a special kind of feeling (but it's all so wrong)
Rating: G
Pairing: baeksoo
Length: 383w
Summary: it's just kyungsoo's luck that chanyeol takes to baekhyun like a duck to water, really. lil sequel to this i guess
Notes: this can be a teensy christmas gift to lilly. sure. merry christmas lilly i lov u
chanyeol takes to baekhyun instantly, and it’s utterly infuriating because it means that baekhyun has an excuse to start hanging around kyungsoo outside of class. it’s really the last thing he needs, he thinks to himself, absentmindedly tracing the marks on his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt.
“does it itch there or something?” chanyeol asks him, looking puzzled. “you keep touching it.”
“no,” kyungsoo tells him, and it’s only kind of a lie because the itch isn’t beneath his skin but in his consciousness, a constant reminder that he and baekhyun are -
- nothing, he interrupts himself, adamant, because he will not let baekhyun become anything more than a mark on his skin and a fly forever buzzing around his head. (he can’t, he can’t, he won’t.)
chanyeol’s still staring at him questioningly. it’s annoying, sometimes, how perceptive he can be despite acting like a buffoon at nearly every given moment in a day.
sometimes, kyungsoo thinks chanyeol knows him a little too well.
“is there...” chanyeol begins, hesitant, and an odd bitterness rises in kyungsoo’s throat. “...never mind,” he finishes, a little more confident, and kyungsoo feels the bitterness recede. “are you coming over tonight?”
kyungsoo stares at his americano blankly. “maybe,” he tells chanyeol unenthusiastically. “i’ll see.”
chanyeol’s hesitating again, widened eyes staring kyungsoo down, and when he speaks, he starts slowly. “...i know you don’t like baekhyun.” he pauses, as if waiting for kyungsoo to interject that damn right, i don’t like baekhyun, but is met with silence instead. “but honestly, we’ve gotten to be really good friends, and it would mean a lot to me if you’d hang out with both of us and get to know him a little better.”
the phoenix on kyungsoo’s forearm ripples almost anxiously, and he knows he has no choice. “...alright,” he relents, despite his reluctance. “i’ll be there.”
immediately, he’s pulled into chanyeol’s gangly arms in a hug that’s far too tight. “you’re the best, kyungsoo!” chanyeol tells him cheerfully, but there’s an undertone of sincerity to his voice.
almost against his will, kyungsoo smiles. chanyeol’s affection always it feels a little better than pretends and than he’d like to admit.
his newest tattoo tingles in anticipation.
he tries not to shiver as he realizes why.
Pairing: baeksoo
Length: 383w
Summary: it's just kyungsoo's luck that chanyeol takes to baekhyun like a duck to water, really. lil sequel to this i guess
Notes: this can be a teensy christmas gift to lilly. sure. merry christmas lilly i lov u
chanyeol takes to baekhyun instantly, and it’s utterly infuriating because it means that baekhyun has an excuse to start hanging around kyungsoo outside of class. it’s really the last thing he needs, he thinks to himself, absentmindedly tracing the marks on his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt.
“does it itch there or something?” chanyeol asks him, looking puzzled. “you keep touching it.”
“no,” kyungsoo tells him, and it’s only kind of a lie because the itch isn’t beneath his skin but in his consciousness, a constant reminder that he and baekhyun are -
- nothing, he interrupts himself, adamant, because he will not let baekhyun become anything more than a mark on his skin and a fly forever buzzing around his head. (he can’t, he can’t, he won’t.)
chanyeol’s still staring at him questioningly. it’s annoying, sometimes, how perceptive he can be despite acting like a buffoon at nearly every given moment in a day.
sometimes, kyungsoo thinks chanyeol knows him a little too well.
“is there...” chanyeol begins, hesitant, and an odd bitterness rises in kyungsoo’s throat. “...never mind,” he finishes, a little more confident, and kyungsoo feels the bitterness recede. “are you coming over tonight?”
kyungsoo stares at his americano blankly. “maybe,” he tells chanyeol unenthusiastically. “i’ll see.”
chanyeol’s hesitating again, widened eyes staring kyungsoo down, and when he speaks, he starts slowly. “...i know you don’t like baekhyun.” he pauses, as if waiting for kyungsoo to interject that damn right, i don’t like baekhyun, but is met with silence instead. “but honestly, we’ve gotten to be really good friends, and it would mean a lot to me if you’d hang out with both of us and get to know him a little better.”
the phoenix on kyungsoo’s forearm ripples almost anxiously, and he knows he has no choice. “...alright,” he relents, despite his reluctance. “i’ll be there.”
immediately, he’s pulled into chanyeol’s gangly arms in a hug that’s far too tight. “you’re the best, kyungsoo!” chanyeol tells him cheerfully, but there’s an undertone of sincerity to his voice.
almost against his will, kyungsoo smiles. chanyeol’s affection always it feels a little better than pretends and than he’d like to admit.
his newest tattoo tingles in anticipation.
he tries not to shiver as he realizes why.