Title: Pink and Blue
Pairings: Chanyeol/Baekhyun, Sehun/Luhan, slight!BaekHan
Rating: M
Genre: Smut, Fluff

Warning: Underage Sex, Sexual themes, A Lot of Cursing, Dirty Talk

Summary: Baekhyun is a pink-haired genius. Luhan likes blue. They're in search for boyfriends.

(A/N: This is for my two lovely readers who requested for ChanBaek and HunHan smut and fluff. I'm sorry it took so long, I had Midterms this week and I need to study! Anyways, I hope you'll love this because I had fun writing the story!

Kindly read the warnings above and enjoy reading!

PS. BAEKHYUN'S PINK HAIR GAVE ME TOO MUCH FEELS.)

*

"I'm so jealous," Baekhyun deadpans against his friend's shoulder as he looks at the campus couple, Jongin and Kyungsoo doing all lovey-dovey on the bleachers. Said friend is focused watching the basketball game their class is playing against the other section.

"Why?" Lips quirking, Luhan asks boredly, not bothering himself to look at Baekhyun. "Is it because I got laid yesterday and you're not?'

"Fuck you." Baekhyun gives him an irritating eyeroll. "I had to study yesterday. I need to beat Park Chanyeol, remember?"

"So that's why you were whining when you called me in the middle of me sucking someone's dick while he fingered me." Luhan licks his lips from the memory.

"Thank you for the distraction by the way," Baekhyun says in a sarcastic tone. "I had to jack off to that. I almost soiled my Biology notes of Cell Division, The Mitosis and Meiosis with my come."

Luhan laughs, tapping Baekhyun's lap under his palm. "You should've told me to blow you then."

"I am not putting my dick in your disgusting mouth anymore. I'm sick of it."

"Says the one who just made out with me earlier."

"It's just because I don't have someone else to make out with." Baekhyun frowns. "I want to have a boyfriend."

"You have Park."

"I said boyfriend, not a peasant."

"Well, you should find one."

Lifting an eyebrow, Baekhyun comes up with an idea. A better idea.

"We're buddies, right?"

"Yeah," Luhan replies, then he smiles. "Buddies who do up to second base."

"Well, then. Who was it whom you hooked up with last night?"

"I didn't catch his name, but I saw his hair and his handsome face," Luhan answers. "Why do you ask?"

"You should go find him and make him your boyfriend," Baekhyun says eagerly. "And I'll find mine."

"That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard from you, seriously," Luhan muses, eyes glinting. "Hmm, but I wonder where I could find him."

Baekhyun grins as Luhan waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"You should go out with Park, though."

Baekhyun hits him square on the face.

"And I like your pink hair. Suits you very well."

Baekhyun grins at that, flipping his short pink hair like he's one of the models in the Tresumme commercial.

*

"Hey, pink midget. What are you doing here in the male's comfort room?"

Baekhyun tugs up his zipper, facing the giant with a hand on his hips.

"The females' is on the left side," Chanyeol teases before breaking into a laughter he only finds funny. Baekhyun glares at him.

"What do you want, Park?"

"Just wanna know if you're ready for the test later," Chanyeol singsongs, stepping closer to Baekhyun so that the shorter is trapped against the bathroom wall while Chanyeol corners him. "Are you ready to lose, hmm, baby?"

"Fuck you. Don't call me that, you dipshit."

"I'll call you that when you see my fucking perfect ace testpaper right in front of your pretty face," Chanyeol says, smirking. "So better prepare yourself when you call me daddy, baby."

"In your fucking wildest dreams." Baekhyun retorts, putting a lazy hand in front of Chanyeol's chest. "You'll never have my ass, bitch. Just stuff your flithy dick on a crack on wall or something and imagine it's my tight asshole you're banging hard."

Baekhyun smirks when Chanyeol's face falls dramatically, and it's fucking annoying and victorious at the same time. He trails his eyes lower down to Chanyeol's crotch, seeing an obvious boner had just sported in front of his pants.

"I see you have a problem down there to attend," Baekhyun says with a dark chuckle, looking at his digital wristwatch which displays 12:55PM, five minutes before the class resumes. "Too bad I don't have enough time to help you with that."

"It's a shame, though," Chanyeol cockily says, crossing his long arms over his chest. "I want to know how much your oral skills can lead you before the bell rings."

"Tch," Baekhyun scoffs. "My hand is all you need before you're coming in your pants in less than a minute."

"Try me."

Spitting slick saliva along his palm, Baekhyun looks up to the giant who's anticipating for Baekhyun's skilled hand on his semi-hard cock. Chanyeol gasps when Baekhyun yanks down his pants in a rapid motion together with his briefs. Baekhyun lifts an eyebrow.

"Rilakkuma underwear, seriously?"

"Just the way you like it."

Baekhyun rolls his eyes when he wraps his hand around the base of Chanyeol's rigid length, stroking it slowly and flicking it to the right and to the left. A frustrated moan leaves Chanyeol's lips, he grunts, throwing his head back against the wall. He shakily steps backward so that he's leaning on the flat surface when Baekhyun starts to fasten his strokes.

"Ahh, fuck, fuck!"

"Coming already?"

Baekhyun grips the taller's thick member tightly, smearing the glistening head of the throbbing cock with his eager thumb. Chanyeol cants his hips upward for more, fucking himself into Baekhyun's teasing hand as he growls in a low voice.

"F-fuck y-you midget.." Chanyeol mutters in between ragged breaths as Baekhyun continues his fast to slow, slow to fast handjob, not forgetting to make direct eye contact with the wrecked bastard.

"You want this, Park? Me stroking your hard cock in the bathroom where students can possibly see? Oh, how about the teachers? You want them to see you here in this fucking horny state because of my amazing hand jacking you off, don't you?"

Chanyeol clenches his eyes shut, gripping his fist by his sides as he tries his best not to get affected by the way the shorter dirty talks. But it's not effective, though, because his cock impossibly grows even harder as Baekhyun comes closer to huskily whisper into his ear. Plus, Baekhyun's cotton candy pink hair is not really helping in his case.

"Chanyeol, do you feel how much tight and warm my hands are around your big cock?" Baekhyun softly says, holding Chanyeol's huge cock with his now both tiny hands, jerking him up and down, up and down. "What if it were my ass surrounding your hard dick? It's my goddamn heated tight walls clenching your huge cock while I ride you? Huh? Can you imagine that, Chanyeol?" He darts his pink tongue to lick on the lobe of Chanyeol's ear. "Daddy, ah! Fuck me harder, daaaaddyy~"

"Ah, fucking-- ugh! Don't fucking talk like that, Baekhyun. You son of a-- fuck, bitch! Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit--"

Chuckling evilly, Baekhyun teases the slit of Chanyeol's erection which is overflowing with thick precome. With the sharp nail of his index finger, he slowly deepens his ministrations so that Chanyeol is now a moaning mess, limbs convulsing as he begrudgingly begs Baekhyun to make him come.

"Oh, what was that, Chanyeol?" Baekhyun asks coyly. "You want to come?"

"F-fuck!" Frustrated, Chanyeol grips Baekhyun's hands wrapped around his twitching dick, urging him to jerk him off in a faster pace. "Just get on with it, you motherfucker!"

"How about no?"

"Ugh, ugh, ugh! Shit. Fuck! I'm going to-- ahh, fucking--" Chanyeol can feel his orgasm approaching, and he knows that any millisecond from now, just one powerful flick of Baekhyun's wrist, just only one tug, and he is coming--

Riiiiinnnnggg!!!!

Baekhyun's hands stop.

"Oh, it's already time."

"WHAT THE HELL?! I WAS ABOUT TO FUCKING COME!!!"

"Maybe next time."

Winking, Baekhyun washes his hands under the faucet before shoving them neatly inside his pockets. Chanyeol whines disaprovingly, falling back to his weak knees while his swollen cock is still aching hard curling against his belly.

"See you in class, Park!" Baekhyun cheerfully says as he happily skips outside the bathroom, closing the door with a loud thud.

"FUCK YOU, BYUN!!!" Chanyeol angrily shouts, then he rapidly strokes his neglected dick to finish himself off. He's not definitely thinking of Baekhyun's perty ass, fucking the little devil hard when he comes, furiously and messily on the bathroom wall with the midget's name on his lips.

Nope, definitely not.

"You're going to pay for this, bitch. Just so you wait," Chanyeol swears to himself.

*

"Where the fuck is he," Luhan mutters to himself as he uses his hawk eyes to scan the cafeteria in hopes to find Baekhyun. He's been looking for the midget for the past twenty minutes but he couldn't find him on the crowd no matter how much his existence is always noticeable to everyone, thanks to his pink hair.

"Where are you, Baekhyun!?"

Just as he's about to surrender finding his little bitchy friend, he suddenly spots an oddly blue hair sticking like sore thumb among the sea of students. Luhan squints his eyes and carefully analyzes where and when had he seen that particular cerulean blue hair standing out among black heads.

And it immediately dawns on him.

Mental images of that bubble gum-colored locks flash back in his mind, sticking messily to every direction slicked with sweat. Luhan already knows how those strands felt like against his palm as he tugged them when he came that night with Mr. Blue hair's pretty lips wrapped around his spurting dick.

"Eureka," Luhan says, grinning as he trails his eyes to where Mr. Blue hair is heading to, there's a backpack slung loosely on his broad shoulders. He sits down on a table with his friends and eats with them like a normal high school student who doesn't look like he had just fucked his upperclassman's ass the other night. So they're going at the same school after all, what a small world. Luhan smirks.

"Hey, sorry it took me so long!" Baekhyun says while catching for his breath, both arms are on his bent knees. He tugs Luhan's uniform to urge his friend to look at him. "I had to go hide in the library because Park fucking Chanyeol is looking for me! And he's gonna kill me! And I'm so fucked up!"

Luhan hums, nodding and still looking at the object of his attention. Mr. Blue hair smiles at his friend who's offering him a bottle of ketchup which he accepts gratefully, and Luhan finds himself smiling as well.

"This is all fucked up! Because guess what? I fucking got an item wrong in Algebra!"

"Oh, and then?" Luhan can see Blue guy licking the tips of his fingers, so still watching him, Luhan also licks his lips.

"Well, you see, the final answer's supposed to be xi, which i is an imaginary number multiplied by x, but that's not the important thing here! You know what I did wrong?!" Baekhyun asks like it's the most significant question in the world.

"What?"

"I fucking put negative square root of x as my final answer! Can you believe that!? It's just a fucking negative sign and a radical, goddamit! Why am I so fucking dumb not to simplify it?! Ugh, I should've cross checked my solutions before I handed my testpaper!" Baekhyun pulls his pink messy hair in annoyance as he mutters trails of profanities with mathematical sentences in them. Luhan pays him no mind, he's used to it anyway.

"And do you know what this means!?"

"What?"

"Park's going to be my fucking boyfriend!!!" Baekhyun cries exaggeratedly as he slings his arm around Luhan's elbow. "He fucking got that goddamn question correct! He perfected the fucking exams, as in like, all! Seriously, didn't he cheat or something just to get into my pants?! What the hell!? But that's not the point here! Because I may or may not lose my fucking virginity with him, I just. I cannot! Ugh!"

Luhan chuckles amusingly, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh, yeah. Right. You're still a virgin."

"Yes, thank you very much because I am not allowing anyone's dick near my precious ass," Baekhyun says. "Even yours."

"Yeah. Right. Whatever," Luhan replies as he rolls his eyes, reminiscing that moment when he thought he'd die from blue balls. Baekhyun's such a tease who won't fucking let you fuck him no matter how hard your dick is because of him.

"I'm sorry," Baekhyun apologizes, pouting and blinking his eyes like an abandoned puppy.

"Yeah yeah, and fuck you," Luhan says, grinning but there's no heat in his words. In the corners of his eyes, he sees Blue guy having his eyes in his general direction. Smiling, he meets his gaze, and no one bothers to look away.

"But hey, you just found what you're looking for: A boyfriend. Isn't that a good thing?"

Baekhyun throws him a scandalized look. "What's the good thing on that, bitch?"

"You two are going to have genius babies who will invent the cure for cancer."

"The fuck!?"

"You know what, you're a fucking pink haired-genius who fucking swears too much," Luhan says to Baekhyun, his dark eyes never leaving the blue-haired boy who is now staring at him, and Luhan's definitely sure he is obviously aware of his presence and has already recognized who he is. Luhan grins.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

"I'll clean that big mouth of yours. Come here."

Luhan places a hand on the back of Baekhyun's neck and without a warning, pulls him to his face to crash their lips together for a passionate kiss. He can hear Baekhyun whining and cursing against his lips, but he doesn't give a single shit about it. All matters for the while is to get a reaction from the blue guy, and Luhan then smirks against Baekhyun's tongue when said guy is now staring dumbstruck at them. Two beautiful boys making out heatedly in the middle of the school's cafeteria is not one to fucking ignore.

But Mr. Blue hair seems to not take it anymore, though, as he pulls his chair and walks out of the cafeteria without sparing Luhan a single glance. Luhan lifts an eyebrow in amusement, then he's pushing Baekhyun away to follow the drama queen after he pats his friend's cheek like he did a great job.

"Where the fuck are you going!?" Baekhyun shouts, wiping his lips off glistening with saliva.

"Gotta catch someone!"

Luhan waves to his friend goodbye and resumes running excitedly. Baekhyun shakes his head, chuckling to himself. He already knows what the bastard is up to.

"Don't forget to use protection!"

All students glare at him which Baekhyun nonchalantly shrugged off, making his way to the end of the line to buy his very late lunch.

*

"Hey, you! Wait up!" Luhan calls the blue-haired boy who's still walking past him as if he's not gaining attention from the passersby.

"Blue guy! Stop right there!!!"

The tall model-like boy finally stops his tracks and turns to glance at Luhan with a grimace on his face. He do looks gorgeous up close with his blue fringe, cold eyes, red thin lips and contoured jawline. Luhan smirks, walking closer to him.

"Why are you following me?"

"Why did you walk out?"

Still wearing his signature grin, Luhan gives Mr. Blue hair a once over.

"You," Luhan says, tapping his chin twice. "You're the guy whom I sleep with the other night, am I right?"

"W-what are you talking about?" the guy denies, averting his sight to the other direction.

"You know me, don't you?"

"I-I don't know what you're saying."

"Oh come on. I know you know me," Luhan mutters in an airy tone, inching his face close to the Blue guy's reddening face. "That's why you approached me that night. Am I right?" He lets his fingertips run along the flustered boy's collar. "Say, are you interested in me?"

"N-no," he says, voice catching at the end due to nervousness which Luhan finds amusing.

"Oh, really? I'm very hurt, though. You should know your seniors in this school, you know," Luhan whispers throatily against the blue-haired guy's ears, earning a nervous gasp from the boy. "So that you can greet them after you fuck them."

"I-I'm sorry, sunbae. I was just--" the boy trails off, teeth clattering and knees shaking. "You're so hot and all. And I-I like you but I don't know if you'll remember me and I thought it didn't matter because I--"

Luhan shuts him up with his mouth pressed against the other's quivering lips. He pulls away after flicking his tongue onto the younger's teeth.

"What's your name?"

"S-sehun."

"Kiss me back and I'll give you my number."

Sehun stops for a while, then in no time he is shoving his skillful tongue down to Luhan's throat as he pushes him against a brickwall. A drawn-out moan leaves Luhan's parted lips as Sehun presses his excited mouth harder, squeezing Luhan's jaw to explore more of that heated mouth. His large hands travel down the older's hips, crawling just behind to grope Luhan's shapey ass.

"F-fuck," Luhan breathes throatily into Sehun's slick lips as he grabs a fistul of Sehun's blue hair, feeling its softness within his grasp. "W-wait, fuck.."

Pulling away, Sehun gives his senior a worried glance. "Did I.. do something you hate?"

"No," Luhan replies, looking at the boy with half-lidded eyes. "Actually, I liked it. I fucking liked it."

Before Sehun could know it, he's already being pressed against the wall, their positions now exchanged. Although shorter for about two inches, Luhan manages to reach Sehun's face to claim those swollen lips again. He quickly detaches his mouth from Sehun's only to pepper open-mouthed kisses along Sehun's collarbones, necking him greedily as he sucks into the salty skin to become a hickey afterwards.

"F-fuck, ah, Luhan," Sehun whimpers, gripping Luhan's arm around his biceps. "N-not here.."

"Hmm?" Luhan gently bites a particular spot just below Sehun's jaw.

"I want to fuck you," Sehun breathes, palming his clothed erection in front of his pants. "And take you out."

"Fuck me first then the rest is history," Luhan says before tugging Sehun's arm with him to the nearest male comfort room. He sees Baekhyun sitting on a park bench with his mortal enemy by his side. They seem to be talking and Luhan can smell something close to reconciliation, but he doesn't care about that for now, because his dick wants someone's attention, especially those who have blue hairs.

"Do you even have a condom?" Luhan asks, stopping for a while as he stretches his tight hole with three lubed fingers. Sehun nods, awkwardly scrambling inside the pocket of his discarded pants on the floor. He is sitting on the toilet bowl while his senior is perched on top of his lap.

"H-here," Sehun says, tearing the plastic with his teeth. Luhan gets the condom and carefully rolls it on Sehun's hard cock before he hoists himself up. He holds Sehun's shoulders for support as the younger guides his throbbing cock into Luhan's anticipating ring.

"Ready? I'm going to fucking ride you."

Nodding furiously, Sehun throws his head back until he hits the bathroom wall. A wanton groan spills from both males' mouth when Luhan sinks down to Sehun's thick cock. He lifts himself up, only to slam it back in as he rolls his hips for more friction. Sehun curses loudly, feeling Luhan's scorching walls envelope his length as the older rocks his ass down, fucking himself into Sehun's erect cock into oblivion.

"Fuck! Ah, shit, Sehun. Your cock is so fucking big just the way I like it!"

"Hmnnggh," is only Sehun's incoherent reply, thrusting his hips up into Luhan's twitching asshole as he hits his prostate precisely.

"There! Oh my god, fuck. Yes! Right there! Harder!"

Sehun complies, snapping his hips harder and faster into Luhan's tight hole so that the boy on top of him is beautifully wrecked, eyes glinting with heavy arousal. Luhan moans, grabbing his own neglected cock which is dripping with precome. He strokes it erratically in time with Sehun's powerful thrusts until he is coming hard against Sehun's toned stomach.

"Ugh, fucking shit!" Luhan mutters, riding out his orgasm as he feels Sehun's member growing inside of him. With a low grunt, Sehun quickly pulls his cock out to release his rich come into the condom. He peels off the rubber and discards it away with a sigh.

"Ugh, fuck. You're sticky," Luhan says, breathing against Sehun's sweaty neck. Sehun wrinkles his nose in distaste.

"But it's your come," Sehun tiredly answers, tenderly stroking Luhan's smooth torso with his calloused hands. "I don't have tissues, though."

"Wait. I have some."

Luhan grabs his backpack perched on the floor beside his crumpled uniform, getting a handful of fresh tissues that came with his fries earlier at lunch. He carefully dabs some onto Sehun's jizz-stained abdomen, wiping it off in a circular motion. Luhan raises his head up to look at Sehun who staring at his soft messy fringe, only to see the younger embarrassed and blushing. Luhan widely grins.

"There. All clean."

"Thank you." Sehun clears his throat, face flushed with a deep shade of pink.

"Is that all you can say?"

Startled a bit, Sehun bites his lower lip, contemplating what to say something proper to ask him out, and he comes up with a hopeful, "Do you want to drink bubbletea with me?"

"You shoud try harder than that."

"Oh." Sehun frowns. "Uhm, how about coffee? Do you want to have coffee with me?"

"I don't drink coffee."

"Oh."

Luhan rolls his eyes impatiently. "Come on. I didn't let you screw me only for that."

"Do you want to hold my hand as we walk to the restaurant where we'll eat our first dinner together?"

Luhan smiles. "That's better."

*

"EHEM."

Caught off guard, Baekhyun looks up to where he is shamelessly hiding behind some tall green plant that reminds him of a certain annoying giant who is now looking down at him judgementally.

"H-how did you--" Crouched like a soldier in a battlefield, Baekhyun glances around to find unsuspecting people who probably pointed out where he is concealing. "I'm not fucking hiding or anything, alright!? I'm just having a close examination with this green foliage to check how rich its chlorophyll is!"

"To me, it looks like you're defecating on the ground so that your shit will serve as an organic fertilizer for that plant."

Standing up, Baekhyun glares at him. Chanyeol smirks.

"I am not shitting on the fucking soil, how dare you. I'd rather shit on your disgusting handsome face-- no wait, fuck, I didn't just say that. I mean, your disgusting face with my shit on it will make you fucking handsome because you have my shit on it."

"What a lovely retort for your boyfriend," Chanyeol says, chuckling teasingly. "How about I get my payback now, baby? You fucking lost our dare, and a promise is a promise."

"What dare are you fucking blabbering about, shithead?" Baekhyun feigns innocence, glancing to the other direction.

"The one who'll lose will comply the winner's order. And obviously I won the fucking dare."

"Fine! So what do you want!?" Baekhyun yells, pushing Chanyeol's shoulder not minding their height difference.

Grinning evilly as he crosses his arms over his chest, Chanyeol lowers his face close to Baekhyun's forehead covered with a mop of messy pink bangs. Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows angrily.

"I know you're trying to escape from me, Baekhyun," Chanyeol mumbles in a low voice against the midget's nose that has Baekhyun's spine shuddering. He grabs Baekhyun's small arm. "But now I got you, and you're not going anywhere this time."

"F-fuck you," Baekhyun says, his whole face grimacing. "Your breath smells like a fucking garbage!"

Chanyeol kisses Baekhyun's mouth shortly, then he's pulling away again to check Baekhyun's smug face.

"Hah. Garbage?! Well you've been just fucking kissed by a fucking mouth that smells like garbage."

Baekhyun might have shoved the taller away, but the second Chanyeol claims his lips again, Baekhyun closes his eyes and feels the softness of Chanyeol's plump lips against his own. Baekhyun tips his toes and tries his best to reach for Chanyeol's neck to wrap his arms around it, so the taller male makes Baekhyun's job easier by yanking him up, lifting him to the ground. Baekhyun surrounds Chanyeol's waist with his thighs, ankles pinned against Chanyeol's spine.

"I don't--"

"Shut up."

Chanyeol sloppily kisses him again, deeper and more passionte this time, slick tongue probing into Baekhyun's heated mouth to taste all of him. Smirking, Baekhyun parts his swollen lips to gently suck on Chanyeol's pink muscle sliding against his lower lip. A low moan escapes from the back of Chanyeol's throat when Baekhyun's hand finds its way to the taller's black hair, tugging it to the left harshly.

"F-fuck! That hurt!" Chanyeol yells, his eyes clenched shut while his lips glisten with spit. Baekhyun smiles contentedly.

"That's for acing the test, asshole." Baekhyun gets down on the ground and pushes Chanyeol away like he's a filthy earthling whom he didn't just make out with.

Chanyeol scoffs, flicking Baekhyun's forehead with his thumb and index finger earning an ouch! from the shorter male. "And that's for leaving me in the bathroom with a raging hard-on, midget."

"Well, I can make it up for you," Baekhyun looks down to the ground and kicks an invisible rock. "If you still want to, that is."

"Who told you I don't want to?"

That's how Baekhyun finds himself standing in front of the wall as he braces himself inside an empty locked classroom while Chanyeol is behind him, mouthing his smooth neck with his eager teeth. Fingers latch into Baekhyun's pink nipple as the shorter leans his head back into Chanyeol's hair, fucking Chanyeol's tugging fist curled around his dripping cock.

"Fuck, look at you, Baekhyun. You're so hot and beautiful. So gorgeous, and so fucking horny just because of me," Chanyeol breathes against Baekhyun's warm skin as he jacks him off in faster speed. Humming in pleasure, Baekhyun holds Chanyeol's neck, twisting the taller's head to face him for a searing and sloppy kiss.

"Stay still." Chanyeol releases his mouth from Baekhyun's lips as he gets lube from his bag. Hearing an uncapping sound, Baekhyun abruptly peers over his shoulder only to see Chanyeol coating his rigid length with that cool substance. Baekhyun's eyes widen in panic.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"

"I'm putting lube on my cock?"

"No!" Baekhyun cries, shaking his head vigorously. "Don't fuck me! I don't want to!"

Frowning, Chanyeol's face falls dejectedly, hurt evident in his eyes clouded with arousal. "What do you mean?"

"I'm--" Baekhyun trails off, a pink blush grazing into the apples of his cheeks. "I'm still a virgin."

Baekhyun is expecting a teasing laugh, or maybe a snarky comeback, but he hears nothing save for the faint noise of students outside. Chanyeol is just looking at him with glassy eyes Baekhyun can't decipher what the other boy is thinking right now.

"Oh, I'm--" Chanyeol clears his throat, looking away. "I didn't know, I-I thought you've already had sex before--"

"No," Baekhyun says briefly. "I haven't."

"Oh, I see," Chanyeol mumbles under his breath, feeling a little bit disappointed.

"I'm not yet ready."

"I understand."

"I'm sorry.." Baekhyun mutters apologetically, and Chanyeol thinks that this is the first time for him seeing Baekhyun this genuine among all the facade he is using. And he still likes it. A lot, actually.

"It's okay," Chanyeol answers, smiling assuringly.

"Just.. just fuck my thighs." Baekhyun says, closing his thighs together.

A wide-eyed response appears on Chanyeol's face. "What?"

"I said fuck my thighs."

"Your thighs?"

"Yes."

The taller's eyes trail down along the expanse of Baekhyun's milky thighs, and he would be lying if he says he hasn't thought of fucking those goddamn thighs some nights, a hand shoved around his cock.

"What are you still doing standing there? Do it already."

"Eager bitch," Chanyeol sneers, then he has already his two large palms lathering lubricant against Baekhyun's unblemished thighs, massaging it up and down to smear the gel properly for his hard cock to fit in.

"I bet you've already fantasized this in your pervented mind, haven't you? Putting your big cock in between my thighs?" Baekhyun says as he pushes his knees apart slightly to accomodate Chanyeol's swollen cock in between. There's a growl leaving the taller's lips at the first thrust of his slick cock into the inside of Baekhyun's thighs.

"Yes. F-fuck! Oh, god. Fuck!" Chanyeol curses, gripping Baekhyun's petite waist as he sensually slams his hips forward, sliding his erection in and out between Baekhyun's lower limbs. Baekhyun bites his abused lip to restrain the moans he's creating when Chanyeol's long member nudges his balls underneath, making his cock twitch in arousal.

"Motherfucking shit, Baekhyun! This is so fucking good," Chanyeol pants sharply, snapping his hips forward rapidly as Baekhyun purposely clench his thighs around Chanyeol's throbbing cock. A hand crawls on the base of his own leaking member to stroke it, and Baekhyun whines, coaxing Chanyeol to jack him off faster while the taller thumbs the red head smeared with precome.

"Ch-chanyeol, please," Baekhyun wantonly moans, his blunt nails digging into Chanyeol's muscular biceps. "Faster, ah, ah, ah! Fuck! Please!"

Holding Baekhyun by the arm, Chanyeol turns him around so that they're now facing each other. Baekhyun looks up to him with aroused eyes as the taller gently shoves him against the cold wall. Chanyeol presses their erect cocks together, and in one hand, deliciously strokes them up and down.

"Fuck! Ah, ah, ah, fuck. Yes," Baekhyun sensually moans against the taller's cheek pressed against his mouth as he tightly clutches Chanyeol's both arms. "Keep going, ah. Chanyeol!"

"Fuck, I'm going to--"

Grinding his hips against Baekhyun's cock, Chanyeol comes hard, spilling his thick load onto Baekhyun's abs and down to his shaking thighs. Baekhyun quickly follows after, painting Chanyeol's large hand with his white come with a long moan. He fucks himself into the taller's curled fist, sliding his softening member against Chanyeol's limp dick until he is milked dry.

"Ugh, fuck. That was fucking awesome," Chanyeol says amidst his heavy breathing, leaning his forehead against Baekhyun's shoulders exhaustedly.

"Yeah," Baekhyun replies, chest rising and falling as he holds Chanyeol's arm for support. "It was."

"Your thighs are amazing. How much more if I fucked your ass."

Baekhyun chuckles, then he mumbles. "Maybe next time."

Eyes wide in mild surprise, Chanyeol pulls away slightly so that he can see Baekhyun's face. "So there's a next time?"

Baekhyun opens his mouth to speak, but the loud ringing of the bell beats him to it. Both males straighten in alarm, hearing the students approaching the classroom.

"Fuck, fuck fuck! Where's my fucking pants?!! Ugh!"

"That's mine, dumbass!" Baekhyun yells, grabbing his own pants to hastily wear it on together with his once discraded uniform. Laughing, he throws Chanyeol his own clothing. "Here's yours!"

"Thanks!"

Chanyeol puts on his crumpled pants and clothes in record time, zipping his zipper up while he almost trips to his long uncoordinated limbs. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Get the fucking lube!"

"You fucking son of a bitch!" Baekhyun yells, snorting as he crawls under the desk to reach for the bottle which managed to roll its way along the floor. He accidentally bumps his head on the armrest, hissing in pain. "Ugh, fuck! Aw! Shit!"

"What the actual fuck are you doing!? They're coming in!"

"Wait, can't fucking reach it! Fuck!"

"Oh god, just! Just leave it there!"

Chanyeol pulls Baekhyun up, tugging his arm with him as they quickly escape to the opened window of the classroom in time when the students arrived. Chanyeol mentally cheers when they get to the park bench outside with Baekhyun in tow. They both sit on the bench, catching for air as they bask in the afternoon breeze. There's a comfortable silence in the atmosphere when Chanyeol talks, still slightly out of breath.

"So..."

"So?"

"You two are an item," Chanyeol mumbles, almost too softly as he plays with the dried leaves that managed to land on top of his disheveled hair.

Baekhyun squints his eyes. "Me with whom?"

"Luhan."

"WHAT."

"I saw you making out with him in the middle of the cafeteria," Chanyeol says, trying his best not to sound very affected, but the way he is tearing the leaves apart like a fucking thin paper tells otherwise. He sighs.

"I am not--"

"Nah. No need to hide the truth. Just admit it so I can fucking move on."

Baekhyun chokes on his own saliva. "I'm sorry?"

"Don't you understand that, Baekhyun?"

"Understand what?!"

"That I like you." Chanyeol presses both of his elbows on the backrest of the bench as he watches the football team playing on the grassy field.

"Huh?"

"I said I like you," Chanyeol repeats, then he is looking at Baekhyun's pretty eyes staring at him in utter surprise.

"Wait, so you're telling me right now, that you, Chanyeol, like me?"

"Yes."

"Is this a kind of practical joke or something?" Baekhyun gives him a dubious look. "Cause if it is, it is not funny."

"I'm serious."

"Holy shit." Baekhyun stands up from where he is sitting, pointing an accusing finger at the taller. "You didn't just tell me that."

"What? Is it wrong to like you? I mean-- you're beautiful, and smart and you're amazing. There's no guys who won't even like you."

"Fuck, what the hell is going on with you!? You're supposed to hate me!" Baekhyun stomps his feet on the ground like a child. "Because the probability of you liking me is almost zero leading to negative infinity of the number line. I don't fucking understand why my fucking estimation in not concise!"

Chanyeol chuckles, watching Baekhyun kick rocks that don't even reach a meter away.

"So, about Luhan. Are you--"

"No! I am not with him! Ugh!"

Chanyeol breaks into a relieved smile. "Do you want to eat ice cream with me?"

Baekhyun stops his nature destruction, peeking under his soft bangs to look at Chanyeol. "Does that come with a cone?"

Chanyeol nods, smiling widely like he had just won the lottery. "Of course."

"So.." Baekhyun clears his throat. "Is this you asking me out?"

"Yes. Will you go out with me?"

Looking at the blue skies, Baekhyun doesn't say anything. He just keeps quiet for the first time throughout the peaceful walk.

Chanyeol already understands him. Always.

*

"And where did you get this kid?" Baekhyun suspiciously asks, eyeing the blue-haired kid Luhan is holding by the hand with. Sehun bows in front of Baekhyun politely.

"H-hello, my name is Sehun. Nice to meet you and please take care of me from now on." He straightens up again, smiling. "Hyung."

"What the fuck!?"

"Isn't he adorable?" Luhan grins, petting Sehun's blue hair as he coos softly at him in a cute voice. Baekhyun cringes because, fuck, this is so sickening.

"So, I found a boyfriend!" Luhan chimes cheerfully, hugging the younger's arm lovingly. Sehun just smiles, biting his lip a little bit shyly. "So where's yours, Baek?"

"Uhm--"

"HEY, MIDGET!!!"

A large hand comes to land on top of Baekhyun's small head to playfully ruffle Baekhyun's styled pink hair, and before he could glare at the taller, he is being shoved down ninety degrees in front of Luhan and Sehun.

"You're a fucking asshole, Park!"

Chanyeol walks past him with a smug smile plastered across his face, not forgetting to wink at the disgruntled midget. Baekhyun flashes two dirty middle fingers to Chanyeol's general direction which Chanyeol returns with a love sign: a heart shaped gesture with his hands. What the fuck.

"So you're going out with Park?" Luhan teasingly asks, wiggling his eyebrows in a meaningful manner. Baekhyun snorts but a faint red blush on his cheeks proves he's not that outright annoyed, maybe just a little.

Smiling a little, Baekhyun mumbles a shy, "Yeah. Unfortunately."

Luhan loudly laughs at that, slapping Baekhyun's small back in the most painful way possible.

"Whew. Finally!"

*

END