week 2, challenge 4: punch drunk love
baekyeol & bff!baekchen
pg; 1.1k
-for prompt 24: work on a WIP
Chanyeol would like to say that he’s not sure how he gets himself into these situations, but that’s not entirely true. This time he’s pretty sure it’s partly Jongdae’s fault for being evil and partly his own fault for not listening to his mother when she told him not to drink any hard liquor.
And now he’s walking around the largest amusement park in Korea in a Rilakkuma suit with sweat clinging to the ends of his hair and a small group of children trailing hopefully behind him. Not to mention that a strange pink goo has gotten stuck in the fake fur of the costume, and Chanyeol knows that Jongdae is going to use this as collateral for future acts of embarrassment that will serve as entertainment for the rest of his life.
Although it’s not like Jongdae even needs blackmail to have fun at his friend’s expense.
-
It all started at the small house party that Jongdae threw for “a couple of close school friends” the minute that his parents left for their second honeymoon on Jeju Island.
At first Chanyeol wasn’t too keen on going. Jongdae was just a kid that he happened to sit next to in Advanced Biology that let Chanyeol copy his homework on the days that he had been more interested in playing Halo than reading about the plasma membrane.
So when Jongdae leaned over to tell Chanyeol that there was going to a small get together at his house over the weekend, Chanyeol almost refused by pure reflex.
But then he remembered who Jongdae’s close friends were and remembered that one of them was Byun Baekhyun.
-
Anyone who was friends with Chanyeol quickly learned to never ask him about Baekhyun. Sehun made that mistake when they were freshman, and it was not one that he would repeat any time soon.
It was after the Chemistry midterm, an hour of naming bonds and recalling compunds when Sehun turned to Chanyeol as he sipped his lunch.
(When Chanyeol had asked why Sehun wasn’t eating anything for lunch the younger boy had looked offended.
“Chanyeol, I TOLD you I was going to do the Drink and Drop this week,” Sehun responded with a huff. “God, it’s like no one listens to what I say anymore.”
“Drink and…” Chanyeol scrunched up his nose as he thought.
“Oh my GOD CHANYEOL, the Drink and Drop! You know… drink shakes, drop five pounds?” Sehun rolled his eyes so violently Chanyeol thought they might just roll out his head. “Sometimes I forget that people like you EXIST.”
Then Sehun turned to Jongin. “You remember, right?”
Jongin nodded solemnly, continuing to stuff fries in his mouth. But as soon as Sehun looked away, Jongin mouthed at Chanyeol, what the fuck.)
“Hey, Chanyeol,” Sehun had said, tonguing the straw of his health shake. “Why do you always look extra dumb when Baekhyun’s around?”
Chanyeol looked up. “Whamumrgh?” he mumbled around his sandwich.
“I think what Sehun meant to ask,” said Jongin as he smothered a fry in ketchup. “Is why do you like Baekhyun?”
"Oh well...I guess I like him because his nose is really cute and when he gets angry he just looks like a fierce little puppy?" Chanyeol paused. "Or maybe it's because when he smiles his eyes get really cute and crinkly. Or maybe because his fingers look really nice as he copies notes. Oh wait, or maybe it's because his voice is really heavenly and when he hits the high notes sometimes he just does this cute little twitch and-"
“Christ, is there anything you DON’T like about Baekhyun?” Sehun muttered bitterly as he jabbed his straw around the bottom of his cup, angrily searching for any last mouthfuls.
Chanyeol considered this.
“I suppose there is one thing.”
“What,” Jongin asked, but he was too amused by Sehun’s longing looks at his fries to bother to sound interested. He offered a fry to Sehun, who merely pouted and batted it away.
“I suppose I don’t like it when he smiles at other people.” Chanyeol said at last, and Jongin snickered as he watched Sehun pretend to gag.
“Why’s that?”
Chanyeol could tell that Sehun’s getting to the end of his “meal” because his straw is making those annoying sounds that only occur when a straw is sucking up more air than liquid. He wrinkled his nose as he thought about how to phrase the his thoughts.
“Because when he looks at me,” Chanyeol splayed his palm on his chest, and Sehun cringed as he smudged mayonnaise across the front of his shirt “my chest feels really tight and it gets really difficult to breath. And what if other people felt that too and someone had a heart attack or die-” He broke off when he noticed a suspicious lack of response from his two friends.
He looked up to find Jongin staring at him, fry forgotten in the puddle of ketchup on his lunch try.
Sehun was already gone.
And after that day neither of them ever asked about Byun Baekhyun again.
-
About an hour into the party Chanyeol found himself drowning in Jongdae’s living room sofa. He was contemplating for the third time that night if his head was steady enough for him to make it to the bathroom without puking all over the floor when he felt the cushions dip. Chanyeol meant to turn his head and politely greet this new person, but instead his head kind of lolled to the side. And this is when he found himself staring right into the face of THE Byun Baekhyun.
Immediately Chanyeol could feel his body and mind going into a stage of panicked LOCK DOWN and he was trying to think of a way that he could play out the situation without revealing the fact that he had gotten severely drunk off of two shots of vodka and a small handful of rum chocolates.
But I mean how could he mess this up? He just had to be normal and not say anything like-
and then Chanyeol started screaming.
-
When Baekhyun bribed Jongdae to invite his friend from Advanced Biology, he hadn't expected their first meeting to start with screaming. But Baekhyun prided himself on being flexible and adaptive to new situations and he figured that on the scale of awkward interactions he’s had to endure, shrieking at the sight of his VERY LOVELY (THANK YOU VERY MUCH) face is not actually that strange in the end.
So Baekhyun just laughed awkwardly and tried not to notice the way that Chanyeol’s leg was twitching.
“Hello?”
Chanyeol didn’t seem to be reacting so Baekhyun reached out to touch the mess of caramel curls. And as Baekhyun soothed his hand through the tangled mop Chanyeol breathed a bit easier, slipping into the kind of social coma where you know that you’ve fucked up so badly that you have no hope of making a good impression so might as well just air everything out.
But maybe that’s why Chanyeol ended up being too bluntly honest.
A/N: tbc... bc surprise it's another WIP hahaha...hah..ha
pg; 1.1k
-for prompt 24: work on a WIP
Chanyeol would like to say that he’s not sure how he gets himself into these situations, but that’s not entirely true. This time he’s pretty sure it’s partly Jongdae’s fault for being evil and partly his own fault for not listening to his mother when she told him not to drink any hard liquor.
And now he’s walking around the largest amusement park in Korea in a Rilakkuma suit with sweat clinging to the ends of his hair and a small group of children trailing hopefully behind him. Not to mention that a strange pink goo has gotten stuck in the fake fur of the costume, and Chanyeol knows that Jongdae is going to use this as collateral for future acts of embarrassment that will serve as entertainment for the rest of his life.
Although it’s not like Jongdae even needs blackmail to have fun at his friend’s expense.
-
It all started at the small house party that Jongdae threw for “a couple of close school friends” the minute that his parents left for their second honeymoon on Jeju Island.
At first Chanyeol wasn’t too keen on going. Jongdae was just a kid that he happened to sit next to in Advanced Biology that let Chanyeol copy his homework on the days that he had been more interested in playing Halo than reading about the plasma membrane.
So when Jongdae leaned over to tell Chanyeol that there was going to a small get together at his house over the weekend, Chanyeol almost refused by pure reflex.
But then he remembered who Jongdae’s close friends were and remembered that one of them was Byun Baekhyun.
-
Anyone who was friends with Chanyeol quickly learned to never ask him about Baekhyun. Sehun made that mistake when they were freshman, and it was not one that he would repeat any time soon.
It was after the Chemistry midterm, an hour of naming bonds and recalling compunds when Sehun turned to Chanyeol as he sipped his lunch.
(When Chanyeol had asked why Sehun wasn’t eating anything for lunch the younger boy had looked offended.
“Chanyeol, I TOLD you I was going to do the Drink and Drop this week,” Sehun responded with a huff. “God, it’s like no one listens to what I say anymore.”
“Drink and…” Chanyeol scrunched up his nose as he thought.
“Oh my GOD CHANYEOL, the Drink and Drop! You know… drink shakes, drop five pounds?” Sehun rolled his eyes so violently Chanyeol thought they might just roll out his head. “Sometimes I forget that people like you EXIST.”
Then Sehun turned to Jongin. “You remember, right?”
Jongin nodded solemnly, continuing to stuff fries in his mouth. But as soon as Sehun looked away, Jongin mouthed at Chanyeol, what the fuck.)
“Hey, Chanyeol,” Sehun had said, tonguing the straw of his health shake. “Why do you always look extra dumb when Baekhyun’s around?”
Chanyeol looked up. “Whamumrgh?” he mumbled around his sandwich.
“I think what Sehun meant to ask,” said Jongin as he smothered a fry in ketchup. “Is why do you like Baekhyun?”
"Oh well...I guess I like him because his nose is really cute and when he gets angry he just looks like a fierce little puppy?" Chanyeol paused. "Or maybe it's because when he smiles his eyes get really cute and crinkly. Or maybe because his fingers look really nice as he copies notes. Oh wait, or maybe it's because his voice is really heavenly and when he hits the high notes sometimes he just does this cute little twitch and-"
“Christ, is there anything you DON’T like about Baekhyun?” Sehun muttered bitterly as he jabbed his straw around the bottom of his cup, angrily searching for any last mouthfuls.
Chanyeol considered this.
“I suppose there is one thing.”
“What,” Jongin asked, but he was too amused by Sehun’s longing looks at his fries to bother to sound interested. He offered a fry to Sehun, who merely pouted and batted it away.
“I suppose I don’t like it when he smiles at other people.” Chanyeol said at last, and Jongin snickered as he watched Sehun pretend to gag.
“Why’s that?”
Chanyeol could tell that Sehun’s getting to the end of his “meal” because his straw is making those annoying sounds that only occur when a straw is sucking up more air than liquid. He wrinkled his nose as he thought about how to phrase the his thoughts.
“Because when he looks at me,” Chanyeol splayed his palm on his chest, and Sehun cringed as he smudged mayonnaise across the front of his shirt “my chest feels really tight and it gets really difficult to breath. And what if other people felt that too and someone had a heart attack or die-” He broke off when he noticed a suspicious lack of response from his two friends.
He looked up to find Jongin staring at him, fry forgotten in the puddle of ketchup on his lunch try.
Sehun was already gone.
And after that day neither of them ever asked about Byun Baekhyun again.
-
About an hour into the party Chanyeol found himself drowning in Jongdae’s living room sofa. He was contemplating for the third time that night if his head was steady enough for him to make it to the bathroom without puking all over the floor when he felt the cushions dip. Chanyeol meant to turn his head and politely greet this new person, but instead his head kind of lolled to the side. And this is when he found himself staring right into the face of THE Byun Baekhyun.
Immediately Chanyeol could feel his body and mind going into a stage of panicked LOCK DOWN and he was trying to think of a way that he could play out the situation without revealing the fact that he had gotten severely drunk off of two shots of vodka and a small handful of rum chocolates.
But I mean how could he mess this up? He just had to be normal and not say anything like-
and then Chanyeol started screaming.
-
When Baekhyun bribed Jongdae to invite his friend from Advanced Biology, he hadn't expected their first meeting to start with screaming. But Baekhyun prided himself on being flexible and adaptive to new situations and he figured that on the scale of awkward interactions he’s had to endure, shrieking at the sight of his VERY LOVELY (THANK YOU VERY MUCH) face is not actually that strange in the end.
So Baekhyun just laughed awkwardly and tried not to notice the way that Chanyeol’s leg was twitching.
“Hello?”
Chanyeol didn’t seem to be reacting so Baekhyun reached out to touch the mess of caramel curls. And as Baekhyun soothed his hand through the tangled mop Chanyeol breathed a bit easier, slipping into the kind of social coma where you know that you’ve fucked up so badly that you have no hope of making a good impression so might as well just air everything out.
But maybe that’s why Chanyeol ended up being too bluntly honest.
A/N: tbc... bc surprise it's another WIP hahaha...hah..ha