A Love Story || GeminiFourth RPF

13. TOXIC

They have been staring at each other for longer than what was comfortable—well, Kevin was staring at him. Fourth was just pulling at an invisible loose thread on his pajama pants, looking everywhere but at his roommate. It was beyond uncomfortable at this point. He didn't want to address the frankly large pink elephant in the room, but he had nowhere to run either. And Kevin's gaze on him was extremely judgmental too.

Suddenly, his roommate stood up and walked outside, taking the uncomfortable air with him and Fourth breathed again—despite raggedly.

Shit.

He was really not okay with Fourth being gay, was he?

Fourth rubbed his face with his hands before deciding to sleep instead of worry about Kevin. If Kevin decides to confront about it with him, then he'll face it that way. If he would rather stay shut about it, Fourth would try to respect his wishes. Either way, he was ready to face the consequences. It was a tough decision to come to for Kevin and Fourth understood it. They were roommates after all. Even if Fourth could convince the boy that he wouldn't flirt or come onto him, will Kevin sleep comfortably?

Fourth sighed, burying his face into his pillow and groaned. He needed to think of something else. Or someone else.

Gemini.

He actually kissed Gemini. Like, the Gemini Norawit. The base guitarist and famous senior Gemini Norawit kissed him.

HIM! Of all people, him!

Were they boyfriends now?

Fourth felt the color rush to his face and he giggled. This was embarrassing but a little less than earlier when he would consistently embarrass himself in front of the love of his life. When did Gemini even fall for him? Fourth remembered what he told him before.

"If you saw you through my eyes you would fall head over heels for you"

Damn, Gemini. The man you are. What a line.

And with that in mind, Fourth started drifting into sleep with a smile. Perhaps an hour or so later, he heard Kevin come in and immediately go to sleep, without a word.

The next morning unexpectedly woke Fourth to an empty neighboring bed. Was Kevin really trying not to talk with him? He didn't even ask Fourth about anything. He just kept his mouth shut the entire time.

To say Fourth was concerned and worried would be an understatement.

***

"So, spill" Fourth said, the moment he sat down in class next to Win and Jan who were arguing loudly, "You and Satang, what's going on?"

Win sighed and placed his head on his hands sprawled on the table as Jan started laughing—or rather howling—like a hyena.

"You need to listen to this, Fot" Jan said, wiping the tears that were seeping from her eyes and patting Win's back, "This story is better than anything Shakespeare had ever written"

"It's not funny" Win muttered to his arms, as Fourth pushed away his books to turn his complete attention to him.

"You tell me your story, and I'll tell you mine" Fourth said, offering a deal, "Though I assure you, my story won't be as amazing as yours"

"Listen" Win said, turning his head towards Fourth, "I think you'd better sta—"

But before Win could continue, Jan beat him to it, "So what happened was this—"

"Ai'Jan!"

"—Win was called over to that club again, remember, that one which we went to and where he sang?" Fourth nodded so Jan continued, despite Win's groaning, "And who do you think was there? Fucking TOXIC"