HEALING BY LOVE
[Mature]

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

Baekhyun couldn't tear his eyes away from Yixing's body, even when he saw the swarm of police officers dressed in protective gear approaching him and cutting the twist ties from his wrists. He didn't hear them when one of them knelt down in front of him and started to ask questions that vaguely sounded like, "Are you Byun Baekhyun?" and "Are you okay?" as well as "Can you hear me?"

Baekhyun just couldn't focus for his eyes and mind were only watching one thing. Yixing . . . and Death.

The room was instantly coated in a layer of ice and frost as Death slowly approached the body and swept a cloaked arm over the top of him. Baekhyun watched in utter fascination, utter horror, as Death pressed a skeletal hand against Yixing's body, stilling his after death movements. Then trailing his fingers along Yixing's stomach up to his throat and to his mouth, where Baekhyun saw a pulsing light slip out through Yixing's lips and into Death's eager palm.
   
As Death placed the ball of light into his cloak, Baekhyun suddenly realized what it was — Yixing's soul. Death turned to Baekhyun then, his eyes black orbs of nothing and his teeth nothing but dull points, and then as Death turned to leave, Baekhyun suddenly realized that he was free. He wouldn't be taunted or tricked by Death's games anymore because he had finally gotten what he wanted — a soul.

Then Baekhyun was snapping back to the present when he heard that beautifully deep familiar voice that filled him with an intense desire to ran to him. But Baekhyun couldn't move because the damage Yixing had done to his leg, so Baekhyun had to settle for waiting for him to reach him first before Baekhyun could throw his arms around him and bury his face in his neck as he sobbed and repeatedly apologized.

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

Chanyeol held Baekhyun tightly to his chest without hurting him as he murmured, "Oh my God, Baekhyun, you're safe! He didn't kill you...."

Baekhyun buried his face in Chanyeol's neck and held onto Chanyeol just as tightly as he whispered, "How did you find me?"

"I didn't. Yixing broke into my house and shot me with a tranquilizer before bringing me here."

"Yixing kidnapped you too?" Baekhyun whispered with tears in his eyes. "Oh Chanyeol, I'm so sorry about everything that's happened to you. If you'd never of met me—"

Chanyeol cut Baekhyun off with a kiss as he murmured, "If we'd never of met, I never would have been given the chance to love you. No matter what, I'll never regret meeting you, Byun Baekhyun, and I'll love you forever."

"Chan—" Baekhyun started to say, but then was stopped by a violent cough that had him gasping and sputtering up blood. It dripped from Baekhyun's chin as he weakly gasped, "C-Chanyeol, it—it hurts." Then Baekhyun collapsed into Chanyeol's arms, his head lolling back on his neck as his eyes fluttered shut.

"Baekhyun!" Chanyeol yelled as an EMT took Baekhyun from Chanyeol's arms and placed him on a gurney. Chanyeol watched numbly as he was pushed from the building, then coming back to his senses, Chanyeol quickly ran after them.

. . . .

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

Chanyeol hated the hospital, and would be content if he never had to go back for the rest of his life. He was lying in Baekhyun's hospital bed with him as Chanyeol's parents and sister sat silently in chairs around the room. Baekhyun was still unconscious from his surgery; it turned out he had a broken leg, and three fractured and bruised ribs, one of which had punctured Baekhyun's right lung resulting in the horrifying scene before in the basement.

Chanyeol had an arm light draped over Baekhyun's waist and his cheek was pressed to Baekhyun's side as he held his eyes closed, waiting for the anesthesia to wear off.

3rd p.o.v.

When Baekhyun finally woke up, he did so with a moan of pain as he sucked in a breath and winced from that too. Then Baekhyun noticed Chanyeol, who was lying beside him with an arm around his waist and his cheek pressed to his side. The pain slowly subsided as he gazed lovingly at Chanyeol, and Baekhyun was content just to stare at him when a sudden voice said, "Baekhyun, you're awake!" the sound dragging Chanyeol from his sleep as he beadily blinked his eyes open then gasped when he saw Baekhyun's opened eyes.

Chanyeol quickly sat up, careful not to move or shake the bed as he gently cupped Baekhyun's cheeks and delicately kissed his lips. The hand not hooked up to an IV wrapped around Chanyeol's neck and slide up into his curls as Baekhyun kissed him back. When they parted, Baekhyun whispered for only their ears, "Chanyeol, I'm so sorry. I—" Chanyeol lightly pressed a finger to Baekhyun's lips and murmured, "Please, don't apologize Baekhyun, it wasn't your fault."

"But I brought it into your life," Baekhyun whispered.

"Yes you did, you brought yourself into my life," Chanyeol whispered back.

"Chanyeol, please, aren't you mad at me, don't you want to yell at me?"

Chanyeol shook his head. "Never, Baekhyun, I love you, and I could never possibly ever be mad at you." A tear fell from Baekhyun's cheek and he kissed Chanyeol softly then whispered, "Thank you, and I love you so much."

Chanyeol hugged Baekhyun closely, and once they had pulled apart, Chanyeol's parents and sister slowly approached the bed. Yoora grabbed Baekhyun's hand and gently held it between hers as she murmured, "Are you feeling any better, Baekhyun?" Smiling, Baekhyun nodded his head and said, "Yeah, I just have to be careful not to make any sudden movements." Yoora nodded. "Okay, be careful," she said, both her voice and face full of concern. Baekhyun smiled and nodded. "I will," he murmured. Yoora smiled and Mrs. Park brushed a hand across Baekhyun's forehead, being careful not to touch the bandage that covered a cut, as she asked, "Do you need anything, sweetheart? Something to eat, clothes, maybe something to read?"

"Thank you, Mrs. Park, but I'm okay," Baekhyun smiled. Mrs. Park smiled and kissed Baekhyun's forehead. "The doctor said you have to stay here for two weeks at the most," Mr. Park said. Baekhyun nodded, "Alright."

"Chanyeol, honey, are you going to be staying with Baekhyun?" Mrs. Park asked. Chanyeol nodded, barely taking his eyes off Baekhyun as he replied, "Yeah, I'm going to stay for as long as I can. Until someone kicks me out." Mrs. Park nodded. "Alright honey, and Baekhyun, we'll be back to visit you tomorrow," she said. "Okay, and thank you for being here," Baekhyun said. "Baekhyun, you're family, of course we would be here," Mrs. Park said. Baekhyun just smiled, he didn't trust himself to speak. "Okay, see you tomorrow!" and "Bye!" they said, and waved before they left the room, leaving Baekhyun and Chanyeol to each other.

"How did the police know where to find us?" Baekhyun asked after a moment of silence.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot!" Chanyeol said as he reached into his front pocket and pulled out a little square like chip. "I pulled the tracking device from my phone before Yixing got to me. That's how the police knew how to find us," Chanyeol murmured. Baekhyun glanced up at Chanyeol in awe as he said, "That's the smartest thing ever, Chanyeol!" Chanyeol smiled sheepishly and mumbled, "Thanks, Baek." Baekhyun smiled and kissed Chanyeol's cheek. "My brilliant giant," Baekhyun whispered. Chanyeol smiled and wrapped an arm around Baekhyun's neck and pulled him closer to kiss his forehead as he murmured, "Do you want your ring back now, Baek?" Baekhyun bit his lip and tears filled his eyes again as he whispered, "Of course, I do." Chanyeol smiled sadly as he pulled it from his pocket and slide it on Baekhyun's finger. Baekhyun twirled the ring around until the engraved "C" was facing him and he smiled a tiny smile. "Chanyeol, I'm sorry for everything and for especially giving back the ring. I don't think there's ever been anything I've regretted more," Baekhyun whispered. Baekhyun glanced up at Chanyeol as he finished saying, "So, can you forgive me for giving it back in the first place?"

"Of course, I can," Chanyeol whispered and kissed Baekhyun's forehead. Chanyeol lingered there for a moment before continuing by saying, "I forgive you, Baekhyun, and please, just don't ever leave me, again." Baekhyun felt instant guilt as he murmured, "I won't, I promise, Chanyeol. I'll never leave you again."

"I love you, Baekhyun."

"I love you too, Chanyeol."

. . . .

Baekhyun's two weeks at the hospital pasted at a crawling pace, but by the third week, a Saturday, Baekhyun was safely tucked away at home laying in Chanyeol's arms. After the break-in, although they knew it wouldn't happen ever again now that Yixing was dead, Chanyeol's parents still felt safer buying a security system if it meant they could protect their son and his fiancé from ever experiencing something so horrific ever again.

Baekhyun was laying with his head on Chanyeol's stomach with a book in front of his face as he desperately tried to catch up in english class, and Chanyeol was threading his fingers through Baekhyun's messy honey-blonde hair. Baekhyun sighed heavily in frustration as he had just reread the same sentence four times now. Setting the book down on his stomach, Baekhyun glanced up at Chanyeol, angling his head back a little to see him better. Baekhyun just stared at Chanyeol with a slight frown until Chanyeol finally met his eyes, then Baekhyun murmured, "You know, I'll be lucky if I graduate high school at the rate I'm going, and with you running your fingers through my hair makes it very hard to focus."

Chanyeol just grinned as he continued to run his fingers through Baekhyun's hair and murmured, "You'll graduate, Baek."

Baekhyun narrowed his eyes. "How can you be so sure?" he muttered.

"Because they have to pass you, and your absences were all medical, so its not like you ditched . . . every time," Chanyeol muttered that last part. Baekhyun rolled his eyes, "Yeah, like that helps my case, Chan." Chanyeol grinned and sat up; Baekhyun moved with him. Chanyeol lightly touched both of Baekhyun's shoulders before saying, "You'll be fine, Baekhyun, trust me." Baekhyun pursed his lips skeptically before muttering, "Okay, fine." Chanyeol laughed and said, "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Baek."

"You're welcome!" Baekhyun said with a big smile.

"Yah, you jerk!" Chanyeol cried as he grasped Baekhyun's waist and poked him in his side. Baekhyun shrieked and giggled, and as they messed around, poking and pinching each other, Chanyeol was sure to be careful of Baekhyun's ribs and leg, that was now in a knee brace. Chanyeol didn't want to accidentally hurt Baekhyun by over doing anything because his healing ribs were still sensitive and hurt if Baekhyun moved the wrong way or got too excited or laughed too much.

After awhile Baekhyun was laying on his back, gasping and admitting to defeat. Chanyeol was laying on his side with one arm supporting his head as his other trailed across Baekhyun's cheek and teasingly he said, "Giving up so easily, are you?" Baekhyun huffed and rolled his eyes as he muttered, "Freaking giant, shut up!" Chanyeol laughed and kissed Baekhyun's cheek, "Aw, don't be mad my little Baek." Baekhyun crossed his arms and rolled onto his side, pouting, but then he mumbled, "Ow, never mind, that hurts," before rolling back over onto his back.

Chanyeol gazed at Baekhyun in concern and murmured, "You okay?" Baekhyun nodded and muttered, "Yeah, I just have to remember not to lay on my side." Chanyeol's brow pinched and he kissed Baekhyun's forehead. "Can I get you anything?" Chanyeol muttered. Baekhyun shook his head and mumbled, "No, I just wish I could kiss you without having to worry about my breathing." Baekhyun's words made Chanyeol blush, and Baekhyun glanced up at him with a knowing grin. "Why do you have to say things like that?" Chanyeol mumbled embarrassedly. Baekhyun repositioned until he was on his knees and sat back on his heels. He glanced up at Chanyeol sultrily as he mumbled, "What? I could have said something else, like too bad we can't have se—" Chanyeol slapped a hand over Baekhyun's mouth and Baekhyun grinned beneath Chanyeol's hand, then he licked Chanyeol's palm, knowing that would get him. It did, and he pulled his hand away as he cried in exasperation, "Ew, Baek, why do you have to do that every time!?" Baekhyun just grinned even wider and threw his arms around Chanyeol's neck, knocking him backwards onto the bed. Chanyeol gasped in surprise as Baekhyun kissed him and mumbled, "Um, I really wish my ribs were healed." Chanyeol pulled back with a groan as he said, "God Baek, why are you so horny all of a sudden?"

"Because we haven't had sex in forever!" Baekhyun whined. Chanyeol chuckled and said, "Baek, it's only been . . . What, going on three and half weeks now?" Baekhyun groaned and said, "Exactly! Too long." Chanyeol laughed and mumbled, "God, we need to find you a hobby." Baekhyun smirked and started to say, "I know just—" then Chanyeol slapped a hand over his mouth again and pulled back before Baekhyun could lick his palm again. Baekhyun just laughed before laying back down again and resuming his reading; Chanyeol sighed in relief.

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

Thank God for Chanyeol, Sunday pasted quickly and Monday dawned brightly. Baekhyun had been a pest the whole day yesterday, and Chanyeol was hoping today would be better. But the moment Chanyeol woke up, he knew he was wrong. Baekhyun had just walked out of the bathroom with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist, and he dug through his dresser drawer until he found what he was looking for, and not caring Chanyeol was in the room and could obviously see him, Baekhyun let his towel drop to the floor.

Groaning in exasperation, Chanyeol rolled over onto his stomach and buried his head in a pillow before saying in a muffled voice, "Why do you have to be such a pain!?"

"How am I being a pain?" Baekhyun asked innocently. "I'm just getting dressed, Chanyeol."

"Yeah, by using seduction," Chanyeol mumbled, then a moment later something hit him in the head. "What did you just throw at me?" Chanyeol turned his head in Baekhyun's direction and glared at him. Baekhyun just crossed his arms defiantly and said, "Apologize, Chanyeol." Chanyeol rolled his eyes and muttered, "You're still naked, Baekhyun." Baekhyun shrugged and said, "So what, you've seen everything before." Chanyeol groaned again. "Yeah, but that's not the point," he mumbled before dropping his face back onto the pillow. "Then what is the point?" Baekhyun mumbled. "The point is, you're still healing," Chanyeol replied. Baekhyun scoffed. "I'm fine, Chanyeol," he said. "Still, Baek, not happening." Chanyeol didn't know Baekhyun was so close until he ran his fingers along Chanyeol's spine, causing Chanyeol to involuntarily shiver in pleasure as Baekhyun whispered near Chanyeol's ear, "We'll see."

. . . .

3rd p.o.v.

Later that day, Baekhyun and Chanyeol were outside for gym class and they were just lounging in the grass as Coach Kim explained the days event. Baekhyun was laying on his back, his eyes closed and his arms folded behind his head. Chanyeol was sitting cross-legged beside him picking and pulling at the grass as Minseok, who had been transferred to their gym class along with Jongdae and Junmyeon, was explaining a story that had happened over the weekend.

"So, yeah, it was basically all Jongdae's fault," Minseok pouted and crossed his arms as he shot a glare Jongdae's way, who was also laying on his back on his phone taking selfies. Minseok smacked his leg. "Yah! Did you hear anything I just said!?"

Jongdae glanced up at him lazily and mumbled, "Huh? Sorry, I was playing with my Snapchat filters." Then Jongdae held up his phone to show Minseok, who just glared at him even harder. "You're so annoying!" Minseok cried in irritation, but there was a faint smile on his face when he said it. Jongdae pouted and set down his phone as he said, "Okay, you have my full attention." Minseok rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Too late."

"No, Seok, come on!" Jongdae whined. Minseok shook his head, "Nope." As those two engaged in their lover's quarrel, Luhan said, "I'm not surprised that happened. Jongdae is really loud," and as Luhan said that, Jongdae suddenly screamed. Everyone jumped and looked at him, along with the rest of the class, to see it was only because Minseok had jabbed him in the side with his finger. Their friends sighed in exasperation.

Then suddenly Baekhyun sat up really fast, saying, "Yah! Speaking of getting kicked out of places, why don't we all do something this weekend as a group?"

"How is hanging out as a group related to getting kicked out of a mall?" Chanyeol asked. "Oh, it's related," Baekhyun mumbled before continuing to say, "So, would anyone be against going to a theme park?" Chanyeol gasped and their friends replied with excited gasps and shouts of "Hell, yes!" — even Jongdae and Minseok had stopped their war to reply — before Chanyeol mentally shook himself and said, "Baekhyun, I don't think that's a good idea . . ."

"And why is that?" Baekhyun challenged. "Because you're still healing!" Chanyeol said in exasperation. Baekhyun crossed his arms defiantly and said, "I'll be fine." Chanyeol groaned in annoyance and said, "Why do you insist on being so difficult?"

"Why do you insist on us not having sex!?" Baekhyun fired back, causing their friends eyes to widen. Thankfully, no one else heard Baekhyun except for them.

"Why are you so adamant about that!?" Chanyeol asked in exasperation. Baekhyun just huffed and mumbled, "You know, it'd be a lot safer."

"Yeah," Luhan mumbled, "sex isn't a roller coaster."

"But you bang around like one," Kyungsoo added in a low voice.

"Would you two shut up! You are not help!" Chanyeol yelled. Luhan and Kyungsoo pursed them lips and Chanyeol heard Kyungsoo mutter, "Excuse me, princess." Chanyeol groaned in annoyance and threw up his hands in frustration and mild anger, "Seriously, Kyungsoo!?" Kyungsoo bit his lip and mumbled, "Sorry, but you brought it on yourself." Chanyeol groaned again and shoved him, and he fall over against Jongin and accidentally touched him. "Ah, Kyungsoo!" Jongin whined. Kyungsoo blushed and mumbled, "Sorry," before kissing his cheek and scooting away. Jongin just rolled his eyes.

"So, what will it be?" Baekhyun asked, drawing Chanyeol's attention again.

"Well, I think your bullshitting. So I'm going to take you up on your offer," Chanyeol said and Baekhyun grinned triumphantly. Then Chanyeol continued by saying, "To go to a theme park, that is." Baekhyun blanched and Chanyeol grinned as he muttered, "What? Are you suddenly having second thoughts? I mean, we don't have to go if you don't want to." Baekhyun just glared at Chanyeol, then leaned forward and flicked his forehead. Chanyeol glared at him and rubbed his forehead as Baekhyun said, "Okay, we're on, Park. And if I win, I get what I want. And if you win, we'll continue your stupid abstinence." Chanyeol laughed then smiled as he said, "Okay, Byun, we're on."

"Just out of curiosity, is this how you guys spend all your free time?" Minseok muttered.

"Yes. No," Baekhyun and Chanyeol said together, then they glanced at the latter and simultaneously rolled their rolls. Their friends bit the inside of their cheeks to hold back there laughter as Sehun asked, "And to what were you both referring too?" Sehun grinned as Chanyeol rolled his eyes again and Baekhyun crossed his arms with an annoyed huff.

After that, they all engaged in a few of the activities named off by the Coach. Baekhyun got a free pass though, and just continued to lie in the grass as his friends ran around playing the games they choose as Baekhyun tossed around a ball, throwing it up in the air then catching it. Sometime he would even throw it at one of his friends, but mainly his fiancé every time he happened to ran by. After awhile, Chanyeol stopped going near Baekhyun because he knew he would hit him and Baekhyun knew Chanyeol couldn't do anything about it, a fact that made him very happy.

When gym class ended, they all said goodbye to each other before separating to go to their next classes. Baekhyun and Chanyeol walked together down the hallway to Baekhyun's next class. At the entrance, and before Baekhyun walked past the threshold, Chanyeol grabbed his hand and pulled him back. Baekhyun bumped against Chanyeol's chest as he lightly touched Baekhyun's waist and muttered, "Do you really have to go to such extremes to prove that you're feeling better? Because Baekhyun, I just don't want you getting hurt ever again." Baekhyun gently caressed Chanyeol's temple and trailed his fingers to Chanyeol's cheek, where he rested his palm as he said, "Chanyeol, I trust you, and all I want is you. We can do something else as a group if that'll make you feel better? I only want what I want because I always feel closer to you, and I know in that sense we are but it's like we haven't been as close—" Suddenly Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun, halting his words as Chanyeol murmured, "Baekhyun, it's okay, I understand perfectly what you mean. It's just that I don't want to hurt you." Baekhyun kissed the corner of Chanyeol's mouth and whispered, "You won't, I trust you, Chanyeol."

. . . .

As the week progressed, Saturday came closer and closer, then before they knew it, it was there. And that morning, Baekhyun was awoken by a gentle touch and an even sweeter kiss. His eyes fluttered open with a sigh and a small smile already adorning his perfect lips. Chanyeol couldn't help but admire Baekhyun and caressed his forehead with his thumb before kissing his soft skin.

"Hmm, morning," Baekhyun sighed again and wrapped an arm around Chanyeol's waist as he buried his face in Chanyeol's chest, and inhaled Chanyeol's addictive scent that smelled like the earth after it rained and sunshine — a clean scent; a rejuvenating scent. Chanyeol tightened his arm around Baekhyun's waist and kissed the top of his head. "Morning, Baek," he murmured. Baekhyun smiled at the nickname; it always made him feel so loved.

"Do we have any plans for the day?" Baekhyun mumbled. Chanyeol grinned and said, "I'm glad you asked." Curiously, Baekhyun lifted his head to glance at Chanyeol. He noticed Chanyeol's grin, and he was instantly intrigued. "Why the sudden face?" Baekhyun wondered. Chanyeol's grin widened as he began to say, "Well, I spoke to your doctor yesterday . . ." Baekhyun frowned in confusion and concern as he pressed, "And . . .?" Chanyeol paused for a moment, building the suspense, before turning around to his dresser and pulling something out and then hiding it from Baekhyun's view. Chanyeol glanced back at Baekhyun, his face purposely void of emotion — all except his eyes, which were beaming brightly — before he said, "How would you like to go to Lotte World?" Baekhyun's jaw dropped and he just stared at Chanyeol, gape-mouthed for another moment before he was finally able to compose himself. A huge smile split across Baekhyun's face and he threw his arms around Chanyeol's neck and kissed him happily on the lips for longer than he meant — long enough that things started to turn dangerous and Baekhyun had to pull back. They were both breathing heavily, and when Baekhyun had regained control, he lightly pecked Chanyeol's lips before murmuring, "Chanyeol could you be anymore amazing?" Chanyeol blushed at Baekhyun's words and said, "I asked the doctor yesterday and he said it would be safe. So, happy anniversary Baekhyun."

Baekhyun's eyes widened and he whispered, "What? Really?" Chanyeol nodded. "It's our sixth month, Baek. June twelfth to now," Chanyeol said softly. Baekhyun's eyes started to fill with tears and he murmured, "So as a gift, you're taking me to Lotte World?" Chanyeol nodded and Baekhyun wiped his eyes, he sniffled as he continued by saying, "I didn't get you anything and you . . ." Chanyeol kissed away Baekhyun's tears and murmured, "It's okay, you've already given me you, so what more could I ask for?" Baekhyun's bottom lip started to wobble and he had to bit it to keep from sobbing as he wrapped his arms around Chanyeol's neck and buried his face in the crook of his neck. "I'm going to give you the best gift," Baekhyun murmured. Chanyeol smiled and kissed Baekhyun's cheek as he whispered, "I just want you — I want you to always be happy."

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

Baekhyun and Chanyeol would be spending the day time for their anniversary with friends as Baekhyun had original suggested, but at night, it would just be the two of them. They would be going tomorrow, Sunday. They didn't choose to go today because Baekhyun just found out, and second, their school was allowing all of the senior class a skip day for the following Monday, so they didn't have to worry about school.

It was later in the afternoon of the same day, and Baekhyun was sitting in the middle of the bedroom with an organized mess surrounding him. He had been so engrossed in his work, that he didn't notice the sound of Chanyeol's footsteps ascending the stairs, so when the doorknob twisted open and Chanyeol walked in, Baekhyun screamed, which in turn caused Chanyeol to yell as well. With a flurry of flying portraits and the swoosh of a blanket, Baekhyun hurriedly covered himself and the thing he had been working on.

Taking a deep breath to slow his heart rate he asked in a muffled voice from beneath the blanket, "Yes, did you want something?"

3rd p.o.v.

Chanyeol had a hard time controlling the swirl of emotions that occurred inside him in that moment, but one thing for sure, Byun Baekhyun was incredibly adorable.

"Um, Chanyeol? Are you still there?" Baekhyun mumbled.

Chanyeol tried not to laugh as he quietly and carefully approached Baekhyun, and attempted to pull the blanket off his head. In response, Baekhyun punched him in the leg, and came a little too close to a certain area. Chanyeol instantly jumped back with a "Woah, Baekhyun, mind your aim!" Baekhyun crossed his arms beneath the blanket, and since Chanyeol couldn't see that, he said, "I'm crossing my arms, Chan." Chanyeol sighed and rolled his eyes and Baekhyun reprimanded, "Yah! Don't roll your eyes!" Chanyeol's eyes widened and he stuttered, "Wha— How did you—" Baekhyun sighed and rolled his eyes before saying, "Because I know you, duh."

Chanyeol sighed and moved around Baekhyun to sit on the bed, then he wrapped his arms around Baekhyun from behind and rested his chin on the top of Baekhyun's head. "So my little Baek, what are you doing?" Baekhyun touched his bottom lip, hating the idea of lying to Chanyeol, but he couldn't possibly tell him . . .

"Um, nothing . . ." Baekhyun mumbled unconvincingly. "Don't make me pull the blanket from over your head," Chanyeol teasingly threatened. Baekhyun's eyes widened and he gasped, "You wouldn't." Chanyeol hugged Baekhyun tighter and moved his face to the crook of Baekhyun's neck — he could faintly smell Baekhyun's scent; strawberries and mangos. "Hmm, not this time," Chanyeol sighed as if in a trance. Then suddenly Chanyeol mumbled, "Hey, Baek?"

"Hmm?" Baekhyun hummed.

"You smell good," Chanyeol sighed. Baekhyun cheeks instantly turned into a bright tomato red, and he was suddenly extremely grateful for the blanket. "Chanyeol, you sound high," Baekhyun muttered in response. "Well, I guess you just do that to me," Chanyeol murmured. Baekhyun giggled and mumbled, "I make you high?" Chanyeol sighed and resisted the urge to throw Baekhyun back onto the bed as he murmured, "You infatuate me." Baekhyun blushed again and pivoted in Chanyeol's arms, then he pulled the blanket up, careful to keep everything hidden as he just poked out his head. Chanyeol smiled at his cuteness as Baekhyun innocently mumbled, "I . . . infatuate you?" Chanyeol sighed and draped his arms over Baekhyun's shoulders as he leaned closer, until his lips were merely brushing against Baekhyun's as he whispered, "Very much so," before delicately pressing his lips to Baekhyun's in a sweet gentle kiss.

Baekhyun sighed into the kiss and instinctively locked his arms around Chanyeol's neck to pull himself closer. Chanyeol brushed a hand across Baekhyun's cheek, cupping the side of his face as he deepened the kiss into something precious; where as Baekhyun treaded his fingers through Chanyeol's hair to mold their lips and inciting a great passion.

After a moment of that, they ended up on the bed with Baekhyun straddling Chanyeol's waist and trailing kisses along his jaw and neck, sucking and kissing until he left small, rose like buds against Chanyeol's skin. As Baekhyun trailed kisses along Chanyeol neck down to his chest, Baekhyun gripped the hem of his shirt and slowly pulled it over Chanyeol's head, as well as his own, before moving back to kiss along his neck and collar bones. Slowly Baekhyun made a trail with his lips down to Chanyeol's stomach, and an intense desire seized Chanyeol as he gently but tightly gripped Baekhyun's hips when he moved against him. Chanyeol groaned and murmured, "God Baek, it hurts." Baekhyun kissed Chanyeol's stomach again before kissing his lips and murmuring back, "Don't worry, I'll make it better," as Baekhyun unzipped Chanyeol's jeans and pulled them off. Then Baekhyun unzipped his own jeans and took off his boxers then Chanyeol's.

Chanyeol's member was really big and tight between his thighs, and gently Baekhyun touched his shaft, massaging it to relieve some of the pressure. Chanyeol groaned at Baekhyun's touch and couldn't help but thrust into Baekhyun's hand. Baekhyun bit his lip and delicately kissed the skin of Chanyeol's inner thigh before pulling open the dresser draw and grabbing the lube. Baekhyun caressed Chanyeol's inner thighs and smeared the lube on his fingers before sliding two fingers inside Chanyeol. Chanyeol groaned and Baekhyun kissed his stomach as he added another finger and scissored them deep inside Chanyeol, and after Baekhyun hit his prostate with a few more thrusts, he pulled out and lubed up his member and pumped it before sliding inside Chanyeol.

Chanyeol groaned again as he felt Baekhyun slide and thrust into him. Chanyeol reached out and cupped Baekhyun's cheek, pulling him into a kiss as Baekhyun thrusted again. Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun furiously, sucking and pulling on his bottom lip and sliding his tongue into Baekhyun's mouth. Baekhyun kissed Chanyeol back just as roughly as he thrusted into him. Chanyeol groaned and pressed his head back into the pillow as he gripped Baekhyun's hips, and slide them past his butt to grip the back of his thighs. Baekhyun thrusted into Chanyeol again harder and faster than before as in response to Chanyeol's touch.

Chanyeol was becoming so tight and he could feel it coiling up inside his stomach. Chanyeol groaned again and thrusted up to meet Baekhyun, causing them both to moan very loudly. Chanyeol's grip tightened on Baekhyun thighs before he slide his hands up into Baekhyun's hair and pulled Baekhyun's lips to his, kissing him roughly against the mouth and along the jaw as Baekhyun thrusted into him again. Chanyeol groaned again and Baekhyun noticed his discomfort. Baekhyun kissed along Chanyeol's stomach and nipped his skin as he touched Chanyeol's shaft again, massaging the tip with his fingers as Chanyeol moaned at the sensation. Baekhyun thrusted into Chanyeol again, hitting his prostate, and then continuing to thrust into him at exactly that spot. A moment later Chanyeol came with a moan onto Baekhyun's and his stomach. Baekhyun bit his lip and thrusted into Chanyeol once more before he too released his seeds deep inside Chanyeol, and he thrusted a few more times to rid himself of his erection. With a tired yet satisfied sigh, Baekhyun clasped beside Chanyeol. Chanyeol cleaned off Baekhyun and Baekhyun cleaned Chanyeol, and then they both pulled on their boxers before Chanyeol clasped beside Baekhyun as well. Smiling, Baekhyun snuggled into Chanyeol's side as Chanyeol wrapped a protective arm around Baekhyun and pulled him close.

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

The feeling of contentment washed over Baekhyun as he closed his eyes and listened to Chanyeol's even breathing, that he thought Chanyeol had fallen asleep when suddenly he murmured, "I would be content to stay here forever." Baekhyun peered up at Chanyeol and smiled as he whispered, "You don't know how often I wish that." Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun's forehead and pulled him closer as he asked, "Do you just want to stay here then?" Baekhyun so badly wanted to say yes, but after glancing at the blanket hiding his gift, he mumbled, "I can't, but I so badly want to." Chanyeol fake pouted, but it still caused Baekhyun's heart to squeeze as he leaned forward and lightly kissed Chanyeol's lips as he murmured, "Babe, don't do that to me." Chanyeol touched Baekhyun's waist, pulling him closer to capture his lips. Baekhyun couldn't resist, and reacted the way he always reacts, by tightly locking his arms around Chanyeol's neck.

After a moment, Baekhyun pulled back with a sigh and muttered, "Is that your way of trying to convince me?" Chanyeol smiled mischievously and pecked Baekhyun's lips. "If I was, is there a chance that I did?" Chanyeol asked. Baekhyun smiled and kissed Chanyeol's cheek before muttering, "Nope," then he slide off the bed and walked to the dresser and proceeded to pull out a clean T-shirt. Baekhyun pulled it on before walking over to the blanket and crawling back underneath. He wrapped it around his body, leaving only his neck exposed as he said, "If you try to peek, I swear I won't miss next time," and with that, Baekhyun threw the blanket back over his head.

He worked by the light of his phone, and when it became harder to see, Baekhyun stretched from beneath the blanket and grabbed the bedside lamp before recovering his body.

Even beneath the blanket, Baekhyun could sense Chanyeol watching his movements. Baekhyun squirmed uncomfortable from the scrutiny, even though Chanyeol couldn't actually see him, it still made him nervous. Baekhyun played with his bottom lip, then biting it, he pulled the blanket back and turned around to look at Chanyeol. As soon as Baekhyun's eyes met Chanyeol's, Chanyeol averted his gaze to the ceiling. Baekhyun bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a laugh as he asked teasingly, "Why the sudden shyness, Park." Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun with a smirk, causing Baekhyun to suck in a breath. Chanyeol scooted to the edge of the bed and leaned into Baekhyun, their faces inches apart as Chanyeol whispered, "Watch it, Byun." Baekhyun grinned and murmured, "Why?" and glanced back at Chanyeol sultrily. "God, you're dangerous," Chanyeol muttered before seizing Baekhyun around the waist.

3rd p.o.v.

Baekhyun shrieked and giggled as Chanyeol dropped him onto the bed and held his wrists above his head. Hovered above him, and Baekhyun whimpered at the sight. Chanyeol reacted to the sound by kissing Baekhyun's jaw, and Baekhyun sighed at the sensation of Chanyeol's lips against his skin, and hiked a leg over Chanyeol's hip. Chanyeol continued to trail kisses along Baekhyun jaw and neck until he was stopped by the collar of Baekhyun's shirt. Groaning in frustration that he had to stop kissing and tasting Baekhyun for even a second, Chanyeol moved Baekhyun's right wrist into his other hand, so Chanyeol could freely use that hand to tug the collar of Baekhyun shirt down as he continued to mark his skin.

A moan slipped from between Baekhyun's lips the same moment their bedroom door clicked open. "Hey, Chanyeol? Mom and dad wanted to know—" Yoora finally glanced up from her phone, her jaw dropping at the sight. And what a sight it was — very provocative. Chanyeol was hovering above Baekhyun with either wrist clasped in one of his hands above Baekhyun's head, as his other hand had been tugging down the collar of Baekhyun's shirt. As for Baekhyun, he was lying on his back with Chanyeol looming above him, his wrists tightly clasped in Chanyeol's grip as his leg hooked around one of Chanyeol's hips to pull him closer.

"Shit!" Yoora and Chanyeol yelled together, both for different reasons. Chanyeol and Baekhyun jumped away from each other as Yoora held a hand over her face in embarrassment. Baekhyun could see her cheeks turning scarlet from a furious blush. "I thought you left. And don't you know how to knock?" Chanyeol asked in mild irritation with even more embarrassment. Yoora crossed her arms and retorted, "Yes and now I'm back, and well, excuse me, but I didn't expect for you two be so . . . intimate." Chanyeol rolled his eyes and just replied with, "Yoora, we're engaged, knock next time," and with that Baekhyun smacked his hands over his face as his cheeks started to burn. Yoora grimaced and muttered, "Oh right, good point," and with that, Yoora left the room. Chanyeol glanced at Baekhyun, and was about to say something when Yoora came back in saying, "Oh shit, I forget to knock." Chanyeol rolled his eyes. "Anyway, mom and dad want to make dinner reservations for tomorrow night. Are you coming?" Chanyeol glanced at Baekhyun again before turning back to his sister and saying, "Actually, it's our anniversary, and we already have plans for tomorrow." Yoora covered her mouth, and they heard her muffled voice gushing, "Awe, sooo sweet! What are you going to do?" Chanyeol threw a slipper at his sister as he said loudly, "Yah! I'm not going to tell you yet because you always blab!" Yoora pouted and cried, "Aw, namdongsaeng but I'm your noona!" Chanyeol crossed his arms and said, "Nope." Yoora huffed and grumbled, "Fine, but you are going to tell me afterwards." Chanyeol grinned innocently and said, "Of course." Yoora just rolled her eyes before leaving the room. Neither of them spoke until they heard her footsteps on the stairs, then Chanyeol turned to Baekhyun again.

The silence stretched on for a moment, but it was never awkward with them — more like silent communication. Then Baekhyun said, "I'm going to buy your sister a bell." Chanyeol's expression changed from a slight frown to a splitting smile in the matter of seconds as he bursted out laughing. Baekhyun smiled at Chanyeol's reaction and couldn't help but laugh with him; it was contagious. They don't know why, but maybe it was because of the previous tension that they both clasped onto the bed in a fit of laughter — like they were trying to relieve the tension. Chanyeol fall backwards onto his back, a hand on his side because he was starting to get laughter pains. Baekhyun followed after Chanyeol by falling on top of him and laying his head on Chanyeol's stomach, their legs entwining. Baekhyun placed his hand over Chanyeol's hand, the one holding his side, and Chanyeol instantly felt relief as their laughter started to die down. Chanyeol sighed once the pain had subsided and he'd calmed down. Baekhyun smiled as he laced his fingers with Chanyeol's and closed his eyes, and just concentrated himself on Chanyeol's breathing; the rhythmic beating of his heart; and the rise and fall of his chest beneath Baekhyun's cheek. Baekhyun sighed, loving it all.

Kim Jongdae

Kim Minseok

Kim Junmyeon

A/N: How they look in the story.

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Author's Notes

Hi, everyone! I hope you enjoyed this long ass chapter! (I honestly didn't realize it was so long.) Please don't forget to vote, comment, and share with your friends. Thank you so much for reading!!!

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