Bermuda // Chanbaek

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"Can I try some?" Baekhyun asked timidly.

"What? This?!" Chanyeol asked back, his eyes open wide at Baekhyun's weird question. "You want to try beer? Since when?"

"Will you give me some or not?" Baekhyun replied forcefully, which surprised Chanyeol.

"Sure..." He said hesitantly.

He handed the can of beer to Baekhyun and watched him as he took a sip. He winced, which made Chanyeol think that he didn't like it. He extended his hand to take the can back, but - to his surprise - Baekhyun took another sip. And another.

"Is everything okay?" No way was Baekhyun drinking without having a reason to. He hated drinking.

No, he despised drinking. Chanyeol used to think that Baekhyun would never drink. Not because he perhaps hated the taste, but mostly because he disliked the fact that it not only was it bad for your health, but also because alcohol 'messes with your mind' was what he had said.

But that was before that night, when Baekhyun drank even more beers than Chanyeol and got drunk. Chanyeol drank less, so that he could drive Baekhyun back home and walk back to his, since the car was Baelhyun's.

On the way back home Baekhyun slept. He was dreaming, Chanyeol figured, after the older one mumbled some things in his sleep. "Yeol-ah, I'm sorry." He'd say, again and again, but Chanyeol didn't pay much attention.

He caressed his hyung's head, whispering 'it's okay', but Baekhyun didn't stop. "Yeol-ah, I'm sorry. I really am." He kept saying.

"I'm never giving you any alcohol ever again." He looked at his best friend.

Weird thoughts came to his mind as he saw him passed out on the seat to his right.

Thoughts like if he were awake and if Chanyeol were drunk as well, what could have happened?

Chanyeol had gotten drunk in front of Baekhyun, but Baekhyun had not even drunk in front of Chanyeol. So, everything about this situation was weird. He felt like a fish out of water. The roles had been reversed.

But Chanyeol always drank because he felt unhappy, he wanted to forget somehow, even for a night, since next morning he'd remember.

So, was Baekhyun unhappy?

Of course he must have been. You could tell from his face, his quietness and his drunken state. That was not Baekhyun.

He didn't like this Baekhyun.

Chanyeol gasped and stood up.

When he saw the blue walls and messy bed, he relaxed, remembering what had happened before he fell asleep.

He smiled when he saw Baekhyun drooling on his pillow, his arms under it and legs pulled closer to his stomach. Adorable, he thought.

He checked the clock on the wall and was shocked by how fast time had gone by. It was already ten o'clock. He had arrived there at half past six.

"It's Friday night. We're watching a movie together."

"Oh, shit! Crap, crap, crap!" He whispered as he put on his boxers and pants.

Baekhyun's head lifted a little. "Am I a one-nighter? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Chanyeol chuckled. Baekhyun was definitely not a one-nighter and Chanyeol was still not used to having Baekhyun talk to him like that.