“Alright, alright, I’m coming down.”

                Baekhyun said to the phone. Yifan can be a total sometimes. His cousin knew that Baekhyun didn’t really like the crowd, except when they went clubbing.  Yifan already said he doesn’t have to meet any of the guests and that he can stay in Luhan’s guestroom for the night. Baekhyun was watching a re-run of some fashion designer competition show when Yifan called his cellphone and asked him to come down. He said he wanted Baekhyun to meet the wedding party organizer, so he could match the wedding concept with the outfit. Baekhyun looked at the mirror one last time to check how he looked. He smiled at his reflection, satisfied at what he saw in the mirror. Baekhyun had his hair cut today. Before, his hair was long with brownish color, and now he wanted to make a little extreme change, so he asked the hairstylist to dye his hair pink and curled it a bit so it looked fluffy, just like a cotton candy. He looked good. Even when he’s only wearing a low cut v-neck and a pair of baby blue pants, he looked pretty decent for an engagement party.

                The party was very merry. There’s a lot of guest coming. Baekhyun knew some of them, he and Yifan was very close since Baekhyun didn’t have any other male cousins beside Yifan. He knows Chanyeol of course, since his cousin was so close to the latter. He also recognized a couple of Yiyun’s—Yifan’s elder sister—friends, greeted some of Yifan’s uncle and aunts from his father’s side (Yifan was Baekhyun’s cousin from his mother’s side, their mothers are sisters), but most of the guest was Luhan’s. And even though he knew Luhan pretty well—since Yifan and Lu had known each other for a long time—Baekhyun never knew any of Luhan’s friends. He didn’t even knew any of Yifan’s friends outside high school. He was trying to break through a group of young ladies he knew was Yiyun’s friend, flirting with him, when suddenly a couple of kids ran his way and bumped onto him. The kids didn’t even stop to see that Baekhyun had fell down first, and the crowd was too busy with themselves to realize his small figure was on the ground. He tried to stand up, but he fell back down when a pain shot through his tailbone. Damn, he thought, this is not good. Baekhyun was still trying to stand up when a hand appeared in front of his sight and a voice asked him, “Are you okay?”

                He lost his breath at the sight in front of him. Never did Baekhyun reacted this way when he see another person. Hell, he worked with very beautiful and super handsome models all the time, but none of them made him reacted like this. His heart was beating so fast and he felt something warm crept from his neck to his cheek. He knew he was blushing. The man before him was just.. beyond beautiful, or handsome. He had this pale milk skin, strong jaws, firm but somehow cute nose, high cheek bone, thick eyebrows, unique shape of a lip (where have I seen this lips before? Baekhyun thought) and a pair of eyes Baekhyun just couldn’t describe. It was the most mesmerizing eyes he ever saw with the sharp gaze and smoky accent, even the man’s pale white hair did not outshine the power of his eyes. Baekhyun just stayed there in a daze, looking at the other male who also seemed a bit flushed, until someone had to ruin the moment by clearing his throat.

                “So, you two have met already?” Baekhyun was brought out of his trance when he heard Yifan’s baritone voice. He quickly put himself together and accept the white haired male’s hand who helped him stand up. There were no sparks when they touch like what Baekhyun has anticipated, but he liked how big and warm the other man’s hand was and how it fitted Baekhyun’s hand perfectly.
         
                  “Uhh, thanks. I guess,” Baekhyun finally said with a very small voice. He was now the center of attention; all the guest was looking at him who only pretend to clean his shirt, just so he had a reason not to look at the crowd and the man who just help him. Yifan understood his cousin’s nervousness and told everybody that the younger one was okay, and that they can continue to enjoy the party.

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                “So~, Sehun-ah, this is Byun Baekhyun, our wedding outfit designer,” the awkward atmosphere was now gone, the five of them (including Chanyeol) was now sitting around one of the available table and the other three besties were enjoying the cookies in front of them. Luhan was the only one they could call ‘normal’, at least in front of an