“I swear it’s like he doesn’t even know I’m flirting with him.” You complain to your friend on the other end of the call. She’s on speaker while you swipe on some makeup. You’re waiting at Chanyeol and Baekhyun’s apartment as they make a food run.

“Maybe he does and he’s ignoring it,” She suggests, “But then again, he is a bit of an idiot, so there’s no telling.”

You hear the front door slam and then Chanyeol chirps your name.

“Gotta go. They’re back.” You quickly press the end call button and turn to walk out of the bathroom, but Chanyeol pokes his head in, startling you slightly.

“We have the food.” He smiles widely. There’s a small glint in his eyes.

“Yes, I know.” You deadpan and shoo him back down the hall.

The bags are sat on the coffee table with Baekhyun on the floor playing on his phone. Chanyeol excuses himself to get drinks from the kitchen.

“So… Do you think Chanyeol’s an idiot too?” Baekhyun asks quietly without looking up.

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” You hiss.

“He heard it too.” Baekhyun says before Chanyeol reenters the living room.

You mentally facepalm. He’s probably embarrassed now. A guilty feeling spreads through your stomach.

During the meal, you try to keep your interactions with Chanyeol to a minimum. You don’t want to face him to be honest because really, you’re embarrassed as well. But half way through, Chanyeol begins poking your cheeks and sides, ulti