*

"Ah, faster, Baekhyun!"

Using his quick hands, Baekhyun furiously taps the button with his bottom lip caught in between his teeth. He doesn't stop pressing hard to aim the brain, yet his character ends up dying when the monster shoots his head with a light beam.

The game over music plays when Baekhyun is defeated. He looks up to Chanyeol, pouting.

"I'm sorry..."

"Fuck, I said tap it faster," Chanyeol mutters, rolling his eyes. Taking a seat beside the smaller male, he pulls up his sleeves and glares at the monitor. "Let me avenge you. Watch."

Baekhyun grins.

It's a bright and sunny Saturday today and they're at the arcade. After getting discharged from the hospital, Baekhyun promised Chanyeol that he'd make up to him for all his mistakes--- so here they are at the mall, strolling for a date right now. Chanyeol didn't want this cheesy-as-fuck idea though, but the offer of Baekhyun getting fucked in the cinemas changed his mind.

"Wow! You're so good at this, Chanyeol sunbae," Baekhyun praises with shining eyes as he watches Chanyeol play. Chanyeol is expertly killing all the zombies by practically breaking the arcade machine. People beside them are starting to throw them weird glances when Chanyeol curses at the one-eyed monster for taking his power-up.

In the end, Chanyeol wins.

Baekhyun is more than happy. Meanwhile Chanyeol pretends he is not the one who's happier seeing Baekhyun happy.

"3,500 tickets in all, Sir," the lady says after counting all the tickets Chanyeol has won. "What would you like as your prize?"

Chanyeol turns to Baekhyun.

"Oh! Uhm, Let's see," Baekhyun chimes, wandering his eyes around the expensive toys and scanning all the colorful displays. He points at something big and fluffy, "That one!"

The lady hands the stuffed toy to Baekhyun who hugs it right away like a kid. Chanyeol hides the chuckle escaping his mouth so he just proceeds walking with a forced cough.

Baekhyun skips and follows him, smiling ear-to-ear.

"Chanyeol sunbae!"

"What?"

"This looks exactly the same as the one in the claw machine," Baekhyun says as they walk side by side out of the arcade, "That toy puppy I was trying to get."

"Oh, that one."

"Yes," Baekhyun answers, burying his nose in the stuffed corgi's soft fur, "Thank you so much! I'm glad you got it for me."

"I could buy this place for you, though."

"Because that is how much you love me?"

"No," Chanyeol says, "Because that is how amazing I am."

Baekhyun shuts up after that. Chanyeol is right, argument about the topic is invalid.

"Look! A photobooth! Omg! Let's take a picture!"

Chanyeol has no other choice but to get himself dragged by the wrist inside the booth. Even if he resists, Baekhyun is already putting cute accessories on his head, making him just mentally curse because what the fuck, this is the first time he wore a hat with bunny flapping ears.

"Smile!"

For the five different poses, Baekhyun sticks his head closer to Chanyeol and does a heart sign, a v-sign, a love sign, an L-sign, and a wink. Chanyeol maintains a closed-lipped smile.

"I hope it comes out well," Baekhyun says while waiting for the photos to come out from the machine. He is presented with pretty pictures of himself and Chanyeol by his side whose head is cut off due to his tall height. His half body can be only seen.

"We look great in those photos," Chanyeol teases a frowning Baekhyun staring at the pictures. He guides Baekhyun out of the booth, he is too sad to walk by himself.

"You should've bended down a little! Argh, I want to take pictures again!" Baekhyun yells, "This is all your fault, Chanyeol sunbae. Why the hell are you so tall?"

"You're just way too short."

"Excuse me? I am 175 centimeters! That is not short!"

Chanyeol sighs, "Fine, you're not that short, just your dick is."

Baekhyun opens his mouth to banter some more but he closes it anyway, realizing that Chanyeol is right. He is always right and he fucking hates it.

"But 5.5 is cute," Baekhyun mutters, still not getting over the fact that Chanyeol insulted his height and his dick size. They're already at the cinemas lining up for popcorn, yet he is still mumbling to himself while Chanyeol buys the popcorn and drinks for them, "I hate you so much, you bastard."

Baekhyun glares at Chanyeol.

"But I thought you liked cheese," Chanyeol says, leading the way to their seats. He sits down first and Baekhyun follows beside him in silence. "You should've told me you wanted salted caramel instead."

"Give me that!"

Baekhyun shoves a handful of popcorn in his mouth and chews.

Chanyeol lifts an eyebrow.

The movie begins rolling, so as Chanyeol's hand on top of Baekhyun's lap.

"What the hell," Baekhyun hushes, swatting away the persistent hand grinding against his thigh up and down. His eyes are focused on the english film he has no idea what's about. "Stop it!"

Chanyeol won't quit. Instead he latches his hand on top of Baekhhyun's crotch, just behind the tall box of cheese-flavored popcorn.

Baekhyun turns to him, "What do you want?"

Chanyeol's eyes are glinting naughty with lust, "That cute 5.5."

"Oh my god," Baekhyun lets out a long sigh, "Not in here. There's so many people!"

"I don't fucking care. They won't notice," Chanyeol whispers, now finding the zipper of Baekhyun's pants as he looks around the cinema, "Unless you make a noise, that is."

"W-why are you so c-cruel," Baekhyun shuts his eyes, throwing his head back helplessly when Chanyeol frees his flaccid dick from his briefs. Chanyeol gives the head a few slow strokes, making Baekhyun gasp. "Ah, I h-hate you so much!"

"Sssh, Baekhyun. You're being noisy," Chanyeol holds Baekhyun's cock, secretly thumbing the slit and feeling it grow harder inside his fist. He smirks and locks eyes with Baekhyun when he continues to jack him off very very slowly. "You like that?"

"N-no," Baekhyun answers, and a loud explosion arises from the movie, making the whole crowd gasp in time with Baekhyun's moan, "Ah! Just get on with it already... Faster..."

"Not too soon," Chanyeol leans closer to Baekhyun's seat and opens his mouth, "Feed me popcorn first. Aaah."

"Chanyeol, you fucker," Baekhyun mutters the curse under his breath and shoots the popcorn on Chanyeol's mouth anyway, "There!"

"Hey. I want the iced tea, too."

Baekhyun shoves the straw on Chanyeol's mouth so Chanyeol sucks on it with an obscene sound.

Baekhyun's dick twitches at that.

"Oh, shit. It's fully hard now," Chanyeol coos softly, eyeing Baekhyun's standing dick in the dark leaking with precum. Baekhyun looks like he is about to cry any minute, bearing his throbbing erection in between his legs. "You wanna come?"

Baekhyun nods furiously, "Y-yes..."

"But you can't make a mess here. What should we do?" Chanyeol teases, still playing with Baekhyun's poor cock. Baekhyun fidgets on his seat, sometimes thrusting his hips to that warm hand and sometimes clenching his legs together.

"C-condom," Baekhyun manages to say, gulping the lump inside his throat, "inside my bag..."

"Wow, you're really prepared, aren't you?"

"Just shut up and get it!" Baekhyun hisses.

Chanyeol grabs Baekhyun's bag and searches for the pockets, finding a sachet of condom inside. He tears the wrapper open using his teeth, and the lady beside him shoots him a judging stare.

He smiles sweetly at her, "Just a candy."

"Ahhh, shit," Baekhyun mutters when Chanyeol carefully slides the rubber on the head of his dripping cock. Chanyeol's fingertips are grazing against the sensitive skin and it pleasures him more. "M-my stuffed toy, Chanyeol sunbae... Hold it in place..."

Chanyeol fixes the stuffed corgi on top of Baekhyun's lap so it won't fall. It helps to cover what they're doing right now.

"Babe, how does it feel like wearing a condom?" Chanyeol asks, just to humiliate Baekhyun who's now blushing hard on his seat. "Does it feel great having this thing wrapped around your cock?"

Baekhyun reddens even more. "Sh-shut up..."

"Too bad you can't use it to fuck an ass," Chanyeol says, fitting the condom halfway on his dick so that there's space to shoot his load inside. "You can come now. Here, I'll hold it for you."

Gunshots and helicopters emerge on the screen, and Baekhyun in time comes hard into the condom with a restrained moan and cry. He buries his face against Chanyeol's chest as he orgasms, so Chanyeol hugs him close and caresses his back gently.

"It's okay. The dog won't die," Chanyeol mutters when some of the viewers turn to look curiously at them," "It's just a movie."

"I didn't understand anything about the movie," Baekhyun says when the lights go off, signalling the show is over. All he did after Chanyeol gave him a handjob was stare blankly at the screen. He fell asleep on Chanyeol's shoulder with cheese powder messed on the side of his lips. "I only wasted money."

"Well, I had so much fun," Chanyeol shrugs, smiling. "Watching you getting flustered inside the cinema is very interesting."

"I'm not going to the movies with you ever again!" Baekhyun yells, "This is why I don't ask you to go out on a date often, Chanyeol sunbae." He slits his eyes meticulously. "You only think about sexual stuff whenever you're with me."

"Says the one who didn't like it."

"Well I---" Baekhyun trails off, "I didn't say I hated it! I-it's just!" He clears his throat. "I just felt embarrassed..."

Chanyeol's laugh is like music to his ears but still, Chanyeol is so evil for making him feel humiliated. Who gets jacked off in a cinema packed with people and throwing the used condom in the empty popcorn box afterwards?

"You are so nasty," Baekhyun says, Chanyeol is still guffawing at him like he's gonna lose his breath. He is even hitting his abused arm as he laughs nonstop, "Stop laughing! It's not funny!"

"Fine, fine. I'm not gonna laugh anymore," Chanyeol says, slinging an arm around Baekhyun who is attempting to push him away as they head out of the cinema.

Chanyeol sees a familiar person among the crowd, so the expression on his face suddenly changes. His eyes turn dull and the smile on his face immediately wears off.

That person locks eyes with him.

"I have to go the toilet," Chanyeol says, then he quickly tears his gaze away to look at Baekhyun beside him, "Stay here and wait for me, okay?"

Baekhyun clutches the hem of his coat, "I'm coming with you!"

Chanyeol sits Baekhyun down the bench and looks straight into his eyes, "I won't take long, I'll just take a dump."

Baekhyun nods, but the look Chanyeol is giving him is unconvincing.

"Chanyeol sunbae!"

Chanyeol turns around.

"The toilet is on that way," Baekhyun says, pointing at the opposite direction, chuckling at him.

"Oh, right. I forgot," Chanyeol says while he rubs his head, then he turns around and runs towards it.

Baekhyun grins, and when he feels a gentle tap on his shoulder, he looks up. A warm smile welcomes him before the guy calls his name.

Chanyeol waits until Baekhyun's attention is fully diverted, before he looks down and hides his face.

Then he silently leaves.

*

"W-wait, what's happening?"

Luhan follows with his eyes the men coming in and out of their apartment carrying stuff. He just got home from his part-time job, and now he's seeing people taking their things and putting them in the truck.

"Careful, that's fragile!" Kyungsoo yells when the man carries his box of kitchen utensils and porcelain cups.

"Babe, what's with this whole scene?" Luhan asks worriedly. His eyes widen in shock when one guy takes his box of sex toys, "Did the landlord kick us out!? But we just paid the rent yesterday! Does Jongin know this already?! Oh my god, I have to call him! We must do something!"

"Luhan."

"No, Kyungsoo! We can't live in the streets!"

Kyungsoo sighs deeply, putting a hand on Luhan's shoulder to stop him from fidgeting. "Calm down, we're not being forced to leave."

Luhan turns to look at him, "What do you mean?"

Kyungsoo looks at their small place, smiling a soft but sad smile.

"We're moving out."

"What?"

He looks at him, "I said, we're moving out."

Luhan looks confused, "But we've been living here for so long. Why all of a sudden?"

"Don't you want a bigger place? You told me you wanted a swimming pool, right? And a large garden with many flowers?"

Jongin is completely right, Luhan is gonna cry when he hears this. Seeing his face crumpling as he cries makes Kyungsoo want to burst out in tears, too.

"No, I don't fucking want them," Luhan sobs, rubbing his eyes, "I only want to stay here. We have lots of memories here!"

"I know, but we're just vacating this apartment for now. We can always come back anytime we want."

"But why do we need to move out in the first place?" Luhan asks, "I know the landlord's being tight on us but that's not the reason, right? Tell me why!"

"I can't tell you right now, okay?"

"But why!"

"We need to do this," Kyungsoo says, and he feels the first tear rolling down his cheek so he quickly wipes it away, "We can't leave him alone. We should be there with him until the right time comes."

"Who?" Luhan asks, furrowing his brows, "I don't understand..."

"You'll find out soon," Kyungsoo says, tapping his back and pushing him inside their shared bedroom "For now, go get your things and pack up. Jongin's already there waiting for us."

"Where!?"

"At our new home," Kyungsoo says, smiling wistfully, "I'm sure you're gonna love it."

*

"W-what are you doing here?"

Baekhyun feels panic. He quickly glances around him, checking if Chanyeol has gone out of the toilet, before looking at Sehun in front of him.

"You shouldn't be here!"

"Baekhyun, I've been waiting for days. It's the fifth day today and I'm leaving tomorrow," Sehun says, holding Baekhyun's elbow like he's almost begging. "We agreed to see each other in three days, right? Did you forget about it?"

"No... But..." Baekhyun sighs, yanking Sehun's hand away and not looking at his eyes, "Just go, Sehun. If you wanna say something to me, you could just message me. I can't right now, Chanyeol sunbae is with me and I can't be seen with you..."

"Chanyeol is not with you. He left."

Baekhyun looks at him, "I'm not kidding with you." He stands up and tugs his own arm, turning around. "Have a safe flight tomorrow."

"Go check that bathroom. I'm not kidding either. He's not in there."

The moment Baekhyun opens the last cubicle of the bathroom, his heart sinks inside his chest finding it empty. Looking around still feeling disbelief, he calls Chanyeol's name.

"Chanyeol sunbae! Stop hiding, okay!"

Sehun ducks his head and sighs. "Check your phone."

Instantly, Baekhyun's phone beeps to Chanyeol's text. He opens the message right away and reads it.

Baekhyun, my mother is suspecting we left together so I headed back first. I'll see you at home tonight.

"See, I already told you he left."

"What's happening? How did you know I'm here?" Baekhyun asks in confusion, "How did you know that Chanyeol sunbae left and how did you know he's sending me this text!?"

Sehun avoids eye contact, "I'll tell you everything so just come with me."

It's the same coffee shop and the same drinks that they had when they first met here in New York several days ago. But the air feels different and heavy, Baekhyun can tell, like something is gonna happen his heart will never be prepared to face.

"I lied," Sehun says after a long agonizing silence, still not looking at Baekhyun, "About the reason why I came here."

Baekhyun keeps quiet.

"The thesis here, the seminar, they're all not true," Sehun confesses, "I just made them up as an excuse to see you..."

"Sehun---"

"...and an excuse to meet Chanyeol."

Baekhyun's eyes widen, "What... what are you trying to say?"

Sehun stirs his coffee and takes a small sip on it. Baekhyun is waiting for him to speak with bated-breath inside his lungs.

"I came all the way here to give you this," Sehun says, bringing out an A4-sized sealed envelope. His fingers don't want to let go of it but he knows he needs to, although his heart feels like being pierced repeatedly, "Please don't open it unless you are with Chanyeol."

Baekhyun takes the envelope, "W-what is it?"

"I didn't look because it's for you," Sehun says, "But I think I already know what's inside..."

"Tell me," Baekhyun says, "Have you met Chanyeol sunbae first before meeting me?"

Sehun is hesitant, but he tells him his answer.

"Yes."

"But why? What are you hiding from me!?" Baekhyun blurts out, "What are you planning to do? Why do you have to do that!?"

"Because he deserves to know first," Sehun says, clenching his fist together, "And he asked us a big favor I can never refuse to."

"I don't fucking understand!" Baekhyun cries, "Just say it to me!" He sobs. "I'm scared! I don't want this, whatever it is!" He pounds on the table. "Please... Just tell me everything I need to know... You're my best friend, right?"

"I already told you, Jongin's my new best friend now," Sehun forces out a short laugh, yet deep inside he is hurting like a bitch. He stands up and leaves a couple of bills on the table, "I'll see you in two months. I'll wait for you."

That is when his visa expires.

"Sehun, wait!" Baekhyun calls, but Sehun has already left out of the shop.

He knows he can still chase after Sehun but Baekhyun chooses not to. His feet won't move on their spot, and his heart is too afraid to find out what's gonna happen next.

Baekhyun stares at the white envelope on the table. He picks it up, flipping it over.

It reads Korea.

*

"Mr. Park?"

Chanyeol stops his father by grabbing his arm, so that he's the one standing to head inside Doctor Philip's office. The older looks at his son, not saying anything but his gaze worrying.

"Mr. Chanyeol Park?" the nurse repeats.

"I told you it's for me," Chanyeol says, then he proceeds to the follow the nurse inside. Sungjin takes a seat at the lobby and crosses his legs while he waits for him to come out.

"What did he tell you?"

"Just three more and it's over," Chanyeol answers, brushing his fringe with his hand. They both take the elevator, Chanyeol crumpling the receipt and label of the white bottle and discarding them in the process. He hands it to the older. "Dad, put this inside your bag. I don't want you forgetting it again."

Sungjin gets it anyway. "Why didn't you take that boy with you this time?"

"You ask about him more often than your own son," Chanyeol says with a sigh as he presses ground floor. "I'll drive us home tonight."

Silence fills the air before the father speaks.

"No. I'll drive us home tonight."

"Baekhyun didn't do anything if that's what you're worried about," Chanyeol says, before he looks away, "I won't get out of hand, I promise."

"You skipped a session."

"I got sick."

"You insolent child," Sungjin says, sighing in defeat.

Chanyeol side-eyes him, "Since when have you been concerned over me?"

"Since that day," Sungjin says, "I heard you cry when you came out of your mother's vagina."

"Fuck, that is so gross," Chanyeol mutters with a laugh while shaking his head.

"Says the one who sucks that 5.5."

Chanyeol rolls his eyes at him. "Shut up."

They reach the parking area of the hospital. Chanyeol presses the button of the remote and finds the beeping sound coming from his car. His father opens the door first and gets in the backseat, meanwhile Chanyeol goes straight to the driver's seat.

The faint music from the car radio is interrupted by Sungjin's voice saying something about a boy. Chanyeol comes slowly into a halt as he gently steps on the brakes, looking at the side mirror to check what his father is talking about.

"He looks sad."

"Please don't say anything when he gets in," Chanyeol mutters as he gets off the car and positions at the backseat, so that his father would take the wheel instead.

Sungjin honks at Baekhyun walking alone at the side of the street to gain his attention. Hearing the noise, Baekhyun looks up and sees Chanyeol's car parked at the side of the road.

"Chanyeol sunbae?" Baekhyun says, confusion written all over his face when the window of the backseat slides down to reveal Chanyeol inside. "W-why are you here? I thought you already went home?"

"Yeah, I did, but Dad asked me to come with him to the hospital to pick up his meds," Chanyeol says, then he pushes the door of the backseat open, "Get in, we're already heading home."

Hesitantly and looking skeptically at Chanyeol, Baekhyun gets in the car beside the male. He gets a mini-heart attack seeing Chanyeol's father at the driver's seat.

He nods shyly at the rear-view mirror as a greeting.

"But why is he the one driving," Baekhyun whispers, "How can you be this inconsiderate to your Dad?"

"He likes to do it so I just let that old man do whatever he wanted," Chanyeol says, "I apologize for leaving so soon. Did you watch another movie? You took a while to follow."

Baekhyun balls his fists on top of his lap, "Stop pretending you didn't know." He shoots him a glare. "You have to explain about lots of things, Chanyeol sunbae."

"Well, that seems serious," Chanyeol casually says with a shrug, but Baekhyun doesn't falter, "Fine. I'll give you all my attention tonight. How's that sound?"

Baekhyun releases the breath he's been holding inside his chest and cuddles closer to Chanyeol. He rests his head on that broad chest, before wrapping his arms around Chanyeol's waist like a koala. He closes his eyes and basks in Chanyeol's warmth.

Mr. Park lowkey peeks at them, then he proceeds on driving like nothing is happening at the back.

"Can I stay like this for a while?"

"You seem really tired today," Chanyeol says, soothing Baekhyun's back affectionately. "You okay?"

Baekhyun nods his head against his shirt, "Mm-hm."

"You wanna eat out for dinner?"

Baekhyun shakes his head quietly.

"How about some ice cream?"

Baekhyun shakes his head again.

"What do you want then?" Chanyeol asks, sighing.

"Please turn off the lights," Baekhyun mumbles, before he tugs Chanyeol's collar so that he can whisper close to Chanyeol's ear, "And then give me a kiss."

"A kiss?"

"Yeah."

"Where do you want it?"

"Uhm, on my cheek.... And on my forehead, and on my eyes, and on my nose... Oh! And on my lips, too."

"But that's too many..."

"Please...?"

"Disgusting," Sungjin mutters to himself with a headshake, seeing Baekhyun clinging to Chanyeol's neck, "But cute."

*

To be continued.