Omg look who's still alive. Haha. Does anyone still remember me T_T

Well I'm sorry to disappoint but I'm still not out of hiatus yet, I was looking through my unfinished fics and hola, there is a drabble that isn't unfinished! (In other words, finished, haha)

Title: Nestled

Length: Drabble 

Pairing: Chensoo

Genre: Fluff, Comfort

Summary: Jongdae just wants to comfort Kyungsoo. 

(Inspired by the mini comic strip on top)

There are some things in Jongdae's life that aren't that easy to understand. 

He knows how to sing, how to dance (mostly, as long as Yixing-ge is there), how to put up with the antics of his fellow beagle-line mates, how to pacify his grumpy leader hyung, how to make Xiumin hyung happy (coffee and cycling dates seem to do the trick).

But what Jongdae still can't figure out is one person. He isn't clingy like the maknaes or assertive like the hyungs. He constantly lives in his own world, shuttling back and forth to be with EXO, to be at the filming set of his drama, to be with K for their own activities.

Kyungsoo is really busy. All the time. He has been in a movie, a drama, and possibly more pending projects for him to undertake in the future. He's the first member in EXO, really, to start paving his acting career to the silver screen. And he's only barely into his twenties.

He's full of potential, Jongdae's heard the managers say. He'd make it big in the future, he's got the talent to become a successful actor. Jongdae isn't jealous of Kyungsoo's increasing popularity, more like filled with awe and pride for his fellow groupmate. But his popularity is starting to get worrying. Kyungsoo is starting to get worrying.

Jongdae doesn't know what to do.

~~~

It's dark out, and everyone's getting ready to head out for dinner. Choreo practice ended early today, giving the members enough time to have a proper dinner outside instead of ordering takeout again. 

They have made a booking at a restaurant today, and there is a hustle at the dorm where everybody is doing themselves up for the special occasion of sorts. 

Zitao is tearing his hair over what to wear. "Should I match this top with jeans, or cropped pants?" He whines to Jongdae, who is perched on the bed reading a magazine. 

Jongdae an eyebrow and points to the pants without a word. Zitao snatches the pants up confidently, only to set it back down and tilt his head very seriously at the pair of washed-out jeans beside it.

"But these look great too..."

"But it's a restaurant, Tao," Jongdae asserts.

Zitao tosses the jeans back into the cupboard without further argument, and starts to change into his outfit.

"By the way, I heard that Kyungsoo isn't going," Zitao casually mentions as he adjusts his collar I front of the mirror.

Jongdae sits up a little straighter, tearing his eyes off the magazine to eye the M maknae with sudden interest. "What?"

"He's not going today. Doesn't feel like it. Figured he needs the rest anyway."

Jongdae furrows his brows, eyes darting back to the magazine which he has long lost interest in. He hops off Zitao's bed and heads out to the corridor, meeting Junmyeon along the way.

"Kyungsoo isn't going?" He asks the leader, who is holding his freshly done hair up with one hand. 

Junmyeon nods, giving him a pat on the shoulder. "He's feeling tired today."

He looks like he's feeling tired everyday, Jongdae thinks. He hesitates for a bit, before turning to face Junmyeon again.

"I'm not going too. I'll make sure Kyungsoo's okay."

Junmyeon brightens up considerably. "You'll do that? Thanks a lot, Jongdae-ya," he responds with a grateful smile.

Jongdae bobs his head, before making a beeline to Kyungsoo's room.

~~~

Kyungsoo is sitting on the floor beside the wall socket where his handphone is charging. He stares silently at the little flashing battery icon on the screen.

"Hey," Jongdae gestures weakly as he enters the room. Kyungsoo looks up and smiles vaguely acknowledging his presence.

There are echoing noises in the hallway as the rest of the members leave the apartment. Jongdae waits the sounds to die down, before crouching beside Kyungsoo and offering him a concerned smile.

"Kyungsoo, what's wrong?" 

The younger shakes his head slightly. Kyungsoo keeps his eyes fixed on his charging phone the whole time, knees up against his chest, hands closed over each other.

Jongdae touches his knee lightly. Kyungsoo doesn't flinch, which makes him feel almost glad. "Can I do anything to help?"

Kyungsoo shrugs his shoulders, lips pursed together. Jongdae can feel the stress and tension radiating from the younger's form.

Jongdae knows that Kyungsoo is going through a rough period. With all the activities he has been having, the heavy workload, long schedules, high expectations - things have taken a toll on his mental health and he is feeling stressed-out. He also knows that Kyungsoo is unhappy, and even though he doesn't know what is the best way to cheer him up, he can give it a try.

Jongdae gets up and heads over to the younger's bed for a moment.

~~~

Five minutes later, Jongdae returns to Kyungsoo's side. The latter barely looks up this time, and Jongdae notices that his eyes were sad and shimmering.

"Hey, Kyungsoo-ya, I... I made you something."

Kyungsoo's gaze lifts to meet his own. Jongdae gives him a warm smile.

"I made a nest for you. Would that help?"

Kyungsoo looks over to the bed, where a huge mound of blankets and pillows now resides. It is haphazardly made, kind of like a children's play fort, with a hollow middle, and it looks like a single nudge would cause everything to tumble to a heap.

Jongdae doesn't miss the slight quirk at the edge of Kyungsoo's mouth, at the sight of his creation. The younger turns back to Jongdae and mumbles, "okay."

Jongdae offers out his hand which Kyungsoo accepts, and he pulls the boy up to his feet. Kyungsoo stumbles a little, clutching Jongdae's hand extra tight as he leads him over to the bed.

Kyungsoo climbs into the nest, smiling a little when a pillow from the top topples off its place and bops him on the nose. He nestles himself comfortably among the colourful pillows which Jongdae had painstakingly pooled together from all the members' beds. Once settled, he he folds his arms under his chin and shuts his eyes.

Jongdae's voice echoes from a distance, with a slight undertone of amusement. "Does that help?"

Kyungsoo nods, humming softly in content.

"Are you going to come out anytime?" 

He blinks his eyes open and they focus on Jongdae, still sitting at the edge of the bed. Jongdae has a sincere, hopeful smile on his face, and Kyungsoo has never felt more at ease in a very long time.

He shakes his head, and Jongdae laughs good-naturedly.

"Hang on."

Jongdae disappears from his view, but only for a couple of seconds, before Kyungsoo feels the mound of pillows around him tremble. To his surprise, Jongdae worms his way into the nest, popping up beside Kyungsoo with a chuckle.

"It's a little tight in here with two people, don't you think?" He comments, shifting about to get comfortable. Their sides brush, and Jongdae feels really warm and nice. Kyungsoo never knew how badly he was craving for touch, until then.

It's a tight squeeze, but it's a comfortable one, and Kyungsoo feels like he can stay here forever.

"Thank you," he murmurs, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks. 

Jongdae wraps a arm around his shoulders and pulls him close, pressing their sides flush together. "There's not very much I can do to help you, but I hope this makes you feel better," he replies softly.

Kyungsoo feels Jongdae's hand gently massaging his shoulder, easing the tension out of it. He likes the way Jongdae pays attention to detail- the way he draws soothing circles along his shoulder blades, the way he nudges Kyungsoo's foot with his toe, the way he subtly leans his head against his own. 

Kyungsoo sighs, leaning to press his forehead against Jongdae's cheek. 
 
"Don't go." 

He doesn't mean for it to sound desperate, but right now everything feels so right and he doesn't want to lose any of it, any of this comfort and warmth, not just yet.

It provides him with an avenue to escape from the harsh reality of showbiz, of celebrity life, a life that he chose for himself but sometimes wondered if it was the most suitable life for him. 

But he will never regret joining EXO, because it is in EXO that he has discovered a very special family that he would never trade anything for.

Jongdae chuckles lightly, and a tiny yawn escapes his lips. "I'm not going anywhere... Not unless you want me to."

Kyungsoo makes a sound of disapproval. "Never."

Jongdae cracks a sleepy smile. "I might get annoying, and then you'll kick me out."

"You're not annoying, as long as those two aren't around."

The older's shoulders shake with silent laughter. "I beg to differ. I think those two are much tamer without captain beagle in the house."

Kyungsoo shushes him by pressing his palm against his hyung's mouth. "Don't talk."

Jongdae hums in amusement, and they remain silent for a couple of moments until Kyungsoo feels Jongdae's arm go limp with sleep. He tilts his head to view Jongdae's peaceful sleeping face, smiling at the way one cheek is squished against a pillow.

~~~

There are many things in Kyungsoo life that aren't easy to understand. And one of them is Kim Jongdae.

He hopes that one day, he would be able to figure him out, though.

Maybe there's something more that Jongdae is trying to let in to him. Maybe there's something more, nestled deep beneath the layers. 

But for now, Kyungsoo wants to forget. He wants to live in the present, the now, he wants to set aside the past and the future for another time. Here, nestled in Jongdae's arms and the giant fort of pillows, Kyungsoo wants to relax, appreciate the gentle rise and fall of Jongdae's chest as he sleeps beside him. 

(Written on 27Aug 2014 - wow how belated is that. Hope you enjoyed it, and do wait for me to properly come back! ;) )