Be my friend? [Chenyeol]

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24th June, 2027

On a sunday, more than a week after my morning walk with Baekhyun, I was just lying on my bed, still in my pjs, phone in hand and dino under my arm.

Yes, I still had that thing. And, yes, I slept with it in my arms. And, also yes, it was fluffy as hell. Though it did have to go through some thorough scrubbing last week...

-FLASHBACK TO WEDNESDAY, LAST WEEK-

"Hello, I'm home~"

"Hello, Channie, how was school?"

I settled my bag near the staircase, and walked towards our dining room, where my mom sat, spectacles on and work spread infront of her. She always works somewhere different, it's just one of her things. Her study isn't actually used for work 80% of the time.

"It was, ok, I guess."

"What's 5+7"

"Moooom~~~ noooooooo!!! Don't try and make my brain do work AFTER school! That's too difficult."

"You know, I should disown you."

"*fake gasp* you wouldn't dare!"

This is pretty much whst our conversations look like most of the time. Sarcasm without end. I was having so much fun with my mom, I barely noticed the man standing in the corner of the room.

"Mr. Park Chanyeol, welcome home. If it pleases you, Mrs. Park Wheein, we can reschedule the phone call with Mr. Wu."

damn you, Mr. Jung!

My mom sighed, realising that the loving conversation with her only son was to be short lived.

"I couldn't possibly, you know what a bitch Wu can be. Channie, I'll see you at dinner, there we can further discuss the punishment for your douche-iness"

She winked at me, waving me away lazily with her right hand. I walked up to the door again, turned on last time, and waved overly derpily. My mom just rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue.

"Get lost already, child. Your presence in this room is tiring!"

I gasped in mock shock, but in the end closed the door. I turned to see one of our maids, Hwasa, rummaging through my school bag, unpacking the books, stray pencils and the lunxh box. This was totally normal for me, she cleans out the bag completely at least once a week. It keeps things from getting too cluttered.

"Hello, Chanyeol"

She looked up to me, smiling sweetly, and I smiled back.

"Hi, Hwasa noona! How are you?"

We started chatting about this and that, until she reached the most outer pocket.

"Ah, I love that brand! You're so good with fashio- what the hell is this???"

She picked the dino (which, in all honesty, I had totally forgotten) up with her thumb and forefinger, nose scrunched up in disgust.

"What is this thing doing in your bag?"

"Ehm... I adopted it.... from the streets..."