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71 - SESOO: Forelsket

Title: Forelsket
Pairing: Sehun/Kyungsoo
Side Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Drama
Word Count: 7k

Warnings: Broken KaiSoo (and HunHan) and Implied KaiStal, Corny jokes ahead

Summary: Sehun thought he could willingly donate Baekhyun's pikachu plushie if ever Kyungsoo wanted. He'll just have to steal it first.

Note: STRICTLY DO NOT READ if you're a loyal KaiSoo shipper. This is all SESOO and all about SeSoo so if you don't want this, you can freely leave. Oh, and this is a side story of The Hug Syndrome and Dating The Baekhyun! Enjoy reading!

*

Perfect. He's got a nice view of the apple of his eye.

Sehun observed as those plump lips were pressed into a thin line. He scrunched his forehead, slightly worried, and tilted his head like a cat, chin over his hand while he continued staring at the male just from a far.

Kyungsoo looked so sad. Again.

Sehun just watched for another couple of seconds, the doe-eyed boy whose mouth was crooked into a cute frown. His eyes were not as shiny and bright like yesterday though, when Sehun had looked at him through the side mirror of the van. His face, too, was kind of pale, as if he haven't had a good sleep last night.

Sehun wondered at the back of his mind if Kyungsoo needed another teddy bear or stuffed toy to sleep with. He could willingly donate Baekhyun's pikachu plushie if ever Kyungsoo wanted. He'll just have to steal it first.

"Just ask him out already."

Sehun looked up, and raised an eyebrow.

"It was just an honest suggestion," Chanyeol muttered, sitting beside Sehun. His arms were all sweaty and sticky, making Sehun cringe and back away. The taller grinned and drank his water.

"If stares could only kill then Kyungsoo's already dead by now."

Sehun blushed. "I am not staring at him, okay. I am staring at--"

"Yeah, don't even try to deny it."

Sehun stopped, searching for someone to look at. Left to right, left to right, around the room. His sight suddenly landed at Jongin who was on the other side of the practice room, eyes and hands glued at his phone.

"Oh, look! Jongin's got a new phone. You think it's the new iphone 7?"

Then he turned back, looking at Kyungsoo curiously.

"I wonder if he bought it himself. Maybe a fan gave it to him?"

Then back at Jongin.

"Hey, were you even listening to me?"

Sehun looked away.

So Kyungsoo's been staring at him for the whole time.

The younger sighed and frowned instead, letting out a frustrated groan. He shoved his head against Chanyeol's shoulder, whimpering like a puppy and kicking his feet angrily.

"Am I not handsome, Chanyeol-hyung?"

"What's with the sudden question?"

"Do you think I should grow taller? Even taller than you?"

"I don't think that's necessary," Chanyeol replied. He patted Sehun's head lovingly like a good hyung that he was. "You're fine just the way you are, you know. You're perfect."

Sehun slumped his shoulders lower as if Chanyeol didn't help at the very least.

"Too bad Kyungsoo is too blind to see that," he mumbled.

"And too bad Jongin is his first and only love."

"I know... This is why I should evaluate my EXO hyung crush list and finally cross out Kyungsoo from it."

Chanyeol doubted that. He knew Sehun liked the singer very much, just like how he liked warm blankets at night and Vivi's soft white fur. Besides, the list which Sehun was talking about was all Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo, and Kyungsoo.

"I can do that," Sehun convinced himself. "I can definitely do that."

"Oh really. Then who are you going to replace Kyungsoo with?" Chanyeol asked.

Again, Sehun sighed in resignation as he massaged his temples. "Anyone."

"Like?"

"Like Baekhyun."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, Baekhyun. He would be my new crush."

Chanyeol snickered to himself, noting how Sehun's lips puckered adorably. Sometimes though, he wondered if Sehun had multiple personalities because he could be likewise cute, sarcastic, childish, sexy and austere at any particular moment.

Right now, he was in between the childish and austere mood.

"You can't have a crush on him, okay, you just can't. We're practically married and you, Sehun, is our gay son so it is not possib--"

"I can't have dumb parents."

Chanyeol shut his mouth after that.

"And Baekhyun didn't even have a uterus to begin with."

Chanyeol cluck his tongue, and shook his head to himself. He patted the other male's shoulder as he stared at his eyes.

"You know, this is why Kyungsoo won't notice you, Sehun. You hang out too much with Suho-hyung."

"And that means?"

"You have a terrible sense of humor."

It's as if something has triggered unto Sehun, making him snap for a moment. Chanyeol just said he had a terrible sense of humor, which meant he was not funny, which meant he was lame. He slowly turned to Chanyeol, face blank and emotionless.

"Can you, can you repeat what you just said?""

Chanyeol lifted an eyebrow at him. "Woah, are you seriously mad right now?"

"So what you are trying to say is, I am humorless."

"Yeah, exactly."

"So you, Chanyeol, is judging my personal choice of comedy," Sehun said. "I thought you are my friend here."

"Look, have you seen how Kyungsoo laughed with Jongin? It was like, he was gonna pop his big eyeballs as he laughed so hard. Jongin is a really funny guy. I swear," Chanyeol added, just half to tease Sehun and half to tell the truth. "Kyungsoo likes funny people, you know. Just look how he likes me and Baekhyun."

"Oh really."

"I am seriously telling the truth! He laughs so much at our jokes. You should've seen the look on his face when Baekhyun told him the monkey and the banana joke. His face just died out of laughter."

Sehun knew that was a complete lie. Kyungsoo didn't even like Baekhyun, nor Chanyeol, nor the both of them in general. Those two crazy people were Kyungsoo's most unfavorite human in the world. Sehun was sure Kyungsoo could write a lovely poem about how ugly Baekhyun's nose was and how terrible Chanyeol's dancing had been.

And Sehun, on the contrary, he is Kyungsoo's most favorite person in the world. Sehun was definitely sure about that thing. Though Kyungsoo might not like him as much as he liked Jongin, he knew that the doe-eyed male had taken a liking to him ever since predebut days. Kyungsoo had always been there by his side, taking care of him when he was sick, and cooking pasta for him whenever he was hungry.

So maybe that was the reason why he had these feelings in the first place.

"Kyungsoo.... He is the apple of my eye," Sehun said firmly. "I think I can't just give up on him that easy."

"Right! That's the spirit!" Chanyeol cheered. "You can't just unlike him. You should just keep on liking him until he likes you back. You should definitely win his heart."

"Did you just give me a love advice?"

"I think you could use some since I am an expert on that field," Chanyeol said as he winked with an open mouth. Wait, was that even a wink?

"Remember when you helped me out with Baekhyun when I had the Hug Syndrome?" Chanyeol asked.

"Oh, that," Sehun replied. He suddenly felt guilt that was uncalled for.

"Yes! And I just realized right now that I should return you the favor."

Sehun didn't know why he was friends with Chanyeol. But nonetheless, he turned to the other male as he looked at him with pure longing..

"Hyung, can you..."

"What is it?"

"You said Kyungsoo likes funny people, right?"

"Yeah," Chanyeol wiggled his eyebrows as he smiled. "It might not look like it but I know he has a soft spot for people with good sense of humor."

"If that's the case then," Sehun cleared his throat, "will you teach me how be funny?"

The knowing glint in Chanyeol's eyes and the toothy grin on his mouth made Sehun suddenly regret what he just said.

It's too late, though.

"Of course, Sehun. It's my honor."

*

"So what are we going to do?"

"All we need to do is to fix some of your facial expressions," Chanyeol said as he stretched out his index finger like he was counting numbers, "and then next, we need to fix the way you smile and laugh."

Sehun nodded.

"Lastly, we need to relearn some hilarious jokes that can sweep Kyungsoo off his feet. Maybe we should also ask Baekhyun for a post-counseling activity."

"And what is that for?"

Chanyeol did that wink again. "You know what the famous quotation says?"

"No. What does it say?"

"Laughter is the best way to a man's heart."

"I think it was Laughter is the best medicine," Sehun said in a doubtful tone. "And The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

Chanyeol looked not so very pleased about it as he threw Sehun a cold look.

"Hey, just wanna remind you that I am the teacher here. And besides, I can't cook that well and I hate medicine." He grimaced. "It's too bitter!"

"Oh god," Sehun rolled his eyes. His whole face screamed regret and a little bit of constipation. "Why am I even here."

"Seems like you're ready to learn now. Okay, let's start!"

In pure excitement, Chanyeol went to a drawer, got a handy mirror (which was pink in color) and thrust it just in front of Sehun's face that the younger had to back away. He just saw his ugly pimple and he thought that life really sucked.

"Here, hold this and try to smile at yourself as wide as you can," Chanyeol muttered, wearing that comical grin as though he was a descendant of Joker, "like this."

"There's no way I'm letting myself look like an idiot like that."

"Come on. In this way, you can practice your muscles on your cheeks, so that when you laugh, it would come out all natural," Chanyeol explained. He pushed the mirror closer to Sehun's nose. "Come on, Sehun! Smiiiileee likeee meee! SMILE!"

"Y-you're creepy," Sehun said, and there was a slightest fear in his eyes as he tore his gaze away. Chanyeol looked like a serial killer with elfish ears who liked to take revenge for his pet goldfish who died fifteen years ago, "That's not how you smile! That's totally scary!"

Crossing his arms, Chanyeol raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah? Then how do you do it?"

Sehun cleared his throat. "Well..."

"Remember, just relax your face."

"I know, okay? Just give me some time."

"Just do it."

"Okay, here it goes."

Sehun smiled.

As well as his beautiful eyes.

Just like a handsome and cool school's heartthrob.

Pink cherry blossom petals started falling on the background, together with some upbeat opening music of a high-school themed anime.

Chanyeol could practically hear the angel sing, and he could almost had his jaw drop except for--

"No, not like that. That's not super funny at all."

Sehun stopped smiling, and frowned instead.

"Watch me. This is how you do it."

Chanyeol wiggled his eyebrows.

And beamed like a cheeky toothpaste commercial model.

With all his white shiny teeth.

And with his wide ogling eyes.

And with his enlarged shreky-nose.

And with his big elfish ears.

Like a lame clown with no make up or that white thing they put on their faces to look ridiculous.

"Tada!"

Sehun's elbow just dropped off the coffee table.

"I'm funny, right!? Hahahaha!"

Sehun choked a little, and a tiny laugh escaped his lips. He covered his mouth as he giggled a bit, until he was crouching on the floor as he break into a nice fit of laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Hahahahaha! I'm funny!"

"No, you're not! You're ugly!"

"I'm fugly! I mean, funny! Not ugly!"

Chanyeol joined him, laughing like there was no tomorrow. They laid on the ground together, literally rolling on the floor. Sehun had his hand on his stomach as he kept guffawing while Chanyeol was kneeling, slapping Sehun's thigh as his eyes went involuntary twitching.

They were laughing so hard they didn't notice the soft knock on the door and the approaching footsteps inside the room. Sehun only stopped laughing when he saw a familiar toe poking his cheek, making him raise his head.

Chanyeol kicked his butt.

"Uhm, hi Kyungsoo," Chanyeol greeted awkwardly, "What brings you here?"

Kyungsoo's eyes travelled around the room, seeing Sehun lying sweaty and red on the floor.

"I heard weird noises so I came in to check," Kyungsoo said, and Sehun didn't blush at that, nope, "It was just you two laughing. Is there something going on?"

"Nothing much," Chanyeol replied. "Sehun's just heard my new joke and he's not completely over it yet. Right, Sehun?"

Sehun looked away, "No, it's not, I'm just--"

Kyungsoo smiled warmly.

"Oh, it's good to see you so happy and laughing like that, Sehun. Lately, you looked so down and all and I'm kind of worried. But seems like you're okay now, I guess."

Sehun's heart just did a little backflip. Kyungsoo said he was worried about him, which was kind of nice. He didn't know Kyungsoo noticed that he was sad, because that was his job.

Chanyeol kicked his butt again, telling him to say something close to a reply because all he was doing was staring at Kyungsoo like a lovestruck teenager.

"Oh! Uhm, thank you... I'm just probably a little tired that time," Sehun chuckled in a forced way, "thanks for worrying, though."

Kyungsoo grinned, "Hey, have you eaten yet?"

"Uhm. Not yet..."

"Great, let's have some lunch first. I cooked pasta."

Chanyeol shot him a meaningful stare. "I think Baekhyun's calling me."

"So?" Kyungsoo muttered as he waited for Sehun to stand when Chanyeol disappeared, leaving him and the younger alone. Sehun was just staring at him the whole time. "Is there something wrong with my face?"

"Huh?" Sehun snapped. He looked away as he rubbed his nape. "Uh, no. You look handsome. I mean, there is nothing wrong with your face ever since I met you."

Kyyngsoo laughed heartily at that, and Sehun's heart did a double backflip. He needed to hold his chest in the process.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm really hungry now, Kyungsoo-hyung."

"Let's just eat. Come on."

Sehun slept that night with a big wide toothy grin on his face as he thought about Kyungsoo's heart shaped smile and his SOOthing voice echoing in his ears.

That was a pun, his mind said, but he didn't care though, because he thought Chanyeol after all can be of great help.

He didn't realize he just perfected in his sleep that look Chanyeol was teaching him.

*

"Just spill it out."

Baekhyun was practically holding his laughter as he inched closer to the huddle. He was laughing in the inside, like he couldn't wait bursting out. Slightly disinterested because he didn't know why he was even here again, Sehun just leaned in to listen.

"Come on, say it! I think that's pretty hilarious," Chanyeol cheered his boyfriend. "Sehun here is very eager to listen."

"Whatever."

"Okay, so here it goes," Baekhyun muttered, grinning and excited, "What does an elf learn in school?"

"What is it? What is it?" Chanyeol asked impatiently.

Sehun quirked an eyebrow boredly. "An elf? How is an elf even related to school? It doesn't make any sense."

"It's a joke, Sehun," Chanyeol commented.

"Right. So what is it?"

Baekhyun stopped for a dramatic pause, before he blurted out:

"Elf-abet!"

Sehun just stared.

"Elfebet!!! Get it? Huh?"

"ELF-abet! Haha! That's a good one!" Chanyeol screamed on top of his lungs as he laughed endlessly, slapping Baekhyun's arm while the two males went crazy bursting out into laughter.

Okay. Elefebet. Great.

The thing was, Sehun didn't find it funny at the very least. He didn't know why. Was that joke not hilarious at all?

"Haha! Elfebet, oh my god, I didn't think about that!"

"Me neither!"

Or was it because of his so called "terrible sense of humor" that he didn't laugh a single bit? If that was the case, then he must really have a problem. A very serious problem.

"Hey Sehun," Chanyeol called him, elbowing his side as he shot him a worried glance. "Why aren't you joining us?"

"Huh? Oh, uh." Sehun rubbed his arm and looked away, clearing his throat. He forced a smile. "Yeah. uh, elfebet. Ha-ha. Sounds funny. Haha."

"You looked constipated," Baekhyun said.

"Maybe the joke wasn't that funny for him at all," Chanyeol said, making Baekhyun frown. "It's all right. You can do better."

"I tried, though." Baekhyun shrugged. "Your turn."

Chanyeol grinned like a kid who just got his new toy truck. "Okay, so here's my joke. What did the tree say to autumn?"

"What?"

"Hey autumn," Chanyeol mimicked in all seriousness, "leaf me alone."

Silence.

"Get it? Leaf me alone?"

"Haha! That was funny, Chanyeol!"

Nope, it was not.

Sehun was not completely amused about this dumb stuff. He wished he was just in his comfy bed, playing with his phone, or better yet in bed with Kyungsoo, as they shared a pair of earphones, listening to Tell Me What is Love.

Kyungsoo would lean in close to his chest and sleep on top of it like he belonged there forever. He would snuggle very close to him, telling him softly that he was his very precious dongsaeng in the world, not Jongin. They would stay like that for a couple of minutes, relishing each other's body warmth. Kyungsoo would tell him he smelled nice like vanilla, unlike Jongin who smelled like musk perfume.

Ahh, that would be totally sweet. And romantic.

"Sehun, did you just moan?"

Sehun blinked. "W-what?"

"You're literally moaning right now, oh my god," Baekhyun said, eyeing Sehun judgmentally.

A blush made its way into Sehun's cheeks as he shook his head. "No! I wasn't moaning, okay? Can you just, can you two please get out of here? Damn it."

"How can we leave? This is like, the living room," Chanyeol retorted.

"Yeah. It's not like you own this place or something," Baekhyun added, folding his arms over his chest. "Such a brat."

"You didn't even share a joke with us," Chanyeol said in a disappointed tone of his voice. "How are you gonna win Kyungsoo's heart if you have this cranky attitude of yours?"

"I'm supposed to tell you a chemistry joke," Sehun said in a poker face, "But I know you two wouldn't have a reaction."

A pause.

Sehun waited.

"See, no reaction at all. So dumb."

Chanyeol scrunched his forehead in utter confusion. "Wait, did you just tell us a joke right now."

"Yeah," Sehun said.

"That was a pun," Baekhyun mumbled with a pout on his lips. "And I don't get it."

"Neither do I!" Chanyeol followed, clapping like a seal. "Haha!"

Sehun was about to say something more, when he got a glimpse of a walking Kyungsoo towards the living room to where the three of them were together right now. He had a white towel on top of his messy wet hair, proving he had just came out of the shower.

Sehun gulped.

"Hey, guys," Kyungsoo greeted with his usual nonchalant face in front of Chanyeol and Baekhyun. "The shower's free."

Chanyeol flashed a big smirk.

"Baekhyun, you know what that means?" Chanyeol asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively that had Sehun mentally slapping his forehead. "Playtime."

"Yeah. I have my toys with me."

Kyungsoo cringed. Disgusting.

"Let's do this!" Chanyeol said as he pulled Baekhyun beside him. He looked at Sehun who looked like he was going to puke, then at Kyungsoo, as if he were asking permission. "We're just gonna take a bath, okay?"

"Do what ever you want."

"Rubber duckies and toy boats!" Chanyeol said.

"And strawberry shower gel, of course!" Baekhyun added with a cheesy wink. "Bye, guys!"

Chanyeol shot him a knowing stare, as he did that hand to eye gesture 'I'm-watching-you-so-just-man-up-look'. Sehun just rolled his eyes.

"I'm not friends with them," he muttered when Kyungsoo sat beside him. He thought that could be a nice opening for a conversation.

"Neither am I," Kyungsoo answered  back as he chuckled.

"Yeah."

Silence.

Jongin suddenly passed by in front of them, phone pressed on his right ear. Both their eyes watched as Jongin tripped on a sock, but he managed to still talk on his phone.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Joong-ah. I've already eaten. How about you?"

Another silence.

That was awkward.

Sehun followed Kyungsoo's eyes following Jongin's disappearing back. He didn't miss that slight hurt evident in his gaze as he looked away sadly from a far. He also didn't miss Kyungsoo's clenched fist on top of his lap.

Sehun felt his heart suddenly throb.

"Kyungsoo."

Kyungsoo looked at him. "Hm?"

Sehun didn't have any grudge against Jongin. No. The both of them were really close friends, there was no doubt about that. He also had no problem about him dealing with his own personal life. It was just that, well, if it had something to do with Kyungsoo, then he didn't think he could just watch seeing Kyungsoo hurting.

"You still like him?"

Kyungsoo was caught off guard. "What?"

Sehun averted his eyes. He already knew the answer.

"Well, I'm just, you know, asking if you still like Jongin..."

Kyungsoo chuckled lightly. "Why do you ask all of a sudden?"

"I see the way you look at him. I mean-- I've always seen the way you look at him," Sehun said softly. "He's not gonna like you back, though. He's already got someone."

"I know. But that's okay," Kyungsoo said. He looked up to the ceiling as though he could find answers there. "Liking someone doesn't need to be always mutual. Sometimes, it's just you who is happy seeing him happy... even if he doesn't know he's the reason for it."

Kyungsoo turned to Sehun, and Sehun felt a lot more broken.

"How about you?" Kyungsoo asked all of a sudden, an innocent question. "Do you have someone you like?"

Yes, and he's right in front of me. We're the same, though. We like someone that doesn't like us back. The only difference is that, he has me who likes him.

And I have no one.

"I guess there is someone."

Kyungsoo looked surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah, but he doesn't like me the way I like him," Sehun said. "Too bad I have a terrible sense of humor."

"If you're listening to Chanyeol then you may probably think of that. But no, that's not true," Kyungsoo said, and Sehun listened intently.

"I mean, you're not terrible. You're actually funny in your own way, Sehun. When you become playful with the guys and hit them, or you do mistakes that are not really intended, or you just simply mispronounce a word, you're so funny," he laughed. "and that's kind of cute."

The tip of Sehun's ears were turning red now, and he was blushing so hard like a tomato as he stared down at the floor. He felt like he was going to explode into pieces while puking pixie dusts. Kyungsoo said that he was not terrible. He said he was funny. And more importantly, he said he was cute.

"I'm telling the truth, okay?" Kyungsoo said. "No need to feel sad about what Chanyeol told you. And for the record, I'm not making things up. This is for real."

"I know," Sehun muttered, and he was now looking at Kyungsoo as he flashed him a genuine bright smile. "Thank you."

Kyungsoo ruffled his hair. "Seems like you've grown up so well, hm?"

"Because I'm with you, that's why."

Sehun thought he didn't need Chanyeol's how-to-be-funny-lessons anymore, because Kyungsoo's warm hand patting his soft hair could do the trick.

He felt like a real man now, so he's going to confess.

And finally ask him out.

*

Okay, so maybe Sehun wasn't ready for any kind of confession right now, especially if there was a big 'chaos' going on at their dorm. That particular chaos was courtesy of Baekhyun and Chanyeol, thank you very much.

"So, as all of you already know, the water pipe connected to the bathroom had a leakage so the entire first floor was flooded," the manager told the boys as they were gathered in the living room. "I wonder who the heck broke the freaking water pipe. Or should I say," he glared at the two unsuspecting males sunk on their seats, "played with it like annoying children."

Chanyeol and Baekhyun looked away like they were caught stealing candy and they were ashamed of it.

"It'll take a week to fix the water pipe on the first floor so I guess you're just gonna have to adjust to some changes," the manger added, and different frustrated groans burst out everywhere.

"So where are we going to stay now?" Jongin, who was one of the tenants living on the first floor, asked. He was staying in one room with his roommates, Kyungsoo and Chanyeol. Baekhyun had a room of his own at the second floor.

"Can I room with Kyungsoo at the second floor?" Jongin asked, making Kyungsoo caught off guard. "He's my roommate ever since."

"Sorry, there's no available room for the both of you," the manager replied. Jongin frowned like a kid, and Sehun mentally grinned. "You'll  just have to move in temporarily to Minseok's room."

"No problem with me," Minseok said without looking up from his phone, "Just don't use Jongdae's pink blankets. He's gonna have a fit."

"Hey!" Jongdae shouted.

"Okay, so how about me?" Chanyeol asked. "I can't room in here and I can't room in my personal studio."

"Just stay with me," Baekhyun said as he looked at Chanyeol in the eyes, "Will you stay with me, Chanyeol?"

"Yes," Chanyeol answered as he gave Baekhyun a tiny smile. "I'll stay with you baby, and I promise not to be a burden to you."

"You are and you will never be a burden to me."

"Really?"

"Mm-hm."

"I love you, Baekhyun."

"I love you, too."

Sehun had to roll his eyes. It's too cringe-y and cheesy he felt ants attacking his feet. Stupid insects. He wished someone would interrupt--

"All right, enough of this. It's getting creepy," Kyungsoo butted in, and Sehun mentally rejoiced (and blushed). Not that he hated Chanyeol and Baekhyun's romantic moments, it was just that, well, they could do that in private, you know? And besides, this is his own story, not theirs.

"Hyungnim, can I just stay at Suho-hyung's room?" Kyungsoo suggested, making Sehun's ear perk up and his heart thump a beat.

"Don't you want stay with us?" the manager asked. "There's an extra bed in our room. Lay's using the couch, though."

Please, just accept the offer. Sehun didn't like where this was going.

"Suho-hyung won't be back for a week and I think I need to watch over Sehun for the meantime," Kyungsoo said as he looked at Sehun who was innocently staring at nowhere, pretending not to listen. "He gets trouble sleeping sometimes."

"Sure, it's up to you."

Oh god. Sehun was not prepared for this. He was not prepared to share his room, his life, with Kyungsoo, only them, alone.

Not that he hated that. It was his dream to be honest, but not now okay. He's not yet prepared what to do. Where would he hide his notebooks full of Kyungsoo's name doodles? How would he change his phone, desktop, and laptop's wallpaper of Kyungsoo's selca when the other male was just practically behind him? What would he tell him before they sleep at night or after they wake up early in the morning? How would he stand taking a bath with Kyungsoo in one bathroom like what he and Suho-hyung always did?

And most importantly, how would he act naturally if Kyungsoo is basically breathing right next to him. Every. Single. Day???

"Hey, are you all right?"

Sehun flinched.

"Did I startle you?"

"No," Sehun replied, he was holding his chest as he looked at the other male at the door. He thought it was the person he was just thinking about. "What are you doing here?"

"I just thought that you needed someone to talk to?" Jongin said as he quietly slipped inside Sehun's room. He sat beside him on the bed. "You seem a bit off lately."

"Nah. I'm just tried, I guess," Sehun replied. He sat up, fixed his pillow, and faced his friend who was just looking at him worriedly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, and don't give me that look."

"What look?"

"That look like you're gonna ask for a favor," Sehun shook his head, "I won't do it."

"But I haven't said anything yet."

"I know you, Kim Jongin."

"Right," Jongin chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's about Kyungsoo."

Sehun averted his eyes. "Okay, so now what about him?"

Jongin kept quiet for a couple of seconds before he made himself comfortable. Sehun and him haven't had a chat lately due to schedules or maybe, they just didn't give time to talk about things.

Especially about Kyungsoo.

"You know all too well that I can't," Jongin started and paused for a moment as if he was unsure to tell it straightforwardly, "as much as I wanted to, I can't just... do that anymore because I... I mean, I have another... personal responsibility."

Sehun knew what he was talking about, but he just kept quiet as he listened.

"I know that I'm such a jerk... I know how he feels about me and I just, I just can't do anything. Even if I wanted to, I don't know how, without hurting him and without being insensitive about his feelings," Jongin said, and sighed deeply like he was very tired. "I'm sorry..."

"Why're you apologizing to me?"

"Because I know I've hurt you too," Jongin said. "I know your feelings towards him because I also had it before."

Sehun felt another pain in his heart. It ached so much right now.

"It's just that, things change... and feelings do also change. And I admit that I was one of those guys who just, found someone... More special."

That really hurt a lot. Sehun didn't expect it would hurt this much when Jongin said that.

"Can you make him happy?"

"Jongin."

"I'm asking you this not because I wanted to take things for granted," Jongin continued. "But because I trust you, and you are my friend. I know I don't really have to do this because you have your own decisions and feelings, and it's up to you whether to act on it or not."

"He doesn't like me. He still likes you," Sehun muttered lowly, "And it pains me a lot whenever I see him looking at you like that. I am nothing compared to you, okay? I'm just. I'm just me."

"Why would you try being someone else?" Jongin asked, slightly disappointed. "Kyungsoo doesn't like me just because I am me, Sehun. And he won't like you because he sees me in you or other people in you. You're just fine the way you are."

You're fine just the way you are, you know.

You're not terrible. You're actually funny in your own way, Sehun.

"Kyungsoo will see that in you if you just believe in yourself that he could feel the same way," Jongin said as he stared seriously at Sehun. "It also pains me, you know? Now that I can't be with him, now that I can't treat him the way that I wanted to just like before. Now that I can't hold him and open up things to him. Now it's just you who have the chance."

"Jongin, I can't. I'm scared..."

"What are you scared of?"

Sehun buried his face on his knees as he hugged them close to his chest.

"I can't make him happy," Sehun mumbled. "I was also left alone."

Jongin froze.

"What would I give him if I had also lost someone in the past? What else do I have in myself?"

"Sehun, that was in the past, never bring that up," Jongin said as he placed his hand on top of Sehun's knee. He suddenly felt cold anger rising up. "Stop thinking about him. Just focus on what's ahead of you. And that is the person in your heart right now."

"Jongin," Sehun said, and there were already tears falling from his eyes. "Y-you're a bastard, I could stand the both of you together. So why... Why do you have to be... With her."

Jongin clenched his fist, looking away and biting back the tears threatening to fall.

"I want to follow my heart," Jongin said back, "So you should, too."

"Fuck you," Sehun muttered in between gritted teeth as he sniffed his snot. Jongin got him a handkerchief which he grabbed to wipe his tears. "I'm not doing this for you, you hear that?"

Jongin offered him a sad smile. "I know you, Oh Sehun."

*

"So what's up?"

"Wait, did you cry? Your eyes are red."

"No. I didn't cry," Sehun lied.

"Okay, so here," Baekhyun said with a little grin on his mouth as he thrust a yellow stuffed toy towards Sehun's chest. It was two feet tall. "It's yours now."

Sehun's eyes widen a bit, looking down at Baekhyun's hands holding a pikachu plushie. Is this for real?

"I want to give this to you. Accept it."

"Are you sure? I mean," Sehun stuttered in disbelief, "your brother gave it to you for your birthday and it's still unused. Chanyeol likes to have this pikachu plushie, though."

"Yeah, I know," Baekhyun said with a bright smile.

"Then why are you giving this to me?"

"Because you need it," Baekhyun said. "Kyungsoo will share a room with you, right? Tonight's gonna be the first night. Give this to him as a welcome present!"

"But he doesn't like Pokemon," Sehun retorted. "Just give this to your boyfriend."

"I already gave him a Moltres shirt and he liked it a lot that he forgot about the plushie," Baekhyun explained. He heard a 'psssst' sound so he turned his head, seeing Chanyeol hiding behind a wall. He was pointing at the back in a panicking way, like he was signalling someone was coming so he better get fast.

"I-I have to go. Give this to Kyungsoo, okay?" Baekhyun said, pushing Pikachu against Sehun's chest before he went off running. "He'll sleep a lot times better with that!"

Sehun was left alone standing by the door, holding Pikachu with his right hand as he broke into a small smile.

"Stupid hyung," he muttered to himself as he chuckled.

Just as he looked up, he saw Kyungsoo approaching with his bags and other stuff. His initial reaction was to go to him and help him out with his things, but Kyungsoo just shook his head, telling him he can carry his things on his own.

Kyungsoo went inside Sehun's room (which was impossibly clean), and placed his bag on the other empty bed. Sehun pulled out an effort cleaning the whole place, because he knew Kyungsoo was germaphobe, unlike Suho who would just pile his dirty shirts everywhere and threw his trash on the floor. Besides, it was Kyungsoo who'll share a room with him, so he needed to prepare the room and look good.

"Wow, it's super clean in here," Kyungsoo complimented as he looked around with his wide eyes. Sehun wished he wouldn't look under the bed because that was where he hid all the trash, as well as the box full of Kyungsoo-related stuff. "How did you do this?"

"Uh, I got a little help from Jongin," Sehun shyly said.

Kyungsoo heartily laughed at that. "He doesn't like cleaning, though. He always complains about tidying his bed and doing his laundry. Ugh, that guy is so lazy, he won't even listen to me. I wonder how you made him do it."

Kyungsoo looked so happy right now just by talking about Jongin. Sehun was used to this so he shouldn't feel sad about it. He'll just have to listen to him talk about Jongin more just like before.

"Anyway," Sehun started, lifting the pikachu plushie awkwardly in front of Kyungsoo. He was holding its zigzag tail so Pikachu was hanging upside down. "Uhm. I-I've got a gift for you."

"Yeah?" Kyungsoo inspected the toy. "Is this for me?"

Sehun nodded, looking at everywhere except for Kyungsoo.

"Uhm, it's not that much. I think you need this on your bed. Pikachu's thunderbolt will make you drift off to sleep easier. Just don't touch his cheeks. He bites."

Kyungsoo snorted, laughing to himself with his soothing voice that made Sehun's belly flip. He took the plushie from Sehun's hands, and hugged it to his chest.

"Thank you," Kyungsoo said as he squeezed Pikachu in his arms. "I'll take care of him well, just like how I take care of you."

Sehun's cheeks flushed pink. He just turned away and sat on his chair, pretending to do something with his books and stuff.

"Just make yourself comfortable," Sehun mumbled.

"Okay."

Kyungsoo lied on the bed next to Sehun as he lifted the plushie in the air, blocking the light above him. Its yellow color made him cringe, but that was okay, because Sehun gave this, and Pikachu was like, everybody's favorite.

"At least it has a nice and soft belly," Kyungsoo said as he shrugged, and he was fondling Pikachu's belly when he noticed something.

It had a small pocket.

Dipping his fingers inside the pocket, he felt a rectangular card inside it, so he took it out curiously. He squinted his eyes and silently read the message.

Dear Kyungsoo,

Alarmed, Kyungsoo sat up, putting aside the plushie as he continued reading.

I just want to tell you that I have a crush on you. Not just a small crush though, but a big crush, that I felt like I'm starting to fall for you more than I have ever imagined.

Kyungsoo held his breath for a while, and resumed reading.

You probably don't know about my feelings, do you? But that's okay. I still like you no matter what, and I hope you will also feel the same way with me in the future. Just don't be sad about Jongin anymore, because I'm here for you. I'll be always right by your side. That's a promise.

I want to make you happy, Kyungsoo. So please, just give me a chance.

Oh, by the way, did you like my gift? Please ruffle my hair if you do... and also, if your answer is a yes.

Love,
Sehun

Kyungsoo put down the card for a moment as he stared speechless at Sehun's back.

"Sehun."

Sehun didn't turn around. "Yeah?"

"Are you sure this is for me?"

"Yes," Sehun answered.

"Really?"

"Of course, I mean, don't you like my gift?"

Breaking into a smile, Kyungsoo slid back the card inside the pocket as he laughed to himself. He was just looking at Sehun's back as he recalled what was written in the card. He didn't expect that he would receive that kind of confession, but he was oddly happy.

Very happy.

Sehun liked him all this time.

"No, I like it so much," Kyungsoo replied, playing with the plushie again as he lied back on the bed. "And I think I'd start liking Pikachu now."

Sehun smiled secretly while he looked down at his opened book which he didn't bother to even read.

"Good," he whispered to himself. "But I like you more than you like Pikachu-- that pokemon."

"Were you saying something?"

"Nothing," the younger muttered. He turned around finally to face Kyungsoo but he wasn't still looking at his face.

"Kyungsoo?"

"Yeah?"

"Uh. I was just thinking... I mean, if you're not busy tonight. Will you--"

"What is it?"

"Will you have a glass of milk with me?" Sehun asked, blushing while hiding his face behind his fringe. "I can't drink coffee because it's bitter. And I can't go out, it's too cold."

"Okay," Kyungsoo answered as he chuckled. "Just wait here and I'll go get your milk."

Sehun's eyes flashed a little bit of disappointment. That didn't work. He was asking him out on a coffee date, damn it. Except it was milk and it was not outside. But what's the difference? It was still the same.

Kyungsoo was about to go when he stopped right in front of the younger who looked like he was about to cry. Sehun was biting his lower lip with his fist clenched on top of the table as he gazed up at him.

"Kyungsoo, I--"

"You don't have to say it," Kyungsoo said with a soft smile on his lips as he stared right at Sehun's eyes like he was reading his mind, making Sehun's heart quickly race. He gently placed his hand on the crown of the younger's hair, ruffling it and threading it through  his fingers gently.

"I've already read your message. And my answer is yes. I'll give you a chance."

Kyungsoo skipped away happily out of the room, leaving Sehun awestruck and confused at the same time.

"Wait what," Sehun muttered, and then next he was screaming as he buried his face into a pillow while throwing a fit like crazy.

He suddenly felt nervous.

"W-WHAT MESSAGE WAS HE TALKING ABOUT!!!?"

He didn't know Chanyeol and Baekhyun were laughing and giggling victoriously on the other room right now.

"Oh my god," Sehun said, his eyes widened, heart beating faster when he got a glimpse of that Pikachu plushie which was like somewhat grinning at him.

He must be crazy.

"Oh my fucking god."

*

END.

Forelsket - staring to fall in love, a euphoria in a sense; the beginning of love.

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