Summary: Chanyeol's a gangster and Baekhyun doesn't talk about it.

 

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Baekhyun doesn't mention it.

He doesn't even talk about it once. Not even in the slightest.

It's almost like it never even happened.

He talks about the music box, though, but not about the things after the music box.

The gangster shouldn't really get annoyed by it since it's probably a good thing that their business isn't public. It'd embarrass the runt and make things awkward between the gang members...

But  it's not like the other idiots weren't already assuming they were doing things.

Maybe Sehun still thinks it's all just mosquito bites. He might just assume Baekhyun's limping because of P.E...

Anyways, Baekhyun doesn't mention it at all.

And to be honest, yeah. Maybe Chanyeol is a little annoyed.

Whatever.

 

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On their walk to Baekhyun's house (as usual), they stop by the convenience store to buy some ice cream, but as they're checking out, Chanyeol notices the brunet staring at the condoms in the health section.

Before he can say anything about it, Baekhyun just turns away from the section and links their arms together.

Once they're out of the store, Chanyeol decides to just break the ice—or whatever it is that's on Baekhyun's mind.

"You have something you wanna say to me or what?"

Baekhyun hums as his free hand digs into the plastic bag and grabs one of the Melona popsicles. "Like what?"

"I don't know... You tell me."

"What do you want me to tell you?"

"I don't know. You just look like you have something to say."

"Mmm... No." Baekhyun focuses on unwrapping the popsicle. "I don't."

"Then what were you looking at in the store?" Chanyeol asks, rolling his eyes. "Condoms?"

"Yeah but I was just looking. It's not like I was thinking about anything, though..." The runt bites off the tip of the Melona stick. "Except, like... I don't know. Why don't you like it?"

"What do you mean? "

"The rubber love glove," Baekhyun answers.

"It feels better without it." Blunt and honest.

"If you don't like it, then why did you wear it?"

"To be safe."

"But you asked me if you could take it off in the middle of it." Baekhyun glances up at him. "I thought it was for safety."

"Because," Chanyeol says again, "it feels better."

"But what about the safety?"

Chanyeol frowns, furrowing his brows together. He doesn't know why Baekhyun's asking so many questions, but since it was his first time, the gangster tries to be patient with all of it.

"I got tested a long time ago, after I broke it off with Jinah."

"Tested for what? And what about Jinah?" Baekhyun asks. His Melona is almost gone. "Like, an exam?"

"No. Every time you have with someone, you should probably go and get tested for STDs. That's all."

Baekhyun goes silent for a few seconds and stares at the ground. "So, you did it with Jinah?"

Chanyeol doesn't know how they got on the topic, but he hates it. .

"I mean—"

But Baekhyun interrupts him.

"Did you pass the exam?"

"I told you, I'm good. Listen—"

"Did I pass it?"

Chanyeol stops walking, forcing the brunet to stop alongside with him. Then, he makes the latter to turn toward him. "Unless you were lying to me about it being your first time, then you don't need to worry about it," he starts. "Second, why're you asking me these questions?"

"I'm just curious," Baekhyun tells him, eyes all innocent and what-not. He pauses for a while before asking, "So, it did feel good...?"

Chanyeol looks around to make sure there aren't any grandmas or children nearby in the neighborhood. "It did—"

"Then was I good at it? and stuff?"

Sharply inhaling, Chanyeol squeezes Baekhyun's hand tighter than before and starts walking again. This time, his strides are faster, forcing Baekhyun to speed walk.

"Let's talk about this when we get to your house."

Baekhyun ignores him. "I didn't disappoint you, right?"

"No, you didn't—"

"I mean, you can tell me if I did. I have, like, really thick skin. If anything, I can take it. Just tell me and—"

Chanyeol's never been more relieved to see the Byun's house. He stops them right in front of the gate. "You need to stop overthinking this."

"I'm just asking for feedback," Baekhyun sighs exasperatedly as he pushes the gate open, leading the way to his front door. "You never answered me. Was I good at it? Having and stuff?"

"Can you keep your voice down? I don't want your parents to kill me."

Shaking his head, Baekhyun reaches in his backpack and gets out his house keys, something that Chanyeol notices because it rarely ever happens. The runt only unlocks his house when—

"No, they won't. They're not even home right now." After unlocking it, Baekhyun pushes the door and walks in. "They needed to finish filling out some paper work or something. I don't really know— Let's go upstairs and have ."

Ever since they did it, Baekhyun's stopped calling it "the "... but having the word "" come out of his mouth isn't any better.

Chanyeol stays by the doorway, gaping at the brunet who stops just before the staircase to look back and see if the gangster was following after him.

"What?" Baekhyun asks.

"I'm not into quickies."

Actually, he likes them, but having quickies with Baekhyun isn't something he wants to do right now... He prefers ing slow.

"We can make it a long quickie," Baekhyun says, walking back to the front door just to pull the gangster inside. "Come on."

"Why're you so into this?" Chanyeol scoffs. Nonetheless, he follows the brunet inside and up the stairs. "Don't you think you're being a little pushy?"

"You did all the work last time. I just thought it might be nice if I just let you sit and watch me!" Shutting his bedroom door behind him, Baekhyun hurriedly drops his backpack on the floor and tries to his uniform but Chanyeol puts a hand over him. It stops the brunet from continuing. "What?"

"Just because your parents aren't home, that doesn't mean I'm going to screw you while they're gone."

"But we did it while your parents were gone."

"That's different—"

"How?"

Chanyeol doesn't know how. "It just is."

Dropping his hands at his side, Baekhyun purses his lips together. "So, you don't want to?"

God, he hates feeling flustered. ing hell.

"I do, but—" Chanyeol stops when Salem greets him and starts rubbing himself around his legs. "It's too soon."

"What do you mean?"

"You're still sore." Picking up Salem from the ground, Chanyeol cradles the cat.

"No, I'm not," Baekhyun argues, despite all the bruising around his neck and collar bone which Chanyeol can definitely see. "I'm fine."

"Babe, you were limping the whole day."

"No, I wasn't! Maybe I hurt my foot a little bit during p.e, but it's not that serious," Baekhyun walks over and takes Salem away from the gangster. "At least cuddle with me... but, like, ."

Scoffing, Chanyeol lets the brunet take his hand and slowly walk him over to the bed. "And if your parents come home early and find me cuddling with their son? ? With my in between his cheeks?"

"It's okay. I locked the door." Setting Salem back on the floor, Baekhyun turns to the gangster. "So, cuddles?"

Chanyeol stares at him long and hard before he actually starts ing his shirt. In the meantime, Baekhyun takes it as an open invitation to start unbuckling his pants.

"You know this won't stay as cuddles for long, right?"

Baekhyun gives him a cheeky smile. "I don't know," he hums. "That's up to you. I only said I wanted to cuddle, but if you want to disrespect me like that, theeen... I don't know~"

Rolling his eyes, Chanyeol helps him with the belt  until the pants fall to the ground with the belt following after with a clank. "Take your clothes off and get on the bed."

While Baekhyun scrambles to take off his own clothes, the gangster looks around the room. "Where's the lube?"

"In my nightstand drawer," Baekhyun says, kicking off his pant leg. "It's under all my extra notebooks and stuff."

"When did you have time to buy it?"

"The convenience store is around the corner, you know." Baekhyun shrugs before lying down on the bed. He pats the spot next to him. "Lay here."

"And the ?" Chanyeol asks, getting on the bed. "Did you have time to buy that, too?"

As soon as the gangster was next to him, Baekhyun rolled over and hugged him by the waist. "No. You don't like condoms."

 

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A/n: ok but wear condoms tho

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