GTFO

Chap 46: Movie (3)

Mr. Cha's POV

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

I pushed myself off the couch and stood beside it, taken aback by the boy's boldness as I glared at him.

".. Do you hate me?"

"N-no."
I found my face softening when I saw his hurt expression and regretted snapping at him. He looked as if he was about to cry as his face turned red and he bit down on his lips. He got up from his position and sat back upright on the couch and I sat down beside him.

"Sorry, it just surprised me."

"You hated it, didn't you?"

"No, I.."
He was looking up at me with expectancy and I found my heart melting.
"Kiss me, again."

"I don't want to anymore."

"..What? Why?!"

"You're a terrible kisser."

"That's not fair, give me another chance."

"Why?"

"I.. ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏᶦˢˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ.." I whispered, embarrassed to say it out loud.
His lips formed a soft smile as he leaned his head onto my shoulder.

"Go ahead."
He shifted to face me and closed his eyes as he waited. I cupped his face with shaky hands as I lifted his head up, earning a giggle from him. I turned my body towards him and scooted forward to move closer.

The regular rhythmtic beating of my heart suddenly felt irregular and strangely quicker as I closed my eyes and brought my lips towards his.

Once his lips reunited with mine, I let my body slump down and found myself being drawn to how his lips felt and tasted. I felt him smile as I kissed him, before he kissed back. He rested his hands on my shoulders and pulled my body towards his as he leaned backwards until he was lying flat on the couch. I opened my eyes to catch a glimpse of his expression and smiled when I saw the evident innocent blush on his face.

With my hands beside his shoulders, I was hovering close over his small frame. The position-change made me hungry for more, but decided to pull away as his kissing slowed down.

I opened my eyes and saw the boy covering his smile with the back of his hand resting on his lips.

"I guess you're not that bad at kissing."

I got off the boy and sat on the edge of the couch, feeling accomplished for receiving some form of 'compliment' from Renjun. I was starting to enjoy the way that boy was able to make me feel a whole range of emotions with his words.
"Right. When do you want to go for that 'date'?"

"Can we go now?"

"Alright. I'll go change, but I don't know what you'll wear 'cause there's no way any of my clothes will fit you."
I stood up from beside him and waited for him to come up with a solution for his problem.

"It's okay, I don't mind as long as they're comfortable."

"They are, but will they suit your style?"
I motioned for him to follow me upstairs to pick out his outfit after he got up.

He followed beside me and I rested my hand on his head.
"You're short."

"Shut up."
He pushed my arm away and I chuckled at his annoyed expression while he rolled his eyes.
"You're just tall."

I opened up the cupboard for him before sitting down on the bed.
"Pick out whatever."

He picked out a large red long-sleeved flannel and observed it infront of him.

"That'll be too big for you."

"Yeah, this is for you."
He tossed it to me and went on to pick out a pair of black jeans before throwing them at me.

"You're picking out my outfit?"

"Yeah, I can't have you looking like my dad beside me with your tall height or whatever."

"You're still salty about that?"

"Of course. I'm borrowing this."
He held onto a grey hoodie and observed it before looking satisfied.

"Okay, then, I'll go change in the toilet. You can just change here."
I grabbed the clothes he had picked out for me and went to change.

I checked my outfit out in the mirror and felt glad that they matched pretty well. As I opened the door, I hoped he had finished changing and saw him lying on the bed as he waited for me. My hoodie looked good on him although it was still a lot bigger for him.

"Let's go?"
He hopped up from the bed and made his way downstairs after I nodded my head.

"How do we get there?"
He interlocked his fingers with mine once we stepped out and held on tightly. The unknown surroundings must have overwhelmed him as he looked around, trying to take in whatever was around him.

I gave his hand a light squeeze before pulling out my phone with my free-hand.
"I'll call an uber."

He nodded his head and waited quietly until the uber arrived.

Throughout the ride, he was still silent as he stared out the window.

His behavior remained the same even when we had reached and were walking into the theatre. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him sideways, closer to me, so that he'd stop feeling so down.

"It's okay, I'm.. still here."

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