~Yixing~

He's late today, I wonder if something happened to him. Is he sick? Was there an accident? Oh my god, what if he's hurt?

Panic seeps into my bones and my breath starts coming out rushed and harsh. He's dead and I haven't even introduced myself to him. He's dead and he'll never know that I love him.

I breath out a large breath of relief when I see said boy rush into the class room, seconds before the professor calls the class into attention. He gives the professor a slight nod and looks around for an empty seat, before his eyes land on the chair next to mine.

My eyes bulge and the panic I was momentarily relived from rushes back to the surface as he makes his way up the steps to his seat.

This can't be happening, this isn't possible... 'ok, stay calm, Yixing. He'll just ignore you all class, you'll be fine and then we can all move on with our lives'

But clearly the universe hates me, because as soon as he sits down, that familiar sent of him, sandalwood and lavender, enters my senses and I can't help the longing sigh that escapes my lips.

I freeze when I feel his eyes on me, and I'm unable to stop my eyes from glancing at him from the corners. He really is staring at me, like not just a casual look, but a piercing, almost amazed type stare. I swallow hard and shift in my seat, which seems to snap him out of it. He clears his throat and turns back to the professor, leaving me breathless and slightly shaky.

The way he had looked at me, it made my skin burn, and a knot pulls in my lower stomach, but in a good way. I've seen those eyes so many times but never once directed at me, only in my head has he ever stared at me like that, and all of those times he was doing things to me that are intensely inappropriate to do in a classroom.

I feel heat rush to my lower abdomen, causing me to fidget as the memory of a set of piercing, smoldering eyes staring into my soul, stripping me of any innocence I had left. Even with my eyes open I can see them clearly, possessive, almost feral, as he touches me, caresses me, worshipping my body in ways I can't even imagine.

Junmyeon clears his throat next to me and I snap out of the daydream I had lost myself in. I swallow thickly and once again fidgit in my seat. I take my book off the table and place it over my crotch to conceal what this man has done to me with only a single look.

"Are you ok?" A voice ...that voice whispers in my ear, forcing my breath to catch.

I swallow hard and nod slightly not being able to trust my voice at the moment. I know how I must look right now, flushed to hell, curled in on myself, and breathing harshly.

For the rest of class I don't hear one word the professor says. All of my thoughts are on Junmyeon and my -slowly becoming more of a problem- boner, and by the time class is over, my dick is aching and I feel hot and sweaty.

"Hey Xing, are you okay?" Someone asks coming up to me as people are leaving the room.

I glance up, never having felt happier to see one of my friends. "Sehun." I whine.

Sehun sighs. "Come on, let me help you back to the house, Hyung. If you were sick you shouldn't have come to class."

Sehun secures an arm around me and tells me to hold his hoodie, which he conveniently presses right in front of my problem. Then he grabs my bag and starts helping me down the stairs, to the exit.

I glance up and catch the worried, and seemingly agitated eyes of none other than Junmyeon... but, no, that's not possible, I'm imagining things, right? Sehun drags me out of the class room before I have anymore time to question it.

We make it to the end of the hallway and I halt our movements. "I think I'm going to be sick, I'm just going to go to the bathroom really quick."

Sehun nods and surprisingly helps me into the bathroom. "Here, go into the last stall so we can both fit."

"Sehun, you don't have to hold my hair back or anything. I'll be fine and you probably don't want to see this"

"It's fine hyung, let me take care of you." He drops our things outside the stall and pushes me inside till I'm sitting on the toilet, still clutching Sehun's hoodie in my hands.

Sehun lifts an eyebrow, leaning over grasping at his hoodie, starting a small tug of war with me.

"Sehun, really, I'm fine. Just wait outside. I'll be out in a bit" I say feeling a bit flustered.

Sehun rolls his eyes. "hyung, we're not leaving till you let me help you."

I sigh, giving up, letting him pull the hoodie from my tight grasp. My hardness obvious for the world to see, pressed tightly against my jeans. I avoid his eyes and feel my cheeks heat up, as the small stall is overwhelmed with awkward silence.

"It's amazing how you can be so shy despite everything." Sehun chuckles as my blush deepens.

Abruptly, without so much as a single warning, he drops to his knees, prompting my eyes to bulge. "What are you doing, Sehun?"

"Taking care of you, Hyung. That guy that sat next to you, he's the one you're in love with right? The one you stalk? He made you this way, didn't he?"

I swallow and look away, not really wanting to answer any of his questions. "Sehunnie, you don't have to do this."

"I want to, Yixing hyung. You always take care of me, let me take care of you." He says, then proceeds to unbuckle my belt and slide my jeans down to my knees, followed by my boxers.

I sigh at the feeling of finally being free from the confines of my cloths, but don't have time to enjoy it when Sehun's lips suddenly find their way around the head of my member. I jump, yelping at the sudden contact, then moan once the pleasure kicks in. I blink rapidly for a second, trying to calm my breathing from being caught off guard by his actions. This boy gets straight to the point, with zero teasing, and I like that... maybe a little too much.

"Oh shit." I call out and grip at Sehun's hair, before removing my hands so I won't pull too hard and hurt him.

"It's okay, Yixing hyung. Pull my hair... I like it" our little macknee says without any hesitance in his voice.

I curse and get a good handful of his hair just in time for him to lick a long strip from the base to the tip, making me jolt and pull at his hair. Sehun moans and I can't help but mirror his sound.

More curses fall out of my mouth as he tongues the slit, then takes all of me in once again. The boy is a genius at giving head, and right now I'm thankful, but later I know I'll have questions for how my innocent little baby Sehunnie knows how to do this.

Sehun reaches up and fingers at my balls, while deep throating me like a pro. I quickly start to feel that tightness in my lower abdomen, and I pull roughly at Sehun's hair.

"Hunnie, I'm about to cum. Pull off." I gasp out, my voice tight and raspy.

Sehun ignores my warning and swallows around me, pushing my completion out of me, at a startling intensity. My macknee even has the audacity to swallow all of it, and I'm left sagged against the wall, eyes lidded, and petting Sehun's cheek and hair fondly as I come down from my high. The boy continues to milk me till it's too much oversensitivity and I push him off.

Sehun then, calmly pulls my pants back up and fastens everything back into place. "Was it good, hyung?" He asks innocently.

I sigh and lean forward placing a small kiss to the tip of his nose. "Yeah Sehunnie, it was really good... do I even want to ask how you learned to do that?"

Sehun smiles proudly, "Fanfiction" then he gets up and straightens his cloths, before helping me to my feet.

I shake my head, and we leave the bathroom. I place my arm around the boy and he gives me a shy smile, a complete one eighty from the person who was just on his knees, blowing me in the bathroom.

As we're heading down the hall, I get the feeling that someone is watching us. I stop and glance over my shoulder catching a form retreating in the opposite direction, the very same form that I've come accustom to seeing from afar.

My eyebrows knit together 'he has a class over in the arts building, why is he still in the science building? Wait... did he just come out of the bathroom where Sehun and I just were? Did he hear what happened?'

Panic takes me over once again but only for a second, before I quickly calm myself down. "No that's not possible, no person would stay quiet and not say something if they heard that, and even if he did, he doesn't know me, so he has no reason to care.'

I sigh, feeling more depressed rather than panicked now. Of course Junmyun wouldn't care, he doesn't even know me, and there's no reason he should. Junmyun is perfect, and I'm as boring as they come, it's better if I stay hidden and allow him to get close to me only in my fantasies.

"You okay, hyung? I didn't upset you about what I just did, did I? I figured you would be ok with it, I-I'm sor..."

"Suhunnie, don't worry about it, I'm not upset. Actually, thank you. It would have been hell trying to go through the rest of the day with that thing, and doing it yourself is never as satisfying... We are, however going to have a talk about why you were so good at it"

Sehun blushes and lowers his head. His bashful nature always sparks a part in me that make me want to wrap my arms around him and protect him form the world. "I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks, you know."

I shake my head, trying to care away any possessiveness raging to the surface. "of course not, but I know your not a slut either, trust me I know the kind, hell i'm best friends with one, but you have all of the actions without any of the mentality... so spill, how did that happen?"

Sehun shrugs, a slight sad look clouding his eyes. "My first boyfriend, 'gay for a day' type, he liked receiving but not giving, if you know what I mean."

I nod, we've all been there, the typical straight boy who wants to experiment, but without ever doing anything too gay. Usually those boys come in, make you fall head over heels for them, you end up doing every sexual act you can think of to keep them interested, then they break your heart when they get bored or find something better. It's a rough way to come into the gay world, but they normally make those who go through it strong and fierce, if they don't break you.

"That's rough kid, I'm sorry." I say squeezing his shoulder.

He shrugs, giving me an expression that says everything but what actually comes out of his mouth. "It's okay. He kind of had a small dick anyways. I don't bottom if it's not worth it."

"You mean, you two never went all the way?" I ask, intrigued by this information.

Sehun shakes his head, clearly embarrassed. "Nope"

"Have you gone all the way with anyone, Sehunnie?" I ask cautionsly, not wanting to push him into answering a question he isn't comfortable with.

He looks down at his feet, pushing his bottom lip out in a pout. "No"

I sigh, at least my lifestyle hasn't tainted him completely. "oh thank god, my baby is still a virgin, and here I thought I was losing you to Baek and Kai's side."

Sehun pushes me lightly on my shoulder, but a small smile forms on his lips. He loves to be babied by me and we all know it. Actually, he only accepts being treated like a child from Tao, Minseok, Kyungsoo and me. None of us really know why that is, but we never bothered to ask, it just became normal for us to treat Sehun like our child.

"Will I see you at work tonight?" Sehun asks, stopping outside his next class.

I nod. "yeah... oh remember, we're getting that new guy tonight, the transfer student from China"

Sehun smiles, his eyes sparkling with the normal childlike excitement only few get to see. "It'll be nice for you to have someone you can speak mandarin with, hyung."

I grin back at the kid. "Yeah, Tao and Yifan are too wrapped up in each other, so it'll be nice to have a friend I can really communicate with."

Sehun leans into me and gives me a short squeeze, before walking inside his class, after a mumbled. "Bye, hyung."

I chuckle, watching to make sure he gets inside alright. I really do love that kid... I just hope one day he can learn to love himself.

.......

"You did what?" Baekhyun barks. "To my little baby Sehun?"

I sigh and roll my eyes at my best friend. "Okay... One, you know he only accepts Tao, Minnie, Soo, and me calling him that, he'd probably hit you if he heard you. And two, he did it to me, not the other way around."

"You defiled him." Baek yells dramatically.

I roll my eyes again. "Calm down, this is a public place."

I look around realizing how dead the coffee shop is, wishing there were more people to validate my claim besides the hipster guy who is here everyday and should probably find a job, and the law student in the corner who is so stressed and immersed in her books that the world ending wouldn't keep her from studying.

"You just told me that Sehun blew you in the men's bathroom on the third floor of the science building and you want me to calm down?" Baek screeches.

I shake my head at this man's dramatics. "Do you want me to remind you of what happened between you and Jongin last night?"

Baek gives me his best 'go to hell' look. "That was not Jongin, that was Kai and besides Kai is living his best hoe life, but Sehun is a cute cuddly ball of innocence... an innocence that you probably just ruined."

"Oh please, there is nothing innocent about that boy" Tao says sitting down next to us with a tray full of baked goods. "Trust me, the bitch lived with me for almost a year. Sehun's not as pure as he has everyone believing he is. Look at what he does, Baek. There's more going on in his head than puppies and glitter."

"You're closer to him than anyone, how can you say that?" Baek asks distraughtly.

"Yeah and It's because I'm the closest to him that I've had a front row seat to it all. Trust me, I'm still one of Sehun's mothers, and he is still my baby Sehunnie, but I'm not ignorant." Tao says matching Baekhyun's divaness perfectly.

I've always admired Tao's ability to hold his own against Baekhyun. I still replay the time Tao put Baek in his place after he had tried to make the point that Yifan and Tao should sleep in separate rooms after we joined EXO fraternity, with a fondness in my heart.

"But..." Baek starts.

"No, listen, was it consensual both ways?" Tao asks me.

I nod, almost taking offense that I would even touch my Sehunnie without his explicit consent. "He insisted on it and I told him it was okay."

"Did you make him feel like shit about it afterwords?" Tao questions with a slight edge in his voice.

"Of course not, I actually gave him praise and thanked him." I state even more offended, I would never hurt Sehun like that.

Tao smirks at me. "Great, then this matter is closed, no big deal."

"But..." Baekhyun tries again.

Tao shakes his head. "No, we don't kink shame in this family, Baek. Don't even fight me on it or I will march right over to that counter and tell Chanyeol and Kyungsoo exactly what happened between you and Kai last night."

Baek's jaw drops. "You wouldn't."

"Try me bitch." Tao says tilting his head.

Baekhyun rolls his eyes and sits back in his seat. "I hate you"

Tao smiles all to sweetly "love you too, sweetie"

I stifle a giggle, but then remember what time it is. I check my watch hurriedly. "Oh, I have to go."

"What? You just got here." Tao pouts.

Baek grins at me devilishly. "He has some staking to do."

"Stalking? Who? Please tell me it isn't the same guy you've been following around like a lost puppy since freshmen year" Tao whines dramatically.

"We don't kink shame in this family." Baek mocks Tao's voice from earlier, causing Tao to flip him off across the table and throw a piece of muffin at him.

I blush, hating both of my best friends at the moment. "It's none of your guy's business and for the record, I have some studying to do in the library."

Baek smirks "uh hu, what part of him are you going to study today? His face? His arms? His ass?"

I walk over to the other side of the table and kiss Baek of the cheek. "Goodbye, Baekhyun."

"You could at least hug me, bitch." Baek comments as I start to walk away.

"Well you should think about how much you want a hug right now, the next time you decide to be a dick about things I tell you in confidence." I reply and wave at Chanyeol and Minseok before walking out the door, headed to the library. That all too familiar excitement and nervousness starts pulling at my nerves because I know I'm about I see him again.

>>>>

He's wearing that blue swear again, the dark blue one, the one that fits him just right, with a light blue button up underneath. It always makes him look so classy and dignified, so I can't help but love that sweater. It's my favorite.

He pulls out his large text book from our science class, but I know he'll barely glance at it. He's reading 'Into the wild' again. It's our favorite book, actually it's one of the first things that drew me toward him. Not many people have read 'Into the wild' let alone actually like it, but his tattered copy that looks a lot like mine, proves his love.

I glance at the large window covering most of the wall on one side of the library, and smile at how magical the golden light, filtering into the library looks. On a day like this I refuse to feel guilty for what I do; on days like this, when the sun hits his dark brown hair and pale skin just right. He's reminiscent of a angel come to earth, and I feel that it's only right to stare, it's only natural to feel compelled to stay close to him.

Junmyeon pulls out a pen and a notebook, starting to read over the chapter we were assigned to read today -thank god Sehun texted me and told me what our homework was or I would have been so utterly lost- he glances over the page a couple of times before closing the text book and right on schedule pulls out his tattered copy of into the wild. I smile at that, as always Junmyeon is predictable, he is calculated, he has no room for change.

It's one of the things I love about him, he has a schedule and he sticks to it. He's not a person to wonder off the path, or make waves. His life is organized, simple, and perfect. In my messy, crazy, scattered life... he's a breath of fresh air.

Junmyeon isn't the type of guy you would catch in a gay bar at one in the morning serving drinks or flirting with customers, he isn't the type of person who scrapes by enough to be average in life, and he most certainly isn't the type of person to stalk someone who doesn't even know they're alive.

No, Junmyeon is completely normal and safe, and that's what is so addicting to me. He's the personification of everything I've ever wanted, while I'm probably the epitome of his worst nightmares.

Junmyeon smiles slightly at something he just read and I smile with him, as if I had read it too. I love Junmyeon's smile, it's so full of kindness and honestly, like he never smiles unless he means it. He never cares about what other people think and pays no mind to useless gossip, he keeps his head on straight and keeps himself focused. Because Junmyeon is normal, Junmyeon is safe.

>>>>

He stops by a coffee shop, not Minseok's coffee shop, just a regular chain coffee shop on campus that he visits everyday on the way home. He orders green tea with lemon and honey, I get a hot chocolate. He sits for a few minutes, letting his body relax, letting the warm beverage do magic on his nerves.

His friend Choi Minho comes in, says hello, talks about a computer corse they're both in. I know better than to be jealous of Minho. He's in a deeply committed relationship with his long time boyfriend Taemin, they're basically campus royalty like Tao and Yifan are.

I like Minho, he makes Junmyeon smile, anything that makes Junmyeon smile, has my approval. He needs to smile more, he's too serious. I'd love to make him smile, to be the reason for his happiness, but he can't know about me. I'm content to watch from afar for now, admiring the things and people that make him smile.

We leave the coffee shop, he has to go back to his dorm and change, so I wait outside... if I follow him in, he'd notice.

So I wait, leaning against a tree outside his dorm. It's a large, old, and extremely beautiful tree, that I've become very close to in the past year. He helps me when I need to hide and gives me a place to rest when I have to wait. I've decided to name the tree Pengyou, since it's my friend now.

Junmyeon exits the dorm with a basket in his hands, it's laundry day. A very important day, because Junmyeon is never dressed down, and to see him in a basic t-shirt and a pair of jeans is a sight gifted to few.

He looks even more perfect in a fitted black t-shirt than he does in the blue sweater, but I still love the sweater, it's still my favorite. His back muscles contort and roll as he shifts the basket back and forth while waking to the laundry area.

I sigh contently, wishing I could run my hands down his back, letting my fingertips caress the tightness of those muscles. Brushing against every dip, every curve, every line. I bite my lip just imagining, how it would feel to place kisses up and down that back, or to sink my teeth into that beautiful unmarked flesh, marking Junmyeon as mine.

I shake my head free of those thoughts, once we reach the laundry room, and settle myself on the far side of the room with my own bag of laundry I brought in here earlier.

Junmyeon likes to watch dramas, a really adorable trait I found out about a while ago. He watches them while doing laundry, his most recent obsession; Love from another star. He's adrorable when he laughs, which isn't often. That's one of the reasons I like to watch him watch his dramas, he laughs. He also cries though, I've had to stop myself from comforting him multiple times.

Another important thing on the top of my list, Junmyeon shows emotion without humility. If he wants to cry, he cries. He doesn't worry about other people's opinions, of he's sad, he doesn't hold it in and that is so beautiful to me.

>>>>

It's a beautiful night out, clear with a slight chill in the air. The wind blows slightly making me worried about Junmyeon, because he's not wearing a jacket, but he doesn't seem to mind. He seems to love the weather just as much as I do, just one more thing we have in common.

It's a short walk from the laundry room to his dorm, which is kind of disappointing... I wish I had more time with him, I always wish I had more time.

He goes to head inside, but stops, pausing briefly as if he's thinking something over. I hold my breath, what if he's found out about me? What if he's angry and is going to hit me or have me arrested? Oh god, what if I never get to see him again?

My panic simmers down, when he shakes his head, as if putting it out of his mind and walks into the dorm.

I heave out a breath of relief and sag against Pengyou. "That was a close one, Pengyou. I should really stop doing this."

I sigh and stand up straight, heading back to the house, where I should have been all along. It's not like I want to do this, its not like I'm a crazy person who gets off on obsessing about someone, I just can't help it.

I've been in love with that man since the minute I saw him in the library, standing in front of a bookshelf, bathed in a pinkish, golden glow flowing in from the window wall. He was so utterly dazzling, I found myself quickly consumed with wanting to know everything about him. The more I found out the deeper I fell, and I just wanted to be around him every second of everyday. That's where the following came in, it started one day when I had all of my classes canceled. I decided I was just going to follow him around for one day, see what a day in the life of Kim Junmyeon is like... but it only made my obsession worse, and I found myself following him everyday for the next month.

I quit doing it once, for almost two whole weeks, I stayed away from him making sure to keep my distance, only going to places when I knew he wouldn't be there, but in the end i felt like I was suffocating without him. So I went back, and that first day I saw him again was like being saved from drowning in a storm crazed sea.

The weird thing is that he had looked different somehow when i came back. His hair wasn't as neat, his cloths weren't as straight, as his mood had dropped to an almost brooding level. My Junmyeon was a mess and I found myself destroyed because I didn't know what happened to him. I wasn't there to see what had him so affected. It broke my heart to miss something in his life and I just couldn't stay away after that, the thought of possibly missing something important about him, scared me more than possibly being found out.

But recently I'm understanding more of why I need to let go and move on, of why I need to stay away from Junmyeon. This obsession I have isn't healthy for either of us, even though he doesn't know anything about me or what I do, he still deserves to live a life without me constantly looking over his shoulder.

I'll let go eventually, I'll find myself someone who actually knows about my existence and I'll live my life without this nasty habit of mine.

I enter the house, greeted by none other than our darling house mother, Chen.

"Hey, Yixing. How was Junmyun today?" Chen says lacing up his shoes by the door.

I smile sadly. "You know, you're the only one who doesn't give me shit about that."

He shrugs. "Why should I? It's your own business and you're not hurting anyone. You're in love, kid. We all obsess when we're in love."

"Yeah but to stalk someone?" I ask feeling the full weight of my disgust for myself.

Chen smiles. "Every one shows love differently." he stands up and pats my shoulder. "Are you working tonight?"

I nod. "Yeah, we're getting a new guy, so I have to be there to train him."

Chen takes in a deep breath. "I see, well try not to get into trouble."

I laugh. "Come one, Chen. You know me better than that."

Chen grins that Cheshire grin of his. "Well you're one of the few who actually listens to me, the others tend to ignore their house mother."

I roll my eyes, taking the stairs. "Well maybe if you'd quit acting like a real mother, they'd listen to you more."

Chen scoffs. "Someone needs to take care of these brats, I remember what college was like... it's not pretty."

"Well not everybody is completely drunk the whole time they're in college, Chen." I comment, finally reaching the top of the stairs.

Chen nods. "You might have a point there, Yixing, but I also know these guys... trust me, they need me."

I laugh. "if course, Chen, we'd all fall apart without you"

Chen snorts, and opens the front door. "Damn right you would. Have a good night at work, Yixing, call me if you need me."

"I will, as always." I promise as he closes the door, leaving me alone in the suddenly too quiet house.

I shuffle down the hall to my room, opening the door and sighing at the state my room is currently in. I need to clean, but I haven't had the time, or the drive to do so. I guess I could pick up a bit before I have to be at work... or I could check Junmyeon's Facebook... yeah, definitely Facebook.

I plop down on my bed and power up my laptop, nibbling at my lip in impatience. I have the webpage up, scrolling through his updates in record time, smiling at a couple funny things he's posted and thinking hard over a couple thought provoking things. Junmyeon really is interesting, the way he thinks is just so unlike other people, he's smart and witty, but not afraid to post stupid, silly things either. I love the way his mind works, it's entirely his own, and he's completely unapologetic about that.

"Hyung, it's time to head to the club now." Sehun mentions poking his head into my room.

I glance up at the boy and smile. "Okay, Sehunnie, I'll be right there."

Sehun smiles and steps fully into my room. "I'm sure his Facebook page with still be here when we get home. Work awaits, Yixing."

I narrow my eyes at him playfully, but can't prevent the smile that take over my lips. Once again that soft spot I have for the boy, proven.

"Fine, fine, but if he posts something interesting while I'm gone and I missed it, I'm holding you accountable." I say closing my laptop and standing up.

Sehun smirks and lifts an eyebrow. "What are you going to do, hyung... punish me?" He asks, his voice dripping with insinuation. My skin tingles at his words and a smirk finds my lips as i part them to reply, but someone else beats me to it.

"Oh my god, see, you broke him... My poor baby, Sehunnie. Did the bad man touch you in your no no place? Did he force you to do naughty things, Sehunnie?" Baek questions storming into my room with an overdramatic flare only the boy knows how to perfect.

"Don't call me that and trust me, nothing happened that I didn't want to." Sehun says, giving Baek a disturbed look.

Baekhyun gasps and grabs Sehun's head pulling it to his chest. "Oh god, it's worse than I thought. You've tainted him, Yixing. We've lost our innocent ba-"

Baekhyun however doesn't finish that sentence when Sehun knees the diva right in the crotch, forcing Baek to his knees with a squeal leaving his lips at an octave no man should ever be able to reach.

"I've told you, Baek, I'm not your baby, so quit treating me like one." Sehun says defiantly crossing his arms over his chest, staring down at the man cupping his junk on the floor.

I try my best to hold in my laughter and reach out, grasping Sehun's bicep. "Sehunnie, you shouldn't have done that, no matter how deserved it was, it's not nice to knee your hyung's in the balls."

Sehun looks at me guiltily. "Sorry, Hyung."

I reach up and brush my knuckles across his cheek bone. "Not me you need to apologize to, Sweetie."

Sehun sighs forlornly. "Sorry, Baekhyun hyung. I shouldn't have touched you in your no no place"

Baek glares up at both of us. "I hate you guys."

Sehun and I laugh. "Love you too." We say in unison and help the pathetic looking boy off the ground.

"Now, lets get to work, before Siwon has a bitch fit." Sehun suggests, prompting the complete agreement of everyone.

I look over my shoulder one last time at my computer, sighing helplessly. 'One of these days I will quit you, Junmyeon. One day I'll give you the privacy you deserve... I just can't let go of you yet.'

I shut the door behind me, praying that I don't miss anything while I'm gone, imagining that he's waiting patiently for me to come back.

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My Chickens!! 🐓

SuLay in the house!!! Ah, it feels like only yesterday that I was writing my first ever fanfiction. I've missed writing SuLay, I guess I just got so attached to the characters since they were my first... you never forget your first. *dramatically wipes invisible tears out of eyes*

But anyways, I hope you guys loved my Lay centric chapter, there's a reason you haven't gotten Suho's POV yet, but trust me you'll love what happens.

Sorry if Stalker Lay came out a bit creepy or weird, I tried to make his habit as innocent as possible, but trust me guys, he's a good guy with a heart of gold... who just happens to have a small obsession with someone he's never even met... perfectly normal... right? Well It's harmless at least.

But as always, any questions, comments, concerns don't be shy to point them my way, and I'll see you guys next chappie!!

Love you all!! 💋

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~M~