“You really don’t have to do this,” Baekhyun protested. He hated imposing on people and the fact that it was Chanyeol made it worse.

    “It’s not like you can take care of yourself in that condition. Plus it’s kind of my fault.”

    “How is it your fault?”

    “If I wouldn’t have kis--”

    “Can we not talk about that ever again, please?” Baek cut him off.

    “Sorry...” He commented as they arrived back at his house.

    “You must be Baekhyun? I’m Chanyeol’s mom, but you can also call me mom that’s perfectly okay.” Well now he knew where Chanyeol got his talkativeness from.

“Um, thank you.” He was grateful, but still felt awkward.

“Which room did you give him?” Chanyeol spoke up.

“The one right next to yours so make sure you help him if he needs anything.”

“Follow me, Baek.”

“I’ll check on you guys later to make sure you’re settled in!” Chanyeol didn’t feel the need to respond. He led Baekhyun up