To Be Honest
“That is something I’d never, ever want to lose, Oh Sehun.” Chanyeol says, eyes trailing over someone who was by the kitchen counter, munching silently on some fridge stored apple. Byun Baekhyun wore Chanyeol’s shirt again that day, collarbones peeking out from the corner of his falling off shirt and the taller finds it endearing as he cutely chews on the apple with one eye closed.
Sehun follows his trail of sight, only to find the end of gaze being the object of Chanyeol’s affection, Byun Baekhyun. “Who says you are going to lose him?” Sehun mumbles, lazing around the couch and sinking a little more into the soft cushions. Chanyeol lightly kicks his friend’s legs touching his shin and the other groans at the light pain.
“I just wanted to say it out loud, y’know. Something like solidifying it into thin air and it would be marked as something as I actually said.” he drawls, eyes softening at the sight of Baekhyun suddenly yawning amidst his chewing.
“It’s not recorded though, you dumb ass.”
“But you heard it, that’s what matters. Or at least I’ve said it out loud.” Chanyeol says in return and shooting Sehun one sharp glare that he did not meant even as half mean.
“Why not tell him then?” Sehun suggests, raising a brow when he notices Chanyeol’s ears turn red fast. He finds it amusing, sitting up straight and paying more attention to their conversation.
“You know Junmyeon hyung will kill me if I do that.” Chanyeol grumbles, stutters eventually and he shoves Sehun unintentionally hard, making the other stumble back into the soft cushions of the sofa. The taller of the two peels his eyes off Sehun and whips it back to Baekhyun, only to find him standing near them.
Startled, Chanyeol chokes on his saliva, coughing a little too excessively with Sehun’s light snickers heard at the background and Chanyeol swears he will kill their maknae later in his sleep.
Baekhyun giggles at that (that fucking giggle that turns Chanyeol’s insides) and proceeds to soothe his back.
“I wonder what Junmyeon hyung will kill you for?” Baekhyun teases, sitting beside the taller and leaving no space for their personal... well, space.
Chanyeol felt his ears go red again and opted to snuggle Baekhyun, head buried by the smaller’s back and arms locked on his petite waist. The taller could hear Sehun making gagging sounds and finally leaving them for themselves, not without saying a loud “Just get married already, jezus.”
“Nothing. I’ll tell you sometime soon.” Chanyeol murmurs and smiles in his embrace as he felt Baekhyun’s arms fall atop his.
“Promise?”
“If you promise me one thing in return?”
“Which is?”
“Never lose that smile okay?” or don’t lose me okay?
Baekhyun blushes, but it’s not that Chanyeol could see anyway so he smiles it off, tightening his grip on Chanyeol’s arms around him and squealing internally so hard.
“Fine, it’s a deal.”