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“Are you going to answer that?”

“...”

“Hey, Kyungsoo...your phone is ringing.”

“Oh Jesus Christ, just throw it on his head.”

The sound of Baekhyun's shrill voice pulls Kyungsoo out of the best dream he's had in years. The stage was set, and famed dancer, Kim Jongin, is looking into his eyes. Somehow, defying all laws of physics, Kyungsoo begins to float toward Jongin with angelic grace. They're so close; Jongin's hands are reaching out toward Kyungsoo. All they need is a few more inches before they can ki-

“Ow, Baekhyun what the hell?!” Kyungsoo's phone is launched at his head with the speed that only a baseball pitcher like Baekhyun can muster.

“I warned you, now get up. Chanyeol is buying us breakfast.” Baekhyun's pet dog of a boyfriend, Chanyeol, is leaned slightly against the door of Kyungsoo's room. Kyungsoo has only known Chanyeol for a few months, but he gets a good vibe from him. Aside from the fact that Chanyeol followed Baekhyun's every move and command, he was kind of cool. He listened to most of the bands Kyungsoo listened to, and he played a lot of instruments. This came in handy since Baekhyun would only stop talking if Chanyeol was playing his guitar.

“I can't go out today. Nini's comeback is going to drop sometime today and I can't miss the surprise live stream of it.”

“Nini?”

“Jongin. The dancer?” Baekhyun responds with an eye roll before turning to sit on the chair opposite Kyungsoo's bed.

“Kyungsoo, sweetheart, I love you, but you're crazy. You're not going to sit here and wait all day for some sub-par dancer with good looks to scoot across a stage on a ty live stream. This obsession has got to find an end.” Baekhyun is right, it would be crazy to wait to see a sub-par dancer with good looks do anything, but Jongin is the best dancer with the best looks. Jesus would wait to see him.

Kyungsoo's obsession interest in Kim Jongin started much like any one person's would. You recognize talent, and then you love the face behind the talent. Kyungsoo had logged over 78% of his brain memory with shaky fancams of Jongin hugging a fan or kissing a puppy. The way Jongin interacted with his best friend, Lee Taemin, was so compassionate it was almost as if they were in a relationship. There was not a single person who could convince Kyungsoo that Jongin was not a gift sent from God. Kim Jongin was the epitome of perfection, and Kyungsoo was an innocent bystander caught up in the beauty of it all. He attended fan galleries, dance showcases, and fan meetings. He never missed a live stream. He supported every comeback. He even pioneered and owned a Facebook page that heckled Jongin's managers to treat Jongin with kindness and to let him rest. Kyungsoo loved being a fan. Of course, he often dreamed of getting to meet Jongin personally one day, but who didn't? For now, he was satisfied with giving Jongin all of the love, support, and se