!oneshot [PG] Look!
EXO | Kyungsoo | PG (?)
In which Kyungsoo’s dumfounded face looks adorable for everyone, except him who has to disagree.
1039 words. Beta by yoonikoon❤
Look!
“Hey, hey Kyungsoo look at this!”
Chanyeol shoves up his smartphone towards Kyungsoo's face while smiling his infamous wide smile. Kyungsoo, instead, stares at the corner of his lips for a while, expects them to torn at the edges and splits Chanyeol’s face into two. It never happens though, so he turns his attention to the phone which hovers in front of his nose.
There’s a picture of him from the last event he attended with his band members; in what so called launch party, the one he's got difficulties in reciting the event’s name. He looks, like usual, so stunned in that picture. Stunned not stunning; unlike the images of his fellow members; take Jongin for example who stares suavely at the camera along with his seductive smirk.
‘Like usual’ because it’s not the first nor second time Kyungsoo has to deal with a picture of him looking like this: blank faced, jaw dropped slightly with eyes wide open-as if it's going to pop out soon-on several occasions before. For him, those pictures are unattractive; and he also believes that some others-like Chanyeol here for instance-also share the same sentiment. For his fans, well, seems like they treasure those expressions so much, calling it adorable and cute and everything else. It becomes his signature pose, his specialty; being the 'cute derpy one'.
“What’s new?” he says dully.
“When will you learn? You look so lost in all of these pictures. So dumb!” Chanyeol cackles obnoxiously into his left ear.
“Leave him alone, like you’re one to talk.” Jongin tries to intervene. Yet the impact is not so severe since he got at least a dozen of hairpins on his head now; a coordi noona manhandling his face to turn back towards the mirror instead at his friends.
“What?! I got a lot of good shots at this red carpet session.” And now Chanyeol shoves his own picture in turn. Kyungsoo can almost smell the rubber case of his phone. He shrugs Chanyeol off of his shoulder and walks towards some available seat in the waiting room.
“You look like some goofy maniac in half of those shots.” Baekhyun supplies helpfully from where he’s seated next to Jongin; tried to fix his eye makeup meticulously.
“Ha! Jealous brats.” Chanyeol scoffs and starts to engross himself back to his phone.
“Don’t mind him. It looks good.” Kyungsoo flinch, a bit surprised. He doesn’t realize that Joonmyun has been occupying the seat next to him all this time and now he begins to talk softly to him. “Your fans love it. It’s your distinctive trait. It also helps yo-” it’s nothing he never heard before from the leader. Kyungsoo automatically tunes him off and begins to zone out-thinks about many things and nothing at the same time. His eyes flicker now and then, taking the view of the room with growing uneasiness.
Soon enough it’s time for his band to get out to the next gala which they’re scheduled to attend. They're ushered towards the red carpet which already surrounded by journalists, spectators and fans alike to strut down on it; hair styled up-body clad in expensive designer clothes they’re supposed to endorse. Yes, a job within a job; and it’s also a reason why Kyungsoo feels obliged to be disappointed at the pictures of him that look so lost and dumb (according to Chanyeol) instead of chic and cool. No matter how dashing his attire is, his blank and stunned expression won’t suit well with the image he has to show. But he can’t help it, even if he wants to because it’s not easy to change that habit of him.
“Smile more Kyungsoo.” Baekhyun hisses through his smile, and Kyungsoo managed to school his face for a better expression. But not for too long.
He can still hear the journalists and photographers calling out for them from all over the sides of the red carpet. They tries to get better angles of them and halt them for some moments each time just to snap hundred watts of blinding flash lights onto their faces. But his attention is already drifted away to a figure that standing closely next to Sehun; no almost attached to the boy’s back actually. Clad in long black robe, towering-taller than Chanyeol for several centimeters, and wearing what looks like a wide hat. It could be another guest of the event stuck in the line for all he cares about. But Kyungsoo knows better. And nobody can blame his stunned face if they also can share the same vision as him.
“Hyung your face.” Sehun reminds him softly, closing it with a smile and a timid hand wave towards the cameras.
Kyungsoo, however, can’t help his bulging eyes and the horror that soaking up upon his face, while watching the figure's unearthly black, long, knobby, fingers with nails as sharp as razor closing in perfectly on Sehun’s slender pale neck. The ‘what supposed to be head’ of that figure splits slowly, reveals a face that consist of an expanse of raw boiling flesh dripping with pus; one big black round eye in the middle of it and a set of yellow sharp tooth that align vertically under the beady eye.
It brings its other hand toward its 'face', one long finger stop in front of the tooth which by now is seeping out with thick blood from the gaps of it; a gesture that tells Kyungsoo to not tell anybody what he just saw.
Kyungsoo closes his eyes for a moment before looks away from Sehun; but don’t you expect him to wipe that stunned expression away from his face anytime soon. It won't hurt Sehun, he knows that; it's just attracted to the sweet youthful aura his younger friend exudes. But it doesn't changes the fact that what he saw was disturbing. He's been going through this kind of experience since he was in junior high, seeing things only few selected people can see, in many occasions, with many other creatures that could upset anyone's stomach. And he still can’t overcome his reaction and the sensation of it very well, even until now. Can you blame him?
A/N: What if... hahaha, got this inspiration while gossiping with Alan on twitter about duta lolak-lolok Korea the reason why he always looks so surprised in many of his pictures.
Added few lines, an afterthought after reading Nisa's comment, thanks dear.
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Comments and critics are encouraged & welcomed! Thank you!
In which Kyungsoo’s dumfounded face looks adorable for everyone, except him who has to disagree.
1039 words. Beta by yoonikoon❤
Look!
“Hey, hey Kyungsoo look at this!”
Chanyeol shoves up his smartphone towards Kyungsoo's face while smiling his infamous wide smile. Kyungsoo, instead, stares at the corner of his lips for a while, expects them to torn at the edges and splits Chanyeol’s face into two. It never happens though, so he turns his attention to the phone which hovers in front of his nose.
There’s a picture of him from the last event he attended with his band members; in what so called launch party, the one he's got difficulties in reciting the event’s name. He looks, like usual, so stunned in that picture. Stunned not stunning; unlike the images of his fellow members; take Jongin for example who stares suavely at the camera along with his seductive smirk.
‘Like usual’ because it’s not the first nor second time Kyungsoo has to deal with a picture of him looking like this: blank faced, jaw dropped slightly with eyes wide open-as if it's going to pop out soon-on several occasions before. For him, those pictures are unattractive; and he also believes that some others-like Chanyeol here for instance-also share the same sentiment. For his fans, well, seems like they treasure those expressions so much, calling it adorable and cute and everything else. It becomes his signature pose, his specialty; being the 'cute derpy one'.
“What’s new?” he says dully.
“When will you learn? You look so lost in all of these pictures. So dumb!” Chanyeol cackles obnoxiously into his left ear.
“Leave him alone, like you’re one to talk.” Jongin tries to intervene. Yet the impact is not so severe since he got at least a dozen of hairpins on his head now; a coordi noona manhandling his face to turn back towards the mirror instead at his friends.
“What?! I got a lot of good shots at this red carpet session.” And now Chanyeol shoves his own picture in turn. Kyungsoo can almost smell the rubber case of his phone. He shrugs Chanyeol off of his shoulder and walks towards some available seat in the waiting room.
“You look like some goofy maniac in half of those shots.” Baekhyun supplies helpfully from where he’s seated next to Jongin; tried to fix his eye makeup meticulously.
“Ha! Jealous brats.” Chanyeol scoffs and starts to engross himself back to his phone.
“Don’t mind him. It looks good.” Kyungsoo flinch, a bit surprised. He doesn’t realize that Joonmyun has been occupying the seat next to him all this time and now he begins to talk softly to him. “Your fans love it. It’s your distinctive trait. It also helps yo-” it’s nothing he never heard before from the leader. Kyungsoo automatically tunes him off and begins to zone out-thinks about many things and nothing at the same time. His eyes flicker now and then, taking the view of the room with growing uneasiness.
Soon enough it’s time for his band to get out to the next gala which they’re scheduled to attend. They're ushered towards the red carpet which already surrounded by journalists, spectators and fans alike to strut down on it; hair styled up-body clad in expensive designer clothes they’re supposed to endorse. Yes, a job within a job; and it’s also a reason why Kyungsoo feels obliged to be disappointed at the pictures of him that look so lost and dumb (according to Chanyeol) instead of chic and cool. No matter how dashing his attire is, his blank and stunned expression won’t suit well with the image he has to show. But he can’t help it, even if he wants to because it’s not easy to change that habit of him.
“Smile more Kyungsoo.” Baekhyun hisses through his smile, and Kyungsoo managed to school his face for a better expression. But not for too long.
He can still hear the journalists and photographers calling out for them from all over the sides of the red carpet. They tries to get better angles of them and halt them for some moments each time just to snap hundred watts of blinding flash lights onto their faces. But his attention is already drifted away to a figure that standing closely next to Sehun; no almost attached to the boy’s back actually. Clad in long black robe, towering-taller than Chanyeol for several centimeters, and wearing what looks like a wide hat. It could be another guest of the event stuck in the line for all he cares about. But Kyungsoo knows better. And nobody can blame his stunned face if they also can share the same vision as him.
“Hyung your face.” Sehun reminds him softly, closing it with a smile and a timid hand wave towards the cameras.
Kyungsoo, however, can’t help his bulging eyes and the horror that soaking up upon his face, while watching the figure's unearthly black, long, knobby, fingers with nails as sharp as razor closing in perfectly on Sehun’s slender pale neck. The ‘what supposed to be head’ of that figure splits slowly, reveals a face that consist of an expanse of raw boiling flesh dripping with pus; one big black round eye in the middle of it and a set of yellow sharp tooth that align vertically under the beady eye.
It brings its other hand toward its 'face', one long finger stop in front of the tooth which by now is seeping out with thick blood from the gaps of it; a gesture that tells Kyungsoo to not tell anybody what he just saw.
Kyungsoo closes his eyes for a moment before looks away from Sehun; but don’t you expect him to wipe that stunned expression away from his face anytime soon. It won't hurt Sehun, he knows that; it's just attracted to the sweet youthful aura his younger friend exudes. But it doesn't changes the fact that what he saw was disturbing. He's been going through this kind of experience since he was in junior high, seeing things only few selected people can see, in many occasions, with many other creatures that could upset anyone's stomach. And he still can’t overcome his reaction and the sensation of it very well, even until now. Can you blame him?
A/N: What if... hahaha, got this inspiration while gossiping with Alan on twitter about duta lolak-lolok Korea the reason why he always looks so surprised in many of his pictures.
Added few lines, an afterthought after reading Nisa's comment, thanks dear.
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Comments and critics are encouraged & welcomed! Thank you!