What Is Love? | exo

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**IM SO SORRY! ;-; I'm sorry that I haven't done any updating in a while it's just because my iPad literally hates me (which is what I normally write the stories on) so yeah it's been really difficult to upload (you don't even understand // the struggles). But luckily I have watt pad on my phone too ;) YAS well enjoy! I've gave you a longer chapter this time .... I think anyway**

Jongin came out from his room and stretched. He looked across and saw a body shape covered with a blanket.

'IS THAT A DEAD BODY?!'

'Oh... It's just Chanyeol'

Jongin didn't really think that Chanyeol would actually go through with sleeping on the sofa. He looked at  the oversized boy curled up on the sofa that managed to make the furniture look small. Jongin tried to think about what Chanyeol might have thought when he said those things and whether he actually forgave him or not. He would accept it if he didn't forgive him... Jongin knew he should t have said it.

Maybe to help show, that he really didn't mean to, he had an idea.

'Breakfast in bed?'

Well he wasn't really in his bed.

'Breakfasting blankets on a sofa?' More accurate but doesn't sound as catchy. 'Oh well'

Jongin knew he wasn't good at cooking. At all. But he could try. At least it showed that Jongin cared. Let's go with that.

To begin with Jongin didn't know what to make. Something simple? Something fancy? Or should we just go straight to Chanyeols favourite breakfast?

Chans favourite was simple-ish so that's a bonus for Jongin. 'Yeah I'll go with that'

Jongin began making breakfast, which he hasn't done in a long while, and couldn't wait for Chanyeol to try it.

•••

"Lay, you're not making those cakes again are you?" Zitao questioned.

"No of course not" Yixing answered, smiling " it's a different type of cake."

"Are you're taking the next door ... Again? "

"Maybe. You're welcome to come too since you seemed like you made another Friend." Yixing raised his eyebrows.

"H-huh?"

"You know..... Kris" Yixing winked.

"He's hardly my friend he hates me " zitao slumped down onto a chair that he pulled out from The dinning table. He pouted; it really did feel like Kris loathed him.

"You never know"

"I never know what?"

"Doesn't matter"

"Why does he hate everybody? I really wanna know but he doesn't want to become close with me let alone anyone. Apart from maybe Suho.... Gah"

Yixing didn't know what he started—he didn't expect Zitao to have a mini debate with himself.

"Come with me again and everytime I go because then maybe he might get used to you and realise how sweet you are."

Zitao smiled sweetly at the compliment he got. "Wait, and every time you go? How many times are you planning to go gege?"

When Yixing heard Tao say 'gege', he felt a rush of happiness and even sadness. It reminded him of his home country a family which had left behind for this art school. He guessed it was the same as Zitao. Yixing new Luhan before he came to Korea, but they weren't as close as they were now. They travelled over here together so neither of them were not alone and ended up living together. Yixing was so glad he had someone he knew while he was in this country otherwise he would be stuck and so awfully lonely. He was thankful.