Kyungsoo becomes a reluctant butler to a stray cat.

Oh Sehun and Do Kyungsoo one shoot fanfiction story as member of EXO

Elucidate - v. Make (something) clear; explain   If there’s one thing that Kyungsoo wants in life right now it would be to experience the beauty of love. He is 29 years old but had never been in love, never been kissed. He often wonders what is wrong with him. He is definitely living a social lifestyle. He

  Title: Speechless Pairing: Sehun/D.O., mention of Chanyeol/Baekhyun Summary: Sehun gifts Kyungsoo flowers every week. He thinks it’s a joke when he sees Sehun is friends with Chanyeol, the infamous prankster. He doesn’t know Sehun can’t speak and gifting flowers is the only way to show his affection. Word count: 12k+ Prompt from: Twitter

“W-what if he doesn’t like me?” Sehun’s voice is tight, a little high and pitchy. Kyungsoo blinks, stops his hand from knocking on Sehun's door without thinking.   [Or, the AU where Kyungsoo and Sehun are dating and Kyungsoo's trying to surprise Sehun with food only to overhear his insecurities.]

EXO is a South Korean-Chinese boy group based in Seoul. Formed by S.M. Entertainment in 2011, the group debuted in 2012 with 12 - Scratch that. This is 2017, 5 years later. We were said to be a failure. We started off as awkward newbies in the industry. Hell, I was that cute maknae of EXO-K with lisp that became an in

pairing: kyungsoo/sehungenre:

Sehun is forced to apply for cooking classes by his best friend. Kyungsoo is his dreamy cooking instructor. length: 12.7k words rating: pg note: originally written for astrongbreeze, a sesoo fic exchange @ lj      

pairings: kyungsoo/sehun

​pairing: kyungsoo/sehun

pairing: kyungsoo/sehun

main pairing: kyungsoo/sehungenre: apparel store au, humour, fluffrating: pg-13length: ~2.8ksummary: sehun wants to play a game called 'let's hide all the black shirts from that hot customer and see how he reacts'.warnings: sehun needs to be given a dictionary.notes: originally written for astrongb

main pairing: kyungsoo/sehungenre: coffee shop au, humour, fluffrating: pg-13other pairings involved: chanyeol/jonginlength: ~8.4ksummary: kyungsoo attempts to hit on the hot customer, oh sehun. it does not go well. he enlists the help of chanyeol. it does not go well.warnings: second hand embarrassment, and a lot of it.notes: 

there is always a hidden wild imagination while doing your laundry. side note: inspired by a music video called how do i look by beenzino. contact: twitter 

strike twelve, kyungsoo will disappear. not because of magic. taxi's midnight charges are just expensive. your modern fairytale of cinderella. side note: inspired by a video from youtube by munah and hirzi.

sehun is manly, not when he is with him. kyungsoo happens to leak his inner child in him. side note: based loosely on this fanart.

When routine threatens to numb the heart, the heart rebels... and Kyungsoo leans in. 

sehun is annoying, i don't like him. kyungsoo once said a few days ago. annoying? yes. is he lying? maybe. side note: inspired by a cover from nylon pink of the famous song called gee. contact: 

kyungsoo tends to bite his tongue all the time. especially when he tries to tell sehun he loves him. side note: inspired by a song called baby, i by ariana grande. contact: twitter 

What happens when Sehun interrupts Kyungsoo's shower? 

There had never been a time where Sehun took life for granted. But that's a lie. He'd taken life and everything else around him for granted. And now... now what?         ~a/n~ Ah, was on a angsty oneshot rampage (as you might see from my latest fanfics) and this was a special request from "

pulchritudinous - physical beauty

  Kyungsoo loves summer as much as he loves Pororo.  He thinks, only in summer he could feel how almighty the sun is and how the ocean greets people cheerfully (Kyungsoo realized it the first time he visited beach and stared at blue waves were consuming the shore).

  06:00 AM I opened my eyes and felt the warmth of the room, which I've been sleeping at for almost 4 years without somebody snoring beside me—disturbed my beauty sleep. I was thinking the stuffs I shall do today and tomorrow. But, the singing birds were telling me to lay—stay still on the bed—not wanting me to rejoice the beauty of