#247sehun

Day 1 of living with a roommate. Wonpil used to share a room with his sister and sometimes friends, but never a stranger. Well, Sehun wasn’t really a stranger. They had attended Cheongnam, but they were both living completely different lives and never crossed paths from what he could remember. So technically, they were strangers to each other. Wonpil was expecting awkwardness when he saw the ad of the house, but he wasn’t expecting more than that.

He didn’t even want to go out to the living room. He wasn’t scared, I mean... he still did need to unpack his small travel bag and make his bed and... uh... there’s more, trust me, Wonpil had lots to do in his room. He likes to take his time, is all. He knelt down with his things and began to unpack. Not even 10 minutes later, he was already done. If he had more things than he really does, it would have lasted him 2 days at least. But his situation wasn’t good and all he really cared for was his instruments.

‘Time to face reality.’ He coaxed himself, taking a deep breath as if he were to jump of the largest cliff in the world. He opened the door of his room and walked out with his guitar, placing it next to his door in order to have it ready for later. Before anything, Wonpil walked to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.

The water hit all the right spots, but the sound of footsteps approaching him made the water go the wrong way, and he ended up coughing out the water. “Oh shit.” He said in between coughs. He placed the bottle down and began to use the paper towels to clean his mess up. “Sorry ‘bout that.” He mumbled, audible enough for the other to hear.

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@247sehun

he’s seen this boy before –– or well, he’s seen this boy a number of times and he’s not too sure if this is what would constitute as a fan or anything like that. at first jongdae hadn’t thought too much about it. if anything he’d just been pleased that it seemed as though somebody was genuinely enjoying his performances that he’d put up.

and he doesn’t usually do this because it’s not exactly his style. jongdae’s style is more of a –– walk home alone in solitude so i have time to think –– but the boy for some odd reason pulls him and he wants to know more about this kid (though he hardly looked like kid. he was tall –– very tall). but he approaches this boy anyway once he’s done with a performance, walks towards him and he’s slightly out of breath but still smiling.

{ ✉ – beautiful face } hey that’s not fair { ✉ – beautiful face } it’s one of my fav shirts too :((((( { ✉ – beautiful face } will you let me draw your face in exchange?????

kyungsoo thinks it’s a miracle how he managed to survive the abundance of project deadlines squeezed up into one day of the week. coffee probably played a huge part in it, especially given how one little sip could keep his heart racing for the next twelve hours while he didn’t get a wink of sleep just to finish everything within the assigned deadline. or maybe it’s the raise that is guaranteed to come to him if he could pull all of those exhibitions off. they both serve as a motivation to him anyway.

but it’s not about the projects anymore. the last one just ended a couple of minutes ago and he’s free from all responsibilities... at least for the next two or three hours because he have to write three reports after this. now kyungsoo just wants to breathe the fresh air of freedom outside instead of the air-conditioned one. he wants to taste real food after days of eating what came from the vending machine in their office, and he knows just the right person to ask out with him. 

“sehun-ah. there you are.” his lips stretches into a full smile upon encountering a certain male sitting on the receptionist desk. kyungsoo approaches the said desk, a hand placing itself on the slightly younger male’s shoulder. “wanna go have some lunch? it’s on me.”

@247sehun

his eyes shift down, looking at his cellphone as he twirls it back and forth in his hands with a blank expression. somehow baekhyun feels bored for some reason, he’s not even sure why, but his body is itching to do something, his mind coming up with all kind of things to do – maybe causing some trouble, there’s also this craving in the back of his head, just lowkey and hardly noticeable, baekhyun can’t even decipher it properly, so, he just pushes it away.

he gives in to another thought, another great idea and that’s playing  a little game; yes, playing around a little with a certain someone, who always manages to entertain him greatly.

the corners of his lips curl upwards into a smile, or more like a smirk, the blank look on his face finally disappearing as he stops twirling his phone around, thumb swiping over the screen to unlock it and he immediately scrolls through his contact list, stopping at a very familiar looking name.

oh sehun.

the naïve boy who probably can never say no to him, the boy that got caught in his sticky web of loving words without any meaning and empty promises.

and all of this never fails to amuse baekhyun.

(sms: hunnie) ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (sms: hunnie) sehun~ (sms: hunnie) are you free right now? (sms: hunnie) lets meet up somewhere and go out together (sms: hunnie) i want to treat you to lunch!

and the moment baekhyun sends the messages he knows that the other will say yes; he’s sure that sehun would leave everything he’s currently doing behind for the chance of a date with him, for being more than just a quick fuck for once.