The Demon Next Door

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Chanyeol was watching TV, his arm draped over Baekhyun's shoulders, when the phone rang.

At first, he didn't hear it. Chanyeol was much too occupied with the comedy show they were chuckling over, and holding Baekhyun a little too tightly. It took a few rings for the sound to finally cut through all of his distractions. He shifted.

"Don't," Baekhyun mumbled. "I'm in a way too comfortable position for you to move."

"It could be important." Chanyeol laughed softly, kissing the older's forehead. "It'll take a second. Then you can lean on me as much as you want."

"Meh."

Chanyeol heaved himself up off of the living room couch, legs feeling numb as he hadn't moved in the past three hours. Stretching out his back, he walked to the phone in the kitchen. Baekhyun lowered the TV's volume.

The basketball captain scratched his head as he placed the phone to his ear. He pressed the 'talk' button, venturing all the while to the refrigerator to see if there was anything he and Baekhyun could snack on.

"Yello?"

"Chanyeol? Chanyeol, is that you?"

"Uh, yeah." Chanyeol's eyes swept over the contents of the fridge. "Hi, Mrs. Do. What can I do for you?"

"Is Kyungsoo over at your house?"

"Nope. He's not here. Why?"

"Jongin kidnapped him!"

"...what?"

Chanyeol poked his head out of the kitchen as Mrs. Do went on explaining, practically yelling at a deafening volume through the speaker. He found Baekhyun jumping on the couch flailing his arms and mouthing 'shut up' like no tomorrow.

"Uh..."

"If you see them, please contact me or Mr. Do at once, all right? Chanyeol?"

"Yes. Yes, of course! Bye."

Chanyeol hung up as Baekhyun groaned, collapsing onto the couch.

"What was that all about?"

"I told you to keep quiet!" Baekhyun cried. "Tao told me what's going on. Mr. Do is fucking crazy, and Kyungsoo and Jongin just wanted to get away from him a while. Kyungsoo wasn't kidnapped! I guess Mr. Do and Mrs. Do found out they're gone."

Chanyeol took his seat beside Baekhyun again. "Is that why Kyungsoo was so upset the other day?"

"Yeah. Mr. Do's taking this lock-Rapunzel-up thing way too seriously." The older laid his head on Chanyeol's shoulder. "Like, I know I hated Kyungsoo a few days ago, but I feel so bad for him. I wish there was something I could do to help."

The basketball captain snuck a kiss to the top of Baekhyun's head. "You never know. Keep your eyes peeled. Your opportunity to be Superman could come at any time."

"Yeah. Maybe."

~*~*~

Kyungsoo hadn't had a rubber duck in ages.

Yet, Jongin had insisted he buy one with some spare change from the little toy machine in the motel's lobby so they had something to entertain themselves while they bathed together.

Not that the rubber duck was really the thing capturing their attention. Kyungsoo came to the conclusion that Jongin was using it as a way to distract him, because everytime the older looked at it, Jongin's hands were on the prowl.

Kyungsoo scooped up some suds and blew them in Jongin's face. "Can you not think with your dick while we wash?"

Jongin smirked. "Impossible."