"Seriously," Sehun begins, "What is this about? Do you have family here? Why are you spending your break here?" He plops himself down on the hotel's couch, phone in hand but really only paying attention to Chanyeol.

The taller is stripping into his pyjamas and Sehun makes sure to click a picture of this, smirking to himself because he knows wronghay (or Jindae—Donghae, honestly, he forgot his name) would thank him with tears later on. Hopefully, he would show his gratitude by worshipping him.

When Chanyeol finishes and Sehun has two ab shots and a few back shots, the taller falls onto the bed as if he was the tired one—like Sehun wasn't the one who had to plan where to stay for the night, how they would avoid fans, transportation, and that jazz.

"Something like that," Chanyeol answers finally, "Just... someone really important."

"Girlfriend? Boyfriend?"

"Yeah..."

"Yeah to which one?"

And Chanyeol's snoring.

Sehun groans and kicks his feet in the air, knowing that Chanyeol couldn't have fallen asleep in that short time, but was instead showing his obvious distaste for Sehun's prodding. Sometimes he wished he was brave enough to tell Chanyeol off to his face.

If he was completely honest, Sehun would say that Chanyeol is his good friend, but even he got annoyed by his other good friends all the time. He was just like that.

There's also the underlying jealousy that's been growing ever since he found out that Luhan absolutely loved Chanyeol, and that really didn't sit well with someone who was good friends with the idol.

Chanyeol is nice—egotistical, yes, food hogger, yes—but Sehun didn't actually hate him.

He just wishes that Luhan would pay a little more attention to him, and Chanyeol would buy him food more often.

—

wronghay 9:03 PM
SEHUN OMG THANK YOU

I LOVE YOU

BLESS YOU

I'M ACTUALLY CRYING RIGHT NOW HIS ABS ARE SO DEFINED I'M

BACK MUSCLES ON POINT THESE PICS BEAT ALL THE CHANYEOL SMUT I'VE READ

ho.sebooty 9:03 PM
You're welcome ;)

These are just some of many Chanyeol pics I'll take

wronghay 9:03 PM
I need to send you money. I need to do something for you. You want gold? I got that shit too

ho.sebooty 9:03 PM
Lmao calm down I don't need that stuff

Just call me god

wronghay 9:04 PM
YES, GOD

ho.sebooty 9:04 PM
Ga ha ha ha ha

eatmybyuns 9:04 PM
never knew the day would come where i would actually need to go blind

wronghay 9:04 PM
FAKE ASS BITCH I SEE YOU BLUSHING FROM ACROSS THE ROOM

WAIT ARE YOU HARD

eatmybyuns 9:04 PM
NO YOU WRINKLY PENIS

wronghay 9:04 PM
well then why is there a pillow on your crotch

eatmybyuns 9:04 PM
to stop creeps like you from seeing what i've got

wronghay 9:04 PM
or maybe to stop creeps like me from seeing how much chanyeol turns you on

ho.sebooty 9:04 PM
I am uncomfortable.

—

"What day of the week is it?" Chanyeol asks as he slips his sunglasses atop his nose, hands going to fix the rolex on his wrist.

Sehun scoffs. He can hear the fangirls in the background dying.

"It's Tuesday."

"How many universities are there in Bucheon?" Chanyeol questions further and Sehun's extremely confused now, because he didn't think Chanyeol would be meeting some uni kid—the image he had was more like some rich snob who already owned eighty mansions or something.

Sehun checks his phone and promptly replies after, "Three. Bucheon University, Yucheon University and Seoul Theological University."

Chanyeol hums. "Let's try Bucheon University."

Sehun nods and the two of them enter the black van Sehun rented, the younger starting up the car.

Chanyeol recognizes two of those universities—heard Baekhyun mention how he was going to study at one of them, but now he can't remember which one it was. At that time, he didn't answer Baekhyun even if he asked Chanyeol where he was studying, saying something along the lines of how he expected Chanyeol to be with him. At that time, Chanyeol didn't have an answer... At that time, Chanyeol already knew he was going to have to leave Bucheon.

It's been too long now, and Chanyeol honestly can't remember which university Baekhyun wanted to go to.

His plan of action was this: go to Bucheon, find Baekhyun somehow on campus (because he was pretty sure Baekhyun moved out of his parent's old house and was living somewhere different, so the school was Chanyeol's only hope) and apologize.

Maybe kiss him.

Actually—he was definitely going to kiss him.

If Baekhyun let him, of course.

His heart clenched in his chest when the fuzzy memory of Baekhyun's face appeared in his mind, and it completely invaded his senses.

After Chanyeol left all those years ago, Baekhyun never fully left his mind. Chanyeol tried to ignore the thought of him and continue on with his life, but it never worked. After two or three years, he decided that he'd stop fighting it and kept the memories as something to come back to, nostalgia filling him everytime he thought of Baekhyun.

There was a point in time where the boy was the only thing that kept him on his feet, but Chanyeol would never admit that.

Up until a few months ago, Baekhyun was nothing but a wistful memory that he kept in the back of his head, but with the appearance of eatmybyuns, Chanyeol felt something stir in his heart again.

The boy was just like him. He was exactly as old as Baekhyun should be, his sass and salt were on par, he lived in Bucheon, he sucked at skating, he liked strawberries, his last name was Byun for fuck's sake, and Kyungsoo had even called him Hyun at one point in time. Chanyeol didn't know how he didn't find out who Baekhyun was the second he joined the groupchat, but he blamed the fact that it had been five years for that.

Eatmybyuns' dislikes were just the same. Even his dislike for Chanyeol.

Chanyeol understood why Baekhyun hated him so much. He would hate himself too.

The only reason he waited this long to do anything was because he believed that Baekhyun forgot about him—that maybe he was living a great life and threw their memories in the trash, but he was proved so wrong.

He can't believe that after all these years, Baekhyun was just a few comments away.

So now, he's going to find him. He's going to find Baekhyun, who's still typing up multiple hate comments and participating in some anti-parkchanyeol group chat. He's going to find Baekhyun, who didn't forget about him after all.

"Let's go," Chanyeol says once he clicks the seatbelt in place.

Sehun nods once and with the press of the pedal, they're off.

As they head to their destination, Chanyeol thinks of Baekhyun.

It makes Chanyeol smile; thinking about him.

Even if he knows he doesn't deserve to.

—

wrinkly penis

lmao hi i didn't update yesterday which means?? i stayed up till nearly 2 AM writing this double update worship me you peasants call me god

anyway

whew idk these chapters are flying by so quickly i'm alarmed

k peace out i'm beat imma see u next chap and go to sleep

P-Nut oot.