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Next Door | EXO | Chanbaek FLUUUUFFF

"Go to your room, and stay there. I can' t deal with anymore of your shit, Baekhyun." Looking down at his almost empty plate, his expression tensed. Suddenly, he stabbed his fork into the chicken, glaring at his dad. He stood up, pushing the chair aside loudly and stormed upstairs.

A mess. You're a mess, Byun Baekhyun. He thought about sneaking out, and stepped to his window. He lifted the heavy pane up, and hesitated. It's no use to sneak out. Why couldn't he even maintain a good standing with his own parents?

He stepped down from the windowsill, and slumped down onto his knees. The stars pulsed in front of him, almost taunting him.
"Haha, you'll never reach us. Nothing gets better down there.."

Baekhyun spent a good 3 minutes sobbing into his hands, leaving damp marks on the sleeves of his sweater. His head jerked up, almost hitting the half closed window hard.

"Hey! You okay?!" A strange, deep-ish voice yelled from the direct opposite house. Fuck, why are these houses so close?! You could practically climb to the other house. And that's when Baekhyun realized a very tall boy with big ears and fluffy black hair had already crawled across the lower roof of his house, and jumped across to the other. And he was face to face with Baekhyun.

"Your face is all red. You were crying, what's wrong, do you need a tissue, I have- hold on," the boy climbed up into Baekhyun's room, "-I have a tissue." Baekhyun sat back on the floor, in awe of this tall, goofy looking boy in his room.

"Who.. who are you?" is all Baekhyun could say.

"Chanyeol. Y'know, the kid next door, we're the Parks. I've been here for dinner once, you didn't even talk-" Baekhyun stood, sniffled, and put a finger over Chanyeol's mouth. Instantly, his (kinda big) ears turned bright red. "I'm talking too much. And you're sad."

Baekhyun's eyes were still misty, and he quickly rubbed his sleeve across his face. "It's fine. Why'd you.. climb.. all the way over here?" Chanyeol strolled behind Baekhyun and sat on his bed.

"You were crying. You're sad. I don't want people to be sad." Baekhyun couldn't help but giggle.

"I don't even know you that well!"

"Who cares? Look, you're smiling now." Baekhyun quickly realized that he was actually smiling and that Chanyeol was being slightly amusing. "Now, what's your issue?"

"I... my dad was being.. he doesn't like the fact that I'm into music and not cars or some shit, like him." Baekhyun tugged on the bottom of his sweater awkwardly, "I just wanna sing and stuff, y' know?" Chanyeol smiled warmly at Baekhyun. He could feel his cheeks warming up as he looked at the other boy, especially when Chanyeol suddenly stood and hugged him.

Chanyeol suddenly pulled away, and looked down excitedly. "So you're the one I hear singing out the window! You're great at singing." Baekhyun's eyes widened.

"You heard me? My window was open, wasn't it. Your window was open, wasn't it."

"I heard you singing those Girls Generation songs," Chanyeol stepped back and sang in a high, mocking voice, "Here comes trouble~" Baekhyun covered his eyes and dropped down on the floor, defenseless in his embarassment.

Chanyeol stopped dancing to the Girls Generation in his head, and noticed Baekhyun. He kneeled down, and grabbed Baekhyun's hand. "Let's go to my backyard, we can uh.... roast marshmallows!"

To be honest, Baekhyun didn't actually like marshmallows. But this boy was really inviting and.. something. Baekhyun just kinda liked him. He stood up and watched Chanyeol climb out the window, before he climbed out himself.

He landed messily on the roof of the room that stuck out of his house. He stopped for a second, fearing his parents could hear his footsteps from the dining room.

"Okay, just jump across to my house. It's easy, don't be scared."

***

He led Baekhyun down the stairs, grinning. Chanyeol loved to make people happy, no matter if it was some boy next door with pastel hair and a nice voice. By now, he noticed Baekhyun's tears were gone and he was smiling too.

"Won't your parents get angry that I'm here?"
"They're out. Plus, you live right next door, you're not some axe murderer, they won't care." Baekhyun laughed as Chanyeol reached for the bag of marshmallows, fumbled around with them, and nearly dropped them.

They stepped outside, smores supplies in Baekhyun's arms and some matches in Chanyeol's hands. They walked to a wood pile that hadn't been lit in months, and huddled on a wooden bench.

Chanyeol threw a lit match into the pile, and stared down at Baekhyun. "Ah, you don't have a coat or anything.. it's the middle of January and you have nothing but a dainty sweater! Hold on."

Chanyeol hopped up quickly and ran inside his house. Quickly, he grabbed a blanket and rocketed off to the backyard again. He sat on the bench and quickly draped the blanket over Baekhyun's shoulders, then over his own.

Marshmallows were quickly stabbed on to sticks, and held over the steadily growing fire.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Caring."

"What? No, it's fine, it's no big deal." Chanyeol flashed a warm smile and held up his freshly roasted marshmallow. Baekhyun quickly grabbed graham crackers and some chocolate, and handed it to him.

After about 8 smores and some customary getting-to-know-you small talk, Baekhyun yawned, and scooted closer to Chanyeol. The taller boy looked down at him, locking his gaze at Baekhyun.

"You have... something on your lip," Just as Baekhyun was about to wipe the crumb off his lip, Chanyeol gripped his hand. "I got it." He placed his hand on Baekhyuns cheek, and swiped the crumb off with his thumb. Baekhyun's cheeks turned bright red, and he looked down.

Slowly, Chanyeol leaned forward, and gently kissed Baekhyun. He didn't pull back, but instead kissed back, and placed his hands on Chanyeol's shoulders.

Inside, Chanyeol thought, this is wrong, you just met him. But for both of them, it felt so very right. Even without the fire, Chanyeol's warmth was just enough for Baekhyun. He was happy. There was someone he could sing to, someone to make him smile. And that person lived just next door, just close enough.

oohhhh boy that was fluffier than my cat lmao. I hope this was good, please vote if you liked it!