Joon Seok decided to do last minute shopping but Chanyeol and Kyungsoo only wanted to wander around Tokyo Tower, although they had been there several times. Since they figured they had about an hour to spare, they thought to rent bicycles to roam around the city.
The only available bicycles were the mamachari type, or mom’s bicycle, with a basket at the front and a simple gear. It was already a bit small for 173 cm Kyungsoo, and what more for his 189 cm boyfriend?
Chanyeol wanted to do the same thing as Kyungsoo so he gamely mounted the bike, and after wobbling for a few feet, while he tried to find the equilibrium for his weight, Chanyeol was able to glide smoothly on the narrow streets and Kyungsoo laughed while cycling on his own behind him.
It was their last day in Japan. 6 days they spent together, a couple of days with Chulki tagging along (he had his own itinerary that week). Chanyeol’s 2-day show was cancelled in Japan that week, however, he decided to just spend time with him instead, before they returned to their busy individual schedules in the next subsequent weeks.
Still Kyungsoo very much appreciated it, that his boyfriend would do the most mundane things, even if they had done it over and over again, at home or overseas, with no particular or special agenda for this trip, but it was just to get away, to relax and to simply bond.
“WWhhooooaaa….” He heard Chanyeol scream in panic, as the bike seemed to have a mind of its own and swerved to the right.
“God, sometimes I wish I was smaller!” Chanyeol complained, reflexively planting both his feet on the ground before he completely lost his balance and fall face front on the pavement, which SM Entertainment and the organizers of the events he’d booked in the next few months wouldn’t be too happy about.
Kyungsoo just chuckled again, with already a few meters distance between them if it hadn’t been for Chanyeol’s mile-long legs pedaling so fast. “Well, I don’t,” he told him calmly, stopping as well and whipping out his polaroid camera as his phone’s storage was filled with their photos and short videos together, some of which Chanyeol had posted on his Instagram (despite Kyungsoo’s many protests).
Chanyeol then turned to him and Kyungsoo snapped another gorgeous picture; one more core memory where his big beautiful boy was looking back at him, as so many of his candid, random moments that Kyungsoo wanted to capture and keep.
“Really?” Chanyeol asked, amused, but he was really fishing for more compliments.
Kyungsoo snickered as he tucked his polaroid camera back into his knapsack and proceeded to start biking towards him, singing softly, “’Cause you got a big laugh, big voice, big personality, who’s in love with me.”
Chanyeol giggled, eyes twinkling as he watched the love of life halt beside him.
“Everything about you is so massive and gigantic compared to me, and being small could be adorable, I don’t deny that. But aren’t you aware about the blessing of being a tall person?
“My arms could reach the highest cupboards and stuff…?”
Kyungsoo swatted him on his hard bicep. “No, silly. I told you before. You are much closer to the sky, which is probably why you’re like an angel.”
“Hello, Angel…” Chanyeol sang in jest, blushing to the roots of his hair.
“You take care of me all the time, always catering to my needs, even without me asking. You also lend me your clothes,” Kyungsoo pointed out, stretching his arms out to highlight Chanyeol’s oversized charcoal colored short-sleeve polo that the smaller one was wearing over a plain white t-shirt. “But in all seriousness, I love you just the way you are, most especially your tremendous and immense ability to love with all your heart.”
The flush on Chanyeol’s cheek could easily be caused by the warm summer sun, however, it was sincerely the overwhelming love he had for the smaller boy now in front of him, since meeting as teenagers back in 2010…
Just as Chanyeol was leaning in to give his boyfriend a quick, sweet peck on the lips, Kyungsoo suddenly straightened up and cleared his throat, pushing Chanyeol to proceed forward, just as a young woman, who was probably an EXO-L, was staring straight at Kyungsoo.
Chanyeol only shrugged and figured to go around the cul de sac one more time, with Kyungsoo following him, resembling perfectly normal tourists to strangers, and returned to the bike rental place minutes before they were due.
“Yah,” Kyungsoo whispered, once their rented bicycles were side by side. “No more talk about small boy fantasies, okay?”
Chanyeol only pouted, shrugging, but checking Kyungsoo’s bike after parking his own if his boyfriend’s was locked properly. He wanted to feel small for once. Kyungsoo, always being the cute small boy he was, could get away with almost anything because of it.
As if reading Chanyeol’s mind, Kyungsoo had to give in. “I’ll be the big spoon later when we get home.”
The way Chanyeol’s large elf ears perked up told him he would like that very, very much.
~the end~
