Your eyes started to sting as tears welled up behind them, everything became blurry as they formed out of your ducts and rolled down your cheeks. You wiped them away sneakily so that nobody would see and was just about to turn around when somebody grabbed your wrist. "Are you crying?" Kris asked and bent down so he could get a better view of you face. "Why?"
You sniffled as the tears fell down faster and in bigger numbers. You started to breath hysterically and your words slipped out in gasps. "K-KyungS-oo won't t-talk to m-me." You rubbed at your eyes as Kris frowned. "O-ppa, have I d-done something wr-ong?"
*I am so sorry, _________* Kris thought and looked down. *I wish I could tell you, but I can't*. Kris gripped your arm tighter and he pulled you towards him and wrapped his long arms lovingly around your petite quivering body. "Nothing's wrong, sweetie, everything will be fine," Kris reassured you even though he wasn't too sure it was the truth.
"Mianhe oppa," you sniffled into his t-shirt. You pulled away from him and wiped your eyes, forcing on a grin. "Come on Soph, let's make the brownies."
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You pulled back your duvet and slipped into it and lay on your side of the bed and ran your hand enviously over the other side of the mattress where KyungSoo lay every night. *I'm jealous of a friggin mattress!* you hissed at yourself mentally.You wished KyungSoo would lye on you like he used to and place sweet kisses over your skin, but this was the closest you had been to him for days, and you were just happy that he was still sleeping in the same bed as you.
You sighed unhappily and grabbed his pillow and hugged it tightly, inhaling his sweet husky scent deep into your lungs. You heard the floorboards on the landing creek and you threw the pillow down in a panic and rolled over to face away from the door, closing your eyes and pretending to be asleep.
You listened as KyungSoo scurried around the bedroom getting out of his clothes and putting his pyjama bottoms on, keeping his strong chest bare. The bed dipped as he got into bed and you squeezed your eyes tight. *Why now, he could have chose anytime of the year to act like this* you thought. *And he decided to do it the day before my birthday*.
"________." You froze at the sound of KyungSoo calling your name. The mattress squeaked as he rolled over to face your back. "I know you're awake," he whispered into your ear, his hot breath tickling your neck. You didn't say anything, you remained still with your eyes closed, trying to resist the urge to grab him and kiss him like you've never kissed him before. "I can tell by the way you breathe." When you didn't say anything again he sighed heavily and rolled over so you were back to back and whispered, "Ignore me then."
You blood bubbled and started to burn through your system like lava, your eyes shot open and you sat up and scowled down devilishly at him. "Ignore you?!" You spat. "Excuse me Mr. Hypocrite but who is the person in this bed that had been a grumpy twat, cause it certainly isn't me!"
"You don't need to yell at me," he whined and winced at the venom in your tone.
"You've been avoiding me for days, this is this most we've spoken all week," you yelled and started to cry. "It's my birthday tomorrow, KyungSoo!" His eyes widened and if it wasn't for the anger thundering through your system your heart would have shattered again. "Aish, you really are unbelievable!" You tore the quilt away from you and pulled the fleecy throw rug off the bottom of the bed and stormed towards the door.
"Where are you going?" He asked and sat up staring at you as you yanked the door open.
"I'm sleeping in the game room." you yelled sharply. "Away from you!"
You slammed the door so loud the entire street could have heard it. You stomped down the hallway and into the games room, sliding the dead bolt across you threw yourself into the sofa and covered yourself with the blanket and slowly cried yourself to sleep.