“Aaah I can’t take it anymore,” Baekhyun sighed and slumped his body down on the couch.

He’d been trying to profess his love Chanyeol for the entire week, but no matter what he did the latter just wouldn’t realize. He wondered if not being direct enough was the problem. Though it couldn’t have been since he literally told Chanyeol he loved him countless times.

“I love you too Baekhyunnie, I love all our members,” or “I love you too Baekhyunnie, you’re my best friend,” summed up most of the disappointing answers he got in response. Baekhyun threw his hands up in frustration.

“What’s wrong?” Kai asked, eyes never leaving the television, hands gripped tightly around the Playstation controller.

“What do you think is wrong?” Baekhyun said, shooting an angry glare at Kai.

“Have you tried singing him a song?” Kai said casually, still focused on the game.

“What?” Baekhyun looked at his group’s dancing machine with a confused face.

“A song, you know like they often do in the movies — Aha gotcha!—  The guy would show up in front of the girl’s house — Ah damnit— sing a song and make the girl fall in love with him. Works every time. Trust me.”

Baekhyun frowned. He wasn’t too sure about this. Earlier that week, Baekhyun had given Chanyeol flowers with a card attached to them and that had been embarrassing enough already. The card that their leader had picked out for him had been terribly cheesy and he was forced to write his name on it, so Chanyeol would definitely know.

It seemed however that they had underestimated Chanyeol’s idiocy since the latter had come to him, excited, saying there was a fan with the exact same name as him. Baekhyun had been too frustrated to confess that it actually was him who gave him the flowers. And he made a mental note to never listen Suho’s old fashioned advice again. But this time it was Kai giving him advice. And Kai knew a lot about this stuff, or it definitely always seemed like it, Baekhyun thought that maybe this could actually work.

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“So how did it go?” Kai asked Baekhyun, when they came back from their schedule later that week. Chanyeol and Suho had gone out to buy some dorm supplies with their manager. They really needed new laundry detergent among other things; Kyungsoo had been nagging about it the entire week.

“I’m never listening to you again Jongin,” Baekhyun replied dryly, not even bothering to give the tall dancer a glance. Why did he ever think singing a song would make Chanyeol realize?

“What why, what did Chanyeol say?” Kai asked, traces of genuine concern noticeable in his voice.

“He didn’t even say anything, he just started beatboxing,” Baekhyun mumbled before letting himself fall down on the couch and hiding his face in a pillow.

“He did what? Why? Wait— What song did you sing?”

“Akon’s Against The Grain, why?” Baekhyun muttered into the pillow.

Kai clasped his hand in front of his mouth to keep himself from laughing, but he couldn’t hold it in for too long and soon he was on the floor holding his stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

“Yah! Can you two keep it down? I’m trying to listen to the radio here!” Kyungsoo shouted from the kitchen.

“Sorry hyung it’s just that— Baekhyun hyung he— pftthahahah” Kai burst out in laughter again before he could finish his explanation.

“Then what was I supposed to sing?!” Baekhyun snapped, punching Kai lightly in the shoulder to stop him from laughing.

“I don’t know maybe a song where you don’t basically call Chanyeol a ho?”

“It’s about hoes?” Baekhyun’s eyes widened, slowly starting to understand what made Kai laugh. He could feel the blood rush to his head as he realized what a fool he made out of himself. He just liked the song, he never even thought about the meaning of the lyrics.

“You didn’t even know that?” Kai asked, still holding his hand in front of his mouth to stifle his laughter.

“How was I supposed to know? I don’t speak English!” Baekhyun exclaimed.

“You know, sometimes I don’t know if Chanyeol is the idiot, or you are.” Kai said before he started laughing out loud again.

Baekhyun send the first object he could find flying at Kai’s head. The latter was able to evade the book that was thrown at him just barely and started complaining about how dangerous that was. Baekhyun just shrugged and got up from the couch to join Kyungsoo in the kitchen.

“Oh, Baekhyun! What’s wrong? Why was Kai laughing like that?” Kyungsoo asked, not taking his eyes off the nappa cabbage he was slicing in order to make kimchi.

“Just something stupid. Aish.” Baekhyun kicked the leg of the kitchen table out of frustration.

“I doubt the table did anything wrong Baek,”  Kyungsoo laughed softly and washed his hands before pulling out a chair and sitting down, beckoning Baekhyun to sit with him. “Speak.”

Kyungsoo was one of the members Baekhyun was closest to, and even though the former was younger, Baekhyun always found himself listening and obeying to whatever Kyungsoo said. So he sat down beside the other vocalist at the table and sighed before explaining everything that happened. Baekhyun blushed slightly in embarrassment when Kyungsoo too started laughing after finding out which song Baekhyun sang. Baekhyun couldn’t really blame Kyungsoo for laughing though, it was kind of funny and he quickly found himself joining Kyungsoo in the laughter.

“So what are you going to do now?” Kyungsoo asked.

“I don’t know, I feel like I’ve tried everything already.” Baekhyun sighed, laying his head down on the table.

“Have you tried asking Sehun?” Kyungsoo asked, gently nudging Baekhyun to take his head off the table, because he had just cleaned it and he didn’t want any hair wax dirtying it.

“Sehun! Why didn’t I think about it?” Sehun was probably the only one of their group who successfully managed to confess to someone. “You’re a genius Kyungsoo!” Baekhyun stood up and hugged the doe eyed boy. Baekhyun pulled away quickly and shivered when he could feel two dangerous eyes burning on his back. Kai had come into the kitchen too and was glaring at Baekhyun and Kyungsoo hugging each other.

Baekhyun grinned, remembering it was sort of Kai’s fault he made a fool out of himself. If Kai hadn’t suggested him to sing a song it wouldn’t have happened. So he thought it was time for a little pay back. “Thanks for the advice Kyungsoo,” Baekhyun said before kissing his friend on the cheek and leaving the kitchen with a smirk on his face and leaving an angry Kai behind him.

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“So? Have you asked Sehun?” Kyungsoo asked, eyeing Baekhyun curiously when he entered his and Kai’s shared room.

“Yeah, I did,” Baekhyun fumbled his fingers and bit his bottom lip, remembering how Sehun said he confessed to Luhan. Baekhyun had a lot of confidence and he wasn’t easily scared to do something but he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to follow Sehun’s advice. “He said I should kiss Chanyeol”

Even Kyungsoo’s cheek turned a light pink at the thought of it. “Are you going to?” Kyungsoo asked before returning his focus back on folding his clothes neatly before placing them carefully in his suitcase. They’d be leaving for LA early in the morning and they needed to get everything ready.

“I don’t know, should I?”

“If you really want to confess to him, then maybe yes, you should kiss him.” Kyungsoo grinned and Baekhyun noticed the glistering in Kyungsoo’s eyes as well and thought that his friend was enjoying this a bit too much.

“What about you?” Baekhyun held back a chuckle when Kyungsoo immediately turned his head to look at Baekhyun, his eyes about to fall out of its sockets.

“What about me?”

“You and Jongin” Even though Kyungsoo loved helping people and giving them advice, Baekhyun knew his friend had some troubles following other people’s advice himself. Especially when it came to a certain dancer named Kim Jongin.

“What— How do you know about that?” Kyungsoo stuttered out, stuffing the suddenly not-so-neatly-folded clothes in the suitcase.

“It’s pretty obvious Kyungsoo” Baekhyun answered him.

“I don’t have as much confidence as you do Baekhyun, I’m not planning on telling him anything…” Kyungsoo said in a low voice.

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In the van on their way to the airport, Baekhyun was still contemplating on what he should do. He really was considering the idea of kissing Chanyeol, but there wasn’t exactly a manual on what to do when you decided to kiss your best friend that happened to be from the same . So the entire ride, Baekhyun tried imagining the perfect scenario and setting for their kiss, but the ride went by quickly, too quickly. And before Baekhyun knew it they were boarding the plane.

“I get to sit next to Baekhyun!” Chanyeol exclaimed when he heard from the manager they were free to decide the seating arrangements themselves. Baekhyun could only roll his eyes at his friend.

“Idiot” Baekhyun mumbled and pulled Chanyeol him along with him to the seats behind Hyoyeon and Jessica, greeting their sunbaes as they put their hand luggage in the compartments and sat down themselves. Baekhyun let Chanyeol sit at the window, remembering the tall rapper liked watching how the airport got smaller and smaller in the distance as the plane takes off.

They fastened their seatbelts and listened to the sound of the engines getting louder as the plane got ready for takeoff. The plane started moving down the runway fast and Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol who was grinning widely, looking excitedly out of the window. Baekhyun wanted to kiss that idiotic smile off his face right then and there. But Baekhyun thought this was definitely not one of the scenarios he thought of in the car a while back since there were too many people around.

The plane moved faster and faster and Baekhyun thought his heart as about to explode as he kept his eyes fixated on Chanyeol’s smiling face. And then the sound of the wheels running over the runway ceased and they were off, in the air. And Baekhyun’s heart stopped.

And the only thing he could feel was Chanyeol’s hand on his.

It wasn’t the first time their hands touched, but the feeling of Chanyeol’s warm hand covering his along with the adrenaline of the plane taking off was too much for Baekyun. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, letting his hearts get back to its normal pace.

When Baekhyun opened his eyes again, Chanyeol was no longer looking at the retreating figures on the earth’s surface but staring right back at him.

“Are you okay?” Chanyeol asked in a worried voice, placing the palm of his hand on Baekhyun’s forehead.

“I’m fine, just a bit anxious about the flight I guess.” Baekhyun said.

“Are you sure? You feel hot.”

That’s because of you, idiot.

Baekhyun could see Chanyeol’s face inch closer to his and before he realized, the warm hand that was measuring his temperature earlier had been replaced by Chanyeol’s forehead.

What kind of way is this to measure temperature? Baekhyun thought, but this was Chanyeol and Baekhyun wasn’t surprised by everything Chanyeol did ever since he saw him talking to the ikea lamp in their room. And it was this weirdness that made Baekhyun fall in love with Chanyeol in the first place. He honestly had never met anyone like him before. And if Baekhyun thought he couldn’t fall any harder for Chanyeol than he had already, then he was wrong.

Baekhyun could feel Chanyeol’s breath ghost over his lips and their faces were painfully close, which made it hard for Baekhyun to not lean forward and close the distance that was between them. And Baekhyun was falling, falling, falling. Until Chanyeol finally pulled away and gave Baekhyun the space he needed to be able to breathe again.

“I— I just need to get some sleep. Don’t worry about it.” Baekhyun said, stumbling on his words. He shifted in the seat to make himself comfortable and closed his eyes, feigning sleep. Not long after, Baekhyun heard a rustling sound of plastic being torn apart and soon his body was covered in something soft and warm. Baekhyun smiled and nuzzled his nose further into the blanket that Chanyeol had draped over him.

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The room in the hotel they were staying at wasn’t luxurious but it was big and still far fancier than any other hotel room Baekhyun had ever been in. He let his hand brush over the soft curtains, that draped all the way down to the floor, when Chanyeol came bursting out of the bathroom.

“Omo Baekhyun, you gotta look at this, they folded the towels into elephants!” Chanyeol came running towards Baekhyun to take his hand and pull him into the bathroom to show him the origami towels. Chanyeol was clapping his hands excitedly and smiling from ear to ear as he left the bathroom and searched the rest of the room for more exciting things.

Baekhyun on the other hand decided to pick out his clothes for the night. Their manager had allowed them to go clubbing for once, as long as they didn’t drink any alcohol. Since they were in LA, the chances of them getting recognized, especially if they weren’t wearing any make-up, were small so Baekhyun was really looking forward to it. And he wanted to look good.

Baekhyun looked in the mirror approvingly as he applied the last touches of eyeliner and straightened his grey shirt that matched his tight black jeans.

“Baekhyun! Sehun just came to ask if we were rea— “ Chanyeol stopped his sentence when he entered the bathroom and saw Baekhyun’s reflection in the mirror.

Baekhyun smirked in triumph as it was exactly the reaction he was hoping for. And he made his decision. Tonight was the night he was going to kiss Chanyeol.

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The club was packed. And Baekhyun had to be careful where he placed his hands since he accidentally touched a few women’s (and men’s) behinds while making his way through the crowd. When he and Chanyeol finally reached the bar he ordered a martini, knowing well he shouldn’t be drinking alcohol, but if he was going to go through with this he figured he needed something that’d loosen him up. To his surprise, Chanyeol ordered the same, not even reminding him on the fact that they weren’t allowed to drink anything alcoholic.  

Not being used to drinking, Baekhyun could feel his body become light quickly and the room started spinning. Not too much though, it was a pleasant kind of spin and Baekhyun couldn’t help but wear a smile on his face as he made his way to the dance floor, pulling Chanyeol along with him.

Baekhyun wasn’t sure if the alcohol had the same effects on Chanyeol as they had on him but he didn’t really care since the tall rapper didn’t seem to have any protests when he raked his hands over Chanyeol’s lean body, letting his fingers trace his abs through the tin fabric of his shirt. There was a painful pounding in his chest and Baekhyun wasn’t sure if it was the bass of the music or the beating of his heart.

Baekhyun figured that if he was going to kiss his best friend. They needed to get back to the hotel. Now. He didn’t want their first kiss to be in a club, with dozens of strangers dancing around them. He wanted them to be alone.

“Can we head back to the hotel?” Baekhyun shouted into Chanyeol’s ear in order to make himself audible over the blasting music.

“Why? Aren’t you having fun?”

“I am, but I’m really tired actually.” Baekhyun lied and got an understanding nod from Chanyeol in response.

They took a cab back after they explained to Suho that they were tired and were heading back to the hotel. The ride was silent. And Baekhyun cursed the effects of the alcohol that didn’t last long enough, because his body suddenly didn’t feel so light anymore and realization struck him hard. Chanyeol for once was silent too, looking outside the window the entire time, it made Baekhyun even more nervous than he already was, because he wasn’t prepared for such seriousness to fall between them.

“Have you seen Luhan getting hit on by those guys?” Baekhyun laughed in an attempt to lighten the mood as he put the card key into the door of their hotel room when they finally reached it. To his delight Chanyeol started laughing too and clapped his hands as the memory of a frightened Luhan on the dance floor came back to him.

“Ah! Tonight was fun, but I’m tired,” Chanyeol said as he let himself fall down on the bed.

Baekhyun smiled and sat down next to Chanyeol’s body on the bed. Chanyeol had his eyes closed, which made it easier for Baekhyun to finally go through with it. He softly shifted his body and placed his left hand next to Chanyeol’s face, right above his shoulder. Baekhyun slowly scanned Chanyeol's features and stopped at his lips. He gulped down the lump that was in his throat and started to lean down. His heart could burst out of his chest any minute now as he kept closing in. Closing in.

This was it.

A/N: First of all: SORRY!!!! I'm sooo soo sorry, I looked at the date of the foreword and noticed it's been more than a month since I posted it >.< I really feel bad for postponing this fic for so long. 

Also, I split it in two parts because it got longer than I had planned! I promise I won't keep you guys waiting so long for the update this time! 

I really hope that this wasn't too much of a dissapointment and that you'll be looking forward to the second part! :)

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