*

"The Three AM Challenge of the Haunted Painting."

"Huh?"

"It's the trend, you know! Every student in our school has already done it!" Jongin animatedly says, "And everybody's anticipating for the Student Council to take on the challenge!"

"That's so fucking lame," Jongdae comments as he plays candy crush on his phone while his feet are perched on the council table, "I'd rather fuck my boyfriend on three am than do that shit."

"Agreed," Minseok comments without raising his head from the thick theoretical science books he's flipping.

"You're no fun! What do I expect from a fucking old hag anyway?" Luhan retorts, which Minseok answers with an accurate kick on the shin.

Jongin just rolls his eyes, "Anyway, here's the catch."

The guys come closer to the huddle when Jongin slits his eyes and cups his hand to his mouth, indicating he has to whisper something confidential. Kyungsoo beside him doesn't look a bit interested though, yet his right ear still listens otherwise. Meanwhile Luhan's eyes are sparkling with great enthusiasm same goes for Baekhyun whose hands are already shaking in excitement as he intently listens to the tanned-skinned male.

"Whoever succeeds in putting their initials on the haunted painting," Jongin whispers dramatically, "will have their wish come true."

Baekhyun gasps in surprise, "Really!?"

"Yeah," Jongin replies, "All you have to do is go to the Art Room at the fourth floor of the oldest building at three am, put your name on the painting, and leave. That's it."

"That's so fucking easy! What a piece of cake!" Luhan chimes, laughing. Kyungsoo clicks his tongue as he smiles a knowing smirk. He shakes his head before he closes the book he is reading.

"Unless you won't see her then it's gonna be easy."

"Her?" Jongin asks, lifting an eyebrow.

"Oh, so you didn't know?" Kyungsoo crosses his arms while three pairs of curious eyes watch him. "The lady on the haunted painting, Eve, was the muse of the art. She won't let anyone get near her portrait that was why no one has successfully written their initials yet. They say her ghost was roaming around the school finding the artist of the painting, who was her lover. She wanted to thank him for painting her."

"That's....so romantic," Baekhyun says dreamily, his eyes practically forming hearts. "I wish someone could paint me, too!"

Luhan and Jongin shoot him a weird glance.

"Yeah, paint your face with his come," Kyungsoo answers, then he side-eyes the unsuspecting President who's busy and seriously (and handsomely) typing away on his laptop.

Baekhyun blushes at that.

"Wait, how did you know all that?" Jongin asks, a little bit skeptical. "I thought you're not interested about shit like this."

"Ghosts interest me," Kyungsoo says, and the way he said it just sends a cold chill on Jongin's spine, he gulps, "So yeah. Come on, let's do it."

"D-do what!?"

"The challenge. Let's put our initials on the haunted painting."

"Hah! Psh!" Jongin says, waving a flippant hand, "That's just a rumor! Haunted painting? Nah, all bullshit. Only an idiot would believe that!"

"Yeah, like you seven minutes ago," Luhan mumbles, smirking teasingly. "Babe, don't tell me you're scared?"

"I-I'm not scared! Baekhyun! Baekhyun's scared! Not me!" Jongin suddenly points at the innocent male who just blinks at him. "I bet Baekhyun won't be able to do it! He's a fucking sissy after all. Haha!"

"Luhan hyung, is it real that Eve will make any wish come true?" Baekhyun asks, "If I write my initials on her painting, will she make my wish come true?"

"Of course! She'll make your wish come true, Baekhyun!"

Kyungsoo doesn't know whether to cackle or snort at Baekhyun, Luhan lets out a soft aww, meanwhile Jongin looks a bit pissed.

"Aren't you scared? Can you do it, though?" Jongin asks.

"I'm a little bit scared but I will do it!" Baekhyun firmly says, clenching his fists, "I want to try this challenge."

"What are you gonna wish for anyway?" Kyungsoo inquires, "I can practically see fire in your eyes."

"Well," Baekhyun mutters with a shy smile, then he spares a glance at Chanyeol who's sitting at the far side of the council table still concentrated on his work, "I wish Chanyeol sunbae would notice me."

"He noticed you already," Jongin points out, "He's fucking you, right? Isn't that beyond noticing yet?"

"Idiot," Luhan says, hitting Jongin's head, "What this bitch means is that, he wants the President to notice his heart! Are you fucking dumb or what?"

"Oh," Jongin says, then he shrugs, "You know, if I were you, Baekhyun, I'd just give up."

"Yeah. There's a higher chance of him seeing the ghost Eve than seeing you," Kyungsoo says, making Baekhyun's face fall, "That asshole is a fucking blind who only sees your delicious ass whenever he's horny."

"Baekhyun, don't listen to these motherfuckers! I will support you," Luhan encourages, holding both of Baekhyun's hands, "If you're going to do the challenge then I will cheer for you until the end!"

Baekhyun nods, "Thank you, Luhan hyung!"

"Oh, so you, Luhan, is siding with Baekhyun, my nemesis, and not with me, your own boyfriend," Kyungsoo mutters, raising an annoyed eyebrow, "Fine then. I declare war." He points a direct finger at Baekhyun. "I challenge you to the Three AM Challenge of the Haunted Painting. The one who will be able to put their initials on the painting will be the winner."

"Challenge accepted," Baekhyun bravely says, shaking Kyungsoo's hand. Kyungsoo releases after two seconds and pretends he's disgusted. Baekhyun smirks.

Kyungsoo scoffs, "If I win, you Baekhyun, have to kneel in front of me and---"

"suck my cock---" Jongin interferes.

"No, Jongin," Kyungsoo says, shaking his head, "Baekhyun's basically a slut so he'd definitely like that idea."

Baekhyun frowns, "Just don't make me do any hard work then I'm fine with anything, Kyungsoo."

"If I win, you have to kneel in front of me and kiss my feet," Kyungsoo says. "Deal?"

"Deal!" Baekhyun says, "But if I win, you Kyungsoo, have to---"

"suck my cock---" Jongin interferes again.

"No, Jongin," Luhan says, "And please stop being sexual for once in your life."

"Says the one who's watching gay porn right now."

Luhan quickly hides his phone on his pocket and grins. Clearing his throat, Baekhyun continues to speak.

"If I win, you Kyungsoo, have to buy me lunch."

"That's it?" Kyungsoo says.

"That's it!"

"This sounds fun, oh my god," Jongin giggles, elbowing Luhan, "I want Kyungsoo to win."

"Well, I'm taking Jongin with me," Kyungsoo adds, hooking a hand on Jongin's arm who immediately flashes a scandalized look. "I must have a partner."

"Wait, what!?" Jongin blurts out, "Why do I have to come with you!?"

"Because you're my boyfriend and you love me."

"J-just take Luhan with you!"

"I can't. I'll be Baekhyun's partner!" Luhan exclaims, and all of a sudden, he feels a dark aura emanating from behind him. To check what (who) it is, he slowly turns his head, and immediately cowers the moment he meets Chanyeol's scary gaze.

He nervously swallows, "I-I mean, I'll just be the referee!"

"Who's gonna be my partner then?" Baekhyun sadly asks, "Can I go there alone?"

"Why don't you ask your bestfriend, Sehun to come with you," Jongin suggests, "I'm sure he'd want to accompany you."

"That's a great idea! I'll call him."

Baekhyun comes back with his shoulders slumped. Luhan, Kyungsoo and Jongin wait for him to speak.

"He said he'll be busy sleeping and he's scared of ghosts so he can't join me."

"Hah. Gaaaaay," Jongin says, snorting and laughing.

"And you're not," Kyungsoo says.

"Well, I'm gay but he's fucking gayer."

"You say that now but time will come that you'd be gay for him," Luhan says.

"Anyway!" Grinning, Baekhyun claps his hands, "I can go there by myself without a partner! I'm not scared of ghosts anyway!"

"What are you scared of then?" Jongin asks, "You look so fearless."

"I'm scared of losing Chanyeol sunbae, that's all," Baekhyun confidently says, then he whispers quietly, "And I'm scared when he fucks me whenever he's mad. He turns into a monster."

"Oh my god," Jongin mutters, "Does he bite?"

"Not only he bites," Baekhyun says, slitting his eyes. He lets out a cute growl, "He devours."

"OH MY GOD!"

"FUCK! HE'S A BEAST!"

"Why am I not even surprised."

"You all know I can hear you, right."

The huddle disperses quickly, hearing Chanyeol's intimidating voice from the corner. The next thing Baekhyun knows, everybody has filed out of the room, leaving him and Chanyeol who's at the table, alone.

Baekhyun is about to sneakily follow the others when Chanyeol suddenly calls his name.

"Baekhyun."

That alone makes Baekhyun's heart jump out of his ribcage. He has to hold his chest in place and keep his composure not to appear nervous in front of the President.

"I called you."

Baekhyun comes towards him, not meeting Chanyeol's eyes. Because the moment he lifts his face at the President, he doesn't know whether he'd be able to control himself or right away melt. Chanyeol is too handsome he could die. He also smells good this close.

Baekhyun sits on the chair beside him.

Silence fills the air.

"Chanyeol sunbae?"

"What?"

"Are you done with your work?" Baekhyun asks, just for the sake of having something to say, because damn, Chanyeol wouldn't talk after he called him like this.

"What do you think," Chanyeol answers with a question as well, not even bothering to look at the male as he finishes his report, "Do I look like I'm done?"

"No..." Baekhyun quietly says. He can't help staring how the glasses slide down the bridge of Chanyeol's nose, and how Chanyeol scrunches his nose everytime it happens.

Aww. He's so cute.

Chanyeol suddenly looks at him.

Baekhyun jumps into his seat and quickly averts his eyes, pretending he's yawning and scratching his tummy which is not even itchy.

"You wanna say something?"

"Oh! Uhm, well." Baekhyun plays with the imaginary dust on the table using his index finger, "I-I was just wondering if you have some time..." He travels his eyes around except for the President's face, "could you be my partner at the three am challenge?"

Chanyeol shuts his laptop and turns fully to Baekhyun who's sinked on his chair.

"You want me to play your shitty game."

Baekhyun nods his head slowly.

"And who do you think you are to ask that?"

Baekhyun flinches, furiously shaking his head, "Ah, please forget I asked such a silly question... I-I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry!"

"If you do what I tell you then I'll think about it."

Baekhyun shoots his head up, "R-really?!"

"You sound so excited," Chanyeol says with a laugh. He leans closer and perches his chin on his hand. "Say, what do you think would I want this time?"

"What Chanyeol sunbae would want this time," Baekhyun ponders, "Ah!" He finally notices that they are now literally alone in one room and there's like, a huge table here, and it's already six o'clock in the evening. "You would want me to blow you?"

"That'll do but that's not exactly the fucking answer that I wanted," Chanyeol says, yet he is unzipping his pants already as he sits comfortably on his swivel chair. Baekhyun crawls under the table, settling himself in between the President's parted thighs.

Chanyeol clenches Baekhyun's jaw using his strong hand, forcing his chin up.

"Make me come in less than two minutes. If you can't do that then I'll kick you out."

"Y-yes, Chanyeol sunbae," Baekhyun answers.

A series of deep moans and grunts echo within the four corners of the room as Baekhyun slides his tongue on Chanyeol's semi-hard cock. He never forgets to stroke the length first before slowly putting it inside his mouth to suck it.

"Ah, fuck. Keep going," Chanyeol says, squeezing his eyes shut as he throws his head back in pleasure. He feels a pair of cold hands snaking on his spread thighs, rubbing his lap up and down, "Shit, Baekhyun. Stop doing that!"

"But you told me to keep going," Baekhyun says, jacking off Chanyeol's manhood inside his fist using both hands, "Am I... Am I doing it wrong?" He swallows the cock again and bobs his head up and down, making sure he's giving head properly this time.

"I'm gonna fuck your face hard if you don't keep your hands to yourself!" Chanyeol blurts out, gripping Baekhyun's hair with extra force, "Don't touch my lap!"

"B-but I'm not touching your lap!"

Chanyeol opens his eyes.

He sees two extra hands on top of his lap coming from the dark behind Baekhyun.

"FUCK!!!"

He stands up in shock and shoves Baekhyun away on the floor, his eyes widening twice their size while he glares down at the male under the table. Rubbing his eyes, the black veiny hands are now gone, except he is faced with Baekhyun looking up to him with pure confusion and hurt.

He takes a deep breath before hurriedly zipping his pants up.

"I'm sorry," Baekhyun apologizes, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his uniform, "If I'm still terrible at this..."

"I-it's fine," Chanyeol mutters, lowkey taking a peek down the table. Did I see that wrongly?

"I promise to do better next time!" Baekhyun says as he gets out of the table. He bows politely. "I'm sorry if I couldn't make you come. I'm so worthless..."

"Stop apologizing. I'm not in the mood to do this anymore," Chanyeol says as he fixes his uniform. He grabs his stuff and puts them inside his bag. "Let's go."

"Are we going home now?" Baekhyun asks while skipping beside Chanyeol. He matches his bigger steps with his smaller ones.

The skies are already dark but for Baekhyun it's still bright, especially if he's walking with Chanyeol closely like this.

"Students have already gone home save for us. I wonder if the gates are still open. What do you think, Chanyeol sunbae?"

Chanyeol pays him no mind as he cautiously senses his surroundings. He can feel something strange and eerie, as if he's being followed and spied on.

As if someone has been watching him.

"Chanyeol sunbae!"

"Huh?" He turns to Baekhyun grinning at him. They're now outside the school gates. "What is it?"

"I said, I'm coming home with Sehun," Baekhyun says, pointing at Sehun who's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, "I didn't know he waited for me to come out."

Sehun glares at Chanyeol shortly and rolls his eyes, "Come on, Baekhyun. Let's go home. I'm hungry."

Baekhyun puts his hands in front of him and bows while Chanyeol only stares blankly at him.

"Chanyeol sunbae, I'll see you tomorrow then."

But before Baekhyun could leave with Sehun, Chanyeol grabs his arm to stop him.

Baekhyun looks at the hand clutched on his elbow before looking up to Chanyeol's face.

"Wait."

Sehun stops and also looks.

"Stay with me."

Baekhyun's eyes widen, and a blush slowly creeps on his cheeks hearing that sentence. When Chanyeol realizes the weight of what he has just blurted out, he quickly lets go of Baekhyun and tears his gaze away.

"W-what I mean is, you should stay with me tonight. You asked me to be your partner on that shitty challenge, did you? So I'm telling you to just come with me so we could leave together at dawn," Chanyeol explains. "That's it."

Sehun scoffs on the side, "Bullshit."

"Does this mean you're coming with me as my partner?" Baekhyun asks happily, his eyes sparkling, "And you're asking me to sleep over tonight?"

"I'm not asking you. I'm commanding you."

Sehun hates that smile on Baekhyun's face. He right away regrets turning him down earlier. That should be him with Baekhyun and not this stupid asshole.

"See you tomorrow, Sehun!" Baekhyun says as he waves at Sehun goodbye at the passenger's seat, "You sure you don't want Chanyeol sunbae to take you home?"

"I'd rather walk than ride his filthy car."

"Start walking then," Chanyeol says, before he is driving off in record speed, leaving Sehun alone in the pavement.

Sehun coughs when the smoke and dust enter his throat. "That son of a bitch!"

*

From: Kyungsoo

Don't forget the challenge, Baekhyun. See you in school at 2:45am. Don't be late or else I'll castrate you.

Baekhyun shivers at Kyungsoo's text, so he just replies a curt okay before hiding his phone under his pillow. Shifting on the couch, he fixes his blanket and finds a more comfortable position.

It's eleven o'clock and he still can't sleep.

"I wonder if he's already sleeping," Baekhyun tells himself as he stares up the ceiling. "I wonder if I could snuggle with him and hug him..." He sighs. "Well, of course, I couldn't..."

He hears shifting noises and soft thuds of footsteps so he slightly gets up. Looking around the spacious mansion, he sees the kitchen lights turned on.

"Did Chanyeol sunbae go down to drink water?" He spots a figure standing still behind the curtain. "What's he doing there?"

Rubbing his eyes to see clearer, Baekhyun gets up and removes his blanket, blindly wearing the slippers Chanyeol provided for him. He walks towards the kitchen and eyes the tall shadow who's not even moving a bit at the distance.

It suddenly moves so Baekhyun steps back.

"W-why is he moving like that," Baekhyun asks himself with eyebrows furrowed as he observes "Chanyeol" behind the curtain rocking back and forth in a creepy motion, moving and swaying vertically. "What's happening to him?"

It goes faster.

With feather-light steps, he goes to the curtain being flown by the wind, stretching his arm to it to reveal the figure behind. His heart rings inside his ears as his hand stops midair, feeling the hairs on his nape stand.

There's something cold subtly brushing the back of his neck so he turns his head around.

"Ch-chanyeol sunbae?"

He sees nothing.

But when he faces back to the direction of the kitchen, his eyes widen in utter horror seeing Chanyeol practically standing in front of him wearing a disturbing sinister smile.

The lights suddenly turn on.

"What are you doing this late?" a voice says so Baekhyun turns his head, seeing Chanyeol who just got downstairs.

Baekhyun who's standing at the middle of the house in his pajamas, blinks, obviously baffled. Chanyeol passes beside him and heads to the kitchen before opening the fridge. He gets himself a glass of water.

"How--- why--- since when--- You're there," Baekhyun stutters, looking alternately at Chanyeol and the curtain. "I thought... You were in the kitchen the whole time."

"I was in my room upstairs until I heard your voice," Chanyeol says, and Baekhyun's knees start to tremble recalling what he saw earlier. He definitely saw Chanyeol at the kitchen. He saw him smiling at him. "So I decided to check up on you."

"I-I... I'm fine. I-I just saw a bug," Baekhyun lies, letting out an awkward laugh. Absent-mindedly, he steals the half-filled glass of water from Chanyeol's hand and drinks on it.

Chanyeol lifts an eyebrow. "Did you just drink my water?"

Baekhyun breathes, shaking his head and brushing off what he saw. He just scratches his head and goes back to sitting on the couch.

"Good night, Chanyeol sunbae... I'm sorry for bothering you."

Chanyeol clears his throat and pretends to look at his watch which is not even on his wrist.

"I can't go back to sleep."

Baekhyun bites his lower lip and chuckles. "Me too."

Chanyeol looks at him, "Sleep with me."

Whether it means something related to sex or not, Baekhyun is willing to do both or any of the two. He wordlessly follows Chanyeol to his room and closes the door behind when they enter.

"Should I use the couch?"

"Just sleep beside me. It's fine."

Chanyeol's bed is a lot more bigger compared to what he owns in their apartment, but this bed feels warmer now that the person he loves is lying next to him. It's only a hairsbreadth away, and Baekhyun can already touch Chanyeol's skin this near.

A few more breaths and courage away, and he can already have Chanyeol inside his arms.

Can he be greedy for just once?

"I want to hold you," Baekhyun speaks in the quiet as he stares at Chanyeol's back facing him. "I want to hug you."

Chanyeol clearly hears him yet he refuses to speak nor move on his position.

"I know I've already said this before, but I want to still tell you," Baekhyun softly says, "how much I love you."

At the mention of that word, Chanyeol shifts and turns around to see the male. Baekhyun is looking at him with such expressive eyes, while the only thing he can do is stare.

And nod.

"I know."

To Baekhyun it's enough. Chanyeol will probably say it back next time.

"Do you want to fuck me tonight?"

"I'm not in the mood," Chanyeol answers, and just the thought of what he saw at the student council room is making him shiver, "Let's just do that next time."

"Okay, next time," Baekhyun says, hiding the disappointment with an eyesmile. "I don't think I can sleep anymore. Can we just stay all night like this?"

"If I had to see your face like this," Chanyeol says, "I think....I wouldn't mind."

Baekhyun smiles. "I wouldn't mind, too."

Chanyeol studies Baekhyun's face this near, and he stops the urge to stretch his hand and touch his cheek and hair. He has no reason to do such thing. Staring like this would be more rational and logical.

"I will melt if you keep on staring at me like that," Baekhyun says, smiling at Chanyeol who hasn't spoken yet for the span of three minutes, "Penny for your thoughts?"

"What do you think would I want this time?"

"Nothing?"

"Why?"

"You want me," Baekhyun says, "But you already own me."

Chanyeol lets out a small smirk, "How confident are you?"

"Would you ask me to stay if you didn't?"

"I'm just used to having you around."

Baekhyun is taken a back for a split second before he breaks into a fit of hearty chuckle under his breath. Chanyeol is a foot away, yet he can feel his warmth and it makes him oddly happy somehow.

"Ah, I'm excited to see the haunted painting!"

"Why do you still need to do that?" Chanyeol asks. "You know that's just complete nonsense. A rumor made up by students who have nothing to do with their lives."

"They say that if I succeed on the challenge, the ghost will make my wish come true," Baekhyun giggles, "Isn't that amazing, Chanyeol sunbae?"

Chanyeol rolls his eyes, "And what is that childish wish of yours?"

"Well," Baekhyun hugs the nearest pillow like he owns it, "It's a secret."

"Whatever it is, it doesn't matter," Chanyeol says, turning his back again to face the wall, "Because it already came true."

Baekhyun snuggles closer, "What?"

"I said shut up and pretend to sleep," Chanyeol mumbles, letting out a fake yawn.

Baekhyun coughs and sneaks his hands behind Chanyeol to hug his waist. He can feel him tense for a while but surprisingly, he doesn't shove him away.

He just lets him hug his back like a koala.

"Thank you," Chanyeol can hear Baekhyun mumble against his back while smothering his face on it. He laughs like crazy while kicking his feet.

But he feels cold, though.

So Chanyeol shoves him away, "Stop hugging me, will you?"

"But I'm not hugging you."

Chanyeol then turns around, seeing Baekhyun at the door of the bathroom who just got out after peeing.

His eyes widen in terror, squirming as he jumps out of the bed.

"H-how did you---- since when have you---!!!"

Baekhyun carefully sits on the edge of the bed but Chanyeol scoots away, kicking the pillow. "Don't you fucking dare get near me!"

"What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?" Baekhyun asks worriedly.

"A-a-are you pulling a prank on me!?" Chanyeol screams, "Fuck, it's not funny anymore, you hear me!?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Chanyeol sunbae!" Baekhyun argues, almost crying.

"At the student council room! Huh! You thought I didn't know!? Those! Those fake hands!" Chanyeol flails his arms furiously, "You were rubbing them on my lap! And, and! Here, on the bed! You just fucking hugged me, didn't you!?

"WHY WOULD I FUCKING HUG YOU, HUH!! YOU WOULDN'T EVEN LET ME GET NEAR YOU WITHIN ONE METER RADIUS!" Baekhyun screams as well, "The one who's pulling a prank on me is you, Chanyeol sunbae!" He points at Chanyeol accusingly. "At the kitchen earlier! You were hiding behind the curtain! You were trying to scare me by doing this, this dance!" He moves his body rapidly to demonstrate, like rocking crazily, "Hah! You thought I didn't know?!"

Chanyeol's face turns blank.

"Baekhyun."

"W-what, why!?"

Slowly, Chanyeol raises his arm and points behind Baekhyun.

Baekhyun's eyes widen in fear.

"W-what are you seeing?"

"Sssh," Chanyeol whispers, not taking his eyes off behind Baekhyun. He gestures his hand for the male to come closer, "Don't look behind no matter what."

"I'm scared!" Baekhyun cries, carefully walking towards the bed, "Chanyeol sunbae!!!"

"Come here."

As soon as Baekhyun arrives in Chanyeol's arms, he immediately pulls him into an embrace, burying his face into that broad chest while trembling.

"I-is it gone?"

"Baekhyun," a deep voice says, so Baekhyun accidentally turns his head to the source, seeing Chanyeol standing at the door. He checks the face of the one he's holding, and it morphs into a face of a hideous corpse with rotten scars and blood on it.

"AHHHHHH!!!!!" He screams out loud, pushing the body away. He hurriedly runs for dear life but he trips on the floor. He hugs his knees close to his chest. "Get away from me!!!"

"Baekhyun."

"No! Don't touch me!"

"Baekhyun..."

"NO!"

"Hey, Baekhyun."

Eveything goes black.

Baekhyun opens his eyes.

"What happened to you?"

He catches for his breath while holding his chest. There are beads of sweat trickling on his forehead while his heart beats wildly.

Looking around him, he sees the student council room and Chanyeol's blurry face in front of him.

"You were talking in your sleep," Chanyeol asks, "What's the matter with you?"

Baekhyun touches his aching head. "I think... I just just had a bad dream."

"About what?"

"The Three AM Challenge of the Haunted Painting."

Baekhyun turns to Jongin who's sitting at the table.

"It's the trend, you know! Every student in our school has already done it!" Jongin animatedly says, "And everybody's anticipating for the Student Council to take on the challenge!"

"That's so fucking lame," Jongdae comments as he plays candy crush on his phone while his feet are perched on the council table, "I'd rather fuck my boyfriend on three am than do that shit."

"Agreed," Minseok comments without raising his head from the thick theoretical science books he's flipping.

"Oh my god," Baekhyun mutters, hugging Chanyeol all of a sudden and squeezing his biceps, "Chanyeol sunbae..."

"What?"

"Y-you're really here, right?"

"Of course," Chanyeol mutters, looking down at Baekhyun in confusion. "Do I fucking look like I'm in somewhere else?"

"Thank god," Baekhyun breathes. He can hear Kyungsoo and Luhan bickering in the background about some challenge, "That's a relief then. I don't want the challenge anymore. I only want you... Please let me stay like this for a minute..."

Chanyeol looks around and when he realizes the coast is clear, he helpessly sighs, and subtly puts his hand behind Baekhyun's back.

He taps it gently.

Baekhyun lets out a small smile and snuggles closer, "Thank you."

"Forty seconds left."

"It's still forty one!"

"Thirty nine."

"No!"

"Thirty six..."

*

END