A Gift From a Far Away World (A Seven Knights Fan Fiction)

Round 6: Confrontation 1

In the morning, Kris tried not to run into Rudy.

Well, he tried. See the operative word? It didn't work at all because apparently Rudy had been waiting for Kris to emerge out of his room and actually camped overnight in front of his door.

Kris face-palmed with a resigned sigh as Rudy smiled at him sheepishly from the fortress he had built with blankets, sheets and pillows all around him on the floor. "Good morning, Kris." He greeted sunnily.

Kris entertained an idea to go back inside his room and take an impromptu vacation from college just to avoid Rudy before promptly dismissing it entirely. It wouldn't make the problem go away and Rudy wasn't the type of person who would give up on pestering Kris until he got what he wanted, no matter what Kris did. Worse, Rudy would just keep knocking on his door if he went back inside, so... trying not to recall yesterday embarrassing event, Kris spoke. "What do you want, Rudy?" He was acting curtly on purpose, at least to deter him, but Rudy didn't seem to mind it in the slightest.

"I want to talk... and apologize to you about yesterday." Rudy slowly stood up, maintaining his friendly smile, so he was on eye level with Kris and didn't have to look upward to see Kris' face. "I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry," he continued softly.

Kris' left eye twitched slightly in reaction, trying to stifle the blush that was about to arise on his cheeks witnessing such gorgeous smile on Rudy's expression (although, it was mostly failed). Here he was trying to forget the incident, but Rudy, as thick as always, had to remind him about it. "It's fine. I'm not angry." Kris looked away from Rudy, not wanting the brunet to see his (most likely) pink face any longer.

"But you're avoiding me," Rudy's expression turned slightly sad, his sweet amber eyes widening and moist, like a thrown out puppy and Kris couldn't stand seeing that look without his heart starting to race (and melt), so he turned his body away completely from him.

"Stop that." Kris clenched the material on his thrumming chest, trying to calm his own erratic heartbeat without facing Rudy. "I'm not avoiding you. I just need time to sort out my feel—I mean, my thought." Great. He almost said feelings. Could he be more awkward? "I promise I'm not angry, so... give it a rest and forget about it, Rudy."

Rudy was quiet for a minute before suddenly his hand was on Kris' left shoulder, and Kris was very surprised when it was pulled back, so he had no choice but to look at Rudy in the eye once again. Rudy's other hand promptly cupped his right cheek and Rudy's face was too freaking close to his again that Kris couldn't help but be reminded about yesterday event once more.

Rudy's lips... Rudy's tongue... on Kris's lower lip...

Kris' face heated instantly, but Rudy seemed to ignore that interesting reaction in order to set a serious expression as he stared directly at Kris' widely open eyes. "That's not good. Face me properly when you speak to me, Kris. Or else I won't be able to read you," he said somberly, his tender eyes gazing at his eyes and then at his lips.

Holy lord!—Kris panicked and shoved Rudy's face away from him immediately this time.

"Your face is too freaking close, you idiot!" Kris raised his voice, his entire face and neck feeling like they were burning. It was so embarrassing, damn it. Rudy didn't learn anything from yesterday event at all, and he said he was thoroughly scolded by Jave? He had to be joking!

"Ahaha, sorry about that," Rudy spoke, muffled by Kris' palm. Kris could actually feel his lips moving and currently it felt like his hand that went on fire because technically, Rudy was kissing his palm like this.

Kris pulled his hand away from Rudy's face (and mouth) and once again averted his gaze from Rudy despite not being able to turn his body around again, because Rudy's right hand was still on his shoulder and his left was still cupped on Kris' cheek. "Let go," Kris requested, trying to pull away from Rudy's wicked obliviousness.