#nerdsoo

Kris blinks down at the boy who’s handing out flyers for some fundraiser for a high school.  He takes one to be nice and smiles.  “My name is Kris.  Nice to meet you, Kyungsoo.”  He squints down at the name on the flyer.  “Do you go here?” he asks conversationally.

"So you're really good at baking --? I bake sometimes...when I'm free, it's fun!" He smiles, trying to lessen the awkwardness and make Kyungsoo feel more relaxed, "What's your favourite thing to bake, Kyungsoo-sshi?"

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"I don't like coffee too -- I love tea!" He exclaims gleefully, eyes widening in pleasant surprise; "Coffee is too bitter, right? I don't like bitter. And I work at a café actually - where do you work at? Though - yes, lets, we can get tea and some cakes!" Minseok grins brightly, shoving his hands into his pocket as they begin walking along the sidewalk.

Lu Han raised his eyebrows, his expression showing more and more of his disbelief with each word the other spoke. "Lu Han," he replied. There was something strangely endearing about how put together Kyungsoo wasn't. Even though it was slightly endearing, Lu Han couldn't help himself as he reached out, adjusting the collar of the shirt. "Sorry, couldn't help it, your collar was cockeyed."

His hand pauses in mid-air, not sure if he should continue or not from the other's body language and he decides that perhaps he's pushing it a little, especially since he's only met the boy for less than a minute. Kyungsoo's actions are somewhat endearing -- and all so nostalgic, he can almost see his high school self in him. With a cheeky grin settled on his lips, he nods; "I'd like that - no alcohol, alcohol is a no-no. Coffee, and tea! Do you have anywhere in mind, Kyungsoo-sshi?"

Minseok blinks slowly at the slightly taller boy in front of him, eyes widening as he tilts his head to the side, a small smile playing on his lips; "I'm Minseok! Pleasure to meet you, Kyungsoo!" He pauses for a bit - the other boy's clothes are out of place and Minseok's fingers are itching to help him with it, despite just meeting him -- oh heck, "Here, lemme help!" With that, he steps forward a little, hands moving up to fix the other's collar, folding it over his neck neatly.

      ❝Relax, I'm not going to eat you. The name's Oh Sehun, what's up?❞