Let's Get Carried Away

6

They go from store to store for hours. Jongdae tries on everything he finds on his size, and then inspects himself carefully in front of the mirror from every angle, just to decide he doesn't like the shape of the buttons of the jacket make or that the color doesn't match well with his skin. It's driving Baekhyun insane.

"If I had known how picky you were going to be I really wouldn't have come," he laments as they leave the fourth shop. Baekhyun hasn't even had the energy to look for a suit for himself.

"Don't be a baby," Jongdae says as he types something on his phone, probably to check for other shops in the area. "You already agreed, there's nothing you can do now."

"If you don't buy something in the next store, I'm leaving." It's already noon, and Baekhyun has work to do.

"It's not my fault nothing fits my gloriously sculpted body," Jongdae says, and looks up from his phone. Just as he lifts his head, he seems to spot something in front of them. "Hey, isn't that Kyungsoo?"

Baekhyun's stomach flips. He turns to where Jongdae's looking, and yes, that's Kyungsoo walking a couple of meters in front of them. Baekhyun could probably recognize his back and his narrow shoulders anywhere. "Um, yeah," Baekhyun says, eloquently.

"How convenient," Jongdae says, and before Baekhyun can do anything to stop him, he's calling out Kyungsoo's name, his loudness startling everyone around them.

Kyungsoo turns around, and smiles widely once he sees them. Baekhyun's heart starts beating like crazy. He hasn't seen Kyungsoo since... since that night. He knows that it's his fault, but he still didn't expect to run into Kyungsoo like this. Maybe this is his punishment, he thinks.

Kyungsoo waits for them to catch up with him. He's wearing a white button up, dark jeans and dress shoes, which means he was probably at work. "Hey," he says. He's smiling, and he doesn't look uncomfortable at all, but Baekhyun knows he can be a good liar when he needs to be. "What are you two up to?"

"I'm trying to find a suit for the wedding," Jongdae says. "And Baekhyun here is just getting in the way, as usual."

Baekhyun makes a face. "Don't listen to him. If anyone's been getting in the way, that's him."

"Anyway," continues Jongdae "Want to come with us? We're going to one more shop and then I'll release Baekhyun from his suffering." Baekhyun turns to Jongdae and tries to say don't do this to me with his eyes, but Jongdae isn't even looking at him. Baekhyun needs a new best friend, one that wouldn't interfere with his life decisions like this.

"Sure," says Kyungsoo, if only a little reluctantly. He offers Baekhyun a small, hard to read smile. Baekhyun smiles back, but he knows it mustn't look sincere at all. Kyungsoo doesn't seem to mind, though. Baekhyun wonders how he can look so calm when the last time they saw each other, they touched each other's dicks and Baekhyun kissed him good-bye at the door. And Baekhyun said he'd call him, and he didn't. Maybe Kyungsoo's pretending he's not angry because Jongdae's here and he doesn't want to make things awkward, but that's not something Kyungsoo would do.

Baekhyun's confused. But if Kyungsoo isn't going to make a big deal about this, he figures he shouldn't.