Chanyeol blinks, he’s confused...where is he? Chanyeol looks around, it was a pretty fancy bedroom, and it seems like there’s someone waiting for him on the bed. Chanyeol walks closer, having had his curiosity piqued.

“Who are you?” Chanyeol questions, the female’s back was facing him.

Slowly, the girl turned around, hair swaying perfectly around her neck. Chanyeol’s eyes widened in shock, it was Baekhyun, in that same school girl’s uniform from this morning.

“Oppa!” Baekhyun crawled over to Chanyeol’s direction, causing Chanyeol to blush furiously. 

“Oppa~ Why are you ignoring me, don’t you want to feel what’s under this dress?” Baekhyun pouted, grabbing Chanyeol’s hand to feel his milky white thighs. Chanyeol gasped at the sudden gesture of affection, somehow, he couldn’t get his hands off of Baekhyun’s thighs.

“B-Baekhyun? What are you doing?”

“Yeollie...why are you acting so inexperienced, don’t you want to leave kisses down my neck?” Baekhyun pouts, throwing a playful glare at the taller.

Chanyeol, with a shaky hand, cups Baekhyun’s face, leaning in to peck his soft, pink lips. Baekhyun’s eyes were closed, as he pulled Chanyeol’s hand closer to his chest. Chanyeol left trails of kisses on Baekhyun’s neck, soft with a hint of cooln-

Chanyeol shot up from bed, gasping from the graphic dream he just had. He couldn’t believe he fell into temptation for Baekhyun, and even left some ing kisses on his milky white neck- Oh god, he’s doing it again. Chanyeol knocked his head with his hands, trying to forget this crazy dream. 

But what shocked Chanyeol the most, was that he woke up being so . 

Chanyeol removed his blanket, and low and behold, his bulged, pumping up with energy. So even if Chanyeol convinced himself that he was in no way attracted to Baekhyun, scientific reasoning was saying otherwise. Everybody knows that an increases blood flow to the . And the source of ? Baekhyun in a dress. Calling him oppa. Chanyeol was doomed.

It’s just because Baekhyun looks too much like a girl, it had to be. Chanyeol reasoned, he couldn’t imagine himself falling for the male, and this is happening right after he had broken up with Seo Hyun! Things are happening too quickly.

I’m not in love with Baekhyun. It’s just admiration. Purely admiration.

-

Chanyeol heads for the college, trying to forget his ual awakening this morning by immersing himself in lectures and tutorials. But everytime he saw someone with long, brown hair like Baekhyun’s that day, his mind immediately brings him into that state of euphoria, the image that Baekhyun donned that day. Despite trying his best, there were multiple attempts at shaking his head to get rid of these thoughts.

Chanyeol was so absorbed into his thoughts, that he didn’t realise that Baekhyun was walking up to him.

“Chanyeol!” Baekhyun called for him once more, now tugging at his shirt.

“AH!” Chanyeol screamed accidentally, body banging against the wall in shock. He was so busy thinking about Baekhyun, that he didn’t realise the real Baekhyun was standing in front of him. How strange.

“Hey...what’s wrong, are you sick?” Baekhyun casually places his hand over Chanyeol’s forehead, causing Chanyeol to blush furiously. Baekhyun’s soft and delicate hand held against his forehead, Chanyeol could smell the strawberries and cream soap emitting off Baekhyun’s han-

“W-wait! Don’t touch me!” Chanyeol yells abruptly, causing Baekhyun to quickly slide his hand off of Chanyeol’s head. Baekhyun gives Chanyeol a confused expression, what was up with him today?

“Uh..you’re acting weird.” Baekhyun comments, crossing his arms as Chanyeol tries to straighten out his clothes.

“Ahaha...it’s been a rough morning for me.” Chanyeol scratches his hair, as Baekhyun gives him a teasing look.

“Watching again? Seriously Chanyeol?” 

“Nope, absolutely not.” Chanyeol says with slight hesitation. You wouldn’t want to know Baekhyun, it’s something worse than ...way worse.

“So...what’s up?” Chanyeol changes the topic quickly, reminding Baekhyun of why he intended to approach Chanyeol in the first place.

“Ah! That’s right, I was gonna ask if I can move in to your place again.”

Chanyeol’s eyes widened, “Come again?”

“I said, can I move back into your apartment? I’ve been staying at the chairwoman’s place for quite a while now, and I feel bad because part of the contract was to work at your place. The chairwoman said I should give you a heads up if I ever want to go back.” Baekhyun explains, fiddling with the string attached to his hoodie. Chanyeol couldn’t help but think how those fingers were working hard at twirling those strings.

“Oh, um, sure! You can move back in anytime, I missed seeing Minjun too.” Chanyeol nods, and soon enough Baekhyun gives the most beautiful grin Chanyeol has ever seen. Somewhere in his mind he was really looking forward to waking up to see Baekhyun in his apartment, though this time he’s gonna make things right. Chanyeol was not going to treat Baekhyun like a housemaid, but rather like a roommate who helped with the chores.

“Thanks Chanyeol! I’m sure Minjun is looking forward to seeing you again.”

Yup, this is gonna be exciting.

-

Or not.

“Chanyeol! How much detergent did you put into the washing machine? There is foam everywhere!” Baekhyun blindingly allowed Chanyeol to do the laundry this weekend, after he claimed that he had some experience with the washing machine. Chanyeol gasped as he saw the overflow of bubbles in the laundry room, he may or may not have added a bit too much.

“I don’t know...a few cups I think.” Chanyeol muttered like a child who realized he did something wrong.

“A few cups? Are you crazy?! Minjun, don’t come this way!” Baekhyun warns the toddler, but Minjun was so excited seeing the amount of bubbles that just kept growing, his chubby little hands couldn’t resist, and not long after, Minjun is already diving into the swarm of bubbles, throwing and kicking them happily. Baekhyun groans, he not only has to clear out the laundry room, but he now had to clean up a very soapy Minjun as well.

Chanyeol chuckles at the toddler who is currently messing around with the detergent foam, but is quickly shot down with a glare from the toddler’s older sibling. Chanyeol zips his mouth, standing at the door, not really knowing what to do.

“Chanyeol, Minjun, out of this room, now!”

-

“Oh god, I’m so tired…” Baekhyun whines as he climbs onto the couch, resting his body fully onto the comfortable sofa. After an exhausting session scrubbing every nook and cranny of the washing machine, disposing the foam, and giving Minjun a good shower, Baekhyun feels like he could fall asleep at any moment, now having changed into comfy sweats and a hooded jacket. 

Chanyeol and Minjun, who were previously bonding over an episode of pororo, made space for Baekhyun in the middle. Minjun spared no second to snuggle closer to his hyung, clinging onto him like a koala, while Chanyeol tried to move closer to Baekhyun, while trying to seem like he isn’t doing so. Baekhyun ends up being squished between the two, but because he was sleepy and ready to doze off he honestly couldn’t be bothered. 

Minjun dozed off first, followed by Baekhyun. Chanyeol took a quick glance at the two siblings, it was sweet, seeing how Minjun’s fingers were held tightly onto Baekhyun’s face as he slept. The house suddenly doesn’t feel so empty with the two around, the sound of the TV, the toys scattered on the floor and food stocked up in the kitchen was a definite sign that there was some sort of liveliness in the house.

Chanyeol’s parents, who are constantly working overseas, never really had the chance to have a normal day with their son like this. Despite indulging in parties and celebrations, sometimes Chanyeol craved for just a normal day, like the ones he has read about in children’s books when he was younger. Though this wasn’t exactly his family, it sure did feel like one. Baekhyun is probably going to prepare dinner in about an hour or two, and Minjun would probably go back to scribbling Baekhyun’s name on paper again.

But for now, Chanyeol is just going to lean back against the sofa like the other two, planning to take a quick nap. Chanyeol adjusts himself to face Baekhyun, studying the male’s features. He wonders, would he still have such feelings for Baekhyun, even as a male? Baekhyun is kind, brave and compassionate, and he was probably one of the few people who could see through his image. Chanyeol might be afraid to admit it, but he might actually be in love with Baekhyun.

Chanyeol couldn’t help but put his arm around Baekhyun’s shoulder, wrapping the smaller closer to him. Baekhyun shifts a little, but ultimately (and successfully) leans closer to Chanyeol, his head laying on Chanyeol’s chest. Chanyeol grins, a proud smile seeping onto his face, he just hoped Baekhyun wouldn’t hear the loud thumps of his heart beating.

“Oh .” Chanyeol groaned as he looked down, noticing the bulge in his pants. It’s no longer a wet dream, it’s reality.