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late early morning calls.

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"Chanyeol, I need you." Baekhyun held his phone in one hand a peach in the other, his legs were propped up on the gray leather ottoman that sat in front of his couch.

Chanyeol seemed to be shuffling through things on the other line and Baekhyun began to grow impatient with the giant. "This is serious."

"What is so serious that you needed to call me at 3 am in the morning, Baekhyun?"

"You know that cute guy that lives next door to me?" His voice seems to go higher.

"Oh my gosh—"

"No, Listen! he usually comes outside at exactly five thirty-five and paints with his green lawn chair and everything.. but this time he didn't at all, Chanyeol!"

Chanyeol groans on the other line and another tiny shuffle is heard, as if he was moving around in bed, "And you called me this late, to tell me this? Honestly, you're like obsessed with that boy."

The corner of Baekhyuns mouth twitches, he bites into the peach and chews somewhat aggressively. "I'm not obsessed." This makes Chanyeol chuckle rather roughly.

"I beg to differ."

"Ugh! I don't know why I even called you," Baekhyun rolls his eyes biting into the peach once again, "I should have called Sehun instead."

"Yes! You should have, you've been talking about this guy for what? 5 months now? Yet, you haven't even talked to him in person once yet." Baekhyun smiles a little when, his dog hops up on the couch next to him, laying his head on his lap.

"I know, but I get so nervous. The only guy I ever talked to who wasn't you or Sehun, was that one guy in my math class and all he needed was to copy off my notes." Chanyeol chuckles again, making Baekhyun pull the phone away from his ear and glare at the phone, hoping it would burn holes into Chanyeol's ears. "You're not helping."

"I know, but for real though, I feel like you should talk to him. At least try to befriend him before you try to sit on his face."

Baekhyun almost chokes on the peice of peach he was chewing on. "I don't even think like that, not with him!" Chanyeol makes a sound that sounds like he could disagree with that statement. "I'm not like you with Jongin, you guys sit on each others faces every day. I'm surprised he isn't in bed with you right now." Chanyeol laughs, Baekhyun can feel his smirk all the way from where he was sitting.

"Who says he isn't?"

"Is he?"

"He's sleeping right now." Baekhyun hears a slight groan and he shudders. "Anyways, I'm freaking exhausted. Can we please talk more about your picasso boy tomorrow?" Baekhyun can only nod, even though Chanyeol couldn't see him.

"Okay, Goodnight slash Good morning Chanyeol."

"Goodnight slash Good morning to you too Baekhyun, talk to you later."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Chanyeol hangs up, and Baekhyun throws his phone on the side of him. He looks up at his ceiling, his hand entangled with his dogs fur as he sleeps soundly on his lap. Baekhyun closes his own eyes before drifting off to sleep.

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