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art is soft winds & popsicle kisses

Don't be triggered..

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Baekhyun swings his right leg while he sits on his porch swing, his left leg propped up to his chest as he has a notebook place against the front of his thigh, he taps the black pen he was writing with against his forehead softly, as he thinks of what else to write.

Does this make me seem sexual?

No,

Well,

Maybe.

He tears the page of his notebook and throws it on the side of him, causing many other crumbled peices of notebook paper fall on the ground as well.

Cookie lays at the bottom of the steps, his head raises as a peice of paper accidentally hits him on the head. Baekhyun apologizes.

"I just don't know what to do.. I want to make it obvious of how I like him, but not.. too obvious. Ya'know?"

Cookie looks up at Baekhyun, as if saying 'just tell him.'

Baekhyun throws another peice of paper at him.

"All you do is abuse him."

Baekhyun looks up, to see Kyungsoo standing by the gate of his house, two popsicles in his hand as he walks over to Baekhyun sitting next to him on the swing. Baekhyun hurries to hide his notebook page.

Oreo following behind Kyungsoo, Cookie tail wags violently but Oreo walks past him flicking his tail in front of him, as he lays beside Baekhyuns feet. Baekhyun chuckling softly and rubbing Oreo gently on the head.

"What were you writing that made you so upset, that you had to throw a paper at cook?"

"Don't call him that."

"I'll call him whatever I want."

"Why did you come over?" Baekhyun asks him instead, of replying with sassed comment.

Kyungsoo shrugs simply, "I just felt like it." Kyungsoo put the popsicle infront of Baekhyun, "And I had two popsicles left and I thought that I might as well share with you."

Baekhyun looks at the white wrapped packaging and takes it from Kyungsoo's hand's, "Thanks."

"No problem." Kyungsoo starts to swing them on the swing, Baekhyun putting his right leg up. "You can put your legs on my lap, if it'll make you more comfortable."

Baekhyun lifts his legs and places them over Kyungsoo's lap, Kyungsoo laying back relaxed, he opens his own popsicle and slides off the wrapper, a bright red cherry sicle exposed, the frost still showing on the side as Kyungsoo slides it in his mouth.

Baekhyun looks away and opens his own, his being blue and he tries it, and hums softly in content.

Blue raspberry

Baekhyun closes his eyes, the swing rocking at a steady speed and the natrual breeze from the air flowing through his hair softly. Kyungsoo creaks his eyes open enough to take a side glance of Baekhyun, he licks his lips free from the cherry syrup of the popsicle and looks up at the sky.

"Baekhyun."

"Hm," Baekhyun takes his popsicle out his mouth, "Yeah?"

"Ever had your first kiss?"

Baekhyun feels his face flush, "um, no, why?"

"Me either." Kyungsoo licks at his popsicle again. "I was just asking."

Baekhyun holds his popsicle slightly surprised at what Kyungsoo said, he sits back against the swing and starts to eat his popsicle again.

"Is there anyone you ever wanted to have it, with?" He questions this again, seemingly staring at his feet in a space.

Baekhyun sits stuck, not knowing if he should answer yes or no, or not. The dogs have gone off somewhere in the yard, Oreo deciding to break the ice and actually play with Cookie, leaving Kyungsoo and Baekhyun alone on the porch.

There is a moment of silence between the two, not an awkward one, just calming silence. The only thing being heard is the creaking of the swing and the soft whistles of the wind. Yet, there was some sort of tension that neither of them could figure out.

Kyungsoo holds onto the stick of his popsicle, it starting to melt on the side, his lips becoming stained red, Baekhyun catches himself glancing a few times. He knows he shouldn't think that way, but he has an urge to try it out.

But his nerves get the best of him.

What if he pushes away?

I should just wait to write my feelings out,

Yeah just do that,

Nothing to rush,

Just stay calm,

Don't feel,

Or,

Just—

Baekhyun eyes widen, he feels the stickiness from his popsicle run down the side of his hands along with another.

a sweetness like sugar is filled into him like, melted syrup and he almost chokes from being so surprised. Kyungsoo holds on his wrist, the awkward position of his back being reached over to kiss Baekhyun, but he ignores it.

His heart beating at a large speed and he's starting to feel hot, not knowing if he made the wrong decision. His eyes are open meeting the brown ones before him, their lips are crooked and far from perfect.

And a little messy.

But they stay still, neither knowing what to do next.

So Baekhyun wraps his arms around Kyungsoo's neck, the kiss deepening the cherry and the raspberry meeting in the middle to create a beautiful new flavor...

And they kiss,

And they kiss,

Until the sun goes down, the moon comes up.

And Baekhyun wakes up, with a sleeping Kyungsoo rolled over on the side of him, a melted popsicle in his hand and his lips stained cherry red, but Baekhyun only assumes,

it was all a dream.

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—Sorry ; )