"baekkie-"
"don't call me that, yoda." baekhyun throws the taller his pencil, his ears plugged with earphones. the taller just give him a mischief grin.
"i signed you up for a singing contest tomorrow, no backing out." chanyeol puts a brochure on his table, waiting for a tantrum from the brown haired boy.
his eyes widen as round as saucers, grabbing the brochure. "what?! you did what?!"
"you have a real talent. show them who the real byun baekhyun is. show them how wring they are." his pleading eyes catch baekhyun's shocked ones, "please?"
baekhyun soften when he sees chanyeol's face. "okay." he actually wants to prove them wrong. he wants to show them that he's more than his brother. and park chanyeol here supporting him just make his desicion on how he wouldn't act dumb again.
he's done.
chanyeol light up in an instant, "yes!" he embrace baekhyun tightly, his grin showing up. "i'm proud of you."
that night baekhyun sleep with a smile on his face, something he rarily does.
