[FIC] Chanyeol/Baekhyun - EXO - Temperature (Long Version) - 2/3
Starring: Chanyeol x Baekhyun
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 2/3
Beta: none
Genre: romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
Cerita dibawah ini meminjam karakter dan jati diri personel boyband EXO. I’m not them, I do not own them either, and I don’t have any relationship with them. The story below just from my head and pure fiction. Tidak merusak lingkungan dan dijamin just for fun.
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“You…” Baekhyun sighed, finally speaking, “You said you will join me, so… I was waiting. But…” his voice turned down as he couldn’t manage to finished his sentence. He did wait, for hours, that he didn’t remember exactly when he finally fell asleep. He looked down, clasping his lips together tightly when an unusual sting nestled in his ribcage.
“Baekhyunnie…”
“You could’ve just… well, first, you said it was okay….”
“It is, Baekhyun,”
“…but you sleep outside.” Baekhyun paused, thinking if he should talk or not. He decided to spit it all out though. “You said you could take it, but you sleep shirtless, outside. You said it wasn’t that bad, but your sweat go all Niagara when you’re sleeping. Are you testing your own nerves withstanding me or you’re just simply gave in on me, Chanyeol?”
“Well, I…”
“We could find a better solution.”
“That was the solution, Baekhyun. Nobody took exeption to it.”
“Yeah, nobody but you,” Baekhyun’s voice was barely above a mumble, but Chanyeol heard it clearly.
“Wha- me? How?”
“You left me sleep alone as your silent objection. You just didn’t realize that.”
“Well, I… uh…”
“I don’t like to sleep alone. And you left me just like that, it makes me sad…” suddenly, pulling and pinching his own fingers become a very interesting thing to do for Baekhyun. He couldn’t stop doing that since he started bursting out to Chanyeol.
Chanyeol face is a mixture of agape and regret. “I… I didn’t mean that way, I swear…” even Chanyeol himself didn’t see it as an objection at all, “Baekhyunnie….” Slowly, he placed his chin on Baekhyun shoulder, looked up with the best apologetic face that he had. “The thing is… our room is… it so much hotter in there than the living room. I… I can’t breathe. I didn’t mean to… leave you. Baekhyunnie, please… don’t get angry at me….”
Baekhyun lift his face up and turn his head to the side, meeting Chanyeol’s big, sparkling clear puppy-eyes. His heart meekly fluttered soft when he saw the same distress in those orbs. “I’m not angry. I’m just… sad… and abandoned. You shouldn’t said it was okay when it’s not.”
“No-no-no-no-no-no,” Chanyeol quickly responded, shook his head frantically, “I’m not abandoning you, I would never do that, Baekhyun. I swear. I’m so sorry I made you feel that way.” He literally squeezed Baekhyun’s delicate figure in his arms. “I’m sorry…” he mumbled repeatedly. “But it really is okay, I’m not lying about that. We agreed to make it up to you because we don’t want you to get sick, Baekhyun….”
Then they were engulfed by a deafening silence, Chanyeol could hear the calming rhythm of Baekhyun’s heartbeat as he circled his arms around his shoulders, huddling him up.
“At least… at least I know the reason…” Baekhyun sighed as he thought that he really can not blame anyone in this situation. He can’t fix this himself either.
“Don’t let this bothers you again, please?”
Baekhyun inhale deeply when he averted his eyes from Chanyeol begging expression, “Okay…” he said, gave up. Chanyeol’s smile was so adorably bright it comforts his entire system, made him feel pleasantly ease. He smiled softly, and Chanyeol laughed lightly, gently tapped the tip of his nose with his long index finger. They laugh together.
Seeing his gloomy roommate smiles again made Chanyeol happy. He was glad that now Baekhyun won’t complain about their literally hot sacrifice. He had seen how Baekhyun would all shuddering in his sleep if the room temperature isn’t high enough for him. His palms and feet would get freezing cold he thought that Baekhyun was dying or something. That’s why he, and the rest of the members, never complain if Baekhyun turned the heater to a very high level. And he regretted it mentioning about it in the interview, he should’ve known that it would only makes Baekhyun feels bad.
D.O, being the outsider, forgotten by the two, watched them in silence, half amused half irritated. Amused because he was right when he assumed that Baekhyun was holding back his feeling to Chanyeol and irritated because in fact that it was clear Chanyeol would do anything for him, including to be his boyfriend, Baekhyun still holding back and keeps everything inside.
Although, D.O admitted, they’re already look cute even just by having that innocent skinship, it’s still a waste of quality time for D.O’s taste. And it was a waste of Baekhyun’s feeling too. What was he waiting for? Why won’t he confess? D.O didn’t get it.
D.O was pretty sure that he was forgotten forever until Chanyeol stood from his chair and left the kitchen, leaving Baekhyun alone with him again. Baekhyun looked at him as if he was a peculiar creature or such.
“You’re still here.” He said, matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, too bad we’re out of popcorn. It’s quite a show tho, you deserve my thumbs.”
Baekhyun snorted at D.O’s sarcastic comment, “Very funny, Kyungsoo.”
“Why?” D.O prodded, “Why is it so hard for you?”
“And why are you insist so much?” Baekhyun retorted, “It’s not like what you said is true.”
D.O’s nose twitched, “Not true?” he leaned forward, hands folded on the table surface, “How long you’re gonna lie, Baekhyunnie? I wanna see.”
Baekhyun looked at his friend for a couple of seconds, “I barely said anything.”
“Just how…” D.O mused, “Just… HOW to make you confess…” he planted his gaze on Baekhyun’s face, frowned like he’s a difficult puzzle to solve. Baekhyun rolled his eyes,
“Stop it, you’re being delusional.” But then to Baekhyun’s horror, he saw D.O’s puzzled face slowly turned into a creepiest smile that he ever saw coming from him. And whatever comes with such a smile, would never be a good thing.
“Maybe I should just tell him.” D.O stood up, “You stubborn little denial.”
Baekhyun gasped, “What?! No, Kyungsoo, you wouldn’t dare.”
“Yeah?” D.O sneered, challenging. “This would be a piece of cake, since Chanyeol already made you flipping head over heals.”
“Shh!” Baekhyun hushed in terror, “You’re too loud, shut up!”
“Yeah, you’re too loud even Luhan-hyung could hear you over there in China.” Sehun entered the kitchen, chuckling as he took a seat beside Baekhyun.
“He was talking nonsense.” Baekhyun bit his lower lip, stared up at D.O’s creepy smirk.
“Give it up, Hyung. Just tell him already.”
“Now you too talking nonsense.”
“You see, Hyung… you would never know until you say it. Why wait? He’s already in your reach, anyway.”
“Oh god, Guys, just stop it.”
“Hey Chanyeol, Baekhyun has something to say to you.” Suddenly D.O shouted and Baekhyun felt like his bones were pulled out one by one, his eyes looked up at D.O as big as saucer.
“Hm? What is it?” Chanyeol walked into the kitchen. So D.O wasn’t kidding with what he said.
Three pairs of eyes were staring at Baekhyun who was froze on his spot. He had to say something, before it turns bad.
“You…” he swallowed down his nervousness. “You look good, where’re you going?” he smiled widely, and of course he got a confuse look from Chanyeol.
“Err… I’m not going anywhere, just had shower.” Then his phone rang from inside his pocket and he walked out from the kitchen to answered it.
The kitchen fell quiet while two pairs of eyes eyed Baekhyun peevishly.
“I can’t believe you, Hyung…” Sehun shook his head.
“You’re pathetic.” D.O spat out.
“What do you expect? I don’t even know what do you want me to say.”
“Keep this up, Baekhyun, and someone else will snatch him away from you.”
“Woah, why pissed off all of sudden?” Chanyeol had join them back in that kitchen. “Are you two fighting? Really?” Chanyeol looked amused.
“I don’t understand why he’s so giantly stupid I could eat TV!” D.O huffed in annoyance, “Imma blow up the heater, Baekhyun. You’re dead.” Then he dashed out the kitchen, looked ready to kill.
“What’s with him?” Suho entered the kitchen, “Why’s everyone gathered in here?” he asked again, confusely stared at all of them. Sehun giggled and shrugged.
“Dunno~”
“Is he for real? Is he really gonna blow up the heater?” Chanyeol stated. Suho choked on water that he’s currently drinking.
“WHAT?! Blow up the heater? Hey, Kyungsoo!” Suho left the kitchen. Sehun still giggling when he stood up, also leaving the kitchen.
“I do really hope the heater broken, though~” he mused to nobody as he walked away. Chanyeol stared in confused at the empty space where Sehun’s back had disappear.
“Is it me or everyone is being weird today?” he glanced at Baekhyun. “Even you.” He stated when Baekhyun shrugged.
“Nah, just them. I’m good.”
“Kyungsoo seemed really pissed, what are you guys fighting about?” Chanyeol took a sit in front of Baekhyun, where D.O sat before.
“Nothing, really. He’s just being drama queen.”
“Well… he’s not usually being a drama queen.”
“PMS, maybe.” Chanyeol laughed at Baekhyun’s careless statement.
“I wonder if he really messing the heater up…”
“Maybe I should buy that electric blanket.”
“It’s dangerous, Baekhyun. You know it. It could shocks you dead in your sleep.” Chanyeol shook his head, disagree.
Suho entered the kitchen. “What the heck is wrong with him? Is he possessed or something? God…”
“Did he…” Baekhyun asked, glancing out to the kitchen entrance.
“No, Jongin drag him out on a sudden date.”
“Aww…” a quick response from Chanyeol, “Cute.” He snorted, amused.
“He already had the hammer with him you know, but Jongin react really fast before he did something to the heater.”
Chanyeol eyes widened, “He’s serious…”
“I wonder what you guys are fighting about. Baekhyun, you’re not fighting over Jongin, are you?” Suho asked. Baekhyun blinked in shocked,
“No!” he shrieked, for some reason he took a quick look on Chanyeol in front of him and saw, for a split second, that his roommate’s expression got darkened, but somehow that expression was faded so quickly Baekhyun thought he was halucinating.
“Now that make sense.” Chanyeol said, nodding.
“No, oh my god, why would we?! Why would I? I mean,” he stared desperately at Suho’s doubtful face and Chanyeol’s weirdly-made calm expressions. “Come on, guys. That’s nonsense! Seriously? You guys really think we’re fighting over Jongin? Kim Jongin?”
“Well… he’s not usually in rampage like that…”
“Hyung, he’s just…” Baekhyun tried to explain, scratching his nose, out of words. “He’s just…” he looked up to Chanyeol, and his expression doesn’t seems right, in any way for him. Baekhyun started to panic, for a good reason, he didn’t even know why. “I don’t know.” Baekhyun sighed, finally gave up because he couldn’t tell them, “I don’t know what’s wrong, I don’t know why he’s so angry at me, we’re not fighting over anything. Only heaven knows what’s going on. You go ask him, I’m none the wiser.” He chewed his lower lip and looked away, back to the random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. He had to lie, he couldn’t came up with any better explanation without telling them directly that he has something for Chanyeol.
Suho shrugged, in the end he’s too, gave up digging the ground for some answer. Maybe, he thougt, maybe D.O was pissed on something petty and got overreacted just because he can.
“I hope he forgot about the heater when they come home.” Suho said before he left the kitchen.
“I hope that too.” Baekhyun mumbled under his breathe.
Silence then engulfed the kitchen, Baekhyun could hear the soft buzzing sound of the refrigerator. A minute passed, and suddenly he realized that he wasn’t alone, yet again.
He looked to the front and found Chanyeol’s expressionless stare, somehow it made him nervous. “W-what?” he prodded. Chanyeol shrugged,
“I don’t know that Jongin is one of your type. I thought he was too quiet for your taste.”
“Wh- no! I’ve told you, it has nothing to do with him. Kyungsoo is just being crazy, we’re not fighting over anyone, or anything. Stop making assumption.”
“Okay,” Chanyeol sighed and stood up, “We’ll see.” Then he too, left the kitchen. Now that Baekhyun was all alone, he let out a small frustrated whimper, rubbing his face distressfully.
“Kyungsoo you motherhugger brat…”
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Baekhyun stepped out from bathroom with towel hanging on his head, ruffled his hair some more before he hung his towel on the hanger. He was about to enter his room for changing his plain yesterday white T-shirt when he saw D.O and Sehun in the living room, mumbling to each other. Kai was nowhere in sight, and Chanyeol was out from some groceries with Suho. Sensing his presence, D.O looked up and a smirk was drawn on his curved lips. Sehun turn his head towards him too, smiling widely. Baekhyun could swear that right now, both of them had something bad in minds. But he couldn’t prove anything, so scruched his forehead, he went inside his bedroom and decided to ignored them.
It was a lazy, warm afternoon. After changing his yesterday clothes with a fresh pair of jeans and black T-shirt, Baekhyun laid on his bed with earphones plugged into his ears. A blasting music totally secluded him from surrounding, made him unaware of another presence that joined him sometimes ago. For a good ten minutes, he was still drown in the music from his MP3 player, humming along softly. Then he rolled to his side and that was when he felt his life jumped out from his skin as he found Kai sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at him. He sat up, shocked, squeezed his front T-shirt tightly as he tried to calm his rapid heartbeats.
“You’re shocking me! What are you doing here?” Baekhyun pulled his earphones out from his ears, still holding his chest tightly. Kai smiled,
“Nothing. I’ve just heard an interesting rumor…” he drawled. Baekhyun scruched up his eyebrows,
“Huh? What rumor?”
“You know… I’ve heard that you and Kyungsoo-hyung had a quarrel over me this morning…” Baekhyun’s eyes widened in disbelieve to Kai’s words.
“Oh my god! How many times I should tell you that it’s not true? We’re not quarreling over you, we’re not quarreling about anything. We’re not even quarrel, actually. It was just Kyungsoo being so drama and spat on me.” He blurted out hopelessly.
“You haven’t tell me anything, actually.” Kai shrugged.
“Now you know,”
“You don’t have to lie, Hyung. We can set some trick you know, secretly.” Kai eyed the older boy seductively, and he could see that his hyung is practically shrank in panic.
“Wha-”
“Since when?”
“What do you mean ‘since when’??! It’s not even true!”
“Don’t lie… I like you, too, Hyung. Just keep it to ourselfes, ok?” Kai crawled closer. Because of his position was already in the corner, Baekhyun was literally cornered. All he could do was just shrinking some more to the wall, hoping that the solid surface swallowed him.
“J-Jongin, what are you doing? It’s not true, ok? I don’t have any feelings for you, ok? What you heard was a trolling trash, ok?” but what he said didn’t stopped Kai to reach him,
“Aww, come on, Hyung. Stop lying.” Kai grabbed one of Baekhyun shuddering hand and locked his fingers around the other’s tiny wrist.
“Stop it, Jongin! Please! I’m not lying! Think about Kyungsoo, he loves you. You shouldn’t do this! Let me go!” Baekhyun tried to keep his voice just below hushed, afraid if somebody could hear what happen.
“I love him too, and I like you. Just between you and me, Hyung… it’s all good.” Kai husky voice just scared him more, this misunderstanding just got worsen than he thought. He tried to struggle from Kai’s grip badly, but the younger is much stronger than him, finally got him pinned on his own bed, freaking out like there’s no tomorrow.
“J-Jongin, this is all a misunderstanding! Don’t do this, please, let me go!” but to his nightmare, Kai shook his head and smirked, straddling his waist, tried to knocked him down.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” and the nightmare just turned up to be a horror reality….
( part 1) ( part 3)
( short verison)
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 2/3
Beta: none
Genre: romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
Cerita dibawah ini meminjam karakter dan jati diri personel boyband EXO. I’m not them, I do not own them either, and I don’t have any relationship with them. The story below just from my head and pure fiction. Tidak merusak lingkungan dan dijamin just for fun.
~.~.~.~.~
“You…” Baekhyun sighed, finally speaking, “You said you will join me, so… I was waiting. But…” his voice turned down as he couldn’t manage to finished his sentence. He did wait, for hours, that he didn’t remember exactly when he finally fell asleep. He looked down, clasping his lips together tightly when an unusual sting nestled in his ribcage.
“Baekhyunnie…”
“You could’ve just… well, first, you said it was okay….”
“It is, Baekhyun,”
“…but you sleep outside.” Baekhyun paused, thinking if he should talk or not. He decided to spit it all out though. “You said you could take it, but you sleep shirtless, outside. You said it wasn’t that bad, but your sweat go all Niagara when you’re sleeping. Are you testing your own nerves withstanding me or you’re just simply gave in on me, Chanyeol?”
“Well, I…”
“We could find a better solution.”
“That was the solution, Baekhyun. Nobody took exeption to it.”
“Yeah, nobody but you,” Baekhyun’s voice was barely above a mumble, but Chanyeol heard it clearly.
“Wha- me? How?”
“You left me sleep alone as your silent objection. You just didn’t realize that.”
“Well, I… uh…”
“I don’t like to sleep alone. And you left me just like that, it makes me sad…” suddenly, pulling and pinching his own fingers become a very interesting thing to do for Baekhyun. He couldn’t stop doing that since he started bursting out to Chanyeol.
Chanyeol face is a mixture of agape and regret. “I… I didn’t mean that way, I swear…” even Chanyeol himself didn’t see it as an objection at all, “Baekhyunnie….” Slowly, he placed his chin on Baekhyun shoulder, looked up with the best apologetic face that he had. “The thing is… our room is… it so much hotter in there than the living room. I… I can’t breathe. I didn’t mean to… leave you. Baekhyunnie, please… don’t get angry at me….”
Baekhyun lift his face up and turn his head to the side, meeting Chanyeol’s big, sparkling clear puppy-eyes. His heart meekly fluttered soft when he saw the same distress in those orbs. “I’m not angry. I’m just… sad… and abandoned. You shouldn’t said it was okay when it’s not.”
“No-no-no-no-no-no,” Chanyeol quickly responded, shook his head frantically, “I’m not abandoning you, I would never do that, Baekhyun. I swear. I’m so sorry I made you feel that way.” He literally squeezed Baekhyun’s delicate figure in his arms. “I’m sorry…” he mumbled repeatedly. “But it really is okay, I’m not lying about that. We agreed to make it up to you because we don’t want you to get sick, Baekhyun….”
Then they were engulfed by a deafening silence, Chanyeol could hear the calming rhythm of Baekhyun’s heartbeat as he circled his arms around his shoulders, huddling him up.
“At least… at least I know the reason…” Baekhyun sighed as he thought that he really can not blame anyone in this situation. He can’t fix this himself either.
“Don’t let this bothers you again, please?”
Baekhyun inhale deeply when he averted his eyes from Chanyeol begging expression, “Okay…” he said, gave up. Chanyeol’s smile was so adorably bright it comforts his entire system, made him feel pleasantly ease. He smiled softly, and Chanyeol laughed lightly, gently tapped the tip of his nose with his long index finger. They laugh together.
Seeing his gloomy roommate smiles again made Chanyeol happy. He was glad that now Baekhyun won’t complain about their literally hot sacrifice. He had seen how Baekhyun would all shuddering in his sleep if the room temperature isn’t high enough for him. His palms and feet would get freezing cold he thought that Baekhyun was dying or something. That’s why he, and the rest of the members, never complain if Baekhyun turned the heater to a very high level. And he regretted it mentioning about it in the interview, he should’ve known that it would only makes Baekhyun feels bad.
D.O, being the outsider, forgotten by the two, watched them in silence, half amused half irritated. Amused because he was right when he assumed that Baekhyun was holding back his feeling to Chanyeol and irritated because in fact that it was clear Chanyeol would do anything for him, including to be his boyfriend, Baekhyun still holding back and keeps everything inside.
Although, D.O admitted, they’re already look cute even just by having that innocent skinship, it’s still a waste of quality time for D.O’s taste. And it was a waste of Baekhyun’s feeling too. What was he waiting for? Why won’t he confess? D.O didn’t get it.
D.O was pretty sure that he was forgotten forever until Chanyeol stood from his chair and left the kitchen, leaving Baekhyun alone with him again. Baekhyun looked at him as if he was a peculiar creature or such.
“You’re still here.” He said, matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, too bad we’re out of popcorn. It’s quite a show tho, you deserve my thumbs.”
Baekhyun snorted at D.O’s sarcastic comment, “Very funny, Kyungsoo.”
“Why?” D.O prodded, “Why is it so hard for you?”
“And why are you insist so much?” Baekhyun retorted, “It’s not like what you said is true.”
D.O’s nose twitched, “Not true?” he leaned forward, hands folded on the table surface, “How long you’re gonna lie, Baekhyunnie? I wanna see.”
Baekhyun looked at his friend for a couple of seconds, “I barely said anything.”
“Just how…” D.O mused, “Just… HOW to make you confess…” he planted his gaze on Baekhyun’s face, frowned like he’s a difficult puzzle to solve. Baekhyun rolled his eyes,
“Stop it, you’re being delusional.” But then to Baekhyun’s horror, he saw D.O’s puzzled face slowly turned into a creepiest smile that he ever saw coming from him. And whatever comes with such a smile, would never be a good thing.
“Maybe I should just tell him.” D.O stood up, “You stubborn little denial.”
Baekhyun gasped, “What?! No, Kyungsoo, you wouldn’t dare.”
“Yeah?” D.O sneered, challenging. “This would be a piece of cake, since Chanyeol already made you flipping head over heals.”
“Shh!” Baekhyun hushed in terror, “You’re too loud, shut up!”
“Yeah, you’re too loud even Luhan-hyung could hear you over there in China.” Sehun entered the kitchen, chuckling as he took a seat beside Baekhyun.
“He was talking nonsense.” Baekhyun bit his lower lip, stared up at D.O’s creepy smirk.
“Give it up, Hyung. Just tell him already.”
“Now you too talking nonsense.”
“You see, Hyung… you would never know until you say it. Why wait? He’s already in your reach, anyway.”
“Oh god, Guys, just stop it.”
“Hey Chanyeol, Baekhyun has something to say to you.” Suddenly D.O shouted and Baekhyun felt like his bones were pulled out one by one, his eyes looked up at D.O as big as saucer.
“Hm? What is it?” Chanyeol walked into the kitchen. So D.O wasn’t kidding with what he said.
Three pairs of eyes were staring at Baekhyun who was froze on his spot. He had to say something, before it turns bad.
“You…” he swallowed down his nervousness. “You look good, where’re you going?” he smiled widely, and of course he got a confuse look from Chanyeol.
“Err… I’m not going anywhere, just had shower.” Then his phone rang from inside his pocket and he walked out from the kitchen to answered it.
The kitchen fell quiet while two pairs of eyes eyed Baekhyun peevishly.
“I can’t believe you, Hyung…” Sehun shook his head.
“You’re pathetic.” D.O spat out.
“What do you expect? I don’t even know what do you want me to say.”
“Keep this up, Baekhyun, and someone else will snatch him away from you.”
“Woah, why pissed off all of sudden?” Chanyeol had join them back in that kitchen. “Are you two fighting? Really?” Chanyeol looked amused.
“I don’t understand why he’s so giantly stupid I could eat TV!” D.O huffed in annoyance, “Imma blow up the heater, Baekhyun. You’re dead.” Then he dashed out the kitchen, looked ready to kill.
“What’s with him?” Suho entered the kitchen, “Why’s everyone gathered in here?” he asked again, confusely stared at all of them. Sehun giggled and shrugged.
“Dunno~”
“Is he for real? Is he really gonna blow up the heater?” Chanyeol stated. Suho choked on water that he’s currently drinking.
“WHAT?! Blow up the heater? Hey, Kyungsoo!” Suho left the kitchen. Sehun still giggling when he stood up, also leaving the kitchen.
“I do really hope the heater broken, though~” he mused to nobody as he walked away. Chanyeol stared in confused at the empty space where Sehun’s back had disappear.
“Is it me or everyone is being weird today?” he glanced at Baekhyun. “Even you.” He stated when Baekhyun shrugged.
“Nah, just them. I’m good.”
“Kyungsoo seemed really pissed, what are you guys fighting about?” Chanyeol took a sit in front of Baekhyun, where D.O sat before.
“Nothing, really. He’s just being drama queen.”
“Well… he’s not usually being a drama queen.”
“PMS, maybe.” Chanyeol laughed at Baekhyun’s careless statement.
“I wonder if he really messing the heater up…”
“Maybe I should buy that electric blanket.”
“It’s dangerous, Baekhyun. You know it. It could shocks you dead in your sleep.” Chanyeol shook his head, disagree.
Suho entered the kitchen. “What the heck is wrong with him? Is he possessed or something? God…”
“Did he…” Baekhyun asked, glancing out to the kitchen entrance.
“No, Jongin drag him out on a sudden date.”
“Aww…” a quick response from Chanyeol, “Cute.” He snorted, amused.
“He already had the hammer with him you know, but Jongin react really fast before he did something to the heater.”
Chanyeol eyes widened, “He’s serious…”
“I wonder what you guys are fighting about. Baekhyun, you’re not fighting over Jongin, are you?” Suho asked. Baekhyun blinked in shocked,
“No!” he shrieked, for some reason he took a quick look on Chanyeol in front of him and saw, for a split second, that his roommate’s expression got darkened, but somehow that expression was faded so quickly Baekhyun thought he was halucinating.
“Now that make sense.” Chanyeol said, nodding.
“No, oh my god, why would we?! Why would I? I mean,” he stared desperately at Suho’s doubtful face and Chanyeol’s weirdly-made calm expressions. “Come on, guys. That’s nonsense! Seriously? You guys really think we’re fighting over Jongin? Kim Jongin?”
“Well… he’s not usually in rampage like that…”
“Hyung, he’s just…” Baekhyun tried to explain, scratching his nose, out of words. “He’s just…” he looked up to Chanyeol, and his expression doesn’t seems right, in any way for him. Baekhyun started to panic, for a good reason, he didn’t even know why. “I don’t know.” Baekhyun sighed, finally gave up because he couldn’t tell them, “I don’t know what’s wrong, I don’t know why he’s so angry at me, we’re not fighting over anything. Only heaven knows what’s going on. You go ask him, I’m none the wiser.” He chewed his lower lip and looked away, back to the random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. He had to lie, he couldn’t came up with any better explanation without telling them directly that he has something for Chanyeol.
Suho shrugged, in the end he’s too, gave up digging the ground for some answer. Maybe, he thougt, maybe D.O was pissed on something petty and got overreacted just because he can.
“I hope he forgot about the heater when they come home.” Suho said before he left the kitchen.
“I hope that too.” Baekhyun mumbled under his breathe.
Silence then engulfed the kitchen, Baekhyun could hear the soft buzzing sound of the refrigerator. A minute passed, and suddenly he realized that he wasn’t alone, yet again.
He looked to the front and found Chanyeol’s expressionless stare, somehow it made him nervous. “W-what?” he prodded. Chanyeol shrugged,
“I don’t know that Jongin is one of your type. I thought he was too quiet for your taste.”
“Wh- no! I’ve told you, it has nothing to do with him. Kyungsoo is just being crazy, we’re not fighting over anyone, or anything. Stop making assumption.”
“Okay,” Chanyeol sighed and stood up, “We’ll see.” Then he too, left the kitchen. Now that Baekhyun was all alone, he let out a small frustrated whimper, rubbing his face distressfully.
“Kyungsoo you motherhugger brat…”
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Baekhyun stepped out from bathroom with towel hanging on his head, ruffled his hair some more before he hung his towel on the hanger. He was about to enter his room for changing his plain yesterday white T-shirt when he saw D.O and Sehun in the living room, mumbling to each other. Kai was nowhere in sight, and Chanyeol was out from some groceries with Suho. Sensing his presence, D.O looked up and a smirk was drawn on his curved lips. Sehun turn his head towards him too, smiling widely. Baekhyun could swear that right now, both of them had something bad in minds. But he couldn’t prove anything, so scruched his forehead, he went inside his bedroom and decided to ignored them.
It was a lazy, warm afternoon. After changing his yesterday clothes with a fresh pair of jeans and black T-shirt, Baekhyun laid on his bed with earphones plugged into his ears. A blasting music totally secluded him from surrounding, made him unaware of another presence that joined him sometimes ago. For a good ten minutes, he was still drown in the music from his MP3 player, humming along softly. Then he rolled to his side and that was when he felt his life jumped out from his skin as he found Kai sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at him. He sat up, shocked, squeezed his front T-shirt tightly as he tried to calm his rapid heartbeats.
“You’re shocking me! What are you doing here?” Baekhyun pulled his earphones out from his ears, still holding his chest tightly. Kai smiled,
“Nothing. I’ve just heard an interesting rumor…” he drawled. Baekhyun scruched up his eyebrows,
“Huh? What rumor?”
“You know… I’ve heard that you and Kyungsoo-hyung had a quarrel over me this morning…” Baekhyun’s eyes widened in disbelieve to Kai’s words.
“Oh my god! How many times I should tell you that it’s not true? We’re not quarreling over you, we’re not quarreling about anything. We’re not even quarrel, actually. It was just Kyungsoo being so drama and spat on me.” He blurted out hopelessly.
“You haven’t tell me anything, actually.” Kai shrugged.
“Now you know,”
“You don’t have to lie, Hyung. We can set some trick you know, secretly.” Kai eyed the older boy seductively, and he could see that his hyung is practically shrank in panic.
“Wha-”
“Since when?”
“What do you mean ‘since when’??! It’s not even true!”
“Don’t lie… I like you, too, Hyung. Just keep it to ourselfes, ok?” Kai crawled closer. Because of his position was already in the corner, Baekhyun was literally cornered. All he could do was just shrinking some more to the wall, hoping that the solid surface swallowed him.
“J-Jongin, what are you doing? It’s not true, ok? I don’t have any feelings for you, ok? What you heard was a trolling trash, ok?” but what he said didn’t stopped Kai to reach him,
“Aww, come on, Hyung. Stop lying.” Kai grabbed one of Baekhyun shuddering hand and locked his fingers around the other’s tiny wrist.
“Stop it, Jongin! Please! I’m not lying! Think about Kyungsoo, he loves you. You shouldn’t do this! Let me go!” Baekhyun tried to keep his voice just below hushed, afraid if somebody could hear what happen.
“I love him too, and I like you. Just between you and me, Hyung… it’s all good.” Kai husky voice just scared him more, this misunderstanding just got worsen than he thought. He tried to struggle from Kai’s grip badly, but the younger is much stronger than him, finally got him pinned on his own bed, freaking out like there’s no tomorrow.
“J-Jongin, this is all a misunderstanding! Don’t do this, please, let me go!” but to his nightmare, Kai shook his head and smirked, straddling his waist, tried to knocked him down.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” and the nightmare just turned up to be a horror reality….
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