[FIC] Chanyeol/Baekhyun - EXO - Temperature (Long Version) - 1/3
Starring: Chanyeol x Baekhyun
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 1/3
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.
~.~.~.~.~
Sometimes, he feels sorry for his friends sleeping in such a condition. But if he didn’t turn the heater a bit higher-well… no, much higher than normal people would have to be correct, he’d got shivered under his blanket. He had try to wear socks and jacket to spare his friends life, but it turns out bad, he couldn’t sleep at all because it wasn’t very comfortable to his liking. So, every night, Baekhyun would grimace apologetically to his friends before he tucked himself to bed, turned the heater on a very high digits and left his friends sleeping in sauna-like temperature.
He always thought that that such temperature is perfectly warm and never thought it was a little bit too hot for his bandmates, until in one interview, Chanyeol mentioned about it and the others agreed that Baekhyun’s “standard” for room temperature is too high than another people. It’s true that he tends to get cold so easily, but he never thought that it had become a trouble for his friends.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” He confronted Chanyeol once they got in the van when the interview was over, heading to some studio for rehearsal. Chanyeol patted his head and smiled,
“Because we understand you, that’s all.” The answer didn’t satisfied him at all, in fact, he felt stupid because he never paid attention to this situation before. Suddenly, he felt like a careless selfish brat who never give a damn of anyone else, maybe worse. And it’s bothering him, badly.
That was why, in the time after that interview, he always sets the heater in a standard room temperature for his friends’ sake. Kai asked why though, and Baekhyun would just shrugged his tiny shoulders and off to bed, wearing socks and jacket, and double blankets. And like how it was said before, it didn’t serves him well. But he kept this to himself, in attempt not to be a burden for his dear bandmates. But with a very thick jacket and double blankets, he barely could breathe. He felt his head spinning because all of those extra garments seemed to choked him in his sleep, cutting his air supply. He manage to laid still on his side though, didn’t want to make Chanyeol, whom he shared a bedroom with, got suspicious if he moves too much in desperation. Baekhyun had tried to wear only double blankets to reduced his suffering, but it wasn’t enough, he’d still shaking cold. At the end, he can’t do anything but tried his best to sleep in his very uncomfortable condition, causing him the worse insomnia ever. But still, he pretend to appeared like there was nothing, even though the lack of sleep started to eat his stamina and his color of living.
At first, no one had speak a word about the heater because everyone is so thankful that finally they could sleep without getting soaked by sweat. No one knows that Baekhyun had a sudden insomnia because he was good on covering it. Until a week later, Chanyeol was the first one who noticed his changes of mood and his pale face.
Everyone who close enough with Baekhyun would know, that the lead vocal of the EXO-K group is a very nice and sweet being. The kind of boy that’d always cute and would never get angry or ran out of smiles. He’s simply adorable to everybody. So, a liiiiittle change of behavior in him will spotted in no time. No, he wasn’t being snappy or PMS-ing or bitching around or something irritating… he was just being quiet, only being quiet. And it was enough to poked Chanyeol that something is wrong with his roommate.
“Don’t you think he’s been strange lately?” The tallest of the EXO-K members asked their leader. Suho didn’t even need to ask who; he wandered his glance to Baekhyun, who’s currently practicing his vocal with D.O in the studio.
“Yeah. He lets the heater low and his eyes get puffer from day to day and he wasn’t talk much. Ah, and Kyungsoo said his voice cracked often when they’re practicing.”
Cracked voice…. It couldn’t get any worse.
“Should we talk to him?” Chanyeol too, glanced to their object of conversation, worried. Suho turned to him, looked at him with a knowing smile,
“No, not ‘we’, Chanyeollie… YOU talk to him.” Suho patted Chanyeol’s arm lightly and walked away. Chanyeol vacantly stared at Suho’s back as the leader went back into the practice room to join Kai and Sehun. Then he realized that he’s been stood there for a good fifteen minutes, blank expression like he was lost. He looked up to see how Baekhyun’s doing in the studio and found that the other was also looking at him, almost vacuously, like he was staring through him. Chanyeol gave him a gentle smile, and when Baekhyun blinked slowly and smiled back, he knew that Baekhyun felt his apprehension.
Later that day, when six of them were about to dozed off, Chanyeol turned up the heater very high like Baekhyun used to set. And of course, Baekhyun was the one to protest.
“Turn it lower.” He said, frowning in disagreement. Even though it was only him and Baekhyun in that living room, Chanyeol could feel that the other 4 members were listening, wherever they might be, to their small arguments, anticipating.
“It’s fine, Baekhyunnie. We really are don’t mind.” He sighed softly when the frown on Baekhyun’s face got deeper.
“But I do! You could’ve just tell me right away instead of talked about it in interview.”
Chanyeol blinked, “So you’re mad about that…”
“No, Chanyeol, I’m not mad.” Baekhyun sighed, “You’ve made me realize that I wasn’t care enough to notice that you guys were burnt to death every night while I was all comfy under my blanket. And I’ve been wondering why I’d always find you sleeping on the living room sofa every morning, you know. I feel bad, Chanyeol…. really.”
“Well, you see, if we thought we couldn’t take it, we surely will voice it out. But we’re okay with it, you don’t need to feel bad at all.”
“But… but if you did that just because of me….”
“Of course we did that for you. It wasn’t a bad thing anyway. The high temperature, I mean.”
“But I made you sleep on the sofa! It’s not fair, okay? I don’t want to be spoiled by you, either.” Baekhyun crossed his arms on his front, decided to get stubborn.
Chanyeol shrugged, “We’re not. We’re doing this because we care. We’re brothers, aren’t we? We should take care of each other. And this is how we taking care of you. Now, would you please listen to me and go to bed? You’re tired, Baekhyunnie. You should listen to your voice, you’re rasping.”
Baekhyun’s face couldn’t get paler; he automatically touched his throat in horror.
“Oh my god… i-it is?” It would be a lie if he said it doesn’t matter, his voice, as a singer, is everything for him, for EXO too. Chanyeol smiled softly, starting to feel stiffly hot because of the ridiculous level of the heater. He didn’t want Baekhyun to noticed that his pores begun to ream open, about to changes his skin color into blushing pink.
“Come on, go to bed.” He practically pushed Baekhyun’s shoulders and shoved him into their bedroom,
“Wh-what about you? Are you-” Baekhyun still tried to argue even though they both know that their argument was over with 1-0 for Chanyeol.
“I’ll join you later,” Chanyeol lied; it was obvious, they both knew it. “Sleep tight, Baekhyunnie.” Then he closed the door.
Once he was sure that Baekhyun won’t comes out with another protest, he took his shirt off and dumped his slender body on the sofa, tried to stay motionless because his skin started to moisten with a thin sweat. Kai came out from his room, said nothing as he walked passed him, flapped his front T-shirt to fanned himself, heading to the kitchen. Seconds later, he walked back to his room with a bottle of cold water stuck under his jaw and mumbling singsong to Chanyeol before he closed his bedroom door,
“It’s sauna ti~~~me….”
~.~.~.~.~
Baekhyun stared down at the sofa where he found his tallest bandmate in EXO-K sleeping so soundly. His pretty lips formed a scrutiny big pouts as he watched a drop of sweat runs down Chanyeol’s temple. No matter how Chanyeol stated it, or how his friends said nothing about it, he thought it was still unfair for them. They can’t live like this forever, sleeping in such a killing heat. He really does feels sorry, if only he has a normal body condition like others….
The door behind him cracked open, and Sehun stumbled out the door unsteadily, with a visibly damp shirt and a slightly wet hair. He was all sweaty too.
“Morn’n Baek’hn-h’ng~” he murmured sleepily, rubbed his eyes and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. A minute later, a sound of pouring water from the shower was heard. Baekhyun sighed hard, gazing back to the shirtless, sleeping Chanyeol.
Last night was the first time he slept alone, noticeably. He knew that Chanyeol won’t came to bed with him, but he waits anyway. On the earlier time, the realization came to him, that Chanyeol would moved to the sofa in the living room after he fell asleep. And now, knowing that Chanyeol was practically leaving him in their bedroom alone by himself, it makes him sad. He never likes it, being abandoned. Moreover, he doesn’t like to sleep alone. Not after all this time, when he thought he was sharing a room with this dear friend of his. Somehow, he felt that he was left behind. And it hurts to know that it was all nobody’s fault but him.
Got really pissed to himself, he stomped down across the living room and turned off the heater-the sun is rising so heater won’t be necessary. Then he walked to the kitchen and grabbed some loafs, ate it plain without really tasting it.
“What’s with that face? On period?” D.O, like he was popped out from nowhere, took a sit in front of Baekhyun, startling him to the point where his breakfast could be a murder weapon, choked him die.
“Maybe I do need some period.” Baekhyun sighed heavily. D.O giggled, staring at him like he was the most amusing thing in the entire universe. “Now what’s with that face? Killing me with food was that funny to you?”
D.O leaned over and talked in a low, secretive tone, “When I feel cold, Baekhyun my friend, I’d ask Jongin to hold me.”
Heat started to creeping out Baekhyun’s pale cheeks, tainted him with a cute rosy blush. It’s not a secret among them that the brotherly-loves between Kai and D.O already went step ahead to an intense romance. But to hear their private business so bluntly like that still a bit out for Baekhyun.
“Why are you telling me that?” He didn’t even know why he had to feel jittery all of sudden. D.O’s small knowing giggled grew into a wicked chuckles.
“You could always ask him to cuddle you, you know. No one could be more willing than he is, if you ever wondering.” Baekhyun’s stomach churned, he avoid D.O’s eyes almost immediately when he saw that winning grin teased him.
Baekhyun cleared his throat, staring at a random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. “Who?”
“Body heat from others can warm you really quick, enough to make you feel like you’re having a fever.”
“I’ve read that somewere, I know.”
“Do you really want me to mention the name?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
D.O rolled his eyes, “It’s better if you just confess to him right now than making everyone in the house sleeping in hell, like literally, it’s baking hot we almost turned into muffins, Baekhyun. I can’t even sleep next to my boyfriend without getting boiled, and we’re kinda deprived. Have a pity on us, I beg you?”
Baekhyun couldn’t feel more awkward, too much information killing his appetite. “Confess what to who? Anyway, I’m not really sure if it works for my case. It’s not a common ‘feeling cold’, it’s my body malfunction system.”
“Aww… So you did thinking about it.”
“What?”
“Him, to cuddle you.”
“Him, who? Stop talking nonsense Kyungsoo, I don’t get any of your words.”
But D.O had no plan to stop, “You do understand why he always been there for you, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“You enjoy his affection, it’s obvious. You see how he’d lovingly do anything for you.”
“….” How Baekhyun really wanted to tell D.O just to drown himself in the bathtub, but sadly they only have showers in their dorm.
“Well, maybe the only moment he wasn’t there for you is when he couldn’t stand the heat and took the sofa rather than be with you in your bedroom.”
Baekhyun sealed his lips close, his stomach threatened to spill his breakfast back out. D.O knew way too much, and the fact that he never said anything, it was terrifying. He was pretty sure that he hides everything well-maybe.
“You should try it yourself to know if it works on you or not. But first you have to confess to him, it’s awkward when you ask for cuddle to a friend, isn’t it? Then, you don’t need to torture us with heater every night, forever.” D.O’s wide smile almost scared him.
“What on Earth, Kyungs-”
“Chanyeol,”
Baekhyun’s eyes widened, “Sh-”
“Morning, Kyungsoo,” A deep, lazy voice joined them in that kitchen, stopping Baekhyun to spilled whatever he wanted to blurt to D.O. Chanyeol, who already put his shirt back on, came to vision with a sleepy half-closed eyes, pulled a dining chair beside Baekhyun, then casually put an arm around his shoulders, “And good morning to you.” He said, smiling, rubbed his eyes trying to suppressed a yawn.
Baekhyun can’t help but smiled too, subconsciously proved D.O’s words that he DOES love every affections Chanyeol gave him. Then his eyes met D.O’s, who was smirking-happy that he got him busted. He quickly turn his gaze somewhere else, anywhere but D.O’s direction, as he felt a familiar heat crawling on his face.
Chanyeol eyes were on him again, examined him closely. “Are you okay, Baekhyun? You’re not having a fever, are you? You’re so warm…” his other hand started to fash him everywhere on his face and neck, checking his body temperature. And Baekhyun couldn’t help it when his body increasingly inflamed because, one: he was under D.O’s intensely glorious sneer, and two: because Chanyeol was caressing his cheek gently, commenting how blushing pink he was, ALSO under D.O’s intensely glorious sneer.
“I-I’m fine, Chanyeol. I’m not having a fever.” Baekhyun held off Chanyeol’s sweet touches and tried to keep him an arm lenght, but it was useless since he was wrapped in the other’s secure arm. He smiled reassurigly when Chanyeol gave him a doubtful stare.
Chanyeol stopped caressing Baekhyun’s face and shrugged, turn to D.O but didn’t remove his other arm from his roommate’s small shoulders. “Do we have any schedule today?” he asked D.O. D.O, who already put a normal expression on his face, shook his head. “Thank god… my back’s hurt.”
“You slept on the sofa, again.” D.O said, flatly.
“Ah, that’s…” Chanyeol took a quick glance on Baekhyun from ther corner of his eyes, “Fell asleep there, I guess…” There was a guilt in his voice. “Did you sleep well, Baekhyunnie?”
Baekhyun’s smiles lessened bit by bit when a remembrance came to him that he was really sad last night while he waits for Chanyeol, even though he knew that Chanyeol would choose to sleep outside.
“Baekhyun?” Chanyeol called, worried when Baekhyun didn’t answer and the sudden crestfallen expression really made him anxious. “Are you really alright, Baekhyunnie? Should we see the doctor or something?”
“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…”
sorry, need to stop here because.. well, LJ is being.. sweetie little mushroom ^_^#
( part 2)
( short version)
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 1/3
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.
~.~.~.~.~
Sometimes, he feels sorry for his friends sleeping in such a condition. But if he didn’t turn the heater a bit higher-well… no, much higher than normal people would have to be correct, he’d got shivered under his blanket. He had try to wear socks and jacket to spare his friends life, but it turns out bad, he couldn’t sleep at all because it wasn’t very comfortable to his liking. So, every night, Baekhyun would grimace apologetically to his friends before he tucked himself to bed, turned the heater on a very high digits and left his friends sleeping in sauna-like temperature.
He always thought that that such temperature is perfectly warm and never thought it was a little bit too hot for his bandmates, until in one interview, Chanyeol mentioned about it and the others agreed that Baekhyun’s “standard” for room temperature is too high than another people. It’s true that he tends to get cold so easily, but he never thought that it had become a trouble for his friends.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” He confronted Chanyeol once they got in the van when the interview was over, heading to some studio for rehearsal. Chanyeol patted his head and smiled,
“Because we understand you, that’s all.” The answer didn’t satisfied him at all, in fact, he felt stupid because he never paid attention to this situation before. Suddenly, he felt like a careless selfish brat who never give a damn of anyone else, maybe worse. And it’s bothering him, badly.
That was why, in the time after that interview, he always sets the heater in a standard room temperature for his friends’ sake. Kai asked why though, and Baekhyun would just shrugged his tiny shoulders and off to bed, wearing socks and jacket, and double blankets. And like how it was said before, it didn’t serves him well. But he kept this to himself, in attempt not to be a burden for his dear bandmates. But with a very thick jacket and double blankets, he barely could breathe. He felt his head spinning because all of those extra garments seemed to choked him in his sleep, cutting his air supply. He manage to laid still on his side though, didn’t want to make Chanyeol, whom he shared a bedroom with, got suspicious if he moves too much in desperation. Baekhyun had tried to wear only double blankets to reduced his suffering, but it wasn’t enough, he’d still shaking cold. At the end, he can’t do anything but tried his best to sleep in his very uncomfortable condition, causing him the worse insomnia ever. But still, he pretend to appeared like there was nothing, even though the lack of sleep started to eat his stamina and his color of living.
At first, no one had speak a word about the heater because everyone is so thankful that finally they could sleep without getting soaked by sweat. No one knows that Baekhyun had a sudden insomnia because he was good on covering it. Until a week later, Chanyeol was the first one who noticed his changes of mood and his pale face.
Everyone who close enough with Baekhyun would know, that the lead vocal of the EXO-K group is a very nice and sweet being. The kind of boy that’d always cute and would never get angry or ran out of smiles. He’s simply adorable to everybody. So, a liiiiittle change of behavior in him will spotted in no time. No, he wasn’t being snappy or PMS-ing or bitching around or something irritating… he was just being quiet, only being quiet. And it was enough to poked Chanyeol that something is wrong with his roommate.
“Don’t you think he’s been strange lately?” The tallest of the EXO-K members asked their leader. Suho didn’t even need to ask who; he wandered his glance to Baekhyun, who’s currently practicing his vocal with D.O in the studio.
“Yeah. He lets the heater low and his eyes get puffer from day to day and he wasn’t talk much. Ah, and Kyungsoo said his voice cracked often when they’re practicing.”
Cracked voice…. It couldn’t get any worse.
“Should we talk to him?” Chanyeol too, glanced to their object of conversation, worried. Suho turned to him, looked at him with a knowing smile,
“No, not ‘we’, Chanyeollie… YOU talk to him.” Suho patted Chanyeol’s arm lightly and walked away. Chanyeol vacantly stared at Suho’s back as the leader went back into the practice room to join Kai and Sehun. Then he realized that he’s been stood there for a good fifteen minutes, blank expression like he was lost. He looked up to see how Baekhyun’s doing in the studio and found that the other was also looking at him, almost vacuously, like he was staring through him. Chanyeol gave him a gentle smile, and when Baekhyun blinked slowly and smiled back, he knew that Baekhyun felt his apprehension.
Later that day, when six of them were about to dozed off, Chanyeol turned up the heater very high like Baekhyun used to set. And of course, Baekhyun was the one to protest.
“Turn it lower.” He said, frowning in disagreement. Even though it was only him and Baekhyun in that living room, Chanyeol could feel that the other 4 members were listening, wherever they might be, to their small arguments, anticipating.
“It’s fine, Baekhyunnie. We really are don’t mind.” He sighed softly when the frown on Baekhyun’s face got deeper.
“But I do! You could’ve just tell me right away instead of talked about it in interview.”
Chanyeol blinked, “So you’re mad about that…”
“No, Chanyeol, I’m not mad.” Baekhyun sighed, “You’ve made me realize that I wasn’t care enough to notice that you guys were burnt to death every night while I was all comfy under my blanket. And I’ve been wondering why I’d always find you sleeping on the living room sofa every morning, you know. I feel bad, Chanyeol…. really.”
“Well, you see, if we thought we couldn’t take it, we surely will voice it out. But we’re okay with it, you don’t need to feel bad at all.”
“But… but if you did that just because of me….”
“Of course we did that for you. It wasn’t a bad thing anyway. The high temperature, I mean.”
“But I made you sleep on the sofa! It’s not fair, okay? I don’t want to be spoiled by you, either.” Baekhyun crossed his arms on his front, decided to get stubborn.
Chanyeol shrugged, “We’re not. We’re doing this because we care. We’re brothers, aren’t we? We should take care of each other. And this is how we taking care of you. Now, would you please listen to me and go to bed? You’re tired, Baekhyunnie. You should listen to your voice, you’re rasping.”
Baekhyun’s face couldn’t get paler; he automatically touched his throat in horror.
“Oh my god… i-it is?” It would be a lie if he said it doesn’t matter, his voice, as a singer, is everything for him, for EXO too. Chanyeol smiled softly, starting to feel stiffly hot because of the ridiculous level of the heater. He didn’t want Baekhyun to noticed that his pores begun to ream open, about to changes his skin color into blushing pink.
“Come on, go to bed.” He practically pushed Baekhyun’s shoulders and shoved him into their bedroom,
“Wh-what about you? Are you-” Baekhyun still tried to argue even though they both know that their argument was over with 1-0 for Chanyeol.
“I’ll join you later,” Chanyeol lied; it was obvious, they both knew it. “Sleep tight, Baekhyunnie.” Then he closed the door.
Once he was sure that Baekhyun won’t comes out with another protest, he took his shirt off and dumped his slender body on the sofa, tried to stay motionless because his skin started to moisten with a thin sweat. Kai came out from his room, said nothing as he walked passed him, flapped his front T-shirt to fanned himself, heading to the kitchen. Seconds later, he walked back to his room with a bottle of cold water stuck under his jaw and mumbling singsong to Chanyeol before he closed his bedroom door,
“It’s sauna ti~~~me….”
~.~.~.~.~
Baekhyun stared down at the sofa where he found his tallest bandmate in EXO-K sleeping so soundly. His pretty lips formed a scrutiny big pouts as he watched a drop of sweat runs down Chanyeol’s temple. No matter how Chanyeol stated it, or how his friends said nothing about it, he thought it was still unfair for them. They can’t live like this forever, sleeping in such a killing heat. He really does feels sorry, if only he has a normal body condition like others….
The door behind him cracked open, and Sehun stumbled out the door unsteadily, with a visibly damp shirt and a slightly wet hair. He was all sweaty too.
“Morn’n Baek’hn-h’ng~” he murmured sleepily, rubbed his eyes and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. A minute later, a sound of pouring water from the shower was heard. Baekhyun sighed hard, gazing back to the shirtless, sleeping Chanyeol.
Last night was the first time he slept alone, noticeably. He knew that Chanyeol won’t came to bed with him, but he waits anyway. On the earlier time, the realization came to him, that Chanyeol would moved to the sofa in the living room after he fell asleep. And now, knowing that Chanyeol was practically leaving him in their bedroom alone by himself, it makes him sad. He never likes it, being abandoned. Moreover, he doesn’t like to sleep alone. Not after all this time, when he thought he was sharing a room with this dear friend of his. Somehow, he felt that he was left behind. And it hurts to know that it was all nobody’s fault but him.
Got really pissed to himself, he stomped down across the living room and turned off the heater-the sun is rising so heater won’t be necessary. Then he walked to the kitchen and grabbed some loafs, ate it plain without really tasting it.
“What’s with that face? On period?” D.O, like he was popped out from nowhere, took a sit in front of Baekhyun, startling him to the point where his breakfast could be a murder weapon, choked him die.
“Maybe I do need some period.” Baekhyun sighed heavily. D.O giggled, staring at him like he was the most amusing thing in the entire universe. “Now what’s with that face? Killing me with food was that funny to you?”
D.O leaned over and talked in a low, secretive tone, “When I feel cold, Baekhyun my friend, I’d ask Jongin to hold me.”
Heat started to creeping out Baekhyun’s pale cheeks, tainted him with a cute rosy blush. It’s not a secret among them that the brotherly-loves between Kai and D.O already went step ahead to an intense romance. But to hear their private business so bluntly like that still a bit out for Baekhyun.
“Why are you telling me that?” He didn’t even know why he had to feel jittery all of sudden. D.O’s small knowing giggled grew into a wicked chuckles.
“You could always ask him to cuddle you, you know. No one could be more willing than he is, if you ever wondering.” Baekhyun’s stomach churned, he avoid D.O’s eyes almost immediately when he saw that winning grin teased him.
Baekhyun cleared his throat, staring at a random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. “Who?”
“Body heat from others can warm you really quick, enough to make you feel like you’re having a fever.”
“I’ve read that somewere, I know.”
“Do you really want me to mention the name?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
D.O rolled his eyes, “It’s better if you just confess to him right now than making everyone in the house sleeping in hell, like literally, it’s baking hot we almost turned into muffins, Baekhyun. I can’t even sleep next to my boyfriend without getting boiled, and we’re kinda deprived. Have a pity on us, I beg you?”
Baekhyun couldn’t feel more awkward, too much information killing his appetite. “Confess what to who? Anyway, I’m not really sure if it works for my case. It’s not a common ‘feeling cold’, it’s my body malfunction system.”
“Aww… So you did thinking about it.”
“What?”
“Him, to cuddle you.”
“Him, who? Stop talking nonsense Kyungsoo, I don’t get any of your words.”
But D.O had no plan to stop, “You do understand why he always been there for you, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“You enjoy his affection, it’s obvious. You see how he’d lovingly do anything for you.”
“….” How Baekhyun really wanted to tell D.O just to drown himself in the bathtub, but sadly they only have showers in their dorm.
“Well, maybe the only moment he wasn’t there for you is when he couldn’t stand the heat and took the sofa rather than be with you in your bedroom.”
Baekhyun sealed his lips close, his stomach threatened to spill his breakfast back out. D.O knew way too much, and the fact that he never said anything, it was terrifying. He was pretty sure that he hides everything well-maybe.
“You should try it yourself to know if it works on you or not. But first you have to confess to him, it’s awkward when you ask for cuddle to a friend, isn’t it? Then, you don’t need to torture us with heater every night, forever.” D.O’s wide smile almost scared him.
“What on Earth, Kyungs-”
“Chanyeol,”
Baekhyun’s eyes widened, “Sh-”
“Morning, Kyungsoo,” A deep, lazy voice joined them in that kitchen, stopping Baekhyun to spilled whatever he wanted to blurt to D.O. Chanyeol, who already put his shirt back on, came to vision with a sleepy half-closed eyes, pulled a dining chair beside Baekhyun, then casually put an arm around his shoulders, “And good morning to you.” He said, smiling, rubbed his eyes trying to suppressed a yawn.
Baekhyun can’t help but smiled too, subconsciously proved D.O’s words that he DOES love every affections Chanyeol gave him. Then his eyes met D.O’s, who was smirking-happy that he got him busted. He quickly turn his gaze somewhere else, anywhere but D.O’s direction, as he felt a familiar heat crawling on his face.
Chanyeol eyes were on him again, examined him closely. “Are you okay, Baekhyun? You’re not having a fever, are you? You’re so warm…” his other hand started to fash him everywhere on his face and neck, checking his body temperature. And Baekhyun couldn’t help it when his body increasingly inflamed because, one: he was under D.O’s intensely glorious sneer, and two: because Chanyeol was caressing his cheek gently, commenting how blushing pink he was, ALSO under D.O’s intensely glorious sneer.
“I-I’m fine, Chanyeol. I’m not having a fever.” Baekhyun held off Chanyeol’s sweet touches and tried to keep him an arm lenght, but it was useless since he was wrapped in the other’s secure arm. He smiled reassurigly when Chanyeol gave him a doubtful stare.
Chanyeol stopped caressing Baekhyun’s face and shrugged, turn to D.O but didn’t remove his other arm from his roommate’s small shoulders. “Do we have any schedule today?” he asked D.O. D.O, who already put a normal expression on his face, shook his head. “Thank god… my back’s hurt.”
“You slept on the sofa, again.” D.O said, flatly.
“Ah, that’s…” Chanyeol took a quick glance on Baekhyun from ther corner of his eyes, “Fell asleep there, I guess…” There was a guilt in his voice. “Did you sleep well, Baekhyunnie?”
Baekhyun’s smiles lessened bit by bit when a remembrance came to him that he was really sad last night while he waits for Chanyeol, even though he knew that Chanyeol would choose to sleep outside.
“Baekhyun?” Chanyeol called, worried when Baekhyun didn’t answer and the sudden crestfallen expression really made him anxious. “Are you really alright, Baekhyunnie? Should we see the doctor or something?”
“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…”
sorry, need to stop here because.. well, LJ is being.. sweetie little mushroom ^_^#
( part 2)
( short version)