twenty-three

                                    

                                          
'Baekhyun, I think we should talk,' Chanyeol said, fidgeting nervously in his seat.
                          
'Isn't that what we're already doing?'
                          
'I meant, we should talk about us.'
                          
'Us?'
                          
'Yes, us,' Chanyeol looked him in the eye. 'I like you, and definitely not as just a friend. I didn't know I would end up feeling this way, but I'm so glad I do because I'd like to take you out on a date tonight - of course, only if you like me back, I mean, you don't have to--'
                          
'I'd love to!'
                          
Baekhyun gave him his warmest smile, one that made Chanyeol's heart flutter.
                          
'I don't know why it took you so long to confess, Yeolie, isn't it obvious I like you back?'
                          
'I know,' The taller male grinned. 'So, I'll pick you up at 8?'
                          
'8? Really? I mean, it'll be so late,'
                          
'Come on, we'll have an adventure, I've got many beautiful places in mind.'
                          
'Alright,' Baekhyun smirked up at the younger male. 'Casual clothing? Formal, club, party?'
                          
'You don't have to wear anything,'
                          
'You want me to be naked?' Baekhyun chuckled, an amused look on his face.
                          
'No, no! I mean, I wouldn't mind, but you didn't let me finish! I meant anything special, you don't have to go all out just for me. You're amazing the way you are.'
                          
'Ain't so funny when you're being the one who's getting teased, huh?'
                          
'Ah, I see what you did now,' he sighed. 'Don't forget about tonight!'
                          
'I would never even dream of doing such a thing.'
                          
•••
                          
'Is it this too much? I feel like it's too much,' Baekhyun stared into his mirror, absolutely horrified. 'My eyeliner is way too thick, holy fucking mother of god, save me from this makeup catastrophe.'
                          
'First of all, Baekhyun, calm your fucking tits,'
                          
'Tits? I'm a man! Wait - are you trying to say I'm fat? Does this shirt make me look like I have boobs? Oh dear, oh no.. What if Chanyeol thinks I'm weird? What if he likes it? He could like it! Yes, a man with tits, every male's first step into homosexuality!'
                          
'It's a figure of a speech! I'm telling you to calm down!'
                          
'This is no time for big speeches, Minseok - It's 3, Chanyeol picks me up at 8, and if I'm not ready by 4, the whole world is going to fucking end!'
                          
'Baekhyun,'
                          
'We'll explode! Each and every one of us will burst like a bubble and disappear into thin air if I don't look like a fucking asian Jeffree Star.'
                          
'Jeffree Star? Are you sure you wanna cake your face in different shades of highlighters and end up shining so bright that you're face is even more blinding than the sun?'
                          
'If that's what it takes to have Chanyeol's eyes on me the whole night, then yes, I am willing to do whatever.'
                          
'No, Baekhyun, just-' Minseok sighed, seeming incredibly frustrated. 'Wipe all of your makeup off and do it properly this time. You're going on a date, not walking the red carpet. Chanyeol really likes you, so he's not going to want you to be so stressed about this, Take a deep breath and just let yourself do what you're good at; work that dark eyeliner!'