Of Fake Smiles and Broken Hearts

fifteen

The first thing that came to Kyungsoo's mind was that the place looks great. Enchanted, even. The second thing made him feel as if stars were bursting in his stomach, leaving him feel odd but giddy inside. Baekhyun sends a knowing smile and nudges his sides playfully, nodding at the lights above them. The place that Jongin said is not that fancy—but it's romantic. Only a few people eat inside, laughters were heard as soon as they enter the building. There wasn't any particular smell inside, only that Kyungsoo could describe it as something that could smell like a Sunday morning with syrup dripping down a huge stack of flapjacks and warm smiles from your significant other—something that he always thought as absurd because a perfect scene only exist in movies and fictional stories.

But somehow, it already happened to him.

A blush creeps to his cheeks and he looks down, trying to make himself somehow invisible. But it only made him stood out from the crowd with his sexy undercut and fiery red hair that was styled up. His new hair color made his skin look even paler. Kyungsoo's kohl-rimmed eyes didn't do anything to lessen the attention he was getting. A group of girls whisper and giggle at each other as he passes by with Baekhyun behind him, not so subtly stifling his laughter. Everyone else around them knows that Kyungsoo's sporting his new hair style except him. The said male puts his hands on top of his thighs when they sat down, trying to cover up his milky skin from the black ripped jeans that Baekhyun forced him to wear earlier.

"You look hot, Kyung." Baekhyun says when he leans forward to get the menu. Kyungsoo looks at him with wide eyes, clearly still not used to his friend's compliments even though he's been showering him with them the moment he was done.

"Stop it, Baekhyun." He replies.

The brunette laughs and licks his bottom lip to moisten them. His eyes were focused on the menu as he speaks even though he won't be staying long, just long enough to see Jongin stare at Kyungsoo with drool on the sides of his mouth and then he'll be gone, leaving the two alone. "I'm serious. You're really hot. I mean, you always look good even before. You're just too oblivious to your own looks."

"I don't really think ripped jeans and kohl-rimmed eyes are appropriate for this dinner." Kyungsoo says.

"Yeah, but you look hot." Baekhyun says blatantly. "Jongin would really drool on you. I'd like to see that in person."

Kyungsoo squirms in his seat uncomfortably, trying to avoid Baekhyun's lingering stares. It was seriously freaking him out. He tries to ignore it and decided to talk about other things instead. At some point of the evening, he snaps and glares at his friend. "Why are you staring at me like that? Stop it. You look like you're a serial killer!"

Baekhyun smiles shyly. "Oh, sorry. You just look so good. Maybe I'll tell Chanyeol to dye his hair blonde. What do you think?"