Dare (A Kaisoo Fanfic)

Eighteen

Kai

It was almost midnight, but I was wide awake as I repeatedly ran my fingers through his hair. I really didn't want to let him go. I was praying hard that someone, even a mysterious magical force like God, would come and freeze time so that I would never have to wake him up or go back to the prison I called home. But I knew that wasn't possible. As much as I wished it was, I knew better than to get my hopes up. This was what my life had come to and I had to accept it until I could get as far away as possible from it.

His eyes fluttered open after some more time ticked away. He smiled sleepily at me, his eyes half closed, and I smiled back.

"Hi," Kyungsoo said, a hint of grogginess in his voice.

"Hey," I replied as I brushed the hair away from his eyes. He rubbed his eyes until they were fully open before looking up at me.

"How long were you staring at me?" he asked, letting out a small chuckle.

"I lost count after ten minutes," I said, causing him to laugh out loud. Our eyes met and locked on each other before I tilted towards him, making our lips conjoin in a gentle kiss. I deepened the kiss slightly, but then pulled back, not wanting to go any further since our time was limited. I planted one more peck on his nose, earning a blushing smile from him. "We should get up. It's almost midnight," I said.

"Okay, Cinderella," he said as he yawned, making me laugh. 

I then sat up and stretched before sliding to the edge of the bed. We both got changed, cleaned up the room as best we could, and gathered up all of our things. Kyungsoo wrote a little note for Chanyeol, thanking him for letting us occupy his guest room and telling him he could keep the extra soda we didn't drink. We made our way downstairs, making sure the door was locked before heading outside. 

As much as I protested him, he said he would drive me back home so I didn't have to take a bus so late at night. We arrived in the nick of time with seven minutes to spare and I told him to park a little farther down the street than normal just in case my parents were still up waiting for me. 

"Can I ask you something?" he questioned suddenly as he turned to me, changing his tone of voice. I looked back at him and lowered my eyebrows half in confusion and half in nervousness. "How long do you think we can keep this up? You know, before your parents find out?" A worried look occupied his face now as I sighed. 

I knew what I wanted to say, but that would have been a lie.

"I don't know." I shrugged, glancing down at my hands. His eyes fell, too, letting out a drawn-out sigh as he slowly nodded his head. I reached over and took his hands in mine, prompting him to look at me. "Try not to worry about it, okay? Worrying won't make it any better."

"Too late," he replied, a small pout on his lips, and I chuckled.

"Don't think about the future, think about now," I went on. "We should cherish the time we have now. That's all we can do really.

"Yeah, and wait for the impending doom." He scoffed.

"Yeah, that's where we are," I sat back in the seat a little, laying my head against the headrest. "Soon enough, we'll graduate and then we'll be on our own. We won't have to worry about my parents. Just a little longer."

"A little longer..." he repeated, letting his voice trail off. I moved forward again and lifted his hand, giving it a small kiss. He just smiled faintly at me. "You should go," he whispered in a soft yet somber voice. 

"I guess," I whispered back. I leaned over and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you," he replied, looking into my eyes. 

Fuck, I really didn't want to get out of the car.

But I did, watching him do a quick u-turn drive down the street. After a few moments, I started dragging my feet toward the house. 

Kyungsoo

I honestly felt kind of depressed after I dropped off. I was willing to do anything to be able to stay with him, but I knew his parents weren't stupid. They would figure out sooner or later that we were still sneaking around, and then who knew what would happen after that? Would I ever see him again?

I ended up just going back to Chanyeol's house after because I was too sad and tired to go home. I went up to his room once inside and laid down in his bed, snuggling up in his blankets. Only moments after I shut my eyes, my phone began ringing and reached my arm out to grab it off of the nightstand. 

"My best friend senses were tingling," Chanyeol said. "What's wrong?"

"Kai's parents suck. I hate them," I mumbled, earning a chuckle from him. "Everything was great until I remembered they existed."

"I'm sorry," he said sympathetically. "I wish I had something to say to make you feel better, but homophobic parents kind of make that difficult."

"You're telling me." I exhaled. "You need to wash your sheets. They smell kind of bad."

"I told you two stay out of my room," he whined. 

"We did, but I was too sad to go home, so I came back here."

"Do you feel less sad?"

"Not surrounded by this stench I don't." He laughed. 

"Do you want me to come there? Baek and I are still up."

"No, no, you stay there. At least one of us should be able to enjoy their relationship."

"Alright, but call if you need me. I have a special ringtone for you, so I'll pick up." I just hummed and then we hung up. I put my phone back on the nightstand before getting comfortable again.

At least everything would be better in my dreams.