D&M 7
Dreams and Memories
_R.C
"Hide me, hide me, Hide me, hide me!"
Jongdae looks over his shoulder, puckering his brows seeing Xiumin pacing back and forth behind him, repeatedly muttering the same words and a facial expression saying his doom was upon him.
"What?" Jongdae baffled, stopped from flipping the script he was studying when Xiumin kept looking around, searching for something huge enough to hide a human being like himself. Sadly, they were in a high school classroom with only desks and chairs. Too inadequate for his safety. The smaller male uncomfortably settled behind Jongdae, bent a few inches down like a little Toddler playing hide and seek.
"Xiumin what are you-"
"Hideous morning to you ."
Jongdae turned to the source of the foul greeting and found a honey haired male defiantly staring back at him. His dagger eyes kept stabbing Jongdae's monotonous facial expression with no sign of being intimated by how the new comer sneers at him with hostility.
"Luhan.." Jongdae said, acknowledging the Chinese male's presence despite the electric intensity the latter throws at him.
Xiumin trembled hearing the name.
"Hi Xiumin!" Luhan gleefully greeted the one in hiding, bending his hip side ways to peek behind Jongdae who was still standing like an unwanted wall between him and his new found object of interest."I hope you had a good night sleep last night." He said, his seething voice veers into quirkily high pitched with a cute waving of his hand.
Xiumin turned blue.
The question brought vivid flashbacks of how he had his very first nightmare the other night. In his dream, he was driving his newly bought flawless lusty red sports car when all of the sudden, a golden furred deer crossed the road. He shifted the steering wheel to his left in an attempt to avoid running over the innocent animal. Unfortunately, his car magically jumped off a bridge ( didn't realized there was any, until he heard himself screaming like a woman in labor.) and ending him trapped inside the flying car, drowning helplessly beneath the turbulent body of water as his brand new car sank into the depths. The unsteady water dragged his car at the edge of the streaming flow. His vehicle unbelievingly fell like a leaf from a very high waterfall.
That woke him up at 3 am profusely sweating on the floor and at the verge of peeing on his pants.
Xiumin halfheartedly cried at the unwelcome flashes inside his agitated brain rather than commenting on Luhan's cheeky words. He gritted his teeth, tugging Jongdae's clothing from behind with a desperate request of "Dude, if you care about me at all, don't you dare leave." Jongdae shudders at the gesture like an idiot who didn't get the screaming nonverbal cue. He calmly steps away from the two. Xiumin thinks he just cracked his front teeth from seeing Jongdae closing the door with a smirk of Judas. He haven't forgiven his friend from selling his mobile number away like a free candy at cheap candy stand and now Jongdae left him alone to his destruction.
So much for years of brotherhood.
"H-Hello Luhan.." He chokes at the mention of the name. Straightening his back and flexed knees, he scuttles across the floor and picked a random script on the wooden table and flips the pages of the manuscirpt aimlessly. Wishing Luhan was wise enough to figure his too busy to entertain chitchats.
"I texted you like a million times but you didn't text back." Luhan sulks, Grousing as he waddled behind Xiumin. He stayed up all night waiting for the other's text but to all his disappointments junk on him, his phone didn't even blink. He miserly applied ample of BB cream to conceal the dark circles under his eyes before leaving their apartment. Baekhyun, his supportive friend he ruthlessly condemned to death laughed at him like a baboon .
He rests his chin over Xiumin's shoulder with the shorter male sidestepping away as an initial reaction.
"I- i was busy. And I'm not the type to text." Xiumin lamely excused. He saw the texts alright. His inbox was flooded by Luhan's messages containing hearts and words narrating how he wanted to eat him .
To Sum up all, it was disturbing.
He teetered between what freaked him out more. His dream that showed premonitions of his upcoming death or Luhan's crude texts and selca's of some cute poses while some nearly made him gulped his tooth brush down his throat that morning. Jongdae, who stayed over night at Xiumin's place, knocked more than once on his comfort room checking if his best friend was drowning in the toilet bowl considering the struggling gurgle noises he heard.
"But I called you.." Luhan pouted, following Xiumin when the latter steps far apart from Luhan.
Xiumin drops the manusicpt on the table and took gigantic steps, in life over death need to be on the other side of the table and away from Luhan who was clearly beginning his assaults.
Luhan stayed put on the ground he is listlessly standing on and sighed watching Xiumin on the other side of the wooden table across from
him."But your phone was ringing throughout the night." He slightly miffed.
Xiumin smiled nervously."Oww? I- didn't noticed. I-I'm sorry. "
When Luhan attempted to walk around to reach where Xiumin was, the shorter male deliberately shuffles to his left side not giving any chance of close proximity. Luhan chortled at the other.
"Xiumin? why are you avoiding me since yesterday? You're not satisfied with my kiss?"
Xiumin coughs out free air."No it's not that- what--" He chewed his own tongue for saying such a careless answer. Shaking his head he tried to regain his composure."It's not that I was'nt satisfi-" Xiumin groaned again, yelling profanities inside his head because what he said sounded worst.
What the hell am I saying?
Luhan bent forward on the table, delighted seeing Xiumin's petal pink puffy cheeks that the person himself isn't aware of his own blushing, and just mindlessly continued slurring his words.
"I wasn't avoiding you L-uhan." Xiumin replies stupidly. He was and is avoiding Luhan. Everything about the Chinese guy freaks him out. No one kisses some guy on their first meeting and Luhan uniquely kissed- him as his way of self-introduction. He wanted to blurt it out to Luhan but every time he sees the latter's sparkling eyes casted on him, he'll feel reluctant to confront the other. He doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
Meanwhile, Luhan didn't seem to hear Xiumin's reply because his attention was focused at the latter's moving lips. The way Xiumin's lips moves and pouts together as words leaps out of the director's mouth is making his urges squeal high. His lips is itching to kiss the other male.
Xiumin somehow noticed how the other stare at him like the last time. He looks away, scratching his head and avoiding Luhan's lustful gazes that was slowly stripping him.
"I'll forgive you for ignoring me if-."
Xiumin stares back at Luhan when the Chinese male left his words hanging."I-if?" Sounding so hopeful.
"If we'll share a kiss again." Pouting his lips as Luhan said so.
Xiumin's head jolted. Eyes poking out as Luhan walked side ways, forefinger alluringly sliding on the edges of the table, he feels like Luhan's fingers were trailing up and down his skin. Xiumin comically shivers at his prude thoughts and on how Luhan looks seductively dangerous at the moment.
Nibbling on the corner of his lower lip, Luhan was on his trance to walked around when,
"N-no! anything but that!"
Luhan pauses from making a turn. The manner of how the person of his interest rejects his generous way of settling things made his cheery eyes narrowed . How Xiumin sounded disgusted at the thought makes,
My desire boil.
Luhan went back on his earlier spot, standing across Xiumin. He slides both of his palms on the table startling the director across."I'll get what i want." Luhan flexed his knees, one foot in position. Xiumin was momentarily dumbfounded at Luhan's Clamorous remarks, but when he hears a shearing sound of a heavy object being pushed over, his jaw swung open realizing the wooden table was moving and was being effortlessly pushed by Luhan. Trapping him on the other side between the hard wall and the huge table."Always." Luhan added, sagely grinning across from him.
Xiumin shrills at his stance, fussing out how he was cornered in a mere second by a fragile looking male. He desperately tried pushing the table off of him but to no success, he was left pinned on the wall. The lower half of his body was stuck in between. He couldn't even wiggle out his Lower extremities.
How did he managed to move a heavy table.
How did I end up here.
How.
Why.
"Baozi..."
.
Luhan smirks at the sight laid in front of him. He may looked like an innocent male with feminine features on the outside but his manly genes are still alive and operational especially in his times of need.
I am manly Xiumin.
Xiumin concluded that Luhan is the human definition of looks can be deceiving. His pretty face, His soft voice and that cute positive smile is only a bitty view of the tip of a huge iceberg.
"Luh-Luhan, we- we don't have to settle it like this!" Xiumin pleaded. His worry escalates when Luhan literally huffed on the table and crawl his way to him. Hands like paws, taking slow and steady steps towards him like a wolf trapping a piteous lamb. That sinister grin that plays across Luhan's face was enough for Xiumin to figure how he made a serious mistake of ever talking to him the first time they've met.
"Then what kind of settlement do you have in mind?" Pausing from taking another crawl forward. He let his own tongue sweep across his lower lip, chuckling witnessing how his prey swallowed thickly.
"You feel your throat drying?" Luhan asks."I can moisten it for you.." He whispers.
Xiumin shook his head right away.
Xiumin was spiritedly weeping from sensing the tingling breath coming from Luhan's opened mouth.
"Talk! We-we can talk about this." Trying hard to talk things out, Xiumin's breath hitches when Luhan resumed on crawling to him and oh dear he's right in front of me.
"Talk?" The notorious editor hummed for a second, shaking his head and sliding both his legs in either side of Xiumin where an enough space was available for his legs to slip in. Luhan is now sitting, legs spread and a Bluish shaking Xiumin at his center. What a lovely day. Just where he wants him to be."Talking is boring and leads to nothing. Kissing is fun and leads to something more fun."
"But Lu-"
Xiumin cried all his words when Luhan cupped his face, his lips poking out for Luhan's contentment."You're so adorable Xiumin. I want to keep you under my skin for as long as i want." He coed, pulling the gray scarf the other was wearing which the Xiumin trembles in response as tingling sensations of the ruffle clothe being scrape away spreads across his neck.
"Luhan please.." Xiumin begs with bleary eyes, eating his pride and dignity if it's the only way for him to get away. He never resorted to aeygo but what the hell is he doing now.
Luhan wasn't shaken with his puppy eyes.
And he's embarrassing himself.
Xiumin looks downwards, heaved all his physical strength to push the table off of him, ignoring Luhan's Body closely pressed against his stomach.
Luhan laughs, pitying how his Baozi tediously pushes the immobile table. Seeing sweats forming on Xiumin's forehead and hearing his groans with his failed attempts to get out made the editor think.
He will look hot beneath me.
Panting.
.
Swearing.
Deliriously screaming my name.
"Time's up." It was both for Xiumin's free struggle and Luhan's ual patience. Gripping the scarf, Luhan swiftly clasped both of Xiumin's hand together and tie the soft long material around the latter's wrists nice and easy. Xiumin loudly grasp, experiencing nervous breakdown for the very first time in his tweety six years of existence.
"Wh-what a-re you--" Xiumin's incoherent words died down. Luhan hoisted Xiumin's tied arms and slid his body through. Ending him inside Xiumin's arms as the tied hands was behind him, chaining him closer to Xiumin, made them looked like hugging.
"Now, that kiss.."
Xiumin never felt how being in the open feels like. Good thing he's experiencing it now.
"L-"
Heating hands holding soft cheeks steadily, forcing the shorter male's mouth to open. When his portal was parted for him, Luhan s his tongue in a heartbeat, tasting the familiar carven he couldn't stop imagining for the whole night. He presses himself more close.
"Luha-" Xiumin looks away, breaking the kiss and panting faintly."This is not the right place for this!" He grumbled. He feels stupid for having the urges to whimper in front of Luhan.
Luhan whined at the loss of Xiumin's lips, but instead of throwing a fit about it, he smiled at the other. Kisses that soft cheeks."Then let's get out of here." He bit Xiumin's reddened earlobe, receiving a sinful moan from his prey.
"And come... with me." Luhan drawled.
Xiumin knew what 'come' meant, but the way Luhan whispered the words like a cunning snake in his ear brought with it an eerily feeling that his vocabulary is five years outdated and his leafy green mind is telling him something else like a taunting little devil.
Luhan's eyes glint noticing his Baozi was zooming out. Not letting any precious chances pass him by, he swayed Xiumin's face back to where it was suppose to be. In front of him and not turned away. Luhan kissed the latter again, fiercely opening the other's mouth and wheedling the stoned muscle to come out and play with Luhan.
Xiumin was fighting, pushing Luhan's tongue out. Luhan retorted more aggressively. Xiumin sighed between kisses knowing he will never win with half his body stuck between the wall and a table, hands tied behind and a boy diligently kissing him hard.
I need a savior.
Luhan probably felt tired going all out. He slowed his pace, becoming gentle and slow contrary to his fast records of pleasuring a partner. His hand flowing behind Xiumin's neck, tenderly giving it simple , tilting his head from side to side, putting light pressure and a nerve wrecking rhythm that emanated a churning heat between them.
Xiumin lowly exclaimed, absently closes his eyes, relaxing his tensed muscles and unconsciously leaning forward to Luhan's kisses.
Gotcha.
Feeble muffles coming from Xiumin and Luhan let themselves get drowned deeply into the kiss, with the latter slowly forgetting Luhan's name.
Moments passed without breaking apart. Xiumin was now responding back to Luhan, tied arms from the other's behind pulling Luhan closer to his burning body and that was the sign Luhan had been waiting for. His slender hands tentatively left Xiumin's neck, places it on the cold wall, pushes against it with all his might and tries hard again without leaving Xiumin's lips unattended with his. The heavy table slowly moves back with an ear piercing sound which didn't even bothered the preoccupied Xiumin.
With now a free space away, Luhan haphazardly pulled Xiumin up over the table with his right strong arm wrapped around the latter's waist and his left tugging Xiumin belt.
Unknowingly, Xiumin climbed up, positioning himself in between Luhan's spread legs, still lost in kissing Luhan. His obtuse mind squandering his chance for freedom.
"Xiumin.." Luhan breathlessly croaks, lying on the table and hugging Xiumin above him. He can smell the other's sweet perfume, inhaling it and reveling how Xiumin's soft skin feels against his own. His heart's humming something to him. He couldn't comprehend what it is. But it's probably something good. It makes him feel good inside that his heart's smiling.
Luhan was used to forceful kisses. Hungry, hurried smacking of lips. It's a pleasurable adrenaline that sets the bed more exciting. His first kiss wasn't even innocent like the others who gets all red from recalling their first kiss. Fast. He isn't just used to it. He loves it. He loves to do things in a snap of a button. However, Xiumin,
Xiumin kisses him slowly. Too slowly that he feels his muscles getting weaker and weaker. He maybe like rash movements, but probably he can also learn to like it slow and beginning to like it as he's own lips were copying Xiumin's painfully slow lips it's giving him an urgent problem downstairs.
A recherché kiss .
Luhan can only return the pleasureful favor by kissing back fervidly, fingers pulling the other's hair and mentioning "Xiumin's" and "Baozi's" in between breaths.
The fluttering feeling Luhan felt before was there again and wonderfully waking every fiber in his body, chest going up and down, hands grabbing anything that could keep them together. He moaned throatily, wanting more, more, more and more of it.
Knowing that Xiumin was having difficulty due to his tied hands behind him, Luhan flips them over slowly. Careful not to wake the latter's sane mind that might stop kissing him back.
That will make him cry.
With lighter hand, he silently unfastened the button of Xiumin's pants, fingers gingerly pulling the zipper down, covering the little noise it created with his lips, smacking resoundingly for destruction.
Almost.. Almost.. Halfway.. There..
"Oh c'mon Kyung, I swear i will look good with a blonde hair!"
"Baekhyun, I'm a head stylist for a reason. And your brunette hair actually looks goo-"
Hand loosens it's grip around the door knob. The door swung open by itself. Two unfortunate beings witnessed Luhan's thick sweater rolled up to his neck, his y back arched up was exposed all the way. Xiumin helplessly sprawled on the table. Papers crumpled, pencils on the floor, a lopsided table, cameras at the edge of falling, an opened pants, a black boxer showing off, a hand tugging it down and lips devouring each other's mouth with loud mewls and,
"Kyungsoo hyung! I think my make up is-"
"Luhan!"
"Luhan!"
Baekhyun and Kyungsoo screamed Luhan's name in synch. Both their hands slapped across the innocent Lee Taemin's eyes who came with them bouncing like a bunny holding a milk.
The disturbing noise shot Xiumin's eyes open, only wishing to close it back when he saw one male with glaring eyelinered eyes, another male with huge eyeballs falling out, a teenager trying hard to peek through the hands covering his curious eyes and a Luhan grinning down on him.
"You're forgiven.." Luhan giggles with a wink.
.
Xiumin jolted up in a flash. Sprinkling away from Luhan's loosing arms and fallen like a scratch paper on the floor. Squiggling like a worm when he hits the ground.
"Agrrrrhhhhhhhh.." He limply stood up, apple red from embarrassment as he ran passed the three new comers with pants showing his evil black boxer.
"Later Xiu--" Luhan wailed in pain when Baekhyun pulled him down from the table, hand pinching his left ear like a crab.
"Oh God Luhan get down from there!!" Baekhyun forcibly hauled his friend off the table, pinching his ear hard when Luhan refuses to go down.
"Aghh Baek!" Luhan hollered, bowing in apology when Baekhyun prompt him to in front of the wordless, owl eyed Kyungsoo before toiling out of the room in squawking in pain.
"What was that all about hyung?" The teenage idol asked, free from eye covers.
Kyungsoo shook his head. Dumbfounded. Unable to answer Taemin's question while gritting his teeth seeing the messy classroom.
•••
"So how was it? Did Luhan rode you to your orgas-"
"Shut up Chen!" Xiumin fumingly hit his friend with a rolled paper wanting to torture the latter for abandoning him. He worked with his pants to fix his torn jeans, hiding away from the low whispers and naughty giggles coming from the staffs. Kai was giving him a bothered look while Sehun was just staring."How could you leave me!" He yelled at his friend, not really sure if he should still consider him one after leaving him to squirm under Luhan's touches. Chen shrugs his shoulders, wiggling his brows with unrepressed booming laughs as he untie the scarf around Xiumin's wrist.
"He wants you alone," Chen ducks before the flying camera hits his face.
"I can't believe I fell for it again!" Xiumin grunts like a horse. He couldn't afford to face Kyungsoo and the other writer Baekyun when they've watched how he was nearly well by an aggressive editor. What intensified his annoyance was how he got carried away again. Like the first time.
Like the first time!
His alert tone stopped him from ripping the important scripts in front of him. He opened the message with a growl.
From: Luhan
Be my mate Xiumin.I'll take good care of you. ^_____^
Xiumin's drops his phone. His heart was beating so fast he knows it's all because of fear and nothing else. When Chen didn't stopped sniggering behind him, he threw his phone at him before running away, decided to kill himself before his Chinese assailant does.
Chen covered his mouth when the staffs were eyeing him weirdly. His eyes amusingly crinkling into a sympathetic eye smile as he watch his best friend flew out on him."Filming starts in twenty!" He reminded him, getting a loud slammed of the door as a response.
Sighing as he evened his breathing, he looks back at the writers table and grinned in amazement as the two writers whack each others arms, yell profanities and only came to a halt when a crimson haired male arrived with a tall blonde male tailing from behind.
He shook his head, returning his eyes on the camera with a silly smile on his face.
•••
"Guys,"
"You are such a blocker Baekhyun! I almost had him under me! Almost! Now how am i gonna get another chance with Xiumin after that fiasco?!" Voice raising, Luhan swatted Baekhyun's arm indignantly. The latter gave him a narrowing glare as he pinched Luhan's reddening ear again.
"Guys," Joonmyeon presses his temples when his friends kept yelling at each other, Luhan at near tears with the aching of his pinched ear.
"Oh I'm sorry Luhan. If you were only genius enough to lock the damn door then probably you already have Xiumin under your pants by now and-"
"Hey."
The two stopped arguing when it was Kris's deep clearing voice floated over the air. The two dropped their steel arms ready to punch each other when Joonmyeon and Kris's presence were finally, finally recognized.
"Hi Kris!" Baekhyun and Luhan greeted Kris with powerful enthusiasm, looking through Joonmyeon and only seeing Kris in his dashing suit. Joonmyeon can only snort at his friends. There is always something weird about Luhan and Baekhyun whenever his boyfriend is around.
Kris gave them a quick nod before turning to Joonmyeon. He swaddled the maroon scarf that in someways, matches Joonmyeon's hair."I'll pick you up when you're done."
Joonmyeon shakes his head. The thick scarf was covering almost half of his face that Kris had to tug it down with a soft giggle."I can ride with Luhan. You don't have to. You have that important presentation." He reminded him. One good thing about Kris is, he seems to always place Joonmyeon above anything else. It is flattering at some point, but at times, he reminds Kris that there's still other things he needs to pay attention to. Like their huge company with employees relaying on him as the next successor.
"I'll pick you up." Kris insisted with a drop of his deep voice that says that their conversation ends there. Joonmyeon sighs hearing the finality in Kris's voice. He slowly nods with a whine.
Kris lifted his boyfriend's chin and presses a soft kiss on Joonmyeon's lips. Joonmyeon only leaned up. Didn't have the moment to close his eyes because his friend were being the nosy movie audience at the background who made" Awwwwww.." heartfelt noises.
Kris stepped back with a satisfied smile while Joonmyeon tries hard to be cheerful about it."Baekhyun, Luhan, I'll go ahead." Kris bid goodbye before giving Joonmyeon a final kiss on the cheek.
Joonmyeon deeply sighed as he turn to look at his friends.
"If only Kris isn't in love with Joonmyeon, and I haven't met Chanyeol.." Baekhyin audibly murmured, stretching his neck and eyeing Kris's back view, flying down to Kris's .
"If Xiumin wasn't born in this century.." Luhan, chewing something invisible in his mouth as he stayed eyeballing Kris's broad back.
"I'll sleep with Kris." They both chorused with filthy giggles at the end.
Joonmyeon places both his hands on either hips."I'm standing here." He said, stealing his friend's stares away from his boyfriend.
"Why hello there!" Luhan waves, eyes gleaming like its the first time he sees him there. Joonmyeon walks close and sat on the chair with Baekhyun's surveillance eyes watching.
Baekhyun glance at Joonmyeon's manner of walking."Someone's not limping." He noticed with motherly disappointed pout."Don't tell me you didn't have with Kris like how we told you to.." Joonmyeon hushed his friend, looking around if anyone overheard Baekhyun's vulgar mouth.
"Or maybe they did but our pretty friend here topped Kris for the very first time. Was it fun? Did Kris cried your name like a---"
"We didn't do it okey! didn't happen!" Joonmyeon frustratedly screams all, word by word. Barking at Luhan's innocuous question, Covering his mouth realizing how he broadcasted it in the midst of the people passing by the set. Sehun stopped typing on his laptop at the other table just to give his seniors a look. Joonmyeon awkwardly shakes his head mouthing its nothing.
"What?! why? then what did you two do last night? Played chess? Cards? Computer games? Did each others nails? What?!" Baekhyun exasperatedly scooted close to Joonmyeon, paying close attention with a hand ready to whack his friend when he hears anything idiotic from Joonmyeon, which he's sure he will very soon.
"We just..." He looks down on his sling bag on the table. The guilt is still fresh. He couldn't erase Kris's considerate smile the other night."We just talked, that's all and.. Aw!" He yelps, confused as to why Baekhyun slapped at bundle of paper at him.
"Talk?? You just talked?!" Baekhyun gnashing his teeth, a hand face palming himself.
"I'm honest to declare that I hate that word." Luhan said with a sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips. The word made him remember how Xiumin preferred to talk than to kiss him. What a slap on the face.
"Can we please jump into another topic? I'm already having migraine here." Joonmyeon rummages through his backpack hoping a painkiller is stuck beneath his things."What are you two arguing earlier anyway?" He said, sheering to another subject as his eyes blinked in relief seeing a painkiller. He fished it out from its plastic contained and took it with Baekhyun offering his mineral water.
Luhan fisted his hair gravely infuriated as his ual frustrations for Xiumin was knocking on his door again. He pouted sullenly ."It's Baekhyun and his jealously genes kicking out. Just wait till I block you and Chanyeol." He accusingly glowered at his friend. Glaring in his threatening eyes. Baekhyun looked affected for a moment but quickly shakes the scare away.
"Trust me Luhan. If a Kyungsoo and an uncorrupted innocent idol of a teenager Taemin weren't with me earlier, I would have let you ride Xiumin all you want until his brain cease to function I don't care. Try locking doors next time? You do know what door knobs and that small button is for right? Click it on your next escapades." He said with an unsolicited advice."Save me from public humiliation." He hiss.
Why would i stop them when all i wanted for Luhan is to get laid? It's for me and Joonmyeon's benefit anyway.
Luhan pouts again, crumpled the papers on the table with one hand and running his fingers through his honey hair with the other. He feels the urge to flip the table over."Guys!" Clenching his neck as if he couldn't breath."I really really need to sleep with Xiumin." He half cried, whining on his seat. Joonmyeon and Baekhyun exchanges incredulous looks.
"Or else what? you'll die?" Baekhyun sarcastically comments.
"I might.. " The Chinese editor Helplessly leans over Baekhyun's comforting shoulder, breathing nosily as he kept his feet occupied by stomping like a bull. Joonmyeon sniggered, his headache slowly easing whenever his with these two.
"I know how Luhan.."
Luhan sits straight. His eyes glittered as he drags his chair near Joonmyyeon. Baekhyun watched the two huddle together.
"How how???" Luhan had his deathly grip around Joonmyeon's wrist. Excited to see Joonmyeon helping him into making Xiumin his on the bed.
Joonmyeon smiles at Luhan. The last time he saw Luhan asking them for help was three years ago. His sporadic interest on either es is always fun to see. Luhan is in love with his work that dating someone seriously was never normal to him. Baekhyun would constantly complain how Luhan needs a distraction because him calling them every fifteen minutes for the manuscript is is going to kill them from too much pressure and exhaustion.
Heaven took pity and answered their pleas in the form of a chubby cheeks, soft spoken director Kim Minseok.
"Talk to him. Ask him out on a date. You know, get to know each other." He said. Luhan's enthusiastic glow faded. Baekhyun threw a fit of laughs seeing Luhan's dejected face.
"Ta-Talk? You want me to just talk to him?" Luhan drags his chair away from Joonmyeon with a skeptical tilt of his head. Talking is never his style. He pounder on why can't they just get it on? what's talking gonna do between them?
Certainly, it wouldn't make Xiumin strip in front of him.
Baekhyun smothers his Laughs while Joonmyeon asking what's wrong with what he said?
"Don't listen to him Luhan. Joonmyeon was born in the 1860's. His style is too conservative with cobwebs in each ideas. I seriously don't know why Kris is in love with him. But me, I'm a guy born in the twentieth century. Listen to me." Baekhyun took out a piece of paper and wrote some guidelines on the lavender stationary. He gave it to Luhan after scribbling some words and the latter smiles widely after reading. He was already smelling his success. The texts seemed propitious. Though he feels confidence in Baekhyun's suggestions, what if it still wouldn't work? He pouts at the paper.
"You still have time for your Christmas wish." Joonmyeon heard his friend's doubtful thoughts just by looking at Luhan's brooding face. He doesn't have to ask what's written. If Baekhyun's helping its going to be in the lines of; kidnap him and fly off to a deserted island and collect your prizes after murmuring a prayer of thanks. Joonmyeon reached Luhan's hand and giving it gentle . Luhan's pouts were slowly came to a minimum and replaced by a small bubbly smile. He slipped the paper into his pocket.
"Speaking of wishes," Baekhyun d a folded paper inside his jacket pocket and brought it up, unfolding it and clicking his pen."I made my wish list. I also jot down some things I'm planning to give to Yeol." Luhan rolled his eyes, creeping beside Baekhyun to see his list.
"A wrist watch?"
Baekhyun nodded," He's a nurse and nurses needs it right? and so that he'll think of me more often." His high pitched squeal made the other two leaned back against the backrest of their chairs with hands on ears.
"How lame." Luhan laughs, trying to vomit.
Baekhyun glances at Luhan with a scowl registered across his pale face ."How about you? What do you want?" He asks, getting his pen ready to whatever Luhan want's to have on the tweety fifth of December. They preferred to ask each other's 'must have's ' rather than explode their brain from thinking, guessing and see an etching discontentment across each other's faces the moment they'll open their gifts side by side on christmas eve. Like how Baekhyun gave Joonmyeon a box of condoms and a grande bottle of birth control pills two years ago. Kris was half grateful with the condoms but Joonmyeon made his generous friend chew all the pills he thoughtfully gave.
Some pills got stuck somewhere in Baekhyun's lungs.
Each year, It's been their unbreakable tradition to give gifts every Christmas. Anyone who ever forget to comply will hear his own bones breaking. No one wanted to be empty-handed on the season of giving.
"I want a starkly Xiumin on my bed. Hands tied in chains, legs spread, helplessly crying my name and trapped inside my room with me for a whole month. If you can make that happen, you're no longer obliged to give me gifts for the next five years." Luhan casually wished with Baekhyun nodding, scribbling it down on his piece of paper details by details.
"You?"
Joonmyeon thought for a second before opening his mouth."Peace of mind." It's what he desperately needs. Baekhyun scratches his head with the blunt tip of his pen."Okey, that's hard." He states, but wrote Joonmyeon's request down anyway.
Tell me about it..
•••
_P
Joonmyeon wanders his eyes around the cafeteria of the University. He just got back from helping the other staffs from setting up and he had to brief the actress regarding her lines. Filming was supposed to start tweety minutes ago however, the directors were having some Personal issues that they needed to talk about for a moment, some of their star idols were late due to the jumbled up of schedules hence, delaying their filming time. Baekhyun and Luhan were in the middle of discussing the newly produced manuscript while Joonmyeon sits with them, following through the script as he fills in whenever he sees some scenes and lines that Luhan wants to be cut out, reasoning the importance of the meaningful lines. Baekhyun drifted out from the conversation when his expected visitor came behind them.
"Baek.."
All of their heads turned to see who it was. Baekhyun was the one who first reacted, surprised at first but then stood up to pull his visitor closer.
The guy was tall. So tall that the other two had to stand up rather than stay sitting on their chairs and have their necks stiffen from too much craning. Joonmyeon stares closely. The male was lanky, fair skinned, wearing a bundle of winter clothes. He has big nice eyes that looks naturally bleary, an awkward grin and a dark short hair.
"Chan.. yeol?" Joonmyeon mustered unsurely. Even Luhan looks at the other boy with doubts in his eyes.
Baekhyun giggled like a school girl, clinging to his boyfriend, coaxing the latter to sit beside him on a vacant chair."Guys, I want you to formally meet Chanyeol. My Boyfriend." He introduced, a wide smug all over his glowing face.
"I dyed my hair black. The nursing service kept on nagging me to loose the bright colors and stick with the normal shade." Chanyeol sheepishly brushed his hair who his fingers, one hand extending to meet Joonmyeon's hand halfway. Baekhyun smiles at their handshake.
"It suits you." Joonmyeon complimented, calmly shook hands with Chanyeol. It's been weeks since he'd last seen the boy his friend is going crazy over, and finally meeting him again creates a new blend of air in the surroundings because Baekhyun is introducing his self-proclaimed property Chanyeol to them.
It meant more than just saying hello.
Luhan returned the smile but didn't shook hands with Chanyeol when the tall boy attempted to be friendly. The taller male retracted his hand and smiled coolly. Joonmyeon caught the apprehensive look across Baekhyun's face.
"It's good to finally meet you again,"Luhan starts, trailing his eyes from Chanyeol's black hair down to his shoes with calculating sharp eyes."With clothes on. The last time I saw you, you were topless and rocking in and out of my friend."
Baekhyun gave back the same sharp eyes as he was peeved at Luhan for bringing it up. He cooed Chanyeol to sit down with him which the latter obeyed.
Chanyeol chuckled, his deep voice sounded free spiritedly easing to listen to, reminding Joonmyeon of Kris."I'm sorry. For that." He looks away with tinges of pink flushes, hiding a shy smile from the rest and looks at Baekhyun who just wiped the crumpled face he was giving Luhan, and smiles back at Chanyeol.
"You're sorry?" Luhan parrots," Sorry for sleeping with Baekhyun early seven instead of checking his vital signs?"
Chanyeol blew some air, cold steams coming out of his pursed lips."Nope, more like I'm sorry for not locking the door. I should have been more cautious." He replies. Chanyeol's expression was oozing with remorse of how he wrongly forgot to lock the door like an immortal sin he ever committed. Joonmyeon covered his smiles behind his hand, didn't expected an answer from his friend's boyfriend that sounded like an infantile joke. Baekhyun was snickering at the side, looking at Luhan recounting their conversation about locking doors and how they should learn from their experiences.
Luhan clasps his hands on the table. His minacious expression didn't weaned with what could have made him laugh also but only tighten further more, shuddering at Chanyeol's antics of an apology."No need, we got used to already. Baekhyun had been with different g-"
Baekhyun kicked Luhan's shin under the table before his friend even said another humiliating words. Luhan didn't even flinched at the attack. Joonmyeon tugged Luhan's sleeves to watch his words. He doesn't want to be the core of the couples misunderstandings. The chinese editor only scrunched his brows while still locking gaze with Chanyeol who was amazingly staring back at Luhan unblinkingly.
Baekhyun looks at Joonmyeon and the crimson haired writer understands the Perturbed feeling his friend was currently having. He glances at Luhan, the way the male eyes never left Chanyeol's got both of them sighing.
During their college years, Baekhyun used to date not more than three boys in one semester thus, earning the title who certainly lives up with his name.They weren't troubled at first as long as he was being physically safe, but when Baekhyun came home crying, almost impossible for his words to even decipher, Luhan and Joonmyeon both walked in circles in their apartment, ranting over boys who only wanted fun and then leaves when they had what they wanted. Baekhyun wasn't able to escape Luhan's berating words for choosing and sleeping with idiots.
Baekhyun is friendly, y at times but mostly, his affectionate and forever giving. A normal boy who only wanted to meet his other half who is capable of serious reciprocation. But sadly, his erratic search led him to jack and more jack and a whole lots of same jack faces. Only staying for a good time in bed then leaves when they've gotten sick and bored or when they found Baekhyun too passionate and clingy for their liking. It devastated their friend and the two of them had to deal with Baekhyun's low self-esteem cries every morning.
Baekhyun is the one who is left behind by people, Luhan is the one who leaves people behind while Joonmyeon gets stuck somewhere in the middle.
With what Jongdae did to Joonmyeon, Luhan made a permanent rule to thoroughly assess whoever they are seeing before engaging into a steady relationship. Joonmyeon agreed to this and so did Baekhyun. From then on, every boy Baekhyun dates will first pass through them. They'll eventually talk about whether the boy is safe and worth wasting time for or not.
Baekhyun and Luhan may have a frienemies status since they've met, but when it comes to Luhan's judgments, Baekhyun listens to him, trusts him wholly despite the bickering they usually share as their way of friendly bonding because in a lot of chances, even though Luhan couldn't keep his love life seriously normal, his intuition is always right on track.
"So Chanyeol," Luhan clears his voice as he's ready to fire his mouth. Baekhyun was already sweating beside his boyfriend, praying whatever Luhan asks wouldn't scare his boyfriend away like it did in the past. Joonmyeon could only guess what kind of question Luhan have in mind."Aside from nursing sick people to health and sleeping with my friend before and after your shifts, what else do you do?"
Either Baekhyun and Joonmyeon faces fell with that question.
"My family owns a bar. I play guitar, drums, bass and i do rapping during my off days."
"Really." Luhan laughs for the first time but it wasn't amusement."Let's hear you rap then." He nonchalantly requested, propping his elbow on the table and waiting for Chanyeol
The request made, not only Joonmyeon but also Baekhyun's face twists into an uncomfortable smile."Luhan, he is not here to audition." Joonmyeon interjected, returning his gaze to Chanyeol."Are you from here? How old are you? Do you have any sibling?" He asks. Compared to Luhan, Joonmyeon is more lenient and kept the questions more simple. Baekhyun closes his eyes, thankful for Joonmyeon's heroics snap ups.
"Yeah, I was born here. I'm twenty five and yes, I have an elder sister. She's a doctor." Chanyeol nods as Joonmyeon's questions were answered. Joonmyeon crosses his legs, giving Baekhyun an affirmative smile.
"You're younger than Baekhyun."
Luhan just have to slip in and make the chirpy atmosphere foggy with his menancing stares and condescendingly chuckles.
"A year is not much of a big difference." Chanyeol said with lax.
Luhan crinkles his nose, snidely pursing his lips at Chanyeol as the latter shifts on his seat but remained collected."Are you clean?"
Now Baekhyun's urges of stepping in was spinning off, fiddling his fingers on his lap that eventually calmed when Chanyeol's fingers took them to his to gave it a reassuring grip.
"Luhan-"
"I'm a nurse." Chanyeol countered whatever his boyfriend was about to say and spreads his lips across his face into a toothy smile.
"You're license and you're profession doesn't guarantee us anything." Luhan retorts. Joonmyeon nods in a harmonious thought with Luhan. Who knows, Chanyeol could be an asymptomatic carrier of something.
"You can check my medical records or have me tested if you like."
Luhan sighs, tapping his fingers on the table before looking at Baekhyun who's mentally screaming for their interrogations to stop."Do you have any criminal records? Were you a bully when you were younger?"
Joonmyeon made a face.
Chanyeol laughed, plastering his hand over his mouth before shyly staring at Luhan and Joonmyeon."No, I'm not a criminal and I never had any records. Do-does jaywalking counts?" He asks in a serious tone lost in his own dilemma. When Joonmyeon smiles for an answer, Chanyeol blinks more than the normal before talking again with hesitance mixed in his deep voice."I- i am actually the bullied one." He confessed. Baekhyun's jaw opens mirroring Joonmyeon's reaction. How could a giant boy be the bullied one?
"I hate bullies, and push over people who lets people tramp them around doesn't deserve to breath air." Luhan's face darkens. His y glamour was waking up. A devious laugh was waiting to come through his thin lips.
"That was years ago." The tall boy reasoned." I can protect and stand up for Baekhyun anytime. You don't have to worry about that. I won't let him get hurt."
_P
Baekhyun looks up from fancying his fingers clasps with his boyfriend's to stare at Chanyeol. Joonmyeon was breaking into a smile when the couple looks at each other. He'd seen his best friend with a lot of guys, but Baekhyun have a special smile for Chanyeol. The eyelinered boy pulls his eyes away from Chanyeol's round eyes that shifted from either of his. He came looking down at their laced fingers again. Biting his lips as he's cheeks ascends into a sheepish smile, turning a shade of pink as his boyfriend grips their fingers tighter together saying he will always be there for him.
Luhan can perfectly hear Baekhyun's mental rants, wanting to roll over the floor after hearing his Boyfriend's sincere words that could only make anyone squirm in gladness, even him.
"How old are you when you got laid?"
what?, both Joonmyeon and Baekhyun mouths at Luhan. It was supposed to be a hand in hand duo combo interrogation, but since Luhan was taking all the glory, Joonmyeon kept calm like the person he is.
"I was twenty." Chanyeol casually said.
Baekyun clears his throat loudly. Joonmyeon was attempting to laugh but chose to spun to look at Luhan as their eyes exchanges words.
He's honest.
Please. Are you his conscience to know he isn't lying?
Joonmyeon nuzzled his nose when Luhan rolled his eyes.
"Baekhyun?"
"Ye-" The called boy clears his beautiful voice, didn't want to stutter."Yeah?"
"Be a good boy and get us some coffee." Luhan commanded with a tilt of his head like the demanding father he usually acts around them. Baekhyun looks at Joonmyeon, back to Chanyeol. Reluctant to leave his boyfriend in the hands of Luhan who's waiting his chance to lap his boyfriend. Joonmyeon wiggles his brow, prompting him to go. He'll kept Luhan under control incase their Chinese friend went brutal with their visitor. It happened before. They had a detour at the police station for the first time.
Baekhyun padded towards the staffs who were making coffee, worriedly looking back checking if anything had happened already. He turns his back and walks on when the three were pushing him to go.
When Baekhyun was far enough to even noticed how Luhan grits his teeth secretly, the Chinese editor pushed the table forward, hitting Chanyeol's chest who went yelping in pain holding tightly at the edges of the table for support before he topples over his chair. Joonmyeon had his eyes magnified seeing what happened and chided at Luhan for being harsh.
"Luhan!" Joonmyeon scooted to Chanyeol's side, checking if he needs help before Baekhyun noticed his Boyfriend was being physically abused by Luhan."Are you okey?" He asked. Chanyeol wincingly nods, grasping for some air with his hand guarding his affected chest.
"Listen pal," Luhan cussed, half siting on his spot. Didn't gave a damn much if Chanyeol was rubbing his ribs that might have been fractured." If you're only dating Baekhyun as your pass time pleasure toy, if you don't have plans on being serious with him, I'm giving you a blessed chance to walk away now before I see my friend drowning himself in tears in his toilet because your lust had been satisfied and just fled ." He said through gritted teeth. His fingers were digging on the table, watching Chanyeol's every expression with his Joonmyeonie being kind to the guy.
Joonmyeon opened his mouth and later closes it knowing how important Luhan's question is. They needed to sift an answer from Chanyeol. Baekhyun is no different from Joonmyeon. His friend also cried over boys, asking Joonmyeon and Luhan to sleep in his room to feel that he has someones who'll pat his back and offer tissues. He looks at Chanyeol who was stunned for a second, tugging his sleeves under hoping he gets the preamble warning that whatever kind of feelings he is having for Baekhyun, he better be serious about it before he gets his own name listed on Luhan's 'must die 2012' checklist.
"It's leave now or die later, Chanyeol." He said under his breath, keeping Luhan's arm pinned down on the table before his dear friend jumps over Chanyeol.
"I'm not leaving."
Joonmyeon slowly loosen his hold on Luhan, attentively gazing at Chanyeol as he spoke his next words.
"I understand why you're being like this around Baekhyun. He told me about his past and, I'm here to tell you that Baekhyun is special to me. I won't leave him the way the rest did. I'm not spending my extra time just to spread his legs and insert myself." Chanyeol leans forward, the grimace that was painted all over his face was gone and replaced by a stern face with a determined eyes.
"He's special huh?" Luhan mocks, sitting back on his chair." I've heard that a million times in different voice versions, mind you." He writhes in sarcasm to those who dared to show their faces in front of them and ran like a the next day. Too bad for them Luhan already had their names in his small deathly black book.
"But you haven't heard it from me." Joonmyeon caught Chanyeol gulping but it wasn't fear. More like he still has a lot to say."I'm not making any promises or giving you guys an assurance that i'll be loving Baekhyun forever because I'll sound like a protagonist in a novel where a happy ending with Baekhyun had been written and published. When the time comes that we'll ever break up, it's going to be decided and agreed by the both of us and not because I got tried of sleeping with him and didn't have the balls to say it and just storm out of his life." He fell back and rest his body against the backrest of his chair, eyes shifting from Joonmyeon's bright smiling face to Luhan's blunt features."We can date, I can date Baekhyun behind your backs and wouldn't make a great fuss about it. But I respect the relationship he has with you two. I'm here to formally introduced myself as his boyfriend. We're dating and I want to keep him with me as long as our feelings for each other wants us to."
Joonmyeon had both of his hands ready to give a tumultuous applause but paused when Luhan quelled him a look. Chanyeol's earnest words were something they don't usually hear everyday. That handsome face that managed to keep a straight face in front of Luhan is indeed promising. Not a single male in Baekhyun's past made a firm eye to eye contact with him more specially with Luhan. They'd packed their things and left after two of three days, finding what kind of friends Baekhyun have behind his back. Chanyeol was the only one who introduced himself to them with his chin up and a baritone voice that didn't even stammer a single word.
To say that Joonmyeon's impressed was an understatement. It all ends up with Luhan who isn't easy as cake to be convinced. Joonmyeon and Chanyeol eyes were fixed on Luhan.
Joonmyeon indiscreetly watch Luhan as their Chinese editor crosses his slender arms over his chest. Eyes still reigning over Chanyeol who was patiently waiting for Luhan's words.
Luhan stares at Joonmyeon with an inexplicable blinking of his eyes for a quick moment. His expressionless face was still plastered on his pretty assets. A minute to three had passed before the corner of Luhan's mouth slightly raises into a sly smirk. He his head from side to side. Joonmyeon was starting to worry while Chanyeol remained calm. Luhan inhaled some freezing air, scratches his head dumbly like he forgot something.
"Silly me. I just remembered Baekhyun only have two hands, not enough to carry four cups." He stood up, pushing the chair behind."I'm gonna go and help the lazy midget." He left, leaving an impish smile at the two. Joonmyeon laughs lowly as he watched Luhan Strutting towards Baekhyun who was busy stirring their coffee.
When Luhan was out of their hearing radius, Joonmyeon swivel back to Chanyeol with an approving smile."I think Luhan likes-"
Joonmyeon's eyes retracted, his mouth formed into a horrible "O" witnessing Chanyeol picking Joonmyeon's mineral water, fumbles with the cap that was eventually thrown and flopped somewhere beneath his chair. The taller boy swallowed the water down his throat. Quenching his thirst rashly that fluids leaked at the corner of his mouth.
"Is he always like that?!" Chanyeol spurt the fluids he was yet to swallow, sprinkling it all over the table, damping a few papers while some were fortunately landed on Joonmyeon's sleeves. His firm voice become anxious and unsteady.
Joonmyeon's brain took ten seconds before he realized the stern and unshakable expression Chanyeol wore dissipated in a tick of a clock and now, a panicking aura of an awkward boy was exaggeratedly wiping the moistened table with the tip of his coat.
"Oh.. My.. You," Joonmyeon clap a hand covering his mouth as he saw how Chanyeol reaches the half-full bottle to him in his trembling hand "You were scared of Luhan all this time!" Joonmyeon uproars of a laughter echoed around the busy hall, making some staff at close proximity pause and checks on him. They eventually smiles when Joonmyeon faces head down the table, arms crossed above his head and shoulders shrugging in laughter.
Chanyeol couldn't help his cheeks from blushing in utter embarrassment when his walled front grumbled down. He stares at the elder who was almost rolling his body over the table."Who wouldn't?! I thought he was going to drown me in his bottle of water!" The tall boy exhales all the air out noisily, releasing his breath that he had been holding in front of Luhan for the past minutes.
Joonmyeon was still laughing, toning his voice down when he was attracting to much attention than he wanted."I nearly threw confetti's at you for standing up to Luhan like that , no one ever had the guts to talk back at Luhan the way you did." He offered his handkerchief because Chanyeol's sleeves were semi-drenched. Joonmyeon sniggers at how Chanyeol shivered after taking a quick look at Luhan. His friend's very shadow was enough to widen Chanyeol eyes out that creeps Joonmyeon deep down.
"Baek brief me thoroughly before coming here. He specifically told me to keep my guards up in front of Luhan. Not that your views about me isn't important.." Chanyeol frantically waves his hands at Joonmnyeon for him to not get the wrong idea."Luhan is just... Baekhyun told me not to let Luhan's pretty innocent face swayed me. Now I know what he meant." The lanky boy scratches his forehead, skeptically recalling his interaction with Luhan, how he badly wanted to visit the male's comfort room when nature's calling rung through his brain giving him a vital advice to ran away and secure his life.
Joonmyeon hummed, nodding his head still keeping his mouth form opening wide to laugh at Chanyeol's frequent puffing of mouths, feeling the environment for potential danger.
"Since you sounded like you're serious with our friend, you better get used to Luhan's presence because you'll be seeing a lot of him." He gathered the papers around and filed it accordingly."I'm sorry if we scared you, it's just.." Joonmyeon gazes at his pen and opted to play with it as his thoughts wandered.
"It's our way of protecting each other."
Chanyeol stopped his quivering lips. Grinned at Joonmyeon with his healthy teeth flashing at the other.
"I get it. No worries Joonmyeon." He reassuringly attempted to give Joonmyeon a high five which the latter certainly did so. Comparing Chanyeol to the past boy flings of Baekhyun, chanyeol is visibly laid back and wild spirited with a gleam of innocence. Baekhyun past boys were handsome in every word but their faces clearly shouts , play, play and good bye.
He couldn't blame Luhan for treating Baekhyun's boys like the most wanted criminal in Korea handed over for crime interrogation. With Luhan Snarling at the boys, Joonmyeon kept things cool as normal as possible while holding Luhan's arms down. Years of being with one another through life's Up's and down's, they stood as each other parents, sibling, cousin and family considering how they are living away from the warm comforts of their home. They got the front's and back's of each other.
His lips curved into a smile when his thoughts brought him on the day his friends met Yifan as his official boyfriend. He was nervous like what Baekhyun sweated before but when the interrogation started, he realized his worrying was all for nothing. Baekhyun and Luhan were too easy with the blonde. Asking question such as,
"Are you sure it's Joonmyeon? Maybe you got your feelings mistaken."
"How tall are you?"
"Do you have an elder brother or younger brother as hot as you?"
"What's your favorite food? I know how to cook!"
"What's your blood type?"
"What's your number? Let's chat more often Kris!"
and lastly,
"If you're not dating our Joonmyeon and happens to meet the two of us, who do you prefer to date ? me or Baekhyun?"
Joonmyeon wanted to drag Kris out of their apartment and just forget about meeting his friends. Kris held his wrist down and stayed glued on his sit as he answered all the moronic questions.
He modestly said neither of them will be his choice for his friends weren't his type. The atmosphere afterwards turned stuffy.
"How did you two meet?" Joonmnyeon asks. Their friend had been blabbering about Chanyeol oftentimes without telling them how their whirlwind romance started.
Chanyeol excitedly shuffles on his chair."We met five months ago. At the bookstore near the KBS building."
Joonmyeon looks at him confusedly."What? Five month ago?"
Baekhyun had been hiding a guy in his closet for five months?!
Luhan will split him into stripes.
The taller one nodded vigorously."Yeah, I was reading a book over the coffee shop situated inside the store. He was sitting across from me." He his lips, smiles growing wider and Joonmyeon felt warmth inside." I was so into the book when he interrupted my reading. He started asking me about the book. If I liked it, or if I find the plot boring and tiring to read. I told him my thoughts until he gave me follow up questions like what i'd like to happen in the next sequel." Chanyeol giggles, shaking uncontrollably across the other. Joonmyeon leans in, grinning. Chanyeol wasn't with him, but back on that particular day he met Baekhyun. Chanyeol's eyes perks lively at the mention of his friend's name and it's making Joonmyeon happy for his friend."Turns out the author of the book was him. I was speechless for a moment. He had to nudge me to get me talking again."
Joonmyeon knows the place since they visited the store everyday. Keeping their sales in check. Baekhyun aside from being a scriptwriter, he is also a romantic novelist. He authored numerous of books and earned much from it. Luhan authored books with thrilling concept. Murder, angst, killings, apocalyptically centered stories, bombing, chaos and horror. Luhan was praised and honored for having such a clear insights. A visionary writer who takes his readers in the middle of the pages that they'll have a hard time sleeping. Baekhyun and Joonmyeon couldn't agree more. Luhan was born with intelligence and a criminal mind. On the other hand, Joonmyeon authored short stories with different themes. He focused more in his scriptwriting career that brought him to where he presently is.
Joonmyeon chortles watching chanyeol pale face changes into shades of pink blushes."I- I asked him out that day and he said yes."
Chanyeol buried his face in his palms, hiding his reddening face. Joonmyeon laughs while giving the other a consoling pats.
"When he was talking to you that day you've met, was he sitting on his chair, crossed legs and a forefinger doing circling figures over his knee?"
Chanyeol uncovered his face and fathom for awhile."Um.. yeah.. wait how did you know?"
Joonmyeon laughs once more.
"Chanyeol, Baekhyun wasn't interested with your thoughts regarding his book." He said with a meaningful smile.
Back in their good old college days. The BWH trio loves hanging out in coffee shops. Wandering their eyes around and spotting potential lovers. They animatedly invented nonverbal cues to know that they found what they're looking for. Joonmyeon's cue was just a simple rub of his neck which he never get to use since the person he wanted got by a black hole and was unreachable. Luhan has the most bold sign. Sticking his index digit into his mouth with a seductive sliding out of his moisten finger. They were scandalized and embarrassed whenever Luhan does it. The unfortunate lookers will either leave or get enchanted whilst Luhan's targets will be bowing on their knees for his number.
"He was interested in you Chanyeol." He evidently got the other one confused but still smiled back, shyly nodding. His friend gave off his signature cue of interests and Joonmyeon missed the chance
to see it.
They engaged into a more lively talk. Joonmyeon was laughing at Chanyeol's natural way of making people smile. He now knows why Baekhyun chose Chanyeol. His a happy virus that can brighten up anyone's weariness. Joonmyeon almost forgot he was carrying something heavy in his heart.
"Baekhyun is a good friend. He's my best friend. I hope you won't hurt and leave him."
Chanyeol's face relaxes from making obnoxious gestures. He reached out for Joonmyeon's hand, gave it a soft pat."Let's face it. Hurting the one's we love can't be avoided no matter how much we throttle ourselves not to. One thing I can promise you though," Joonmyeon looks straight into the other's eyes.
"I won't leave him."
"I won't leave him without a logical reason and a proper goodbye."
Joonmyeon felt a heavy pang in his heart as his fingers were curling close. His breathing was getting heavy as he bit the insides of his lower lips. His thoughts goes back to that one particular person as Chanyeol's words stricken his heart.
His eyes wanted to cry.
•••
_T.S
"What do you think about Chanyeol?"
"huh?"
Joonmyeon followed Luhan's line of sight and sees his best friend, arms clamp around chanyeol as for the taller boy had his arm around Baekhyun's shoulder. The two was walking out of the place.
Have I been stuck in space for too long that I haven't noticed the warm coffee and the couple leaving?
He feels Luhan's body leaning at his side, an arm encircling his back. They watched the two kiss in a record time , smiling at each other before walking along the hall. They took a left turn and both Luhan and Joonmyeon were sure it wasn't the direction to the exit but towards the empty lockers.
"I think they're a good match." He answered softly."Baekhyun found a decent man."
Luhan softly giggles."Let's not say that yet. I still have my eyes on that boy." He declared, portraying the protective father role."But he's handsome though." He sit straight and offered a cup of coffee to the quite Joonmyeon.
Instead of taking the cup and sipping a good dose of coffee, Joonmyeon nuzzled to Luhan's side, his head leaning on Luhan's shoulder.
"Something wrong?" Luhan asked, noticing how Joonmyeon became less active since he left him with Chanyeol. When he came back with coffee's, Chanyeol was talking nonstop (which surprised him. What the hell with the sudden shift of attitude?) and his friend was just nodding and humming. He didn't even bid goodbye to their visitor when Chanyeol excused himself. His shift will start an hour away.
"I won't leave him without a logical reason and a proper goodbye"
Joonmyeon closes his eyes. Keeping his mouth close and held his breath not caring if his chest was demanding for air. He will only give him and Luhan a burdening problem once he does. He's not willing to cry.
"Joonmyeon..?"
"I-I'm okey Lu, I just need - I just need a.."
Luhan pulls his friend closer to his chest. his reddish locks causing the other to lean closer. Luhan Grits his teeth from seeing Joonmyeon's reflection at his compute screen. Leaning to him, gripping his shirt, face crimping. His beloved friend was emotionally struggling by himself again.
And he hates it. His fist is hungry to punch a certain director.
Joonmyeon snuggled close to Luhan. Gratefully feeling a warm hug and slow rocks back and forth. It eases the feeling of abandonment and terrible sense of loss.
But the soothing feeling didn't stay long when a familiar husky voice inside his head muttered words he heard a long time ago.
Joonmyeon feels the warm tears under his closed lids. His heart hoping that for once, his feeble sniffles wouldn't reached Luhan's sensitive senses.
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