Pretending

Chapter-6

Kyungsoo scoffed, shaking his head at Jongin who had been tying and untying his own tie for more than five minutes.

"Seriously? It has been more than five minutes,Jongin." The younger glanced at him,only to looked back down at his tie with a pout.

"Mom often did it for me before."Kyungsoo laughed at the how childish other was looking and walked towards him.

"Come here." Jongin looked up at him.

"Huh?"

"I will do it for you so that we can finally go to work today." Kyungsoo teased him to which the latter pouted again at.

Jongin had seen the scenes from drams which his mother watched, where a girl tied a guy's tie and the drama's director made a big romantic deal out of it and Jongin always snorted at it.

But now,he might have changed his mind,seeing Kyungsoo this upclose. The older's lower lip was jutted out in concentration and Jongin secretly awed about his rather long eyelashes.

What kind of guy looks this cute!?

"There you go. All done,Kiddo." The doe-eyes male patted his shoulders and looked up with his signature heart-shaped smile which very much surprised Jongin.

"Jongin…?" He blinked rapidly and turned away with a fake cough when he finally realized  he had been staring quite creepily at Kyungsoo.

"Th--thanks." He said, pretending to clean dust off his suit. What was lingering  in his mind was Kyunsoo's face with his chubby cheeks, heart-shaped lips and bright wide eyes and in conclusion, he was just….. Glowing. Jongin just decided  he would rather not dwell on that topic so much.

"Jongin, Are you leaving now? Let me do your tie----" Jongin's  mother stopped when she saw both of them coming out of their room. "Oh, I see that you have done it already." Her lips formed a line and Kyungsoo could see dissapointment clearly on her face

"Yep, Kyungsoo hyung did it for me." Jongin grinned and suddenly, he grabbed Kyungsoo's hand, intertwining their fingers together.

"We are leaving now,mother." Before the older could struggle, he was pulled along when the taller walked towards the door. "Be safe.." He could hear Jongin's mother before closing the door.

"Is it…is it really okay with your motherr---" He asked , looking up at Jongin when they were in the lift.

"It's fine." the taller answered without  looking.

"Urm……Jongin." He started again, this time Jongin looked at him, sighing softly. "Hyung, I told you it's fine----" Kyungsoo shook his head.

"Not that. I just want to know when you are planning  to let go of my hand." Jongin's ears went quite red over it and instantly let go of Kyungsoo's hands.

The older tried very hard to conceal his laughter, looking at Jongin's fluttered face..

However, Kyungsoo was secretly aware of how empty it felt when the warmth from Jongin's palm faded away.

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"Have you heard?" Jongdae asked, popping beside him so suddenly in the break room.

"Heard what?" Kyungsoo asked back nonchalantly, continued stirring his coffee.

"Kim Jongin, our vice president's son." Kyungsoo's hands stopped stirring for a moment before he tried to act unbothered again.

"What's with him?" His bestfriend groaned beside him.

"Kyungsoo, I swear! When will you finally get onto the social medias!? Anyway, so that famous Kim Jongin came out as gay or bisexual - I don't know - on his Instagram!" Kyungsoo looked at his eager friend with a small nod. "Okay…."

"AND he got married!! TO A GUY!!" it was very uneasy, looking at his friend talking so eagerly about him with a surprised face.
"Well...What's wrong with it?" Jongdae gasped,being overdramatic.

"How can you ask that!?  Dude,he's like super famous, sweeaping girls off their feet and shit and now he is married, moreover, to a guy!" Kyungsoo shook his head with a frown.

"Calm down,Jongdae. Breathe!" His friend suddenly got silent, leaning on the counter.

"You know..I thought of something stupid when I saw his husband picture- He posted it on Instagram by the way- and, since he didn't post his picture very clearly, everyone is super curious about who the lucky guy is. And do you know who I thought of when I saw the picture?" Kyungsoo stared at him, faking curiousity.

"You." Kyungsoo choked on his coffee, all the alarms going off in his heads. "What the hell!?" Jongdae exclaimed, grabbing tissues.

"Sorry. And why--why would you think of it even!? That--that's ridiculous! Such nonsense" He blabbered.

"I don't know. The last picture he posted, it really looks like you,hair and everything." Jongdae frowned at him,eyes filled with suspicion.

Panicking,Kyungsoo attempted to do the only thing he could think of,to get away from his friend. "I... have to go now. Nice gossip,Jongdae."

"Kyungsoo,why are you wearing a....necklace?"

And Kyungsoo just cursed at Kim Jongin and his damn words for convincing into wearing it because "We are married and my family would think it is suspicious when you don't want to wear the freaking ring. So at least wear it like that."

Jongdae's lips opened and closed several times, appearantly loss at words.

"Haha. Surprise,it's a normal ring!" Kyungsoo tried and his friend wasn't buying any.

"What the fuck you mean a normal ring!? Do fucking Kyungsoo,it's a freaking ring which is exact freaking  replica of Kim Jongin's! I SAW IT IN HIS PICTURE! What the fucking is happening!? Holy shit! Don't tell me-----" Kyungsoo sighed.

"You don't need to swear that much." Jongdae's eyes widened with his mouth hang opened.

"You are married-- to--to Kim--" Kyungsoo immediately put him hand on his friend's mouth, looking around worriedly.

"God! Be more quiet,will you!?" His friend slapped away his hand, shaking kyungsoo's shoulders.

"Do Kyungsoo! What the hell!? How!? When!? Why!?" Kyungsoo sighed deeply again, tucking the necklace safely back into his shirt, fixing his collar.

Then he proceeded to tell his friend everything in whispers and with glances at the door occasionally.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?" His friend exclaimed though in whispers only.

"Because I knew you are gonna opposed  that." He replied, tracing  his shirt's hem.

"Hell yeah! Everyone with the right sense would not agree to that. Kyungsoo, you are practically selling yourselves!" He shot him a glare.

"I am not! It was just a contract that will expire in like 2 years. Plus, I constantly don't have to worry about hospital bills and that's the most important thing,Jongdae...you know it.." The said friend sighed deeply, rubbing his temple.

"Did you sleep with him or--or do you have to do that constantly with him like you know, as a part of the contract?" Needless to say, Kyungsoo's faced scrunched up so hard at the thought.

"No!! Where did that idea come from even?! Ewww,omg!" A not-so-good teasing smile suddenly displayed on Jongdae's lips.

"So never done it with him,huh?..." He trailed off, leaning back on the chair.

"No and I never will! He's not even gay, dude." Kyungsoo said, ears crimson red.

"Anyway, I really have to go now. Break is over like 5 minutes ago." He stood up, straightening his dark brown suit. Jongdae whined from aside.

"But I have soo many questions left!!"Kyungsoo frowned again before waving his hand in air as a form of dismissal.

"Just text me or call me later, whatever."

Throughout the day in his cubicle, typing on his laptop with various noises around, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but feel stressed about what might happen when everyone find out about all this like Jongdae just did.