Never in Jongin’s life had he once feared numbers. In fact, he was fairly good in mathematics and could at least solve at slightly advanced mathematics without breaking a sweat. He was secretly a math wiz and only Taemin knew about it (because he often relies on him for Math related homeworks). But this is the first time he has learned to associate the word fear in numbers. He knew a lot of people feared or even hated the subject he had grown fond of and he never understood how they felt.  Well, maybe now he did.

Kyungsoo has ten brothers.  He only knows three of them. Well, not really know them personally, he had only seen them with Kyungsoo. Initially, he thought his brothers were just some senior high friends but it turns out the triplets were his hyungs. Jongin started bombarding himself with questions. If he had seen his three brothers, what about the remaining seven? Was Kyungsoo the youngest? So does he have to deal with his ten hyungs then? Hyungs he hasn’t even have an idea what they look like. He chuckled at his imagination when ten other Kyungsoo popped out in his imagination in different shapes and body built. Each of them had big round eyes and heart shaped lips. Yep, they were Kyungsoo’s brothers apparently—to Jongin, at least.

His little Kyungsoo fantasizing moments was unceremoniously disturbed when Taemin barged in his room and started asking him how the confession went.

“I don’t even know if I got rejected.” He mumbled and started drawing circles on his bed sheet. He looked like a child deprived from a candy he wanted to buy at a candy store.

Taemin launched himself on his best friend’s bed and grabbed the nearest manhwa he could reach for cluttered on the floor and flipped it open. “So, what did Kyungsoo say?”

“He’ll give me his reply if I get an approval from his brothers? Did I get rejected?”

Taemin stopped flipping the manhwa and stared at Jongin. “Seriously? That’s it?” He snorted and Jongin nodded. The older guy shrugged his shoulder “Think of his brothers as a big trial, you know “ the black haired boy rolled on his back. “Maybe he wants to see if you’re worthy, idiot. I don’t think he really subtly rejected you. “He explained as he continued to browse the book he was reading. “Unless, you already think you aren’t worthy. ” He looked at Jongin with taunting smile and the brunette threw a pillow at him.

“Ya! Who says I’m giving up already?”

“Welcome home Baekhyunnieee!!”

“Did you bring us some snacks?”

“Play with us Yeollieee!!”

“Kyungie, bake me cookies!”

The four high school students sighed at their younger brothers, Tao and Sehun as they relentlessly attacked them with requests to play here, watch this, make me that as soon as they stepped inside their humble abode. Tao was five and Sehun was four and they were the last additions in their family.

“TAO, SEHUN!! IT’S BATH TIME!!”

The two boys stared at each other and scrambled behind their hyungs when Junmyeon emerged out of their living room down to their hallway wearing a pink frilly apron tied around his waist and blonde hair all tied up in pigtails. Junmyeon groaned upon seeing his dongsaengs and held out his index finger at them, warning them not even speak a word. He stared at the four boys who were all pursing their lips trying hard not laugh and he massaged his throbbing temple. He wondered if he still had dignity left in him.

“DON’T. EVEN. ASK.” Junmyeon’s voice sounded thick and dangerous but the four teenager just nodded their head and Chanyeol began chuckling. “TAO! SEHUN! Stop hiding behind your hyungs and take a bath!!” He ordered, only to hear messed up protests from the two boys.

“No!!! “ The two youngest cried out. “Jongdae hyung smells like so he can take a bath!!” Sehun suggested and roughly kicked Jongdae from behind, causing the older to stumble forward and gape at Sehun.

“Yah! Sehun! “Kyungsoo turned to Sehun who was snickering naughtily behind him. “Who taught you to say that?!” He lightly scold the boy.

Sehun looked up to at his hyung innocently, eyes sparkling and wide. He pouted and thought about it. “Umm, I heard Luhan hyung say it once when he told Minseok hyung to take out the dirty trash outside because it smells like . “ Junmyeon facepalm-ed and reminded himself to tell Luhan to watch his words because Sehun likes to closely watch him and follow his favourite hyung around and even sometimes imitate him because he loves the doting Luhan hyung so much.   

“Hyung, smells like means you stink right?” Tao asked quietly and Kyungsoo wanted to cry. His younger brothers were learning profanities at a young age. Why did their oldest have to be dumb and tarnish their sweet pure innocent little angels like this. They were too young to even know what meant…but then again he learned profanities at the age of seven when his Kris hyung woke the whole house up because he accidentally stubbed his toe on the door and all the possible colourful words of profanities rolled out like a song. Since then his oh so sweet innocent world was long gone.

Chanyeol groaned and kneeled in front of Tao and Sehun. “Sehunnie, Taozi. Listen to hyung. is something you kids shouldn’t be using. It’s a bad word and when you say it your lips will be chopped off. You won’t be able to speak anymore.“ He said attempting to scare the younger boys and putting his not so imaginative mind into action.  “Do you want that to happen? You won’t be able to eat Kyungsoo’s cookies anymore or drink your favourite Taro Milk Tea.”

“But…but I always hear you say that whenever Baekhyun hyung tries to kis—“The giants eyes looked alarmed and immediately his hands flew over Tao’s mouth before he could even finish his not so innocent statement. His other siblings stared at him suspiciously and he nervously laughed.

“Hahaha! Junmyeon hyung I’ll go bring the two boys to bath. Go change before Kris hyung sees you! Let’s go kids!! Hahaha!!” Chanyeol teased before scrambling away carrying his dongsaengs over his shoulders and disappearing quicker than you can say Yehet.

“What was that all about?” Junmyeon curiously asked as he painfully yanked out the rubber bands the two boys had tied around his head. 

Baekhyun protruded his lower lip and shrugged his shoulder. “I dunno~” He half sung before skip hopping up to his room.

Sooner or later

It’s gonna be

U & ME ;)

Please meet me by the oak tree after school?

Jongdae snatched the paper from him and read it aloud before teasing his younger brother and telling him this was too cheesy for him.  “So are you going to meet this lover boy?” He flashed a meaningful grin at him and the younger huffed in reply. A grin from Jongdae meant trouble with a capital T. Kyungsoo can only groan and nod his head, confirming the answer to older boy’s question.

“Yes, and don’t tell Baekhyun or Chanyeol about this.” He grunted and snatched back the paper from him before stuffing them at the back of his pocket. “I’ll treat you some milk tea next time, okay. Stop grinning already.”

“Love you Kyungie-poo~” Jongdae threw an arm around Kyungsoo and happily dragged him to class.

“I hate you.” Kyungsoo mumbled but he really didn’t mean it.

When the clock struck at exactly 4:30 in the afternoon, Kyungsoo had already bolted out their door and squeezed his way out before any of his brothers could even spot him. He needed to get away since he needs to secretly meet up with Kim Jongin, something he found rather odd for him to do.

He stopped for a second and wondered what made him agree to see Kim Jongin again after his sudden confession. He didn’t actually know or maybe he did but he didn’t really know how to explain it so instead he pushed all those thoughts at the back of his head and continue his short journey towards the oak tree. Hopefully, Jongdae covers up for him like he had promised in exchange of a milk tea treat he and Kyungsoo agreed on.   From a far, he could already spot the younger boy sitting on the roots of the oak tree and unconsciously his smile grew wider as he jogged towards the tree.

“Jongin!” Kyungsoo called out and gave him a small wave however, the boy being called didn’t respond instead bob his head and finally rolled on the side of his shoulder.  He snickered as he neared Jongin.   “You’re…sleeping?” He said but the younger boy didn’t’ bother replying as he was too preoccupied with his nap.

He decided to occupy the empty space beside him and argued with himself whether he should wake the younger boy up or not. Finally deciding to let the tan boy get some more sleep he decided to observe Jongin’s sleeping face for a few seconds instead. Do Kyungsoo’s wide round eyes were wide and curious as it travelled along the unsuspecting Jongin. He mentally noted how peaceful and calm Jongin looked as he slept like a baby. He noticed the small puffs his cheeks made as he exhaled, how his lashes looked so long and touch the top of his cheeks and how his brows look horizontal and beautiful on his face. He leaned a little closer to inspect his lashes when Jongin stirred and slowly opened his eyes only to find Kyungsoo’s face just inches away from him.

Startled, the two immediately backed away from each other, cheeks warming up evenly and heart racing from the small gap between them. Kyungsoo’s eyes were wider than it normally was and he had his both of his hands cupping his heating cheeks. He never thought Jongin would wake up the moment his curiosity had reached it’s peak. He inwardly cursed himself for being too curious and hit his head with his hand. Jongin on the other had felt like his heart had leapt all the way up to heaven. He fell asleep waiting for Kyungsoo and didn’t expect to wake up seeing him that close to his face. He could almost clearly see the small lines on Kyungsoo’s heart shaped lips and caught a whiff of his cologne. It smelled like zest citrus. He secretly admitted that it was a very refreshing scent, it smelled nice. Probably a smell he could get used to. His mind had already declared it. Kyungsoo smelled nice. Jongin groaned and felt his face heat up the more he thought about it.

“I..uh” Kyungsoo had no words to explain what he was doing. He was just curious why Jongin had long beautiful lashes. It’s not like he could say that without sounding like a creeper and he didn’t expect him to wake up that very moment too. He racked his brain for some excuse and blurted out the only thing that came into his mind “I…there was a bug. Yeah, a bug!!” He explained lamely. “A bug was crawling on your face. I had to get it out. ” He shyly turned his head back to see if Jongin was looking but he wasn’t.

Jongin took a deep breath and believed Kyungsoos words. When he calmed down, he mouthed an “Aja, fighting” to himself and turned around to face Kyungsoo but his heart failed him because before him was a shy Kyungsoo staring hesitantly at him. If Cupid had struck him with an arrow the first time he met Kyungsoo, this time Cupid probably barraged him with arrows because his heart would no longer stop racing and thumping against his chest. “Oh Dear God. I must have done something really good today to deserve something like this today. “ Jongin thought. He gulped and meekly nodded. “Uh…thanks h-hyung”

“Yeah” Kyungsoo bit his lower lip and tried hard not to smile too much. “So...uh, why did you want to meet?” He asked trying to sound normal and calm as much as possible.

“Oh ” Jongin remembered and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “Um, hyung?”

“Yeah? ”

The younger brunette fumbled with his hands and reluctantly asked about the older boy’s siblings. Kyungsoo laughed and smiled at him. “You’re curious?”

He nodded his head and looked down on his hands. “Well, I am still going to stick with what I told you a few days ago…I mean…if it’s okay with you because if not I’ll try to stop now but I probably can’t. BecauseIreallylikeyou.”He rushed the last words in his sentence and face palmed when he realized he was starting to ramble things. However, Kyungsoo found it an endearing characteristic and couldn’t help but smile.  

“ I’m the ninth child. “Kyungsoo replied and fell back on the soft green grass. Jongin looked at him and did the math. Kyungsoo wasn’t the youngest. He still had ten siblings two of which is younger than him. It also meant there were eleven boys in their house. Uh-oh.  “Our parents wanted a big family so….”He grinned sheepishly and stared back at the sky. “The oldest and the craziest hyungs are Minseok hyung followed by Luhan hyung. They’re the first pair of twins in the family and they’re 25.” He explained and glanced at Jongin who seemed to have his full attention on him. “Then Kris hyung was born a year after so he’s 24 then the year after again Junmyeon hyung followed, 23. “ Jongin nodded his head and ushering the older boy to continue. “Then we have Yixing hyung who followed after two years, so he’s 21 years old now. Then the little spawns from hell came next. Baekhyun was 6 minutes older than Jongdae and Jongdae was 7 minutes older than Chanyeol, 19…then little ‘ol me, 18“

“Oh.”

Kyungsoo laughed as he noticed the small crease forming on Jongin’s forehead. He already looked confused.“Was it too much to take in already?’ He teased. Jongin shook his head and smiled at him. “Ready for the last two?”

“Yeah, go on. Are they a year younger than you too?” Jongin asked curiously.

The older boy shook his head and smiled. “No, Tao is just 5 and Sehun is 4 so at least there’s a 13 to 14 years gap between the three of us. So there you have it.” He explained. "Did that satisfy your curiousity Mr. Kim?"He grinned.

Mr. Kim. Jongin chocked on his own saliva and playfully rolled his eyes at Kyungsoo. “Yes, it was more than helpful. I was very much educated. Thank you Mr. Do” He tried hard not to smile widely but it was obvious he couldn’t.

Kyungsoo wanted to talk more and ask Jongin about his family but it was already getting late and Junmyeon would be wondering where he was. He jumped up and bid goodbye to Jongin but not before he handed him something.

Jongin was rendered speechless when Kyungsoo started to ramble something that had to do with dinner. He abruptly grabbed his hand and shoved a crumpled piece of paper in his hand before running off screaming a goodbye to him. He stared at the crumpled paper on his palm and thought Kyungsoo was playing tricks on him and giving him a trash? But the moment he uncrumpled the paper he could have sworn he had heard the sky opening and angelic chorale singing Halleluiah to him.

Do Kyungsoo

+928XXXXXXXX

“DO KYUNGSOO WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!” Luhan’s voice screeched the moment he had closed the door behind him. He stood by the entrance holding a mop on one hand and the other hand on his waist. He had the frilly apron Junmyeon was wearing before on and it didn’t look bad on him as it did on the other.

“You look lovely, Hyung.” Kyungsoo deadpanned and stared at his hyung.

Luhan rolled his eyes at his younger brother. “ you Kyungsoo. I’m manly. And don’t change the topic.  I asked you a question.”

“Sorry Mom. I did a little grocery shopping and got caught up with the free food tasting. “He lied and showed him two plastic bags which clearly came from a grocery store a few blocks away from them. Jongdae (who was passing by with a cup of orange juice on hand) snorted and threw him a I-know-what-you did-there-brotha’ smile before scurrying up and missing the last step of the stairs. Kyungsoo had mentally laughed at his brother’s little slip up at the top of their stairs and looked back at Luhan.

The second eldest sighed and stared at the slightly muddy jeans of the younger boy. “Never mind. Gimme’ those jeans, it’s Minseoks turn to do the laundry today. Go change and help Junmyeon before he burns the house down.” He said grabbing the grocery goods from Kyungsoo.

“He can manage, hyung. It’s you who would most likely burn not only our house down but even the neighbour’s house down. “He cracked a smile and ran up to his room to change before Luhan could even reach to kick him.

After helping Junmyeon cook dinner, a dinner that almost ended up a food fight courtesy of the Tao and Sehun, a bickering Baekhyun and Chanyeol (who were arguing over a TV Channel, Girls Generation was on KBS while 2ne1 was on Arirang) a Jongdae winning over the pointless argument and watching drama with the others, everyone finally settled down on their own paper works in their own rooms. The once loud and lively house was quiet and peaceful until Luhan decided to disturbed their peaceful evening again with an ear deafening screech.

“DO KYUNGSOO!!”

Minutes later, a slightly annoyed Kyungsoo trudged down the stairs and found the triplets standing on the hallway and pretended to slit their throats with their thumbs simultaneously. Three pairs of eyes stared at him and Kyungsoo could only cringe. Whatever the cause of Luhan’s outburst couldn’t be good. Chanyeol gave him a look which literally meant he was going to dead while Jongdae and Baekhyun were softly humming the Darth Vader theme to him.

The hyungs, or the four eldest (at least) were all seated at the living room and silently staring at the coffee table in front of them. He gulped as he confirmed that hell must have risen early because Luhan was already boring holes on whatever he was staring at. Beside him was the older twin trying to calm him down. Kris was silently discussing something with Junmyeon.

Yixing pushed himself from the wall he was leaning on and approached him “You might need a good luck, Soo. I’ll be checking on Tao and Sehun and make sure they don’t hear anything.”

Kyungsoo weakly nodded his head and swallowed the lump forming on his throat. He walked closer to his hyungs and finally noticed the object Luhan and the others were staring at.

“.” He mumbled.

It was Jongin’s love note.

“Kyungsoo, we found this on the back pocket of your pants.” Minseok looked up at his younger brother and pointed at the piece of paper on the table that should have disintegrated from Luhan’s burning gaze.

Yes, hell has already been raised, Kyungsoo declared.

A/n: Yey! That's it for the 2nd installment. I hope you guys liked it. Updated a little earlier than scheduled. Feel free to tell me how it went at the comments<3 and thank you for the subcriptions and comment ^^ See you guys next chapter~ 

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