Jongin’s POV

At Incheon airport

So that was the couple hat he bought with Suho.

If you asked me, it just made him look like he had eye bags.

Very serious eye bags.

Totally unflattering.

 

 

 

Ok that was just the green monster in me speaking. Who was I kidding? I always thought Kyungie looked good in anything.

Sighs.

After the talk we had the other night, I did promise not to doubt his love for me etc etc. But come on, who wouldn’t be jealous? He even ‘announced’ it on radio that he had bought those couple hats with Suho. And it made me think about my hard efforts to wear a couple outfit with him and I couldn’t help but feel like I had been played for a fool. And the worst part? I couldn’t even bring this up with him. How could I after the whole long talk we had and promising that I would stop doubting our love?

So I just rolled my eyes when he wasn’t looking.

Weak, I know.

But there weren’t many avenues for me to vent.

~

At the Russian airport

We were waiting for our baggage when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I came face to face with a completely unfamiliar face. She was in a white and orange shirt and she was saying something in Russian. Once she noticed my clueless face, she gestured towards her camera.

Ah, she wanted to snap a picture with me.

As I nodded, I scanned the waiting area for Kyungie. Recalling that couple hat, I hoped that he would see this and notice me taking a photo with a girl. But before I could find him, the person helping us take the photo had begun counting down.  Smiling, I lifted one hand to make a peace sign and started to place the other on her shoulders.

Now, I really hoped that Kyungie saw this.

 

 

But somehow I couldn’t bring myself to bring my hand on the fan. So it just rested awkwardly on the wall behind her.

After she thanked me and left, I looked for Kyungie once again. Finally I spotted him, standing behind a pillar. Gah! He wasn’t even facing me. So much for hoping to make him jealous. I strolled up to him and placed my hand on his shoulder casually. His hand went automatically to my waist, which was reassuring for some reasons. Like I felt that I was the only one in the world who could elicit such a natural skinship from him.

“How was the plane ride?”

 

 

And we felt into a comfortable conversation.

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Kyungsoo’s POV

I could almost see the green in his eyes the moment I took out the hat I bought with Suho.

I could see the effort he was putting in to control his ‘jealousy’.

I had seen the whites of his eyes when he rolled his eyes.

I saw the way he searched for me to see if I was watching him take the photo with the fan.

 

I ALSO saw the way his hand awkwardly hung behind the fan, not touching her.

All that made me smile.

He could be so fierce and handsome on stage but off-stage, he was the cutest and most adorable person I had ever met.

Now it wasn’t that I was not jealous. It was perhaps because I was used to it? Before debut, he was used to having me all to himself so now he couldn’t get used to ‘sharing’ my attention, I guessed. But for me, it wasn’t like this. Even before debut, he would have hordes of girls follow him around in school because of his dancing. But I never felt the need to ascertain anything because all I need to do is look into his eyes and I could feel the love he had for me. The way his eyes seemed to light up when he spotted me. The way his full attention was on me when I speak up in interviews. The way his eyes followed me wherever I went.

Suddenly, my train of thoughts came to an abrupt standstill.

That must be it.

 

 

He didn’t get the same vibe from me.

~

We were all in an excellent mood thanks to the respectful welcome we received in the airport. On the way to the hotel, we even stopped to snap some pictures with some fans. We had agreed amongst ourselves to give the fans the opportunity to snap a few pictures with us. It was a form of gratitude that we wanted to convey to our Russian fans, to tell them that we appreciated what they had done for us today. Finally arriving at the hotel, we took the elevator up to our floor.

“I’m rooming with Kyungie!”

And Jongin proceeded to immediately move all his bags into my room. I just laughed. Sometimes I wondered why the company would bother booking one room per member when they knew we would always end up sharing rooms. As we slowly unpacked, my mind was still on the realisation that I made earlier today. Was that the reason why he was always so insecure when we were around others? Was that why he always tried to initiate skinship or displays of affection in public? Once the unpacking was done, I slumped on the couch and pulled out my phone. It would be another hour before we were scheduled to go sightseeing around Russia. So I connected to the hotel wireless and browse through the internet pages.

 

 

Then, I came across the ugliest form of jealousy.

Disappointment gripped my heart as I read the most negative comments that I had ever seen written about the girl who took a photo with one of the members. As I scrolled further, I read comment after comment calling the Russian fans dirty names and horrible things that I felt nothing but anger and disappointment. All she did was to snap a photo with an idol she liked and people were bashing her? I shook my head in utter frustration. While I knew that majority of our fans were not as immature as this handful that were, I hated to see that handful of people becoming the rotten apple that contaminated the rest of the basket. Jealousy. While I can understand that they felt jealous, I didn’t understand why they took it out on that fan. On the entire Russian EXOtics. It was neither fair nor reasonable.

Jealousy.

Hmmm…

Maybe Jongin’s jealousy wasn’t that bad after all.

Speaking of whom, he had plopped down at the couch that I was sitting on and laid his head on my lap. I ran my fingers through his blond hair and twirled the short smooth strands around my pinky finger. He closed his eyes and folded his arms across his chest.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Just looking through the internet.”

“Anything interesting?”

“There is an anti-Russian EXOtics page set up. The things they wrote on that page are so mean. It is disgusting.”

“Really? Why would anyone do that?”

“Beats me. Get some rest. I know you didn’t sleep well on the plane.”

As Jongin started to doze off, I continued to surf the internet with one hand, while my other hand remained weaved in Jongin’s hair.

 

And then, the next piece of news I had to come across was F(x) new teaser. In my raw emotions from the discovery of the anti-Russian EXOtics page, I couldn’t help but feel jealous as well. The same emotions I felt when I found out about the kiss in the drama version of the Wolf music video came bubbling right up to my throat. But this was slightly different. I knew he was participating in the comeback music video of F(x); he had told me. I knew that Krystal would have a couple of scenes with him. I knew all that and yet… I just didn’t like to see another girl (I didn’t care if she was my sunbae) with her hands around him and her body so close to his.

I must have gripped Jongin’s hair a little too tight because the next thing I knew, he shot up from the bed with a tiny yelp and rubbed his scalp frantically.

That broke me out of the down-spiralling negativity. It wasn’t like me to feel such aggression. I pushed the negativity away as I scooted over to his side and apologetically massaged his scalp for him.

“Sorry…”

“Nah. It’s ok.”

A knock on the door told us that it was Jongin’s turn to get his hair and makeup touched up before we left for sightseeing. Sitting alone in the hotel room, I thought through the train of events today. The couple hat, the photo-taking with fans, the anti-Russian Exotics page, the new F(x) teaser.

Maybe I could understand him a little better.

Maybe I could see from his point of view.

 

I had said that I wanted to give as well and not just take.

Maybe I could do something for him.

Like a tiny surprise…

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Jongin’s POV

As I sat bored in front of the mirror with bright light shining on my face, I recalled what Kyungie had told me. Anti-Russian EXOtics? Just because they snapped a few pictures with us? Or was it because we applauded them at the airport? As I fought the urge to shake my head, I suddenly realised. This was jealousy! The fans were jealous of the Russian EXOtics for having the opportunity to take pictures with us that they unleashed all that hate on them.

Jealousy.

It did leave a bad taste in my mouth.

I could see why Kyungie was coming from. All the jealousy that I showed towards girl groups and male fans, all the doubting that I had done about the love we had seemed so foolish now. There was so much hate in this world without us adding to it.

Before I could think about it further, I saw from the corner of my eye that Kyungie had entered the room. He walked straight up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. In mirror, I saw a huge silly grin plastered on my face but who cared? I was always happy to see Kyungie. His eyes twinkled with something like excitement? I wasn’t sure but he saw my grin and I guessed that foolish smile was totally worth it. Because he rewarded me with one of his smiles which was so genuinely sweet with a touch of shyness that warmth rushed through me. He turned to chat with a stylist.

The next thing I knew, he was back with a pair of shoes, which he placed by my feet.

“Wear these.”

I glanced down to see a pair of white shoes with black hearts that had eyes. I recognised the brand. Comme des Garcons. I looked up at him quizzically. He just pointed down at his feet wordlessly, his expression a mixture of excitement and anticipation. His eyebrows wriggled ever so slightly. I glanced back down at his feet and saw that he had black shoes with white hearts that had eyes.

Heart with eyes.

Comme des Garcons.

Similar to mine.

Oh.

OH.

Couple shoes?!

“Couple shoes?”

He nodded enthusiastically.

“Really?” I couldn’t believe it. Kyungie specifically bringing out couple shoes for us to wear?! I put on the shoes with the speed of lightning.

Now I just couldn’t wait to go sightseeing!

The world had to see this!

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A/N: A little filler chapter ^^ Remember to read the previous chapter if you haven't! :D

Kaisoo at the airport ^^

Kaisoo couple shoes ^^