Day 2

“Why can’t I sleep over today?” Sehun whined loudly, not even botherin about the literature class in the slightest. Not like the teacher cared either, he was sitting on his chair with a book in his hands and told the class to read the assigned book as well. Not that he cared if they didn’t. How such a person was able to not get fired was beyond Baekhyun’s imagination, but at least he enjoyed literature classes pretty much thanks to that.  “I thought your parents aren’t home?”

Baekhyun rolled his eyes. Sehun was annoying him since morning about it. “I told you that I have to study for my license.”

“You failed once already, so it doesn’t matter if you fail a second time. Just let me stay over today and try it a third time.” The blonde continued.

“Sometimes I question myself why I keep you as my friend.” Baekhyun shook his head, and grinned. “But why do you want to sleep over so badly? How about sleeping in your own bed?”

Sehun shrugged. “My parents keep pissing me off. They’re freaking out because it’s our last year in school and apparently I’m not the son they hoped I’d be. They’re against everything I wanna do, and I definitely won’t study some boring bull like they want me to.”

“At least you know what you wanna do. I don’t even know that.” Baekhyun answered, having similar troubles as his friend.

“It’s not like I’m allowed to do that anyway.” The two of time let out a depressed sigh at the same time, and were silent for some seconds, before Sehun turned to Baekhyun once again. “So let me sleep over, huh? Please?” He tightly grabbed Baekhyun’s arm and blinked at him.

Baekhyun clicked his tongue, and frowned at Sehun. “Who taught you to be so disgustingly cute?”

“I learned from the best”, Sehun lightly poked Baek’s upper arm.

Baekhyun almost gave in. But he couldn’t. “Maybe tomorrow, but I have plans today.” An anticipating smile crawled on his lips.

“Plans? Which plans with whom?” Sehun raised a brow. “Don’t tell me you’re dating? A guy?” Sehun was aware of Baekhyun’s interest in men.

Baekhyun looked at him with big eyes, and his smile disappeared in an instant. “Yah, I told you I’m going to study. I don’t even have time to date.”

“If you say so.” Sehun was disappointed to go home after school, but at least he found out some interesting news today, to tease Baekhyun even more in the future. Because that smile on his friend’s face definitely meant that there was someone. And Sehun would make sure to find out about that special someone.

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Baekhyun and Sehun were leaving school, when the shorter one suddenly got a text. The blonde noticed the same smile on Baek’s face as before.

Chanyeol: I’m waiting at the lot.

Being the curious creature he was, Sehun glanced at his friend’s phone and smirked. So his name was Chanyeol? That name did ring some bells, he heard it somewhere before. But that was about it. Was one of Baek’s exes named Chanyeol and that was the reason why he remembered that name? No. There was no such name in Baek’s history.

“Have fun with your parents! I have to go.” Baekhyun mocked and before Sehun could even come up with a reply, Baek was already heading off.

“You have fun with your Chanyeol, dip.” Sehun mumbled.

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It didn’t take Baekhyun long to spot Chanyeol. He too was wearing his school uniform. (Which was nicer than his own Baekhyun thought; black trousers and a grey jacket with a white dress shirt, it was very much to his taste. But maybe Baekhyun simply preferred it because of the person wearing it)

But the thing that stood out the most was the car, Chanyeol was leaning on. His father’s white Mercedes to be exact. People were looking at the luxurious coupé and the handsome boy who seemed to be the owner of it. When Chanyeol noticed Baekhyun, he gave him a quick wave.

“What the-“, Baek eyed the car once again before he gave his stepbrother a displeased look. “Didn’t you say I should drive?”

Chanyeol opened the driver’s door and gestured Baekhyun to get in the car. “That’s what we’re going to do.”

“Couldn’t you... I don’t know, take my mom’s car?” His mother’s car was more or less the complete opposite of the Benz. A plain car, simply meant for driving. It had one or two scratches already and nobody would’ve cared if there was another one.

This however… was this 70.000 Dollars? More? Probably. “What if I bump into something? Your father’s going to kill me.”

“I’m pretty sure he’d kill us both.” Chanyeol laughed. “Get in.”

“No.”

“I skipped my last class just to pick you up, so hop in already.”

Baekhyun gave Chanyeol a doubtful look.  

“It’ll be fun, believe me.” Chanyeol’s charming smile was somehow encouraging enough, and Baekhyun found himself holding the wheel seconds later, with the taller one sitting beside him.

“My palms are sweating already.” he said, as he checked side and rear view mirror. He started the motor and it was so silent, he wasn’t even sure if he really did start it. “You’ve never seen me drive, have you? Otherwise you wouldn’t trust me with this car.” He put the car into reverse, and slowly tried to get out of the parking spot.

“Nah, it can’t be that ba- Wait, stop, wait!” Chanyeol yelled, and Baekhyun braked hard. “There’s a car coming!”

“What? Where?”  Baekhyun’s heart almost stopped in horror.

Chanyeol laughed however and Baekhyun watched him in confusion. “Just kidding.”

“Do you want me to have a heart attack?”

“Maybe?” Baekhyun decided to ignore his toothy grin, or else he wouldn’t be able to concentrate.

It took him some time to get out of the narrow space without bumping into the cars next to him, but after Chanyeol stopped his teasing, he eventually succeeded. He carefully moved the car out of the lot and Baekhyun started to get extremely nervous when he was actually driving on the street. “Should I just randomly drive around?”

“How about we grab some food when we’re out already?” Chanyeol didn’t wait for an answer, instead he gave Baekhyun the first directions. “Take the next left.”

“Do I have to get in this lane? Should I indicate? Is it too soon?”

“Baek, calm down.” It was the first time that Chanyeol called him by this nickname. It was nice, hearing it from him. But it absolutely didn’t help him in any way.

“How am I supposed to calm down? I have no idea what to do.”

“If you don’t manage to turn left here, we’ll take the next one. Somehow we’ll get to where we want. It’s as easy as that.” Now these words would’ve been somewhat reassuring. But the way Chanyeol put his palm on Baek’s thigh, definitely wasn’t. Since Chanyeol was innocently looking at the street, Baekhyun was pretty sure that he did it without any deeper meaning behind it. But , it made him loose his cool all over again. What is he even doing? Did Chanyeol want them to have an accident that badly? Wait. . Concentrate on the street.

“Okay.” Baekhyun was finally able to mumble, after an awkward cough. Chanyeol told him step by step what to do, and they successfully turned left. Baek managed to follow Chanyeol’s directions without a problem, even in the busy evening rush hour. He was almost proud of himself (let’s not mention that he accidently cut off a few people, and almost went through a red light). But without Chanyeol’s encouraging words and patient instructions it wouldn’t have been possible. And don’t forget his touch. It distracted Baekhyun so much, that he wasn’t even able to think about his inability to drive. He simply did what Chanyeol told him.

They’ve driven around for good 30 minutes when Baekhyun finally asked. “Are we driving out of town, or what?” 

 Chanyeol laughed, but shook his head. “We’re almost here, you can park the car over there. It’s just a minute away if we walk from here.”

The shorter nodded, but parking was something that Baekhyun didn’t master yet. He tried to do it exactly like the driving instructor taught him, but after a while he lost his patience and just got out of the car.  

“I guess we’ll have to practice that some other time.” Chanyeol grinned, when goton the driver’s seat and parked the Mercedes without a problem. Baekhyun observed him, but it was a mystery to him why Chanyeol was able to find the right angle to approach the spot right away and he didn’t. Chanyeol finally got out of the car, and gestured Baekhyun to follow him.

“I’m just not made for driving.” They waited for the light to go green before they crossed the street.

“You’ve done pretty well.” Chanyeol praised. “I expected worse.”

Baekhyun laughed at that. “Why does this sound like an insult?”

Chanyeol looked down at him and the right corner of his mouth went up. Baekhyun unconsciously bit his lips. Chanyeol was trying to kill him in some way or another.

They crossed the street and after some more walking they finally reached their destination.

“A galbi place?” The shorter one raised a brow, when Chanyeol opened the door and held it open for Baekhyun, who walked right in.

His eyes wandered around, as the mouth-watering smell of food hit his nostrils. He had to admit that the atmosphere inside was actually pretty cozy. The lighting was dim, but it added to the homey feeling of the place. There weren’t too many people either, and Chanyeol quickly walked over to a vacant table in the corner. The two of them sat down.

“Not just any galbi place. The best galbi place in Seoul. Their side dishes are mind-blowing.” Chanyeol explained.

Baekhyun seemed surprised, “How do you even know this place?”

 “Back then when my mom was still alive we used to live around here. We visited this place quite often.”  Baekhyun could have sworn that there was a sad glint in Chanyeol’s big eyes. He felt sorry that he was even asking. The unhappy expression didn’t suit Chanyeol well.

Baekhyun wanted to change the topic quickly, but at the very moment he opened his mouth, a woman in her late forties approached their table. “What can I get you, boys?” she asked with a tired voice.  She was probably the owner of this place, or so Baekhyun thought.

“We’ll take two orders of galbi and-“, Chanyeol started, but then it crossed his mind that Baekhyun maybe didn’t even like beef. He looked at him and wanted to ask him, but Baekhyun was already continuing their order.

“And please get us two bottles of soju as well.” The woman smiled at that, but nodded and left for the kitchen.

“Soju?” Chanyeol asked, clearly amused. “Aren’t you supposed to drive us home?”

“Can’t you drive back home?” Baekhyun whined with a quiet voice. “It’s just… Soju and galbi belong together.”

“And that’s why you ordered two bottles? Are you telling me to drink and drive?” The taller one gave him a lopsided grin.

Baekhyun shrugged, “Well, I just ordered without thinking. I mean, you don’t have to drink.”

“Let’s drink some other time together.” Chanyeol said after a while and Baekhyun’s face seemed to light up at that.

“Can I get some water instead, please?” Chanyeol asked the woman, when she came back from the kitchen and brought them the first side dishes.

“Right away.” She said and quickly brought them the soju and water.  A moment later she brought the marinated meat, and Chanyeol turned up the grill on the table. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, he was obviously looking forward to taste the meat. Baekhyun’s fantasy went wild again.

As soon as the grill was hot enough, he wanted to distract himself, by putting the first slices of the galbi on it, but Chanyeol wouldn’t let him. “I’m the younger one, let me do it.” He glanced at Baekhyun for a second. “That, and I’m a pro at cooking meat.” Chanyeol bragged.  

Baekhyun watched him, as he carefully put the thin slices on the grill. “So you do know that you’re younger. Why don’t you call me Hyung then?”

Chanyeol glanced at him. “Isn’t it somewhat weird if I call you that?”

“Why would it be weird? Don’t you call your older friends Hyung? And I am your brother, technically speaking.” Baekhyun wanted to hear it from him, but Chanyeol continued to refuse.

“You’re just half a year older than me anyway.” Chanyeol put some more beef on the grill, and Baekhyun knew the discussion ended before it even started. Well, he could live with Chanyeol calling him Baek, too.

He opened the bottle and filled his shot glass to the brim, before he gave Chanyeol yet another questioning look. “You sure that you don’t want some?”

Chanyeol shook his head. “I’m fine.”

“You really don’t mind driving back? I don’t have to feel guilty for drinking?”

Chanyeol noticed how Baekhyun’s eyes wandered back and forth from him and the glass filled with soju. He smiled at the shorter boy. “No I don’t mind it. I prefer beer with my meat anyway.”   

“Okay. I’m just having one sip then. Drinking alone is boring anyway.”

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One sip my , Chanyeol thought. It started off with one sip, yes. But soon it became the whole glass and when the first bottle was empty, Baekhyun ordered another two. And that’s how they enjoyed the meal together. If Baekhyun’s drunk behavior wouldn’t have been that cute, Chanyeol would’ve stopped him.

“I’m dying for this kimchi right now.” Baekhyun said when he was eating the last slice of meat together with said side dish.

Chanyeol grinned. “I told you this place is great, didn’t I? “

“I don’t know, did you?” Baekhyun shut his eyes tight, he was deep in thoughts. “Ah, right you did.” He put his chopsticks down and emptied the glass then.

“Are you finished?” Chanyeol asked.

Baekhyun nodded quickly, maybe a bit too quickly, it made his head spin.

Chanyeol asked for the bill and paid. He got up after that, and when he noticed how Baekhyun struggled to stand up he walked to him and gave him a hand to help him stand on his feet. Baek breathed out a quick “Thanks.”

But walking without support seemed impossible, so he clung onto Chanyeol’s arm himself, when they left the restaurant. But the taller one didn’t mind much. It was pretty chilly outside anyway, and drunk Baek gave off some nice warmth while being so close to him.

“You know I’m really happy.” Baekhyun slurred when they waited for the light to turn green in order to cross the street.  

The boy looked up to meet Chanyeol’s gaze and Chanyeol couldn’t help but smile at him. He looked even shorter now that he was clinging onto him. The red light made Baekhyun’s face shine in a mysterious way and his dark hair shimmered as well.

“Why, because I paid?” Chanyeol cocked his head to the side.

“No.” Baekhyun shook his head. “I mean yes that makes me happy too.” He made a short pause, and played with the button of Chanyeol’s jacket instead. “But I feel kinda special that you brought me to this place. You must have some nice memories with your mom here?”

“I guess.” Chanyeol couldn’t help but ruffle through the short boy’s hair and laugh. “But now I’m adding more memories to that.”

Baekhyun punched Chanyeol’s chest weakly. “Yah, I don’t want you to remember me drunk like that.”

“Who says I’m going to remember that?” The traffic lights turned green when the shorter boy blinked at him in mild confusion.

“Then what else are you going to-“

Baekhyun got interrupted by a quick peck on his cheek, before Chanyeol grabbed his hand and dragged him along with him to cross the street. “That’s something to remember.”

Baekhyun blankly stared at the back of Chanyeol’s head while they walked to the car. Even though he was drunk, he was aware of the fact that this seemed unreal. He wasn’t sure if he just imagined the whole thing. Especially Chanyeol holding his hand. But he wasn’t sure if his fantasy was capable of creating that warm and nice feeling. When they reached the white coupé Chanyeol opened the door for Baekhyun and gestured him to get in again.

Baek eyed his stepbrother suspiciously. “What was that just now?”

“Hmm? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Chanyeol walked to the driver’s side and got in himself, before Baekhyun finally did the same. 

“Don’t fool around with me, Chanyeol!” Baek mumbled, and crossed his arms. He wasn’t having any of that. Chanyeol was too much of a tease, and most of the time Baek wasn’t even sure if Chanyeol did it on purpose or not. But this time there was no doubt about it;

But who could blame Chanyeol, really? Seeing Baekhyun’s annoyed and confused expression, with his lips pursed was pure satisfaction; especially when he knew he was the cause of it.  

“What, aren’t you going to buckle up?”

Baekhyun didn’t hear Chanyeol, or he decided to ignore him; Chanyeol wasn’t sure. But the whole thing really bothered drunk Baekhyun. Yeah, it wasn’t even something close to a kiss, but he still felt Chanyeol’s plush lips against his cheeks. They were so near his own mouth, and he couldn’t shake off the desire to have a taste of his handsome stepbrother. Oh, how he wanted to bite his bottom lip, just hard enough to make them turn red. To explore his mouth with his tongue, to feel his perfectly straight teeth. To let his fingers roam over the tall boy’s body.

Being lost in thoughts he realized too late that Chanyeol was practically hovering over him, but it took him yet another few seconds longer to notice that he was just grabbing the seatbelt for him. At that moment however, Chanyeol’s face was awfully close to his own. And when their eyes met, Chanyeol stopped in his tracks.

It was dark in the car, but Baekhyun didn’t even need to see; his stepbrothers scent was enough to make him go crazy. Not even thinking about anything else but his need to get intoxicated with this drug called Chanyeol, he leaned forward and his lips just slightly grazed the other’s ear. “I want to kiss you really badly right now.” Their cheeks were touching as well.

Chanyeol, who did not even have a drop of alcohol, felt his breath hitch. Baekhyun’s voice was deep, breathy and full of need. He could get used to the sound of it. This and the slight tickling sensation of Baek’s breaths on his neck made him shudder. Chanyeol had to close his eyes for a moment to regain his composure. It didn’t work though. Baekhyun’s mouth ghosted over his jawline and he planted several kisses on the smooth skin, before he reached the corner of Chanyeol’s lips.

Baekhyun leaned back, just enough to look straight into Chanyeol’s eyes, as soon as the taller boy opened them again. Baekhyun was silently asking for permission with anticipation sparkling in his eyes.

Wasn’t it wrong to even consider it? It wasn’t just that Baekhyun was probably drunk enough for two, but he was his ing stepbrother. Why couldn’t Chanyeol stop it already? Why didn’t he just pull back and act like nothing happened?

The soft feeling of those kisses just a second ago, the warmth coming from his body, his not so innocent looking eyes staring directly at him and the way Baekhyun chewed on his lips, waiting for a reaction from Chanyeol.  

Did he actually enjoy it that much?

There was no use in denying it.

Before he could do something stupid though, Baekhyun suddenly nuzzled his forehead into the crook of Chanyeol’s neck. He felt slightly surprised at first, but when he noticed how Baek’s body went limp, Chanyeol realized what was going on.  

He felt asleep just like that.

A feeling of disappointment washed over him, but at the same time he let out a relieved sigh. That was close. He carefully moved Baekhyun’s head from his shoulder back to the black leather seat. Baekhyun did not make a sound. The alcohol must have knocked him out completely.

Chanyeol wished he could be just as relaxed right now, after he moved back to his own seat. He ran his fingers through his hair, suddenly noticing how stuffy it was in the car. With a tight grip on the wheel he tried to stop freaking out.

What even was that?

It’s not like it was Baekhyun’s fault, and he didn’t blame him. Some people get clingy when they’re drunk. Some people like to make out with random people. That’s okay. Baekhyun probably wouldn’t remember it when he was going to wake up anyway.

What Chanyeol really did upset though, was his very own behavior. Yeah, he loved to tease Baekhyun whenever he could. It was fun and it wasn’t like he didn’t notice that Baekhyun checked him out quite often. But he didn’t expect that it would affect himself so much.

God knows what they would have done, if Baekhyun didn’t fall asleep.