Matchmaker
Matchmaker
Baekhyun/Chanyeol (side: Luhan/Joonmyun)
PG-13 | 688 words
Baekhyun is panicking over his matchmaking actions and Chanyeol is there to distract him.
A/N: fluff! randomly rare fluff to make up for all the angst in my wip document right now. also because kaija wrote fluff and it made me want to as well :3
“Hey,” a voice draws Baekhyun out of his reverie. “Stop worrying.”
He turns and looks up Chanyeol, whose hair is still damp from his shower and who’s looking at him with a smile. Chanyeol’s hands wrap around his waist and Baekhyun smiles at the touch despite his thoughts.
He drapes both arms around Chanyeol’s neck and they stay like that for a while, swaying against each other.
“What if I was wrong though?” he says, biting his lip. “What if it doesn’t work out and Joonmyun hyung ends up-”
“It’s going to be fine,” Chanyeol cuts him off, his deep voice firm and much more certain than Baekhyun himself felt. He had gotten sick of watching his hyung moon after Luhan without saying a word, drowning himself in suppressed longing and jealousy whenever Luhan got too close to one of the others. Baekhyun had finally given in and pushed Joonmyun to confess his feelings. Now though, he wasn’t so sure. What if Luhan hyung didn’t reciprocate?
“He will,” Chanyeol says as if reading his thoughts. “Luhan hyung loves Joonmyun hyung as well.”
“You can’t be sure of that!” he says, shaking his head and getting frustrated at himself and the whole situation. “Neither of us has spoken to Luhan hyung about it. He’s so damn nice to everyone, what if-”
Chanyeol cups Baekhyun’s face, fingers gentle and soothing on his jaw and his cheek. “Trust me,” the taller man says, tilting Baekhyun’s face up so their eyes met. Baekhyun thinks distractedly that Chanyeol’s eyes are the color of burnt toffee in this light. “I know because, he looks at Joonmyun hyung the same way I look at you.”
Baekhyun gapes, mouth falling open as he tries to comprehend that those words actually came out of Chanyeol’s mouth. He flushes furiously, slamming a fist against Chanyeol’s chest. “Yah, you pabo! You can’t just say things like that, it’s so…”
Chanyeol grins wide, bringing their faces closer so that they’re mere inches apart. “Romantic?”
“Cheesy,” he retorts, even though his heart feels full and there’s warmth flooding through his entire body.
“Come on, it’s kind of romantic,” Chanyeol says and Baekhyun doesn’t really get the chance to reply, because they’re kissing and the way their mouths fit together always takes his breath away, even after all this time.
His hands are tangled in Chanyeol’s t-shirt and the other man’s hands are dipping lower on his back. Baekhyun’s being walked backwards without realizing and he gasps as his knee hits the bed and he falls, taking Chanyeol down with him.
The air goes out of his lungs at the sudden weight on top of him and Chanyeol winces as his nose collides with Baekhyun’s cheekbone and they both burst out laughing.
Chanyeol leans in to kiss him again, deeper this time and Baekhyun loses himself in the moment and it’s only when Chanyeol kisses his neck that he reminds himself where they are.
“We can’t do this on hyung’s bed! I was supposed to be waiting for him to tell me what happened before you came and distracted me!”
Chanyeol grins, not looking at all sorry, and traces his hands up and down Baekhyun’s side. “Well we could-”
They both jump when the door slams open and Luhan pushes Joonmyun against the wall, their mouths locked together and hands everywhere.
Baekhyun squeaks and Joonmyun’s eyes snap open in alarm, but whatever he was going to say catches in his throat when Luhan mouthes at his collarbone and his breath hitches dangerously. Luhan throws them a very clear ‘get out’ look and Chanyeol laughs, grabbing Baekhyun and tugging him from the room.
“Well,” Chanyeol says brightly, grabbing Baekhyun’s hand. “I think that went well.”
Baekhyun stares at his boyfriend, before shaking his head to try and clear the image of Luhan with his hands halfway down Joonmyun’s pants and the look on their leader’s face.
“I'm never getting involved in matchmaking again,” he mutters.
“But you’re so good at it, baby,” Chanyeol teases and dodges the jab Baekhyun aims at his ribs, laughing as he pulls the shorter boy into their bedroom.
♥
Baekhyun/Chanyeol (side: Luhan/Joonmyun)
PG-13 | 688 words
Baekhyun is panicking over his matchmaking actions and Chanyeol is there to distract him.
A/N: fluff! randomly rare fluff to make up for all the angst in my wip document right now. also because kaija wrote fluff and it made me want to as well :3
“Hey,” a voice draws Baekhyun out of his reverie. “Stop worrying.”
He turns and looks up Chanyeol, whose hair is still damp from his shower and who’s looking at him with a smile. Chanyeol’s hands wrap around his waist and Baekhyun smiles at the touch despite his thoughts.
He drapes both arms around Chanyeol’s neck and they stay like that for a while, swaying against each other.
“What if I was wrong though?” he says, biting his lip. “What if it doesn’t work out and Joonmyun hyung ends up-”
“It’s going to be fine,” Chanyeol cuts him off, his deep voice firm and much more certain than Baekhyun himself felt. He had gotten sick of watching his hyung moon after Luhan without saying a word, drowning himself in suppressed longing and jealousy whenever Luhan got too close to one of the others. Baekhyun had finally given in and pushed Joonmyun to confess his feelings. Now though, he wasn’t so sure. What if Luhan hyung didn’t reciprocate?
“He will,” Chanyeol says as if reading his thoughts. “Luhan hyung loves Joonmyun hyung as well.”
“You can’t be sure of that!” he says, shaking his head and getting frustrated at himself and the whole situation. “Neither of us has spoken to Luhan hyung about it. He’s so damn nice to everyone, what if-”
Chanyeol cups Baekhyun’s face, fingers gentle and soothing on his jaw and his cheek. “Trust me,” the taller man says, tilting Baekhyun’s face up so their eyes met. Baekhyun thinks distractedly that Chanyeol’s eyes are the color of burnt toffee in this light. “I know because, he looks at Joonmyun hyung the same way I look at you.”
Baekhyun gapes, mouth falling open as he tries to comprehend that those words actually came out of Chanyeol’s mouth. He flushes furiously, slamming a fist against Chanyeol’s chest. “Yah, you pabo! You can’t just say things like that, it’s so…”
Chanyeol grins wide, bringing their faces closer so that they’re mere inches apart. “Romantic?”
“Cheesy,” he retorts, even though his heart feels full and there’s warmth flooding through his entire body.
“Come on, it’s kind of romantic,” Chanyeol says and Baekhyun doesn’t really get the chance to reply, because they’re kissing and the way their mouths fit together always takes his breath away, even after all this time.
His hands are tangled in Chanyeol’s t-shirt and the other man’s hands are dipping lower on his back. Baekhyun’s being walked backwards without realizing and he gasps as his knee hits the bed and he falls, taking Chanyeol down with him.
The air goes out of his lungs at the sudden weight on top of him and Chanyeol winces as his nose collides with Baekhyun’s cheekbone and they both burst out laughing.
Chanyeol leans in to kiss him again, deeper this time and Baekhyun loses himself in the moment and it’s only when Chanyeol kisses his neck that he reminds himself where they are.
“We can’t do this on hyung’s bed! I was supposed to be waiting for him to tell me what happened before you came and distracted me!”
Chanyeol grins, not looking at all sorry, and traces his hands up and down Baekhyun’s side. “Well we could-”
They both jump when the door slams open and Luhan pushes Joonmyun against the wall, their mouths locked together and hands everywhere.
Baekhyun squeaks and Joonmyun’s eyes snap open in alarm, but whatever he was going to say catches in his throat when Luhan mouthes at his collarbone and his breath hitches dangerously. Luhan throws them a very clear ‘get out’ look and Chanyeol laughs, grabbing Baekhyun and tugging him from the room.
“Well,” Chanyeol says brightly, grabbing Baekhyun’s hand. “I think that went well.”
Baekhyun stares at his boyfriend, before shaking his head to try and clear the image of Luhan with his hands halfway down Joonmyun’s pants and the look on their leader’s face.
“I'm never getting involved in matchmaking again,” he mutters.
“But you’re so good at it, baby,” Chanyeol teases and dodges the jab Baekhyun aims at his ribs, laughing as he pulls the shorter boy into their bedroom.
♥