Mixes of Nghs, Ahhs, and Hmfs were exchanged in their room as Chanyeol pushed himself harder, faster and deeper into Baekhyun.

", Baek--"

"Shh, the others might hear us,"

" the world, Baekhyun. You're too f-ing tight," Chanyeol groaned as he released his into Baekhyun.

--

"Yixing, can you please stay? Even just for tonight?" Yifan said as he saw his Yixing put on his pants.

"You know I can't, Fan," Yixing said with a frown before he fixed his shirt.

Yifan groaned, knowing that arguing wouldn't do anything to them.

He watched as Yixing turned the doorknob and said his good night and a soft I love you, before closing the door, making his way to his shared room with his friend, Luhan.

Yifan immediately felt the emptiness in the room, the emptiness of the space beside him, and of course, the emptiness in his heart as he whispered an I love you too and drifted off to sleep, but not before a tear rolled down his cheek.

--

It was in the middle of the night  when Yifan felt the bed dip, and an arm circle his waist.

"Hey, why so late?" Yifan asked as he put his arms around the other.

"Baekhyun helped me with my Math homework," Chanyeol lied as he drew small circles on Kris' waist to help Kris drift back to sleep. "Took us awhile, huh? Uh.. would you mind telling me why you aren't wearing a shirt?", Chanyeol asked after he eyed Yifan's torso.

"Uh.. it was too hot, the weather's really unbearable the past few days," Kris wiped his forehead to help convince Chanyeol of the lie that just escaped his lips.

It was really hot, but the heat wasn't the type of heat Kris hoped Chanyeol was thinking. The heat Kris talked about was actually not from the weather, but heat from the intimate session he and Yixing shared moments ago.

Sensing the fact that Chanyeol was still hesitant, Kris leaned closer and pecked Chanyeol's forehead before saying, "Good night, Babe. I love you." 

A lie.

"I love you too, good night." 

Another lie.

Lies. 

A relationship filled with lies.