Title: The Frat Baby
Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Side Pairings: SuLay, KaiBaek, SuBaek, XiuChen
Rating: M
Genre: Mpreg, Fluff, Comedy, Fraternity!au

Word count: 12k words

Warnings: Fraternity, Male Pregnancy, Mentions of Sex, Cursing, Alcohol and Drugs

Summary: Baekhyun is pregnant and he doesn't know who among the frat is the father of his baby.

Note: DO NOT READ if you're not a fan of MPREG. This is for my comeback so I hope you enjoy reading!

*****

"Was it you who fucked me last month?"

Kyungsoo almost spills his coffee at the question. Good thing he managed to drink it up or else he's going to spit it at the older male's face, or worst, discharge it through his nose.

"Come again?"

"Did you fuck me last month?" Baekhyun repeats slower. Kyungsoo is just staring at him blankly so he guesses the younger didn't understand him the first time.

"Did you just ask me if I fucked you?"

"Yeah. Did you?"

"No, I didn't. And wait, why do you ask all of a sudden?"

Baekhyun averts his eyes. He has his bottom lip caught between his teeth. "Nothing. I'm just curious whom I slept with at the party."

"Was it the anniversary party here at the clubhouse?"

"Yeah. We had a Formal with the alumni and we all got drunk. The last time I remembered though, I was on my back and somebody was pounding into my ass. I barely remember anything more than that."

"Have you seen his face or heard his voice at least?"

Baekhyun shakes his head. "No, it was all blurred and muffled. Must be the strong booze."

"You sure were wasted as fuck."

"Yeah, to the point that I didn't know whose asshole's dick was inside me," the small-eyed male chuckles awkwardly.

"I'm sure it wasn't me, though. I threw up on the fratio and the Bros had to carry me upstairs."

"But before you left, have you seen who was with me then?"

"Hmm," Kyungsoo hums as he closes his eyes. "Yeah, I think I know who could that be."

"Yeah? Who was it?"

"I'm not so sure but... I think he's one of our frat brothers," Kyungsoo mutters. "Since Sehun, Minseok and Jongdae used the chapter room upstairs with me, I guess they're now excluded from the choices."

"You mean the guy who fucked me is in Epsilonchiomicron."

"Yeah, except for me and them," Kyungsoo says. "So it could be the prophytes, Yixing, Junmyeon, Kai and Chanyeol."

Baekhyun sighs deeply as he tries to remember what happened. He sees a dark moving figure above him muttering indistinct words, and then something flashes back in his memory.

His head is throbbing.

"I-I think I remember something."

"What is it?"

Baekhyun touches his own neck. "Here. I-I saw it. He's got a brand on the collarbone. Like mine on the neck."

"I know all of us got a tattoo, but on the collarbone? It's just the three of them." Kyungsoo says. He lifts his shirt up, revealing toned abs. "My brand is on my torso."

"So it wasn't really you. Nor Yixing-hyung."

"It could be Kai, Chanyeol or Junmyeon-hyugnim. As consuls, they have this really cool, three-dimensional hexagon symbol tattooed on their collarbones."

"Right. That one."

Baekhyun puts his hand on top of his belly as he whispers softly, "One of them is your father. I hope it's the President."

"Wait, what?"

"What?"

"Did you just--" Kyungsoo eyes the hand of Baekhyun's flat stomach, before looking up at Baekhyun's face as he tries to process what is happening. Did Baekhyun just say father?

"Oh my god."

"Yes," Baekhyun says with a sheepish smile on his face. "I am..."

Kyungsoo practically jumps in surprise.

"Really!? Oh my fucking god, I'm freaking out!"

"I went to the OB this morning and the doctor said the baby's two weeks old."

"Wow. You-you have a baby in that stomach!"

"Yeah."

"I'm going to be an uncle!"

"Mm-hm."

"God, Baekhyun," Kyungsoo shakes his head. "That's cool! I wanna be pregnant too!"

"I think you could make a good dad, but unfortunately it wasn't you who's pregnant, so." Baekhyun chuckles, caressing his tummy.

"Wait, is it a girl or a boy?" Kyungsoo asks excitedly. "I want to think of a name already."

"The baby's still a fucking zygote, how could it already have a vagina or a penis?"

"Right. You have a point," Kyungsoo says, laughing to himself. "Well, good luck anyway. I hope you find out who's the father of that little zygote. Just come to me if you need some help."

"Sure. Thanks, Kyungsoo."

"You're welcome," Kyungsoo replies back. "Oh, if you're looking for Junmyeon, he just went out on a meeting with the other chapters so just wait for him to come back."

"Okay, thanks."

Baekhyun carefully pads into the kitchen as he opens the fridge in search of something good to eat. He must take delicious and healthy foods since he's pregnant. Two weeks to be exact. Sweets are nice, he thinks, so he picks some marshmallows. Maybe Chanyeol wouldn't mind if he eats some--

"Hey! What are you doing with my food!?"

Or so he thought.

"Those are mine!"

Chanyeol walks over at him and grabs the marshmallows from his hands. Shoving them all inside his big mouth, the small-eyed male only stares, watching Chanyeol eat the marshmallows for himself.

"Ugh," Chanyeol burps, massaging his stomach. "That's better."

Baekhyun is hungry. His baby is hungry and Chanyeol did just that? How could he? Ever since their initiation, he's already getting on Baekhyun's nerves until they became pledges during freshmen year. How much more now that they've become brothers for life? Can't this devil incarnate be considerate for maybe once in his entire existence?

"You got that look again."

"What look?"

Baekhyun glares daggers at him.

"That one."

"I don't have any look."

"Oh yeah?" Chanyeol smirks. "It looks like you're giving me a blowjob with your wide ogling eyes."

Baekhyun coughs, trying to maintain his composure. "The fuck?"

"Seriously, Baekhyun stop looking at me like that. I don't wanna fuck you right now."

"Listen, this look says that you're a fucking glutton. I just wanna have some marshmallows, not your miniature dick."

"Yet you were begging for it," Chanyeol mumbles inaudibly to himself. He rolls his eyes.

"What?"

"I said, if you want my strawberries so bad, lick my ass first," Chanyeol says, wiggling his butt.

"You horny bastard, is so fucking gross!"

"Yeah? How about this?"

Chanyeol farts in front of his face.

"Happy New Year!"

Pinching his own nose, Baekhyun groans under his breath and glares at the other male. There's no way this filth is going to be the father of his baby. No, not him. He won't let his baby get near this Serpent or else his little angel will suffer in life.

"Go to hell, you imbecile!"

"Did you like my fart, babe?"

"No! Get fucking lost! Just! Just get out of here! Away from me!"

"No!" Chanyeol yells, receiving the small-eyed male's continuous hits and punches. "Hit me! I want you to hit me forever, Baekhyun. Just hit me forever!"

"I'll fucking get the paddle and hit your ass! Get off me!"

Chanyeol provokes him some more by draping his sweaty, stinky arms around Baekhyun, squeezing the living daylights out of his soul in that tight hug. Oh god no, Baekhyun doesn't want this. He didn't ask for this. This is totally disgusting!

"Huuuuggg~"

Oh shit, Chanyeol's hand is now reaching his belly, his belly where his precious baby is peacefully resting. He can't allow this moron to touch his baby. No way he's gonna let Chanyeol poison his princess, or prince. Or whatever.

"This is how snakes mate. They squeeze each other like this, all right. Tssss~ Tssss~ Yeah. Just like that. Tssss~"

"Fuck you, Chanyeol! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!! Help! Someone! Brothers, help me! HELP!"

"What's going on here!?"

Baekhyun quickly looks up, and a delighted expression paints his scrunched face at the sight of the President. He's been waiting for Junmyeon, the potential father of his child, and now that he's here, Baekhyun feels more secure. He's happy there's a man who could protect him and his baby against bad people.

Baekhyun feels really emotional right now he wants to cry.

Chanyeol finally lets him go as he steps aside.

"Hyungnim," Baekhyun mutters, clutching Junmyeon's shirt as he sniffs. "Thank god you're already here..."

"What is it? Hey, hey. Why are you crying?" Junmyeon asks worriedly as he cups the younger's face. "Is there something wrong?"

"Hyungnim, Junmyeon-hyungnim, Chanyeol, he, he," Baekhyun ugly sobs as he points a finger at Chanyeol standing by the side. Chanyeol has his mouth gaping in confusion as he watches a crying Baekhyun. What is his problem anyway that he's crying like that?

"C-Chanyeol farted in front of my face," Baekhyun says. "And, and, he squeezed me until I ran out of breath. Look, I'm so red! This is not good for my health. What if I get sick? What if I die?"

"Chanyeol, is that true?"

"Yeah, but we were just playing--"

Junmyeon glares at him. "Go to your room, now."

"But--"

"NOW."

"Fine," Chanyeol raises his hands as he side-eyes a sobbing Baekhyun. "God, why is he being so sensitive as fuck!?"

"Hey. Are you all right?" Junmyeon asks again as he squats in front of Baekhyun. "You look sick."

"I'm fine, I'm just--" There's something weird coiling in Baekhyun's gut, like his stomach is squeezing, pushing all of its contents out of his esophagus. "I think I need to throw up--"

Running towards the sink, Baekhyun vomits and coughs. His insides are constricting as his vision doubles, feeling a little nauseous. A warm hand soothes his back comfortingly as Junmyeon asks him what's the matter.

"I feel dizzy, I want to lay down," Baekhyun says after he wipes his mouth. He holds the older's arm for support as he tries to straighten up.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital? It looks like you need some rest. You must be tired and stressed out these days..."

"Hyungnim, actually I..."

"Hmm?"

Baekhyun lifts his eyes up to look at Junmyeon's concerned face. He should tell him he's pregnant, right? But what if the President terminates him from the brotherhood because of his condition. He would be homeless until he gives birth. But what if, maybe Junmyeon was really the father of his child? Baekhyun won't have to be a hobo along with his baby. They will live a happy and abundant life at the clubhouse with lots and lots of foods.

"What is it?"

"I have to ask you something."

"Sure, go on."

"Do you remember anything about the party last month?"

"Of course," Junmyeon says with a smile. "It was one of the best parties our frat has ever thrown."

"Did you-- did you have sex with somebody that night?"

The President chuckles, and Baekhyun gulps.

"Yeah, I did."

"I mean, somebody from our frat?"

"Yeah, I guess he's one of us."

Oh my god, his eyes are glinting, Baekhyun tells himself as he studies Junmyeon's face.

"But what if... What if you get that person pregnant, would you take the responsibility of being the father of the baby?"

"If that's possible then, of course, I would. I mean, that's the right thing to do, isn't it?"

Baekhyun tastes victory. No doubt, Junmyeon is the father of his baby!

"Hyungnim, I want to tell you something. Actually I..."

"Yeah?"

Baekhyun opens his mouth.

"I'm preg--"

"GUYS!!!!! Check this out!!!"

"This is so fucking sick!"

"Oh my god, I love this thing already!"

Three guys barge into the door, making Baekhyun and Junmyeon pause to look at their general direction. There comes Kai, Sehun and Yixing riding those thing with two wheels and blue lights.

"What was it again that you wanted to tell me?"

"Oh. Uh, nothing important. I'll just tell it to you later."

"Okay."

Baekhyun releases a sigh. Maybe some other time he'll tell Junmyeon about it.

"Where did you get those hoverboards?" the President asks the boys who are like children roaming around the living room.

"Our neighbor sorority gave these to us! Cool right?" Sehun says as he shows off his hoverboard spins. "It took me half a day learning how to use this!"

"We have two extra boards, you wanna try Baekhyun?" Kai asks, grinning at Baekhyun as he rotates around him with his hoverboard.

That looks super cool but Baekhyun can't join them because of the baby in his manwomb. Such a pity. Now he can't do stuff because of his pregnancy. Fuck it.

"Uh, I think I have to pass. I'm gonna study later for the exams."

"Aw, you're no fun!"

"Jun, you wanna try this with me?" Yixing asks Junmyeon, smiling at him kindly. "If that's okay with you?"

"Sure. Yeah."

Baekhyun silently watches how the President blushes a little as the other male passes him the board. Their fingers brush at the slightest, making both males laugh shyly.

"So uhm. How is this thing going to work?"

"Well. It's very easy. All you need is balance and..."

Okay, what was that. Is Baekhyun missing something here? Since when did these two become so chummy? Not that he's jealous because all of them is his brothers anyway. It's just that, well, Junmyeon might be the father of his baby and he can't just have a non-platonic relationship with somebody.

But what if. What if Junmyeon is not the one whom he slept with that night? If he was the one who fucked Baekhyun, he would tell it right away, right? The President is not that irresponsible like the others.

So what if it was really not him... What if it was... somebody else?

"Oh my god."

"Hey."

Baekhyun jerks in surprise when a finger pokes his side.

"What the fuck?"

"You seem distracted."

Looking around the clubhouse, he notes that everybody is already gone save for him and Kai who's still has that hoverboard under his feet.

"You're glaring at the floor."

"Where's everybody? Why are you still here?"

"They're outside, hoverboarding. Didn't you hear them say goodbye?"

"Uh, no..."

A chuckle escapes Kai's mouth as he travels into the kitchen, opening the fridge to get a canned beer. He has sweat dribbling all over his skin, causing it to glisten when the light strikes into his body. He drinks his beer like a commercial model, his adams apple bobbing up and down in each gulp.

Baekhyun feels his mouth running dry.

"Ugh, it's so fucking hot today," Kai mutters, and he's taking off his shirt, revealing lean and sexy body putting Adonis into shame. Slinging his damp shirt on his left shoulder, he turns to Baekhyun, offering him a coy smile. "Isn't it, Baekhyun?"

"Y-yeah, I guess..."

"You wanna drink something? Lemonade? Soda?"

"Water's fine."

"Okay."

A topless Kai is so fucking distracting that Baekhyun can't get his eyes off that muscular body as if he's eye-licking every inch of it. Fuck.

"Here. Water," the taller says, outstretching the bottle to the small-eyed male, his biceps flexing in the process.

The brand on Kai's collarbone makes Baekhyun suddenly pause. He can't be wrong. It was that tattoo. Could it be, could it Kai? Could it be him who fucked Baekhyun and made him pregnant?

Oh my fucking god. Kai is the father of his baby! He needs to make sure first!

"Can I, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"Jumyeon-hyungnim and Yixing-hyung... Are they already a thing?

"Oh, that," Kai says. He laughs. "Yeah. Finally."

Fuck. That hurt a little.

"Really?"

"Mm-hm. They've been going out for two weeks now, imagine that? After two fucking years of sexual tension between them, they finally fucked. Seriously, I thought they're gonna die of blue balls."

"Yeah," Baekhyun takes a sip of his water. "Good to hear that they're finally dating."

Baekhyun admits he just expected and assumed too soon awhile ago. But it's okay, though. At least he found out the truth. Junmyeon is now crossed out on the list, leaving Kai and Chanyeol among the choices.

Baekhyun is 100% sure it was Kai. Kai being the father of his child is just fine. He's annoying sometimes but he's actually nice, unlike somebody whose name starts with a C. Ugh, Baekhyun doesn't want to talk about it.

"Kai."

"Yeah?"

"Do you wanna be a father?"

Intrigued, Kai lifts an eyebrow at him.

"What?"

"A father. You know. With a kid."

"Why is that so random?"

"No reason, I just, well, asked you for the sake of this conversation."

"You're really weird sometimes," Kai mutters, chuckling.

"Come on, answer my question."

"Okay, uh, so do I wanna be a father? The answer's NO..."

"What?"

"You heard me. I don't wanna be a father," Kai says, shrugging nonchalantly. "Too many responsibilities, you know. Kids. Work. Bills. Thinking of that makes my head hurt already!"

"You bastard!" Baekhyun yells exasperatedly at the taller. "So what do you wanna be like forever!? A freeloader!?"

"It's not called being a freeloader, okay? You only live once. So right now, I just wanna enjoy life, be happy. Fuck. Drink. Smoke weed," Kai says. "That's what I want."

"Fuck? FUCK? Do you at least even remember whose cunt are you fucking every night?"

"Yeah, of course! You know Soojung from high school? I fucked her at the frat party when we were freshmen. Oh, and Ms. Stella, our P.E. teacher on sophomore year? I fucked her hard at the gym. I fucked Taeyeon-sunbae in her Dad's car on her birthday last year. I fucked the university sorority members, Minah, Shinhye, Gain and Sunshin last month on Junmyeon-hyungnim's glamorous flat. And guess what, he didn't even know I was the one who messed up his sheets!"

Bullshit.

So Kai has this fucking audacity to guffaw in front of his face, and Baekhyun is so fucking angry right now. He wants to fucking slit Kai's neck right now. This is very unacceptable, that the father of his baby is a manwhore Casanova.

"I can't believe this," Baekhyun mutters as he shakes his head. "You've almost fucked everybody."

"Well, not everybody. I don't fuck guys."

Baekhyun's ears perk up.

"What?"

"I don't fuck guys."

Did Baekhyun just heard that? He's not into guys?

"What," Kai laughs. "You looked surprised."

"Did you just, did you just say you don't fuck guys?"

"Yeah. I don't fuck dudes. I thought you know? I'm straight."

Fucking shit.

Holy fucking shit.

This is so fucked up.

"Y-you're straight!? YOU??? ARE FUCKING STRAIGHT!!!?"

Kai backs away, slightly perplexed. "I-is that a bad thing?"

"B-but I thought! You and Kyungsoo!" Baekhyun raises his arms in the air as he throws a fit. "You look like, I don't know, fuck buddies!?"

"You thought I am fucking my best friend? Seriously!? No!" Kai scrunches his face in mortification.

"You should be gay!" Baekhyun cries hysterically. He hits Kai's chest and arm. "You must not be straight, okay? You should fuck guys! You should like asses and dicks and not boobs and pussies. This is so fucking unfair!"

"Here in Epsilonchiomicron, Kyungsoo's my best bud and we're not like that, Baekhyun. And I am not gay, what the hell--ouch! Stop hitting me!"

"Who's gonna be the father of my baby if it wouldn't be you!? Who!? You were my last resort but it wasn't you!"

Kai holds him still by the arm as he waits for Baekhyun to calm down. The small-eyed male is wriggling within Kai's hold as he breathes hard. He can't think of that possibility. Not that possibility. He would rather be a single parent than to have Chanyeol as the father of his child. No fucking way!

"Easy, easy... calm down, okay? Breathe."

"Sorry, I'm just..." Baekhyun puts down his arms. "You're not the one to blame here. It's my fault anyway..."

"Is that true?" Kai carefully asks. "That you're... you're pregnant."

Baekhyun sighs. "Yes."

Kai's eyes widen.

"OH MY GOD! I'm going to be an uncle! Do the brothers know about this yet? "

"No. Just Kyungsoo..."

"Still though, that's amazing! You're going to be a Daddy!"

"How could this be amazing!? I don't even know who's the father of this baby!"

"Don't you have someone in mind? Maybe he's the one."

"I-I can't remember..."

"I'll help you remember. So when did it happen?"

Baekhyun tears his gaze away, looking at the opened window.

"At the party last month..."

"Mm-hm?"

"And I was drunk..."

-

"Hey, hey, Baekhyun where are you taking me?"

"Let's dance! Whoo!"

Baekhyun pulls him into the throng of grinding people as he rocks his body according to the worldly beat. Everything is blurred and noisy so he didn't know whom he is dancing with nor whose large hand is wrapped around his waist. He doesn't care. He just wants to get wasted tonight.

"God, you're fucking drunk! Let's go back inside!"

"Noooo~ I wanna danceee!!!"

A person at the back accidentally pushes him, so he gets shoved into that warm body. Holding the other guy's shoulders for support, he sees a hazy face looking down worriedly at him. Baekhyun grins sheepishly, before crashing their lips together for a heated sloppy kiss.

Their slick tongues battle for dominance, licking, pushing, biting, sucking, until Baekhyun gives up and allows the faceless guy to devour his mouth like it's his own territory. He fucking loves this. He kisses so fucking amazing.

"Fuck," the other male mutters as he pulls away briefly to check Baekhyun's reaction. "This is so fucked up. You're gonna regret this, Baekhyun."

"Noooo!!! Just kiss me agaiiiin!!! No, just fuck me alreadyyy!!!" Baekhyun whines, and he's taking off his shirt as he feels his body burn. "Chanyeeeoool! Fuck me right now!"

"Okay. If that's what you want."

-

Slowly, Baekhyun looks at Kai in the eyes as realization strikes him on the face.

Silence envelopes the room as the taller waits for him to continue talking.

Baekhyun stares. He's just staring blankly like he has ran out of words.

"So now what happened next?"

Baekhyun weakly steps back.

"I'm... I'm tired. I'll go back to my room..."

Clueless, Kai just watches Baekhyun as the latter wobbly climbs up the staircase like his soul has just left his body.

"It must be his sensitive pregnancy," Kai mutters.

*

Baekhyun now remembers.

He fucking remembers.

It is now so vivid, what happened that night is now clearly fresh in his mind. How he drunkly stumbled inside Chanyeol's room, how he lied down on his bed as they made out furiously like they owned the night. How he allowed Chanyeol to touch him, prep him, stroke him and kiss him like he was fucking special. How he wantonly moaned his name as he screamed in pleasure. How he obscenely opened his fucking legs to take Chanyeol's cock into his ass without any fucking protection.

And how he fucking liked what happened between the two them--

"FUCK!!!" Baekhyun screams as he kicks his feet angrily. He feels disgust, remorse, annoyance, embarrassment, disappointment and anger coiling inside of him all, at the same single time. "What the fuck have I done!!?"

This is so fucking messed up. Chanyeol. None other than Park. Fucking. Chanyeol. Is the father of his child. He was the one who shamelessly fucked him. He was the one who got that tattoo on the collarbone. He was the one who was with him that night, who planted his fucking seeds into his prostate, making him pregnant. It's Chanyeol.

"Why... Why does it have to be you? Why... Out of all fucking people.... Why it has to be the one whom I really hate..."

Baekhyun wants to cry but there are no tears coming out of his eyes. Fuck. He wants to rip his eyeballs off and feed them to the dogs. He can still see the images of their lovemaking, that he really wants to throw up.

Chanyeol can't be the father of his baby. Baekhyun doesn't even like him as a person let alone as a mere human being! Just like he said, he would rather be a single parent than to have Chanyeol father his child.

So there must be a way to get rid of Chanyeol as soon as possible. He should disappear before it's too late.

Baekhyun thinks of a plan.

"Right. I'm gonna kill him."

*

Chanyeol is now completely asleep. Perfect timing.

Holding a paddle, Baekhyun quietly tiptoes inside Chanyeol's room careful not to make any noise. He holds his breath as he walks closer, seeing Chanyeol's angelic face peeking out of his thick bedsheets.

"How dare you fuck me that night... You deserve to be killed."

Baekhyun lifts the paddle up, and just as soon as the wood is about to hit the sleeping male's face, Chanyeol suddenly coughs.

Baekhyun stops midair, feeling his heart race.

Chanyeol shifts on the bed and turns to his side, facing Baekhyun who's awkwardly frozen in the air, holding a paddle in his hands.

Shit.

If this goes on like this, he might wake Chanyeol up. Maybe he should get out of here and kill him next time.

Chanyeol coughs again like a sick puppy, still cocooned inside his blankets. Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows.

"What is wrong with him..."

He puts the paddle down the floor as he steps closer, observing Chanyeol's flushed face even in the dark. He kneels on the edge of the bed, and leans in closely to Chanyeol's slumber face to watch him curiously.

So this is how he looks like when he sleeps. Good. He hopes Chanyeol would just fall asleep forever. In that way, he doesn't have to kill him. In that way, he doesn't have to annoy and pester him anymore.

"Chanyeol, you better just sleep forever..."

Chanyeol cracks his eyes open.

Baekhyun startles when their eyes suddenly meet, falling on the floor.

"What the fuck!? You scared me!" Baekhyun blurts out. "Fuck! I thought you were a sleeping ghost or something!"

"What are you doing here inside my room!?" Chanyeol looks at the paddle lying on the floor. "Are you gonna hit me with that!?"

"YES!!!" Baekhyun shouts in rage. "You know why? I know you fucking know why! You fucking took advantage of me, how could you, Chanyeol!? How could you!"

Deeming this might be something serious, Chanyeol finally gets up on the bed.

"W-what are you talking about?"

"You really got the nerve to ask me that? After what you did to me!?"

Baekhyun crawls on the bed, settling on top of Chanyeol's body as he puts his hands around Chanyeol's neck. Chanyeol tries to get up but the other male is pushing him down, restraining him to move.

"Fuck you, Chanyeol! I hate you so much! Fuck you!!!"

"What-- ouch, what the fuck are you talking about?!"

Baekhyun is shaking him vigorously now, all the pent-up emotions he has are finally escaping by the form of salty tears in his eyes. He's got his hands around Chanyeol as he cries, making Chanyeol stay quiet, giving him the time to speak up and pour his heart out.

"Chanyeol, I'm fucking pregnant. You hear me!? I have a living human being inside me and you did this! You fucking did this!"

Chanyeol's eyes widen.

"W-what?"

"You fucked me at the party, remember? Don't tell me you already forgot?"

"I remember," Chanyeol says as he looks away. "I didn't forget..."

Baekhyun hits him on the head.

"Ouch!"

"Why didn't you fucking tell me!? WHY!? All this time you knew? I almost lose my mind thinking who fucked me and it was just you! Jesus, out of people, Chanyeol! It was you!"

"If I tell you, would you fucking believe me? God, you're not even taking me seriously!" Chanyeol yells back. "And for the record, you fucking asked me, okay? You fucking asked me to fuck you so I just did what you told me!"

"You should've stopped me!"

"I should've stopped you?" Chanyeol blurts back. "You! Fucking came to me first! You, fucking kissed me first and you, fucking laid yourself naked on my fucking bed!!! What do you think am I supposed to fucking do!!?"

Baekhyun freezes.

"I've been liking you for too long, Baekhyun! You think I'd just stop knowing you did those to me in the first place!?"

His eyes widen as he stares at Chanyeol's glassy eyes looking back at him, piercing him, causing his hands to tremble and finally release the other male's neck.

A thick silence fills the room save for the faint voices of their brothers downstairs. Without any single word, Chanyeol fixes his crumpled shirt as he bears this heavy awkwardness between them. Baekhyun turns his back away, sitting on the edge of the bed far from Chanyeol.

Fuck. Baekhyun isn't completely prepared for this shit. He didn't fucking expect that Chanyeol would tell him that. What is he supposed to feel? Should he get mad at him more? Should he totally hate him now?

But why, why is he feeling... Guilty? He feels absolutely torn right now. He feels... So much worse than before.

"I'm sorry..."

Chanyeol is the first to speak up. He has his hands buried into his palms.

"We were both drunk but I was more sober that night... I knew you didn't know what you were doing and you probably won't remember a single thing so I just... I couldn't help myself and I fucked you. You told me to fuck you and I was willing to do that. I thought that it's gonna be the first and the last so I just did it... But I never thought that... That I could get you pregnant. So I'm sorry..."

Is Chanyeol really apologizing right now? All those sincere words, are those even true? Baekhyun could hear him correctly, right?

"If you're thinking about the baby, don't worry... I'll take responsibility. I'll be the father of your child if you want me to be, that is..."

This is the first time Baekhyun has known Chanyeol since they were seventeen that he heard him talk this serious ever before. It feels weird and unusual, that he can sense goose bumps crawling into his skin. He can't believe Park Fucking Chanyeol could become so sappy like this drastically.

"I know you really hate me and you never feel the same way with me... It's all right. You don't have to force yourself liking me just because the baby is mine."

Baekhyun doesn't know why but he can tell the other male is hurting. It's in the way he talks.

"We have our brothers out there to help you raise him so you don't have to worry. They could all be the baby's parents..."

"What if he asks who his father is?"

Chanyeol hugs his bent knees as he whispers, "Just tell him we're all brothers..."

Baekhyun's heart clenches, and it's so fucking wrong.

"Yes. I'll just do that. I'll definitely do that."

"Okay..."

Lying on the bed again, Chanyeol lifts the sheets up to cover his body. He curls himself like a ball, coughing softly to himself.

Is this asshole sick or something? Did he take medicine yet? Why does Baekhyun care anyway? He's a grown up, he can take care of himself. Baekhyun should leave now before his baby catch his cold. Right.

The small-eyed male stands and picks up his paddle, before slipping outside the door quietly. He doesn't spare Chanyeol another glance.

Thr first thing that Chanyeol sees on his bedside table when he wakes up the next morning, is a bowl of porridge and an apple.

He gets the apple and smiles.

*

Baekhyun announces the whole frat that he's pregnant, and all of them are very happy for him. Excited even, that they're going to be uncles of their first prince or princess in the clubhouse. Baekhyun has this wide smile plastered on his face knowing his brothers are supporting him, that he is so much loved, so he shouldn't feel he's alone during his pregnancy.

So when the brotherhood asks him who the father of his baby is, his once bright smile turns into a displeased frown. Right, he almost forgot about that. Sure, they're gonna ask him about it.

Baekhyun spots Chanyeol secretly walking out of the room when the guys' attention are all at him. Chanyeol enters the bathroom to maybe hide. Why the fuck is he escaping right now?

"Uh, the father..." Baekhyun looks away as he rubs his neck anxiously. "He's one of us..."

"Oh my fucking god," Sehun mutters as he looks knowingly at Kai. Kai shakes his head frantically and points at Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo shakes his head as well, pointing back at Sehun.

"It's not us!" they both say.

"Was it Minseok-hyung? Or Jongdae hyung!?" Sehun asks.

"No. We don't fuck our dear brothers," Minseok says and Jongdae nods.

"We only fuck each other," Jongdae adds.

"You guys know something," Sehun mutters, slitting his eyes suspiciously at Kai. "Tell us who that fucking bastard is who fucked our Baekhyun and got him pregnant! Tell us!"

"H-he's in the bathroom right now..." Baekhyun mumbles. "Just wait for him to come out..."

All eyes dart towards the bathroom on the corner of the house as they wait with bated breaths. They hear a flushing sound of the water and the clicking of the doorknob, before the door swings open.

Silence.

Chanyeol blinks.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

He quickly pulls out the toilet paper stuck inside his boxers, crumples it and throws it away. He chuckles awkwardly as the guys blankly stare at him in disbelief.

"Sorry about that. I got some trouble using the toilet paper because it was kind of stuck and I almost got it flushed inside the bowl with my shit. Good thing I have fast hands!"

Rolling his eyes, Baekhyun slaps his forehead in utter mortification.

"Fucking moron."

*

Okay. So maybe Chanyeol isn't that bad of a person at all like what Baekhyun has thought about him for the past six years.

He still hates him though, but maybe, just maybe, the remorse he is feeling has been slightly decreasing at the sight of Chanyeol being less than annoying week by week as Baekhyun's baby develops.

Maybe Chanyeol's just being charitable because Baekhyun is now pregnant, that he's taking initiative doing all of Baekhyun's chores inside the clubhouse. He would wash the dishes three times a day, cook breakfast, do the laundry every Wednesday, buy groceries and clean their giant pool. The brothers think he's just showing off because he's gonna be a father and he has to earn points.

Baekhyun doesn't know what divine intervention has succumbed to Chanyeol that he became not-so-Chanyeol at all, which means he's now not the obnoxious, loud, son of a bitch, promiscuous and annoying piece of shit that he truly is. He talks lesser, that they both rarely get into a fight. Or they actually don't get into a fight at all. Which is kind of strange because they're always fussing with each other before. It's maybe a good thing. Good for Baekhyun's well-being that there's no one pestering around him.

On the first three months of Baekhyun's pregnancy, he would go to his OB for his prenatal check up with anyone of the brothers. Kai would drive him to the hospital because he has the most decent car among of them. He had also taken Junmyeon and Yixing with him to the pharmacy when he bought his vitamins and food supplements. He had Jongdae and Minseok come when he got his first anti-tetanus shot. Once a week, Sehun would go shopping maternity clothes and baby stuff with him along with Kyungsoo. After that, they would go straight to a workshop center to attend health programs like yoga classes for the pregnant.

True enough, in all of his preparing-to-be-daddy duties, he hasn't taken Chanyeol with him.

Chanyeol isn't saying about it either, he would just quietly watch them with a little smile on his lips as Kai's car drives off. He's not even asking, nor getting himself involved like he's not the father of the fetus inside Baekhyun's womb. Not that he doesn't want to get involved, no. Actually, he really wants to help, but he doesn't know if Baekhyun wants him to.

Baekhyun can see it on his eyes though, that he's yearning to touch that baby bump on his stomach. Chanyeol is the father after all, and no matter how he denies it, he's also hurting seeing Chanyeol look at him longingly from a far.

It's the fifth month of Baekhyun's pregnancy, and his tummy is now as big as a watermelon. The brothers are planning to make their showroom a nursery for their future nephew/niece, but the problem is, they don't know its sex yet.

"I'm thinking about Spiderman or Disney Princess," Sehun says as he busies himself scrolling on his laptop. "Oh no wait, I think Barbie's better. Or Ben10..."

"If the baby's gonna be a boy, I'd go for Pokemon. That's Chanyeol's favorite thing. Like, he's really a big fan," Kyungsoo says on the corner who has his arms crossed over his chest. "Just saying."

"Yeah! Why not Pokemon? That's cool. The bedsheet's Pokemon, the mats are Pokemon, the ceiling's Pokemon as well as the curtains. Full of Pokemon shit," Jongdae adds as he chuckles.

"Chanyeol's gonna room in there forever with his baby for sure," Kai mutters afterwards and they all break into a fit of laughter.

Okay, that was a little bit awkward in Baekhyun's part. He is just looking at his brothers, not knowing what to say nor contribute to the conversation. They're regarding Chanyeol as the father of his baby, which is the truth, and it somewhat makes him guilty of himself.

"I'd like to suggest Minions," Junmyeon says when he notices Baekhyun's slight discomfort. He leans in, peering over at Sehun's shoulder to look at the opened webpage of Popular Suggestions of Cartoon-Themed Nursery Rooms on Pinterest.

"Minions? Why?"

"Because Baekhyun's a minion, Chanyeol's the evil scientist. So Minions," Junmyeon replies, followed by the loud laughter of the frat except for Chanyeol, earning him a kick on the shin courtesy of Baekhyun.

"Junmyeon-hyungnim. Aren't you a minion, too?" Kai jokes, making the guys laugh obnoxiously.

"Well, not my dick, Kai."

"But seriously brothers... As long as the room is comfortable for the baby, it's fine," Baekhyun says, smiling a little. "I mean, I really appreciate all your efforts and ideas, but I think it would be better if it's just, you know, a simple and clean nursery with a nice crib where the baby could sleep comfortably..."

Junmyeon hums. "Yeah. Sounds great. Simple and comfortable it is."

"Okay! But let me just ask Chanyeol. Where the fuck is he even-- hey Chanyeol-hyung!" Sehun hollers. "Do you want a Pokemon-themed nursery or not!?"

No response.

"Why is he always gone everytime we're having meetings..."

"I know right," Minseok says. "Is he at the basement smoking weed or something?"

"Yeah, I also noticed. He's, I don't know, being a little bit distant to us?" Kai says. "What the fuck is his problem? Baekhyun, did you get into a fight again?"

"Huh?" Baekhyun blinks. "Oh, uh, no." He looks away. "We didn't."

Yixing comes down from upstairs, seeing the guys huddled in the living room.

"He's cleaning the bathroom at the second floor," he says, shrugging as he points upwards. "He must like cleaning bathrooms a lot these days..."

"Since when did he become a janitor? You guys should fucking clean your own bathrooms," Junmyeon reprimands. "Or else I'm gonna make you eat shit."

Baekhyun hears what Yixing said, and that just caused him a tiny pinch in his heart. He knows Chanyeol hates cleaning, and he only cleans when he's troubled or he's trying to get something off his mind. Sighing, he clenches his fist on his sides.

"I'm gonna talk to him."

"Can you climb up the stairs?" they all ask simultaneously. A chuckle bubbles up in his chest as he nods as a reply.

"I'm just pregnant. Not disabled."

Baekhyun reached the bathroom at the second floor after fifteen agonizing minutes, because his brothers are not kidding when they asked him that question. It's so fucking exhausting climbing up, unlike when he was still not pregnant. Good thing his baby is still intact inside his womb.

Breathing heavily, he pads into the bathroom and opens the door, hearing the scrubbing sound of the brush against the tub accompanied by Chanyeol's voice humming a nursery rhyme.

Baekhyun suddenly wants to back out. Why did he even get here in the first place?

"Hmmm... Scrub-scrub... Hmmm... Scrub... Lalala... Scrub..."

Right. To talk to the father of his child.

Holding the wall carefully because the floor is slippery, he comes closer to the tub. He spots a shirtless Chanyeol who's bent over inside the tub, scrubbing its lowest part. He has his naked flawless back facing Baekhyun, the cute dimples on his spine peeking out from the waistband of his navy blue boxer shorts.

Shit.

Baekhyun tries to look away but fuck, he can't. He just can't, especially if it's only in front of him, and he doesn't even know why the hell he's blushing over this thing right now.

The time is running so he decides to speak up.

"Uh, Chanyeol?"

Chanyeol stops scrubbing.

"Can we talk for a while?"

He's still not facing Baekhyun.

"Right now?"

"Yeah. If that's okay with you..."

"Sure, uh. Let me just," Chanyeol looks around in search of his clothes but he can't find them. Shit. Where did he put those? He can't just, stand up with only his boxers on in front of a pregnant person? That would be totally disrespectful.

But how is he going to talk to Baekhyun if he's almost naked like this?

Baekhyun waits, and it takes him a matter of two seconds to realize that Chanyeol is kind of naked and he's awkwardly looking for his clothes which are folded on top of the cabinet, which is right beside him.

Great. Baekhyun hasn't feel so awkward ever than before until now.

"I'll-I'll just be outside."

He clears his throat and walks outside the bathroom before closing the door with a thud.

Minutes later, Chanyeol comes out all dressed. Baekhyun guesses the shirt he's wearing is Kai's old clothes, because it's too worn out and loose, making the black hexagonal tattoo on his collarbone reveal.

Baekhyun's heartbeat suddenly races.

"So," Chanyeol mutters, and he has a smirk on his lips like he's trying to be cool about it. "What do you wanna talk about?"

"It's about uh... The nursery for the baby. The brothers are asking if, you know, if you want it to be Pokemon-themed..."

Baekhyun isn't looking at Chanyeol as he talks. He doesn't want to see his reaction.

"Oh. Uh. Is my opinion that important?"

Baekhyun finally looks at him. Of course, your opinion is important because you're the father of my child, he wants to say, but he just keeps his thoughts to himself. Instead, he just opts for:

"They just wanted to know if you're in it or not."

Chanyeol laughs, but it sounds a little bit forced.

"Is that so? Well for me, anything's fine as long as our--" he coughs, "as long as the baby's comfortable, I'm good. It doesn't have to be cartooned-themed..."

Baekhyun is just looking at him.

"I mean, as much as I love Pokemon, I want the room to be just nice and simple for the baby... With a crib and a small bed, of course."

Why do they need to have similar opinions? Is this what they call, the parent instinct?

"Uh, I'm sorry Baekhyun. I'm not really good at this.."

Chanyeol is just smiling shyly at him, and Baekhyun wants to get out of here and maybe don't talk to him ever again because fuck. He's beaming at him like he's so glad. Don't fucking smile. Who allowed him to smile? Nothing's even funny nor nice in the situation.

"No, it's fine. It's a really nice idea," Baekhyun comments nonchalantly. "I think I should go and tell them."

"Wait," Chanyeol says, and he holds Baekhyun by the arm to stop him. The small-eyed male looks at his face, caught off guard.

"What is it?"

"Can you go down the stairs?"

Right. He almost forgot. The stairs seem like to stretch out so long and it would take him another forever to reach the living room. Baekhyun shakes his head as he holds the handrail.

"Honestly, I can't..."

"If that's the case," Chanyeol says as he walks in front of Baekhyun. He bends down a little and offers his opened arms. "Then I'll just carry you."

Baekhyun blinks at him. "W-what?"

"I'll carry you."

"No-- I mean. No, it's fine."

"Seriously, it's okay. I am stronger than what I actually look like," Chanyeol says in pure concern. "I can't just leave you here alone upstairs nor see you troubled walking down by yourself, can I?"

Chanyeol didn't just fucking say that. Since when did he become a gentleman? Baekhyun is not buying his shit. He's just faking concern to make up to him because he's guilty. Right.

"I just wanna help you, Baekhyun. Don't get me wrong..."

"Why?"

"Because I... I'm worried about you."

"And why are you even worried about me?"

"Because," Chanyeol bites his lower lip as he rubs his nape. "You-you already know why..."

"I don't know why."

"Because... I'm the father of your child," Chanyeol says before he looks down on the floor to hide his flushed face. "And I... I have feelings for you."

"A-are you fucking kidding me right now?" Baekhyun blurts out, trying to sound pissed and annoyed but he's doing a terrible job. He barely said those words without even stuttering.

Fuck. Why the hell is this awkwardness even existing!?

"I'm not even kidding. I'm serious."

Chanyeol raises his head again, and he has this pleading puppy look on his face that is clawing inside Baekhyun's fragile heart. No. Baekhyun won't fall for this. Never.

"Would you let me carry you now?"

He nods and tears his gaze away.

"Okay."

Damn, this is so fucking screwed up. Chanyeol is standing really close. Baekhyun isn't supposed to get flustered when the other male scoops him up, lifting him bridal style. He's not supposed to feel mushy inside like his crush just confessed to him when Chanyeol holds him tight and secure against his body. He's not supposed to feel warm when Chanyeol's breath ghosts against his cheek as they walk down the stairs.

What the hell is fucking happening to him?

"Are we there yet."

Chanyeol chuckles. "Not yet. You're... You're kind of heavy."

"See, I told you."

"I said, it's fine. Our child must be really healthy that's why you're heavy..."

Our child.

Baekhyun internally chokes on his saliva as he blushes.

"I-I mean! Our child, the frat's baby," Chanyeol reasons out lamely. He laughs dryly. "Yeah."

After a few seconds, they finally reached the ground. Chanyeol gently puts Baekhyun down the floor so the latter immediately separates away from him two feet far as he fixes his clothes which are not even crumpled.

"Uh. Thank you by the way," Baekhyun says. "For the ride."

Chanyeol nods. "Sure. Anytime."

He is about to take his leave to resume cleaning the bathroom when Baekhyun calls his name.

"Chanyeol."

"Yes?"

"Do you-- do you have some free time tomorrow?"

Chanyeol thinks for a while before nodding. "Yeah, I don't have any plans tomorrow."

Baekhyun takes a deep breath, and sighs. He's gonna tell him now, after long nights of mental debates in his brain. He'll take Chanyeol with him.

"I'm just wondering if you could....come with me to the OB tomorrow..."

Chanyeol's eyes brighten up. "T-to the OB?"

"Yeah," Baekhyun places his motherly hand on his belly to caress it as he smiles. "I'm getting an ultrasound and I want you to be there with me."

"Baekhyun, is it...is it really okay if I'll be the one to come--"

"Yeah. I just said I'm taking you, right? Let's find out the baby's gender together."

Baekhyun can see the overflowing joy reflected in Chanyeol's eyes when he said that, and he thinks if Chanyeol could only jump and shout in pure happiness, he might have done it right now already.

"S-sure!" Chanyeol exclaims as he tries to contains his feels. He is smiling so wide his face could crack into two. "I'd love to! I-I'll come with you!"

"Great," Baekhyun says, attempting not to look so happy as well. He just bites his lip as he stifles to break into a smile. "Nine AM is my appointment tomorrow. We shouldn't be late."

When Baekhyun drinks his water in the kitchen, he just chuckles to himself as he hears Chanyeol upstairs screaming on top of his lungs like a whale having its mind-blowing orgasm.

"WWWHOOOOO!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!"

"What the fuck is Chanyeol up to!?" Junmyeon says as he looks over at the living room. "Chanyeol! Will you fucking shut up!?"

*

"You look constipated."

"I'm fine..."

"Are you sure?"

Chanyeol shifts on his seat anxiously as he takes a deep breath. "Yeah. I'm just cold. The aircon here is too chilly."

"Don't be nervous," Baekhyun says, lying comfortably on the recliner. He's on a hospital gown which the doctor made him wear before the ultrasound. "Everything's gonna be okay."

"I'm not nervous, okay! No!"

"Don't fucking yell, we're in a clinic. For pete's sake."

"And don't curse. It's not good."

Chanyeol rolls his eyes at Baekhyun as he slumps himself on the couch beside the bed. Seconds later, the ob-gyn comes back with a friendly smile painted on her face. She looks down at her clipboard, before turning to Baekhyun to fix his bed.

"How are you, Baekhyun? Feeling good today?"

"Yes, doctor. I slept well last night and I'm completely ready for my ultrasound," Baekhyun answers, smiling brightly.

"Great! This would only take less than thirty minutes so if you and your husband need to go shopping, you could go after this," the doctor jokes, side-eyeing Chanyeol as she uncovers Baekhyun's belly.

"Right, Mister?"

Chanyeol suddenly chokes on his seat as the doctor kindly smiles at him. Baekhyun mentally face-palms, trying not to blush. If only she's not his doctor, he had already pulled her hair.

"H-he's not my husband, doctor," Baekhyun mumbles. The doctor busies herself applying gel on Baekhyun's belly.

"He's not?"

"Yeah, he's my... Uh, what do you call this..."

Chanyeol opens his mouth to speak. "We're technically brothers! Like, like in fraternity--"

The doctor suddenly pauses as she stares at the two in confusion. "What? You're in a fraternity?"

"Yes! / No!"

Fucking shit.

"We're brothers, but not-not like, biological--"

"Yes, we're uh, kind of something like living together--"

"I don't understand you both," the doctor says as she furrows his eyebrows. "I need to put it on the record..."

"Doctor, what Chanyeol meant was," Baekhyun butts in, and he covers his face with his hands in embarrassment, "we're boyfriends."

No way Baekhyun has said that in all honesty. No fucking way. He only said it for his OB to just shut her mouth up. Right. As if he wanted that to happen.

"Oh. Boyfriends! So when are you planning to get married then?"

"N-next year."

If Chanyeol could only throw up, he had already vomitted his eaten breakfast on the floor. Chanyeol sinks himself into the wall as he tries to be invisible.

"I'm sorry for digging in to your private life. I just thought you two look so cute," the OB chuckles. She adjusts the monitor as she rubs the transducer against Baekhyun's smooth stomach.

"Look at the screen, it's your baby. Your healthy and bouncing baby."

Baekhyun can see weird blue and white indistinct images on the screen, but nonetheless, his heart overflows with joy when the image moves together with the baby in his womb.

"D-doctor, my baby kicked!"

"Really? Your baby must be excited, too, just like the two Daddies."

Baekhyun glances at Chanyeol who is quietly smiling on his seat. He is staring fondly at the monitor with his eyes shining due to genuine happiness. It looks like he'll cry any minute from now, Baekhyun thinks. Their eyes meet for a few seconds, before Baekhyun tears his gaze away, the apples of his cheeks pinking.

Fuck. Baekhyun isn't supposed to blush. For how may times did he tell himself about this? Chanyeol is just being kind to him because he's the father of his baby. It doesn't mean something. Not because Chanyeol told him that he likes him, he should feel the same way. No. He can't like Chanyeol in that way. He shouldn't. It's too complicated. He has a baby to pay his attention to and that doesn't include Chanyeol.

They're frat brothers. And that's enough. It should be not more than that.

But maybe he could... Just maybe he could...

"Do you want to know if your baby is a girl or a boy?"

Baekhyun's heart speeds up. He clenches the sheets with his fist as he nods. "Yes, doctor."

"Okay! Let's see! Stay still, Baekhyun, I'm gonna move the transducer on this part..."

Baekhyun is waiting with his heart in his throat, and he can tell that Chanyeol is no different. What could he be thinking right now? Does he want a boy? Who could be as good-looking and tall as him? Or a girl? Who could have beautiful eyes and a funny attitude like him?

Baekhyun is more than glad with any gender, as long as his baby would take after Chanyeol's smile. His beautiful smile that is gradually making him break down his walls to maybe open up his heart, even just for a little while. But not that he's going to admit that.

Not that he's going to admit that he's slowly falling...

"It's a girl."

With a huge smile across his face, Chanyeol quickly stands up and jumps. It's a girl. The doctor said it was a girl.

"YES!!!"

Baekhyun wants to cry. Chanyeol is in pure joy right now.

"Thank you so much!" Chanyeol cries, bowing in front of the OB as Baekhyun wordlessly watches him on the bed. "Thank you so much for taking care of our Baekhyun."

"You're welcome. It's my job," the OB says, patting Chanyeol on the shoulder. "But It's not done yet! Baekhyun has to give birth first and it's expected in August, so congratulations to your baby girl in advance."

Baekhyun doesn't know how long he has been staring at Chanyeol's face. The delightful smile on his lips won't go away, though, as if it were permanently etched there. It's like, Baekhyun wants to see it forever.

Because he knows he's the reason for it. He and his baby. They're the reason for it.

"Careful," Chanyeol says as he securely holds Baekhyun's arm as they walk out of the building. When they reached his car, he runs fast to open the door for Baekhyun like a total gentleman.

"Thanks," Baekhyun mumbles. Chanyeol answers him with a soft you're welcome.

On their drive on the way home, Baekhyun has the sonogram clutched in his hands which the OB has given him. It's a 3D picture of their baby printed in a photo paper bigger than a polaroid. Unlike earlier, he can now make out her little head and body, causing his lips to curve up into a tiny smile.

"What are you looking at, Baekhyun?" Chanyeol asks as he drives. He's not taking his eyes off the road.

"It's our baby's picture. I'm sure the brothers are really excited to see her."

"Really? Can I see her?"

"Sure. Here, take a look."

They're stuck in a traffic and the cars are moving real slow, so Baekhyun has the chance to show Chanyeol the picture. He points at the little curve on the left part of it as he smiles.

"Here's her head..."

"This one?"

"Mm-hm, and these are her feet."

"Oh! I'm seeing it! This is her head and feet!"

Baekhyun heartily laughs.

"The brothers would definitely find her really cute."

"Yeah. Especially, hyungnim. He's actually more excited than me, though. It just doesn't show on his face."

Baekhyun chuckles, and then he's averting his eyes to look at the window.

"Chanyeol, thanks for coming with me today."

"Me? I barely did anything."

"But still, you came with me. And I'm sorry about what I said at the hospital..."

"What was it?"

"When I told the doctor we were dating. And we're getting married next year."

Chanyeol's cheeks flush in embarrassment.

"Oh, it's--it's fine! No need to apologize. I know you just did it for the sake of the situation..."

"Yeah. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable back then..."

"It's okay. It's not a big deal."

Baekhyun clears his throat.

"Oh, and one more thing... I'm also sorry for treating you like an asshole for the past few months. I mean, I shouldn't have done that to you. You never did something bad to me, to be honest. It was me who's unfair, for not giving you your right... Your right to be a father of this baby."

Chanyeol isn't saying anything, He's just silently driving, focused on the road as he listens.

"I didn't regret what happened to us that night, Chanyeol. So stop blaming yourself because it's not your fault."

Baekhyun sees Chanyeol taking a deep shaky breath, and he knows Chanyeol is just restraining himself to cry. He shouldn't cry. Not now, not in the car and not in front of Baekhyun.

"I-I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"For everything."

"Chanyeol, it's okay..."

"But it's not! If I didn't fuck you, you could've been still enjoying your life like our brothers. You're still going to school, partying, attending events with the other frats and such. You're too young to go through this..."

"I know. But if this didn't happen to me, I wouldn't know what you really are... That you're not this kind of person that I thought about you since we were seventeen... That you're actually like, like this kind of guy... Which amazes me for the most part."

Flabbergasted, Chanyeol has his eyes wide open as he slowly digests what he is hearing from Baekhyun right now. What is that supposed to mean?

"Does that mean you're not mad at me anymore?"

"No. Well, I've never been mad at you in the first place."

"But you were like, ignoring me. You're not talking to me. You're looking at me like you're gonna kill me. I thought you hate me."

"Well, that's just before," Baekhyun mutters. "I don't hate you now..."

"Really?"

Baekhyun nods. "Yeah."

"So does that mean you like me then?"

"A little. Just this," Baekhyun shows his index finger and thumb as he blushes, "little. Not very much, just this little."

"All right. I get it," Chanyeol replies, and he's smiling so bright. The brightest this day.

The car halts when the lights turn red. Chanyeol places his warm hand on top of Baekhyun's, squeezing it gently.

"Hey, can I ask for a favor?"

Baekhyun's eyes linger on Chanyeol's hand on top of his, before looking up to Chanyeol's face.

"Sure. What is it?"

"Can I name our baby?"

Baekhyun laughs as he rolls his eyes. Chanyeol looks like he's going to cry if Baekhyun won't let him do it. He has this pleading look again, screaming don't say no!

"Of course, you can name her any name you want. Just not after some pokemon or something because I'm gonna kill you."

Chanyeol punches the air. "Fuck, yes!"

When they got home, they immediately showed the brothers the picture of their baby girl. Sehun says it looks like a peanut while Kyungsoo says he didn't see any baby at all. He sees a puppy. Kai tells him he should wear glasses because it's not a puppy, it's a baby alien.

"Brothers, can I go to my room now? I'm kind of tired," Baekhyun says. They all nod in reply, and Kyungsoo pushes Chanyeol, telling him to go with Baekhyun.

"Do you want some water?"

"No, I'm good, thanks."

"Okay, just call me if you need something," Chanyeol says as he lifts Baekhyun's blanket on top of his chest. The small-eyed male is just staring at him like wants to say something.

"Chanyeol."

"What?"

"Come here."

"I'm already here."

"No, closer..."

Chanyeol leans in closer. "There, what is it?"

"Uh. Chanyeol."

"Yeah?"

Holding him by the nape, Baekhyun pulls Chanyeol down so that he can press his lips against Chanyeol's mouth for a kiss.

Chanyeol's eyes widen in surprise.

"Baekh--"

"Shh."

Okay, so maybe Baekhyun isn't supposed to do this. He shouldn't kiss Chanyeol like this, soft and gentle, like he's a really special person for him, like he truly cares and he wants him to stay by his side until he gives birth.

And maybe, maybe Chanyeol isn't supposed to kiss him back too, like he really wanted this to happen for a long time. He shouldn't cup his face like this, like Baekhyun is so fragile and he doesn't want him to break as he kisses his lips so sweet and deep.

But maybe, just maybe, Baekhyun could put his arms around Chanyeol's neck as he opens his mouth for their tongues to meet in fervor.

Chanyeol pauses, before leaning in again to lay Baekhyun down the mattress as they continue kissing. He puts his left knee on the bed so it dips with his weight as he deepens their kiss. This time it's slower, unlike that night that they were drunk. This time it's more passionate, that he can feel his body burn together with his fast raging heart inside his chest.

Baekhyun pushes Chanyeol away, laughing, when he runs out of breath. He tries to pinch his nipple underneath his shirt, making Chanyeol stop.

"Chanyeol, enough..."

"Oh, fuck. I'm sorry."

"I'm like, pregnant here, in case you missed it."

"S-sorry! I didn't mean to go second base! I swear!"

Baekhyun chuckles, looking at a flustered Chanyeol. It's kind of cute.

"You kissed me."

"Yes."

"And that means...?"

"You already know what it is."

"I don't---Oh."

Chanyeol smiles as he realizes what Baekhyun said. He nods, looking down at the floor with his cheeks burning hot.

"Baekhyun, I promise to take care of you. I won't let anyone hurt you and our baby. I'll protect you with all my life in the name of Epsilonchiomicron."

"Good, I'll hold on to that," Baekhyun says, and he's smiling back at him as he squeezes Chanyeol's hand gently. Chanyeol beams at him happily.

"I love you."

"Shut up."

*

Four months has quickly passed and Baekhyun's due date comes. He finally gave birth to a bouncing baby girl at exactly August 5, 2015, 12:01 AM

Epsilonchiomicron members are inside Baekhyun's hospital room, surrounding the small-eyed male whose still weak and sleepy after his cesarean section. He has a dextrose injected on his wrist as he lies defenseless on the hospital bed.

"Where... Where's my baby..."

"She's with the nurse," Kai whispers against Baekhyun's ear. "Oh my god, she's really cute, Baekhyun!"

Baekhyun weakly smiles. "Really?"

"Yes! Oh, here she comes."

A nurse comes in safely holding a sleeping baby in her arms wrapped in a white cloth. All males, sans Chanyeol, have their eyes wide open in excitement, when the nurse passes by in front of them. She gently transfers the little angel into her daddy's arms.

Baekhyun takes his daughter, staring down at her as he lovingly relishes the first sight of his child. The baby has small pinkish cheeks, a cute button nose and a soft pair of plump lips. She's really pretty and she really looks so much like, none other than his father.

"My baby," he mutters. He touches the baby's small clenched fist with his fingertips. "You're so beautiful..."

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Sehun says as she clutches Minseok's shirt. "I wanna touch her! Can I touch her!?"

"No," the older says. "The father hasn't seen her yet. Be patient."

"Where's Chanyeol anyway?" Jongdae says as he looks at his watch. The other boys are softly cooing at their niece as he looks at the window. "Did he forget it's Baekhyun's delivery today?"

Meanwhile.

"FUUCCCKKKK! GET OUT OF THE WAAAY!!!!" Chanyeol yells as he pedals the bicycle he has stolen from the chubby kid he found in the streets. The pedestrians are in chaos as they try to avoid a rushing Chanyeol who looks like he's going to kill whoever might get in his way.

"I'M IN A RUUUUSSSHHH!!!! GET OUT OF THE WAAAYYY!!!!!"

He was stuck in a heavy traffic this morning because he didn't wake up early today. He stayed up last night studying for his goddamned Calculus exam later. Now, he really hates himself for not fucking setting his alarm last night, but what he hates the most are his brothers who didn't even bother to wake him up early in the very day of Baekhyun's delivery. Life really sucks, but he's otherwise thankful for it because today will be marked in history.

Because today, he's going to be a father. He is now a father.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm here," Chanyeol says to himself as he arrives in front of the hospital fifteen agonizing minutes later. He kicks off his bike as he dashes straight through the hallways in haste, not bothering to fix his disheveled hair nor straighten his crumpled white shirt.

"Fuck, where's room 124..."

Because all that matters to him now is to see Baekhyun, and of course, to see his daughter. He wants to hold her already, feel her small warmth against his arms.

Baekhyun has an amused smile on his lips as he watches a stiff Sehun carrying his princess with Kyungsoo and Kai taking pictures of them. The youngest is barely breathing as he sways his body, trying his best not to wake the baby up from her peaceful slumber.

"Awww~ Look at her, she's yawning," Jongdae coos softly as he caresses the little sunshine's soft forehead. "Babe, let's make a baby like this one."

"I'm not bottoming, just make by your own," Minseok says back as he playfully sticks his tongue out.

"Brothers... Have you told Chanyeol which hospital we are in right now," Baekhyun asks as he glances at the window longingly. "Why isn't he... coming yet..."

The door immediately slams open.

"I'M HERE!!!! WHERE'S THE BABY!!!!!" Chanyeol shouts, he has his hands perched on his knees, panting heavily.

The guys turn to look at him with combined facial expressions on their faces. Baekhyun is the only one who welcomes him with a smile.

"Chanyeol, you came."

"Yeah. I'm sorry if I'm late. I was stuck in a traffic and I had to ride a bicycle just to get here," Chanyeol says as he walks over the bed to where Baekhyun is lying. He kisses him fast on the cheek before grinning widely.

"So, how do you feel? Was the operation painful?"

Baekhyun shakes his head weakly as he searches for Chanyeol's hand which is already on top of his.

"No. I didn't feel anything, though. I'm just sleepy..."

"Are you hungry? Have you eaten something yet?"

"Just water..."

"Do you wanna eat ice cream right now?"

"But I'm not allowed to eat that yet..."

"Uhm, okay. So, where's our baby? Can I see her?"

Baekhyun opens his mouth to speak but Kai beats him to it.

"Chanyeol," Kai is the first to say, and he has this sullen look on his face as he shakes his head disappointedly. "We're very sorry..."

Chanyeol's heart just stops beating.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Hyungnim, she's too young!" Sehun fake-cries against the taller's shoulder. "Why did she need to leave so early!?"

"Sehun? Wha-what are you talking about!?" Chanyeol asks as he feels his eyes suddenly sting. His tears are already verging in his eyes. "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DAUGHTER!?"

"She's gone," Kyungsoo mutters, and he's covering his mouth for him not to laugh. "We lost her."

"WHAT!!!!? NNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

Baekhyun face palms.

"Just kidding. She's on the bed beside Baekhyun."

Chanyeol finally breathes in relief as he glares at his brothers, and the frat altogether laughs teasingly at him.

"Hahaha! You should've seen the look on your face!" Jongdae bickers as he points at Chanyeol.

"Fuck you, brothers. It isn't funny at all!" Chanyeol cries. "I almost got a heart attack. Fuck you all!"

"Chanyeol... Stop yelling... The baby's sleeping..." Baekhyun says as he tugs Chanyeol's shirt with his fist. "You wanna see her?"

"Yes."

Baekhyun carries the feather-light baby cocooned inside the white cloth as Chanyeol waits with anticipating hands. He holds his breath inside his lungs as he sees his princess presented right in front of his very eyes.

"It's your baby. You can hold her now..."

Chanyeol takes the sleeping bundle of joy from his lover's hands nervously. He carries her adoringly as he studies every inch of his baby's angelic face. He trails his eyes on her small eyelids, on her little nose, on her tiny mouth, as well as on her cute mole on the corner of her lips. She is the most perfect and the most precious gift that he will treasure a lot forever.

"S-she... She really looks like..."

"You," Baekhyun finishes. "Our daughter took after you the most, Chanyeol."

"Yeah, but she's so pretty. Are you sure she's mine?"

Baekhyun jabs him on the shoulder wryly. "She's 100% yours. I'm not a slut, okay. I only had you."

"Wow," Chanyeol mutters as he beams at Baekhyun. "I only had you, too."

"Seriously, you two are getting more and more sappier every minute. You better get married soon," Yixing says. Junmyeon chuckles beside him.

Chanyeol laughs, but he has tears streaming down his face. He is crying at the same time, smiling. "Oh my god, I can't believe that I am now a father."

"Congratulations Chanyeol," Junmyeon says as he pats Chanyeol's hair. He leans his cheek against the younger male's head as he hugs him sideways. "I am so proud of you. We, your brothers, are very happy for you."

"H-hyungnim," Chanyeol says as he sniffs like a child. He is crying like a kid with a baby in his arms. "I'm-- thank you very much. I don't know what to say, I'm so happy right now..."

Baekhyun is just keeping his tears at bay as he looks at his daughter embraced in Chanyeol's arms. A warm hand settles on top of his, squeezing it lightly.

"What will we call her, Baekhyun-hyung?" Sehun asks curiously. "She doesn't have a name yet.."

"She already has a name," Baekhyun says with a smile. "Chanyeol named her..."

Chanyeol leans down, pressing his lips against his daughter's forehead to kiss her that has the baby opening her eyes. She's looking at her father as her small lips break into an innocent smile.

"Aeri," Chanyeol says as he scrunches his nose cutely at the baby in his arms, cooing at her softly.

"Her name is Aeri... Our beautiful Aeri..."

*

END

(Author's Notes:

Here are some definitions in case you didn't know.

Frat/Fraternity - A group of male student organization (mostly in college) formed for social purposes having secret rites and a name consisting of Greek letters. Sorority is for female.

Epsilonchiomicron - Greek letters for EXO which are E (Epsilon), X (Chi) and O (Omicron).

August 5, 2015 - EXO-L's 1st Anniversary. The 1st year when our fandom name "EXO-L" was announced.

Aeri - The nickname Baekhyun gave to us EXO-L's on Instagram. Short term for (EKSEO-AEL = AEL = AER = AERI ) He calls his fans his beloved Aeris, and he calls himself our Daddy. On our first anniversary, he posted a picture of a pair of baby shoes as his 1st birthday gift to us fans. ㅠㅠ There are many more posts in his Instagram regarding us fans as his daughter Aeris, just check them out in his account. (What are you doing? I love you, Aeri, Appa misses you, etc...)

Thanks for reading! :) See you next week!)