*

Even though Sehun allowed Baekhyun to stay again in their apartment, they are still not like what they were before. Baekhyun knows it's his fault, though, and no matter how many times he tried to make up to his bestfriend, Sehun would always brush him off, or avoid him at school. He would ignore Baekhyun in class and hang out with his new friends that has Baekhyun being left alone by himself.

He misses Sehun so much.

Opening the door of the Student Council room, Baekhyun throws his backpack on a chair and slumps himself on the couch with a gloomy look on his face. He doesn't feel like doing anything at all, he just wants to wait for the President and bid him goodbye so he can go home and lock himself in his room to sleep all day. It's Friday anyway.

Without looking on the couch, he lies his tired body in a reclining position oblivious of the occupant of the said couch. Baekhyun feels a groan and a warm body underneath him.

"What the actual fuck," the sleepy and groggy voice says, and it vibrates against Baekhyun's back. "Get off of my body, you fucking pig."

"Oh, I'm sorry--" Baekhyun turns his head to see who it is who's lying under him, and he sees a pair of thick eyebrows and round eyes. "--Kyungsoo."

"I was sleeping peacefully, then you fucking came in and made my body your fucking bed," Kyungsoo mutters, huffing irritatedly as he adjusts himself so that he's facing the cushioned backrest of the couch. Baekhyun lies beside him quietly, inching his body for a more comfortable position so they are fitted snugly on the couch.

"Can I... cuddle with you?"

"No," Kyungsoo answers but there's no heat in his words. Baekhyun frowns but he doesn't make a move to leave his comfortable position.

"But I'm sleepy.." Baekhyun says, pouting, then he yawns, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. "And you are warm."

"I'm not a fucking heater. Go cuddle with Chanyeol or someone out there."

"But Chanyeol-sunbae is not here yet.."

"Oh yeah, I forgot." Kyungsoo faces him. "He's on a convention in Japan today. You didn't know?"

Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows and he can feel something boring holes in his heart knowing the President is not with him, he's far away. Baekhyun misses him already.

"He didn't say he was leaving."

"It was a spur of the moment." Kyungsoo shrugs, burying his face again on a fluffy pillow.

Baekhyun lifts his head slightly to see who among of them are available to cuddle with. He finds Jongdae working on his assignments on the table while Minseok is concentratedly typing on his laptop. Exams are coming so they're busy nowadays. Baekhyun turns to the other side of the room only to see Jongin and Luhan pressed against the wall. Jongin has his face buried against Luhan's neck, while the older's legs are wrapped around Jongin's torso as he throws his head back with a wanton moan. Baekhyun sighs defeatedly.

"They're all busy." Baekhyun goes back to lying on the couch, wordlessly wrapping his arms around Kyungsoo's waist to hug him from behind.

"The fuck!" Kyungsoo curses, squirming his body within Baekhyun's hold, but not really trying to shove the boy away. "Get your filthy arms off my waist."

"But I need someone to cuddle with because I'm lonely and you're the only one who's available..."

Kyungsoo turns to his side to face Baekhyun, and he is greeted with two round puppy eyes peeking under a soft brown fringe that has Kyungsoo's heart clawing outside his ribcage. Kyungsoo makes a sound at the back of his throat, kicking his feet in annoyance.

"Come here." Kyungsoo opens his arms for Baekhyun to snuggle to, so Baekhyun scoots closer to him sleepily. He can feel Baekhyun's fluffy hair tickling his chin, so he swats it away with his fingers. Sighing, he hugs Baekhyun back, their limbs tangled flushed against each other as he breathes in Baekhyun's scent. Baekhyun buries his nose against Kyungsoo's chest as he closes his eyes, drifting off to a dreamless sleep.

"Why are you so damn irresistible," Kyungsoo mumbles under his breath, rolling his eyes. He squeezes Baekhyun's tummy and he gets no reply.

Kyungsoo falls asleep with a scent of strawberry wafting through his nose.

*

"Fuck, a-ahh, Jongin! Harder, faster, oh god, suck harder--"

"Tone your fucking voice down, someone's sleeping!"

Luhan rolls his eyes, gripping Jongin's hair below him tightly. "Quit teasing and just swallow my dick."

Jongin smirks. "Needy bitch." He puts his mouth again on top of the leaking head before bobbing his head up and down Luhan's length until the tip reaches his constricted throat.

"Fuck, Jongin! Aah-- you are so good at-- fuck, this!" Luhan thrusts his hips up, fucking Jongin's mouth in time with Jongin's bobs. "Ugh, so fucking hot--"

"Come inside my mouth."

Luhan comes hard into the younger's heated mouth, tugging his dick to spurt his release which was all caught by Jongin's tongue. Jongin licks his lips as he stares aroused at Luhan who's giving him a teasing grin.

"I'm still hard."

"I'll get you off there," Luhan says, zipping his pants up as he smiles down at Jongin. Jongin whines.

"You fucking want me to go there with a raging hard-on!?"

"Unless you want to relieve yourself by your own." Luhan shrugs, then he gets his bag heading to the door. Jongin just sighs, following his boyfriend with his cock hanging heavy between his legs.

"And where are you going?"

Rubbing his eyes in the most cutest way, Kyungsoo asks his boyfriend sleepily. With a messy hair sticking to every possible direction and a drool on the side of his lips, Baekhyun gets up by Kyungsoo's side, still blinking slowly as he looks around the room as if he's not sure where he is right now.

"It's Friday!" Luhan yells on the door. "We're going cubbing!"

"You want to come with us?" Jongin asks, lips curved upward into a smug smile. Kyungsoo shrugs his shoulders before muttering a simple okay.

"Hey, how about Baekhyun?" Minseok hollers without lifting his eyes from what he is typing. "You can't leave him here."

"We're not going to babysit him," Jongdae says, still writing on his essay paper. Baekhyun turns his head back and forth to the members.

"I-I can go home by myself, it's okay," Baekhyun says with a shy smile. "Don't worry about me!"

"It's fucking nine pm in the evening," Kyungsoo says as he brushes his hair with his hand. "You can't go home by yourself."

"Why don't you just come with us!?" Luhan says excitedly earning a nudge of an elbow from Jongin.

"He's still a minor."

"Look who's talking. You're still a minor, too."

"But I don't look like one." Jongin crosses his arms over his chest with an eyebrow raised confidently. "And Baekhyun here looks like twelve. They won't let him in."

*

"Now you're a fucking sexy and a smokin' hot bitch," Luhan says with a proud smirk on his lips as he appreciates his wonderful creation. He trails his eyes to Baekhyun from head to toe. Baekhyun scratches his crotch uncomfortably.

"This pants is too tight," he whines, tugging the denim hugging his waist. "I can't feel my legs."

"It won't be called 'skinny jeans' for no reason, Baekhyun," Jongin deadpans, ruffling his already styled hair with his hand. Kyungsoo swats his hand away.

"Don't mess your hair up. I spent an hour styling that!" Kyungsoo yells making Jongin to pout his plump lips.

"You look so beautiful," Luhan whispers into Baekhyun's lips as he swipes his thumb against the underside of Baekhyun's eyes that is tinted with black eyeliner. "Very beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I hope Chanyeol could see this."

Baekhyun frowns suddenly hearing the President's name. "I miss him, Luhan-hyung.."

"It's okay, I'm here to make you happy."

Luhan's soft but eager lips against his own makes Baekhyun to smile. He hums, responding to the kiss languidly. Luhan plants searing kisses against Baekhyun's lips as he roams his hand around Baekhyun's body.

"Okay, that's enough," Jongin says with an eyeroll as he pulls Baekhyun away from his boyfriend. Luhan makes a noise of disapproval, stomping his feet childishly.

"You promised to get me off, so now let's do it," Jongin says as he wiggles his eyebrows. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, waving his hand dismissively to his boyfriends who are now heading to somewhere in the club.

The music is too loud throughout the air, and the place reeks of expensive alcohol and sex, but it doesn't stop Luhan from grinding his crotch against Jongin's body on the dance floor. Jongin chuckles darkly, biting and nipping the shell of Luhan's ear as he flicks his sinful tongue around the lobe.

Sitting on a bar stool, Kyungsoo watches them boredly, an alocohic beverage perched in his hand. He turns to Baekhyun by his side who is now staring down at his glass of tequila.

"You're not going to drink that?" Baekhyun shakes his head slowly.

"Give me that," Kyungsoo says, grabbing the drink and swigging it bottoms up. "Now, do what I did."

Kyungsoo pushes another shot of tequila in front of Baekhyun. "Drink this."

Reluctantly, Baekhyun brings the drink on his lips, and with closed eyes, he gulps it in one go. He gasps for air, coughing when the alcohol burns inside his throat. His body feels hot and his surroundings start reeling.

"Very good," Kyungsoo praises with a smile on his lips. "Come on, drink this again with me."

Both males swig the alcohol, letting the liquor have it's effect in their blazing bodies. Baekhyun feels dizzy after the third glass, his vision is now blurry and hazy he didn't notice Kyungsoo tugging his wrist into the dance floor packed with grinding people.

"Let's dance, Baekhyun."

"But I don't dance."

"Everybody dances," Kyungsoo says, titling Baekhyun's head to see his eyes. "Hey, you already wasted?"

"No, I'm not," Baekhyun replies, wrapping his arms around Kyungsoo's neck as he rocks his body with the music. Kyungsoo shakes his head, laughing.

"I thought you don't dance."

"But this is my jam," Baekhyun replies, tightening his grip on the other's shoulders. Kyungsoo slides his hands against Baekhyun's curvy waist as he leans in close to Baekhyun's face.

"Let's make out," Kyungsoo says huskily, staring at Baekhyun's slightly parted lips glossed with spit. "I want to taste that goddamn lips of yours."

Baekhyun pouts. "But I thought you hate me."

"I'm not sure about that right now, though."

Baekhyun smiles, latching his mouth against Kyungsoo's lips for a slow and intimate kiss. Kyungsoo cups Baekhyun's nape, pushing it deeper into his face as he sucks on his lower lip with his teeth. Tongue dances against tongue, moans spill from opened lips as Kyungsoo licks on the roof of Baekhyun's hot mouth. Baekhyun brings his hand up to tug Kyungsoo's dark locks when Kyungsoo starts to neck him, planting open-mouthed kisses against the expanse of Baekhyun's collarbones and throat.

"Ah, ah, K-kyungsoo--" Baekhyun throws his head back, feeling shivers creeping to his skin when Kyungsoo licks a fat stripe on a spot below his jaw. He feels a bite planted against it, sucking it harshly to become a hickey afterwards.

"You're so hot, Baekhyun," Kyungsoo huskily whispers into Baekhyun's ear as he travels his right hand to palm Baekhyun's clothed dick.

"Ahh, shit, ugh," Baekhyun wantonly moans, grinding his hardening erection against Kyungsoo's hand. Kyungsoo's cock twitches inside his pants in excitement.

"I want to fuck you."

"Y-you can't.." comes Baekhyun's breathy answer. "I'm sorry.. but I can't disobey the President's order."

Kyungsoo laughs, withdrawing his hand from Baekhyun's crotch, instead, he cups Baekhyun's smooth cheek, squeezing it lightly. "I know."

"But I could blow you," Baekhyun offers, biting his lower lip shyly. "Is that okay with you?"

"Let me think about it for a while."

"You could blow me, too," Baekhyun says, looking down at the tent on his tight pants.

Kyungsoo shrugs. "Okay." He pulls Baekhyun's hand with him, both heading to the comfort room with excited skips on their feet.

*

"When is the President coming back?" Baekhyun asks, his head resting on his arms on top of the table. "It has been three days..."

Three days without Chanyeol means three days without Baekhyun being touched, except from his own hand and the helps of Luhan and Kyungsoo. Baekhyun has never felt this barren than before, the absence of the President makes him incomplete physically and emotionally.

"Hey, Baekhyun, let's make out."

"Why?" Baekhyun asks, sighing sadly.

"Because I'm bored," Kyungsoo answers flatly.

"Why do you want to fucking make out with him when I'm already here?" Jongin says, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff. "You ungrateful bastard."

"You know that I love you, right?"

"Of course."

"Here. Go eat something and get lost." Kyungsoo hands his boyfriend bills of thousand wons making Jongin's eyes to shine brightly. He gets the money and disappears from the Student Council room with a wide grin across his face.

"Don't fuck him, Kyungsoo," Luhan singsongs behind the manga he is reading as he laze on the couch beside Jongdae and Minseok who's studying the anatomy of their bodies. "It may not look like it but I'm watching you guys behind my back."

"Fine, whatever." Kyungsoo rolls his eyes.

"Will you buy me a sandwich afterwards?" Baekhyun asks as he scratches his tummy lazily. "I want a roastbeef sandwich just like what the President buys me."

"Yeah, just come here," Kyungsoo orders as he wiggles his fingers, gesturing the boy to come. Baekhyun mutters an okay before walking towards Kyungsoo and straddling his lap like the good boy he is. Kyungsoo holds his waist firmly as Baekhyun wraps his arms around Kyungsoo's neck.

"I miss Chanyeol-sunbae, Kyungsoo."

"Well, I don't miss him," Kyungsoo says before latching his lips against Baekhyun's mouth for a heated French kiss.

"Finish that up in twenty minutes," Minseok reminds them as he buttons his crumpled uniform. "The Principal will meet us, so better get cleaned up and make this place holy before he comes." He slaps Luhan's thigh, making the latter groan irritatedly.

"What now!?"

"Throw away the condoms you and your fucking boyfriends used last night," Minseok says, nudging his best friend's ass with his pointed toes. "Hide the lubes, too. Now, go."

Luhan rolls his eyes. "Whatever," he says before throwing a pink dildo harshly to Minseok's angry face bull's eye.

"Fuck!"

Chuckling evilly, Luhan dismisses Minseok's nagging about butt sex and fellatio as he passes by the couch where the two boys are seated: Kyungsoo is now going down on Baekhyun as the latter harshly pulls Kyungsoo's hair in time with his fast bobs on Baekhyun's dick.

Fuck, that's hot. Luhan stares dumbstruck as he fees his pants suddenly tighten. With his red lips, Luhan can see how obscene Kyungsoo swallows whole Baekhyun's swollen cock as Baekhyun sensually moans, thrusting his hips up into that heated mouth and arching his back in pleasure.

"Don't you dare have a threesome, I just got the sheets laundried," Jongdae groans, pulling away Luhan's wrist with him to the library.

Luhan squirms within his hold. "But I want to watch them until Baekhyun comes!"

"You're such a pervert."

"Aren't we all?"

Minseok laughs, eyes glinting. "Touché."

"You all, get the fuck out," Kyungsoo mumbles groggily against the dick on the inside of his cheek. "Or else I'll spit Baekhyun's come on your face."

*

To be continued.

(A/N: BaekSoo is my guilty pleasure.)