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[ stepping in to say, WOW I REALLY LOVE YOUR SONG OH MY GOODNESS. casually obsesses nbd ]

{// I know—it’s so bubbly and cute!! Naneun joHAAA.}

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   Song lyrics had been taking his mind by storm so he wasn't exactly watching where he was going. When the female turns around he nearly runs into her, thanking his impressive reflexes for stopping himself just in time. His eyes are owlish now, blinking, burnished hues flickering with embarrassment.      "O—h, I'm s...orry. I didn't mean to be following you so closely, I was just going over some lyrics and—yeah, I wasn't really watching where I was going."      He's rambling on like an idiot, his mindless chatter coming to a halt when it fully sinks in that she knows his name.      "You——know my name out of all 12 members? I'm impressed."     But then he's suddenly unimpressed. With himself, I mean. He can't seem to place where she's from.    "I don't mean to be rude but, which group are you from again? Is it...N..ine Muses by any chance?"   She's tall, so that's his guess.

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[/she turns around and notices the new follower, her lips lifting up slightly at the corners in a polite, yet warm smile.] Ah … you’re a member of EXO, if I’m not wrong? Kyung… soo, was it? Ah, I’m sorry if I’m wrong. [/raises a hand to rub at her neck sheepishly.] Thank you for following, by the way.

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   "—I apologize, Jihyun-ssi—you are from Sistar, right? I don't want to just continue on without clarification."     He flashes her his most charming smile as if he intends for her to forgive him, edge of his mouth twitching into a smirk before stretching into a subtle heart-shape.     "Jihyun-ssi sounds very pretty. I'll stick with it. Not that Soyu doesn't, but—y—es, it's nice to meet you too."

Tilting her head slightly, Jihyun watches him and to her, it’s as if he’s trying to place who she is. She of course, knows who him because well— who wouldn’t? Once he finally speaks up though, she returns the gesture, her smile still evident. “I know you, actually! And, I think I’ll stick with Kyungsoo. Mm, I prefer Jihyun since I don’t hear it too often. Oh and, it’s lovely to meet you, Kyungsoo!”

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Shindong: 1. Kyungsoo: 0.

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sad life of Do Kyungsoo..

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      Kyungsoo doesn't exactly think about how goofy they probably look, him short and Chanyeol so freakishly tall, all done up in their disguises. They probably look like a couple. Oh, god.    The air of the grocery store isn't much of a relief in comparison to the air outside. They both could be a just a little warmer. Nonetheless, the smaller of the two would like to avoid the frozen goods section if possible.   Kyungsoo's quick to head over to the assortment of different carts in the grocery store, wheeling one out and cringing at the squeaking of a rusted wheel that jolts him like a stinkin' defibrillator. There's an elderly lady approaching the carts that didn't seem to hear it, but because Kyungsoo's not a prick, he'll use the squeaky cart anyway so she doesn't have to. He flashes Chanyeol an unintentionally serious expression as he makes his way over to the boy with his rattling wheel.    "Er—I think two bags? That should be enough, right? They'll take up a lot of room in the bags we do end up carrying home."    With that, he grabs a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and another of Guacamole and gently—as to not break any chips—sets it down in the cart.    "Goraebap should be just down this aisle. I think cookies are in the next."

Chanyeol lets out a heavy sigh, watching as his breath transforms into fog. Unfortunately, his shopping buddy has a point—which means they’ll have to brace the cold for longer. He utters a defeated ‘no’ at Kyungsoo’s questions, though he’s aware that they’re all rhetorical. What sane person enjoys being chased down by a mob of screaming teenagers? He follows the vocalist down an unfamiliar alley, slightly unconvinced that this would be any safer. And at the mention of worst airport fashion, Chanyeol snickers, the image of a tiny Kyungsoo in oversized snow pants pops up in his brain. “I don’t think manager hyung would let you out of the van if you wore snow pants in public,” he digs his hands deeper in his pockets, “and your fans would be heartbroken.” 

The trek to the store isn’t as long as he imagined, and he felt relieved to be indoors now. The taller male rolled his eyes at Kyungsoo’s too wide eyes, nodding at him before shuffling towards the aisle where the chips are located. His eyes scan the shelves upon shelves of junk food, grinning when he finally spots what he’s been searching for. “How many bags of Doritos do you think we can carry back?” He assumes Kyungsoo’s followed him, and if that wasn’t the case, then he’d seem like quite a fool to the general public. Thank heavens it was quite late, meaning there were less people in the grocery store. “Also, what else did we need to get? All I can think about are Doritos…Oh right! Baekhyun asked for goraebap and Jongin wanted some chocolate chip cookies.”

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  "—You didn't do anything wrong, don't worry."   He's mentally scolding himself for being so painfully awkward, but then perks up at her mention of him being charming. I suppose he could be if you're into dorky guys. Yeah, then he'd be ideal.    "Charming?"   He repeats, the corner of his lips lifting in a way to reflect his obvious delight.    "Thank you, Yura-ssi. Though most people say I'm 4D. You know—a little bit out-there or whatever. I personally don't know what they're talking about."   Teasing, he waves a hand. His strangeness/awkwardness cannot be overlooked.   "Yeah, we've managed to have some time off. We're just attending events here and there.  We were recently in Beijing and, given our schedule doesn't change any time soon, we should be just going to Japan on Friday."

She watches his reaction with a sort of childlike amusement, absent of any trace of malice. Innocent, that’s what the other members liked to call her. It was evident in the subtle laugh slipping from her and the apologetic manner she bows her head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” she began, and it was true. Yura was very much aware of Minah’s favor for him and took the chance to tease lightly — something she’d picked up from her fellow members. “I’m sure she’d find you very… hm, charming. And polite.” She nods reassuringly, clasping her hands behind her back. “Oh, compliments aren’t anything to be shrugged off. It’s nice to hear them and give them,” she nods thoughtfully, as if attempting to think of her own to offer, but lets that particular train of thought vanish. “Are you and your fellow group members busy with schedules these days? Or are you fortunate enough to have a bit of time off?”

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   He's flattered, really. Flattered that she's so happy to meet him as well as her knowing of EXO being super busy all the time. Not so much lately, though.    "Ah, I'm also glad to speak with you. It's not often that we can just casually talk to one another."     It's true—it seems as though he can only speak with other idols if it's on variety shows and backstage at music stations. A lot are communicating on Twitter these days but he isn't quite sure how to use it.     "Back and forth? That must be hectic as well.  'But yeah, we were recently in Beijing and I'm pretty sure we're heading over to Japan on Friday. It should be exciting! Hey, maybe we'll run into you guys when we're in Japan!"

Hello there, I'm Jinah! -she offered a smile before bowing politely; Thank you for following and welcome to the family, ne. I do hope you're doing well this weekend!

   ”…”   He’s silently observing her for a moment, trying to remember what group she’s from. Is it…Nine Muses? No—After School. For sure. She did that pole dancing thing.    ”Hello. I’m EXO’s main vocalist, D.O.”     He dips his head in a bow, flashing her a smile once he returns to his normal stance.     “Ah, we had a fairly busy weekend, actually. Today we have time off though. I’m pretty sure tomorrow we have either  some sort of photoshoot or a magazine interview.”    He narrows his eyes, deciding that he must be correct and nodding.     “How are you? How’s—After school?”

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He tapped his own knees, blinking some while looking afar as he set his eyes on the stranger before him. "Do you know why is a raven like a writing-desk?" He mused with emotionless face, gaze all hollow with nothing inside.

   He only half processes the question from the other because he’s mildly confused. For one, why is Infinite’s Myungsoo out in public without a disguise, and—for two, what the hell is he talking about? To speak, he pulls the medical mask down from his mouth.    ”What was that, Myungsoo-ssi?”

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D.O: There is a misunderstanding that I cook really well, but I cook for fun. Whenever we do interviews, the members say that I take care of them like a mother. But I do not do whatever the members want me to do. I just do it when I want to.

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Hi there! I don't think we've met yet, right? {`she squints a little in thought but waves nonetheless, lips soon tugging up into a grin} I'm Jihyun though you'd most likely know me as Soyou.

  "Oh—no, I don't think we've met yet."   Her face is awfully familiar but he can't quite name which group she's from. That's when his eyes (inconspicuously) rake down her curvy figure and it clicks. Soyu—yes. The one from Sistar. The one from Sistar that, in his opinion, has the nicest figure. He immediately dips his head in a bow.    "I'm EXO K's main vocalist, D.O. Or Kyungsoo. You can call me either if you'd like."     He absently chews on the edge of his full lower lip.    "Do you prefer Jihyun-ssi or Soyu-ssi?"

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EXO-K singing Bar Bar Bar by Crayon Pop

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   "N—o, it's just that I am going to embarrass myself because I am running out of things to say, Kyung-ssi. I hope you understand."    He brings a hand up to rub at the nape of his neck, looking up at the other with an awkward smile.

"My merry way?" he laughs, giving a playful look of offence towards the other. "You get my phone number, now yer done with me? Hah, now just for that, I’m definitely comin’ at you at three in the morning, tch."

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  "—But we have to. Do you want to be chased by fans today? Do you want pictures taken of every single move you make?"   He questions Chanyeol in a knowing voice, slipping his hand out from his pocket to grab onto the material of the other's jacket and pull him in the right direction. A swift left down a narrow alley. His hand quickly burrows back into the warmth of his pocket.    "It's only going to get colder. What we're experiencing right now isn't actually that bad. I'm not even going to care this winter--I'll have the worst airport fashion with snow pants on."   He chuckles to himself at the thought, picturing himself looking like a tiny Michelin man.     Kyungsoo stays just a few steps ahead of him to lead the way, taking another swift right before heading onto one of the main streets. About five minutes pass before the glowing sign of the grocery store is in sight.     "It's just up ahead, Yeollie. I'll be on shopping-cart-pushing duty."    He glances back at the other male, acting as if this whole situation is some sort of intense mission with his eyes all googly.    "And we can't get too many things. We have to carry the bags back."

Chanyeol isn’t sure what kind of a question that is. He snorts at what he hears as condescendence in the smaller male’s voice. “Of course I know how to grocery shop,” he turns his head to furrow his brows at Kyungsoo, “you just pick up things you want to eat and then pay for them!” Sometimes he’s not sure what goes through the latter’s mind, namely what he thinks of the other members. There are many times when Chanyeol catches him with a withered expression, though still diligently cleaning up after the others and himself. The taller one makes a mental note to purchase him a mother’s day card when the time comes. 

"I hate taking the long way there,” he groans, balling his hands into fists at his sides due to the biting cold, “it means more time in this freezing weather. Winter should just take a break this year and leave us alone.” For a split second, Chanyeol wonders if his current grocery buddy is colder than him due to their difference in size and height. Or maybe it would be the other way around. His mind is all over the place as he follows Kyungsoo’s lead, having only been to nearby restaurants and shops. 

"How much longer until we’re there?" He whines.

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  Kyungsoo's owlish eyes blink on instinct when the taller of the two lifts the hat from his head and replaces it with another. He personally doesn't think anyone would recognize it—considering there are quite a few fashionable young adults wandering the streets of Seoul—but he's not going to argue. Who knows. Maybe a crazy saesang fan keeps track of which hats Chanyeol wears and patrols the area of the dorms for something that seems suspicious. Kyungsoo, seeing the other, follows suit in tugging on a jacket.   "Do—"  He cuts himself short when a gust of brisk air greets his bare face with the motion of the door opening, remembering at that very moment to pull the medical mask up and over his mouth. He continues,    "Do you even know how to grocery shop, Yeollie?"    The corners of his lips lift into a smile, but of course we can't see this (thanks to his great disguise). He heads out after the other, sliding his hands into the warmth of his pockets and idly tucking his fingers around the silky material inside. He waits for Chanyeol to open the door since his hands are now 'occupied', grimacing once he's outside.    "Man~ I don't want it to be winter. I'm not ready."  The sidewalk isn't too crowded today, but they'll take a more secluded route nonetheless.

He frowns a little at Kyungsoo’s instructions, covering his face is always such a bother. However, the alternative of wearing a scarf instead does appeal to him. “I’ll take the scarf,” he grumbles while reaching for the hat Kyungsoo had plucked off the rack, replacing it with one he doesn’t wear as often, “people might recognize that, bright red and all. This one will be more inconspicuous.” And with that he wraps a grey, knit scarf around his neck, making sure to lift the fabric over his mouth. He slips on a thick coat before sliding his phone in the pocket along with his wallet.

"I hardly go grocery shopping to be honest," Chanyeol trails off as he pushes open the front door, shuddering at the sudden chilliness in the concrete hallway, "so you’ll have to lead us there." He suddenly forgets why they’re going in the first place, well, he’ll never forget about buying those Doritos. Mental note: bring some extra for Baekhyun and enough to create a stash next to his bed. 

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  "We'll both have to."   The younger gives him a look, eyebrows settled in a soft furrow. Even though he's younger than him, he sometimes questions Chanyeol's authority. It isn't unusual that Kyungsoo feels like the oldest around the dorms (well, mostly just with EXO K) because he's always given the most responsibilities. Soo, I'm hungry. Soo, I'm bored. Soo, my room's messy and I'm too much of a lazy shit to clean it up. Where's Suho these days to take care of these kids?   "Unless..."    He trails off, hunched over, index finger tugging the back of his shoe to aid his heel in slipping inside. He's not even sure who's shoes these are. He returns to his normal stance.   "One of us could wear some sort of scarf around our mouth. It is a little cold out. One of us should wear sunglasses."   With that, he reaches up (lifting onto his tip-toes just a teeny bit) to grab one of the many hats on the rack. It happens to be one of Chanyeol's hats, reading APE in large print. He's not sure what that means or what it stands for.    "What'll it be? Sunglasses, scarf, or mask?"   He locks eyes with the taller  male.

He rolls off the sofa with as much laziness as possible, having just gotten home from a day out with his noona. And now he has to leave the dorm again to shop for groceries, seeing that their fridge currently houses a tub of (probably expired) kimchi, some bottles of water, and a ham. They do have someone who replenishes their pantry and fridge for them, however no amount of food ever seems to be enough for twelve hard working boys. Having to go out again would be a complete chore to Chanyeol if Kyungsoo hadn’t been the one to suggest it. He rarely gets to catch the vocalist before the little one scampers out on his own. 

"Do I really have to wear a stupid mask though?" Chanyeol groans, he’d look like an idiot with just his eyes showing. Somehow that alone seems more suspicious than if he were to walk around bare faced. 

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  "Thank you, thank you. I would never ignore you. It's Jongdae! He said that's why Jongin takes so long to reply to me. Because texting me gets boring after a while. He tried to cover it up by complimenting my voice. Then he had the nerve to ask me to cook for him. His socks for sure need to be stolen. Perhaps filled with mayo. Oh,man—what's gotten into me. Hanging around you pranksters all the time has got me plotting evil."

"What? Texting you is hilarious! And you’re one of the few people who don’t ignore me." 

"Wait, who finds you boring to text? I’ll steal all their socks!"