Default State Of Being

3

Kyungsoo was perched on a stool, his elbows leaning on the bar as he let his finger trail in circles around the top of his bottle of water. His eyes were trained on a set of long fingers drying beer mugs with a strange sort of elegance that he doubted anyone else could have pulled off. He was killing time while waiting for Jongin to get off work so they could go see a movie. He would have been perfectly content to go alone, but Jongin's eyes had lit up when he mentioned it and he'd been conned into letting him tag along. It was a bad idea, but he didn't have the capacity to protest when Jongin had his mouth wrapped around his dick. He hated it when Jongin played dirty.

"Have you ever thought of branching out?"

"Hmm?" Kyungsoo said as he blinked, Baekhyun's voice snapping him out of his reverie.

"Branching out. Like, I don't know, writing about a man and a woman. You'd probably sell more books," Baekhyun said with a shrug of his shoulders as he set down the dry mug.

Kyungsoo attempted to suppress a shudder. "I couldn't write that convincingly. There's just something about a vagina I can't - I just . . . I have no desire to figure out the mechanics of that particular part of anatomy."

Baekhyun laughed, his smile making his eyes almost close completely. "I can understand that."

"What's so funny?" came a deep voice, drawing the attention of both men as the source of the voice walked behind the bar, a box full of discs balanced in one hand.

"We were discussing the finer points of vaginas," Kyungsoo informed Chanyeol.

"There are vaginas with points? Count me out." Chanyeol winked at Baekhyun before smacking him on the ass as he walked off and toward the back stairs.

"Yah!" the smaller man called out with fake indignation as he rubbed the spot where he'd been hit.

"Stop harassing my bartender!" barked Kris' voice from his office. Kyungsoo saw Baekhyun roll his eyes and sigh in resignation while he merely smiled.

Three.

Two.

One.

"I can harass my boyfriend anytime I like," came Chanyeol's voice from half way up the stairs.

"Not while he's working for me!"

"Boyfriend trumps employee!"

"You couldn't trump me if you tried!"

Their voices were getting louder, which meant they were getting closer. Kyungsoo watched Kris walking out of his office at the same time Chanyeol made it back down the stairs. They were face to face and neither of them looked too happy.

"Could you two just please -" Baekhyun was cut off before he could finish.

"Trumping your ass wouldn't be worth my time," Chanyeol snarled.

"My ass is more than you could handle," Kris snapped back.

"I could handle -"

SMASH

Everyone's attention was diverted to the small man behind the bar and the broken glass now littered across the floor. Baekhyun looked up at both of them as he grabbed another glass.

"The next one will be at your heads."

Chanyeol at least had the decency to look sorry for his part. Kris, however, just strode off back toward his office.

"That's coming out of your check!" he called over his shoulder. Baekhyun stuck his tongue out in Kris' general direction before flashing a glare at his boyfriend. Chanyeol ducked his head like a child before rushing back up the stairs to prepare for the night.