Chanyeol entered the bar with his friend, Kyungsoo. The first thing Chanyeol had thought when his friend had introduced the idea of going to this place was the classic 'a blonde walks into a bar' joke, specifically the one from The Breakfast Club. They occupied two stools, and Kyungsoo waved over the bartender. Chanyeol slumped over the counter and rested his arms against the glass.

"What can I get you two young fellas?" The bartender asked, pressing his palms against the glass.

"Be-" Kyungsoo was cut short when Chanyeol briskly answered, "Champagne."

Kyungsoo glanced at Chanyeol, who was still bent forwards. "Isn't that too formal for our situa-" He barely stopped himself, taking a gulp of saliva. "A bit too formal for a bar?''

Chanyeol shot him a questioning glance. "As if beer is any better. Plus, you can never go wrong with champagne," Chanyeol said as he waved off the bartender, content with his decision. Let's see them try and water down this drink.

Kyungsoo shook his head as he patted Chanyeol's back. "Stop slouching, your spine will be stuck like that forever," he laughed wholeheartedly. He was used to being a quiet guy, but he felt like he had to say something in order to change the mood. He had no doubt Chanyeol's anxiety was devouring his stomach to the point he felt like vomiting; for there is always someone out there who will understand how you are feeling, and Kyungsoo smiled at the thought of healing his friend.

Chanyeol straightened his posture. Whether his back was as straight as a pole or as twisted as the illusion he had with Jirim, he sure as hell didn't feel young, but he did it so Kyungsoo would stop bothering him. Take a glance at his face and you can already see creases forming across his forehead and the bags underneath his eyes. He's experienced too much heartbreak that a guy his age should endure. He felt so old as if he should be dead, buried underground along with fellow rotting skeletons, who were once human. With people who lived different lives but shared the same destiny; death.

"Moscato," Chanyeol called out to the bartender, putting on one of his practiced smiles.

"Oh, you like sweet things? How about some dessert?" the bartender winked as he responded, grabbing a white bottle behind him.

Chanyeol seemed to catch on. "No, I'm good. My friend here already promised me I might walk out with a treat, didn't you, Kyungsoo?" Chanyeol glared at his friend.

"Uh, I did?" Kyungsoo smiled nervously, raising his nails to his teeth and biting at them.

"I'm just messing with you," Chanyeol gave a low chuckle. "You barely say anything."

"I'm not- I mean... I guess," Kyungsoo looked down at his other hand. "I just thought you would have fun here, no?" He felt defeated, he knew not what to say or do, but to nod his head in agreement, for apparently he was useless.

"Oh, why wouldn't I have fun? There's a lot of single pretty women here wearing tight dresses, or who knows, maybe they have a husband they don't want us knowing about, and oh, this place has a shitton of alcohol, so of course I'll have fun at this place," Chanyeol said, observing Kyungsoo's nervous face. "If I drink enough, I can forget about Jirim for a bit, right Kyungsoo? Have some fun." His tone was poison, and his smile nauseating.

"Chanyeol," Kyungsoo said. "Do you want to go? I can tell you obviously don't want to be here." He slipped off the stool, waiting for his friend to do the same. He felt intoxicated by the sour aura flowing off his friend.

The bartender stood baffled with two crystal glasses full of sparkling wine. "You guys leaving?"

"No, Kyungsoo. We're staying right? Let's enjoy the night, it's young," Chanyeol concluded as he stretched his hand out for his drink and took a sip. "Extraordinary." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Kyungsoo sat back down in awe as he saw Chanyeol take another swig of his drink until the glass was empty. "You're right, Kyungsoo," Chanyeol murmured as he gently placed the cup down. "Something stronger. Whiskey."

Kyungsoo shook his head as he signaled to the bartender to come over. He no longer wanted to be here; he made a mistake. "Beer, please." He looked over at his tall friend slouched over the counter, who was pouting, "That's not what I wanted." Kyungsoo ignored him. "Here, have my drink then," he slid over his own sparkling wine; knowing he was the beholder of his friend's misery this night, the thought devouring his conscious with distress.

Chanyeol glanced down at the drink and then up at Kyungsoo, then back down. He shrugged before gulping it down, and took another breath afterwards. "Very extraordinary."

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"Is he looking at me?" Baekhyun asked Kai, trying to look out of the corner of his eye. He was not the least bit surprised someone was checking him out, but at the same time he couldn't help himself from containing his smile.

Kai glanced over Baekhyun's shoulder to find a brunette staring profoundly at them. The man's hand enveloped a nearly empty beer bottle, only for his friend to try and grab it from him. "That's enough," he managed to hear his friend say. The brunette replied with something along the lines of, "Suck... Mother's..."

"Oh God," Baekhyun laughed, covering his mouth with his palm. "I can tell he's a comedian just from hearing him." He ran his fingers through his hair, boosting up his confidence.

Kai smiled. "Maybe. But to answer your question, he was definitely looking at you."

"Oh, really? Did I mess up my hair?" Baekhyun asked playfully, pulling his fingers out.

"Nope," Kai shook his head. "It's as perfect as always." Baekhyun glanced down, blushing as a response.

"You know, I think he likes you," Kai added.

"What makes you think that?" Baekhyun asked, his cheeks becoming a vivid pink.

"He looked away for a second, but now his eyes are on you again," Kai explained, glancing back at Chanyeol to observe some more.

"Who's to say he's not eyeing you?" Baekhyun asked as he rested his chin on his palm.

"I looked over at him. If he was really interested in me we would have made eye contact." Kai glanced down as he said this. He wasn't upset about a guy not liking him, for he was clearly a heterosexual man.

"Oh, what's wrong, he finally look at you?" Baekhyun teased.

"No, it's actually his buddy. I don't like the look though," Kai explained as he faked a frightened expression.

"What?" Baekhyun decided to finally turn around only to find two men looking over at them. One was a rather tall brunette who seemed drunk just by his form and the other was a black-haired male with a piercing glare, who reverted his gaze now that he noticed Baekhyun looking at him.

"Yeah, it's like he's angry at us," Baekhyun laughed as he turned back to Kai, though he felt a bit uncomfortable. "The other guy is actually pretty handsome though."

"He's no Han Ye-seul."

"He's a guy, Kai."

"Still," Kai let out a small chuckle.

Baekhyun sighed. "I don't know what to do," he said, a huge smile creeping along his lips. "He's really hot."

"Go suck his dick then," Kai suggested, shrugging his shoulders. Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "Sure, why not."

Kai scoffed, smiling, as Baekhyun got up and walked confidently over to Chanyeol, who looked at his beer bottle the entire time. His walk was only a muse, for he felt anxious and as if eyes were all over him. He was never desperate enough to make the first move. "Hey."

Chanyeol cleared his throat. "Mm, ye-yeah?" He blushed furiously. Kyungsoo looked at Baekhyun and gave him an ear-to-ear grin. Suddenly Baekhyun felt more comfortable around the two males. "You mind if I sit down?" Baekhyun asked, though he didn't wait for Chanyeol to answer.

"This is-" Chanyeol cut himself off with a laugh, and Baekhyun managed to smell a huge hangover in store for him. Kyungsoo stopped himself from laughing.

Baekhyun placed a hand on Chanyeol's shoulder. "What is it, big boy?" At this, Kyungsoo's eyes widened and he proceeded to act uninterested to the conversation, spinning the ice cubes around from his own glass cup. He could only imagine what was running through Chanyeol's mind.

To much like Kyungsoo's surprise, Chanyeol's brain was total chaos, and words seemed to be thrown around his mind. A thread of words came out of his mouth like a rushing river. "It's just... you're really pretty, but I mean, my vision really sucks right now so I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up in the bed of a pedophile or something- I mean, not that we're gonna share a bed or anything... God, I'm sorry. I'm drunk."

Baekhyun laughed. He could tell right away this guy felt uneasy yet open to conversing. "Don't worry about it, except, you'd need to be a child for me to be a pedophile, no?"

Chanyeol smiled. "Yeah, no, of course. But like, my girl-, ex-girlfriend," he sighed, "always told me I was a child at heart." Baekhyun hummed in understanding.

"What she failed to say though was that I was a man in bed, but I guess some things don't need to be spoken," Chanyeol added, looking up at Baekhyun with a smirk, who was staring at him with surprised eyes. Chanyeol felt Kyungsoo turn his back to him.

Baekhyun scoffed. "Is that the alcohol talking?" He asked teasingly as he looked across his shoulder at Kai with a mouth agape.

"You'd have to come home with me to find out, wouldn't you?" Chanyeol said, brushing Baekhyun's hand. A puff of breath escaped Kyungsoo's lips.

Baekhyun tensed, but he showed no facial reaction to this. "But my friend Kai... He'd be lonely," Baekhyun explained.

Chanyeol thought a moment. "Don't worry! My friend Kyungsoo can take care of him," he said, smiling. "He's a shy one, but his broad smile can probably suck a dick real good." Kyungsoo's eyes jolted open and used his elbow to jab at Chanyeol's back, ''What the fuck?''

Baekhyun covered his mouth and laughed to his heart's content. "I'm sorry- it's just everything's way funnier when you're drunk," Baekhyun apologized as he quieted down, seeing the two males look at him. Little did he know they simply enjoyed his laugh. "I've never met quite a funny guy like you before," he added. Chanyeol laughed both with Baekhyun and at Kyungsoo's reaction; he felt a sense of freeness now, no longer trapped with his thoughts.

Chanyeol scratched his neck. "I wasn't really joking." Kyungsoo hopped off the stool. ''You know what? I'm going to the bathroom. Have fun."

The two males smiled at Kyungsoo as he left, then Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol at him. "So you were being serious then?" He asked. Chanyeol realized what his comment had sounded like. "Wait, no! Not like that! I mean, I said it as an inference, not like I experienced it myself! God, I'm stupid." Chanyeol covered his face with his palms.

"You're so cute when flustered. Makes me really want to fuck you."

Chanyeol licked his lips. "Uh, but, I uh, I'll be on top, right?" He blushed.

"I'll take it however I can, buddy."

Chanyeol smiled, wanting nothing else, but to leave and have fun with this mysterious stranger he was so weirdly attracted to. He glanced around, trying to find the restrooms. The lights were so bright, hurting his vision and brain. Why was Kyungsoo taking so long? "I-I can't. Kyu-Kyungsoo's my ride."

"Taxi," Baekhyun whispered. "Besides, my friend Kai will see us leaving, okay? He can tell your friend."

Chanyeol looked up and took in Baekhyun's warm smile. He trusted him. He didn't feel the need to ask him if he was even going to say goodbye to his friend, Kai. "Okay."

"Mm," Baekhyun hummed as he propped himself off the stool. "Let's go, daddy."

Chanyeol followed Baekhyun out. The bartender yelled something at him, but he didn't understand what he said. He felt dazed as Baekhyun called a taxi. As they waited for it to arrive, they stood a couple of feet apart from each other, both with hands in their pockets and glancing at the ground. The chilly wind felt like a paperclip to the warmness of their brains, for their nervousness was enough for them to forget the weather. Chanyeol wasn't completely sure what he was getting himself into, or where he was going.

All he knew is that he wouldn't spend another night alone in his bed, and that made him happy.