"how can i leave you alone?"
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The sun's rays peaked through the curtains, shining directly into Chanyeol's closed eyes. The light fell slanting through the window and eventually stirred him awake, causing him to roll over and face you. A small smile formed on his face as his eyes fell upon your sleeping figure. He gently ran his fingers through your hair, taking some time to admire the peaceful look on your face before leaning in and kissing your closed eyelids. They fluttered open to a cozy Chanyeol hovering over you, and by God it was the best damn thing to wake up to.

"Morning sleepyhead," he booped your snoot as your eyes adjusted to the daylight.

Outside the window, clouds dominated the morning sky leaving transitory patches of blue. Though they are mostly white there is a hint of greyness, a suggestion that rain may play a part in the day to come.

Chanyeol peered out over the balcony, his eyes taking in the bright colors squeezing through clouds. It was chilly, he thought, pulling his thin t-shirt around himself. The scent of rain hung in the air as he watched the sky darken and the colors fade away as morning fully arrived. Pinks, yellows, and reds disappeared first. Blue soon followed, overtaken by the grayness climbing over the mountain tops. But as the mist thickened and the unmistakable roll of thunder growled threateningly, one color hung on, rapidly fading. Orange.

It didn't take long until the husky color faded. Rain splattered the deck.

He went inside, throwing himself back into bed and burying himself deep within the soft, warm covers. "Guess we're staying in today," he muttered absently.

You stretched out your limbs next to him, "What about breakfast?" you thought aloud, your tummy grumbling in synch as you sat up and swung your legs off the bed.

"You can make it," he teased, only to be quickly smacked on the butt by you. "Yah, I was kidding!" he laughed.

"I don't feel like cooking anyway," you crossed your arms. "I want to go out."

Chanyeol sat up beside you, "That's a bad idea Y/N, it's raining," he mentioned while gesturing towards the window, where rain had begun to steadily patter against the glass.

"So?" he made it seem like there was a hurricane out there, there was nothing wrong with a little rain.

"So you'll get wet." Chanyeol stated in a matter-of-fact manner, running his hand through his messy morning hair, a habit of his whenever he was frustrated.

"Wouldn't be the first time," you smirked, proud of yourself for catching him off guard.

"Is that so?" he held his composure and smiled back at you, but no amount of confidence Park Chanyeol could muster could hide the fact that the tips of his ears were slowly turning as pink as his hair.

You rolled your eyes at him and stood up, "Let's go make breakfast, Loey."

"I want to sleep moooorre," he whined, moving across the bed and wrapping both his muscular arms around your waist. "Come here~" he murmured into your ear while, much to your surprise, bringing you back down into the bed with him.

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"Do you have to go?" he lazily sank into the sofa, watching you with a sullen look on his face as you began to pull on some heels by the front door.

"It's my friend's birthday, of course I'm going to go!" you replied hastily, running back to the bedroom to grab your bag.

"I don't even know who this friend is," Chanyeol spoke up, pressing his lips flat and his cheeks flushed at the sudden surge of emotion he was feeling. Part of him didn't want to speak the way he was, but there was something else urging him on. And he couldn't help the remarks from spilling from his mouth.

"You don't have to," you called from the other room, completely dismissing the little tantrum he was throwing. You emerged and found him running his hand back and forth his cotton candy hair, a ice cold coke bottle in the other.

"Whatever, have fun. Be safe," he stated monotonously, his eyes glued to whatever was playing on the tv.

"Hm, I will," you chimed nonchalantly while opening the door. "I'll see you later tonight. Love you." You smiles at him.

"Love you too, baby."

He smiled brightly at you, only for it to falter once you shut the door.

It was 10pm when you left.

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Now it was 3 in the morning. And you carefully unlocked the door with your keys, gripping them firmly so they wouldn't jingle and make noise. You closed the door with care and slipped out of your shoes, proceeding to make your way through the dark.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" a chilling voice broke the thick silence, making you jump and place a hand over your startled heart. It put a fever inside you, seeping within your bones in a haunting tone. "Turn around," the deep baritone rumbled.

There stood your boyfriend in the dark, illuminated by red lava lamps scattered throughout the apartment. He looked wildly different, but the only things you were able to notice was his slicked back hair before he was on you. He pressed you against the door with all his weight, shoved his knee in between your legs and held your wrists in both hands. His face was next to yours, dangerously close to the crook of your neck.

"Do you realize how late it is?" his voice dropped several octaves and sent multiple shivers down your spine. He was hovering right over your ear, breathing soft and hard, "You really know how to piss me off, huh?"

Words didn't seem to register in your brain properly, first there was something completely off with your mans but second having him corner you like this and assert dominance over you was hot. You barely managed a tiny yelp when he suddenly bit down on your earlobe hard.

He started peppering harsh kisses along your jawline, his breathing becoming more erratic with each touch. It felt like you both were burning up in each other's embrace. It felt hotter with each word he spoke, every squeeze and growl. Hot hot hot, you felt dizzy and needed air. "I stayed here by myself in the dark waiting for your ass to come home and you don't bother to give me a heads up over anything you could've been with fucking anyone do you know how fucking angry that makes me?" he shook you in his arms while he spoke, angrily biting and sucking his way down your neck towards your collarbone as a means to punctuate his harsh words. "You fucking piss me off, Y/N," he growled, emphasizing his point with another hot open-mouth kissed that was sure to leave a bruise.

"L-Loey, please—," you choked out, his actions immediately ceased. "Loey?" your voice barely above a whisper, trembling in his hot embrace.

He leaned back and finally you could see his face. But nothing could really soothe you after being exposed to a different type of Chanyeol. His hair was wild and their were scratches along his face. But what really stood out were his eyes. One no longer a familiar gentle brown, but a sharp, cutting white that barely left room for his pupil. You were caught under his piercing gaze. In fact, your heart dropped under his intense stare because it was at this point you knew something was utterly wrong.

His voice was ice, "My other half failed to mention me." He paused, looking you up and down for a moment. "Until I finally decided to take over."

"I'm Chanyeøl."

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hehehehehe let the obsession imagines BeGiN

Just a quick note, as you may or may not have noticed I've decided to change this work into a regular imagines set bc I really wanted to explore different ideas I have with the members without feeling confined to this wolf concept I had going on. So YAY expanding my horizons and all that fun stuff uwu