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Chanyeol has had a crush on Junmyeon for a long time.
After all, his best friend’s brother has always been kind and sweet to him. Although Chanyeol wasn’t really close to Junmyeon (he wasn’t very good at keeping conversations with him since Junmyeon always makes him slutter and say stupid things) he has always been kind to him no matter what.
Kindness, beautiful smiles and small talks were enough to make the nerdy Chanyeol fall in love.
Then, little by little, Chanyeol started learning about Junmyeon a little more every time he got a chance — Jongdae would say every time he found a good excuse to pay him a visit.
“Chanyeol, do you know what two guys usually do in a room?” Jongdae asked, flipping though his comic’s pages.
“Like us?” Chanyeol asked, closing his comic to pay attention to his best friend. “I don’t know, we read comic and talk shit about people we don’t like, I guess.”
“No, not like us.” Jongdae closed his comic, fixing his hair before looking at Chanyeol. “Like Junmyeon and his new friend.”
Chanyeol paralized.
“His new friend?”
“Yeah, a chinese guy who comes here every week.” Jongdae says, getting up and looking for a new volume of spider man in his bag. “I can’t understand why they are so loud. Everytime he comes, they lock themselves in his room and don’t ever let me in. I can’t understand.”
For a moment, he thought his heart stopped. Oh Fuck.
Chanyeol wasn’t an expert in college experiences but he saw enough manga to know that when two guys lock themselves in a room, they are probably doing things. Things that, particularity, Chanyeol didn’t want to see Junmyeon doing with someone else.
Oh, no. But Junmyeon wasn’t that kind of guy, was he? No, he has always been a romantic type, a heartthrob, a…
“Hey. Are you hearing me?” Jongdae questioned, making Chanyeol snap out of his thoughts.
“Hm? Yeah, yeah. I’m…” He shook his head and took a deep breath.
“So? What do you think they are up to?”
Chanyeol gulped and,didn’t knowing what to answer, he had a selfish idea.
But an idea that would give them better responses than his paranoias.
“Why don’t we check them out?” He suggested, and Jongdae frowned, giving him a little smirk at the end, which meant yes in their language.
With silent steps, they walked to Junmyeon’s room and left their ear next to the door. Chanyeol’s heart was beating fast and when he heard a different voice, he felt his throat go dry.
Oh Lord…
“Do you think you can handle it?” The new guy’s voice said in a weird tone, which made Chanyeol shake his head once again. What kind of nightmare did he put himself into bringing up that idea?
“I gonna kill you- fuck!” He heard Junmyeon moans, and his face went red. He suddenly felt a lot of things and they are not good. Was he envious? Perhaps Jealous?
Whatever it was, it was killing him.
“So I’ll push you up a little more.”
“Your bastard, I said no!- Argh!” this time, Chanyeol heard Junmyeon’s voice sound hurt, which made him react immediately.
What the hell? Was he being raped?
“Your son of a bitch!” Chanyeol screamed, slamming the door and running to the chinese guy, who got a punch on his face. “Didn’t you hear he say no? Who do you think you are?”
“What the he-” The guy now on the ground tried to contest before getting another punch.
“Chanyeol!” A shirtless and sweaty Junmyeon called him out, making him finally leave that guy alone — it wasn’t that hard when his crush was literally shirtless next to him. “Oh lord, it’s not what it seems-”
“I can’t believe you fell for it.” Jongdae commented, laughing while Junmyeon was looking at him with a furious look.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re not the only one who understood us wrong.” Junmyeon said, passing his fingers through his sweaty hair. “Jongdae was the one who caught us last week and he thought the same.”
“Thought the same..?”
“Yeah, that we were sexing. But Yixing is actually helping me with my workout.” He pointed to his GYM equipment, along with his thin arms. “It’s hard for a thin guy like me to gain lean mass, so he offered himself to help me out, but I’m kinda loud, you know...”
“Don’t get me wrong, but I’ve been regretting offering you help actually.” Yixing said, caressing where Chanyeol punched. “I like being a boxer but being punched for no reason isn’t one of my favorite modalities.”
Chanyeol blushed and then got off him, apologizing while he thought about different ways to kill Jongdae when Junmyeon wasn’t near.
“I’m sorry.” He apologized, embarrassed, and Yixing just nodded in response — a kind of it’s-okay-signal.
Then, Chanyeol felt a strange sort of atmosphere between their silence. Oh damn, he wanted to bury himself so badly…
“However,” Junmyeon seemed to notice his uncomfortable expression, because he smiled at him instantly, as if he was trying to console Chanyeol. “I’m glad to know you care about me that much, Chanyeollie. Thank you.” The older guy fluffed his hair and Chanyeol’s heart beated faster.
He smiled at Junmyeon and, when he got a chance, he got out there, following Jongdae, who he yelled with for the next 30 minutes.
“He likes you.” Yixing said when Chanyeol was too far away to hear them, and Junmyeon could just smile back at him.
“I like him too. He is a good boy.” Junmyeon answered, fixing his hair while looking at the door, lighty damaged now.
“No, dummy. He actually likes you.” Yixing said, and Junmyeon looked at him confused.
“Oh. Do you think so?”
“I’m almost sure.” Yixing picked the ice Junmyeon gave him and put it on his face, sighing. “I know he may be too young or too kiddo for you know but…” He got up. “Don’t break his heart yet. He’ll be hotter in a few years and you may regret losing the chance of kissing his lips.”
Junmyeon’s cheek went red and he threw a shirt on Yixing.
“Fuck Yixing, he’s my brother's best friend!”
“And?” Yixing rolled his eyes. “C'mon, Chanyeol and Jongdae are almost 19 and you're 21, they aren't kids anymore. Would you get mad if I hit on Jongdae, by any chan-” Junmyeon threw another shirt on his face, making him laugh. “Alright alright, I'm gonna stop.”
And although he stopped, he knew he didn’t tell Junmyeon any lies. Deep inside, he knew Junmyeon wasn’t that kind to someone who punched his almost-best-friend with a false accusation.