"Omaigadd you can't even dribble?!"

Kris must be really bored with his life. He's actually enthusiastically teaching me how to play basketball.

Or maybe he planned to make me look like a fool with this ball in my hand.

"Yah! You should be thanking me for being such an amazing teacher! Who would actually teach you this?"

He was actually right. Eventhough it was easy for you to study and memorize all those medical terms, but when it comes to sports, even your strict, determined dad himself gave up on you.

You glared at Kris, but didn't dare to say anything as he was your so-called 'teacher' for the night.

"Okay, now hold it like this. Then fake a pass before you dribble it past me. I'll be defending." 

You did exactly as he said, but being the fabulous basketballer he is, he blocked you really well. 

And you couldn't help but bump into him and fall into his arms everytime...

"Are you doing this on purpose so you could hug me? Tch girls always do this in dramas. I swear if you fail this time, i'll hug you for real."

"Are you threatening me?" you can't believe he just assumed you would want his hug. As if!

Now you're really determined to pass him. Maybe a little too determined as you fall flat on the court after passing him. You immediately stood up and celebrate escaping from Kris' hug.

"YESSS KRIS I DID IT! Heheh who said I at sports? I definitely have potential."

Kris smiled at your achievement. "You did well," he said in the lowest tone possible. He was about to pat your back for doing a good job, but pat himself instead. He deserves the pat more than you do. 

I did a good job teaching a dimwit, he thought to himself.

After hours of passing, dribbling and shooting, it was time to go back to the apartment. You didn't expect the basketball session to be fun, but surprisingly you enjoyed sweating for the first time. You and Kris walked back together, the street was empty and quiet. You suddenly remembered the deal.

"AH! Kris! I can ask the Super Junior questions now!" you said excitedly.

"Oh? Right, ask away then."

"Is Eunhae real? What happened to Kibum? How is Heechul really like? Who does Siwon workout with? How is Leeteuk doing? Are the oppas going to release an album soon? How many hours does Sungmin practice? Who taught Ryeowook-"

"I have no idea to any of those," Kris interrupted.

"What.No.But I thought. Why?" you said, feeling frustrated. 

"Well, to be fair, I said you could ask me, but I never said anything about answering any of the questions."

You froze in the middle of the street. What the hell? This guy is so slick.

"Aigoo, faster noona! I need to go back and sleep." Kris held your arm firmly and walked. Kris thought you'd fight or scold him for tricking you, but you just kept quiet. To be honest, you were too happy after playing basketball, you couldn't get mad at Kris. THANK YOU ENDORPHIN HORMONES.

Kris felt slightly suspicous at your good behaviour and mood but quickly concluded that it was all thanks to his skinship to make you happy. I should do this more often, he thought.

"Kris! So much for saying i'm longing for your hug, it's you who's taking advantage of me!" you totally crushed his assumptions.

"What? When did I?" 

You pointed to his firm grip on your arm. Immediately he released his grip. "That's because you're too slow!"

"I was just joking, don't get offended for touching me, I won't infect you with my ugliness. Besides, you shouldn't hold a girl like that, that's too rough," 

"Noona, for your information I don't really see you as a girl,"

Those words were familliar to you, you heard it a million times before, but it still hurts.

"...I mean you're so heavy, giving me a hard time carrying you and-" Kris realized your confused face.

"Carrying me? Heavy? What did you do?!" you immediately covered your body with your arms dramatically.

"Well, noona how did you manage to walk to your room a week ago? You clearly fell asleep in the living room. I'm sure you remember that, don't you?"

"I did, but I don't remember walking to the room. Maybe I was sleepwalking but I don't-" 

You suddenly realized that Kris had carried you to your room the other day. You could feel your cheeks burning.

"You get it now, don't you?" Kris smirked and walked faster, leaving you far behind.

"ert! You could at least slow down and wait up for me!" 

Kris was waiting for you outside your apartment door. Eventhough he left you, he had to make sure you made it back safe. Nothing more than that.

"You're making too much noise noona. Other people live in this building too, you know?"

"Araso, araso, stop nagging and go back."

"What? I don't get a hug for everything I did today?" 

You were taken aback by his question and didn't know how to answer. Is he joking or ?

"But then again, you're too sweaty for me to hug. Aigoo, so boring for the first date to end like this."

You sighed, it was too good to be true.

"Bye Airu noona, try to stay out of trouble. See you then." Kris walked to his dorm, just a few doors away.

You closed the door, suddenly feeling a surge of joy. It was hard to admit, but you definitely had a lot of fun today. 

Wait did he say first date? This was a date? Is this what a date feels like?