Can I borrow your umbrella?
Description
Life wasn't so bad for a 25 year-old Do Kyungsoo. But, he didn't ask for any of this.
And honestly, he's kind of glad it happened. But, he would never admit it.
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a/n: WADDUP. WAEYEOL HEREEEEE. I breath dem gay men lol. Okay, joking aside... I hope you enjoy this fanfic! I will work hard on this, and I hope you will all be patient on my updates because I'm a bit slow on those. ^^;; YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Also, I am not going to mark this at "MATURE" because it doesn't have scene or whatever... (OR WILL IT? DUNDUNDUN.) But, be aware there will be slight curse words! Just adding a little spice to the paragraphs LOL.
but yee yee kaisoo 5evr. I'M A HARDCORE BAEKYEOL SHIPPER. B-BUT KAISOO, THEY FLOW WITH MY IDEA... BAEKYEOL 4 LYF TOO OKAI and im a silent krisyeol and sekai shipper lololol comments are appreciated. :3
Foreword
Pairing(s): Kaisoo. Slight!baekyeol & taoris.
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Kyungsoo was sprinting through the pouring rain, desperate for shelter. Everyone else in the heart of seoul had found a warm and toasty place to stay under. Unfortunately, Do Kyungsoo was soaked to the bone, I'm such an idiot for not bringing an umbrella. He cursed under his breath, hovering his hand over his head for some type of shield. It was not for too long when the man finally found a taxi stop. He sighed in relief. But, he was not alone at this stop. There was another man there, standing there silently cletching onto his umbrella. Kyungsoo examined the taller man. He has never seen a guy with such a blank face. With eyes glued to the cold, hard ground. Jet black hair that hovered just above his face. Lips as plump as a blimp(no, really there were). A jacket hugging his lean body so wholly. A perfectly knitted scarf wrapped around his slim neck. Wow this guy seems like... A god. The tall man glanced over at the dazed shorter through the pieces oof hair over his eyes. Who was getting more soaked than ever. The shorter gulped.
"H-hey," Kyungsoo choked out, "Would you mind sharing your umbrella with me? I'd really appreciate it." He nervously smiled, hoping to the high heavens he would get some kind of cover from the awful weather. The lanky man turned and looked down at the other, then turned back staring at the ground, shifting away from Kyungsoo.
"No." He responded in a tone to the point where it would make little children run away. Kyungsoo's eyes widened. Out of all his days he's been living, he has never met a guy so shallow towards him. Wow, this head. He rolled his eyes as he wrapped his arms around his petite body for some warmth.
Seven minutes have passed and finally a taxi showed up and has pulled over. Kyungsoo's eyes filled with happiness at the thought of finally getting back to his apartment, where a nice pleasant fireplace is awaiting his arrival to be clicked on and fill him with comfort. The short man was just about to walk over to open the taxi door, when the tall man suddenly shoved him straight to the ground, and climbed into the taxi as fast as he could.
"Ah, !" He shouted as he landed first onto the hard ground. As he rose his head, he could see a faint smirk on the tall man's face as the taxi drove off in full speed.
Nevermind. I take back what I thought about this guy being some God or something. He's a ing head and I hope he rots in satan's .
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