Summary: Chanyeol's a soft gangster and Baekhyun's just soft.
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The little lake beach area is really boring and, there's nothing to do but sit on a log and just stare out to the water where everyone else is having fun. Chanyeol really hates nature.
He hasn't seen Baekhyun around even though he expected the little one to follow him anyways. For a second, he wonders if he hurt his feelings again.
Chanyeol sighs.
Whatever.
Just then, someone decides to sit next to him. The log isn't that big so Chanyeol is immediately annoyed when his personal bubble is popped.
Turning to his sided, he opens his mouth, ready to threaten the person sitting there that he'd beat them up if they don't leave. Instead, he just stops to stare for a minute before scooting away.
"What the fuck do you want, Jinah?" he mutters, looking back out to the water. The gangster's not really in the mood to yell anymore, even if he can use his outdoor voice this time.
His crazy, psycho ex-girlfriend popped her chest out, boobs perked in the sun. "You looked like you wanted company. I haven't seen you around since that bar incident."
"Uh huh."
Jinah frowns. Then she moves closer to him until their legs are touching. "Listen," she starts, putting a hand to his thigh. "I finally got help and started seeing a therapist. Turns out I was just a bitch because, well... I had depression! Silly thing made me want to lash out at everyone because I was just unhappy with myself!"
She wasn't wrong, but Chanyeol also doesn't particularly care. "Okay, and?"
"And... I wanted to say that we should date again." Jinah raises her eyes at him. "I don't see that boy around. But that's alright! He wasn't your type anyway, babe."
Chanyeol doesn't react to the proposal. Instead, he watches Sehun potentially drowning while Jongin's laughing at him on the dock with three girls around him.
"And what's my type?" he asks, sighing.
In a way, he kind of wants to know, too... for science or whatever.
"You like the bad ones," Jinah says, inching her face closer. "You... like the loud ones—well, in bed."
Baekhyun is loud, Chanyeol thinks. Especially when he's yelling at the TV because a chef contestant fucked something up.
"You want someone who'll shut up and listen to your orders. Someone who makes you feel like you're in control."
Dropping his gaze on the rocky beach, Chanyeol stays silent. Baekhyun is anything but controllable. He's...(adorable) annoying.
"As you know, I'm really good with minding my own business, so if you have things to do with your little gang, I won't bother you." Jinah looks so proud of herself. It's a shame that Chanyeol's thinking about other things.
Like how there's a Little Boss in the Handsomest Boys gang. Or the fact that Baekhyun can't mind his own business to save his life.
"I'm also super rich." Jinah moves her hand up the gangster's thigh. "Junmyeon is my cousin after all."
Chanyeol looks at her right when she gets to his flat bump and remembers why he broke up with her.
He always felt like he was kissing Junmyeon... The two of them look alike.
