bangs that were covering the sleeping boy’s forehead before he leaned closer. He pecked the boy in the cheek before moving closer and closer until his lips were an inch away from Chanyeol’s.

“Just one kiss …” Kris thought.

Kris slowly pressed his lips firmly but softly against Chanyeol’s. Kris was nervous; his hands were clamming up as he deepened the kiss. His eyes began to close as he began falling into the kiss longer than he should have.

Kris was enjoying the kiss, a little too much actually.

When Kris finally parted with the sleeping boy, he was panting excessively. He didn’t think the kiss would last that long. But only he was to blame for that. The other man wasn’t even awake, or that’s what Kris presumed.

When Kris opened his eyes he saw two brown orbs staring right back at him. Chanyeol was staring at Kris.

“Oh … was he awake this whole time?” Kris thought, his eyes becoming hazy.

Both were staring endlessly into each others’ eyes with shock.

“…”

“…”

“This is your destination!” the taxi driver exclaimed.

And with that information Kris threw some money at the taxi driver and bolted out of the vechicle without missing a heartbeat.  

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[A/N] AGH! I'm so sorry! This was only supposed to be a two chapter thing but I'm going to have to add a 3rd chapter to this mini-series. :P I didn't want to rush things so the will be in the next chapter. Then after the will be the Sehun chapter I PROMISE! :3

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