He watched from the rooftop of the building, as Byun Baekhyun collapsed to the ground, unconscious and bleeding from his gun shot wound. He pursed his lips and pulled off on his black glove as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone. He dialed the last number he called, and waited for them to answer as he watched Park Chanyeol run across the parking lot to his little lover.

"Luhan," they answered. "Were you able to find him?"

Luhan smirked and picked up his rifle as he replied, "Do you doubt my abilities?"

"You know I don't," they said.

"Good, and of course, I found him. He just can't stay away, and it's going to get him killed," Luhan said, as he started to walk toward the fire exit ladder on the side of the building. "I'm leaving now. I'll see you soon."

"Be careful, and don't get caught," they said.

"I never do," Luhan replied with a smirk, before hanging up. He put his phone away and zipped his rifle away into his duffle bag, and as he started to hear the distant footfalls of someone racing up the rooftop stairs, he put his glove back on and shouldered his duffle bag before starting his climb off the roof and down the fire exit ladder.

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When Baekhyun opened his eyes for the second time that day, an ache had spread all throughout his body and it hurt to move his arm. Baekhyun cringed as he squinted against the bright light flooding into his eyes, and turned his head to the other side. He quickly took in his surrounds and noticed he was laying in a bedroom?

"Where the hell am I . . .?" Baekhyun mumbled, as he slowly eased himself to his feet. His bit his bottom lip against the ache in his shoulder, as each step he took vibrated up through his body. He stumbled towards the door and tried to open it, but it was locked from the outside. "Shit," Baekhyun whispered.

He turned and glanced around the room, looking for anything that might be able to pick a lock. But there didn't seem to be anything . . .

In the room was a giant four-poster bed with red silk sheets, two night stands on either side and lamps. There was a beautiful oak dresser; a chair; and a plush white rug but nothing else.

"This is really weird . . ." Baekhyun whispered to himself, as he walked back towards the bed and ran his fingers over the soft fabric. He went towards the side table and opened the drawer, looking for anything useful when just then he heard the lock click before the door swung open. Baekhyun quickly spun around, and gasped when he saw Park Chanyeol standing with all his glory in the doorway.

Baekhyun felt himself snap as he stalked towards Chanyeol, and yelled, "I was shot! What the hell kind of greeting is that, Park Chanyeol!?"

Chanyeol's face was tense, and Baekhyun felt bad for yelling at him, but not bad enough to be sorry. Chanyeol's inhaled a deep breath and rubbed his temple, as he replied, "Baekhyun, please, I'm extremely angry right now and it'll be in your best interest not to make it worse."

"Then tell me, what happened?" Baekhyun demanded through gritted teeth.

Chanyeol set his jaw as he stepped towards Baekhyun, and glanced at his shoulder as he asked, "Are you in pain?"

"I'll live," Baekhyun replied.

Chanyeol sighed. "Someone shot you, and I....haven't found them yet," Chanyeol muttered.

Baekhyun blinked in surprise, and retorted, "You mean, someone was able to escape the notorious, Park Chanyeol? Wow, sounds like you need to step up your game."

Chanyeol scoffed. "Don't make jokes, Baekhyun. Someone shot you, so don't for one second take that lightly," Chanyeol hissed.

Baekhyun bristled and yelled, "I'm making jokes to keep myself from falling apart, Chanyeol! Someone sh-shot me, and I-I could have-I could have...." Baekhyun trailed off, as the reality of what happened to him finally sunk in, as he bursted into tears and collapsed onto the bed where he wept into his hands.

Chanyeol felt his heart squeeze painfully at the sight of Baekhyun hurting, and losing some of the chip on his shoulder, he settled down gently beside him and pulled Baekhyun into his arms. Chanyeol soothingly brushed his hand over Baekhyun's cheek and held him close, as he softly replied, "I won't let anyone hurt you. I'll keep you safe, I promise."

"H-How? You can't protect me twenty-four seven, Chanyeol. Even you, as powerful as you are, can't protect me every single moment of every day," Baekhyun gasped, between his cries.

Chanyeol squeezed his eyes shut and held Baekhyun closer, as he softly replied, "Will you at least let me try?"

"I don't want to die . . ." Baekhyun whispered.

"You won't, I'll keep you safe," Chanyeol said, his words ringing with sincerity.

Baekhyun sniffled and pulled out of Chanyeol's arms, and wiped his face as he quietly asked, "Who do you think is coming after me? Wu, maybe?"

Chanyeol shook his head, and muttered, "I don't know, Baekhyun. I have a lot of enemies, and I wouldn't put something like this pass Wu, but I can't accuse him of something he might not be responsible for when your life is on the line. I know you hate me, but please, I promise to keep you safe."

Baekhyun sighed and rubbed his face, and then he laughed to himself before muttering, "I must seem so ridiculous to you . . . I'm pathetic. I can't even protect myself, and I keep wasting my energy trying to push you away and fueling my hatred, when all I can think of is . . . when all I can think of is how nice you're being to me."

Chanyeol sighed, and softly replied, "As I've said, I'm not the bad guy."

"But you hurt people . . ." Baekhyun whispered.

"Only when I have to," Chanyeol said.

"And you would . . . hurt people for me? Why?" Baekhyun whispered.

Chanyeol softly chuckled, and gently reached out to brush the back of his hand over Baekhyun's cheek. He smiled, and Baekhyun gasped at the person he glimpsed behind Chanyeol's hard exterior. Chanyeol stroked Baekhyun's cheek gently, as he softly replied, "Haven't we been over this already?" Chanyeol teased. Baekhyun just stared up at him, speechless and unsure of how to react to this new Chanyeol he was seeing, that he oddly felt drawn too. "I'm not the bad guy . . ." Chanyeol softly whispered, before slowly he leaned forward and stopped with his lips inches away from Baekhyun's, giving him the last inch to decide what he wanted.

Baekhyun could hear his own heart beating erratically in his chest, and his breathing had increased as he sat frozen in front of Chanyeol, his eyes caught on his perfectly rosy lips. Did he dare to cross the line, one he may never come back from? Or did he continue to deny the desire he'd been pushing further and further away? Too afraid to admit to himself, how much he liked the dangerous Park Chanyeol, and all the things his mere touch did to Baekhyun's mind and body.

So finally making up his mind, Baekhyun leaned forward to close the last inch of space separating him from Park Chanyeol; a person, who was surely about to become Baekhyun's biggest mistake.

Baekhyun threw all rationality out the proverbial window as he scooted forward, and slung his leg over Chanyeol's waist until he was sitting perfectly on his lap. Baekhyun softly panted as he pulled out of their kiss, and looked at Chanyeol before he softly gasped, "If we do this, Park Chanyeol, you have to give me your word I'll make it out of this alive."

Chanyeol nodded as he threaded his fingers through Baekhyun's soft hair, and quietly replied, "You're important to me for more than one reason, Byun Baekhyun, and I give you my word that I'll die before I let anyone ever hurt you again."

Baekhyun bit his bottom lip and nodded, before softly whispering, "Okay." And then he wrapped his arms around Chanyeol's neck, as he pressed their lips together for another deep kiss.

Baekhyun knew he'd regret this, but as Chanyeol gently touched him and lowered him onto his back against the soft mattress, not a single ounce of doubt was in his heart. Baekhyun may not completely like Chanyeol, but there was something inside him, pushing him to accept everything about the mafia lord; and it just felt too powerful to deny and too continue to resist for any longer. So instead, Baekhyun let every single wall he'd ever built up inside him come crashing down, as he allowed his feelings towards Chanyeol to finally consume him.

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A/N: 😶😏😊

So, Baekhyun has finally let Chanyeol in, but question is, how long will it last? And who do you think is out to hurt Baekhyun, and why?

The road is about to get bumpy super quick, so hopefully you all have your seatbelts in the ready....

Thank you for reading, and please don't to vote and comment, thank you! Have an amazing day/night!

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