“Hyung, will you come see the filming today?”

                That was all Jongin—no, Kai, now that he had a stage name—had been saying for far too long. Kyungsoo—or perhaps they’d rename him, too—was tired of it.

                “No, Jongin,” he said, using Kai’s real name out of habit. “I already told you. I don’t want to.”

                “Why not?” Kai asked. Kyungsoo ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

                There were a lot of reasons why he didn’t want to watch the filming. Kai had already been in three of the four teaser videos they’d already filmed.

                “Kyungsoo-ssi,” the producer had said, “you’ll be in teaser number sixteen.”

                “And then which one?” he’d asked.

                “That’s it,” the producer replied, turning away to talk to a stylist. “Get Kai-ssi ready for his second one!”

                Exo-K. Kyungsoo was convinced that the K stood for “Kai” rather than for “Korean.” Everything was about Kai. Besides him, only Tao and Luhan had managed to appear in teasers, and Luhan’s, of course, included Kai. Kyungsoo wouldn’t have been surprised if Kai had appeared in all the teasers.

                “So you’re not coming?” Kai asked again, playing with the extremely tacky fringe on his shirt. Kyungsoo sighed loudly.

                “I already said no. Stop asking.”

                “I wish you would,” Kai said.

                “Kai-ssi! It’s time!” the producer called. Kai looked at Kyungsoo pointedly and walked towards the producer. Kyungsoo turned around and walked the other direction.

                He could hear the music as he left the room, blaring and intense. That was Kai’s kind of music.

                Though Kyungsoo was a singer, he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous that Kai got that music when he was stuck with the ballads.

                He sat down just outside the room. Suho had decided that they wouldn’t leave until everyone was done with what they had to do. Kai was the last one to finish.

                Not only was Kai filming his fourth teaser that day, he’d also been in a photoshoot. A few more photos with Luhan, and that was it. Kyungsoo and the others—besides Tao—were still invisible and unknown.

                “Hey,” Chanyeol said in his deep voice, sitting down next to Kyungsoo. “You’re not watching Jongin?”

                “No,” Kyungsoo replied bitingly.

                “Everyone else is,” Chanyeol shrugged. “You haven’t seen any yet, have you?”

                “No. I don’t want to.”

                “You will eventually,” he replied. “He’s a completely different person on film. I’m not sure you’ll even be able to watch him without getting excited.”

                “Yeah? You think?” Kyungsoo challenged.

                “Yeah,” Chanyeol nodded.

                “Fine. I’ll go watch his next filming then. There’s sure to be another in a few days, knowing how all the producers love him.”

                “Prepare yourself before you go,” Chanyeol grinned, getting up and walking over to find Baekhyun.

                What’s that supposed to mean? Kyungsoo thought bitterly. Prepare myself? It’s not like he’s a god or anything.

                Preparation was for idiots.

                Or so he thought.

                “Hyung, will you come see the filming today?” Kai asked again. Of course it was the next day, because Kai, like Kyungsoo had predicted, was in all the teasers.

                Chanyeol glanced at Kyungsoo with a smirk on his face.

                “I’ll come,” Kyungsoo muttered.

                “Really?”

                “Today only,” Kyungsoo added quickly. “I’m not going to come for all the rest of your million teasers.”

                “Today’s is going to be cool,” Kai grinned. “Come on! Can’t keep the producer waiting.”

                “He’d wait for you no matter how long it took,” Kyungsoo spat. Kai laughed and kept walking, Kyungsoo following him reluctantly.

                “We’re doing ‘Lightsaber’ today, Kai-ssi,” the producer explained. “You’ll just do your thing, and we’ll add some special effects later on. How does that sound?”

                “Fine,” Kai smiled politely. “Watch me, Kyungsoo-hyung!”

                “I am,” Kyungsoo huffed. He sat down in one of the folding chairs near the set as Kai got in his place. He placed his elbows carefully on his knees and his head on his fists.

                “Did you prepare yourself?” Chanyeol asked, sidling up to Kyungsoo.

                “Of course not. What does that even mean?”

                “You’ll regret it,” Chanyeol hummed as the music started to play.

                “Wh—” Kyungsoo began, but his breath caught as he looked back to the set.

                Oh. Now I know what Chanyeol meant.

                Kai was a different person on stage, but not in a bad way. Kyungsoo could still see the same old Kim Jongin, but he was mixed with some sort of god (as much as Kyungsoo hated that phrase, he couldn’t deny that “ god” was apt).

                His movements were liquid smooth, gorgeous and clean cut, not a finger out of place. He glided across the set as if he was on roller skates, and then springs, and back to roller skates. Mechanical yet graceful at the same time. Everything was absolutely perfect, from the steps he took that were never off by even half a centimeter, to the graceful movement of his fingers. Kyungsoo would have been convinced that he wasn’t even human if it weren’t for those oh-so-human facial expressions he made.

                He looked blissful as he danced, and even though Kyungsoo could see the concentration on his face, there was also an element of nonchalance. “Cool” was a good word to describe Kai up there. Maybe even something more than cool. Kyungsoo couldn’t think of anything to say, except for that fact that he suddenly found Kai almost…attractive. No, not almost. He was definitely attractive. It might have been the way his hair flipped up after a jump. Or maybe it was the way his eyes closed when he took a breath. Or perhaps it was his uneven smile that ended up looking like a really attractive smirk. Or it could even have been the occasional eye contact with Kyungsoo, those intense stares that nearly made Kyungsoo’s heart stop.

                Yeah, okay, Kyungsoo knew exactly what Chanyeol had meant. But there was no way he could have prepared himself for that. 

                Less than two minutes of filming and it was over. Kai had done it perfectly the first time. The crew and other spectators clapped for Kai as he thanked them for their hard work, but Kyungsoo sat silent and unmoving.

                Kai came up to him, grinning through his heavy breaths. Kyungsoo looked at Kai as if Kai was a completely different person. Kyungsoo hadn’t noticed before how handsome Kai was. Suddenly even the clothes he was wearing suited him better than they had five minutes before. He even found himself thinking that Kai was actually quite pleasant to be around. 

                “So, hyung, what’d you think?” Kai asked.

                Kyungsoo took a few seconds to reply, but finally he managed to let something escape his lips:

                “Can I come watch the next one after all?”

I watched this at least ten times while writing the fic. Yeah. I also watched number 5 a few times too. 

I do my research.

♥ Exie