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In hindsight—Chanyeol should’ve known better than to trust Junmyeon.
‘All men do is lie’ he thinks to himself as he and Junmyeon round the corner and miraculously find themselves right across from the annual Seoul Harvest Festival’s Haunted Corn Maze.
“Seriously?” Chanyeol bellows, betrayal now etched on his face, big bright eyes sparkling with something akin to hurt and fear rather than the exhilaration from a few seconds prior. The dazed and happy smile he was sporting after riding the Spinning Tea Cups is now replaced by an exaggerated quivering pout.
“C’mon Yeol, it will be fun, trust me ” Junmyeon coaxes, bumping his shoulder against Chanyeol’s arm in an attempt to push him forwards.
“Dude, no. You know I hate these things, please don’t make me go in there with you”
Junmyeon ignores his friend’s pitiful whines and rolls his eyes.
“Come onnnnnn” Junmyeon whines, dragging out his words, “please?” he pleads mustering his best puppy dog eyes.
Chanyeol groans, trying to stand his ground—and boy does he try but—Junmyeon’s puppy dog eyes are very hard to resist. And then Junmyeon cuddles up to him linking their arms together and lays his head on Chanyeol’s shoulder the intensity of his puppy dog eyes increasing ten fold.
“Ugh, fine , but you’re getting me a funnel cake after this” Chanyeol grumbles slumping his shoulders in defeat. Junmyeon on the other hand whoops loudly, face lighting up with a smile letting go of Chanyeol’s arm to do a little victory dance.
And Chanyeol guesses he can weather a haunted corn maze if it means making Junmyeon smile the way he is right now. Huge, bright and infectious.