The Demon Next Door

12

Kyungsoo was walking on air.

Sex with Jongin just made him fly. If it were at all possible, wings would have sprouted from his back by now.

It was a high that took him up way beyond anything else. The best part was that it lasted for a while, too. Just one session had him smiling like an idiot for the rest of the day.

So after first period was over, and he and Jongin parted ways until lunch, Kyungsoo felt ecstatic. His whole body still tingled from Jongin's touch. Not to mention, his ass still really, really hurt.

And as ridiculous as it might sound, he didn't feel bad for Chanyeol. He was fucking glad Jongin made him moan his name a little too loudly, just so the giant could hear. Whether or not it broke him had no importance to Kyungsoo.

He walked to math. The presence of Byun Baekhyun there wouldn't be such a nice thing to deal with, but Kyungsoo was prepared for it. After Jongin, he felt like he was on top of the world.

When he entered the classroom, he was shocked to see Baekhyun sitting in his seat.

The older had his head buried in his math textbook, and it looked as if he were trying hard not to cry. Kyungsoo didn't give a hoot if Baekhyun was having a rough day. That was his seat.

He marched over with a frown. Baekhyun looked up from his textbook at the sound of Kyungsoo's footsteps coming closer. His eyeliner traced eyes looked somber.

"Get out of my seat," Kyungsoo demanded.

Baekhyun snapped the book shut. "I'm not here to pick a fight. I just want to talk to you. Please?"

"About what?"

Baekhyun fidgeted with his fingers. "A few things. One concerning you and Yeollie, er, Chanyeol."

Kyungsoo seated himself at the desk beside him. "Don't wanna talk about him. Next topic."

"No, please, Kyungsoo." Baekhyun sounded like he was pleading. "You don't understand! He's really hurt."

Kyungsoo looked at Baekhyun in shock. The older man was so much different than he was before. It was like he'd undergone a personality switch. Instead of fighting Kyungsoo, he was asking for his cooperation?

Had the world gone mad? Was Baekhyun inhaling something that was making him think crazy? Since when did he care about anything besides overthrowing Kyungsoo from the presidential throne?

"Hurt about what?"

"You know, your whole fight," Baekhyun answered. "Could you, maybe, talk to him? Forgive him? Please?"

Kyungsoo shook his head without a second thought.

"Kyungsoo—"

"Stop," the younger interrupted. "What are you trying to do, Baekhyun? You don't love him. You never did. You never will. You're only dating him to become the president of this school."

Baekhyun looked hurt. "That's a lie! I do love Chanyeol!"

It sounded sincere. Hell, it was sincere. But opinions change overtime, not after two seconds, and Kyungsoo's opinion of Baekhyun was still the same as before. His mouth opened to spew out everything he had ever wanted to say to his foe.

"You're a man-slut who sleeps around to get your way!" Kyungsoo cried. "You've gone through half of the basketball team to get to Chanyeol! Just because he was my best friend!"

"No. No! Stop!" Baekhyun whimpered. "What's happened to you, Kyungsoo?"

"I become stronger," Kyungsoo answered sternly. "I'm strong enough to tell and see it like it is. I'm telling you what I see in you. You're a whore, Baekhyun. Everyone knows that. Even you. And Chanyeol is a coward who fucks a whore to feel better!"