Genre: Chanyeol being a whole (cute) dumbass | Fluff
Word count: 1617
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Dear diary.
I’m still single and I’ve started to wonder if it’s because I’m too picky. I know I have some standards for a boyfriend, but they’re not unreasonable right?
Perfect boyfriend list:
- Makes me laugh
- A gentleman
- A little good morning and goodnight
- Flowers are always a plus
- Cooks every once in a while as well
- Always up for cuddles
- Watches my favourite movies with me even though he hates them (I’ll do the same of course)
- Random compliments are nice
- Won’t mind me borrowing his clothes
… Okay, maybe I am a little picky.
- - -
You groaned as your phone pinged with a new message, having forgotten to put it on silent the night before. Squinting through your sleep-heavy eyes you tried to make out what it said.
Good morning 😊
Frowning a little you looked up to see it was from Chanyeol. Weird, though the two of you would usually exchange odd memes here and there, this was a first.
Before you could reply another text came in:
You still coming over for movie night? I’ll come pick you up if you want~
Though a little confused, you couldn’t help but smile and you texted back a ‘sure’. It wasn’t weird for one of the boys to come pick you up if you were going to see them – the dorms were quite a while away and you had no car, and it was safer as well. But Chanyeol, though you were friendly with each other, had always come off as quite reserved so you were a little surprised.
You got ready quickly, having already packed a bag the night before with everything you would need for a weekend sleepover. In what felt like no time at all, you were sitting with Chanyeol in the car on the way to the dorms. He was unusually quiet, fidgeting with his hands and hair a lot and you were getting nervous just watching him.
“I uhm… I really like your hair today,” he suddenly said, his face in this weird grimace, and you frowned a little, reaching up to touch your hair. You had just quickly brushed it that morning, too lazy to do anything wild. Did it look that bad?
“Thank you?” you mumbled, unsure of what to say.
He nodded, face still twisted and he focused back on the road, leaving you confused. What in the world? He didn’t speak for the rest of the trip though his fingers drumming on the steering wheel had gotten louder and more insistent.
Once you got to the dorms he just about fled into the kitchen, pulling a confused Baekhyun with him, and left you standing by the door, having no idea what was going on.
“Is everything alright?” you asked Junmyeon, who had come to help you with your bags. “He’s… stranger than usual.”
Junmyeon just laughed and shook his head. “Don’t mind him, he was up early to cook.”
He led you into the living room which the boys had already turned into a small movie theatre, complete with their giant screen and layers of pillows and blankets. Most of the boys were spread around the room, already enjoying the soft covers, and they looked up and greeted you as you walked in.
“Cooking?” you asked after greeting them back. You usually just had a bunch of take out.
“Yeah, he insisted on doing everything himself. Even went on Pinterest to find all these recipes for snacks and stuff,” Junmyeon said, a strange almost knowing glint in his eyes. “It’s a new hobby of his, I think. Cooking.”
Sehun snorted from where he was lying on the couch with his feet in Yixing’s lap. He was about to say something when Yixing shushed him and instead rolled his eyes, eyeing you with that same knowing look as Junmyeon. Something weird was definitely going on.
The door to the kitchen suddenly swung open and Baekhyun stomped out, yelling back over his shoulder, “Just pull yourself together man!”, swinging the door shut behind him. He then greeted you with an overly excited smile. “Y/N, finally here!” he all but yelled. “Good to see you.”
“You too Baek,” you said, feeling a little wary. He just grinned back happily and sauntered over, throwing himself on top of Jongin who was taking up the other couch. Just as he had sat down, there was a loud clattering from the kitchen followed by swearing.
Junmyeon chuckled and let out a small sigh. “I’ll go check on him.”
He passed by Jongdae, who had just walked into the living probably to see what the commotion was, and let himself into the kitchen. Jongdae looked around slightly confused, “He’s still at it?” He received nods and tired sighs in response from the boys and he rolled his eyes.
“Oh, by the way,” he then said, pulling his hand out from where he had been hiding it behind his back. “Here, Y/N,” he grinned, handing you a… bouquet?
“I… thank you?” you stammered, slightly flustered all of a sudden. “But why?”
“We all talked and Chanyeol though that since you come by and clean for us whenever we’re away, we should do something nice for you. He suggested flowers,” Jongdae said with his catlike grin.
“But I’m already getting paid by your managers,” you said, grateful but still confused. “You didn’t have to do this.”
He just laughed and shrugged. “Tell that to Chanyeol, he was very insistent.” Minseok and Sehun both failed to hold back a laugh and you felt even more lost.
It was like that the whole night, everyone acting like they knew something you didn’t, throwing knowing glances your way whenever they thought you weren’t looking. It was really quite unnerving and you had no idea what was even happening anymore.
After Chanyeol had finally emerged from the kitchen, bringing more food than you all would ever be able to eat in one evening, he had taken the only empty seat left – the one beside you. He had been sitting stiff as a board throughout the first movies, not even laughing and commenting along to the movies like he usually did.
During your third or fourth movie, you had lost count, the living room started getting a little chilly and you shivered slightly, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin. You started looking around for a blanket when something was suddenly dumped in your lap. You looked at it confused and realized it was a hoodie and that Chanyeol was now in only a t-shirt. He was pointedly avoiding looking at you, but you could see his eyes flickering towards you a couple of times.
Getting the hint, you put it on, revelling in the soft fabric already warm from being worn. It smelled of Chanyeol’s cologne as you burrowed into it with a happy sigh. Beside you, Chanyeol let out a small almost pained noise and you glanced at him. Okay, he was definitely acting weird and you were getting a little tired of being left out.
“Chanyeol is something wrong?” you asked, not caring that you were interrupting the movie. “You’ve been acting weird all night.”
For a second Chanyeol froze, looking at you like a deer caught in headlights and then he suddenly blurted out; “I read your diary!” Immediately regretting everything, he clamped his hands over his mouth and started spewing out muffled apologies.
You just stared at him for a second, face slowly heating up in embarrassment as you realized just what you had written in the diary over the years. Oh my god. “What?” you shrieked, even more embarrassed now every person in the room were staring at the two of you. You were faintly aware that Baekhyun and Sehun kept on munching on their popcorns as they watched the drama unfold in front of them, but you would have to scold them later.
“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to, I promise!” Chanyeol apologized profusely. “It just kinda fell on the ground while I was looking for that other book I was supposed to borrow and when I went to pick it up it was open. I didn’t mean to read it, but I couldn’t help it! I didn’t read more than that one page, I promise!”
Something clicked in your head and everything suddenly made sense; the good morning text, the flowers, the food. The boyfriend list! But… why would he? Your heartbeat sped up as you looked at him, his whole face burning red and looking mortified.
“Chanyeol…” you asked slowly. “Do you like me?”
The boy let out what could only be described as a ‘peep’ and you bit back a smile. Despite having him read your diary being embarrassing and not really okay, what he did with it was… kinda sweet and you knew he wasn’t the type who would snoop on purpose. It seemed when you had thought he was reserved, he had really only been shy and you felt kind of bad. Giving him a chance wouldn’t hurt.
“How about this,” you said, smiling a little as he winced, probably getting ready for rejection. “I’ll forgive you, if you take me on the best date of my life, deal?”
His whole face lit up like a fucking Christmas tree and he nodded excitedly. The boys all let out excited whoops, Baekhyun yelling out a; “fucking finally!” Both you and Chanyeol, who had completely forgotten they were even there, startled and both blushed, glancing at each other a little embarrassed.
You were happy though. And as Chanyeol shot you his trademark crooked grin, you felt a little flutter in your stomach.
|| Send me a number and I’ll tell you how I feel about you ||
And here I thought I’d already seen the biggest nerd of all in my inbox!! >:OO
You’re so patient it’s honestly overwhelming. I don’t know how you do it, but I hope you know I apurreciate it so, so much. You’re fun to talk to and we really ought to talk more. I feel very... relaxed, talking to you?
I am, however, still going to kick your butt whenever we fight. >:PP
