*

"So you like it?"

As if he has a long hair, Baekhyun puts an imaginary stray hair behind his ear. He tries not to smile as he looks down on the floor.

Chanyeol just furrows his eyebrows.

"What the fuck, Baekhyun?"

"You don't like it?"

"Who told you to dye your hair like mine?"

"No one!" Baekhyun answers. "I look pretty right? My new silver hair looks good on me right? We're like Jack Frost and Jack Frost the 2nd, right? "

"NO," Chanyeol says back, raising an eyebrow. He sighs. "Just come here."

"Where?"

"Here, beside me."

Baekhyun walks towards Chanyeol and sits on the bed beside him.

"If you don't like it, then I'll dye my hair back to black."

"No," Chanyeol says as he gently combs his fingers through the strands of Baekhyun's silver hair, "It's not that bad actually."

That earns a smile on Baekhyun's mouth.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Chanyeol removes his hand and Baekhyun seems to purr like a cat in discontent.

Silence.

Eyes trained on his feet, Baekhyun is wiggling his toes for the sake of having something to do. He only bought bleach and hair dye through online, and he dyed his hair by himself in attempt to ease boredom. He hasn't gone out of Chanyeol's house ever since the incident happen, and that was like, five days ago. So that only means he has been staying with Chanyeol for almost a week. He's actually running out of clothes to wear, but Chanyeol said that he can wear his clothes anytime he wants.

Who is Baekhyun to refuse that?

Chanyeol seems a little bit off lately, Baekhyun notices. It's like, he's been holding back to something that he wants to do that Baekhyun can't really put a finger on. Come to think of it, Chanyeol hasn't been touching him, too. Baekhyun doesn't know if the other male is still disgusted with him, or he just doesn't feel like it to make love.

Testing the waters, Baekhyun lowkey inches himself closer to Chanyeol who is currently busy reading a book about Structural Engineering he doesn't give a a single damn. He side-eyes him and moves closer, but Chanyeol only flips the next page of his book.

Another silence.

Baekhyun tries again. He wiggles his butt as he moves, until he is just a hairsbreadth away from Chanyeol's body, their arms brushing warmly against each other.

That seems to do the trick though, because Chanyeol finally takes his eyes off the book to peer over at him.

"What are you doing," Chanyeol mutters.

"I'm breathing," Baekhyun states obviously, "and sitting next to you."

"I'm trying to study so I'll deal with you later, so could you just," Chanyeol massages his temples, "stay away?"

"You told me to sit beside you and now you're telling me to stay away."

"What I mean is the distance," Chanyeol says. He looks at the large vacancy on the other side of the bed. "There's a lot of room in this bed so don't get too close. Have you ever heard of personal space?"

"No," Baekhyun says as he shakes his head. "What is a personal space?"

"It's like a psychological region. You are invading my personal space and I can't focus when you're near. Move away a little."

"You can't focus?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because you're too close."

"What is a psychological region?"

"Psychological region is---" Baekhyun is looking at him attentively with his wide curious eyes. Chanyeol just sighs and shakes his head. "Nevermind."

"Your mind, it's so complicated, isn't it? Sometimes I wanna know what's going on inside your head," Baekhyun says mostly to himself as he smiles a little, "so that I can know what's the right thing to say to you."

"Were you saying something?"

Baekhyun shakes his head.

"Chanyeol-sunbae?"

"What?"

"Let's do something fun," Baekhyun says.

"What kind of fun?"

"Well... We could, uhm..." Baekhyun twists the hem of his shirt using his hand. "Y-you know... Me and you... and bed...?"

"Tch," Chanyeol scoffs. He sets aside his book and gives his full attention to the cute puppy beside him. "Me and you and bed, hm?"

"Y-yeah... And we're naked... And, and doing sexy stuff...?"

"So that's the kind of fun that you want?"

"Yes..."

Chanyeol places his palm on Baekhyun's left cheek as he stares right into his lover's eyes, into his crescent moon-shaped eyes.

"You could have just told me sooner if you want to have me," Chanyeol says, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

I always want you though, Baekhyun says inside his mind. He decides not to say it out loud, Chanyeol might take back his words.

"I want to have you but I'm already tainted," Baekhyun says worriedly, "I don't deserve you anymore because I'm so dirty..."

Chanyeol laughs internally. If only he knew.

"I don't care, I'll just clean you with my come," he says as he leans in to whisper on Baekhyun's ear, "I'll fuck you until you're covered with my come..."

"Th-that's hot," Baekhyun's breath hitches when Chanyeol starts to leave feather-light kisses on the expanse of his neck, "I want Chanyeol's come..."

Chanyeol stops right in front of his mouth, their breaths hitching. Baekhyun patiently waits, until Chanyeol is cupping his face to kiss him passionately on the lips. With eyes closed, Baekhyun returns him the kiss with equal fervor, as he responds every movement of his lips against his own-- kissing, sucking, nibbling, licking, and even biting, as if they were hungry for each other's mouths. A tongue asks for entrance so Baekhyun willingly opens up, and allows himself to be dominated in a way that he really loves.

When Chanyeol kisses him heatedly like this, he feels like his chest is going to combust. He doesn't want this to stop.

But Chanyeol pulls away much to Baekhyun's dismay.

"I need to breathe, of course," Chanyeol says, and he kisses him again sweetly one last time that Baekhyun thinks he has just forgotten his name for a while.

Pulling the two of them on the bed in a lying position, Chanyeol pins Baekhyun's wrists above his head and straddles his lap so that he can't move a single bit. He smirks down at him while Baekhyun lets out a soft giggle.

"Do you know what I'm gonna do next?"

"W-what is it?"

Baekhyun shivers when a hand crawls inside his shirt to play with his sensitive nipples. Said hand travels on his chest, down to the hem of his shirt, tugging the cloth up so that all of his upper body is exposed under Chanyeol's lusty eyes.

"You choose," Chanyeol says, and he is now yanking down Baekhyun's boxers before throwing it away on the floor, "Am I going to prep you or am I going to fuck you raw?"

"I-I don't wanna choose," Baekhyun says. He closes his eyes when he feels warmth enclosing around the base of his cock, "Just ugh... do whatever you want with me, I don't own anything... You're my owner..."

"I'm being extra kind today so I'm letting you choose," Chanyeol replies as he runs his fingertips against Baekhyun's skin, "What do you want me to do with you, Baekhyun? Tell me."

"Well... I-I want," Baekhyun mutters, covering his flushed face with both of his hands, "I want you to..."

"Hm?"

"I want you to prep me first," Baekhyun says in between ragged breathing as Chanyeol slowly strokes his hardening cock, "while giving me a blowjob..."

Chanyeol nods, "Okay?"

"And, and, and then next I want your fingers buried deep inside me while you do it...?"

Baekhyun arches his back when he feels a lubed finger circling around his tight asshole. Goddamnit, it feels so fucking good.

"I want you to finger me like this... Yes... ugh, and...and blow me... and, and swallow all of my come..."

"You're so bold, aren't you? You think I'm gonna do that?" Chanyeol blurts out. Baekhyun peeks a little bit, showing a hurt expression on his face.

"Y-you won't do it?"

"Just so you know, I don't fucking swallow like you do," Chanyeol says. He pushes Baekhyun's legs so that he can get a full view of Baekhyun's entrance. "I'm just gonna spill your own come in your own mouth."

"Oh god, yes," Baekhyun says as he blushes, "Just put my own come in my mouth..."

Being gross with Chnayeol is out of Baekhyun's vocabulary anymore, because he has done more humiliating stuff countless times already.

"Tell me, have you been fingering yourself when I was gone?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just too horny I couldn't help myself---AHH!"

Baekhyun grips on the sheets hard when Chanyeol starts to swallow him whole. Fuck. Chanyeol's mouth feels so great, especially when he sucks and blows like that, making him feel a hot scorching heat enveloping his throbbing cock. Why is he so good at this, fuck, Baekhyun can see stars at the ceiling because of pleasure.

"Shit," Baekhyun mutters as he closes his eyes. He positions his dainty fingers through Chanyeol's silver locks, pulling them as he feels tongue circling around the head of his hard dick. "Oh god... Please.. Chanyeol-sunbae... More... Ugh... Hard...er..."

Chanyeol is loving all those moans. They're like music to his ears.

"God-fucking-damnit, Byun Baekhyun," Chanyeol says as he thumbs the sticky precome dripping down his shaft combined with saliva. "You're so wet and dripping. You sure this isn't pee?"

Baekhyun covers his face due to embarrassment. "NO!"

"I'm just asking, no need to yell."

With three lubed fingers, Chanyeol preps him nice and slow until he is loose enough. He does that as he gives Baekhyun head that has him moaning obscenely, begging for more, more, more.

Baekhyun squeezes his eyes tight and tugs onto Chanyeol's hair, signaling he is about to orgasm.

"Come," Chanyeol says.

And he comes hard into Chanyeol's mouth, streaks of white painting the other male's lips and tongue. Some of the liquid drip down to Chanyeol's jaw like a milk, and some of it drip on his hand. Baekhyun catches for his breath while Chanyeol fulfills what he has said. He hovers over Baekhyun and kisses him full on mouth, transferring Baekhyun's come into his own mouth to have a taste of himself. Baekhyun licks greedily and sucks, swallowing every single drop of his release. He has his hand placed behind Chanyeol's head to push him into his face deeper.

In no time after Baekhyun's high, Chanyeol positions his hard erect cock right into his lover's awaiting entrance. He fucks him senseless and rough, making sure that his whole length is being entered properly inside Baekhyun's asshole. Every thrusting and every pounding of his thick cock penetrates right deep into Baekhyun's tender spots, making Baekhyun scream and moan trails of curses.

Chanyeol wants him so desperately--- Baekhyun knows that by the way he is fucking him like there's no tomorrow ahead of them. Biting his lip hard enough to draw blood, Baekhyun allows himself to be flipped over until he is on top.

"W-what am I doing here--" Baekhyun asks, confused.

Chanyeol doesn't know whether to laugh or not.

"I'm tired," Chanyeol mutters, breathing so hard, "Ride me instead."

That is Baekhyun's favorite part of all: Riding Chanyeol. This way he can play with Chanyeol's cock plus he can also have a full view of his sensual expressions while he rides him.

"Oh," he says, chuckling like he has just given his favorite toy, "Can I really do that? Can I bounce up and down?"

"Goddamnit. Just fucking do it," Chanyeol mutters in annoyance, "My dick's already inside your ass so just fucking--ahh fuck! Yes, that's right, Baekhyun... Very good."

"Am I doing great, Chanyeol-sunbae?" Baekhyun asks, practically fucking himself into Chanyeol's member in and out of his stretched asshole. He is sometimes grinding his hips like a fucking cowboy that has Chanyeol covering his face with his arm.

Fuck. That is too hot to watch.

"Why are...you...ugh," Baekhyun pants, "covering... your face...? Please... look at me... while I make you come..."

Chanyeol moves his arm away instead, putting his hands on either side of Baekhyun's waist to hold him in place. He meets Baekhyun's ass by thrusting his cock up rapidly.

"I'm gonna come," Chanyeol says. He pulls out immediately and spills his thick load on Baekhyun's chest, abdomen, and torso. Stroking his cock, he pushes Baekhyun down the bed and milks himself while he paints Baekhyun's face with his come.

Bakehyun heartily laughs when a speck of come lands on his eyes and nose. He rubs off the come on his cheek in attempt to clean himself but to no avail. His whole self is covered with Chanyeol's come anyway.

"There," Chanyeol says as he plops himself beside Baekhyun, his head hitting the soft pillow. "You're already clean."

Offering him a sweet smile, Baekhyun turns to Chanyeol beside him. He scoots closer until he can clearly see Chanyeol's face illuminated by a dim light.

"That was fun," he says as he looks up to Chanyeol, and he is smiling so bright though his face is messed with come, "Thank you for claiming me once again..."

A thick silence, before Chanyeol decides to speak up.

"Baekhyun."

"What is it?"

"I have to tell you something," Chanyeol mutters, and Baekhyun's heart skips a beat, noticing the sudden change of color in Chanyeol's eyes.

"I went to that bar," Chanyeol starts in almost a whisper, as if he was just talking to himself. He is just looking at nothingness while Baekhyun listens to him speak.

"Y-you went there?"

"Yes."

"What did you do there?"

"I wanted to get revenge for what they did to you so I went there by myself," Chanyeol replies, "And I tried to kill him."

Baekhyun's eyes widen.

"But I couldn't."

"Chanyeol-sunbae..."

Baekhyun is holding his breath in his lungs until Chanyeol says:

"I found out that they didn't touch you." He turns to look at Baekhyun who is also staring at him with his glassy eyes, "They didn't rape you... They didn't fuck you like what that bastard said... Baekhyun, you're still... You're still mine."

There's a tear that rolls down Baekhyun's cheek, but he doesn't bother to blink and wipe it.

"Someone saved you before it happened, so you were safe and sound when you got out of that place."

"I-I'm---" Baekhyun trails off as he sobs, and his chest feels so light as if a thousand tons of weight has just disappeared. He doesn't know what to say, "Chanyeol-sunbae, I---"

"You don't know how happy I am right now," Chanyeol reaches out and touches his cheek. "They didn't do it to you."

"I-I'm so happy too," Baekhyun answers while he sheds tears, "I-I don't have anything to fear about anymore."

"Why would you fear something? I already told you and will always tell you that I'm not gonna leave you," Chanyeol says.

Baekhyun's heart is melting and he can no longer do something about it especially when Chanyeol is looking at him like he is his world, and saying things like this as if he were his everything.

"Always remember... that I won't let anyone have your body nor your heart, kiss your lips, be in your arms... Because that's only my place."

"I," Baekhyun says as he cries in too much joy in his heart. He is rubbing his eyes as he says, "I love you so much. So fucking much..."

Chanyeol tries not to show the growing smile on his lips and whispers back, "I know."

*

Baekhyun wakes up early.

There is nothing in particular anyway as to why he wakes up early in the morning though it's only 6 o'clock. It's just that, everything feels at the right place but there is still something that is missing that he wants to find out.

Someone saved you before it happened, so you were safe and sound when you got out of that place.

Who is that someone, Baekhyun mutters to himself as he stares blankly at the ceiling. Who saved me that night if it wasn't Chanyeol. Who was it?

His trance is broken off by a silent vibrate of his phone.

Someone's calling.

"Hello?"

[Baekhyun.]

He knows this voice all too well.

"Sehun."

[Glad you finally picked up. I've been calling you for days. Are you okay?]

That is only when Baekhyun suddenly remembers he still has a phone, and he still have friends outside his own little world inside Chanyeol's house. He hasn't opened the device for days because he's busy with Chanyeol all day long.

"Yes, I'm totally fine... Nothing bad actually happened to me," Baekhyun lies. "Why did you call this early anyway?" he asks and looks at the time displaying 6:14 AM.

[You weren't picking up my calls and I'm fucking going crazy. You suddenly disappeared one day! Where are you right now? Where are you staying at?]

Baekhyun frowns, but he is quite thankful that Sehun is nagging him. It means he is at least concerned about his well being.

"I'm... I'm at Chanyeol's house."

[Oh. Is that so.]

Silence.

[Just so you know, the chores are already piling up. Who's gonna do the dishes and the groceries? There's still clothes need to be laundried in your room. When are you planning to go home?]

Baekhyun almost forgets about that.

"Uhm... I'm sorry I didn't realize I was away for too long..."

[You've been skipping school for almost a week now. Jongin and his boyfriend are looking for you, even our classmates. You seriously need to come back.]

"I-I'm sorry I forget about that," Baekhyun says. Damn, why is he such a fool to forget about it. He then recalls he still has school and life out there. He seems to forget everything whenever he's with Chanyeol.

[Leave that place and go home already. I'm starting to miss you.]

Baekhyun lets out a small chuckle.

"All right. I'm going home once the sun is up. I'm sorry for making you worry and thank you for saying that."

[Hang up now before I say anything weird.]

Baekhyun hangs up.

He slips out of the bed and goes straight to the shower to take a quick bath without sparing a glance at Chanyeol who's still sleeping. Once done, he wears his sweatshirt and jeans, the one he wore when he first spent the night at this house. All dressed, he gets on to the bed and semi-hugs Chanyeol who is facing the other side of the room. He kisses his bare shoulder as a good morning kiss, and he also kisses his cheek as a goodbye kiss.

To Baekhyun's surprise, Chanyeol is already awake. The male grabs Baekhyun's arm to stop him from leaving.

"Where are you going?" Chanyeol asks in his deep morning voice.

"I'm going back home," Baekhyun answers as he smiles, "I just remembered I still have some suff to do."

Chanyeol gets up, sliding his hand on Baekhyun's elbow down to reach his fingers. Baekhyun has his eyes just staring at their now intertwined hands.

"Stay," Chanyeol mutters, "Don't leave."

"Chanyeol-sunbae, I'll call you when I get back home. I promise," Baekhyun replies, "Today's Friday and I still have school and I need to finish some work so--"

"I said don't leave," Chanyeol repeats in an authoritative voice, "Didn't you hear me?"

The hold in his hand is getting tighter.

"M-my hand..."

"Listen to me and don't leave this place," Chanyeol orders, and Baekhyun gives him a pleading yet longing look. "You can't go anywhere aside from here."

"But... but I need to go home..."

Chanyeol doesn't let go of him, instead he pulls him down so that he is seated on the bed with him.

"No. Stay here and don't leave me," Chanyeol says, and he is looking back at Baekhyun with his eyes begging, "I'd go insane if I didn't see you next to me, Baekhyun."

"Chanyeol..."

"Please."

Baekhyun doesn't say anything anymore. He just nods silently, and puts back his phone on top of the bedside table.

"I'll stay..."

"Good," Chanyeol says, and he is leaning his forehead on top of Baekhyun's shoulder with a hidden smile on his face.

*

To be continued.