Café Pit-a-Pat - Season 1 (COMPLETE)

Chapter 33

Reluctantly, Kimmon parted from Copter's lips and pulled his face back a few inches.  His darkened midnight eyes automatically drilled into the widened mocha ones ahead of him, seemingly locking them right in place.  A suffocating silence consumed the entire room as they continued to stare at each other for a lasting while. 

After capturing Copter's dilated pupils, Kimmon's gaze slowly traced his flushing cheeks and ultimately fell upon his rosy mouth.  All rational thought disappeared from his jumbled mind then and there, leaving Kimmon only with his primal instincts.  With those overpowering impulses that were encouraging him to reach out again.  To dive back into those sweet lips once more.  

But he snapped back to his senses when Copter suddenly took a step backward, causing Kimmon's hand to release Copter's chin.  Caught off guard, Kimmon raised his eyes back to meet Copter's, which now appeared to be blazing with a mix of surprise, confusion and...anger?     

"What are you...why..." Copter spluttered out in a trembling voice, not being able to finish his questions.

Sh*t!  A rush of panic sweeping over him in an instant, Kimmon hurriedly opened his mouth.    

"Copter, I..." Kimmon trailed off momentarily, trying to come up with words that would help mitigate this disastrous situation.  But, unfortunately for him, Copter didn't give him much of a chance.     

"You...you don't joke around with something like this!" Copter yelped while throwing a furious glare at Kimmon.  "It's not funny!"    

And, before Kimmon could say anything in response, Copter immediately raced to his room and slammed the door shut.    

"Who said it was a joke?" Kimmon quietly mumbled to himself while fiercely running his hand through his hair.

Damn it.  Given his bad luck, of course Copter was going to think that this was some kind of sick joke.  Of course he wouldn't know that Kimmon's kiss just now was actually a desperate manifestation of Kimmon's pent-up, suppressed feelings for him.  Which, now that Kimmon thought about it, made sense.  Because, from Copter's perspective, Kimmon had just kissed him out of the blue.  After spouting a bunch of nonsense that sounded like he was urging Copter to consider dating Godt.

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! 

Kimmon resisted a strong desire to repeatedly smash his head on the wall when he remembered what he had said right before kissing Copter.  Compare this to his.  Seriously, what the f*ck?!  Why the hell did he say that?!  Did he really want Copter to "compare" him and Godt in order to figure out his true emotions?  To realize that he really was in love with Godt and should therefore date him?    

God, he was so freaking pathetic.  Not to mention outrageously idiotic.  Acting like a self-sacrificial cupid, but then losing his mind and forcing himself on Copter.  What the f*ck was wrong with him?!

Regretting the past several minutes of his life, Kimmon stared pitifully at the closed door.  A part of him wished to run after Copter and explain everything.  Confess once and for all how much he loved him.  Beg him to please allow just a chance at his heart.  But, like the coward he was, he didn't have the courage to face the junior right now.  He wasn't ready to endure the crushing agony that would inevitably come if Copter rejected his feelings outright.  Not now, not ever.