But, Jongin started to fidget, "You don't have to answer now, I mean, class might start soon, so I'll erase it and then, um, yeah, we can just talk after and I can-"
"Jongin." Kyungsoo said, slowly lifting his head up. He craned his neck to angle himself to Jongin, who was scuffing his shoes on the ground and fiddling with the hem of his uniform. Deeply breathing, Kyungsoo dipped his head and planted a kiss on Jongin's burning cheek.
Somewhat embarrassed, Kyungsoo started shuffle away but was pulled closer when Jongin took his hand, pressing it flat against his and cupping them together, both of their cheeks aching from smiles.
"You always have the best answers.