Teaspoons
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Do Kyungsoo measured his entire life in teaspoons...
"How many bags of sugar would it take to put a smile on your dial?"
"One obnoxious man holding two cups of coffee.
"That must be one crazy guy."
"Yeah. But I'm glad."
Do Kyungsoo measured his entire life in teaspoons. Until the metal untensils piled up, and something - or rather someone - began to seep into his heart like sickingly sweet brown sugar.
Foreword
Kyungsoo sighed softly as he placed the teaspoon down upon the counter, the metal making a light sound as it met the marbled surface.
"You're sad."
Kyungsoo's eyes widened and he looked up in immediate surprise towards the owner of the statement, "E-Excuse me...?"
"You're, um, teaspoon... it's handle is longer... you only buy the one's with the longer handles when you're feeling sad. I think you do it maybe to compensate for whatever's making you feel down, like something larger to fill up the space, so—"
Kyungsoo stared bewildered, mouth agape.
The tanned male behind the counter began to fidget, as if only now realising he had been speaking aloud. "I – I think I should shut up now."
Kyungsoo blinked and, finally seeming to get a hold of himself, let out a squeaky "I... I don't know what you're talking about!" Before unceremoniously and clumsily fleeing the small store.
A/N: What am I even doing...?
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