EXO Oneshots

Next to me Pt. 1 (Chansoo)

Kyungsoo POV:

*ping* "Ladies and gentlemen we are beginning our descent and will be arriving at Incheon International Airport in the next 20 minutes. Please return to your seats, fasten your seatbelts, and thank you for flying with us today."

We're home. Another tour has come to an end and we are finally home. As our plane begins its descent, the handsome giant sitting next to me starts fidgeting once again in his seat.

"For Gods sake Chanyeol, calm down. What's gotten into you?" My annoyance obvious in my tone.

"I'm starving 'Soo-ah!!" He whines. "If I don't eat soon I think I might actually die!"

I scoff and roll my eyes. "Stop being so dramatic. You had a meal two hours ago and you'll have another meal within the hour. The only way you'll die is if I kill you myself."

"First of all, airplane food does NOT count as any type of meal. Second, you know it will actually be closer to two hours before we are able to eat again. And third, you won't kill me because deep down you love me and you know it."

I snort and shake my head, turning away from him and fighting the blush that wants to appear on my face from his last comment. The truth is that I am very aware of how much I love him, I'm just incredibly good at hiding my feelings and emotions.

I secretly look at him from the corner of my eye and slowly scan his features. His thick and wavy black hair is attractively messy. His chocolate brown eyes, slightly obscured behind his glasses, are usually full of mischief but right now look exhausted and antsy, and his plump lips are set in a pout as he quietly mumbles to himself.

Sigh. Why does he have to be so damn cute?!

My eyes leisurely travel down from his face and I take in the rest of him. I feel my heartbeat quicken and my body temperature rise as my eyes devour him. I am once again stunned at the changes he has made to his body. His once thin frame has become muscular and sculpted. The tight black shirt he is wearing shows off his perfectly chiseled chest, abs and arms, and it takes everything in me to not touch him.

I can feel the heat radiating off my face and my breathing has become a bit labored.

Chanyeol must have noticed because he turns to look at me and his expression turns to one of concern.

"Are you okay 'Soo-ah? You look like you're going to be sick." His hand quickly goes to my forehead to see if I have a fever before he slides it down to cup my cheek. His thumb gently caresses my face and I unconsciously lean into his touch. The look on his face softens as I allow him to continue touching me.

Our eyes are locked on each other and I try not to read to much into the tender and loving look that I see. I'm too afraid to get my hopes up and make a wrong move that then ruins what we have.

"I'm fine." I eventually say as I break eye contact and gently push his hand away. I can tell he doesn't completely believe me and is still concerned but he lets the matter drop.

We sit in silence for the rest of the descent and I notice Chanyeol glancing at me every couple of minutes, checking to make sure I'm okay. I secretly smile to myself, his protective nature is one of the things I love most about him.

Our plane finally lands and we quickly make our way off. Like always, Chanyeol stays next to me. Sticking to me like glue to help guide me through the hundreds of people, both fans and press, who have come to see us.

It's one of the worst parts about being an idol. There are always so many people, and I don't handle being in crowds very well, which is one of the reasons why Chanyeol always sticks so close to me.