Busy dreaming

YOYOYO I’M BACK NOT THAT ANYONE MISSED ME BUT I’M HERE SO DEAL WITH IT HAVE A FIC

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BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.

Chanyeol groaned, rolling over and smacking the top of his alarm clock. He buried his face in his pillow and sighed. He could just not show up, right? Nobody really cares if you skip class in college. He nodded to himself. He needed sleep, he could miss the first day. He rolled over and closed his eyes, beginning to drift off again. He was almost asleep when he felt something hit his head.

“Good morning, hyung,” Sehun called from the doorway. “You’d better get ready, our first class is in thirty minutes.”

Chanyeol groaned again and pulled himself up into a sitting position. He would hurt Sehun for

this. Still, he knew he should be a good friend and show Sehun around since he was a freshman while Chanyeol was a sophomore. Chanyeol quickly got dressed and headed to the kitchen of their tiny apartment where Sehun was wolfing down a bowl of cereal. Sehun waved and smiled as if he hadn’t just assaulted Chanyeol out of bed. Chanyeol shot him a glare and poured himself a cup of coffee, hoping the caffeine would wake him up enough to be able to get through his first class. The pair finished eating and Chanyeol led Sehun to his first class. They sat in the back of the lecture hall and pulled out their laptops. The professor was as boring as he could possibly be, and it took all of Chanyeol's strength to stay awake. About halfway through the class, another student rushed in.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said with a grin. He was somewhat short, with blonde hair and way too much eyeliner. The latecomer slid into the seat next to Sehun and waved at him and Chanyeol.

“So, what did I miss?” He whispered.

“Nothing,” Sehun sighed. “Absolutely nothing.”

“Well, clearly I missed meeting the hottest boys in the class. What a shame. We’ll just have to meet up later,” he said with a wink.

Sehun grinned, but Chanyeol choked on thin air. Who was this kid? They barely knew each other, why was he saying stuff like… that?

“I see he’s a shy one,” the new kid said to Sehun, nodding in Chanyeol’s direction.

Sehun nodded.

“He’s absolutely no fun at all.”

“I bet I can change that.” Sehun chuckled.

“I’m Sehun and that mess is Chanyeol, who might you be?” He asked.

“Byun Baekhyun, at your service,” Baekhyun said with a little bow.

Sehun and Baekhyun continued chatting throughout the class while Chanyeol struggled to focus and take notes. The class finally ended and Chanyeol dragged himself to the next one. When lunch came around, he searched for Sehun in the food court and was surprised to find him sitting with Baekhyun.

“Who’s that with Sehun-ah?” Chanyeol’s friend Jongdae asked.

“I dunno, some new kid. He showed up in our first class today.”

“He’s kinda cute.” “He’s kinda annoying.”

Jongdae chuckled and went to sit with Sehun and Baekhyun, Chanyeol following behind him.

“Ya Sehun-ah, how many hot friends do you have?” Baekhyun whined when Jongdae sat down. “This is too much for me to handle!”

Sehun laughed and patted Baekhyun on the back.

“Just look at Chanyeol when there’s too many attractive people around.” Chanyeol shot a glare at Sehun and Baekhyun turned to look at him.

“Nah, he’s part of the problem,” Baekhyun said with a smirk, shooting Chanyeol a flirty wink.

Chanyeol suddenly became deeply interested in his rice.

“I’m Jongdae,” Jongdae introduced himself, “Why haven’t we seen you around before? I guarantee I would not forget a face like yours.”

“I’m a transfer student,” Baekhyun said. “All the girls were in love with me at my last school and all the guys were straight. It was the worst.”

Jongdae and Sehun laughed and Sehun slung his arm around Baekhyun’s shoulders.

“I don’t know about the girls, but I have yet to meet a straight guy around here besides me.”

Baekhyun raised an eyebrow.

“You’re straight?” “I was until you showed up,” Sehun said, attempting to wink at Baekhyun but failing miserably. Baekhyun just laughed and nodded.

“Well, tell me if I need to chill then, wouldn’t want you questioning your sexuality all of a sudden.” Sehun nodded and began to eat his lunch, glancing over at Chanyeol who was still very much entranced by his rice.

“Yeollie, you good?” “I’m fine.”

“Okay. By the way, I’ll be late coming home tonight, Baek’s taking me out for drinks. You should come too, Jongdae!”

Chanyeol furrowed his brow. Drinks? Wasn’t that something you did with your good friends? Not people you just met? This Baekhyun guy was really rubbing him the wrong way. Lunch ended and the group went their separate ways. Chanyeol had trouble focusing the rest of the day. All he could think about was Baekhyun. Who was this guy to step into his life so suddenly and take his best friend? What was he planning? Chanyeol was sure he was up to no good. He sighed and headed back to his and Sehun’s apartment. Raiding the fridge, he pulled out some leftover ramen and a bottle of soju and sat in front of the TV, trying to find a good drama to watch. He turned on Descendants of the Sun, even though he had already seen it a million times and popped open the bottle of soju. He had gotten through three episodes before the door swung open, Baekhyun carrying in a drunk Sehun.

“He had a bit much,” Baekhyun said with a chuckle, gently pushing Sehun away as the younger man tried to plant kisses on his cheeks.

“I LOVE you Baekhyunnieeeeeee,” Sehun slurred, clinging onto Baekhyun’s arm.

“Yeah, yeah I love you too you big goofball,” Baekhyun chuckled. “Where’s his room?”

Chanyeol was just staring at the two. He had seen Sehun drunk before, but he wasn’t usually this… touchy.

“His room…?” Baekhyun prompted.

“It’s the one on the right,” Chanyeol mumbled.

Baekhyun helped Sehun to the room and tucked him into his bed. Chanyeol frowned as he heard Sehun trying to get Baekhyun to stay. The kid was really, seriously drunk. Baekhyun came out a few minutes later.

“He finally fell asleep,” Baekhyun said with a soft chuckle. “He’s a bit of a mess, eh? And he claims he’s straight…” Baekhyun laughed again. “I’m gonna head out. Bye, Yeollie!”

Chanyeol was going to say something about not calling him “Yeollie” but Baekhyun was already gone. He peeked into Sehun’s room and saw that the boy was sleeping soundly, wrapped around a pillow which Chanyeol figured was probably a clever Indiana Jones-style replacement by Baekhyun for himself. Stupid Baekhyun. He thought. Baekhyun had only been in his life for one day but he was already ruining it! Chanyeol sighed and quietly shut Sehun’s door, plopping into his own bed and drifting off.

The next day, neither Sehun nor Chanyeol had morning classes, so Chanyeol elected to help

Sehun through his hangover. He ran to the drug store in the morning to get hangover medication, but was surprised to find Sehun already drinking some when he got back.

“Where’d you get that?”

“Baekhyun brought it!”

Of course he did.

“Oh. Well. If you need extra I’ll put this in the fridge.”

Sehun nodded and curled up into a ball on the couch. Chanyeol tsked and brought him some water.

“Drink.”

“But hyung…”

“Drink it, Sehun. You need it.”

Sehun frowned, but took the water and began to sip it. Chanyeol smiled softly and ruffled his hair. Sehun was like a little brother to him. He had practically raised the kid through high school. It hurt that now he wasn’t the most important or cool person in Sehun’s life. He sighed to himself and plopped down next to Sehun on the couch.

“Meet anybody fun at the bar?” he asked.

“It, uh,” Sehun mumbled. “Baek didn’t tell me, but it was definitely a gay bar. The, uh, the dancers were really good though. Especially this one guy. His stage name was Kai.”

“Wait, was it the Exodus Bar?” Chanyeol asked.

Sehun nodded.

“That’s Jongin! He’s in my dance class. He is really good.”

Sehun nodded again and Chanyeol noticed a slight flush spread against his cheeks.

“Yeol--”

“Hm?” “Kai-- or Jongin, or whatever-- my heart… flutters? When I look at him. Why does my heart flutter like that when I look at a man?”

Chanyeol wasn’t entirely sure how to respond. He had known Sehun was gay for quite a while, he was just waiting for Sehun to figure that out for himself.

“Maybe you like him,” Chanyeol suggested. “He’s definitely hot. And crazy talented.”

Sehun quickly shook his head.

“No, no way. He’s just cool. I think I just want to be like him. Yeah. That’s it.”

Chanyeol nodded and patted Sehun’s shoulder. Someday Sehun would be honest with himself, but maybe not today.

Soon it was time for the pair to go their separate ways and head to their classes. Chanyeol had Dance and was surprised to see Baekhyun in the studio chatting with Jongin.

“I really should have transferred sooner,” Baekhyun was saying, arm entwined with Jongin’s. “Clearly all the hotties go here and I was really missing out.”

Jongin chuckled.

“Well you’ll have to take that up with my boyfriend,” he replied, causing Baekhyun to pout.

“What? You can’t be taken! You’re not allowed to dance like that and then tell me you’re unavailable.”

Jongin laughed again and shook his head.

“Sorry, but it’s just a job. The kid you brought with you was pretty cute, though.”

Chanyeol made his way over to the pair.

“Ah, Yeollie!” Baek said, unlacing his arm from Jongin’s and going to lean on Chanyeol instead. “How’s Sehunnie?” “He’s fine,” Chanyeol mumbled, attempting to subtly push Baekhyun off of him. “You didn’t have to bring him medicine. I’m his best friend. I can do that.”

Baekhyun frowned.

“Well I’m the one who took him out and got him drunk,” he said matter-of-factly. “What is he, your boyfriend? Can’t I take care of him too?” Chanyeol shook Baekhyun off and took a few steps away.

“You only just met him!” He said, voice growing louder by the second. “Why did you have to come into my life and take my best friend?” Baekhyun looked stunned and prepared to say something, but Chanyeol had already stormed off.

“Is he usually like this?” Baekhyun asked Jongin. Jongin shook his head.

“No, not at all. He’s the softest teddy bear most of the time. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him attempt to get mad at someone.”

Baekhyun tilted his head and nodded. He had to admit, he was fascinated by Chanyeol. Not only was he one of the most handsome men he had ever seen, he also wore his heart on his sleeve and was comfortable in his emotionality. His cute vulnerability made Baekhyun even more attracted to him. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to protect Chanyeol or ruin him. Maybe a little bit of both. Chanyeol was eventually forced to return so he wouldn’t miss the start of class but he made an effort to stay as far away from Baekhyun as possible, sticking himself on the opposite side of the room. He tried to focus on himself and his own technique, but he often found his gaze drifting in the mirror over to Baekhyun. He clearly had taken dance classes before and he moved with this graceful, sensual energy that Chanyeol was absolutely entranced by. The class was over too soon and Chanyeol headed out, trying to get Baekhyun’s lithe form out of his head. The rest of his classes for the day were boring and Chanyeol felt like he had spent hours in each one of them. When he finally dragged himself back to the apartment he was pleased to see Sehun waiting with a pot of ramen.

“Hungry, hyung?” Chanyeol groaned and nodded, pretending to crawl towards the food on the table like a man who had been starved for weeks. Sehun laughed and Chanyeol smiled, halting his act and walking normally the rest of the way. The pair ate quietly for the most part until Sehun spoke up. “Chanyeol-hyung, just so you know, Baekhyun is coming over for movie night tomorrow.”

Chanyeol frowned.

“Movie night is our sacred roommate night.” “Well Baekhyun hasn’t made a ton of friends yet and I thought it would be nice if we invited him… He already said yes and he sounded really excited…”

Chanyeol buried his face in his arms and nodded.

“Fine.”

Sehun went off to his room to do some homework and Chanyeol was left to contemplate his nearing nightmare. Baekhyun and Sehun would probably chat throughout the whole movie making it hard to pay attention. They’d probably cuddle and leave Chanyeol all alone at the end of the couch even if the movie was scary. Movie nights were a sacred tradition and apparently Baekhyun was out to ruin all of those. He eventually went to bed and slept fitfully, dreaming a lot throughout the night.

Classes passed by far too quickly the next day, speeding Chanyeol towards his imminent doom. He tried to find excuses to stay late in his last class, offering to clean the desks or organize the professor’s books to no avail. Eventually, he was forced to go home. He entered the apartment to find Baekhyun and Sehun cuddled on the couch, flipping through Netflix.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he grumbled.

“You could always just join us,” Baekhyun said with a smile, pretending to plant kisses all over Sehun’s face. Chanyeol shook his head and flushed slightly at Baekhyun’s deeper implications.

“We thought we could watch The Shining,” Baekhyun said, gesturing at the TV where the movie was queued.

“I don’t really like scary movies,” Chanyeol replied. “Let’s watch something else.”

“But it’ll be fun,” Baekhyun whined, standing up and walking over to Chanyeol so that he could properly make puppy dog eyes at him.

Chanyeol shook his head.

“I’m not watching it.”

“Scared? I’ll protect you.” “I don’t need your protection.” “You sure? You seem awfully flustered all the time.” Chanyeol was caught off guard and stuttered out a response. Baekhyun just chuckled.

“We’re not watching The Shining,” Chanyeol said after he had gathered himself.

“Why not?” “Because we’re just not, okay! You don’t get to make the decisions, you aren’t even supposed to be here!”

Sehun sat back watching the two argue and munching on the popcorn he had made for them to share. The two boys continued insulting each other and raising their voices.

“You don’t live here! Stop showing up!” “I have as much of a right to see my friend as you do!”

“If we watch your dumb movie, will you at least leave sooner?”

Baekhyun was about to say something, but stopped and just chuckled.

“What? Will you?!”

“You so want to kiss me right now, don’t you.”

Chanyeol was shocked.

“Wh-what? No, what?? Why would I want to do that! We’re talking about movies! And how you’re stealing my best friend!”

“So you’re saying you wouldn’t be open to it?”

Chanyeol fumbled for words and took a step back, trying to think of something to say. He didn’t want to kiss Baekhyun. He didn’t. But then, why was his heart pounding so loudly? He was scared, that was it. He was just really scared.

“Either get a room or come watch the movie,” Sehun said, breaking up the tension.

“Up to you, Yeollie,” Baekhyun said to Chanyeol with a wink.

Chanyeol shook his head quickly.

“We’re watching the movie. And I don’t want to kiss you!”

The chaos from Baekhyun’s comment allowed Sehun and Baekhyun to get their way and the trio started to watch The Shining. Chanyeol sat through the first bit of the movie, but his mind was still full of what Baekhyun had said and the movie was getting pretty scary. He eventually excused himself and went to his room, throwing himself on his bed. What was he supposed to do? He buried his face in his pillow and groaned loudly. Baekhyun was the enemy! He was stealing Chanyeol’s best friend! He was-- attractive. Really attractive. And Chanyeol wanted Baekhyun to cuddle with him, to hang off of his arm. Chaneyol sighed and hugged a pillow against his chest, squeezing his eyes shut. He had totally ruined everything. Suddenly, he felt the bed dip beside him.

“Hey,” Baekhyun said softly.

“Um, hi,” Chanyeol mumbled. He sat up and pulled his knees into his chest - a difficult feat with his very long legs.

“I wanted to say sorry.” “For what?” “For everything. The flirting and the saying you wanted to kiss me and all that. I should have cut it out when I realized you were uncomfortable.”

Chanyeol shrugged and played with the hem of his shirt.

“You weren’t entirely wrong… I do want to kiss you.”

“Oh?” “Yeah…” “I’d like to kiss you too, Chanyeol. If that’s okay.”

Chanyeol swallowed hard and nodded slowly.

“Yeah, that’s okay,” he mumbled.

“We don’t have to,” Baekhyun said softly. He tentatively reached towards Chanyeol and placed his hand on the younger man’s shoulder when he didn’t back away.

“I want to, it’s just-- I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

“Well lucky for you I am very experienced. We can turn you into an expert in no time.”

Chanyeol blushed and nodded, leaning his head against Baekhyun’s hand on his shoulder.

“Then… can you teach me?”

Baekhyun nodded and smiled softly. It was different from his usual smirks, more gentle and sweet. He was absolutely whipped for this boy. He placed a hand on Chanyeol’s cheek and leaned in to kiss him. He could feel Chanyeol’s nervousness through his lips and tried to soothe him, running his thumb along Chanyeol’s cheekbone and keeping the kiss light and soft. He pulled away slowly, studying Chanyeol’s face. Chanyeol’s eyes were still shut, processing the moment that had just passed.

“That was nice,” he mumbled. He sounded almost disappointed, though.

“Was it? You don’t seem very happy.”

“I am! Really! It was just… nice. I thought kissing was more… exciting?” Baekhyun chuckled and couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to Chanyeol’s nose.

“You’re adorable, you know? And kissing can be more exciting. Do you want me to show you?” Chanyeol nodded and leaned his head towards Baekhyun, sticking his lips out and making Baekhyun laugh again. Baekhyun captured Chanyeol’s lips with his own and began a deeper and more fervent kiss. He placed one hand on Chanyeol’s waist and one on the back of his neck and pressed his body into Chanyeol’s. He poured his everything into the kiss. All the built up tension he had felt for the past few dazed, the deep and aching need he had for Chanyeol. He wanted to explore every inch of Chanyeol’s mouth, every inch of his body. Baekhyun pressed Chanyeol into the mattress and kissed him harder, tangling a hand in his hair. He didn’t want to stop, not even to breathe. He had to eventually, though, and he was glad he did because when he pulled back he got to see Chanyeol’s face. Flushed and breathing heavily, lips slightly parted, Chanyeol looked gorgeous.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Chanyeol mumbled, turning his face away. “Because you’re beautiful.” “I’m not.” “You are. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Chanyeol blushed and squirmed beneath Baekhyun, trying to bury his face in his pillow. Baekhyun laughed and rolled off him, laying beside him and wrapping an arm around his waist. Chanyeol snuggled against him, tucking his head under Baekhyun’s chin. He looked a little funny since he was so much longer than Baekhyun, but Baekhyun just found it adorable.

“Is this day one, then?” Chanyeol asked.

Kyungsoo fiddled with the flowers. He had gotten roses, but these were yellow so they were special! He hoped Ara thought so. He rang the doorbell and ran a hand through his hair, nervous. After what felt like an hour, Ara opened the door and Kyungsoo nearly dropped the flowers.

“Wow,” he said. “You look-- amazing. Not to say that you don’t all the time! This is just like, an improvement- not that you needed one--” he trailed off.

Ara was just as awkward, a blushing mess as she cut him off with a “thank you”. Kyungsoo handed her the flowers and she smiled, running back inside to put them in water before going on the date.

When Kyungsoo had asked her out, he had talked about taking her to the movies, or a cafe, but apparently confident Kyungsoo planned much more extravagant dates. They were headed to one of the nicest restaurants in town, Kyungsoo knew the owner and it was cleared out for the night. It would just be him and Ara.

It seemed like a great idea at first. Kyungsoo could stare into Ara’s beautiful eyes and at Ara’s beautiful lips constantly and not worry about judgemental stares from other tables. However, a silent restaurant quickly became awkward. The natural silence in the middle of conversations became deafening, and Kyungsoo started to panic.

He finally excused himself to the restroom to collect his thoughts. Come on, Kyungsoo, you’re madly in love. Don’t be an idiot. Just be nice, or something. That’s what you’re supposed to do, right?

He wasn’t sure how long he was in there for, but when he came back, Ara’s demeanour seemed to have shifted.

“You alright?” Kyungsoo asked.

Ara nodded.

“Yep, just tired.”

Kyungsoo ran a hand through his hair. He knew he had messed up, but he hadn’t thought it was this bad. His eyes lightened at his secret weapon, however.

“Come here,” he said, taking Ara’s hand and leading her outside the restaurant. “I want you to see something.”

Confused, Ara followed as Kyungsoo led her towards a beautiful park in the centre of town. He stopped by the long reflecting pool, currently lined with lit trees for Christmas.

“Look,” he said, urging Ara to look into the pool.

Ara leaned over and gasped at the beautiful sight. It was like another world. The reflections glinted softly in the night air, painting the world in a beautiful rainbow haze.

“Do you like it?” Kyungsoo asked.

Ara nodded.

“I think it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.”

Ara nodded again. “Yeah, the trees are really pretty.”

Kyungsoo shook his head. “I wasn’t talking about the trees. I was talking about you,” he said, turning to face Ara who was blushing again. Kyungsoo smiled. She’s so cute when she does that!

“Look, I’m sorry about the bad date, I didn’t think it would be so awkward--” he  began, “I just-- really like you and wanted to spend time with you and just you. Won’t be trying that again, not like that anyways...” He trailed off.

Ara flashed him a reassuring smile and he relaxed a little.

“I hope this makes up for it.”

He pulled Ara close and gazed into the depths of her eyes, leaning his forehead against hers. He was terrible at judging situations so he wasn’t sure whether or not it would be appropriate to kiss her now. He settled on a kiss on the nose and a tight hug, before escorting Ara back to the car and back home.

He waved goodbye as she walked into her apartment and Kyungsoo let himself do a little happy dance on the porch. FINALLYYYYYY!