“Do they fit properly?”

They’re out buying Kyungsoo new shoes. He needs sandals and boots for their holiday next month. Beaches and mountains. Sunshine, hopefully. Baekhyun suspects that Kyungsoo is going to drag him on a ten mile coastal walk and get them lost.

Kyungsoo nods, feeling where his toes come to. “Yeah, think so.” He stands up, walks a few paces back and forth. “They slip a little.”

“Do you want to try a size smaller?”

Kyungsoo bends over to undo the laces – an intricate web, as is the case with most walking boots. Baekhyun swallows a whistle, staring at his .

“Do they do half sizes?”

“I’ll go look.” Baekhyun wanders through the store, retracing his steps. He’s distracted on his way. Garish red. Sharp points. Spindly straps. Perfect.

“Look, hon, how about these?” he says when he gets back to Kyungsoo wriggling his toes.

Owlish eyes look up and freeze. Then, Kyungsoo grabs the red heels Baekhyun’s carrying and whacks him with them.

He’s losing patience. Baekhyun can tell. They’ve been in this shop for at least half an hour, mainly because Kyungsoo is picky and particular; saying so would bring Baekhyun more grief than actually just waiting for him to finish, though. His lips are therefore sealed.

He sits on the stool, waiting for Kyungsoo to come back with the next size down. Baekhyun smirks at his Avengers socks, eyeing his little feet as they pad about the store. His vi