layers of love (oneshot)
layers of love
kaisoo (jongin/kyungsoo).
pg-13.
au. romance. fluff. humor.
oneshot/~3000w.
Kyungsoo is like a really good parfait. Jongin hates parfaits.
a/n: oh my gosh I was warning tlist about this but I didn't think it'd happen... and yet here it is. another food fluff. run. oh, and for those who don't know what a parfait looks like, here is a picture. they have layers of deliciousness. like jongin. also, this is motivation for boba, who demanded 3k! for you, boba!
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Jongin was never one for fancy foods. He grew up in a middle-class family that enjoyed home-cooked meals with traditional Korean foods. Parfaits are not traditional in any way whatsoever.
Neither is wanting to lick cream off of another boy's lips but that's a different issue for another time. Besides, this is the twenty-first century. Gay is the new black. Or, at least, that's what Jongin reads in fanfiction.
Still, it bothers Jongin when Sehun - it's always Sehun who ruins Jongin's day - starts comparing everyone at their lunch table to foods. Honestly, Jongin doesn't understand what goes on in Sehun's mind. No one does.
"I think Chanyeol is like cotton candy. Because of his hair. And he's so weird, and so is cotton candy, because it dissolves in your mouth even though it's so poofy."
Chanyeol is too busy making a fort out of his food to pay attention to Sehun.
"Baekhyun would be bacon because in English, his name sounds like bacon. Isn't that funny? I think it's hilarious," Sehun laughs to himself as Baekhyun ignores his lame joke, settling for watching Chanyeol build his food fort instead. "And he's curvy, you know, like bacon strips."
"Glad you retained something from English class," Kris says, rolling his eyes.
"You'd be... you'd be orange chicken. Krispy orange chicken," Sehun snickers, and Luhan, his own boyfriend, even rolls his eyes at that joke.
Tao giggles, not really understanding anything but the last part. "That sounds good right now. I wish I had some to eat right now."
Kris facepalms, and Luhan laughs at that. "What do I remind you of, Sehunnie?" he asks, linking their arms together and leaning his head on Sehun's shoulder.
"Milk tea," Sehun replies with a smile, and the two rub noses romantically. Jongin almost throws up everything he just ate.
"Fuck, get a room. We're eating here!" Jongin gags.
"Oh shut up. All because Kyungsoo isn't here today, doesn't give you permission to act like you have a stick up your ass."
Jongdae leans over. "Please, he wants that stick up his ass."
"So long as it's Kyungsoo's," Baekhyun mentions.
The entire table bursts out laughing, except one very annoyed and flustered Jongin. "You guys are so immature, why do I even hang out with you guys?" he huffs, crossing his arms.
"Because you have no other friends," Minseok snorts.
He has a point.
"Anyway, you never finished your food comparisons," Minseok says, turning to Sehun. "I want to know what I am."
Luhan laughs. "Come on, Minseok. I think we all know what food you'd be." The whole table snickers, except Junmyeon, who doesn't really ever understand their jokes but laughs just to fit in.
"Hey, I never thought of one for Kyungsoo," Sehun remembers, and Jongin's eyes widen in horror.
"Please don't," he begs.
"Aw, why not? Wouldn't it be fun to imagine what you could eat him as?"
"That's kind of terrifying, Sehun," Kris points out, frowning.
"I think Jongin would eat him as is, to be honest," Luhan mentions.
"That's cannibalism!" Tao exclaims in horror, leaning away from Jongin with wide eyes. Jongin groans, slamming his head onto the table. Kris has to comfort and explain to Tao in Mandarin that they're not being serious, and the implications of their joke. When Tao finally understands, he still has this disgusted look on his face. "That's perverted!" he exclaims instead.
Jongin cleans the table with his tears.
"Ugh, this parfait is to die for," Yixing moans in the background.
Sehun's eyes light up. "A parfait! That's what Kyungsoo is like!"
Jongin's head shoots up. "What's a parfait?"
Yixing's suddenly by his side, glaring at him. "You don't know what a parfait is?"
"Uh, no. Is it a type of pasta?" Jongin likes pasta, especially Kyungsoo's.
"I can't be associated with you anymore," Yixing says solemnly, shaking his head as he walks to the far side of the table. When he gets there, he sends Jongin one last disapproving stare before turning away dramatically.
"A parfait is a dessert, you idiot," Luhan sighs, getting sick of Jongin's stupidity. Honestly, it was enough to put with Sehun, but Jongin was a whole other story. While Sehun is funny stupid, Jongin is just ignorant stupid, and that is the worst of them all. There was nothing to laugh at - just everything to cry at.
"Oh, that makes sense then," Jongin says with a nod. "He's sweet."
Everyone grimaces, even Yixing who's trying to ignore Jongin.
"You'd be cheese," Sehun mutters in disgust as Jongin continues dreaming about Kyungsoo's milky skin and sweet lips.
--
Now curious about this parfait dessert, Jongin stops by a French bakery near his dance studio after practice to pick one up. He considered grabbing one for Kyungsoo too, but when he didn't have enough money on him, he told himself he'd get Kyungsoo one later.
When he gets home, he takes out the parfait he bought. It's hot today, the summer sun unaware of the fact that it's autumn right now. His parfait is a little warm due to this, but Jongin didn't think it would matter.
(It would.)
You see, this particular parfait is a yogurt one with fruits. Fruits that spoil in the heat, and yogurt that sours too. But Jongin doesn't realize this, and as he takes his first bite, he immediately spits it out. His face scrunches up in disgust, and he drops the cup into the trash immediately before going to rinse his mouth out.
This is not okay.
Kyungsoo cannot be a dessert Jongin does not like.
--
"Sorry, what?"
"Change Kyungsoo's food!" Jongin repeats, stomping his food for emphasis. Sehun's expression doesn't change - not that it ever really does, unless Luhan is around - from its blank, confused look.
"Why?"
"Because parfaits are gross!"
And of course, Yixing shows up at that moment with a loud gasp. "You sicken me," he hisses, stalking away from Jongin's seat and back to the edge of the table.
But Jongin doesn't care, because Yixing isn't Kyungsoo, and Kyungsoo is the only one that really matters among his mess of friends. "So change it!" Jongin demands again.
"Parfaits are good," Sehun argues.
"Thank you!" Yixing shouts from the other side of the room, causing students to stare. But Yixing doesn't seem to care as he broods.
"They're not," Jongin complains. "I had one yesterday, and it was gross!"
"Maybe you got a wrong one," Sehun reasons - which is rare, because when does Sehun ever reason? Well, he does seem pretty intelligent compared to Jongin at least.
"No, it was expensive and everything," Jongin argues, because price equals quality in his juvenile mind apparently. "And from that nice French bakery by the studio. And Kyungsoo loves that place, you know, he always gushes about how good the cupcakes are and ugh it's disgusting really but -"
"Are you jealous over a cupcake?" Kris interrupts as he sits down beside them, Tao trailing behind with his tray of lunch food.
"No!" Jongin denies, but there's a flush on his cheeks.
"Oh my God, you're jealous over a cupcake," Kris repeats, cocking an eyebrow in a gesture practically screaming I'm judging you so hard right now.
"I'm no-"
"You're jealous over a cupcake?" Luhan asks, sitting beside Sehun and grabbing a chip as he did. "Wow, that's a whole new level. Remember that one time you poured acid over Kyungsoo's lab partner because you thought he was leaning in a bit too close?"
"He was! He could have just waited for Kyungsoo to move away, but no, he had to go and touch him," Jongin defends hysterically, waving his arms for emphasis. His table of friends just stared at him as if he were a mad man. He kind of is, when Kyungsoo's involved, at least.
"He was showing Kyungsoo what to look at in the microscope," Luhan deadpans. "But really, wasn't the acid thing a bit too extreme?"
"It wasn't poisonous-"
"But it freaked him out and made him slip on the water he was using to wash it off. Which he then tripped on, and passed out."
Jongin shrugs. "Not my problem he was a prissy."
"Then why were you so threatened by him?" Tao asks innocently, eating his cake.
Jongin shuts up at that.
"Anyway, why are we talking about Jongin's irrational jealousy anyway?" Luhan asks, leaning against Sehun. "I thought that was already a given."
"Because he wants me to change Kyungsoo's food," Sehun says, putting an arm around Luhan.
"What?" Luhan asks, confused for a moment. Then, he slowly remembers. "Oh, you mean from yesterday, with the parfait thing." Sehun nods. "Why? What's wrong with parfaits?"
"Exactly!" Yixing shouts from the other side, when Junmyeon and Jongdae are sitting so that he's not alone.
"Besides, as weird as it is, I think parfaits are a good food for Kyungsoo. They have, like, layers of deliciousness and sweetness, like Kyungsoo. They're not bland and boring," Luhan says with a nod.
Jongin scrunches his nose at Luhan. "You've been hanging out with Sehun too often."
Luhan rolls his eyes. "Whatever. But whether you like them or not, Kyungsoo's like a parfait. A really good parfait."
--
That night, Jongin does more research on parfaits, because what is homework when your potential love life is on the line because of one bad comparison. He is insistent on reasoning with his friends that Kyungsoo is not like a parfait, for more reasons than simply because Jongin doesn't like parfaits.
But he fails, as always.
He finds out parfait literally means "perfect" in French, and there isn't a doubt in his mind that Kyungsoo is as perfect as it gets. Looking at pictures, they all look delicious - just like Kyungsoo. And yet, how can they taste so bad?
Jongin throws his head into a pillow in frustration. He reads too into things concerning Kyungsoo.
--
Kyungsoo is finally back at school, to Jongin's delight and despair, because he still doesn't know what to do about this parfait thing.
"Jongin!" Kyungsoo greets when they run into each other in the hallways. He's beaming as if he was never sick to begin with, and Jongin's heart almost fails him.
"K-Kyungsoo," he stammers, smiling nervously. Don't say it, don't say it, he tells himself, but it's dying to get out. "Would-you-consider-yourself-a-parfait?" he asks before he can stop himself.
Kyungsoo's smile falters. "Uh, sure?" he says. "Why? Do you like parfaits or something?"
"No," Jongin cries in frustration.
"Oh. Okay then." Jongin doesn't miss the way Kyungsoo's smile completely disappears now, or the way his eyes dart away from Jongin, and he realizes his mistake.
"Wait, no, I didn't mean-" he starts frantically, but the bell cuts him off - the bell is the source of all things evil - and Kyungsoo scurries off with a mumbled excuse. Jongin watches dejectedly. He's made a big mistake now, even bigger than bringing up the parfait at all.
--
Kyungsoo sits with Yixing at the end of the lunch together, and Luhan jokingly calls them the Parfait-Loving Pair. Jongin almost tears out his hair, but he doesn't know what to say to Kyungsoo without revealing his (already obvious) feelings.
"This is all your fault," Jongin hisses under his breath to Sehun.
"How?" Sehun replies back in a low whisper. "It's not my fault you don't like parfaits."
"But you didn't have to compare him to a parfait! I mean, what about a cupcake or something? He likes those! Or ice cream! I don't know, but just something I like." Jongin drops his head onto the table with a loud thud. He misses Kyungsoo's concerned but downcast glance at him.
"This is just getting ridiculous," Baekhyun says, finally contributing to their conversation after two days of ignoring them completely in favor of watching Chanyeol.
"It's been ridiculous," Kris snorts.
Suddenly, Luhan storms up and drags Jongin out of the cafeteria. Jongin fears for the worst, like Luhan stuffing him into a closet just to shut him up. He's about to start apologizing when Luhan meets a sketchy man dressed in white outside their school gates.
Oh my gosh, he's meeting with an assassin, isn't he? Who is going to kill me because I don't like parfaits, and oh God I bet Yixing is behind this too! he sobs mentally. When Luhan reaches into the bag the man dropped off, he flinches, expecting the worst.
And it is.
It's a parfait.
--
Jongin waits until after school to approach Kyungsoo. His hands holding the bag with the parfait are shaking, and he swears his heart doesn't even race this fast after dance practice. He spots Kyungsoo exiting his last class with Junmyeon, laughing about something, and Jongin frowns. Since when is Junmyeon ever funny?
He walks over, putting one hand behind his back with the bag. "Hey, Kyungsoo, can I talk to you alone?"
Kyungsoo seems nervous, biting down on his lower lip before murmuring, "Sure." Junmyeon nods and leaves the two.
"I got you something," Jongin says nervously, even though it's technically a lie - Luhan got it for him to give to Kyungsoo. But that's just one little detail Jongin can skip.
"What is it?" Kyungsoo asks, a little more interested now but there's still a defeated tone in his voice that kills Jongin for being the cause of it.
Jongin pulls out the bag from behind his back. "Ta-da?"
Kyungsoo just stares.
Jongin clears his throat. "Um, it's a parfait," he explains, taking it out for Kyungsoo to see.
"I thought you hate parfaits," Kyungsoo sighs, looking away with a frown on his lips. Jongin wants to cry.
"Well, I do," Jongin admits, and watches as Kyungsoo's face drops even more, if possible. "But I like you!" he immediately amends, flushing.
Kyungsoo looks at him with a small smile now. "Thanks."
Jongin frowns. Wait, is that it? Why isn't Kyungsoo... reacting? 'Thanks'? What does that mean? 'Thanks for trying, but I don't like you'? 'Thanks but no thanks'? WHAT DOES IT MEAN?! Jongin's thoughts scream.
"I mean, I kind of figured you do, since we are friends and all," Kyungsoo says with a quiet laugh.
Wait, what? Oh. OH. Oh. Jongin can't help but smile at that. Honestly, Kyungsoo is just so cute without meaning to be. He's tempted to straight out confess everything right there, but he has a plan. Well, technically it's Luhan's plan for Jongin, but whatever.
"Here, have some of the parfait," he says, pushing the cup into Kyungsoo's hand (and trying not to die at their skin contact). Kyungsoo blinks in confusion, but eventually grabs the spoon and takes his first bite.
"Wow, this is really good," Kyungsoo praises with a nod. "Where'd you get it?
"Uh." From Luhan's mysterious man at the gate? "At a bakery?"
Kyungsoo glances at him and laughs. "Okay then."
Jongin breathes out in relief, glad that Kyungsoo dropped the subject. So busy watching Kyungsoo eat - honestly, Jongin can watch Kyungsoo do anything and be fascinated - he almost forgets about the plan.
"So, do you like it?" he asks nervously.
Kyungsoo raises an eyebrow at him, spoon in his mouth. "Yeah, I just said it was good..."
"Oh. Right," Jongin says, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"What flavor is thi-"
"Because they're layers of my love," Jongin blurts out, completely forgetting the rest of the plan Luhan had mapped out for him. Both his and Kyungsoo's eyes widen at the sudden confession, and Jongin is about to start running when Kyungsoo drops his spoon.
"That was the only spoon," Jongin says weakly, trying to laugh but losing any humor under Kyungsoo's intense stare.
"What did you just say?" he asks, eyes focused in on Jongin, probing. It's even worse than his judging face.
"That was the only spo-"
"Before that," Kyungsoo snaps, and Jongin gapes. Kyungsoo never snaps at him. Maybe he scolds him, or talks back, but he never snaps.
Oh God, he hates me, Jongin thinks frantically. He thinks I'm a freak who hates parfaits and likes him and he's going to reject me and run away with cupcakes! "Th-They're layers of my lo-"
He's cut off by soft lips pressed against his. He swears he stops breathing for a moment as two tiny, warm hands wrap around his neck, pulling him down. And he almost collapses when a tongue - a tongue! Kyungsoo's tongue! - slides over his bottom lip.
But Kyungsoo pulls away before more can happen, and Jongin lets out a pant.
"Love," he finishes breathlessly. "I love you, Kyungsoo."
Kyungsoo smiles, and it reaches his eyes the way Jongin loves. "I love you, too," he says softly, and presses a chaste kiss to the side of Jongin's lips.
It tastes like a parfait, a good parfait.
--
"Look who's finally talking, after just one day of ignoring each other," Luhan snickers, nudging Jongin as they sat down. "Did my plan work?" he murmurs in a low voice.
"Kind of," Jongin admits, even though he didn't really carry out Luhan's plan to the fullest. It was a long one though: Get Kyungsoo to eat parfait. Talk about parfait. Explain about parfait. Explain each layer. Blah, blah, blah. Honestly, Jongin is much more satisfied with the route he took, that cut down the plan significantly with great results.
But still, he had to thank Luhan for setting it up. "Thanks," he says, and Luhan just smirks.
"I didn't do it for you. We were all just sick and tired of you two flirting like innocent school boys and doing nothing about it," Luhan says aloud, and Kyungsoo hears and flushes. Jongin glares at him, but can't bring himself to argue.
"I know, it was so obvious," Tao - Tao, who isn't aware of what's going on half the time due to the language barrier - scoffs. Kris chuckles and nods.
"So do you still hate parfaits?" Sehun asks, leaning against Luhan to speak to the newly formed couple.
Jongin looks at Kyungsoo, who smiles back wickedly. "Nah. Kyungsoo tastes good alright."
The whole table groans as the two lock lips. All except one, who quietly cheers them and, most importantly, parfaits on.
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a/n: tbh I dunno how I came up with this idea but I was thinking about parfaits and then I was kind of inspired by Shrek but yeah. I dunno. magnanimous update tomorrow for those who are reading by the way? omg I have this insane dream to now write fluff for every dessert out there, but I'm not that crazy so lol I probably won't. but who knows. so yeah, here's your warning lol. thanks for reading :D hope this wasn't too bad because I honestly dunno about this fic anymore
and I think I was slightly inspired to write this by adorableprince's new fic omg adorableprince is perfect tbh you guys I bow down to her I'm one of her biggest fangirls at least I tell myself I am
no spots because lazy? T_T