Chanyeol usually found himself stuck in the back of the musical arts building with earphones in his ears and a composition text book in front of him. He wasn’t much of a people person and any chance he could take to avoid others was a given. The only person that he couldn’t seem to avoid was Baekhyun.

Baekhyun always found him. Whether he was curled up in the very back of the library or walking through the cafeteria to get to his Music Lit. seminar. Chanyeol wasn’t sure if the smaller boy with light blonde hair truly wanted to be his friend or only talked to him because he knew his secret.

Once when composing in the basement of their arts building Chanyeol had heard the voice of an angel coming from a few doors down. Without even thinking he felt himself walking towards the room and to his utter amazement he was met with a face full of Baekhyun- the last person he’d ever expected to see in any of the practice rooms. He’d promptly turned around and headed back the way he came but not before Baekhyun had caught sight of him.

The shorter had chased him down and made him swear that he wouldn’t tell anybody claiming that a star running back was not allowed to be a singer…it was lame. Chanyeol had simply nodded, running his hand through his burgundy died hair and grinning slightly so that his dimples showed. As they stood there awkwardly a truce of some sort seemed to be made. Baekhyun began calling out to Chanyeol every time he saw him and Chanyeol, although leery at first, began to hang out with him more and more.

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Chanyeol was used to being the quiet and overly tall kid that was always listening to music and didn’t talk to anyone. What he was not used to was being the guy who always hung out with Baekhyun the school’s running back and always having people try and talk to him. This was how he found himself once again trying to hide in the library. As he ducked behind the libraries stacks he breathed a sigh of relief as he heard Baekhyun's loud laugh passing by with a group of people trailing behind. Just as he was about to sit down and get comfortable with his composition notebook he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“I found you!” he heard Baekhyun giggle from above him as groaned under his breath as he looked up.

“What do you want?” he asked, sounded slightly more annoyed than he meant to. He tried not to notice the slight frown that formed on Baekhyun’s face as he turned away and continued to write down in his notebook.

“Damn. Why are you so grumpy today?” Baekhyun questioned as he plopped down in the chair across from Chanyeol and grabbed the notebook. “This is good but can you take a break for me and come shopping!? There’s this really cute store I want to go to and none of the other guys wanna go which is fine because I would rather go with you anyway so come with me!”

Chanyeol blinked as Baekhyun finished and shifted a little in his seat. “Me? Why me?”

“Because you’re my friend and we never hang out unless we’re on campus. I want to chill and you don’t have class so you have no excuse.”

And with that Chanyeol let the other drag him out of the library. Baekhyun had called him a friend? He actually liked hanging out with him? Had he always been that cute?

Chanyeol shook himself out of his musings and wondered where Baek was dragging him but not really caring. It seemed that over time he’d come to like the boys presence around him, he just didn’t expect it to last.

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After what seemed like an eternity of Baekhyun dragging him around and talking more than he could ever remember anyone talking, Chanyeol found himself draped over the other’s bed with his eyes closed and his brain dead. Baekhyun was spread over his legs and groaning about how bad his feet hurt.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have walked through like eight different stores just to look for one specific shirt.” Chanyeol laughed as he smashed his face into a pillow and tried to move Baekhyun off of his feet.

“At least I found the shirt! I had to have it for Chen’s party this Saturday. You’re going right?”

Chanyeol shook his head and gave Baekhyun a puzzled look. “Isn’t Chen the guy on the soccer team? I don’t talk to any of them and I wasn’t even invited.”

“Yes you were.” Baekhyun was looking at him like it was a well-known fact or something. “Chen asked me to ask you. I thought I had.

“Me?”

“Dammit Chanyeol! Yes you! Why do you always question when my friends and I want to hang out with you.

“I thought you just hung out with me because you knew that I knew your secret and you wanted to make sure I didn’t tell anybody that you sing.” The moment that he met Baek's eyes he knew he'd said the wrong thing. If looks could kill Chanyeol would be dead and buried already. Baekhyun was beyond pissed and he almost swore he could see steam rising from the blonde’s ears.

“Are you serious right now Park Chanyeol? Are you ing serious?” By now Baekhyun was off the bed and leveling himself in front of Chanyeol who was trying to hide behind the pillow. “If you told the school that I sing I wouldn’t even care. I can take whatever those idiots would try to throw at me and I know way worse secrets about people. I genuinely like hanging out with you. You’re smart and super attractive. You also have an amazing personality and even my friends like you! Why can’t you just see that I like being friends with you because you’re you?”

“I’m sorry.” Chanyeol whimpered while still hiding his face in the pillow, only looking up when he felt Baekhyun’s hands start to run through his hair. “You know I’m quiet and not very sociable. I’ve never really had friends so when you and the others started talking to me I thought it was a joke.”

Baekhyun grinned at him and rolled his eyes. “You’re precious and an idiot but will you go to the party with me now?”

Pulling the smaller down next to him Chanyeol groaned and let out a peeved sigh. “I guess I’ll go if you really want me to.”

The smile that Baekhyun gave him was enough for him to know that he’d made the right choice.

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The next chapter should be up before the night is over! Hope you like it!