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"Oh, dear."
"Yeah, so I need you to prepare the table. They'll be arriving around an hour", Mrs. Park commanded her son.
The Park's were currently in a huddle, having to go from one place to another to prepare for their upcoming guests. Mr. Park was in the living room, vacuuming the dusted floor. Yoora was upstairs, dusting the railings. Sehun had to do the dirtiest job. Cleaning the bathroom.
While for Chanyeol, well, he's still dumbstruck by the thought they had called the Byun's for a sudden meeting. With Baekhyun at that.
"Yeol! Mom said prepare the table! Not get all shocked by the news your boyfriend is coming. Are your ears wonky already?"
"Shut up, noona."
Chanyeol quietly grumbled, having to go in the dining room and fix up the boring but decent table of theirs. It's just so sudden. Just a minute ago, he was in his apartment, texting his lover who was on his way to his family's house. Later, Chanyeol's mom had called him to come in their place.
Everything was so uncalled for.
"We just need to have a nice talk. Nothing too vulgar and roguish."
"I don't know, dad. It's so sudden, and I didn't plan on meeting them now."
"Oh, you'll pass that, Yeol. If they don't accept you, then they're free to leave my house. You can keep Baekhyun, but don't make me see his dad if this doesn't go to plan."
"Thanks, dad."
"No probs."
Chanyeol had been fearing his dad might bring him back to the confession when he finds out he still likes boys. However, he received a tap on the back after letting him acknowledge his personal preferences. It felt like a burden was taken off his shoulders. He thanked their God for this plan of his.
Everything went well when he told him he can't become that son his father had always wanted him to be, nor can he deliver his own child. His father nodded with a smile, fully accepting who he is. If it weren't for the fact that his dad finally welcomed him for who he is, he wouldn't be here helping with the tables and utensils.
"DAD!"
Sehun called from above, a toilet plunger in his gloved hand. His face scrunched up. Disgusted.
Chanyeol didn't have to guess what it was.
"What?!"
"Buy yourself your own toilet. The toilet's clogged because of your huge poop!"
"Just plunge it faster!"
"Oh my. He didn't deny it was his poo", Yoora scoffed with a laugh. Chanyeol heard this from below and laughed alongside her.
"I am! It's so stubborn and icky."
Chanyeol and Yoora tried not to laugh at his disoriented face. Who would have not if they were tasked to clean the bathroom with a huge shit stuck in the bowl? Sehun totally can't relate.
"Sucks to be you!" Chanyeol yelled from downstairs, annoying the already irritated younger.
"You're just jealous you don't have a face as I do", Sehun shouted back at him.
"But I bet those hands of yours won't be on Luhan's body for a while", snickered the eldest sibling.
"NOONA?!"
"Shh! You don't want mom knowing!" she scolded in a hushed tone.
Sehun felt his day was going downhill. He had never touched his Luhan in any way uncomfortable for him. Sure they did kisses, but that's about it. He felt betrayed for some reason. Plus, he isn't that type of man. They should have known that!
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Messed Up I Guess
FanfictionChanyeol wasn't supposed to love a guy again, he swore that to himself but he never promised it. Yet, he felt his life is complete because of a certain someone entering his heart once more. It was high school all over again. He thought nothing will...
