Drabble Dump #1
Laughing at how i struggle to put kaiyeol in every single one... they complete me (*^u^*)
Title: flutters of the heart
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Sehun/Yixing (Sexing)
Length: drabble, 948w
Rating: G
Summary: Yixing doesn't like playgrounds but he likes Sehun?
Yixing thinks this is ridiculous. He doesn't understand why he has to accompany his little sister to the playground when he has a physics test to ace and calculus homework to submit. Mrs Lee has always had this grudge against transfer students. Many tend to think that just because he's from another country, he's automatically smarter.
"Look, just because I'm chinese, it doesn't mean my grades are good okay. Now take that stereotype and shove it." Those are the things he would tell his best friend, Jongdae.
He curses as he pushes the door and the summer heat gets to him. He's dressed in a simple tank top and a comfortable pair of joggers. His sister, Fei, clings onto his arm, tugging at her brother to hurry up. Yixing huffs but quickly walks anyway. It's not that he hates his sister or anything, it's just that he doesn't quite like the playground. Toddlers and screaming kids, laughing at the top of their voices and when it's time to go home, the place will be replaced with cries of reluctance. That has to be the worst part of it all. Yixing brings his physics notes and calculus homework along in his rucksack, he figures it will be good to multi task.
"Yixing ge! You can let go now, I'll be careful." Fei laughs and Yixing ruffles her hair affectionately. He settles on a wooden bench near the slide. Whipping out his physics notes, he starts to skim through newton's laws. He plugs in his earpiece to kill the children's laughter and screams.
Yixing was halfway through the dynamics chapter when a certain figure catches his attention. That familiar lanky form, soft pink hair and that face. It was Oh Sehun from Calculus class. He was well known for his stoic expression and aloof demeanor. Yixing was surprised to find none of the both on the boy currently. He skips into the park with a little boy by his side. His eyes formed half moons and he looks jubilant. Yixing decides that oh sehun with a pleasant smile on his face was definitely better than oh Sehun with that deep crease of a frown on his forehead. Yixing looks away before Sehun notices him staring. He takes out his earpiece, finding himself unfocused. He takes out calculus homework instead and start on the first question.
He was on the fifth question when he hears familiar wailing. He looks up and was surprised to find Fei limping towards him with the aid of a boy.
"Gege, my knee's bleeding. It h-hurts..." She whines in between sobs.
"Yah, what did I tell you about being safe?" Yixing quickly reprimands his sister before fishing out a packet of plasters from his bag. He cleans the wound before pasting a hello kitty band-aid on the cut. The boy next to Fei starts to pat her back as comfort and Yixing can't help but break into a huge grin. It was too cute for words.
"Sungbin-ah! Why are you here? I've been looking for you everywhere!" Sehun suddenly comes up to the boy next to Fei and Yixing looks down to avoid his gaze.
"I'm sorry hyung. Fei was hurt so I brought her to her brother." He points towards Yixing and he has no choice but to smile and timidly wave. Sehun gives him a small smile.
"Ge, can we play at the sand pit? I won't get hurt this time!" Fei begs with pleading eyes and although yixing was reluctant at first, he eventually lets her go.
After Sungbin and Fei left, Yixing was left with a really awkward Sehun next to him on the bench.
"You're Yixing right? We have calculus together." Yixing nods, his heart beating unusually fast when Sehun smiles again sweetly.
"Is Sungbin your brother?"
"Yes, but I don't get to spend a lot of time with him. Our parents divorced last year and I'm with my dad. But he comes over to visit sometimes." Yixing almost hates himself for asking that question.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Sehun shakes his head lightly, eyes transfixed onto the beautiful fountain behind the playground.
"Don't be. It's better like this. At least Sungbin doesn't have to listen to them quarrel about the smallest things." Yixing nods again, fingers playing with the edge of his calculus worksheet.
"You bring calculus homework, to the playground..." Sehun shoots him a judging look before laughing whole heartedly and Yixing loses himself to the ringing yet pleasant sound of his laughter. Sehun abruptly stands up and offers his hand. Yixing looks at him with clueless written all over his face.
"Lets go and have fun. We can play the swings!" Sehun offers and yixing chooses not to believe that this was oh Sehun from calculus class. In school he was always so dull and boring, even his voice was monotonous. But now, his personality is colorful, his eyes crinkle with mirth and Yixing could even notice a little lisp whenever he talks. He takes his hand as they head for the swings.
It was a fruitful day in the end. From the swings, they ended up in an ice cream shop nearby that Yixing frequents.
"Thank you for today. You're not as boring as I expected Sehun-ah."
"And you're not as smart as I expected too Yixing."
"I'll see you in school."
"Yeah. Oh and you should probably check the receipt for the ice cream." Sehun yells and yixing digs into his back pocket.
' We should hang out again hyung. Lunch tomorrow? - Sehun ' beneath that, Sehun leaves his number and Yixing goes home smiling so much that Fei gets scared and calls him a lunatic.
Title: Undisclosed
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Chanyeol/Kai (Chankai)
Length: 1.4k
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Hushed whispers. Chaste kisses. Sneaky glances.
Nobody notices. Nobody but me.
It is clear in his big round eyes that he cares for Jongin. It is clear in the way he talks to the boy in silvery undertones compared to his usual loud tone. It is clear that all he wants to do is protect him, to keep him safe. Yet nobody sees the sincerity in his eyes, the softness of his voice and the invisible yet inviolable shroud he has over the younger male. Nobody sees but me.
We’re in the living room, with no schedule today, we all agreed to a day in, watching movies. Sehun chooses a classic comedy. Everyone has their eyes glued on to the movie, immersed deep in the entertaining plot. Well, everyone except me and him. He has his eyes set on the curve of Jongin’s lips when he smiles, a hand coming up to rest on his own chest, almost afraid if someone could hear his heart hammering whenever Jongin laughs. His own mouth quirking into a soft smile when Jongin asks him, “Hey this show is funny isn’t it?” with crescent-like eyes. He responds with a nod and blushes hotly when Jongin rests his head on his shoulder. I can’t help but giggle at how he turns into putty under Jongin’s touch.
Everyone’s still absorbed in the movie, Suho’s loud guffaw startles a stirring Jongin, by his lover’s side. He hushes the loud leader and tells everyone he’s going to carry Jongin back into the room. Nobody says anything as he gently carries the sleeping boy in his arms, bridal style. He lays him down in bed, taking in everything; his scrunched eyebrows, his plump lips, his cute nose.
“Good night Jongin-ah.” He kisses him on the forehead, ruffling his hair a little.
“I love you.” Jongin mumbles almost incoherently before tossing to the other side.
“I love you too.” He really does. With all of his heart. With all the bones in his body. With all the cells he’s made of. He loves and treasures Jongin.
But nobody knows. Nobody but me.
-
We’re on the way to the Incheon Airport. We’re flying off to Bangkok for our latest album promotions.
“I hate plane rides.” Baekhyun whines, shifting to the other side of the van, making space for other members to squeeze in. Yixing playfully punches him in the arm, mumbling something along the lines of “Be thankful” and “At least we’re not cycling to Suvarnabhumi Airport.” He is looking out of the window. No, this time he’s not looking at Jongin. He’s counting the number of red cars passing by, the number of pedestrians waiting for the green light, he’s got his head in the clouds, but his gaze fixed outside. Jongin’s seated next to him, revising some Thai words with Luhan so that he can better interact with the fans later on. The fingers of his left hand, caress Jongin’s knuckles lightly and with Jongdae and Baekhyun belting out Justin Bieber’s One time, nobody notices when Jongin squeezes his hand in return, flashing a cheeky grin to the man he loves. Nobody notices. Nobody but me.
The security is tighter than usual, I realized, when we reached the airport. As per normal, we have our fans, screaming and on their toes, just to get a glimpse of us. Kris towered over me and kept an arm around my shoulders to guide me through the crowd. As I was pretty petite in size, I looked like a dwarf standing next to a giant but I had to admit, Kris sure knows how to fuel the fangirl’s needs. They practically screeched when he slipped an arm around me. I avert my attention to Jongin who’s clinging on to Sehun’s arm. He is being extra cautious this time, watching his step and never loosening his grip on Sehun. It has the fangirls shouting in glee and a whole lot of clicks and flashes from cameras. I look behind and see him. He’s alone at the back, trailing behind Luhan. His hand grasps tightly on to his necklace. That necklace. It’s a small rectangular metal piece. I’m puzzled why no one notices the familiar triangle at the centre of the necklace. It’s one out of twelve exo logos. It was the teleportation sign. Jongin’s sign. No one notices it but me.
-
We’re back in Seoul now, halfway through a photoshoot. I try my best to stay still as the coordi noonas reapply powder on to my face, dusting red hues on to the apples of my cheeks. He is beside me this time. He’s getting eyeliner done. It was a masculine-themed photoshoot. He stands up and shifts to the set. He will be ditching his shirt for this photoshoot, clad in only tight skinny jeans and a wife-beater. He has dryer-blown bed hair and he sports a stoic expression as he gazes into the camera almost effortlessly. The photographer shot him a thumbs up before calling the next person up. He’s chugging down a bottle of evian as one of the staff asks about his opinion on his own shots. He cracks his neck and suddenly I hear nervous clearing of the throat. Jongin’s beside me, eyes practically boring holes into him. His eyes greedily taking in his sinewy arms, the way the jeans compliment his never ending legs and his solid chest. Jongin was probably stripping him silly in his head. But suddenly the director calls for a break and everyone’s scurrying to the table where the food is laid out. Well everyone except Jongin and him. Jongin practically runs up to him and whispers something in his ear, which turns him fire engine red. They rush to the restrooms doing god knows what. But nobody saw them. Nobody but me.
-
“Soo, you really not going with us?” Tao digs his chin in the crook of my neck from behind. I shook my head, eyes not leaving the interesting novel I was reading. It was a cliched romance story, a little too cheesy for my liking but it was on sale, so, why not?
“Alright, Jongin, Sehun and Yeol are staying in as well. I’m going, bye!” Tao yells from the door. The dorm was peaceful and quiet. I placed the hardback novel onto the shelf and decided to head to get some rest. I padded to my shared room with Sehun and was a little startled to see Sehun on the study desk, head on the table, pencil in hand, a little drool coming out from his mouth. Poor thing. He must’ve fallen asleep while working on his sketches. I kept his materials and woke him up gently to get him to sleep on the bed. He threw himself on the bed and shortly after that he’s snoring lightly. I laugh a little at the boy before trying to get a wink of sleep myself.
But I find myself tossing and turning. Jongin’s laughter was loud and Chanyeol’s voice was keeping me awake. I get up and stormed to their room, anger coursing through my veins. I was so ready to barge in and scream at them, probably threatening not to cook ramen for them ever again. But I ended up doing none of them.
The door to their shared room was ajar. I peeked in and was surprised. Chanyeol and Jongin were playing video games. Jongin’s in his lap and Chanyeol has his arms around him, both of them frantically tapping the buttons of the game console.
“I won! Again? Oh my god, you suck at this so bad.” Chanyeol teases, laughing throatily at Jongin. The younger crosses his arms and pouts.
“I- I was letting you win okay, fuck off.” Jongin scowls and Chanyeol laughs again, this time, hugging him from the back and nuzzling his neck. Jongin tries to keep the scowl on his face but fails and ends up laughing crazily when Chanyeol tickles his ribs. The laughter eventually died down and Jongin’s facing Chanyeol, thumb rubbing at his necklace. Chanyeol takes the opportunity and kisses him.
Slowly, I stepped away from the room. I’ve seen enough for today. Gracing a small smile on my lips, I walked back to my room.
Jongin and Chanyeol. They’ve always tried to keep it a secret but I’ve always noticed it. The worry in Jongin’s eyes when Chanyeol isn’t on time for practice. The blush on his cheeks whenver Chanyeol praises him in interviews. The way he looks at his lips as if he wants to kiss the life out of them. Oh, I’ve seen them all. Jongin and Chanyeol thinks no one notices. Well that’s partially right because nobody knows of their intimate relationship.
Well, except for me.
Title: Beside You
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Sehun/Baekhyun (Sebaek)/ Ninja!Kaiyeol (as always OTL)
Length: oneshot/drabble?, 1.5k
Rating: PG? (language)
Summary: Sehun loves his boyfriend and all his insecurities. (Prom!AU too LOL)
Sehun has his hair styled up, the way Baekhyun likes it. His black tuxedo forming a pleasant contrast to his alabaster skin. His Armani cufflinks shone under the light. He has a newly-lit cigarette in between his lips and expensive cologne sprayed all over his body. It was prom night and it will be one of those special nights because it’s the first time he’s ever went to any of such events. Sehun fidgets uncomfortabl y in his tapered pants, swearing discreetly at how tight they were.
“Wow, you clean up well,” a familiar voice makes him turn his back.
“Your’re pretty spiffed up yourself,” he murmurs, exhaling rings of smoke into the air. He drinks in the sight of his boyfriend in a similar tuxedo, the only difference was his baby blue bowtie which he had personally picked for him last week.
“That cigarette has to go though,” Baekhyun slips an arm around his waist, a hand coming up to remove the cigarette from his lips. He carelessly throws it on the floor and stubs it out with a step, before pressing their lips together.
“Mm, much better,” Baekhyun laughs when they pull back, eyes crinkling with mirth. Sehun wants to kiss him all night.
“Oh, and please tell me you have mints though. I won’t make out with you if you taste like tar and rat poop.” Baekhyun quips, making gagging sounds. Sehun only glares and tells him to get in the car or they’ll be late. But he doesn’t miss the blush on Baekhyun’s cheeks when he opens the car door for him.
-
“Holy shit, Chanyeol came with Jongin.”
“I know right! Like I totally thought he was with Kyungsoo though…”
“Same tbh! FYI, I made out with Kyungsoo last week,”
“No way! Spill hon!”
Sehun’s playing with his paper cup of fruit punch, watching as the liquid sloshes around in the cup. Baekhyun was busy gossiping with Jongdae aka the school’s grapevine. Honestly, Sehun doesn’t like Jongdae one bit. He’s unapproachable, rude and fucking caustic. But he is also Baekhyun’s best friend. Ah, the sacrifices he makes for his boyfriend. Sehun sips from his cup, eyes scanning the school hall. The prom committee definitely outdid themselves for this year. The hall was well decorated with streamers and balloons. Since they were from a boys’ school, gay couples weren’t uncommon. Sehun raises his cup at Jongin and Chanyeol who seem to be enjoying the night, hands tightly holding on to one another. Sehun thinks it’s really cute that they’re the friends-turned-something-more couple.
“Baby? Are you looking at other men!” He feels familiar arms around his waist and warm breath tickling his ear. Baekhyun is pouting and Sehun wants to kiss that pout off his face, smooth the frown on his forehead and plant kisses all over his cute face. But he can’t do that. Teachers are on chaperone duty tonight. So definitely no hanky panky or PDA.
“What if I am though?” Sehun teases, playfully pinching his boyfriend’s nose before tucking his hair behind his ear. Pretty, he whispers, mostly to himself but Baekhyun heard it as well and and flushes deep red. He punches Sehun’s chest playfully.
“You wouldn’t dare!” He mocks anger, pinching Sehun’s cheek. He grimaces in pain before chuckling at his boyfriend. He rests his forehead on the shorter male’s. Baekhyun smiles up to him sweetly.
“I-“
Beep.
They hear the whistle and immediately pulled back from each other, as though scalded by hot water. Mr. Lee’s staring at them in disapproval and gestures for them to move away from each other.
Fucking Chaperone Duty.
Sehun hears Chanyeol jeering loudly, even hollering a “Boo! Cockblock!”, before Jongin rushes to cover his mouth with his palm. Sehun laughs loudly, slapping his knee in glee. Baekhyun follows soon after because his boyfriend’s laughter was simply infectious.
“More punch?” Sehun asks after a while, taking Baekhyun’s empty cup from his hand. He nods, muttering a small thanks in return.
Sehun’s queuing for the punch when he sees the entrance to the hall. The familiar hallway. The red lockers. He smiles.
Two years ago
Sehun’s rushing to get to third period before the bell rings but before that he has to get to his god damn locker which was at the other side of the hallway. But suddenly he feels himself falling to the floor head landing first. His books were strewn all over and his head’s throbbing in pain.
“Ah shit!”
“I’m sorry!”
Both of them say at the same time. Sehun slowly gets up, eyeing the smaller male. He has soft brown hair and was wearing thick, black-rimmed glasses. He quickly picks up the boy’s stuff and hands it to him, before gathering his own things.
“M’sorry about that, I don’t usually collide with people in hallways.” Sehun guffaws, offering a hand to the boy, helping him up.
“Me too actually. I’m Baekhyun by the way!” He laughs and Sehun likes the way his mouth quirks up. He extends a hand out to Sehun and he gladly gives it a firm shake.
“I’m Sehun. Oh Sehun.” Baekhyun smiles, glasses sliding down his nose slightly, and pulls his hand back. Sehun doesn’t question the buzzing feeling it left behind and also the hammering in his heart.
The bell rings and Sehun groans before dashing to class.
-
“There you are! I thought you were lost or something,” Baekhyun waves, patting the empty seat next to him. Sehun places the cup in front of him with a shrug.
“Are you really cheating on me though?” Baekhyun asks, voice strained. Sehun splutters on his drink.
“What are you going on about? What did Jongdae tell you this time?” His eyebrows furrow in frustration. Baekhyun shakes his head, fiddling with his thumbs.
“He said nothing… It’s just that- Well you’re always so reclusive. Always so quiet sometimes I doubt if you even like spending time with me- Ah, just forget it. I’m sorry for doubting you. Just forget it. Hmm?” Baekhyun plasters on a fake smile to reassure him but Sehun’s obviously not convinced. He doesn’t get it. He can’t seem to understand why Baekhyun gets so insecure when it comes to relationships.
“Hey, do you want to go to the rooftop?”
“W-what? Now?”
Sehun nods.
“Okay, let’s just hope we don’t get caught.”
As if, Sehun scoffs and Baekhyun punches him in the arm.
-
The wind was extra strong that night and Sehun wishes he had brought his coat. No, not for himself but for Baekhyun. He gets cold easily.
1 week into their friendship.
"Hyung, how do you do this question?" Sehun huffs, so close to giving up on this stupid algebraic equation. When he hears no response, he tries again.
"Baek-hyung?" He peers over to Baekhyun as was shocked.
"Hyung, are you alright?" Baekhyun was hugging his own small frame, warming his hands once in a while by rubbing them together.
"Hyung, lets not study at the library anymore okay?" With that, Sehun packs his things before keeping Baekhyun's stuff too.
-
He wraps his arms around the smaller male.
"Cold?" Sehun whispers in his ear and Baekhyun nods in return, leaning into his back-hug.
They were sitting on the floor of the roof top, Baekhyun seated comfortably in Sehun's lap. Sehun plants a kiss on his boyfriend's temple.
"Sehunnie?" Baekhyun whispers. He hums in response, hand rubbing Baekhyun's arm in attempt to keep him warm.
"Thanks for having faith in us. For having faith in me." Sehun freezes. Baekhyun turns to face Sehun and he cups his face with his palms.
“It’s just that, people like you don’t fall for people like me. There’s only so much luck a person can have and god, I don’t deserve you. I’m too stupid. And I’m just not good enough.”
“You have to stop putting yourself down like that, because even if you’re stupid, careless and agonizingly annoying, I’m still here aren’t I? And this is where I’ll stay.”
Their eyes meet and Sehun can feel himself turning into putty under his scrutinizing gaze. He leans in, licking his lips a little before pressing his thin lips onto Baekhyun's plump ones. He feels Baekhyun tug his hand towards his chest.
"Do you feel that? Can you feel that?" Baekhyun finally says when they pull back, panting into each other's mouth.
"My heart's racing so much. Every kiss with you...is just like a first kiss. Just like our first kiss. Our's." Baekhyun's rambling a lot and Sehun just yanks him down, lips meeting once again. Sehun places Baekhyun's hand on his chest and they kiss again, until both of them get breathless and have to pull back for air.
"You... You have the same effect on me too, Baekhyun. You do." Sehun rests their foreheads together, whispering the words on to Baekhyun's lips.
"I love you" Baekhyun presses a kiss on to his forehead and Sehun's smiling so hard because, god, he loves Baekhyun so much.
"I love you too. So much Baekhyun." Sehun smiles before connecting their lips once again.
-
"Wow your lips are swollen as fuck." Sehun chuckles, pointing towards Baekhyun.
"Shut up. Your's are swollen too dumb ass." Baekhyun glares before pinching Sehun in the arm playfully. He grimaces in pain, rubbing the spot lightly.
"So feisty!"
"Yeah but you love me anyway."
"True though." Sehun slips an arm around Baekhyun and the shorter male looks around before pressing a chaste kiss on his jawline.
"Love you."
"Me too." Sehun pecks him on the cheek.
Beep.
Sehun groans.
Fuck Chaperone Duty.
Title: Sparks fly
Pairing: krishun/ninja!kaiyeol
Length: 1.8k
Rating: g
"Well fine then, I'll watch it alone." Sehun tries his best to make Jongin feel as guilty as possible. What kind of a friend forgets about a weekly routine they've been doing since forever? Jongin apologizes for the umpteenth time, even volunteering to buy the tickets and popcorn for next week's movie. Sehun grunts in response and simply hangs up. Now what? He has an extra ticket and also an extra popcorn coupon. Watching a movie alone couldn't possibly be so bad right? , he thinks inwardly, chewing on his lower lip. He's on the way to the cinema, scuffing his feet boyishly. It was a Christmas movie and they were supposed to watch it together but Jongin just had to accompany Chanyeol to buy Christmas gifts.
"This is like the only time I get to spend a day with him..." Sehun recalls Jongin's incessant pleading when he called just now.
"Hate to break it up to you but you guys do go to the same school are in the same basket ball team," Sehun deadpans, making Jongin groan over the phone.
Dumb lover boy, he mutters under his breath. And since he wasn't looking, he accidentally knocks into someone, forehead colliding with the back of the stranger's head.
"Ow, what even-" The stranger's hand immediately shoots up to rub at the sore spot and he turns around and Sehun's mouth goes dry. He has piercings, sehun notices, on both ears, black studs on his earlobes and silver rings on the helix of his right ear. He has dark eyes that drive Sehun into a stupor. His lips were pressed into a thin line and Sehun wonders what his smile looks like.
"Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't looking." Sehun snaps out of his daze and bows apologetically. The stranger's grimace slowly changes into a small grin. Gums. His smile was full of gums, Sehun takes a quick note.
"It's fine," he runs a hand through his hair and Sehun wonders how those blonde locks would feel in between his fingers but the thought left his mind as soon as it came crashing in.
"Actually, I'm kinda lost. I'm not from around here, only here to spend my Christmas break. I'm trying to get to the cinema but I really can't find it." Hie pouts and his brows furrow in frustration and Sehun laughs a little. His pout slowly dissipates into a full grin when he realizes how stupid he probably sounds.
"I'm sorta heading there too, wanna go together? I'm Sehun by the way." Sehun extends his hand and the stranger shakes it firmly. Sehun wills for his heartbeat to slow down from the fleeting touch.
"I'm Wufan. Alright, lead the way please your majesty?" He playfully curtsies and Sehun's laughing again.
His heart beat never did slow down.
-
"What movie are you watching?" Wufan asks as they entered the cinema.
"The Nutcracker." Sehun replies and Wufan nods.
"Are you watching alone?" He asks again and Sehun shrugs.
"I guess so, my friend ditched me for his crush. What a loser." Wufan's laughing and Sehun loses himself to the crinkles of his eyes and his wide mouth. Sehun suddenly remembers about the extra ticket.
"Hey actually I have an extra ticket, do you want to watch with me or something? Uhm, I mean if you want to? Not forcing you or anything!" Sehun laughs nervously when he realizes how desperate he sounds. Wufan must think of him as a try-hard or something. He scratches the back of his neck and fidgets on the spot.
Wufan smiles and Sehun's getting giddy.
"Of course, Sehun. Let me get the popcorn." He replies and turns to the snack bar. Sehun's grin is so wide as he relishes in the way his name rolls off the other's tongue. He runs after Wufan when he recalls the popcorn coupon he has in his pocket.
-
Sehun thinks this is a bad idea. Wufan is a complete stranger. He had just watched a movie with a complete stranger. Well okay perhaps an acquaintance. But other than his race and his age, Sehun doesn't know much about him and is rather reluctant to press on. It tickles him though, how comfortable he is with Wufan and how easily they can converse with each other. They just seem to click. The fact that Wufan doesn't even look a slight bit dubious, made him happy too.
"Hey, thanks for the movie!" Wufan has an arm around his shoulder, giving it a warm squeeze. Sehun can only smile in response. Is this goodbye? I don't want it to be though, he bites his lower lip out of habit when he's feeling disquieted.
"I'm starving. Do you know of any places selling good food?" Wufan looks at him hopefully, rubbing his belly. Ah, he's driving me up the wall, Sehun thinks.
"There are a couple of restaurants in the mall. But the waffle place sells amazing waffles." He replies with a thumbs up to emphasize his point.
Wufan chuckles and Sehun's focused on the way his Adam apple bobs. He shakes his head quickly, willing for the image to go away.
"I guess this is goodbye?" Sehun asks timidly, eyes fixed to the ground.
"Who's gonna get me to waffle place then?" Sehun swears he sees Wufan pout.
"The mall is right there! And there's a directory too..." He points to the building in front of them.
"But I want you to come with me though. Please?" Wufan's grabbing his arm, effectively dragging him to the mall with him. That leaves him with no choice. Right?
-
They were in a heated squabble about waffle toppings when Sehun spots a familiar figure. Kim freaking Jongin.
He wants to turn back and sprint off, leaving Wufan to eat waffles alone but suddenly, Wufan's holding on to his hand.
"Park Chanyeol?" He hollers loud and clear, causing a few people to turn their heads. Huh? Wufan knows Chanyeol? Sehun has no time to think as he's being tugged by Wufan to the other direction.
"Wufan!" Chanyeol yells equally loud and Sehun wants to disappear into thin air just to avoid the scrutinizing gazes of random shoppers. Jongin has one eyebrow raised in confusion when Wufan practically runs up to them, Sehun in tow.
After a while of explaining, it turns out that Chanyeol as Wufan were cousins. Sehun's still having difficulty digesting it all but he enjoys the pained expression on Jongin's face when Chanyeol suggests they should all eat together. They sit at a small table, Jongin directly in front of him and Wufan beside him. While Chanyeol and Jongin have their heads close together, both picking something from the menu, Wufan taps him on the shoulder.
"Hey does this mean Jongin's the friend that ditched you for his crush?" His breath tickles Sehun's ear. Wufan pulls back, a smug smile on his face. Sehun clears his throat and nods.
"They do look good together though, I mean look!" He leans in to whisper again and this time when Sehun looks up, he smiles. They really do. Chanyeol's resting his head on Jongin's shoulder as they continue to pick something from the menu. Sehun wants to point out the color of jongin's cheeks but he would have to pass this time.
"So, Kris when are you going back to Canada?" Chanyeol asks, chomping on his blueberry waffles. Canada? Sehun hopes the disappointment in his eyes isn't too obvious.
"I hope never." Wufan laughs, picking at his waffles with a fork.
“You don’t even like Canada, your parents should’ve taken me instead!” Chanyeol laughs, slapping his knee. Sehun doesn’t think its funny though, and shoots a bewildered look to Jongin who mouths the word “same” in return.
“Yeah and my parents would’ve have a huge fit because you’re probably one of the worst nephews they have.”
“Yah! I’m the only nephew they have okay,”
“Exactly.”
Despite Chanyeol’s excessive whining, everyone continued to have a good time. Wufan was really funny and witty and Sehun feels himself falling a little deeper with every tiny brush of the arms and with every laugh then comes out from Wufan’s mouth.
Jongin and Chanyeol ordered a strawberry smoothie and Jongin insists that they have separate straws. But it sorta defeats the purpose when Chanyeol drinks with the two straws in his mouth.
"Chanyeol that's uncivilized." Jongin smacks him on the arm and chanyeol laughs. Sehun spots the tinge of pink on Jongin's cheeks when he drinks from his straw.
-
An hour later everyone's bidding their goodbyes and Sehun gives Jongin a wink when Chanyeol offers him a ride home.
"Hey, let me walk you home." Wufan offers and Sehun really wants to say no but his head failed him, giving the other a small nod.
To get to Sehun's apartment they would have to jaywalk. Sehun's an expert at this as he does it on a daily basis. He was about to cross when he feels Wufan entangling their fingers together. Sehun wants to scream in joy because oh god, an attractive chinese male is holding his hand. He raises their hands and smiles.
"Back in Canada, everyone holds hands when crossing roads just to be safe." Wufan explains with a dorky grin. Sehun's smile flickers a little but he proceeds anyway.
After crossing the road, Wufan didn't let go of his hand and who's Sehun to complain?
"Here's okay, thanks for walking me home." Sehun looks at the apartment in front of them. He reluctantly pulls his hand away from Wufan's warm grip. He ignores the buzz it left behind. Sehun turns his back, ready to enter the building when he feels Wufan grab his arm. Sehun eyes Wufan's grip on his elbow and the other promptly releases.
He runs a hand through his hair and Sehun wants to caress those locks more than before now.
"Um Sehun, I really want to see you again. I want to get to know you better. Well the reason is because um -” Sehun presses his lips against the taller male’s.
"You like me? Well I like you too..." Sehun sees Wufan's smile stretch so wide and he pulls the boy in for a hug. Sehun pulls away after realizing one horrifying fact.
"But... You'll be leaving for Canada later? What if I don't get to see you again." Sehun asks softly, almost afraid for the answer.
"Truth is, I'll be moving in with Chanyeol this Christmas. He doesn't know. Well it's supposed to be a surprise anyway. So I'm never going back there again. Don't worry." Wufan envelops him in another hug and ruffles his hair affectionately.
Sehun has never felt so happy before, his heart's going to spontaneously combust.
"Oh and by the way... We don't really do that in Canada." Wufan has this sheepish grin on his face and Sehun wants to punch it off.
"Knew it. You little flirt."
Title: flutters of the heart
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Sehun/Yixing (Sexing)
Length: drabble, 948w
Rating: G
Summary: Yixing doesn't like playgrounds but he likes Sehun?
Yixing thinks this is ridiculous. He doesn't understand why he has to accompany his little sister to the playground when he has a physics test to ace and calculus homework to submit. Mrs Lee has always had this grudge against transfer students. Many tend to think that just because he's from another country, he's automatically smarter.
"Look, just because I'm chinese, it doesn't mean my grades are good okay. Now take that stereotype and shove it." Those are the things he would tell his best friend, Jongdae.
He curses as he pushes the door and the summer heat gets to him. He's dressed in a simple tank top and a comfortable pair of joggers. His sister, Fei, clings onto his arm, tugging at her brother to hurry up. Yixing huffs but quickly walks anyway. It's not that he hates his sister or anything, it's just that he doesn't quite like the playground. Toddlers and screaming kids, laughing at the top of their voices and when it's time to go home, the place will be replaced with cries of reluctance. That has to be the worst part of it all. Yixing brings his physics notes and calculus homework along in his rucksack, he figures it will be good to multi task.
"Yixing ge! You can let go now, I'll be careful." Fei laughs and Yixing ruffles her hair affectionately. He settles on a wooden bench near the slide. Whipping out his physics notes, he starts to skim through newton's laws. He plugs in his earpiece to kill the children's laughter and screams.
Yixing was halfway through the dynamics chapter when a certain figure catches his attention. That familiar lanky form, soft pink hair and that face. It was Oh Sehun from Calculus class. He was well known for his stoic expression and aloof demeanor. Yixing was surprised to find none of the both on the boy currently. He skips into the park with a little boy by his side. His eyes formed half moons and he looks jubilant. Yixing decides that oh sehun with a pleasant smile on his face was definitely better than oh Sehun with that deep crease of a frown on his forehead. Yixing looks away before Sehun notices him staring. He takes out his earpiece, finding himself unfocused. He takes out calculus homework instead and start on the first question.
He was on the fifth question when he hears familiar wailing. He looks up and was surprised to find Fei limping towards him with the aid of a boy.
"Gege, my knee's bleeding. It h-hurts..." She whines in between sobs.
"Yah, what did I tell you about being safe?" Yixing quickly reprimands his sister before fishing out a packet of plasters from his bag. He cleans the wound before pasting a hello kitty band-aid on the cut. The boy next to Fei starts to pat her back as comfort and Yixing can't help but break into a huge grin. It was too cute for words.
"Sungbin-ah! Why are you here? I've been looking for you everywhere!" Sehun suddenly comes up to the boy next to Fei and Yixing looks down to avoid his gaze.
"I'm sorry hyung. Fei was hurt so I brought her to her brother." He points towards Yixing and he has no choice but to smile and timidly wave. Sehun gives him a small smile.
"Ge, can we play at the sand pit? I won't get hurt this time!" Fei begs with pleading eyes and although yixing was reluctant at first, he eventually lets her go.
After Sungbin and Fei left, Yixing was left with a really awkward Sehun next to him on the bench.
"You're Yixing right? We have calculus together." Yixing nods, his heart beating unusually fast when Sehun smiles again sweetly.
"Is Sungbin your brother?"
"Yes, but I don't get to spend a lot of time with him. Our parents divorced last year and I'm with my dad. But he comes over to visit sometimes." Yixing almost hates himself for asking that question.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Sehun shakes his head lightly, eyes transfixed onto the beautiful fountain behind the playground.
"Don't be. It's better like this. At least Sungbin doesn't have to listen to them quarrel about the smallest things." Yixing nods again, fingers playing with the edge of his calculus worksheet.
"You bring calculus homework, to the playground..." Sehun shoots him a judging look before laughing whole heartedly and Yixing loses himself to the ringing yet pleasant sound of his laughter. Sehun abruptly stands up and offers his hand. Yixing looks at him with clueless written all over his face.
"Lets go and have fun. We can play the swings!" Sehun offers and yixing chooses not to believe that this was oh Sehun from calculus class. In school he was always so dull and boring, even his voice was monotonous. But now, his personality is colorful, his eyes crinkle with mirth and Yixing could even notice a little lisp whenever he talks. He takes his hand as they head for the swings.
It was a fruitful day in the end. From the swings, they ended up in an ice cream shop nearby that Yixing frequents.
"Thank you for today. You're not as boring as I expected Sehun-ah."
"And you're not as smart as I expected too Yixing."
"I'll see you in school."
"Yeah. Oh and you should probably check the receipt for the ice cream." Sehun yells and yixing digs into his back pocket.
' We should hang out again hyung. Lunch tomorrow? - Sehun ' beneath that, Sehun leaves his number and Yixing goes home smiling so much that Fei gets scared and calls him a lunatic.
Title: Undisclosed
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Chanyeol/Kai (Chankai)
Length: 1.4k
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Hushed whispers. Chaste kisses. Sneaky glances.
Nobody notices. Nobody but me.
It is clear in his big round eyes that he cares for Jongin. It is clear in the way he talks to the boy in silvery undertones compared to his usual loud tone. It is clear that all he wants to do is protect him, to keep him safe. Yet nobody sees the sincerity in his eyes, the softness of his voice and the invisible yet inviolable shroud he has over the younger male. Nobody sees but me.
We’re in the living room, with no schedule today, we all agreed to a day in, watching movies. Sehun chooses a classic comedy. Everyone has their eyes glued on to the movie, immersed deep in the entertaining plot. Well, everyone except me and him. He has his eyes set on the curve of Jongin’s lips when he smiles, a hand coming up to rest on his own chest, almost afraid if someone could hear his heart hammering whenever Jongin laughs. His own mouth quirking into a soft smile when Jongin asks him, “Hey this show is funny isn’t it?” with crescent-like eyes. He responds with a nod and blushes hotly when Jongin rests his head on his shoulder. I can’t help but giggle at how he turns into putty under Jongin’s touch.
Everyone’s still absorbed in the movie, Suho’s loud guffaw startles a stirring Jongin, by his lover’s side. He hushes the loud leader and tells everyone he’s going to carry Jongin back into the room. Nobody says anything as he gently carries the sleeping boy in his arms, bridal style. He lays him down in bed, taking in everything; his scrunched eyebrows, his plump lips, his cute nose.
“Good night Jongin-ah.” He kisses him on the forehead, ruffling his hair a little.
“I love you.” Jongin mumbles almost incoherently before tossing to the other side.
“I love you too.” He really does. With all of his heart. With all the bones in his body. With all the cells he’s made of. He loves and treasures Jongin.
But nobody knows. Nobody but me.
-
We’re on the way to the Incheon Airport. We’re flying off to Bangkok for our latest album promotions.
“I hate plane rides.” Baekhyun whines, shifting to the other side of the van, making space for other members to squeeze in. Yixing playfully punches him in the arm, mumbling something along the lines of “Be thankful” and “At least we’re not cycling to Suvarnabhumi Airport.” He is looking out of the window. No, this time he’s not looking at Jongin. He’s counting the number of red cars passing by, the number of pedestrians waiting for the green light, he’s got his head in the clouds, but his gaze fixed outside. Jongin’s seated next to him, revising some Thai words with Luhan so that he can better interact with the fans later on. The fingers of his left hand, caress Jongin’s knuckles lightly and with Jongdae and Baekhyun belting out Justin Bieber’s One time, nobody notices when Jongin squeezes his hand in return, flashing a cheeky grin to the man he loves. Nobody notices. Nobody but me.
The security is tighter than usual, I realized, when we reached the airport. As per normal, we have our fans, screaming and on their toes, just to get a glimpse of us. Kris towered over me and kept an arm around my shoulders to guide me through the crowd. As I was pretty petite in size, I looked like a dwarf standing next to a giant but I had to admit, Kris sure knows how to fuel the fangirl’s needs. They practically screeched when he slipped an arm around me. I avert my attention to Jongin who’s clinging on to Sehun’s arm. He is being extra cautious this time, watching his step and never loosening his grip on Sehun. It has the fangirls shouting in glee and a whole lot of clicks and flashes from cameras. I look behind and see him. He’s alone at the back, trailing behind Luhan. His hand grasps tightly on to his necklace. That necklace. It’s a small rectangular metal piece. I’m puzzled why no one notices the familiar triangle at the centre of the necklace. It’s one out of twelve exo logos. It was the teleportation sign. Jongin’s sign. No one notices it but me.
-
We’re back in Seoul now, halfway through a photoshoot. I try my best to stay still as the coordi noonas reapply powder on to my face, dusting red hues on to the apples of my cheeks. He is beside me this time. He’s getting eyeliner done. It was a masculine-themed photoshoot. He stands up and shifts to the set. He will be ditching his shirt for this photoshoot, clad in only tight skinny jeans and a wife-beater. He has dryer-blown bed hair and he sports a stoic expression as he gazes into the camera almost effortlessly. The photographer shot him a thumbs up before calling the next person up. He’s chugging down a bottle of evian as one of the staff asks about his opinion on his own shots. He cracks his neck and suddenly I hear nervous clearing of the throat. Jongin’s beside me, eyes practically boring holes into him. His eyes greedily taking in his sinewy arms, the way the jeans compliment his never ending legs and his solid chest. Jongin was probably stripping him silly in his head. But suddenly the director calls for a break and everyone’s scurrying to the table where the food is laid out. Well everyone except Jongin and him. Jongin practically runs up to him and whispers something in his ear, which turns him fire engine red. They rush to the restrooms doing god knows what. But nobody saw them. Nobody but me.
-
“Soo, you really not going with us?” Tao digs his chin in the crook of my neck from behind. I shook my head, eyes not leaving the interesting novel I was reading. It was a cliched romance story, a little too cheesy for my liking but it was on sale, so, why not?
“Alright, Jongin, Sehun and Yeol are staying in as well. I’m going, bye!” Tao yells from the door. The dorm was peaceful and quiet. I placed the hardback novel onto the shelf and decided to head to get some rest. I padded to my shared room with Sehun and was a little startled to see Sehun on the study desk, head on the table, pencil in hand, a little drool coming out from his mouth. Poor thing. He must’ve fallen asleep while working on his sketches. I kept his materials and woke him up gently to get him to sleep on the bed. He threw himself on the bed and shortly after that he’s snoring lightly. I laugh a little at the boy before trying to get a wink of sleep myself.
But I find myself tossing and turning. Jongin’s laughter was loud and Chanyeol’s voice was keeping me awake. I get up and stormed to their room, anger coursing through my veins. I was so ready to barge in and scream at them, probably threatening not to cook ramen for them ever again. But I ended up doing none of them.
The door to their shared room was ajar. I peeked in and was surprised. Chanyeol and Jongin were playing video games. Jongin’s in his lap and Chanyeol has his arms around him, both of them frantically tapping the buttons of the game console.
“I won! Again? Oh my god, you suck at this so bad.” Chanyeol teases, laughing throatily at Jongin. The younger crosses his arms and pouts.
“I- I was letting you win okay, fuck off.” Jongin scowls and Chanyeol laughs again, this time, hugging him from the back and nuzzling his neck. Jongin tries to keep the scowl on his face but fails and ends up laughing crazily when Chanyeol tickles his ribs. The laughter eventually died down and Jongin’s facing Chanyeol, thumb rubbing at his necklace. Chanyeol takes the opportunity and kisses him.
Slowly, I stepped away from the room. I’ve seen enough for today. Gracing a small smile on my lips, I walked back to my room.
Jongin and Chanyeol. They’ve always tried to keep it a secret but I’ve always noticed it. The worry in Jongin’s eyes when Chanyeol isn’t on time for practice. The blush on his cheeks whenver Chanyeol praises him in interviews. The way he looks at his lips as if he wants to kiss the life out of them. Oh, I’ve seen them all. Jongin and Chanyeol thinks no one notices. Well that’s partially right because nobody knows of their intimate relationship.
Well, except for me.
Title: Beside You
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Sehun/Baekhyun (Sebaek)/ Ninja!Kaiyeol (as always OTL)
Length: oneshot/drabble?, 1.5k
Rating: PG? (language)
Summary: Sehun loves his boyfriend and all his insecurities. (Prom!AU too LOL)
Sehun has his hair styled up, the way Baekhyun likes it. His black tuxedo forming a pleasant contrast to his alabaster skin. His Armani cufflinks shone under the light. He has a newly-lit cigarette in between his lips and expensive cologne sprayed all over his body. It was prom night and it will be one of those special nights because it’s the first time he’s ever went to any of such events. Sehun fidgets uncomfortabl y in his tapered pants, swearing discreetly at how tight they were.
“Wow, you clean up well,” a familiar voice makes him turn his back.
“Your’re pretty spiffed up yourself,” he murmurs, exhaling rings of smoke into the air. He drinks in the sight of his boyfriend in a similar tuxedo, the only difference was his baby blue bowtie which he had personally picked for him last week.
“That cigarette has to go though,” Baekhyun slips an arm around his waist, a hand coming up to remove the cigarette from his lips. He carelessly throws it on the floor and stubs it out with a step, before pressing their lips together.
“Mm, much better,” Baekhyun laughs when they pull back, eyes crinkling with mirth. Sehun wants to kiss him all night.
“Oh, and please tell me you have mints though. I won’t make out with you if you taste like tar and rat poop.” Baekhyun quips, making gagging sounds. Sehun only glares and tells him to get in the car or they’ll be late. But he doesn’t miss the blush on Baekhyun’s cheeks when he opens the car door for him.
-
“Holy shit, Chanyeol came with Jongin.”
“I know right! Like I totally thought he was with Kyungsoo though…”
“Same tbh! FYI, I made out with Kyungsoo last week,”
“No way! Spill hon!”
Sehun’s playing with his paper cup of fruit punch, watching as the liquid sloshes around in the cup. Baekhyun was busy gossiping with Jongdae aka the school’s grapevine. Honestly, Sehun doesn’t like Jongdae one bit. He’s unapproachable, rude and fucking caustic. But he is also Baekhyun’s best friend. Ah, the sacrifices he makes for his boyfriend. Sehun sips from his cup, eyes scanning the school hall. The prom committee definitely outdid themselves for this year. The hall was well decorated with streamers and balloons. Since they were from a boys’ school, gay couples weren’t uncommon. Sehun raises his cup at Jongin and Chanyeol who seem to be enjoying the night, hands tightly holding on to one another. Sehun thinks it’s really cute that they’re the friends-turned-something-more couple.
“Baby? Are you looking at other men!” He feels familiar arms around his waist and warm breath tickling his ear. Baekhyun is pouting and Sehun wants to kiss that pout off his face, smooth the frown on his forehead and plant kisses all over his cute face. But he can’t do that. Teachers are on chaperone duty tonight. So definitely no hanky panky or PDA.
“What if I am though?” Sehun teases, playfully pinching his boyfriend’s nose before tucking his hair behind his ear. Pretty, he whispers, mostly to himself but Baekhyun heard it as well and and flushes deep red. He punches Sehun’s chest playfully.
“You wouldn’t dare!” He mocks anger, pinching Sehun’s cheek. He grimaces in pain before chuckling at his boyfriend. He rests his forehead on the shorter male’s. Baekhyun smiles up to him sweetly.
“I-“
Beep.
They hear the whistle and immediately pulled back from each other, as though scalded by hot water. Mr. Lee’s staring at them in disapproval and gestures for them to move away from each other.
Fucking Chaperone Duty.
Sehun hears Chanyeol jeering loudly, even hollering a “Boo! Cockblock!”, before Jongin rushes to cover his mouth with his palm. Sehun laughs loudly, slapping his knee in glee. Baekhyun follows soon after because his boyfriend’s laughter was simply infectious.
“More punch?” Sehun asks after a while, taking Baekhyun’s empty cup from his hand. He nods, muttering a small thanks in return.
Sehun’s queuing for the punch when he sees the entrance to the hall. The familiar hallway. The red lockers. He smiles.
Two years ago
Sehun’s rushing to get to third period before the bell rings but before that he has to get to his god damn locker which was at the other side of the hallway. But suddenly he feels himself falling to the floor head landing first. His books were strewn all over and his head’s throbbing in pain.
“Ah shit!”
“I’m sorry!”
Both of them say at the same time. Sehun slowly gets up, eyeing the smaller male. He has soft brown hair and was wearing thick, black-rimmed glasses. He quickly picks up the boy’s stuff and hands it to him, before gathering his own things.
“M’sorry about that, I don’t usually collide with people in hallways.” Sehun guffaws, offering a hand to the boy, helping him up.
“Me too actually. I’m Baekhyun by the way!” He laughs and Sehun likes the way his mouth quirks up. He extends a hand out to Sehun and he gladly gives it a firm shake.
“I’m Sehun. Oh Sehun.” Baekhyun smiles, glasses sliding down his nose slightly, and pulls his hand back. Sehun doesn’t question the buzzing feeling it left behind and also the hammering in his heart.
The bell rings and Sehun groans before dashing to class.
-
“There you are! I thought you were lost or something,” Baekhyun waves, patting the empty seat next to him. Sehun places the cup in front of him with a shrug.
“Are you really cheating on me though?” Baekhyun asks, voice strained. Sehun splutters on his drink.
“What are you going on about? What did Jongdae tell you this time?” His eyebrows furrow in frustration. Baekhyun shakes his head, fiddling with his thumbs.
“He said nothing… It’s just that- Well you’re always so reclusive. Always so quiet sometimes I doubt if you even like spending time with me- Ah, just forget it. I’m sorry for doubting you. Just forget it. Hmm?” Baekhyun plasters on a fake smile to reassure him but Sehun’s obviously not convinced. He doesn’t get it. He can’t seem to understand why Baekhyun gets so insecure when it comes to relationships.
“Hey, do you want to go to the rooftop?”
“W-what? Now?”
Sehun nods.
“Okay, let’s just hope we don’t get caught.”
As if, Sehun scoffs and Baekhyun punches him in the arm.
-
The wind was extra strong that night and Sehun wishes he had brought his coat. No, not for himself but for Baekhyun. He gets cold easily.
1 week into their friendship.
"Hyung, how do you do this question?" Sehun huffs, so close to giving up on this stupid algebraic equation. When he hears no response, he tries again.
"Baek-hyung?" He peers over to Baekhyun as was shocked.
"Hyung, are you alright?" Baekhyun was hugging his own small frame, warming his hands once in a while by rubbing them together.
"Hyung, lets not study at the library anymore okay?" With that, Sehun packs his things before keeping Baekhyun's stuff too.
-
He wraps his arms around the smaller male.
"Cold?" Sehun whispers in his ear and Baekhyun nods in return, leaning into his back-hug.
They were sitting on the floor of the roof top, Baekhyun seated comfortably in Sehun's lap. Sehun plants a kiss on his boyfriend's temple.
"Sehunnie?" Baekhyun whispers. He hums in response, hand rubbing Baekhyun's arm in attempt to keep him warm.
"Thanks for having faith in us. For having faith in me." Sehun freezes. Baekhyun turns to face Sehun and he cups his face with his palms.
“It’s just that, people like you don’t fall for people like me. There’s only so much luck a person can have and god, I don’t deserve you. I’m too stupid. And I’m just not good enough.”
“You have to stop putting yourself down like that, because even if you’re stupid, careless and agonizingly annoying, I’m still here aren’t I? And this is where I’ll stay.”
Their eyes meet and Sehun can feel himself turning into putty under his scrutinizing gaze. He leans in, licking his lips a little before pressing his thin lips onto Baekhyun's plump ones. He feels Baekhyun tug his hand towards his chest.
"Do you feel that? Can you feel that?" Baekhyun finally says when they pull back, panting into each other's mouth.
"My heart's racing so much. Every kiss with you...is just like a first kiss. Just like our first kiss. Our's." Baekhyun's rambling a lot and Sehun just yanks him down, lips meeting once again. Sehun places Baekhyun's hand on his chest and they kiss again, until both of them get breathless and have to pull back for air.
"You... You have the same effect on me too, Baekhyun. You do." Sehun rests their foreheads together, whispering the words on to Baekhyun's lips.
"I love you" Baekhyun presses a kiss on to his forehead and Sehun's smiling so hard because, god, he loves Baekhyun so much.
"I love you too. So much Baekhyun." Sehun smiles before connecting their lips once again.
-
"Wow your lips are swollen as fuck." Sehun chuckles, pointing towards Baekhyun.
"Shut up. Your's are swollen too dumb ass." Baekhyun glares before pinching Sehun in the arm playfully. He grimaces in pain, rubbing the spot lightly.
"So feisty!"
"Yeah but you love me anyway."
"True though." Sehun slips an arm around Baekhyun and the shorter male looks around before pressing a chaste kiss on his jawline.
"Love you."
"Me too." Sehun pecks him on the cheek.
Beep.
Sehun groans.
Fuck Chaperone Duty.
Title: Sparks fly
Pairing: krishun/ninja!kaiyeol
Length: 1.8k
Rating: g
"Well fine then, I'll watch it alone." Sehun tries his best to make Jongin feel as guilty as possible. What kind of a friend forgets about a weekly routine they've been doing since forever? Jongin apologizes for the umpteenth time, even volunteering to buy the tickets and popcorn for next week's movie. Sehun grunts in response and simply hangs up. Now what? He has an extra ticket and also an extra popcorn coupon. Watching a movie alone couldn't possibly be so bad right? , he thinks inwardly, chewing on his lower lip. He's on the way to the cinema, scuffing his feet boyishly. It was a Christmas movie and they were supposed to watch it together but Jongin just had to accompany Chanyeol to buy Christmas gifts.
"This is like the only time I get to spend a day with him..." Sehun recalls Jongin's incessant pleading when he called just now.
"Hate to break it up to you but you guys do go to the same school are in the same basket ball team," Sehun deadpans, making Jongin groan over the phone.
Dumb lover boy, he mutters under his breath. And since he wasn't looking, he accidentally knocks into someone, forehead colliding with the back of the stranger's head.
"Ow, what even-" The stranger's hand immediately shoots up to rub at the sore spot and he turns around and Sehun's mouth goes dry. He has piercings, sehun notices, on both ears, black studs on his earlobes and silver rings on the helix of his right ear. He has dark eyes that drive Sehun into a stupor. His lips were pressed into a thin line and Sehun wonders what his smile looks like.
"Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't looking." Sehun snaps out of his daze and bows apologetically. The stranger's grimace slowly changes into a small grin. Gums. His smile was full of gums, Sehun takes a quick note.
"It's fine," he runs a hand through his hair and Sehun wonders how those blonde locks would feel in between his fingers but the thought left his mind as soon as it came crashing in.
"Actually, I'm kinda lost. I'm not from around here, only here to spend my Christmas break. I'm trying to get to the cinema but I really can't find it." Hie pouts and his brows furrow in frustration and Sehun laughs a little. His pout slowly dissipates into a full grin when he realizes how stupid he probably sounds.
"I'm sorta heading there too, wanna go together? I'm Sehun by the way." Sehun extends his hand and the stranger shakes it firmly. Sehun wills for his heartbeat to slow down from the fleeting touch.
"I'm Wufan. Alright, lead the way please your majesty?" He playfully curtsies and Sehun's laughing again.
His heart beat never did slow down.
-
"What movie are you watching?" Wufan asks as they entered the cinema.
"The Nutcracker." Sehun replies and Wufan nods.
"Are you watching alone?" He asks again and Sehun shrugs.
"I guess so, my friend ditched me for his crush. What a loser." Wufan's laughing and Sehun loses himself to the crinkles of his eyes and his wide mouth. Sehun suddenly remembers about the extra ticket.
"Hey actually I have an extra ticket, do you want to watch with me or something? Uhm, I mean if you want to? Not forcing you or anything!" Sehun laughs nervously when he realizes how desperate he sounds. Wufan must think of him as a try-hard or something. He scratches the back of his neck and fidgets on the spot.
Wufan smiles and Sehun's getting giddy.
"Of course, Sehun. Let me get the popcorn." He replies and turns to the snack bar. Sehun's grin is so wide as he relishes in the way his name rolls off the other's tongue. He runs after Wufan when he recalls the popcorn coupon he has in his pocket.
-
Sehun thinks this is a bad idea. Wufan is a complete stranger. He had just watched a movie with a complete stranger. Well okay perhaps an acquaintance. But other than his race and his age, Sehun doesn't know much about him and is rather reluctant to press on. It tickles him though, how comfortable he is with Wufan and how easily they can converse with each other. They just seem to click. The fact that Wufan doesn't even look a slight bit dubious, made him happy too.
"Hey, thanks for the movie!" Wufan has an arm around his shoulder, giving it a warm squeeze. Sehun can only smile in response. Is this goodbye? I don't want it to be though, he bites his lower lip out of habit when he's feeling disquieted.
"I'm starving. Do you know of any places selling good food?" Wufan looks at him hopefully, rubbing his belly. Ah, he's driving me up the wall, Sehun thinks.
"There are a couple of restaurants in the mall. But the waffle place sells amazing waffles." He replies with a thumbs up to emphasize his point.
Wufan chuckles and Sehun's focused on the way his Adam apple bobs. He shakes his head quickly, willing for the image to go away.
"I guess this is goodbye?" Sehun asks timidly, eyes fixed to the ground.
"Who's gonna get me to waffle place then?" Sehun swears he sees Wufan pout.
"The mall is right there! And there's a directory too..." He points to the building in front of them.
"But I want you to come with me though. Please?" Wufan's grabbing his arm, effectively dragging him to the mall with him. That leaves him with no choice. Right?
-
They were in a heated squabble about waffle toppings when Sehun spots a familiar figure. Kim freaking Jongin.
He wants to turn back and sprint off, leaving Wufan to eat waffles alone but suddenly, Wufan's holding on to his hand.
"Park Chanyeol?" He hollers loud and clear, causing a few people to turn their heads. Huh? Wufan knows Chanyeol? Sehun has no time to think as he's being tugged by Wufan to the other direction.
"Wufan!" Chanyeol yells equally loud and Sehun wants to disappear into thin air just to avoid the scrutinizing gazes of random shoppers. Jongin has one eyebrow raised in confusion when Wufan practically runs up to them, Sehun in tow.
After a while of explaining, it turns out that Chanyeol as Wufan were cousins. Sehun's still having difficulty digesting it all but he enjoys the pained expression on Jongin's face when Chanyeol suggests they should all eat together. They sit at a small table, Jongin directly in front of him and Wufan beside him. While Chanyeol and Jongin have their heads close together, both picking something from the menu, Wufan taps him on the shoulder.
"Hey does this mean Jongin's the friend that ditched you for his crush?" His breath tickles Sehun's ear. Wufan pulls back, a smug smile on his face. Sehun clears his throat and nods.
"They do look good together though, I mean look!" He leans in to whisper again and this time when Sehun looks up, he smiles. They really do. Chanyeol's resting his head on Jongin's shoulder as they continue to pick something from the menu. Sehun wants to point out the color of jongin's cheeks but he would have to pass this time.
"So, Kris when are you going back to Canada?" Chanyeol asks, chomping on his blueberry waffles. Canada? Sehun hopes the disappointment in his eyes isn't too obvious.
"I hope never." Wufan laughs, picking at his waffles with a fork.
“You don’t even like Canada, your parents should’ve taken me instead!” Chanyeol laughs, slapping his knee. Sehun doesn’t think its funny though, and shoots a bewildered look to Jongin who mouths the word “same” in return.
“Yeah and my parents would’ve have a huge fit because you’re probably one of the worst nephews they have.”
“Yah! I’m the only nephew they have okay,”
“Exactly.”
Despite Chanyeol’s excessive whining, everyone continued to have a good time. Wufan was really funny and witty and Sehun feels himself falling a little deeper with every tiny brush of the arms and with every laugh then comes out from Wufan’s mouth.
Jongin and Chanyeol ordered a strawberry smoothie and Jongin insists that they have separate straws. But it sorta defeats the purpose when Chanyeol drinks with the two straws in his mouth.
"Chanyeol that's uncivilized." Jongin smacks him on the arm and chanyeol laughs. Sehun spots the tinge of pink on Jongin's cheeks when he drinks from his straw.
-
An hour later everyone's bidding their goodbyes and Sehun gives Jongin a wink when Chanyeol offers him a ride home.
"Hey, let me walk you home." Wufan offers and Sehun really wants to say no but his head failed him, giving the other a small nod.
To get to Sehun's apartment they would have to jaywalk. Sehun's an expert at this as he does it on a daily basis. He was about to cross when he feels Wufan entangling their fingers together. Sehun wants to scream in joy because oh god, an attractive chinese male is holding his hand. He raises their hands and smiles.
"Back in Canada, everyone holds hands when crossing roads just to be safe." Wufan explains with a dorky grin. Sehun's smile flickers a little but he proceeds anyway.
After crossing the road, Wufan didn't let go of his hand and who's Sehun to complain?
"Here's okay, thanks for walking me home." Sehun looks at the apartment in front of them. He reluctantly pulls his hand away from Wufan's warm grip. He ignores the buzz it left behind. Sehun turns his back, ready to enter the building when he feels Wufan grab his arm. Sehun eyes Wufan's grip on his elbow and the other promptly releases.
He runs a hand through his hair and Sehun wants to caress those locks more than before now.
"Um Sehun, I really want to see you again. I want to get to know you better. Well the reason is because um -” Sehun presses his lips against the taller male’s.
"You like me? Well I like you too..." Sehun sees Wufan's smile stretch so wide and he pulls the boy in for a hug. Sehun pulls away after realizing one horrifying fact.
"But... You'll be leaving for Canada later? What if I don't get to see you again." Sehun asks softly, almost afraid for the answer.
"Truth is, I'll be moving in with Chanyeol this Christmas. He doesn't know. Well it's supposed to be a surprise anyway. So I'm never going back there again. Don't worry." Wufan envelops him in another hug and ruffles his hair affectionately.
Sehun has never felt so happy before, his heart's going to spontaneously combust.
"Oh and by the way... We don't really do that in Canada." Wufan has this sheepish grin on his face and Sehun wants to punch it off.
"Knew it. You little flirt."