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writetomyheart2020-06-30 12:28 am
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[team four] summer heat
sorry i'm a bit late!
the return of the 80s AU i've written some time back.
baekhyun/chanyeol; PG-13-ish; 966 words.
His mouth felt dry when he put out the joint. Baekhyun licked his lips and hoped he hadn’t declined the beer Jongdae had been offering earlier. Right then he didn’t feel like going back inside to the party, into the suffocating, stuffy space full of people and deafening music. No, he’d much rather stay outside and walk to the nearest convenience store for a drink. The night was warm and dark, and one could still feel the humidity hang in the air like a thick blanket.
While Baekhyun was trying to decide on the direction of his conbini run, someone exited the building and stopped right by him, lighting a cigarette. It was a tall someone. When Baekhyun looked closer, he recognized Chanyeol, a friend of Jongin’s and his sort-of coursemate from Introduction to Social and Public Policy. He had kind of been ogling the other ever since he’d noticed him on the first day of classes. Chanyeol was tall and handsome and funny, and sometimes Baekhyun thought he was actually responding to his lowkey flirting that he did jokingly-but-not-really.
He didn’t know what Chanyeol’s deal was. But there was no better time to try and find out. Thanks to the weed, he was feeling blissfully light and content and spontaneous. So he walked up to Chanyeol.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Oh, hi Baekhyun,” Chanyeol smiled. “Nothing much, getting tired of the party already but I need stay here for couple of hours more.”
He made a face and held the cigarette pack up to Baekhyun, who shook his head.
“How come?”
“Promised my friends to be their driver tonight. I know I’ll get good money but right now it doesn’t feel like it’s worth it.”
“Ouch, I’m sorry,” Baekhyun said and stared at the way Chanyeol exhaled the smoke. Very attractively. Then his buzzy brain got an amazing idea.
“Hey, if you’re bored and don’t feel like staying here, how about you take me for a ride?”
“What?”
“Take me for a ride! Please? I’m also bored and I'd just like to get out of here. I'll pay you for gas."
Chanyeol took a long drag of the cigarette and seemed to consider it - and then he threw the half-smoked stick on the ground and stepped on it.
"Okay," he said. "Let's go."
Chanyeol's car was an old and clattering Kia with some rust flowers here and there and a bit weird smell inside. But when they drove along the highway, windows down, summer night breeze blowing in and blasting Chanyeol's western rock cassette, Baekhyun felt like the king of the world for a moment. It was definitely the best thing to do on a night like that.
They eventually pulled up to an empty parking lot by the river and parked the car. Chanyeol lit a cigarette and Baekhyun wished he had another joint with him. He was still thirsty. The cassette had ended and Chanyeol had turned on the radio instead; they were playing old, heart wrenching ballads. Baekhyun was having better time than ever at the party.
The air was finally cooler and fresh, but Baekhyun was feeling a bit sticky and sweaty after the enthusiastic sing-along session they'd been having. Chanyeol was even more fun than he'd imagined, and his music taste was great as well.
"Thank you for this," Baekhyun said, "beats the party by far."
"Really? This old wreck?"
"Well, the wreck with the music and the scenery. And the driver."
That made Chanyeol grin lopsidedly and a dimple appeared on his cheek. He exhaled the last smokes and threw the cigarette butt out of the window.
“Well thank you.” He sounded pleased.
Oh so very cute and very handsome. Baekhyun was struggling internally.
“We... don’t have to go back just yet, right?” he asked.
“Nope. Why? You’ve got something in mind?”
Why yes, he did. And so did Chanyeol too apparently, judging by the measuring look and a daring eyebrow raise he was giving.
“Maybe,” Baekhyun said slowly.
“Maybe I do too.”
“Well, maybe you should get over here then.”
He had only assumed and hoped, but he seemed to have been right, since Chanyeol didn’t waste time in leaning over to Baekhyun's side and pulling him in for a kiss. Baekhyun sank his hand in Chanyeol’s hair and moaned contently into his mouth since yes, this was what he had come here for. He tried to pull the other even closer, but then the gear stick got in the way and Chanyeol hit his knee against the dashboard, cursing lowly under his breath. So they moved to the backseat.
After that it was all hungry kisses, wandering hands and salty skin against Baekhyun’s mouth. It was all very good and hot, Chanyeol was a good kisser and his hands felt amazing on him, but after a while, the sweaty heat became too much and they had to pull apart for a bit. Chanyeol reached out to open the back door to let the cool night air in more, and Baekhyun pushed himself up to sit between Chanyeol’s legs.
“I’m so thirsty,” he sighed.
“We can drop by a store on the way back,” Chanyeol said. He seemed to hesitate for a second, but then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on Baekhyun’s lips, his knuckles brushing lightly along his cheek and neck.
“Are you busy after you driver duties tonight?” Baekhyun asked, hopeful.
“I’m not.”
“Then maybe we can continue later somewhere less cramped and sweltering?”
“I’d like that,” Chaneyol smiled. “You can come over to my place. Though it’s also quite cramped and sweltering.”
“Well, we can just go in the shower and stay there in that case,” Baekhyun said, chuckling at Chanyeol’s brightening face. Oh, the night was about to just get better.
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amaxingbaek, you're up!
the return of the 80s AU i've written some time back.
baekhyun/chanyeol; PG-13-ish; 966 words.
His mouth felt dry when he put out the joint. Baekhyun licked his lips and hoped he hadn’t declined the beer Jongdae had been offering earlier. Right then he didn’t feel like going back inside to the party, into the suffocating, stuffy space full of people and deafening music. No, he’d much rather stay outside and walk to the nearest convenience store for a drink. The night was warm and dark, and one could still feel the humidity hang in the air like a thick blanket.
While Baekhyun was trying to decide on the direction of his conbini run, someone exited the building and stopped right by him, lighting a cigarette. It was a tall someone. When Baekhyun looked closer, he recognized Chanyeol, a friend of Jongin’s and his sort-of coursemate from Introduction to Social and Public Policy. He had kind of been ogling the other ever since he’d noticed him on the first day of classes. Chanyeol was tall and handsome and funny, and sometimes Baekhyun thought he was actually responding to his lowkey flirting that he did jokingly-but-not-really.
He didn’t know what Chanyeol’s deal was. But there was no better time to try and find out. Thanks to the weed, he was feeling blissfully light and content and spontaneous. So he walked up to Chanyeol.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Oh, hi Baekhyun,” Chanyeol smiled. “Nothing much, getting tired of the party already but I need stay here for couple of hours more.”
He made a face and held the cigarette pack up to Baekhyun, who shook his head.
“How come?”
“Promised my friends to be their driver tonight. I know I’ll get good money but right now it doesn’t feel like it’s worth it.”
“Ouch, I’m sorry,” Baekhyun said and stared at the way Chanyeol exhaled the smoke. Very attractively. Then his buzzy brain got an amazing idea.
“Hey, if you’re bored and don’t feel like staying here, how about you take me for a ride?”
“What?”
“Take me for a ride! Please? I’m also bored and I'd just like to get out of here. I'll pay you for gas."
Chanyeol took a long drag of the cigarette and seemed to consider it - and then he threw the half-smoked stick on the ground and stepped on it.
"Okay," he said. "Let's go."
Chanyeol's car was an old and clattering Kia with some rust flowers here and there and a bit weird smell inside. But when they drove along the highway, windows down, summer night breeze blowing in and blasting Chanyeol's western rock cassette, Baekhyun felt like the king of the world for a moment. It was definitely the best thing to do on a night like that.
They eventually pulled up to an empty parking lot by the river and parked the car. Chanyeol lit a cigarette and Baekhyun wished he had another joint with him. He was still thirsty. The cassette had ended and Chanyeol had turned on the radio instead; they were playing old, heart wrenching ballads. Baekhyun was having better time than ever at the party.
The air was finally cooler and fresh, but Baekhyun was feeling a bit sticky and sweaty after the enthusiastic sing-along session they'd been having. Chanyeol was even more fun than he'd imagined, and his music taste was great as well.
"Thank you for this," Baekhyun said, "beats the party by far."
"Really? This old wreck?"
"Well, the wreck with the music and the scenery. And the driver."
That made Chanyeol grin lopsidedly and a dimple appeared on his cheek. He exhaled the last smokes and threw the cigarette butt out of the window.
“Well thank you.” He sounded pleased.
Oh so very cute and very handsome. Baekhyun was struggling internally.
“We... don’t have to go back just yet, right?” he asked.
“Nope. Why? You’ve got something in mind?”
Why yes, he did. And so did Chanyeol too apparently, judging by the measuring look and a daring eyebrow raise he was giving.
“Maybe,” Baekhyun said slowly.
“Maybe I do too.”
“Well, maybe you should get over here then.”
He had only assumed and hoped, but he seemed to have been right, since Chanyeol didn’t waste time in leaning over to Baekhyun's side and pulling him in for a kiss. Baekhyun sank his hand in Chanyeol’s hair and moaned contently into his mouth since yes, this was what he had come here for. He tried to pull the other even closer, but then the gear stick got in the way and Chanyeol hit his knee against the dashboard, cursing lowly under his breath. So they moved to the backseat.
After that it was all hungry kisses, wandering hands and salty skin against Baekhyun’s mouth. It was all very good and hot, Chanyeol was a good kisser and his hands felt amazing on him, but after a while, the sweaty heat became too much and they had to pull apart for a bit. Chanyeol reached out to open the back door to let the cool night air in more, and Baekhyun pushed himself up to sit between Chanyeol’s legs.
“I’m so thirsty,” he sighed.
“We can drop by a store on the way back,” Chanyeol said. He seemed to hesitate for a second, but then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on Baekhyun’s lips, his knuckles brushing lightly along his cheek and neck.
“Are you busy after you driver duties tonight?” Baekhyun asked, hopeful.
“I’m not.”
“Then maybe we can continue later somewhere less cramped and sweltering?”
“I’d like that,” Chaneyol smiled. “You can come over to my place. Though it’s also quite cramped and sweltering.”
“Well, we can just go in the shower and stay there in that case,” Baekhyun said, chuckling at Chanyeol’s brightening face. Oh, the night was about to just get better.
amaxingbaek, you're up!
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i loved how you added background to the story! now the other fic is even cuter (if possible) and my heart really melted when they met and bbh asked pcy to take him for a ride; there obviously had been some flirting going on between them before even though they weren't super close friends!
i must compliment your skills by telling how much i liked how you described things in this story. the slow-paced feeling really fits this au and i could FEEL things here. very very nice. <3 you managed to catch the mood perfectly, it was so obviously set in 80s korea! and even bbh's thirst was written nicely. XD
OOOHHHH i stopped breathing when they kissed. so cute and hot at the same time!
He had only assumed and hoped, but he seemed to have been right, since Chanyeol didn’t waste time in leaning over to Baekhyun's side and pulling him in for a kiss. Baekhyun sank his hand in Chanyeol’s hair and moaned contently into his mouth since yes, this was what he had come here for. He tried to pull the other even closer, but then the gear stick got in the way and Chanyeol hit his knee against the dashboard, cursing lowly under his breath. So they moved to the backseat.
After that it was all hungry kisses, wandering hands and salty skin against Baekhyun’s mouth. It was all very good and hot, Chanyeol was a good kisser and his hands felt amazing on him, but after a while, the sweaty heat became too much and they had to pull apart for a bit. Chanyeol reached out to open the back door to let the cool night air in more, and Baekhyun pushed himself up to sit between Chanyeol’s legs.
AHHH i had to quote such a long part but reaalllyyyyy so hot. so happy for them, they make such a good couple. 8)))
i'm interested whether you're taking this story somewhere, is there drama going to happen or is it just these random slice-of-life bits about them?? i actually think either one sounds like a good option! maybe the latter one would be even nicer - there's been enough drama going on for them in countless fics and i'd love to see them happy for once. XD mullet!bfs, i love them!!!!!!
thank you SO MUCH for writing this!!!!!