Loving Him |Chanbaek [DISCONTINUED]

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I felt like updating so here ya go hoes

× Baekhyun ×

It was a Saturday and I was getting my beauty sleep, but the continuous ringing of the doorbell just had to ruin it.

I grunted and stood up to get down to the living room, wondering who was coming to my house this early.

It must be Hyeri, I thought, since she had morning tutoring sessions.

"Sheesh, I'm coming!", still half-asleep and the aggravating noise of the doorbell being pressed non-stop annoying me, I opened the door.

"What is wrong with you this-", but I was met with non other than Park fucking Chanyeol. My eyes widened at the sight of him and immediately closed the door. I could hear him shouting my name from the other side.

With one last breath, I opened the door again, "What the fuck are you doing here at my house and how do you know where I live?!", I ask loudly, making my scariest face.

He then laughed.

× Chanyeol ×

He was wearing a onesie.

And god, his messy bedhair.

He looked so cute that I could just squish him up. But I just stood there laughing away at how adorable and funny he looked.

He realized what I was so hyped about and blushed, turning around. "Y-You haven't answered my question!"

"The project remember?", I reply, coming back to my senses.

"But I didn't tell you where I live and-"

"I have my sources.", I say and brushed past him. His house wasn't that bad, it was pretty messy here and there but still cozy.

"What do you think you're doing?", he asks.

"Coming into your house for a project?"

"But-"

"You look cute in that, by the way.", I interrupted him, smirking when a blush creeps onto his face.

"N-No one asked for your opinion, dick!", he say loudly, looking down, probably hiding his blush, before going upstairs to what seemed to be his room and I followed.

"At least I have a dick. A dick that you like."

"Wait on my bed while I change", he ordered.

"You know you don't have to change-"

"Shut up Park Chanyeol." And with that, he went off.

I just sat on his small bed, eyes exploring his room. It was unexpectedly cleaner than the rest of the house. He had pictures of his family standing on his bedside table. I let out a small chuckle as I saw a picture of a young him with whipping cream all over his face.

I had realized his father was nowhere to be found in any of his photos. It was just his mother and a younger girl.

"Alright", he says closing the door and turing the AC on, "Let's do half of the project, i don't want to spend too much time with you."

I rolled my eyes as he sat on the bed in front of me and took out his laptop.

My curiousity about his father grew bigger and I was dying to know about it. And being the reckless person I am-

"Do you have a father?" , I blurted out, before realizing what I just said, "Fuck me sorry I shouldn't-"

"That's like asking me if i'm a virgin.", he says, expressionless, eyes fixed on his laptop screen.

After that, it was just awkward silence and the sound of the keyboard being pressed and pencil scribbling on paper.

× Third person ×

They had been working on the stupid project for almost 3 hours now and Chanyeol was dead tired. He didn't know how Baekhyun was still able to continue.

"Hey, I think we should stop here", he says to the shorter, "I'm beat."

"Okay."

Baek then closes his laptop and keeps everything away. He had taken note of how Chanyeol was helping him throughout the project without him even asking and thought it was nice of him to do so.

This guy shouldn't be so bad, he thought.

"I shall get you starbucks."

Chanyeol just stares at him, wide-eyed.

"What?", he asks, not being able to believe what Baekhyun had just said.

"Shut up, it's my damn treat."

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Boring & cringey ik ugh :( but I tried :')

And thanks Baozisaur for suggesting the onesie idea 🙆

P.S someone get me a Baekhyun p l z