Speechless
Title: Speechless
Pairing: Baekhyun/IU
Genre: Fluff
Rating: G
Summary: It's because he likes to keep track of things and then forgets to.
He isn’t one to be counting but he always likes to keep track of things and keep them in order. He makes sure to list down grocery items Kyungsoo would need for the week, never forgets to wake up the other members when they sleep in too late, and brings extra shirts and towels behind the set after every performance because Jongin sweats just about every minute, times two than a normal eighteen-year-old.
They’ve only talked a few times up close and personal, but that isn’t an excuse right now. Suddenly he forgets how to speak when she is around, and it isn’t because he is awkward or blushing or anything for that matter, so as Chanyeol likes to take notice of those things, but because he thinks that he is wasting her time with these rookie anxiety problems and then she will hold her hand out, patting his shoulder, saying, “Oppa, fighting!”
He doesn’t like to get caught by the camera when she is around him. People like to make issues, he learns in this business coming from sunbaes, and when people get hinted on something going on between exchange of encouraging words and glances, they’ll go bringing in lead boards to concerts with the couple’s name (e.g. HunHan, after seeing it online).
And then the second chance comes, where she is the MC again for Inkigayo and he has this itch of hiding under the makeup table instead.
“Would you just go talk to her already?” Sehun insists and he starts chuckling elusively, sighing in a corner.
“You’re not going to die.”
“I will so,” Baekhyun answers Suho. “I mean... what will we talk about? There’s a hundred things that’s probably on her mind right now, and I’d go ruin everything and be the complete idiot I am like last time. Do you remember the last time when she was this close to me and I couldn’t say a single thing, and she was like, ‘You’ll do fine, oppa! You always do!’. What is up with the oppa... err.”
Chanyeol shakes his head as the noona behind him curls the last ends of his hair. “Don’t you like it that someone calls you oppa?”
He shrugs, eyeing himself in the mirror. “Am I even oppa material?”
Bursting laughter from all the boys leaves him sighing. “You guys are no help at all.”
The door opens partially and her head pops in and Baekhyun’s insides just die a little more to see her wear those tiny shorts, exposing a part of her legs in while her hair hang loosely around her shoulders. “You guys are coming up next!” she announces.
“Oh, IU! We were just talking about you!” Chanyeol says, Baekhyun slipping to the other side of the room behind the door where her blind spot would be.
She smiles shyly, bowing her head. “About me? You boys better hurry. I just came here to inform you about it. 1, 2, 3, 4, and Sehun. Where’s... Baekhyun-oppa?”
Suho points with his lips behind her and she gets inside instead, seeing Baekhyun cover his face in shame --- the boys laughing every ounce of stress off with this boy. “What are you hiding there for? You’re up in ten minutes. Your clothes will get dirty.”
He rubs the back of his neck, biting his lip and lowering his gaze. “Hey, Jieun.”
“He’s the only one who seems to call IU that,” Kyungsoo adds loudly, and they end up chuckling some more.
He shoots flying daggers as his eyes at his friend before sighing coldly as IU left the room in an instant. Baekhyun starts making up the list in his head about bringing along tape during Inkigayo performances.
Pairing: Baekhyun/IU
Genre: Fluff
Rating: G
Summary: It's because he likes to keep track of things and then forgets to.
He isn’t one to be counting but he always likes to keep track of things and keep them in order. He makes sure to list down grocery items Kyungsoo would need for the week, never forgets to wake up the other members when they sleep in too late, and brings extra shirts and towels behind the set after every performance because Jongin sweats just about every minute, times two than a normal eighteen-year-old.
They’ve only talked a few times up close and personal, but that isn’t an excuse right now. Suddenly he forgets how to speak when she is around, and it isn’t because he is awkward or blushing or anything for that matter, so as Chanyeol likes to take notice of those things, but because he thinks that he is wasting her time with these rookie anxiety problems and then she will hold her hand out, patting his shoulder, saying, “Oppa, fighting!”
He doesn’t like to get caught by the camera when she is around him. People like to make issues, he learns in this business coming from sunbaes, and when people get hinted on something going on between exchange of encouraging words and glances, they’ll go bringing in lead boards to concerts with the couple’s name (e.g. HunHan, after seeing it online).
And then the second chance comes, where she is the MC again for Inkigayo and he has this itch of hiding under the makeup table instead.
“Would you just go talk to her already?” Sehun insists and he starts chuckling elusively, sighing in a corner.
“You’re not going to die.”
“I will so,” Baekhyun answers Suho. “I mean... what will we talk about? There’s a hundred things that’s probably on her mind right now, and I’d go ruin everything and be the complete idiot I am like last time. Do you remember the last time when she was this close to me and I couldn’t say a single thing, and she was like, ‘You’ll do fine, oppa! You always do!’. What is up with the oppa... err.”
Chanyeol shakes his head as the noona behind him curls the last ends of his hair. “Don’t you like it that someone calls you oppa?”
He shrugs, eyeing himself in the mirror. “Am I even oppa material?”
Bursting laughter from all the boys leaves him sighing. “You guys are no help at all.”
The door opens partially and her head pops in and Baekhyun’s insides just die a little more to see her wear those tiny shorts, exposing a part of her legs in while her hair hang loosely around her shoulders. “You guys are coming up next!” she announces.
“Oh, IU! We were just talking about you!” Chanyeol says, Baekhyun slipping to the other side of the room behind the door where her blind spot would be.
She smiles shyly, bowing her head. “About me? You boys better hurry. I just came here to inform you about it. 1, 2, 3, 4, and Sehun. Where’s... Baekhyun-oppa?”
Suho points with his lips behind her and she gets inside instead, seeing Baekhyun cover his face in shame --- the boys laughing every ounce of stress off with this boy. “What are you hiding there for? You’re up in ten minutes. Your clothes will get dirty.”
He rubs the back of his neck, biting his lip and lowering his gaze. “Hey, Jieun.”
“He’s the only one who seems to call IU that,” Kyungsoo adds loudly, and they end up chuckling some more.
He shoots flying daggers as his eyes at his friend before sighing coldly as IU left the room in an instant. Baekhyun starts making up the list in his head about bringing along tape during Inkigayo performances.