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long!fic on ao3 :) (lol long for me...since all i ever do is write drabbles...anyway)

Cool For The Summer, Lukewarm For The Winter

Sehun is a popular club promoter dreaming of a life in the world of entertainment. He meets a client, Baekhyun, and falls for him instantly. It turns out Baekhyun is the son of a broadcast company CEO and is more than willing to let Sehun take complete advantage of that. With the line between client/broker and lovers blurred, Sehun struggles with choosing between whirlwind romance and his career.

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it’s been awhile. have a sebaek drabble.

stuck in a confusing co-worker/crush relationship, baekhyun takes it upon himself to confess via song at an office function. the song mentioned is this. it’s really gross. all of this is gross. don’t read this. there’s humor btw.

the best thing about working in an office was the bi-monthly dinners where everyone got trashed and eventually made it to noraebang. sehun hated everything else about being an office employee, but those nights made up for it, even if it meant getting home at 3am and still having to go to work later that morning. sehun liked one of his coworkers a lot, too. byun baekhyun, sehun's senior in the company by a couple of years. he took care of sehun, helped train him in, brought him boxes of chocolate milk whenever the day was particularly stressful. sometimes sehun would catch baekhyun looking at him from over his cubicle, and they'd share a smile. sehun felt embarrassed by it. he was especially embarrassed by the way his stomach would drop the moment he realized baekhyun's eyes were on him. eventually, without any sort of over the top confession, sehun figured out that he was crushing, hard, and baekhyun was reciprocating.

  one office dinner, two bottles of the apple flavored soju sehun liked and three hours booked for the noraebang, and he was clinging to baekhyun like a koala. a giant koala. baekhyun was just as drunk, draping his arms over sehun's broad, greek statuesque body, keeping them close. the rest of the office, three older women and their team leader, who was passed out, just found it funny, but sehun was finding it increasingly difficult to keep himself from doing anything he'd regret.

unraveling himself from sehun, baekhyun yelled for the remote so he could choose a new song. "i have a song i have to sing, i have a song!" sehun found his slurring adorable; he spoke like he had nutella stuck to the roof of his mouth. suddenly sehun was craving nutella and made a mental note to pick some up after work tomorrow. one of the women laughed, sliding the remote across the table. "it better not be that old ballad you always sing. it’s depressing, you’ll ruin the mood." baekhyun narrowed his eyes in focus to enter the number. “i could never ruin the mood. i’m not chanyeol.”

everyone laughed. chanyeol wasn’t there but the way baekhyun talked about him, sehun got the feeling the two of them had some sort of relationship before. but maybe sehun was being presumptive. he didn’t like to judge people without getting to know them first.

  baekhyun shimmied past sehun, making it a point to brush against him on his way. sehun hiccupped. “this is dedicated to the kid over there who can’t handle his alcohol,” baekhyun said, pointing at sehun. “and sure as hell can’t seem to take a hint.” sehun had never been confessed to, let alone in public. he was blushing, staring at the ground, thinking of something to say. baekhyun rendered him entirely shy. noticing this, baekhyun extended a hand, which sehun reluctantly took. he stumbled forward against baekhyun, who was a lot stronger than he looked. “i’ve finally fallen for you,” baekhyun sang. “about my feelings for you? it’s all true.” wrapping his arms around baekhyun’s middle, sehun let his head fall against the nape of baekhyun’s neck, nodding. “keep singing,” he said. “i like you, too.”

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sebaek mermaid au

sehun returns to his childhood home and realizes he’s in love.

~1.9k words, pg

warnings: lapslock, pls don’t take my style seriously ftlog, disgustingly sweet

oh sehun was woken every day around 4 in the morning by the sound of the waves crashing against the mammoth sharp boulders that surrounded the lighthouse he inherited from his mother and father after their passing when he was ten years old. when sehun turned twenty, after finishing out his formative years with his grandparents on their small house boat closer to the city center, he returned to the lighthouse he had called home as a child hoping to figure out what to do with his life in peace, alone. his plan had failed, however. his plan had failed because somehow, he had fallen in love, and this love is what kept him at the lighthouse despite his deep desire to return to the city.

sehun had fallen in love with the voice that carried itself with elegance from seemingly hundreds of miles away at sea to the very top of the lighthouse where he slept. it was a haunting voice, but beautiful, and sang a song that sounded as if it was meant for sehun’s ears to delight in alone. it was a familiar voice, and sehun soon came to realize the same voice was always present when he was a child living with his parents in the lighthouse.

it took sehun far too long to gather up the courage to seek out where the voice came from. he set out in his father’s small sailboat, alone, the autumn wind brisk against his pale, bare skin, causing his body to tremble. there was something comforting about the way goosebumps sprung up across the whole of his body, however, and he took each small shiver as a reminder that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t truly alone.

the current that day was rather calm, and sehun relished in the silence. the voice haunting him day and night was nowhere to be heard, nowhere to be found. he set his sights on the island across the way from the lighthouse when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bright figure, which made a soft splashing sound and then disappeared. sehun swore he heard a laugh.

“is someone there?” sehun called out. at the sound of no response, he pushed a hand through his long black hair, sitting down on an old bucket near the center of the boat out of frustration. where was the voice he’d been hearing? why couldn’t he hear it? as sehun sat there in his frustration, which was quickly developing into sadness, a moment away from returning to the lighthouse, the voice began to sing its song. it was the loudest sehun had ever heard the voice, and it was almost unbearably piercing.

“who’s there?” he called out again. a knock came from the underside of the sailboat. “show yourself!”

sehun saw the same bright figure from before swimming alongside the boat. it was a man, or at least the body of a man. his chest was pale and bare, his face was small and beautiful, and he had a full head of red hair. the legs of his body which should have been attached to the torso were replaced with a shimmering turquoise scaled fishtail, which was moving idly to keep the body afloat.

“who, me?” the man smiled up at sehun, who was looking over the side of the boat with his mouth wide open and dark eyes full of curiosity.

“i was hoping we’d never have to meet this way. i’ve been watching you for quite some time and i was sad when you went away. why’d you leave me? i really missed you. you’re the only one who would listen to my song.”

the man’s voice was light and airy, and sehun felt himself get a bit lost as he talked because he was so enchanted.

“sorry,” the man said. “you’re probably shocked by my appearance. my name is baekhyun, and i’m a triton.” “it’s n-nice to meet you,” sehun replied, stuttering a bit. “but how do you know who i am?” “i’m so glad you’re happy to see me. i was worried you would be afraid of me,” baekhyun frowned, looking down at the water and drawing shapes along the surface. sehun pulled his legs underneath him to kneel. he was closer to baekhyun this way. “your voice is so familiar, i can’t help but feel comfortable around you. you really don’t have legs? you can’t survive on land?” baekhyun shook his head, strands of soaking red hair shaking about across his forehead. “i live here, in this sea, with my family. we’ve been here for centuries.” “i never thought mermaids were real. my father told me stories about seeing them on his fishing trips, but i always assumed he was making them up for me.” “mmm,” baekhyun gave a small nod of acknowledgement. “you ask how i know who you are. it’s a long story, do you have time?” sehun nodded, placing his hands on the side of the boat, wriggling with excitement. “you see, i’m the only boy in my family. i only have sisters. one day, i was needed to run an errand for my father and came upon your lighthouse. i saw you playing outside, running around, and i thought, i’d really like the be friends with him.” baekhyun sighed and turned his body over to float face up in the water. “so, why are we only meeting today?” asked sehun. “my father got very upset that i had learned of your existence. he told me that if i really wanted to communicate with such a human, i should sing. and i’ve been singing ever since, hoping maybe, just maybe, you would seek me out.” sehun’s eyes filled with tears, but lingered on baekhyun’s face, his thoughts racing about how to respond. what a tragic story, he thought. what a tragic way to live. “i’m sorry it took me so long to find you.” baekhyun looked to face him. “it’s okay. you know, i always knew we’d meet someday, somehow. i think we were fated.” “fated?” “yes,” baekhyun smiled, teeth bright white and beautiful just as the rest of him. “fated to fall in love.” “love?” “humans seem to enjoy questions,” baekhyun let out a musical laugh. “yes, love. you don’t think i’ve spent the last ten years singing to you for my own health, do you? i sing because i love you.” sehun felt his cheeks flush and his hands turn clammy and his heart began to beat like a hummingbird. “you love me, too, sehun,” said baekhyun, finding his way closer to the side of the boat. “don’t you?” “i do. but how can we love each other if you’re down there and i’m up here and we come from two different worlds?” sehun let his hand fall into the water; baekhyun swiftly took it into his own soft hand, slim fingers weaving around sehun’s. the water was frigid, and yet baekhyun’s hands were warm. baekhyun let out a soft chuckle. “you’re overthinking this, sehun. all we need is this. this touch, this conversation. you, and me, together. that’s all we need to be able to truly love each other.” sehun wrapped his fingers around baekhyun’s tightly. “you really love me?” “come meet me here again tomorrow at dawn.” baekhyun was beginning to let go. “but you didn’t answer my question.” baekhyun’s hand disappeared, leaving sehun’s to quickly turn cold. he was swimming away before sehun could say another word.

as sehun sailed back to the lighthouse, he heard baekhyun’s voice, singing the same song he’d been singing for ten years, and it was in that moment, his question was answered. 

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sebaek slice of life drabble

in the five years of their relationship, sehun and baekhyun didn’t create many traditions. sehun hated routine and baekhyun was a bit too all over the place to keep one anyway. sehun got bored easily and frequently whined about it. baekhyun didn’t mind. he liked the look on sehun’s face when he got what he wanted. he’d do anything for sehun, and sehun would do anything for him.

the one constant thing sehun and baekhyun did together was walk along the han river on early sunday mornings. neither of them could cook, but baekhyun mastered doenjang-jjigae and made it for breakfast before they headed out. the river was about a ten minute walk from their lux apartment in apgujeong, which made everything even more perfect.

sehun especially liked these walks; they gave the couple an opportunity to be overly affectionate in public without strange looks or comments (not that either of them cared all that much, but it was nice) and more than that, there was something really beautiful about the way the half risen sun reflected off the river and against the silver cityscape that lined the opposite side.

neither of them would say much. maybe some remarks about what they had planned for the upcoming week, and baekhyun always slipped in compliments about how cute sehun looked in the morning with his slightly bloated face and tired eyes. sehun would get embarrassed, smile big and say, “don’t lie, hyung”. baekhyun would squeeze sehun’s hand, their fingers laced tight together, and say, “i would never lie to you”.

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jongin forgetting to clasp sehun’s hand

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old pix from nature republic re-opening event in may bc I need to clean out my phone lol

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150718 The EXO'luxion in Beijing Day 1 © 忘了0509 | do not edit.

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SUHOPLANET | Do Not Edit

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sehun’s love for choco bubble tea

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I texted him so late, ‘Sorry brother, happy birthday,’

and Baekhyun responded, ‘Hyung, it’s been tiring for you recently right? It’s okay, hwaiting! This is what hyung chose to do, so hyung has all of our support. I know hyung is very tired. But don’t give up, because hyung is the best!’

That day was actually Baekhyun’s birthday. And the fact that he sent me a message like that made me very touched.

- Lay.

Forever Lay’s supportive dongsaeng, Baekhyun.

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baby powder | do not edit.

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cute baby angel

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XiuChen making fun of Baek Together