02.

London

“This must be the first time I have spent so much a penny for a homecoming event. Why must these kids demand so much?”

“Well, Mrs. Soulier, I’m appalled to hear you say that after your hotel opened up a branch in Paris last month.”

“We must never display too much wealth, darling, it drives away the less fortunate. It’s bad for the image.”

“Always the philanthropic point of view. As expected.”

Minseok sighed. The only reason why he hates having to organize these things is hearing these women display their wealth with jewelries and sugar-coated white lies during every meeting. Truthfully enough, this is also the first time he’s organized a party as grand as this. It was their school’s homecoming but he just had to invite students from other schools as well. It’s that grand. 

And all because of one person.

--

A few days after Baekhyun and Chanyeol returned to London, the social media exploded. Countless articles popped up, numerous baseless rumors, infinite threads talking about the controversial couple--it was like an apocalypse in the world wide web. There were a lot of reasons why the two are always in heat. First being CEOs and heirs of their respective companies, in which both are known worldwide. Second is Baekhyun’s controversial cross-dressing skit wherein millions are dying to know the story behind (but of course an autobiography will not be happening soon). Third is, of course, currently being the world’s most popular homoual couple to date. The two of them and everything about them are simply enthralling and riveting, so much as they remain to be the constant topic of various social networking sites. They are an inspiration to the young and an eye-opener to the old. They are elegant and eminent.

Minseok has been the witness to how much they were talked about. In the process of preparing for the homecoming event, he overheard and encountered the school’s publication journalists going around the school, asking students and teachers about their take on the Grand Revelation (as dubbed by the Inside magazine).

“Elliot Van der Gilt is a legend. He made a name for himself in the scariest and riskiest way possible.”

“He has been to a lot of adventures and it makes me wonder how much he can still go to at such a young age. He’s the definition of someone who’s living his life to the fullest.”

“I guess it shows that there are a lot of things that can hinder us from getting what we want, you know, and we don’t really know the right choices so we stumble on our way and sometimes get lost. It’s just up to us if we’re willing go back and make our choices right.”

“That revelation sure shocked me! His days are never boring, I bet.”

“For a guy to go to so much trouble as to dress up in women’s clothes, he must have one tough heart. Park’s a lucky guy.”

“I guess I could say nothing about that guy is not interesting? He was such a party animal back in college, even getting into fights in bars here and there, but he was also unbelievably smart and believes in higher power.”

“Very, very, stupefying. I was extremely flabbergasted. Good job, homo couple.”

And a lot more. God knows how many times Minseok snarled at some comments from ignorant people he heard but he was in no position give judgments himself.

It was two days after that when Baekhyun RSVP-ed the invitation they sent for the homecoming event.

And the social media exploded into tiny, tiny bit of pieces even more.

--

Seoul

Sehun woke up around six, deploring that it was too early for him. He turned his head to his side. Luhan was still sleeping soundly, cutely tucked under the sheets.  He sat up slowly and leaned to give him a peck on the cheeks before getting off the bed and out of the room as quietly as possible.

He yawned on the way down, scratching his back, and headed straight to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for his dry throat. Afterwards, he planned on going back to the bed room but noticed Brad Pitt lying quietly at their porch, staring outside. He’s always at their porch. He understood that it was the last place he was at when Baekhyun left him in their care but the reminder made him sad as well. Sehun went to the porch. When he came, Brad Pitt only did as much as glance at him before ignoring him completely. Sehun snarled at him and sat on the bench.

“You really hate me, don’t you.”

“He probably feels like you’re replacing his master,” Sehun remembered Chen saying once when he visited their house. “Luhan has always been around Baekhyun and they both took care of him. Now he finds Baekhyun gone, replaced by someone else.”

Sehun sighed into the morning air. “I’m not here to replace him, you know. Not like anyone can. I miss him too, just like you do.” He smiled. “He probably misses us too.”

He heard Brad Pitt moaned and saw him wag his tail. “Oh? You finally like me?”

“Watching the sunrise on your own, Oh Sehun?”

Brad Pitt and immediately went to Luhan who’s freshly woken up with his hair still disheveled from bed. 

Sehun sighed. Of course Brad Pitt would. Luhan offered him a cup of coffee before sitting beside him, hugging his legs.  “it seems like it’s gonna be a good day.” Sehun said, feeling the cold breeze of the air press lightly on the fabrics of his clothes.

“It is a good day.” Luhan retorted. “The weather’s so nice I could just sleep all day. Maybe I should skip work today.”

“I just said it’s gonna be a good day.”

Luhan leaned against Sehun’s side and placed his head on his shoulders. “Don’t you want to have a good day with me?” He whispered while staring intensely at Sehun with a smirk,obviously teasing the younger.

“There’s no way I can say no to that face now, is there?” Sehun replied  while putting his arm around Luhan’s neck. “But Gyuri booked a flight right? So we might need to pick her up at the airport later.”

Luhan groaned slightly. “Why, of all days, it has to be today?”

Sehun chuckled as he patted Luhan’s head. “I think we still get the whole morning.”

As soon as he said that, the wind grew stronger by the second and an annoying loud noisy sound accompanied by what looked like Chanyeol’s private chopper slowly came docking down on the helipad on their backyard. Sehun and Luhan stood up and stood by the railings and watched as Gyuri hopped down the chopper, securing her skirt amid the strong wind.

Luhan scoffed. “What happened to booking a flight?”

--

“Enlighten me, Luhan.” Gyuri said while hanging her coat on the chair before sitting. The maid then prepared coffee and a simple breakfast with omelet and sausages for the three of them. 

“Beats me. She just came to the building one day and took back the deal.”

“That’s odd.” Gyuri mumbled after tasting the omelet. “If Megan was having second thoughts about this deal, I would’ve noticed in the first place. Instead, I saw how inclined she was.”

“Maybe she just changed her mind?”

“Oh honey, businessmen don’t just change their minds for a reason so trivial. They only do when they’re threatened.”

“Are you telling me that she was threatened? For partnering up with me? Regalia isn’t even deep in the market yet. Why would anyone be threatened?”

“Yeah but you have an impressive list of connections. You’d be deeper in the market if you get dragged by someone who’s already there. I think that’s what those people are trying to avoid.” Gyuri stated before taking a sip of her coffee. She watched as Luhan thought deeply about the possibilities. “Think of the trail. You are popular for being a former model of Homme Fatale. Your childhood friend is Kim Jongin. Your best friend is Byun Baekhyun. Your best friend’s lover is Park Chanyeol. Your best friend’s lover’s best friend is Oh Sehun. Your lover is Oh Sehun. The co-owner is, yours truly, Park Gyuri.” 

Luhan stared at her for a moment after finally understanding what she meant.

“I’d be threatened too if I didn’t know you.”

Luhan unconsciously slammed his fists on the table. “But I don’t want to be acknowledged because of that! I want to be able to make it on my own!”

It was Gyuri’s turn to stare at him this time, obviously gaining interest. “Ah, I knew you’d say that. I heard that’s the same belief you imposed on Sehun that made him want to start his own company.”

“I didn’t--”

Gyuri shushed him by raising her hand. “Although it is impressive, your principles are quite misguided given you’re in our side of the world. It’s not wrong. It’s just not the right place.”

“If it’s not wrong then it doesn’t matter at what place and time, does it?”

“Stubborn as you are pretty. But then again that’s what I liked about you.” Gyuri stated with an interested smile. “Don’t worry. I didn’t come here to scold you. I’m here to propose something.”

--

When Chanyeol finally arrived at the doorway of their beautiful, beautiful, large house, there was a familiar sound of a guy coming from the living room, echoing in the hallways. Baekhyun’s car was parked outside. It’s one in the morning. 

He made his way towards the living room and stopped at the end of the hallway where he got a perfect view of Baekhyun under the male helper he hired yesterday. He sighed. “Unbelievable.” He whispered while standing and observing them. He watched closely as the man inserted his hand under Baekhyun’s shirt, caressing his skin. “Nope. Don’t do that.” He watched Baekhyun’s face and saw his eyebrows crook, which he anticipated after the man carelessly engaged into a minute of . Seriously, it’s funny how you actually need to educate whoever wants to make Baekhyun feel good because that is not even stimulating even by watching. “Un-ing-believable.” This time he was finally heard and Baekhyun turned to him, slightly surprised. The man on top of him, however, smirked at him and continued as he is.

Chanyeol shook his head and went back outside to grab something from his car. The moment he came back, the man on top of Baekhyun immediately jumped off the couch, grabbing a pillow to hide his , and stood on a shocked defensive mode. “WHA-WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING TO DO WITH THAT THING?!”

Baekhyun shook his head and groaned. 

“Oh well, you know, that depends on how pissed I am with you for  screwing my lover.”

“A-and how pissed are you...exactly?”

And Chanyeol pulled the trigger. Let’s just say there was no way the man could’ve gotten out unscathed but at least we’re certain he’s still alive. 

--

Luhan stood beside Sehun as they watch another chopper land on their backyard. “Well, I’m sure the neighbors wouldn’t mind if we  invite more choppers here.” Sehun said in mockery and Luhan nudged him lightly. 

“I’m more worried about who’s inside.”

“I’ve got a pretty good idea who it is.” Sehun replied as he watched Gyuri jogging towards the chopper. And just as he thought, Yura was escorted down the chopper by her servants. He can almost hear Luhan choking as the shorter guy yelled, “Yura?!” Sehun chuckled at most. “Yep, the second eldest of Chanyeol’s sisters. Don’t say that word in front of her though.”

“Sehun!” Luhan said in panic, grabbing the hem of Sehun’s shirt. “What am I gonna do?!”

“What? Why are you panicking?”

“I’ve never met her before!”

“That’s not true! How about that time when...” Sehun paused for a second to think. “...when Chanyeol and Baekhyun outed themselves in the media? Didn’t you see her there?”

“Yes, I saw her, I didn’t meet her ! And we weren’t even inside the building!”

“Hiiii!” Yura greeted suddenly in a high-pitched voice while walking up the stairs of the veranda. 

Luhan turned to her with a smile. “Hi, Miss Yura!” A complete 360 degree change of attitude.

“Oh, honey, just Yura is fine.”

“Okay...just Yura.”

Yura made a surprised face to Gyuri then. “He’s exactly as you said!”

“When was I ever wrong about people?” Gyuri replied proudly. “Now, let’s go inside, shall we?”

Yura then followed Gyuri inside the house, taking off her coat in the process. Several men also welcomed themselves in the veranda, standing at each corner, including at each side of the door.

Luhan blinked in surprise. “What...?”

Sehun lightly patted Luhan’s back. “See? That wasn’t so bad.”

And Luhan lightly kicked his knee. “Airhead!”

Sehun bent down in pain and watched as Luhan leave. “What did I do?!”

--

“I thought I said no weapons this time?” Baekhyun asked when Chanyeol came back. He was sitting on the small couch, eating ice cream, with his legs hanging from the armrest. 

“Ice cream after ?”

“We didn’t even get to the part. I think you came home too early.”

“Or he was just too slow with the .”

Baekhyun stopped eating and stared at Chanyeol. Chanyeol stared back at him. There was this silence until sudden laughter filled the room. “That was hilarious!” Chanyeol said.

“Who still does at this age and time?!” 

“You should’ve seen the look on your face, B.” Chanyeol mumbled while leaning over the couch, evidently trapping the smaller under him. “Should we continue to the part instead?”

“I’d love to but this is his shirt and you really don’t want to have with his scent all over me.”

Chanyeol stood back up. “Okay. ’s gone.” 

Baekhyun then sat up straight and placed his legs on the floor so he was sitting properly.  He grabbed Chanyeol’s bulge. “Liar.” 

Chanyeol just watched as Baekhyun quickly unhooked his belt and then opened his zipper. “What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Baekhyun retorted as he pulled Chanyeol’s thing out of his pants. He can never get used to how big it is. He started off with the tip of the head, slowly and gently. Chanyeol always liked it when he does this, constantly as he moved down and then further down to his balls. After a while, Chanyeol started grabbing his hair.

“Tell me about your day.” Baekhyun said before taking in Chanyeol little by little, trying to fit such a huge inside his small mouth.

“Well, I pretty much spent the day on the phone, sorting out a few problems for the company.” Chanyeol started, and he felt Baekhyun’s tongue ringing his pre- inside that little soft mouth. He gripped Baekhyun’s hair tighter. “And, of course, made sure both Yura and Gyuri landed safely in Seoul.” He groaned slightly this time when Baekhyun started bobbing his head with speed.

He can never fathom how Baekhyun makes him feel all sorts of pleasure with a simple , even more so with something more than that, it was a feeling he never found in other people. This sort of comfort and contingence was incredulous, it scares him how even with what they have accomplished together, he still couldn’t get a sense of assurance that he knows and owns everything that is Baekhyun. After all, to him, Baekhyun’s entirety is surreal.

Chanyeol groaned and trembled when he finally released his load and heard Baekhyun gasp as spilled on his face. It was . “Sorry.”Chanyeol said with a light chuckle.

“It’s fine.” Baekhyun said while wiping the off with the shirt’s sleeves. He was rubbing the cloth all over his face like a puppy that Chanyeol couldn’t help but smile as he watched. 

Chanyeol then leaned closer, pulled Baekhyun’s hand away from his face, and captured his mouth for a deep kiss, his tongue when Baekhyun gasped. Baekhyun moaned under him, clutching his chest, as Chanyeol gripped the back of his hair in return. It was pleasure over the other. No matter how much they both tried, the heat doesn’t seem to disappear in between them. Everyday, it’s like this. The agony of wanting to touch the other while keeping control is just unimaginable. 

It’s like there was never enough time for the both of them. It’s like such dangerous love can’t be contained by mere anatomies.

It was out of control.

--

Seoul

“I can’t believe you’re gonna leave me with two of Chanyeol’s sisters.” Luhan mumbled full of worry as while fixing Sehun’s tie.

“As much as I would love to keep you company, I’m not good with fashion talks and it’s still my third day as CEO.”

“I only need you here as bait. I’m awkward!”

“First of all, you’re not awkward. Second, I’m not cute.” 

“Those women would pinch your cheeks if you do so much as to say good bye to them, .”

Sehun flattened the creaks on Luhan’s forehead. “Don’t get so tensed. They sense those. Come on.”

When they got back to the living room with Sehun all groomed up for work, Gyuri and Yura was already done with their teas. Luhan had to stay in today since apparently a business meeting will be conducted under his roof. Sehun said his goodbyes and as expected, Gyuri and Yuri stood up and pinched his cheeks as he left. Luhan smirked and Sehun made a face at him before he disappeared behind the door.

“Now then, as for my purpose for coming here, why don’t we move to the study.” Yura said, walking out first.

“Oh, you know where the study is...I see...” Luhan mumbled by himself as he quietly followed the two down the hallway heading towards the study.  The study is like a mini-office, with a small conference table at the middle. The walls are mostly covered with bookshelves for his and Sehun’s books. There’s a small stereo at the corner to set the mood if needed and a small flat-screen TV for presentations. 

It’s located at the end of the hall, somewhat isolated, and nearest to the door at the back of the house so that if ever they were to invite clients at home, they could just use the door at the back.

As soon as Gyuri and Yura took their seats, Luhan felt awkwardness leaking all throughout his system.

--

Chanyeol watched closely as Baekhyun tie his necktie. He was making that face. Baekhyun was unconsciously too focused on tying he doesn’t even notice his eyebrows are crooking. It was so cute Chanyeol couldn’t help but snicker. 

“What?” Baekhyun asked with his eyes still fixed on the tie.

“Nothing.”

“I bet you miss seeing me in a dress.”

“Yeah,” Chanyeol replied in all honesty. “But I like it more when you’re .” Baekhyun lightly slapped his chest and giggled. Chanyeol couldn’t help but pull him into a tight embrace. “Good luck tonight, baby.” 
 
Tonight was the homecoming party they were planning for weeks (apparently). It seemed to have gotten out of control when Minseok informed them earlier that there are reporters waiting outside the school. Minseok had to increase the security the last minute. 

They left the house around 9. The party started two hours ago but who the hell comes that early anyway. Chanyeol rejected the idea of having a driver drive them to the venue and instead said he could drive himself. It seems like Chanyeol has been rejecting help from commoners a lot nowadays. Baekhyun decided not to fondle over the thought too much. It could mean nothing.

The gate was already packed when they arrived but luckily, there were enough securities to let the car through the gate. The gate was closed tightly afterwards to avoid any reporters from barging in. The event was something that wasn’t supposed to be broadcasted anyway, at least Minseok made that perfectly clear. 

Chanyeol left the car to the valet and then escorted Baekhyun inside the hall. Upon entering, golden lights and soft music greeted them. There were jewels in every corner. It was majestic. “More formal than I thought.” Chanyeol commented immediately.

“Not all parties have disco balls, baby.”

As expected, as soon as they were noticed, all eyes were on them, some even whispering. It’s like they were in doubt if they’re the real thing. “How cool it would be if we actually transformed into gods right now?” Chanyeol whispered and Baekhyun chuckled secretly.

“Hey, I thought you won’t make it.” Minseok said when he finally spotted them in the crowd.

“Minseok, did you not receive the memo that we always arrive two hours later?” Baekhyun stated and received a look of confusion from Minseok. “I’m messing with you. But yeah,we do that.” And then he left for the wine after he said those words.

“He has those...tendencies.” Chanyeol said in apology before following Baekhyun to the bar.

“I know. It’s some kind of sickness.” Minseok agreed immediately.

When Chanyeol caught up at the bar, Baekhyun was having a laugh with two or three people including the bartender. Baekhyun immediately reached an arm for him. “Meet my trophy.”

Chanyeol smiled at Baekhyun’s friends before looking at Baekhyun. “Baby, I don’t think I can engage in another fight on which of us is more of a champion than the other.”

“Mm-hm, we all know who it is,” Baekhyun replied while pinching his cheeks. “Anyway, these three kept on subtly hinting they would love to meet the Park Chanyeol so...” He said, with the enunciation on point, and pointed with an open palm one by one of the three as he introduced them. “This is Miles Ashton, she’s a journalist and this is her husband, James Ashton,  he used to be a scriptwriter but now a producer. They both actively run behind the first LGBT movement in the school, well, until now but with a wider scope in the country. Impressive, isn’t it?”

“It is, but I’m curious as to how it started, surely it’s not because one of you were gay?”

“No, it’s because they have a friend like me.” Baekhyun interposed.

“Even though it imposes great advantage to you during the time, I’m afraid the sole reason is because we keep an open mind about the holes in the society, particularly in ual preferences.” Miles stated in defense. “Although, I do admit that Baekhyun announcing to the whole university that he was biual one peaceful morning during our first day of finals gave us the push.”

“And he boldly still went to class to take the exam like nothing happened.” James was quick for the additional as well, remembering that fateful day.

“Boy, did the rate went downhill that day...”

Baekhyun smiled sternly at the both of them. “Although I do appreciate being the center of the topic, I’m afraid I still haven’t introduced a very important friend right here.”

“Oh, I’m fine watching you people throw an arrow at each other’s glamour.”

“Still very poetic, I see.” Baekhyun retorted. “Anyway, Chanyeol, this is Benedict, or you can just call him Ben like we all do. He used to be a star hockey player back in college until he broke his foot after graduation so he never really got anywhere after that.”

“Oh, that’s so sad, I’m sorry.”

“Uh--”

“Well, although it is pitiful, that was the reason why he found a new path in life, now he’s a bartender, a car specialist and...is openly gay.” Baekhyun interposed once again.

Ben clicked his tongue. “Thank you Elliot for adding that useful bit of information.”

“That’s payback for being such a douche back in college.”

“I can’t believe you’re still hung up on me rejecting your application to the hockey team?”

Miles and James laughed immediately, and so did Chanyeol when it finally sunk in. 

“You would be cursing at me right now if I had let you in for giving you bruises and scars.”

“Oh I would pay good money to see that.” Miles mumbled before taking a sip of her wine.

“That was not the point, Ben.” Baekhyun said in defense. “Well, back then, that was not the point.”

“Oh, yeah, it was--”

“Shut up already, you openly gay American!”

“No need to reiterate, honey.” A smirk.

Baekhyun begged to differ. “You hear everything, do you?”

“No, just the stuff involving Elliot and Louis, your ex.”

Chanyeol paused. “Wait, your ex?”

“Thank you for that useful bit of information, Ben.” Baekhyun said full of sarcasm.

“Now that’s payback.” Ben said, smirking, before turning around to get back to work. Miles and James also quietly slipped away with their drinks.

Baekhyun slowly turned to Chanyeol. “Louis is your ex?”

“...yeah?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I didn’t think it was important.”

“Oh please tell me how more important those three are than your previous relationships.” Chanyeol muttered in anger and Baekhyun bit his lip. “You know I don’t like secrets, B, I mean after everything.”

“Well, it’s not like I was keeping it a secret, I mean I have no reason to! You’re not really mad, are you?”

Chanyeol stared at him and sighed heavily. “You’re right, I’m sorry, don’t frown, baby. I’m not mad.” He mumbled while pulling Baekhyun closer.  “There’s still probably some remnants from our game.”

“Chanyeol, about the game...” Baekhyun whispered. “We need to talk about it.”

“No, tonight, you have to enjoy.” Chanyeol said and then pecked Baekhyun on the forehead. Baekhyun smiled back at him,subtly hiding his worry. “I spotted Jongdae earlier so I’m gonna have a chat with him. I didn’t know he was invited.”

“Oh, it’s not like we know a lot of things about that guy to begin with.”

“You’re right.”

--

“A what?” Luhan almost choked in thin air after hearing Gyuri and Yura’s proposed ‘solution’.

“Publications,honey, There’s obviously not enough of you in the papers.” Gyuri filled in.

“Me? The company?”

“No, you.” Yura interrupted sternly.

“Oh...no, I’m not gonna get involved in some scandal just to make my company more known!”

“Who says it has to be a scandal? Being Baekhyun’s best friend is enough to pull up your name but it’s still lacking. I mean, being the side character isn’t enough for a reputation. Why don’t you be the main character this time?”

“I don’t know, um, I’m really just side character material...?”

Gyuri leaned closer to him. “Why don’t you let the people know about your relationship wth Sehun?”

Luhan widened his eyes. “That’s a ing scandal!”

“It’s not. It’s the truth. Nobody made it up.” Yura stated in confidence in her seat. “You see, this is how you survive in this world, Luhan.”

Luhan clenched his fists. No, he certainly can’t jeopardize his relationship with Sehun just because of this. Not when they’re both just starting to build their life together. “No.” Luhan said sternly. “There’s got to be another way!”

“There’s no other way, Luhan.”

“Well, what if I convince Megan once again?”

“She’s not gonna change her mind the second time. You know that.”

“Luhan, not doing this is riskier than possibly jeopardizing your relationship with Sehun.”

“How can you say that?! This is not just a relationship, excuse me!”

“We’re just trying to help you.”

“No, you’re just trying to help yourselves!” Luhan then stood up. “I’m gonna prove it. I can sort this problem on my own!” He yelled before disappearing behind the door.

Gyuri sighed deeply.

“He clearly misunderstood.” Yura stated the obvious. “How hilarious.”

There is another way, Luhan thought while walking back in forth inside his room, deep in thought. Of course the cause of this problem is Megan Liu. I just have to convince her once again. I can do that. I have a lot of charms. I don’t have to do everything the dirty way.

But where do I find Megan Liu?

--

“And...there she is.”

Minseok followed Baekhyun’s line of sight in the crowd and spotted, of course, none other than Megan Liu. “Baek--”

“Hold this for me.” Baekhyun said while passing his glass to Minseok.

“What now?” Minseok asked helplessly as he watched Baekhyun make his way towards Megan Liu. “Ugh.” He shook his head in distress.

A/N:

omfg im sorry for not updating. last sunday we had our photoshoot for the yearbook (yeah it it was sunday LOL) and then we had this three-day retreat it was pretty boring anyway i was so busy but i'll update two chapters next week ;;; 

pls love me still

- gelie