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hipsterbaek · 7 years

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➟ rising star

@charmandersoo

Out of all the mysteries in the universe, Kyungsoo has to be the one that intrigues Baekhyun the most. In comparison, nothing can really stand a chance, nothing (and no one) can make Baekhyun that intrigued. His fascination with the dragon shifter isn’t news to anyone, of course. If anything, Baekhyun always made very clear how much he wanted to get closer to the other even before he knew that he and the beautiful navy-colored dragon that impressed him so much were one and the same. He also thinks it’s unfair how long Kyungsoo goes without telling him what he really is, but he can’t hold that against him. In fact, it only made Baekhyun a little more interested in the end.

Kyungsoo is not an easy person, he knew that from the first day he stepped into their (now) shared dorm room. There were so many people warning him against the idea of moving there, so many telling him he wouldn’t be able to tolerate the guy (or maybe the other way around. It’s not worth the trouble, some said, he won’t like you, ‘he doesn’t like anyone’. Baekhyun would beg to differ (especially now).

Sometimes he looks at Kyungsoo for a little too long. Sometimes he stares. Sometimes it feels like he’s seeing him for the first time every single day. It takes him a long time to understand that those actions have a simple explanation.

(It takes Kyungsoo longer to admit it himself)

Kyungsoo is not good with words. Centuries of knowledge were not enough to give him enough proficiency with speech and expression. Kyungsoo’s default mood is grumpy, his default actions include seven different expressions that range from annoyed to ‘run before I kill you’ and all of them include some sort of glaring. Instead of menacing, though, Baekhyun thinks it’s fascinating and sometimes quite amusing. He has no idea why he’s only ever used level 3 of glaring at him, but Baekhyun feels proud of himself for it. Their conversations can get deep faster nowadays, but it was not always like that. A few months ago, there was no such thing as dialogue and conversation. Instead, Baekhyun’s monologues had to be extensive enough to make up for the lack of communication. The healer being (perhaps) too talkative would be a cause of stress in the near future, he’d have a few things being thrown at him or a door closed on his face when he asked too many questions. Yet, it was always Kyungsoo pulling back, as if some sort of regret threatened to consume him after he figuratively kicked a puppy.

He’s mean -- someone tells him when he’s out one day, picking up a few herbs and stuffing them in a little basket. He’s going to dry those later and do something with them, maybe even ask Kyungsoo if he wants to help with the process. Careful, he may bite you for even offering. He doesn’t let anyone be his friend, he’s too high and mighty for that. He probably thinks you’re human trash like everyone else.

Baekhyun asks anyway, raises his tone and challenges Kyungsoo into doing something fun. He gets a huff, but that is not a no and Baekhyun’s smile is so bright that it may as well rival the sun.

They both like flowers, Kyungsoo and him. He supposes that some kind of fate must have brought them together although he can’t explain why even if someone asks. There is something extremely endearing in the fact that someone seen as ‘mean’ by everyone would be so delicate when they handle the frail flowers they grow. Kyungsoo is sensitive, Baekhyun decides, and he likes that sensitivity, he convinces himself that no monster would be so gifted at keeping delicate things alive and blossoming with each passing season.

Kyungsoo’s garden is beautiful. He calls it ‘greenhouse’ although it’s mostly a mix of the two. “You spend a lot of time here, don’t you?” Baekhyun asks although he is given no reply. he knows the answer though. Sometimes Kyungsoo brings over a few flowers, shoves them into Baekhyun’s chest and mumbles something along the lines of “you said you needed lavender”. Baekhyun thanks him all the same and then bursts into the dragon’s room later on, too excited to even think of knocking (which is something he gets yelled for all the time) and presents a small glass vial covered with a cork. A present, he offers, “It smells nice, I promise. A free sample for a special customer.” He may be imagining things, but he thinks Kyungsoo blushes a little.

Stereotypes are hard to break. People can’t change their opinion as easily as Byun Baekhyun can, but he thinks ignorance is a bliss because it makes the fact that he knows something they don’t, way more special. Kyungsoo is nice and oh-so gentle. He makes them food and sometimes Baekhyun’s favorites as well -- probably because he whines a little and he doesn’t want to listen to that for longer than necessary -- but still. He makes sure Baekhyun doesn’t forget the things he has to do (some days he’s just more forgetful than others, he can’t seem to help it) and he helps him not feeling so bad when he does something twice and someone else points it out. When he feels stupid for the things he does, Kyungsoo helps him feel better about it.

“Are we friends?” He asks over breakfast one day. Baekhyun has been up since before the sun was out, Kyungsoo took a little longer (as he usually does) but he still improvised a quick stew for them. Baekhyun is still lounging around in his obnoxiously bright blue boxers and pink shirt, wrinkled from having been what he slept in the previous night. Kyungsoo’s hair is in disarray, sticking out everywhere. Baekhyun pretends he doesn’t notice that the white fluffy sweater Kyungsoo is wearing has been missing from the healer’s wardrobe for three days now. Kyungsoo looks up but doesn’t stop eating, managing a hum instead and that just has to do as an answer because Baekhyun knows he won’t be getting another one.

“Are we best friends?”

“Aren’t you eager to label it...” he seems to dismiss it, but he should know there’s something else coming so he looks up from his food again.

“Yeah.”

“What’s the difference?” the dragon asks. Baekhyun wonders if he’s genuinely intrigued or if that’s just his way to go around it and not reply.

“Best friends are special. They’re more than just friends, they share more things, they act silly for each other sometimes because they can’t judge each other. There’s no real barrier, everything is allowed because you’re best friends. They can talk shit about each other but no one else can talk badly of them. You are sort of attached to the hip, you don’t lie about being busy so you don’t hang out because you’re comfortable enough to tell them you just want to nap and watch master chef on TV. They kind of stay around too. You know... for longer.”

He says the last part in a hushed tone. Kyungsoo frowns a bit, perhaps trying to understand the purpose of that request and maybe he wants to ask if something happened, if Baekhyun isn’t feeling well today, if he’s in one of his ‘sensitive’ days like Kyungsoo calls it. He doesn’t though. Somehow he thinks that a sassy remark doesn’t really fit that situation “If that’s what you want...”

Baekhyun smiles so wide that his eyes close completely and when he stretches his feet under the table to casually place his bare feet on top of Kyungsoo’s socked ones, the other nearly chokes on his kimchi.

No one would have placed their bets on them. In fact, there were more bets trying to figure how many weeks Baek would survive in the dragon’s lair than anything else. He survives the first week (barely because he walks in on Kyungsoo showering and nearly dies), then the first month (even after daring to fall asleep on the shifter’s shoulder), and the second one (who said petting a fire-breathing dragon was dangerous?). On the third month, Baekhyun finds out Kyungsoo has a thing for oversized, fluffy sweaters just like he does), on the fourth month, winter creeps on them and along with it there’s a cold dragon boy sliding under the covers, trying not to freeze to death. Baekhyun doesn’t mention how thankful he is for the company especially because he feels less tired in the mornings. (he dreams less too). On the fifth month, he tries to ignore the little tingles he gets every time Kyungsoo smiles at him.

On the sixth month Baekhyun kisses Kyungsoo. (who would have known he had it in him)

He forgets how many months have gone by, he’s not counting them at that moment and it’s so spontaneous too... Kyungsoo looks adorable in that green hoodie that Baekhyun bought him for his last birthday and Baekhyun has been counting the freckles on his face for the last twenty minutes as the dragon concentrates on the task of making the perfect chocolate chip cookies. The entire kitchen smells like coffee and freshly baked sweets, Kyungsoo looks beautiful and Baekhyun has been trying not to do something stupid for so long that he supposes he can stop being a good boy and just rebel.

It doesn’t happen like in the movies, he doesn’t pull the other and steals away the most breath-taking kiss. Instead, he feels like it happens in slow motion, like he can count every heartbeat because he can hear it ringing in his ears. He approaches carefully, leans over to catch the corner of the shifter’s lips with his eyes open all the way, perhaps waiting for rejection. It never comes. Surprise, yes, he can see it on the other’s features, on his hands covered in flour, that remain motionless as if he’s been stopped in time. Baekhyun tugs on the green hoodie gently, pulling the older towards him so he can kiss him full on the lips and when Kyungsoo finally relaxes, Baekhyun closes his eyes.

It’s not like Baekhyun ever imagined what Kyungsoo would taste like, (he did), but it’s wonderfully sweet. It’s a sensory challenge; coffee and vanilla on his tongue, raspberry on his skin.

The back of his neck is white from where Kyungsoo’s flour-covered hands were holding him; he can still feel the roughness of his palms and his pilow-y lips over his thin ones as if all of it is nothing but a surreal dream. Thankfully this time, it’s not. He could find a thousand excuses for his behavior yet a thousand I’m sorry’s would never be anywhere near sincere because he isn’t sorry at all. Not when his name is whispered after a deep breath.

“Baekhyun”

“I’m not going to apologize.” he admits and there’s a slight pause before Kyungsoo continues.

“I didn’t want you to.”

#charmandersoo #drabble-ish #os: rising star #otp: until you came along #timeline: 2018 #(probably)#(wordcount: 1833)

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