Unwanted love | sebaek

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"'I'm sorry?' What the fuck is that suppose to mean?" Sehun grit his teeth, crumpling up the paper in his hands and throwing it on the floor.

He quickly took out his phone, dialling Baekhyuns number and placing it to his ear.

It rung two times before it went to voicemail, Sehun sighing as he threw his phone onto the couch, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Fuck..." he mumbled to himself.

Grabbing his phone to dial another number, he placed it to his ear once again.

"Kris? Hello? I need you to find someone for me."

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"So you just ran away? That's such a dick move." Minseok let out a snort, Baekhyun throwing a pillow at his face. "Hey!"

"I had to! I'm so stupid for sleeping with him."

"Why? You're not. Don't you have feelings for each other?" Minseok asked, tilting his head to the side.

Baekhyun let out a laugh.

"Me? Having feelings for Sehun? Never."

Minseok raised a brow. "So... y'all fucked for no reason?" "When you say it like that it sounds so bad!" Baekhyun cried, burying his head in Minseok a bed and groaning.

"Hey... you'll be alright. You should just go back and everything will be like normal again." Minseok suggested with a shrug. "It won't. I can't just sleep with someone then act like nothing happened."

"Well, Whatever. Just stay here with me then." He stated, shooting Baekhyun a bright smile.

"thanks, Minseok."

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Baekhyun thought lots about Sehun

It's already been a couple days without any contact with him and it's driving him nuts. He missed his sour personality. It was almost cute. And, god, how we craved his touch. It was addicting.

Whilst chewing on his thumb, Baekhyun closed the screen of his laptop, and sat up, walking out of the coffee shop alone.

He had often gone to his favourite coffee shop to think and sometimes work on things on his laptop, kind of like a distraction.

He walked down the sidewalk calmly, trying to shrug off the feeling of being followed.

"Sehun, i found him." Kris stated over the phone, Sehuns eyes widening from the other line. "Oh fuck! Really? Where is he? Is he alright? Is he with anyway?"

"Yeah, Yeah, calm down. He's walking back from some coffee shop- should I kidnap him?" Kris joked with a laugh, Sehun rolled his eyes. "No, that would scare him." He stated with a frown, as if Kris could see

"Why do you care?"

"I-it's just mean. Just follow him, Kris."

"Alright, alright." Kris bobbed his head to the side as he spoke, hanging up and placing his hood over his head, starting his car as he followed the oblivious boy down the road.

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Behind a bush, Kris noticed Baekhyun walking up to a house, and he quickly dialled Sehun's number.

"Sehun, I got my eye on him right now, and I think he's living with a friend. His approaching a house." Kris notified, moving some leaves out of the way of his view to take a better look.

"Really? Great, well take a picture of the house, write down the address and get back here." Sehun directed, but Kris didn't move, only staring at the small boy walking down the sidewalk. This was his chance. His opportunity.

"Actually, Sehun, I'm just gunna kidnap him."

"Wait. Kris! Don't—" before Sehun could finish his sentence, Kris had hung up, pulling his car up to Baekhyun and getting out, hitting the confused Baekhyun over the head.

The shorter passed out in Kris' arms, and the taller shoved him in the back seat of his car before getting in the drivers seat, starting the engine and taking off, once again.

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Baekhyun woke up with a throbbing headache. His eyes snapped open to see a familiar ceiling. He was in his and Sehun's house. Sitting on his bed.

Baekhyun took note of the ice pack on his head and tried to remember what happened. Some dude kidnapped him, then brought him to Sehun's house? Why? Or maybe Sehun rescued him from the kidnapper? Nothing made any sense.

Baekhyun's head cocked over the the door as it opened, slowly revealing a familiar figure who walked in to the room.

It was Sehun.

Baekhyun stiffened, turning his vision away and clearing his throat, crossing his arms. "What's going on?" The smaller asked.

Sehun sat down at the end of the bed with a sigh. "I asked my friend Kris to find you, and instead, he kidnapped you. Which, I swear, wasn't the plan, and I'm sorry about everything, but I really just needed to see you." He stated with soft eyes, and Baekhyun let out a huff.

"Yeah, I'm not too fond of getting kidnapped. Minseok must be worried sick!" Baekhyun exclaimed, and Sehun frowned.

"You can use my phone to call him if you want," Sehun requested, but Baekhyun only shook his head. "Why don't you just let me go?" Baekhyun said back, crossing his arms.

"Because! I brought you here for a reason," Sehun stated, and Baekhyun deadpanned.

"What then? Hurry this up so I can go back home." "But this is your house!" Sehun spoke up, leaning closer towards Baekhyun.

"Well—" "Baekhyun, let me just get to the point. Why did you leave a note that says 'I'm Sorry.'? What does that mean?"

Baekhyun sighed, flopped back onto the bed.

"It means I'm sorry for having sex with you. It was a stupid thing to do considering it was only out of lust. You cant just sleep with someone you don't have feelings for, then make it awkward, right?" Baekhyun said, fiddling with his fingers.

Sehun shrugged, "I wouldn't call it a mistake. It wasn't awkward. I mean, I actually enjoyed it."

"I did too, but I hate it because I can't stop feeling so drawn towards you when I don't even like you." Baekhyun stated quietly, and Sehun felt his eyes softening. He felt some sort of pang in his heart, but Sehun shrugged it off.

"Well, move back into our house, and you can be with me all you want," the taller teased, wriggling his brows playfully and earning a light hit on the arm.

"Fine. I'll move in. But we can't sleep with eachother ever again, Alright?" Baekhyun retorted strictly, and Sehun nodded. "Alright. It's a deal."

Of course, Baekhyun was dumb to make that deal, because only a few minutes later, and Baekhyun was on top of Sehun, moaning into his lips as his hands run through Sehun's silky hair, Sehun working on lifting Baekhyun's shirt over his head. What a bunch of idiots.

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