Sehun received a text message from Chanyeol about Kris hitting Luhan with a Frisbee. He didn’t blame Kris for it since he was told it was an accident, which is understandable. He waited outside of Luhans hospital room, debating on whether he should go in and give the bouquet he had in his hands. After minutes and minutes of thinking, he manned up and enters the room before he could change his mind.

When he saw Luhan, a frown formed onto his face. Luhan looked so sick, a little too sick, and skinny too.

“S-sehun…” Luhan whispers his voice so hoarse, it seemed like it had taken him a lot of energy just to say that. Even though sick, he gave Sehun a small smile.

Sehun smiled back, a sad smile, “Hey…” He says quietly, hiding the bouquet behind him.

Luhan reached out for the younger male, “I need you to h-help me…”

“Y-yes anything…” Sehun walks closer and sits by the bed. He held the bouquet under the bed, his other hand reaches to touch Luhan.

“Sehun… t-there was a guy…. He stayed all night for me.” Luhan forced his voice out, “He cared… I don’t know who it is.”

Sehun remembers staying behind to watch over Luhan all night. But he left before Luhan could see him.

Luhan continued, “B-but I saw this mustache behind…” he smiles and looks at the fake mustache he held in his hands, “And this guy… he is a really nice guy.”

He knows

Sehun was ready to confront Luhan and give him the bouquet,

He knows…

He smiles at Luhan, lifting the bouquet ready to give it.

“C-chanyeol… He wore a mustache; he wore it when you both visited.” Luhan says, “He’s the one who stayed back for me, isn’t he?”

Sehun lowers his hands to keep the bouquet hiding again, his smile fades rapidly into a frown. He stares at the bouquet.

“What are you looking at Hun?” Luhan asked.

“O-Oh… nothing…” Sehun scoffs, “Yeah! Chanyeol is a really nice guy,” He forced a smile.

It hurts that Luhan doesn’t know the truth. It hurts more that out of all people, Luhan thought of his best friend.

No matter how much he was upset, Sehun stayed to accompany Luhan for a few hours. He left earlier than usual, telling Luhan that he had some school assignments to get done as an excuse to leave. It’s not that he wanted to leave Luhan all alone, lonely; It’s worse that he stays with such a vein heart than leave with time to think.

When he arrives home, he sat lazily onto the couch, his eyes slowly strolling around his huge living room mansion. His living room is enormous, the ceiling are so high with beautiful long chandeliers lingering down, many artistic framed work screwed to the wall, there were many things to look at and admire.

“Come on Sehun.” He says to himself giving a hard slap onto his own forehead. “What the are these feelings…” He whispers quietly. Sehun looks up from the fancy chandeliers down to the plain marble ground, “I’m… I’m not interested…I’m not, I’m not. I’m straight…” He reminds himself.

He lets his eyes wonder around more and then Luhans voice enters his mind, the words Luhan had said on their first ‘date’.

“Haha… no not really, I don’t know yet though… people could change yeah?”

Yes, Sehun agrees that people could change. But did he himself change? Or was he just misunderstanding his feelings?

“I’m not inter- ugh!” He ends his sentence with a huff and shakes his head to rid of these unnecessary thoughts, then wiggles into a more comfortable position.

He stays lying peacefully for a few minutes, clearing all thoughts from his mind, when all the sudden his phone rang startling him.

He checks his phone and frowns slightly.

From : Yeollie <3

Hey, it’s Chen. Chanyeol asked if you could come over ^^

Sehun didn’t want to go but he remembers “I’m not interested.” And he texts back saying he’ll be there in a bit. There was no need to get jealous, he isn’t interest after all… right?

Chanyeol is my bestfriend, and always will be…

Chen stayed in Chanyeols room as they waited for Sehun. They both sat quietly, Chanyeol rested on the bed while he sits in front of the mirror playing on his phone.

He was looking at the world wide news and scrolled down to Brad Pitts picture.

“Brad…” He whispers out loud.

“Pitt.” He hears Chanyeol say suddenly, after a while.

“Brad.” Chen says again.”

And Chanyeol does the same, “Pitt.”

“Brad.”

“Pitt.”

“Brad.”

“Pitt.”

They both continued and after a while, Chanyeol starts to beat box.

“Brad.”

“Pitt pft tch kha tch ah.”

And then Chen started to sing to it, tapping his hands on the table as if they were drums.

“Brad!” both says in the same time.

“PITT !!” They stood up swinging their hands freely in the air, smiling at their big finish later ending it with a cheerful laugh.

They both sat back down and held their stomach calming their selves.

“Chanyeol?”

“Yes Chenster?”

“I’d like to know more about you,” Chen says politely.

“Ahh, of course, what would you like to know?” Chanyeol smiles.

“I heard Baekhyun call your mom Mrs Park sometimes, but aren’t you guys brothers?”

“Oh, no he’s my step-brother.” Chanyeol says as he lays back down, “I actually just met him seven months ago.”

“Oh…”

“Chen I have a question too.”

“Yes Yeol ssi?”

“Yeol ssi?” Chanyeol laughs, “Okay ‘Chen ssi’”

He stays calm for a while before continuing, “What face does Baekhyun do when he is with me? Like when he’s on the dining table or when he talks to me? Is he comfortable?” Chanyeol asks almost sad.

Chen didn’t want to say anything that he knows would hurt Chanyeol, there are many times where Baekhyun looked pissed, displeased and all negatives. So he answers simply, “I don’t really pay attention, but I guess he’s casual.” He didn’t really lie, maybe Baekhyun is generally pissed with everything, and he is -in the other hand- stubborn.

When they received a text from Sehun informing them that he couldn’t come over, they both decided to search for the missing Baekhyun. He hasn’t come back yet and it was worrying the both of them and their mom.

“Where’s Sehun?” Chanyeol asked when he remembered Sehun was supposed to be coming over, “Did he reply the text?”

“Oh yeah… I forgot to tell you, he replied like thirty minutes ago that he couldn’t make it.”

“Seriously?! And you had us sitting quietly this whole time-“

Chen giggled, “Sorreh. Ehehe.”

They both had no idea where Baekhyun is, so they stayed in the room for a while and sat in their thinking positions…

Sat down with their thinking faces and Chanyeol’s thinking face had Chen snickering so hard.

It took a while and Chen. Who was hardly concentrating because he was distracted by the other males face, raised a finger, “I know! Let’s just ask Jongin.”

“Good Idea! My Chen ssi is so smart.”

“Yeah yeah I know.”

Chanyeol wanted to become secret agents again and since his partner, Sehun, wasn’t here to help him solve this crime, he looked at Chen who was here. He grinned cheekily which freaked Chen out a little.

“Why are you doing that?!” Chen asked horrified.

“Let’s be secret agents! Yeol ssi and Chen ssi!”

“Uhm…but we don’t have to hehe.” Chen says nervously not wanting to disappoint the other.

“Aww….” Chanyeol pouted, “Please! I just want to have fun! Plus we will have cool mustaches!”

“Oh how convincing.” Chen says sarcastically, “And no! That’s yours and Sehuns thing! Plus I’m hot butler Chen, and nothing will make me dress up like secret agents and wear a silly mustache!”

Black tuxedos…

                     … Dark Sunglasses

Matching hats and bow ties…

                     … and….. Mustaches!

They fold the ends of their sleeves, looking neat and secret agent like- And as Chanyeol his mustache, Chen glares at him frowning. He couldn’t seem to reject Chanyeol at the end, but the outcome didn’t even near to satisfy him.

“Can we just not wear the mustache?” Chen huffs.

“No! It will reveal you identity!”

They headed to Jongins house, not the apartment but the rich luxurious one, with the fancy framed windows and the rich solid material it was built out of.

Chen stood in front of the door step and sighs. ‘How did I get myself into this?’ he asks himself.

He could hear Chanyeol from the back whispering loudly, “Knock!”

Without a complaint, Chen knocks the door even though there was a doorbell. He looks back at Chanyeol who was his mustache behind the car window and sighs at how silly the sight was.

Chen looks back at the door when he hears the key unlocking, then he was greeted by Jongin, who looked confused.

“Uhm… hi who are you-?”

Oh wow this disguise really does work

I could get two girlfriends now.

Cool.

“Oh I’m sorry.” Chen took off his mustache and greeted back, “It’s me Chen.” He waves and smiles happily.

“Oh! I know you! You’re the guy from dance class!” Jongin says.

“Yup that one! How do you know?”

“Because the teacher came cryinig to me, begging if I could teach you instead.”

“What-“

“You’re the reason she quitted, I thought you would know.” Jongin chuckles.

Chen crosses his arms and frowns. “Oh I see why she quitted…” He glares.

“So Okay what do you want? ?”

“What no!”

“I was kidding. What do you want.”

“Well… Baekhyun ran off and we thought that maybe he told you where he was, or if you know where he could be…?”

“I don’t know…” Jongin says dramatically making Chen pout. “But I know…”

“What-“

“I’ll drive you there.”

So Jongin drives while Chanyeol and Chen admires the coffee machine that lies in the back seat. It was hours till Jongin pulled the breaks, reaching their destination.

Jongin looks back at the two, “You guys wait here okay? I’ll check if he’s in there.” Chen and Chanyeol nodded and watches as Jongin leaves the car and disappears into the building.

“Where are we Chen ssi?”

“We’re in front of some building Yeol ssi.”

“What do you think is inside there?”

“hmm…” Chen taps his chin and thinks. He doesn’t know what’s in there either, the building was short and needed a little fixing. “It’s probably just some private store.”

After a few moments Jongin came back and opens the door, “Hey Yeol, you might be a little disappointed, do you really want to take him home?” he asked.

Chanyeol nods and smiles widely, happy to know that his brother is safe, “So he is in there?! Yes! Of course! I want him back home!” he claps his hands together in glee.

“Hm. Okay let’s go.” Jongin drags Chanyeol to the building and Chen follows.

Once they entered, Chanyeol was at how loud the music was. It must’ve been crowded, he felt many people passing by him, bumping shoulders onto shoulders. When they walked a bit more, he even started feeling hands touching his body. There was lots of shouting, screaming ‘woohoo!’ and bottles tingling.

“J-jongin!” He yelled loud enough for Jongin to hear, “Where are we!” He was a bit scared.

“Oh my god.” Chanyeol heard Chen say from behind, “is that Baekhyun?!” Chen asks Jongin pointing at some guy, who seems to be Baekhyun, standing on top of what it looked like a stage. He was half , drunk, and surrounded by half ladies who were touching all over him so ally.

Chanyeol has no clue what was going on, “What is going on!” He yelps.

“Ask Chen.” Jongin said before handing him over to Chen.

“Chen… what’s wrong…” He asks again.

“Chanyeol let’s just leave!” Chen says trying to drag him back out, but Chanyeol resists.

“Chen! No! What’s going on!?” Chanyeol cries.

Chen looks at Jongin, silently asking if he should spill it to the giant. Jongin nods and Chen clears his throat looking back at Chanyeol, “Baekhyun is half , drunk and he’s fighting someone.”

“What!” Chanyeol shouts, “Someone help him! He’ll get hurt! Get him out of here Chen!” He runs without alarm, losing himself in the crowd.

“Chanyeol don’t go by yourself it’s dangerous!” Chen yells from behind, him and Jongin tries chasing him.

As Chanyeol struggles through the crowd he was pulled by the collar by a stranger, “You like to dance?” It sounded like a ladies whisper.

He felt her hands crawling up his chest and ing his collar, Chanyeol tries to escape but there were too many people pushing him in.

“Chen!” He calls.

Suddenly, he felt a tight grip on round his wrist and he was dragged outside the place in a dash. Chanyeol pants heavily, “Thanks Chen. Now let’s help Baek…”

“I am Baekhyun.” He hears. “What are you doing here? Why the are you following me?”

Chanyeol scoffs when he was alarmed that the person who pulled him out was Baek, “I was worried about you.” He utters, “And mom… she’s also worrid.” Chanyeol says, his lips forming into a little pout.

Baekhyun huffs, “Don’t be worried about me, I could take care of myself.” He says seriously.

“Baek, why’d you run away…”

“I want to.”

“But mom was crying- you know how scared she was Baek?”

“Hm.”

“She’s not my mom Yeol.” He hears Baek say after a while, “My dad only married her, but it doesn’t mean she’s my mom.” He makes his way back into the club, but just before he could shut the door in Chanyeols face, he continues, “And you are definitely not my brother.”

Chanyeol felt a stab in his heart and once again he was left alone, with no clue where he was. He just sat down on the ground and hides his face in his hands as he lets warm tears flood his palms.

“Hey Yeol,” Chens voice appeared. He walked to the sobbing boy and kneeled down, taking off the fake mustache Chanyeol still had on. “Let’s go home okay? Mom is worried.”

Chanyeol sniffs, nodding slightly.

The three went home. Chanyeol and Chen thanked Jongin for his big help before they headed their way home.

When they reached home, Chanyeol asked Chen to leave him in his room, he was too upset and he didn’t want anyone to see him cry either.

He hides underneath the blanket and cries.

Later when Chanyeol was calm enough- he finds his phone and clicks the button which dialed him instantly to Sehuns number.

Beep… beep… beep…  “Hello?”

“Hey…” sniffs. “Can you come over?”

There was a silent pause.

…

“Sorry I can’t” Sehun answers.

Chanyeol was of course a bit disappointed that his friend couldn’t be there to comfort him, but maybe he’s busy. Chanyeol just really needs someone. “That’s okay.” He says before finishing the call.

Sehun stares at his phone vacantly, still repeating the words Chanyeol said, again and again.

“Can you come over?.... Can you come over?.... Can you come over?.... Can you come over?...”

Just say yes, a simple yes… yes, yes, yes.

“Sorry I can’t”

What the Sehun.

“That’s okay.” He hears Chanyeol say just before the call ended.

Sehun hits his own head, because he was stupid for turning down his friend. For turning Chanyeol down when he needed Sehun the most; just because Sehun was being too selfish.

After a while looking up at the ceiling, regretting and feeling guilty for what he has done- he grabs his jacket and was on the way to comfort his best friend, to be there for him.

He walks gradually; he could already see the contour of Chanyeols house slowly appearing as he walks closer towards it. He stops when he sees two figures just outside the house, he squints to better his vision.

He couldn’t see them clearly, but he could hear them clearly.

“Get away from me!” The shorter one shouted as he tries getting into his car.

Then the other one follows.

“I said! Get the away from me! You are not my brother Chanyeol!” The shorter one pushed the other, making him tumble onto the wet ground.

Sehun gasps and quickly runs to Chanyeol, Baekhyun already drifted off.

“Yeol! Yeol! It’s me Sehun! Are you okay?!” He asks cleaning the dirt off Chanyeols shirt.

All he got as a reply was a sniff. Chanyeol tries to speak but instead he started to cry. His tears fell faster than rain, and it was flooding his entire cheeks.

Sehun helps him up and they seated on the steps in front of the house entrance.

“What happened?” Sehun asks when the time was right.

“B-baekhyun…” Chanyeol stutters, “Went home… and I-I was sitting outside and I heard his voice… so I called him. B-but he just started shouting.” He says, wiping his tears with the back of his wrist.

Sehun frowns and pats his friend gently on the back.

“I thought you were busy, why’d you come?” Chanyeol asked.

Sehun looks down and shakes his head slightly, “Oh I just thought a friend needed a space in my schedule.” He says looking up at Chanyeol with a smile. He sometimes wish that Chanyeol could see him smile, and hope that his smile can help Chanyeol as much as Chanyeols smile has helped him.

“Wanna go to the park!” Chanyeol asks joyfully,

“Why not? Let’s go!”

They both strolled by the park, but before they could step foot on the grass, Sehun spotted Baekhyun sitting on one of the parks benches.

“Hey Yeol,” He voiced, “Let’s go this way!” he drags Chanyeol to the other side of the park, where Baekhyun wouldn’t see them.