Jongin realised the next morning that Chanyeol and Baekhyun seemed to be talking, joking, laughing—everything they used to. Obviously he could tell that the two were happy like usual, and Jongin was happy for them. The atmosphere of the house had brightened up.

The only thing that bugged him now, well it never changed, was that Jongin still doesn't have that connection with kyungsoo. He knew the reason why of course: they weren't close enough yet. But if they were Jongin was pretty sure he would be able to make Kyungsoo laugh the way Chanyeol and Bakehyun made each other laugh.

He had heard from Chanyeol a couple of times that kyungsoo didn't always look like he was happy, nor does he laugh a lot, but ever since he told Jongin, Jongin made a deal with himself that he would definitely make Kyungsoo laugh. Making him smile would be the most beautiful thing on earth.

It's not like Jongin hadn't seem him laugh or smile, because he has and it was indeed too beautiful for this world. It was a Time when he was sitting outside the art school, watching the smaller walk to the entrance, and he noticed the boy was lip syncing. (Unless he was actually singing, but Jongin was too far away to hear) Jongin watched Kyungsoo smile with his eyes closed and mouth the words to a song he was listening to through his ear phones. And not forgetting about the time Kyungsoo had dragged him into his own house to give Jongin a cup of coffee. Jongin felt like he could melt faster by watching Kyungsoo smiling, than a boiling beverage burning his skin. (Oooh bOii that alliteration. Don't even know if it makes sense but I'll roll with it)

Thinking of Kyungsoo, Jongin unlocked his phone and went straight to his messages between him and Kyungsoo. Jongin wanted to tell him already. Tell him 'it's Jongin, or Kai whichever you prefer.'
But it worried Jongin that Kyungsoo would leave him and probably never speak again. Not that Kyungsoo would be disgusted ect that it was Jongin because he knew well enough that the older wasn't like that. He hoped anyway. He worried that they wouldn't have anything to talk about, to text about over messages and Kyungsoo wouldn't be bothered anymore on who he was and eventually stop talking to him.

'He would probably never do that' he told himself ever so often. 'But I guess I'm just overreacting'

'I'm just going to stick with giving him hints...'

'But I can't always wait for him to talk to me first...'

'He probably doesn't even want to talk to me..'

'He's might have deleted my contact already...'

The thoughts lowered Jongins mood slightly so before it got lower, he typed in a message, hoping the boy would reply and bring it back up.

[22]>
Jongin sat in his room waiting for a reply. It didn't take long for him to get one.

<[what?]

[im 22]>

'Wow Jongin because he really wanted to know that. Great hint.'

[not that you care or anything..]>

<[oh right. I'm 23]

'Yeah I know but I don't want to say so and sound like some kind of stalker'

[cool]>

'Wow I sound like a loser'

<[can I ask you question now?]

[um sure]>

<[are you taller than me?
What's your hair colour?
What's your favourite food?
What's your blood type?]

[i swear you said question not questions]>

[but: yes, brown at the moment, fried chicken, and A]>

Jongin thought for a moment and wondered what we're all those questions about. I mean Jongin knew that he wanted to know who he was, but surely those questions weren't going to get him anywhere?

<[okay thank you]

<[sorry if they were a bit..random]

<[its just I guessed you wouldn't answer any big questions so I thought I'd start small]

'He's clever too'

[fair enough]>

<[this is not fair, how come you know me but I don't know you?]

[well... I mean you know me...  Just... You don't ]>

<[im afraid that made no sense whatsoever. ]

'God he's so damn cute'

[i mean you have seen me but you don't know me]>

<[oh. Hmmm. Seen you recently?]

[maybe..]>

<[im just going to take your maybes as yeses]

•••

'God' thought Yifan. 'Why was Tao so clingy?'

The day after he came over to cook for him, ZiTao once again had knocked on his door with a cute packet of sweet. Which happened to be Yifans favourite. He kept it to himself that he liked them, because it could ruin his manly stubborn image. The packet normally came in a bright coloured packet and usually had 'WIN A PLUSHIE' stickers on the front in bold letters. Whenever Yifan had the chance to buy a packet he would enter in the competition in hope that he would win the prize. The easier option, and of course where you're more likely to win, is to physically buy a plushie from a store or at the least win it from a fair however Yifan always stopped himself from buying them in public. He must not be seen with a giant teddy bear.

Yifan knew ZiTao had wanted to come in and 'chat' again. So he let him in—his main reason because he wanted those sweets.

They did talk this time, well at least more than they did yesterday. Yifan found out that if you reply to ZiTao he wouldn't whine. And that's the last thing Yifan wanted to hear.

Eventually ZiTao had opened the sweets and offered Yifan some. Instead of taking a few, he snatched the packet off him causing ZiTao to pout and whine at him for taking his sweets. 'He's such a baby'. When ZiTao got up out of his seat to try and take back the packet, Yifan rose too. He held his arm up in the arm as ZiTao began reaching for the sweets.
ZiTao wasn't that much smaller than Yifan but due to him moving and standing on his tip toes, ZiTao couldn't seem to snatch them back.

By the end of his visit, Yifan had ate all the sweets and began laughing at Zitaos pouty-upset face, but within a few minutes he was laughing too.

ZiTao had left,that day, with a smile on his face.

•••

Luhan had got a few messages from Sehun since what happened—simple messages saying 'hi', 'hey' or 'Luhan?'.
But Luhan didn't reply. Not yet at least.
He didn't really feel like talking to anyone at the moment, it wasn't just him. In fact (IMFFAACCCTTTTT SORRY IM GOING NOWS BYe) Luhan didn't speak much to any of his roommates that day either.

He told himself that it wasn't because of Sehun although it was and he didn't really want to admit it.

Luhan stayed away from his phone and tried to do something else, like eat, watch something, exercise, sing, read, cook, to distract him. This would also be another excuse for not speaking to Sehun; 'sorry I was busy'.

It was through the middle of singing with earphones on a loud volume when Luhan got a several more messages from 'Sehunnie♥'.

<[herrow]

<[luhan pleeeaaassseee]

<[pleeaaasee talk to me]

<[i want to speak with you!]

<[what about us hanging out that we planned??]

<[ok.. Well please message me back when you can ]

Luhan sighed and turned his music up a notch as if it would distract him more.

He soon fell asleep until Yixing came into his room and woke him up for his dinner.

•••

Loads of texting wha

I hope this chapter was okay

Because there weren't many parts in this but okai

Okai

O Kai

Oh Kai

Oh Sehun

Oh Luhan?????? ;;;)

Or would it be oh Han???

Wow I've just confused myself bYE

I'll add some Chenmin/ xiuchen parts in the next chapter because I know I haven't done that for a while ;^;