The pull was too immense, too powerful to be stopped by any mortal means. He could feel himself, following the invisible magnetism. 

  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.

Kyungsoo gets a cat hybrid. Jongdae likes to be petted.