Jongdae's a fairly good cook. Yet, for some reason, he fails horribly every time he's in Chef Kyungsoo's presence. 

Kyungsoo is made from millions of beat Jongdae’s heart has skipped. He’s a dream fabricated from every exchange of ‘good morning’ in the hallway, stolen glances during lunch break, and small smiles blossoming on Jongdae's lips whenever their eyes meet.  

Last Christmas, Kyungsoo might or might not have given Jongdae his heart. The very next year, Jongdae returns with an answer in his open hands.  

  Kyungsoo can't really ask for anything more than this.  

  “One small circle, another small circle, and one big circle...”  

“Why didn’t we do it sooner?” Kyungsoo looks up and the butterfly wings are still fluttering in his stomach – he’s got used to the sensation by now, though. “I don’t know.” Jongdae’s eyes twinkle – specks

Jongdae only wants to make sure that Kyungsoo eats well.

Amidst impossible deadlines, barely-there-to-start-with-and-now-quickly-dying passion for architecture, Kyungsoo and Jongdae fumble, tumble and stumble through architecture school while navigating other things they come to learn of themselves.

"Let's become close, let's hug, hold hands and kiss each other. Let's do it everywhere, in every situation, even in public so other people will think we're gays, dating each other. And the one who isn't able to take it anymore and wants to stop, loses." Where friendship goes a little too fa

Kyungsoo moves to a new city and learns to listen to what the flowers have to say. witch au

Jongdae loved the library. It’s a place where he can settle in, calm his racing heart, and slow the adrenaline rushing through his veins. One day, his heart starts beating faster when he finds a boy his age in the corner, tucked in with several books around him. Jongdae is determined to make friends with the new boy in hopes of creating a loving friendship over the silent library.

"I wish you were here when he was crying at night, cursing at you, wetting my arms. And then coming back to you again."

Kyungsoo and Jongdae practice for their duet on Sukira. FLUFF. FLUFF EVERYWHERE.

open up the year book of class XOXO and on a certain homeroom class page, there will be do kyungsoo’s and kim jongdae’s photos next to each other.

Maybe it starts like this. “This way ahead,” I’ll say.

One moment, Kyungsoo was sleeping rather peacefully, dreaming of rapping and becoming a big star someday; the next moment, he's waking up to a break-up text from his boyfriend.