kris[exo] x sungyeol [infinite]

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[second confession - btob]

Strange couple fic... expected to be very strange too.

But anyway, I'd like you to try reading it. Please give it a try.

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The gray letters are stories from the past.

2nd confession 

The sound of a bell coming from the front of the house woke up those who were sleeping. His hands rubbed his eyes and he stretched his legs. Did he fall asleep while still sitting at his desk like this?

The sound of the bell ringing again caused the tall figure to hurry and walk to open the door.

“Good morning,” the visitor greeted with a smile.

“Hi Sungjong...why did you come to see me today?” Kris asked before reaching up to cover his yawn.

“I'm sorry for coming to you this early in the morning...” Sungjong looked at his friend's expression. It was as if the other party had just woken up.

"It's okay. Come inside first."

The tall figure said, extending his hand to signal Sungjong to enter the house.

The small figure inserted himself before walking to sit in the corner to receive the guests knowingly...

“What should I drink? Soda or water?”

The homeowner asked. Ready to walk into the kitchen.

But the guests' small hands waved back and forth as a sign of rejection.

“No need, I'm only here for a moment. I thought I'd come and borrow your yearbook. I will contact my friends about the reunion.”

Sungjong smiled slightly when he mentioned the friends who had lost touch with each other because they had all gone their separate ways to continue their studies.

After graduating from high school Only he and Chris were still in contact. Until the time when I have a job.

“What about yours?”

It wasn't that Chris was holding back from lending it...it was just that he couldn't help but be surprised because At graduation, the school gives every student a yearbook.

So why did Lee Sungjong borrow it from him?

"Well, mine was lost..."

Sungjong answered with an expression that showed he was probably a little disappointed.

Chris nodded in acknowledgment. Before disappearing into the storage room...

His hands searched through the various drawers of the cabinet. Not sure where he kept it.

After a while, the young man came out with a yearbook in hand.

It's still in good condition, as if its owner had only opened it a few times.

Only the fading colors tell how much time has passed.

“Ah, this…”

The tall figure held out the yearbook in his hand and handed it to Sungjong. The small figure muttered a word of thanks before opening it.

“You can borrow it and take it home to look at it first,” Chris said as he saw a small hand pull out a notebook from his pocket and jot down contact information.

“It's okay. I've written it down. Next time, I won't rush to ask to borrow from you again.”

After saying that, he bent down to continue writing. along with reading the names of each member in the room

“Lee Howon..address...”

Chris couldn't help but smile at the small figure's eager expression. Many years have passed, but Sungjong still performs his duties as class leader without fail.

“Then you wrote it down. I want to take a shower first.”

"um"

2nd confession

Kris walked back out again and still saw Sungjong writing down his friend's address.

The tall figure walked all the way to the kitchen before coming back out with some water.

“Lee Sung Yeol...address...”

The name that came out of the small figure's mouth caused the hand that was placing the water glass to pause slightly.

Sharp eyes looked at the yearbook and saw Sungjong's slender fingers pointing at the address. The other hand continued to take notes.

Chris moved his eyes up to look at the picture above the address. My heart fluttered when I saw the bright smiles of the people in the picture.

“Respectful students”

“Hello, Teacher.”

The students' voices spoke up in unison. Except for Lee Sung Yeol, who was still shaking his head, humming along with the headphones plugged into his ears, while both hands were playing games on his phone. The homeroom teacher shook his head in disgust, but his face was still filled with a smile of affection.

Well, Lee Sung Yeol is the weirdest student in the class. I like to sit in the front but I don't study as well as I should. Some play games Some listen to music I secretly fell asleep while the teacher taught...

Every time she told the young man to move to the back seat...Lee Sung Yeol argued stubbornly and refused to move...but when the test scores came out, He always received good scores, being top of the class.

The female teacher walked closer. before twisting Sungyeol's ears hard. The roommates laughed when they heard Sungyeol's cries. But amidst the laughter, there was a pair of eyes that watched him with tenderness.

If Sungyeol saw Kris's eyes that day Sungyeol might know...that someone likes him.

Actually, it's called 'secret crush'.

It would probably be more correct...this word probably suits Chris the best...

Throughout the six years they attended high school together If you count the sentences that Kris said to Sungyeol, It can almost be counted as a word... even though we've always been in the same room. But Kris didn't know why he didn't dare speak to Sungyeol. I only know that Just making eye contact for a split second made his heart tremble.

The heat and sweat that covered Khom's face gradually subsided as a stream of cool water gently hit his face.

Thick lips slowly opened to thirstily drink water from the faucet. After running around the field during physical education class

The sound of water falling open and hitting the floor This made the tall figure unable to hear the footsteps of someone walking closer.

Until that person turned on another faucet next to it. and bent down to drink water as he did.

That sweet face turned towards him and gave him a small smile. It made the tall figure who was drinking water choke.

“Is something wrong?”

Sungyeol walks up to Kris. Hoping to help pat the other person's back for relief. But the tall figure backed away.

Ready to raise his hand to indicate that it was nothing, before quickly walking away. Sungyeol could only look at the tall figure with confusion.

Kris' red face just now made Sungyeo unable to escape the worry...

But Sungyeol himself never knew that. That's because Chris made eye contact and looked closely at his sweet face.

Whenever I think of this, I have to smile softly at my own stupidity. Just looking at his face, he still didn't dare to make eye contact for long.

Sungyeol carries cleaning supplies and puts them in the school storage room. After being punished for having to clean his room because he fell asleep during the hour

Before you could do this, you had to wait until all your friends had left the room. When he finished, it took time until the sky started to get darker and darker.

Part of this may be because of the rain clouds that are forming. Before he could walk out of the school building, Fon threw himself down.

Even though the house is not very far from the school. But if he ran back now, he would definitely get wet.

Some of them rubbed their arms as the raindrops started to make them shiver... Suddenly their eyes looked and saw an umbrella leaning against the wall.

At first some of them just looked around until after a while their round eyes began to search for the owner of the umbrella..

.But in the school building now there was only him left...because the other students had all left...

Of course, it's been a long time since school ended. Sungyeol slowly walked closer to the umbrella. His eyes looked around to make sure that the owner of the umbrella wasn't around anymore...

Who forgot the umbrella at exactly the right time? Some people secretly smile.

"Let me borrow it first...I'll bring it back tomorrow."

Sungyeol muttered to himself. before opening his umbrella and quickly walking home

Chris leaned out of the bathroom. Some figures were seen holding umbrellas walking out of the school building.

So he slowly walked out after hiding in there for a long time...

In his hand, there was still another umbrella that was the same color as the umbrella that Sung Yeol held a moment ago…

The tall figure left quite a distance before following Sungyeol.

A thin hand reached out and closed the gate. before rushing into the house

Meanwhile, in another corner, there was a tall figure standing under a large tree.

His eyes looked into Sungyeol's house for a moment. When he was sure that he had reached the house safely...he turned and walked back the same way...

Some people sit on the bed drying their hair.

Suddenly his eyes caught sight of an umbrella that was drying on the bedroom balcony...a slight smile appeared. Even though I don't know who it belongs to. But I really have to thank the owner of the umbrella. Some lay down before falling asleep.

“Did anyone forget this umbrella yesterday?” Sungyeol asked the class, holding up the umbrella. But the answer that was received was a shake of the head from everyone. But there was only one person who remained silent. It's like you didn't hear the question. Sungyeol glanced at the person sitting in the back of the room for a moment. I want to ask again. But Chris didn't raise his head to meet his eyes...

Sungyeol could only sigh softly. Before walking out and asking friends in other rooms in the building....

...but no one owns that umbrella...

Kris also wanted to know if Sungyeol knew that it was 'His umbrella'...how would the other party react...but he only thought about it and never said it...because even the feelings in his heart...he still didn't dare. to be revealed

Chris looked down at the rose in his hand with excitement. Valentine's Day like this is a good opportunity to reveal feelings that have been suppressed for a long time. So he woke up early to go buy roses. I wandered around several shops before I was able to find one rose.

'The most beautiful rose in his eyes...just like Lee Sung Yeol is the most precious in his eyes'

A tall figure stood behind the door. Slowly, I looked up at the table by the window. At noon time like now, friends all go to see their lovers. Or they'd all gone down to lunch. Until Kris thought that what an opportunity it was to see Sung Yeol sitting in the room alone listening to music... Kris was about to step into the room.

But a girl walked in before him.

“Uncle Sungyeol...” A sweet, clear voice called out to the person sitting. causing Chris to stop in the same place The owner of the voice walked past him into the room. Behind two small hands, behind them were hidden a large bouquet of roses. The girl was now walking and stopping next to Sung Yeol.

“What is it, Jiae? And what is that hiding behind?” Two hands were hiding behind the back. Sungyeo couldn't help but wonder. He leaned forward and looked at him with curiosity. But the person being questioned turned away and laughed softly with delight. Kris' sharp eyes darkened when he saw the large rose bouquet the girl had hidden.

“Happy Valentine's Day.” A small hand finally reached out to Sungyeol. The person sitting there smiled before reaching out to take it. As soon as the flower changed into Sungyeol's hand, Jiae immediately bent down and kissed the other person's cheek. Sungyeol caressed his cheek before holding up the rose in his hand to look at. Those eyes looked bright and full of happiness.

“Chris…” A voice called out, bringing Chris out of his thoughts. The owner of the name turned to look at the caller sitting nearby.

"Look at how distraught you are...this is it. I'm done taking notes. Thank you very much." A small hand moved the yearbook to the opposite side. Chris looked down before nodding in thanks.

“Then I'll go back first…” Sungjong pushed himself to his feet. Chris walked his friend to the front of the house.

“Oh..and you? How busy will work be? Do I have to go to understand?” The sentence sounded a bit like a command. It made the house owner laugh at the former room chief's prudishness.

"Okay...see you later."

The tall figure walked back into the bedroom. Memories that seem to fade He admits that with his busy work and changing lifestyles, there are times when these stories are hidden in the memories...for a long time, something will remind him of it. Like today, but it's strange...

Every time he thought about it, he remembered every detail with surprising clarity. Maybe it's because that feeling is deeply rooted in my heart.

Chris reached over and dragged a chair from the desk to the closet. before climbing onto the chair A strong hand gripped the closet firmly. The other hand picked up a clear plastic cylindrical box that was on the back of the cabinet. The young man looked at it carefully. Dark rose petals fell to the bottom of the box. Only a petal or two remains attached to the stem.

But as he moved the box slightly, it fell down together with the other petals. At the bottom of the box was a piece of paper that had not decayed with time...just like his feelings.

“If I have another chance...I'll tell you,” the tall man muttered softly to himself.

2nd confession

The school's fence was decorated with bright flashing bulbs. Small dining tables lined the grass. Sharp eyes scanned the area, looking for someone he knew before walking over to join him when he saw Sungjong standing and talking with a group of friends. That looks very familiar.

“Oh, Kris, are you here?” Sungjong greeted as soon as the tall figure walked up to him. The tall man nodded with a smile. Say hello to other friends Then look around the work again. There were many other friends who gathered together to talk. The heart that was once filled with hope shrank again when I looked everywhere and couldn't find that person.

“What are you looking for?” Sungjong asked when he saw Kris' expression. Those sharp eyes kept looking around. He didn't even look at his friends standing together.

“No…Uh Sungjong. Have you been able to contact all your friends?”

“Almost complete...Howon said he was busy and probably wouldn't come, but I couldn't contact Lee Sung Yeol. He's moved places."

Sungjong said regretfully. Even though he's not very close to Sung Yeol. But the reunion party just held was the first in many years. He wanted his roommates to come back and live together for once.

“So?” The little hope that was left was dashed. My heart fluttered with the feeling of wanting to blame myself... Opportunity. Sometimes there's only one time. But at that time, he let it slip by himself. Since he neglected to express his feelings at that time It's appropriate that that feeling still lingers in his heart right now.

“I need to go to the bathroom first,” Chris said before pulling away.

A tall figure walked across the field towards the school building in the distance. A heavy sigh came out, regretting the days he had let them pass. But he probably had no one to blame but his own cowardice. But before walking into the bathroom His eyes first stumbled upon the stairs of the school building. I remembered that his classroom was on the second floor...

I'd like to know how much it will change now.

The music played at the event was soft enough to be heard. Only the sound of footsteps walking up the stairs echoed. A tall figure walked until he stopped in front of the classroom. He looked up at the room name sign before smiling slightly. Slender legs walked into the room. Before his heart skipped a beat in shock when he saw someone's figure sitting at the table by the window.

But in the next second, that heart fluttered with excitement when he saw someone's familiar back... It seems that that person still doesn't know that he isn't in the room alone right now... Chris smiled when he saw the earphone cord plugged into the man's ear. That was probably the reason why the other party didn't realize that anyone had entered the room.

Chris walked in slowly. before standing at the next window That's when the figure flinched and realized that someone had walked in. The round eyes that turned to look at the new arrival flashed. Before he gave you a small smile.

"Mr..."

“Do you still like listening to music?” Chris said when he saw that some of him was still stunned. But the speaker thought of his own greeting sentence. Instead of asking how the other person is doing Are you well? ...It was such an embarrassing greeting.

“Mmm.” Sungyeol nodded. Right now, I'm still shocked...I can't even think of how to say hello back.

“I saw Sungjong said that you changed your address and couldn't contact me. I thought you weren't coming.” Chris mustered up the courage to find as much conversation as possible, even though his heart was shaking right now.

“I happened to meet Howon the other day. He said there was a reunion party at school today so he came. At first I didn't see anyone coming. So I came for a walk and waited... but I don't know how I ended up stopping in the classroom.” ...This was probably the longest sentence since the two of them had known each other...

Kris nodded in acknowledgment...secretly happy that a coincidence led Sungyeol to meet Howon...otherwise Sungyeol wouldn't have come to the reunion today. ...Maybe this was a second chance that heaven had given him.

Sungyeol turned his eyes outside to look at the window. Silence reigned again...

Chris looked at the thin body with soft eyes... It was the first time he had looked at the smooth face up close for such a long time.

And it seemed like his heart was out of control right now. A sharp face leans closer to a thin body. But before his sharp nose touched his cheek...Sungyeol turned his head...the lump beneath his chest throbbed.

When two eyes meet and remain silent...for a long time...

“Shall we go downstairs? Work will probably start by now,” Sungyeol invites, moving to his feet. Kris immediately grabbed the other person's wrist...if he didn't speak to Sungyeol right now. It was as if he had let the opportunity pass by again.

The owner of the hand turned to look at the person holding it with slightly startled eyes.

"I..."

Chris's words were captured by those bright, round eyes. The things I wanted to say came out all stammered. Including the heart that beats irregularly...

“That is…” Kris said softly as he held out something to Sungyeol. Some of them looked down at Chris' hand. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw...

This piece of paper... Sungyeol remembers it well...

Sungyeol turned around and looked at the study table at the back of the room. The owner of the table was seen doing exercises that the teacher had ordered at the end of the hour. A figure walked to the back of the room while holding something, hoping to walk towards that person. But he wasn't even half way through when a mysterious hand reached out and snatched what he was holding.

“What is this, Sungyeol?” Howon asked, opening the notebook-like thing. Sungyeol looked at the things that Howon had taken before glancing at Kris. At that time, a tall figure was already looking at him. But when my eyes met Sungyeol's Chris immediately bent down and continued with the exercise.

“Uh...Friendship. Then please write it for me, Howon. When finished, send it to other friends...send it to all your friends to write on.”

Sungyeol turned around and answered loudly. Until Howon himself didn't understand why the other party had to make such loud noises because he was so close.

"Don't forget...pass it on to every friend in the room."

Sungyeol repeated, glancing at Kris again before walking back to his own table.

As the days passed, Sungyeol kept an eye on who had written him a friendship…but not once had the franchise made it to Kris.

“Has anyone seen my Frenchship book? Who am I with?” Sungyeol asked on the last day of the final exam. Round eyes scanned the room. Before a friend answered,

"I'm with Chris..."

The person mentioned walked back into the room... but because he had to prepare for the next exam. So Sungyeol didn't say anything to Kris. But at least I'm reassured that His friendship book is now in the hands of 'the person he most wanted it to be written by'.

'Mysterious man'...Lee Sung Yeol silently thought of the nickname he secretly called Kris in his heart. But for him, Chris really was like that. Chris talked to every friend in the room except him. Rarely do you hear a sentence. Every time he tried to get closer...Chris tried to move away...he didn't know why.

Maybe Sungyeol couldn't help but think. Does Chris hate him?

After finishing the exam, Sungyeol came out to wait for Kris in front of the room. Until when the exam time was over, I saw Chris walking out carrying a bag.

"Chris"

Some people called out before walking towards the owner of the name.

“Friendship?” Sungyeol asked.

"I'm not finished writing it yet...I'll bring it to you at the graduation ceremony."

“So...graduation day. I'll be waiting for you in the room.”

Kris nodded in response...before receiving a smile from Sungyeol.

After the graduation ceremony was over...Sungyeol was waiting in the classroom like he had said before. My heart pounded every time there were footsteps approaching the room. But my heart flinched every time the sound of those footsteps passed by. Sungyeol picked up his phone before plugging in his headphones to listen to music like always.

Because right now he doesn't want to wait for the sound of passing by. If Chris were to come, he would probably walk up and tell him himself.

A tall figure walked and stopped in front of the classroom. Looking down at the French chip in his hand His hand turned to the last page, which had his handwriting on it. Scribbled letters express the feelings that are kept in your heart. Hesitantly, his hand stroked it back and forth.

Kris walks into the classroom and finds Sung Yeol asleep on the table. The young man smiled slightly when he saw his gentle, full face. Chris moved closer. He slowly placed the friendship book on the adjacent table. A tall figure stood looking at a thin figure who was probably happy in a dream right now. A thick hand slowly reached out and smoothed the cheek gently.

"I like you," Chris muttered softly. The look in his eyes left him with the last word. before turning around and walking back

The sound of something falling on the floor startled Sungyeol. Sungyeol looked down at the ground before seeing his own friendship book dropped. I guess his hand must have brushed against it when he changed position. A small hand reached out and picked it up before looking around the room. To find the person who had put it there... but it was empty.

Sungyeol flips through the pages of Friendship one by one. My heart felt dizzy from time to time. When I opened it until it was almost all gone, I still couldn't see the name of it. The 'mysterious man''s heart sank even more when he saw that the last page of the friendship paper was missing... A slender finger gently rubbed the torn spot... Tears welled up and he couldn't stop himself.

Saying goodbye through letters...has Chris not thought of writing a single word yet? ...The idea that Chris hates him. It flashed even more clearly in my mind...

A hand slowly unfolded the neatly folded sheet of paper. The color of the ink has faded due to the change of time. But the words and feelings in the letters were so clear that the little heart's heart fluttered.

'I like you...Lee Sung Yeol'

Just a few words...but they describe every feeling so profoundly.

“Brought it back a little late...you wouldn't be angry, right?” a soft, deep voice asked. Seeing that some of them were stunned after reading the words on that piece of paper...

Sungyeol shook his head back and forth in answer...now he could barely speak...his happiness was mixed with surprise until he was completely confused. At first he thought it was the person next to him. I hate him even more.

“Then...let's go to the event,” Kris invited...because the atmosphere was becoming so quiet that he was afraid that Sungyeol would be uncomfortable with what he had just said...he prepared. I already have it in mind. I didn't expect Sungyeol to have the same feelings as he confessed... of course, time had passed like this. Kris believes that Sungyeol probably already has someone who takes care of his heart...

Maybe still be the mother of that cute little girl with a big bouquet of roses. He just wanted to fulfill the promise he made to himself... that 'If there is another chance He will tell Sungyeol his feelings...'

“Um.” Sungyeol nodded lightly.

The two of them walked back to the reunion party... everyone was silent... The event is now full of fun activities. Up on stage, Sungjong was currently singing a lullaby to his fellow classmates. The friends also clapped their hands to encourage the former class leader.

After the reunion party ended Some groups of friends gradually returned, while Sungjong and another group of friends invited each other to continue traveling. Sungyeol walked in and talked with Sungjong for a while before walking out in front of the school. in order to wait to call a taxi back to the hotel But not before he waved and called out. A large motorcycle was parked nearby.

“Where are you staying? Do you want me to drop you off?” the motorcycle owner asked.

Sungyeol looked a little hesitant. But in the end he gave in and nodded. before slowly climbing up to sit in the back

“If you're afraid of falling...you can hug my waist.” Chris turned to say when he saw that a thin figure was looking for a place to hold onto. Sungyeol slowly stretched his arms around Kris's waist, loosely wrapping them around. According to the tall man's words

Chris smiled softly. Before twisting the accelerator to get out of the car...in the meantime, he asked about the thin body's place to stay again...asking again several times because Sungyeol's voice seemed to float with the wind. Until some of them had to move closer and whisper in Chris' ear.

Not long after, Kris brought Sung Yeol to the front of a hotel where Sung Yeol was staying...

"Thank you, Chris..."

“It's okay. So when are you coming home?”

“Well, I'll be back tomorrow.” The answer made the listener's eyes darken a little. But he still smiled at Sungyeol.

“So....good luck.”

“Um...you too...bye.” Sungyeol waved his hand before slowly turning around and walking into the hotel...

Chris looked at the figure for a moment before twisting the accelerator and driving off...

Chris threw himself down on the bed before closing his eyes from exhaustion... Even though it ended in disappointment, he himself had to accept it... even though he was deeply disappointed. I can only tell my heart that it's okay. Because at least now the things that have been repressed in his heart for a long time have been released.

Tick ​​tick....

The sound of a message called the tall figure to open his eyes again. His hand reached for a small phone in his pants pocket. Strange numbers make mobile phone owners raise their eyebrows. A slender finger opened the message.

'I also like Mr. Kris........Lee Sung Yeol'

His face was bright with a wide smile. Slender fingers immediately pressed a call to the number that had been sent a message....

' E N D '

After reading it, you might feel strange. Haha.

But we really like this couple. It started from marrying my older sister.

I've been liking this couple for a while.

Actually, this story is Kris (Sung) Yeol. Our second story

Anyway, you can criticize. Thank you.