fries with a side of love. baekyeol

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⠀⠀It took a split second for Baekhyun to realize that Jongdae was pinning him down onto the floor. Baekhyun would've laughed and continued wrestling with a happy smile if it had been a normal situation, but it wasn't. Rage was clearly written all over Jongdae's face.

⠀⠀The slightly younger boy was gripping Baekhyun's wrists painfully, his thighs caging in Baekhyun's legs and his muscles flexing. Lu Han and Sehun were watching from the side, making no move to help Baekhyun, instead glaring at him coldly. Baekhyun could've sworn Sehun had mouthed, "Fuck you," at him, and all he could do was stare sorrily back at the younger boy, which couldn't and wouldn't to do anything in this scenario.

⠀⠀Jongdae's fist was poised right above his face and before Baekhyun could process it, he felt a sharp pain right below his right eye—Jongdae had punched him—and he winced. Instinct had him struggling to shift the younger boy off of him but to no avail: Jongdae's grip was iron-tight, and it would mostly tax Baekhyun greatly to fend him off.

⠀⠀"I." Punch. "Hate." Strike. "You!" Hit. "You." Punch. "Filthy." Strike. "Cheater." Hit. "Byun Baekhyun!"

⠀⠀At this point, Sehun's eyes widened as he hurried over to Jongdae to pull him away from Baekhyun's limp body on the floor, letting out an involuntary gasp at the bruises that were already forming and swelling into sickly purplish colors in various places on Baekhyun's face. He turned to Lu Han and shouted, "Get Baekhyun ice!" and watched as Lu Han, stupefied, spun around and ran into the kitchen before Sehun was shoved away by a furious Jongdae.

⠀⠀"Let me at him, Oh Sehun!" he growled, his own vision hazy as all he could think of was, He hurt my best friend. He must pay.

⠀⠀Sehun gaped at him for a split second before getting up and calling, "Jongin?! Jongin! Minseok-hyung!" and casting a terrified look at his beloved boyfriend trapping Baekhyun underneath him. He, of two years of dating Jongdae and being friends with him for seven, had never seen Jongdae so merciless and enraged. Shaking his head, Sehun screamed, "Chanyeol! Hyung! Please, help!"

⠀⠀He promptly dashed back to the two on the floor, anxiously tugging at the neckline of Jongdae's shirt, whispering, "Jongdae, hyung, baby—stop, please," as the mentioned struggled to get back to Baekhyun who was curling into a fetal position. Sehun clasped his arms around Jongdae's small waist and pulled with all of his might.

⠀⠀"Sehun? I got the ice—oh my god, Baekhyun." Lu Han appeared at the smaller's side at an instant, his cold demeanor towards Baekhyun melting away almost as quickly. He tried to pull Baekhyun's arms away from his face but to meet no results. Frantically, Lu Han looked around before yelling, "Minnie! Minseok-ah, you need to come here now!"

⠀⠀There were a few dreadfully long moments of Jongdae struggling against Sehun's grip until both Jongin and Minseok appeared from another room. They stared at him for a few moments in confusion before looking down to see the figure beside and hurrying to meet Lu Han at Baekhyun's side.

⠀⠀"Baekhyun? Baekhyun! Hey, Byun Baekhyun, hyung is talking to you!" Minseok shoved at Baekhyun gently, holding an ice pack in his hand. Jongin kneeled beside him and pried apart Baekhyun's hands that were obscuring his face, the younger sucking in through his teeth as he caught a small glimpse of Baekhyun's injury.

⠀⠀"What is going on," Chanyeol croaked as he poked his head out of his room tiredly, rubbing his puffy, red, bloodshot eyes like he had just woken up from pulling an all-nighter. He looked left and right blearily before zeroing on the small curled body between Minseok and Lu Han and widening his eyes. Chanyeol ran to the small form, anxiously picking the body up like it weighed no more than a singular feather and hurrying back to his room, not before pleading his friends not to bother him until he came out.