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{Exo Chanyeol} ~ Jealous Smut

For parkchanyeolliie

You knocked on the door of the apartment. A  few minutes passed and you heard no movement, so you stood on your tiptoes, sliding your hand along the top  of the door frame, feeling for the spare key. You felt a cold metal sting your finger tips. Grabbing a hold of the key, you unlocked the door to the apartment. The place was a mess.

"Oppa.." you sighed.  You took of your shoes and put on your slippers that you always left there.  His guitar was on the couch,  paper everywhere. Most of them had ripped which had caused them to fall out of the ring binder. You grabbed the reinforcing stickers and began sorting out the clutter. You were about thirty minutes in, when you decided to put some music on while you cleaned and waited him to come back from his schedule.

Your phone was on shuffle through his blue tooth speaker, and you bopped and sang along stupidly, as always. It was 8:42pm. An hour and forty-two minutes  after he asked you to arrive, because "that would be when he had dinner ready."

You put it down to him just being busy, as always. The last thing to put in it's place was the guitar, that had been resting on the couch this whole time. You took it into his music room and set it in the empty stand. You waddled back into the main room, grabbing your phone and decided to order some food for him when he gets home. Also, you were starving. You ordered some chinese food and went onto instagram. You scrolled, and scrolled, the food arrived, you scrolled. It was 10:22pm and you were 62 weeks deep into a Kim Taehyung account. You had liked every single photo thus far, and had cried numerous  times at the videos. The funny ones, the cute ones, the hot ones. You were in the middle of one of those dance edits where it's stupid, cute dancing at the start and then all of a sudden BAM he's hip grinding, when you heard the door open. You were too fixated on V, so you continued looking at the screen as the video played over and over.

"Jagiya, I'm so, so sorry," 

"It's okay." you cut him off. Not because you were mad, or annoyed, it wasn't  even on purpose. You were just so fixated. You didn't even take your eyes off your phone. 

You knew he was hovering over the couch, probably watching what you were doing, but you couldn't care less. It's only a video. It's not like he knew it made you gasp when you first saw it, or anything.

"There's some food in the kitchen. I ordered in." You said, continuing to scroll once again. 

He didn't move.

You put you phone down after locking it, and got up to reheat his food.

"You can take a shower while I heat your food up, if you want. You're probably exhausted, oppa." you smiled at him.

He just stared at you, and nodded, before turning around and heading for the bathroom. You went into the kitchen and heated the food up, and served it onto the table with a beer for him, ready for when he comes back from the shower. You grabbed your phone and returned to the table, sipping some water.

"Thirsty?" he said, as he came to the table. You nodded. "I can tell." He scoffed.

You ignored his tone, assuming he was hangry or something. It wasn't like him to be like this, but the only other time he was snide with you was when he was incredibly low on energy, so you decided to just let it slide. You continued scrolling as he ate, also on his phone. He finished typing something and put his phone down, saying, "I'm sorry about not letting you know I was going to be late."

You put your phone down. "It's okay" you smiled back.

"Thank you, so much, for cleaning and getting food."