Play With Me? | chanbaek

.12

Baekhyun and Mr. Beautiful walked quietly side by side, the silence not awkward between them. When Baekhyun saw the turn off to the carnival, he turned around to tell Mr. Beautiful. But strangely, Mr. Beautiful was still following him.

"Aren't you meeting someone?" Baekhyun asked with a furrowed brow.

Mr. Beautiful nodded and replied, "Yes, and it seems . . . Where are you meeting your friend?"

"The carnival," Baekhyun responded.

Mr. Beautiful's brow furrowed as he muttered, "That's strange, as am I. Okay, then, I guess we can wait together too then . . .?"

Baekhyun nodded. "Yeah, I guess so . . ."

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WELCOME BACK @BunnyBBH!

@BunnyBBH has sent a private message to @pcy_

BunnyBBH: I'm here! Are you?

@pcy_ is typing . . .

pcy_: Yeah. Tell me what you're wearing so I can find you, Bunny.

BunnyBBH: I can't. I want to surprise you. 😊😉 Tell me what you're wearing?

@pcy_ is typing . . .

pcy_: I'm wearing all black, Bunny. I hope you don't mind and I desperately hope you can find me.

Baekhyun froze when he read the reply from @pcy_.

He's wearing all black? Baekhyun thought. Could it be . . . Baekhyun mentally shook himself and scoffed. No way, that's crazy. It couldn't be Mr. Beautiful. Could it . . .?

@BunnyBBH is typing . . .

BunnyBBH: Could you be more specific? Are you maybe . . . with someone?

pcy_: I'm with someone I met on the subway. Why? Bunny, that's a weird question. Care to explain?

@BunnyBBH is typing . . .

BunnyBBH: Look to your left . . .

Baekhyun turned his phone off, slipping it into his back pocket as he fought back the tears of joy. When he felt Mr. Beautiful glance over at him, he glanced up at him too.

His eyes blurry and his smile bright, Baekhyun whispered, "Hi."

Mr. Beautiful looked at him confusedly for another moment before realization dawned and his jaw dropped. "B–Bunny?" he weakly muttered.

A single tear rolled down Baekhyun's cheek as he nodded his head and whispered, "Y–yes."

Those were the only words Baekhyun could speak before two big hands were cupping his cheeks, and a pair of warm and soft lips were meeting his in a rough yet gentle kiss.