Baby you're so hot you make the equator look like the north pole.
Challenge: week three, challenge one
Pairing: baekyeol
Genre: domestic
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435 in total
Summary/Warnings: Working on dialog to prepare for the weekly challenge. Some quick baekyeol drabbles!
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The waitress set down two glasses of water on their table and pulled out a notepad and pen from the pouch on their waist. “What can I get for you guys today?”
Baekhyun easily flipped his menu closed, “The buttermilk pancakes, with bacon on the side please?”
The waitress nodded, clicked her pen, and jotted down a few things before looking up expectantly at Chanyeol.
“I, um, I have no idea.” Chanyeol furrowed his brows at the menu, flipping back and forth through pages.
“Just get bacon and eggs or something,” Baekhyun suggested, fiddling with the straw in his water glass.
“What kind of eggs do I want?”
Baekhyun raised a brow, “why are you asking me, just pick a style.”
“I don’t know any of the types though.”
“You’re ridiculous.” Baekhyun pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Well I’m sorry I don’t understand egg philosophy.” Chanyeol shut his menu and handed it to the waitress, “I’ll just have the same as him.”
“Egg philosophy?”
“Shut up.”
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“Hey, hey Baekhyun.” Chanyeol called as he marched into their shared room.
“Yes?” Baekhyun eyes stayed glued to the laptop screen, only 500 words left to go on his paper.
“Turn around.”
“No thanks.”
Chanyeol whined and waddled further into the room until he was standing a few feet behind the desk.
“Look what I found, Hyung. “
Baekhyun continued typing.
“Hyung.”
The keys clicked as his fingers rapidly fluttered across them.
“Hyung, hyung, Baekhyun, Hyung”
“What.” Baekhyun finally spun around only to be greeted with the sight of Chanyeol grinning stupidly, a ‘free hug coupon’ held between his fingers.
Baekhyun sighed loudly and turned back to the computer.
“Act right now and I’ll throw in a kiss too.”
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Chanyeol slid into the seat next to Baekhyun, sunglasses slipped over his eyes and cap turned sideways.
“Hey, baby, are you a light switch?”
Baekhyun narrowed his eyes.
“‘cause everytime I see you, you turn me on!”
Baekhyun turned back to the television. Chanyeol frowned.
“Uh, Oh! Are you a magician?”
This time Baekhyun didn’t even spare him a glance.
“...Abracadamn?”
The shorter boy raised an eyebrow at him, “Are you going to do this all-”
“Wait! I have another one!” Chanyeol covered Baekhyun’s mouth with a hand, causing his words to turn into muffles. “Okay...Okay.” He thought for a moment before getting on his knees at Baekhyun’s feet. Baekhyun’s eyes turned into baseballs.
“What are you-”
Chanyeol leaned over and tied Baekhyun’s undone shoelace. Baekhyun’s eyebrows furrowed. When Chanyeol met his questioning gaze he just smiled.
“I just don’t want you falling for anyone else.”
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Pairing: baekyeol
Genre: domestic
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435 in total
Summary/Warnings: Working on dialog to prepare for the weekly challenge. Some quick baekyeol drabbles!
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The waitress set down two glasses of water on their table and pulled out a notepad and pen from the pouch on their waist. “What can I get for you guys today?”
Baekhyun easily flipped his menu closed, “The buttermilk pancakes, with bacon on the side please?”
The waitress nodded, clicked her pen, and jotted down a few things before looking up expectantly at Chanyeol.
“I, um, I have no idea.” Chanyeol furrowed his brows at the menu, flipping back and forth through pages.
“Just get bacon and eggs or something,” Baekhyun suggested, fiddling with the straw in his water glass.
“What kind of eggs do I want?”
Baekhyun raised a brow, “why are you asking me, just pick a style.”
“I don’t know any of the types though.”
“You’re ridiculous.” Baekhyun pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Well I’m sorry I don’t understand egg philosophy.” Chanyeol shut his menu and handed it to the waitress, “I’ll just have the same as him.”
“Egg philosophy?”
“Shut up.”
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“Hey, hey Baekhyun.” Chanyeol called as he marched into their shared room.
“Yes?” Baekhyun eyes stayed glued to the laptop screen, only 500 words left to go on his paper.
“Turn around.”
“No thanks.”
Chanyeol whined and waddled further into the room until he was standing a few feet behind the desk.
“Look what I found, Hyung. “
Baekhyun continued typing.
“Hyung.”
The keys clicked as his fingers rapidly fluttered across them.
“Hyung, hyung, Baekhyun, Hyung”
“What.” Baekhyun finally spun around only to be greeted with the sight of Chanyeol grinning stupidly, a ‘free hug coupon’ held between his fingers.
Baekhyun sighed loudly and turned back to the computer.
“Act right now and I’ll throw in a kiss too.”
-
Chanyeol slid into the seat next to Baekhyun, sunglasses slipped over his eyes and cap turned sideways.
“Hey, baby, are you a light switch?”
Baekhyun narrowed his eyes.
“‘cause everytime I see you, you turn me on!”
Baekhyun turned back to the television. Chanyeol frowned.
“Uh, Oh! Are you a magician?”
This time Baekhyun didn’t even spare him a glance.
“...Abracadamn?”
The shorter boy raised an eyebrow at him, “Are you going to do this all-”
“Wait! I have another one!” Chanyeol covered Baekhyun’s mouth with a hand, causing his words to turn into muffles. “Okay...Okay.” He thought for a moment before getting on his knees at Baekhyun’s feet. Baekhyun’s eyes turned into baseballs.
“What are you-”
Chanyeol leaned over and tied Baekhyun’s undone shoelace. Baekhyun’s eyebrows furrowed. When Chanyeol met his questioning gaze he just smiled.
“I just don’t want you falling for anyone else.”
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