"See, you didn't need the extra points after all." Baekhyun walks out of the gym with Chanyeol beside him.

Chanyeol only smiles and pecks the brunet on the cheek. There's the sound of a shutter and Baekhyun looks up. "Huh?"

"I'm posting this. It's too cute." Chanyeol happily fiddles with his phone, uploading the photo with the caption 'We won the game. Baekhyun was keeping score.' He tags all of the members of the basketball team and his boyfriend.

"Yah! Chanyeol!" Baekhyun clings onto the giant, watching his screen.

Chanyeol laughs and messes up the brunet's hair. "It's a good photo."

"Fine." Baekhyun pulls out his own phone, likes the post, and comments:

'It was fun, you dumb elf! <3'

"Dumb elf. Really?"

"Yes."

"Am I really dumb?"

"No. The name just kind of stuck." Baekhyun stares at his phone, the corner of his lips curving up. "Oh look, some of them want me to paint the photo."

"Will you?"

"Of course!" He narrows his eyes. "Just don't mess with my paints anymore."

Chanyeol bites his lip, guilt flooding him, like it did every time Baekhyun brought up the paint issue. "..."

"I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I promise that I was never really mad."

Chanyeol's face remains static. "If you say so."

During the trip home, Chanyeol seems distant. He doesn't notice the silent tear that rolls down his cheek, but Baekhyun does.

"Chanyeol..."

"What?"

"You're crying."

"I know." But the giant makes no attempt to remove the moisture. "Come on, we're here." Chanyeol opens the car door and steps out, not even sparing a glance at the brunet.

Baekhyun presses his lips together and follows, grabbing Chanyeol's bag, which he forgot to take.

Baekhyun follows the giant up the stairs and into his bedroom, struggling a little due to the two heavy bags that he towed on his back. "Chanyeol... what's wrong?" he tries again. The brunet lets the two bags fall from his shoulders and onto the floor.

The giant lays on the bed. "You have no idea how guilty I feel. I'd take back what I did, if I could."

"And you think I don't? I just made you cry." Baekhyun leans over and wipes the lone tear away.

"I'm sorry Baek."

"You've told me that a million times. I forgave you the first time." Baekhyun presses firm kisses to Chanyeol's face, his lips slightly parted. "No more apologizing."

"Okay." Chanyeol wraps his arms around Baekhyun and kisses him back whole heartedly, his lips finding their way to the brunet's neck and chin. The giant can feel Baekhyun dig his nails in slightly into his back. The brunet tilts his head back, loving the feeling of Chanyeol's lips on his skin.

"What's on our list to do today?" Chanyeol pulls away and looks at Baekhyun.

"Nothing that I have the energy to do right now," the brunet jokes, "Let's just live-stream and have the viewers give suggestions. At least that way, I can be lazy."

"Okay." Chanyeol pulls out his phone, taking a picture of him and his boyfriend, them posting it with the caption:

'Come join us for streaming! At 6PM EST!'

He tags the brunet as well.

Meanwhile, Baekhyun had gotten off the bed and was fiddling with the recording equipment, a stand for Chanyeol's iPhone. "What time did you say?"

"Six."

"That gives us a good thirty minutes." Baekhyun goes back to adjusting to camera stand. "Where do you want to film?"

"How about on the ottoman? There's enough room for the both of us."

"Sure, why not?" The brunet locks the stand in place. "I'll finish up here. You go get some food for us, I'll be down in a second." Baekhyun turns around just as Chanyeol goes to kiss his cheek, and the giant's lips land on the brunet's instead. "Alright Mister Clingy, get a move on." Baekhyun pushes his boyfriend in the direction of the door. "Shoo."

The giant exits the room with a laugh, and Baekhyun can hear his feet clomp down the stairs a few seconds later.

Baekhyun smiles to himself as he sets the lights up, then sets a timer on his phone so he doesn't forget to actually be there by six. Baekhyun runs down the stairs, excited.

"Yeollie!" He calls out upon entering the kitchen. There's no one in the room. "Yeol?"

His vision goes dark, and Baekhyun smiles. "Hey." He can feel the palm of his boyfriend's hands on his forehead. "Why aren't you using your fingers?"

"They're a bit messy from handling food." The giant chuckles. "How did you know it was me?"

"Who else would it be?"

"Fair enough."

Baekhyun shakes his head, throwing the giant off, and heads for the kitchen. "I want food."

"What! I don't get a kiss or anything?" Chanyeol runs after his boyfriend.

"Oh, right." Baekhyun pivots on his heel and crashes right into the giant's chest. "Oops." The brunet grabs Chanyeol collar and pulls him close for a sweet kiss. "Your lips taste like strawberries," the older comments.

"Ha, I was making strawberry smoothies. I may have ate a few." The giant holds up his red stained fingers as evidence.

"You sure you didn't murder someone in the process? Your fingers are bright red."

Chanyeol kicks the brunet's foot gently. "I'm sure."

After the two of them down Chanyeol's creation—which Baekhyun found amazing—they run back upstairs. "Ten minutes, Yeol."

"Mm-hmm." Chanyeol moves his fingers rapidly over his iPhone keyboard.

"What are you doing? I already set everything up." Baekhyun leans over the chair and kisses his boyfriend's cheek.

"I know, I was just double checking." Chanyeol spins his chair around and pulls the brunet into his lap. "Why are you so-" He's cut off as Baekhyun kisses him, his lips so soft and inviting.

"Amazing? Handsome? Irresistible?" The brunet compliments himself cheekily.

"All of the above." Chanyeol grins, his heart swelling with love for the sweet brunet sitting in his lap. "I love you so much." He enunciates every word clearly, no regrets in his tone.

"I love you too." Baekhyun leans his head in the crook of Chanyeol's neck and inhales deeply. "So so much."

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What a way to end, right? :D

There will be an epilogue! (And a whole bunch of drabbles.)

Honestly, it feels surreal to tell myself that I'm about to wrap up my third book. Wow, and what a journey it's been...

I love you all so so so much! Thank you to the people that knew me and supported this book from the beginning, and thank you also to those that joined us along the way.

Sappy stuff aside, I need your opinions on something.

I'm going to be rewriting Unable.

The original version will not be deleted. Will not. So you can still enjoy the cringe that is my poor writing.

But idk if I should make the rewritten version it's own book or not.

Have a great rest of your day!

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