changdoel (aff)
There is no real reason or logic to falling in love, and Jongin is about to find out for himself.
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Kyungsoo knows how to keep up appearances well, that's a common knowledge. He has a reputation of remaining stoic in even the most nerve wrecking situations. His friends always joke that it's in his face which resembles a stone, and that only his expressive eyes can give him away if he's not careful. But Kyungsoo is not slow – if anything, he is analytical. He prefers to observe and listen to others, rather than reveal too much of himself. Part of the reason is that he is uncomfortable with sharing his feelings with others .
Mostly, he just thinks that he is not interesting enough to be inquired about in so much detail.
And anyway, it's only strangers that take him for a grumpy person. People who truly matter know better. Jongin always reads him like a book, and that is because as his friend of 17 years and a half, he always knows what it is that he is looking for in Kyungsoo's face. He knows Kyungsoo so well that his eyes are merely looking for confirmation of his already formed suspicions.
Which is why Jongin has never once noticed the most obvious and intense emotions painted all over his best friend's expression – the adoration that Kyungsoo wears on his sleeve every time his eyes turn to the taller. That's right - Jongin has never noticed it because it is way beyond his imagination to be suspecting such a thing, especially from Kyungsoo's part.
Kyungsoo lets out an almost inaudible sigh as he turns a page in his textbook. Everyone knows that with his brain, Kyungsoo is meant for bigger and better things – a career in science, perhaps, or his own business enterprise, or a Nobel prize. If only reaching all his goals weren't such a daunting task sometimes, he sighs again, this time louder. He really enjoys studying most of the time, but even he gets lazy sometimes.
It seems that today is one of those days. The sun is beginning to set and he is still stuck in the library, though. Baekhyun was supposed to be there half an hour ago – after all, he has set up this study date himself – but is still nowhere to be found. Kyungsoo swears that he is going to kill him if he finds out one more time that the boy has lost both the track of time and probably his shirt also, pressed against his giant boyfriend's locker in the locker room after the latter's basketball practice.
What is theory of chemistry, when you can engage in much more direct production of endorphins.
Kyungsoo takes out his phone and dials Baekhyun's number but as expected, the call eventually goes to voice mail.
Unless you have a valid excuse for your tardiness, our chemistry tutoring sessions are officially over
He presses send and packs up his school bag. He's tired.
But as it turns out, it's only the beginning of the real headache that is coming his way. He enters the house only to see his mother, his older sister and Jongin, chatting away and from the looks of it, preparing dinner.
'You're finally back.' Jongin smiles. 'How was studying?'
