Do Kyungsoo

I hummed to myself as my eyes scanned around the room to see where i should put the clock. The silver engraved letters, which read exo, shone at me as i placed it steadily, above my bed. Vibrations could be heard from my bedroom as i jogged to my phone which was charging.

From Jongin:

I had fun yesterday... Can i come over to your place today?

Excitement took over me as a smile broke onto my face, fingers quickly texting him an 'ok'. The thought of seeing him again made my heart flutter. Suho was right... What's the point of 'stalking' him? 

"How am i even going to survive a day without him now?" I questioned myself as i placed my two hands on my chest, sighing happily. 

Singing to myself, i danced around the living room, phone on my chest.

If only this moment could last forever....

This innocent love.

Kim Jongin's POV

Wrapping my scarf around my neck warmly, i couldn't help but feel excited to see Kyungsoo again. His smile was stuck in my head as i couldn't help but have a feeling that I've started liking him. 

Yesterday's conversation with Suho, was at the back of my head and i couldn't help but thank Kyungsoo for that. 

I seemed to memorize the steps and turns it took to get to Kyungsoo's house and i couldn't help but get excited after each step. Kicking pebbles, i imagined the things that could happen. Maybe i would cook with him and get to back hug him or maybe he might slip and i'll catch him like a prince. 

I giggled to myself like a love struck teenager, clearing my throat and looking at any reflection of myself to see if i looked presentable. I straightened my back as i reached his door, straightening my clothes as well. I cleared my throat one last time, fixing my hair slightly.

"Jongin?"

I heard someone call from inside and i couldn't help but feel like a husband returning from army. 

The moment he opened the door, my heart beat increased and despite clearing my throat, my voice seemed to disappear.

"Come in." Kyungsoo welcomed me, dragging me into the house, plopping me on a couch. My voice seemed to come back as i found the confidence to talk. 

"Do you need help with the cooking?" I asked as i blushed at the cute sight of Kyungsoo in a pororo apron. "Ah! No you don't need to help me." I pouted at him as he sighed. "Fine.. The aprons should in in the top draw in my bedroom." he muttered in defeat, pointing to where his bedroom was.

I happily skipped to his room, finding a Crong apron. I put it on immediately, recognizing my favorite cartoon character. I posed in the mirror as i my cheeks reddened, wondering if me and Kyungsoo would look like a couple. 

My ears perked up as i heard a faint sound of ticking. I turned to a clock which was above his bed. My heart seemed to break into pieces as the familiar symbol seemed to haunt me.

All the love for Kyungsoo in me just seemed to disappear as the symbol shone without effort.

"Kyungsoo....Is a failed PERFECT human experiment!?"