Because I don't speak. So no one knew.

But if it's the way it is right now, it's fine.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to let it go like this.

Being an idol is really hard.

Pure imagination. The story when I was still 12.

It's probably about fiction, haha.

frog

“Kaia, you know that your smile is cute, right? So smile often.”

"Eh, no ><"

Yes...your smile is really cute.

“Diochi.”

"yes"

“You said your specs. is a person with a beautiful smile.”

"yes"

“Simply put, he's a nice person, right?”

“Ummm… instead of saying that my face is cute. It should be said that he is a cute person when he smiles.”

...I don't know how you can write like that. But the first glimpse that came into my head ...I immediately thought of someone's smile.

“Alright, that's enough for today. Go back and rest,” our singing teacher said as his smartphone rang for the third time.

“Thank you. See you tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work.” The five of us, consisting of myself, Do Kyungsoo, Luhan hyung, Suho hyung, Chen, and Baekhyun, bowed our heads in thanks before walking out of the practice room.

“Oh, I'm sleepy.” Baekhyun raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes. “Have the others returned yet?”

“Let's stop by the dance practice room first. If you're still here, let's go back together.” Suho hyung said before walking ahead.

Actually, I thought I'd stop by anyway. Well, everyone's black kid told me that he would wait. Are you going to sneak back first? Because I saw today people complaining about waist pain too...

“Xiao Lu, my arm hurts.”

There's still no time to say anything. Suho hyung only opened the door and saw who was there. Oh Sehun, our white maknae, quickly begged Luhan hyung. The long legs hurriedly came to a stop in front of the little deer before stretching out their arms to rest on their thin shoulders like a zombie.

Every time I look at these two, I can't help but smile. ...It's Luhan hyung. I'd always lose to Sehun if that handsome guy begged like this.

"I'm sorry, I saw you sitting and pressing the phone for almost half an hour, acting like you were begging" 'Kim Jongin', the black kid I'm looking for. (which you don't have to waste time looking for at all Because there were only 2 people left in the room), turn off the music and stop dancing. Long legs walked towards me. There's only sweat in my body. Obviously different from Sehun -- (

It's just that they sweat hard. Don't misunderstand Sehun.)

I reached out my hand to wipe away the sweat that was nearly in Jongin's eyes. Just in time, that big hand reached out and grabbed my water bottle.

“But other people are the same way,” Sehun quipped as he put on his hat. A hand reached out and shook Luhan Hyung's hand before walking away. There was a soft snort in Luhan Hyung's voice that was enough to understand that he had to wait for someone else first.

Jongin downed the water, gulped it down as if he hadn't drank water in 12 lifetimes (awesome --), not caring how much of the water he drank went into his mouth or dripped out onto his chin.

And that's me again. You have to press your thumb to the corner of your mouth. and gently wipe away water stains

Only a year younger than me But why do I have to take care of you so much? I don't know...Are you 3 years old?

“Let's go back. Is your practice finished yet?” The figure taller than me turned his head and asked Suho-hyung. When he saw that I was nodding back, he grabbed my shoulders like a train and pushed me to follow the others.

“Do you have waist pain?” after a few minutes of getting into the car. Jongin made a face. Even though just now he was still smiling at fans.

A smile... that everyone sees as cute.

"yeah"

"Then why didn't you go back to the dormitory?" What happened when you got injured?

“I told you I would wait.”

“Is that the reason -“

"I don't know. I said wait and wait."

“If it hurts and you want to rest, you can go back first. I wasn't alone in practicing…”

"Oh, I'm sleepy. I'm here. Please wake me up." He didn't wait for me to finish speaking. Jongin interrupted before resting his mushroom head on my shoulder.

"…stubborn"

“Oh, I'm stubborn. Don't order anything from me later. Because I won't listen."

Already asleep... After speaking to me a few minutes ago You can guess from the steady, gentle breaths that brush my shoulders.

I reached out and gently combed Jongin's tangled hair. ...all wet and sweaty

...Very tired, right?

Even though he's actually younger than me. But instead, I had to take on the responsibility of being the main dancer, which must have been quite painful. But I've never seen you complain to me at all.

'I like it, so… it's okay.'

The words you always tell people are that you like to dance. And smile brightly every time you talk about it as if dancing is all life…

I… like it too.

You smile and laugh every time you give interviews or appear on various shows…

That's what I...like it too.

Every time you are embarrassed by your own words or the sight of others who look at you, you tend to laugh and cover it up...

That one, I... also like it.

And when you look at me and smile… Just me

It may seem selfish. But I like that smile the most...

'My type is someone who smiles and is cute'

I must be… referring to you, 'Kim Jongin'.

“Kaia, you know that your smile is cute, right? So smile often.”

"Eh, no ><"

...that I like to smile Because some people like to look different.

I was embarrassed, so I just smiled and covered it up.

“Diochi.”

"yes"

“You said your specs. is a person with a beautiful smile.”

"yes"

“Simply put, he's a nice person, right?”

“Umm... instead of saying that I look cute. It should be said that he is a cute person when he smiles.”

Hey hyung… do you mean me?

Haha, just being a little beside myself. It's okay ^^

Or if not I just have to act like Hyung's ideals.

It doesn't seem difficult at all.

I mean it's not difficult... Looks like I'm thinking a little too shallow --

Well, Kyungsoo never had any reaction back at all…

T^T

Right now, I'm 'Kim Jongin' waiting for vocal line practice. We separated to practice a long time ago. Even now, this one isn't finished yet. Dancing and waiting until my aching waist feels like it's about to break. My Kyungsoo... well, everyone's -- but he hasn't come yet. Having Sehun as a friend... Really annoying --

In addition to laughing endlessly when looking at the phone and pretending to turn up the music, sometimes it's quiet, then it's loud, it doesn't make it difficult to practice dancing. I have to kick it every time. I don't see the importance of it being there.

What I say here is not incorrect with it. Just annoyed by his retarded laughter and the way he slams his legs in the air.

“I'm not going back to the dorm. You can live by teasing others."

“Wait for Luhan,” he told me like that and then pretended to turn up the volume of the music that was playing.

"Shit, my ears are hurting. Can't you just use the phone quietly by yourself? Here," I walked over and picked up the remote in his hand before going back to practicing dancing.

My waist hurts, but if I sit still it gets boring...

“Xiao Lu, my arm hurts.”

Finally we've come together. My lovely older siblings.

“Ai Sam Oi, I saw you sitting and dialing the phone for almost half an hour, pretending to beg.” I thought Sehun should go first before walking towards the person I said I would be waiting for because I saw the water bottle he was carrying. His throat was really dry. In fact, ...I have mine too. But I want to eat Kyungsoo's food more >< And then suddenly a small hand reached out to wipe away the sweat on my forehead.

“…” I'm so dumb. When I say something, I forget everything.

“But other people are the same way.” Sehun turned to face me before dragging Luhan hyung away as well.

Who says I'm begging? I'm not. I'm just thirsty. ^^

And I don't know how to argue back because I'm so embarrassed and it's gone. So he covered it up by filling his mouth with water, which is called quick, without having to swallow.

“…” Ugh, again. I didn't mean to mess up my food, I swear. But the soft hand that was caressing the edge of my mouth was here. Makes me think that another day I might have to do this again.

Kyungsoo, it's always like this. He didn't say anything but used his gentle actions to distract me. To be honest, before, I was really afraid of this wide-eyed older brother. Over and over, it turned out that I just liked him. But I can only secretly like it. I want to tell you, but I'm afraid that if they think too much, they won't get along. It's the two of us. It's an idol. Plus they're both men.

But seriously, for me, it's either that he and I are idols or that we're both men. I don't care I only care about Kyungsoo's feelings. What if he cares about other people's eyes or thoughts? Even if the two of us love each other, Kyungsoo must feel bad, I don't care.

“Let's go back. Is practice finished yet?” Because I didn't know what to say to him and he wouldn't say anything to me. So I invited him to go back to his dorm. He wanted to sleep so badly.

Many fans came and waited as usual. Even though it's already very late I hurriedly pushed Kyungsoo into the car first for fear of being squeezed. I secretly brushed off the hand of a fan who was about to reach out and pull my little one and smiled as if nothing had happened. But because I was too worried about the person in front of me, I got elbowed by someone I didn't know and hit me hard in the side. I was so sore, I almost shed tears.

"Do you have waist pain?" When I got into the car, I didn't feel any symptoms. Kyungsoo then gently put his hand on his waist as if massaging it.

"Ugh." It really hurt, but I couldn't speak. My stomach felt hollow, especially from the small hand massaging it.

“Then why don't you go back to the dorm?”

"I told you I'd wait." If it weren't for the fact that I'd gone to class and cried and was afraid I'd disturb you. I went to stay with him every time.

“Is that the reason -“

"I don't know. I said wait and wait."

“If it hurts and you want to rest, you can go back first. I wasn't alone in practicing…”

"Oh, I'm sleepy. I'm here, please wake me up." I cut him off and immediately pretended to rest my head on Kyungsoo's shoulder.

You know you're not alone. But at least I want to be close to each other. Is it my fault that I'm crazy about Kyungsoo like this?

"…stubborn"

“Oh, I'm stubborn. Don't order anything from me later. Because I won't listen.” If I weren't stubborn, would we be able to be together?

Sleeping on this shoulder is really uncomfortable. It's Kyungsoo's shoulder. Both small and narrow Plus, the difference in height caused me to crane my neck to the point of breaking. But compared to being close to each other and smelling the faint scent of Kyungsoo I think it's worth it, haha.

I'd almost fall asleep if I didn't feel the soft hands running through my hair. I didn't dare open my eyes, but stayed still and let Kyungsoo continue playing with my hair.

It seems like what Kyungsoo is thinking. Because I had the feeling that from the beginning it was like I was going to comb my hair because it was tangled. Now all he does is gently stroke his hair, evenly, like an absent-minded person.

What is Kyungsoo thinking? Can you tell me? Is it about me?

And if I keep thinking here, next to Kyungsoo, will Kyungsoo know? Will he hear me?

...I like Kyungsoo. I really like it. But when did I like it? I myself don't know.

All I know is that right now I'm seriously making myself into Kyungsoo's specifications...

It's not difficult, just smile. But making Kyungsoo realize this is really difficult.

'My ideal type is someone who has a pure heart and is dedicated to their work.'

I've said this before in the same program.

Of course, I'm referring to Kyungsoo.