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Urgh, Kyungsoo groaned inwardly.

He was sitting in a row of benches at the airport, together with his group members—he was at the very end of the row. In front of them, there was a fair amount of space separating EXO and a group of fangirls, whom had obviously gathered prior to the news of them flying off to China. Considering their past experiences in airports, the much needed space was one to be applauded for indeed, props to the security team.

But there was one thing that bothered Do Kyungsoo.

He lightly scanned the scene in front of him. Feels like being in an aquarium. Or a zoo for that matter, Kyungsoo mumbled mentally.

Cameras. Cameras everywhere. Video cams. Video cams at every angle and every corner.

Which inevitably meant...

Fanservices.

Kyungsoo grumbled again.

He leaned to his seat, but having a backpack behind him, his body stopped midway. Awkwardly, he placed the top of his head to the wall behind him, in a way where his chin had to stay up and his face had to slightly face the ceiling. He took a look to his left, past his group members’ heads, right at where their stylist and coordi noonas were grouped together, which was not quite far from EXO themselves.

He locked eyes with his and Minseok’s personal stylist. Upon the contact, the latter momentarily jutted out her bottom lip, mocking a sympathy at the ‘aquarium’ scene. Understanding the sign, Kyungsoo returned the mocking with a slight frown of his mouth. He didn’t miss how some other stylists were looking amusedly at the squealing fangirls too.

Honestly, Kyungsoo has quite an on-and-off relationship with fanservices. Mainly because his group members tend to do peculiar and unexpected things just for the sake of fanservices, which, quite frankly, are not up to his liking.

Just be normal and be yourself, guys, Kyungsoo monologued as he watched Tao trying to bite Luhan's ear, but ended up getting spanked by the Chinese eldest hyung. What’s so difficult about that.

Absentmindedly, Kyungsoo shoved his right hand into his backpack’s side pocket and wriggled his fingers. His fingers brushed against something and promptly, he took it out to take a look at the item. He was pleasantly surprised when he found that it was a candy. Finally something to do other than being bored. He quickly unwrapped it and popped the sweet treat into his mouth.

Anyway. Fanservices.

Talking about fanservices, his mind was immediately directed towards a certain tan-skinned dancer (oh yes, he was aware about the fanmade mainstream pairings, alright. Especially the one that involved him, alright), but the said person was at the other end of the sitting line. Kyungsoo certainly didn’t like the idea of going miles away from his seat just to approach Jongin; just to do a fanservice.

Kris was seated to his left, but Kyungsoo didn’t feel like conversing with his giant Chinese hyung at the moment. Personally, he loves irking their bleach-haired maknae but Sehun wasn’t around him. It's true that the youngest rarely retaliates when his hyungs ‘harass’ or ‘abuse’ him, but that’s only when they are in public. And, as a sadist person he is, Kyungsoo loves watching the restraint that the maknae has to endure.

Joonmyeon who is always by his side wasn’t nearby either. Although that was quite understandable since Kris was sitting next to Kyungsoo. Somehow, the two leaders have this love-and-hate relationship: one second they are discussing the group’s matters, but in the next moment, they are bickering over small things. Though it is always the smaller who throws a fit as a start. As it is not Kyungsoo’s thing to delve into things further, he likes to conclude that it’s a ‘special’ relationship which is to be owned only between leaders.

Even Jongdae was sitting far from him. Truthfully, Kyungsoo has always enjoyed the skinny male's company. It's undeniable that the group's high-pitched vocalist can get touchy-feely at times but Kyungsoo could live with that, really. Yixing, as well‒

Kyungsoo’s train of thoughts was cut short when he felt a presence to his right. Lazily, he moved his gaze to his right and found a certain Korean giant was placing his own bag on the floor next to the bench—presumably just coming back from the toilet.

Oh hey, it’s Chanyeol! Kyungsoo mentally celebrated. Finally someone who I can rely on.

The said person took the vacant seat next to Kyungsoo before crossing his long legs, which immediately made the latter and petite male now sandwiched between the giants of EXO: Chanyeol and Kris. The twin tower of EXO—as their fans like to call them.

Kyungsoo straightened his neck and fiddled with the candy wrapper in his hand, trying to come up with something that could be called a fanservice. Or something that would end up decently, without him looking stupid that it’d be captured in camera and the ‘stupid’ moments would be uploaded to the internet and it’d be globally spread before– okay, he decided to just stop there.

Plus, he knew he had nothing to worry as it is a well-known fact that the group’s Happy Virus would surely get along with whatever ‘stupidness’ any of the members is offering.

It was when Kris asked Chanyeol a question, did Kyungsoo blurt out a “Oh hey, look” and placed the candy wrapper in between his friend’s crossed legs.

Chanyeol who was responding to Kris but noticed the subtle movement, immediately uncrossed his legs to take a look at the... thing. Kyungsoo further used his index finger so that the wrapper landed right in the middle.

Ye-hey! Kyungsoo hooted upon his accomplishment. Intended fanservice for my part: done. Now respond to me, Yeol!

However, what came afterwards wasn’t exactly in Kyungsoo’s circle of expectations.

“Am I a trashcan now?” his giant friend asked. His voice clearly showed how equally irritated he was with the ‘aquarium’ scene that they were set in, and even further by the absurdness that Kyungsoo was offering.

Oops, Kyungsoo thought. He’s not in the mood apparently.

But he knew how to get away: by using a blank stare. It was a tool that he used when he refused to speak or respond. He knew he was the best in that area, heck, he had been perfecting it too.

And so, using his absolute defence weapon, he only stared at the junk that he had just put between Chanyeol’s thin and long lower limbs.

In just a brief second however, his sane mind alarmed him that the current action was wrong. Totally wrong. And it caused Kyungsoo's ears to flare up in an instant.

Chanyeol on the other hand was obviously uncomfortable with the stare—for God’s sake, his friend was staring at the front of his crotch. Out of reflex, Chanyeol grabbed his friend’s much smaller hand and guided it to the said area, for the other to take the junk that he just placed. “Throw it at the appropriate place.”

What is he thinking!? Kyungsoo panicked at the action. He quickly retreated his grabbed hand and got up from his seat, getting away from his giant friend at that instant. That is even more wrong, okay!?

Thankfully, Chanyeol picked up the wrapper himself, saving Kyungsoo from the 'horrible job'.

Just as when Kyungsoo was contemplating whether he should get back to his seat, or stay shifting his weight awkwardly from one foot to the other in front of Kris, luckily, they were beckoned by their manager, signalling that it was time for them to move to the departure hall. Kyungsoo immediately scurried away and walked in hurried, long strides that made Baekhyun, whom he had gotten past in his haste, ask him in amusement, “What’s the rush for, Soo? Never thought you would be this excited,” before slinging his arm around the petite male’s shoulder.

Things didn’t get better however, when both Kyungsoo and Chanyeol were ‘destined’ sitting next to each other in the plane.

Despite the can-be-considered-as-an-embarassing event earlier, Chanyeol surprisingly didn’t request any other member or stylist noona to switch seats with him. Upon finding his seat, Chanyeol only let out a happy “Mine’s here!” before placing his bag in the overhead compartment. He then took his own seat before blurting out, “’Ey Soo,”, acknowledging the petite male who was already seated. Soon after, he was casually flipping through the fashion magazine that he just bought the previous day.

Obviously, Kyungsoo had no room to run away, especially when it was a double seater and he was seated next to the window, which made him trapped between the window and Chanyeol.

Great, Kyungsoo thought. Just great.

To avoid conversing with the giant who was sitting to his right (and why must it be to his right again? Kyungsoo couldn’t help but wonder), he opted to close his eyes during the entire journey. Even though he knew that Chanyeol had the tendency to brush things off easily, but he doesn’t possess such an awesome ability unfortunately. It’s not that he harboured any special feelings towards the other that made him feel thoroughly flustered, it’s just normal that he gets embarrassed by such event.

Kyungsoo had intended to just close his eyes, but he fell asleep in the end.

He stirred when he felt light taps on his right forearm. The petite male woke up to a faint voice calling his name, which asked him to wake up and also said that they were almost landing. Kyungsoo rubbed his eyes while trying to stretch and relax his stiff back, but later found that his seat was actually lowered, and he was currently in a lying position.

As he straightened the seat himself, Kyungsoo mumbled out a thanks to Chanyeol, for both waking him up and lowering the seat for his comfort when sleeping. He instantly knew it was his giant friend who lowered the seat for him, because Chanyeol rarely takes a nap on planes and always kindly lowers the other members’ seats when they fall asleep.

Chanyeol, having a candy in his mouth, only hummed as a response.

When they safely landed and it was announced that the passengers could unbuckle their seat belts, Chanyeol did so quite hastily and got up from his seat. Kyungsoo on the other hand, for still feeling drowsy from his sleep, took his time in gathering his belongings. After doing so, he scooted forward from his seat to get to his feet. Upon standing up, his heart jumped slightly when he felt something falling from his lap—or more precisely, from his seat. He stared at the fallen items on the floor.

Candy wrappers. About five pieces of them.

Kyungsoo’s eyes travelled up to look at Chanyeol’s retreating back. The latter's side profile was faced slightly to Kyungsoo, and the petite could tell that his giant friend was suppressing a smile, just by noting the deep dimple that was etched on his left cheek.

Oh-ho.

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Muahahaha! Because Chanyeol can! Yay!

And because I can as well, here are Chanyeol's dimples.