"Never had the balls" by Rex Orange County.
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"Shit." Chanyeol exclaimed, glancing down at the time on his wrist, the longer of the hands seeming to of sailed past the hour mark much quicker that he had expected. His outburst drew the attention of the table of men, each looking in with an array of confusion as Chanyeol quickly got to his feet, stuffing the food he had left into his bag in a frenzy.
"What's wrong?" Jongin questioned, the paper straw on his drink lodged between his teeth as his brows furrowed in confusion.
"I'm late to pick up Yiren." He muttered, eyes casting one last sweep of the table filled with junk food to check that he had collected everything that belonged to him. "I'll see you tomorrow, boys." Bidding farewell to the rest of his team without even waiting for so much as a murmur of recognition, Chanyeol quickly dashed out of the fast food chain restaurant, head bent down as he dodged through the puddles until he reached his car.
Only once he had pulled onto the main road, did Chanyeol let out the breath he was holding, a hand pushing his hair back as his head shook in disbelief. "I'm the worst brother in the world." He mumbled, head shaking slightly as he willed the traffic in front of him to move faster.
The image of his younger sister the first time he had forgotten to pick her up came to his head; the snotty reddened nose, the tear-stained cheeks. But what stayed with him most of all, the disappointed look in her eyes. It had been four years since that incident, and he had sworn that he would never put Yiren through the experience of thinking no one was coming to get her ever again. If only she didn't have a brother with such an absent mind.
It wasn't like it happened every time, just more often than it should. At least once a month, Chanyeol would forget to collect her from her weekly ballet class on Thursday, a responsibility that had been his ever since she had joined the class. And each time it happened, she would grow increasingly more upset, to the point where he would have to start bribing her with food just so that she wouldn't blab on to their mother like the little tattletale she had always been.
It was their little secret, Yiren keeping the fact that Chanyeol was late, and the latter giving his little sister more junk food than their parents would probably allow to pass Yiren's lips in a year. So long as she was happily filled to the brim with chicken nuggets, she was more than happy.
Pulling up outside the dance hall in record time, condensing the ten minute trip down into eight with some choice switching of lanes, Chanyeol's head flicked to the small watch on his wrist, the small square face cracked through the years of intensive use. Half an hour. Wasn't too bad, considering Chanyeol's record.
"Please don't be mad at me." He silently prayed as he jogged into the building, anticipating the sniffles he usually heard from around the corner. His ears pricked, listening for the familiar sound, but instead stopped dead in his tracks when a giggle rang through the empty corridor instead. A giggle that unmistakably belonged to his sister.
"You're telling me if a frog came up to you, asking for a kiss, you would do it?" She inquired, bursting into another bout of laughter once she had finished her sentence. Chanyeol smiled unconsciously at the act, leaning against the wall with his arms folded against his chest as he listened to the innocent conversation taking place just around the corner. It was moments like these when Chanyeol appreciated being a big brother the most, despite the awkward gap in their ages.
The little things were the best parts, not the extra gift at Christmas or his birthday, that still technically came from his mother although it had Yiren's name on it. It was the way her eyes always searched for him first at any of her performances, or the way she had always wanted him to look after her when she was under the weather. When she had first started taking an interest in makeup around a year ago, partly spurred on by the new woman in their lives, Chanyeol was her choice canvas, Yiren arguing that the blue eyeshadow and bright red lipstick just simply looked best on him.
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Me and You Together Song [ Chanrosé ] - One-Shots and Short Stories
Fanfiction"I've been in love with her for ages" --- One-shots and short stories centred around Park Chanyeol and Park Chaeyoung.