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Chanyeol

"Hello?" Finally he had called his own phone, Chanyeol thought to himself, about damn time.

"Hello, this is Byun Baekhyun. I believe we've swapped phones," said the voice softly.

Chanyeol blinked a few times. "What the fuck do you think? Of course we've swapped our phones!" Chanyeol yelled to the phone. "When are you done with school kid?"

Pause. "I'm done in about an hour," he muttered.

"Good. I'm done almost then too. I'll text you my address and meet me there to exchange our phones." Then Chanyeol hung up. He texted his address to the number that just called, and then he could finally go back to his desk after his break and do some real work for the first time today.

Baekhyun

The phone call ended, and Baekhyun frowned at the phone.

"You have a very nasty owner," he muttered to the phone, and then he opened up the text message that had just arrived.  He didn't recognise the address, and had to look it up. He noticed it wasn't far away from the bowling hall from yesterday, and figured he'd just go there first, and then follow the directions from there.

"Talked to the guy yet?" Kyungsoo smirked in their last class.

Baekhyun playfully glared back. "Yeah I got my number from my mom, so I called."

Kyungsoo's eyes widen. "How was he?" Baekhyun sighed before responding.

"He was so incredibly rude, and he called me a kid. I feel sorry for his phone, and now I feel sorry for my phone," Baekhyun joked. Kyungsoo only rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Come to my dorm after you've exchanged your phones?" Kyungsoo asked as the class ended.

Baekhyun nodded with a grin. "Definitely. See you later."

The young male hurried to his dorm to drop off his back-pack and books, grabbed his wallet and marched to take the train to the bowling hall area.

After he had arrived to the bowling place, he looked up the direction to the address and followed them. When he had arrived, he put the phone back down in his pocket and stood still in front of the door.

I wonder if he'd look different in daylight, Baekhyun thought. He rose up his arm to knock on the door, but then sudden thoughts entered his brain: Would he scream at him in his face? Would he hit him? Baekhyun was too afraid to knock. He had to calm himself down.

"Are you just going to stand there the whole day?" asked a sudden familiar dark voice that startled him. Baekhyun didn't get where the voice came from, since the door was closed, but then he realised it came from behind him.

He quickly turned around, and the tall man was staring down at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I-I was just about to knock," Baekhyun stuttered embarrassed.

The man frowned. "Sure." He passed Baekhyun to unlock the door, and then he stepped inside with Baekhyun following behind him with his head down.

He noticed the man had grocery bags in his hands, and he placed down on the counter in the kitchen. He picked the food and drinks out of the bags and placed them inside the refrigerator. Baekhyun couldn't help but to check him out. He was tall; dreamingly tall. He was handsome, no doubt. He had brown fluffy hair, and his bangs covered his forehead, but his eyes were visible enough to peek through. He was very handsome, Baekhyun thought to himself.

As Baekhyun approached slowly, his stomach let out a loud growl, screaming for food. He remembered he hadn't eaten since breakfast, because he felt too anxious about coming here at lunch.

"You want some food?" he asked, surprising Baekhyun. Why was he so different now than on the phone?

Baekhyun shook his head. "No, thank you." Then his stomach growled again. 

The guy smirked. He started taking food out of the refrigerator again and turned on the stove and started making something. Baekhyun was left speechless. The guy looked anything but a good cook. That was partly a reason why he declined the food offer, but now he was almost drooling over it.

After the man was done cooking the food, he put two plates on the table and served. He motioned Baekhyun to sit down, and so he did. Then he sat down himself and they started eating.

They ate in silence for a little while, but Baekhyun felt like breaking it. "What's your name anyways?"

He looked up at Baekhyun from his plate. "Chanyeol," he replied with food in his mouth. Baekhyun frowned.

"How come you're nice now?" Chanyeol raised an eyebrow at Baekhyun. "I mean, on the phone you was so pissed at me. You must probably think it was my fault about this whole thin-"

"I do think it's your fault," Chanyeol interrupted, this time having swallowed his food, "but I figured I should go easy on a kid."

Baekhyun rolled his eyes. He hated when people called him a kid. "Really? Well, if you would've stopped glaring at me and cursing, you could've focused on which phone you picked up," Baekhyun disagreed. Now Chanyeol went back to glaring at the younger.

"Yeah? Normal people tend to look before they turn around and walk straight away, but obviously you're not," he argued back.

"Are you calling me not a normal person?" Baekhyun ranted.

"Yes! And who the hell doesn't have a code on their phone?" Chanyeol suddenly scolded. "Anyone who can get their hands on your phone could see everything!"

Baekhyun rolled his eyes again. "Some people don't tend to steal my phone, and they also respect other's privacy. And who the hell has their code as 1 2 3 4 anyways? Everyone would type that as their first try," Baekhyun growled back.

Chanyeol bellowed. "Yeah, I guess you respect that privacy, don't you?" he smirked.

Before they knew it, they were yelling in each other's faces. There was no turning back now.

"You must've been through my phone anyways, since I don't have a freakin'code!" Baekhyun glared.

"No," Chanyeol disagreed. Baekhyun raised his eyebrows. "Only your photos," he muttered.

Baekhyun snorted. "You went through my photos?"

Chanyeol glared up at him. "But I know you're a curious brat who can't keep their fingers off of something they've managed to get their hands on. You went through my whole phone, didn't you?"

"I'm not even going to lie; yes, I'm a curious brat, but it's not like it's a big idea either! You're the most boring person I've ever met," he sassed.

Chanyeol then stood up angrily. "And why do you care anyways?"

"I don't, just pointing it out." Baekhyun stood up as well. "Thank you for the food, but I'm leaving," Baekhyun barked and stomped over to the door where he put on his shoes.

"Good, leave! I was going to throw you out anyways," he roared after him. Baekhyun slammed the door shut and continued to stomp away, but then he remembered what he had forgotten.

He walked back inside again, and Chanyeol glared up at him, but he didn't say anything. Baekhyun held out his hand, and Chanyeol placed his phone in it, then Baekhyun placed Chanyeol's phone on the table, and then he stormed out of the apartment and back to his dorm at school. He was supposed to go to Kyungsoo's room, but he was still in an angry mood. All because of that certain person.