EXO Oneshots

Sing for you (D.O.)

I lay there, staring mindlessly at the television as the credits rolled down the screen. 

Damn those writers, making such a sad film and knowing I was going to cry.

As I shifted my position on the sofa to plop my face into the cushion that I had previously crushed underneath me, I heard the door close. 

Shit, he's going to think I'm such a loser, crying at a film like this.

I heard his footsteps getting closer and closer, with me becoming more anxious with every step he took. I heard him walk into the room, and I closed my eyes to brace myself for the flow of questions that would come.

"___? Are you okay?" I heard him ask, before hearing him move once again.

I didn't reply just yet, but merely pointed at the screen while keeping my face pressed painfully against the cushion.

"You watched another sad film? When are you finally going to get over him, ___?" I heard him ask, making me turn my head to face him.

Do Kyungsoo. Possibly the most caring individual I've ever known. His kind words often calm me down, accompanied by his soothing voice. His big, brown eyes always manage to make my heart melt in the best way possible. I love him from the bottom of my heart. But there's one problem.

He's my best friend and doesn't know about my feelings.

"Apparently not." I replied, sounding more miserable than I actually felt.

My situation was that I was dumped by my boyfriend a few days ago. I really liked him, but I was kind of also relieved as this meant that I could confess to Kyungsoo. Except, whenever I tried I would always change the topic to avoid rejection. So this kind of added to my sadness, as I was trying to face the fact that I could never speak my mind. 

"Well, watching sad films won't help." He told me, laughing lightly.

"What will help, then?" I asked, pouting slightly and looking up into his round, handsome face.

"What makes you the happiest in the world? What could you not live without?" He asked, rubbing my back slowly, making me feel both nervous and calm at the same time.

Then, without thinking, I blurted out the worst possible thing I could have said.

"You."

He stopped rubbing my back, and simply looked back at me, astonishment written across his face. He took his hand away from me and placed it next to his other, which was situated on top of his crossed legs.

Oh no, I thought. This is it. I've gone and done it now. I've really messed up.

I sat up, realising what I had done. I sat there in silence for a while, replaying the moment over and over again in my head, each time making my face go redder and redder. I watched him move and sit next to me. I took no notice of this, as at that time I was contemplating whether it would be worth running away now or later.

He's going to reject me. He's going to say that he doesn't think of me like that. He's going to-

Kiss me. He leaned over, moving me head gently with his hand, before delicately placing his lips on mine. My eyes slowly wandered over to his face, wide with shock, before gently fluttering closed as I began to kiss back, holding his neck with my hands. We soon pulled away, before he embraced me into a hug.

"I know this might seem sudden, but... I'm in love with you, ___, and I have been for a while now." He whispered into my ear, as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I love you too, Kyungsoo." I whispered back, pecking his neck.

"What do you love most about me?" He asked suddenly.

"I love... I love your voice. It always manages to calm me down." I replied, a bit confused as to why he would ask that now.

And without exchanging any more words, he began to sing.

He sang for me.

After he had finished, we pulled away from the hug before turning to face the television.

"Did you cry during Bolt?"