Call It Magic (When I'm With You) 1/6
Pairings: Baekhyun/Chanyeol ★ Baekhyun/Kris
Ninja!Luhan/Sehun ★ Past!Chanyeol/Kyungsoo
Rating: PG-13 ( This Chapter)
Warnings: None this Chapter. Overall- Infidelity, Unprotected Sex
Disclaimer: I do not own Exo. But a girl can dream. Title from Coldplay's Magic ★ Plot is from a movie called The List
Summary: Chanyeol makes a list of qualities his future spouse should have. Baekhyun fits perfectly.... Well, almost...
★ ★ ★
Today is gonna be the best day of his life; Chanyeol can feel it in his bones. It's his one year anniversary with Kyungsoo, and he has the best surprise/gift he thinks Kyungsoo could ask for.
He has everything planned out, from where they'll have dinner, to the words he'll say when giving Kyungsoo his present. He even has champagne on ice waiting at his apartment so they can continue the celebration once they make it home. Kyungsoo hasn't moved in yet, but Chanyeol knows that after tonight, he won't have to worry about that. There's also newly empty space in his closet and dresser, grunt work courtesy of Oh Sehun.
He asks his boyfriend to meet him at Moonlight Square. It's one of Chanyeol's favorite places because he thinks the Han River and Banpo Bridge are amazingly beautiful at night. And he is pretty sure Kyungsoo thinks the same, since he regularly accompanies him to the site. He asks Sehun to join as well, but at a resonable distance. He wants the whole thing recorded, and who better to ask to do it- more like force to do it- than his little cousin. Chanyeol is pretty sure Sehun owes him anyway. He got him a job at the company after all. (It doesn't matter that their dads are brothers, and that Sehun has a MA in advertising and would have been hired anyway).
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It's 7 p.m. when they make it to Moonlight Square. Kyungsoo is looking particularly ravishing in a dark suit, his newly dyed hair, a dark red, like the color of wine, swept back off of his forehead. Chanyeol can't keep his eyes off of him. Kyungsoo seems to feel it because he looks up at Chanyeol, a smirk on his lips, and innocently asks, "why are you staring at me, Chanyeol?"
Chanyeol stutters, looking around for Sehun. He figures now is a good a time as any to do this. Once he spots his little cousin, he smiles, and Sehun gives him a thumbs up.
"Is that Sehun?? Kyungsoo asks incredulously, squinting trying to see in the dark. His eyesight was never that good. "I don't think so. He is working late as far as I know," Chanyeol lies. Kyungsoo believes him.
Once they find a particularly quiet spot, Moonlight Square is pretty crowded tonight, Sehun trailing close behind, but making sure he isn't caught, Chanyeol starts his speech.
"Kyungsoo, baby." Kyungsoo faces Chanyeol, eyes wide staring into his. "Yes Chanyeol," he answers. He kind of knows what's coming. Chanyeol has always been kind of a romantic. So he schools his features so that when Chanyeol starts his sappy speech, he can look overwhelmed. It's not that he doesn't appreciate the things Chanyeol does for him, but sometimes his boyfriend can be a bit cheesey.
"Um, we've been together a year now," Kyungsoo smiles. "And honestly, it has been one of the best years of my life." Kyungsoo touches Chanyeol's cheek, smile never leaving his lips. "I'm glad," he says to the taller male.
"Right, well, anyway," Chanyeol continues, "I mean, you'e smart, you're funny, and you're gorgeous. I really am lucky to be with you."
And this is exactly what Kyungsoo had been expecting, Chanyeol to say a bunch of sweet words about how amazing Kyungsoo is and how much he loves him. But what he hadn't been expecting, was for Chanyeol to get down on one knee. "I really wanna keep doing this.... with you". Kyungsoo has always had big eyes, but right now, Chanyeol is wondering if something is wrong with him, if they're about to pop out of his head. But Kyungsoo is still breathing, so he keeps going, repeating "I want to keep doing this with you," before asking "Will you marry me Do Kyungsoo?"
Kyungsoo is silent for a few seconds, staring at Chanyeol as if he's grown another head. "Marry you?" he asks incredulously. "Yes," Chanyeol answers with a smile brighter than the lights shinning on the Han River. He isn't worried because Kyungsoo will most definitely say-
"NO!"
"W-what? No?" Chanyeol sputters.
"Yes-" and before he can say anything else, Chanyeol is hopping to his feet. "Oh thank god, I thought you were rejecting me," he says.
"I AM rejecting you Chanyeol," he deadpans. "We can't get married, it would never work!"
"Never work??!! We've been together a year-"
"Yea, and I can't-" Kyungsoo stops, closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath before continuing. "Chanyeol, I don't know why you stayed with me. And I really don't know why I stayed either. We really have nothing in common. You like Radiohead for God's sake."
"We met at a Radiohead concert Soo. What the hell?!"
"The only reason I was at that concert was because I lost a stupid bet! Why can't you like real music? Or movies for that matter? All that black and white artsy shit, and those B rated horror movies. Chanyeol Please." Chanyeol sputters at a loss for what to say. So Kyungsoo continues. "Look I'm sorry, but haven't you ever wondered why I never said I loved you back?
"It's because you show me. You don't have to say it," Chanyeol answers dejectedly.
"No, it's because I don't Chanyeol. You're sweet, and you can be fun to be with-. most of the time anyways. And really, I've always but been satisfied." He stops talking long enough to take a peek at Chanyeol's private area. "I mean, Yeollie," that's what Kyungsoo called it, "he's great."
And it's then that Chanyeol realizes, Do Kyungsoo has never spoken with as much fondness in his voice about him, as he just did about Chanyeol's dick. He covers up out of instinct, somehow suddenly feeling embarrassed. "I can't marry you. It isn't fair to either of us," the smaller male says. He reaches up and touches Chanyeol's cheek, "I'm sorry, Chanyeol," before placing the silver band back into the taller's hand and walking away.
Chanyeol stands there sort of clueless, but mostly shocked by what just happened. He was comepletely caught off gaurd. He is snapped back to reality by Sehun throwing his arm around his shoulder. "Well then," he says, "I got it all on tape so next time you'll know what NOT to do." he laughs. But Chanyeol looks like he's about to cry. "I'm sorry man," Sehun says. "I'll cancel that reservation, we can go back to my place and have pizza and beer?" Chanyeol shakes his head. "Nah, I think I wanna be alone." He looks to Sehun, taking the digital camera from his grasp. "Thanks anyway."
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Chanyeol sits at home for the rest of the weekend. He doesn't answer many phone calls- just Sehun's and people from work. He keeps repeating what Kyungsoo said to him (we have nothing in common), and he just can't understand any of it. He and Sehun are cousins and they have absolutely nothing in common, yet they're best friends. So really, what does commonality have to do with anything?
Kyungsoo didn't have much at his place, just enough to fit in a small box. But they were important to the redhead all the same. Chanyeol left it down at the reception desk so they wouldn't have to see each other. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that yea, he and Kyungsoo didn't really have much in common. He never had much to say about the movies they watched. He seemed more interested in people watching than seeing the beautiful site down at the Han River. Chanyeol comes to the conclusion that, rather than liking all these things, Kyungsoo just never told him no. But Chanyeol really did care about the smaller male. He guesses that losing a friend, things in common or not, is the worst part about the situation.
He decides then and there, that the next person he dates should have all the qualities he's ever wanted in a partner. So he makes a list. The future Mr. Park has to:
1. Have a great personality
2. Like awesome music
3. Like foreign movies
4. Be honest with me ALWAYS
5. Love me
He's fairly satisfied with the list. These things can't be that hard to find in a guy.
By Monday morning he still isn't sure how he is supposed to feel. But he has a job to do. A broken heart doesn't change that.
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Six Months Later
Chanyeol is on his way to his office, packed hip to shoulder in an elevator with people that include Oh Sehun. Today is what some of the departments have dubbed Casual Friday. Some of the empolyees, those with the balls, usually come in wearing jeans. The really daring ones go all out, throwing in a printed tee with them. Sehun is one of them, Chanyeol is not.
They stop at the fourth floor where thd majority of the people get off, and another male, whom Chanyeol thinks he might have seen before, but isn't too sure, gets on carrying file folders and a cup of coffee. He is gorgeous, Chanyeol thinks, and the perfect size to fit into Chanyeol's arms, sort of like Kyungsoo. Shaking the thought away immediately, because really, it's been six months, he focuses again on the short brunette. He is wearing fitted jeans with a pair of worn out converse. But what really catches Chanyeol's eye is the vintage style Coldplay t-shirt the smaller male is wearing. They're no Radiohead, but this could work.
After he steps in and presses the button for the twelfth floor, he turns around to face the front. Sehun rolls his eyes, because he can see the look on Chanyeol's face, and he really doesn't want to witness his cousin's lame attempt at flirting. Chanyeol watches the male's face in the reflection of the elevator doors before taking a breath and stepping forward a bit. He lets out a confident "hi," but the smaller males continues looking forward, as if he hadn't heard anything. Sehun snickers a little. Chanyeol bumps his shoulder, and the younger schools his features into a straight face.
"Um, excuse me," Chanyeol places a hand on the stranger's shoulder in an attempt to let him know, yes, I'm talking to you, "that's a really nice shirt. Coldplay is a great band." The smaller male turns to look at him and manages an exasperated thanks before turning back to mind his own business. There is still another guy on the elevator, and he looks pretty uncomfortable right now. But Chanyeol doesn't care. He can be pretty determined when it comes to something he wants. Sehun doesn't always think it's a good thing, but what does he know.
"I assume you like local music as well?" Chanyeol continues, "There's a great band playing tonight, Joan Red-"
"No thanks," the smaller says without letting him finish his sentence, or even sparing the taller male a glance. Sehun snickers, raising his hand in an attempt to hide his smile. Chanyeol is glaring at him, so he stops. "Attitude" he whispers to Chanyeol, but Baekhyun misunderstands, turning to glare at the offending male, and it actually sends shivers down Sehun's spine.
As he raises his hands in mock surrender, the elevator stops at the ninth floor. It isn't their stop, but Sehun gets off anyway, along with the uncomfortable male.
When he doesn't hear Chanyeol walking behind him, he turns and asks, "are you coming?" Chanyeol waves his hands dismissively. "Can't you see I'm busy?" He asks through gritted teeth, earning a look from the brunette. Sehun rolls his eyes and walks away.
As the doors close, Chanyeol sits down his briefcase, and holds out his hand. "I'm sorry about that," he says, "he can be rude." Baekhyun eyes the hand as if he is actually offended that Chanyeol is offering. He sighs before asking, "You're Chanyeol, right?"
Chanyeol's face lights up. This will be easier than he first thought, "Yea. Park Chanyeol," he smiles. "And you are?"
The smaller male hums in affirmation Before answering, "Baekhyun." After a few seconds of silence, he goes on to say, "I've seen you around."
"Oh, you have?" Chanyeol asks. Of course you have, he thinks, I'm Park Chanyeol.
"Yea, I have. Sometimes at the paper stand, sometimes the elevator. We've had meetings together too."
"Oh," is all Chanyeol can say.
"Yea. I've also smiled at you, and I've even said hello a couple of times," Baekhyun says with a smile too sweet to be fake, right?
WRONG! It's totally fake and Chanyeol feels gutted because Baekhyun is quick with his rejection. "You, Park Chanyeol, haven't so much as nodded in my direction. So thanks, but I'll pass."
Just then, the elevator dings for his stop. As the doors open, he tries to walk away, but Chanyeol grabs hold of Baekhyun's wrist. "Hey, wait a minute-" but before he can finish, Baekhyun jerks away.
Favor must not be on his side, because he spills his coffee, which is still pretty damn hot by the way, all over his shirt.
"Shit!" Chanyeol steps back, a look of horror on his face, as Baekhyun stands, dumbfounded. When the taller male finally reacts- to do what, he doesn't know, Baekhyun stops him with a furious "don't!" before stomping out of the elevator.
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"So how'd it go Romeo?" Chanyeol plops down in his office chair. He isn't even surprised that Sehun made it there before him. He runs his hands through his hair before settling his face into them. "I-illed-off-ee-on-is-irt."
Sehun eyes his cousin warily. "What the hell did you just say?"
"I said, I spilled coffee all over his shirt," Chanyeol breathes out. This time, Sehun out right cackles.
"Geez hyung, he was cute. But enough to make you lose function of your limbs?" Chanyeol would throw something at his younger cousin if he had anything near by. He settles for a half-hearted "shut up," before banging his head on his desk. How the hell is he going to fix this?
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A week later, after much stalking (not stalking, it is perfectly normal for him to check up on employees in his father's company), he figures out what Baekhyun does at the company, how long he has been there, and how he might be able to fix the-incident-which-we-don't-speak-of, which is what Sehun, that brat, calls it around their friends. Which makes no sense seeing as how he brings it up every chance he gets to embarrass his hyung.
That's why Chanyeol is standing outside of the twelfth floor elevator at exactly 8:45am waiting for the brunette, who had to be there at 9, to step off. Chanyeol thought it would be kind of weird to show up at his work station, because yea, he knew exactly where that was located too, and no it's still not stalking!
At 8:47, Baekhyun steps off the elevator, and immediately takes a step back, surprised to see Chanyeol, and shielding his coffee.
"What are you doing here?!" he hisses.
"I, uh, I came to apologize."
Baekhyun scoffs, because apologies won't bring back his favorite Coldplay shirt. His bottom lip wobbles at the memory before he takes in a deep breath and says to the taller "Just leave me alone."
"No, no, no! Wait, please!" Chanyeol steps in front of the small brunette to keep him from walking away.
"Haven't you learned a lesson?" Baekhyun asks. "You, and those god awful gangly limbs of yours, plus me, and coffee, don't mix. Now move." He steps around Chanyeol, who takes another step back. Baekhyun sighs. "What do you want with me?"
"I really, just want to apologize. It was a mistake, honestly." Chanyeol says
Baekhyun narrows his eyes at the tall male, who he has to admit is insanely attractive. But no matter, because his favorite Coldplay shirt is ruined. "That was my favorite shirt ya know. And I had to wear that coffee all day!"
"I assumed, and I'm sorry. Please just let me make it up to you," Chanyeol says. "Look! I even got you a gift."
Baekhyun's eyes soften as Chanyeol pulls out a spill proof coffee cup. Baekhyun isn't sure if the warm feeling in his chest is because of the fact that Chanyeol bought it for him, and that he finds such a small gesture so sweet, or because of the smile the taller is wearing while trying to hand it over to him.
But once Chanyeol pulls out a vintage style Coldplay t-shirt, not anything like the one he had, but super cool none the less, Baekhyun knows he's in trouble.
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A/N: Hey Hey!! Crossposted from my AFF
Please comment, and let me know what you think so far. :)
BTW Joan Red is a real band, well a local band anyways, from where I used to live. Check them out if you want!
Sorry for any typos!
((Next Chapter))
Ninja!Luhan/Sehun ★ Past!Chanyeol/Kyungsoo
Rating: PG-13 ( This Chapter)
Warnings: None this Chapter. Overall- Infidelity, Unprotected Sex
Disclaimer: I do not own Exo. But a girl can dream. Title from Coldplay's Magic ★ Plot is from a movie called The List
Summary: Chanyeol makes a list of qualities his future spouse should have. Baekhyun fits perfectly.... Well, almost...
★ ★ ★
Today is gonna be the best day of his life; Chanyeol can feel it in his bones. It's his one year anniversary with Kyungsoo, and he has the best surprise/gift he thinks Kyungsoo could ask for.
He has everything planned out, from where they'll have dinner, to the words he'll say when giving Kyungsoo his present. He even has champagne on ice waiting at his apartment so they can continue the celebration once they make it home. Kyungsoo hasn't moved in yet, but Chanyeol knows that after tonight, he won't have to worry about that. There's also newly empty space in his closet and dresser, grunt work courtesy of Oh Sehun.
He asks his boyfriend to meet him at Moonlight Square. It's one of Chanyeol's favorite places because he thinks the Han River and Banpo Bridge are amazingly beautiful at night. And he is pretty sure Kyungsoo thinks the same, since he regularly accompanies him to the site. He asks Sehun to join as well, but at a resonable distance. He wants the whole thing recorded, and who better to ask to do it- more like force to do it- than his little cousin. Chanyeol is pretty sure Sehun owes him anyway. He got him a job at the company after all. (It doesn't matter that their dads are brothers, and that Sehun has a MA in advertising and would have been hired anyway).
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It's 7 p.m. when they make it to Moonlight Square. Kyungsoo is looking particularly ravishing in a dark suit, his newly dyed hair, a dark red, like the color of wine, swept back off of his forehead. Chanyeol can't keep his eyes off of him. Kyungsoo seems to feel it because he looks up at Chanyeol, a smirk on his lips, and innocently asks, "why are you staring at me, Chanyeol?"
Chanyeol stutters, looking around for Sehun. He figures now is a good a time as any to do this. Once he spots his little cousin, he smiles, and Sehun gives him a thumbs up.
"Is that Sehun?? Kyungsoo asks incredulously, squinting trying to see in the dark. His eyesight was never that good. "I don't think so. He is working late as far as I know," Chanyeol lies. Kyungsoo believes him.
Once they find a particularly quiet spot, Moonlight Square is pretty crowded tonight, Sehun trailing close behind, but making sure he isn't caught, Chanyeol starts his speech.
"Kyungsoo, baby." Kyungsoo faces Chanyeol, eyes wide staring into his. "Yes Chanyeol," he answers. He kind of knows what's coming. Chanyeol has always been kind of a romantic. So he schools his features so that when Chanyeol starts his sappy speech, he can look overwhelmed. It's not that he doesn't appreciate the things Chanyeol does for him, but sometimes his boyfriend can be a bit cheesey.
"Um, we've been together a year now," Kyungsoo smiles. "And honestly, it has been one of the best years of my life." Kyungsoo touches Chanyeol's cheek, smile never leaving his lips. "I'm glad," he says to the taller male.
"Right, well, anyway," Chanyeol continues, "I mean, you'e smart, you're funny, and you're gorgeous. I really am lucky to be with you."
And this is exactly what Kyungsoo had been expecting, Chanyeol to say a bunch of sweet words about how amazing Kyungsoo is and how much he loves him. But what he hadn't been expecting, was for Chanyeol to get down on one knee. "I really wanna keep doing this.... with you". Kyungsoo has always had big eyes, but right now, Chanyeol is wondering if something is wrong with him, if they're about to pop out of his head. But Kyungsoo is still breathing, so he keeps going, repeating "I want to keep doing this with you," before asking "Will you marry me Do Kyungsoo?"
Kyungsoo is silent for a few seconds, staring at Chanyeol as if he's grown another head. "Marry you?" he asks incredulously. "Yes," Chanyeol answers with a smile brighter than the lights shinning on the Han River. He isn't worried because Kyungsoo will most definitely say-
"NO!"
"W-what? No?" Chanyeol sputters.
"Yes-" and before he can say anything else, Chanyeol is hopping to his feet. "Oh thank god, I thought you were rejecting me," he says.
"I AM rejecting you Chanyeol," he deadpans. "We can't get married, it would never work!"
"Never work??!! We've been together a year-"
"Yea, and I can't-" Kyungsoo stops, closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath before continuing. "Chanyeol, I don't know why you stayed with me. And I really don't know why I stayed either. We really have nothing in common. You like Radiohead for God's sake."
"We met at a Radiohead concert Soo. What the hell?!"
"The only reason I was at that concert was because I lost a stupid bet! Why can't you like real music? Or movies for that matter? All that black and white artsy shit, and those B rated horror movies. Chanyeol Please." Chanyeol sputters at a loss for what to say. So Kyungsoo continues. "Look I'm sorry, but haven't you ever wondered why I never said I loved you back?
"It's because you show me. You don't have to say it," Chanyeol answers dejectedly.
"No, it's because I don't Chanyeol. You're sweet, and you can be fun to be with-. most of the time anyways. And really, I've always but been satisfied." He stops talking long enough to take a peek at Chanyeol's private area. "I mean, Yeollie," that's what Kyungsoo called it, "he's great."
And it's then that Chanyeol realizes, Do Kyungsoo has never spoken with as much fondness in his voice about him, as he just did about Chanyeol's dick. He covers up out of instinct, somehow suddenly feeling embarrassed. "I can't marry you. It isn't fair to either of us," the smaller male says. He reaches up and touches Chanyeol's cheek, "I'm sorry, Chanyeol," before placing the silver band back into the taller's hand and walking away.
Chanyeol stands there sort of clueless, but mostly shocked by what just happened. He was comepletely caught off gaurd. He is snapped back to reality by Sehun throwing his arm around his shoulder. "Well then," he says, "I got it all on tape so next time you'll know what NOT to do." he laughs. But Chanyeol looks like he's about to cry. "I'm sorry man," Sehun says. "I'll cancel that reservation, we can go back to my place and have pizza and beer?" Chanyeol shakes his head. "Nah, I think I wanna be alone." He looks to Sehun, taking the digital camera from his grasp. "Thanks anyway."
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Chanyeol sits at home for the rest of the weekend. He doesn't answer many phone calls- just Sehun's and people from work. He keeps repeating what Kyungsoo said to him (we have nothing in common), and he just can't understand any of it. He and Sehun are cousins and they have absolutely nothing in common, yet they're best friends. So really, what does commonality have to do with anything?
Kyungsoo didn't have much at his place, just enough to fit in a small box. But they were important to the redhead all the same. Chanyeol left it down at the reception desk so they wouldn't have to see each other. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that yea, he and Kyungsoo didn't really have much in common. He never had much to say about the movies they watched. He seemed more interested in people watching than seeing the beautiful site down at the Han River. Chanyeol comes to the conclusion that, rather than liking all these things, Kyungsoo just never told him no. But Chanyeol really did care about the smaller male. He guesses that losing a friend, things in common or not, is the worst part about the situation.
He decides then and there, that the next person he dates should have all the qualities he's ever wanted in a partner. So he makes a list. The future Mr. Park has to:
1. Have a great personality
2. Like awesome music
3. Like foreign movies
4. Be honest with me ALWAYS
5. Love me
He's fairly satisfied with the list. These things can't be that hard to find in a guy.
By Monday morning he still isn't sure how he is supposed to feel. But he has a job to do. A broken heart doesn't change that.
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Six Months Later
Chanyeol is on his way to his office, packed hip to shoulder in an elevator with people that include Oh Sehun. Today is what some of the departments have dubbed Casual Friday. Some of the empolyees, those with the balls, usually come in wearing jeans. The really daring ones go all out, throwing in a printed tee with them. Sehun is one of them, Chanyeol is not.
They stop at the fourth floor where thd majority of the people get off, and another male, whom Chanyeol thinks he might have seen before, but isn't too sure, gets on carrying file folders and a cup of coffee. He is gorgeous, Chanyeol thinks, and the perfect size to fit into Chanyeol's arms, sort of like Kyungsoo. Shaking the thought away immediately, because really, it's been six months, he focuses again on the short brunette. He is wearing fitted jeans with a pair of worn out converse. But what really catches Chanyeol's eye is the vintage style Coldplay t-shirt the smaller male is wearing. They're no Radiohead, but this could work.
After he steps in and presses the button for the twelfth floor, he turns around to face the front. Sehun rolls his eyes, because he can see the look on Chanyeol's face, and he really doesn't want to witness his cousin's lame attempt at flirting. Chanyeol watches the male's face in the reflection of the elevator doors before taking a breath and stepping forward a bit. He lets out a confident "hi," but the smaller males continues looking forward, as if he hadn't heard anything. Sehun snickers a little. Chanyeol bumps his shoulder, and the younger schools his features into a straight face.
"Um, excuse me," Chanyeol places a hand on the stranger's shoulder in an attempt to let him know, yes, I'm talking to you, "that's a really nice shirt. Coldplay is a great band." The smaller male turns to look at him and manages an exasperated thanks before turning back to mind his own business. There is still another guy on the elevator, and he looks pretty uncomfortable right now. But Chanyeol doesn't care. He can be pretty determined when it comes to something he wants. Sehun doesn't always think it's a good thing, but what does he know.
"I assume you like local music as well?" Chanyeol continues, "There's a great band playing tonight, Joan Red-"
"No thanks," the smaller says without letting him finish his sentence, or even sparing the taller male a glance. Sehun snickers, raising his hand in an attempt to hide his smile. Chanyeol is glaring at him, so he stops. "Attitude" he whispers to Chanyeol, but Baekhyun misunderstands, turning to glare at the offending male, and it actually sends shivers down Sehun's spine.
As he raises his hands in mock surrender, the elevator stops at the ninth floor. It isn't their stop, but Sehun gets off anyway, along with the uncomfortable male.
When he doesn't hear Chanyeol walking behind him, he turns and asks, "are you coming?" Chanyeol waves his hands dismissively. "Can't you see I'm busy?" He asks through gritted teeth, earning a look from the brunette. Sehun rolls his eyes and walks away.
As the doors close, Chanyeol sits down his briefcase, and holds out his hand. "I'm sorry about that," he says, "he can be rude." Baekhyun eyes the hand as if he is actually offended that Chanyeol is offering. He sighs before asking, "You're Chanyeol, right?"
Chanyeol's face lights up. This will be easier than he first thought, "Yea. Park Chanyeol," he smiles. "And you are?"
The smaller male hums in affirmation Before answering, "Baekhyun." After a few seconds of silence, he goes on to say, "I've seen you around."
"Oh, you have?" Chanyeol asks. Of course you have, he thinks, I'm Park Chanyeol.
"Yea, I have. Sometimes at the paper stand, sometimes the elevator. We've had meetings together too."
"Oh," is all Chanyeol can say.
"Yea. I've also smiled at you, and I've even said hello a couple of times," Baekhyun says with a smile too sweet to be fake, right?
WRONG! It's totally fake and Chanyeol feels gutted because Baekhyun is quick with his rejection. "You, Park Chanyeol, haven't so much as nodded in my direction. So thanks, but I'll pass."
Just then, the elevator dings for his stop. As the doors open, he tries to walk away, but Chanyeol grabs hold of Baekhyun's wrist. "Hey, wait a minute-" but before he can finish, Baekhyun jerks away.
Favor must not be on his side, because he spills his coffee, which is still pretty damn hot by the way, all over his shirt.
"Shit!" Chanyeol steps back, a look of horror on his face, as Baekhyun stands, dumbfounded. When the taller male finally reacts- to do what, he doesn't know, Baekhyun stops him with a furious "don't!" before stomping out of the elevator.
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"So how'd it go Romeo?" Chanyeol plops down in his office chair. He isn't even surprised that Sehun made it there before him. He runs his hands through his hair before settling his face into them. "I-illed-off-ee-on-is-irt."
Sehun eyes his cousin warily. "What the hell did you just say?"
"I said, I spilled coffee all over his shirt," Chanyeol breathes out. This time, Sehun out right cackles.
"Geez hyung, he was cute. But enough to make you lose function of your limbs?" Chanyeol would throw something at his younger cousin if he had anything near by. He settles for a half-hearted "shut up," before banging his head on his desk. How the hell is he going to fix this?
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A week later, after much stalking (not stalking, it is perfectly normal for him to check up on employees in his father's company), he figures out what Baekhyun does at the company, how long he has been there, and how he might be able to fix the-incident-which-we-don't-speak-of, which is what Sehun, that brat, calls it around their friends. Which makes no sense seeing as how he brings it up every chance he gets to embarrass his hyung.
That's why Chanyeol is standing outside of the twelfth floor elevator at exactly 8:45am waiting for the brunette, who had to be there at 9, to step off. Chanyeol thought it would be kind of weird to show up at his work station, because yea, he knew exactly where that was located too, and no it's still not stalking!
At 8:47, Baekhyun steps off the elevator, and immediately takes a step back, surprised to see Chanyeol, and shielding his coffee.
"What are you doing here?!" he hisses.
"I, uh, I came to apologize."
Baekhyun scoffs, because apologies won't bring back his favorite Coldplay shirt. His bottom lip wobbles at the memory before he takes in a deep breath and says to the taller "Just leave me alone."
"No, no, no! Wait, please!" Chanyeol steps in front of the small brunette to keep him from walking away.
"Haven't you learned a lesson?" Baekhyun asks. "You, and those god awful gangly limbs of yours, plus me, and coffee, don't mix. Now move." He steps around Chanyeol, who takes another step back. Baekhyun sighs. "What do you want with me?"
"I really, just want to apologize. It was a mistake, honestly." Chanyeol says
Baekhyun narrows his eyes at the tall male, who he has to admit is insanely attractive. But no matter, because his favorite Coldplay shirt is ruined. "That was my favorite shirt ya know. And I had to wear that coffee all day!"
"I assumed, and I'm sorry. Please just let me make it up to you," Chanyeol says. "Look! I even got you a gift."
Baekhyun's eyes soften as Chanyeol pulls out a spill proof coffee cup. Baekhyun isn't sure if the warm feeling in his chest is because of the fact that Chanyeol bought it for him, and that he finds such a small gesture so sweet, or because of the smile the taller is wearing while trying to hand it over to him.
But once Chanyeol pulls out a vintage style Coldplay t-shirt, not anything like the one he had, but super cool none the less, Baekhyun knows he's in trouble.
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A/N: Hey Hey!! Crossposted from my AFF
Please comment, and let me know what you think so far. :)
BTW Joan Red is a real band, well a local band anyways, from where I used to live. Check them out if you want!
Sorry for any typos!
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