─ baekhyun's apt

@♠ byun baekhyun "My fine you only love the food, you know you love it when we're hanging out. Otherwise you would kick me out right away," Kyungsoo nearly snorts but he remembers he's just too fabulous to snort, and instead opts to take a drink out of his water bottle, eyeing the television screen. He wonders why Chanyeol is on television, not that it's a particularly new thing in his life. His friend was on television plenty of times, but that was because there were times when he's been suspected of illegal drag racing on the streets of Seoul, where the civilian cars ride around and potentially cause a safety hazard. Kyungsoo vaguely remembers himself laughing with the giant over the matter, because there was no suitable street in Seoul that would satisfy Chanyeol's desires for a ride. His small shoulders shrug and he leans back on the back of Baekhyun's couch, fingers never stopping as his mouth continues to chew away and grind down the food so he could fill his stomach. It's when Kyungsoo brushes off the news on the television and is now engrossed in examining his food, that his best friend allows something to slip from his mouth. Did he just hear correctly? Obviously there was something wrong with Baekhyun's thoughts at the moment. Sure, Chanyeol was attractive, but he just couldn't think of his best friend and his gang leader aka brotherly leader, hooking up. He shivers at the thought and promptly drops his chopsticks to remember what exactly he heard. "What?! You think /Chanyeol/ is hot?" A million more thoughts run through the mechanic's mind and Kyungsoo's world nearly starts spinning around him. "What the ?! What part of him is hot to you?" Sure, most racers that he knew had that bad boy persona to them, and whenever they got out of their cars they always managed to look like models in a photo shoot, but this only made Kyungsoo dive deeper into the situation. Had Baekhyun ever seen Chanyeol at a race before? More importantly, did he know they were from rival gangs?

[] it's okay bbg ♡ don't worry about it
/ feeds you sweets

@♣ do kyungsoo {} oh my- oh my.
please ignore the typos and mistakes. i am tired
as hell and trying my best to third pov here. ; ;

@♣ do kyungsoo Baekhyun was seriously judging his friend right now. He looked down at his flat stomach and brought a hand up to gently pat it a few times, scoffing quietly to himself before slowly shaking his head. "I'm not always hungry, you loser. It's been a while since I ate a lot- I'm taking care of myself now." he mumbled, pretty much ignoring everything Kyungsoo was saying as he enumerated the servings he'd brought, seeming proud of himself for having cooked so much without even a reason to having done so. It was something the petite brunette admired though, without saying anything out loud, of course, since complimenting others just wasn't in his nature- but he did admire how skilled the doe-eyed boy was in the kitchen. The food he made always tasted good and even though right now it smelled heavenly, Baekhyun shook his head and managed to forget about it for a while as he sat down once Kyungsoo moved, leaving him the place he wanted.

"I do not love it when you come, no. I love the food you bring when I'm hungry, that's all. Don't misunderstand it, Soo." he breathed out, leaning back against the couch before crossing his legs and blinking in the television's direction once the other turned it on.

Boring. Boring. Boring- Everything was boring and nothing seemed to be good enough for Baekhyun, which resulted in him leaning his head backwards for a moment, his eyelids fluttering shut. Sleeping was something he'd enjoy right now, but seeing that he wasn't alone anymore, he knew he wouldn't really be able to do so because of how annoying the latter could be at times. His attention went back to the huge screen on the wall once he heard someone's name leave Kyungsoo's lips. A name all too familiar too him, which only made him want to shiver and curse- yet he held it all in because nobody knew about him have a slight interest in that male appearing on the television right now. Park Chanyeol, the one and only. "How the can he be so hot." he mumbled with an annoyed look on his face, not realizing the words he'd just said weren't only said in his head but out loud as well.

@♠ byun baekhyun “Lies! You’re always hungry.” With that, Kyungsoo pulls multiple glass containers from the bag and lays them all across the table that’s in front of Baekhyun’s couch. “I brought kimchi fried rice and fried ramen. I hope you have something remotely healthy because I didn’t bother to put a ton of vegetables in here.” He hums in content as the plastic covering on the glass containers are opened, and the scent wafts into the air. He sits up on the couch and pats the area next to him, scooting over instinctively. In his spare time, Kyungsoo enjoyed making his own recipes and working magic in the kitchen. It was a past time, something he did when he had absolutely nothing to do, or when there were no races going on. The whole week his garage had been empty, because s were actually being careful for once, and didn’t bang up their cars for no apparent reason. As a mechanic he enjoyed getting down and dirty, opening up the steaming hood to check for loose screws and bolts, or if the vehicle just needed an oil change. But he was also fairly domestic, even if his family was in the States, having their own little party by themselves.

Kyungsoo peers at Baekhyun and raises an eyebrow in question. “Since when do I need to tell you when I’m coming over? You know you love it when I come here, anyway.” Wooden chopsticks are broken into two as he speaks, and Kyungsoo rolls a fair amount of fried ramen around the two sticks and pops the food into his mouth, his crying stomach finding instant relief at the intake of food. Without a second thought, his hand reaches out absentmindedly until it reaches the remote control for the television screen, and turns it on in hopes of finding any interesting shows that’ll keep him entertained for the time being. He’s flipping through channels and all he finds are advertisements and the occasional Judge show, but when the news channel pops up and he sees the face of a fellow gang member, Kyungsoo falters and blinks incredulously. “What’s Yeol doing on television?” Chanyeol was the leader of his gang, and although most thought of him as incredibly handsome and showered him with compliments, he and Kyungsoo shared a more familial bond, something beyond ual intimacy. They were brothers, he’d like to say. “Strange, as far as I know he didn’t do anything illegal. I wonder why he’s up there.” Had he been quiet his answers would have been given to him, but often Kyungsoo liked to voice his questions.

@♣ do kyungsoo Today wasn't really an active day for the petite brunette since he had no plans- there were no races tonight and so it resulted in him being alone in his apartment, being bored and trying to find something to do. He wasn't used to staying in his place for more than a full day and now that it was actually happening, he thought he was going crazy. He definitely needed some company even though he pretty much hated everyone, because being alone most of the time. That's how he saw it- being alone made him think a bit too much about a lot of random stuff and it never brought him anywhere, which only made him sigh and question his existence in the end. Baekhyun wasn't the social little butterfly he was back in the days, when the only thing that mattered for him was which color he was going to pick to complete his drawing- all of this was forgotten and pushed to the deepest corner of his mind. He was now cold towards people he didn't know and often could become snappy whenever his limits were pushed. But that's just who he was now and there was no going back to the old Baekhyun- no way in hell he was going to act all adorable around people like he used to. Just the thought of being all cutesy made him sick to his stomach.

He stood up from the couch in his immense living room, making his way towards the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water since he felt pretty thirsty and that's when he heard his entrance door slamming open, a familiar voice soon following the noise that surprised him. "What the actual -" he whispered to himself, closing his eyes for only a second before opening them again, a loud sigh leaving pale lips as he turned his head in the direction of where his friend just came in. He obviously wasn't aware that he'd be getting company and a part of him simply wanted to punch that little being for coming in without warning him but the other part was kind of relieved knowing that he wouldn't be stuck all by himself for the night. "Kyungsoo, you . You know you could've texted before suddenly appearing out of nowhere." he rolled his eyes before taking a sip of his water and placing the glass back down onto the counter, going back to the living room where the other male seemed to be making himself comfortable already. "Food? I'm not even hungry-" he sighed before standing next to his couch, looking down at the doe-eyed boy. " off, that's my place."

@♠ byun baekhyun It's bright outside, the sun is beating down on Kyungsoo's pale flesh, and though he usually refuses to step an inch outside of his living quarters unless necessary - Kyungsoo was almost a vampire, hissing at the presence of sunlight - his best friend Baekhyun was going to have an unwelcome guest tonight, whether he would like it or not. There's a black plastic bag held between two small hands and Kyungsoo swings the bag back and forth while walking down the paved cement walkway that leads to Baekhyun's apartment. It's a pretty walkway, with beautiful scenery and trees that line the path. Often times in the spring there will be flowers that bloom and fall from the trees, and that's when Kyungsoo finds himself using his visit to Baekhyun as an excuse to feel pretty and flowery under the rain of the blossoms.

It takes him a good 15 minute walk to get where he is, but Kyungsoo is proud of himself for having exercised today, and with a grin he pulls out the small metal key in his back pocket and proceeds to shove the key where it belongs, and slams open the door with a loud screech. "We're getting turnt up tonight, !" Kyungsoo closes the door and slips off his shoes, sock clad feet sliding against the wooden floors to entertain himself until he finds the victim of his interest. In this case, Baekhyun. "I brought food, just so you know, so you can't kick me out even if you want, because I know you like food." A few years back, Kyungsoo and Baekhyun shared the same apartment, and they probably still would had Kyungsoo's gang and his friend's not gotten in a ridiculous quarrel. Without any other choice, the mechanic moved out of his friend's apartment, yet managed to reconcile with his friend and brush the scandalous issue under the rug, never to be spoken of again. With a slight thud, Kyungsoo lands on the plush couch and groans at the relief his feet are given, then decides it's not enough to be sitting down and props his feet on the other side of the couch, where the pillows are. "Come on, I want to watch some T.V."