What Is Love? | exo

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Jongin realised the next morning that Chanyeol and Baekhyun seemed to be talking, joking, laughing—everything they used to. Obviously he could tell that the two were happy like usual, and Jongin was happy for them. The atmosphere of the house had brightened up.

The only thing that bugged him now, well it never changed, was that Jongin still doesn't have that connection with kyungsoo. He knew the reason why of course: they weren't close enough yet. But if they were Jongin was pretty sure he would be able to make Kyungsoo laugh the way Chanyeol and Bakehyun made each other laugh.

He had heard from Chanyeol a couple of times that kyungsoo didn't always look like he was happy, nor does he laugh a lot, but ever since he told Jongin, Jongin made a deal with himself that he would definitely make Kyungsoo laugh. Making him smile would be the most beautiful thing on earth.

It's not like Jongin hadn't seem him laugh or smile, because he has and it was indeed too beautiful for this world. It was a Time when he was sitting outside the art school, watching the smaller walk to the entrance, and he noticed the boy was lip syncing. (Unless he was actually singing, but Jongin was too far away to hear) Jongin watched Kyungsoo smile with his eyes closed and mouth the words to a song he was listening to through his ear phones. And not forgetting about the time Kyungsoo had dragged him into his own house to give Jongin a cup of coffee. Jongin felt like he could melt faster by watching Kyungsoo smiling, than a boiling beverage burning his skin. (Oooh bOii that alliteration. Don't even know if it makes sense but I'll roll with it)

Thinking of Kyungsoo, Jongin unlocked his phone and went straight to his messages between him and Kyungsoo. Jongin wanted to tell him already. Tell him 'it's Jongin, or Kai whichever you prefer.'
But it worried Jongin that Kyungsoo would leave him and probably never speak again. Not that Kyungsoo would be disgusted ect that it was Jongin because he knew well enough that the older wasn't like that. He hoped anyway. He worried that they wouldn't have anything to talk about, to text about over messages and Kyungsoo wouldn't be bothered anymore on who he was and eventually stop talking to him.

'He would probably never do that' he told himself ever so often. 'But I guess I'm just overreacting'

'I'm just going to stick with giving him hints...'

'But I can't always wait for him to talk to me first...'

'He probably doesn't even want to talk to me..'

'He's might have deleted my contact already...'

The thoughts lowered Jongins mood slightly so before it got lower, he typed in a message, hoping the boy would reply and bring it back up.

[22]>
Jongin sat in his room waiting for a reply. It didn't take long for him to get one.

<[what?]

[im 22]>

'Wow Jongin because he really wanted to know that. Great hint.'

[not that you care or anything..]>

<[oh right. I'm 23]

'Yeah I know but I don't want to say so and sound like some kind of stalker'

[cool]>

'Wow I sound like a loser'

<[can I ask you question now?]