[ exo : it wouldn't be make believe ]
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kokoronashiit wouldn't be make-believe
fandom exo
pairing kaisoo
style drabble
length 378
happy kaisoo days!!! part 1. canon-verse
Jongin knew he was greedy when he wanted more. More than just their hands intertwined when as they watched a movie in their own little makeshift cinema in their room. More than just the late night cuddles on cold winter nights. More than gentle kisses and not so gentle kisses hidden by their duvets and the darkness of their room when the world was asleep and it felt like there were only the two of them, away from the stage and the fans and the practise. Away from Kai and away from D.O. because for that moment they were Kim Jongin and Do Kyungsoo instead.
Jongin knew he was greedy when he wished for a little flat for two and white bed linens laundered on weekends floating to dry on the balcony. For a dog or two or three or four or five that were theirs and loved them more than anything. For nights when Kyungsoo cooked him pasta for them to eat in front of the television as they watched the movies and for him to do the dishes after. For them to dance slowly to songs they weren't theirs, hand in hand, even though there was no choreography for it and Kyungsoo kept stepping on his feet.
Jongin knew he was greedy as he wished for a little world when he had a big world. Jongin knew he was greedy because he wanted both the big world and the little world. He wanted to dance. He wanted Kyungsoo to sing. He wanted people to watch him. He wanted people to listen to Kyungsoo.
Yet he wanted the flat, he wanted the quiet, he wanted all the kisses, he wanted Kyungsoo to be his and his alone.
Jongin wanted the everything like a silly little child.
Kyungsoo knew, although Jongin never told him and Kyungsoo never told Jongin he knew.
He just kissed him again and again, gentle, passionate, gentle, passionate, until Jongin forgot who he was and where he was.
Until Jongin belonged to him so entirely that nothing else mattered anymore.
Until the world shrunk to contain only Kim Jongin and Do Kyungsoo.
Until the make-believe turned into reality just for that moment, and it was enough to stand the disappointment of the morning after.
fandom exo
pairing kaisoo
style drabble
length 378
happy kaisoo days!!! part 1. canon-verse
Jongin knew he was greedy when he wanted more. More than just their hands intertwined when as they watched a movie in their own little makeshift cinema in their room. More than just the late night cuddles on cold winter nights. More than gentle kisses and not so gentle kisses hidden by their duvets and the darkness of their room when the world was asleep and it felt like there were only the two of them, away from the stage and the fans and the practise. Away from Kai and away from D.O. because for that moment they were Kim Jongin and Do Kyungsoo instead.
Jongin knew he was greedy when he wished for a little flat for two and white bed linens laundered on weekends floating to dry on the balcony. For a dog or two or three or four or five that were theirs and loved them more than anything. For nights when Kyungsoo cooked him pasta for them to eat in front of the television as they watched the movies and for him to do the dishes after. For them to dance slowly to songs they weren't theirs, hand in hand, even though there was no choreography for it and Kyungsoo kept stepping on his feet.
Jongin knew he was greedy as he wished for a little world when he had a big world. Jongin knew he was greedy because he wanted both the big world and the little world. He wanted to dance. He wanted Kyungsoo to sing. He wanted people to watch him. He wanted people to listen to Kyungsoo.
Yet he wanted the flat, he wanted the quiet, he wanted all the kisses, he wanted Kyungsoo to be his and his alone.
Jongin wanted the everything like a silly little child.
Kyungsoo knew, although Jongin never told him and Kyungsoo never told Jongin he knew.
He just kissed him again and again, gentle, passionate, gentle, passionate, until Jongin forgot who he was and where he was.
Until Jongin belonged to him so entirely that nothing else mattered anymore.
Until the world shrunk to contain only Kim Jongin and Do Kyungsoo.
Until the make-believe turned into reality just for that moment, and it was enough to stand the disappointment of the morning after.
