Kaisoo

A Dash of Perfection

Fluff

Kyungsoo is a gifted cook with an enthusiastic food taster for a best friend.

Every afternoon after his classes, Kim Jongin dashes through the busy streets of Seoul and has his eyes set on a dainty little food shop in the corner named “Choco Vanilla”. Many of his classmates who knows of his after school activities thinks he has a bad sweet tooth but his friends know better. The ever charismatic Kim Jongin is reduced to a bundle of nerves whenever he’s around the “cutest chef and Pattisier in the whole world” (according to him too), Do Kyungsoo. They were childhood friends and were attached to each other’s hip from then on.

Jongin pushes the glass doors open and the sound of the wind chimes announce his arrival. Kyungsoo doesn’t even look up from the cupcake he was currently frosting when the door to his sweet sanctuary was entered unauthorized-ly.

“Hyung, ”

 Jongin wasn’t even given the chance to finish his sentence when a sweet, chocolatey treat was shoved to his mouth. Blinking, his eyes focused to Kyungsoo’s expectant face impossibly close to his and he felt himself blush from the undivided attention from his favorite hyung.

“Well? What do you think Jongin? Does it taste good, hmm?” Kyungsoo was giving him the innocent gaze again and he was blinking cutely at a blushing and chewing Jongin.

Tearing his eyes away from the cute sight in front of him, he focused instead on the heavenly treat placed on his tongue. Chewing, savoring, slowly grinding the pieces of desert offered to him in a rushed yet wholehearted way.

His eyes suddenly widened and doubled in size, staring at the half eaten cupcake in his fingertips—he felt a whiz of something amazing in his taste buds—sweet, creamy, tangy from the sudden cheese surprise inside, plus a hint of spice from the mint leaf on top and he feels euphoric, the sweet taste of the cupcake sending jolts of energy through his whole body and then—

“Hyung! Hyung!” He shook his expectant little pattisier by the shoulder with his free hand and gave him the brightest smile he could muster in his sweetness induced state.

“Its—its—, ”

“W-what, Jongin?” Kyungsoo replied nervously and his Adams apple bobbed up and down in anticipation.

“It’s amazing! Like, this is the best tasting cupcake you’ve made up to date! I mean, sure, each and every one of your cupcake creations is perfect but, let’s face it. This one is different! It tastes —,” Jongin made wild hand gestures in the air, gritting his teeth and eyebrows furrowed together as he tried his hardest to describe the amazing taste he had the chance to experience a while ago.

“I’ve got nothing,” he finally said with a huff, dropping his hands in exasperation.

Kyungsoo chuckled and reached up to ruffle his best friend’s already unruly hair. “ Your reactions are always the best, Jongin.” He continued chuckling heartily and Jongin has always noticed that his hyung’s smiles are contagious.

After laughing their hearts out, Jongin let a huff of breath out and placed his hand on top of Kyungsoo’s left shoulder. “No, really hyung. Your cupcake tastes amazing. Add it to the menu!” he finished with a smile and gently squeezed Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and tried his best to ignore the tingling sensation spreading fast from his left shoulder where Jongin touched him. “You say that all the time! I don’t even know what the truth is anymore,” He teased playfully and narrowed his eyes at him before walking away and around the now powder white kitchen table thanks to the scattered flour.

Jongin took another bite from his unfinished cupcake and moaned appreciatively from the overwhelming taste. Kyungsoo tried not to blush at the weird sound Jongin keeps on making around him lately every time he gets a taste of his baking. A surprised gasp leaves his mouth when Jongin is suddenly behind him and bending slightly forward to reach a cupcake from in front of Kyungsoo, their bodies touching— back to chest and Kyungsoo’s breath hitches when Jongin’s breath hits the sensitive area behind his ear and suddenly they are close—too close for comfort and then he whispers ever so softly,

“Don’t doubt yourself, hyung. You’re amazing and you put your heart and soul in everything you do—of course the outcome is perfect, a reflection of yourself. ” Then he winked and Kyungsoo doesn’t know where this is all coming from since Jongin’s tone while uttering those words tell of a different, deeper context—other than the cupcake— and he feels his whole face heat up and the tips of his ears go red and then— ,the warmth emanating from Jongin is gone, and he can breathe again.

He turned around slowly and he doesn’t know what to expect but Jongin is spontaneous and everything he does is unexpected, and so he catches him off guard again when what meets his gaze is a widely smiling Jongin, all pearly white teeth deliciously contrasting to beautifully tanned skin, crescent shaped eyes and a boyish charm that gets him weak in the knees every single time.

“I’m serious hyung, you’re daebak.”

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A week later and the cupcake Jongin’s been gushing about to the whole group has finally been placed in the menu. The cupcake’s name?’ A dash of perfection’

The naming culprit? The cheesy bastard that is Kim Jongin. He looks awfully proud at his work and is blissfully unaware of all the cringing his friends are doing everytime the cupcake receives love from outsiders. “May I see what ‘a dash of perfection’ is?” “what does ‘a dash of perfection’ taste like? Is it as good as the name suggests?”

Jongin answers a blinding smile to each and every cupcake enthusiast he talks to in the counter—yes, the counter. Since Kyungsoo can’t say no to Jongin’s signature ‘puppy eyes’, he’s been permitted to counter duty every afternoon after his classes for a week, and Baekhyun, the old counter boy, is permitted to a weeks worth of break as well. Jongin is more than happy to serve the customers with a smiling face, boasting of his favorite hyung’s hard work and convincing customers to comeback for more. “ ‘a dash of perfection’ will make you think of a lot of things, one of them of the one you cherish, and another about the good things in life. Tasting this cupcake will give you a slight glimpse of perfection’s taste at its finest.”

Kris is currently seated in the table at the farthest right of the café with the group, munching on a cookie Kyungsoo served for them. He watches with mild interest as a foreign customer motions for the patisier and an enthusiastic Jongin excuses himself and hurriedly pulls a baffled and blushing Kyungsoo from behind the oven and to the front desk. From a distance, Kyungsoo can be seen blushing madly and bowing a couple of times while Jongin looks like a proud stage mother beside her son, gesturing and smiling, and pride and fondness simply oozing out of him.

“He’s whipped.” Sehun simply comments and drinks his banana milk as he directs his poker face to the table, referring to Jongin.

“No , Sherlock.” Baekhyun quips, currently seated next to Chanyeol, his boyfriend who’s toying with his fingers under the table. “I’ve seen Jongin make googly eyes at him every afternoon. Christ! It’s so Kyungsoo to be so painfully dense that I cringe from second hand hurt everytime I watch Jongin make a move on him and it will just go by unnoticed.”

The rest of the group nod and sigh, turning their eyes back to the pair in the counter only to choke their drinks out and cough their lungs away at the sight that greeted their eyes.

The counter was void of people but the kitchen door right behind it was left ajar. Kyungsoo was currently seated on the kitchen table, legs a bit spread and Jongin fit snugly between them. His hands was on his waist and they were currently engaged in a sweet liplock, Kyungsoo’s hands tangling in the hair above Jongin’s nape pulling him closer and closer until there was no space for even air to pass through.

Meanwhile their ‘audience’ was left with mouths agape and eyes unblinking at the scene unfolding in front of them. A minute ago, awkwardness was eminent between the two and now—,

“They’re making out!!” and Baekhyun is weezing and dying and he is being shushed by three pairs of hands as they all silently make their way out of the humble shop, turning the open sign, to closed, to avoid any unwanted visitors for the two love birds left inside.

Jongin finally pulled away, out of breath. They were both gasping out and staring at each other as a blush slowly crept on both of their faces. Lips swollen and wet breaths fogging up the space between them, hearts frantically beating together as one, loving gazes thrown at each other as realization dawns upon the both of them.

What started out as a ‘hyung, you’ve got a little something here…’ turned out to Jongin leaning forward as Kyungsoo failed to brush the cookie crumb off the side of his lips, and the crumb off himself. Shocked with each other, Jongin just salvaged the situation by simply kissing him head on, silently hoping and praying in his head that Kyungsoo will respond and not be disgusted by him. An angel must have heard him and his prayers have been answered. They ended up chuckling heartily after a few tense seconds of staring into each other’s souls. When they finally calmed down, Kyungsoo’s hand went up to cup Jongin’s cheek and he maps his face out with his thumb. The pads of his thumb moving over lightly above his sharp jaw line, his crooked nose, his eyebrows, his eyelids to which his eyes flutter close immediately, and then to the soft plump lips he tasted a while ago. Kyungsoo smiled his heart shaped smile to the younger and watched him with a soft, fond gaze.

Jongin responded to his hyung’s caresses by sliding his hands up and ending up behind his hyungs waist, his hands clasped together, pulling him closer. Brushing the fringe off his eyes, Kyungsoo shyly leaned down again and Jongin met him half way, their lips meeting and moving together as if they were two puzzle pieces connected and they couldn’t be more perfectly fit than that.

“You’re my dash of perfection, hyung.”

Kyungsoo couldn’t say much with words as he’s too shy and floating above the clouds to form a coherent sentence right now but he hopes he can show Jongin how much he means to him through actions and maybe tell him someday that yes, ‘a dash of perfection’, the cupcake he spent every afternoon making, was actually directed to and inspired by him, his own personal dash of perfection, Kim Jongin.

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part 1 of my kaisoo feels dump ;~;

sorry if this or something

and i'm awfully sorry to all my readers waiting for me to update my other stories-- I'm on it, I swear! I just needed to write something light before the main stuff. :D