“I don’t get it,” Kyungsoo muses, reaching out to brush his fingers carefully over the cute curve of Chanyeol’s nose. He’s perched on the edge of a brick wall that’s separating a small house from the sidewalk-- and the taller is standing idly in front of him, hands tucked into deep coat pockets. It’s cold and dark outside, and the florist isn’t sure why they’ve agreed to meet. Sometimes, you just get the urge to see somebody, and there’s not much else you can do but ask for a visit. “Would you be offended if I said you were beautiful?”
If he’s covered up to his elbows in smudges of colorful oils or acrylics, a paintbrush held delicately in his messy fingers, then there’s a high probability that you have a happy Soo on your hands. Painting is less of a hobby and more of a passion. A vast majority of his work goes unfinished-- but the pieces he completes usually wind up hidden away in the storage shed behind the greenhouse. A few have made it onto Seulgi’s walls, though.
ϡ: A mental state headcanon.
Kyungsoo isn’t unhappy, per se. He’s currently just trying to mellow down and eventually become genuinely happy again. It’s not widely known-- but the florist has gone through a very recent break-up, and being the sentimental attached sort of person that he is at heart, it’s been a process to pick up the pieces and become whole again. When you want something so badly to work so you can be happy with somebody, but things don’t go as planned.. It’s rough on a person.
ღ: A love/sexuality headcanon.
Inexperienced, but not. Kyungsoo isn’t sure if he’s ever been treated right. Not in the abusive sort of way you see on television and films. Rather, what’s it like to be left ___ amount of times after opening up and giving your all to somebody? And while on the subject, does he even know for sure if he prefers one gender more than the other, or is it just a certain type of personality he’s drawn to? For now, his romantic preference is garlic bread and bad horror films.
Shopping carts really need blinkers. That way Kyungsoo can figure out where this person is planning on going. Also, why are they walking so slow? Okay– so now they’ve stopped dead in the center of the aisle just to text on their smartphone. At this point, the florist gives up, wheels his cart around in a mini U-turn, and retreats to a different aisle. Sometimes, just going to the grocery store feels like a job. The people there– whether they’re slow, or screaming at their kids in public, or acting like they own the place– it’s got him so annoyed that he wants to itch his skin off. He supposes early-morning shopping when it’s nearly empty is best, but.. Sometimes, you just have to deal with the people.
The clattering of pots and pans, the nostalgic sound of a crisp vegetable being chopped on a cutting board, the sizzle of something simmering away over the fire-- the lulling bubble of a boiling pot. Cooking soothes Kyungsoo in a way that not much else can-- aside from tending to his garden. The boy is obsessed with the idea of taking different things and putting them together to make something new. Occasionally, if the florist has some time off, he’ll spend it by researching a new recipe and spending the entire day making it.
If he’s got somebody to cook for, that just.. Makes it even better.
Kyungsoo is, at heart, docile. He doesn’t let a whole lot rile him up. There’s just a few select things that will make the florist get uppity-- and one surefire thing to do this is when he’s spotted a dog locked in a hot car. All he wants to do is break the window and let the dog out-- maybe steal the dog (haha.) Especially during the summer time, when people seem to forget that cars turn into literal ovens and their furry companions can pass out (and pass away) even during the shortest of shopping trips or promises of ‘I’m just going to run in and grab one thing!’ I suppose the same thing goes for children, but.. Dogs are better than babies. Right? Right?
☂ The outcome: 26. My muse pins yours to the ground.
{ *closed, not accepting any more.}
Kyungsoo’s eyes are glowering as he stares at the slightly taller male, a tiny plastic shot glass of flu medicine in his fingers. “You gotta take it, Alex. You have a fever.” Naturally, the other didn’t want to. Flu medicine in liquid form.. Hell, it was like taking a shot of dish soap mixed with artificial cherry flavoring. It didn’t taste edible. It didn’t even smell edible. But Kyungsoo is determined, and as he steps closer, Alex sort of.. Freaks out, popping the little plastic cup out of the florist’s hands and sending the medicine right down the front of his shirt. And that’s when the shorter really loses his patience. He grabs the entire bottle and flings himself at Alex-- and they crash to the floor, and Kyungsoo uses his knees to pin the other’s arms down, the look on his face menacing as he unscrews the cap off of the medicine bottle.
Kyungsoo suggests it after a long while-- but Anthem is the one who actually makes it happen, which completely takes the smaller by surprise.
❥Who stressed more over wedding planning:
The wedding ends up being a tiny, intimate affair. Something in the forest-- maybe shoes are just an option today, and neither of them were mentally taxed over the event. Maybe Kyungsoo was stressed out over his vows, but.. Things worked out in the end, right?
❥Who decorated the house:
A joint effort, but Kyungsoo’s affinity for eclectic coziness wins in the end.
❥Who is more organized:
Anthem. He’s constantly reminding Kyungsoo to tidy up his supplies-- sometimes he’s kind about it, but sometimes it’s like he’s scolding a lazy child. You try keeping your patience after tripping over the same garden tool four times in a row and see how that works out for you.
❥Who initiates bedroom fun:
Admittedly, the florist is feisty and the prince is too handsome to get away unscathed.
❥Who suggested kids first:
Neither. Kyungsoo would like more pets-- but Anthem is wary of dogs, and swears Kyungsoo’s cat is already out to get him.
❥Who’s more dominant:
Anthem, ahem.
❥Who’s the cuddler:
Kyungsoo is needy and affectionate, often relying on hands-on affection to feel significant and treasured.
❥What’s their favorite non-sexual activity:
SUPER SMASH BROS AND THEY’RE VERY FUCKING COMPETITIVE ABOUT IT just kidding, er, favorite non-sexual activity.. Kyungsoo has an affinity for nature-- and he often drags Anthem out for day-long hikes when the weather is nice enough. The idea didn’t interest the taller at first, until he was promised hand-made lunches in return.
❥Who kills the spiders:
When a spider finds its way into their house, if Anthem is the first one to find it-- He’ll stop, casually turn around, and go fetch Soo. And promptly stay standing safely behind Soo while the little one diligently traps the 8-legged beastie in a tupperware and transports it outside. Teamwork is important.. If you can call it that.
❥Who falls asleep first:
Kyungsoo.
❥Who is louder?
.... Coughs, during what? Kyungsoo.
❥Who is more experimental?
Maybe Anthem has a little pervert for a husband. Who knows.
❥Do they fuck or make love?
It definitely depends on the mood they’re in. This varies.
❥Who is more likely to be caught masturbating?
Neither. Preferably, they’ll just.. Use each other.
❥Who comes first?
Maybe Anthem wasn’t so... capable of hanging on so well in the beginning, at first. But nowadays-- Kyungsoo’s the one taking first place. Anthem makes damn sure.
❥Who is better at oral and who prefers it?
Kyungsoo wasn’t born with those lips for nothing. Ahem. Maybe Anthem appreciates this.
❥Who usually initiates things?
It’s an equal mix. But-- as mentioned before. Kyungsoo-- he’s feisty.
❥Who is more sensitive?
Kyungsoo has the emotional stability of a marshmallow and Anthem can be really harsh, often without even meaning to. They get by, though.
