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Part 2

Monday is the worst day at work. People in the line of the cafeteria seem to be just a bunch of Walking Dead extras and the lady serving is more hungover than Chanyeol – that normally isn’t even there.

Chanyeol makes an annoying sound and ignores Sehun for a whole minute before being slapped.

“What?” Chanyeol shows him his fist.

“Answer me,” Sehun pouts – he tries to. God gave him a perfect face that seems to be always ready for a surprise photoshoot, so he always looks too manly for that.

“Yes, Sehun,” Chanyeol mumbles impatiently. “I slept in Kyungsoo’s house again. His home office has an amazing double couch that makes my bed look like a simple mat. He has food, beer and he gives me chocolate, so I’m not ashamed of that.”

“You two,” Sehun laughs. “And you even complain when people suggest that you’re dating.”

“We’re not dating,” Chanyeol says. “By the way, after what happened on Saturday night, I’m not dating anyone, I guess.”

“How could you lose Hyejin,” Sehun shakes his head, disgusted. “I’m gay and even I wouldn’t do that. She’s the hottest woman in this country.”

“I know, okay,” Chanyeol sighs, walking because the line finally moved. “I left my phone on because my sister is eight months pregnant… the baby can arrive at any moment. And it was Kyungsoo—”

“And you answered because you never say no to him,” Sehun smiles, moving his tray like a shaker. “Ah, you’re so obvious.”

“I don’t have a crush on him,” Chanyeol grunts.

“I didn’t say that,” Sehun snorts and Chanyeol punches him in the arm. “Oi! Don’t be angry because I say the truth. I bet you smelled his clothes while he was asleep.”

“Shut up,” Chanyeol complains. “I didn’t, okay. We use the same perfume.”

Sehun laughs so hard that Chanyeol has to push him so he could move. The entire cafeteria is looking at them. Chanyeol sighs deeply.

“Look, you should be the last person who mocks my relationship with my boss,” he complains. “You sit on Baekhyun’s lap during meetings! You’re taller than him, it looks ridiculous and he’s married, for god’s sake.”

“So am I,” Sehun says. “Not under the law, but…”

“Well, it makes it even creepier.”

“No, it’s cute,” Sehun crosses his arms, grinning. “I’m cute, he’s cute and we certainly like each other as friends. Can you say so?”

“I do think of Kyungsoo as a friend,” Chanyeol opens his arms and raises his eyebrows. “An annoying friend from my mom’s reading club that I consider like family because that’s what he sounds like every time.”

“Really?” Sehun makes an inquiring expression, walking slowly in the line. “I wonder how many times this week only, have you looked at his ass.”

Chanyeol narrows his eyes. Sehun mirrors him. Chanyeol gives up.

“Ok, many times, I confess,” Chanyeol shrugs. “But for my defense, I’m a pervert, I’m single and I stare at many asses. I stare at yours!”

“Everybody stares at my ass,” Sehun says nonchalantly. “It’s a piece of art. It was made for that.”

Chanyeol is ready to argue when his phone vibrates. He picks it immediately. It was a spam mail.

“Fuck,” he makes an annoying noise. “Every time this thing rings I think that it could be my sister.”

“Pay attention to the line,” Sehun complains. “I’m super hungry and there are just three people in front of you.”