"Do you think Luhan will be okay in his own?" Zitao asked nervously as they stepped out the taxi in front of their house.

"I hope so" Yixing replied. He opened the door with his key (ayy SHINees back??jkjk) and moved aside so Zitao could go first. The younger looked at him strangely but went on in anyway.

After only a few minutes, Yixing was frantically running around the house looking for something. He searched through all the draws and pockets there was and then checked every over again.
"I can't find it! I've got to go in 5minutes!"

Zitao, who was lounging on the sofa, furrowed his eyebrows. "You've got to go? Where?"

"Um... Nowhere" Yixing laughed nervously as he carried on searching.

"Tell me what you're looking for and I might be able to help silly"

"My cologne!"

'Cologne hmm? Is he going somewhere fancy?'

Zitao got up and helped his roommate—they soon found it under a pile of clothes in Yixing's bed room. He then grabbed his phone and wallet just in case and walked towards the door.
"Gege wait, since when were you going out?"

"I planned it the other day but I forgot to tell you. And I actually nearly forgot myself that I was going out!" He lush he'd before opening the door and waving goodbye "bye! I'll be back soon!"

"You still haven't told me where you're going?!" Zitao shouted but it was too late Yixing had already shut the door.

Zitao had the smart idea to run to a window and watch where the older was going. Unsurprisingly, Yixing went straight to next door. 'What the? Why didn't he want to tell me he was going to see suho and Kris?!'

"He is so unfair! I want to go!!"

Suddenly the door bell rang making Zitao jump slightly. He looked out the window to see a tall dirty blonde haired guy who made Zitaos stomach flutter with happiness. He ran to the door and opened it maybe a bit too eagerly....

"Uh hey" Yifan said.

"Hey! Come in!"

Yifan stepped as he thanked him. They both sat down in the living room, again Zitao quite close to the boy.

"There is a reason why I'm here you know, I've not just come because I wanted to." Yifan said stubbornly.
The younger couldn't help the feeling of his heart sinking but he nodded to show he understood. 
"I just didn't want to be stuck with those two love birds..."

"Lovebirds?"

"Yeah. Like a week ago I saw them holding hands on the way back here. "

"Eh?! Really?! Oh my god!! That's so cute!!!" Zitao squealed; he loved this kinda thing. The cute things. He only wished that he had someone to hold hands with.

"Chill. It's not that cute. "

"It is!"

"Okay okay whatever" Kris said "I just hope they don't start having sex in the house where I sleep just yet "

Zitao squealing phase immediately stopped, instead he began to choke.
"Huh!??! Wha—you're no—that's—"

"Dude, I was only joking. They wouldn't actually do that. Those two are the most innocent people I've ever met" Yifan laughed at the sudden redness appearing on Zitaos face. He only got a smack on the arm in response.

"You're not funny.."

Yifan smirked "I am and you know it"

The younger looked away from Yifan as they made eye contact, which only made him more embarrassed not to mention his stomach felt weird again.
'Am I sick or something?'
There was a moment of silence where the two boys sat still not looking at each other— It almost felt awkward.

"Kris ge..?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you like me yet?"

Yifan hesitated before answering with "why do you care so much?"

"I just do. Now answer the question"

" I don't.." he paused which made Zitaos heart sink a little bit more. 'Why do I let him in if I know he's just going to be mean to me?' Zitao thought. But then he carried on: "..hate you"

•••

Once Yifan had left, junmyeon patted the space next to him on the sofa for Yixing to join him. After that day they held hands, junmyeon couldn't get rid of the funnny feeling he felt everytime he saw his neighbour or even if someone mentioned his name. Junmyeon now had the urge to hold the small boys soft hands everytime he's around.

As he watched Yixing shyly sit down next to him, junmyeon smiled thinking about how adorable he was. How had he never realised this when they met? I mean obviously Junmyeon thought the boy cute to begin with but he was only now finding all the small beautiful features Yixing had.

"What would you like to do this evening?" Junmyeon asked.

"Anything" Yixing replied looking at Junmyeon in the eyes. Yixing then slowly slid his hand across to reach for Junmyeons. Once their hands were locked together,both of the boys cheeks were tinted pink. "Anything you want to do"

This made Junmyeon chuckle "why are you like this?"

"Fine " Yixing blushed a bit harder "can we just cuddle?"

Junmyeons mouth hangs open slightly as he wasn't expecting that for an answer. However soon after he smiled, already thinking of scenarios in his head of what could happen. 'Nothing dirty just to let you know... Just cute scenarios of us cuddling and holding hands and Ki—'

"Hyung?" Yixing appeared to be waving his hand in front of Junmyeons face. "We don't have to cuddle if you don't want to.."

"No! I want to. I was just... Uh.. Nevermind"

The Chinese boy giggled and Junmyeon moved his arm to around yixings shoulder, bringing him closer to him. Yixing leaned his head on Junmyeon and closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

Junmyeon felt like he need to say something to the boy. Not just something—that special question for someone you like. He didn't know whether it would be too soon to ask Yixing, but Junmyeon hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. He had came up with many different situations he could ask him, but it was now that felt like the right time..
Once he built a small bubble of confidence, junmyeon took a deep breathe and went for it.

"Lay...?"

"Yes Hyung?" The Chinese boy replied without lifting his head.

"Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

•••

Chanyeol watched Baekhyun from the kitchen as he lay across the sofa on his front, kicking his legs in the air. He was playing music on his phone while he was probably texting someone or on Instagram. But what made Chanyeol divert his attention away from whatever he was doing before to Bakehyun was the beautiful sounds that were coming from his mouth. That's right, Bakehyun was singing.

Chanyeol loved it when the boy sang because, truthfully, he sounded like an angel. Sometimes, Chanyeol would feel jealous of how amazing Baekhyuns voice was, but he's mostly just mesmerised by it.

To him, baekhyun was sort of a distraction.

•••

Sehun found the car. He found it. But he was still trailing behind. Sehun tried waving frantically, hoping Eun mi would see him in the wing mirror. The car kept moving so Sehun did the same.
The shirt he had on was probably now see through because of how much water it has soaked up.

He tried screaming at the car.

Well that was a waste of his energy.

After continuously running for this damn car, Sehun was becoming tired, out of breath and started to fee a pain in his stomach. But to his luck, Eun Mi's car was stopped at a red light.

It was only one last sprint to go.

Sehun hit the car with a thump; his legs wouldn't slow down leaving the car the only thing stopping him. He quickly rushed to the back seat door after having a seconds rest and yanked the door open.

A baby. A crying baby sat in a booster chair in the back seat of the car, kicking it's legs with saliva dribbling down its chin. No Luhan. A baby.

'To my luck... What luck?..'

Next a middle aged man climbed out the drivers seat, who clearly looked angry, and began cursing at Sehun. He tried to apologise the best he could before bowing and jogging back to the pavement.
Sehun found a bench, sat down and just his head in his hands.

'I lost him'

•••

I'm 700% done with EXO and  EXOrDIUM rn