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short privé!au drabble again, looks like i'm unable to write anything else right now -_-
So many people. So many people to chit-chat and socialize with, so many people who want to drink and toast with him. That’s the part of all events and release parties that Baekhyun is still not good at or even that comfortable with. And now he doesn’t even have Jongdae there to support him or to stop him from drinking too much. That’s why, by the time Baekhyun’s gone through all the important people, the event organizers and his contacts in LA and the US, he’s emptied three glasses of champagne. That’s three too many.
Baekhyun excuses himself from the group of his LA designer collaborator Danyl and his staff/translator Seungwan, who’s trying to teach the guy some basic Korean. (Up until then, he’s known about four words, and keeps mixing up thank you and I love you).
Baekhyun approaches the bar counter, and upon trying to walk a straight line, realizes how wobbly his step is already. This is why he doesn’t do alcohol normally. He just can’t take it. He makes it to the counter, leaning heavily against it and feeling thankful towards the steady support it offers. He asks for a glass of water.
While waiting, Baekhyun’s wandering gaze stops at Park Chanyeol, who’s sitting by the counter on the right. Far on the side. All alone, sipping something that looks like a mohito. Maybe he isn’t a party type either. Baekhyun would’ve guessed otherwise, given that the other is still a student and all.
He gets his water and takes a couple of big gulps right away, hoping it would clear his head a bit. Everything is swaying a little right then. Baekhyun keeps glancing over at Chanyeol. He’s again so grateful and happy to have the other model for him. Coming all over to LA and seeing Chanyeol wearing his new pieces at the event and the short runway show they had just made Baekhyun realize it again. And according to Chanyeol, he hadn’t even modeled on a runway ever before, only in front of a camera, but he had been amazing all the same. Baekhyun’s so happy to have him. And he wants to tell that to the other so he grabs his water and makes his way to Chanyeol.
“Cheers,” Baekhyun says and clinks his glass against Chanyeol’s mohito. The other looks surprised for a second before eyeing Baekhyun’s drink.
“Is that water?”
“Yes. I’ve crossed my limit already. How about you? Having fun?”
“Oh yes, thank you,” Chanyeol says politely. “First time for me to be at such a fancy event.”
“Well, I’m glad you like it,” Baekhyun smiles and again leans on the counter for steadier stance. “And I’m glad you were able to come with us. You’re one of the biggest reasons the collection is doing so well already.”
Chanyeol lets out a small laugh, clearly a bit shy about the praise. “No no, I did nothing…”
“No, I mean it,” Baekhyun says empathetically. He puts his hand on Chanyeol’s shoulder and leans a bit closer for the effect. He needs the other to know how grateful he is to have such a good and tall and handsome and hot model for his collection.
“You were great. You ARE great. I’m so thankful to have you. I know we started off a bit, hmm, rough in the beginning but I’m glad that we got past that and now I couldn’t be happier to work with you, Chanyeol.”
He’s maybe a bit too enthusiastic and leaning a bit too close, but he hopes his message is going through at least. He thinks he sees Chanyeol’s face get a bit redder.
“Wow, you really are drunk, aren’t you,” the other then muses with a small grin. “But thank you.”
Baekhyun clicks his tongue, feigning annoyance. “I’m being sincere, you brat.”
“And I’m being thankful, boss.” Chanyeol smiles and clinks his glass against Baekhyun’s before taking a sip. He then looks at Baekhyun long, and weirdly intently. It somehow makes his neck feel warm.
“It’s also been interesting to watch you work here, in a foreign country and with the local people. I thought you were kinda cool.”
Oh? So they’re trading compliments now or what. Baekhyun isn’t prepared for that at all, and can only laugh a bit.
“Only kind of? And only in past tense?”
He’s somehow end up shoulder-to-shoulder with Chanyeol, and shoves the other a bit jokingly. Chanyeol snorts.
“Hmm, now too, I guess. You look very handsome in that suit.”
Ok, that’s definitely flirting. Baekhyun’s drunken brain doesn't really know what to think about that, but he can tell that he doesn’t dislike it.
“Why thank you. You too. Though I’m already convinced that you’d look handsome in any kind of attire.”
Chanyeol laughs at that. “You wouldn’t say that if you’d seen me hung-over after whole night of partying, or after an exam week full of all-nighters.”
The other turns sideways so that he’s facing Baekhyun better, and is maybe a bit closer than before, too. Baekhyun’s gaze locks into his lips for a couple of seconds too long, and he’s sure that Chanyeol notices. Shit.
“I think I still would,” Baekhyun manages to say. Now Chanyeol is really inching closer and leaning in ever so slightly. Baekhyun doesn’t move, he unable to. It’s like this maddeningly hot model of his is sucking him in. Baekhyun also leans in, eyes on Chanyeol’s lips. The other licks them, unconsciously or on purpose, but it drives Baekhyun mad all the same.
Someone somewhere breaks a glass. The sharp crash snaps Baekhyun out of it, and he blinks, suddenly realizing what he’s about to do and how it’s not okay at all. He quickly pulls back.
“Shit, I’m sorry–“
That’s it. That’s his cue to call it a night.
“Baekhyun–“
Baekhyun shakes his head, taking a couple of steps back, not able to look at Chanyeol. “I think it’s time for me to go. Good night and uh, enjoy the rest of the party.”
With that, he turns around and strides out of the bar area, towards the hotel lobby, intending to lock himself in his room until it’s time to return home.
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short privé!au drabble again, looks like i'm unable to write anything else right now -_-
So many people. So many people to chit-chat and socialize with, so many people who want to drink and toast with him. That’s the part of all events and release parties that Baekhyun is still not good at or even that comfortable with. And now he doesn’t even have Jongdae there to support him or to stop him from drinking too much. That’s why, by the time Baekhyun’s gone through all the important people, the event organizers and his contacts in LA and the US, he’s emptied three glasses of champagne. That’s three too many.
Baekhyun excuses himself from the group of his LA designer collaborator Danyl and his staff/translator Seungwan, who’s trying to teach the guy some basic Korean. (Up until then, he’s known about four words, and keeps mixing up thank you and I love you).
Baekhyun approaches the bar counter, and upon trying to walk a straight line, realizes how wobbly his step is already. This is why he doesn’t do alcohol normally. He just can’t take it. He makes it to the counter, leaning heavily against it and feeling thankful towards the steady support it offers. He asks for a glass of water.
While waiting, Baekhyun’s wandering gaze stops at Park Chanyeol, who’s sitting by the counter on the right. Far on the side. All alone, sipping something that looks like a mohito. Maybe he isn’t a party type either. Baekhyun would’ve guessed otherwise, given that the other is still a student and all.
He gets his water and takes a couple of big gulps right away, hoping it would clear his head a bit. Everything is swaying a little right then. Baekhyun keeps glancing over at Chanyeol. He’s again so grateful and happy to have the other model for him. Coming all over to LA and seeing Chanyeol wearing his new pieces at the event and the short runway show they had just made Baekhyun realize it again. And according to Chanyeol, he hadn’t even modeled on a runway ever before, only in front of a camera, but he had been amazing all the same. Baekhyun’s so happy to have him. And he wants to tell that to the other so he grabs his water and makes his way to Chanyeol.
“Cheers,” Baekhyun says and clinks his glass against Chanyeol’s mohito. The other looks surprised for a second before eyeing Baekhyun’s drink.
“Is that water?”
“Yes. I’ve crossed my limit already. How about you? Having fun?”
“Oh yes, thank you,” Chanyeol says politely. “First time for me to be at such a fancy event.”
“Well, I’m glad you like it,” Baekhyun smiles and again leans on the counter for steadier stance. “And I’m glad you were able to come with us. You’re one of the biggest reasons the collection is doing so well already.”
Chanyeol lets out a small laugh, clearly a bit shy about the praise. “No no, I did nothing…”
“No, I mean it,” Baekhyun says empathetically. He puts his hand on Chanyeol’s shoulder and leans a bit closer for the effect. He needs the other to know how grateful he is to have such a good and tall and handsome and hot model for his collection.
“You were great. You ARE great. I’m so thankful to have you. I know we started off a bit, hmm, rough in the beginning but I’m glad that we got past that and now I couldn’t be happier to work with you, Chanyeol.”
He’s maybe a bit too enthusiastic and leaning a bit too close, but he hopes his message is going through at least. He thinks he sees Chanyeol’s face get a bit redder.
“Wow, you really are drunk, aren’t you,” the other then muses with a small grin. “But thank you.”
Baekhyun clicks his tongue, feigning annoyance. “I’m being sincere, you brat.”
“And I’m being thankful, boss.” Chanyeol smiles and clinks his glass against Baekhyun’s before taking a sip. He then looks at Baekhyun long, and weirdly intently. It somehow makes his neck feel warm.
“It’s also been interesting to watch you work here, in a foreign country and with the local people. I thought you were kinda cool.”
Oh? So they’re trading compliments now or what. Baekhyun isn’t prepared for that at all, and can only laugh a bit.
“Only kind of? And only in past tense?”
He’s somehow end up shoulder-to-shoulder with Chanyeol, and shoves the other a bit jokingly. Chanyeol snorts.
“Hmm, now too, I guess. You look very handsome in that suit.”
Ok, that’s definitely flirting. Baekhyun’s drunken brain doesn't really know what to think about that, but he can tell that he doesn’t dislike it.
“Why thank you. You too. Though I’m already convinced that you’d look handsome in any kind of attire.”
Chanyeol laughs at that. “You wouldn’t say that if you’d seen me hung-over after whole night of partying, or after an exam week full of all-nighters.”
The other turns sideways so that he’s facing Baekhyun better, and is maybe a bit closer than before, too. Baekhyun’s gaze locks into his lips for a couple of seconds too long, and he’s sure that Chanyeol notices. Shit.
“I think I still would,” Baekhyun manages to say. Now Chanyeol is really inching closer and leaning in ever so slightly. Baekhyun doesn’t move, he unable to. It’s like this maddeningly hot model of his is sucking him in. Baekhyun also leans in, eyes on Chanyeol’s lips. The other licks them, unconsciously or on purpose, but it drives Baekhyun mad all the same.
Someone somewhere breaks a glass. The sharp crash snaps Baekhyun out of it, and he blinks, suddenly realizing what he’s about to do and how it’s not okay at all. He quickly pulls back.
“Shit, I’m sorry–“
That’s it. That’s his cue to call it a night.
“Baekhyun–“
Baekhyun shakes his head, taking a couple of steps back, not able to look at Chanyeol. “I think it’s time for me to go. Good night and uh, enjoy the rest of the party.”
With that, he turns around and strides out of the bar area, towards the hotel lobby, intending to lock himself in his room until it’s time to return home.
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