Realization.

Chanyeol woke up to loud noises coming from the kitchen, He was so going to kill jongdae for disturbing his beauty sleep, that’s until he was conscious enough to remember that the older has morning classes today, and that’s how he ended up staring wide mouthed at a half baekhyun making breakfast, The shorter guy was dancing to some Korean girl group song, while holding the pan in one hand, and a glass of juice in the other. The taller boy couldn’t help but notice how smooth and curvy baekhyun’s back was. He bit his lip observing how the shorter managed to make twitch with a simple hip sway, but as soon as his dirty thoughts began to form, he shooed them away quickly and dragged a chair to settle himself in, baekhyun soon enough noticed his presence and turned with a sleazy smirk pronounced on his pretty face.

“Good Morning Sleeping beauty, I hope I’m not the reason that woke you up.” Baekhyun sent a playful wink at the taller while sipping his orange juice.

Chanyeol stared at how the orange juice started sliding down the elder’s neck and how his Adam’s apple bobbed in and out, he gulped audibly before he answered.

“No, it’s fine.” He felt his throat get dry.

“I’m making you breakfast, you know trying to be a nice guest.” Baekhyun settled the plates at the table and got himself comfortable.

“You don’t have to, I mean I’m usually the one who makes breakfast, I really don’t mind.” Chanyeol took a bite from his delicious looking mushroom omelet.

“I insist, I’ll be your servant as long as you let me crash here.” The older winked again.

“You really don’t have to, any friend of jongdae’s is a friend of mine.” Chanyeol couldn’t help but notice how delicate the shorter male was, he had really beautiful slim hands that women would gladly kill to have, and he was a really good cook, not like chanyeol was of course, but he wasn’t half bad at all.

“This food is really tasty, thank you hyung.” Chanyeol beamed at the older.

“As I said, I’m at your service.” Baekhyun saluted dramatically, and chanyeol snorted at the action.

“Why did you decide to come here, I mean why běijīng?” Chanyeol was curious, Jongdae told him that the older had his own clothing line, something to do with his aunt finding him and leaving all of her fortune for the said man.

“I actually came with my boyfriend, he’s Chinese and we were-” Baekhyun looked down before adding, “I don’t really like talking about this, I’m sorry.” Baekhyun looked uncomfortable for a second.

“No, it’s okay, I was just curious you don’t have to tell me anything.” Baekhyun hummed, and after an awkward silence, Chanyeol decided to talk and break the ice between the two of them.

“Did you used to walk half back in the orphanage?” Baekhyun chuckled at the silly question, and he was back to the playful man he was before.

“No one seemed to mind, why? You don’t like what you see?” The elder’s smirk was back to its place, and chanyeol felt revealed that the awkwardness was gone.

“Not at all” Chanyeol grinned goofily, and baekhyun snorted at that.

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Tangled limbs, hair sticking out, two grown up males trying to catch their breath while sweat drips from their foreheads, if luhan haven’t known those two for years now, he would have thought that they were doing something nasty, but playing twister at that age is something even more ridiculous.

“Am I interrupting something?” Luhan cleared his throat before asking, he was scanning the two younger boys amusedly.

“Luhan!” Both boys exclaimed after hearing the older.

“What are you guys doing, seriously aren’t you tired of playing kids games?” Luhan asked uninterestedly before he headed toward the younger’s room, Yifan and yixing looked at each other for a second before they burst out laughing.

“Stop cheating yifan.” The shorter male whined.

“What, I’m not cheating, stop touching me!” Yifan tried to reach the blue circle across the younger’s foot.

“Look how easily you can reach all the circles, it’s not fair.” Yixing pouted.

“It’s called being tall, not cheating.” The younger huffed and Yifan smiled innocently at him.

“Still, not fair.” Yixing extended his arm to reach a red circle under yifan’s leg.

“What a pretty sight.” Luhan appeared from yixing’s bedroom, “I’m leaving, peace out.”

“Why are you wearing my new shirt?” Yixing didn’t like having his new shirts stolen away from him by a ridiculously rich idol.

“What are you talking about?” The deer looking idol looked like he really had no idea at what the younger was going on about.

“Stop playing with me luhan, I still haven’t worn that shirt yet, you can’t have it.” Yifan moved his leg and yixing almost lost balance.

“It’s my shirt now, I’m wearing it, yifan can you lend me some money?” Luhan blinked cutely at the taller male.

“No ing way, we’re in the middle of something can you please leave already.” Yifan growled at the older, he almost won if it wasn’t for that loser idol’s disturbance.

Luhan got his phone from his pocket and angled the device toward the two males, after he snapped a picture of the ludicrous view, he then turned his full attention to the taller.

“Are you sure yifan, or do you want me to accidently send this to the media.”

Yifan growled, he hated nothing more than luhan right now, he doesn’t really care about some silly picture of him and his more than known best friend getting leaked to the media, but he needed that idiot to get lost already, it was because of him that yifan had to be forced playing this stupid game, and it was because of him he was about to lose this god damn stupid game.

“Just take what you need, and get the out luhan.” Yifan gritted his teeth.

“Calm down fanfan, it’s just money, you have tones of it.” Luhan scoffed and took some papers from the younger’s wallet, “Okay I’ll go now. Do you guys need anything?” he heard the two younger boys shout a get-the--out behind him and he chuckled at that, “Okay okay, just behave yourselves kids.”

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