Has It Always Been Him? (EXO Chanyeol fanfiction)

"Don't Move"

"YAAA i don't know you're into kick boxing!," Chanyeol says holding out my black boxing gloves. I'm unpacking my luggage with the help of Chanyeol and Sehun. "It reliefs stress u know. I like how boxing tires me to the point where all i think about is sleeping," i laugh. "Do you box too?" I ask Chanyeol. "No, nuna. He's into bowling," Sehun answers. "And golf" adds Chanyeol with his cheeky smirks. After half an hour, we finally done unpacking my luggages. I didn't realize Kasper called me a few times. I text him to meet me tomorrow instead. We'll going to bump each other anyway.

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I open my bedroom door and bump into someone. "Ohh sorry i di-" but then he cuts "It's okay. I'm fine". Ahh it's Kim Jongin. He is holding a towel to dry his hair. "Is your left feet getting worse?" I ask worriedly as i see his left feet starts to swell. "Yeah. I need to stop dancing for a while i guess," Kai says sadly. "Can i do something to help you?," i ask. He looks in pain it bothers me a lot. "Uhh no you don't need to. Hyung will help me go downstairs," he says and look around. Everyone has already go to their bedroom and Chanyeol is out buying some ramen to make sure i have a taste. His managers are already in their room, probably sleeping. Which hyung is he referring to? I put my right hand on his waist and i guide his left hand to my shoulder. "Come on. We both know you need my help," i tease him. He just laughs and hold onto me. "Should we try walking downstairs?" I ask and he just give me his adorable smile.

"See? I'm not so weak for a girl right?" I ask Kai as he settles himself in the brown leather couch in the living room. "No. Not weak at all. Umm are you free?" he asks shyly. "Well yeah i definitely am. What's wrong? Are you alright?" i worriedly ask. "Uhh do you w-want to watch Taken 3  with me?," he ask awkwardly. I laugh and say "Oh gosh! I thought you want me to get you to the hospital or something. I'm freaking out, Kim Jongin-ssi,". He looks sorry for making me worry. "I'll watch it with you. Want some snack before we start?" i ask. "That would be nice. I'll eat anything you make. By the way, you can call me Jongin oppa or just Jongin. Its more comfortable that way," he says. The i leave him and roam around the kitchen to cook us something.

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"I told you, Jongin! He was set up! He has nothing to do with his wife's death!," i practically shout at him. He smiles and bumps his right elbow to me as he continue to eat the tuna sandwich i made. "I never thought watching taken 3 with a girl would be this fun," he jokes. "I'm a sucker for Liam Neeson movie. He's such a hot daddy," i say honestly. Then Jongin pinch my left arm. "Whats that for?" i ask while pinching back his right arm. "Sshh. I'm watching the movie," he says and continue to watch and eat the popcorn. Hell. I don't realize how breathtakingly beautiful his figure is. His structured jawline, perfect pointed noise, warm smile and his beautiful laughs just simply amaze me. "What are you doing?" he asks. "Admiring you," i say directly. I don't mean to make things awkward its just i always speak what's on my mind. He chokes at my words. "Water?" i ask. "Uhh please," he says and we continue to watch in silence. Lesson learned: Do not tell him how hot he looks. Otherwise things get hella awkward afterward.

There's a beep from the door. Thank god for saving me from this awkwardness. I quickly run and see Chanyeol's face on the intercom. He looks like a lost puppy and i open the door. "Why is your hair messed up that bad?" i ask while fixing his hair. "I ran. I met a strange man in the street. He wears all black and he's bigger than me! I don't think he's a man..." he explains. "You mean you just saw a ghost?" i ask, holding myself not to laugh. "YA! Don't laugh at me! I was really terrified, Hani-ah!," he says and pinch both of my cheeks with his freezing cold hands. "Gosh you're freezing cold, Yeollie! Warm yourself! I'll make some citrus tea for you. You might get sick at this point you know," i nag him. "Ne eommoni," he jokes and leave to warm himself in the living room.

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As i bring Chanyeol's tea to the living room, i find both Jongin and Chanyeol sleeping. Chanyeol's left feet on Jongin's thigh and his head leaning on Jongin's right arm. I move Chanyeol's feet as it almost touch Jongin's injured feet. He wakes up panicky "What's wrong?" Looking at me with his half-sleep eyes. "Yeollie, be careful. You almost ruin Jongin's feet," i whisper softly. "Oh no! I'll move to bedroom," he says and get up. I give him his tea and cover him with a soft brown duvet blanket i found in the laundry room. "You're still freezing cold. Are you alright?" i ask and running my hand over his face. "I'll be fine. I just need a hot shower. Gomawo dongsaeng," he says and pats my head. He hurriedly gets up and runs upstairs. I'm left with Kim Jongin. He looks so peaceful. Unlike Chanyeol, he sleeps like an angel. How can someone be this perfect? I really don't have a heart to wake him up and decide to go upstairs to ask help from the maknae.

I knock Sehun's door and let him know that it's me. He opens the door looking half-asleep while rubbing his teary eyes. His brown tangled hair and the little freckles on his nose greets me. He looks super adorable. How is it possible all these people looking extremely gorgeous? "I need you to help me bring Jongin upstairs. He fell asleep on the couch," i say with my puppy eyes. "Ughh just left him there," Sehun says. I beg him with my puppy eyes and he says "Alright nuna, stop it. I'll vouch him," he says and walk downstairs. Hooray my puppy eyes attack is clearly working.

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"3..2..1.. Be careful Sehun!" I don't want him to wake Jongin's up. Jongin is finally settled on his bed and Sehun leaves me as he says "Jaljayo, nuna". I cover Jongin with his fluffy warm blanket and try to straighten his injured feet. God please heal it fast. He makes me worried. I sit next to him and decide to stare at him for a moment before going into bed. As i get up and about to go out, his right hand reach for me. "Don't move" he says. I'm surprised. I just nod silently and grab his right hand and palms it while softly singing. He slowly turns his body toward my direction and place my left hand on his cheek. I'm just caressing his cheek and wait until he fell asleep. He must have missed his mom, i say to myself. It's been a day but my care for him and other members has grown so much. I just hope one thing:
Me not falling in love with any of these guys.