There are exactly five important things one shouldn’t mess with Byun Baekhyun.

One: His height.

One shouldn’t mess with Baekhyun’s height or else who won’t think twice and will hapkido your face until you’re unrecognizable.

There was one time when a kid named Jung Daehyun made fun of him and about his height. Little Baekhyunnie then had glared at him and when the classes are over, he waited for him in front of the school gates. The next day, Daehyun didn’t attend to his class and he was never seen after that.

Two: His French fries.

One shouldn’t mess with Baekhyun’s French fries or you won’t ever see the sunlight again.

Byun Baekhyun has an everlasting love for French fries that he can eat it from Breakfast up to midnight snack. He calls it French fries diet.

Three: His chick flicks.

One shouldn’t mess with Baekhyun’s choice of flicks or else you won’t be seeing what your future kids will look like.

His flicks are basically his second life, his escape from this cruel reality. He loves watching them and sometimes re-enact the scenes in front of the mirror of their dorms bathroom. Baekhyun had a specific type he always watch; those who had an xxx on it. But of course, he won’t admit this.

Four: His eyeliners.

One shouldn’t mess with Baekhyun’s eyeliner or you’ll see how hell would look like.

Eyeliner is one of Baekhyun’s primary needs to live in this life. That may sound exaggerated but if you take away his eyeliner, you will soon be kissing with Lucifer.

Lastly: His feelings.

One shouldn’t mess with Baekhyun’s feelings if you still want to have a head.

Unless of course, if your name was Park Chanyeol. Because only Chanyeol could call him baby smurf, could steal his fries, could insult his flicks, could accidentally break his eyeliner and could only mess with his feelings.

Just how he always does.

Like right now.

They were on their usual Saturday night routine, body sprawled over Chanyeol’s bed a laptop between them, playing Life after Beth.

It was a weird flick. Baekhyun thinks. How the hell have they had on a playground, in broad daylight and no one saw them? Is that even possible?

Yeah... That’s all that Baekhyun thinks about this movie.

It was halfway of the movie when Chanyeol shifted on his own bed, turning to face Baekhyun.

“Hey Baek.” He called for the attention of the latter which had Baekhyun shifting his gaze from the movie.

“Yeah?”

Baekhyun’s heart made a little jump when their eyes met. Chanyeol had look so manly, just like Henry, and his usually large eyes were larger than they were as he stares back at him. His eyes traces Chanyeol’s soft looks, form his eyes to his lips. Have they always been this red? He wanted to ask but that would only make him look like stupid.

Suddenly, memories from what happened last weekend flashes back to his mind. How Chanyeol had stolen his first kiss and how after that, he’s still wanting for another.

It was weird. Baekhyun’s supposed to be crush is Kris and he shouldn’t have these weird feelings to his best friend. Like whenever Chanyeol would smile at him, he would melt into a pool of goo, fanboying over Chanyeol’s cuteness. Or whenever there’s a girl that Chanyeol will give his attention to, Baekhyun would just silently pray for the girl’s death. It’s actually creeping him out.

And those butterflies that he had been recently feeling...

“We should get married.”

Baekhyun snorted but deep inside, he is freaking out.

“Sure.”

Chanyeol always gives him butterflies.

The last bell of the day rang, indicating that classes are over. Baekhyun was walking alone the hallway with his books tucked on his chest.

He hadn’t seen Chanyeol since morning and he’s starting to get worry. What if something happened? What if Chanyeol got into an accident? What if-

His train of thoughts were cut when suddenly, someone had blindfolded him and carried him. He was screaming for help but no one seemed to care. When his captors had put him down, they also removed his blindfold and Baekhyun had to blink a few times to adjust his sight from the blinding lights of the stage.

Wait-

When he had finally adjusted, his eyes widen as he saw that he’s on the stage, the spotlight is on him and there were rose petals around and then suddenly Chanyeol is in front of him.

“What is going on?”

“Look, Byun Baekhyun. You and I both know that I am not good with words, or expressing my feelings.” Chanyeol said with a small frown.

“Oh god...”

“So since we know that, I’m just going straight to the point and ask you to...” When Chanyeol pulled something behind him and revealed a small blue velvet box, Baekhyun knew he was in deep so he started running away from Chanyeol.

“Hey, Baek! Where the hell are you going?!” Chanyeol yelled.

Baekhyun continued to run but he cannot see where the stairs were so he just started to run in circles.

“, Chanyeol stop following me!” he yelled back.

“Why the hell are you running away?!”

“Because you’re proposing idiot! I don’t want to get married yet! I’m too young to get tied so stop following me!”

“Idiot! I’m not proposing!”

“Wait what?” That had Baekhyun stopped from at running.

“You idiot.” Chanyeol said still panting. “This more like just a promise ring.” He continued grabbing Baekhyun’s hand before he slid a silver ring on the latter’s dainty finger. “This is a ring that will constantly remind you that we are together now and in the future, when we both have jobs, we will finally get married and have our own baseball team. If you know what I mean.”

Baekhyun slapped Chanyeol’s arm for his erted thoughts before he stares down on their linked hands.

It’s perfect.

Baekhyun smiled at him and once again, Baekhyun is mesmerized on Chanyeol’s ethereal beauty He stood in tippy toes as Chanyeol met him halfway for a kiss.

And then he realized...

“Wait, you haven’t even courted me.”

“Uhh..”