fries with a side of love. baekyeol

열요섯

⠀⠀Baekhyun found it odd that Kyungsoo had monotonously announced, "Byun, I'm taking you to the mall," as they watched episodes of Pokémon from the 90s at 3:26 in the afternoon.

⠀⠀The Byun in question was quite fond of hanging at the mall, not always for shopping reasons. Going to the food court or theater were also reasons he would head to Coex on any given day. The sudden offer from Kyungsoo was strange though because of the fact that Kyungsoo despised shopping and being in social places. Not only did he think that it was absolutely pointless, Kyungsoo wasn't fond of the idea of being surrounded by so many chattering people constantly, being the awkward introvert he commonly was.

⠀⠀"Why, Kyunggie?" Baekhyun looked down at his best friend on the floor from his spot on the couch. Kyungsoo shrugged, not sparing Baekhyun a glance as he intently watched the Pokémon battle unfold on the TV screen.

⠀⠀"Must I have a motive to treat you to something you like, Byun?" he said sardonically.

⠀⠀"Yeah, pretty much."

⠀⠀"Do you want to go to the mall or not, Baekhyun?" Kyungsoo said with an irritated sigh, rubbing his temple with his fingers like he felt an oncoming headache already forming. Baekhyun sheepishly smiled before standing up.

⠀⠀"I'll go get ready, Kyung," he sang softly as he reached down and ruffled Kyungsoo's short, neat black hair to the point that it looked like an rat's nest, prompting a dirty look from the younger boy before walking away to his room.

⠀⠀Once Baekhyun had left to go cover up his bruises in mountains of makeup and pick an outfit, Kyungsoo muted the TV and pulled out his phone to call Jongin about today's plans. He scrolled through his contacts until he reached Jongin's—김종인이 <3—and tapped it before holding it up to his ear and leaning back against the couch with his eyes closed.

⠀⠀"Hyung!" Jongin's deep voice boomed in the receiver and Kyungsoo groaned. Damn, he already felt the headache he was going to get from Baekhyun at the mall, and Jongin was certainly not helping.

⠀⠀"Quiet, will you? My head hurts already and I haven't even gone to the mall yet with Baekhyun," he sighed. There was a softer, apologetic "sorry" and Kyungsoo decided to press forward. "You've convinced Chanyeol to watch Zootopia with you at the theaters, right, Jongin?"

⠀⠀"Uh-huh. Chanyeol-hyung loves the movie and apparently has to watch his movies ten times for him to he fully satisfied. This is gonna be his seventh time," Jongin chuckled. Kyungsoo rolled his eyes—of course Park Chanyeol was one of the people who was like that. He massaged his temples before opening his eyes and raising the volume of the Pokémon episode ever so slightly.

⠀⠀"Remember, Jongin—we take them to the mall, let them see each other, but don't let them interact. At six, we take them to the pool with their swimsuits we packed before hand. Do you have Chanyeol's swim stuff, Jongin?" Kyungsoo asked as he ran over the mental list he had compiled to pick up the pieces of Baekhyun and Chanyeol's relationship.

⠀⠀"Yeah. Took a while to find it. Chanyeol's unsuspecting. Still kind of sad, but unsuspecting."

⠀⠀"Perfect. Thanks, Jongin-ah," Kyungsoo mumbled with a tiny smile, his head tilting back to rest on the couch cushions.

⠀⠀"Anytime, babe." Jongin said with a teasing tone, and Kyungsoo attempted to fight down the rising heat to his cheeks, only to fail miserably. Well, damn.

⠀⠀They hung up, and Kyungsoo took a miniature nap to gain the energy to survive the nightmare that was the mall before he felt someone flicking his forehead harshly. He groaned and opened his eyes to see Baekhyun looking relatively normal with any and all signs of lack of sleep or injuries covered up by makeup along with a black long-sleeved shirt and black jeans with a white SnapBack and black glasses frames perched on his nose. Baekhyun yanked Kyungsoo's arm to pull him off of the ground, nearly ripping the younger's arm out of its socket in the process, while smiling a little shit-eating grin.