*

Baekhyun is at the school's cafeteria with Sehun, munching his half-eaten sandwich in his hand. His eyes fly to the other table, looking at Jongin with Kyungsoo by his side as they feed each other with fries. He then turns his eyes to the other side of the table where Luhan, Minseok and Jongdae are sitting, who are seem to be engaged in a happy conversation. Baekhyun sighs for the umpteenth time, looking down at his own tray of food.

There's a guilt in his heart though, because he's aware that Jongin is cheating on his boyfriend with Luhan. Baekhyun really feels bad about it, but he couldn't open his mouth to speak because he promised to keep it a secret, and also, he doesn't want to meddle into others' business so he needs to shut his mouth up.

Thinking to himself as he turns his head to Sehun, Baekhyun realizes he has also a secret. He made out with his sunbae even though he's aware that Sehun likes Luhan. It is true that Luhan kissed him first, but Baekhyun kissed him back. If his bestfriend finds out about it, Baekhyun knows Sehun will get mad at him.

"You seem to be a little bit preoccupied," Sehun says, peeking at Baekhyun's face. "Is there something troubling you?"

"Nothing," Baekhyun says, shaking his head as he forces a smile. "None at all."

"Okay," Sehun answers, slightly convinced. He pokes Baekhyun when he notices the President is heading to their table. "Hey, Baek. The President is walking to our table."

"Huh?" Baekhyun looks up, seeing Chanyeol with a tray who is now approaching their table. Chanyeol smiles at him.

"Can I sit here?"

"Oh, s-sure," Baekhyun answers shyly as he nods. He's aware that some students are looking at his general direction. Sehun nudges his elbow, throwing him a meaningful stare.

"I feel like I need to pee," Sehun says loudly, like he's purposely letting Baekhyun and Chanyeol to hear it. "The bathroom is calling me! See you later, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun is about to call him but Sehun already ran before Baekhyun could say his name. He sighs, feeling a little awkward with him and the President eating at the same table alone, not to mention the judgemental stares he's receiving from the people around. He can also feel the President's eyes boring into his face, that Baekhyun wants to bury his head into the table.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable around me?" Chanyeol asks, his fingers drumming against the table as he looks at the Vice President. "Is this.. awkward?"

Baekhyun looks up, his bangs covering his eyes. "I-it's not like that, sunbae. I'm just not... used to the people--"

"Oh," Chanyeol says, looking around. He chuckles. "I see. Do you want to get out of here?"

"H-huh?"

"I know a place where we can eat in peace," Chanyeol says, standing up as he grabs his burger and his box of milk. "Follow me."

Baekhyun, although a little bit skeptical, follows the President while carrying his tray of food. He ignores the eyes following them as they walk outside the cafeteria.

"Where are we going?" Baekhyun asks, still following Chanyeol as they climb up the stairs. Chanyeol turns to him, smiling.

"To the rooftop," the President replies, opening the door of the rooftop as they reach it, finally. They step inside the open space, feeling the fresh air blow their hairs.

"We can eat here now," Chanyeol says, sitting on the ground cross-legged. He opens his burger and takes a big bite on it without a care in the world.

Baekhyun watches the President with interest, his mouth munching the food while the side of his lips is smudged with red sauce. Baekhyun smiles, seeing Chanyeol in this state for the first time.

"Ah, I'm really hungry, sorry about this," Chanyeol says, his mouth full of food. "I can't eat when all eyes are on me watching my every move. It sucks."

"Y-your.. mouth," Baekhyun says, pointing at the side of the President's mouth. "There's something--"

"Where?" Chanyeol asks, dabbing his fingers aimlessly across his face in attempt to wipe where Baekhyun is pointing.

"Let me," Baekhyun says, walking closer to Chanyeol who's sitting on the ground. He squats, holding Chanyeol's chin with his slender fingers while he removes the sauce off Chanyeol's face.

Chanyeol stares intently at Baekhyun, their faces are an inch away from each other. He can feel Baekhyun's breath through his nose fanning across his face, and he can feel the warmth of Baekhyun's fingertips against the side of his lips. Chanyeol grabs Baekhyun's wrist with his hand, making Baekhyun to stop and to look at the President with wide eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?" the President asks, that Baekhyun is surprised of the coldness in his voice. He can feel shivers creeping up to the back of his neck.

"I-I was just--" Baekhyun trails off, looking down at the President's dark eyes staring back at him. He feels his heart speeds up inside his chest with the proximity of his and Chanyeol's face.

"I'm sorry," Chanyeol says, looking away. His grip loosens on Baekhyun's wrist as he clears his throat.

"I-I'm sorry, sunbae. I was not thinking and just went over and I-- I-I should've done that because it's weird. Oh, what am I saying, I'm sorry, it was so embarrassing," Baekhyun rambles, his face suddenly hot. He scoots away from Chanyeol, looking down to his feet.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal," Chanyeol says, dusting off his pants as he stands. "It's my fault, though. I'm always a messy eater."

Chanyeol chuckles, and Baekhyun finds himself chuckling, too. He scratches the back of his neck, looking back at Chanyeol with a shy smile.

The bell rings.

"I haven't eaten my sandwich yet," Baekhyun says, pouting to himself. "I'm still hungry."

"It's your fault, not mine," Chanyeol teases, there's a playful tone in his voice that Baekhyun finds relaxing.

"You should buy me one next time," he says, grinning at Chanyeol.

"Sure," Chanyeol replies with a nod. "Anytime you want."

*

"Fuck," Chanyeol curses under his breath as he strokes his hard cock with his hand under the table. He thumbs the slit of his dick as he tugs his fist up and down his erection, images of pink lips and slender hands flashing inside his mind.

"Just fuck him already," Luhan says, fumbling with his phone without looking at the President. He smiles, clicking on a porn video he'll download later. "So you'd stop jacking off like a fucking pervert."

"Fuck you," Chanyeol says, almost out of breath as he glares daggers at the Secretary. "You're the pervert one here. Just fucking leave the room while I masturbate in peace."

Luhan's eyebrow quirks. "Do you want me to blow you?"

Chanyeol's hand in his cock stops midair as he looks at Luhan, his face emotionless. "Have you done something I didn't know?"

"I kissed Baekhyun," Luhan confesses, already crawling under the table in front of Chanyeol's lap. "I'm sorry."

"What?" Chanyeol says, his eyes looking angry at Luhan. He grips Luhan's wrist with his strong hand. "Why the fuck did you kissed him, you slut!?"

"I'm sorry, I-I.. can't help it," Luhan apologizes, his eyes not looking at Chanyeol. "I'm sorry.."

"Who the fuck says you can fucking touch him!!?" Chanyeol snaps, holding Luhan's neck as if he's about to strangle him. "You fucking know you're not allowed to touch him, right?! I haven't laid a finger on him. You fucking horny bitch, couldn't contol your fucking hormones."

"I'm sorry.." Luhan says, his voice small and shaking, his neck hurts within Chanyeol's hold. "I-I'll make it up to y-you."

"You should better be," Chanyeol firmly says, releasing Luhan's neck. He pushes Luhan's head in front of his leaking cock. "Now, suck."

Luhan nods obediently, holding the President's cock with his hand. He strokes the base first before he flicks his tongue out, licking the head in circular motion. Chanyeol finds Luhan's blonde locks, pulling it harshly as the male below him starts to swallow him inch by inch, warm mouth enveloping his cock whole.

"Fuck, ugh, ugh, deeper," Chanyeol commands, and Luhan obliges, bobbing his head lower into Chanyeol's member until it reaches his throat. He moves his mouth up and down as he swallows, hallowing his cheeks hard for better suction. He pulls out to breathe, his eyes starting to water.

"FUCK, SUCK HARDER!" Chanyeol yells, pushing Luhan's face back to his cock forcefully. Luhan obeys, putting back his mouth again, opening it widely to accommodate Chanyeol's size. Chanyeol pants above him and Luhan knows that the president is about to come.

"Faster, fuck fuck! Ah, yes," Chanyeol says, feeling Luhan's lips suck the head of his erection extra hard while stroking his dripping cock.

"Swallow all of my come," Chanyeol says as his body shudders, his cock spurting white liquid inside the Secretary's mouth. Luhan drinks it all gratefully, come flowing down at the side of his lips. He licks his lips with his tongue as he looks up to the President with half-lidded eyes.

"Am I forgiven?" Luhan asks, crawling back to his seat as he wipes off his mouth. Chanyeol rolls his eyes while he zips up his pants. He notices that Luhan is hard inside his pants.

"Maybe," Chanyeol answers, looking at the door of the student council room. He sees Baekhyun entering the room together with the principal and the rest of the members.

"I want you to touch yourself throughout the meeting," Chanyeol whispers against Luhan's ear with a smirk on his lips. "Without you getting caught by the others. Sit beside Baekhyun and let him know you're jacking yourself off."

"The fuck, Chanyeol," Luhan says, looking back at Chanyeol with worried eyes. "I can't fucking do--"

"You're refusing my order?"

"N-no," Luhan says, rolling his eyes as he sighs. "I'll do it."

Mr. Kim Junmyeon, the school Principal sits in front of the table while the rest of the members are lined and seated in front of him. Luhan sits beside Baekhyun, giving him a smile and a nod. Mr. Kim starts to talk, and Luhan starts to open the fly of his pants, his zipper sliding down. Baekhyun's ear catch the sound of it though, but then he ignores it.

"Ah, ah, ah," Luhan breathes as he gets a hold of his cock, stroking it gently with his hand. Baekhyun can hear him pant beside him. Luhan's mouth curves upward.

"Shit, ah, fuck, ah," Baekhyun hears Luhan says together with the sound of slapping of skin under the table. His heart speeds up inside his chest, thinking that his sunbae maybe doing something inappropriate for this hour.

He is about to turn his back away from Luhan and concentrate to the speaker in front, when Luhan touches his hand, sending shivers to his skin. Still not looking at the Secretary, he can feel his hand being crawled against Luhan's knees, up to his shapey thighs, and up to something wet and hard.

His hand stops just above Luhan's cock.

Baekhyun jerks, creating a noise from his mouth, that the people inside the room suddenly look at him. Chanyeol hides his smirk behind his hand as he watches from the corner of his eyes how tensed Baekhyun's body is.

"Touch my dick," Luhan whispers, guiding Baekhyun's hand to his throbbing cock. "It wants your attention, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun shakes his head, pulling his hand away from Luhan's grip. Luhan lets him, chuckling as he sees Baekhyun's flustered face. Baekhyun folds his two hands on top of his lap, trying his best to ignore the sounds Luhan is making as he jacks himself off. Baekhyun wants to cry in embarrassment, his neck feels so hot. He's also trying not to be affected by the way Luhan moans seductively, purposely letting Baekhyun to hear him moan. Baekhyun shakes his head, concentrating on Mr. Kim's lecture instead.

Baekhyun goes home that day, slumping his tired body to his fluffy bed. He erases the memory of Luhan jacking off beside him on the meeting, and replaces it with deep laughs and bright smiles flashing inside his mind, making him smile to himself as he rolls over the bed with a pillow clutched against his chest.

*

"So you're telling me, that you no longer have feelings for the gorgeous Kim Jongin," Sehun says as he crosses his arms over his chest. Baekhyun nods slowly, nibbling his sandwich like a hedgehog.

"So who is it, though? Your new crush," Sehun says, nudging Baekhyun's elbow teasingly. "Is it me?"

"In your wildest dreams," Baekhyun says, rolling his eyes that Sehun wants to take his eyeballs off.

"Hey, can I sit with you?"

Baekhyun and Sehun look up to the owner of the voice. Baekhyun quickly nods, a big smile on his lips together with a pink blush on his cheeks. Sehun shakes his head in disbelief.

"Aigoo," Sehun whispers, slapping his forehead with his palm. "Not again."

*

To be continued.

(A/N: I guess, I'm back for now. Thank you for reading!)