Miracles in December

chapter two

The only free day Sehun has is Sunday and he usually spends it lazing on the couch in front of the tv, leaving the comfy cushions only when he has to pee. Sehun, no matter how tired he is, never takes a day off and so taking a nap at midday is exactly what he deserves. Right?

Chanyeol does not think so.

Sehun wakes up when Chanyeol straddles him and shakes him aggressively. This has happened more times than Sehun can count, but it doesn't get better. Sehun would rather water to the face than to have the giant crush him again. When he opens his eyes Chanyeol is looking back at him with a mix of emotions in his and Sehun knows that he can't just shove him off and call him a dickhead like he usually does because something was obviously happening. That doesn't mean he can't tease him, though.

"Woah, woah," Sehun says, grabbing Chanyeols thighs to keep him still for a moment. "What the fuck, dude? I don't play for your team."

Chanyeol pauses. "You're gay, Sehun!"

"And you're straight!"

Chanyeol stands up and points at him, resembling his old high school teacher. "How dare you say that to me? You know this is a sensitive subject for me."

Sehun laughs and hits his hand out of his face, sitting up and crossing his legs. That was one way to get him off him. "Is this what you woke me up for?"

Sehun must have reminded Chanyeol why he woke Sehun up in the first place because he reverts back into whatever panic he was in before the younger had insulted him. He puts his hands on his head and exhales sharply.

"Oh my god, dude. Your face is fucking everywhere. " He says.

Sehun sits up straighter. "W-what?"

Chanyeol shoves his phone in front of Sehun, its open on some gossip site and he looks at it with eyes half closed, it takes him a moment to adjust to the screen and it takes him another moment to process the information in front of him but when he finally does his eyes widen and he stands up abruptly.

"Byun Baekhyun of CBX was seen in a club on Saturday night dancing with an anonymous boy on the dance floor, and by the pictures sent in by our anonymous source you can tell it was quite steamy-"

Sehun doesn't read anymore, he doesn't have the energy to. He sits back on the couch and rereads the same paragraph over and over until finally, reality sets in, and he almost drops Chanyeols phone.

He was on the news. His face was on the news. Dancing with a boy. With Byun Baekhyun.

He clicks on their website and finds hundreds of photos of him and Baekhyun dancing closely last night. When Baekhyun approached him the night before Sehun just wanted to have a little fun with him and let him down easy, not to be plastered across the internet.

The photos weren't that great but Baekhyun was easily recognisable, especially to his fans. In some pictures you could see Sehuns face but not very clearly, and he hopes he's unrecognisable enough that only his close friends-such as Chanyeol, will be able to recognise him.

"You're at work and somehow manage to meet Byun Baekhyun," Chanyeol asks, his eyes are still as wide as they were when they shook Sehun awake. "Well? Did you sleep with him?" He presses.

"No! God, no!" Sehun says, maybe a little too defensively. "He's an asshole. And not my type."

Just as Chanyeol opens his mouth to proof Sehuns statement wrong the door to their apartment bursts open, a panting Yixing in the doorway. Both the roommates jump up in shock, yelling curses at the intruder.

"Yixing?! What the hell, man. We have a doorbell!" Chanyeol yells, hand over his racing heart.

Yixings eyes sort out Sehun and he holds his hands up. "I saw you and Baekhyun all over Twitter this morning."