Can't Help Falling in Love // laysoo

Part 3

"Dude, he was literally serenading you! Don't think I didn't notice the whole eye contact thing going on between you two. Wow... if Lay did that to me I'd get a legit nosebleed." Baekhyun rambled, waving his hands about as fans started to get up and leave at the end of the concert. 

Kyungsoo sighed, exasperated. "Baek, come on, let's go." He was confused when his friend suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Nuh-uh. After what I just saw, I think you two need to be acquainted." He then proceeded to tug a perturbed Kyungsoo to the stage. "A conversation or two won't hurt!"

Kyungsoo blinked, and got a hold of the current situation. He wrested his arm from his friend's hold. "Hell no! Byun Baekhyun, you are not going to make me talk to--"

"Baekhyun! Didn't know you were still here, I thought you left!"

Surprised, Kyungsoo turned around and was met with the most beautiful being he'd ever laid eyes on.

"Hey Yixing," Baekhyun said smoothly, giving Kyungsoo a smug look. "That was an amazing concert. My friend here really enjoyed it, too."

Kyungsoo really wanted to murder his friend right then and there.

Sadly, homicide was illegal in Korea. So, Kyungsoo straightened up and chose the next option. He stuck out his hand. "Hello Yixing, I'm Kyungsoo."

He could hear fucking Byun Baekhyun chortling in the background.

Christ, he really wanted to strangle the man.

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"Nice to meet you, Kyungsoo! Is it your first time here?" Yixing shook his hand and sent him a soft smile. Kyungsoo really wanted to poke his dimple.

"Uh, yeah. Baekhyun dragged me here." Oops, that sounded like he didn't want to be here at all. Kyungsoo rushed to add on to his last thought. "I didn't know who you were at first, you see, I'm mostly a classical music person. Bach, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, all that jazz. So I wasn't really interested in going to see you but then I got here and you really surprised me, like, wow you're really talented."

Fuck. Words never flooded out of his mouth like that. Was he seriously being flustered? Kyungsoo wanted to slap himself in the face. He could see his friend trying to hide a snort.

Yixing calmly said something but Kyungsoo was too embarrassed to hear him.

"Kyungsoo?"

Shit. His face was probably tomato red by now. Baekhyun would never stop teasing him about this later.

"Sorry?"

Yixing chuckled. Even his laughs sounded cute. "A new addition to the fandom, I see! Well, I'm glad that you've liked my performance. I love all of my fans."

Did he really just say that? Kyungsoo shyly lifted his gaze, locking eyes with the star. Yixing flashed him a perfect grin. God, could he get any cuter? Kyungsoo wanted to hug him to death.

"Well, I'm sure your fans all love you too."

Fucking hell. This was lowkey flirting; Do Kyungsoo did not flirt. Who was he becoming? Baekhyun must be wearing off on him. Kyungsoo dropped his eyes- he wanted to go and die. There must be steam rising from his head, if his face was feeling this hot.

~~~

He could hear Yixing giggling, and felt a hand pat his head. Oh my God, did Zhang fucking Yixing pat his fucking head? Kyungsoo could crawl into a hole and die of embarrassment.

A minute later, Baekhyun harshly shook his shoulder. "Kyungsoo-yah, it's not any fun at all being a third wheel." Kyungsoo shrugged his hand off and pulled his hood over his eyes. He could hear Baekhyun walking away to converse with Yixing behind him.

"Lay, mind giving Kyungsoo here your number?" Oh, fuck him. He really wanted to whoop Byun fucking Baekhyun's ass all the way to California. Baek could really say anything he wanted and not make it sound awkward at all. Kyungsoo, on the other hand...

"Yah Baekhyun! Stop thinking that you know what I want!" Kyungsoo was surprised by his own outburst, and cowered in embarrassment. He really couldn't control his own mouth. He really was becoming a second Baek. This was terrifying.

Baekhyun snickered. "Well then, Soo, I'd like for you to prove me wrong. And, learn to respect your elders."

Kyungsoo peeked out from underneath his hood, and found Yixing looking at him expectantly. "I wouldn't mind giving you my number, even if you just want to chat sometimes," he said politely. Oh god, he's a fucking gentleman.

"Yeah, sure! Um, of course. Please." Kyungsoo didn't think his face could get any redder. He could see Baekhyun as he punched the air victoriously behind Yixing, as he handed him his phone.

Fucking Zhang Yixing was touching his fucking phone. If someone told Kyungsoo that he'd be head over heels over someone he'd just met, a celebrity, he'd say that they'd be lying.

The moment was over way too quickly. Before Kyungsoo had a chance to calm himself, Yixing passed him back his phone. Their fingers grazed over each other, and that's when Kyungsoo noted that his own palms were sweaty as hell. Awkward.

"Well, Kyungsoo, I hope to hear from you soon! Sadly, I have to go, I've got a tight schedule." Yixing gave him a dimpled smile, and winked. "Au revoir, you two!" As the man walked away Kyungsoo couldn't help but admire his lean figure. Sure, he wasn't extremely buff, but he did aspire to have a body like Lay's someday. Not that he'd ever become as equally perfect as the man.