The night grew later the longer Baekhyun and Chanyeol sat together on the couch, neither one of them making a move.

Chanyeol found it odd that his boss, who sat mere inches away, hadn't made a move to get something Chanyeol wouldn't admit to wanting. And the longer they sat in silence, the more anxious Chanyeol grew.

He bit his bottom lip as he peeked over at Baekhyun from the corner of his eye, and noticed with surprise that he was already watching him. And then something even more surprising happened, Byun Baekhyun blushed.

Chanyeol felt his jaw drop, and he found himself unable to look away; the color was too beautiful to miss out on. Chanyeol's gaze stayed locked on Baekhyun, and he didn't even feel embarrassed when Baekhyun looked at him again and caught him staring. Chanyeol was afraid to look away; he was afraid to miss the beauty.

He didn't think about what he was doing when he lifted his hand to gently stroke Baekhyun's cheek, his eyes reflecting his deep and smoldering desires. Chanyeol watched with fascination as Baekhyun's hard exterior seemed to crumble away, giving away to the vulnerable man hidden inside. He was beautiful, and Chanyeol's heart ached.

He leaned in slowly as he softly whispered, "Can I kiss you?"

Baekhyun couldn't muster up the energy to speak, so he slowly nodded and closed his eyes when he felt the warm pressure of Chanyeol's lips against his own. Baekhyun knew Chanyeol saw his mask fall away, and usually he would be extremely upset and unpredictable when people saw the broken side of him. But for some reason, when Chanyeol's eyes fell on that part of him, he didn't feel the need to quickly hide it away out of fear of domination and pity. He felt relieved and safe, knowing that he let that side of him show, he wouldn't be kicked and treated differently.

Kissing Chanyeol felt good, and much like the first time he felt himself letting go. His hand slid into Chanyeol's hair as he pulled him closer, and he didn't shut down or throw up his walls when Chanyeol made the move for more. Baekhyun found himself willingly submitting despite everything, as he allowed Chanyeol to kiss him and his fingers to work on popping open the first few buttons on his shirt before slipping inside to graze along his skin, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps.

Baekhyun's hard exterior was completely gone as Chanyeol's lips molded to his own, and his hands danced across his skin, reducing Baekhyun to moldable clay that willingly conformed to his desires. Baekhyun would have to learn how to fight away the beast he called Lust, and didn't know of a better teacher than Chanyeol. Baekhyun hurt him with his rejection, but for now on he would do everything in his power to show Chanyeol that he'd be worth the fight. Baekhyun wanted to be happy again, and he knew Chanyeol would be his perfect road to recovery.

They were laying on Baekhyun's bed together, Baekhyun was on his back in nothing but his underwear, while Chanyeol laid on his side in his boxers. Baekhyun could feel his insecurities creeping out around the edges, but whenever Chanyeol kissed him and ran his fingers through Baekhyun's hair or over his cheek the fears melted away, leaving behind a man who was slowly falling in love with another man.

Chanyeol's fingers combed through Baekhyun's hair as they kissed, holding him closer as they kissed. It felt good for them both; Chanyeol had managed to claim the one heart he set out to capture; and Baekhyun was allowing Chanyeol to heal him, to know him. Neither one of them could think of any other more perfect place than each other's embrace.

As the night wore on, and their lovemaking came to a sweet end, Baekhyun fell asleep knowing he had to be better and worthy of Chanyeol's new found affection. And he would fight with everything he had to never lose the feeling.

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The next morning when Chanyeol woke up, he could smell food cooking and it was absolutely heavenly. The only time his ever woke up to the smell of cooking breakfast was when he lived with his parents; his roommates where never so nice.

He sat up with a yawn and a big stretch, and rubbed his face as he glanced around the dimly lit bedroom for his clothes. An then he noticed them resting over the end of the bedframe, nicely folded and ready for him to wear again. He blinked in surprise and scooted to the end of the bed, picking up his shirt carefully and placing it to his nose. It smelled fresh and clean, like lavender and a rainy day, and Chanyeol felt his heart squeeze at the kindness. He never expected something like that from Baekhyun, and wondered if he was beginning to change. Chanyeol saw it as a possibility, especially ever since he noticed the subtle changes in him over the past few days and more so the night before. He had seen a side of Baekhyun he never knew existed —- a beautiful and broken side that he felt the urge to protect. Maybe he could even heal him of his broken past.

Chanyeol sighed as he stood up and slowly put his clothes back on, before going into the bathroom and squirting a glob of toothpaste into his mouth. He swooshed it around over his teeth using his tongue and rinsed his mouth with water, and had to accept the fact he didn't have his toothbrush. After he finished in the bathroom he took the stairs down into the kitchen, and saw Baekhyun standing over the stove stirring something in a pan. Chanyeol smiled at the sight, and walked up behind him, he wound his arms around Baekhyun's waist as he kissed the side of Baekhyun's neck.

"Good morning," Chanyeol softly whispered.

Baekhyun smiled and glanced at him from the corner of his eye as he softly replied, "Good morning, Chanyeol. How did you sleep?"

"Really good," Chanyeol replied. "How about you?"

Baekhyun grinned as he muttered, "I slept comfortably, thank you."

Chanyeol released his hold around Baekhyun's waist and moved to lean against the countertop, and silently studied his face as he continued to stir the cooking food. Baekhyun bit his bottom lip and peeked up at Chanyeol, the start of a smile curving his lips, before slyly he asked, "See something you like?"

Chanyeol chuckled and a small blush colored his cheeks as he replied, "Maybe . . ."

Baekhyun laughed; and Chanyeol thought it was the most magical things he's ever heard. Baekhyun turned the stove off and said, "Breakfast is done. Would you like some coffee, Chanyeol?"

Chanyeol nodded and grabbed a mug from the cabinet, getting one for Baekhyun too as he asked, "What are we doing today?"

"What would you like to do?" Baekhyun asked as he started plating the food. He set the plates of food onto the kitchen table, and took a tentative sip of his coffee. "Although, I was wanting to just hang out with you. Maybe we could relax together on the couch and watch a movie . . .?"

Chanyeol laughed, unable to help himself as he replied, "Since when do you relax and watch movies?"

Baekhyun rolled his eyes and retorted, "I know how to relax, Park Chanyeol, my life isn't only about my work. I am capable of having fun and relaxing with my boyfriend."

Chanyeol bit his bottom lip and a soft blush colored his cheeks as he said, "That's good, because I'm the type of boyfriend who loves to cuddle . . ."

It was Baekhyun's turn to softly blush as he replied, "We should eat before our breakfast gets cold...."

Chanyeol chuckled as he softly replied, "Okay, Baekhyun, let's eat."

Baekhyun smiled as they took their seats and started to eat their breakfast, and after they were done they washed their dishes before moving into the living room to cuddle on the couch. They spent the day happily watching TV together, and as the day grew later, Chanyeol's phone started ringing. Chanyeol glanced at the caller ID and felt his heart drop when he saw the face and name that lit up his phone screen —- Do Kyungsoo was calling him, and Chanyeol had no idea what he would say.

He glanced at Baekhyun, who was softly smiling and leaning his head on Chanyeol's shoulder; Chanyeol didn't want to break their bubble, but he didn't see any other chose. He had to pop their bubble of peace.

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol softly spoke.

Baekhyun glanced up at him with a soft smile as he replied, "Yeah, Chanyeol, what is it?"

"I think we should talk . . ." Chanyeol replied.

Baekhyun's smile slipped away, and he frowned curiously as he asked, "What is it, Chanyeol?"

"It's about Kyungsoo . . ."

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A/N: Hello, lovelies, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Thank you for reading, have a lovely day/night!

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