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TL: Shirt Down
TL: shirt down
Pairing: chanyeol/baekhyun
Rating: pg
Length: 200-300 drabble
Syp: Baekhyun's being a little flirtatious but not to Chanyeol.
A/n: written bc I'm bored in graphic design right now
“Baekhyun.”
“Hm?”
“Pull down your shirt. It’s riding up.”
Baekhyun looked down at his shirt. It seemed find despite the fact that his stomach was partially showing. Shrugging, he let it pass, continuing on with carrying a new batch of cupcakes to the front. “It’s fine.”
“Well, people are making eyes at you,” Chanyeol said, turning around after he finished ringing up a customer. “Over there. Three o’clock. And another by five. Everyone’s looking.”
“Then let them look,” Baekhyun dismissed, smiling at people who he caught watching him. “No service is bad service.”
“Contrary to that, business-minded people like me would disagree with you,” Chanyeol sighed, putting a hand to his hip. “Honestly. Stop being promiscuous in front of me, vixen.”
Snorting, Baekhyun glanced at him. “Chanyeol, this happens a lot when you’re not around. It’s how I keep business going.”
“Well…” Chanyeol crossed his arms. “You know, there are more efficient ways to market your business. I could help.”
“I think hormones is the best marketing advantage that I have,” Baekhyun replied, taking the empty tray under his arm. “Can’t deny my sex appeal sells.”
“You little—”
“Excuse me?”
Baekhyun stifled a laugh before waving at his “fans” and reentering the kitchen, leaving the giant to deal with a young customer who was just watching the brunette a few minutes before.
Pairing: chanyeol/baekhyun
Rating: pg
Length: 200-300 drabble
Syp: Baekhyun's being a little flirtatious but not to Chanyeol.
A/n: written bc I'm bored in graphic design right now
“Baekhyun.”
“Hm?”
“Pull down your shirt. It’s riding up.”
Baekhyun looked down at his shirt. It seemed find despite the fact that his stomach was partially showing. Shrugging, he let it pass, continuing on with carrying a new batch of cupcakes to the front. “It’s fine.”
“Well, people are making eyes at you,” Chanyeol said, turning around after he finished ringing up a customer. “Over there. Three o’clock. And another by five. Everyone’s looking.”
“Then let them look,” Baekhyun dismissed, smiling at people who he caught watching him. “No service is bad service.”
“Contrary to that, business-minded people like me would disagree with you,” Chanyeol sighed, putting a hand to his hip. “Honestly. Stop being promiscuous in front of me, vixen.”
Snorting, Baekhyun glanced at him. “Chanyeol, this happens a lot when you’re not around. It’s how I keep business going.”
“Well…” Chanyeol crossed his arms. “You know, there are more efficient ways to market your business. I could help.”
“I think hormones is the best marketing advantage that I have,” Baekhyun replied, taking the empty tray under his arm. “Can’t deny my sex appeal sells.”
“You little—”
“Excuse me?”
Baekhyun stifled a laugh before waving at his “fans” and reentering the kitchen, leaving the giant to deal with a young customer who was just watching the brunette a few minutes before.