The faults in Byun Baekhyun

Chapter 35: How to steal a trolley

I still don't know what the hell I should get Baek.

Chanyeol decides not to ask anyone on what Baekhyun might like, because he'll be screwed if any of them find out he likes Baekhyun. That might be a problem, because Chanyeol just knows his friends are either too loud and too reactive, or they'll let it slip at one point. An even bigger disadvantage is that all his close friends are close to Baekhyun in some way too.

Shit shit shit! Just what the hell does Baekhyun like?

Just as he's about to kill himself trying to figure it out by himself, the door opens and Baekhyun walks in with two large boxes in his arms.

"You actually got something for Tao?" Chanyeol asks, rolling his eyes at Baekhyun's softness.

"He'll cry and whine to me if I don't." Baekhyun replies as he sets the boxes down. "Aish. I don't even know why he likes expensive things. They hold no value." He then kicks the boxes a little to his right.

"Handmade things from friends are more meaningful." He comments softly as he stares at the presents beneath his feet. Even though he said it softly and mostly to himself, Chanyeol heard every single word as clear as a sunny day. Yes! That's it! Handmade things!

...

But what?

"Shit." Baekhyun curses. Chanyeol looks up, breaking off from his thoughts.

"What's up?" Baekhyun picks up something from the floor and stares at it, then sighs.

"My keychain broke." He says, then hesitantly puts it in his pocket. "I had it specially made for me." Baekhyun looks a little dejected. "Oh well." He sighs again, then takes out his phone, presses some numbers and then presses it to his ear. He waits for a few seconds, as if waiting for the other line to answer, then walks out of the room.

I can make him a keychain! Chanyeol thinks to himself, excited. He looks around him, ideas flowing into his mind one by one, his heart beating so fast.

But as he thinks about what to make him, there comes another problem: Chanyeol has no idea how to make keychains.

Damn damn damn damn ...

Chanyeol starts panicking, fidgeting as he swivels his chair as if anything in the room is going to give him hints on how to make keychains. Eventually he gives up, deciding to search up on the internet on how to make a homemade keychain. After a few minutes of looking at different sites, he finds almost nil information. This shit doesn't tell me what to do! Chanyeol thinks to himself, frustrated.

He researches for an hour, but finds no new information.

Eventually, he lets out a huge sigh and sets his phone down. I'll just buy a few keychains and take that chain thing off ... then connect it to something ... Yeah ...

Chanyeol comes back to the room with exactly twelve keychains in his hands. You better like this, Byun Baek ... They were fucking expensive.

...

Wait. What am I supposed to make?

As if it had been calling out to him, Chanyeol turns his head and sees Him.

The glorious, pink fluffy teddy bear that he had won from some arcade the day before Christmas Eve. Chan is looking at him, as if expecting him to choose him.