The 12th Floor of Apartment E

Bull's Eye

Chanyeol's first time in Baekhyun's apartment could've been a better experience if he didn't have to start it off by helping Baekhyun move a vase that Chanyeol starts to slightly regret giving a little because it really is absurdly heavy. They're both sweating by the time they finally manage to get it into a part of the apartment where it won't be a danger to Baekhyun or anyone else, and the first thing they both do once the vase is put down is collapse onto the floor because their legs won't let them do anything else.

The reporter is about to apologize for giving Baekhyun flowers in a vase that is not only unnecessarily large but that also doesn't come with a cart, except he hears ringing laughter before he gets the chance to even look over. There're tiny droplets of sweat clinging to the sides of Baekhyun's face as he looks over at Chanyeol, grinning. "That was fun," Baekhyun says, tongue sticking out between his teeth.

Chanyeol finds himself grinning back (because it's impossible to do anything else), and he forgets he was even planning to apologize because there's not much point in that anymore anyway (who apologizes when it's fun?).

Kyungsoo wonders if it's possible to lead a peaceful life on the twelfth floor because he feels like it says something about the quality of life on the twelfth floor when he can't even get past his front door without being assaulted by six feet of happiness. Chanyeol wraps his long arms around Kyungsoo, dragging the choral major out into the middle of the hallway and spinning him around.

"I'm going to be late for my shift," Kyungsoo says and tries to detach himself (honestly he doesn't even know why he still tries because Chanyeol's arms are about as long as Kyungsoo's entire body so, doing the math, detachment is obviously impossible).

But Chanyeol continues to spin around with Kyungsoo in his arms until they finally get to the point where both of them lose balance and land on the floor, in the middle of the hallway (that's thankfully empty at the moment) with Kyungsoo flat on his face and Chanyeol on his side. "Kyungsoo-ah," Chanyeol grins. "Guess what?"

"My head hurts now," Kyungsoo complains, and rubs at his forehead.

"We kissed," Chanyeol says excitedly.

Kyungsoo squints. "How was the movie?"

"He kissed me first," Chanyeol goes on, grin so wide that Kyungsoo wonders if it's possible for one's face to split in half.

"So the movie was good?" Kyungsoo asks. "Good popcorn?"

"Except it didn't really work because he was on his toes but I asked him if he was trying to reach for the tree branch or something—"

Kyungsoo massages his forehead. "Do you have any Tylenol at your place? I ran out."

"But then he told me that he was trying to kiss me so I bent down so he could reach," Chanyeol concludes brightly. "I have Dayquil."

"Okay," Kyungsoo stands up, and offers a hand to Chanyeol to pull him up to his feet as well. Chanyeol takes it—only it doesn't happen the way it's supposed to because Kyungsoo forgot (for the two minutes they were on the floor and their faces had been somewhat on the same level for once) about how Chanyeol is six feet of happiness instead of five-and-something-feet of sanity like everyone else. They both land on the floor again.

"He's a good kisser," Chanyeol says.

Kyungsoo grunts, because he landed face down again and his head hurts too much for him to turn himself around and actually reply.