short krisbaek for maimai<3
Wufan exasperatedly tried to hold back his another sigh threatened to slip off his lips. It’s just been five minutes since his tiny sassy cute boyfriend dropped by to his dorm and he’s about to commit sin. Not /that/ kind of sin his boyfriend would appreciate much, but rather, something akin to suicide or maybe killing something else. Claiming that it’s Saturday night which meant assignment-free night, no wonder Baekhyun –/the/ boyfriend, whined his best when Wufan denied him a date. He actually knew that everyone’s doomed if they dared to deny Baekhyun his wishes, and he’s not an exception, he grimaced inside at the thought. However, his micro economy professor would be more than happy to get his head off if he didn’t submit his essay by Monday, so.
The blasting sound of Spongebob Squarepants’ theme song from the TV across his room got his temples twitched. Running his yaoi hand through his newly-dyed hair, Wufan turned his study chair around just to see the other man curled himself on his single couch, bundled in Wufan’s ugly yet very warm blanket. His lips curved upside at the sight. But the smile fell down as a jolt of guilt hit him as he watched in silent that Baekhyun’s all pouty face while the latter blankly staring at the re-run of his favorite cartoon.
But the guilt was swept off as quickly as it came by the time Baekhyun turned his head and caught him staring. Although they’re distanced some meters apart, there’s no way Wufan would fail to notice the mischievous glint in Baekhyun’s eyes, the blatant smirk on his face was just another thing. When he was able to compose himself back a second too late, he swore his eyes caught ‘trouble’ signs flew off out of nowhere before his eyes. Pretending nothing happened, Wufan turned his chair back.
An amused chuckle could be heard through noisy sounds of cartoon playing on the TV; cue on Wufan to start getting panicked.
Out of habit, Wufan responded in a heartbeat, “Hm?” and he mentally kicked himself because he’s been telling himself to ignore Baekhyun since the latter showed off in front of his door, until he’s done with his annoying essay. By ignoring it meant he wouldn’t even give the slightest response to the smaller man. But trust Wufan to not responding to his beloved. He wailed inwardly before adjusting his nerdy rounded glasses and focusing back on whatever he’s been typing since forever.
He heard footsteps approaching him, still, he acted like he heard nothing.
To say he was startled was such understatement since he literally jumped on his seat as hot breaths ghosted his left ear. Then, boisterous melodic laughs plus seal-clapping sounds filled the room, beating down the sounds of unforgotten Spongebobs and friends on the background. Wufan managed to glare at Baekhyun, whom by that time pretending to wipe off his imaginary tears.
“Why are you so jumpy, eh?” Baekhyun coughed back his laugh as he rounded his arms around Wufan’s shoulders from behind. Wufan was about to protest, but the words easily escaped him when he felt Baekhyun nuzzling his face on his left shoulder. A smile cracked his face at the gesture. Wufan chuckled when his ears caught the other’s soft whimpers muffled by his shoulder. Reaching out his right hand, he ruffled Baekhyun’s fluffy locks with such affection as he proceeded to plant a soft kiss on it.
Looking up, Baekhyun whined then pouted, making Wufan lost himself and peppered soft kisses all over the smaller man’s face. “I’m boreeeeeeeed,” said Baekhyun in between Wufan’s kisses. Wufan gave the other a last kissed on Baekhyun’s nose before he answered, “Aren’t you watching TV?” amusement sparked his eyes.
Baekhyun nibbled his cheek, turning Wufan into soft giggling mess just because. “You know I’ve watched it billion times already!” the other retorted, lips lingering a little longer on Wufan’s cheek. “And this is Saturday’s night for crying out loud! It’s either sappy mushy greasy soapy drama or soccer match. You know I prefer to play your balls than watching twenty two-“ “twenty, since two goalkeepers do not really run chasing after the ball.” Wufan interrupted him with amused laugh but Baekhyun just shrugged it off, “twenty something whatsoever men chasing after one ball. Though I can’t say that I’m not appreciating hot men running all over the pitch~” Baekhyun grinned sneakily, whining when Wufan pinched his nose in annoyance. “You’d better remember that you already have the hottest man as yours.” With huff, Wufan untangled Baekhyun’s arms around his shoulders and brought the other to face him.
He then tapped his laps, welcoming Baekhyun to sit on him, in which Baekhyun didn’t bother to question it further and took his action instead. “I’m going to finish this essay as soon as I can. You okay here?” Wufan asked concerned as he let Baekhyun trying to find comfortable position on Wufan’s laps. It’s kind of hard task though considering he’s trapped in between Wufan and his desk, he also needed to make sure that Wufan would still be able to do his assignment with him blocking his way.
After wiggling for some seconds to find comforts; Baekhyun then settled by leaning his head into the crook of Wufan’s neck while hugging his middle. A content sigh escaped him as he snuggled closer. Almost by instant, Wufan wrapped his left arm around Baekhyun’s waist to steady him. He smiled when he heard Baekhyun starting to hum a song; Baekhyun’s favorite song from his favorite famous girl group, which supposed to be upbeat electric song yet however it turned out to be like a slow R&B, thanks to Bekhyun’s drowsy hums. Wufan didn’t mind it slightest bit though. Instead he found himself nodding along to the sounds that Baekhyun made; hand never stopped caressing Baekhyun’s side in affectionate way.
Wufan smiled triumphantly at the unexpected event. He was half expecting that Baekhyun would nag him or whine at him non-stop until Wufan gave in to whatever he wanted, just like he usually did. But having Baekhyun to be an obedient little puppy once in awhile would never hurt, alright. Especially not when a moment later he saw Baekhyun was sound asleep in his embrace; looking so peaceful and beautiful, Wufan thought for a second or two that it was an angel sleeping before him. His mind corrected him right away, that Baekhyun’s indeed his angel.
He tightened his hold on Baekhyun’s sleeping figure, planting a long loving kiss on the latter’s cheek. With a big stupid gummy smile adorning his face, he turned to his assignment again. Then suddenly, his self-proclaimed pain-in-the-ass essay seemed to be a lot easier with Baekhyun in his arms.
