“I’m Junhong’s boy…friend”

I heard that one right, didn’t I? I think I have to go for a check-up at the otologist. I couldn’t have possibly heard what I’d just heard. My BOYFRIEND?! He’s just kidding, right? Nah, he didn’t just tell my friends that he was my boyfriend. Never ever.

“You’re what?”, Jongup asked puzzled.

“I’m his boyfriend”, he answered with an earnest expression.

Noooo waaaay, he didn’t just repeat it, did he? Am I hearing things?

“What?!”, Youngjae and Jongup shouted.

I looked over to my friends and saw them sitting there shocked with their mouths wide open. I looked back at Himchan, who was standing there with his pokerface and couldn’t help but to mirror my friend’s reactions. So I really wasn’t hearing things. Sure, I didn’t want them to know that he was my bodyguard and I’m very certain that he sensed my tension and changed his plans of telling them because of that, but really? Telling them that he was my boyfriend wasn’t any better than telling them that he was my bodyguard. I couldn’t even stand this guy. Ugh.

“You can’t possibly be his boyfriend; Zelo told us himself that he can’t stand you. Why should he lie to us?”, Jongup asked skeptically.

Uh-uh, that’s true. I told Jongup several times that I don’t like this guy. What should I do now?

“You know, he didn’t want anybody to know yet, because we’ve been together not too long now and I just recently moved here and you know, he wanted to let things settle down and see if everything works out between the two us,  before he told anyone about our relationship”, Himchan lied smoothly with a kind smile on his face.

“Then what about the fact that he personally told as that he doesn’t like you and that he’s grumpy since the moment you entered school this morning?”, Jongup asked suspiciously.

“He’s kind of jealous because all the boys and girls here keep hitting on and chasing after me. He can’t handle that someone wants to claim what’s his. I told him several times that he doesn’t need to worry, but he just won’t listen and that’s why he’s been grumpy all day”, he answered with a gloomy expression.

What the hell is he talking about? How could someone lie so smoothly without any shame? Even I couldn’t do that and I had to lie very often so that I wouldn’t be scolded from my dad because of my pranks.

“I’m most definitely not jealous”, I said with a pout and narrowed my eyes.

“Yeah, of course you’re not. How could we even think that what Himchan just said was right when you’re sitting there right in front of us with a pout on your face and narrowed eyes, telling us that you’re most definitely not jealous? That’s very convincing Zelo-ah, veeeery convincing”, Youngjae snapped, emphasizing the ‘most definitely’-part, “You could’ve just told us you know? It’s not like we would’ve been running around like crazy people, screaming out loud that you and Himchan are together, telling the whole world or something”, now it was his turn to pout.

“Jae, don’t be like that. You heard Himchan’s explanation. If Zelo wasn’t ready to admit it yet we have to accept it. He surely had his reasons”, Daehyun tried to calm Youngjae down.

“Ok, ok, I guess you’re right”, he sighed defeated and snuggled closer to his boyfriend.

“Now everything makes perfect sense. You told me you didn’t like him because you were jealous and you also told me that he isn’t that special or great because of the same reason, am I right? You didn’t want me to hit on your boyfriend like all the other students did, right?”, Jongup asked with a worried expression, “I’m so sorry Zelo-ah, if I had known that you two are together I wouldn’t even have dared to look at him, but there I was, telling you how likeable and handsome and whatnot he is the entire day. Can you forgive me? Pleeease forgive me!”, he was so engrossed in his rambling, he didn’t even notice that the other persons at the table were listening to his apology as well and cocked  their eyebrows at him.

“You were hitting on Zelo’s boyfriend the whole day? That’s a big no-no Jongup-ah”, Youngjae scolded and pointed a finger at him accusingly.

“But I didn’t even know…”, Jongup tried to defend himself but didn’t quite find the right words so I decided that it was time to barge in.

“No, guys, were not… I mean it’s not… erm… I’m not… ugh. It’s ok. He didn’t know because I didn’t tell you. I’m sorry I kept it a secret, I guess I should’ve told you in the first place”, I wanted to deny everything, but what should I do? I had no other choice than to play along with it.

“You know, lunchtime is nearly over and Himchan and I have cooking-class next. I’m not even hungry anymore and we’ll get to eat the self-made meals we cooked during class anyways, so… I guess we’re better get going now, see you later”, I smiled at my friends hesitantly while grabbing my stuff and Himchan’s hand and dragging him off.

The reason why only Himchan and I had cooking-class together was because we were taking part in the advanced course. Believe it or not I’m an incredibly good cook, because my parents had never been at home much and the food the maids cooked hadn’t been exactly to my taste. So I’d started to learn how to cook myself and improved my cooking skills over the years. I guessed that Himchan had to be a quite cook too, because otherwise he would’ve never made it into the advanced course.

I couldn’t help but furrow my eyebrows at the somewhat comforting feeling of his hand in mine. Why did it comfort me? Nah, I wasn’t comforted by the fact that, although I dragged him away, he was the one that held on to my hand firmly, I just wasn’t used to skin ship is all. Yap, this had to be it.

“…hong, Junhong!”

“What!?”, I snapped as I noticed the whining behind me and my heel to face the perpetrator with an utmost displeased expression evident on my face, because he’d just interrupted my thoughts.

“You were running too fast with those long legs of yours, I wasn’t able to keep up”, Himchan simply stated while I was glaring at him.

“What were you even thinking so hard about? You kept picking up pace while furrowing your brows, you very nearly seemed like a maniac running around with that lock on your face-“, he whined again like a little child, but then his gaze began to travel towards our still interlaced fingers and a smirk slowly formed on his lips, ”Won’t let go of your beautiful boyfriend’s hand? Soon everybody will know that we two are an item”, he breathed in a seductive way with his husky voice and wriggled his brows.

A cold shiver ran down my spine while heat creeped over my cheeks. I had to deter myself from blushing very hard, but succeeded in keeping my poker face. There was no chance I would have let him known that his words and his way of saying them affected me.

My voice however betrayed me.

“No! I… Whatever!”, I shouted as I slapped his hand away and stormed off to class.

I let myself drop into my seat. I was fuming with rage.

Stupid Kim Himchan. Stupider me. How could I even let him affect me? This is unacceptable. I don’t even like him, so why do I bother? Jeez.

Some girls were whispering something to each other and then turned their heads in my direction. However I didn’t want to be bothered right now and shot them a death glare. The girls looked shocked and hastily turned their heads in other directions. My cold attitude must have really scared them off, because normally I was all nice and charming towards them and was happy and smiley all the time. Unfortunately there was nothing normal that day and Himchan had been busting my mood since this morning.

“Oh, you must be Mr. Kim Himchan, please take a seat next to Zelo. Zelo-ah, would you please raise your hand?”, the teacher greeted Himchan kindly.

Well, I definitely won’t raise my hand.

“Annyeonghaseyo Seonsaengnim. Yes, that’s me. There’s no need for Junhong to raise his hand, I already know who he is”, Himchan smiled.

“Well, ok then… please take your seat”, the teacher looked unbelieving, baffled by the fact that he’d just called me by my real name.

With that said, Himchan made his way towards his seat and plopped down next to me.

“So, today we’re going to relax a little bit an cook something easy – consommé with sliced pancake stripes!”, the teacher announced excitedly.

Truthfully, consommé wasn’t quite an easy dish, I guessed that he just wanted to test how good Himchan really was.

I began to measure all the things one needs to prepare a consommé with sliced pancake stripes. After that I cut the ingredients for the soup, put them, along with water and herbs, in a pot and placed it on the stove. As I prepared the pancakes, my mind wandered off. I began to think about Himchan and that strange feeling of comfort and asked myself why he affected me so much again. I was so engrossed in though until-

“Hey Junhong! Watch what you are doing, your pancakes burn!”, one of my classmates jolted me out of my daydreams.

“Ah, you’re right… thanks…”, I said absentmindedly and threw the pancake away.

Out from the corner of my eye I saw Himchan looking over to me suspiciously.

Damn that Kim Himchan. He’s to blame for everything, if he wasn’t there I wouldn’t be so absentmindedly and nothing like this would’ve ever happened and I would be my happy self again and-

Suddenly I was being turned around and found myself in Himchan’s embrace. His hands were wrapped around me tightly and I could feel his warmth and smell his heavenly scent. My heart began to beat rapidly and increased its pace as he whispered something into my ear firmly with his husky voice, “You know, our class mate is right. You really should pay more attention to what you’re doing; you not only burned your food, you almost burned yourself just now by nearly dipping your hand into the boiling soup”

Anger was clearly evident in his voice and as his grip grew too tight and I jerked myself away from it, anger was also clearly evident in his face. I couldn’t help but blush madly.

“Zelo-ah! Good thing Himchan saved you from burning yourself, however he couldn’t save your food too. Is everything ok? You never failed cooking something”, the teacher said worriedly.

This was just too much. I couldn’t bear all this and I definitely couldn’t bear the anger and disappointment I saw as I looked squarely into Himchan’s eyes.

My eyes got wet at the sight and I quickly grabbed my things and stormed out of class before tears threatened to fall.

Hey-oh you lovely people (:
I'm really really reaaaaally sorry I didn't update imediately after my singing-workshop :S
I've got big bad circulation problems and I've also had a very low blood preasure, so I really couldn't concentrate on writing the story :/
However, now I'm (nearly) all healthy and back again and I hope you're not too upset, because you had to wait so long.
Thank you for waiting so patiently, here's a reeeally long update as a reward (:
I'm sorry if there are any huge mistakes, I just wanted to update asap and not make you wait any longer (:
I hope you enjoy the update (:

Oh and consommé with sliced pancake stipes is just clear beef broth with (well) sliced pancake stripes. You know, The term 'consommé' just sounds way more professional haha. It's a traditional austrian dish and I looove it :D

Lots of love ♥