Sounds of bird chirping from the distance waking Baekhyun from his sleep. He groan tiredly, as his hands trying to reach whatever he can. He found an extra pillow and pulled it closer towards him and hug it tight. Manly cologne scent hit his nose and he scrunched his face in curiousness. Since when did I used this kind of cologne? He open his eyes widely when realisation hit him. Oh my God. Few seconds after, Baekhyun squealing by himself on the bed, body still lying and pillow - which he assume as the one that one certain tall guy have used - still in his hold, tight and secured. Spent hours of crying in a hot guy's arms isn't something that Baekhyun ever dreamt of. Never in million years. Sure he had that chances many times before, courtesy of his parents that gave him the most hottest and caring brothers in the entire universe. But, in this case it was different. That early morning was the first and to make it worst Baekhyun was crying. Can't his life be more dramatic than it already is? Not that I complain.
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It was late in the morning, past eleven, even. And Chanyeol was in the kitchen, cooking something for his puppy to eat. He could hear small unstable steps coming closer to where he currently is. And he sure enough that seconds after this, the little puppy will call his name just like in those cliché TV drama. "Chanyeol?" Told you so. "Yes, Baek?" Chanyeol spun around and came face to face with the curious look of Baekhyun. "You can cook?" "Who says I can't?" The taller teased as his hand unconsciously moved to Baekhyun's button nose and pinched it. Baekhyun pouted when the taller treat him like a kid. The smaller gently swat his hand away as Chanyeol roughly ruffle his messy bed hair. "Sit down there for a moment. The fried rice will be done in a minute or so." Chanyeol instructed and