Roses and Thorns, a Chanyeol x Reader Fanfiction

Roses and Thorns pt 6: Kiss and tell

Y/N's POV

You arrive at your classroom the next day late and flustered. Your teacher glares at you and points to your seat, which you run to and sit down. 

"Shit," You say as you hurriedly empty your books onto your desk. 

"Morning, sunshine." You look up to see Park Chanyeol grinning at you from his desk, right next to yours. 

"What's good, new kid," . That's all you can think of saying.

Chanyeol laughs and scratches his neck. He suddenly looks shy. 

He pulls out a bouquet of fresh roses from his backpack and hands it to you.

"Just thought you'd like them." Chanyeol gives you a shy grin and turns away quickly, as you just stare at him, clutching the roses to your chest.

"Oh... wow! Thank you, thank you so much. These are seriously gorgeous." You tell him. They smell like heaven. 

He just smiles again. Then turns around to you, his mouth opening like he's going to say something.

"Park Chanyeol and Y/L/N Y/N!" 

Your heads both spin around to look at your teacher. She looks angry. Kinda like a bull or something.

"What?" Chanyeol asks. He looks annoyed. 

"Mind celebrating valentines day after class? Or is Y/N so important you have to show love to her now?" Ms Kim places her hands on her hips. The whole class is watching, including Baekhyun and Chaeyoung. 

Chaeyoung facepalms.

"Sorry, Ms Kim," You and Chanyeol say together. Then you put your head in your hands with embarrassment. 

"Well, then you won't mind if I take these?" Ms Kim walks over to you and takes the roses, putting them on her desk.

"Those are for Y/N! I bought them for her!" Chanyeol shouts angrily.

Ms Kim just smiles. "But they look better on my desk, don't they? Now back to work, both of you."

You chew your pencil, mad as fuck. That bitch just stole your roses! Then you close your eyes, and rest you head on your desk. What will Baekhyun think? Why do the roses matter so much anyway? Also, you've never gotten roses from a boy before. Other than a few flowers from admirers and sunflowers from Baekhyun, these were your first roses and you loved them. Well, not anymore, since a certain salty teacher just stole 'em. 

You turn around to look at Baekhyun. He's staring at you, and then at Chanyeol, back and forth with wide eyes. He looks like a hurt puppy.

Why don't you feel the same fluttery feeling you used to get whenever you glance back to him? Now all he feels like to you is a burden. 

You only feel that same feeling for someone else. 

Park Chanyeol is currently trying to answer questions on the history of ancient Egypt, and his tongue is sticking out of his mouth in frustration. He looks adorable.

You know how all of this is going to end. It's not going to be pretty.

You try and focus on the pharaohs of  ancient Egypt, thinking at the same time.

You're dreading facing Baekhyun at lunch. 

Lunch period

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You slam your locker shut, and pull out your wallet. Whenever you buy lunch at school it sucks, but they have good chocolate milk so it's not too bad.

Baekhyun is standing behind you, looking hurt.

"Y/N, can I talk to you?" He asks.

You try and smile at him. "Sure."

You follow him, but a strong arm catches your hand. 

"Y/N, I need to talk to you." Chanyeol says.

"Oh... uh.. ok. Baek, wait ok? I'm gonna talk to Chanyeol first." You tell him.

Baekhyun stops and looks at you.

"I asked first." He frowns.

Chanyeol just raises his eyebrows. 

"Baek, just wait, okay?" You tell him in frustration.

Then you grab Chanyeol's hand and walk with him to an empty classroom, leaving Baekhyun standing in the crowded hall. 

"What do you want to talk about?" You ask him. You sit on one of the tables in the room and wink at him. You can't help flirting, he makes your heart race, so why not make his?

Chanyeol half-smiles and shakes his head. "You're one hell of a troublemaker aren't you? Choosing to flirt with me over having a heart to heart with your boyfriend." 

You wink again. He sighs and sits next to you.

"We shouldn't do this." He says.

"We shouldn't." You tell him.

"You just met me yesterday."

"I did."

"You already have a boyfriend."

"I do."

"But for some reason I can't keep my hands off you." 

You widen your eyes as he says that.

"I can't break up with him. I suck at breaking up with people. Besides, I love him..." You can't finish your sentence. 

"I loved him..." You hear yourself say again.

"You loved him? You don't anymore?" Chanyeol asks. 

"I don't even know anymore." You put your head in your hands.

He lifts your chin up and pulls you face to his.

"Hey... hey it's ok. Breathe, Y/N. Breathe." He tell you, gently.

You look up at him.

And your lips hit each other at the same time, and they stay connected for a long time.

You're kissing him.

They boy you hated yesterday, and love today.

You're actually kissing him.

The kid who is nothing but a player and a pervert.

You're still kissing him.

And it feels great.

You move your lips on his, and the kiss turns into a makeout session. His lips lock perfectly on yours and he tastes like danger. Like kissing danger. He also kinda tastes like vanilla.

Your hands shift up to his neck, pulling him even closer. You wrap your legs around his waist, sitting basically on his lap. 

He holds you waist as he gives you a sloppy hickey on you neck. Then you continue making out.

What am I doing? You think.

Cheating on my boyfriend with the new kid.

Why? You ask yourself.

Because he makes me feel happier then Baekhyun ever did. 

When you finally pull apart, wiping each other's saliva from your mouths, you just stare at each other.

Awkwardly, you get off his lap and he lets go of your waist. 

"Shit." Chanyeol swears.

"That was... crazy." You tell him.

But part of you wants to kiss him again.

So you do.

As you kiss, you open your eyes and see a very familiar face staring at you from the window of the classroom.

The face looks, heartbroken, angry and jealous at the same time.

Oh no.

You pull away from Chanyeol, and he turns around to look at the person, too.

Baekhyun.