Drifting

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Rolling my eyes, I said, "Well then by all means, start talking."

Staring at me intensely, he spoke, "You can't honestly tell me that I'm being rediculous. I caught you in another man's bed, and whenever I try to question you on how you wound up in it, you don't answer me. I can only assume--"

"Oh for goodness sake, Ken! How low of a person do you think I am?!"

Squaring his jaw, he said, "If you have nothing to hide, then tell me the truth."

What do I have to lose anymore? He already thinks I'm a loser.

Massaging my temple, I exclaimed, "I was trying to see you!"

"What?"

"I was so worried about you. You wouldn't talk to me. I decided to drive to your place to check on you, and like a dumbass I forgot to check if I needed gas first. I wound up stranded in the middle of the street. I had to call N to come and save me. He drove me to his place. He insisted I sleep in his bed. He slept on the couch downstairs. That's it. You can even ask N."

Ken just stared at me for a few seconds. There was a small frown on his face.

Quietly, and with the faintest trace of hurt in his voice, he asked, "Why didn't you call me? I would have been more than happy to come and save you."

I looked at him as if he had just grown a second head. I huffed and, after marching to where he stood, I punched him on the arm. Hard.

"I did! You were the first person I called! You sent me to voicemail!" I screeched indignantly.

Since I was standing close to him, I was able to see in great detail the pink that quickly erupted onto his face.

"O-oh. Sorry," he apologized sheepishly.

Rolling my eyes, I said, "It's okay. But let the records show that all of this could have been prevented if you hadn't been ignoring me."

He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

Hesitantly, I asked, "Ken?"

"What?"

I was dying to ask him something, but I was terrified of what his answer would be.

"Do... do I annoy you? Or am I boring to be around?" I asked nervously.

To my horror, he didn't say anything. He just stared at me with wide eyes.

So it's true. I am unpleasant to be around.

I felt the sharp stink of tears in the back of my eyes. Immediately, I brought my gaze down to my feet. Mumbling, I said, "I-I'm sorry. I don't mean to be. I never wanted to--"

Suddenly, I was interrupted by Ken. "No! Look at me." Reaching for my cheek, he tilted my head up so that I was staring into his eyes. His chocolate eyes were ablaze, but it wasn't from anger.

It was passion. And lots of it.

There was so much passion in his eyes as he stared at me that my breath hitched.

Wiping away a tear that had fallen down my cheek, he said, "You're not annoying. Or boring. You're smart and funny, and incredibly interesting. You are the most interesting person I've ever met. I lo--I really enjoy spending time with you."

On the inside, my heart was dancing with joy.

"So you haven't been avoiding me on purpose?"

After a pause so brief I thought I might have imagined it, he replied, "No. Of course not. I've just been busy writing a song," he explained.

Blushing slightly, I said, "Oh. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have overreacted."

Rubbing the side of my cheek, he replied, "You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm sorry I wasn't here for you."

Never before have I wanted to kiss someone so badly.

I blame Ken.

The way he was looking at me was doing something to my body.

I found myself leaning in without my knowledge. Just in time, I caught myself and managed to turn it into a hug.

But as I stood, held tightly against Ken's body, my head nestled in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent...

I couldn't exactly complain.

"It's okay," I sighed against his chest.

Unfortunatly, Ken pulled away, ending the moment far too soon.

"I know how to make it up to you," he said, his voice slightly husky.

It was just enough to distract me.

Dazed, I asked, "Huh?"

"Why don't you come with me to Hongbin's birthday party?" He asked with hope in his eyes.

He looked so adorable.

I just had to mess with him.

"Oh... I'm already going with N," I lied.

Ken's face fell. Quickly, he tried to cover it up with a smile. "Oh, right. That's okay. I was just--"

"Aww," I squealed. Ken was just too adorable. I decided to put him out of his misery quickly.

"I'm just kidding. I'm not going with N."

"Yah!" Ken scowled.

Grinning, I said, "I would love to go with you."

I didn't even realize that I had used the L word until after it had slipped out of my mouth. Luckily, Ken didn't seem weirded out by it, judging from the smile on his face.

Smiling back at him, I leaned against the kitchen sink.

Suddenly, I was reminded of the fork I was going to have to dig out of it.

Spinning around, I once again peered into the garbage disposal, hoping to find that the fork had crawled out of it on its own during my conversation with  Ken.

It hadn't.

Turning to Ken, who was looking awfully confused, I lightheartedly said, "Thanks to you, I might just lose an arm today."

"What?"

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I am so sorry that the Hongbin chapter is STILL not ready. I didn't realize how much I needed to write in order for it to make sense. It's taking a lot more planning out than I thought it would.

Please just be patient for a little longer, lovelies. I promise it will be out soon.

Although I didn't get to the Hongbin chapter, I did promise you guys two chapters on Sunday... so here you go ٩(♡ε♡ )۶

Current time: 11 at night.
I did it, guys :)
(Just barely lol)

Goodnight doodes ;)