The Happy Virus' Remedy | EXO Chanyeol

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HEEYOUNG

“Iced Americano, Grande.” His brooding eyes stared at the cashier in front.

I never thought that his presence would be this intimidating. He is quite jolly to look at during their events and performances, but how come he's this uptight and arrogant in person? His large eyes and puffy cheeks make him look childish and warm, but his hoarse voice is so chilly.

“Would you like anything?” He asked, not bothering to look at me.

I responded, “I don't drink coffee.”

His massive figure turned to face me and I saw an annoyed expression etched on his face. He raised his brow before opening his mouth to say something.

“I didn't ask you if you drink or not, I asked you if you'd like anything.” He said sternly before rolling his eyes and lazily turning to face the cashier.

My cheeks heated up with his words. How uptight can he possibly be? He even said that in front of the cashier who stared at me with a mocking expression. I blinked profusely to hide my intimidation with this creature in front.

“Thank you.” He said before picking up his order and walking out of the café without even sparing me a glance to see if I am still breathing.

“That's what I usually order.” He murmured before grabbing his helmet.

“So?”

He eyed me with an amused yet annoyed expression, “You'll be ordering it for me.”

“Ah, ne.” I said, mentally punching myself for being stupid.

He shook his head in disappointment before riding his bike. He handed me the helmet before sighing and taking off his jacket. I looked at him with a confused expression.

“What are you waiting for? Want me to carry you and put your ass in my bike?” he said, his lips in a grim line, as he handed me the jacket.

I blinked fast before reaching for the helmet and jacket. I wore it immediately and hopped into his bike. I didn't know where to place my hand, but Chanyeol had taught me a while ago that I should just grip the shirt above his waist, and so I did. He chuckled before looking at me and raising his brow.

"Enjoying?" He asked sarcastically.

Before I could even answer, he looked in front and started to make his bike roar. He rode with speed that I nearly fainted. I was really trying my best to not wrap my arms around him too hard, but I was worried I'd fall off his bike.

Minutes later, we were already inside the Gangnam building. He was walking ahead of me, which gave me the opportunity to scan his back profile. He looks lean and manly, especially with his tight shirt on. Oh my, what the hell are you thinking about, Heeyoung?

“Never seen an elevator before?” He smirked, and it was only then that I noticed that we were already in front of the elevator.

I was about to roll my eyes, but I remembered how irritable this person is, so I just gave him a blank look, “I was thinking of something.”

He shrugged, “Maknae?”

I creased my forehead. Maknae? Wait, is he talking about Sehun? Gosh, does he know?

“No,” I said on point as I grit my teeth inwardly, trying my best not to beat my boss to death on my first day.

“Tss.” Was all he said before pressing the button of the seventeenth floor.