The Fake Boyfriend (Monsta X)

Everything Is Complicated

I didn't have class until 10 the next morning. I stayed in bed as long as I could, avoiding anyone who might be waiting for me. I even ignored calls and texts. I couldn't face any of them yet. Minhyuk's words ran through my mind.

It wasn't supposed to be like that.

What did that mean? I'd agonized about the kiss until two in the morning. Why did he do it? What did he mean? What the hell got into him last night?

I was going to need coffee to get through this day.

Grudgingly, I pulled myself out of bed and changed into something appropriate for class. Jeans and a hoodie since the weather was starting to turn a little cooler. Once dressed, I tossed my hair into a messy bun, swiped on mascara and lip gloss, and deemed myself worthy of facing the day.

But still not worthy of facing Changkyun, who waited outside my door when I opened it to leave. I gasped, startled to find him there. He pushed off the wall as I stepped into the hall.

"Hi," I greeted him.

"Did he really kiss you last night?"

My eyes widened. "He told you?"

He nodded, grimacing, and ran a hand through his hair.

"Did he tell you why he did it?" I asked.

"He said he was confused and the kiss confused him more. He's lucky my fist didn't kiss him when he told me."

"Changkyun."

I put a hand on his arm and we both stopped walking. He glanced down at my hand and then into my eyes.

"I think I'm jealous," he admitted. "I just don't know why. I didn't think I really liked you."

"I would be insulted if I didn't know we are in a fake relationship." I shook my head. "It's okay to have true feelings."

"We can't have feelings for each other. That makes things worse."

"Not worse; complicated. You can like me even if you love someone else. That happens."

He frowned. "I wish it didn't."

"You don't really mean that."

"I might." He shook his head, brow furrowed.

"So what will make you feel better? Do you want to kiss me now?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

I don't know why I didn't expect his answer. He just said he was jealous. Of course he would want what Minhyuk took from him.

He reached for me and I took a step back. My back hit the wall. I swallowed hard as he closed the small distance between us, his hand coming up and around to cup the back of my neck. His fingers tangled in my hair. I tilted my head up as his mouth descended toward mine.

At the last possible moment, I turned my head. He kissed my cheek then pulled back, his face full of confusion.

"Not here," I said. Not here, not now. I wasn't ready to kiss him. Minhyuk wasn't the only one confused by last night's kiss. I shouldn't kiss another boy while I figured out what was happening with the first.

The confusion melted from Changkyun's face. He nodded and kissed my forehead before stepping back. I sheepishly smiled as he took my hand in his, entwining our fingers.

"Can I walk you to class?" he offered.

"I think that's a requirement of being a boyfriend," I teased and giggled. "But I need coffee first."