Epitome of Kaisoo's; {book two}

Mine

A/n: I was run out of topics nowadays and idk why (crying emoji) but there's alot kaisoo interaction this months, no? ;) anways highway sorry for the long update.

"It's going to be mine." Jongin said while his eyes gleamed. "My instincts predicts it so and as such, it is going to be mine. No, it will be mine." He stated with absolute conviction with the aura of a man who was about to obtain victory.

"No, I will be taking it, Jongin!" Chanyeol whined while pouting. "You already hog him twenty-four/seven, so it's only fair for me to have it when I and him do it!"

"I don't 'hog' him, Hyung, as you oh-so eloquently put it." replied Jongin as he cringed in disgust at the use of 'hog'. "How immature. He should have used a better word than 'hog'. Chanyeol really needs to expand his elementary vocabulary." the white haired dancer thought, also thinking he should give Chanyeol a dictionary on his birthday just to spite him.

"-Ngin!" shouted Chanyeol, making Jongin stop his train of thoughts. "Are you even listening?"

Jongin sighed and answered coolly, not even giving a slight hint that he wasn't actually listening, "I am, but as I have said earlier, I am not 'hogging' him, I merely spend more time with him than you do." He sighed once more before continuing, "Besides, he spends time with me out of his own will. I don't force him."

"Though I would if he didn't." thought the giant. "He obviously loves me more than the giant with big ear idiot."

"But still!" The silver hair cried out in desperation. He already loses to Jongdae every single goddamn time(minus the fact that he captured the squishy's heart first, which was counted a big victory), but competing with Jongin was like trying to cheat death, or in short, completely impossible.

But he couldn't lose now, especially when it was this!

He heard the dancing machine sigh again, so he focused on him and pushed his thoughts for another time to freak out about it.

"Chanyeol," Jongin said the silver's haired name in irritation.

Irritation and Jongin together was never a good sign.

"I already tolerate you being near him, someone MINE and MINE only," he said dangerously, but Chanyeol swallowed his fear to continue hearing his teammates words. "But if you continue being so greedy when I am being TOLERANT," his voice dripped with anger as he emphasized 'tolerant'.

"I. Will. Personally. Castrate. You."

Chanyeol shivered in fear and gulped.

But before Jongin could kill Chanyeol with the fear of being castrated (Chanyeol wouldn't bear to lose his manhood, mind you), the squishy, Do Kyungsoo, entered the empty dance pratice room.

"I was looking for the two of you." said Kyungsoo in his usual monotone voice. Feeling the tense atmosphere between the two, he stated, "What is going on here? Just so you both know, I will not tolerate any sort of fighting or arguments here, be it verbal or physical." with a blank face.

"We are doing nothing of the sort, Hyung." said Jongin smoothly in his suave tone, the one that he only uses around Kyungsoo.

"We were fighting about who will get your virginity." stated Chanyeol straightforwardly, secretly glaring at Jongin for making his move on his Kyungsoo.

(Jongin, well, being Jongin, noticed Chanyeol secretly glaring and mentally planned to cut down his time with Kyungsoo. Hurting him physically won't do any good. Besides, he gets more time with Kyungsoo, so it was a win-win plan.)

Kyungsoo's face paled at the mention of his virginity, but it would've gone unnoticed if it weren't for the fact that Jongin has always been good at reading Kyungsoo's (nonexistent) expressions while Chanyeol always knew what Kyungsoo was thinking because he always wanted to please him.

"Pervert." uttered Kyungsio as directed a half-hearted 'you're-ridiculous' stare at Chanyeol.

"Hey, it isn't only me, Kyungie, I swear!" defended the giant frantically. He didn't want the love of his life to think he was a pervert, of all things.

(Though he still kept the handkerchief that Kyungsoo lent him back from the middle of their second year. He never washed it and smelled the vanilla-scented handkerchief before matches, modelling gigs, school and sleeping. Not that he needed to know that.)

"Jongin started it!" he shouted like a child blaming their classmate when they broke a crayon in preschool.

Jongin twitched.

"But you did not relent-"

Before Jongin could finish, Kyungsoo silenced him.

"Please don't ever speak of this topic again." deadpanned Kyungsoo as he walked out of the empty court, regaining his usual calm composure. He ignored the fact that just a few minutes ago, he was looking for them.

Chanyeol stared at his figure that was slowly going out of his sight. The silver haired inwardly sulked at this.

"I will still get it." Jongin said in triumph with a smug grin on his face even though he was partially at fault for scaring Kyungsoo away.

As Kyungsio walked away from the court, he thought that for the next two weeks, he should spend more time with Junmyeon or Xiumin as punishment for even bringing up the topic of who will get "it".

He secretly thanked any otherworldly being out there for the small mercies - not hearing the start of their conversation and only appearing to end it.

There were things he rather let them rot in secrecy and be forgotten forever.