Wow... and to think I published the 1K special only a few days ago...

THIS IS INSANE!!! *spazzes out*

Thank you all so much! Love you all!

Anyways...

I just realized that throughout the course of the story, there was no mention of Chanyeol and Baekhyun dating.

So for the 2K special, I decided to do a little dating scene between the two of them.

This is going to be set in around the time of chapter Three : Two, after the two reconciled.

It might end badly, I don't know how to do this.

(Sorry for any typos.)

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Baekhyun's POV

We're on break from a long day of filming when Chanyeol comes up to me. He sits down on the couch beside me and hands me one of the two coffees in his hands. "For you."

I smile, accepting the drink and leaning against him. Chanyeol takes a long gulp of his coffee before continuing.

"Baekhyun, I want to take you to the park this weekend."

I playfully nudge him. "Aren't I sitting next to one right now?"

Chanyeol pouts. "You know what I mean."

I hum and take a sip of my coffee. As soon as I look up, Chanyeol tilts my head and presses a quick kiss to my lips. "I want to take you to the park, like as a date."

I beam at those words. "You know, it'll be my first date, and I'm twenty-four."

Chanyeol tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear. "So you never saw anyone in your college years?"

I shake my head. "It's always been you."

"Wow," Chanyeol muses, "Now I feel even worse about leaving you in the first place." He looks down in shame.

"Hey." I pat his shoulder. "Don't worry about it. What happened happened. Let's enjoy the us we have now."

Chanyeol pulls me in for another kiss. "I don't deserve someone like you, Baek."

"Maybe you don't," I answer slyly, "But I chose you, so you're stuck with me now."

I feel his lips curl up against mine as he presses harder.

We pull away, and I lean my head on his shoulder.

"I guess I'll have to make this date extra special," Chanyeol murmurs in my ear. "To make up for all that lost time."

"I've had a out of the ordinary childhood. I should have expected something like this would happen."

And I sit there, curled into the embrace of my lover as I think about those words. Out of the ordinary? Yes. Bad? Not necessarily. Sure, I've had my ups and downs. But it's all worked out. My struggles shaped me into the person I am today.

An actor, singer, and Park Chanyeol's lover.

***

2 days later...

I dress myself in weather appropriate clothing. A plain white tee shirt with a front pocket, dark navy blue jeans, gray socks, and a pair of white converse. I grab a subtle bracelet and don a light blue cap, slightly covering my newly colored black hair. I touch up with the faintest bit of eyeliner and chapstick. Done!

I smile at my reflection in the mirror. I wonder what Chanyeol will say about my hair. He doesn't know that I changed it.

As if to answer my question, there's a knock on the hotel door. "Coming!" I yell as I fix my shirt and hurry to the door.

I swing it open and throw myself into Chanyeol's warm embrace. "Hey handsome."

Chanyeol laughs as he rubs my back gently. "Hello beautiful." He takes my cap off and ruffles my hair. "When did you change the color?"

"This morning," I murmur into his chest.

"I like it. You can't go wrong with your natural hair color."

I look up at him. "I'm glad you like it."

Chanyeol untangles himself from me and links our hands together. "Come on, let's get going."

I tug on his jacket sleeve. "Is it that cold out? Should I bring a jacket too?"

Chanyeol looks out the window. "It looks a bit windy. Probably."

I break away from him, dashing back into my room and pick up a gray jacket. I run back out after tying the jacket around my waist. "Let's go."

We exit the hotel and walk to the park.

We're walking along the side of the road, admiring the scenery, when I jump up into the side of the sidewalk, balancing along. Chanyeol laughs when he see me flail my arms a bit. "What do you think you're doing?"

I shrug and look at him. I pout. "Even standing up here, I'm still shorter than you."

Chanyeol flicks my forehead. "I don't think you'll ever be taller than me."

I huff and jump off the small ledge, landing in Chanyeol's arms. He grunts and puts me down. "You've gotten heavier."

I punch him lightly. "Are you calling me fat?"

Chanyeol wraps me in his arms and kisses my hair. "Not at all."

We walk further in a comfortable silence, until I see a basket set up on a park table. Chanyeol drags me to it and we sit down.

"Yeol? Is this for us?"

"Yes." He nuzzles my nose. "I had some help setting it up this morning."

I open the basket to find sandwiches, various fruits, and a few chocolates. "This is really sweet!" I start taking out the foods. Chanyeol helps me and soon we have our own little feast set up in the park.

I help myself to a lettuce and tomato sandwich. "Mmm, I'm glad there are no cucumbers in here," I say between chews.

"That was the point," Chanyeol answers as he peels an orange. He breaks of a section and tosses it to me. I pop it into my mouth. The tart flavor explodes in my mouth, making me squint a bit. "Sour."

"It's a citrus fruit, Baek, it's supposed to be sour." Chanyeol says it with a hint of sarcasm.

"Chanyeol, really?"

"Yep!" He nods happily.

"You're such a idiot."

"But I'm your idiot."

The rest of the day goes by like that, from the two of us being all sweet and cuddly one second to being really sarcastic the next.

We're back in the hotel, in his room, just talking.

"Today was fun. Just you, me, and food."

Chanyeol scoots closer to me, wrapping me in his arms. "I want to do it again soon."

The setting sun bathes the room in a soft amber glow. I watch as it flicks patterns on the wall. Beautiful. A gust of wind blows in through the open window, making me shiver and press up against Chanyeol. Chanyeol gives me a quick kiss, seemingly distracted by his own thoughts. Fine with me. I tuck my head into the crook of his neck, inhaling his heavenly scent.

This person, he makes me so happy. Just his presence is enough to lift any weight on my heart. I still think about the day we first met. Me spilling my papers all around him. I laugh quietly to myself. If it wasn't for my clumsiness, I probably wouldn't be here right now. I never thought I would find love, always isolated in my adolescent years. Yet here I am, settled into his arms, never wanting to break away.

I never want to leave.

Chanyeol squeezes my hand absentmindedly, still lost in thought.

And I never will.

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Umm, I don't really know what to think about this one...

Good? Bad? Lousy?

Too fluffy?

Give me your opinions!

And give me ideas for the next special chapter!

Oh, I forgot to mention this last time, but what do you all think about a ChanBaek werewolf style fanfiction? I'm currently drafting one on top of this. It has about eleven chapters (all in my drafts) as of now.

Maybe I'll give you all a sneak peek if you want. (^-^)

Much love,
Ali