Free of Charge // Baekchen

Concern

Chapter Four: Concern

concern: to be of interest; to involve; anxiety

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Jongdae woke up to the sound of the TV and his phone buzzing in his ear. Nearby, he heard a voice mutter something incoherent. Reaching for his phone, Jongdae checked the message he just received from Kyungsoo. Apparently Kyungsoo had a huge surprise he wanted to reveal later that day in person.

Baekhyun returned his attention to the TV, listening to the news anchors commenting about the Yoonkyu Fire. He wondered when they were going to give it up. No one was going to find any sort of evidence. The whole damn high school burnt to the ground. Little remained to be scavenged through, just debri and ashes.

He switched the channel -- same story. Glancing down at the moving figure, he gently kicked the brunet's back, "Yah, Jongdae. Do you think they'll find the perpetrator for the Yoonkyu Fire?"

"I don't know," the brunet yawned, rubbing his eyes. "If anyone did it, it's probably someone that held extreme hatred for Yoonkyu. That would be difficult to find because Yoonkyu is an old high school and a million people have probably attended it by now. Your brother went to Yoonkyu, right? My brother went too. Even my father and Kyungsoo's father went there."

"Yeah, and my mother," Baekhyun responded.

"Baekyun, I'm hungry."

Baekbeom decided to appear and take a seat beside his younger brother, "Baekhyun, your boyfriend's hungry." Baekhyun had given up repeating himself about their relationship, only rolling his eyes in response to his immature brother. "Jongdae, what do you want to eat?"

The young brunet was still taken aback at Baekbeom referring to him as Baekhyun's boyfriend. What amazed him more was the fact Baekhyun hadn't disagreed or said anything. Smirking, Jongdae glanced up at the raven-haired male, "Oppa, you should make us some ramen like yesterday."

Baekhyun flinched, slowly turning to meet Jongdae's eyes, "Who are you calling Oppa? Don't lead my brother on about our nonexistent relationship."

Jongdae turned to Baekbeom, "I've found myself in an unrequited love." Placing a hand on his chest, Jongdae gasped, "Is this... is this how rejection feels?" He reached over and took Baekhyun's hands, much to the raven-haired boy's annoyance, and pouted as best he could, his eyelashes batting, "Oppa, please don't reject me."

Oh my god, someone kill me.

He has nice eyes.

"Let go," Baekhyun hissed as he tried tugging his hands free.

Baekbeom laughed and got up, "I'll prepare the ramen while you two sort out your relationship. Hope you don't mind if eat with you."

Baekhyun felt something twitch inside his chest as he blinked back at the young male kneeling in front of him. His eyes froze on the other's face -- or more specifically his lips. The image of last night flashed into his mind. Their lips had been about a centimeter apart before he chickened out. Snapping out of his thoughts, he kicked Jongdae in the stomach, "Quit being gay. I'm going to terminate our deal."

"Isn't this what I'm paying you to do?" Jongdae replied before separating himself.

Recovering from the chills, Baekhyun returned his attention to the television screen.

Several minutes later, Baekbeom waltzed in with a pot of steaming instant noodles and three pairs of chopsticks. The three ate while having small talk about what was on the news. Then while Baekbeom was washing the pot and chopsticks, Jongdae and Baekhyun returned the living room to its original state.