[M] kaisoo (1/4) (1/1)

kyungsoo/fem!kai || words: 1061 || rating: pg-18 || summary: kyungsoo decides to let everything go and live life the way he wants it to be  “You’re getting married today.” “I know.” Kyungsoo smiles and fixes his coat, brushing off imaginary dusts and checks himself out in the mirror. “This is going to be perfect, I swear.” He hums in satisfaction and laughs when he heard Chanyeol snort in the background. “What the hell bro.” “I don’t know.” Chanyeol shrugs and looks at him with a proud grin etched on his face. “You’re getting married. Wow. I can’t –“ He shakes his head. “I can’t imagine it clearly until now.” He sighs and approaches his best friend and fixes the latter’s bowtie. “Getting married to Baekhyun. Missing out on all of the pussies, man.” Kyungsoo laughs and hits Chanyeol playfully on the shoulder. As if by cue, the door opens, entering Minseok, his older brother, sporting the same outfit as him and a big smile on his face. “Hey, hey, hey.” He opens the door wider and engulfs his younger brother in a tight hug. “Congratulations, bro.” “Thank you, hyung.” Kyungsoo chuckles, giving the elder two claps on the back before pulling away. Chanyeol clears his throat and looks at them, beaming. “Hey, uh… I’ll just give you two sometime alone.” But the moment the door closed, Minseok’s expression did a turn. He falls on the bed beside Kyungsoo, sitting on the edge with elbows on his knees, hands covering his mouth. Kyungsoo furrowed his brows in confusion upon the sudden change of action and takes a seat beside his brother. “Hey, hyung. What’s going on?” Minseok sighs. “I’ve got something to tell you.”    “Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to –“   “Hey, can I, please?” Kyungsoo raised a finger on the priest, silencing the old man, eyes wide in surprise. “I know it’s just getting started and it’s not in tradition, but can I please say a few words about my,” He looks at the woman in front of him with a smile. “Beautiful, beautiful woman.” The priest clears his throat and slowly nods. “Do as you wish.” “Well,” Kyungsoo looks at the people watching with a smile. “I can’t find the words to describe what I’m feeling today. Being in the same place, finally, finally being one with Byun Baekhyun.” Said girl blushed, reaching out a hand to Kyungsoo, which the latter holds and squeezes before pulling away. “No words can express how truly excited I am… thinking about looking forward of what life may be after this event. Thinking about how despite overworked and zombiefied in my job, I get to go home and live in domesticity with my beautiful wife. Thinking about how many little me or little her run in our house. Thinking about how many grandkids I can give to my parents.” Mr. and Mrs. Do look at each other with smiles on their faces before looking back at their son. “So for you, my darling.” Kyungsoo gives Baekhyun a charming smile then looks at the audience. “And also, for all of you, me and my brother, Minseok,” Minseok’s eyes went wide, alarmed. “Prepared a gift.” His smile morphed into a dead serious expression. “Underneath your chairs, there’s an enveloped there containing something that you might want to see.” Baekhyun furrowed her brows in confusion. “Kyungsoo, what are you –“ “Oh my god.” “This is so fucked up.” One by one people checked on their envelope and some gasp, some laughed while some mad at the paper they were holding. Kyungsoo huffs and takes something out of his coat and hands it to Chanyeol. “And oh, forgot to give you your copy, bro.” Chanyeol, puzzled, takes the paper out of Kyungsoo’s grasp, only for his eyes to widen when he saw a familiar photo of him and Baekhyun covered in a bedding looking completely spent and sated and – Chanyeol’s eyes went wide in horror. “K-Kyungsoo, I can explain.” “Oh, wait.” Kyungsoo raised his finger. “I think I’ve finally found the words I was looking for.” He looks at Baekhyun, who looks completely lost and floored. “Fuck you.” Then, he turns to look at Chanyeol with a smile. “And fuck you.” Kyungsoo looks at the audience, filled with relatives and friends. “Thank you for coming. I really do apologize for the sudden turn of events, but please do enjoy the reception and the open bar to compensate for the trouble.” He bows his head and smiles. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to my honeymoon.” It was then that Baekhyun burst into a fit of cries.     Minseok ran to get to him and stops him by grabbing him by the shoulder. “Kyungsoo, what the hell was that?” He ruffles his hair. “I can’t believe you could do something so crazy!” He whisper-yelled. “That thing you did was so –“ “Fucked up, I know, right?” Kyungsoo nods, laughing. Minseok sighs and ruffles his hair, laughing. “But I’m so proud of you, sport. Mom is literally throwing a fit. Dad is laughing so hard and the Byun’s…” Minseok shakes his head. “It’s like a war out there, Soo.” He sighs. “So are you still going through Cremona?” “Yes and I need to go or I’ll be late for my flight.” Kyungsoo holds his brother’s cheeks and pulls him close to kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you and I love you, hyung. You literally saved me from going through some fucked up life.” Then he ran. Minseok could only sigh as he watch him leave.     Contradicting his attitude towards the whole “wedding” fiasco, Kyungsoo sits on the limo, hugging a bottle of vodka looking out his wits. Eyes red and puffy, he looks at the window and sniffles, groaning at the sudden ache in his body, his head and most of all, his heart. His phone kept on ringing, messages and voice mails piling up in his phone. Some were from Baekhyun, some were from Chanyeol while some from people he doesn’t give a shit about. Kyungsoo grabs his phone and takes the battery out before letting it fall in his hands. “Cremona, here I come.” He slurs.    Author’s note: after the fall of my motivation to write, this is some kind of a comeback for me in the Art of Travel!AU (sounds familiar?) featuring kaisoo! I don’t actually care if you’re not pleased with this, but I want this to make me satisfied. Sure hope this will keep my motivation ongoing.