"Let's play a game." Jongdae smacks his hands on the table during their lunch break. Chanyeol's settled in to the restaurant routine by now, but he ponders the fact that he can never get used to Jongdae.
"Here's how it's going to go. Get as many customers to give you their number as possible. Do whatever you want, whisper to the orange juice if that's what works for you." His eyes glint. "So who's in?"
Sehun shoots a questioning glance at Jongin.
"Go ahead. Just as long as you don't actually call them." Jongin shrugs.
Yixing furrows his brows. "You're okay with watching Sehun flirt with other people?"
Sehun slips a hand around Jongin's waist subtly. No one misses the way Jongin pulls him closer.
"Yeah. It's not like I call anyone else daddy," Sehun answers casually for his boyfriend.
Joonmyun looks utterly scandalized. "Yixing, please don't ask next time."
Meanwhile, Luhan joins them. "Might as well give it a try before I get too old to have fun."
"You're going to be a senior in college. Not a senior citizen," Kyungsoo says dryly.
Just then, Baekhyun cuts in.
"I hope you all know you've lost already." He surveys everyone lazily. The crazy thing (or maybe not so crazy) for Chanyeol is that it's actually easy to see Baekhyun winning this. From a completely objective standpoint, it's in the way Baekhyun walks sometimes, downright predatory, and the heaviness in his gaze that makes Chanyeol swallow and look away.
"Please, the only number you can get is Chanyeol's," Jongdae scoffs.
Baekhyun smiles serenely. "Just watch me."
After Baekhyun walks away, Chanyeol immediately opens his mouth to argue. "Don't lie," Jongdae smirks, "Your red ears gave you away ages ago."
