;Locked out
Starter for @aitosgn
Of.. Course..
Kyungsoo rummaged around in his pockets for what felt like the 100th time. Where is it where is it? His apartment door stood tall and locked in front of him, as if to mock his stature as well as his intelligence. Sure he was a musical genius, but when it came to everything else, he tended to fall below average. He cursed his brain for seemingly only holding on to one thing; to quote spongebob, his form of ‘fine dining and breathing’.
Pretty soon his hands pressed against his head in defeat and gripped onto his semi-short hair. He had given up. His keys had evaded capture. They must be in the room, he thought. Kyungsoo scrunched his face in frustration as he pressed his back against the door and slid down to a squat, hugging his knees close to his chest. He looked like a pouting child despite his real age and did what a child would do: just sit there, helpless.
Luckily, it wasn’t long before the sound of footsteps filled the hallway. Keeping his chin pressed to his knees, Kyungsoo’s eyes shifted to see the person walking in his direction. His head raised up only when they made eye contact as the other made it to the apartment next door. He gave a shy smile. “U-uh.. Hi!.. I um... I’m locked out... Do you know how I could... get back in?”