Gay(?)mers

Chapter 10

Kim Dokja Pov:

Our next meeting had been by pure chance.

I had just finished a shift at one of my many part-time jobs when I walked straight into him. Literally. After receiving a facefull of surprisingly soft man-titty, I'd stumbled back, already mumbling apologies before I looked up, finally recognising the man in front of me.

"Ah..! Yoo Joonghyuk- sorry about that," I chuckle, now rubbing at the bags under my eyes, "I uuh... wasn't quite looking where I was going."

He didn't reply immediately, and I noticed a slight look of concern now glittering in his eyes. His voice was deep when he spoke. "What were you doing out here?"

I blink. Ah. He must think I'm a stalker or something- "I live nearby, and I was just on my way home from work, really.." I awkwardly gesture to the crumpled wreck of my uniform, "didn't think I'd run into you here."

"So your off now?"

"Yeah...?"

He hesitates, now restlessly running a hand through his hair. "Do you... wanna go grab another coffee?"

It takes a moment for the words to process through my sleep-deprived mind. He's.. asking me out? Even though I look like shit right now?

I wince, but quickly speak up after realising that he might take it the wrong way- he is a bit of a sunfish, after all.  "Sure. I'd love to."

His face brightens the moment I agree. Like a huge, muscular puppy.

. . . .

Our orders are the same as they were last time; a simple black coffee and a caramel mocha, with the only difference being that I also ordered a slice of chocolate cake. He doesn't seem to mind, but does complain when I pay for the whole meal. Keeping my inner promise from earlier.

Ignoring the way he fusses over the bill, even though it was relatively cheap, I lead the way to a little two-seat table outside of the shop. We sit facing each other, despite his mumblings against the development.

I take a bite from the cake, using it as an excuse to utter a quiet moan and finally get him to shut up. He winces, a little surprised, and I press a hand against my cheek to make it squish in the way that he'd claimed to drive him crazy on stream the other day. I take a moment to relish the flavour, also letting a noticeable shiver run down my side. It's less a matter of forcing things, and more emphasising whatever does happen. I'm not a complete liar, after all.

Yoo Joonghyuk resorts to quietly sipping his drink, subtly trying to direct his gaze elsewhere. I take another bite, and swallow as quickly as I can, "you should totally try some of this, Joonghyuk-ah!"

He looks at the spoonful now being offered to him, his face turning a dull shade of pink. "I-"

"Say aah~" the cake is in his mouth before he has the chance to protest, and I feel an odd sense of relief as he complies and actually eats it. I retreat the spoon, now shovelling another bite past my lips, "See? Isn't it good?"

He nods, quietly pressing a finger against his lip when he thinks I'm not looking. Just as I finish taking a quick sip from my drink, I spy a little smile through the corner of my eye. I gasp, dropping the spoon a little dramatically. Finally, an excuse. His eyes go wide, and he turns to face me with a panicked look."You just smiled!"

"I- I'm sor-"

"You looked so handsome~!" I fanboy, letting my true thoughts leak through a little, "why don't you smile more often??"

He seemed a little taken back, confirming my theory. He really did think he looked scary, for some reason. That stream hadn't been my imagination. Who the fuck hurt you and where can I find them??

"I'm-" he blinked, in disbelief- "I'm what?"

I let my jaw drop a little, " Handsome! Duh!? Don't tell me you've been walking around all this time with the looks of a literal god, and been completely unaware of it??"

He's stunned. Completely and utterly stunned.  "I-" he can't seem to find any words, and I pinch the bridge of my nose in false annoyance, "and here I was thinking you were just dense."

"Huh?"

I stab my cake with a little more force than needed, causing him to jump a little. I was planning to keep this for later, but ah- fuck it.

"I've been flirting with you, dummy."

. . . .

Yoo Joonghyuk Pov:

'He's been.. what?"

I can barely bring myself to process the words he'd just casually handed into the conversation, as though I already should've known. He's been flirting with me? Since when?? All this time, or when we met up for the first time? The whole world seems to be spinning, the fond look in his eyes the only thing keeping me grounded in place.

The questions try to escape my mouth, but all I can do is gape like the stunned sunfish that I am; this beautiful, absolutely stunning angel is actually interested in.. me?

He finishes his cake soon after, ruffling my hair in the way that never fails to tear up the butterflies in my stomach, and presses a little kiss onto my cheek. "I'll leave you with some time to sort your thoughts, then, Joonghyuk-ah~" he smiles, now standing with the coffee in his hand. "You can text me whenever you want."

And then he's gone, leaving me with nothing but a dozen unspoken words, emotions I didn't understand and a searing fire pressed against the skin that his lips had reached.