[M] Four. (1/1)

Sehun wasn’t exaggerating about the balcony before. Large and much less crowded than the house it spanned the length of the entire flat and wrapped around the side of the building. Baekhyun made his way across the wooden structure to the glass railing. Resting his elbows and pressing his body against the chilled glass for support as he looks out into the darkness, taking in how beautiful New York City looks below him. He admires the way the array of lights illuminate the crowded streets as he drifts into his own reason.The cars and the people below appear trivial from the fifth floor. Looking at the small shadowed dots walking around Baekhyun thinks to himself; each one of them are living in their own little worlds, much like he is. Every single one is enduring with their own brewing storms. He smiles to himself as he reaches to the nape of his neck and softly scratches at the warm skin. It’s funny how a stranger would never be able to tell from looking in from the outside. Just like Baekhyun, who has already weathered the worst of his own, can finally see the sun peaking out from behind his personal hovering clouds.Taking the brief time for himself, Baekhyun inhales a deep breath through his nostrils. The chilly city air fills his lungs and grounds him back into the present moment. Feeling his own feet firmly planted on the wood underneath him, he welcomes the wave of golden alcohol as it washes over him. He feels euphoric- anticipating this moment for months. He is free. Surrounded in static noise from the inaudible conversations buzzing around him, his mind is for once, not fighting him.Baekhyun did not even register the indistinguishable footsteps as they approached him. Taking a spot and leaving enough personal space between the two, Chanyeol leans his back leaning against the railing crossing his arms over his chest. Hands hiding inside of the oversized gray sweatshirt he is nearly swimming in. He’s gorgeous, his soft facial expressions appear sharper under the shadow of the city lights.Did he follow him out here?“Hey, you good? You took off pretty quick back there.” That smile making its appearance again, Baekhyun is going to melt. “Those guys are absolutely crazy, they bring a whole new definition to balls-to-the-wall. It’s kind of astonishing the amount of alcohol they can ingest and still keep it together. Is it a dancer thing?” Chanyeol lets out a chuckle as he presses his tongue against the inside of his cheek. “Have you known them long?”Baekhyun smiles at the realization that he did come out here just to check on him. There's no way he's not interested too. “Shh, they'll hear you, don't give away our secrets of how we do it!" Baekhyun lightens up. "Really though, I think it is mostly because we’re all stubborn as hell and we all amplify each other to our max. It’s kind of like that old saying “if your friend was to jump off a bridge would you?” Expect we're all racing to be the first one to jump... And the entire group only recently formed because of Sehun, I wouldn’t be close with anyone else if it wasn’t for him. He’s stupidly and overly social and he’s really easy to get along with. Plus, he loves to party, so naturally we all just kind of ‘clicked’.” A cute grin spreads across his face at the thought of his best friend. Baekhyun’s entire way of life as he knew it changed the moment he met him. He can't even try to explain their friendship to anyone else in a manner that would make sense. “He really is something else.”“Yeah, you guys seem... um, really close.”“You have no idea how wild I am about that pain in the ass. It's one thing to have good friends. It's a whole other experience to have a Sehun.”Chanyeol’s smile grew only bigger at the sight of Baekhyun’s shameless grin that overtook his entire face, showing his big perfectly white smile.“I am thankful I met Minnie and Dae, without them I wouldn’t know anyone else. I haven’t made any friends, mostly my own fault because I am always hiding in the music room, but they have always been so nice to introduce me to new people since starting here… People like you.” Chanyeol looks down at his left foot as he rubs the wooden deck with the ball of his shoe before looking at Baekhyun. “ I wasn’t even going to come tonight if it wasn’t for them coming to my apartment and quite literally dragging me away from my Iron Man marathon.”Like flowing water, the stream steady and calm. Conversation between the two is not strained or forced and comes surprising natural in comparison to how nervous Baekhyun was before. Starting off with nothing more than a first name basis, Chanyeol begins on the on thing they have in common- school.Chanyeol loves to talk and Baekhyun loves to listen even more. Leaning gently towards the taller, he encouraged him to ramble on about the whole reason he is here in the first place. His piano. "I started to play when I was young and fell in love with it immediately. My mother would have to force me to stop playing and go to bed some nights because I can just completely loose time when I am sitting in front of those keys. After everything, it's the one thing that has always been there." Baekhyun could tell the subject was vibrantly prominent in his life as his entire face lit up the further he went on to explain why he is always cooped up in the music hall. Just when Baekhyun thought he couldn’t be anymore attractive, he hit him with this.His level of adoration just tripled.Its endearing how humble he remains as he describes his excitement upon receiving his acceptance letter, living away from home for the first time and how it is all so new and terrifying. Baekhyun remains silent and content just listening so the words as they effortlessly flow from the other. Just like the people walking below in the city, Chanyeol has his own entire little world and Baekhyun is just getting a glimpse. The one vast difference in their universes is: Chanyeol doesn't lack any confidence in himself.It’s remarkable, really.Chanyeol chuckles as he adjusted his position against the railing, moving his body closer to Baekhyun’s side. Arms still crossed with both his feet planted firmly on the ground, his stance is relaxed. Baekhyun is taking detailed notes in his head and mental images of this moment as a chilly breeze brushes past them, ruffling their hair.Head submerged and drowning in their conversation, Baekhyun lost all sense of time- but that didn’t matter with Chanyeol. He was breathing just fine underwater, having fallen into the ocean that is Chanyeol’s blue eyes.Baekhyun just loved being in his presence, he literally couldn’t get enough.And he's craving for more.Chanyeol hit a lull in his story, noticing Baekhyun blankly staring. “Wow, oh my god, sorry, you probably don’t care to hear all this.” A slight tinge of disappointment in his voice as he realized he hasn’t let Baekhyun say a single word. “I’m sorry you had to sit here and listen to my slightly intoxicated ass babble on.”“No! I really like this, listening.” Baekhyun reaches his hand out rubbing Chanyeol’s toned bicep “It’s crazy, how intriguing you are. You are a lot different than most of the people around here and you’re fearless when it comes to the things you’re passionate in. I like that, a lot.”Chanyeol leans in a bit, accepting the warmth pulsing through the touch. “You don't even know the half of it. My persistence knows no bounds if I am set on something.”Baekhyun’s breath paused for a moment causing his whole body to hesitate. The contact was slight but he could feel a zap the moment his finger tips touched the other. He knows he cant possibly be the only one that felt it, right?“What do I have to do to find out?” The corner of his mouth curls up as all nerves that once surrounded Baekhyun are discarded by Chanyeol's subtle hints and replaced with his pent up frustration, begging to be released.Looking up at the taller boy with his dark smudged eyes without breaking eye contact, Baekhyun pushes off of the railing and repositions himself so that his thighs are pressed onto either side of Chanyeol’s legs. Placing his hands closely at Chanyeol's sides, he wraps his slim fingers around the cold railing. Pressing his hips against him to get closer, the tensions speaks perfectly for them. The proximity allows him to feel the the other's shallow movements and his increasing heart beat. Baekhyun raises his hand and splays his fingers over Chanyeol’s sweatshirt before dragging his index finger across the fabric, aware every curve and divot of his chest. Licking his pink lips slowly, he can feel Chanyeol shifting under his touch.“You’re so pretty.” Chanyeol lowly whispers, almost inaudible.Baekhyun presses against him as his arms reach up around the back of Chanyeol’s neck. Gently combing his fingers through his hair Baekhyun’s lips almost brush against the his ear as he whispers, “I really want to show you just how pretty I can be.” His voice low and slurry. Rolling his hips against the other search for friction through their denim. Letting out a small sigh, his eyes locked onto plump red lips. Baekhyun chews at the inside of his cheek to hold back the overbearing temptation to steal a taste.Chanyeol’s big eyes blow wide, black pupils over taking where the gorgeous blue once was as he stares down at the boy against him. Grabbing Baekhyun by the belt loops he easily overpowers the shorter boy and pulls him in trying to eliminate any possibility for space between the two. Chanyeol muffles a low sound in his throat as he subtly thrusts against Baekhyun’s hips and licks his bottom lip before catching it between his teeth and biting down onto it. His voice deep and as soft as velvet. “Then show me, Baekhyun.”Hearing his name roll off of his tongue sent a shiver up his spine.Baekhyun places both his palms flat against Chanyeol's chest as he scans the other with his big brown eyes. "Mmm, you know, the way my body reacts to you, it's amazing.""You mean kind of like the way you shy away every time I look you in the eye?""It's exactly that. It's something about you Chanyeol. Something about the way you look at me, the way you say my name, it's like you already know exactly how to effect me. You're eyes lure me in and make me want more." Baekhyun's voice low as he admits from underneath his messy fringe."You think a lot, don't you?"No one has ever asked Baekhyun this before. "I...Yes, too much actually, about everything.""I want you to stop, at least when you're with me. Stop trying to figure out your next move, and just do it. Let your reactions take control." Chanyeol grabs Baekhyun's chin, tilting him up to see his face clearly. "You couldn't possibly do anything wrong." Oh, only if he knew.--“Heyyy Baek, there you are!”Have you ever heard a glass window shatter? That's what Jongdae's voice just did to the space around Baekhyun as favorite lovingly irritating couple made their way across the balcony to the railing they were pressed against.Like a two teenagers that just got caught, sudden panic arose in Baekhyun's stomach and quickly pushes himself off of Chanyeol, who still kept his blue gaze locked onto him even as the distance increased.Letting out an exasperating sigh as he rolls his eyes he turns to face the intruders as he runs his hand through his silky hair pushing it out of the way.You're in your twenties and you freaked out like you're an adolescent, good job Baekhyun.“Were heading home, our baby Channie just moved into our building and were.. Erhm, taking him,” Jongdae eyes the two up and down, squinting his eyes and judging the proximity between the two. “You ready Chanyeol? And Baek, do you want a ride home too?” His firm tone is directed as a command and not a question. Jongdae gestures a wave with his hand for the two to follow and without waiting for a response from either of the two, he turns on his heel, Minseok in hand as they head back to the sliding glass door to the house.Slightly taken back Baekhyun sharply looks from Jongdae to Chanyeol and back again. Chanyeol moved into their apartment building? How had he possibly not seen him anywhere?Baekhyun’s mouth hanging open but he can’t conjure any words. All he can do is just follow behind Chanyeol as he is being directed by an invisible string pulling him close behind.Like little ducklings, all in line following Eomma.The newly formed quartet maneuvers around groups of people as they venture across the enormous flat. Bidding their goodbyes through obnoxious high-fives to everyone they could as they walked through. Baekhyun staying close to Chanyeol’s side, though the other isn't paying him the same attention he was outside.Where is Sehun? Baekhyun has to find him before they go and hope he is still functioning.Making their way to the living area, on the large gray sectional couch that stretched across the majority of the area they finally found a immensely intoxicated Sehun. His black shirt only hanging on by two buttons, showing his entire pale chest. The arm slips off one shoulder as he wiggles on Junmyeon’s lap. If the man underneath him didn’t have a tight hold on his hips, gravity would have won and sent Sehun straight onto the floor. Holding onto the golden scotch bottle as if it were a matter of life or death; the bottle is quickly facing its own impending annihilation.Sehun flapped his hand cutely in an attempt to wave them over while taking a unnecessarily large gulp. Smiling through the sip, some of the liquid slipped out from his lips and streams down his chin. Junmyeon reached around and wiped away the liquid from his face with his thumb before licking it off his own digit.It was a sight that Baekhyun could have gone his entire lie without witnessing.Baekhyun looked at Junmyeon, who had that hungry look in his eyes as he readjusted himself under the fidgety boy. Chuckling to himself, Baekhyun knew their night was going to end in one of two ways: Sehun sleeping with Junmyeon or with his toilet. With more than enough alcohol pumping through his system, Baekhyun knew it was a good idea to head home before he too would meet the fate of the latter.“Guys! Look! Look at my Junie!” A quick frown wiped over Sehun’s face as he snatched Baekhyun’s hand and yanked his whole body towards him without any warning forcing Baekhyun almost completely to his knees. “Going home so soon?! No Bae! Please, Stay- pretty please!” His lisping slur only adds to his aegyo.Baekhyun reaches his soft hand out and caresses his best friend’s jaw line and takes a hold of the back of his head with the other and plants an affectionate peck on top his messy dark hair before giving Junmyeon a wink with his left eye following a slight upward curl of his lips.Sehun is normally a wild child, amplify that by ten when altering substances are involved. Baekhyun is glad that Junmyeon is able to handle him- not that he can’t handle himself. But it leaves Baekhyun to be able to happily get rest in his own bed and not having to worry about his safety.Baekhyun still surprises himself at times by how much he cherishes him.That little shit.-Minseok and Jongdae take the front seats of Minseok’s little silver Hyundai sedan. Leaving Chanyeol and Baekhyun to take the back. The small confined space fills with music as the volume knob is cranked up and Bluetooth automatically connects to Jongdae’s phone. Cute. The two front seat occupants play car-karoke, bellowing lyrics at the top of their lungs. Because who needs to worry about a proper vocal range after midnight? On any given day Baekhyun would participate happily, but right now, his mind is a bit preoccupied.The entire ride home Chanyeol doesn’t say a single word or looks in any direction other than out the rolled down window. Baekhyun begins to wonder if he did something wrong. He did, didn't he? It was because of Jongdae and Minseok. He pushed Chanyeol away and he wasn't going to chase after him.The cold night air whipping around his face and a million thoughts raced through this head blurring into one like a whirlwind.Fuck.If Baekhyun had ingested any more alcohol, this ride might have been much more torturous to endure than it was.

An owed thank you to Minseok’s reckless driving and taking a corner way too fast, the two of them shuffle around in the back seat a little and lightening the atmosphere as Jongdae lets out a trademarked whine of complaint. “WAE!” Minseok does not even bat an eye towards his significant other as he begins to scold his driving skills.Apparently, this is a normal occurrence.In an attempt to remain upright, Chanyeol’s hand pressed onto Baekhyun’s on the seat in between them. Baekhyun’s eyes shot at their hands, trailing up the other boy's arm until their eyes locked.Please don’t be mad.Chanyeol doesn’t twitch a muscle to remove his hand from its new position but instead curls his fingers around Baekhyun’s as he flashes that huge lob sided smile that Baekhyun had been searching for. Not even aware that he was holding his breath until his eyes drifted shut, Baekhyun's eyelashes tickling his cheeks as a soft sigh left his mouth.A clouded soft white atmosphere filled the space around the two. There was nearly one hundred butterflies trapped inside of Baekhyun’s stomach right now. Creeping up the throat and getting ready to explode- he chokes down a big gulp.If he smiles again, Baekhyun swears he’s going to loose it.--Slamming into a parking spot and jerking the car into park was enough to abruptly shoot Baekhyun back into reality and drag him away from his beautiful fantasy in his head that he was swimming in. Climbing out of the small car, solid ground has never felt so safe and glorious. Baekhyun contemplated for a moment of making a scene and dropping to his knees and kissing the ground; going against being totally weird he remained on his wobbly legs as all four started towards The Towers. Jongdae who is leading Minseok are walking much faster than Baekhyun and Chanyeol who are slowly making their way, trying to create space between the other two as they lag behind.Baekhyun always found that 'The Towers' was such a unnecessary name for their off campus housing. Providing a place for most of the students enrolled in several year programs to live during their studies. The grouping of buildings aren’t even that tall or fancy enough to have a name as such. But, the interest level in them suddenly skyrocketed upon learning that Chanyeol lived somewhere within them. One of these dorms belongs to him.“I know you’re a handsy little boy but please let him go to his own bed tonight Baek!” Jongdae yells back behind then as they grab the front entrance door handle.Damn it, Dae.That’s twice tonight.“Ugh, fuck.” Baekhyun whispers under his breath while shaking his head in pure and utter disappointment, his once styled hair now falling onto his forehead. The personal retort must have been loud enough for Chanyeol to hear because he was now staring right at him. His gaze softer that it has been all night, as if that was even possible.“Handsy, are you?” Chanyeol laughs through his toothy smile. “It's okay, I have known him long enough to know when he's messing around,” Chanyeol gently grabs Baekhyun’s wrist bringing him to a stand still. Standing pressed against the other, Chanyeol steps in closer hovering over the shorter. Baekhyun’s knees become weak under his touch as he looks up at the other with his dark eyes more smudged from wear through the night. “As much as I would love to though.” Chanyeol’s voice lowers, chewing on his bottom lip before he reaches up his hands from his side to cup Baekhyun’s cheeks, tilting his head up, Baekhyun can feel Chanyeol’s breath on his lips as he hesitates for a moment.Leaning in to close the distance, plump red lips gently press against Baekhyun. Zinging pulses sent though the two of them like their bodies had been anticipating the connection. The softness of their first kiss was taken away too quickly. Chaste and gentle it was a trial correlation unlike any other first kiss Baekhyun has ever experienced before. Chanyeol pulls back slightly, still close enough to feel his hot breath against his mouth. Baekhyun felt so small in his embrace. The few centimeters between their lips felt like miles away and Baekhyun wanted to get closer. A smirk pressed against Baekhyun’s teeth before Chanyeol pressed them together once more.Like cut out pieces their bodies fit together perfectly. Welcoming the sudden intrusion on his own Baekhyun parted his lips and softly moaned into the other’s mouth as his eyes press shut and his long eyelashes rest against his cheeks. Smiling into the kiss Chanyeol playfully licks along Baekhyun’s top tip before pressing further into him. Baekhyun tenderly slides this tongue against the other, exploring the taller boy’s beautiful mouth. He tastes like whiskey and mint and Baekhyun can not get enough of him. His breath quickens as he pushes onto his tip-toes to try to indulge into him just a little bit more. Unlike the cold air swirling around them they were warm as his entire world came to a halt.Baekhyun slips his arms around the thin waist, gripping the back of his sweatshirt in his fists as if he's trying to find a grasp on reality, wishing he could press closer into his radiating body heat. Chanyeol is so gentle but his strength surrounds them in a beautiful red aura as he keeps a tight hold onto Baekhyun. The embrace melting them into one. Baekhyun is not sure if it is his own will or Chanyeol holding him down to earth, but his is floating.This boy is definitely going to have an effect on him.The world begins to turn again as the approaching sound of a scuffling late night dog walker sets in the realization that they are both standing openly on the concrete sidewalk nearing the middle of the night.Chanyeol breaks way, his lips glossed with saliva and cheeks a bright shade of pink. "As I told you, I am persistent." His eyes half lidded set onto Baekhyun’s as he takes his hand and intertwines their fingers as he guides the walk towards the building they share.Baekhyun couldn’t stop a wide smile from plastering across his face, kicking a small pebble as they slowly as they approached the entry way to the building. “Can I ask you something, Chanyeol? What happened earlier, when you kind of, disconnected.”“I was just absorbing everything, mostly you. After seeing how affectionate you are with Sehun, it made me think a million things. You’re a lot more than I initially thought, you're a gem. And I wanted to plan my next moves accordingly. Plus, I was trying to not throw up in the car. That man drives like a psychopath.”Baekhyun frowns. “But wait, aren’t you the one that not even an hour ago told me to stop thinking and just do?”“Yes, but there's a difference between making decisions and over analyzing. I also didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable Baekhyun, you did jump off me pretty quick when they saw us.”“So, it had nothing to do with our friends being around?”“To me, no. You, however, may very well be a different story... Why do you think I would even care about something like that?”Before gripping the door handle to the building Baekhyun pauses for a few seconds before turning and burying his face into Chanyeol, giving him a quick embrace, wrapping his arms around the tall boy once more. His heart feels like it is finally beating again. He knows it sounds crazy because they had just met but Baekhyun swears this one, this blue eyed pianist, is supposed to mean something.Baekhyun gets high on his enticing scent as it fills his lungs, focusing with his eyes shut he's surrounded in sandalwood and sage. “I’m sorry I get nervous, ” He wants to stay wrapped in it for ever, its so strong and comforting, just like Chanyeol. “I…I really… I’m happy you came to the party, sorry you didn’t get your Marvel marathon you wanted.”“You sure are interesting, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol hooks his arms around Baekhyun’s shoulders without thought as if it were a natural recreation. He nuzzles into the top of his messy hair and they stay like this for a few breaths before releasing his long arms and separating the two. “And I guess its only fair that because you kept me out so late tonight, that you owe it to me to watch it with me one night, preferably soon.”"Deal."