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(A/N: Thank you for the nice comments on the previous chapters, I appreciate them very much! So I'm really working hard to bring you more beautiful chapters ahead! I hope you like this chapter and enjoy reading! I'm sorry for the outcome of this in advance, I hope you don't get mad at me.)

"Higher."

"Here?"

"Wait... Hold it there. There."

"Here?"

"No. Move it a litte bit to the left," Luhan instructs as he taps his pen on his pouted lips. He narrows his eyes, checking if the poster is pasted evenly against the wall.

"I said higher."

Baekhyun lifts the poster higher.

"Is this okay now?" he asks with a sigh. His arms hurt to be honest, he's holding the poster for about ten minutes with his short arms while tipping his toes.

Baekhyun mentally groans, but he knows he can't complain though, because Luhan will surely punish him again. Just like that time they were alone last week, Baekhyun suddenly flushes at the memory. Luhan asked him to do his homework because his sunbae was tired, and Baekhyun got three answers wrong. They ended up making out, kissing each other on the couch until Baekhyun came back to his senses and pushed Luhan away.

"Sunbae, please."

"You fucking liked it, hmm?" Luhan had said that time, watching Baekhyun's flustered face. "You like kissing your sunbae?"

"No," Baekhyun lies. "I don't."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," Luhan said, patting Baekhyun's cheek. "It's our secret. No one needs to know. You can kiss me all you want."

Baekhyun shakes his head, waking himself from that shameful memory, until he hears Luhan's voice again.

"The fuck, Baekhyun. I said higher. What the fuck are you fucking--"

"Language," Chanyeol says in a warning tone as he passes by in front of the Secretary. Luhan replies him with an irritated Whatever as he watches how Chanyeol walks towards Baekhyun, helping him with the poster with his longer arms.

Baekhyun turns his head to see who it is who's guiding his arm, their bodies are pressed together as Chanyeol holds his elbow, lifting the poster higher. Chanyeol smiles down brightly at the Vice President, and Baekhyun just stares awestruck at Chanyeol's white set of teeth and at his beautiful almond eyes.

"Is there... something on my face?"

"Huh? Oh! N-nothing!" Baekhyun says, avoiding Chanyeol's eyes, the apples of his cheeks are turning pink. "D-don't mind me."

"Oh god, what a lovely sight," Luhan says in the background as he crosses his arms over his chest with a huff. Jongin winks at him behind the Biology book he's holding, oblivious of the death glare Kyungsoo is sending towards his general direction.

Luhan winks back at his boyfriend while wearing a spit-eating grin as he points at Kyungsoo. "Don't flirt with me, your boyfriend's being a spawn of Satan again."

"Don't mind him. He's just jealous I fucked you last time."

"I fucked Luhan last night," Kyungsoo says with a smirk on his lips. Luhan chuckles. "Fuck, I swear he has the best ass in the world."

Jongin's eyes grow wide, he grips Kyungsoo's narrow shoulders with his tanned hands. "WHAT!!!?"

"What," Kyungsoo says monotonously. "He's my boyfriend."

"FUCK. YOU TWO FUCKING HAD SEX WITHOUT ME."

"Look who's talking," Kyungsoo deadpans. "You thought I didn't know you're sneaking out of bed to fuck Luhan on the couch!?"

"YOU FUCKED LUHAN," Jongin says within gritted teeth. "I thought you love me?"

"I thought you love me, too?"

"I'm not involved, I'm not involved," Luhan mutters, shaking his head. He earns a kick from Minseok who's doing his essay paper.

"ME or this slut!?" Kyungsoo asks as he points at Luhan who's staring at them innocently. "CHOOSE!"

"Fuck, of course it's YOU!"

"I thought you love me?" Luhan asks, his face in mock hurt. "You fucking lied to me, Jongin!"

"Oh god, I swear I have two hearts," Jongin says with a frown Kyungsoo wants to punch his face. "I love you both!"

"FUCK YOU! HOW CAN YOU FUCKING LOVE BOTH, FUCK! I'M FUCKING OUT OF HERE!!!"

"No, Kyungsoo wait!"

"Don't fucking try to follow me!"

"But--"

"NO!"

Kyungsoo walks out of the room after he both shoved Chanyeol and Baekhyun apart as he passes by between them angrily. Luhan laughs, eyeing his hot boyfriend and his cute boyfriend follow each other around the room. He can feel something poke his arm, so he turns to Jongdae who's giving him a scowl.

"What?"

"How can you manage having four or more boyfriends at the same fucking time?"

Luhan grins, licking his lips. "For the record, I only have three. Jongin's my boyfriend. Kyungsoo's my boyfriend. And Jaewon is my boyfriend-- oh, wait no. I already broke up with him. So he's now my my ex, so does Chanyeol."

"What? You call that, 'only?' The fuck."

"You want to join our threesome?" Luhan suggest while wiggling his eyebrows. "Oh, that would be... foursome, I think?"

"No, thanks for the offer, though, and besides I have my own boyfriend here," Jongdae says as he pats Minseok by his side. He turns to Luhan as he cringes, his whole face spasming. "You three are so filthy."

Luhans laughs. "Actually, it's Jongin and Kyungsoo only, not me. I'm cleaning my own come. They both don't clean their loads when they come."

"Fuck. You three are all so fucking weirdos," Minseok says as he looks up from his paper which is only half-written. "Is your odd relationship even allowed in the Republic of Korea!?"

"What odd relationship are you talking about?"

"You three are all boyfriends," Minseok whispers, looking around to check if someone can hear him. "How is that even possible!?"

"It's a secret," Luhan says, stifling his laughter when he sees Jongdae and Minseok's eyes widen.

"Is that... the reason why you and the President--"

Luhan's eyes enlarge. He clamps Minseok's mouth just before he could utter something."

"Can't you tell me!?" Minseok asks in a cute tone. "I'm your bestfriend!"

"I already told you," Luhan says a matter-of-factly. "You know the reason."

Jongdae shrugs his shoulders and Minseok sighs in surrender. "Fine."

"You're so complicated," Jongdae comments while massaging his temples.

"It's fun."

"And you're hitting on the Vice President, too. I'll tell this to Chanyeol."

"But Baekhyun's so adorable and cute and fucking sexy," Luhan says, eyeing Baekhyun from the corner of his eyes who's having a happy conversation with just the two of him and Chanyeol. Luhan licks his lips.

"Bullshit, I really want to fuck him, or just taste his cock," Luhan says, his eyes getting heated and heated as seconds go by of him ogling at Baekhyun. "But the President has his eyes on him I couldn't do anything."

"All of us wants to fuck him," Minseok says, staring also at Baekhyun who's now giggling as Chanyeol pinches his cheek. Jongdae nods.

"But the President.... Fuck, he won't even fucking share.. unlike what he did with you before--"

"That's the past, don't fucking bring that back," Luhan replies, putting his chin on top of his hand. "He completely replaced me."

"Is he... no longer fucking you now?"

"Not anymore, since Baekhyun came."

"Shit," Jongdae says, shaking his head. "That's new."

"So that's why you're latching yourself with Jongin and Kyungsoo," Minseok says with a smirk. "Boo-hoo."

Luhan stays quiet for the first time in this day as he looks at Chanyeol and Baekhyun who's still talking about nonsense with stupid grins etched on their faces. Luhan forces a smile.

"I was just his slut."

*

Baekhyun didn't know that the President could be this funny, that he almost laughed all throughout their conversation because really, Chanyeol's stories cracked him up. Baekhyun learns two things: Chanyeol's left eye twitches when he laughs, and Chanyeol's smiles are really beautiful that Baekhyun finds himself staring at it for seconds that he doesn't notice Chanyeol has asked him a question.

Just like now.

"Hey, you still with me?"

"Huh?"

Chanyeol chuckles. "You didn't hear me, did you?"

Baekhyun nods his head shyly. "I'm so sorry, Chanyeol-sunbae. I-I got distracted.'

"With my face?"

"Yes-- I mean. No!"

Chanyeol laughs again, and Baekhyun swears the President did that twitch on his eye again.

"I asked you, though," Chanyeol says as he brings his hand up to cup Baekhyun's neck. He squeezes it gently making Baekhyun to jerk in surprise.

"Where did you get this... hickey?" Chanyeol asks as he eyes the beautiful mark he planted himself on Baekhyun's neck. He swipes his thumb along the reddish bite, causing Baekhyun to flush even more.

"I-I don't know," he mumbles, feeling embarrassed because maybe the President is thinking he's with someone now, where in fact, he's single. He doesn't have any boyfriend nor a girlfriend this time and he himself is also confused why a hickey would suddenly appear on his neck.

"Are you... seeing someone right now?" Chanyeol asks in a sad voice, that Baekhyun thinks that the President is maybe disappointed about it. Baekhyun doesn't know what to think about that, but he's lying if he says he's not feeling giddy about the President asking him such question.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Baekhyun quickly shakes his head, his face is still red. Never in his mind he wishes that to happen.

"I'm not... interested," Baekhyun says as he plays with his fingers on top of his lap. "...with girls."

Chanyeol breaks into a smile as if he already knows the answer. "Oh, that's--"

Baekhyun looks up, his eyes hopeful. "That's?"

"Nice? I guess." Chanyeol shrugs his shoulders.

Baekhyun can feel his ears getting hotter. Chanyeol said it was nice. Baekhyun doesn't want to get his hopes up, but he wants to hope again this time. "W-what do you mean?"

Chanyeol flashes his signature smile. "Nothing. It's expected anyway."

"What are you saying, sunbae," Baekhyun says while pouting. "You're making me... uncomfortable."

"No need to feel that way, Baekhyun," Chanyeol says while shrugging his shoulders. He gives Baekhyun a tiny smile. "I understand. It's okay... I'm glad you told me that."

Baekhyun feels like his heart drops a huge weight after hearing what Chanyeol said. He thinks he can breathe normally now, and Chanyeol's hand on top of his head ruffling his fluffy hair makes him relaxed as well, but not really, because his heart is still beating fast inside his chest.

"You are?"

Chanyeol nods. "It means we're now friends, right? Friends tell each other everything."

"O-of course," Baekhyun shyly answers as he manages to smile widely. "You can tell me your secrets, too."

"Oh, I have many," Chanyeol says with a light chuckle. "Too many to mention."

"Really? Can you tell me one?"

"Not now. I'll just buy you a sandwich," the President says, pulling Baekhyun's hand with him. "Come on."

"But why?" Baekhyun tries to ask even though Chanyeol's fingers are warm against his palm.

"To make up to you."

"Okay."

Baekhyun stands as he follows the President and now, he doesn't care about the stares he's receiving from the people as Chanyeol holds his hand, leading him the way.

*

"Are you still mad at me?" a pouting Jongin asks Kyungsoo as he tugs the older's uniform with his hand. "Yah. Kyungsoo-hyung."

"Don't you fucking 'Kyungsoo-hyung' me," Kyungsoo retorts as he rolls his eyes in an irritated manner. He yanks Jongin's hand away from the sleeve of his navy blue coat. "I'm still mad at you."

"I thought we talked about this? About Luhan," Jongin says, huffing air to his bangs. "You already agreed to this, right? You agreed to this arrangement and you fucking like this. You even fucked him."

Kyungsoo blushes, averting his eyes off the younger. "I don't--"

"Don't you lie to me, Kyungsoo." Jongin corners Kyungsoo with his two arms, pinning him against the wall. He peeks under Kyungsoo's bangs to look at Kyungsoo's round eyes. "Don't fucking deny you don't like this."

"Fuck. Fine, whatever, you win," Kyungsoo says back, wrapping his arms around Jongin's neck as he crashes their lips together in a sloppy kiss. Jongin smirks against the kiss as he devours his boyfriend's mouth with his expert tongue. They make out hungrily, moans nd grunts filling the air as both hands roam against each other's heated body.

Before parting away, Kyungsoo obscenely moans, tugging Jongin's hair as he breathes for a while, a string of saliva connecting their swollen lips. "I just miss you, is all.. I miss you, Jongin."

"I miss you, too," Jongin whispers huskily, then he chuckles. "Kyungsoo, I didn't replace you if that's what you think, I always love you and that's already a given."

"I know," Kyungsoo says, smiling. "I'm sorry. I know what you feel about me and about him, and I shouldn't have questioned that."

"You feel the same way, too, even if you don't say it out loud," Jongin says as he brushes Kyungsoo's fringe. "You won't keep him if you don't have any affection towards him."

"Excuse you, I'm just following the President's ord--"

"Bullshit," Jongin says with a grin as shakes his head. "Don't fool me, I know you too well."

"Sure, you do."

A cough interrupts their quiet conversation. Both males look towards the newcomer who is now crossing his arms over his chest. Jongin smiles.

"Have you made up?"

"I think so," Jongin says, shrugging. He turns to Kyungsoo, raising his left eyebrow. "Have we?"

Giving a tiny smile, Kyungsoo nods. Luhan chuckles, scratching the back of his neck, and Jongin knows that the oldest is flustered.

"I'm sorry, I know that I'm just a sl--"

"Don't apologize. You've had enough of that, and don't ever say that word again," Kyungsoo says as he walks towards Luhan, pulling Luhan's head down in level with his face to meet those pretty lips.

Luhan startles a bit at first, but he then kisses Kyungsoo back, letting plump lips graze against his soft ones. He is being pushed against the wall, submissively allowing Kyungsoo to plant searing kisses against his mouth. Slick tongue pokes his parted lips, moaning when Kyungsoo's tongue roams around the inside of his heated mouth.

Jongin watches the sight before him with a warm smile on his lips, the two making out furiously in front of him makes his blood rise to south.

"Don't feel sorry," Kyungsoo says after they finished kissing, his forehead pressed against the older's chest.

"You belong with us, don't forget that," Jongin says with a smile. He strides towards Luhan, and strokes Luhan's red swollen lips glossed with saliva where Kyungsoo has just kissed. Luhan closes his eyes, appreciating the tender touch.

"Luhan, you are ours," Kyungsoo says after a while, a tone of possessiveness in his voice.

Luhan smiles, then he nods. "And I am both yours."

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To be continued.

(A/N: I love ChanBaek, BaekHan and OT3.)