Unwanted love | sebaek

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Sehun cursed at every step, walking up the short staircase up to the door of his new house that he shares with his 'fiancé.'

He fished the key out of his pocket, thrusting it into the lock and slamming open the door, a loud bang could be heard from around the house, due to the smash of the door against the wall behind it.

He sighed, stepping inside the house and throwing his Louis Vuitton duffle bag into a corner. The house was empty. No furniture, they were left to that.

Annoyed, sehun walked around the house, shoes still on, the sound of his feet walking against the wooden floor made a loud echoing sound.

He explored the large house a bit. It was a nice house, approximately maybe 4 million dollars? No, 5 million. Or 6? Possibly more. Yeah. The kitchen was nice, the whole house was modern, based on the huge amount of glass windows, walls and doors. the floor wood was a dark wood, and the kitchen had marble counter tops. Outside there was a large pool and a hot tub, a  mini bar and a mini movie theatre, along with a library.

He stepped upstairs, wandering down the halls and stepping into one certain room. The room was empty, but it had one single luggage in it. He assumed this belonged to  his 'fiancé'.

The room had a balcony, it was one of the only rooms with a balcony. Sehun wanted this room.

Sehun picked up the suitcase that belonged to Baekhyun, turning around with it in his hands, only to stop and a small figure in the door way.

"Excuse me, But you're touching by suitcase." Baekhyun spoke up, tapping his foot on the floor. "I'm aware of that." Sehun replied, about to throw the luggage off the railing, down to the bottom floor, but Baekhyun stopped him. "I was gunna stop you, but I already unpacked, so, have fun throwing a suitcase off the top floor. I'm not picking it up." Baekhyun giggled, walking off.

"Actually, I won't," Sehun said, smirking.

"Instead-" Sehun spoke again, grabbing Baekhyuns suit case again and throwing it off the balcony instead, it landing inside the pool.

Baekhyun bit the inside of his cheek, sighing. "Wow." He raised both brows, shrugging. "I don't care anyw- holy fuck, chocci..." Baekhyun whispered the last part under his breath, suddenly remembering he left his plushie that goes by the name of  Chocci in his suitcase, and the suitcase was now in the pool...

He sprinted down the stairs, pushing open the glass sliding door and ran outside into the backyard, he knelt down by the pool, Sehun pleasantly watching this scene from the balcony.

Baekhyun couldn't swim, and he didn't want to get wet, so he sat by the pool and whined.

He groaned, groggily stepping into the pool with his clothes on and paddling towards the suitcase, holding onto the edges of the pool so he didn't sink. Once he arrived the spot where the suitcase was in, he piled himself into the water and tugged at the suitcase, but the force of the water was pushing down the suitcase, making it hard for Baekhyun to lift it up.

He needed air, so he pulled his head out of the water for a breath.

He groaned instead he went back into the water and instead of pulling the whole suitcase up, he just unzipped it while underneath the water, taking out the plushie, then dragging himself out, too.

He heard a loud laugh, then looking up to see Sehun on the balcony. Baekhyun huffed. "You dived in a pool just for a fucking toy?!" Sehun scoffed, making Baekhyun rolled his eyes.

He wrapped himself in a towel, giving Chocci a smaller towel for itself, too.

He sat outside on the ground, watching as Sehun slowly walked out to meet the smaller boy as well.

"So, let's go over some rules." He suggested. Baekhyun nodded, "sure."

"Rule number one, don't touch my belongings, and don't touch me. rule number two, don't text me unless it involves me. And lastly, rule number three- don't fall in love with me, Alright?" Sehun said stiffly .

Baekhyun scoffed, eyes wide as he shook his head, "Yeah... I won't be falling in love with you, that's for sure," he laughed bitterly.

"Mhm, Okay, as long as you follow my rules, I don't give a shit. I'm going out, by the way." He informed, leaving the house.

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Baekhyun watched as the moving truck pulled into their parking lot, men unloading their new furniture and wheeling it inside the house, Baekhyun smiling, he was happy with his purchases for their house.

Once all the men were gone and paid, Baekhyun started cutting open the boxes, removing the furniture and slowly decorating the large home. For all the rooms, they all had silk sheets and pillows. For the island in the kitchen, he had perfect stools. The pool had nice pool chairs, and the living room had an expensive flat screen tv,  white couches, along with a white carpet and a black and glass coffee table in the middle.

He smiled, Sehun walking in as if on cue. "I decorated!" Baekhyun exclaimed, smiling brightly. "Yeah, Yeah, cool." Sehun ignored him, busy texting Yoona on his phone, not realizing that the house was furnished, he bumped into an arm chair. Groaning, he looked up from his phone and realized his situation. "Oh..."

"Anyway, I'm going to be meet up with my friends for dinner," Baekhyun informed, getting his shoes on. "Oh, no you don't. You're staying home and making my dinner." Sehun commanded. Baekhyun scoffing. "I'm not you're slave! I'm- I'm your husband!" Baekhyun stopped his foot.

"Don't fucking say that word again, here me?!" Sehun spoke seriously. "And I'm not gay, by the way. Go make dinner." He finished.

Baekhyun sighed, kicking off his shoes again and fishing objects out of the fridge. He tossed bread onto the table and smeared butter on it, then lettuce and tomatoes, meat and cheese. He put the other piece of bread on it and tossed it on a plate. "Dinners ready!" He called, crossing his arms.

Sehun walked down, his face in his phone.

He then looked up from his phone, looking at the poorly made sandwich. "The fuck is this, shorty?" Sehun poked at the bread. "It's called food." Baekhyun answered. "I'm not eating this sewage." Sehun pushed the plate away. "Fine. Then don't eat. I'm going out." Baekhyun yelled, grabbing his shoes and jacket before Sehun could stop him. He ran out the door.

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