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Chanyeol can be oblivious at times. But right now, even he's not that oblivious. The first time, he's a little confused as to why the girl ("Eunhye," she supplied, dimpling brilliantly) was so eager to get her drink, brushing her fingers down Chanyeol's wrist before he can even put the glass in front of her. Her friends smirk behind their hands and look Chanyeol up and down so thoroughly that his skin prickles uncomfortably. He steps away quickly and feels the need to apologize, though he's not sure what for.
The second time, it still might be a mistake. Chanyeol tells himself that anyway when Eunhye tips over the dish of soup as he hands it to her. Unfortunately, most of the spill lands on Chanyeol.
"Don't worry, it happens." He smiles reassuringly at Eunhye after she bursts into apology. "Excuse me for a moment. I'll bring you another dish."
That's when Eunhye stops him with a manicured hand on Chanyeol's forearm.
"No, I feel awful," she says, shaking her head. "It's my fault. I'll help you clean up."
Despite Chanyeol's protests, Eunhye stands up, grabs a napkin from the holder at the end of the table, and begins scrubbing at the quickly forming stain. She doesn't seem to be too concerned with actually getting the soup off, though, seeing as her gaze is fixed on Chanyeol's face instead of the bottom of his shirt. She'srubbing at Chanyeol's stomach now while biting on her pink-lipsticked lips in a way that she surely thought was sensual. Chanyeol distractedly thinks that Baekhyun's lips look prettier. Holding onto her hand, he detaches her as gently as possible.
"Thanks, but really, I've got it," Chanyeol says. He refuses to make eye contact, afraid of how Eunhye might react, and picks up the ruined soup instead.
Baekhyun doesn't wait for the girl to have a third chance. He can't hear what they're saying from the other side of the restaurant - and really, he's not the type to be like this-but something simmers in his stomach when she touches Chanyeol like that and it's clearly unwanted. Baekhyun figures he'd show her what Chanyeol does want.
He tells his table, "I'll be just a minute," and flashes a tight smile.
Without hesitation, Baekhyun strides toward table five, where Chanyeol's currently gathering up the dishes. As he approaches, a couple of the other girls take notice of him. Baekhyun decides to slow his walk to an unhurried pace, with more sway to his hips than usual. When he's standing right behind Chanyeol, Baekhyun leans forward to rest his chin on Chanyeol's shoulder.
Chanyeol looks back in surprise, expression immediately brightening. "Hey Baek, what's up?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Baekhyun looks pointedly at Eunhye. Chanyeol doesn't notice his tone.
While Chanyeol brightens, Eunhye's face darkens. Baekhyun admittedly enjoys her sour look more than he should. He would've even been satisfied to leave her like this if it weren't for the next words she said.
"You guys are friends, right? I think it's cute that you're so close." Eunhye smiles sweetly straight at Baekhyun.
Chanyeol rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Actually, we're-"
No one gets to hear the rest of Chanyeol's sentence. Baekhyun abruptly tugs Chanyeol to him by the belt loops until they're flush against each other, noses touching.
"Mine," Baekhyun breathes before leaning in.
Baekhyun only means to give Chanyeol an innocent kiss to prove a point. But Chanyeol's mouth is soft and eager on Baekhyun's and he's so, so responsive when Baekhyun sucks hard on his full bottom lip, letting out the softest gasp that only Baekhyun can hear. The sound burns warm in his veins. Baekhyun wants to hear more.
Somehow, Baekhyun ends up with his fingers tangled through Chanyeol's hair, one thigh halfway hitched around Chanyeol's waist when they finally break apart reluctantly. Baekhyun feels a surge of satisfaction at how dazed and mildly turned on Chanyeol looks, eyes unfocused and hair tousled and mouth perfectly reddened. He grins at the thought that he probably looks just as wrecked, that Chanyeol does this to him.
Someone lets out a long breath. "Damn," one of Eunhye's friends whispers quietly.
"Wow," Chanyeol manages, seemingly at a loss for what to say.
"I've missed you, babe." Baekhyun's mouth is ghosting at the base of Chanyeol's neck then, but the curl of a smirk lingers tauntingly on his kiss-swollen lips. He stares challengingly back at Eunhye.
Chanyeol drops a kiss on his forehead, arm still wrapped securely around Baekhyun. "We haven't been further than thirty feet apart all day, Baek." He grins. "Not that I mind."
Meanwhile, Eunhye is completely silent, a picture of shock and rage with her fists balled up and a flush coloring the tops of her cheeks. She looks like an angry squirrel, Baekhyun observes, pleased.
The rest of the customers in Viva Polo seem to have caught on at this point. Various parties have turned their heads at the commotion. To both Baekhyun and Chanyeol's surprise, many of them are clapping, some even laughing, cheering, whistling in their direction. One high-school student even flashes a thumbs-up at a very smug Baekhyun wound up in Chanyeol's arms.
Eunhye smacks her palm against the table petulantly, startling one of her friends that started applauding too.
"Eunhye, stop being salty because they're obviously getting some and you aren't. He looks better with that pretty short guy anyway."
Baekhyun overhears and grins at her. "Maybe you should listen to your friend, Eunhye."
Eunhye snatches up her jacket and stalks out the door. "Have fun mauling each other, you filthy dogs," she snaps over her shoulder.
Baekhyun waves brightly as she leaves and Chanyeol looks torn between being amused and mildly apologetic. No one is particularly upset to see her go, though, and the cheering continues for a good few minutes before finally petering out.
