Crestfallen Petrichor
Description
When his ‘frustrated-writer’ father won ₩ 10 Billion lottery from a box of leftover guava juice, twelve years old simple-minded Kyungsoo thought his ordinary life had finally turned into a whole new level of fairytale burlesque; so it’s actually sad to say that he didn’t expect his parents to get him and his two tabby kittens to move all the way from Seoul’s upper-right core to Gangwon Province—or should he peeveshly add, the secluded Goseong-gun, to be just a little more specific—, as well as sending him to a local old-fashioned junior high school, causing our very protagonist to meet a certain haughty Byun Baekhyun and fall for him in the unexplained process.
Foreword
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Hi, this is my 2nd story! :)
So, it's originally a KaiSoo, I've prepared the raw draft several weeks ago, but---but besides KriSoo, BaekSoo is my actual OTP, so I decided to give this cute ship a little spotlight because Baek perfectly fits the character much much better than Kai and Kris can ever do in my imagination :))
But if you enjoy confusing yourself with KaiSoo & ChanSoo (yeah, I ship Kyungsoo with everyone except me!), then you are very welcome to my other ongoing story http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/546631/silenced-ennui-angst-chansoo-exo-kaisoo. I'm planning on writing a KriSoo, though, but I can't help to add a spice of angst. Yup, I'm bad with fluffy words :')
So, yeah, this is it. I hope you can enjoy the story :)
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Forewords: Crestfallen Petrichor
To this small, secluded district, Baekhyun is a blessing—and Kyungsoo didn’t have to prove his crude theory because—
Because he could already feel it. The presence, the radiance.
The similar scent found in everyplace he stepped his feet into, as though each solitory corner of this territory—the tad-sad blue horizon just above Hwajinpo Lake, the fleeting season, the branchy pathway—was specially made for that black outline of his small puppy eyes, skinny back, playful resonant laugh, and beautiful euphonious singing voice Kyungsoo first heard on their second-year midschool camp.
Little Red Riding Hood,
Met a hungry wolf in the stomach of spooky wood.
He was twelve at that time.
Baekhyun was almost thirteen or so—he didn’t really count and didn’t really care.
“Hey, new kid, are you trying to attack me? Girls may adore you, but if you think you can win against me, I can't guarantee you will ever walk straight again."
Because one thing Kyungsoo really concerned thereat was the fact that Byun Baekhyun had caught him, one full moon starry night and Taebaek Mountain eradiating perplexed lunar light, peeping on the said haughty boy from down and behind a string of Korean Spice Viburnum shrubs.
—Cheeks blushing as times slowly died in a brief (coarse) rub.
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