Exo Imagines

44. Soft Like Velvet (BaekHyun)

You tipped your head back and let the sharp, stinging liquid wash down your dry throat, shaking your head and grimacing when the tangy aftertaste settled on your tongue. The alcoholic units in the vodka shot you had just taken could be felt rushing through your system with a burning sensation, and in what felt like no time at all, your head started to float above your head, the room spinning round, the walls and counter tops blurring into one messy line of colour.

You stumbled backwards and your back crashed against the kitchen counter behind you, your feet fumbling to keep you upright and steady. "Careful there," you heard the deep voice of ChanYeol call out as an arm wrapped around your waist to pull you back up into a relatively straight position. "Your getting as bad as BaekHyun." ChanYeol chuckled and it ran through your ears as a musical note.

He was wrong of course, you could never be as bad as BaekHyun when it came to your capacity to hold alcohol. At this very moment, BaekHyun was literally crawling across the kitchen floor, laughing to himself for no apparent reason. You had been best friends with BaekHyun since high school, knowing him before he even became a trainee at SM. You were actually with him the day he was scouted. And in all those years of you knowing him, you never ever thought you would hear him giggle like a little school girl.

Until tonight.

It was his 21st birthday and instead of going all out, you and the rest of Exo had decided to give him a private party at their dorm, nothing to extravagant, BaekHyun was never a fan of huge parties.

BaekHyun used the counter on the other side of the kitchen to you to help him get up, laughing and shushing a beer can when it fell the the floor. You smiled to yourself, even in this state you couldn't help the way your heart fluttered at the sound of his laugh and the sight of his smile. ChanYeol noticed your smile and when he realised your eyes were focused on BaekHyun, he used his elbow to nudge your ribs. "Make a move already," he said and grinned at you.

You snapped your head round to look up into his eyes. "N-no, h-he's my best friend." He was your best friend, but you weren't the one friend-zoning him, he had been friend-zoning you. Although you couldn't prove his feelings because you had never actually plucked up the courage to ask him out. You had known for years that you loved him.

You watched BaekHyun as he moved from the counter to grip at the table sheets, which was piled high with empty beer and cider cans. He started to look round confused, his eye brows furrowed. "Alright!" he yelled and flailed his free hand about in the air above his head. "Which of you dicks stole my drink," he slurred before letting his torso drop to rest on the table, bending over to rest his top half on it. You watched him as he slowly started to slip backwards, and due to the huge amount of alcohol in your system your reactions were so much slower.

BaekHyun gripped at the table cloth as he fell, dragging it along with him, and when he crashed to the floor on his backside, the cloth fell down to cover him as all the cans started to topple down and drop onto him and litter the tiled kitchen floor. You rushed to his side and grabbed his arm, pulling him up to his feet before you put his arm over your shoulder and lead him out of the kitchen and up the stairs with a great amount of difficulty.

"I'm the lead singer!" BaekHyun babbled to himself before chuckling and rubbing his eye with the heal of his hand. "I want my dwink," He said cutely and when you looked at him you noticed the adorable pout set on his kissable lips.

Pushing his bedroom door open and then kicking it shut with your foot, you got him to sit down on the edge of his bed and you knelt down to untie his shoes. "What you need is to go to bed," you said in a caring tone as you pulled his last shoe off and set it just beside his bed. You stood up and were just about to get BaekHyun to lie down on his pillows when he grabbed you by your waist, and dragged you onto his bed. Flipping you over so he was lying on top, he pinned you to his matress using his hips and placed his hands either side of your head. "I don't want to go to bed," he mumbled seductively before crashing his lips against yours, stealing a quick, hot kiss. he pulled away just enough so that your lips were slightly brushing together before mumble the words, his voice soft like velvet. "I want you."

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A/N:Gah! My feels!! I should stop writing Baekhyun imagines, they will be the death of me! I swear!