"what did chanyeol say?" kyungsoo asked as soon as she stepped foot into the apartment, a rather peculiar smile spread across his lips.

"he broke up with me."

the smile dropped from his face. "oh. what the heck? why though?"

"i don't know," she tried to sound as believable as possible, plastering a sad expression onto her pretty features. "can we—"

"let's go shopping. i know that always cheers you up." she smiled genuinely, nodding.

"thanks."

•••

the car ride went in comfortable silence, kyungsoo trying to make conversation along the way. his own mind was whirring, confusion settling amongst his features as he struggled to figure out why chanyeol would ever leave someone like kyungmi.

"did he give a reason?" he blurted, causing kyungmis startled eyes to land on his figure that was currently staring ahead onto the road. they stopped at a red light.

kyungmi rubbed the back of her neck, ruffling her dyed blue hair along the way. "er, not really. he said he needed a break." frantically tugging her phone out of her pocket, she texted chanyeol with urgency.

me: idk if i can do this. i've barely started and he's already asking questions gdi ksoo ily but not now pls

yeollie: i get that you love him but can you not

me: what
me: just help me yoda what do i do

yeollie: for one, my ears have nothing to do with this smh. for another just play along, ur plan is to make up for lost time that u spent with yours truly <3

"who are you texting?"

kyungmi jumped and laughed nervously, pressing her screen onto her thigh so kyungsoo can't see, "just—uh—suho. we're catching up, you know haha."

kyungsoo's eyebrows raised, anticipation evident in his tone. "tell him i said hey! i haven't heard from him in so long. invite him for dinner too!"

"will do." she looked back at her phone, typing as if her life depended on it.

me: ohmgod i jsut frkeicjf lied to kyungsoo abt who i was texting istg this better be frickign worth it

yeollie: it will be dw :))

me: istg yoda i can beat the shit out of u rn
me: i'm so anxious wtf send help asap

yeollie: lmao

me: fuck u dude

yeollie: actually
yeollie: you mean
yeollie: fuck kyungsoo**

me: youre so dead the next time we meet

kyungsoo parked the car, causing kyungmi to snap back into reality as she pocketed her phone, the two leaving the car and walking side by side to the entrance of the mall. "anywhere you want to go first?" kyungsoo's wide eyes scanned the large mall, looking at signs for the food court and various other stores he wanted to visit.

kyungmi shrugged, a toothy smile on her face. kyungsoo suddenly remembered all of the reasons he fell for her, and he found himself falling once again as she grinned at him. "anywhere is cool with me!" she told him, placing her hand in his and lacing their fingers, her digits drumming against his knuckles. the warmth from her touch traveled up kyungsoo's arm, igniting his cheeks in a pale shade of pink as he blushed due to the contact.

"well, let's go somewhere for people like you."

"you mean hot topic?"

"no, it means we're going to 'kitchen stuff plus' to grab some nice saucepans."

•••

kyungmi had somehow managed to drag kyungsoo into a tommy hilfiger store, insisting that she ought to buy him something before they leave.

"kyungmi, we really don't have to—"

"i'm gonna fight you right here right now, satansoo. i'm buying you something."

admitting defeat to her childish words, kyungsoo sighed, wondering how she can be so happy after a breakup. "fine, but you choose it. i'm too tired to hunt for clothes," he sighed, rubbing his eyes.

she clapped excitedly, immediately raking through all the racks of clothing. kyungsoo looked around a bit, but mostly watched kyungmi as she quickly looked through clothes, the pile draped over her arm getting larger and larger. kyungsoo gulped at the amount of shirts and pants she had picked out, her eyes landing on him and noticing his panicked state.

"oh, don't worry, i still have to filter through these so we're left with the best ones."

he heaved a sigh of relief, noticing how her features lit up while she was shopping.

after several minutes of organizing and eliminating, kyungsoo was left with two outfits; a white turtleneck with a blue blazer and khakis, or a black jumper and a pair of grey jeans.

"go try these on," kyungmi insisted, pushing him in the direction of the fitting rooms, "i'll wait outside your door."

and so they walked to the fitting rooms, kyungsoo closing the door and kyungmi leaning against it. she fished out her phone from her pocket, updating chanyeol on her progress while she waited for kyungsoo to change.

me: dude omf i just picked out some clothes for kyungsoo and he's gonna look so fine my body is ready

yeollie: yeah ik i've been shadowing behind you guys the whole time
yeollie: I think the black jumper is nice

me: WHAT THE FUCK PSRK CHANYIEODJ WHERE ARE YOU RIGIT FRICKIGN NOW IM GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS

her eyes scanned the vicinity, landing on a figure leaned against the entrance to the fitting room, wearing a grey trench coat with a turtleneck covering the bottom half of his face, along with a wide brimmed hat to conceal his eyes.

"you son of a—"

chanyeol lowered his shirt and smiled sheepishly but put a finger up to his lips, indicating for her to be quiet while kyungsoo asked, "is everything okay out there?"

huffing, kyungmi replied, "yep. are you done changing?"

"yeah, one sec."

kyungmi should have known that leaning against the stall door was a bad idea.

as kyungsoo opened the door, she fell into the stall with the aid of a sneaky chanyeol who pushed her in and pulled the door shut, a triumphant smile on his lips as he heard kyungmi screech in exasperation.

kyungmi's heart was beating erratically, because there was no way that two people could comfortably be in one fitting room stall. "oh, uh, hey," she squeaked out, the close proximity between her and kyungsoo's face making her cheeks go red.

kyungsoo's back was pushed against the farthest wall from the door, but he still could feel kyungmi's thighs pressing against his, and her warm breath fanning against his lips. his arms trapped her either side, their lips only centimetres apart.

both of them were at a loss of words, until kyungmi cleared her throat, "the black jumper does look nice." she could swear that she heard a "knew it!" from outside, but she decided to ignore it and plan chanyeol's death later.

kyungsoo gulped. "thanks." their eye contact was unwavering, and kyungmi almost found herself going weak in the knees from their noses almost brushing and his warm eyes looking into hers. her gaze flickered down to his lips for a moment, realizing how small of a gap there was and how easily she could close it.

she began to close her eyes as kyungsoo did the same, their noses now touching. just as her lips were about to meet his, a voice called, "is everything alright in there?"

they both snapped away from each other, kyungmi turning around and opening the door, walking out. "of course," she told the employee, his features contorting into sheer horror as he noticed her messy hair and flushed face, "everything is great."

the employee was left dumbfounded and petrified.

an;
lmao he thought there was something else going on in that stall ;)