Chanyeol is sitting infront of the only open plug in the cafe, and he's not using it. Kyungsoo's phone dies and he can't live without it. Conversation insues. "I don't care how attractive you are, I'm sitting at your table because I NEED THAT PLUG."
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"Chanyeol...stop it." Kyungsoo whined, as Chanyeol forced the shorter to straddle him.
"Stop? Why?" Chanyeol asked, clear irritation written all over his face.
"I-Im scared..." Kyungsoo admitted, his face turning a bright pink colour.