kaisoobiographgy (LJ)
Kyungsoo gets his heart broken and fixed by a staring battle and an oblivious Jongin.
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It's just a game
A mantra Kyungsoo has been repeating continuously on his mind, hoping that it will lessen the blow of what he was about to do.
A game, in which he hasn't given any consent at all, but was forced to participate in because his now ex-bestfriend, Jongdae, knows how to pull all the dirty tricks just to make him unwillingly agree on almost anything.
Someone curse this idiot right now.
The group still remained in their small circle, silently waiting, but Kyungsoo knows well that they are far from that. He could see from the way their lips curl slightly on the side, the glistening mischief in their eyes.
I swear I'd do even the impossible just to bring the one who wrote this down to hell.
Kyungsoo grumbled to himself, trying to recall what the hell he was thinking when he had stepped foot inside of the dance room.
- 2 hours ago -
It was the last day of classes for the semester and Kyungsoo had just gotten back from one of his deadliest design submissions in all his four years in college. The mini thesis was no joke at all; he had to exhaust all resources just to finish his research about seasonal parks. His adviser thought that it was a lot better to do an all-year round theme instead of choosing one season to focus on, and the skating rink space for the winter ground section definitely topped the hard-to-find-info list. Not that he hates the said sport since he spends time on the ice too, but why the hell were there so little books about it?!
Kyungsoo sighs, trying to save his remaining energy in order to get through the train ride on the way home later.
Having nothing else to do for the rest of the afternoon, Kyungsoo decided to visit the media and social arts college where the voice rooms are to retrieve the music book he forgot yesterday after scrambling off to run to where his last class was. He was too immersed in practicing that he lost track of time; only did he noticed when Jongdae, his childhood friend and self-declared best friend, sent him a message (as the good friend he is) asking about why the hell wasn't he in the classroom yet. He made a dash for it and clearly forgot about packing up his music book.
The walk was unusually quiet and Kyungsoo's thankful for it. There were fewer students inside the college nowadays, he thinks, as he passes by the open bridge leading to the next building. It was such a beautiful contrast from the usually busy atmosphere he saw in the past weeks. Kyungsoo slowed down his speed and tried to indulge himself with the view of the afternoon sun, framed by the high and medium rise buildings of their neighbourhood. Kyungsoo thinks he might just wait up until sunset before going back to his dorm.
Finding his way back to the voice training rooms wasn't that difficult even though MSAC's building is known for its confusing floor plan. There were certain rooms from the SA wing that's only accessible through crossing the MA wing and outside.
The shared floor was the third floor, which gives access to most of the mini theatres and large halls of the college, and where most of the college organisation spots are. Kyungsoo's spent a valuable amount of time here too, for despite not actually being part of the theatre and dance club, being friends with most of them gave him an unquestionable ticket to use the space.
Kyungsoo uses the common "L-route", a nickname for the path most students use when heading to the music room, where he had to pass the third floor from the MA to SA wing and go two more floors up before turning right on the intersection of the corridors. A lot of students get confused on this part because the 4 paths are highly identical, but if you're observant enough (or if you have a higher year friend who's willing to spill the magic beans for you to know), you will notice the thin band of colour lining up the baseboard of corridors. Red is for the voice related rooms, blue for dance, yellow for theatre and green for musical instruments.
Kyungsoo's eyes stray a bit towards the blue line. As much as he's tempted to stop by the dance hall, he thinks today's not the right time either.
The voice hall was fairly empty, except for one or two students he saw who're probably also there to get some practice done before the summer break starts. Kyungsoo's about to reach Room A13 when the door suddenly gets flung open wide in front of him.
"Kyungsoo!"
"Holy c- Jongdae?! You idiot I could've gotten a concussion!" Kyungsoo held up his hand near his heart, for a second he thought it was going to leap out of his chest.
"Thank heavens you're still here Kyung." Jongdae looked totally relieved, and then suddenly there's that all knowing smirk again. Kyungsoo gulped.
"What do you need from me Dae?" Oh, Kyungsoo knew Jongdae like the back of his hands. Clearly the older has something up his sleeves and Kyungsoo's instincts are screaming for him to run this very instant.
"Come with me Kyungsoo." Jongdae made a quick grab for his hand but Kyungsoo's seen that coming, easily dodging it.
"No. You are not dragging me away again without explaining. The last time you did that I ended up locked inside the locker room for half a day." Kyungsoo steps away again when Jongdae tried to move forward.
"Oh come on Kyungsoo, I didn't mean that one. Only God knows why Mr. Lee is such an OC person I swear I didn't even think he'd go locking rooms just because there's no schedule for that day for gym class. Come on Kyungie please just go with me?." Jongdae pleads and Kyungsoo didn't even notice he's being cornered into the wall.
"No. Unless I find your next words enough of a reason to do so, I won't." Kyungsoo stares back at him, hell bent on not letting his best friend have his way with him.
"You need to go with me because... you'll see K-"
"Jongdae hyung! There you a- oh"
Kyungsoo's eyes widened at the sound of that voice and Jongdae could see how the colour suddenly vanished from his face and was immediately replaced by panic. Jongdae's eyes wandered to his right, where he could see an equally dumbfounded junior and wow, poor research reviews he thinks, as he could see the tight grip Jongin has on those sheets of paper.
Interesting.
Jongin coughed a bit before looking away. "They're looking for you. You're taking too much time with the...task."
With that Jongin just bowed and took one quick look at Jongdae's best friend who's still stuck in his own world in front of him, before running away.
A few silent seconds passed before Kyungsoo snapped out of his reverie. "You-"
Oh God, Kyungsoo might kill me.
"Wait wait I'll explain!" Jongdae clasped his hands together and kneeled down on the floor. To hell with pride. I'm too young to die.
"Kim Jongdae-"
"KYUNGSOO WAIT I'LL E-"
But the older's words morphed into a deep scream of agony as Kyungsoo delivered a hard punch to his arm.
"Kim Jongdae, of all fucking people, that guy was the last person I wish to see right now!" Kyungsoo was torn between frustration and anger. He obviously knew that it was pure coincidence, but damn it, he has to let his anger out right now.
"Shit that hurts Kyung! oww....ugh" Jongdae slumped on the floor trying to nurse the pain on his left arm. Part of it was still the shade of angry red from Kyungsoo's punch. Surely he'll get some visible marks tomorrow.
For a second Kyungsoo felt apologetic towards his best friend, but his stubborn personality wouldn't let him apologize. It was still Jongdae's fault for cornering him after all.
He was still staring at Jongdae when the older finally looked up at him, palm still covering the part where he was punched. Jongdae knew why Kyungsoo was so agitated especially when it comes to Kim Jongin.
The older made a soft move, fingers enclosing Kyungsoo's wrist before tugging him to sit down.
"I know you have issues with Jongin, Kyung. But running away from him won't solve any of it." Kyungsoo still won't look at him, but he doesn't push any further because his best friend might break again.
"I'm just.... It's not easy Dae." Kyungsoo sighs.
"Jongin... Jongin's my friend... But I'm really annoyed at him right now... He's just too..." he can't find the right word to say so the other beats him to it.
"Oblivious?" Jongdae offers a smile.
"Yeah... oblivious" to my feelings
"Come on Kyungsoo. Jongin just seemed like the type who doesn't do relationships... Or rather, someone who doesn't look like he'll get serious with someone anytime right now. He's too in love with dancing and studying to even bother." Kyungsoo pouts after hearing this, his heart failing a bit because Jongdae's words hit the right wounds.
"But that doesn't mean you'd throw away your friendship right? I mean... he did say he's comfortable and happy with you... That must at least mean something right?" Kyungsoo nods and Jongdae offers him another smile.
"- and that doesn't mean you can't get back at him for indirectly dumping you." Jongdae smirks. "Hey! He didn't... I mean... He never said... But. Ugh." Kyungsoo groans. Everything that links to Jongin tends to mess him up right now.
"And you really need to loosen up. Among the group, your finals was the ultimate killer."
"I..." Kyungsoo's instincts still keeps telling him to say no and just go home and forget everything right now.
"The rest are in the dance room right now. They actually sent me out to find you." Jongdae stands up, holding Kyungsoo's hand to pull him up after.
"Will... Will he be there?"
"You know the answer to that right?" Kyungsoo looks away. He's not sure if he's ready to see Jongin yet and be in the same room with him.
"You can just sit with me okay? No need to interact with him or anything. We're just having a small after finals party." Jongdae reassures him.
I guess it won't hurt to stay for a while.
"Let's go?" and with that Kyungsoo seals his fate once again.
Kyungsoo swears never to get fooled by anyone again, especially the likes of Kim Jongdae and Lee Taemin. Of all people, why do his best friend and Jongin's childhood friend need to be cousins?! He should've known being in the same room with those two will only mean nightmares. A never ending nightmare.
Jongdae was urging the rest to play a game despite the groans and no's but Taemin that sneaky brat, thought of what he calls "a genius idea" offering to play the infamous "Truth or Dare" game so they don't have to move too much.
"Okay the rules are simple. We just have to draw one card from the deck. The ones who'll get the paired card will do the truth or dare. But, here's the twist. Whoever gets the red version of the card decides on what to play. Plus, we all get to give one "dare item card" Taemin grins as he shuffles the 2 decks he got from the Boardplay club. It was a specially revised-designed game by one of the seniors, Lee Jinki. Jongdae takes some of the blank cards from the dare deck on his side and distributes as the rest of them forms a circle on the floor.
"What do we write on the dare card?" Jongin asks, and Kyungsoo tries not to stand just yet and be a kill-joy to his friends.
"Nothing too physical, no rated and too complicated tasks. Please save us from such horror." the rest of the group laughs. "Just fun and unique stuffs we can do here in the dance room."
"Can I not play this?" Kyungsoo voices out, ready to flee the room any second now. Jongdae makes a grab for his hand and stares at him. "Dae please..."
A hand touches his shoulder. "Hey Kyungie? Don't worry the dares are not that hard. We'll let you draw a new card if you really can't do it." Xiumin tells him and he feels a bit better because Xiumin's the eldest among them and he always keeps his words.
"See?" Jongdae follows.
Kyungsoo sighs for the nth time that day. "That's not even the point..." he speaks softly. it's that truth part I'd rather not get involved with. Either way, with all those puppy eyes staring at him, he fails to make another plea to leave.
"Yay! Okay then let's start!"
After a number of dares -- Minho and Taemin sharing a slice of pizza without hands, Xiumin trying to imitate Sohee's aegyo, and Jongdae doing eggrolls to cross the dance room; Kyungsoo found himself enjoying their little game. His recent dares weren't that bad either, like hitting the lowest note possible, and saying pepero-pororo ten times without making any mistakes. He doesn't make that much contact with Jongin who was sitting across from him, although he'll look away once in awhile whenever their eyes meet.
And every time he does so, he misses the sad look sporting on the younger's face.
"Jeez Jongdae you're gross" Xiumin squeals because the next dare was for Jongdae to finish the hamburger Xiumin has to feed him with the use of half chopsticks, and Jongdae's not being much help either doing those cheesy kissy faces towards the elder.
Kyungsoo laughs because he knows about the little crush his best friend has towards their favourite hyung, and being such a direct person, this is one thing Jongdae's weak at – love. Personal Love to be exact. Kyungsoo steals a photo for future blackmailing purposes.
"Alright, alright let's draw again! There're more dare cards we haven't tried yet!" Taemin cheers as he reshuffles the card decks again.
Kyungsoo draws a card, and this time he sees the Red Heart once again, meaning he'll be the one to choose this time.
"Cards up guys! Who's the lucky couple?" Minho looks over everyone's card. "Okay it's Kyungsoo's and-"
"Me."
The smile on Kyungsoo's face drops instantly and the whole gang looks toward Jongin, who was holding the Black Heart card in his fingertips.
"O-okaaaay. Kyungsoo and Jongin!" Minho coughs a bit. "So uhm Kyungsoo?"
The said boy freezes on the spot, eyes straying slightly toward Jongin before quickly turning to Jongdae in pure panic.
Jongdae's smile seems slightly strained too, and Kyungsoo can tell what he wants to say. Just do what you want Kyung, I'll be here.
Kyungsoo turns towards Xiumin and the older just nods at him.
If I go with truth God knows what Jongin will ask!
