Kyungsoo POV
I sat on a bench in the park and waited for Chanyeol. My phone had a low battery, so I didn't wanna use it and waist the power in case I needed it. So I couldn't check the time. I didn't k ow if I were early, or late and I had missed him already. But considering I left the house at ten-something, and I wasn't to meat him until eleven thirty, I would like to think I'm early.
"Kyunggie!" A deep voice cried. I knew only one person who calls me that. I stood turning and facing a tall, blonde, Park Chanyeol. I smiled widely.
"Hey." I said as he approached me.
"Its only ten fourth, why are you here?" He chuckled.
"Why are you here?" I asked him noticing this blush. I took note of how cute it was.
"I was to excited! I wanted to meet you." He jumped. I giggled and rolled my eyes. "Your blushing!" He poked my cheeks.
"Oh my god really?" I acted surprised. "I don't notice!"
"Its cute." He pinched my cheeks. Normally I hate people calling me cute, but with Chanyeol it gave my a bubbly feeling in my stomach. We ended up getting lost in each others eyes.
And as if rehearsed, we both leaned in at the same time. Until our lips meet.
