KAISOO ONESHOTS

INNOCENT

Author: maokun
Description: Young Kyungsoo found himself attracted to the single man living next door. 

Tags: age switch, age gap, rimming and any related things that aren't meant for innocent's mind, perhaps like yours or mine?

Word Count: 7.4k
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“Kyungsoo! Don’t forget to bring out the trash, honey!” the lady with a red apron tied around her waist shouted from the kitchen, hands busy cutting the vegetables into small cubes.

“I’m already late for school, omma! Ask appa to do it,” Kyungsoo yelled back while his small fingers tying his shoelaces hasitely.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, young man,” his mother threatened.

Kyungsoo groaned, ruffling his well-combed black hair with irritation followed with a heavy sigh. The boy knew the consequences if he ever goes against his mother’s will and Kyungsoo was too afraid to take any bold steps. He was a sweet and polite boy with pair of innocent eyes, petite figure, heart-shaped lips and shy personality.

His classmates made fun of his height but Kyungsoo was glad that he has the brain to make himself stood up upon the others and made them knows their limits. Though he felt pity towards the boy sitting at the back of his class, wearing big round glasses, Kyungsoo couldn’t ask for any of those to stop. The bullies would always bully the weakling.

He tighten his backpack straps before picking up the huge transparent plastic bag. Kyungsoo ended up dragging the trash all the way to the front of his house with white picket fences lined up isolating the Do’s house with the others. He wasn't that well built which explained why he always ended sitting at the bleachers as the reserved players whenever there was a friendly match between the classes. But the boy didn't complained. He wasn't even into sport to start with.

Kyungsoo wiped his sweat dripping down his forehead with the back of his hand, baby cheeks blushing crimson red due to the overwork he done to his body. Kyungsoo wasn't used with doing heavy works. He mentally cursed his luck - woke up 15 minutes late, skipping breakfast and made himself smelt like junk. Nothing could ever go right.

The fair boy glanced over his pororo watch around his wrist.

“Oh no! I’m late!” Kyungsoo mumbled with his eyes widen.

He was about to run for his life, pulling his backpack straps securely and head to his school. But when the corner of his eyes caught a sight of a very interesting view, Kyungsoo found himself walking instead of running. His eyes glued to the most good looking man his eyes ever laid on.

Kyungsoo's Adam apple was bobbing, an unusual feeling pooling under his stomach. His heart was beating fast. Never once he found himself attracted to man. Kyungsoo wasn't gay but he wasn't straight either. He was like a lost turtle, discovering his nature at the age of sixteen.  

Though his father kept complaining about him to get a girlfriend, Kyungsoo never felt interested to do so. He spent most of his time stuck in his room while flipping through pages of the history book and doing countless of calculus problems. He didn't complained though because he was really good at it. Most of his classmates always borrowed his homework to copy his answers minutes before the class start.