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Part 3

The first two hours of travel were nice because they could discuss important things, but after a while, Kyungsoo got sleepy. He wanted to watch a movie, but Chanyeol wanted to read a book.

“I didn’t know that you read books,” Kyungsoo yawns – the train ride isn’t that bad and the weather is chilly. Kyungsoo is holding a pillow and he looks cozy.

“It’s written by my high school best friend,” Chanyeol ignores the implicit offense because it’s true. “I’m sure he will be there, so I kind of want to read. He’s the only writer in town.”

“The way you say it, it seems like there are only five people there…” Kyungsoo yawns again. He takes off his glasses and puts them in his pocket.

“Five thousand, which is not that better,” Chanyeol laughs. “It’s tiny. Tiny place. You’ll fit just right.”

Kyungsoo is so sleepy that he glares and it’s cute. Chanyeol moves so Kyungsoo can lay down.

“Give me your pillow,” Chanyeol taps his lap. “Put your head here and take a nap. Your back will hurt if you sleep like that.”

“Are you sure…?” Kyungsoo looks around.

“Yeah, I won’t sleep because of that coffee and I can read this way, don’t worry,” Chanyeol puts the pillow on his lap and Kyungsoo reluctantly lies down on him. “See?”

“That’s nice,” Kyungsoo mumbles and he’s asleep in a fraction of a second. His full lips are open and he looks vulnerable… for the first time. Chanyeol coos and he can’t help it but take a picture, lifting his phone so both of them appear on it.

I’m taking a guest with me!!! On my way!!! -chanyeollie

He reads the book all the way home, eating a few snacks. One biscuit falls from his mouth straight into Kyungsoo’s open mouth and Kyungsoo wakes up, startled.

“What…?”

“Hey,” Chanyeol laughs at Kyungsoo’s confused face. “Sorry. Dropped a biscuit.”

“Oh,” Kyungsoo moves a little, closing his eyes. “Please call me when we get there…”

“Ah, you’re too comfortable, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Kyungsoo says. He didn’t get the snarky tone. Chanyeol laughs hard.

The bus is way louder and Kyungsoo can’t sleep there – the short space wouldn’t allow him, anyway. Kyungsoo eats while they wait for their seats. Chanyeol is positively surprised that Kyungsoo hasn’t complained even once. Somehow, Chanyeol thought he wouldn’t appreciate a trip without his common privileges, like first-class flight or comfortable seats, but Kyungsoo is peacefully eating a street hot dog after four hours on a train.

“Just a little more, now,” Chanyeol looks at the sight from his window. “Ah, this is always nostalgic. I remember the first time I went back home…”

Kyungsoo just stares, his cheeks full while he munches.

“You look like a squirrel,” Chanyeol says.

“You look like a giraffe,” Kyungsoo says between munches.

“My sister calls me that,” Chanyeol smiles, checking his phone. “I hope she’s okay… I can’t get a good signal here…”

“Use mine,” Kyungsoo points to his pocket. “I pay good money to be reachable anywhere.”

“Ah… Thank you,” he mumbles and he takes the phone off Kyungsoo’s pocket carefully. Kyungsoo doesn’t seem to care.