Drabble Bakery / Chanyeol
Fuckgirl!Au / Comedy
Words count: 900
For anon, I hope you like it! - M.
When you decided to accept the proposal of your best friend to live together, you didn’t think you’d have a third roommate. Not one so boring, chatty and especially annoying.
Park Chanyeol had been your worst nightmare the day you put your signature on the lease.
And the fact that he had a dorm where he could live with his bandmates and not stress yourself seemed to fade like thin air. Totally invisible.
The thing that annoyed you the most was the fact that you couldn’t do what you wanted in your house. Always having to be careful of the words and actions because the famous Exo rapper lived under your own roof.
And you hated being forced to restrain yourself for the comfort of others.
So when the possibility, that morning, to ruin the party at Chanyeol and your best friend had presented herself before you, you had embraced her as a trimmed embrace a water bottle after a long journey.
The sex hadn’t been satisfactory as you hoped, but at least it had been in your bed. In your room, where you could scream and pretend your orgasm without having to get away somewhere to not disturb anyone. You loved sex and couldn’t do it in your house was a torture.
The sudden sound of a fist torn down with violence against your door made you return to reality. And that sound belonged only to a person, the only one who was able to disturb you even at three at night.
You jumped off the bed, slipping the shirt that the unnamed guy had left too sleepy back to realize he was half naked and you approached the door. You had no reason to hide anything, so you opened it and watched the giant in front of you.
He was tired, the dark circles were evident under his eyes and his usual grin was replaced by a mock smile.
“I KNOW YOU HAD SEX, THIS ROOM SMELLS OF SEX!”
“Fuck Chanyeol, I didn’t know you were so clever!” You shouted by pretending surprise, slamming the door into his face quietly and returning to your bed. The giant didn’t seem to want to let loose the speech and entered your room without even asking permission.
“Yah, you know I was at home at least??”
“I thought you were at one of your practices or that kind of crap of you idols,”
“Y/N,” his deep voice thundered into the room and you giggled because you loved to annoy him with every possible means. You threw yourself on the bed, observing the guy who stuck in the middle of your room clearly stressed.
“Could you have more respect for me or your best friend?” He strove to be polite, though it was obvious that he was on the verge of yelling and venting his fatigue and frustration over you.
“She’s not here and I thought that you too.. You knew what kind of girl I was, you should thank me that I didn’t bring a bunch of guys in my bed from day one. ”
“Do you know that the world is full of venereal diseases? You should review your survival plans, Y/N. ”
“I just know that sex is forbidden in public places, what a big crap.”
You raised your head to look at his reaction and you were pleasantly surprised to see a little hint of a smile appearing on his lips, so you slipped on the bed to make room for him and he threw himself on the mattress with a tired sigh.
You hated admitting it, but Park Chanyeol was boring, chatty, clumsy but.. You were fond of him in some way.
“Really Y/N, did he at least make you have an orgasm?”
“No, I faked.”
His eyes widened as he turned to look at you and you shrugged your shoulders because it wasn’t the first time you pretended an orgasm but the first time you admitted it aloud. And then his laughter filled your room, he fell on the floor repeatedly beating his hand against the floor without being able to breathe and you found yourself shaking your head smiling at the way he was laughing.
“HEY! My floor did nothing to you, stop beating him!”
“Poor boy. Did he even realize you faked it? ”
“He was all taken by the heat of the moment that didn’t last even ten minutes……. The worst sex of my life. ”
Chanyeol failed to get up from the floor, indeed his body bent even more towards it and his laughter increased in volume so that the neighbors would surely complain the next day. You didn’t care, you were giving a laugh at him and the fatigue of his face made you know he needed it.
“Please Y/N, I can’t breathe anymore… My belly hurts, ” he said in tears, succeeding and resting his elbows on the mattress, while you were sitting and giving small patties on his nape, continuing to smile. “But please, this room really stinks… Do you want me to bring your sheets to the laundry? ”
“No, don’t worry Chanyeol. But next time remember me, ” you started saying with a smirk that exalted slyness of your eyes, “to never accept having sex with a freshman. too, too inexperienced…”
“Are you more into the daddy kink?”
“What a crap, just give me my damn orgasm and I’m in Paradise, Park.”
His body still shaken by the tremors of laughter left himself completely against the bed, his knees bent against the floor and he kept shaking his head shocked - positively - from your bluntness.
“Really does forbidden sex in public places annoy you?”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Chanyeol…. you don’t know what you lose if you don’t try it at least once in your life, believe me. ”