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part two hundred and thirteen
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Re: team doppar
(Anonymous) 2014-07-10 12:28 am (UTC)(link)Kyungsoo can't deny that he finds the boy attractive even though he did punch Baekhyun in the face when they first met.
He's just a little taller than Kyungsoo, which was good because the last person Kyungsoo dated had been Park Chanyeol and the height gap thing isn't so great after a few months or tip-toeing to kiss your boyfriend. In fact, it got old pretty fast and Kyungsoo almost always had a crick in the back of his neck after dates. Wait, why is he even comparing Baekhyun to Chanyeol. It's not like he wants to date that (attractive) fucker.
Kyungsoo looks down at his notes where his pen had tore through the paper. He exhaled noisily through his mouth before he ripped the page out and balled it up, tossing it behind him.
"Ow, hey. I come in peace!"
Kyungsoo turns around so quickly that he almost gets whiplash. Fuck, ow.
"What are you doing here?" he asks, tone flat as he narrows he eyes at the intruder. Why the fuck is Baekhyun in his room. How does Baekhyun even know where he lives. He pauses when he notices the absence of his roommate.
Jongdae that fucker.
No one is going to be able to find his body.
"I just," starts Baekhyun. He stops and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. This was weird. Baekhyun's never at a loss for words. Kyungsoo continued staring at the other with eyes full of suspicion even though his heart skipped a beat when he notices that Baekhyun's wearing gloss on his lips, which make them look more kissable than they usually did.
Kyungsoo purses his lips and stomps down that thought.
"My faculty's doing this ball thing in two weeks and I was wondering whether you'd go with me," Baekhyun says after a long while of awkward silence as he makes eye contact with his feet.
Ah.
The School of Music's ball.
Wait.
What?
"Is this a prank?" Kyungsoo asks, scowling at Baekhyun. He stands up from his desk and walks over to Baekhyun.
"If Jongdae set you up to this, please do fuck off," hisses Kyungsoo as he opens the door and gestures for Baekhyun to leave right the fuck now because he wasn't going to put up with people fucking with his feelings.
Baekhyun looks at Kyungsoo with sad, puppy-dog eyes that makes Kyungsoo's heart twinge.
"I just," he starts, shoulders slumping a little as he opens his mouth and no words come out.
"I'm sorry," he manages after a while, head bowed, dark fringe covering his eyes and his mouth twisted into a sad smile. "I'll just go. Sorry for disturbing you when you were studying."
Kyungsoo watches Baekhyun leave, shuffling away with the air of a kicked puppy with his slumped posture.
He sighs as he covers his face with his hand before he makes up his mind.
"Hey!" he shouts and watches as Baekhyun startles, turning around warily.
"What time's the ball?" he asks and is rewarded with the brightest smile he's ever seen in his life.
Re: team doppar
(Anonymous) 2014-07-10 12:35 am (UTC)(link)Re: team doppar
(Anonymous) 2014-07-10 01:05 am (UTC)(link)