The teacher finally returns and class drones on.

On our way home, Chanyeol talks about the things that happened to him today while I listen, making the appropriate facial responses when necessary. Mostly, I was just happy listening to his voice. It was really soothing and calm.

I plop onto his bed once we enter his room.

'What was that back there? Boyfriend?'

Chanyeol sits down next to me. "Do you want it to be?" I look down, gathering my courage and look steadily back at his eyes. I nod.

Chanyeol's POV

He said yes! He said yes! I feel like I'm on cloud nine!

Baekhyun's POV

Chanyeol smiles at me. A smile full of adoration and joy. He leans over and connects our lips. Sparks fly. Chanyeol places his arms around me, one on my waist the other behind my head, pulling me closer. I gladly comply, wrapping my own arms around his neck, adding pressure to our kiss. I hear him groan a little, pushing back just as hard. A whimper escapes my mouth as the kiss heats up. I have to pull away, gasping for air. Chanyeol presses our foreheads together. "That was amazing Baek, absolutely amazing. It's something I'll never forget." I blush.

'Was it? That was my first kiss.'

Chanyeol wordlessly reconnects our lips. This time, I feel a desire that wasn't there last time. He gently runs his tongue along my bottom lip. I part my mouth, letting our tongues meet. Chanyeol swipes his tongue along my top teeth, making me gasp. Suddenly I felt my back come in contact with the bed. My arms get pinned above my head as Chanyeol continues to kiss me, nipping my lips here and there. Small noises escape my mouth as he tangles his other hand into my hair. I wrap my legs around his torso, earning myself a groan from Chanyeol. He finally releases his hold on my wrists, allowing me to grip the back of his head, pulling him impossibly closer. "Baek." I hear him murmur into the kiss. I whimper, kissing him harder.

Suddenly the pressure on my lips disappears. I open my eyes, met with a dazed Chanyeol, his lips swollen. "Baek." His voice comes out as a whisper. I gently touch his swollen lips. Chanyeol smiles at me fondly. He rests his head beside mine, his mouth grazing my ear. "What did I do in my past life to deserve you?"

His eyes suddenly turn playful. Pushing himself back up he pinned my hands above my head again. My eyes widen in surprise. Chanyeol's voice teases in my ear. "Baek, are you ticklish?" Without waiting for a response he carefully lifts up my shirt half way, just enough to expose the bottom half of my ribs. He hovers over me, eyes trained on my expression as he trails his fingers down my side. I smile as I felt the tingling sensation intensify, vainly trying to shift away from the source. Chanyeol laughs at my struggle, lifting the pressure from his fingers slightly. This only makes the feeling worse as I start squirming, trying to get away. Chanyeol lowers more of his weight on me, making it nearly impossible to move from underneath him. He nibbles on my outer ear while running his fingers over my stomach. "Bae-khyun, Bae-khyun, Bae-khyun." He teases softly, purposefully stressing the first part of my name and pausing between the syllables to make my name sound more playful.

Giving up, I close my eyes and let him tickle me, the smile never leaving my face. I even begin to enjoy the sensation of his fingers running along my stomach. Chanyeol soon removes his hand from my abdomen and moves it to my neck. I tilt my head to the side, making it easier for him. I knew that if I didn't, Chanyeol would talk me into it. He slowly moves his fingers down my neck, making it that much more agonizing. I let out a whimper from my parted lips. Chanyeol teasingly kisses me, effectively stopping the whimpers. He finally releases his hold on my wrists and rolls off me, leaving me gasping for air.

'What was that for?'

"You were acting too cute, I had to do something. Plus, I wanted to see of you were ticklish." Chanyeol pauses, licking his lips. "You seemed to enjoy it. Am I right?" He got his answer when I couldn't look him in the eye. He laughs, then kisses me. "I'll go make dinner." He ruffles my hair and then walks out of the room.

I scramble off the bed and grab my stuff. Luckily, we don't have that much work today, study hall payed off. I know Chanyeol doesn't have much to do tonight either. I turn on the computer and start keying in my essay.

Chanyeol soon returns with rice and vegetables. I hear him set the plates down and walk over to me. I turn around once he kisses me on the head. "Dinner's ready." I power off the computer and follow him to the table.

'Why do we always eat in your room?'

"Why not?" Chanyeol looks over his worksheet as he eats. "It's convenient." The rest of dinner is spent going over worksheets.

***

I lay on the bed in my sleepwear, lazily kissing Chanyeol. 'When are your parents coming back?'

"Soon. Two more days, I think." He kisses my lips, which were starting to swell again from the constant pressure. "Don't worry, I'll sort everything out."

'Does that mean I'll still be able to stay even after they come home?'

"Of course. I wouldn't let you go even if you wanted to."

'What?'

"You heard me." He growls playfully. "You're mine."

I raise an eyebrow. 'Sure.'

Even laying beside me, Chanyeol is somehow able to pin my arms above my head again. He puts his face against mine, so close that I can feel his breath on my lips. "Still in denial?" Even though he's trying to be intimidating, I can tell he's holding back a laugh. I stare back at him with equal intensity, not backing down. He traces my slightly swollen lips with his finger. "Then what about this?" Once I get the chance, I nip his finger with my lips. I lick his finger, then release it. "Bae-khyun" he purrs into my ear, "Bae-khyun." Chanyeol tangles his hand into my hair, tugging on it. He breaths on my neck, watching my expression out of the corner of his eye. I watch him for the most part, but my eyes close in content as he breaths on a certain spot. He smiles smugly at me when he realizes my reaction and places his lips ever-so-gently on the spot he located, my sweet spot. Even though I'm mute I can make some sounds, moaning included. So that's what happened when Chanyeol's lips landed on my neck.

Chanyeol's POV

Baekhyun moans as I nip his sweet spot. Score! I continue to bite the spot, not enough to make a mark that will last until tomorrow, but just enough for it to turn red for the rest of the night. I can tell Baekhyun is trying to muffle his moans by the way his mouth is closed tight. He still won't admit it. I tug on his hair again, causing his mouth to open and the moan to escape. I nip his neck again. "What was that, love?" Baekhyun moans again and I let go of him, satisfied that I proved my point.

'You win. I'm yours.'

Baekhyun's POV

I touch the spot on my neck that Chanyeol bit.

'Yeol, people are going to see.'

"They won't, I didn't mark you that hard. It'll fade by morning."

I kiss him languidly, 'Do you think your parents will like me?'

"Yes they will. Stop worrying. We should go to sleep now, it's getting late."

'Okay.'

I jump from the bed, going to turn off the lights. Once the lights are off, it's relatively dark, the only light coming from the moon, which shone through the half closed blinds. I carefully make my way back to the bed, taking care as to not stub my toe on any furniture. I climb under the sheets turning towards Chanyeol, who's features were highlighted in the moonlight. He pulls me close, tangling our legs together. I fall asleep to the sound of his breathing.

***

Chanyeol's POV

I wake up before the alarm, Baekhyun still in my arms. Carefully, I turn over to shut the alarm off, not wanting the harsh beeping to be the first thing that Baekhyun hears. Baekhyun shifts around a little, revealing his milky skin. I gently run my hands along his side, marveling at the smoothness and perfection. He's so precious. All I want to do is make him happy.

Baekhyun's POV

I'm awoken by a tickling sensation. I open my eyes to find Chanyeol's fingers tickling my side. I gently poke him in the stomach to show that I'm awake. Chanyeol kisses me softly. "Did I wake you?" I shake my head, whining a little at the fact that his fingers won't stop moving. "What?" Chanyeol asks innocently. I roll my eyes. He knows very well what he's doing. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I shake my head. Now it's my turn to feign innocence. "Oh I think you did." Chanyeol licks my outer ear. I whimper. "You're so sensitive." He nips my sweet spot. I let out a loud whimper. Chanyeol laughs, his morning voice deeper and more husky than usual. He gently pushes my head to one side, kissing my sweet spot. I whine. He finally stops teasing me and sits up. I rest my head in his lap, not wanting to get up just yet. I turn my head toward Chanyeol, kissing his stomach. He hugs me close. My face is now pressed against the bare skin of his chest, seeing that he sleeps without a shirt.

"Come on, we have to get up." I grudgingly follow him.

***

News spreads fast. By the time we set foot onto school grounds, it's clear that the student body has divided themselves into three groups. Our non-supporters, our supporters, and the people who don't care. The non- supporters group is by far the largest, considering the size of Chanyeol "fan base" that though they might get noticed by him. At the head of the "anti-fans" are the most popular and "perfect" girls of the school. Or so they like to think. These girls absolutely were disgusted by me, and I mean disgusted. Personally, I don't get it. Sure, I was socially awkward. But being socially awkward doesn't equate to being unhygienic. On the contrary, I take really good care of my skin. Call me a doofus or whatever, I don't care.

The three girls sashay up to me. I roll my eyes at them, squeezing Chanyeol's hand to show him that it was okay. The head of the group's eyes widen, as if she just realized that Chanyeol was still with me. Humph, I refuse to be used as I one nighter anyways. The girl instantly plasters on a sickeningly sweet smile. You could practically see the syrup dripping off. She started flirting with Chanyeol, as if just a second earlier she wasn't trying to figure out the best way to run me into the ground.

Chanyeol doesn't seem amused. "Back off."

She blinks in shock. Probably because no one has every refused her. It's more like the other way around. "Excuse me?"