for him. ✔

chapter six.

Baekhyun's sister was drunk again.

Usually, Baekhyun would be out of the house, taking a stroll around town hopping around convenience stores and 24/7 establishments just until he was sure that his sister was finally asleep. He couldn't handle her sad rantings and banshee wails.

Unlike Baekhee, Baekhyun has locked the bitter memories deep into the recesses of his toxic mind. He has thrown the key away, and he has learned not to dwell over things that have happened well past a long time ago.

But if he didn't go out and he's exposed to Baekhee's dark-inked words, he'd find the key to the memories. They will flood his mind, then he'd end up being eaten by the contagious misery and he'd drown in his own tears.

And this night was no different.

But instead of going out alone to drown in himself whilst walking around, he decided to call up someone - the one person he knew who would put up with his nocturnal wanderings.

After waiting about ten minutes, Baekhyun heard the sound of something hitting his window. Quickly, he sprung up to his feet and opened it. Just below, he could see Chanyeol looking up at him.

"Move aside!" Baekhyun whispered, gesturing at the taller to move away.

Chanyeol cupped his hand beside his mouth and he held the other with his palm up. "Why?"

Baekhyun didn't answer. He shut the window again and entered the balcony. He swung his leg over the rails, the other one following after.

"Yah!" Chanyeol shouted in a whispery voice. "Are you seriously going to jump?! You're going to hurt yourself! Just pass through the front door!"

"This is nearer!" Baekhyun shouted, balancing himself. It wasn't even that high to begin with.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled back. He had done this numerous times, so he should be able to do this properly.

But there's still a 30% chance he'll screw up and kill himself.

Shaking those thoughts away, Baekhyun threw himself forward, the cold air hitting his cheek. He heard Chanyeol scream for his dear life, but Baekhyun suppressed his urge to chuckle. Upon hitting the ground, he then rolled his body to lessen the impact.

"Baekhyun!" Chanyeol rushed towards Baekhyun and immediately helped him to stand up. He even bothered to pat down the shorter's jeans.

"Chanyeol."

"Yes?"

"You're babying me."

The taller realised this and immediately sprung away, awkwardly scratching his head.

"I'm sorry," he muttered.

Baekhyun chuckled and flicked his head. "Should we go?"

"Sure."

Chanyeol led him to his car which was parked not far away from where they were. He opened the door at the front seat for Baekhyun before rushing over to the driver's seat.

"What do you have in mind?" Chanyeol asked as Baekhyun curiously ran his eyes around the interior of the car.

"Let's go to the city."

Chanyeol gaped at the shorter boy beside him, then blinked in confusion.

"I seem to have misheard what you've said," he poked the inside of his ear. "Or did I really hear you say you want to go to the city?"

"Yes, you heard right," Baekhyun's hands found his music player. "Chanyeol, can I play something here? You've got your flash drive plugged in."

"Yes, of course," Chanyeol said. "But Baekhyun-"

"I have money, if that's what you're worrying about," Baekhyun interrupted.

"No, that's not it-"

"Let's just skip classes tomorrow."

"That's no probl-"

"I know the city well."

"That's great bu-"

"What's the matter, Chanyeol?" Baekhyun was slightly irritated now.

The taller sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "What made you want me to be the one who would escort you? You've got other friends. You don't even really know me."

"Well I want to get to know you better."

Chanyeol was still not convinced, though.

"But Baekh-"

He was shut up by Baekhyun pulling at the collar of his shirt and his lips suddenly colliding against Baekhyun's, softly molding against each other in a sweet kiss. Chanyeol was stiff as fuck, surprised by Baekhyun suddenly this intimate with him.

How could he not?

This was Byun Baekhyun, a classmate he's been liking too much, someone he never thought he'd be able to come this close with, and now he's basically making out with him which Baekhyun himself has initiated.

Inside his car.

Isn't he just goals?

Smiling to himself, Chanyeol relaxed into the kiss. He placed his hands on Baekhyun's squishy cheeks and deepened the kiss, making the other boy grasp the front of his shirt along with a whimper.

That's so fucking cute, Chanyeol thought as he chuckled and wrapped his arms around Baekhyun. He withdrew from the kiss and pressed their foreheads together.

Baekhyun gazed at Chanyeol coyly, eyes hooded as he slightly panted and he was quite flustered.

"Why did you do that?" Chanyeol asked, his voice raspy.

"I... I wanted to end your ridiculous buts and just go with my flow."

"You do know you just complicated our relationship, right?"

Chanyeol released Baekhyun and ruffled the shorter's hair before they both leaned back into their seats.

"I don't know what we are, but I love being with you, Chanyeol. You're a cure for my bitterness."

"I love being with you too, Baekhyun. And being with you is not the only thing that I love."

Baekhyun tilted his head to the side. "And what is that other thing?"

"It's not a thing, though."

"What is this, then?"

"It's a person, and he's named Baekhyun."

Baekhyun tried hard to suppress the bubbling feeling inside him, so he ended up laughing.

"Chanyeol, you're so cliché."

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