8. Park Chanyeol Is Way Too Persistent
10 Stupid Reasons As To Why I Hate Park Chanyeol
8. Park Chanyeol is way too persistent
I was already out his house, stomping angrily as I walked on.
That bastard. I could just bury that stupid head alive.
"Baek!" Turning around, my eyes widened at the sight of Park Chanyeol having his half body running after me.
What the !
Ignoring his calls, I turned my way to the other direction.
Baekhyun, calm yourself. You don't know any one who goes by that name, Park Chanyeol. Just keep on walking.
"Baek!"
I gave him one last glance, sticking my tongue out ("Mehrong!") before darting my speed onto the nearest bus stop.
"Baek!"
Still running, I could hear him following from behind with speed.
Looking down at my legs, I cursed my faith for having these two short ones.
Not too long until I was caught by his arms and pulled in close to his chest.
He's still . And I could just tell he's FULLY under the towel.
"D-don't leave!" He snuffled, head nuzzled beneath my neck, two hands holding both sides of my waist.
He's crying.
Again.
With the exception of his height and voice, I'm still questioning his age.
I sighed, bringing my hand up to his hair and shuffling it lightly. "I won't."
He nods, lifting his head and sniffed.
I turned around to have myself tip toeing up for a peck on his lips. "Now stop crying." I brought my hands up to his face, gently wiping away his tears.
He nods. "Will you still go on a date with me?"
"Depends." I shrugged, walking pass him. "Maybe after.. Gee, I don't know. Changing into some decent clothes?!"
I was about to shoot him a glare when I was swiftly lifted up the air. "What are you doing? Put me back down. - tard."
"Language, Baek." The bastard who amazingly is now completely recovered, had a grin displayed on his stupid face.
"Put me down!" I yelled, hitting him on his chest with feet violently kicking the air. "ert!"
"Hey, I'm not a ert."
"You are! Now put me down, will you?! I'm calling the cops!"
He continued walking, ignoring all the noise I was making.
It was surprisingly odd how his neighborhood had so little people. Except for one ajjuma who was walking her dog and was giggling shamelessly at our scene.
"!"
"Y-yah! Who's a ?!"
"You! Now put me down, ert."
"Call me that again and I'm really taking you here and now."
"! ert! Someone help! I'm being held against my wil-" And there he kissed me.
And I kissed back, shifting my body to have my arms clung around his neck, and legs around his waist.
We were having a hot make out session in front of his house.
How inadequate.
But who gave a damn?
Definitely neither of us.
> No clothes and yet I feel warm with you around my arms /blushing/ <
A/N: Starting my morning with baekyeol <3
Attempting to write up the sequel. Will post it up when finished. Not sure when tho
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