Packing his books away in his bag Baekhyun couldnt seem to find his pencil case anywhere.

"Oi, YODAl!" He yelled moving some books around by his desk, "Chanyeol!" he tried again.

Jogging up stairs and making it to the frame of their room chanyeol leaned agaisnt the door.

"What's up?"

"Did you touch my stuff with your over grown lumps of meat again?" Baekhyun asked still moving around on his desk.

"If you're refereing to my i'd have you know I only have on--"

"No, you piece of coal, your bloody hands." Baekhyun quickly interupted.

'No, why? what did you lose?" Chanyeol asked now moving into the room.

"My pencil case." Baekhyun deadpanned, at this Chanyeol's eyebrow raised.

"You own a pencil case?"

"I regret calling you here already, can you leave, your existence is irrelevant in my life right now."

Leaving back down stairs to the kitchen Chanyeol had a slight tug at the edges of his lips as he walked passed the island where a bright puffy pink and blue pencil case was sitting on it.

"Meanie"