I'm not sure but i hope you guys know why there's an update today. teeheehee

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Park Chanyeol likes feeling exhausted to the bones. When he can no longer do anything upon reaching his unit but drop to the bed and sleep. And when he wakes up the other day, he'll be busy again, continuing his life and trying his best to ignore the boring gaze of a smurf at the corner of their practice room. 

But today's different, though. 

Byun Baekhyun didn't show up during their training. And that's when the news broke out. 

"What do you think?" Kim Jongin asked Chanyeol as they walked out of the lockers. Chanyeol just glanced at him and shrugged as he pulled the strap of his bag against his chest. 

Jongin didn't say anything. He doesn't want to bother his fan as much as he is bothered already. Besides, the news was so sudden although every one of them know exactly why it happened. Or why it just didn't happen before. 

Upon settling in his car, Chanyeol felt that tingling feeling as he grabbed the steering wheel. He looked beside him on the passenger's seat, almost feeling the presence of that one person he's been craving for more than a year now. 

He sighed when he didn't see him. 

Impossible. He thought as he pulled out of the parking lot. But as he kicked on his gas, that certain warmth inside his heart started to build up, making him relax and think about nothing else but him again. 

He just wants him back. 

It was almost a dream. And it's the kind of one you don't want to wake up from. 

Chanyeol dropped his bag on the floor as he stared at the sleeping figure on his bed, wearing the shirt he left on the sofa this morning and the Spongebob boxers Kris gave him years back. The blanket fell on the floor and the smurf is hugging Chanyeol's pillow against his chest, his lips brushing the white cover. 

Chanyeol walked to the bed and he picked up the blanket from the floor. He gently draped it over Baekhyun and he slowly knelt on the floor, leveling his face with the smurf's. 

He reached for his hair and he felt them slide against his fingers. 

"You're back." he whispered as he stared at Baekhyun's sleeping face. "You don't know how empty this bed felt when you were gone." 

He touched Baekhyun's cheek and the smaller stirred from his sleep, leaning closer into Chanyeol's touch. Chanyeol felt himself smile and he brushed his thumb over Baekhyun's lower lip. It gaped open and Chanyeol felt Baekhyun's breath as he sighed. 

Chanyeol didn't stop caressing Baekhyun's face. He brushed his face, his lips, even the frown that appeared as if he's having a bad dream. Chanyeol chuckled when Baekhyun murmured his name. 

And when Baekhyun's eyes fluttered open, it's like they're both staring into the old world they left behind. And the feeling is wonderful all along. 

Baekhyun's eyes went wide for a second before softening into his familiar gaze.

"Hey." he whispered, voice still horse. 

Chanyeol smiled. "Hey." he whispered back, still touching Baekhyun's cheek. 

"I'm sorry i used your shirt." Baekhyun whispered. "It smells of you." 

"I can see that." Chanyeol answered with a grin. "It suits you." 

Baekhyun smiled as he stared into Chanyeol's eyes. He bit his lower lip, feeling it quiver under his restrain. Looking at Chanyeol again, this close and this personal, he can't help but feel the guilt consume him again. 

He can't grasp the fact that Chanyeol is still... Chanyeol. And no matter how much he had hurt him, he's still the same man he loves. And no matter how many times he scarred his heart, it is still ready to accept him. 

"I'm sorry." Baekhyun whispered as a tear rolled from his eye. "I'm so sorry, Chanyeol."

Chanyeol smiled warmly at him. "Remember what i told you?" he breathed, leaning closer. "Baek, no matter how many times you turn your back at me, i am never leaving. I am waiting... no matter how long it'll take you to come back." 

Baekhyun reached Chanyeol's hand that's on his cheek. "You know i have loved you all along." he sobbed. "I-i just h-have to..."

The taller nodded, stopping Baekhyun from saying anything. He pushed the blanket down and Baekhyun immediately got up with Chanyeol pulling him by the waist. Chanyeol sat on the bed and Baekhyun straddled him with his legs, burying his face into the taller's broad chest. 

"I f-feel so b-bad." Baekhyun sobbed as he wrapped his arms around Chanyeol. "I d-didn't want it, C-chanyeol. I-i love you." 

Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun's hair as he pulled him closer. "I know." he whispered. "I know, Baekhyun."

"I can't leave you here anymore." Baekhyun said as he looked up at Chanyeol. "I can't live there at my house and think of you every night when i can just live here with you again."

Chanyeol sighed. "You know you can always come here, Baek." 

"I know." Baekhyun said. He reached for Chanyeol's face and pulled it slowly. "And i'm not leaving again, Yeol." 

When Baekhyun kissed him, it's like igniting his body with the kind of flame he loves. And missed. Baekhyun's lips were soft, knowing, but Chanyeol wasn't sure how to hold him right again. He's afraid he might break him and lose him for good. 

But when Baekhyun's hand traveled to his hair, tugging it, Chanyeol's sure Baekhyun didn't care anymore. 

"Baek." Chanyeol breathed, his hand running on Baekhyun's back, circling his waist with his palm. "I badly want you right now."

Baekhyun kissed him, sucking his lower lip. He pushed him on the bed and there's no other thing he wanted that night but for Chanyeol to mark him.

Chanyeol owns him. All along.  

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Thank you for reading this super short. hehe 

Still need to study. :) Love you guys!