Chanyeol's POV
After talking to (y/n) for two hours Baekhyun throws a pillow at me, since we share a room.
"Yah! I'm tired! Who are you talking to?" He groans.
"None of your business." I scoff.
"Yeah right. It's probably that girl you're always talking to, isn't it?"
"Get of my back, Baek!" I chuckle nervously.
"Definitely a girl. I don't care, but just don't be so loud! Let me get my beauty sleep! Please!"
"I'm sorry, I will try to be quieter..." I apologise. He turns around.
"Sorry, (y/n), it was just Baekhyun." I explain.
"That's fine," she says, "if you need to go to sleep that's okay. I need some sleep myself."
"I don't need sleep, I need you..." I whine.
Baekhyun sits straight up, "UGH! That was the cheesiest thing I've ever heard! Please stawp!!"
"I'm trying to be sentimental!!" I argue.
"Well try harder!"
"What do you suggest I do?" I laugh.
He stands from the bed, turning on the lamp. He grabs the phone out of my hand and before I can argue says, "watch and learn."
I lean back on my headboard, wanting to see what he'll come up with.
He hits the speaker button and begins,
"(Y/n), living in a plastic gone classic baby you're so world." He said with confidence.
I hear (y/n) laugh over the phone, as I try to contain my composure.
His face drops when he realises what he said.
"Wait I messed up." He mumbles.
I stand and take the phone from his hand.
"You're a pabo," I say between laughter.
"I'm sorry about that, (y/n). That was embarrassing, even for me." I explain.
"Well, I thought it was cute. Thank you Baekhyun." She says sweetly.
I pout at her compliment to Baekhyun, "didn't you like mine?" I ask.
"I loved yours Chanyeol." The butterflies erupted when she said my name.
"Well, I'm glad."
The next day
Your POV
I'm working at the store when the bell rings. I look up and see Chanyeol walk in.
"Hello beautiful," he states, walking up to me, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.
"Are you talking to me?" I joke.
"Don't say that. You are the most beautiful things I've ever laid my eyes on." He says with a smile.
I blush furiously, trying to hide my face.
"Do you want to go bowling?" He asks.
"I'd love to, but I have to work." I explain.
"No (y/n)!" My gram yells from the back. She comes out the door and points at me, "you will go with this handsome young man to go bowling. And that's an order."
"Thanks gram." I give her a kiss on the cheek and walk out with Chanyeol.
We make it to the bowling alley and get our shoes.
"Just so you know, I'm kinda a professional bowler..." he sighs.
"Jinja? Is there anything you can't do?" I play.
He shrugs while blushing.
"Other than coming up with non-cheesy pickup lines." I tease.
He gasps, yet starts laughing.
"Okay! That means I'm going to have to beat you."
"You'll have to try." I say.
We pick our bowling balls and head to the lane. After putting in our names we begin. We each get a spare for the first three rounds, and then everything goes uphill for me and downhill for him.
After getting my fourth strike in a row, he slouches in his chair, throws back his head, and groans.
"(Y/n) something just happened." He sighs.
"Yeah?" I question, taking a seat next to him. He sits up right and looks me in the eyes.
"I think I just fell in love with you." He states.
My eyes widen, and I feel my cheeks heat up.
"I love doing that." He whispers getting closer.
"Doing what?" I mutter back.
"Making you blush."
He closes the space between us, gently placing his hands on either side of my face. His lips are soft and gentle, the kiss sweet and sentimental. We pull away, gasping for breath.
With a smile he says, "I don't need any pickup lines for that."
YOU ARE READING
Understanding Simple (Chanyeol X Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) was mistaken as a makeup artist for EXO at one of their concerts. She has caught Chanyeol's attention but with all of the secrets and her dark past, will she be able to love him back?
