🍯Romance, fluff, School trip AU
🍯Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Cicadas were welcoming the season of love with their singing as the snow-white curtains fluttered gracefully in front of the windows. The quiet sound of the ticking clock faded under the teacher's voice as she announced the groups for the next week's school trip. Between your orange fingertips was a pen spinning absentmindedly- not entirely paying attention to what Mrs.Kim was saying, your gaze was bought on the view outside and you found yourself staring and the white, fluffy clouds and how they formed into funny shapes. Closing your eyes, you could hear the faint noise of water flowing down a stream near your school. A summer trip huh? You had never put much meaning to these kinds of events, although you did have a few friends to spend the trip with- loud and crowded places had never been your favorite.
Would it be worth it to go? You wondered, well, it certainly wouldn't do any harm- but what was making you doubt was the fact that you had yet no real reason to go. You had longed for the summer break so that you could've dived into the world of another magical book, and eventually forget anything else about your own. Sitting by the slightly open window with the sun rays painting the pages and the soft breeze caressing your skin had always been one of the moments you cherished the most. To feel every word and emotion described in the novel, those were things that had given you life, energy and will to go on. Your life hadn't been an easy one and sometimes you just felt like you had to come away from it at least for a while. If there was another world where you could dream in, you had jumped into without any second thoughts. And that was why books were your salvation.
"Y/n, Sarah, Baekhyun, Jongdae, and Chanyeol are in group number 3." Your eyes suddenly snapped open at the familiar sound of your name being called, skimming with your gaze through the classroom you tried to find the people that Mrs.Kim had just assigned you with. Jongdae, Sehun, and Chanyeol were pretty easy to spot, these guys were the loudest and the overly friendliest in the whole class, not that it was necessarily a bad thing- in fact even though they weren't your cup of tea, you found yourself not getting annoyed at them as much as you used to one time. Perhaps it was the way they didn't get ahead of themselves for being popular, or maybe it was because they had many times mustered kindness to you. Probably both.
Searching further, your gaze landed on the girl at the desk next to yours- ah, she was the kind of girl who'd rock any type of outfit, even the school's dull uniform looked nice on her. Her hair was a golden shade of blonde as it gracefully curled inwards by her shoulders, it didn't seem like she had been paying any attention to the teacher either; with her gaze fixed on her perfectly healthy and manicured hand, searching for any imperfections on her nails. A beautiful and satisfied smile made it's way on her face when she decided that her nails were indeed as perfect as they could be. Sighing for yourself you directed your gaze back on the teacher, this was going to be an interesting trip.
A frown creased between your brows when you recalled the third name that your teacher had called out- feeling quite unfamiliar with it. Maybe it was because you were such a loner that you sometimes forgot about newcomers and such- but Baek... Baek what was it again? Ah, Byun Baekhyun, when you gave it thought you knew that this hadn't actually been the first time hearing it. In fact, as soon as you remembered it, your gaze automatically detached from the beautiful view of a celeste summer sky and started skimming through the classmates to acknowledge the appearance of this fairly new student. A certain platin blonde head only a few seats away caught your eyes' attention. His brown almond eyes were garnished with long and delicate eyelashes barely kissing his orangy cheeks. His hand was pressed against his cheek as he leaned into it. It wasn't in you to stare at people, but this person, he was so beautiful. His skin was light and velvety, for that matter, you'd never thought you'd ever find yourself admiring someone's hands- but Baekhyun's just had something so astonishing to them, with long and elegant fingers, not even the beauty mark placed perfectly on the corner of his thumbnail went unnoticed.
Without even noticing you had fallen in a complete trans, studying his every detail as if he was the most exciting page of your favorite book, not missing a single detail. However, he must have felt your gaze because his eye suddenly met yours- nearly giving you a heart attack. You gave a tragic attempt of looking down on your desk and started scribbling on a nonexistent paper sheet, probably even more ridiculous. The blood rushed to your face and you scowled to yourself, covering the redness of your face by pressing your palms against your cheeks.
The sun's rays shining felt scorching hot against your bare arms, autobuses stood in lines and big crowds of students were waiting outside of them. Loud chatters echoed through the whole parking lot and in the air was a stuffy scent of gasoline. With a loud sigh heaving from your lips, you asked yourself if you had made the right choice by coming here. Avoiding the uncomfortable sweat and warmth was such a tempting thought that you wondered what in the world had pushed you to come here. School trips had never been anything you'd prefer over anything, and yet, there you were in the queue for the bus under the burning hot sun, grumbling but yet not doing anything about it. It wasn't obligational so you had no reason to stay in that crowd. But a tiny little voice in the back of your head had been whispering that maybe you'd miss out on something great if you'd stay at home.
Fine, fine! Just stop. You angrily thought to yourself and crossed your arms over your chest, officially losing the inner war you were having with your own thoughts.
"Are you going to move or...?" Someone called after you and you realized that you had been standing still in the crowd although a lot of people had already started entering the busses, mumbling a quick apology you gathered yourself together and climbed the high stairs of the big vehicle.
Everyone in the bus seemed to have someone to sit and spend the hours-long ride with, while you didn't. It would have been natural for you to feel slightly alone and sad about it, however, there was no such emotion in you, because in your bag was one of your favorite novels of all times and the eager to read it was consuming you. Getting to sit alone only meant complete peace for you and your book, in that way you could dedicate every piece of you to the beautiful words printed on the pages.
With a content sigh, you let your back sink into the soft material of the bus seat, enjoying the rare fact that the school had bothered to hire nice and comfortable buses for once. Not a moment went to waste and you immediately started fumbling with your bag, reaching for the so longed book. You felt the excitement buzz within you when your fingers came in contact with the familiar material of the book's cover, feeling the patterns with your fingertips.
"Is that seat taken?" The soft voice came from above and the first thought that passed your head was the fact that it had been so low that you'd almost barely heard it. You weren't familiar with it, in fact, you couldn't say you had ever heard it before. Lifting your gaze, your eyes met with two chocolate brown orbs, two dark oceans that you had indeed looked into before. The blonde boy was wearing no expression as his hands held the straps of his backpack in place by his chest. You couldn't help but slide your eyes down his body, taking notice to his extremely cute outfit- blue shorts and a white shirt in which it's collar weaved into the pattern of a sailor's uniform.
Without making him wait for too long you shook your head, signaling him to take the seat, so he did. You didn't know why the fact that he was sitting next to you made you feel a tad bit more self-conscious, so, as discreetly as possible you pulled the book out of your backpack and scooted closer to the window, feeling the need of being as far away from as possible. His scent reached your senses and the fact it smelled so good and that it was unavoidable for you to not smell it bothered you to no end. A crisp kind of scent that had a refreshing effect on your lungs, like newly washed soap, fresh and delicate.
So unpleasantly pleasant.
It didn't take long before you shrugged it off and opened the book with eager, ready to take part in another world where you could lose yourself entirely without any worries. Your eyes met the first line of words and that was the very moment when you transitioned into the pages, living each and every sentence. You had managed to block out any sound of chatter that stayed in the background, however, there was one voice that you hadn't expected to even speak up and so the moment the boy next to you parted his lips, the magic of the book suddenly ended.
"That's a famous novel isn't it?" His voice came like a soft caress against your ears, you felt and odd throb squeeze on your heart as you didn't feel any annoyment by the fact that he had interrupted you from your religious reading like you usually would. Instead, an unfamiliar excitement bubbled in your chest as you faced him with big, enthusiastic eyes, holding the precious book to your chest.
"Yes! It's John Green's sixth novel, so awesome! Do you perhaps like any of his works?" You had no idea where the sudden sociality was coming from- but anytime anyone recognized John Green's works, this one, in particular, it never failed to wake sudden happiness and eagerness to talk about it within you. You weren't a very talkative person, but when it came to the things you loved, you felt like you could speak about them for hours and still find new things to say about them.
Baekhyun flinched slightly back at your cheerful reaction, having not seen that coming. He found it amazing how your eyes had in a matter of seconds gone from uncertain to glittering with affection and excitement towards the topic of a book.
Pretty...He thought but immediately shooed it away.
You were hopefully waiting for his answer, feeling like you had finally found someone who shared your interests, nevertheless, you were only disappointed when he awkwardly cleared his throat and leaned against his seat, looking away from you again.
"Not really," He mumbled against his palm, back to the low and unhearable voice. Looking at you from the corner of his eyes, he could see how the shine in your eyes slowly died down and he couldn't help but feel bad about that.
Your teeth dug deep into your lip as you detached the book from your chest and placed it back in your lap, running a soft hand over it. Had you been too excited? Had you scared him off? Squeezing your eyelids together you tried to forget the past minutes, feeling embarrassed and upset about the way you gave out yourself like that again, just because of a simple comment of a person. This hadn't been the first time you had gotten overly excited over something of the kind, and every time you regretted it.
While you were feeling remorseful in your seat, you didn't notice the flustered apple red that painted the blonde boy's cheeks.
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Frustratedly enough, the past happenings decided to haunt you even when you were supposed to sleep. With your forearm resting on your forehead, you stared up at the barely visible ceiling, regretting your actions, having an inner war with yourself on whether you had been too rash or if you should just stop questioning everything you did. It didn't always have to be you, the weird one, right? Right, why couldn't that Baekhyun guy be weird as well, in the end, he had been the one showing interest and then suddenly ending the conversation so abruptly. You were glad that it was currently night and dark in the room because you had a tendency of making odd expressions and gestures with your hands when you were trying to conclude something in your head.
The warmth of the summer was almost unbearable and you wondered if you were ever going to fall asleep while you were so conscious of the fact that your skin was damp and sweaty, making you uncomfortable.
With a sigh, you couldn't help but think that it would've been really ideal to read one of your favorite books so that you could focus on something that wasn't the weird things that you found yourself experiencing, or maybe that shoujo manga that your friend had pestered you about- no, no that would only fill your head with weird thoughts and expectations. Yeah, you could never go wrong with a book, but you were sure that your roommates wouldn't appreciate it at such an hour, so you contented yourself with recalling your favorite scenes inside your imagination.
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Half past eight in the morning and the camping's lodges were already empty, the whole park filled with students chattering while waiting in line for the necessary equipment of today's events. While you were struggling to keep your eyes from closing Chanyeol was the one standing in line, since he had given himself the role as the team leader and had with motivation offered himself to take any responsibility. You found it funny how nobody had objected. Jongdae seemed to be bonding with the beautiful Sarah and Baekhyun was standing with them without really saying anything. Even today was an incredulously hot day and you mentally cursed yourself for not bringing a fan because the amount of fresh air that your sole hand was creating through the waves was pathetic.
"Today we fish!" Chanyeol exclaimed once he came back with a rather big bag hanging down his shoulder, not just his lips were into a wide smile but also his eyes were two glittering crescent moons and the way he was barely holding his excitement made a soft smile twitch on your lips. The boy was so tall you could never lose him even in a big crowd and his habit of dyeing his hair into unusual colors made him stick out even more. But you didn't mind him, he was one of the popular kids and he didn't boast about it, hence, sometimes you wondered if he even was aware of it himself. You liked to observe people and every time you found yourself looking at Chanyeol he wouldn't seem to be aware of the admiring gazes directed at him and just continued being in his colorful world spreading smiles.
"Fishing?" you repeated, Chanyeol sensed the hidden question and nodded enthusiastically, a smile never leaving his lips. "Yep, for today's dinner, at the campfire," he explained and now that he said it you found it rather smart of the teachers to plan it this way. You nodded back with a weak smile and didn't say more, the boy moved on to rest of the group and announced the same things he'd just told you. As soon as Chanyeol said the word fishing you could see a grimace flash for the shortest second on Sarahs face as she lowered her gaze to her hands and you figured out she must have been worried of her manicured fingers and nails, however, it was, she didn't voice her complaints and you found yourself liking that trait of hers, yet another nice person in this group. You had been in her same class multiple times and from what you saw she had always been someone who cared about her appearance and health, but not in an attention seeking way. She knew that she was beautiful and didn't need to say it herself for people to notice. It was her confidence, that made her even finer.
Jongdae seemed rather surprised by the choice of events but didn't complain, you had always seen him as the very positive person of the class, not to mention overly cheerful. He eyed Chanyeols bag with some sort of approved and nodded. "never heard that one before but ik sure it can be great fun." He thought out loud, "Do you want some help with that though?" Jongdae asked, arms already extended and ready to help but Chanyeol immediately waved it away.
"it's okay bro, we can switch later, thanks though." You were glad you had been put in a group of people who had a great relationship with each other and that had no problems with bonding with others who they didn't know. Even though you weren't a social butterfly, you found yourself appreciating people who made the situation comfortable for everyone. Your eyes pulled to the Blonde boy standing next to Jongdae and surprised yourself with the first thought flashing through your head was that he looked really good in that plain white tee and jeans shorts. It was such a simple outfit and yet it looked so much more on him and that was somehow something very interesting for you, you found yourself trying to find the right words to describe his slant and slim frame. Eyes squinted into a concentrated expression, you didn't realize the way you were very much staring at Baekhyun until his eyes suddenly met yours and you looked away at the velocity of light, heart shook in your chest at the sudden happening. You loved reading and now you had the habit to observe people just to describe them in your own writing inside of your head, but why was it you it was so hard to put this boy into words? Perhaps because of the way his gaze gave away nothing, perhaps because he wouldn't let you see anything unless you knew him. Some people were like open books, some were like diaries with a lock. For some reason, you couldn't let go if that thought.
Every group was assigned with a certain fishing area so that the big amount of people wouldn't scare the fishes away, and so, your group started moving towards its destination. You believed it wasn't far, at least that was what Jongdae had stated after taking a look on the map that had come with the equipment. Chanyeol and Jongdae were absorbed into a conversation and Sarah contributed every now and then while you and Baekhyun walked behind in silence. You felt the urge to start a conversation but the thought only brought you back to the moment he had spoken to you in the bus and the embarrassment held you back. Looking at him from the corner of your eye, his hands were in his pockets as his eyes were watching his own feet move, he looked deep in thought so you used it as an excuse to convince yourself not to talk to him.
The walk was about half an hour which in your opinion wasn't that long at all, since there were trees on the way, the sun hadn't been as unbearable as it had been in the park this morning. At least now you had a soft breeze soothing on your damp skin. The closer you got the more you could feel the salty scent of the sea not too far away, the sound of its waves crashing against the sand was faint but still enough to get into you into that peaceful mood.
When you had arrived at the fishing area Chanyeol started right away with giving out to everyone a fishing rod. You eye it skeptically, trying to figure out how it was supposed to be prepped. You had the fishline but you had no idea where to start wrapping it. You had stood there cluelessly for maybe five minutes without really doing anything, trying to sneak a look on the other guys to see how they were doing it but no matter how intently you watched you couldn't just figure it out. It seemed so easy, the fact made you too shy and hesitant to ask in person. That was until the fishing rod suddenly disappeared from your grip and was replaced by a ready one, bewildered you looked up at the person before you with wide and startled eyes.
You were surprised to find Baekhyun standing in front of you, casually threading the fishline through the rings as if it was something he did every day. The soft breeze scattered his platinum bangs ever so slightly but he still managed to look perfect.
"Thank.. Thank you," You murmured hesitantly and he just nodded.
"Do you know how to use it?" Baekhyun questioned, finally detaching his eyes from the rod and locking them with yours, watching you with a sort of intensity that made you feel self-conscious, your first instinct was to look away and shake your head instead of voicing your answer.
"Then I shall teach you," You were confused, so was Baekhyun quite and reserved or bold and confident? How could someone give out such different vibes at the same time? For some reason this new confusion also made a certain interest for him grow within you and oddly enough you did nothing to stop it. You didn't feel like ignoring this feeling and avoid it, you didn't know why. But something deep within you said that maybe even a life like yours could turn into a wonderful story written by your favorite authors, though, you had no idea why that thought came at that moment nor why you related it to Baekhyun.
You followed his movements and successfully through the line into the water, not as far as he had done but you still saw him giving you an approving nod from the corner of your eye.
"Books, I really like them." The silence broke with Baekhyun's soft murmur and for a moment you had to process the fact that he had just talked.
"Huh? But you-" First he tells you he doesn't have an interest in books and now he does? Was that how Baekhyun was? Indecisive? Or maybe confused. You frowned at him and really wondered what went through his head when his cheeks turned a shade redder. The boy cleared his throat and avoided your gaze.
"I actually really like books, especially John Green." When the familiar name rolled off his tongue you felt how your heart swelled with excitement and you bit your lips to keep yourself from reacting like the last time he had said something of the sort. "John Green's 6th novel is my favorite too." He continued and at this point, you started to think that maybe you were hearing things wrong because could these words really come out of his mouth? From the same boy was had denied it just a day ago? Despite your bubbling excitement, confusion took over your face and when Baekhyun stole a look he gave you an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry I said the opposite yesterday, I lied."
"But why?" The question was fast from you and you surprised yourself.
"I guess I felt a little overwhelmed, I've never met someone so enthusiastic about books, I thought I was the only bookworm in our class," Baekhyun explained, his voice was calm and it was in perfect combination with the soft sounds of the water hitting the shore, you decided that you liked it, in fact, you found yourself wishing he'd talk more just so that you could try to get used to his voice.
"You know, many people read books," You stated with a barely noticeable glint of mock in your voice, just to try to hide the embarrassment, you had actually overwhelmed him with your enthusiasm. You gave yourself a mental slap.
Chill Y/n, you need to chill.
"Well yes, I know, I just tend to forget about it."
"How though?" You asked, directing your gaze back to the where you had thrown the fishline, wondering if there would be any fish in this area, to begin with.
Baekhyun twisted the fishing reel a few times so that he could throw the line again. "Because I don't surround myself with many people, so in the end, it tends to be only me and myself." His words left you slightly stunned but you nodded with understatement because you could genuinely relate to that.
"Yeah, I see where you're coming from." you agreed, feeling suddenly a wave of braveness buzz through your body because the next words that left your lips weren't anything like you'd ever say to someone you had just started talking to. Was this what they meant in books? When it felt like you'd known a person your whole life while it's the complete opposite?
"Well we both like books and John Green, so it doesn't really need to be you and yourself anymore," Was that too bold? Was that going to scare him away a second time? Because in all honesty, these were things that his presence was making you say these things, because you felt a pull towards him and it was a totally new thing to you, you didn't know what it was nor what to call it, but you felt that if you wouldn't become close with this person under this trip, it might be too late later.
"That'd be nic-" You didn't hear Baekhyun's answer because the next thing you felt was a sudden strong pull at your fishing rod that sent you flying into the sea. A splash resounded into the air and an inhuman noise left your throat when you didn't feel the ground under your feet anymore. Ice cold water embraced your body, covering it with immediate shivers as you felt your own brain freeze. Eyes wide and too shocked to realize what had just happened, but your daze was soon shattered by the loud laugh echoing through the trees and surroundings. Your eyes shot to Baekhyun who was currently bending over his stomach, happy laughter bubbling from his throat and glistening tears crystallized into his eyelashes. Suddenly, the cold water didn't matter anymore. Did you say his voice was beautiful? Because his laugh was so and even more, you found yourself wishing to capture this moment so that you could replay it how many times you wanted.
"You look hilarious!" He said before he got into another fit of laughter, annoyed you fixed the wet hair from your face and scowled at him while getting up to your feet, not forgetting to bring the fishing rod with you.
"Thanks, that's not funny." You weren't really angry at him, but he didn't need to know that as long as you'd get to hear his laugh a while more.
Baekhyun was still giggling to himself as he for a moment placed his rod on the ground and went to grab a towel from Chanyeol's bag. Cold air hit you unbearably when you stepped out of the water, barely keeping your balance on the slippery stones but Baekhyun steadied you by grabbing your arm before you could fall into the water again, "Easy there," He said, eventually throwing the towel around your shoulders. His hands were still holding the ends of the towel but you didn't want to question the motive, the irrational part of you could have him standing like that for hours and you'd still appreciate it.
His eyes were roaming your miserable state, taking in your wet hair and damp skin. "You'll get a cold, what do we do?" he lamented with genuine worry and you liked it, liked the way it made you feel, even if it was so out of your character, but you couldn't help but let it happen. The more time you spent with him, you felt yourself become a more open person. However, only when around him.
"We certainly shouldn't laugh about it." You grumbled and his lips twitched into such an adorable smile that you felt your heart squeeze at the view.
"Don't remind me of your majestic fall then," It seemed that behind that wall of his, Baekhyun could be a pretty cheerful person, not to mention his love for teasing, you would've never guessed. You could only think that maybe your fall into water wouldn't have been such a bad thing after all. But despite his cheery side, he could also be very calm and peaceful and you found yourself loving that part of him. That part of him that made his voice sound so delicate and smooth, with slow and well-articulated words leaving his pink lips, after just a few hours of fishing with him, you finally found the right word to describe him. Honey, he was like honey, just like there were so many types of kinds of honey, there were many sides of him, and what all of them share is the sweetness. He was just sweet.
You had never thought about putting your own self into words, but after a few deep thoughts, you realized something. That your heart was indeed very ambitious.
Because you barely knew this boy, and your heart had already started dedicating its beats to him, and for some reason, you didn't feel like stopping that from happening. He was a flower, and you the bee being pulled to it.
By four in the afternoon, groups of students were already starting to head back to the camp, some had entire bucks filled with fish and you couldn't help but feel bad about the three fishes twitching in your group's buck, it was probably because you had fallen into the water that the rest of them had gone away. Chanyeol and Jongdae had been rather frustrated but they also forgot about it soon after returning to the camp. They had currently been asked to start the big campfire and that was when your group parted, well almost. Sarah went back to the lodges while Baekhyun stood by your side, wondering what to do himself.
The white towel was still wrapped around your shoulders and you pulled it tighter to create some extra warmth every now and then. You glanced at Baekhyun from under your lashes but looked immediately away when you saw that he had done the same. He cleared his throat but never got to say anything as one of the teachers' called for the two of you to come.
"Hey, you two! Don't stand there and come help!" She probably didn't realize it but you mentally thanked her for saving you from a possibly awkward situation. Without giving the boy another glance you headed with fast steps towards Mrs.Kim, Baekhyun followed close after. A list of multiple utensils was given to you, "Could you please get these at the storehouse and give it to today's cooking team?" Without objection, you nodded and started heading where she had told you, just like before, Baekhyun wordlessly followed you like a puppy, but you didn't mind it. His presence made you look forward to every few seconds, minutes and hours. Even if it was afternoon, the sun didn't show any signs of setting anytime soon, cicadas sang and you adored the orange color giving a golden glow to your surroundings. Summer, it was truly something beautiful. Summer that gave you warmth, summer that gave you flowers and smiles, summer that made you fall in love.
A small cloud of dust formed in the air when you pushed the old, wooden door to the storehouse open, which made you wonder just when had been the last time that someone had been in here. When you stepped in, it was brighter than you had imagined, there were smaller windows higher up on the walls who let in the warm shade of light, making it possible for you to even see the particles of dust flying around the air. Only your quiet breathing was hearable as none of you spoke up, eyes searching after the needed material. The floor creaked slightly under the pressure of your foot and a cringe twisted your lips, nonetheless, you continued forward to the big box placed on a table in the center of the room. More dust flew into the air when you lifted the lock and you could only feel bad about the cooking team, these things would use a good amount of cleaning.
"Will it really be okay to use these for the cooking?" Baekhyun hesitated once he saw the content of the box, eyeing it with reluctance, you couldn't relate more.
"I'm asking myself the same question. But there's nothing other than this, so they'll have to clean it really well." Baekhyun nodded understandingly and you started to pick up what you supposed was what the teacher had meant when she wrote it down on the note. Baekhyun chuckled at the way you were grabbing it solely with the tips of your index finger and thumb, to avoid as much dust as possible, the sound made your heart swell with a sweet feeling that you didn't dare to name yet.
Baekhyun's gaze eventually switched from the content in the box to you, you and your long eyelashes glistening under the orange color of the sun, you with the towel wrapped around your small frame, your delicate fingertips and its silly way to avoid dirt. You and your pretty, damp hair. He couldn't help himself when his hand reached out to grab twirl of your hair, running his pretty thumb over it. At the sudden action, you felt your chest squeeze and your head turned so that you could meet his gaze. He was holding your hair close to his face as he observed it for another second before locking eyes with you. You wondered if you were the only one that felt something explode within your chest, you wondered if he knew how unfair it was for him to look at you with that intense expression that made you feel like he knew every and each way that he was making you feel. The heat reached your cheeks and you wanted to somehow cover your face so that he wouldn't have to see you in such a vulnerable state but you couldn't just detach your eyes from his.
"Your hair is still damp, you'll catch a cold.." His voice was this time an ounce lower and his murmur was like a warm caress on your ears. Swallowing the lump in your throat you shook your head ever so slightly, "I couldn't possibly get sick under the summer season," You reasoned, surprised with the fact that you had formed a normal sentence without stuttering, in the end, you couldn't deny the fact that this boy had an effect on you and your behavior, this was one of the moments where he'd trigger the way your heart beats, the way you felt so small under his gaze.
"That's what everyone says before getting sick," He disagreed and dropped your hair, going for the towel around your shoulders, he lifted it and gently draped it over your head, his hands massaged your scalp as he ruffled slowly the towel in hope that it would dry your hair faster.
Baekhyun's movements started to get slower and slower until his hands started sliding down to the sides of your face, keeping them there and you found yourself looking back at him with a dazed expression on your face, not sure what to do with yourself.
It would have been really ironic if you actually caught a cold now that you were slowly admitting your feelings for him, wouldn't it?
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4 days had already passed so fast that you could barely believe it, you were glad that you had come, in the end, your instincts had been right. You had actually enjoyed the time with your team on this trip with the school and you found yourself smiling as you'd never done before, it was a whole other world that had never even thought existed and it was only fair to say that you wanted to take part of it more often. You had never expected yourself to loosen up so much and have fun without any worries. But you were sure it was only thanks to the people in your group exclusively, you didn't think it would've been the same if it hadn't been with like this. You liked to appreciate the way every member of your team clicked with each other just right and all in different ways. Slowly but surely, you were coming out of your shell and spreading your little wings wider and wider.
It was currently evening and the campfire was still on, some students were hanging around the park while your group sat by the fire with some other people and sang together as Chanyeol had brought with him his very precious guitar, he had incredible skills that you would have never guessed for. While Jongdae who sang for him had a voice that wasn't even in this world, it was angelic, to say the least, you hoped that someone had told him that because he deserved to be aware of it. Sarah hummed along with a serene smile dancing on her face while from Jongdae's lips came melodious words from a song known by everyone.
Baekhyun was on your other side, doing the same as everyone else, just a tad more discreetly, singing along rather quietly but you felt blessed to sit next to him because you could still hear the melody of his voice and you were sure that it was at last as angelic as Jongdae's if not even more. You looked at him from the corner of your eye, just to sneak a peek at his singing expressions, but he caught you and the smile he sent you broke your heart.
Baekhyun who shined like the sun, Baekhyun who was sweet like honey, Baekhyun who turned hours into minutes.
It was the last night at the camp and you should have expected your teammates to do something that was a bit against the rules, but you figured there were worse things to do, in fact, you felt and excited rush buzz through your veins when you entered the tent of another group. Plus, Baekhyun was there too so the part of you who struggled to feel comfortable was immediately soothed by his sole presence behind you.
Small candles were brightening up the tent, on the ground were sleeping bags laid across the ground, forming a floor on the grass. The group who had invited you had provided snack and games, just a few moments later you were all sat down with a pair of cards between your fingers, talking nonsense and throwing the cards into the small pile in the center of your ring.
You had lost count of times that your eyes had met with Baekhyun's during this one card game match, not to mention how you felt your heart attempt to come out of your chest every time.
Shy but meaningful glances, you found yourself wanting more of those.
You were just going to make your next move into the game when Sarah suddenly grabbed your arm and the whole tent froze, for a second you thought you heard everyone's breath hitch inside their throats as there was a familiar adult voice resounding through the park. Chanyeol's eyes were wide with horror as his lips said "Mrs.Kim" and everyone took that as a clue to start blowing the candles out and hide, they all moved out of their seats but you had no idea what was happening and much less where to go. The people hurriedly rushing back and forth in the tent, hushed whispers, for a moment everything started moving in slow motion before your eyes, the sudden confusion making it hard for you to get a hold of the situation.
A gasp left your lips when you were all of sudden pulled down under a blanket by someone and only then you realized that the whole tent had gone dead-quite, a sudden brightness flashed through the tent when the teacher passed by with their flashlights and you understood that you were hiding. Thanks to the light you were able to see your savior and you barely kept in the massive sigh of relief when you saw it was someone you knew, Baekhyun to be exact. Your heart started to calm down, but that didn't last long because suddenly you were very aware of every part of his body that was in contact with yours. Knees bumping and arm draped loosely over your waist. Even though there were layers of clothing keeping his knees and hands from making direct contact with you, your skin still felt like it caught fire. Only when his warm mint breath hit the side of your cheek you realized how close your faces were, his blonde hair was barely brushing against your forehead as he stared right into your eyes, not giving you the chance to escape the blooming of your overwhelming feelings.
Before you knew it, you had started tracing his every face trait with your gaze, barely keeping yourself from drawing the lined with your fingers. You noticed the absolute heart melting mole constellation extending on his cheek, the way his lips were parted in such a tempting way, the way he looked like came out of a fairytale, he was absolutely ethereal and it made you feel dizzy, out of breath. Lip caught in your teeth you tried to stay as quiet as possible, it was getting hard to breathe under the blankets with him.
You had been sure that nothing could make your heart tremble as much as when he had twirled a strand of your hair around his finger in the storehouse, but Baekhyun wasn't like your favorite book that you knew so well, he was an adventure you'd never taken part of and thus, his surprises never ended. Baekhyun's hand hovered above your cheek before slowly cupping it with his cold palm, sending fresh shivers through your flushed skin. As if he put you under a spell, the world stopped together with your breath hitching inside of your burning lungs, the only thing you heard was the bass of your heartbeat resounding in your eardrums and Baekhyun's soft breath caressing your chin.
The pad of Baekhyun's thumb stroke softly and featherlike its way from the apple of your cheek to the corner of your lips, stopping there, his eyes were still on yours, however, he soon lowered his gaze to your lips and the movement made something warm burst within your chest and you wondered if perhaps, this was what they meant in romance novels, when the fireworks lit up in one's heart, lightening everything up with its glistening colors, muting every other sound with its own. Bringing you to another world where it was only the two of you, a world that you didn't want to let go of.
His thumb then traced its way to your lower lip, delicately pulling it from your teeth. It was when he leaned closer to your lips with his own that you started questioning reality. Was this really happening to you? Did this boy really share your same feelings? This wasn't just a mere dream, was it? As if he sensed your doubts, Baekhyun's eyes were before you knew it locked with yours, you felt how his silky smooth fingers gently ran down your fisted hand, curling open your fingers so that he could thread his own through yours, making your body tremble at the lovely contact, another spark lit up within you and he gained another ounce of your trust.
From the moment his hand had touched with yours, your feelings had bloomed, they were now open flowers that grew with the three words that repeated inside your head. You became his flower.
A soft pressure appeared on your lips, the sole touch of his own spread a melting warmth through your body and you found yourself leaning into the tenderness of his kiss. His hold around your fingers tightened when you responded hesitantly to his kiss, soon entering a harmony. You could only remark that he tasted so sweet, his lips bearing the syrupy taste of honey. Quiet noises left your slippery lips when they locked with his. Although you wished for the moment to never end, your breath was running out and it was alarming you, so you parted. The two of you stared at each other without saying anything, there were no words needed, your actions had spoken for your feelings. Baekhyun startled you by placing his lips upon yours again without warning, but you soon melted into the second kiss.
Nothing mattered anymore, you felt like your feet had been lifted off the ground, the stars floated and you flew. It sounded like a dream, everything about this moment was so unreal, so dreamy. But the way your heartbeats melted together into one, it was definitely not a dream.
With your hands intertwined, with your feelings blooming for the first time like flowers in the spring, with your mutual feelings. You were him, he was you, you were one together.
Your world from yesterday was now different, changed by his joy.
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