*

"Let's take a picture together!"

Chanyeol covers his face with his palm so when Baekhyun snaps the camera of his phone, he only ends up taking a photo of himself smiling and Chanyeol with his face blocked with his hand.

"Aw, you're no fun," Baekhyun deadpans, pouting down at his phone and thinking whether to delete it or not. He looks good in this photo, though. "Your good looks are such a waste if you're not gonna take pictures of it!"

"I don't wanna be exposed in your Instagram," Chanyeol says, rolling his eyes as he threads his hair using his fingers. "If you want a picture of me then you could just tell me. I could willingly pose for you. Naked."

Baekhyun's ears grow hot. He kicks a scattered stone he sees on the ground while they walk side by side. "B-but it's not for me! It's for our friends back in Seoul."

"Give me your phone, then," Chanyeol says, then he smirks a little.

"LOOK, KYUNGSOO! I'm so fucking jealous!!! Aaaahhh!!!"

Kyungsoo almost drops the cup of instant noodles he is holding because of Luhan's high-pitched cry. Before sitting beside his boyfriend, he kicks Luhan's sticking butt occupying his space on the couch.

"This is Instagram feed goals, I swear!"

"What the hell is your problem?"

"Look, Baekhyun is having the time of his life, that little bitch!" Luhan says, thrusting his phone on Kyungsoo's face. He scrolls on the aesthetic photos one by one. "Brooklyn Bridge? Central Park? Time Square? Coney Island? You name it! He's getting his ass all around New York. When would I ever?"

"Give me that." Kyungsoo steals the phone from Luhan's hand after he slurps his noodles, reading the caption of Baekhyun's latest post in a flat tone:

"I am not the same, having seen the sunset on the other side of the world."

A picture of Baekhyun in Brooklyn Bridge Park is posted, the breathtaking orange sunset is behind him while he faces the camera, smiling at Chanyeol. Chanyeol's hand is shown in the frame, gently tucking the stray hair behind his ear.

"Fuck, this looks damn romantic and I hate it," Kyungsoo mutters, glaring at the picture as he double taps the heart button furiously. "I'm annoyed and jealous at the same time."

"I know right!" Luhan says, crossing his arms over his chest. "He's purposely making us feel envious of him just because he has a rich boyfriend. I hate Baekhyun!"

"Such a pity we only have a poor one."

"At least Jongin has a big cock," Luhan shrugs. "But I bet Chanyeol still has bigger cock."

They both share a laugh.

The door clicks, indicating that someone has just arrived.

"I'm home..."

"Hi, Jongin! How's your day?" Luhan greets his boyfriend who has just arrived with drooped shoulders. Jongin aimlessly throws his bag on the floor, dragging his feet lazily into the kitchen to get some water.

"Babe! You need to see this!"

Kyungsoo only looks at Jongin and sighs.

"Stalking Baekhyun's Instagram again?" Jongin says, his voice is laced with exhaustion and a little bit of annoyance. He gulps his water and heads to their small living room.

"I'm not stalking him, okay? I'm just looking through his photos."

"You look like you're in a bad mood," Kyungsoo says, watching Jongin rubbing his palm across his face. "Wait. Let me guess what happened."

But before Jongin could talk, Luhan butts in.

"Jongin, take me to a place like this." He points at Baekhyun's picture with the Statue of Liberty. "I wanna experience too how it feels like to travel abroad and go to beautiful places. Baekhyun's so lucky, though! Chanyeol's spoiling him too much!"

"Yeah?" Jongin laughs, albeit forced. "Where'd you wanna go?"

"Paris! Let's see Eiffel Tower together, the three of us," Luhan says, his eyes forming hearts. Jongin laughs nervously while Kyungsoo has his eyebrow lifted.

"Sure, I'll take you there," Jongin says. "Let's go to Paris."

"Really?"

"Tch. He can't even take us to a nice restaurant to eat how much more in a place like Paris," Kyungsoo groans, side-eyeing Jongin. "How I wish he could just take home meat for dinner and not always this fucking instant noodles."

"I'm trying my best, okay?" Jongin says, restraining himself not to raise his voice. "I got four part-time jobs now and---" He stops when he remembers something recently. "Well uh, I got fired this morning from that convenience store across the university so I only got three jobs now."

"You got fired again?" Kyungsoo asks, Luhan hides behind his phone quietly, realizing the war is about to start, yet again. "Why am I even surprised. It's your like, I don't know? Eighth part-time job for this semester already."

"It's not my fault that some costumers are fucking hitting on me," Jongin retorts back, "I can't just stay put while they grope my ass or rub their tits against my back!"

"So it's my fault, then?" Kyungsoo says. "I already told you that I'm gonna help you with our expenses in this house, but you don't want me to get a part-time job."

"No. That time I took you from your family and started living with you, I swore to God that I won't let you work, Kyungsoo. I can handle this stuff. All you need to do is study well."

"And starve to death while we sleep on the streets because the rent's due is tomorrow," Kyungsoo says, putting a hand on his hip. Jongin opens his mouth to talk back but he doesn't come up with any, so he just shuts up.

"You talk like you're some son of a rich family to handle money matters on your own," Kyungsoo says. "You can't even stay in one part-time job for a month."

Jongin clenches his fist.

"Well. I'm sorry I'm not like Chanyeol!" he yells angrily, "I'm not like that anymore after I left home! I can't give you things that you want, I can't buy you delicious food and take you overseas to travel. I'm now just a poor guy with nothing to brag about!"

"And who told you to be like Chanyeol!?" Kyungsoo raises his voice that has Luhan flinching on his seat. "I just want you to see our situation clearly, not to fucking pity yourself!"

"Kyungsoo, enough... Please, don't yell at him," Luhan says, hugging Kyungsoo's waist and pulling him down to sit in attempt to calm him. This is the third time for the week that he argued with Jongin. "Jongin must be tired... Don't get mad at him."

Kyungsoo doesn't answer as he shoots a piercing glare at Jongin.

"Babe, get some rest, Kyungsoo doesn't mean what he said," Luhan tells Jongin, trying to cheer up the atmosphere. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have looked at Baekhyun's photos..."

Jongin takes a deep breath and walks out with heavy steps, slamming the door of their bedroom shut.

Kyungsoo massages his throbbing temples and throws the pillow on the floor. "That jerk! Argh!"

*

"Until when are you planning to stand there?"

Jongin must've realized that he's been spacing out in front of their house for a while now. Sehun gives him a questioning look, raising his shoulders.

"Just go inside. Kyungsoo's probably not mad anymore. You won't end up sleeping on the streets tonight after all."

"Thanks dude, really," Jongin says, smiling sheepishly at his friend and giving his back a light tap. "I actually don't wanna accept it because I'm embarrassed but I honestly need money right now so... I promise to pay you back as soon as I get my paycheck."

"Fine, fine. It doesn't matter as long as you pay me twice the amount plus the interest," Sehun jokes with a wave of his hand to discard the topic away. Jongin won't stop mentioning about paying him back quickly ever since he handed him the money he needed which he initially rejected. Sehun already knows even before Jongin could ask him, that his friend needed some cash.

So as a good friend that he is, although knowing Jongin has a pride to keep, he still lent him a reasonable amount of money.

"I love you, Sehun."

"Fuck, I'm cringing to death," Sehun mutters with a disgusted look on his face. The other male heartily laughs and clings playfully on his arm while muttering trails of thanks, so Sehun shoves him away with a kick on the butt.

"I'm leaving now. Baekhyun's probably waiting so I need to go home."

"All right," Jongin answers, waving his hand, "Just be careful Chanyeol won't catch you jacking off on cam while you video chat with Baekhyun---"

Sehun throws him an empty can of soda, hitting him on the head. "Ouch!"

Rubbing his hurting head, he types in the passcode of their apartment door while he toes off his shoes. He clutches the envelope inside his coat containing money with a smile on his lips, imagining the happy looks on his boyfriends' faces. It will be enough for the three month's rent. They can still buy meat for dinner, too. He only has to think of other ways to pay Sehun the money he borrowed but that doesn't matter right now.

Jongin is about to announce I'm home! when he hears faint laughters coming from the living room.

His beginning reaction is to hide, furrowing his eyebrows as he tilts his head, recalling if they have an expected visitor while eavesdropping at their conversation.

"We're heading out now. Take care of yourself and call us if you need anything."

"Thanks, I'll take you outside."

Jongin stumbles to his feet that he almost falls, hearing the footsteps getting closer to the door. He quickly hides himself behind their neigbhor's wall, seeing a man and a woman coming out of their apartment followed by Kyungsoo and Luhan. He patiently waits until the visitors enter their car, and until his boyfriends return inside their home before he gets out of his hiding place.

Like he never saw anything, he enters their apartment. Kyungsoo and Luhan didn't even notice his arrival as they are busy happily rummaging into the shopping bags scattered all over their living room.

The smile on his face suddenly wears off.

"It's quite amusing how the landlord immediately stopped yelling at us after your Dad showed him a blank cheque," Luhan giggles as he takes out a white box from a paperbag and reveals a new pair of sneakers, "He was drooling like a retard."

"He's gonna be nice to us from now on."

"I hope so," Luhan hums, "Hey, baby, I like the color of your Mom's lipstick by the way. I was dying to ask where she bought it, though."

"I'm sorry if I didn't tell them about our relationship."

"Nah, it's fine. At least I got some new clothes," Luhan says excitedly, "You could tell them the truth next time."

"Okay, I will," Kyungsoo laughs. He starts cleaning up the mess Luhan made. "Hey, those are Jongin's. The blue one is yours."

At the mention of his name, Jongin decides to broadcast his existence by roughly clearing his throat. That does the work, as Kyungsoo and Luhan is turning to look at him in recognition.

"You're home," Kyungsoo says, and he's smiling with his eyes like Jongin and him didn't get into a heated argument last night.

It doesn't make Jongin happy at all.

"What do you wanna eat for dinner? I'll cook it for you." Kyungsoo travels into the kitchen, opening the fridge. Jongin can see how full it is now compared to yesterday. "Luhan and I already ate outside. I didn't wanna bother you on your part-time job that's why I didn't call you."

They already paid the rent, they have groceries and food for a month, his boyfriends got new stuff, but still. Why does it make him feel like a complete fool?

Like he is one, useless person?

"Did you ask your father to pay the rent and buy you clothes?"

"No, he offered to do it," Kyungsoo answers. "And I couldn't refuse him. I'm his son after all."

Jongin laughs a dry humorless one. "You should've trusted and waited for me." The money in his pocket feels heavy all of a sudden and it makes his heart break. "Do you think I can't pay the rent and buy you clothes? Why do you need to do this, Kyungsoo?"

Kyungsoo doesn't answer as if he's not hearing anything.

"Do my efforts matter to you?"

"Reheat the chicken. I got your favorite seasoning in it."

Kyungsoo goes inside the other room opposite to their bedroom and closes the door with a click. Jongin tears his gaze away, pressing his lips into a thin line. He fights back the urge to tear up at the moment.

He feels two pairs of arms gently hugging his back so he looks behind him, seeing Luhan. He sighs tiredly, before he faces his boyfriend who offers him a tiny smile.

"Jongin."

"Hm?"

"Do you want to do it with me?"

Jongin peels off the condom after he comes inside it. He throws it into the trash bin, still slightly panting for his breath due to his high. He leans down on the bed with Luhan underneath him, using both of his arms to trap the male inside. Luhan smiles into the warm kiss as he tastes Jongin's lips by his tongue.

"Are you still upset?"

Jongin sits beside him in his naked being, running his fingers through his fringe. Luhan turns to the right to face him and the blanket covering his bare shoulders slightly falls down.

"Am I not as good as Kyungsoo?"

"Don't say that," Jongin mutters, "You're the best in everything you do."

"I guess this is the best that I can do," Luhan says, "To make you feel good and to stay by your side."

"Thanks, I really need it."

"I'm sorry if I can't do anything to help," Luhan says, looking away. He clutches the sheets, "Kyungsoo can see that, how you tire yourself every day and night, how you barely got time to dance and play games because of your part-time jobs. He doesn't want you to work hard too much so he got help from his parents."

A moment of silence before Jongin speaks.

"I borrowed money from Sehun to settle the rent. But I guess I have to return it now."

"Just because you're the top doesn't mean you should be responsible of everything," Luhan says. He scoots closer to Jongin and rests his head above his strong lap. "Chanyeol, he may be like that but he depends on Baekhyun so much." He looks up to him, staring at his expressive eyes. "Just like that, you can depend on us and ask for help whenever you need to."

Jongin smiles softly at that remark.

"I'm gonna reheat the chicken. Stay here."

Luhan chuckles teasingly, throwing the bottle of lube at Jongin's nude butt when his boyfriend stands up. "You're gonna need that."

*

"It was kind of burnt but I managed to eat it all."

Kyungsoo slowly turns to the voice, and a short hiccup escapes his mouth seeing Jongin leaning against the door frame of the room. His eyes widen so he turns his back again and quickly rubs his wet cheeks glossed with tears.

"I thought you were already sleeping..."

"Luhan fell asleep earlier so I decided to step out for a bit."

Kyungsoo wipes his reddish nose with a tissue, peeking at the mirror in front of him. Jongin catches him looking so he averts his sight quickly, clenching his fists.

He doesn't wanna have a late night LQ with Jongin right now.

"What do you want?"

"Did you cry?" Jongin asks, and the tone of his voice suddenly makes Kyungsoo's heart soft. He can't be fragile right now. His weak heart won't take it.

Carefully, Jongin steps closer and takes a seat on the edge of the bed.

"Hyung, I'm sorry."

"For what," Kyungsoo mutters, keeping his tears again at bay. It's been a while ever since he heard Jongin call him hyung and it sends strong emotions into his chest. "Why are you apologizing?"

"For being such a jerk... And for giving you such a hard time."

"It was me who gave you a hard time. My nagging must've pressured you a lot," Kyungsoo mumbles, "I admit I didn't consider what you'd feel... So I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, too."

"Okay."

Jongin bursts out a little laugh and Kyungsoo's lips curve into a tiny smile. Jongin inches closer to the smaller male until they are sitting face to face, looking into each other's eyes.

"Uhm."

"What is it?"

Jongin leans down and presses his lips gently on Kyungsoo's mouth, kissing him with all the love he has for the other male. Kyungsoo stays still, then he slowly lifts his neck up to return Jongin's slow kisses and warm breaths into his lips.

"If I've hurt your pride, I want to apologize," Kyungsoo whispers, resting his forehead on top of Jongin's right shoulder.

"It's okay. I became emotional too," Jongin flashes his brightest smile, batting his eyelashes at his boyfriend. Kyungsoo clears his throat, trying not to break into a full grin.

"So..."

"So?"

"I want to make up to you," Jongin says.

"Come here, then," Kyungsoo replies.

Jongin comes closer.

"Lie on the bed."

He does what he's been told, obediently lying on the bed while Kyungsoo stands beside him. He only looks up waiting, when Kyungsoo leans down to his face, his mouth inches away from his lips. Then he whispers:

"Fuck me."

*

"Fuck me."

Startled, Chanyeol stirs from his half-sleep half-awake state, hearing Baekhyun's voice all of a sudden in the middle of the quiet night. He rubs his eyes, reaching for the lampshade to flick it on.

Shifting on the bed, he gets up slightly and looks beside him, seeing Baekhyun peacefully sleeping with his mouth hanging open. Drool trickles on the side of his lips which Chanyeol doesn't bother to wipe as he only stares at his lover's angelic but idiotic face sleeping like that.

"Tch. You must've enjoyed it a lot, spending the whole weekend with me while my parents are gone out of town."

Baekhyun is muttering puppy noises under his breath and still, Chanyeol never gets sick of it.

"You even dream of me fucking you," he whispers teasingly, leaning down close to Baekhyun's parted lips, "I'm suddenly curious about your dream, Baekhyun. Say, should I fuck you now while you were sleeping?"

Baekhyun suddenly grabs Chanyeol's ear and pinches it while he snores soundly as he sleeps.

"FUCK!"

Then he releases it, turning his back away to continue his slumber.

"He's creepy when he sleeps."

Chanyeol sees the list Baekhyun made on top of the bedside table so he gets it, unfolding the paper.

"So fucking childish." he shakes his head with a laugh, yet he gets a pen from his drawer and uncaps it using his teeth. "Let's see what we got here."

Then he starts crossing them one by one.

Baekhyun's List! (Final Draft)

D̶o̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶k̶i̶n̶k̶y̶ ̶r̶o̶l̶e̶p̶l̶a̶y̶!̶ ̶>̶<̶

S̶t̶r̶o̶l̶l̶ ̶a̶r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶ ̶N̶e̶w̶ ̶Y̶o̶r̶k̶!

T̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶p̶i̶c̶t̶u̶r̶e̶s̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶C̶h̶a̶n̶y̶e̶o̶l̶ ̶s̶u̶n̶b̶a̶e̶.̶ ̶(̶T̶h̶o̶u̶g̶h̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶m̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶t̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶p̶i̶c̶t̶u̶r̶e̶s̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶i̶n̶g̶!̶)̶

"Why the fuck is he so cute."

Chanyeol silently reads the next thing on the list, causing a smile to form on his lips.

"Well, now I have a reason to get my car keys back."

Learn how to drive a car with Chanyeol sunbae.

*

To be continued.