CHINGUX 2014: tell me if this is love (5/5) for coeurdelupine
← PART 4
"I'm going to destroy you," Kyungsoo grits through his teeth the next day. "I'm going to make your lives miserable."
Baekhyun just waves him off while Jongdae at least has the decency to look sorry.
"Oh would you relax already?" Baekhyun drawls out, sitting down on the couch with a sigh. "It's gonna be fine. He just needs some time."
"Yeah, time to think of a way to dump me politely," Kyungsoo groans and punches Baekhyun's arm. "This is all your fault." He punches Jongdae too, but he doesn't feel happy when the older cries out loud in pain.
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Two weeks pass and Kyungsoo's head is a mess.
Classes finished a few days ago and Kyungsoo is thankful he doesn't have to see Chanyeol anymore, focusing on studying for their finals. He eats lunch with Sehun and Jongin's friends for a change and stays away from his own, not wanting to give them the opportunity to meddle in his love life again.
He spends all of his time in the library, studying like he's never done before and tries to ignore the flashbacks of Chanyeol kissing him at Baekhyun's party.
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we need to talk Chanyeol texts him before their last final exam starts and Kyungsoo groans. come to my room after ure done.
Great. That's exactly what he needed right now. He turns his phone off and shoves it somewhere in his backpack, cursing under his breath as he makes his way over to the classroom, Baekhyun in toll.
"What happened?" Baekhyun asks and he sounds genuinely concerned. "Did you forget something?"
"Yeah to kill you and your little friend before my life turned upside down." Kyungsoo spits out and stops to lean his back against the wall, taking a deep breath to calm down.
"We didn't do anything!" Baekhyun protests with a squeak and Kyungsoo glares at him for a moment before he reaches out to tug on his ear. Too bad he's too busy trying not to die from too much stress to properly enjoy the pain he's causing to his so called best friend.
"Chanyeol wants to talk to me tonight. He told me to come over because 'we need to talk'," he hisses. "And he's going to tell me to fuck off. I know he will."
Baekhyun cups a hand over his ear and pouts, kicking Kyungsoo's shin as a payback. "He won't tell you to fuck off, don't be ridiculous."
"It sure as hell sounded like it in the message." Kyungsoo huffs, rubbing his face with his hands.
"You know what you should do?" Baekhyun says after a few minutes of silence. "Get him some flowers."
"What? Why?"
"I don't know, it seems like a situation that would require flowers," Baekhyun shrugs. "And who doesn't like flowers?"
"I don't. I don't even like the potted ones. I can barely keep them alive. Though cacti are kinda cute." Kyungsoo hums thoughtfully.
"Why am I not surprised you only like the dangerous kind with spikes and all that shit?" Baekhyun's face falls as he grimaces in distaste.
"And where will I find flowers at this time?" Kyungsoo continues talking, "It's too late to go buy some."
"You can order them," Baekhyun smacks the back of his head and Kyungsoo fixes him with a threatening glare. "They'll have them delivered to the school."
Kyungsoo thinks about it. Maybe he could get his father's assistant to help him out. He's already a pro with that after having to send flowers in his father's name everytime he had an argument with his girlfriends. Maybe Kyungsoo should give him a call. He's nice; he will definitely help him out.
Except Kyungsoo forgets all about the flowers and Chanyeol by the time the exam is over and Baekhyun drags him to the cafeteria for a late lunch. He helps Jongin with his English homework after he's done and jumps out of his seat once he remembers he was supposed to meet up with Chanyeol.
"I'm so sorry, Jongin, but I have to-I'll help you when I get back, I just have to do something first." Kyungsoo says quickly before he sprints out of his room barefoot and over to Chanyeol's room down the hall.
But just as he's about to knock on the door he realizes he didn't bring any flowers and he stops for a second, trying to think of some other nice gesture. Then it hits him-the garden downstairs! He can pick some flowers from there and get back before it's too late!
He starts running down the stairs and across the hallways packed with students, pushing through the crowd as he makes his way outside, not caring that the grass is wet and cold beneath his bare feet. There are only rose bushes in here and Kyungsoo curses loudly as the thorns dig into his hands painfully when he starts to break the stems. It stings and there's dirt all over his feet and his shirt is dirty too, sticking to his back from sweat.
He almost gets caught on his way back by the guard but he manages to escape from him, blending in with the crowd successfully, laughing when he manages to get the guy off his tail almost immediately. The bouquet looks absolutely horrible and half of the petals are missing by the time Kyungsoo makes it back upstairs and knocks on Chanyeol's door, trying to catch his breath.
Chanyeol's eyes widen as soon as he sees the state Kyungsoo's in and he immediately drags him over to the bathroom, making him sit down on the toilet seat while he rummages through the cabinets for the first aid kit. Chanyeol is silent the whole time and it makes Kyungsoo's stomach flip nervously.
"What's with the flowers?" Chanyeol asks after he's done wiping Kyungsoo's hands clean from the blood and dirt, gently swiping over the scratches with a wet towel.
"Baekhyun said this was a situation that required flowers," Kyungsoo says dumbly. "He said everyone loves flowers."
"You don't," Chanyeol comments offhandedly as he applies an antiseptic, and Kyungsoo's heart tightens painfully in his chest. Chanyeol is the only person who knows him so well; he's going to miss him so much. "And since when do you listen to Baekhyun? You know how evil he is."
There's a deep gash on his thumb and Chanyeol gently places a Pororo band-aid over it, careful not to hurt him. Kyungsoo's body is numb all over to feel anything.
"I don't know, I guess i panicked." Kyungsoo groans, completely mortified. He can't believe he actually listened to Baekhyun's advice and brought Chanyeol flowers! Chanyeol chuckles as he carefully inspects Kyungsoo's hands for other scrapes and wounds he might've missed and sets the metal box on the side. "This is the worst idea he's ever given me, and I'm counting the time he told me to go as a character from My Little Pony for Halloween last year."
"It was cute though," Chanyeol brings his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around them, placing his chin on top of them. "The gesture was nice even though it was originally satan's idea."
"You mean embarrassing." Kyungsoo feels like throwing himself under a bus.
"Well I liked it," Chanyeol shrugs, giving Kyungsoo a tiny smile. Kyungsoo smiles back and they sit like that in silence for a while, looking at each other until Kyungsoo mans up and finally starts talking.
"So, um about the thing you called me in for," he starts, clearing his throat. "I panicked earlier because I really didn't wanna fuck things up again. That's why I ended up listening to Baekhyun and did all of this. I just-the message sounded so serious and I know you called me here to turn me down, but just listen to me. Please." Chanyeol stares at him blankly but nods and looks down at his feet, as Kyungsoo continues. "I love you, Chanyeol. I think I've always loved you and I probably knew along on some subconscious level, but I'm sorry for being so fucking stupid. I got terrified when Baekhyun asked me whether I would date you and I just...fucked everything up."
"'Soo, I-" Chanyeol starts but Kyungsoo is quick to get down on the floor in front of Chanyeol to press a finger over his mouth.
"Please let me show you how much you mean to me," he whispers, brushing his thumb over Chanyeol's upper lip. He looks at Chanyeol, asking for permission and Chanyeol's eyes flutter as he nods, closing his eyes when Kyungsoo leans in and kisses him.
Chanyeol inhales sharply through his nose, pursing his lips against Kyungoo's own. Suddenly, Chanyeol's hands are tugging on his hair and he's pushing him back to deepen the kiss, to kiss him harder. The edge of the toilet bowl digs painfully against Kyungsoo's shoulders, but he ignores it, along with the thought of how gross and unsanitary that is.
They pull back and stare at each other as their chests heave, both of them trying to catch their breaths. Chanyeol leans his forehead against Kyungsoo's and starts to laugh against his mouth, wrapping his long arms around Kyungsoo's waist to hoist him off the tiled floor and in his lap.
"What's so funny?" Kyungsoo asks, confused.
"I can't believe you brought me flowers," Chanyeol wheezes and throws his head back in laughter, "I'll never let you live this down."
"Jerk." Kyungsoo huffs, still completely mortified at his own actions and pushes Chanyeol away from him and on the floor, getting up on his feet. "My completely borderline idiotic ideas are not to be made fun of, Park."
He's about to leave when Chanyeol grabs him by the ankles and makes him stumble forward a few steps before he loses his balance and falls on top of him. "Dude you have no idea how funny you looked standing there with a fucked up bouquet in your hands," Chanyeol breathes out in pain before he starts to cackle wildly again.
"You are a dick," Kyungsoo wriggles around in Chanyeol's hold, trying to set himself free. Chanyeol keeps laughing, even as he somehow manages to manhandle Kyungsoo over so he's back is pressed up against the tiled floor, Chanyeol hovering above him. When did he get so strong?! "Let me go!"
"You are so cute when you get pissed off," Chanyeol says after he's stopped laughing and leans down to press a kiss to the tip of Kyungsoo's nose. "I can't believe Do Kyungsoo the dark lord brought me flowers," Chanyeol chuckles again and Kyungsoo wraps his hands around his neck, pulling him down for a proper kiss.
"Shut up, Chanyeol." Kyungsoo breathes out before he kisses him.
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Kyungsoo can see Jongin and Sehun sitting all the way in the back with shit-eating grins on their faces, taking pictures of Kyungsoo with their phones. Kyungsoo glares at them, mouthing you're next, before he turns around, tugging on his gown in attempts to cool down. The summers here have always been incredibly hot and the stupid hats they were forced to wear aren't helping at all.
It's their graduation day, and quite honestly; Kyungsoo would be lying if he said the time spent in this school wasn't the best time he's ever had so far. He will miss high school and all the pranks they used to pull on others when they were in their freshmen year, all the fights they had with each other and their silly bets. Kyungsoo had all of his firsts in this stupid school, from the first time he kissed someone to the first time he fell in love.
Chanyeol is sitting next to him, secretly holding onto his hand and sneaking suspicious glances back at Jongin and Sehun, pulling him closer whenever Kyungsoo does the same. Baekhyun in on his other side and Jongdae is two rows ahead of them, sitting tall and proud next to his boyfriend, the valedictorian.
"I wanna come to their graduation next year," Kyungsoo says as he turns back to look fondly at his friends in the back. He's really going to miss them, especially having Jongin as a roommate. That kid managed to lie for his absences thousands of times throughout the years and always made sure to tuck him into bed whenever he would fall asleep with a book in his hands. "They would look so cute with their hats on, especially Sehun." Kyungsoo pushes on further and Chanyeol scoffs; seeing Chanyeol get jealous like this is very entertaining and Kyungsoo plans on playing with him for a very long time.
"He'd look like a rat wearing a ridiculous hat," Chanyeol says, nose up in the air and Kyungsoo swallows down a laugh.
"How long will it take you to finally start trusting the guy?" Kyungsoo asks amused.
"As long as it takes him to stop loving you." Chanyeol shrugs his shoulders and turns towards the stage where the principal has been giving a speech for the last twenty minutes.
Kyungsoo slips his fingers in between Chanyeol's and squeezes to get his attention. "He never loved me. There's nothing to worry about. He's just a friend." It takes a moment for Chanyeol to relax and squeeze back on Kyungsoo's hand. "Besides," Kyungsoo starts, making Chanyeol look just in time to see Sehun blush like crazy when Soojung and her friend come to join them. "I think he'll be fine."
"Well I say he's an idiot," Chanyeol huffs out in defeat. "How could he not love you? I mean-you're perfect."
"Don't be so disgusting, it's only ten o'clock." Kyungsoo says, acting like Chanyeol's words didn't make his heart melt in his chest.
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At the end Kyungsoo doesn’t get the scholarship he'd been hoping for. Instead, he decides to study business, along with Baekhyun and Jongdae while Chanyeol managed to persuade his parents to let him study science. Everything is like it was supposed to be-or as their parents had planned out for them years ago, more or less, except in this case; Kyungsoo is happy, even though the four of them will be together for a few more years, much to Kyungsoo's demise.
Business isn’t really his thing and his heart is still set on singing, but it’s alright. School isn’t so bad and studying has never been that much of a challenge for him, and the spark that lights up in Chanyeol’s eyes whenever someone teases Kyungsoo about his promising future as the CEO of his father’s company, makes it all bearable.
“You will have to wear suits all the time,” Chanyeol would whisper in his ear later while they’re alone, reaching out to place his hand on top of Kyungsoo’s. “And boss people around a lot, which you’re really good at. It's really hot.”
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After surviving their first semester at college, Kyungsoo and Chanyeol start a small band and play every other Saturday over at Minseok’s bar, and Kyungsoo is happy. It’s just a hobby and they rarely play their own songs, but it’s enough and he’s with Chanyeol, sitting next to him on the same makeshift stage, doing what he loves; just like they always said they would.
It doesn’t matter that he’s not doing it professionally, Kyungsoo thinks as he kisses his way up Chanyeol’s stomach, stopping to press his lips over the small freckle above his navel. It’s not how he does it or where, it’s who he does it with that matters. And they already have quite a good number of fans, so there’s also that.
He drags his teeth along Chanyeol’s collarbones before he kisses him, straddling his hips. Everything will be okay as long as he’s got Chanyeol by his side; Park Chanyeol-Do Kyungsoo’s best fucking friend in the entire universe, part time science student, part time bandmate and full time best slash worst boyfriend ever.
High school might be behind them but things are still pretty much the same. Baekhyun is still insufferable and Jongdae is still attached to his hip (when he’s not busy having sex over Skype with Junmyeon who went to college in Japan) and still makes them go to random frat parties in the middle of the night.
Kyungsoo gasps against Chanyeol’s lips when Chanyeol finally slides in, buried down to the hilt. The muscles in his thighs hurt as he tries to lift himself up, burning from last night when Chanyeol randomly decided it would be fun they tried out thigh fucking. Chanyeol grabs him by the hips and lifts him up, thrusting up as he brings Kyungsoo down. They find their rhythm eventually, and Kyungsoo feels bad for making Chanyeol do all the work, so he moves his hips in time with Chanyeol’s thrusts, both of them rocking together in perfect unison.
He buries his face in Chanyeol’s neck when he comes, splattering ropes of white all over their stomachs. Chanyeol holds him like he always does, rocking into him slowly so he could drag his orgasm out, gently stroking his hair. Chanyeol comes a few minutes later, pulling out of Kyungsoo’s hole when it becomes too much and Kyungsoo reaches out a hand behind his back to stroke Chanyeol to completion, spilling all over Kyungsoo’s lower back and Chanyeol’s thighs and the mattress underneath.
Chanyeol kisses him slowly, lazily, as they slump on the bed, both of them tired and sweaty and sticky, but it doesn’t matter. Chanyeol will take care of him like he always does, peck the tip of his nose and carry him over to the bathroom, pressing Kyungsoo against the tiled wall there as he kisses him some more, until they’re both out of breath and Kyungsoo’s heart starts to swell up in his chest from all the affection.
And as long as Kyungsoo has Chanyeol by his side, there isn’t anything else he needs in life.
"I'm going to destroy you," Kyungsoo grits through his teeth the next day. "I'm going to make your lives miserable."
Baekhyun just waves him off while Jongdae at least has the decency to look sorry.
"Oh would you relax already?" Baekhyun drawls out, sitting down on the couch with a sigh. "It's gonna be fine. He just needs some time."
"Yeah, time to think of a way to dump me politely," Kyungsoo groans and punches Baekhyun's arm. "This is all your fault." He punches Jongdae too, but he doesn't feel happy when the older cries out loud in pain.
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Two weeks pass and Kyungsoo's head is a mess.
Classes finished a few days ago and Kyungsoo is thankful he doesn't have to see Chanyeol anymore, focusing on studying for their finals. He eats lunch with Sehun and Jongin's friends for a change and stays away from his own, not wanting to give them the opportunity to meddle in his love life again.
He spends all of his time in the library, studying like he's never done before and tries to ignore the flashbacks of Chanyeol kissing him at Baekhyun's party.
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we need to talk Chanyeol texts him before their last final exam starts and Kyungsoo groans. come to my room after ure done.
Great. That's exactly what he needed right now. He turns his phone off and shoves it somewhere in his backpack, cursing under his breath as he makes his way over to the classroom, Baekhyun in toll.
"What happened?" Baekhyun asks and he sounds genuinely concerned. "Did you forget something?"
"Yeah to kill you and your little friend before my life turned upside down." Kyungsoo spits out and stops to lean his back against the wall, taking a deep breath to calm down.
"We didn't do anything!" Baekhyun protests with a squeak and Kyungsoo glares at him for a moment before he reaches out to tug on his ear. Too bad he's too busy trying not to die from too much stress to properly enjoy the pain he's causing to his so called best friend.
"Chanyeol wants to talk to me tonight. He told me to come over because 'we need to talk'," he hisses. "And he's going to tell me to fuck off. I know he will."
Baekhyun cups a hand over his ear and pouts, kicking Kyungsoo's shin as a payback. "He won't tell you to fuck off, don't be ridiculous."
"It sure as hell sounded like it in the message." Kyungsoo huffs, rubbing his face with his hands.
"You know what you should do?" Baekhyun says after a few minutes of silence. "Get him some flowers."
"What? Why?"
"I don't know, it seems like a situation that would require flowers," Baekhyun shrugs. "And who doesn't like flowers?"
"I don't. I don't even like the potted ones. I can barely keep them alive. Though cacti are kinda cute." Kyungsoo hums thoughtfully.
"Why am I not surprised you only like the dangerous kind with spikes and all that shit?" Baekhyun's face falls as he grimaces in distaste.
"And where will I find flowers at this time?" Kyungsoo continues talking, "It's too late to go buy some."
"You can order them," Baekhyun smacks the back of his head and Kyungsoo fixes him with a threatening glare. "They'll have them delivered to the school."
Kyungsoo thinks about it. Maybe he could get his father's assistant to help him out. He's already a pro with that after having to send flowers in his father's name everytime he had an argument with his girlfriends. Maybe Kyungsoo should give him a call. He's nice; he will definitely help him out.
Except Kyungsoo forgets all about the flowers and Chanyeol by the time the exam is over and Baekhyun drags him to the cafeteria for a late lunch. He helps Jongin with his English homework after he's done and jumps out of his seat once he remembers he was supposed to meet up with Chanyeol.
"I'm so sorry, Jongin, but I have to-I'll help you when I get back, I just have to do something first." Kyungsoo says quickly before he sprints out of his room barefoot and over to Chanyeol's room down the hall.
But just as he's about to knock on the door he realizes he didn't bring any flowers and he stops for a second, trying to think of some other nice gesture. Then it hits him-the garden downstairs! He can pick some flowers from there and get back before it's too late!
He starts running down the stairs and across the hallways packed with students, pushing through the crowd as he makes his way outside, not caring that the grass is wet and cold beneath his bare feet. There are only rose bushes in here and Kyungsoo curses loudly as the thorns dig into his hands painfully when he starts to break the stems. It stings and there's dirt all over his feet and his shirt is dirty too, sticking to his back from sweat.
He almost gets caught on his way back by the guard but he manages to escape from him, blending in with the crowd successfully, laughing when he manages to get the guy off his tail almost immediately. The bouquet looks absolutely horrible and half of the petals are missing by the time Kyungsoo makes it back upstairs and knocks on Chanyeol's door, trying to catch his breath.
Chanyeol's eyes widen as soon as he sees the state Kyungsoo's in and he immediately drags him over to the bathroom, making him sit down on the toilet seat while he rummages through the cabinets for the first aid kit. Chanyeol is silent the whole time and it makes Kyungsoo's stomach flip nervously.
"What's with the flowers?" Chanyeol asks after he's done wiping Kyungsoo's hands clean from the blood and dirt, gently swiping over the scratches with a wet towel.
"Baekhyun said this was a situation that required flowers," Kyungsoo says dumbly. "He said everyone loves flowers."
"You don't," Chanyeol comments offhandedly as he applies an antiseptic, and Kyungsoo's heart tightens painfully in his chest. Chanyeol is the only person who knows him so well; he's going to miss him so much. "And since when do you listen to Baekhyun? You know how evil he is."
There's a deep gash on his thumb and Chanyeol gently places a Pororo band-aid over it, careful not to hurt him. Kyungsoo's body is numb all over to feel anything.
"I don't know, I guess i panicked." Kyungsoo groans, completely mortified. He can't believe he actually listened to Baekhyun's advice and brought Chanyeol flowers! Chanyeol chuckles as he carefully inspects Kyungsoo's hands for other scrapes and wounds he might've missed and sets the metal box on the side. "This is the worst idea he's ever given me, and I'm counting the time he told me to go as a character from My Little Pony for Halloween last year."
"It was cute though," Chanyeol brings his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around them, placing his chin on top of them. "The gesture was nice even though it was originally satan's idea."
"You mean embarrassing." Kyungsoo feels like throwing himself under a bus.
"Well I liked it," Chanyeol shrugs, giving Kyungsoo a tiny smile. Kyungsoo smiles back and they sit like that in silence for a while, looking at each other until Kyungsoo mans up and finally starts talking.
"So, um about the thing you called me in for," he starts, clearing his throat. "I panicked earlier because I really didn't wanna fuck things up again. That's why I ended up listening to Baekhyun and did all of this. I just-the message sounded so serious and I know you called me here to turn me down, but just listen to me. Please." Chanyeol stares at him blankly but nods and looks down at his feet, as Kyungsoo continues. "I love you, Chanyeol. I think I've always loved you and I probably knew along on some subconscious level, but I'm sorry for being so fucking stupid. I got terrified when Baekhyun asked me whether I would date you and I just...fucked everything up."
"'Soo, I-" Chanyeol starts but Kyungsoo is quick to get down on the floor in front of Chanyeol to press a finger over his mouth.
"Please let me show you how much you mean to me," he whispers, brushing his thumb over Chanyeol's upper lip. He looks at Chanyeol, asking for permission and Chanyeol's eyes flutter as he nods, closing his eyes when Kyungsoo leans in and kisses him.
Chanyeol inhales sharply through his nose, pursing his lips against Kyungoo's own. Suddenly, Chanyeol's hands are tugging on his hair and he's pushing him back to deepen the kiss, to kiss him harder. The edge of the toilet bowl digs painfully against Kyungsoo's shoulders, but he ignores it, along with the thought of how gross and unsanitary that is.
They pull back and stare at each other as their chests heave, both of them trying to catch their breaths. Chanyeol leans his forehead against Kyungsoo's and starts to laugh against his mouth, wrapping his long arms around Kyungsoo's waist to hoist him off the tiled floor and in his lap.
"What's so funny?" Kyungsoo asks, confused.
"I can't believe you brought me flowers," Chanyeol wheezes and throws his head back in laughter, "I'll never let you live this down."
"Jerk." Kyungsoo huffs, still completely mortified at his own actions and pushes Chanyeol away from him and on the floor, getting up on his feet. "My completely borderline idiotic ideas are not to be made fun of, Park."
He's about to leave when Chanyeol grabs him by the ankles and makes him stumble forward a few steps before he loses his balance and falls on top of him. "Dude you have no idea how funny you looked standing there with a fucked up bouquet in your hands," Chanyeol breathes out in pain before he starts to cackle wildly again.
"You are a dick," Kyungsoo wriggles around in Chanyeol's hold, trying to set himself free. Chanyeol keeps laughing, even as he somehow manages to manhandle Kyungsoo over so he's back is pressed up against the tiled floor, Chanyeol hovering above him. When did he get so strong?! "Let me go!"
"You are so cute when you get pissed off," Chanyeol says after he's stopped laughing and leans down to press a kiss to the tip of Kyungsoo's nose. "I can't believe Do Kyungsoo the dark lord brought me flowers," Chanyeol chuckles again and Kyungsoo wraps his hands around his neck, pulling him down for a proper kiss.
"Shut up, Chanyeol." Kyungsoo breathes out before he kisses him.
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Kyungsoo can see Jongin and Sehun sitting all the way in the back with shit-eating grins on their faces, taking pictures of Kyungsoo with their phones. Kyungsoo glares at them, mouthing you're next, before he turns around, tugging on his gown in attempts to cool down. The summers here have always been incredibly hot and the stupid hats they were forced to wear aren't helping at all.
It's their graduation day, and quite honestly; Kyungsoo would be lying if he said the time spent in this school wasn't the best time he's ever had so far. He will miss high school and all the pranks they used to pull on others when they were in their freshmen year, all the fights they had with each other and their silly bets. Kyungsoo had all of his firsts in this stupid school, from the first time he kissed someone to the first time he fell in love.
Chanyeol is sitting next to him, secretly holding onto his hand and sneaking suspicious glances back at Jongin and Sehun, pulling him closer whenever Kyungsoo does the same. Baekhyun in on his other side and Jongdae is two rows ahead of them, sitting tall and proud next to his boyfriend, the valedictorian.
"I wanna come to their graduation next year," Kyungsoo says as he turns back to look fondly at his friends in the back. He's really going to miss them, especially having Jongin as a roommate. That kid managed to lie for his absences thousands of times throughout the years and always made sure to tuck him into bed whenever he would fall asleep with a book in his hands. "They would look so cute with their hats on, especially Sehun." Kyungsoo pushes on further and Chanyeol scoffs; seeing Chanyeol get jealous like this is very entertaining and Kyungsoo plans on playing with him for a very long time.
"He'd look like a rat wearing a ridiculous hat," Chanyeol says, nose up in the air and Kyungsoo swallows down a laugh.
"How long will it take you to finally start trusting the guy?" Kyungsoo asks amused.
"As long as it takes him to stop loving you." Chanyeol shrugs his shoulders and turns towards the stage where the principal has been giving a speech for the last twenty minutes.
Kyungsoo slips his fingers in between Chanyeol's and squeezes to get his attention. "He never loved me. There's nothing to worry about. He's just a friend." It takes a moment for Chanyeol to relax and squeeze back on Kyungsoo's hand. "Besides," Kyungsoo starts, making Chanyeol look just in time to see Sehun blush like crazy when Soojung and her friend come to join them. "I think he'll be fine."
"Well I say he's an idiot," Chanyeol huffs out in defeat. "How could he not love you? I mean-you're perfect."
"Don't be so disgusting, it's only ten o'clock." Kyungsoo says, acting like Chanyeol's words didn't make his heart melt in his chest.
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At the end Kyungsoo doesn’t get the scholarship he'd been hoping for. Instead, he decides to study business, along with Baekhyun and Jongdae while Chanyeol managed to persuade his parents to let him study science. Everything is like it was supposed to be-or as their parents had planned out for them years ago, more or less, except in this case; Kyungsoo is happy, even though the four of them will be together for a few more years, much to Kyungsoo's demise.
Business isn’t really his thing and his heart is still set on singing, but it’s alright. School isn’t so bad and studying has never been that much of a challenge for him, and the spark that lights up in Chanyeol’s eyes whenever someone teases Kyungsoo about his promising future as the CEO of his father’s company, makes it all bearable.
“You will have to wear suits all the time,” Chanyeol would whisper in his ear later while they’re alone, reaching out to place his hand on top of Kyungsoo’s. “And boss people around a lot, which you’re really good at. It's really hot.”
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After surviving their first semester at college, Kyungsoo and Chanyeol start a small band and play every other Saturday over at Minseok’s bar, and Kyungsoo is happy. It’s just a hobby and they rarely play their own songs, but it’s enough and he’s with Chanyeol, sitting next to him on the same makeshift stage, doing what he loves; just like they always said they would.
It doesn’t matter that he’s not doing it professionally, Kyungsoo thinks as he kisses his way up Chanyeol’s stomach, stopping to press his lips over the small freckle above his navel. It’s not how he does it or where, it’s who he does it with that matters. And they already have quite a good number of fans, so there’s also that.
He drags his teeth along Chanyeol’s collarbones before he kisses him, straddling his hips. Everything will be okay as long as he’s got Chanyeol by his side; Park Chanyeol-Do Kyungsoo’s best fucking friend in the entire universe, part time science student, part time bandmate and full time best slash worst boyfriend ever.
High school might be behind them but things are still pretty much the same. Baekhyun is still insufferable and Jongdae is still attached to his hip (when he’s not busy having sex over Skype with Junmyeon who went to college in Japan) and still makes them go to random frat parties in the middle of the night.
Kyungsoo gasps against Chanyeol’s lips when Chanyeol finally slides in, buried down to the hilt. The muscles in his thighs hurt as he tries to lift himself up, burning from last night when Chanyeol randomly decided it would be fun they tried out thigh fucking. Chanyeol grabs him by the hips and lifts him up, thrusting up as he brings Kyungsoo down. They find their rhythm eventually, and Kyungsoo feels bad for making Chanyeol do all the work, so he moves his hips in time with Chanyeol’s thrusts, both of them rocking together in perfect unison.
He buries his face in Chanyeol’s neck when he comes, splattering ropes of white all over their stomachs. Chanyeol holds him like he always does, rocking into him slowly so he could drag his orgasm out, gently stroking his hair. Chanyeol comes a few minutes later, pulling out of Kyungsoo’s hole when it becomes too much and Kyungsoo reaches out a hand behind his back to stroke Chanyeol to completion, spilling all over Kyungsoo’s lower back and Chanyeol’s thighs and the mattress underneath.
Chanyeol kisses him slowly, lazily, as they slump on the bed, both of them tired and sweaty and sticky, but it doesn’t matter. Chanyeol will take care of him like he always does, peck the tip of his nose and carry him over to the bathroom, pressing Kyungsoo against the tiled wall there as he kisses him some more, until they’re both out of breath and Kyungsoo’s heart starts to swell up in his chest from all the affection.
And as long as Kyungsoo has Chanyeol by his side, there isn’t anything else he needs in life.