Right now however all he wants to do is go back to the lecture room and join Jongdae in staring at their new Philosophy professor. Chanyeol was never one to beat around the bush and Sehun has always appreciated that. Though I guess it must have been Zitao’s.” Sehun bites his lip and cringes inwardly at the innuendo. “Mind at least giving me back my underwear? Yours isn’t exactly my style. Chanyeol’s completely unfazed though, his big eyes shining with excitement. “No thanks to you,” he mumbles and tries to wriggle out of Chanyeol’s gradually tighter embrace. Sehun can feel goosebumps rising down his neck and his muscles are so taut they could snap at any moment. “Nice cardigan you got there,” Chanyeol whispers into his ear, grinning even wider. He casually throws an arm around Sehun’s shoulders and grins wide enough for Sehun to get a close up of his gums. But there’s little else he wants from him and Zitao’s cuddling tendencies definitely didn’t help the matter.Ĭhanyeol corners him at uni a few days later. It’s not like he didn’t want to sleep with him. He doesn’t open it though and he isn’t sure if he will open it at all. He still regrets not stomping on his friend’s face but Chanyeol’s distress is satisfying enough. nice one, is the text he gets from Jongin a few hours later. While leaving, he dumps his dirty boxers next to Chanyeol’s head and then slams the front door shut for extra measure.ĭude were those boxers urs? chanyeol was freaking out the whole morning n tried to disinfect his face with hydrogen peroxide. He snatches a pair of boxers and a cardigan before locking himself in the bathroom and scrubbing all of the dried cum off himself. He tightly clenches his fists and forces himself to look away, trying to locate Chanyeol’s wardrobe. Sehun stops dead in his tracks and feels a wave of heat coming from his chest up to his cheeks. He has the same stupid smile on his face as he had last night while tittering together with Luhan. Chanyeol is lying on the bed, his legs dangling off the sides of the bed, and shirt worn inside out. There’s a bunch of empty beer cans strewn about on the floor and a lone, cheap champagne bottle that Baekhyun is using as a pillow. He stumbles through the hallway and unceremoniously opens the door to Chanyeol’s room. He stomps through Chanyeol’s living room, barely avoiding stepping on Jongin’s face (not that he didn’t consider deliberately stepping on it for a good minute) and climbs the stairs to the first floor, tightly clutching the railings. This time it gives way instantly and somehow that makes him all the more angry. Instead, he goes back to the porch and tries to open the sliding door. He takes one last look at the tent but decides against waking Zitao up. No amount of body heat can help you when the temperature during the night falls below 14 degrees. His eyes are still burning, he keeps on sneezing and his vision is a bit too blurry. His whole side is bruised, probably from being hit by Zitao’s sharp elbows during the night. It’s only when he stands up that he realizes what a sorry state he’s in. For a moment he considers going back to sleep but the urge to take a piss is too strong, so he crawls out of the tent on all fours and waters the nearest bush. He feels dizzy and his eyes are screaming murder at him, bloodshot and burning from the lack of sleep. He immediately tries sitting up and his joints pop uncomfortably. He wakes up abruptly, scared by something that he was dreaming about merely seconds ago. I hope it doesn’t disappoint you though T^T Notes: This was probably the hardest thing that I’ve ever written since not only do we ship completely different pairings, but I also changed fandoms in the middle of July. Summary: It shouldn’t be this difficult when he only wants one thing. Pairing(s)/Focus: Sehun/Tao, Sehun/Chanyeol

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