Ch 15 – Waning in the Distance
Waxing & Waning: Two MoonsCh 15 – Waning in the Distance
A/N: Okay, Kaisoo shippers, hold on tight like D.O on Kai here…
LOVE ME RIGHT ERA
June ends up being a complete blur of “Love Me Right” promotions. They win and win and win, even up against tough competition from BigBang. As happy as Kyungsoo is throughout the promotion period, he knows as soon as it’s over, he’s going away to film Pure Love so he can’t help but be extra clingy to Jongin right now.
The day before his departure, they’re in Bangkok for one more Exo’luxion concert. With Jaehyuk’s permission, Kyungsoo gets up early and takes a translator with him to the local market to buy fresh ingredients. He comes back to the condo they’re staying in and begins to prep a meal. While he’s melting the palm sugar on the stove, Baekhyun comes in, smelling the delicious aroma in the air. “Ooo, what are we having, Kyungsoo?” he chirps eagerly.
“WE are not having anything. This is for—for me. The market didn’t have a lot of papaya on hand, so I can only make one big serving.” Baekhyun whines and sneaks a handful of the peanuts Kyungsoo had crushed and put to the side. He runs out of the kitchen with the chef snapping a towel at him. “Baek, you little-- You’re such a vulture!”
Kyungsoo finishes making the dish in peace and goes to get Jongin, who’s just emerged from the shower and is back in their big shared bedroom with Chanyeol and Sehun. He gulps, salivating at the sight of the lean dancer in nothing but a towel hanging low on his hips and water droplets still scattered across his chiseled chest. He forces his eyes to stop staring at the hint of the boy’s happy trail; the other roommates are right there, for crying out loud, and are going to notice him gawking if he doesn’t quit it. Kyungsoo trains his eyes on Jongin’s face instead, trying not to look as flustered as he is. “Hey – come meet me on the balcony. When you’re dressed.” The dancer’s amused grin right after the last line makes him mentally slap himself as he scurries out of the room. ‘Good job clarifying that, moron. Like Jongin would have otherwise come outside . And now he knows you were thinking about him being undressed.’
The singer waits on the private balcony with the food he prepared on the small table that’s out there with two chairs. Jongin joins him a few minutes later. “Oh what’s this?”
“Um, surprise. I wanted to make you a real meal for today. It’s a traditional Thai dish. I don’t know if it’ll be any good since I haven’t made it in a really long time.”
The younger boy seems touched as he digs in. “Thanks, Soo. It’s delicious. Wait, where’d you get all these ingredients?” he asks, poking around at all the fresh vegetables.
“I, uh, I got up early and went to the market.”
Jongin pauses and grabs Kyungsoo’s hand, giving it an appreciative squeeze. “You did all that, just for me?”
“You know I’ll have to go straight to Goheung after tonight, and I won’t be able to cook for you for a while, so I just thought… I just wanted you to know I care and I’m going to miss you, so I made you some som tam.” He’s tripping over his words, not getting them out quite properly, but he hopes Jongin understands the underlying message.
“You made me som tam. Because you... care and you’re going to miss me.” The boy repeats meaningfully.
“Yeah.”
After a quick peek to make sure no one can see them from the balcony door, Jongin leans in and gives him a chaste, tender kiss on the lips. “I’m going to miss you, too.”
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Later that night, during their ending ment, D.O thanks the fans for coming and likely skipping dinner to be there. “I’ll pick what should be on your menu.” He swallows and wonders if he should say what first came to his mind or not… oh why not. Hopefully Jongin will be amused rather than put out. “Today: som tam!”
Kai immediately gets the inside-joke implication and comes over to poke him. Kyungsoo can’t help the huge, genuine smile that breaks out across his face as Jongin’s open laugh is confirming that he got his cheesy hidden meaning to the fans. ‘Som tam, because you care and you’re going to miss them.’
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Two weeks. It’s been two whole weeks, and absolutely no contact fr
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