What Is Love? | exo

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Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Jongin all went out for a meal at a restaurant not so far away. It was well decorated especially at night, with fairy lights lit up the room. It looked fairly expensive but it wasn't a bad price. But that didn't matter whether it was or wasn't to Chanyeol or Baekhyun as they weren't the ones paying; Jongin was.

When the food arrived the three couldn't wait to tuck in and eat as much as they could. "Mmm this looks so delicious!" Baekhyun commented, unconsciously turning to Chanyeol smiling. Chanyoel was already, for whatever reason, looking at him with a slight smile tugging on his lips but quickly faced forward once the smaller saw. Thinking maybe he was uncomfortable, Baekhyun turned back and gave Jongin a quick smile before thanking him for the meal.

Once finishing their meals, Jongin payed and followed his two roommates out of the building.

As they were walking home Jongin thought about the last conversation he had with Kyungsoo. They hadn't spoke in a while which made Jongin think that maybe Kyungsoo had gotten bored with talking to him.

Baekhyun thought hard to try and remember what other strange things he might have done the night before.

Chanyeol thought about what would have happened if they did actually kiss and whether Baekhyun was indeed telling the truth.

However none of them spoke their thoughts out loud.

•••

Sehun felt uncontrollably angry. But because of what Luhan said, why did he feel the need to cut down the visits with Eun mi? Shouldn't he be keeping her closer now that his friend just confessed that he liked sehun's 'about-to-be-girlfriend'. Well—now—it was more along the lines of 'I did want her to be my girlfriend... But now I don't'.

This made Sehun, aswell as annoyed, but also verry confused and frustrated. He didn't know what Luhan was trying to accomplish, but he had done a very good job of messing up sehuns Brain completely.

Sehun had spoke to Eun Mi as soon as he came home saying how he was 'ill' and won't be able to see her any time soon. Of course he wasn't ill, but he just needed a good enough reason to not see her so he can get his head straight.

Like Luhan had asked, Sehun didn't plan on telling her about any of this; it was going to be a secret.

'I'm not doing it for Him though... I'm doing it because I , personally, don't want her to know...'

Although Sehun was damn right annoyed, he couldn't deny the pain in his chest when he stood and watched the older cry. The tears blurred his sparkling eyes and made him look weak and vulnerable which was opposite to what he usually looked like. Luhan seemed so strong. Yet, then on his door step, Luhan was really affected which hurt Sehun to see him that way.

But...

Sehun didn't do anything about it.

Meaning he could have...

But he didn't...

And he guessed there was no proper reason for not siting down next to him and comforting him until he calmed down and telling him that it was okay and finding a way around the situation instead of almost shouting at the boy.

'Was going to his house the wrong decision?'

•••

Yifan stood at their door and pressed the doorbell not just once, but twice. No three times—no four. Five, six, seven, eight— lets just say he didn't stop until someone answered.
He heard footsteps come to the front and a faint voice complain about 'if this is Sehun then I'll snap his legs'

'Who the hell is Sehun? Im not Sehun?' Yifan thought.

A small-ish guy appeared at the door when it opened and it took a few minutes for Yifan to put a name to the face.

'Yixing' he said in his head ' the other one is Luhan'

"Oh hi" Yixing said.

"Err yeah hi"

"Can I help you?"

"Uh..."
'Wait why did I come here again?'

"Who is it?" A voice said from the background which he instantly recognised as Zitao.

"Kris ge" Yixing smiled weirdly then within a second, Zitao had his head round the door smiling and waving frantically. Yifan rolled his eyes at the oddly excited Chinese boy.

"Oh—do you want to come in? Maybe for a drink?"

"Yeah sure" he steps in as soon as Yixing and Zitao move away from the door. Zitao immediately grabs his arm and drags him further into the house until he's sitting on the sofa a bit too close to the younger.

When Yixing comes in with a couple of drinks, he asks : "where's Junmyeon today? Why has he not come with you?"

"Uh He's still at home" Yifan replied almost laughing with how quickly Yixing came out with the questions "and I didn't tell him I was coming. "

"Why didn't you?"

"Was I supposed to?"

"Is he okay?"

"Why wouldn't he be?"

"Why are you answering my questions in questions?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

Yixing blushes slightly and moved on. "So.. Did you need us for anything?"

"Mmm nope. I just thought I'd stop by and chat."

Zitao nudged him and said "that doesn't sound like you"

"Well it is, I was just bored okay? and I was going out anyway but decided to come here and have one of your drinks so I don't have to pay anywhere else. Is that a good enough explanation?" Yifan asked sarcastically.

Both Yixing and Zitao laughs and Yifan was suprise they didn't take the 'so I don't have to pay anywhere else' offensive or rude. Since Zitao was sitting close to Yifan , he felt Zitaos hot breath on his neck as he laughed. It made him shiver.

•••

Jongdae and Minseok didn't go to sleep for another few hours, instead they stayed awake, but curled up in bed together talking about pointless things. Jongdae had reached for Minseoks hand, looking directly at him as he did. The both of them were hot and their hands would probably get clammy soon but didn't let go.

They stayed like that until they fell alseep—Minseok being the first to drift of. Jongdae smiled when he saw the older get sleepy and studied his features as a bed time story.

Then, finally, Jongdae closed his eyes as he snuggled even closer to Minseok.

•••

Sorry if this is such a boring and crap chapter

I just wanted to update before I go to France for 3 or 4 days! Which is , yes, today. This explains why I'm updating at 4 am in the morning.

I promise I'll try and update more when I come back!