Idiosyncrasy [ Sechan/Chanhun]

part 2

Noticing the doorbell broken, Sehun banged on the door harshly.

Sehun could hear muffled music playing inside. Well that was a relief knowing that Chanyeol was home.

Within a few minutes the door flew open to Chanyeol’s surprised face.

“Jesus! Sehun you are going to piss my neighbour off with all that noise” even if Chanyeol was chastising Sehun, there was this tiny pleased look on his face that he couldn’t hide.

“Your doorbell is broken” Sehun answered dully pushing himself inside the living room, without waiting for Chanyeol’s permission not that he needed any.

While Chanyeol stepped out out of the apartment to take a look at the doorbell and probably worry about his tenant who would throw tantrums if he didn’t fix it soon enough,  Sehun took off his jacket and tossed it at the sofa's backrest and settled himself on the foam with a relaxed sigh. He hadn’t been in the apartment since they broke up.

Nothing much had changed the place was still a mess.to take a look at the doorbell and probably worry about his tenant who would throw tantrums if he didn’t fix it soon enough,  Sehun took off his jacket and tossed it at the sofa's backrest and settled himself on the foam with a relaxed sigh. He hadn’t been in the apartment since they broke up. Nothing much had changed the place was still a mess.

Sehun’s wandering eyes fell on the cannabis, scissors, filters strewn on the coffee table infront of him.

“Did you get this from the same dealer you had?” Sehun enquired picking up the small container filled with the grinded marijuana hearing the sound of the door closing in. They smoked  up regularly when they were still together.

Chanyeol hummed as he walked over to Sehun.

“So” Chanyeol sat down on the couch, resigned.

"What made you change your mind?You were so bent up on refusing to spend time with me?”

Sehun didn’t look up he didn’t need to, he could practically hear the smirk on Chanyeol’s face.

“Baekhyun dragged me to one of his music club parties, I didn’t know anyone there and it was kind of boring so I decided to ditch it” Sehun spoke leaning on the further end of the sofa, he had always enjoyed the feeling of the plush soft couch.

“Sure whatever you say” Chanyeol muttered. The grin cutting even harder into his face.

Sehun frowned sitting up.

“Don’t be too cocky  am not here for you am here for this” directing to the set up on the table Sehun threw a pointed glare towards the other “Now if you don’t stop talking and start rolling Il leave. You can enjoy on your own “

Chanyeol was still chuckling at Sehun’s empty threat because everyone knew that Sehun would never pass up the opportunity to smoke weed.

Sehun silently watched Chanyeol rolling the filter paper with his deft fingers, it was a task that needed patience and Chanyeol was a perfectionist. Chanyeol’s eyebrows were knitted in concentration and his tongue peeking out of his lips. It was a good look on him.

After a few minutes Chanyeol lit up the joint that was now hanging from his lips, taking a hit he blew out a stream off smoke towards Sehun who was eyeing the blunt like a kid deprived of his candy.

“Here” Chanyeol passed the blunt across to Sehun who immediately placed it between his lips taking a hit, tentatively inhaling the smoke and then tasting the smoke inside his mouth he exhaled it slowly. Then he repeated it again this time taking an even bigger drag. Sehun hummed in happiness. It was indeed as good as Chanyeol had promised.