smile ⇸ dks. x pcy.

three

the next evening, kyungsoo sits at his quiet dining table, tea steeping in front of him.

he frowns, noticing that he didn't put enough salt in his stir fry.

his eyebrows furrowed, lips pressed together, thinking of whether it was worth it to get more salt.

soon, melodic laughter filled his home, and he forgot about his worries.

kyungsoo knows something is wrong. the laugh isn't as meaningful as it once was.

and kyungsoo only wishes that he were broken enough to smile like chanyeol did.

an;
thoughts so far?