Runaway // Chanbaek

Chapter 6

BAEKHYUN

"So, bunny boy, you sure you'll be okay here on your own?" Suho asks, fluffing through his brown hair in the small mirror before handing a piece of paper to Kyungsoo, who's facial expression turns from neutral to alarmed in seconds.

"Suho hyung. Do you honestly believe we can afford all of this food? I mean, this list is outrageous!" Kyungsoo stares daggers into Suho's eyes, raising his chin to seem more intimidating. The height difference is comical, but it's clear who's the dominant one judging by Suho's guilty expression.

"We're feeding twelve now, we'll have to afford it somehow." Suho raises his hands in forfeit, and gives me an apologetic look as I stare at my palms, hating that I've caused trouble. They didn't need to accept me and yet they did and took me under their wing. I don't deserve it. Luckily, an idea pops into my head and I run upstairs to where Luhan took my bag.

As I turn the corner I'm met with Chanyeol, thanking the lord that I stopped just in time. He's wearing a red hoodie and has his earplugs in, but practically rips them out once he sees me. He's wearing a horribly annoyed expression and I can tell he's angry when his knuckles turn white, gripping harshly onto the arm of his backpack.

"Mianhae, Chanyeol hyung. I-I wasn't looking where I was going; again." I stumble backwards a little, realising I look like a total mess with disheveled clothes and permanently flushed cheeks. He eyes me up and down arrogantly, shrugs before pushing me aside and continuing down the stairs.

I get mixed feelings as I watch him slam the door shut, but nevertheless I don't let it bother me and carry on, knocking on Luhan's door. We've become best friends and all I can say is I'm overwhelmed by the amount of hugs he gives. I'm about to walk in when I decide it'd be more fun to investigate, and so I press my ear to the door and listen in.

When I hear strange moans and grunts coming from inside the room, I start to get a little bit concerned. Deciding it would be best to knock one more time. "Wh-who is i- OH SEHUN RIGHT THERE!" Luhan's breathless voice asks, and after a while of thinking, I get the message and squirm uncomfortably as I realise what they're doing. Eww. . .

"Umm, L-Luhan? I left m-my bag in y-y-your room. . . ." I say with a timid voice, hearing a few footsteps as the door finally opens to reveal a hickey covered Luhan wearing nothing but an over-sized shirt and a shirtless Sehun, wearing nothing but jeans. I feel slightly burdened as I interrupted their 'love making'.

Sehun literally shoves the bag into my arms with an amused smirk dancing on his lips, watching Luhan with a love-struck expression as he bites his lips and fiddles with his thumbs.

"Sorry for disturbing you!"

"Ani, it's fine. We need to go soon anyway. Sehun and I have work."

With that I nod my head and rush back downstairs, finding Suho and Kyungsoo still in their spots. I fish through my bag and find my wallet, handing them the contents. "Oh no- Baek, that's not what we meant!" Kyungsoo says, cooing a little. He seems to visualise me as some kind of small child and has picked up the habit of squishing my cheeks together whenever he gets the chance.

"No please! If you're feeding twelve people I might as well chip in since I'm not doing anything. And plus, what else would I spend it on?" I chuckle dryly, forcing the money into Suho's hand.

"Well you have a point, we'll be back in an hour or two. The others will start to leave after us, so don't mind all the noise." Suho says, putting on his jacket. Kyungsoo pinches my cheeks a little, ruffling my pink locks before opening the door and leaving. As soon as the door shuts I hear the latter's shouts and cries towards Suho, laughing as I realise he must have some kind of soft spot for me.