[Translation] I Hear You're In Love With Me (Chapters 51 and 52)
Title I Hear You're In Love With Me (Chapters 51 and 52)
Length: Chaptered
Pairing: Kai/Baekhyun, side Sehun/Luhan
Characters: All 12 EXO members
Rating: PG-13
Genre: High School AU, Fluff
Note: This is a translation of a Chinese Kaibaek fanfic titled 听说你暗恋我 by hi_foggyeye. It consists of 100 chapters. This is my first time translating a fic so comments are very welcome! Unbeta-ed for now. Thank you to all who have been following and commenting!
Chapter 51
When Baekhyun and Jongin call Luhan and Sehun separately to invite them to Jongin’s birthday party, they ask the exact same thing: “Will he be there?”
After receiving a positive response, they both fall into an eerie silence, but agree to come since they can’t be absent for Jongin’s party.
Baekhyun thinks he has too many things on his plate.
January is one of the busiest month in the school year with exams scheduled one after the other, but with Jongin’s birthday also coming up, he has already encircled the date on his planner in bright red with five stars around it, lest he forget its significance. Moreover, he’s still very worried about Sehun and Luhan. Even if it’s none of his business, he can’t just sit and do nothing.
Due to being overworked and under a lot of stress, a little pimple pops up on Baekhyun’s usually clean and flawless face, earning ridicule from Chanyeol and Kyungsoo for days.
Of course, Jongin doesn’t laugh at him. Upon seeing the pink pimple on Baekhyun’s cheek, he smiles goofily. When the older boy asks him why he’s smiling like that, he answers: “Baekhyun hyung, even your pimple is cute.”
Baekhyun thinks: Are you this head over heels for me? Have you ever heard anyone describing a pimple as cute?
Yet despite what he’s thinking, Baekhyun feels himself blushing for some reason.
Jongin’s birthday party is set at his house.
Baekhyun has been to Jongin’s house several times. It’s not far from how he has pictured it, especially Jongin’s room. The younger boy has posters of world-class dancers on his walls and simple furniture. Most of the items in his cabinet are black and blue shirts, hoodies and jeans. The coziest spot in his room is definitely the bed. As expected from sleepyhead Kim Jongin, he would make his bed very comfortable. It looks soft and fun to roll around in.
On January 14, Jongin goes to Baekhyun’s classroom after school as usual. But he doesn’t find the older boy there and instead gets escorted out by Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.
“Baekhyun went to the professor’s office. He told us to go with you first to your house to set up. He’ll come as soon as he’s done.”
After finishing his sentence, Kyungsoo feels the change in atmosphere instantly. He can only pretend not to see Jongin being crestfallen and hints at Chanyeol to pick up the pace. If not because Baekhyun asked this favour, who would want to walk with you? You always have your stony face for everyone but Baekhyun!
Taemin, Tao, Moonkyu, Yixing, Yifan, Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Junmyeon and Sehun have all arrived.
Sehun looks like he’s in better spirits, but still slightly somber and low in energy. His expression darkens when he realizes that Luhan hasn’t shown up yet. Only when Yixing and Yifan guarantee that Luhan is coming does the younger boy loosen up a bit.
After twenty torturous minutes and still no sign of Baekhyun and Luhan, both Jongin and Sehun jump up and rush towards the front door when the doorbell finally rings.
Sehun opens the door first with his willowy arm and finds Luhan smiling a little sheepishly. Standing next to the light-haired boy is a delivery guy with a rather huge gift box by his feet.
“Umm, come receive your gift, Jongin.” Luhan points to the gift box and gestures towards the delivery guy who is waiting for his signature. Depressed, Jongin drags his feet over to sign and glances at the sender’s name.
“Xiao Lu hyung, why did you have to go through the courier? You could have just brought it here on your own.” Jongin asks in confusion.
Before Luhan can answer, Sehun pulls him inside impatiently.
Jongin looks at the huge box on the ground, thinking that Luhan is making it really challenging for him. How does Luhan expect him to carry this huge box indoors? Or should he just open the gift here?
He starts to pull on the pink ribbon to unwrap the box. It’s wrapped quite carelessly. Removing the ribbon and the wrapping paper, he takes off the lid of the box.
He peeks inside with slight interest and freezes instantly the next second.
Baekhyun is sitting cross-legged inside the box, bangs falling on his eyes and covering his forehead. Holding a cake in his hands, he’s wearing a woolly white sweater, with two bunny ears on top of his head.
When their eyes meet, a smile finally breaks out in Baekhyun’s slightly weary face.
“Jongin-ah, happy birthday!”
Baekhyun’s expression turns sour after he has said his greeting.
“Where is Luhan hyung? Aish! He should have been gentler in handling the box. I kept losing my balance! The cake almost fell on my lap! If I hadn’t punched so many holes around the box, I would have suffocated already! My legs are so numb now. Why is life so hard?”
Why did he agree to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo’s lame idea to give himself as a gift? He’s even wearing a ridiculous bunny-eared headband too. You are so dumb, Byun Baekhyun.
After his mental rant, he suddenly realizes Jongin still hasn’t spoken a single word. He turns his head towards the gift’s recipient and sees him staring at him with an expression too complex to describe.
“Jongin? Jongin?”
Only then does Jongin finally react. He reaches down to take the cake from Baekhyun’s hands and places it on his doorsteps. After that, he bends down to carry Baekhyun out of the box in his arms.
Baekhyun is stunned when he feels himself being lifted in Jongin’s arms. He only realizes what the dancer has done when his feet are securely on the ground. He looks around and sees passersby gawking at them, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
But then a shadow hangs over him and he finds himself being pulled somewhere freer from curious eyes and into a tight embrace.
Waist bending slightly, Jongin rests his chin on Baekhyun’s shoulder, his lips gently caressing the older boy’s ear.
His warm breaths brushes by Baekhyun’s neck into his ear, tickling him and making him want to pull away his neck like a small animal. But despite that, he has no intention of rejecting Jongin’s hug.
Jongin is hugging him so tightly, arms locked around his waist that Baekhyun feels difficulty to breathe.
Cackles and cheers erupt from somewhere behind them - Yifan’s whistles, Chanyeol’s laughter and Taemin’s applause. Yet Jongin turns a deaf ear to all of them.
He is still stubbornly holding on to Baekhyun in his arms, like he’s embracing his whole world and will never let go.
Chapter 52
To be quite honest, Jongin has no clue what’s been happening in his birthday party so far.
The activities are most probably just blowing candles, eating cake, and playing games, right?
This is because his feelings have been in a state of national emergency the entire night.
Baekhyun is seated next to him on the couch, chatting with Chanyeol and the others. He has already removed his thick white sweater and is now just wearing a plain white t-shirt. The huge gift box he arrived in has been tossed to the other side of the couch, and the cake he brought already in everybody’s satisfied stomachs. Luhan and Sehun are not around, leaving after eating cake and playing a few games.
When someone asks Jongin to play games, he waves his hand, refusing. The only thing he wants to do right now is sit next to Baekhyun and look at him, telling himself that: Do you see? This person, so much more striking than the sun, is actually yours.
Anyone could have stayed all night until morning due to the excitement of the party. Unfortunately, due to Jongin’s blatant glares, even the densest people leave before midnight to avoid death by the dancer’s evil eye.
Said densest people refer to Zhang Yixing and Park Chanyeol.
When Yixing gets forcibly dragged out by Yifan, the last group of party guests has finally left.
Baekhyun, exhausted from the festivities of the night, slumps on the couch. Face flushed, he asks with occasional hand gestures: “Jongin-ah, why did you refuse to play any games? Although you admittedly are the king of games, you still shouldn’t have just watched us play all night.”
His hair really is rather long now, bangs falling on his eyes again. He still hasn’t removed the eye-line Taemin had applied on him earlier as punishment for losing in a game.
With Baekhyun’s mushroom-shaped hair and defined smiling eyes, Jongin finds him especially cute and walks over to envelop him in a hug, sweeping his bangs away, pinching his cheeks, and playing with his fingers.
Too tired, Baekhyun makes little sleepy humming noises, not even resisting Jongin treating him like a toy. He closes his eyes and mumbles: “Jongin-ah, hyung’s tired. I’ll just sleep on your couch for a while, okay?”
After saying that, he curls up into a ball in Jongin’s arms.
The younger boy finds his throat to be very dry. He clears it and says: “Baekhyun hyung… You still have eye make-up on. Don’t sleep yet…”
Baekhyun mutters something incoherently, showing displeasure.
Jongin tries to call the older boy’s name a few more times but no response. He stares at him for a moment, realizing that he’s already asleep, looking like an innocent child.
Ideas start flying around in Jongin’s mind right now, some strange, some sensual, some bordering on raunchy, things that on normal days Jongin can’t even allow himself to think about. Yet in the end, he doesn’t summon up enough courage to do anything.
Jongin carefully carries Baekhyun to his bedroom and rests him gently on the bed. Then he goes to the bathroom to wet a napkin so that he can remove the make-up on Baekhyun’s eyes.
He has never done this before, so he has no technique whatsoever, clumsily wiping the make-up off little by little, afraid that he’ll wake the older boy. After what feels like hours, Jongin finally accomplishes the task. He tears open the packaging of a towel and wipes Baekhyun’s face again.
Actually, he really wants to help Baekhyun change into more comfortable clothes, but he can’t find the guts to do it so he clears that thought from his head.
If someone you love is sleeping in front of you, what will you do?
Jongin suddenly remembers what Sehun asked him a long time ago. At that time, he didn’t have any response to that, only watching the younger boy blankly as he daydreamed. His brain really couldn’t conjure up this hypothetical situation since there was no corresponding image for ‘someone he loves’ yet.
In the end, Sehun rolled his eyes then and went off to ask Taemin and the others instead.
Actually, when someone he loves is really sleeping in front of him, just watching said someone in his sweet and vulnerable slumber is already satisfying enough.
Under the warm glow of his bedroom light, Baekhyun’s face is elegantly resting on Jongin’s white pillow.
Dark messy hair scattered on his forehead and on the pillow, eyes who always look like they have stars hidden in them closed, features so soft and delicate, lips pale and thin yet the corners slightly curved up, like he’s still playing a fun game even in his dreams.
Baekhyun suddenly changes positions, making a cute puppy noise from his nose and rubbing his face on the pillow.
Jongin sits at the bed side watching him in a daze, hands unwittingly adjusting his blanket again and again. He wants so badly to brush his fingers on Baekhyun’s face, but he worries that he’ll disturb the older boy so he withdraws his hand.
It seems that Baekhyun has given him so much that he’s brimming with joy.
He feels that he’s too blessed to the point that he’s a little afraid that one day this happiness will suddenly disappear, like a beautiful dream that you would eventually need to wake up from.
He tightens his hands into fists and slowly lowers himself on Baekhyun’s sleeping form.
As he inches closer and closer, he’s suddenly worried that the loud thumping of his racing heart would rouse Baekhyun from his sleep.
His lips press softly on Baekhyun’s gently fluttering eyes.
Under his thin eyelids, his eyes seem to be moving slightly from time to time, his clearly defined eyelashes tickling Jongin’s mouth. The dancer’s lips quiver along with Baekhyun’s steady breathing. They rest on the older boy’s eyes for a few seconds, and then move slowly downward.
His lips settle on Baekhyun’s, warm and moist, tentatively, hesitantly.
Then he lifts his head abruptly, feeling his heart jumping all over the place. There’s a loud buzzing noise in his eyes, his mind a complete blank. He can’t believe what he has just done.
He pats his face a couple of times, finding it already scorching hot. He jumps and flees to the bathroom.
It’s going to be another sleepless night for Kim Jongin.
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Length: Chaptered
Pairing: Kai/Baekhyun, side Sehun/Luhan
Characters: All 12 EXO members
Rating: PG-13
Genre: High School AU, Fluff
Note: This is a translation of a Chinese Kaibaek fanfic titled 听说你暗恋我 by hi_foggyeye. It consists of 100 chapters. This is my first time translating a fic so comments are very welcome! Unbeta-ed for now. Thank you to all who have been following and commenting!
Chapter 51
When Baekhyun and Jongin call Luhan and Sehun separately to invite them to Jongin’s birthday party, they ask the exact same thing: “Will he be there?”
After receiving a positive response, they both fall into an eerie silence, but agree to come since they can’t be absent for Jongin’s party.
Baekhyun thinks he has too many things on his plate.
January is one of the busiest month in the school year with exams scheduled one after the other, but with Jongin’s birthday also coming up, he has already encircled the date on his planner in bright red with five stars around it, lest he forget its significance. Moreover, he’s still very worried about Sehun and Luhan. Even if it’s none of his business, he can’t just sit and do nothing.
Due to being overworked and under a lot of stress, a little pimple pops up on Baekhyun’s usually clean and flawless face, earning ridicule from Chanyeol and Kyungsoo for days.
Of course, Jongin doesn’t laugh at him. Upon seeing the pink pimple on Baekhyun’s cheek, he smiles goofily. When the older boy asks him why he’s smiling like that, he answers: “Baekhyun hyung, even your pimple is cute.”
Baekhyun thinks: Are you this head over heels for me? Have you ever heard anyone describing a pimple as cute?
Yet despite what he’s thinking, Baekhyun feels himself blushing for some reason.
Jongin’s birthday party is set at his house.
Baekhyun has been to Jongin’s house several times. It’s not far from how he has pictured it, especially Jongin’s room. The younger boy has posters of world-class dancers on his walls and simple furniture. Most of the items in his cabinet are black and blue shirts, hoodies and jeans. The coziest spot in his room is definitely the bed. As expected from sleepyhead Kim Jongin, he would make his bed very comfortable. It looks soft and fun to roll around in.
On January 14, Jongin goes to Baekhyun’s classroom after school as usual. But he doesn’t find the older boy there and instead gets escorted out by Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.
“Baekhyun went to the professor’s office. He told us to go with you first to your house to set up. He’ll come as soon as he’s done.”
After finishing his sentence, Kyungsoo feels the change in atmosphere instantly. He can only pretend not to see Jongin being crestfallen and hints at Chanyeol to pick up the pace. If not because Baekhyun asked this favour, who would want to walk with you? You always have your stony face for everyone but Baekhyun!
Taemin, Tao, Moonkyu, Yixing, Yifan, Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Junmyeon and Sehun have all arrived.
Sehun looks like he’s in better spirits, but still slightly somber and low in energy. His expression darkens when he realizes that Luhan hasn’t shown up yet. Only when Yixing and Yifan guarantee that Luhan is coming does the younger boy loosen up a bit.
After twenty torturous minutes and still no sign of Baekhyun and Luhan, both Jongin and Sehun jump up and rush towards the front door when the doorbell finally rings.
Sehun opens the door first with his willowy arm and finds Luhan smiling a little sheepishly. Standing next to the light-haired boy is a delivery guy with a rather huge gift box by his feet.
“Umm, come receive your gift, Jongin.” Luhan points to the gift box and gestures towards the delivery guy who is waiting for his signature. Depressed, Jongin drags his feet over to sign and glances at the sender’s name.
“Xiao Lu hyung, why did you have to go through the courier? You could have just brought it here on your own.” Jongin asks in confusion.
Before Luhan can answer, Sehun pulls him inside impatiently.
Jongin looks at the huge box on the ground, thinking that Luhan is making it really challenging for him. How does Luhan expect him to carry this huge box indoors? Or should he just open the gift here?
He starts to pull on the pink ribbon to unwrap the box. It’s wrapped quite carelessly. Removing the ribbon and the wrapping paper, he takes off the lid of the box.
He peeks inside with slight interest and freezes instantly the next second.
Baekhyun is sitting cross-legged inside the box, bangs falling on his eyes and covering his forehead. Holding a cake in his hands, he’s wearing a woolly white sweater, with two bunny ears on top of his head.
When their eyes meet, a smile finally breaks out in Baekhyun’s slightly weary face.
“Jongin-ah, happy birthday!”
Baekhyun’s expression turns sour after he has said his greeting.
“Where is Luhan hyung? Aish! He should have been gentler in handling the box. I kept losing my balance! The cake almost fell on my lap! If I hadn’t punched so many holes around the box, I would have suffocated already! My legs are so numb now. Why is life so hard?”
Why did he agree to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo’s lame idea to give himself as a gift? He’s even wearing a ridiculous bunny-eared headband too. You are so dumb, Byun Baekhyun.
After his mental rant, he suddenly realizes Jongin still hasn’t spoken a single word. He turns his head towards the gift’s recipient and sees him staring at him with an expression too complex to describe.
“Jongin? Jongin?”
Only then does Jongin finally react. He reaches down to take the cake from Baekhyun’s hands and places it on his doorsteps. After that, he bends down to carry Baekhyun out of the box in his arms.
Baekhyun is stunned when he feels himself being lifted in Jongin’s arms. He only realizes what the dancer has done when his feet are securely on the ground. He looks around and sees passersby gawking at them, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
But then a shadow hangs over him and he finds himself being pulled somewhere freer from curious eyes and into a tight embrace.
Waist bending slightly, Jongin rests his chin on Baekhyun’s shoulder, his lips gently caressing the older boy’s ear.
His warm breaths brushes by Baekhyun’s neck into his ear, tickling him and making him want to pull away his neck like a small animal. But despite that, he has no intention of rejecting Jongin’s hug.
Jongin is hugging him so tightly, arms locked around his waist that Baekhyun feels difficulty to breathe.
Cackles and cheers erupt from somewhere behind them - Yifan’s whistles, Chanyeol’s laughter and Taemin’s applause. Yet Jongin turns a deaf ear to all of them.
He is still stubbornly holding on to Baekhyun in his arms, like he’s embracing his whole world and will never let go.
Chapter 52
To be quite honest, Jongin has no clue what’s been happening in his birthday party so far.
The activities are most probably just blowing candles, eating cake, and playing games, right?
This is because his feelings have been in a state of national emergency the entire night.
Baekhyun is seated next to him on the couch, chatting with Chanyeol and the others. He has already removed his thick white sweater and is now just wearing a plain white t-shirt. The huge gift box he arrived in has been tossed to the other side of the couch, and the cake he brought already in everybody’s satisfied stomachs. Luhan and Sehun are not around, leaving after eating cake and playing a few games.
When someone asks Jongin to play games, he waves his hand, refusing. The only thing he wants to do right now is sit next to Baekhyun and look at him, telling himself that: Do you see? This person, so much more striking than the sun, is actually yours.
Anyone could have stayed all night until morning due to the excitement of the party. Unfortunately, due to Jongin’s blatant glares, even the densest people leave before midnight to avoid death by the dancer’s evil eye.
Said densest people refer to Zhang Yixing and Park Chanyeol.
When Yixing gets forcibly dragged out by Yifan, the last group of party guests has finally left.
Baekhyun, exhausted from the festivities of the night, slumps on the couch. Face flushed, he asks with occasional hand gestures: “Jongin-ah, why did you refuse to play any games? Although you admittedly are the king of games, you still shouldn’t have just watched us play all night.”
His hair really is rather long now, bangs falling on his eyes again. He still hasn’t removed the eye-line Taemin had applied on him earlier as punishment for losing in a game.
With Baekhyun’s mushroom-shaped hair and defined smiling eyes, Jongin finds him especially cute and walks over to envelop him in a hug, sweeping his bangs away, pinching his cheeks, and playing with his fingers.
Too tired, Baekhyun makes little sleepy humming noises, not even resisting Jongin treating him like a toy. He closes his eyes and mumbles: “Jongin-ah, hyung’s tired. I’ll just sleep on your couch for a while, okay?”
After saying that, he curls up into a ball in Jongin’s arms.
The younger boy finds his throat to be very dry. He clears it and says: “Baekhyun hyung… You still have eye make-up on. Don’t sleep yet…”
Baekhyun mutters something incoherently, showing displeasure.
Jongin tries to call the older boy’s name a few more times but no response. He stares at him for a moment, realizing that he’s already asleep, looking like an innocent child.
Ideas start flying around in Jongin’s mind right now, some strange, some sensual, some bordering on raunchy, things that on normal days Jongin can’t even allow himself to think about. Yet in the end, he doesn’t summon up enough courage to do anything.
Jongin carefully carries Baekhyun to his bedroom and rests him gently on the bed. Then he goes to the bathroom to wet a napkin so that he can remove the make-up on Baekhyun’s eyes.
He has never done this before, so he has no technique whatsoever, clumsily wiping the make-up off little by little, afraid that he’ll wake the older boy. After what feels like hours, Jongin finally accomplishes the task. He tears open the packaging of a towel and wipes Baekhyun’s face again.
Actually, he really wants to help Baekhyun change into more comfortable clothes, but he can’t find the guts to do it so he clears that thought from his head.
If someone you love is sleeping in front of you, what will you do?
Jongin suddenly remembers what Sehun asked him a long time ago. At that time, he didn’t have any response to that, only watching the younger boy blankly as he daydreamed. His brain really couldn’t conjure up this hypothetical situation since there was no corresponding image for ‘someone he loves’ yet.
In the end, Sehun rolled his eyes then and went off to ask Taemin and the others instead.
Actually, when someone he loves is really sleeping in front of him, just watching said someone in his sweet and vulnerable slumber is already satisfying enough.
Under the warm glow of his bedroom light, Baekhyun’s face is elegantly resting on Jongin’s white pillow.
Dark messy hair scattered on his forehead and on the pillow, eyes who always look like they have stars hidden in them closed, features so soft and delicate, lips pale and thin yet the corners slightly curved up, like he’s still playing a fun game even in his dreams.
Baekhyun suddenly changes positions, making a cute puppy noise from his nose and rubbing his face on the pillow.
Jongin sits at the bed side watching him in a daze, hands unwittingly adjusting his blanket again and again. He wants so badly to brush his fingers on Baekhyun’s face, but he worries that he’ll disturb the older boy so he withdraws his hand.
It seems that Baekhyun has given him so much that he’s brimming with joy.
He feels that he’s too blessed to the point that he’s a little afraid that one day this happiness will suddenly disappear, like a beautiful dream that you would eventually need to wake up from.
He tightens his hands into fists and slowly lowers himself on Baekhyun’s sleeping form.
As he inches closer and closer, he’s suddenly worried that the loud thumping of his racing heart would rouse Baekhyun from his sleep.
His lips press softly on Baekhyun’s gently fluttering eyes.
Under his thin eyelids, his eyes seem to be moving slightly from time to time, his clearly defined eyelashes tickling Jongin’s mouth. The dancer’s lips quiver along with Baekhyun’s steady breathing. They rest on the older boy’s eyes for a few seconds, and then move slowly downward.
His lips settle on Baekhyun’s, warm and moist, tentatively, hesitantly.
Then he lifts his head abruptly, feeling his heart jumping all over the place. There’s a loud buzzing noise in his eyes, his mind a complete blank. He can’t believe what he has just done.
He pats his face a couple of times, finding it already scorching hot. He jumps and flees to the bathroom.
It’s going to be another sleepless night for Kim Jongin.
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