The Stunner and the Stunned

the one with the (not!) jealousy

Baekhyun is not jealous. No, totally not jealous at all. He has no reason to be jealous. He is simply annoyed at the blatant and inappropriate flirting in the workplace. Not to mention Sehun is obviously uncomfortable with Soobin making eyes at him every five seconds while he asks him for help with his computer. Yeah, Baekhyun is concerned for his friend, that's all.

Soobin "accidentally" touches Sehun's thigh on his way down to pick up a pen he had dropped, slightly smirking as he apologizes. Sehun doesn't even take his eyes off the screen as continues showing him how to use the program as he nonchalantly says "it's okay."

See, Baekhyun thinks. The poor thing is undoubtedly too shy to speak up about his obvious advances. He tries not to make it too obvious that he's listening to them, keeping his eyes glued to the monitor and fingers moving across the keyboard.

"This shirt fits you really nicely," Soobin grins. "Have you been working out? Your arms look bigger."

"I don't think they are...I would've had to buy a bigger size if they did," Sehun says with a confused expression, still not taking his off the screen.

Okay, so maybe Baekhyun was exaggerating. Sehun clearly does not have a clue of what's going on, which he can't tell if that's better or worse. Either way, this must be stopped.

"Are you sure?" Soobin asks, trying his best not to let his confidence falter after being brushed off twice now. "They definitely feel bigger."

Baekhyun nearly jumps out of his chair and flips his keyboard, eyes widening impossibly when he spots Soobin squeezing Sehun's bicep. He internally screams. Out of concern for his friend, of course. Sehun you freakin' bonehead, are you just going to let him touch you like that!?

"You should show me your workout routine sometime. Maybe we can go to the gym together. I can spot you and you can spot-"

Baekhyun springs up from his chair so fast it flies back and hits the glass wall behind him. Soobin and Sehun startle from the loud slam of Baekhyun's hands against his desk. Crap that hurt. His poor wrists. Soobin is looking at him like he's crazy and Sehun looks concerned.

"Is everything okay, Baekhyun?" Sehun asks.

"Uhm..." Baekhyun doesn't know where to go from here. He wasn't exactly thinking when he got up like that. Note to self: think before you act next time, idiot. "I can introduce to my friend if you want Soobin. He's a personal trainer. He's ripped. He can definitely help you with your arms."

"Oh. That's great. Yeah, you should do that," Sehun says. "I don't really work out so I wouldn't be much help anyway."

Soobin scratches the back of his head awkwardly. "Uh- that's okay. I uhm- have a friend too. I can just ask him. Thanks though," he says before grabbing his papers and leaving.

Baekhyun sighs in relief. Thank god Soobin didn't take him up on his offer because he was totally bluffing about having a personal trainer friend. As he rolls his chair back toward his desk and sits down, he tries not to wonder if Sehun's arms are really that nice or if Soobin was just kissing up to him.

"You really don't work out, Sehun?"

"Not often...I don't really have time to. Why?"

Baekhyun should just shut his big mouth already. He's almost embarrassed himself enough today. He says it anyway. "Because that shirt really does fit you nicely."

Sehun blinks a couple of times. Then the tips of his ears go pink as he adjusts his glasses. Baekhyun pretends not to notice and hides his grin behind his hand. The other clears his throat, bashfully thanking him. He should really compliment him more often, Baekhyun thinks.