"What are you? Why are you talking?" The boy in question gave me a strange look, his eyebrows scrunching up in innocent confusion.

"Huh?... Am I not supposed to be talking?" He tilted his head from his seat on the worn couch. Crumbs of brittle porcelain fell from his cheek, where a large crack resided. Astonished, I glanced around for any cameras to prove I was being pranked, before turning to the male and sputtering, "but y-you're a doll!"

He nodded slowly, as if it were completely normal for a porcelain doll to start speaking. "Yes, I understand that. Is it not common?" 

I shook my head increduously, "no, it is not common!" 

"Oh.. I'm sorry." The brunette frowned, looking down at his folded hands. I instantly felt guilty, adverting my gaze to the floor, to the ceiling, and then to the boy. He  looked no older than me: dark brown hair, pale (almost white due to the porcelain) skin and arcadian features. I stepped closer to him and he jumped, wide eyes meeting mine. Might as well treat this as if it were normal.

"What's your name?" I asked. He faltered for a moment, not expecting my question.

"Kim Jongin," he said, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Ah... Um, I'm Kyungsoo."

Characters:

-- Do Kyungsoo:

   -- Kim Jongin:

-- Byun Baekhyun

-- Park Chanyeol

-- Do Sooae

My first Kaisoo fanfic! Woo! I'll warn you, I'm not great at writing, and I always decide to write them during the school year, which means I at updating all the time, but I try! c: 

I'm kind of iffy on how I want Jongin to be; should he be an arrogant lil buttface or a cute lil doll? who knows hahaha

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