"Seniors!"
The door is open, revealing a 3rd year student, also one of the council members but he doesn't take part in the orientation.
"What?" asks Lauring.
"There are more boxes to be lifted up. But we are short staffed. Can someone help us?" asks the student politely.
"Let me help," says Kim.
"Woah! Kim has become a nobleman today!" Lauring teases him.
Kim ignores the teasing, straight away leaving the room with the 3rd year junior. He needs a distraction now so he can stop thinking about what happened between him and Han.
***
Kim slowly climbs the stairs with a huge box in his embrace. He tries his best to balance both his body and the box. Yet, he almost stumbles back.
Luckily, a pair of hands manage to catch him before he rolls down the stairs.
"Fuh, I'm almost this close to crack my ass!"
"Only I can crack that ass..."
Kim startled and jumped a bit to the front. He almost drops the box, but his saviour manages to grab both him and the box. Kim now gets sandwiched between the box and the man.
"Let me go!" he rants
"You will fall if I let you go, Senior..."
"I'd rather kiss the floor!"
"I'd rather kiss you..." Han smirks. Kim swats him with a sharp glare. Slowly, he lets go the man so he can stand on his feet.
"Just because we fucked..." Kim tones down his voice so no one can hear them. "You can't assume that I will let your hands all over me!" he continues, finger pokes at Han's chest.
"I already passed that zone, Senior Kim..." Han glares at Kim and flashes his naughty smirk. "As a matter of fact, I did pass the first base, second base... Final base..."
Kim tries to suppress his anger. Or maybe, his lust at this point. Han already knows his pick points. One caress and that's it. He's done for it.
Dangerous alert goes beep.
"I don't care! Hands off me!"
"I didn't even touch you..."
"Early warning in the future!" Kim says.
Han moves a few steps back from Kim. He purposely gave him a room to breathe. Right now, the senior almost burst his head off. His red cheek explains everything.
"I'll spare you this time, Senior Kim. Because you're blushing so hard, your head looks almost burst," Han teases Kim.
"Who's blushing?! I'm not! I'm angry right now!" Kim stomps his feet and walks away from there. Han laughs in tiny. His mind wanders to that one epic day.
The aftermath of their one night stand.
***
Inside the car, Han held a deep sigh. While he grabbed the steering wheel, his expression changed immediately.
Luckily, Kim was quite easy to be coax. That made his job easier.
I'm doing this because I want you to be by my side, Senior Kim. This is the only way for us to be together. I hope you can forgive me for that.
And, forgive me for being too rough with you last night!
His ass will get hurt at least for a week!
Han shook his head, and winced a bit, thinking about the pain that he caused.
***
Kim storms his way to the rooftop of the building, walking hastily at the middle of the area before letting out his inner voice that shakes the whole sky.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" he knocks his chest over and over again, trying so hard to make his heart thumping so fast after the encounter with Han.
Slowly, his body sliding down. Both of his legs wobble as they hit the ground. Tears stream from his eyes as he looks up the sky.
"What's wrong with you, Kim? It's just a one night stand! You're drunk! You don't remember anything!" Kim scolds himself, sobbing between his words. "You don't like him! You don't like a man! You like girls! You're a straight man!"
Kim cries his eyes out as he tries to slap himself out of reality. He crouches his body like a baby, surpress his emotion in the deepest feeling of his heart.
This is too much for him. Too much.
After a while, when the tears dry up from his eyes, Kim hastily takes out his phone and dial up.
"Hello?" he says.
"Senior Kim! What a surprise!" the caller shrieks from the other side. Kim closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath, and fixes his voice.
"Are you free tonight?" he asks with a coarse voice.
"Me? Yes! I am free!" the girl merrily answers to Kim.
"Let's meet up, shall we?"
***
The loud bang from the music in the club abuses his ears. But, Kim, being unbothered by the noise, slowly sips his drink at the bar. His eyes wander around, looking at the busy pub, flooded by young people who come to have fun.
A loud vibrate from his phone startled Kim. He checks the caller, pausing a bit before decides to pick the call.
"Ai shia, Kim! Where are you!?" Seth's voice seems filled with anger. Kim shuts his eyes tight. They were supposed to meet after the orientation for a meeting, but Kim decided to MIA, straight away went back to prepare for the date.
"Can't talk right now, Seth..."
"Tell me where are you?! How dare you skip the meeting–"
"Senior Kim!"
The conversation gets interrupt by the arrival of a girl in front of Kim. She wears a crop top with a short leather mini skirt and black stilettos. Her chime voice kind of surrounding the area, so obvious to make Seth grasps it from the other line.
"Ai sutt, Kim! Don't tell me you skip the meeting to meet a girl!" Seth becomes more and more angry.
"Talk to you later, Seth..." Kim cuts the call, put the phone in a silent mode before shifting his sight towards the girl.
With a help from the booze that he sipped just now, Kim musters his braveness to pull the girl closer to him and plant a deep kiss on her lips.
***
Panting sound serenades all over the room as Kim climbs down from the girl. She is gasping for air, her back glued on the bed. Her messy hair pokes Kim's face as he pushes the girl away a bit from him.
Laying down on the bed, his mind still twisted. He knew what he is doing right now is something that out of blue for him. He did had quite a few numbers of make out session, but to drag that into his room, he is not that type of man. Being fuckboy only as a nickname, but not his personality at all.
But today, he does admit that he kind of tarnished his true self and claims the title officially.
The girl slowly gets up from bed, trying to climb on the top of Kim. But he pushes her a little, acting like a brat.
"That's all you got? Only for five minutes?" the girl crooks her brows. Kim glares at her as he looks outside the window next to his bed. He realizes his night curtains are open, revealing only the day curtain. Obviously, what he did in the room can be watched from the other side of the building.
Something hits him suddenly. As the girl tries to jump down from the bed, Kim drags her in. He turns her body around, and pushes her on bed.
"You want more? Let's play again..." says Kim, before he adjusts his position and starts the ride in no time.
***
The tea still warm in the cup. Han sighs, as he twists his phone in his hand. He looks out, eyes go dimmer as he breathes heavily.
From afar, at the other side of the building, he can see everything. That's enough for a deep cut inside his heart. Eyes that keep checking on two people who now dare to put out a show behind those sheer curtains, in the most subtle move.
"What are you trying to prove, Senior Kim? Are you turning into a fuckboy to conceal the truth?" Han throws a monologue by himself.
Turns out his nightmare happens. The guilt of taking advantage against Kim's vunerable situation for a one night stand takes toll over him. He never plans for this. All he wants is Kim to be his. But he forgets one crucial thing; Kim is a straight playboy who only ever being together with girls
Now, he is destroyed. And Han is the one who held the responsible. What starts as a prank and tease, now taking toll over both of them.
There is no turning back.