Is Chanyeol my Universe? [Exo Chanyeol Fanfic]

A night with Park Chanyeol

"Tadaaaaa," i happily shouts. It is funny how being near Chanyeol can make you happier. He's a happy virus, indeed. "That's Lee Janet that i know. All dimples and happy," replies Chanyeol with huge smile. He looks gorgeous. Stop it Jen. "Thanks, Yoda. By the way have you eaten dinner?," i ask him. He looks so tired he probably skips dinner. "Umm i had a yoghurt drink not a proper dinner but i'm good," he replies smiling. He sits in the dining table admiring the paintings on the wall. "Do you eat pasta?," i ask. I get his attention. His eyes all on me. "Of course. What kind of person who don't eat pasta? My mom even have Italian Bistro, Jen," he explains. His eye-roll tells me that he's annoyed. "Geez i was just asking tho. I guess carbonara is okay then," i ask him again. "Are you going to cook?," he ask. I pull the chair and sit next to him. "Yes dummy. What kind of pasta place opens til midnight?," i jokes. "Geez i was just asking tho," he copied my words. This is why people love him. He is adorable in Park Chanyeol way. "I hate you, Yoda. Alright. I'll cook you some. Feel free to stroll around the house," i reply and get up. I turn on the stove, put on some water on the wok and open my pasta. "You really going to cook?," he asks again. "Yes i am. Why is it so weird watching me cook? I mean i've cooked for you guys before," i reply. "No it's not weird. It's just...uhh nothing. Never mind," he cuts his own words. "Is that your guitar?," he points to my guitar in the corner of the living room. He is changing the subject. "Yes," i simply reply as i'm sautéing some pancetta on the pan. "You can play guitar?," he asks again. "Yes," i reply. I'm too concentrated on the frying pan in front of me to respond what Chanyeol says. "Is there something you cannot do?," he asks again. "Of course," i reply. I'm putting the chopped onions to the half-cooked pancetta. "What's with the short answer?," he asks again. I take a fine look at him while stirring my onions and say "I'm cooking. I cannot concentrate on two things at the same time". "Uhh sorry then. Can i borrow your boyfriend?," he asks again and again. "What? Ahh. His name is Zico by the way. Don't hurt him or i'll kick your ass," i say seriously. "You named your guitar Zico? HAHAHA you're weird!!," Chanyeol laughs incredibly hard. I don't understand why naming my guitar Zico is funny. It's completely normal to name the things you fond of, right?. "Don't laugh at him! He's going to be sad because of you Park Chanyeol!," i shout at him. Holy shoot. I almost burn my onion. I hurriedly put on my homemade white sauce and stir it. "Park Chanyeol i almost burn your carbonara sauce!," i add. "BAAHAHAA! You're so damn funny Jen-ah!," he says in the midst of laughing. "It is a Gibson J-200 Acoustic Guitar, Jen. It's super expensive! I'm shock you don't put it on a safer place," he explains. Is that true? How much is expensive for someone like him? "Really?," i doubt. "Chaenni gave me that for my birthday. She wants me to learn guitar," i add. "Chaenni? Why does it sound like my name?" he asks. "Geez. Park Chaeyoung. Ehmm maybe you know her as Rosé blackpink, Chan" i simply answer. "You're friends with Rosé?" He asks again. "Yes i am. She is my childhood friend. I was so close to her until i move to Singapore, Chan. Why are you so surprised?," i'm curious right now. "Aniya. It's just...your best friend is Jackson and now you're friends with Rosé too. I don't mean to doubt you but were you a trainee? Or even a celebrity?," he marches toward me while asking that. "Omo. Why are you suddenly standing here?" I bump to his right shoulder. "No, i'm not a trainee or celeb. I knew them waaay before they debut, Chan. To be honest, this is my first time in Seoul even tho my mom's a Korean," i explain continuously. "JINJA? You have to go to Nami Island! There's this one coffee shop that i love or Jeju where it has Sehun's favorite sushi place," he explains. "I will go there if i have company. My co-interns seem to be too busy to accompany me to go there tho," i reply. "If only i have time to go there with you. Don't worry! I'll take you around Tokyo tho. I'm quite familiar with the place. That means you have to watch our elyxion concert there! I'll treat you something, i promise," he says happily. He's such a baby. "Alright. You have to keep your words Park Chanyeol," i say happily too. I turn to look closely at Chanyeol and he hugs me. H-U-G-S me. In the kitchen. "Chan?," i ask. "Hmm?," he only hums. "I'm gonna burn your pasta!" i shout. "Don't care," he says hugging me more tightly. "Park Chanyeol-ssi!," i shout. It's not that i don't want to hug him back. I just don't want to burn his dinner. "Mmm?," he hums against my ear. Hell no. My weakness. "E-e-eat now, hug later," i answer simply. Thank god my brain is still working. Then he turn us around so that his hands can reach the stove and turns it off. "Hug now, eat later," he says. "Please," he adds. God. What he does to me. "I guess hugging is your thing," i joke. "Mmm? Nothing is my thing, Jen," he replies. "Let's eat. It's late, Chanyeol. You need to rest. I don't want you to be sick," i explain while rubbing my right hand on his hair. The way he hugs me is so cute since he's much taller than me. "Shiro," he denies. "Park Chanyeol," i call his name again. "Mmm i'm comfy," he replies still hugging me tightly. "Please eat first," i force him to look at my eyes. "Neomu yeppo," he confess. WHAAAAT? "You're drunk, Chan," i say. "I might be," he replies. Yes Chanyeol you are most definitely drunk, you just don't smell like alcohol cuz you didn't drink it. Drunk my ass. "Eat first, cuddle later," i say briefly. Hang on. "Cuddle?" He raises his eyebrows. "Uhhh ne-never mind," i hurriedly change the topic "I need to go to restroom," i say trying to escape. "What did you say?," Chanyeol holds my face with both hands. "Nothing," i reply. "Let me go! I wanna pee," i lie. "You're a hopeless liar, Lee Jung Ah" he says and let his hands off my face. His smirk is so annoying as if he knows i'm way too nervous be close with him. "Are you not gonna pee?," he teases. I hurriedly stride to my bathroom and close the door. Holy moly. What was that? My heart is about to burst. I was trying to be a good friend but i cannot! My heart is swelling, that's not what friends should feel to each other, right?

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"JEN-AH PALLIWAYO! I'm starving," he shouts from the dining room. I open up my bathroom door and hurriedly prepare his carbonara. "What were you doing?," he asks smiling. "Sleeping," i reply as i roll my eyes. He laughs. His husky sleepy voice is sexy as hell. "Here, eat," i demand. He pulls the chair next to him and say "sit here". "Hmm it's tasty Jen-ah! Thank you," he says smiling. Im just sitting next to him staring at him. Seeing him eating makes me happy. He is just adorable. Then he turns his head and continue eating while staring at me. "What are you doing, Chan?" I ask. "Staring at you," he simply replies as he slurps his pasta. Don't like him, Jen. "Can you play one song with Zico?," he asks. "What? Right now?," i asks back. He nods and his puppy eyes is just too cute to be ignored. I just smile and grab my guitar. I'm going to play creep by radiohead but then i don't remember the chords. Damn. I turn off my phone and i have to change my number too. I don't want to be stalked. "Chan, can i use your phone? I need to see the chords," i ask him softly. He puts his phone on the table and say "Where's yours?". "Uhmm i turn it off. I'm gonna need to buy a new one. Mine's not safe," i explain hoping he understands. "Aaah you're right. Here's use mine. The passcode is 2711," he says. I grab his phone and see his wallpaper. Oh-My-Freaking-God. KAI WAS RIGHT. It's his photo topless! "BAHAHA WHAT IS THIS?" I laugh harder than i should. "It's a reminder for me to work out," he says. "BAHAHA! I should do this too! This might work!," i reply. "Hell no, if people see your wallpaper they will fall for you, Jen," he jokes. "That's what i mean," i say still laughing hard. Then i browse my chord and put his phone on the table. I start to play the intro. 'When you were here before. Couldn't look you in the eye' Chanyeol stops himself from eating, facing himself towards me and completely immersed in me. I can't tell the look on his eyes. Is it admiration or love? 'You're just like an angel. Your skin makes me cry'. Chanyeol put his hands on his mouth. 'You float like a feather. In a beautiful world. And I wish I was special. You're so fuckin' special'. "Shit, Jen. Stop it," he says. 'But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't belong here'. I stop singing and see Chanyeol standing up and clapping. The proud on his face tells me that i don't mess up the song. He puts my guitar on the chair next to me and hugs me, again. This one's feel different. I can feel him smiling as if i make him proud. His hands play with my hair and tighten the hugs. Ohhh i think i'm in love. "Was i that good?," i ask. "You're amazing, Jen. I'm so thankful i met you in the airport," he replies. Don't love him, Jen. "It's an honor to be praised by the greatest boy-group on earth," i joke. "I'm gonna miss your sarcasm when you're away," he confess. I just smile warmly. Those simple words mean so much to me. "Let's go to bed," i say. Chanyeol looks at me with his big eyes. "Did you just asking me to sleep with you?" he asks. He is embarrassed by his own words! His ears turn into bright pink. "Ya! I mean let's sleep. I'm super tired. You have to rest too," i say as i'm laughing. "Such a cutie" i add. "Uh-oh i'm a handsome man not a cute one," he argues. "Handsome man, let's go to sleep. It's already 2 in the morning," i say as i get up and drag me to my room. "You can sleep in my bed. I'll sleep in Hannah's bed," i explain. "I'll sleep on the couch. Just fetch me some fluffy blanket," he asks. "Alright, Yoda. I'll bring the blanket," i say and i leave him in my room.

*5 minutes later*
"Chan?," i call him. I hear someone singing. "Chanyeol?" I call his name again. I open my bedroom door and see him sitting on my ocean blue bean bag with my guitar singing creep. "You like that song too?," i ask him. "I love it. I even sang this on air," he says. "Get on the bed. I'll sing till you sleep. I'll be good promise," he adds. Take a deep breath Jen. He's just going to sing not sleep with you. Go away my dirty mind. "Why are you still standing there?," he nags. I get on the bed, pull my fluffy nude pink blanket and turn on my galaxy bed lamp. "Chan, can you please turn off the lights? I cannot sleep if it's turn on," i say. "Whoa it's beautiful. As if the universe saying i've got your back Chanyeol," he says. Then he gets up and turns off the light. "Good night, Lee Jung Ah," he says smiling. He marches toward me to softly pat my head before sitting back on the bean bag. I think i'm in love. "Jaljayo uri Jung-ah," he says again and starts to sing creep with his husky sleepy voice that i love. How i wish i can stop the time. Or at least record this moment. I hope this moment last, at least until my time in Seoul is up. Hmm