Pizza Boy
Pairing: EXO: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Genre: Pre-romance
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Word count: 950
Unbeta-ed, feel free to point anything out~
It was a slow Saturday night. Baekyhun had slipped whilst ice skating with Luhan and Kyungsoo the night before and was left with a sprained ankle, so he’d passed on going out tonight. He sighed at the TV in his small apartment before picking himself up off the floor and walking into the kitchen. His Cairn terrier puppy followed him obediently before deigning Baekhyun decidedly boring and padding back to his bed.
There wasn’t much in his fridge bar a few drinks, some cheese and a container that was once filled with Kyungsoo’s infamous kimchi spaghetti. He groaned, and his stomach followed suit with a grumble of its own. A pout settled on his face as he went on to check all the cupboards lining the walls. After a few minutes of fruitless searching he wandered back to the living room. He huffed, plopping himself on the couch, the expelled breath slightly disturbing his soft chocolate bangs. Weighing his options in his mind he moved to check his wallet. Making quick calculations in his head, he wasn't embarrassed to confess he'd happy-danced to where his phone was situated.
Fingers dialled a familiar number and he waited for the other side to pick up.
“Pizza Plaza, can I take your order?”
He spent the next couple of minutes detailing exactly what he wanted on his pizza because he was exceptionally picky and he had no problem admitting it. When he’d finally confirmed his order down to the placement of the last olive he hung up in a considerably better mood.
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Chanyeol pulled off his helmet, reddish-brown locks spilling out as he stepped into back into Pizza Plaza having completed a delivery. “Hey, I’m back! Anything else?” he called to a smaller man with plump cheeks and an easy smile. His name tag read Minseok. Chanyeol was just filling in because they were short on staff and he owed Minseok a favour or two.
He turned after pushing a pizza into the furnace and addressed Chanyeol, “Yeah, just finished putting together this regular’s order, he’s really specific so try not to jostle it.” He chuckled. “You’d probably get on with him, he’s a nice guy.” Minseok went to the same university as Baekhyun and shared a few lectures with him, he was also good friends with Luhan, who was practically glued to Baekhyun’s hip.
“Sure, don’t know how much of an introduction I can get in while handing him his pizza but I’ll see what I can do.” He laughed, two rows of straight teeth clearly visible.
“Yeah, yeah, just shut up and go.” Minseok replied shaking his head as Chanyeol ducked back out, shoving the helmet back on.
“Oh wait Chanyeol!” He stopped him before the door closed behind him, Chanyeol turned back to show he’d heard, “You can go home after this by the way, Tao said he’s on his way.” He nodded, grinning and continued over to his motorbike.
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Chanyeol dismounted, plucking the helmet off his head and slinging it around his arm as he checked the address again, and then pulled out the pizza box. He leisurely ambled towards the building before taking the stairs two at a time up to the third floor. Slightly whistling now, he counted down the doors until he reached the right one. Checking the number one last time, he lifted a hand and sharply knocked twice.
He could hear scrambled movements from the other side of the door before it was pulled open.
Chanyeol blinked.
Baekhyun was attractive. And he was grinning. And it was doing strange things to Chanyeol’s heart.
“Hi.” Baekhyun’s grin was starting to fade a little, and Chanyeol thought it might be a good idea to press ‘play’ on his brain again.
“Hey, you the guy who ordered one incredibly precise pizza?” He asked with an easy smile.
Baekhyun brightened once again in response and opened his mouth to respond before several things happened in quick succession. Something small and furry barrelled at Baekhyun’s feet causing him to lose his footing and Chanyeol, being the courteous human being he was, quickly bent to aid him. Which, instead of helping, apparently brought him down to the perfect height for a headbutt to the chin. He then dropped the pizza and there was a manly shriek before Baekhyun managed to catch it with deft fingers. They paused like that and looked at each other.
Chanyeol was bent, hands at his chin. Baekhyun was balanced on one foot with the pizza clutched to his chest. There was a moment of silence before they both burst out in laughter.
“Do you want me to get you some ice for that?” Baekhyun asked lightly, gesturing the reddening skin. Chanyeol blinked again. Baekhyun looked down at the super extra-large pizza in his hands and back up at Chanyeol, “In fact, do you want to help me eat this? I think I let my stomach make the order, not my brain.” He laughed sheepishly.
Chanyeol blinked again, and then slowly grinned, “Yeah, sure.”
Baekhyun’s beam was positively radiant.
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Just after letting him through the door, Baekhyun spun and pinned an unsuspecting Chanyeol against the wall, a small forearm firmly pressed to taller man’s throat. Chanyeol’s eyes grew so wide that Baekhyun thought they’d fall out.
“You’re not a murderer right? Or a rapist? Or a paedophile?”
“Uh… no…?” Chanyeol managed to choke out before Baekhyun had released him and was asking about what he wanted to drink as he skipped into the kitchen.
Chanyeol took a moment to recover and pinch his arm because what just happened, before he laughed to himself thinking, I could get used to this.
I could get used to him.
Genre: Pre-romance
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Word count: 950
Unbeta-ed, feel free to point anything out~
It was a slow Saturday night. Baekyhun had slipped whilst ice skating with Luhan and Kyungsoo the night before and was left with a sprained ankle, so he’d passed on going out tonight. He sighed at the TV in his small apartment before picking himself up off the floor and walking into the kitchen. His Cairn terrier puppy followed him obediently before deigning Baekhyun decidedly boring and padding back to his bed.
There wasn’t much in his fridge bar a few drinks, some cheese and a container that was once filled with Kyungsoo’s infamous kimchi spaghetti. He groaned, and his stomach followed suit with a grumble of its own. A pout settled on his face as he went on to check all the cupboards lining the walls. After a few minutes of fruitless searching he wandered back to the living room. He huffed, plopping himself on the couch, the expelled breath slightly disturbing his soft chocolate bangs. Weighing his options in his mind he moved to check his wallet. Making quick calculations in his head, he wasn't embarrassed to confess he'd happy-danced to where his phone was situated.
Fingers dialled a familiar number and he waited for the other side to pick up.
“Pizza Plaza, can I take your order?”
He spent the next couple of minutes detailing exactly what he wanted on his pizza because he was exceptionally picky and he had no problem admitting it. When he’d finally confirmed his order down to the placement of the last olive he hung up in a considerably better mood.
------
Chanyeol pulled off his helmet, reddish-brown locks spilling out as he stepped into back into Pizza Plaza having completed a delivery. “Hey, I’m back! Anything else?” he called to a smaller man with plump cheeks and an easy smile. His name tag read Minseok. Chanyeol was just filling in because they were short on staff and he owed Minseok a favour or two.
He turned after pushing a pizza into the furnace and addressed Chanyeol, “Yeah, just finished putting together this regular’s order, he’s really specific so try not to jostle it.” He chuckled. “You’d probably get on with him, he’s a nice guy.” Minseok went to the same university as Baekhyun and shared a few lectures with him, he was also good friends with Luhan, who was practically glued to Baekhyun’s hip.
“Sure, don’t know how much of an introduction I can get in while handing him his pizza but I’ll see what I can do.” He laughed, two rows of straight teeth clearly visible.
“Yeah, yeah, just shut up and go.” Minseok replied shaking his head as Chanyeol ducked back out, shoving the helmet back on.
“Oh wait Chanyeol!” He stopped him before the door closed behind him, Chanyeol turned back to show he’d heard, “You can go home after this by the way, Tao said he’s on his way.” He nodded, grinning and continued over to his motorbike.
------
Chanyeol dismounted, plucking the helmet off his head and slinging it around his arm as he checked the address again, and then pulled out the pizza box. He leisurely ambled towards the building before taking the stairs two at a time up to the third floor. Slightly whistling now, he counted down the doors until he reached the right one. Checking the number one last time, he lifted a hand and sharply knocked twice.
He could hear scrambled movements from the other side of the door before it was pulled open.
Chanyeol blinked.
Baekhyun was attractive. And he was grinning. And it was doing strange things to Chanyeol’s heart.
“Hi.” Baekhyun’s grin was starting to fade a little, and Chanyeol thought it might be a good idea to press ‘play’ on his brain again.
“Hey, you the guy who ordered one incredibly precise pizza?” He asked with an easy smile.
Baekhyun brightened once again in response and opened his mouth to respond before several things happened in quick succession. Something small and furry barrelled at Baekhyun’s feet causing him to lose his footing and Chanyeol, being the courteous human being he was, quickly bent to aid him. Which, instead of helping, apparently brought him down to the perfect height for a headbutt to the chin. He then dropped the pizza and there was a manly shriek before Baekhyun managed to catch it with deft fingers. They paused like that and looked at each other.
Chanyeol was bent, hands at his chin. Baekhyun was balanced on one foot with the pizza clutched to his chest. There was a moment of silence before they both burst out in laughter.
“Do you want me to get you some ice for that?” Baekhyun asked lightly, gesturing the reddening skin. Chanyeol blinked again. Baekhyun looked down at the super extra-large pizza in his hands and back up at Chanyeol, “In fact, do you want to help me eat this? I think I let my stomach make the order, not my brain.” He laughed sheepishly.
Chanyeol blinked again, and then slowly grinned, “Yeah, sure.”
Baekhyun’s beam was positively radiant.
------
Just after letting him through the door, Baekhyun spun and pinned an unsuspecting Chanyeol against the wall, a small forearm firmly pressed to taller man’s throat. Chanyeol’s eyes grew so wide that Baekhyun thought they’d fall out.
“You’re not a murderer right? Or a rapist? Or a paedophile?”
“Uh… no…?” Chanyeol managed to choke out before Baekhyun had released him and was asking about what he wanted to drink as he skipped into the kitchen.
Chanyeol took a moment to recover and pinch his arm because what just happened, before he laughed to himself thinking, I could get used to this.
I could get used to him.