Author's note: Part 2/3 of Khai third new miniseries.
The whole ride to the farm was suffering for Khai. The girl beside him tried to get his attention, though he rejected her many times, and Third ignored him. He was animatedly talking with that bulky asshole, irritating Khai even more. The bus stopped, and they picked up their luggage and gathered in front of the small cabins. Only a few of them were built for part-timers and volunteers.
"Alright, everyone. Three persons per cabin." The head organizer announced.
"I am letting you choose your roommate, but remember, girls with girls, boys with boys." The man added, and Khai smirked. It was his chance.
"Third?" He nudged his best friend's side, grinning at him. Third rolled his eyes but didn't say anything. They moved towards the leader with Un trailing behind them.
"Third, Khai, Un," Third reported, waiting for the man to write down their names and hand them the key.
"Un?" Khai asked disbelievingly.
"If you don't like it, find someone else. Maybe the girl that was all over you." Third snapped at him before he took off with Un by his side. Khai was shocked for the moment. Third tends to be snarky and harsh to him, but this outburst was different. Was Third jealous? Khai hoped so. It would mean he was feeling the same way.
The interior of the cabin was simple. One room, a tiny kitchen counter, and a small bathroom. Khai scanned the double bed on one side of the room and the bunk on the other. He contemplated picking the single bed because he didn't want to anger Third more, but Un called a dib on it.
"I don't like sharing." He shrugged, but Khai felt like he tried to help him somehow. Third glared his way but stayed silent as he chose the right side of the double bed. Khai couldn't help but smile.
"Why are you smiling? You look stupid." Third snapped at him.
"I look stupid because I love you." Khai couldn't help but respond, winking at his flustered crush. Third's cheeks were bright red, making Khai's heart race.
"Liar." Third murmured, turning his back to him.
"I mean it, Third," Khai admitted, shuffling closer to his friend. He heard un snicker somewhere behind him, but he didn't pay any attention to him. Third was more important to him.
"Don't play with me."
"I am not playing. I will make you believe me." Khai grabbed Third's arm, turning him around. Their faces were so close Khai could feel the younger breath on his cheeks. The room was dead silent.
"Please do." Third whispered before he ran out of the cabin.
"Did he just give me permission to curt him?" Khai said out loud, blinking rapidly.
"He did. I shouldn't be saying this, but he has been in love with you for a while. You are just stupid to notice. So please, make him yours. I am tired of listening to his constant whining." Un stood up, patting his shoulder encouragingly, leaving Khai alone to deal with the sudden turn of events.