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"Food's here," Taehyung practically sang as he and the others set three huge pots of what smelled delicious.
"What do you guys got?" I asked as I paused from cleaning my samurai blade.
"We got beans, corns, and cabbage." Taehyung smiled cheerfully. I smiled back and then I heard Chen called the others.
I noticed that pretty much everyone circled the place already, ready to dig in, yet someone is seemed to be missing.
Where is he?
"Where's Chanyeol?" I asked. Xiumin handed me a cup which we were supposed to put our meals in because we don't have enough plates.
"I guess he's checking around again if our works have been done the way he wanted. Last time he had scolded us for not doing the best we could with the tasks that he had given to us." Jin shrugged as he took a spoon and started eating.
"He took over at our guard posts, Baek," Kris announced. Again?
"I guess, I'll just bring the food to him," I said before standing up. I grab three prisoner cups on the bench and filled them with the varieties of foods that is presented.
"Guys, please do our works accordingly. Our lives are in sake here. One wrong move and we're gone. Next time let's try to put more effort like how Chanyeol struggles to bring us all together." I ended my speech before turning back and began exiting the prison. I walked over to the left guard tower where I thought he would be and I found myself smiling a bit when I'm right.
"Hey," I said. I already had the habit of approaching him in a not so formal way.
He looked at me beside him. I just ignored him and pulled one wooden chair and set carefully the three cups filled with different kinds of meals.
"You should eat? I guess?" I intentionally suggested.
He shrugged before reaching for the cup of beans.
"Thanks." He said before taking a spoonful of it and putting it in his mouth.
"So what's in there?" I asked. Having a good position as I sat on the chair beside him.
"Hm?" He mumbled. The air has been always quite nice here. It's a good place to have some thinking especially when you are stressed.
"What are you thinking? Any plans? New rules? Tasks?" I don't know, I just feel comfortable with him. I feel like we are on the same page of ideas with regards to generating survival tactics.
He continued to eat but I know that he's rocking off his mind to answer me.
"We needed to double our defenses." He spoke. His voice was smoothly deep. Velvety. I found myself liking the way his voice sounded these past few weeks.
"You think so?" I asked again, chewing on my food.
"The number of zombies that are coming towards the prison is getting higher." He said.
"I guess we needed to lay low on going outside the fences for now. Enough with the supply run for now." I suggested.
"That's what I thought." He responded. I guess he knew that the topic is getting serious so he changed the topic.
"Is this all for me?" He asked after he had put down the now empty cup on the ground.
I looked at him and grinned. He looked at me, raising a brow.
"What?" He asked cluelessly. Pft.
"You've got food on the edge of your lips sir." I chuckled. He tried to wipe off his lips with the back of his hand but he can't quite spot it.
Shaking my head, I put my cup down and reached on his face.
"Here you giant baby." I laughed.
"Yah, Baekhyun I'm still older than you." He said sternly yet his serious demeanor doesn't budge me.
"You're just twenty-six, what's wrong with the 6 years age gap." I shrugged, playing with the remaining food inside my cup.
"I thought you're just nineteen? And still, I'm in charge here though." He asked and pointing things out.
I breathed a thin smile.
"I just turned twenty yesterday, boss." I emphasized the 'boss'.
I noticed that he didn't respond at that and when I tried to look at him, I found that he was frowning at me.
"Why you didn't tell me?" He faced me fully as if proving his point.
I just grinned.
"Why would I tell you? It's not as if you're gonna give me a present." I shook my head still smiling. The fact that he cares about my birthday gives a small swirl in my stomach.
"At least I would have done something." He spoke, I could feel as if he's a little bit annoyed at that.
"Hey, chill. At least you're the only one who knew it was my birthday yesterday." I smirked. I breathed the fresh air and watched a couple of zombies walking aimlessly towards the prison.
He didn't respond at that but his frown lessened.
I looked away at his Godly face and looked up at the slightly grey cloudy sky.
"And I never liked reminding myself how old I am. It's just numbers anyway." I stated.
"I don't know, Baekhyun. You're impossible." He gave up and turned his body in front again. He held the sniper that's placed on his left and aimed at the four zombies that are coming towards the front posts. After four pulls of the trigger, he set back the sniper down.
"Belated happy birthday little devil." He greeted. I raised my brow. Did he just call me little devil?
"What's with the pen name again?" I asked a bit not approved. Lately, he'd been calling me petty names and I didn't like that.
"You are now twenty yet your height was still fifteen." He chuckled. The sound of his chuckle is nice but is he making fun of me?
"Hey young man, is this how you treat someone who just brought you three cups of food all the way here just to have you bullying me?" I spat, but I'm not that fully mad.
"Is that how you talk to the group leader?" He said amused. Of course, I am aware that pretty much all of the others show great respect for him and all. And I'm also pretty much aware that I'm the only one who can talk like this at him, yet isn't it a bit much when he picks me up with my height?
I glared at him, facing him fully. Instead of apologizing, he just laughed. What the fck?
"Hey, I'm twenty-six, I don't apologize to sixth graders." That's it. I exhaled a good amount of air before lunging at him and reaching his big ears.
"Aww! Baekhyun what're you doing?!" He complained as I pulled at his ear. It should hurt, okay?
I grinned when it's working. I didn't mind when I was now already positioned at his lap as I physically attacked him. He tried to dodge my hands as I aimed at his now reddish ears but I am faster.
The alas is done when he did use his hands to hold me in place. He gripped my shoulders and partly pushed me away from his face but not letting me go.
"Hell, Baekhyun that hurts!" He complained hissing. I showed a smug smile. I succeeded though.
"That's what you'll get when you bully someone like me with my age and height." I pointed.
"I'm still older than you." He groaned. I guess he could feel the burn in his ears. He just looked at me badly.
"Age doesn't matter Chanyeol," I said. There's something in my last words that made his expression quite changed. From glaring at me to smugly smirking at me.
"Hm? Now what? Gonna try to bully me again?" I taunted as I tried to pull away from his grasps but he wouldn't let me.
"Age doesn't matter, huh?" He said as he smirked.
"Of course it's not. Like the old sayings says, 'When you truly love someone, age will never be-'" Wait.. what?
"You jerk." I rolled my eyes at him at him. I can't prevent my neck and cheeks from reddening. Where did that quotation ever come from?
"Hm?? What do you think I'm thinking?" He said with a tone of teasing.
Damn this is embarrassing.
"Chanyeol, get off me," I ordered, trying to change the topic.
"You're the one who's on my lap, Baek." He reminded, his smirk widened. Damn those lips. Fck, what am I thinking?
"Chanyeol, if you don't let your goddamn hands off of me, I will shoot you with a sniper."
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