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“Oh, it’s the pizza guy.” Baekhyun quickly gets off the couch and opens the door, revealing none other than the hot pizza delivery guy, Jongin. “Hey, Jongin. New hair?”
“Yeah, just trying out new stuff.” Jongin answers all smiley as he ruffles his own hair. “Does it look good?”
“Yeah, blue suits you.” Baekhyun replies with a smile and Jongin chuckles.
“Thanks. Your roommate’s here?” Jongin asks after he notices Chanyeol’s head popping out of the couch, sneaking glances at them. Baekhyun ushers him to go back to the movie as soon as he realizes Chanyeol is looking at them, making sure he isn’t missing any second of it so he can tell Baekhyun what he misses. Baekhyun replies with a nod and Jongin asks for him to pay before leaving with a wink.
After paying and bringing the pizza to the couch, Baekhyun notices Chanyeol has his arms crossed on his chest. “You were totally flirting with him.”
“What?” Baekhyun goes all confused, stopping midway from eating the hot pizza. “No, I wasn’t. It’s called basic social skills, Chanyeol.”
“I never talk like that to any delivery guys.” Chanyeol explains, sighing a little too loud.
“Oh, please. People do that all the time. It doesn’t mean anything.”
“Yeah?” Chanyeol asks, lifting one of his eyebrows. “Then it’s fine if I do it, too?”
Baekhyun hesitates. “O-of course, why wouldn’t it be?”
They go quiet after that, eyes fixated on the TV. It’s weirdly tense, maybe the way Baekhyun said it makes it that way. He seems bothered, for some reason. But still cute. Baekhyun is always cute. Chanyeol will never get tired looking at him.
Chanyeol is head over heels for the guy. It only took approximately 2 months for Chanyeol to realize he is in love with Baekhyun. He has always had a crush on Baekhyun, but ever since a year ago when Baekhyun was searching for a roommate and Chanyeol quickly volunteered for it despite already having his own apartment, he can’t help but grow more and more fond of the smaller guy with each passing day. Baekhyun is considerate, fun, has cute bed hair in the morning, and just perfect in Chanyeol’s eyes.
They cuddle a lot, do things couples do like going for an ice cream randomly and ice skate in their spare time. They watch TV, cook, and even put up the Christmas tree together. They’re basically a couple in everyone’s eyes. Doesn’t look like it in Chanyeol’s eyes though. He thinks Baekhyun just pities him because Chanyeol rarely has anyone over.
It’s a shame though that Baekhyun makes it clear to everyone on campus that he’s not interested in dating. Countless men have tried, but after a few sleepovers, they never work out. Baekhyun always pushes them away. Chanyeol doesn’t know how many more nights he has to listen to Baekhyun fucking guys and brutally breaking their hearts, but that’s Baekhyun. Chanyeol knows this, which is his main reason why he never has the courage to say anything about his secret admiration.
So, it’s no surprise that Baekhyun flirts even with some random delivery guy. A hot one, that is. Chanyeol thinks he’s hot, too. Jongin is totally Baekhyun’s type.
“Okay. Let me try then. I’m gonna order another.” Chanyeol takes Baekhyun’s phone from the smaller’s lap, unlocking it with ease. Baekhyun wants to stop him but Chanyeol is too fast and Baekhyun is too lazy.
Less than thirty minutes later, the doorbell rings, signaling that the second box of pizza is here. “Hey, Jongin.”
“Oh,” Jongin looks surprised at first when he sees Chanyeol instead of Baekhyun but quickly changes it with a smile. “It’s your second box already. Hungry much?”
“Very.” Chanyeol says suggestively, “the pizza is probably one of the best I’ve had.”
“Ah, you should say that to the chef. He does make the best pizza in town.” Jongin answers proudly.
“Of course. I’ll make sure to always order pizza from this place.” Chanyeol pauses, “as long as you’re the one delivering.”
Ten thousand won later and Jongin bids both Chanyeol and Baekhyun (who has his head secretly poking out of the couch like Chanyeol did the last time all this time) goodbye. As soon as Chanyeol has his butt back on the couch, Baekhyun gives him a light punch.
“What was that!” Baekhyun gives another light punch, which Chanyeol winces at. “ That was flirting.”
“I just did the way you did it.”
“Um, no. I asked about his new hair because that’s what you say when you haven’t met someone in a while, I did not ask him specifically to come over next time you order pizza. You were practically pre-booty calling him.” Baekhyun huffs and is the one crossing his arms now.
“Okay, fine, maybe that was a little too much.” Chanyeol admits, knowing well his competitive spirit gets over himself sometimes. “But it shouldn’t bother you, though, right?”
Baekhyun is a little taken aback with how he purses his lips. “O-of course not!” Chanyeol looks at Baekhyun and the smaller looks back. There’s a slight hint of jealousy, but Chanyeol shouldn’t flatter himself. “You know what?” Baekhyun says again and pouts, squinting his eyes. Chanyeol wants to bite those cheeks. “That was not fair. I’m going to order another one and then we can call it even.”
“Hey, no, you don’t have to do that.” Chanyeol seriously doesn’t want Baekhyun to flirt with Jongin. What if Jongin gives Baekhyun his number and they hit it off? Chanyeol knows Baekhyun isn’t into relationships, but what if Jongin might turn out to be that one exception? It’ll be good for Baekhyun, though. Chanyeol is happy when Baekhyun’s happy. But, what if Chanyeol is the exception? He never tried that, did he?
“Why not? It’s not like I’m not single. I can flirt with whoever I want.” Baekhyun looks mad now, and when he is about to order another pizza, Chanyeol quickly stops him.
“Please, no.” Chanyeol has his grip tight on Baekhyun’s hand, which the smaller freezes at. They both look at each other and something sparks in Baekhyun’s eyes. His cute cheeks are also starting to get pink. Is Baekhyun blushing? Chanyeol can’t really believe what he sees. Maybe he should get his eyes checked.
Their gazes are soon broken off by Baekhyun and Chanyeol blinks a few times to try and digest the blush on the smaller’s cheeks. “Fine.”
“Fine.” It goes silent for a while after that, filled with the brutal sounds from TV and probably Chanyeol’s crazy heartbeats.
“Ugh.” Baekhyun groans, throwing his head to the back out of the blue. “Tell me honestly why you stopped me from getting into Jongin’s pants.”
“What?”
“Yeah, tell me. There must be a reason. You’ve seen me with a lot of guys. I fucked a lot. Why stopped this one time? Do you like Jongin?” Baekhyun looks up at Chanyeol with a little hint of sadness and a lot of anger.
“No, what do you mean ‘like’? I only met him once!”
“Yeah, and you were flirting with him just fine, why can’t you do that to me?” Baekhyun quickly realizes what he just said and after a brief pause, he looks away blushing.
Wait, what? Chanyeol thinks he’s just hearing things, but the sound from the TV is so real that that isn’t probably the case. “Flirting? With you? What do you mean?“
“Nothing.” Baekhyun reasons, still looking elsewhere. “Just, you know, you did seem like you were interested in him. You’ve never… done that to me. Winks and blushes and pickup lines.”
“You mean you want me to treat you like I like you?” Baekhyun nods at the question.
“Baek, we’ve lived together for a year. We’ve had dates, we cuddled for God’s sake. I do like you.”
Baekhyun’s eyes widen, and Chanyeol's also do too. He just confessed. Stupid mouth. Why can’t it stay quiet like it usually does?
“Like… like?” Baekhyun raises his eyebrows, a bit of disbelief, happiness, and confusion mixed in his expression.
Chanyeol thinks of a thousand different lies. I like you like a bro, dude! or No, like a friend, of course haha. But all those lies might just make everything worse. He should be honest. He might get rejected though, pushed away or worse, kicked out. But it’s already out there and Baekhyun seems to be waiting to hear something that’s obviously not a lie. Chanyeol can’t bear thinking of lying about feelings. Especially to those longing brown orbs that Chanyeol wants to dive into…
“Chanyeol? Do you… like me like… you know?”
Chanyeol quickly snaps out of his thoughts. He’s made up his mind. The only way is to be honest. He can’t lie to Baekhyun.
“Yeah.” he clears his throat, “but you said you don’t want a relationship, Baek. So I held myself back. I don’t want to, you know, get hurt. As selfish as that sounds.”
The room feels lighter afterwards. Maybe because Baekhyun looks a little less tense now, and his courage to look at Chanyeol comes back. “No, it’s not.” and then they lock eyes again. “When you wanted to be my roommate that day, I was… I was so happy? Like, butterflies and shit. Then I got too comfortable and just… scared this will go away if it turns out you don’t like me back? So I kind of waited for the right moment, and said I didn’t want a relationship because I was waiting for the time you’re gonna be my relationship. So you’re not selfish, I’m just stupid.”
“Oh God.” Chanyeol almost cries. “That’s so fucking cute. And I’m stupid, too. So, it’s one to one.”
The sadness is totally gone, that’s what Chanyeol has noted. There’s only relief, and calmness. Baekhyun is smiling, and Chanyeol loves it when Baekhyun smiles. He looks soft and calm, like a feather falling from the sky. “You’re annoying.” Baekhyun says as he punches Chanyeol in the arm.
“So you’re saying you like me back, right? Just to be clear.”
Baekhyun rolls his eyes. “Yes, Chanyeol. Now stop asking and I don’t know, kiss me?” he mumbles the last part and shyly slides his hands on either side of Chanyeol’s face which the taller grins at.
“I was waiting for you to ask.” Chanyeol lands his hand on Baekhyun’s and leans in until their lips fall in the right place, just like a slice of pizza fitted right into its circle.