10 May 2014

"Kyungsoo." Chanyeol called his name.

"What?" Kyungsoo turned his focus away from the laptop and looked at him.

"What do we call short people other than 'short'?" 

"Not again." Kyungsoo sighed and fixed his attention back to the screen.

"C'mon. Just play along." 

"I'd rather kill myself. Or you." 

"You're not fun. Such a boring guy, you are."

Kyungsoo finally looked at him. "Fine! What is it? Dwarf? Ants? Scrawny?"

Chanyeol held in his breath before letting it out, "Kyungshort. Get it? Kyungshort" And there, he burst out in victorious joy of laughter

The shorter male glared at him and kicked him square in the stomach. "You're courting death, Park Chan." 

"It's Park Chanyeol." The taller boy pouted, "You can't even get your boyfriend's name right." 

"I don't give a flying ."

"If short people were to be a plant, name me one disadvantage." Chanyeol resumed his jokes, oblivious towards the other male's annoyance. 

Kyungsoo's eyes remained on the screen of his laptop. "The answer is, go and yourself."

"No, you're wrong." 

"No, I'm Kyungsoo."

"The answer is, they will never grow!" 

Kyungsoo turned the swivel chair towards his direction, staring at him darkly. "One more joke. Just one more joke and I'll-" 

"Then what is short people's long-distant-friendship? The ceiling fan!" Chanyeol clutched his stomach and closed his eyes, as he laughed satisfyingly at his own joke.

"That's it." 

The taller male opened one of his eyes, "What?" 

"I'm gonna slice you into cubes."