Maybe Not [Completed]

Chapter Thirteen

Playing His Role

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"Yah, why are you ignoring me?" Jonghyun mumbled, louder enough for only Kibum to hear while the latter ignored him still, copying notes while their teacher was writing on the board.

Jonghyun clicked his tongue in irritation and childishly tore a piece of paper from his notes, writing something quickly before passing it to Kibum's table when no one was looking around, well, except for a certain blond sitting at the back three chairs away from Kibum.

That's not a proper way to start a relationship, y'know.

Kibum glared at Jonghyun heatedly, but also well aware of the small blush that has coated his cheeks, crumpling the paper in his hand.

Another paper went to his desk and this time, Kibum was determined to tell Jonghyun to end this nonsense but he was left speechless by what he read.

I really like you.

He felt his heart stop before it took a quite faster beat, blood rushing to his cheeks. He tried to fight off the butterflies swarming on his stomach and bit his lip. That lone sentence gave him the sense of being accepted and it probably left a big impact on himself. He really wanted to become close to the brunette, yet a sense of uneasiness fell on him. 'Taemin...'

It's complicated, sorry.

Slamming his notes shut just when the break time bell rung, Kibum stood up to get to Taemin's side.

"Come, on Minnie."

"Nope," Jonghyun held his hands, blocking their pathway, Taemin blinking at his sudden entrance. "I'm sorry Taemin but I need to borrow Kibummie for a while, okay?" He didn't give any time for Taemin to respond before he dragged Kibum away from the confused younger blond, Kibum's litany of profanities falling on deaf ears.

"Yah! Where are we going?"
Jonghyun didn't respond to that. Instead, he pulled Kibum out of the room, bystanders looking at them weirdly since Kibum kept on struggling to Jonghyun's hold.

He dragged Kibum to a nearby empty classroom and gently pushed him to a chair vacated by students minutes ago.

"Why don't you like me liking you?" Jonghyun asked, propping his elbows on the table as he stared at Kibum's poker-faced expression, the blond internally gaping at the bold confession.

"I.. I don't know what you're capable of." Kibum said, mind racing of the possible lies he could come up with to stop this ridiculousness. He needed it to stop because...

Taemin...

"Huh?" Jonghyun's face resembled that of confusion, furrowed brows and all.

Kibum sighed and mentally prayed that his eyes didn't show how much he wanted to return the other's feelings, crossing his arms against his chest, face void of any emotions.

"You've done things that have traumatized me when I'm only a child. Do you really think I would ever like you?" Kibum's voice was cold. Its as if he didn't know what he's talking about anymore and just stood up to exit the room, leaving Jonghyun shell-shocked.

When the brunette finally processed those words, he let out a humourless chuckle, eyes blurry before a tear escaped. Mind hazy as he acknowledge the painful thud on his chest.

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Kibum exited the room with a gasp, pushing himself to stop the sob that is threatening to break free in the back of his throat.