To whom it may concern:

Basically, my owner, Park Chanyeol placed me on top of his cabinet and away from small Byun Baekhyun's reach. I am placed on a stack of magazines, with them (EXO) on the cover. I don't even know why Chanyeol is keeping them all here.

So right now, i am overlooking Baekhyun as he frantically search for his letter. Yes. I mean the letter Chanyeol wrote about on my pages. He tugged hard on his hair as he threw the dictionary on the floor, groaning in frustration.

"What the f*ck?" Baekhyun hissed as he looked around. "D-did he even---" then he groaned again, rolling his eyes in disbelief. "I'm doomed. I'm so doomed right now."

As usual, Chanyeol went jogging again with Sehun and Baekhyun is left in their room. He's planning on typing the letter in his laptop instead but as we all know right now, his letter for the ChanBaek fans is nowhere to be seen.

Exasperated, Baekhyun dropped himself on his bed, still frowning. He looked around the room and glared at everything he can see. His eyes lingered on Chanyeol's bed and before even thinking, he walked to it and started pulling the covers off. He's not destroying the giant's bed. He's looking for the letter. But well... he does it that way.

When he still can't find the letter, Baekhyun started pacing in their room.

And that's when the giant walked in.

Park Chanyeol stared at the room for a moment before muttering, "What... happened?"

He looked at Baekhyun, both his eyebrows raised and eyes waiting for an explanation. When the smurf just kept glaring at him, he slowly walked inside and closed the door behind him. He's still sweating from the jog and his cheeks are flushed.

"Where is it?" Baekhyun hissed under his breath.

Chanyeol swallowed loudly. "Where is what?" he asked back.

Baekhyun took a step closer to Chanyeol, his face is so angry right now i know Chanyeol can feel the dark aura emitted by the love of his life. But he didn't dare step back. He just held his ground.

"Dammit, Chanyeol. I know you know what i'm talking about." Baekhyun said in a low voice, probably trying his best to control his anger. We could hear loud laughs outside.

Chanyeol pulled on the neckline of his sleeveless shirt. "Um. I guess not." he said.

The smurf groaned inwardly then he walked towards Chanyeol and he grabbed his arm. "Just tell me where is the f*cking letter, Park Chanyeol!" he insisted. "Where are you hiding it?!"

Park Chanyeol didn't say anything. He just stared down at Byun Baekhyun, gazing into his angry eyes until they turned softer. He didn't break their gaze and Baekhyun didn't look away. The frown on his forehead started to cease and his angry breathing slowed.

Finally, Chanyeol took an intake of breath.

"Are those even true?" he whispered, staring into Baekhyun's eyes. "Were you being perfectly honest in there?"

With that, Baekhyun looked away. "Where did you hide it?" he asked again. He tried to keep his voice angry, but it doesn't sound like that anymore. It's more like nervous and cautious.

"Do you mean them, Baekhyun?" Chanyeol asked, his voice firmer.

Baekhyun frowned and realizing that he's still grabbing Chanyeol's arm, he slowly let go of him, his fingers sliding along his lower arm. Then Chanyeol grabbed his hand, stopping him from fully letting go. He held unto his soft fingers, running his thumb over them.

Chanyeol kept his eyes on Baekhyun.

"Did you mean them, Baek? Do you really feel that way?" he asked again and his voice is laced with that gentleness that Baekhyun can't help but meet his eyes again.

Baekhyun bit his lower lip. "It doesn't matter." he whispered. "We can't..."

Chanyeol frowned. "What 'we can't' ?" he asked, frustrated. "Baekhyun, why didn't you tell me before? Why did you hide it?"

The smaller tugged on his hand but Chanyeol held it tighter. "And what?" he asked back. "Lose our friendship? Are you even thinking?!"

"And you think ignoring your feelings would keep me?" Chanyeol shot back.

Baekhyun glared at him. "You're not even gay, Park Chanyeol!"

"Well i am gay for YOU, Byun Baekhyun!"

Baekhyun stared at him, wide-eyed, as Chanyeol's confession started sinking in. Chanyeol has this irritated look on his face and Baek doesn't know if he caused that annoyance. But Chanyeol is still holding his hand and it's so firm and very much secure.

The smaller slowly shook his head. "B-but... but you like girls." he muttered.

"I do." Chanyeol groaned. "But i like you, okay?"

It's Baekhyun's turn to look irritated. "Then why didn't you tell me before?!" he asked and his voice started rising. This happens when he's nervous.

Chanyeol rolled his eyes. "Well... duh." he muttered, staring at Baekhyun like he should know the answer. Baekhyun was confused for a moment before he realized that well... he had a girlfriend.

Baekhyun pursed his lips. "I'm sorry." he whispered.

The giant's eyes went wide. "Please don't say you're sorry, Baek." he said. "I don't like it when you're apologizing. I feel bad, you know?" then he started to caress Baekhyun's hand, holding it tighter and firmer. Chanyeol sighed when Baekhyun squeezed his hand back.

The smurf glared at Chanyeol for second before sighing. "I don't want to risk our career." he whispered. "Look. Gay EXO members? The fans would go wild and we'll lose our job."

Chanyeol raised an eyebrow. "Not every fan would be disappointed." he said. "Remember you were writing to the ChanBaek fans." he pointed out.

Baekhyun sighed. "That's not just it." he said. "Chanyeol, i don't want to lose what we had. I don't want to risk you." then he closed his eyes and groaned. "And this is so gay! Why am i even confessing to you?!"

"And you think holding your hand right now isn't gay?!" Chanyeol shot back.

Baekhyun pushed Chanyeol by the chest but they didn't let go of each others hand. "Why are you so mean?!" he demanded and his lower lip turned into that adorable pout Chanyeol loves.

"Because i'm frustrated that i didn't have you before!" Chanyeol answered. "I could have had you but you choose her instead of telling me what you feel!"

"I told you i didn't know you were gay!" Baekhyun said, irritated.

Chanyeol grunted. "I am not gay!"

"What--"

"I love you!" Chanyeol finally said, breathing hard. "And i don't think it does matter if i'm gay or what. I don't think i'm gay, Baekhyun, cause i like girls. But i love you, okay? I love you and this is crazy because i really do."

Baekhyun just looked at him.

He felt that certain heat travel from his gut to all parts of his body. His cheeks started to feel hot and he feels nervous right now and he doesn't know why that feels good. He held unto Chanyeol's hand though his palms started to sweat. He gritted his teeth and just resorted on glaring at Chanyeol.

"I know you like me, too." Chanyeol whispered. "I know how you feel about me and my touches. I know that i can send those wild butterflies, Byun Baekhyun. You get jealous. I get jealous. And i was always afraid that you'll disappear whenever we're in large crowds. I don't want to lose you."

Baekhyun inhaled a long breath. He looked down and stared at their hands. It felt different, holding a man's hand in his right now. It's rough and calloused. It's larger.

And yet he wonders why it felt better.

"Chanyeol..." Baekhyun finally started, still looking down. "I don't like that we're just flirting."

Chanyeol's head slowly leaned down so he could smell Baekhyun's hair. "More?" Chanyeol whispered.

Baekhyun slowly nodded. He suddenly feels a little ashamed. "I want more." he whispered. "I want more that just flirting."

Then he slowly looked up, finding himself too close to Chanyeol's gorgeous face.

"I want more than that, too." Chanyeol whispered back.

"I don't even like you." Baekhyun whispered, his eyes glued to Chanyeol's. "My answer was wrong."

Chanyeol felt himself smile. "You love me." he murmured.

"I love you." Baekhyun said. "I really do."

"Hm. Hm." Chanyeol hummed in response as he slowly kissed Baekhyun's forehead. He let his lips linger there, just enough to make Baekhyun grin under his skin. His hand search for his waist.

"And i get jealous." Baekhyun whispered. "A lot."

Chanyeol grinned and he started to shower Baekhyun's forehead with feather-light kisses. "I love you." he whispered again. "I love you."

Baekhyun's other hand went to reach for Chanyeol's neck, brushing his thumb against his skin. "Promise me that won't change, Park Chanyeol." he whispered, eyes closed. He can still feel Chanyeol's lips against his skin and it feels so nice.

"I love you, Byun Baekhyun." he whispered. "And i promise... i'll marry you."

That made Baekhyun grin. "I have the feeling you enjoyed that question." he whispered, raising an eyebrow.

Chanyeol chuckled. He liked that question. About the marriage stuff.

But he liked something more.

"I love question number 6, though." he whispered huskily and that made Baekhyun jerk away from him. But luckily, Chanyeol got a good grip around his waist, preventing him from pulling away.

Baekhyun blushed a deep red. "You-- Stop it!" he groaned.

"What?" Chanyeol grinned. "You were being perfectly honest in there. And... what particular dreams, eh?" then he leaned closer and closer until Baekhyun is leaning back as far as he could.

"T-that... That was--- WHY DID YOU EVEN READ IT?!" Baekhyun started to protest. But what can he do now, right? The reddening of his face spilled everything his mind is keeping.

Chanyeol chuckled. "But... you don't like being 'bottom'." he teased and that made Baekhyun's face even redder. "How would you like it then, Baby?"

Baekhyun gasped and he covered Chanyeol's lips with his hands. "Stop it, you pervert!" he hissed. He glared up at him but Chanyeol is now holding him by the waist with both arms very securely.

Chanyeol is still laughing even with his lips closed. Then he started kissing Baekhyun's palm, tickling him until he let go. Baekhyun squirmed from Chanyeol's hold, trying to cover his mouth whenever he starts to say something perverted again but Chanyeol is enjoying this adorable moment of his guy.

Especially now that he can finally call him 'his boyfriend'.

"Just let me kiss you." Chanyeol suddenly blurted out.

Baekhyun's mouth gaped open. "W-wha--" he started to throw another stern reply but Chanyeol suddenly pulled him and kissed him on the lips.

And it's not fast. It's slow and sweet.

And very much not the kind of kiss for young lovers.

"Let's make it a reality." Chanyeol murmured between kisses.

Baekhyun is panting from all the kissing. "What?" he breathed.

"Question number six."

Baekhyun kissed him back. Chanyeol wanted this.

But i think, question number 6 could wait.

So a few minutes later, Baekhyun and Chanyeol are lying on the same bed. They didn't have sex. Yet. I guess that part could wait. But they were making out for a few minutes now and Chanyeol's aroused state is very much obvious.

Chanyeol is now sleeping, his arms wrapped loosely around Baekhyun's waist.

But Baekhyun's eyes are distant and he's frowning... at me.

Then he slowly went out of the bed, careful not to wake Chanyeol up. He finally noticed the white bond paper sticking out of my pages. Baekhyun went over to grab a chair to stand on. The edge of my body is very much exposed. Silly Chanyeol, i know.

He grabbed me carefully. And with his slender fingers, he flipped through my pages.

Then very slowly, a small smile formed on his face.

"Aha." he whispered. "So you really think i won't find it?" then he clicked his tongue and grinned mischievously.

Then his eyes dropped to a certain sentence Chanyeol wrote.

Baekhyun's fingers went to his lips, tracing them very slowly. He looked back at Chanyeol's sleeping figure then blushed.

"And i thought a while ago was our first kiss." he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief.

The night is lovely.

And so is the sleeping couple lying on a bed right now.

Love,

Mr. Notebook