Daehyun had driven Baekhyun home, and they were upstairs in his room laying on his bed. Baekhyun had his arms wrapped around Daehyun's waist while his cheek rested on his chest, the last of his tears having finally dried on his cheeks. Daehyun continued to soothingly rub his back, occasionally kissing his forehead.

Another moment passed in silence before Daehyun asked, "Baekhyun? What happened at school?"

Baekhyun sniffled and wiped his cheeks of his salty tears. He peeked up at Daehyun, one hand sliding up his chest as he murmured, "Can we not talk about it? Please? I rather forget . . ."

Daehyun pursed his lips but nodded none the less. He kissed Baekhyun's forehead, and Baekhyun kissed the side of his jaw. His hand slide up Daehyun's chest as he wound it around his neck, his fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck. He gently pulled at the roots and kissed him again.

Daehyun kissed him too, but he began to pull away when Baekhyun slung his leg over his waist and straddled his lap. Daehyun touched his cheek, holding him back as he softly murmured, "Baek, your upset. I don't think . . ." He trailed off as Baekhyun hushed him.

"Please, Daehyun. No one's home. And I told you I want to forget. Please, help me do that . . .?"

Daehyun's brow furrowed and his caressed Baekhyun's cheek as he softly replied, "Baekhyun, this isn't—-"

"I heard you the first time!" Baekhyun snapped. "And I don't care. I just want a distraction. Please!"

Daehyun sighed, but eventually he relented. He knew when Baekhyun set his mind to something it was always hard to sway his decision. So Daehyun did as he asked. He allowed Baekhyun to take whatever he needed, and never complained in return.

He submitted to him wholeheartedly because it cut a hole into Daehyun's heart to see him upset.

When it came to an end, Baekhyun closed his eyes with a sigh. He didn't feel better, their act of sex had only distracted him for the length of time it lasted. And as he laid in his bed, curled into Daehyun's side as he slept, Baekhyun couldn't help but think, There had been no love involved during our act of sex. It had just been me, taking from him without giving in return.

Baekhyun quickly banished the thought from his mind before sleep finally pulled him under. But he couldn't escape the fact that he was afraid of his quickly changing and evolving emotions, and even more afraid of what they would reveal.

Baekhyun woke up later that evening to the sound of a door softly clicking shut. He moaned and rolled over onto his back, pulling on the blankets to cover his naked skin against the chill of the room.

The bed dipped beside him as a hand brushed through his hair, followed by Daehyun softly saying, "Baek? Your mom wanted me to tell you that dinner's ready, and she offered for me to stay. She thinks we're up here studying, by the way."

Baekhyun nodded and mumbled, "Thanks, Daehyun." Then he sat up, making sure to kept himself covered with his blanket. His wide and hopeful eyes met Daehyun's as he asked, "Will you stay for dinner?"

Daehyun didn't say anything, he just leaned forward and ran his hand through Baekhyun's hair. Baekhyun frowned.

"Daehyun? Are you staying?"

"Do you want me too?" Daehyun asked.

Baekhyun's frown deepened as he asked, "Why wouldn't I want you to? You're my boyfriend."

Daehyun smiled and caressed Baekhyun's cheek, softly murmuring, "I know I am, love. You were just . . . mad at me before in school."

Baekhyun sighed and he sat up further as he wrapped his arms around Daehyun's neck and hugged him close. "I'm sorry, Dae. My morning was shitty, I shouldn't have took it out on you. I'm sorry."

Daehyun hugged Baekhyun back, rubbing his hand up and down the length of his back. He kissed his temple. "It's okay. I accept your apology. I love you."

"I–I love you too," Baekhyun whispered.

Daehyun twitched at his hesitation, but decided not to say anything. Instead, he pulled away from Baekhyun and patted his blanketed thigh as he said, "Come on, Baek. Put some clothes on, everyone's waiting for us downstairs."

Baekhyun nodded. "Okay."

He waited for Daehyun to leave the room before pulling the blankets away and searching for some clean clothes. As Baekhyun went to the bathroom to fix his bed head that loudly screamed, "I had sex!" he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened between Chanyeol and him. And the longer he let himself think about it, the more confused he became. He couldn't get the ghost of Chanyeol's lips against his to go away. He couldn't unfeel the cold pressure of his hands pressed to his cheeks as they had kissed.

He couldn't stop from letting it all consume him. He couldn't stop from—-

Knock, knock!

Baekhyun jumped, his heart slamming against his ribcage as he shakily called out, "Y-yeah?"

"What are you doing in there? You're taking too long, Baek. Hurry up!" Daehyun called before Baekhyun heard his retreating figure and the sound of the door closing once again.

Baekhyun released a shakily breath and rubbed his face. He inhaled deeply with a new resolve settling in his heart. He would fix whatever had happened between Chanyeol and him. He'd correct the mistake of their kiss and declare them friends no matter what, because truthfully, Baekhyun didn't want to lose him again over a kiss that never should have happened.

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A/N: Hi! 😊

I just wanted to say sorry if any of you found this chapter boring, buuut the next chapter (thirteen) will be the boarding of that roller coaster I promised. (Funny thing is I'll be riding actually roller coasters this Saturday; 8th.) Anyway, thank you to everyone reading, voting, and commenting, it means so much! So please, don't forget to vote and comment. Thank you!

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BunnyBaekkiee ❤️