My brother's friend

7

"No!" I shout. I luckily cover my eyes just in time when the main character gets stabbed in the chest.

I look back at the tv. The body is now bleeding. The killer is writing a sentence on the white wall with the blood from the dead body.

I press my face into the pillow again. A sudden touch on my ass makes me jump off the couch.

"Fuck, you kicked my dick" Chanyeol groans.

"Oh- I- I'm sorry"

I climb back on the couch but hear the same sound coming from the tv as when the person was stabbed.

"NAAAHH!" I scream climb onto Chanyeol's lap, hiding my face in his hoodie.

"Welcome back on my lap" he chuckles.

"Back?"

"You just jumped off my lap..."

"I did?"

"Didn't you realize you were on my lap for the past..." he looks at the clock above the tv "twenty fine minutes?"

"I- no? I did?"

"Yes"

"I'm scared of horror movies okay... I'm sorry" I murmur.

"Aw.. that's cute" he giggles. "Wanna watch another?"

"Please no"

One hour later.

"Chan" I sob "why did his father die? He's still so young" I wipe away my tears with Chanyeol's sweater. "I wanna give him a hug"

"Baek it's not real"

"So? What if it's based on a real story? Hm? I know how it feels to lose your parents!"

"Baek" he gives me a tight hug. "I'm sorry".

"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault"

"Shall we watch a comedy If that can cheer you up?"

"Yes"

"CHAAAAANNNN!" I scream. I tried to hold my laughter back from the movie when Chanyeol started to tickle me.

"NO CHAN NO! THIS TICKLES STOOOOPP" I kick the air with my legs and try to get my arms back where Chanyeol is sitting on.

"CHANNIEEE!"

"Ch-CHAN STOPP!"

"What's going on here Chanyeol?" A woman's voice asks.

"Nothing mom. Just tickling a friend".

"Who? I don't recognize this voice"

"Is Baekhyun. Baekbeoms younger brother. He's a few months older than me"

"CHAN- CHANYEOL PLEASE STOP!" I pant.

"I think should introduce myself to him after you're done tickling him?"

"Yes. Come back in an hour"

"YOU AINT GONNA TICKLE ME FOR ONE HOUR STRAIGHT!" I shout.

"Kids" the woman chuckles "poor Baekhyun".

"Chan stop- I- IM OUT OF BREATH STOP AAAAHHH!"

I feel my foot against something hard. Fuck.

"Are you okay?" I sit up straight on his lap and hold the place on his face I just kicked "I'm so sorry.."

"It's okay Baek" he chuckles "I'm fine" he smiles at me and places my hands on my lap.

I sit next to him on the couch with my head on his lap. "I'm out of breath.. don't do this to me again" I pant.

Chanyeol chuckles again. "Guess we shouldn't  watch a sad or comedy movie again".

"Also no horror"

"No horror".

I wake up in my own bed. Apartment empty. I sigh and get out of my bed. It's only Tuesday which means I'll be alone here for sixteen more days.

I place my glasses on my nose and look for a comfy outfit to wear to school. I choose a blue sweater and a plaid sweatpants that look like some pajama pants. I don't care about my outfits, as long as it's comfortable.

I make a toast for myself when I hear someone nock on the door. It's only half past seven! Who the fuck wakes up so early?

"Who's there?" I shout.

"Chanyeol! I promised to pick you up today! Remember?"

"Why're you so early?"

"I thought maybe we could have breakfast at Starbucks or something"

"I'm already making toast" I say as I open the door. "Do you want one too? Or bacon and eggs?"

"I'd like a toast from mr. Byun" he says.

I smile and make another toast.

"Yo!" Chanyeol shouts. Our whole table immediately shuts their mouths and looks at Chanyeol.

"We should throw a sleepover party and have Baekhyun and Kyungsoo cook! Who's in?!"

"Me!" Everyone, except me says.

"Baek?" Suho asks

"My brother is also your friend. Shouldn't we wait until he's back?" I ask.

"Yes. Of course. We can't go without Baekbeom hyung" Yixing says "my favorite hyung"

"I thought I was your favorite hyung!" Suho looks at Yixing.

"You're on the bottom on the list hyung"

"Anyways, when will we throw this sleepover party?"

"My brother's coming back on Saturday. We can stay at my apartment?" I suggest

"Cool. Everyone agrees?"

"Yes"

"Great".

Next Saturday.

"Yo Baek! You ready?" Kyungsoo shouts from the living room.

"I'm just looking for a shirt" I whine. I quickly grab a plain black shirt and wear it. "I'm done" I leave my bedroom and look at my three friends.

"Finally!" Kyungsoo sighs as he stands up.

"Great. You're done. Let's go now".

"Kris and I are going to drink alcohol tonight" I say.

"YOU'RE GOING TO DRINK ALCOHOL TONIGHT?! WHAT KIND OF BAD INFLUENCE DO WE HAVE ON YOU?!" Kyungsoo shouts.