“I like his hands…”

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Chanyeol was in the clinic as he collapsed at the hallway.

“I’m fine now, Baekhyun. Let’s go.” Chanyeol wanted to leave fast.

“You still need to get injections, stupid.” Baekhyun chuckled at how horrified Chanyeol looked.                                                                                 

“But I hate injections!” Chanyeol whined.

“The Park Chanyeol whining because of injections?” Baekhyun chuckled, amused.

“I’m a person too, you know? I have every right to be afraid of something.” Chanyeol pouted.

“It’s going to be fine.” Baekhyun held his hand.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun were surprised by the sudden contact but no one seems to let go.

They both looked at their interlinked hands.

It was beautiful.

“You have girly fingers, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol smirked.

“Hey! You just have rough hands, stupid!”

“But they’re pretty beautiful, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun’s hand with his in fascination that made Baekhyun’s heart skip a beat.

“Thanks.” Baekhyun looked down as he felt his cheeks burning.

“Okay, Park Chanyeol. This would hurt a little bit.”

The two suddenly step apart but still with interlinked fingers.

“You can do it, Chanyeol. I’m here.” Baekhyun tightened his ho