foreign affairs (sehun)

two

"I think I've decided!" Baek said triumphantly, throwing my door open with a wide grin.

Chan groaned from his nap on my bed. "Baekhyn-ah, it shouldn't be this hard to pick a fucking outfit."

"Come on Baekhyun, you made me lose my place!" Ky groaned, adjusting his glasses from his nose. Classes didn't start until tomorrow, and yet he was already waist deep in revision for his culinary history class. Such a good student.

Even I huffed. "Baek, this is the fourth time you've-" I raised my hands into quotation marks "-decided on your first-day-of-class ensemble."

Baek knitted his eyebrows at me. "Wha- what's this?" he said, imitating my quotation marks and pulling a nasty face. "You Canadians and your stupid hand gestures. No, I'm serious this time!"

"Oh yeah? Well go on then, model it off to us." Chanyeol said, shooing Baek to the bathroom with a flick of his wrist. He rolled onto his side, sleepy eyes heavy lidded. "In the meantime, how long was I out?"

"Only since he had last 'decided'." I said, repeating my 'stupid canadian hand gesture' and glancing at the invisible watch on my wrist. "So, about ten minutes or so?"

"Ah, fuck this." Chanyeol said, a lopsided grin forming as he pushed himself into a sit. He rubbed his eyes wearily. "There's no point if this will keep happening all day."

"Yeah, I'm surprised you've kept trying for this long." Kyungsoo said, leaning back and stretching from the kitchen table. "I would have given up after he tried stealing your sweater to try on."

"Yeah, that almost pushed me to the edge." Chan chuckled. "He's lucky I'm so patient."

"Are you guys done bitching about me or should I leave?" Baekhyun yelled from behind the closed door of the bathroom, followed by a harsh thud. "Ah, fuck, almost slipped and broke my dick."

I closed my laptop with a soft thud. "Baek, can you not talk about your dick for like five minutes, please?" I asked, rubbing my temples in disdain.

"You love it!" he laughed, swinging open the door softly. He strutted out, in impossibly tight black skinny jeans, swinging his hips animatedly. His white tee shirt was crisp and clean, and he tousled his tawny hair softly with a smirk.

"Wow." Ky said dryly, leaving his head on his hands and giving Baek an uninterested look. "You look amazing, hyung."

"Truly a gift from God himself." I said, with a sarcastic smirk playing on my lips.

"Holy, do you happen to be single? I'd like to take you out, hot stuff." Chan said through the open door to my room, grinning.

"Can you guys fuck off, for like, two seconds please. Is this too understated?" Baek asked, rolling his eyes and pressing his shirt with his hands.

"Honestly Baekhyun, anything will look fine. The profs aren't even going to notice -" I started.

"Well, this isn't for the professors!" Baek whines, shoving his hands in his back pockets.

"Then who's it for?" Ky asked wearily, folding his glasses and setting them on the table.

"The ladies, obviously." Baekhyun grinned, sauntering over to join Ky and I at the table. He plopped down beside me with a soft thud. "Come on, now I'm reconsidering this whole thing."

"It looks fine!"

"Who cares you idiot!"

"Can you stop worrying about it already?" We all whined un unison.

Baekhyun shrugged. "If you tell me that its actually fine, then sure."

"It's fine!"