*Jongdae's POV*

God damn it he thought. Come on Jongdae, pull yourself together. It is just one week and Baek said Minseok wasn't that bad. But he is probably just messing with me. I bet Minseok is really old and fat and disgusting and did I mention old. I wonder... "Jongdae?" a soft voice asked behind him. Jongdae turned around and.. Well. Minseok was for sure not old. Nor fat or disgusting to be honest. Jongdae stared at him. He was hot. A bit smaller than him, with a round face, chubby cheeks and big light brown eyes. He seemed muscular, well at least Jongdae imagined he would be. Minseok smiled at the boy in front of him. "Are you Jongdae or.." he asked because the boy hadn't said anything yet. "Y-yes, Jongdae quickly responded, I am. I'm sorry I just didn't expect you to be so..". He stopped. What the hell was he doing? Minseok looked at him with curiosity and mirth. "So..?" he tried to finish the sentence. "..young?". Jongdae was aware that it sounded more like a question but Minseok laughed. "Well, thanks, he said, I'm Kim Minseok by the way. I'm happy to have a little helper around for the week. I hope you know how to clean?" He laughed again and Jongdae joined even though he in fact did not know how to clean anything. Nevertheless, he happily walked behind Minseok as they went to the storage room. How hard could a bit of cleaning and caretaking be if he had someone like Minseok to keep him company. "So, how about you go help in the kitchen for a bit while I mown the lawn?" he asked and Jongdae looked at him with disappointment. "We're not going to do it together?" he replied. He really, really didn't want to go to the kitchen because the women there were mean and he once or twice had pulled a prank on them with Baekhyun. Minseok looked confused "What do you mean? I don't think you'll need any help in the kitchen. The ladies will advise you just fine. And I'll be able to handle the grass by myself". He laughed again and Jongdae couldn't help but think that his laugh sounded like angels with harps sang or some cheesy like that. But that didn't change the fact that he had to spent his afternoon alone with the scary women in the kitchen and not with this gorgeous man. Grumbling he trotted off to the kitchen where he was welcomed with icy glares even though he told them he was there to help. After he was told to scrub the dirty dishes- needless to say it had been the most disgusting chili he had ever seen in his life- he thought about Baekhyun who was probably sleeping right now in detention. Lucky bastard. "Jongdae! Stop dreaming and start scrubbing" one of the women said loudly seemingly enjoying the power she had over him. "Yes Mam" he said shortly. He was not going to survive thiis week if it would keep on going like this.

*Baekhyun's POV*

He entered detention reluctantly. Without Jongdae it would be even more boring so he just hoped to have a seat in the back and sleep. Luckily there were still some free seats and he quietly sat down and tried to protect himself from the teacher's stare as good as possible so he could sleep for a bit. Having just lied his head down comfortably he heard the door open then muffled voices, then "Baekhyun!". Startled he jerked his head up to see his teacher looking furious and next to him was standing, of course Chanyeol. "" Baekhyun said probably loud enough for Chanyeol to hear because he started to grin. "Baekhyun you will not spend your well deserved detention sleeping! Come here, you will show Chanyeol around the school. And you better believe that he will tell me if you don't do it properly". Baekhyun gulped and stared at his teacher. He could not be serious. What did Baekhyun do to deserve this? was it something he had done in his past life? Seriously, he just wanted to die. "You coming?" he heard Chanyeol ask. Dear God.. that voice. Baekhyun nodded hesistantly and walked to the front. Chanyeol bowed to their teacher, "thank you Mr. Jina" he said.

Baekhyun followed the tall boy outside and winced when Chanyeol turned around to look at him. He chuckled. "You are afraid of me. How cute". He slowly got closer to Baekhyun but this time the smaller boy was quick enough and avoided his touch. He cleared his troath, determinded to ignore Chanyeol. "Well then, I'll show you around. This right here to your left is our assembly hall. We have meetings in here or concerts or productions of any kind..". "Do you sing?" Chanyeol suddenly asked. "Uhm.. uh yeah a little" Baekhyun answered, again avoiding his gaze. "Sing for me?" Chanyeol asked and smiled at him. It was the first time he asked Baekhyun a normal question and the boy was taken aback. "S-sing for you? he repeated, well. No, I'd rather not". "Why?, Chanyeol asked, c'mon let's go into this assemly hall and you'll sing something for me. Come on". And before Baekhyun could do anything, Chanyeol grabbed his hand and dragged him into the empty assembly hall. It had a small stage which Baekhyun knew all too well having stood here and sung or acted multiple times. He loved it, loved the adrenaline, the cheers, the people. Similing at the thought he suddenly noticed Chanyeol staring at him. "Go on, he smiled, please sing something". And even though Baekhyun shouldn't, shouldn't comply because it was Chanyeol. The rude, drug-dealing, intimating Chanyeol, he had the urge to sing and when did he ever resist that? So he climbed the few steps onto the stage and cleared his throat. "What do you want me to sing?" he asked, suddenly shy. "Just anything that comes into your mind" Chanyeol replied and took a seat in the first row. The other boy nodded. He thought of the song which was currently his favourite. It was rather slow and melodic and Baekhyun loved it because it gave him more freedom. He could do what he wanted, hold the notes longer, let his voice flutter at the end or go a bit deeper or higher. He looked at Chanyeol in the first row, who expectantly looked up to him. Baekhyun cleared his throat again and timidly started to sing. But as soon as he hit the first few notes he was completely lost in the song. Closing his eyes he sang loudly. He heard the tones slightly echoing, noticed how high he went and how long he held the notes and he was proud of himself because it was really good and he knew it. He abruptly stopped when he felt a grip on his arm. Scared he looked at Chanyeol who had joined him on the stage. But Chanyeol didn't look mad or annoyed. He looked Baekhyun in the eyes, really looked as if he searched for something. He looked fragile at that moment, like Baekhyun's singing touched him. "Don't stop" he whispered, his voice sounding somewhat hoarse. Baekhyun obeyed and continued to sing the song, just a bit quieter because Chanyeol was right next to him. He was really close, but this time it didn't seem threatening. When he finished Baekhyun slowly looked at Chanyeol, unsure of what to say. They were so close but Chanyeol's grip on his arm had loosened and now they just stood together, looking at each other. Baekhyun trembled slightly while Chanyeol seemed to be completely calm. The smaller boy opened his mouth to say something, when.."Hey! What are you two doing in here?" a loud voice asked from the entrance of the assembly hall. Minseok had noticed that the door of the hall wasn't completely closed when he went to pick up Jongdae from the kitchen. Baekhyun winced and quickly took a few steps back from Chanyeol, who turned to the caretaker with a big smile on his face. "Oh sorry sir, Baekhyun here was just giving me a tour of the school since I'm new here and I really wanted to see the assembly hall. Singing is one of my major hobbies". He finished his apology with a small bow towards Minseok, who shook his head. "Yeah ok, but get out now will you? School's over anyway. Go home". With that he turned to leave for his previous destination, the kitchen. Baekhyun exhaled deeply and walked off the stage with Chanyeol following him. Back at the door of the classroom Chanyeol suddenly pressed himself against Baekhyun and whispered into his ear "Don't tell anyone about that, babe. After a short pause where he simply breathed against Baekhyun's neck, he added, but I would really like to hear you sing again". Baekhyun could feel him smirking against his neck before he let go of him and walked away. Baekhyun stood there, speechless. What the hell was that again? And what that in the assembly hall? Chanyeol had honestly seemed vulnerable.. "Yah, Baekkie! We're finally free! C'mon let's get out of here". Jongdae stood in front of him, smiling. "Everything ok?, he asked, you seem kinda pale. "No, everything's fine, Baekhyun responded. I had just enough of this day". Jongdae agreed and after gathering his stuff Baekhyun and his friend left the school. While walking home there was enough time for Jongdae to tell everything about the hot caretaker and to complain about the work the nasty women in the kitchen made them do ("Honestly Baek, the next prank we pull on them has to be tremendous!") while Baekhyun pondered about Chanyeol and his weird behaviour. He groaned at the thought of having to see him again next day.