Strawberry & Mango - ChanBaek

Chapter 4

About four months after that night, Chanyeol found himself entering Mr. Byun’s auto shop dressed once again in brand clothing, looking exactly like the Park heir he was born to be.

The place was still the same, the scent of car oil still filling the air the way Chanyeol had always loved since he was younger. Cars were scattered around, as were tools and machines Chanyeol knew the name of thanks to Baekhyun’s father. A wave of nostalgia instantly hit him since it had been a while since he had visited the place.

“Hey Chanyeol!” Exclaimed Mr. Park as he got out from under the car he was currently working on. “What brings you around?” He asked as he stood up and wiped his dirty hands on his coveralls.

“Hey Mr. Byun. I was wondering if you could change the oil of my car since, according to what you once told me, it’s about time,” he said.

Mr. Byun smiled. “I need to finish this car today, so my schedule is tight, but Baekhyun is in the office. Why don’t you ask him?”

“I will. Thank you so much, Mr. Byun!”

Chanyeol walked further inside towards the aforementioned place, knowing the way by heart. He’d spent his childhood years there, after all.

“Hey Hyunee,” said Chanyeol as he knocked on the open office door, making Baekhyun turn his attention away from the old computer in front of him.

“Yeollie, hi!” Said Baekhyun as a grin spread across his lips. Chanyeol’s traitorous heart skipped a beat at that and he had to scold himself for it. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

Chanyeol chuckled at that. “Yeah, it was more of a last minute visit since my grandma asked me to bring some things for my mom yesterday. Figured I could stop by since it’s been a while.”

Baekhyun raised an eyebrow at that. “If a while is five months, then sure,” he said with a teasing tone.

“University has been a pain in the ass, sorry,” he apologized.

The smaller shrugged at that. “It’s okay, don’t worry.”

“I was also wondering if you could change the oil of my car? I asked your dad, but he said he was busy,” asked Chanyeol sheepishly.

“Of course! Let’s go!” Said Baekhyun as he led the way outside.

Chanyeol followed along and parked his car where Baekhyun asked him to.

Immediately, Baekhyun got to work, moving quickly as he did everything diligently.

Since no one was watching, Chanyeol allowed himself to stare for a moment, to admire as he became mesmerized by the love of his life.

He’d always loved seeing him work, entranced each time by the way Baekhyun moved his body so easily, his movements precise and delicate and strong. He’d been doing this since a very young age, loving to help his dad around here and there.

The giant’s stomach filled with butterflies as he studied Baekhyun’s concentrated features, his mind conjuring corny phrases of love as he did so.

‘Stop,’ he told himself, frowning as he opted to look away instead, reminding himself that Baekhyun was married. Yes, to an asshole, but still married, and as such, Chanyeol had no right to fantasize or to feel the way he did for his best friend.

Instead, he figured it was time to confide in Baekhyun the way Baekhyun always did with him and see if he could finally see Baekhyun as what he was: his best friend.

Gulping, nervous at the thought of what he was about to say, Chanyeol bit his bottom lip before he spoke up.

“Hyunee, h-how do you tell someone y-you’re ready t-to have sex with th-them?”