To the first one who told me Im pretty when I thought I was born ugly, the first one who

tasted my cake with a smile, and the one who promised me to be still single for me thank
you for being in my life, thanks for everything you did for me Love you to the moon and
back.

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 Chapter 1: The new boy

Byun Baekhyun was everyone's type of person.

Practically every student, regardless the gender, wanted a piece of the cute feminine
boy and his perky ass. Even if he was happily in a relationship with Oh Sehun, the
popular boy who also played in the school football team.

Together, they were the gorgeous dream couple everyone was jealous of. That's not
very surprising when you pair up the two most popular persons at school, right?

The couple of everyone's dream. Every normal human being would get jealous when
they spotted them tasting each other's lips against one of the lockers in the school
hall.

Baekhyun and Sehun first talked when they got introduced to each other at a mutual
friend's house party. Things weren't very complicated back then. In fact, they got
official very quickly. It didn't take them long to find themselves kissing each other at
the party.

But they were never the naughty kind of couple. They were quite different from what
people would actually expect from a hot couple like them.

To put it short, they were still virgins. They never even got further than a kiss.

It was a needy feeling that slowly grew in Baekhyun's body. He never wanted to admit
the fact that he actually indeed was a horny high school teenage boy.

He had to live with the fact that Sehun would never fulfill his needs. He'd never satisfy
Baekhyun enough.

But that was alone Baekhyun's secret.

The school bell rang which meant the beginning of every student's schedule at EXO
High School. Baekhyun quickly gave Sehun a peck on the lips before he left for his first
period. Unluckily they were in different classes, but they had to deal with it in any way.

He entered the class room and searched for his seat which was next to Kai's and
Kyungsoo's, his friends.

"Yo, Baek~ Are you alright? You look exhausted." Baekhyun turned to where the voice
came from. It belonged to Kai. Baekhyun didn't hesitate to join him and Kyungsoo.

He usually sat next to Kyungsoo, but of course Kai would take his seat away since he
was head over heels for Kyungsoo.

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"Yeah, I got little sleep last night... Don't worry, I'm alright though," Baekhyun sat
down the empty seat next to them.

He glanced to Kai, who tried hard to flirt with Kyungsoo, but embarrassingly failed
because he still needed to grow up a pair of balls. That stupid kid.

"Everyone, get in your seats! Today I'd like to introduce you a new student."
Everyone's curiosity got fired up.

All eyes were on the quite handsome tall boy next to the teacher. He quickly caught
everyone's attention and already stole hearts only with his beautiful smile. You could
even hear a few girls trying to keep down their squeals.

"I'm Park Chanyeol," a deep and very attractive voice said. "Nice to meet you."

"I hope you'll find comfortableness at this school really quick. Now take a seat in the
class."

Baekhyun could feel the stare of the tall gorgeous boy the whole time. Or was he just
imagining?

Almost everyone was hoping Chanyeol would decide to take a seat next to them, but
to their unlucky hope, said boy took his steps in Baekhyun's direction.

He smirked at the short beautiful boy for a brief second and sat down next to him.

Why was Baekhyun feeling nervous? Why did Chanyeol smirk at him? Why was
Baekhyun's body getting hot all of a sudden?

The boy's deep sexy voice was enough to get him an arousal feeling in his lower body
part.

Why did Chanyeol turn him on so bad? Why did he make him forget his taken status
so quickly?

Chapter 2: The school project

The teacher was talking about a new school project, but the petite brunet wasn't
paying attention. Nothing could catch Baekhyun's interest anyway. Since the lesson
started, since Chanyeol got the seat next to him, he couldn't help but slyly glance to
the new boy. He was trying hard to concentrate, though. He really was.

It was ridiculous. It was ridiculous how tense he got. Who or what was that boy? What
made him so attractive and so fucking appealing?

"Byun Baekhyun and Park Chanyeol. You two will work in pairs."

What.

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He couldn't believe his ears. Maybe his mind was doing a number on him again,
right? Why would fate do that to him. He looked up to the teacher and then turned to
Chanyeol, who was, by the fucking way, winking at him with that damn killer smile on
his handsome face.

This was indeed reality.

Oh god.

After the rest of the lesson, which seemed like an eternity to Baekhyun, the school bell
finally rang. Everyone packed up their stuff to strike off to their next class.

"Byun Baekhyun, right?"

Baekhyun felt a shiver running down his spine when the deep voice raised behind him
and awkwardly turned to the tall boy.

"Y-Yes?" He really tried to play cool. Well, tried.

"So, about the project. Tomorrow at 5 PM at my house. What do you think?"

It was the first time Baekhyun looked straight into his dark eyes. He got flustered all
over again and immediately avoided Chanyeol's eyes. "Uhm... sounds good?" he
muttered.

Chanyeol just smiled at him and took a few step closer. He playfully took hold of the
cute short boy under the chin, so that Baekhyun would raise his eyes to him. "Well,
see ya, cutie"

And he left.

Baekhyun kissed Sehun softly on the lips for a few minutes. He started stroking
Sehun's cheeks, then took him by the collar. Somehow, he wanted to get closer to his
boyfriend. It was his mind that told him so.

The light brown haired male opened his eyes and glanced to the seat behind Sehun,
where a certain tall boy sat. Great, just as he planned! Now Chanyeol knew he was

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taken. Now he wouldn't keep playing around with him. He wouldn't mess up
Baekhyun's feelings anymore. Clever, huh?

Sehun was the one who broke the kiss for a moment.

"Baek. Baek, what's the matter today? You seem so desperate today" He giggled
quietly. "Not that I dislike it though, it's just... weird. Because you're not being
yourself, sweety."

Maybe Baekhyun was desperate. Maybe he just didn't want to admit the fact he might
developed naughty feelings for another guy. For a guy, he just met a few hours ago.

"Can't I prove my undying love for you for once?" The brunet pouted. He felt weird for
saying this sentence, but somehow, he couldn't explain himself. He couldn't at all.

"Baekkie, I didn't mean it like that, don't get me wrong! Ah, forget it please. Forget
what I said" Baekhyun could hear the blond slightly sighing.

Sehun got up and released his hands from Baekhyun's. He bent down to give his little
boyfriend a lovely peck on the lips. "Stay here. I'll go and get your lunch too, honey."

Baekhyun's eyes followed his boyfriend. It just was his way to keep the weird feelings
under. After all, the damn teacher teamed him up with Park fucking Chanyeol. They
were meeting tomorrow. How the hell was he supposed to sort his act out when they
were at Chanyeol's?

How could anyone not fall for the handsome giant.

But now that Chanyeol knew about him being in a relationship, he wouldn't dare to
touch him, right? Nothing could get wrong. He wouldn't leave Baekhyun breathless
with a dark red colored face again, like he did back in the classroom where they first
talked.

Right?

He looked up again, unexpectedly meeting Chanyeol's gaze.

Baekhyun didn't want to think about why the giant was smirking. Again.

It was almost 9 PM when Baekhyun found himself laying on his bed and sniffing into
his pink bunnies patterned pillow. He really struggled to not let the giant brunet
dominant his thoughts.
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He already surrendered though, when he took his cellphone out to search for Luhan's
phone number in his contacts, one of the many boys and girls Chanyeol sat with. He
couldn't stop himself from dialing the number of his friend to wait for an answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey Luhan, it's Baekhyun."

"AHH~ Baekkie!! After centuries, you finally decided to call me. I feel flattered."

"L-Lu, please don't exaggerate it for once, that's really embarrassing, you know."

"Whatever. How are you doing, Baequeesha?"

Luhan was known for giving weird nicknames. Not very surprising.

"Thanks, I'm alright. Uhm, Lulu? You know Park Chanyeol right?"

"Yeah, I once met him at some party. I was really surprised when he transferred to
our school. Why? Do you know him?"

"Y-Yeah, I guess," Shit. Stop stuttering you fucking idiot. Keep cool for once, for fuck's
sake. You're a taken boy. You're not interested in him. "Anyway, do you know anything
more about him? Mr. Kim paired us up for some damn school project and I'll be at his
house at tomorrow afternoon."

"Uhh, there's not much I know... He's just really flirty and gets like all the ladies. Oh,
and he's also on the school football team, just as Sehun is!"

Wait, what? Was Luhan serious?

"Really? Does Sehun already know him?"

"No, I don't think so, because practice is not until next week."

Oh wow. He'd still get to know him anyway. Sooner or later.

"Alright. Thanks, Lulu"

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 Chapter 3: Hes just another guy anyway

Baekhyun adjusted his collars after buttoning his white school dress shirt one by one
up, while he just stared at himself in the mirror. Next the teenage boy carefully applied
eyeliner, eyeliner was always important. Because he always needed to 'begin the day
looking beautiful'.

The petite brunet was indeed really pretty for a boy, it was ridiculous how people even
doubted his actual gender. The boy had a very beautiful face and his body shape was
very feminine. Of course, it was unusual for a male to have a broad pelvis, perfect
thighs, a thin waist and perfect butt checks. Damn, he put almost every girl at his
school to shame.

Sehun often told him he didn't have to necessarily glam himself up (he was just scared
somebody would try to pinch his boyfriend). Not like Baekhyun would listen anyway.

But unlike any other day, today was kinda different. Baekhyun unconsciously tried
even harder to pretty himself up. To be pretty as much as possible. It was strange and
he didn't even notice it himself.

Today was kinda different, though. He was going to be at Chanyeol's, he was going to
be in a room alone with Park Chanyeol. But why would he pretty himself that much up
for some guy who wasn't even his boyfriend.

Why would he want to impress the giant?

He quickly pushed that thought aside and tried to persuade himself he was actually
doing it for his blond boyfriend.

He just wanted to be pretty for Sehun, didn't he?

After taking a last look in the mirror, he was ready to start the day off.

When Baekhyun had entered the class room, everyone was already present and talking
to their mates until the teacher would access the room and start the period. As he set
out to his seat, the brunet found a folded paper on his desk. He curiously unfolded it
to read the handwritten note on the small paper.

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"5 p.m. xxxx, xxxx street section 1, building 24-2 see you there pretty boy ;) don't
make me eagerly waiting for you just because you think this perfect delicious ass of
yours can do anything it wants -xoxo Chanyeol"

Baekhyun started to frantically look around just to find a grinning tall handsome boy
beside his seat. He vigorously blushed and pinched himself to snap himself out of dirty
thoughts.

Was Park Chanyeol serious.

Oh, he was just joking, wasn't he? Luhan already told him how playful and flirty the
new boy was.

Even if Baekhyun tried to not make a big fuss about it, he couldn't help but wanting
to slap himself for drifting in his dirty thoughts like that. He couldn't help but imagine
Chanyeol running his rough long fingers up his...

Oh, now he really wanted to slap the fuck out of himself.

"Yes, I'm about to drive off to this school project partner of mine... Don't worry much,
baby"

Baekhyun was already at home and just changed his clothes into skinny ripped black
jeans (which where hugging his thighs perfectly) and a white pretty sweater he looked
very cute in while talking to his boyfriend on the phone.

"Alright, do your best! I'll hang up now. Love you Baekkie."

The brunet did his light brown hair when muttering a "Love you too" back. They ended
the call and now Baekhyun was thinking about the sequence at Chanyeol's later.

He was visiting his home and would behave like a mature boy, having his thoughts
only and alone on the project. A boy who was right in mind and aware of being already
taken.

Because he loved his boyfriend. He still wanted to keep their relationship. Sehun
deserved the world and he tried to be that world for him.

It wasn't like Chanyeol could get everyone crazy for him. Because Baekhyun would
prove him wrong this evening.

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The young brunet never thought he would be all of a jitter when standing in front the
entry door of the house he was supposed to visit. Just as he nervously nibbled on his
pink lips he looked around the area. The house Chanyeol was living in looked quite
fancy, you could tell his family was rich. Great, not only had he the looks and all the
ladies being head over heels for him, he was also quite wealthy.

When he pulled himself together he finally dared to ring the doorbell.

What he didn't expect, though, was a wet Chanyeol - wearing nothing but a
towel around his hips and hair dripping slightly - standing in front of him and looking
intensely into his brown orbs.

Chapter 4: An evening alone with Park Chanyeol

Baekhyun gulped harder than he should. He wanted to say Hello but the male didn't
want to risk what would get out of his mouth instead. He didn't want to embarrass
himself with making weird lewd sounds. He felt his body tensing up and found himself
starring at the taller's breathtaking body, even if he tried to keep his eyes away from
the now black haired guy in front of him.

Damn, was he fucking obvious.

So much for acting properly and uninterested. So much for acting like a taken boy who
had no eyes for other guys, huh?

Chanyeol smirked at the brunet's reaction. "Like what you see?"

Baekhyun slightly gasped, blushed even harder (if possible) and then unconsciously
bit his lips. "W-W-"

"Just kidding, come in. What are you waiting for?"

The petite brunet lightly nodded and entered the house, following Chanyeol through
the large floor. "Uhm... Where are your parents? I need to greet-" Baekhyun's first
words finally raised. "They're not at home till the next days. At some business trip or
whatever," Chanyeol simply answered.

So, they were completely alone. Great.

Chanyeol directed him to his room upstairs and told the little boy he'd get them some
snacks and drinks from the kitchen.

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Now that Baekhyun was alone in Chanyeol's room, he looked around the big room out
of sheer curiosity. The giant had a surprisingly decent and cozy room. As he sat down
on the king-sized bed, Chanyeol came in with a tablet of things he gathered
downstairs.

"Making yourself comfortable already, huh?"

Baekhyun quickly turned to the tall boy, flushed again and awkwardly stand up in a
quick way. "It's really fun teasing you. You're fucking adorable when you're getting
embarrassed," Chanyeol smirked even wider and watched the boy. He set down the
tablet on the desk and stepped closer to Baekhyun, until the shorter boy backtracks
to the bed, resting upon his arms behind him. He nervously looked up to the now-
clothed black haired boy, who was leaning down to Baekhyun. Chanyeol now wore
black sweatpants and a grey wifebeater which looked perfectly on his body. Damn he
looked so hot and-

No, this couldn't continue. He was in a relationship with Sehun, for fuck's sake! Didn't
Chanyeol already now he had a boyfriend?

Why was he still hitting on him?

Baekhyun tried to gather all his courage and to steady his breaths. "C-Can you just...
stop? Chanyeol I'm-"

The raven-haired boy said nothing in return and just flirtingly brushed the other's lips
with his thumbs, looking deep into the other's orbs.

Then he backed off and turned around, walking towards his desk.

"Get up, we have to start the work."

Baekhyun blinked twice. What was just happening?

Was he just playing? He does this with all the others too, right?

The brunet confusedly looked at Chanyeol's back and slowly got up from the bed,
following him to his desk. He took the seat next to him and couldn't stop side glancing
to the handsome boy next to him.

Baekhyun tried to distract himself and opened one of the books that were on the desk.
He could feel the other's intense stare, he knew the boy was already checking him up
the whole time. Although Baekhyun should talk for himself about that.

"So... how's your boyfriend in bed?"

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Well, of course Chanyeol knew Baekhyun had a boyfriend. How wouldn't he when he
just watched them making out the other day. But that wouldn't stop him though - no
- quite the opposite, it turned him on even more, it made him want the cute hot boy
even more.

Baekhyun dropped the page he was about to flip and stared with widened eyes at his
fingers. He felt his body getting incredible hotter and the blood immediately flushing
in his cheeks. His mouth was disabled from speaking, he wasn't able to move his
lips. Fuck.

"Ah, as I expected. You're still a virgin," Chanyeol smirked and licked his lips because
the thought of pounding into a untouched, very tight hole quickly sneaked into his
head. This gets even better. He liked the thought of deflowering the cute boy and
making him scream his name. He wanted to make him shamelessly moan over and
over again until he forgot his actual boyfriend's name.

"H-How-"

Chanyeol snapped out of his horny imaginations with the boy beside him. "Well,
actually I didn't need to ask, now when I think about it. You're acting like a fucking
virgin, you know that?"

"Even your body tells so," He turned his torso to Baekhyun, shifted the brunet's head
to him and looked straight into his eyes, his look trailing down to his spotless neck.
"Look at this flawless skin, damn. But you know, from what I've already heard around
the school just within a day, everyone wants to get you into bed. Fuck, do you even
know how many guys look at this damn sinful butt of yours when you're walking
through the school hall?" Chanyeol was also one of those 'guys' though.

Baekhyun gulped for the millionth time this evening. Chanyeol was undressing him
with his deep dark eyes. He felt himself getting hotter and needier. He wanted
Chanyeol to touch him.

Chanyeol looked at the petite boy, scanning his body from juicy thighs and beautiful
hips to his collar, feeling his mouth water when his look reached Baekhyun's milky
unexplored skin. He wanted to take this guy right here, where they were, he really
wanted to fuck him until the short boy had troubles to walk, until he couldn't walk at
all.

He wanted to take his innocence so bad.

Chanyeol took Baekhyun's whole hand into his own, pulling him out of the chair onto
his lap.

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Baekhyun mentally screeched at the sudden action, but then froze when he felt
something poke him, something down the taller's pants. "C-Chanyeol," he stuttered,
taking in the said boy's hungry stare.

He bit his lip when Chanyeol leaned forward to press his lips onto his neck, his mind
telling him to push him away, because damn, this was cheating. His thoughts got
completely vanished when he suddenly moaned as the taller sucked on a certain spot
right, which just had to be one of his sweet spots.

His mind turned foggy and all he wanted was that thing poking him, and Sehun was
totally forgotten.

"Chanyeol, just... take me already."

Chapter 5: Mindless

Chanyeol's smirk promptly widened at Baekhyun's surprising words. He let go of the

boy's neck, took Baekhyun by the cheeks and pressed his lips roughly on his, quickly
sliding his tongue in. The kiss deepened and was filled full of lust. Neither of them
wanted to end it.

This was wrong, but felt oh so good.

This was what Baekhyun wanted. This was what he truly needed.

And he knew it was already too late when he shamelessly moaned into the kiss and
unconsciously ran his fingers through Chanyeol's hair, to draw him even closer.
Chanyeol's rough hands were running down Baekhyun's sides, until they reached his
plump ass cheeks and squeezed them with his fingers. He could already feel the
brunet's raging boner against his abdomen and pressed Baekhyun's lower region even
closer to his body. Baekhyun's grip on his black hair tightened and was slightly
whimpering into the kiss and started to grind on Chanyeol's hard on, who groaned in
response. "Fuck, Baek- Don't make me lose my restraint."

He shivered when the black haired moved his hands up to underneath his shirt. And
he almost whined when Chanyeol pulled away from his now-bruised lips. Baekhyun
starred at him with pleading eyes and mouth lightly gaped. "Strip."

Chanyeol's deep voice was so attractive and sexy, it sounded so hoarse and the
demanding tone turned him on even more.

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Baekhyun obeyed him without hesitation and took of his white sweater in a sexy way,
revealing his torso and pink erected nipples to the handsome boy. "Fuck, you're so
hot" Chanyeol hungrily stared at the pink buds and started licking them one by one,
sucking them in between his lips. "Mhh...C-Chan-"

Another lewd moan escaped from his mouth.

Baekhyun felt so dirty and he fucking loved it.

Chanyeol abused his nipples, making Baekhyun going crazy and even more desperate
for him. He mewled when the tall boy left his buds and kissed up his body instead,
before kissing and sucking on his neck, leaving even more marks. "Your body is a
fucking sin, you know that?"

Baekhyun couldn't stop but move his own hips against Chanyeol's, needing some
rubbing down there. "C-Chan...yeol, I-I want you inside me so bad... please..."

Chanyeol was incredibly turned on, he just wanted to take the boy without preparation
and straightaway on his desk. But he had to control himself, knowing this was
Baekhyun's first time having sex.

Maybe one day he would take him without preparation. Maybe one day when the little
boy already got sexed up, maybe then he would take his dick raw.

Chanyeol looked up, meeting Baekhyun's lustful gaze. Fuck, he looked so damn
fuckable. Chanyeol couldn't help but kiss him full on the lips, then backing away just
to study the petite brunet's face again. Oh, how he wanted to mess up this boy's
perfect and innocent-looking face.

"Get in my bed, beautiful. You need to get prepared well. It won't be easy to shove
my thick cock up your tight virgin ass."

Baekhyun's inner cavern dried up at Chanyeol's words and quickly got up to lay himself
down the player's large bed as said boy pried a bottle of lube which was in one of the
drawer. He took off his top and dropped it down the floor before settling himself
between Baekhyun's spreading legs. The brunet watched him and felt his mouth water
at the sight.

Chanyeol seductively hovered over the little brunet, without warning, undid
Baekhyun's tight jeans and pulled his boxers along with it, revealing Baekhyun's
already throbbing hard on. "Already leaking for me, huh?" He grinned at the view.

Chanyeol frowned when a phone kept ringing, Baekhyun didn't seem to notice from all
the heat. Chanyeol grabbed the phone and looked at the name. It was Baekhyun's
phone which read "Sehunnie my boyfriend <3". Chanyeol rejected the call, put it on
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the bed stand, was ignoring it for now. He directed his attention to the hot wriggly boy
on his bed again, who was already desperately waiting for getting fucked his brains
out.

They both felt like they were in a trance, everything moved on well after that. Chanyeol
was painfully aroused by the shameless moans Baekhyun made while he pushed in a
lubed finger into his pink hole. It was an intense feeling he got at the feeling something
filling him up, but when the second finger went in soon after, Baekhyun was gasping
and breathing heavily. Chanyeol scissored his fingers and slowly after even pushed a
third digit in. It got Baekhyun arching his back, his thighs quivering from the incredibly
pleasing feeling.

Chanyeol let him forget about everything. His mind was totally blank as the giant
pleased him so well. He let him forget about his Sehun.

It was like the only name he knew was Chanyeol's. Chanyeol and Chanyeol alone.

"Chanyeol, I... nhhg... want to feel your big thing in me... F-Fuck me please..."
Baekhyun looked at him through half opened lids, his lips slightly apart.

And that was the moment Chanyeol couldn't control himself, that was the moment
patience was completely gone. Never ever in his life did he feel so aroused. Chanyeol
drew his slicked fingers out the prepared hole and pulled down his sweatpants
straightaway.

Baekhyun gulped at the size and felt his hole unclenching for wanting to get filled up so
bad.

"I'll fuck you baby. I'll fuck you good. Don't worry, soon you will scream and cry my
name like the little naughty slut you are," Chanyeol said onto his collar. He parted
Baekhyun's thick butt cheeks and positioned the head of his length against the other's
well stretched, lubed hole, making him crazy and even more desperate for his cock.
Without warning him he began pushing in.

Baekhyun let out a long, drawn out moan and almost screeched as Chanyeol pushed
himself inch by inch in. He gripped the wooden bed frame and threw back his head,
taking in the sensations of being penetrated. The light pain he felt first vanished really
quick and got replaced by inexpressible pleasure.

"You're sucking me in so well Baek- fuck," Chanyeol whispered deeply into his ears as
he held him by his thin waist.

When he was completely in him, it just felt glorious. Baekhyun felt every inch, every
fold and every vein. The tall raven haired started moving - thrusting and pounding into

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Baekhyun. "You feel so good baby, fuck, so tight," Chanyeol let out a deep groan, his
face expressing the pleasure he was feeling. Baekhyun buried his face in Chanyeol's
neck, wrapping his arms around the boy's nape, moaning really loud because of all the
pleasure he received with each thrust. He was an absolutely moaning mess right now.
"I feel so full, C-Channie... so good," Baekhyun's voice sounded very shaky.

The little boy was indeed really loud. Damn, they were so lucky nobody was at home.

"Mmm y-your big cock feels so good and hot Channie ahhh~ Harder," Baekhyun
moaned loudly while moving his ass to meet Chanyeol's thrusts. So eager.

He'd needed this in his life and, to be honest, he didn't want this to be the only time
being filled with Chanyeol's thick cock. He needed to get thoroughly fucked.

Baekhyun's phone rang once again and Chanyeol was very pissed at getting disturbed
while having the best fuck of his life. He lifted the brunet's legs higher and started
fucking him faster with deep thrusts, feeling incredibly good from the warmth and
tightness. Baekhyun was being very loud when Chanyeol grabbed Baekhyun's phone
to answer, then passed it to the sweaty hot-blooded boy beneath him.

Baekhyun couldn't think properly and just took the phone without looking at the caller
id. "Ah-Ahhhnngh...! H-Hello?" Chanyeol smirked evilly and pounded even
harder, deeper into Baekhyun, who lewdly moaned in a high-pitched tone in return.

"B-Baekhyun?"

Sehun.

Chapter 6: The indecent truth

It was like Baekhyun recovered his senses from hearing his boyfriend's voice. He was
deep in shit and he knew it. This was awfully wrong and he knew it.

"H-Hello Se-Sehunnie~" Baekhyun took in a deep and shaky breath as he felt Chanyeol
kiss alongside his already abused neck.

"Baekhyun, are you actually alright? Are you feeling fine?" Sehun sounded very
insecure.

"Hell yes, ahh I mean no, NO! I-I just bumped into the edge of the table, doo~n't
worry!" It took the brunet everything to control his moans and keep his noises down

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when Chanyeol began sucking on his soft spot. Why in the world did god even decide
to make him so noisy and whiny in bed?

This was so dirty. This was so damn dangerous and risky. He was just talking to his
boyfriend through the phone while getting fucked by another guy. Well, by another
hot - irresistible - guy.

As much as he tried, he couldn't help but moan as Chanyeol reached even deeper than
he imagined. The evil smirk on Chanyeol's handsome face telling him that he was
doing this totally on purpose and Baekhyun almost wanted to kill him.

"Baekhyun, how can I not worry about it when you're practically crying and
groaning..."

"I-I will talk... to you later, I-" Baekhyun tried hard attempting to explain, he didn't
want to get branded as the whore who cheated on his boyfriend with a guy he met
one day ago.

The short teenager couldn't finish his sentence because a certain boy just decided to
whip the phone out of his hand.

Baekhyun gasped at the realization and pleaded him with his eyes to not fuck the call
up.

"I will take care of him, don't worry dude, your little boyfriend will get his gratification.
It's not nice disturbing him while studyingthough, so..."

"What do you mean by gratificati-"

The tall player didn't let the other boy finish and hung up as he muttered
how selfish and dumb Sehun actually was. After he set the disruptive phone aside he
grasped the petite brunet by his thin waist.

Baekhyun moaned Chanyeol's name loudly, his back arching and head throwing back
as the taller fucked him senseless, hitting his prostate dead on. Baekhyun arched his
back, never experienced such an incredible good feeling and cried out, begging the
giant to move faster. He buried his trembling hands in Chanyeol's black hair and pulled
him down, forcing their lips together in a sloppy kiss.

"You're so hot... I could fuck you all day," the male pulled away to get a look of the
submissive boy beneath him. Chanyeol really enjoyed the messed-up view of the
innocent brunet. Well, scratch innocent.

He held a grip of Baekhyun's throbbing, leaking member and started stroking him,
teasing his pink swollen head and pleasing him even more.

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"Ch-Chanyeol~ I'm- I'm cumming"

Chanyeol felt the heat pooling in his stomach, knowing he wasn't going to last long
either.

Baekhyun came with thick ropes of cum in Chanyeol's hands, dirtying his own and
Chanyeol's stomach, while moaning the giant's name all over and over again. That
was when Chanyeol couldn't hold himself back anymore and followed soon after, filling
Baekhyun up with his hot semen. He rode out his orgasm for a few more thrusts before
he pulled out his glistening wet cock, staring at how a bit of his cum seeped out of
Baekhyun's abused ass. God, that was totally hot and he was so proud of his work.

"Fuck, you're by far the best fuck I've ever had," Chanyeol crashed their lips once
more, never getting enough of the boy's pink tasty lips.

Baekhyun looked wrecked and worn out, trying to catch his breath. He blushed at
Chanyeol's words and got embarrassed but still felt happiness. Because this was his
first time and he actually was pretty scared of not being good enough or messing
things up.

"You know, you must be really slutty if this was actually your first time," Chanyeol
grinned and collapsed next to Baekhyun. He drew the brunet closer and placed his
arms around him, looking at the white ceiling.

The player usually didn't do this to his flings. He never showed affection. After he
fucked them, he urged his flings to leave, never caring for them.

But with Baekhyun it was quite different. He could never explain his actions. Maybe he
found a softness for the petite brunet. Right?

"Ch-Chanyeol, I-I can feel your cum dripping out of my ass... it feels amazing being
filled up with your hot cum... I want to feel that more often," Baekhyun couldn't believe
the words that were leaving his lips. Chanyeol surely was right about his slutty
personality.

"Fuck, Baek... Don't make me call a round two."

Baekhyun giggled and cling tighter to the other male, sighing happily.

Until Sehun popped up in his head.

"Yeol... I-I have a boyfriend... I- Sehun..."

Baekhyun couldn't help but break the comfortable silence. He couldn't even speak
properly after realizing the situation he was in. He didn't want to believe what he just
did to Sehun.
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"So? We already had sex. There's no way out, you already cheated on him. What
makes you stop doing it again? I can give you everything you need. I can satisfy you.
I'm the only one who will be able to please your slutty needs. That stupid boyfriend of
yours is useless."

Baekhyun gulped. Maybe Chanyeol was right?

He would be lying if he said he didn't want this.

"Besides... He doesn't need to know... This could be our little secret,"

Chanyeol was indeed right.

Chapter 7: Caught in pleasure

Before Baekhyun was about to leave because - damn how did it get so late all of a
sudden? - Chanyeol offered him to take a shower. He'd tag along, but he would never
be able to control himself from not fucking him to another round against the wall.
Chanyeol actually knew the little brunet's just-deflowered ass needed some rest.

After Baekhyun had finished and got in his clothes, he came back to Chanyeol's room
to pack up and go home. There was still the scent of sex lingering in the air when he
entered the room.

He found Chanyeol sitting on one of the chairs and watching him packing up his things.
The giant couldn't help but check the short male out, his eyes lingering on his indeed
nice ass and hips. The black skinny jeans he was wearing were hugging his legs ever
so deliciously, showing of his thick thighs. Chanyeol had the urge to take him again
but he had to stick to his words. He'd just wait till tomorrow.

But that didn't mean, though, he couldn't play around with the hot petite boy at all.

Baekhyun noticed the other male getting up and approaching him from behind. "You
know..." Chanyeol huskily whispered into his ears. He then turned the brunet to
himself, grasping his thighs and lifting him up, letting the boy cling to his waist. "Ever
since the first day I laid my eyes on you in class, I decided to fuck you," Baekhyun
had his arms and legs wrapped around the taller as Chanyeol pushed him onto the
desk, kneading the other's perky butt and hearing a moan slipping out of Baekhyun's
mouth. "And I knew I already won when I noticed you were lusting for me throughout
the day," Chanyeol attacked his already covered with hickeys neck and sucked on his
sweet spot straightaway, making Baekhyun crazy, and mess him up all over again.
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He then stopped to look up to Baekhyun with half lidded eyes, eyes that were filled
with nothing butlust. "I knew you were afraid of stepping out on your boyfriend, when
I caught you permanently staring at me while innocently making out with that guy.
But let me tell you, that it made me want you even more" Chanyeol crashed his lips
on Baekhyun's without hesitation. It was hard to not immediately undress each other
when Chanyeol's tongue was licking every inch inside Baekhyun's mouth.

"Ch-Chanyeol..." Baekhyun moaned into the hot steady kiss. Chanyeol's hands were
running up and down Baekhyun's sides before they reached Baekhyun's crotch.
"Getting excited already, huh?" he whispered in a low tone.

Chanyeol began to massage him but then quickly backed away. Baekhyun whined at
the taller's sudden action and pleaded him with his eyes for more.

"Chanyeol... I-I need your touch, I need it! Touch me... Please..."

Chanyeol just pecked him on the lips and pulled him out of the desk. "Baby, you need
some rest. You should know I won't stop once I'm in," he then patted him on his ass
"Plus, I still want you to be able to walk tomorrow. I promise I'll fuck you multiple
rounds when your body gets used to it,"

Baekhyun blushed and felt embarrassed, realizing again how needy he might sounded.
He lightly nodded and the taller accompanied him to the entry door. Chanyeol noticed
it was already late and dark outside, he couldn't let the brunet walk around at a time
like that. "I'll drive you home, without doubt," he sternly decided, Baekhyun wanted
to refuse but was shushed when the giant said else he wouldn't let him go home at
all.

They got in a big fancy car, making Baekhyun realizing again the taller lived a very
wealthy life. The drive was comfortable and Baekhyun kept slandering his eyes to the
male beside him. Even when he was driving he looked so illegally hot.

The thought the giant would ditch him after having enough of him was still occurring
in his mind, though. Even worse, when Sehun would ever find out about their hookup,
the brunet would be completely ruined. He'd have nobody. Well, what else should he
except from cheating on his faithful boyfriend with a flirtatious player?

"Hey,"

Chanyeol's voice snapped him out of his deep thoughts. The car had stopped when the
traffic light flashed red. Chanyeol noticed the boy being absent in his thoughts,
assuming it was because of the guilty feeling he still had.

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He didn't know what else to do than pulling him by his neck, drawing him closer to
him and connecting their lips.

Baekhyun moaned quietly when Chanyeol sucked on his tongue, before the player
pulled away, leaving him breathless and hungry for more.

His thoughts from before were completely vanished. Again.

They drove on when the traffic light was on green. Baekhyun couldn't even
remember when they reached his home. Everything went quick, it was like he was still
in a trance.

Oh well, the things Park Chanyeol was capable of.

"Get off the car, beauty. As much as I want to keep you here, your parents are
probably already worrying about you,"

After Baekhyun managed to step off the car, Chanyeol escorted him to the front door.
Before he let the brunet ring the doorbell he clutched him by his waist, pulling him to
himself. He leaned down to kiss the other's sweet lips once more. "You're so beautiful
and hard to resist...I won't let go of you that easily, keep that in mind."

That one kiss wasn't enough, though. It was never for the both of them.

Chanyeol immediately leaned down once more, ravishing the brunet's lips again in an
instantly deepened kiss. Damn, he was already so addicted.

Baekhyun tightly grabbed the giant's black hair, as he kissed him roughly. He quickly
pushed the other away just to draw him back for more intense kisses.

"I think you should rather leave before I will do something to you that will cause you
to not walk tomorrow," Chanyeol smirked.

Both were heavenly breathing. Chanyeol opened his eyes to see Baekhyun staring
back at him with hungry eyes.

"But maybe I want you to,"

And that was when he completely lost his restraint.

He lifted the brunet by his thighs, who quickly wrapped them around the taller's waist,
bringing their lips together in a wet sloppy kiss. They forgot where they actually were
and lost their minds, the only thought being how bad they wanted the other one.
Before Chanyeol got to push the brunet against the wall next to the door, a female
voice raised and they both turned their eyes to the source of the voice.

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"Baekhyun, what the hell are you doing there? Who's that guy?! Weren't you just
holding hands with Sehun this morning?!"

"Mom, I-I... I can explain! It- It's not what it looks like, well... it is, but..."

For fuck's sake, how was he even supposed to explain anything at all?

Chapter 8: The next morning

Then the realization hit Baekhyun. He cursed to himself as he faced the fact he was
still wrapped around Chanyeol. As the brunet jumped off the latter to talk to his mother
properly, Chanyeol was quicker to move.

The raven haired male turned to the women in front of them and bowed ninety degree.
"I'm Park Chanyeol. I'm sorry we had to meet in a way like this, Mrs. Byun," he then
looked up to the lady "I shouldn't have escorted him all the way to the front door. It's
just, I really wanted to make sure he would make it home safely,"

Baekhyun lightly blushed at Chanyeol's words. It was quite surprising how polite the
giant could turn. He wasn't sure, though, if the giant was true about his caring words.
"I'm truly sorry for the outrageous sight... you had to face," the taller continued.

Mrs. Byun gaze was unclear to read. She blandly looked at Chanyeol, having no
reaction.

Her eyes eventually turned to Baekhyun. The naughty couple in front of her
looked messy. Their hair stuck up in all directions and not to mention their flushed
faces and bruised lips. "Mom... I..."

"Did you and Sehun break up? I'm sure you were still together this morning. I can't
believe you're the type of person to fling yourself at some other guy after recently
breaking up-"

"We're still together."

Her mouth instantly gaped open at her son's answer. "Wh-What... You're cheating?!"
She frowned and switched her look to Chanyeol. "This guy seriously made you cheat
on your boyfriend? On someone like Sehun? Jesus Christ, Baekhyun! Doesn't your
relationship mean anything to you!?"

"Mom! Please! I know it was wrong. I know. I still love Sehun. I still love him, it's
just..."
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Chanyeol knew he'd better leave now. Baekhyun's mother was probably fond of Sehun.
He could tell his mother was deeply disappointed by Baekhyun's actions.

Baekhyun looked at the male beside him. His scared and hopeless eyes only confirming
him he should leave now for good.

"I'm sorry," the giant calmly said. "I shouldn't hit on him. It's not his fault. I'm the one
who manipulated him into doing those... inappropriate things with me," he bowed once
again, giving Baekhyun a glance before he turned to the other direction, leaving the
two Byuns.

They didn't exchange any words that night.

It was a new day, a day that was supposed to be like any other day. But the weird
feeling in Baekhyun's abdomen told him it clearly wasn't.

Baekhyun slowly approached the school gates. Usually his boyfriend would fetch him
and they would head together to school, but today the blond had texted him he had
to do some shopping for his mother at the bakery.

The brunet couldn't walk properly at all. He unwittingly swayed his hips and limped a
little bit, even though he was trying hard to behave ordinary. He would make excuses
if anyone noticed, though.

He saw a blond waiting at the school gates, a certain blond he was scared to approach
after what happened the day before. Today was quite a torture. Everything was a
torture for the short male, not forgetting also the pain in his arse.

Not to mention Baekhyun was covered in plenty of hickeys. Chanyeol surely wasn't
going easy at him at all. It was hard to hide the large dark marks with make-up. He
hoped nobody would comment on them.

As he walked towards the gate, his vision of his boyfriend, who seemed like waiting
for him, became clearer and clearer. Also his fear grew bigger and bigger.

"Baekkie!" Sehun approached the boy, giving Baekhyun a clueless smile and the petite
brunet immediately felt guilty. He felt guilty as heck for cheating on this boy who didn't
deserve anything bad at all. Baekhyun looked up to the boy, awkwardly returning the
smile. He was so obvious and he knew he had to stop to avoid any questions. So, he

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stood on tip-toe, wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and gave him a peck as a
greeting.

"Hey~ I missed you," the shorter male said.

Sehun smiled in return and pecked him on his lips once more. For him, everything was
fine and fluffy. Like any other day. He didn't notice the latter kept his eyes close the
whole time, though.

For Baekhyun, everything was forced intimacy. Nothing was the same. Every kiss felt
like kissing Chanyeol. Every touch seemed like touching the giant.

He then decided to open his eyes, meeting brown orbs which were looking straight
into his eyes.

And he remembered this was the guy he actually fell in love.

This was the guy he still loved, even though he struggled right now.

Well, how could he not after recently losing his virginity not to his boyfriend but to a
guy he didn't even know?

He tightly held Sehun's hands as they entered the school hall, before taking his leave
to his classroom. Sehun didn't ask about yesterday, which Baekhyun was glad about.
He also didn't ask why Baekhyun was walking differently not to mention about the
marks on his pale neck.

When he made it to his class, he found Chanyeol sitting in the seat next to his.
Chanyeol noticed Baekhyun walking funny as he set out for his seat, making the taller
smirk because he was the cause. Baekhyun avoided every contact to the other boy.
He couldn't manage to look at Chanyeol, not after what happened yesterday.

They got caught by his mother which was so fucking embarrassing for Baekhyun.

"What? You fucked the Byun kid?!"

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Kris, who was just tipping on his mobile while Chanyeol told him about the amazing
sex yesterday, instantly stopped every movement he did.

Kris and Chanyeol were good buds because of their family's ties. Actually, Kris was the
one who convinced the player to transfer to their school.

He looked at Chanyeol, totally startled by what the boy just told him. "So, what?"
Chanyeol knew Baekhyun was highly coveted, but for him the boy seemed pretty easy
to get in bed.

"You're telling me you, who's just on his third day on this school, got to fuck that
untouchable kid? The kid who's actually impossible to get in bed? You just got to
experience the dream of like almost every guy on this school," Kris slightly pushed
Chanyeol by his shoulders. "Dude, even I want to fuck him!"

Chanyeol smirked at Kris' words. It only increased his pride and ego.

"I'd never have thought he would open his ass for someone other than his boyfriend.
Who'd know he was a cheating slut after all,"

"It was his first time, though. But even so he seemed pretty eager-"

Kris gasped at the other boy "No way! He was a virgin?! That boyfriend of him must
be fucking stupid,"

"That's what I told him too,"

"So, how was he?"

Chanyeol took a sip of his drink, swaying his look through the cafeteria, smirking when
his look met the Byun kid. "Amazing. Actually, the best fuck I ever had,"

"I'm envious, dude. You're some lucky guy. Care to share? Maybe you can convince
him to a threes-"

"Shut up, Kris, you know I don't like to share."

Baekhyun looked up, noticing someone starring at him. He quickly stiffened when he
met Chanyeol's eyes, taking in the other's slightly lustful stare, which abruptly
reminded him of what happened yesterday.

He felt himself getting excited again. It was quite a shame how he got hot and all lusty
just from looking at Chanyeol.

And it didn't take him long to read the other's mind.

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"Se-Sehun, I forgot I had to talk to a teacher in lunch time. I gotta go, s-see you,
alright?" he stood up from his seat, impatiently waiting for the latter's answer, so he
could go off.

"Alright, just come back when you're done, sweety,"

Baekhyun quickly walked off the lunch room. Chanyeol eyed the couple, slowly rising
up from his seat. Kris watched the scene, understanding the situation
straightaway. "Don't wait for me. Gotta satisfy someone's needs," Chanyeol couldn't
help but grin the whole time, aware of the fact that he just got Baekhyun all needy
again.

He left a gaping and quite envying Kris, following Baekhyun to an empty storage room.
After closing the door, Chanyeol couldn't wait anymore. He abruptly grasped the short
boy and roughly crashed their lips, forgetting to lock the room.

"I missed you, I missed your thick cock inside me," Baekhyun moaned into the wet
kiss. Chanyeol instantly grinned at the other's words.

Here they were again, completely lost in lust, in their own world.

And Chanyeol erasing Sehun from Baekhyun's mind again.

Chapter 9: Behind doors

Baekhyun tried to keep his moans down as Chanyeol relentlessly pounded into his pink
abused hole. Chanyeol forgot to lock the room and didn't care about doing it anymore.
They were both at the risk of getting caught at any time.

That didn't matter to Chanyeol, though. Actually, the thought of getting caught while
fucking Byun Baekhyun turned him on so much more, maybe that's why he went
rougher with the brunet than yesterday.

For Baekhyun, though, it did matter. Unlike Chanyeol, he had a fucking boyfriend
waiting for him in the cafeteria, because he'd told him he forgot he had to talk to some
teacher, just to get fucked in a storage room by another guy.

Well, Chanyeol actually wasn't just another guy. He was the only guy who could
arouse the Byun at any time of the day.

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Chanyeol placed kisses on Baekhyun's neck and collar, whispering You're
mine between the kisses and then sucking a spot he knew was the smaller's
weakness. "Only mine,"

Baekhyun groaned as the giant left a few purple marks on his skin and thrusted faster
and deeper into the short male, pushing him rougher against the wall. Baekhyun clung
tighter to Chanyeol, having his arms wrapped around the player's neck and gave him
a better access to his neck.

Chanyeol gripped Baekhyun's thin waist as he pounded harder into him, until he carried
the boy to the table next to them. He pulled out his member and before the brunet
could protest, he changed the position by flipping the latter over, having a good view
of the other's perky ass. He pushed back in and watched his cock sliding in and out
Baekhyun's hole. "You suck in my cock so well... Like it's something you do every day."

Then he grasped the boy's butt and squeezed the plump flesh. "And you have such an
amazing ass..." Baekhyun whined under the giant's touch, whispering more, feeling
his own throbbing cock already leaking as he tightly held on the edge of the table.
Chanyeol leaned in as he picked up the pace, hitting Baekhyun's prostate dead on. "I
really pity your boyfriend... He really misses out this hot view,"

Baekhyun couldn't help but instantly cum from all the overwhelming pleasure he got.
He dirtied the table and not much after, he felt Chanyeol's hot semen spurting inside
his clenching butt hole. Baekhyun lewdly moaned and mentally prayed nobody heard
that sound. Chanyeol smirked as he took out his member, watching his cum leaking
out of Baekhyun's pink worn-out hole.

They cleaned themselves and the table up and adjusted their clothes. They decided to
separately leave the room, so nobody would become suspicious. Baekhyun wrapped
his arms around Chanyeol and pulled him down to passionately kiss his lips one more
time.

"Bye."

"See you later, babe!"

Baekhyun smiled before he left the room first. As he got out, he took a look around,
before he noticed a tall, and somehow-fierce-looking guy leaning on the wall next to
the storage room. He looked similar at first and then he immediately remarked him as
Chanyeol's friend. And he started panicking because of the possibility someone
actually had heard his noises.

Baekhyun abruptly went off, before the other could notice his blushed face. The brunet
knew the guy was just checking him out with that intense stare of his.
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He was silently embarrassed but tried to push everything aside as he wended his way
to Sehun.

The tall male grinned as he realized the cute brunet was slightly limping.

"The fuck are you doing here?"

"I still can't believe... that thing between you and Byun Baekhyun."

Chanyeol let out an annoyed sigh. "So, you were really eavesdropping? Never thought
you've sunk so low, Kris."

Kris shrugged it off as they walked around the school hallway. "But what's with that
one fuck and then dropping them off rule of yours?"

"Well, Kris. Have you actually seen him? Would you drop him off?"

"Dude, never, I mean... I just saw him slightly limping because he'd been about to
leave for his little boyfriend, and damn, he looks even hotter after having sex! People
already speculated he was loud in bed, and see, I'm fucking wondering how people
can still calmly walk past this room. Dude, I had to really control myself from not
interrupting you guys because the image of the Byun kid getting fucked made me hard
alone!"

Chanyeol smirked before his friend decided to bombard him with questions about
Baekhyun again. He'd never known the boy was practically obsessed with Baekhyun.
"So, how long do you plan to keep him?"

Chanyeol wasn't really certain about what he should answer. To be honest, he didn't
know the answer himself. His mind was a mess when it came to Baekhyun, which was
something pretty rare, actually. He knew for sure, though, that the cute male was
indeed something special.

"You're not going to get him, idiot."

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Baekhyun found his boyfriend still sitting in the same seat he left him. Not alone,
though. He talked to an angelic-looking boy, who took the seat in front of him. As
Baekhyun slowly approached them he quickly noticed the boy as his friend Luhan.

It was hard to go back and talk to Sehun like usual after he just had sex behind the
latter's back. Baekhyun knew he was tangled in an unforgivable situation, but that's
exactly why he had to keep his secret with Chanyeol at all cost.

"Ah, Baek, you're back!" Luhan called the brunet as he saw him approaching them.
"You kinda look like a mess, though..."

Baekhyun felt Sehun's stare on him while Luhan made the note, and he quickly felt
much more nervous. "I-I was in a rush, uh, I forgot I left my sportswear in one of the
locker rooms, and I didn't want Sehunnie waiting for me too long," the brunet slightly
blushed and faked a giggle along with it.

"Come here, sweety, you didn't have to hurry," Sehun warmly smiled at his boyfriend
who was still standing on his feet. After Baekhyun slid next to him, Sehun pressed a
kiss on the other's lips, in an attempt to ease the male. But the elder just stiffened
more in return.

"Is something wro-"

"Sehoona, you wanted to tell me what happened to your dog after you mistakenly
brought him to a hospital!"

Baekhyun knew what the boy was about to say and he silently thanked Luhan who
was unintentionally cutting him off.

He didn't notice, though, that the deer boy intentionally took the seat after he saw
Baekhyun leaving Sehun.

And that he had to look away every time the couple intended a kiss.

Chapter 10: Addicted

Four weeks passed since Baekhyun lost his virginity to Chanyeol, the school's biggest,
admittedly hottest, playboy.

Four weeks of occasional sex in empty classrooms, storage rooms, locker rooms,
whatever public room they thought was safe enough.

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Believe it or not, Baekhyun wanted to quit after one week because he couldn't endure
the harsh feeling of guiltiness anymore. Everything was tearing him down more and
more, everything wrecked his mind evermore. There was this voice speaking in his
head, urging him to confront Chanyeol about it, but after he wanted to implement his
choice, telling the giant he thought it would be better for the two of them to forget the
fling and move on with their own lives, it was already too late.

Because he was already too deep in shit.

He had already been trapped in Chanyeol's web long ago.

He was sex-obsessed. Addicted. There was no day he had enough of Chanyeol. There
was no day he could go without having Chanyeol inside him. And the giant just spoiled
Baekhyun. He gave him everything he needed.

That wasn't the worst part, though.

Feelings for the giant had already begun to develop, and Baekhyun was
utterly scared of it, and too blind to actually believe it.

He wanted to believe it was plainly lust. He wanted to believe it was just sex. No strings
attached.

He wanted to.

It was always the same. After they both reached their climax and the taller male was
about to zip up his jeans, Baekhyun wanted to stop him, telling him to stay with
him. But it was always the same at the end.

He wanted Chanyeol's time, he wanted to know the giant better. To hang out with him.

And he knew he wasn't supposed to feel like that. Because he wholeheartedly loved
Sehun, he loved him with everything he had. At least that's what he thought.

He knew what he did was unforgivable, the guiltiness in his abdomen never ever left.
It dragged him to a point where he would throw up. At least that's what he thought.

But he finally got what he wanted, Chanyeol could give him everything Sehun couldn't.

He gave him feelings Sehun couldn't.

And it was needless to say that he couldn't even look properly into his boyfriend's
chaste eyes. How was he supposes to even behave like nothing happened when he
secretly got fucked his brains by Sehun's own team mate?

Oh, and yes, they were team mates.

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Actually, Sehun hated the player's guts. He always told Baekhyun how cocky and
haughty Chanyeol was, that the guy only played for a few weeks and already
accomplished to throw Sehun off the throne. And it was kind of ironic how Baekhyun
just got fucked by this disliked team mate of Sehun.

He felt like a cheating whore, and yes, it was even freaking hard to intend a kiss.

It was hard to kiss Sehun.

And it was weird.

The locker room was filled with nothing but the sound of skin slapping, tangled tongues
and the heavy scent of lust and sex.

Chanyeol gripped Baekhyun's hips who had his arms wrapped around him and rode
him as if his life depended on it. The raven-haired male thrusted in and out, each
thrust getting rougher and faster.

Today he had the urge to fuck the other boy harsher and better after the latter
intended to arouse him so bad. Baekhyun had surprised him in the empty locker room.
Once everyone left he decided to sneak in and seduce Chanyeol in wearing nothing but
the taller's 61 jersey. It looked pretty oversized and loosely on Baekhyun; the jersey
stopped at his thighs and the sight of his exposed milky thighs was enough to instantly
turn on the giant.

And that wasn't even the last part. After a hot make out session and a blowjob with
the brunet deep-throating him, today was sure one of Chanyeol's lucky days.

"I love your big cock inside me, Yeol... I can't live without being filled with it."

Chanyeol's hand grabbed the back of Baekhyun's neck, pulling him closer and forcing
their lips to press together as the petite brunet rode him on one of the benches. The
player started to suck on Baekhyun's bottom lip, making him moan into the kiss.

Baekhyun's head flung back and he moaned even loader, screamed in pleasure, as
Chanyeol hit his prostate over and over.

"Aww, after weeks of sex you got so slutty. Who would believe you were just a virgin
when I first met you. Now look at yourself, all messed up and putting porn stars into

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shame with those sinful moans of yours," Chanyeol huskily said onto his collar before
he began kissing and sucking on the spot.

Baekhyun just moaned Yeses, More's and Harder's in return, his eyes tightly shut from
all the stunning pleasure he received. He was sweating and felt all dizzy because of
the rough pounding into his tight hole.

"If your dense boyfriend only knew about your true self. When will you stop acting
innocent and all fluffy in front of that douche? Ah, if Sehun only knew his slut of a
boyfriend spreads his legs for the team mate he hates and jealously despises, like
practically every fucking day."

"How interesting it would be when he walked in now," he continued and hit the brunet's
prostate dead on, smirking at the Baekhyun's reaction. He was kind of displeased with
the fact Baekhyun was still with that Sehun. He discreetly wished the brunet's
boyfriend would look for Baekhyun and then step in, seeing Chanyeol fucking his little
boyfriend in front of him. "When will you leave him already? He will never give you
what you truly need. You chose the wrong partner, Baek."

Baekhyun whined at Chanyeol's words, only bouncing harder and faster on the taller's
dick. "Ch-Chan-yeol... Deeper, ahh never stop-"

Chanyeol abruptly pulled out and quickly changed the position, pushing the brunet
onto the bench, hovering over him and slamming back in. He continued to slam deeper
and faster, accepting all the requests. "Who do you belong to?"

"I-I-m yours," Baekhyun whispered, his quivering thighs and arms wrapped around
Chanyeol.

"What?"

Chanyeol started to hit Baekhyun's sweet spot each time he rocked his hips forward,
abusing the other's prostate all over again.

"Ahhhh!!!~ I'm all yours, yours and only yours! You're everything I need..."

And with that they both came in unison with thick ropes of cum. Chanyeol filled him
with his warm, thick liquid of cum, groaning and moaning the short male's name. The
hot semen spreading inside him, Chanyeol pulled out watching his own cum leaking
out of Baekhyun's abused hole. The giant brought his fingers down to his entrance and
pushed in his index finger. He felt all of his cum and tried to push in some of them that
were leaking. Baekhyun could only groan at the feeling, still chanting Chanyeol's name.

"You have no idea how hot this looks," Chanyeol always was fascinated by the sight.

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Before they were up to clean up, Chanyeol couldn't restrain himself from taking a
picture of Baekhyun in his jersey and his all dirtied up and still gaping hole, which was
still leaking out with the player's cum.

The small brunet wasn't entirely comfortable with the Chanyeol's actions, but he
somehow knew the other male would only use it for his own privacy.

They shared one more kiss - they often tended to passionately kiss after sex. A
passionate kiss that was filled not only with lust but also with sweetness and
tenderness.

But they were too lost in each other to realize that they were not quite alone.

That someone was secretly watching and filming everything.

'Indeed, Chanyeol. If Sehun only knew his slut of a boyfriend spreads his legs for Park
Chanyeol almost every day. Who'd think that of Byun Baekhyun anyway?'

Chapter 11: Discoveries

Luhan mischievously smirked to himself as he turned off his phone, assuming he had
enough material as proof. He had already suspected the oblivious couple in front of
him, he knew there was something wrong all along. Because they weren't completely
good at hiding things, and it was quite strange how nobody had noticed.

Baekhyun would always limp after being gone for twenty minutes, he would always
come back with a flushed face, partly messy hair and smudgy eyeliner.

It was also obvious that he and Sehun weren't the couple they had been before
anymore. Luhan often hanged up with the couple - and he often noticed Baekhyun's
awkwardness.

And Sehun surely didn't deserve any of this. He was supposed to be treasured, to get
faithful love, to get the most perfect partner.

Luhan treasured him, wanted to give his faithful love, wanted to be that perfect
partner.

He was madly in love with the younger.

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And there was this voice speaking at the very back of his head, the voice that was
actually thankful that Baekhyun wasn't that person. That god decided to be with
Luhan.

As much as Luhan appreciated Baekhyun as a friend, as much as it hurt to betray him.

Sehun needed to get enlightened.

After Luhan had finally taken his left, and the couple was completely alone for now,
they began to clean up as Baekhyun suddenly felt like vomiting. No, not again. Not
now! Just keep it down.

"Chanyeol," Baekhyun tried to swallow, so he could keep it down. "I-I feel-"

The brunet was shaking and the giant noticed the boy's afraid mien.

Baekhyun quickly rose and sprinted to the bathroom which was fortunately connected
to the locker room. He fell to his knees at the toilet and before he could hold it in any
longer started throwing up. The sound of gagging instantly alarmed
Chanyeol, getting him scared and worried about the other male. He followed the way
to the bathroom, and immediately stopped his tracks as he got the sight of Baekhyun
vomiting in front of him. "B-Baekhyun..."

Baekhyun noticed the taller's voice sounded very scared and shakily. Chanyeol never
was scared. He never was stuttering.

"I-I'm fine, this happens every once in a while..."

"No, you're not! Baekhyun, I'll take you to the hospital."

"I said, I'm fi-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as his stomach took a turn for the worse, and he bent
over double, being forced to shove his face into the toilet again.

The sight pained Chanyeol. He didn't know why, but it pained him watching Baekhyun
like this.

"You're sick, Baekhyun, just please let me take you to the ho-"

"I'll be fine," he said as he arose, thinking his stomach finally calmed. After the short
brunet cleaned up, he finally turned his gaze to Chanyeol who still looked pretty
worried.

Baekhyun weakly smiled at the giant. "I'll go tomorrow, promise. It's just I don't feel
like going today..."

"But-"

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"Chanyeol,"

Chanyeol surrendered and accepted the other's decision, but he still couldn't help but
be worried. "Fine... but at least, let me take you home,"

Baekhyun grinned, took a few steps closer, and drew the giant (who as a sideline still
was shirtless) down by his neck.

He buried his face into the taller's neck, nuzzling his sweet scent. And without words,
they stayed there like this for a while.

"Baekhyun," Baekhyun was done doing his make up as his mother spoke from
behind. He turned to the woman who had her arms crossed and was leaning against
the door frame of his room. She already forgot the incident weeks ago and didn't
even care to ever talk about it. It sure was awkward for the both of them at the
beginning, and Baekhyun never missed the disapproving looks of his mother. But she
never spoke a word about the Chanyeol case. She just smiled when Sehun came to
fetch her son every morning. Like nothing ever happened.

But Baekhyun comprehended his mother's feelings. He understood the sight must
had been pretty unexpected, and most importantly, he understood when his mother
wasn't approving of him having a fling behind his boyfriend's back.

She was too nice for not bringing the case back.

"Yes, mom?"

"Hurry up, pretty boy. Your prince is waiting for you."

Baekhyun stood up from his seat to leave his room and took the stairs down, only to
see his boyfriend is waiting for him at the entry door. "I'm going, mom! Bye."

They walked side by side, hands in hands, when something caught Baekhyun's mind
in a flash. He remembered what he promised Chanyeol, and he also quite
wellremembered the taller's concerns.

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"Sehun, I guess I'll have to visit the school's doctor today... I haven't been feeling
very well lately."

"Are you sick?" Sehun frowned.

"I think so-"

"I'm going with you, Baek,"

"You don't have to-"

"I don't have to, but I want to. Alright?"

They walked alongside the crosswalk, slowly reaching the school's gate as Baekhyun
sighed an Alright in return.

The whole throwing up thing started after he began cheating on Sehun. The petite
male thought of it as a cause from guiltiness and stress,
either physical or mental stress. But he already was used to it. He didn't think of it
as a disease or anything.

It would just go away as time goes by.

It was lunch time when Baekhyun and Sehun were waiting in front of the school's
medical office. Sehun softly caressed his boyfriend's cheek, whispering I hope
everything's fine and You'll be okay.

Meanwhile, Baekhyun was just hopping the school's doctor wouldn't ask too many
personal questions.

And they were both interrupted when the doctor peeked from the room, telling the
couple to come in.

It seemed like God wasn't with Baekhyun today because the doctor asked
him tons of questions, and then noted the answers, trying to conclude something.

Baekhyun was nibbling on his lips, having the urge to leave, before the doctor
managed to stiffen the teenager.

"Did you have any sexual intercourse in the past weeks?"

Baekhyun gulped hard and felt a shiver running down his spine. "W-What do you
mean?"
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"He didn't. I know it, I'm his boyfriend," Sehun stepped in the conversation.

The doctor looked up to the tall blond guy. He almost looked like he doubted the
blond's answer. Teenagers would always deny sexual intercourse in front of adults
just to keep their reputation.

"So, then. I guess we have to do an urinal test."

After Baekhyun accomplished to do the urinal test, they once more were sitting in
front of the office, waiting for the results.

The sex question completely had him caught off guard. He really didn't want to
believe it had a sort of context with his issue.

Sehun tightly held his hands, trying to calm the brunet's nervousness. Then again,
the school's doctor interrupted them and called them in with a smile on his face.
Baekhyun hopped that meant there weren't any bad news. There wouldn't be any.
Right?

"Seems like your boyfriend was trying to deny something," the doctor was grinning,
glancing to said boy.

Sehun looked utterly confused, not wanting to believe his ears at the moment. Was
he just joking? What does he mean by I was trying to deny-

"Congratulations, Baekhyun. You're four weeks pregnant."

Chapter 12: Anger

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Your life is a surprise. So you never know when your gun is gonna pop.

But at that moment, all Baekhyun hopped was to hold that gun against him. He
didn't want to believe this, he didn't want any of this. He wanted to believe all of this
was a very bad joke - a very crude joke, to be exact. Yet anything that popped up in
his mind was Chanyeol. "You gotta be kidding... Stop bullshitting me-" And suddenly
he forgot how to breath.

"Baekhyun, everything's alright, just listen. First, we have to inform your parents
and eventually talk to your teachers. Don't worry, we'll deal this. The stress isn't
worth it, it won't be good for your child," the doctor tried to calm him down, but it
seemed pointless as Baekhyun only stared with widened eyes,
whispering No's and This can't be true's to himself.

The brunet didn't notice he was shaking. He didn't notice he was mentally panicking,
and the doctor's words weren't helping him in any way out, in fact they sounded
quite meaningless to him.

Eventually he decided to slightly glance to Sehun, utterly afraid of his boyfriend's

reaction. Now, he knew. Sehun knew Baekhyun had cheated on him. He knew the
child wasn't his.

But there was no reaction to take in.

He seemed calm, giving no reaction and being completely emotionless. Baekhyun

didn't know this Sehun, no, this wasn't Sehun. Sehun was different. And it was
scary. Baekhyun was bloody scared.

"Thank you," Sehun finally said and politely bowed to the doctor. Baekhyun was just
staring. Not being able to speak. Not being able to move. Then he squinted fast and
hard trying to gain clear vision of his surroundings but his eyesight wouldn't focus.

He still couldn't believe any of this.

Only when they left the infirmary, Baekhyun slowly gained his consciousness again,
even though he was still ashamed to form any sentences. He was fucking ashamed to
even keep his head up, to hold an eye contact.

They stood in front of the infirmary, feeling the atmosphere strangely tensing. The
room was dominated by nothing but silence.

"S-Sehun, I-" Baekhyun got to finally put himself together.

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"Who's the father of the child?" Sehun's voice sounded sternly, but somehow sad and
disappointed. The small teenager hesitated to answer. He didn't want to answer, and
even more he didn't even want to think of the father.

Because he knew the father would most definitely not approve of the child. He
also knew, his school education would now go down the toilet.

He was going to have a child at the age of 17.

And all those realizations hit him hard.

Baekhyun was on the verge of tears when all of sudden a familiar phone ringing
sounded up, interrupting the couple's conversation. Sehun fished the phone out of his
pocket, and surprisingly didn't dismiss the disruptive call. "Hello?"

"Sehun, check your messages! You won't believe this-"

"I'm sorry, Suho, but I'm having an imp-"

"It's about Baekhyun."

Baekhyun could conceive a little bit what the other voice said, and he also could
capture Sehun's gaze on him in return.

What would be about him? Did Chanyeol betray him? Did Chanyeol roll out their fling?
Baekhyun prayed things wouldn't get any worse. He already got his punishment, he
already regretted every single thing between him and Chanyeol. He was already
ruined.

Sehun quickly hung up, opened his inbox only to find countless unread texts. They all
were the same, though, every text linking him to a video. A video about Baekhyun?

He clicked at one of the links and a video popped up on his screen. And then he read
the title, his eyes narrowing at the letters.

"Byun Baekhyun, a cheating whore for Park Chanyeol!!?"

Nice joke, Suho.

But as the video played, he realized this wasn't some dumb joke at all.

On the screen was a light brown haired short guy, who couldn't be recognized as
anyone but Baekhyun, getting roughly fucked by a raven haired tall guy. Baekhyun
was wearing an oversized jersey of their football team, and the blond instantly realized
it was Chanyeol's. Sehun felt his heart aching, it felt like everything inside him couldn't
function anymore.

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Baekhyun just moaned Yeses, More's and Harder's in return, his eyes tightly shut from
all the stunning pleasure he received. He was sweating and felt all dizzy because of
the rough pounding into his tight hole.

"If your dense boyfriend only knew about your true self. When will you stop acting
innocent and all fluffy in front of that douche? Ah, if Sehun only knew his slut of a
boyfriend spreads his legs for the team mate he hates and jealously despises, like
practically every fucking day."

Not only Baekhyun's body, but also his heart froze as he heard his own moans filling
the room they were in. His mind and everything around him turned foggy and blurry,
not believing there was a fucking sex tape of him and Chanyeol going around. And
Sehun watching that obscene tape right now in front of him.

"When will you leave him already? He will never give you what you truly need. You
chose the wrong partner, Baek."

Baekhyun whined at Chanyeol's words, only bouncing harder and faster on the taller's
dick. "Ch-Chan-yeol... Deeper, ahh never stop-"

Chanyeol abruptly pulled out and quickly changed the position, pushing the brunet
onto the bench, hovering over him and slamming back in. He continued to slam deeper
and faster, accepting all the requests. "Who do you belong to?"

"I-I-m yours," Baekhyun whispered, his quivering thighs and arms wrapped around
Chanyeol.

"What?"

Chanyeol started to hit Baekhyun's sweet spot each time he rocked his hips forward,
abusing the other's prostate all over again.

"Ahhhh!!!~ I'm all yours, yours and only yours! You're everything I need..."

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Sehun threw his phone against the wall, almost shattering the whole case. He took a
deep breath and let it out. Baekhyun cheated on him, he cheated on him and got
pregnant with Chanyeol's child. Sehun despised Chanyeol, he couldn't believe his
enemy and rival impregnated his boyfriend. Hot tears were already gathering up in his
eyes, threatening to fall. Tears of anger and disappointment. He felt like he was
trapped in a nightmare. But this was all along a nightmare. He already was trapped
way back when he first saw Baekhyun at that party.

Sehun's state scared Baekhyun, his boyfriend was never like this. "Sehun, please calm
down, I-I can explain, just..." It was ridiculous how the pregnant brunet still tried.

"Baekhyun, WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? HOW DO YOU CARE TO EXPLAIN
CHEATING ON YOUR BOYFRIEND WITH AN ASSHOLE LIKE PARK CHANYEOL?!"

Sehun never yelled, he had never been mad, he had never been frightening like that.
Baekhyun felt tears streaming down his cheeks, his lips were quivering and disabled
to say something in return. "Are you fucking insane? You slept with some guy behind
my fucking back and got pregnant!! And of all people it had to be fucking Park. Did I
do something wrong?!" Every word was a mixture of anger, sadness and pain. "Baek,
tell me... Wasn't I enough for you?"

Sehun never got this mad. He had never been mad.

"I noticed the large hickeys, I'm not fucking stupid, Baek. But I was dumb enough to
not suspect anything. I didn't want to suspect anything, but maybe I was too naive. I
was too naive to believe my allegedly innocent boyfriend was in reality fucking cheating
on me. How long were you actually doing this, Baekhyun?!"

Baekhyun starred at the floor tiles, the words thoroughly stabbing his heart, making
him nauseous. He constantly sobbed, but decided trying to high up his head to look
into Sehun's teary eyes. He stepped closer to him, raising his hands to cup Sehun's
cheeks, only to get slapped away. "Don't dare to touch me, you dirty, filthy whore."

The brunet flinched and cried even more, his heart throbbing even more. Sehun was
right, he was dirty and filthy.

And they eventually ended things and separated their ways when Baekhyun ran away
and locked himself in one of the stalls in the restroom, silently crying his heart out.

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 Chapter 13: The schools hottest topic

The teen was on his knees as he emptied his stomach into the toilet bowl, gripping the
sides of the toilet. Everything Baekhyun did in the last hours was crying, throwing
up, and thinking about his damned future.

He thought about his baby, about Chanyeol, about their future.

Their non-existing future.

The anxious thought about Chanyeol dropping him and being left alone with the child
frightened him to death. He hated himself for being this pathetic and stupid, he hated
himself for giving in that day at Chanyeol's home. And now he was on his own. Sehun
had already left him, called him a dirty, filthy whore, and Baekhyun couldn't help but
believe his words.

The restroom was empty, the students already being in their classes apart from
Baekhyun. He was all alone except for the presence of his baby, who was slowly
growing in his stomach.

Baekhyun caressed his stomach, feeling the slight bulge. He never noticed his stomach
was getting bigger until now. He thought it was a cause of comfort eating.

There was a moment he also thought about abortion, but quickly shrugged it off.
Though he was clueless about pregnancy and knew nothing about parenting or taking
care of a child, the baby was still a kind of evidence of his love for Chanyeol.

Yeah, he was deeply in love with the giant. He was in love all along, but never wanted
to accept his feelings for Chanyeol since he had persuaded himself to love Sehun.

Baekhyun felt warm tears streaming down his face again, but quickly washed them
away as he heard someone entering the room. "Baekhyun?!" A familiar voice
said. "Kyungsoo...?" Baekhyun shakily said, quickly noticing the voice.

Kyungsoo knocked on the stall door he assumed Baekhyun's voice came from. "Knew
you would be here! What the hell are you doing in there?! Open the door,"

Baekhyun tried to get a grip of himself, flushed the toilet and slowly stood up to unlock
the door. He opened the door at a slow place only to face an angry Kyungsoo in front
of him. "Soo, why were you looking f-"

"Is this about damn Chanyeol?!" Kyungsoo noticed Baekhyun's ruined face and make
up, knowing the brunet was crying liters.

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"What are you talking about?"

"Baekhyun, shut up and tell me the truth. There's a sex tape of you and that asshole
going around!"

The pregnant brunet felt tears gathering up in his already swollen eyes again, guessing
he's now known as the school's cheating slut. Kyungsoo locked the scared male in his
arms, whispering It's fine and We're here for you.

Baekhyun cried even harder as the shorter male squeezed him, nuzzling his head in
the other's neck. "I-I-I'm a... s-slut... A cheating s-slut," he began to sob
uncontrollably and his knees were wobbling, and eventually they gave up. Baekhyun
pulled them together to the ground.

"You're not a slut, Baek. I'm here to listen," Kyungsoo carefully caressed the boy
before he let him go and sat next to him. "But I cheated on S-Sehun... I began cheating
on him o-one month ago..." Baekhyun slowly steadied his sobs, starring at his fingers
as he spoke. "Chanyeol was too hard to resist, and and... I liked it, I wanted more and
more, not caring about Sehun..."

He was really embarrassed and knew that Kyungsoo would abandon him too, but
continued anyway. "We did it regularly, like almost everyday..."

"So that's why you were strange the past weeks," Kyungsoo calmly claimed, listening
to the broken male beside him. "M-Maybe... Anyway, recently I wasn't really feeling
well and Chanyeol wanted me to go to the hospital as soon as possible, s-so I promised
him to visit the school's doctor the next day which is today... Sehun wanted to escort
me, so he was with me, a-and then..."

More tears were leaving Baekhyun's eyes as he got to the last part. "The doctor did a
test on me and concluded that I-I-I,"

"Baekhyun, I see where this is going," Kyungsoo frowned, and Baekhyun was relieved
he hadn't have to say it himself. "You didn't use protection, right?! Don't tell me that
bastard infected you with STD!" The doe-eyed male looked horrified and seemed like
he could murder someone right now.

"Kyungsoo, n-no! That's not it!"

"Oh, I was almost sure that-"

"I'm pregnant."

Kyungsoo squinted twice and gapped, starred at Baekhyun with disbelief in his
eyes. "You're pregnant with-"

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"Yes, I'm carrying Chanyeol's child."

The shorter male turned away his gaze, now starring at the floor and trying to take
the realization in.

"D-Does Sehun know?" Baekhyun frowned when Kyungsoo mentioned his now ex'
name. "He called me a filthy whore, h-he broke up with me..."

Kyungsoo felt deeply sorry for the both of them. Sehun didn't deserve to be cheated
on and then finding out his lover got pregnant by his rival. He couldn't blame him
either for insulting Baekhyun and then leaving him straightaway. And it was sure hard
for him, too. After a few silent moments, Kyungsoo took the latter in an embrace
again. "We're here for you... I'm sure your fanclubs are too," he whispered and slightly
chuckled.

He then pulled away and carefully touched Baekhyun's stomach. "I'm going to be an
uncle..." Baekhyun smiled and chuckled for the first time that day. His friend then
looked up and got a little more serious.

"You have to talk to Chanyeol first."

"But-"

"Shut up, you have to, Baek! Or else I will."

Baekhyun was scared how the tall player would react. He was fucking scared. If it was
up to him, he would rather never tell him instead of facing a painful rejection. But
Kyungsoo was right, he had to tell him because he deserved to know it at least.

Baekhyun huffed a Fine and eventually thought it through.

After a short while, Kyungsoo helped the brunet to wash himself and to get ready for
the next period. Baekhyun applied new eyeliner, did his hair and adjusted his school
uniform.

Seemed like he wasn't completely alone, huh?

Girls gathered up, whispering and instantly shushing whenever they'd see Chanyeol
going past them. Not like Chanyeol hadn't already noticed. Kris already told him a sex
tape of him and Baekhyun got anonymously leaked (and that he got off to it). Since
then all the girls couldn't stop but rave about how amazing Chanyeol was in bed.

"He fucked him so good."

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"I hope one day I'll be that person beneath him."

The guys were swooning over Baekhyun, though. He heard them blabbing how hot
and cute he was, how bad they wanted to pound into him, how tight he had to be, and
all of those got the player jealous and angry. He would give them a fierce look, shutting
them straightaway. Though Chanyeol didn't notice it himself, he got very protective
and possessive about the cute brunet.

Other people were also talking about how Chanyeol got him to cheat on Sehun. Some
were also calling him a cheating whore, but they immediately quit after Chanyeol
scolded them.

In fact, they were the hottest topic at school. But Baekhyun was nowhere to be seen,
which slightly worried Chanyeol. Plus, Sehun wasn't either.

The player knew Sehun must had found out after the tape got leaked, and that the
boy most likely broke up with Baekhyun.

Chanyeol put one and one together and it immediately clicked in his head.

Knowing the short male insisted to end it with Sehun, he knew Baekhyun still had a
thing for the other male. He was probably in pain now, embarrassed and scared to get
scolded by the students.

His thoughts got vanished away as he recognized a certain short brunet standing in
front of his locker, pulling out some books as a few guys circled around him and
seemed like hitting on him.

Chanyeol angrily rushed to them and just before one of the boys got to grab
Baekhyun's butt, he punched him away, and watched the male painfully falling to the
ground and holding his hurting face.

"Don't fucking dare to touch him you son of a bitch."

Baekhyun thought he was dreaming again.

Chapter 14: Anxious

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Everything went too fast. Way too fast for Baekhyun. He was harassed by some nasty
guys who were trying to fondle him as they told the brunet he had some tasty delicious
ass, he'd be great to fuck and that he was a highly-coveted slut.

Baekhyun just disgustingly starred at them, feeling annoyed and tried to ignore them
by paying attention to his locker. Just until an angry, hot-blooded, certain tall guy
rushed to them and punched one of the guy who was making a move on him. Baekhyun
couldn't think properly as he realized this guy was Chanyeol.

"Don't fucking dare to touch him you son of a bitch."

The petite brunet just starred at the scene and felt fear by the giant's act. "C-
Chanyeol," Baekhyun couldn't even breath steadily, he stepped closer to the giant and
tried to calm him down, already feeling the wetness in his eyes.

The other guys backed off after they helped the hurt guy on the ground. They said
their Sorry's and quickly went off before Chanyeol got fiercer. The player was still in
his trance as he switched his glance to the petite male. His gaze softened as he noticed
Baekhyun was scarred and even trembled because of his furious actions. "Baek...
baby."

Chanyeol immediately approached him and cupped his warm cheeks in his hands, the
teary-eyed boy quivering under his touch, as the taller hastily connected their lips in
an eager way. People were already gathering up and excitedly watching the whole
scene. Some were fawning over the couple, some were giggling and some were
gossiping. But there were also quite a lot people shouting, "Fuck him!" or "Baekhyun's
so thirsty, so needy" and even "He's such a slut".

Baekhyun quickly pulled away as he realized what they were just doing in front of the
school. Chanyeol did nothing but tugging the boy's arm in return, roughly dragging
him out of the building.

Sehun had his hands on his belly as he laid on his bed and gazed the white ceiling. It's
been hours since he had left school and it's been hours thinking about Baekhyun. He'd
thought they were perfect. He'd thought they would have their first sexual experience
together. Damn, he'd even thought they would have a future together.

Baekhyun was his everything.

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Yet the brunet betrayed him in the most horrible way, and the couple ended things for
good. Sehun couldn't help but continue loving Baekhyun, though. He even questioned
himself if he would ever stop loving him.

At another point, his hatred for Chanyeol grew frantically. Chanyeol took his
everything away from him.

A familiar ring interrupted the blond's thoughts. He fished out his phone and looked at
the callers id, curious who would call him this time to mock him, telling him his (now
ex) boyfriend got exposed as a slut, and he was a looser for being cheated on. Luhan?

"Hello?"

"Sehunnie, why did you leave school? I was scared!! Explain now!" Sehun was kind of
relieved the boy actually cared for him. He really needed this now.

He couldn't see the other one's expression, but he was sure Luhan was frowning now
like a mother figure. What he didn't know, though, that the angelic-looking guy was
actually smirking.

"It's a long story, Lu-"

"I'm good at listening, let's meet up now!"

"Luhan no-" Sehun didn't want to appear like a mess. His face was all ruined, he didn't
care to wash up the dried tears on his cheeks when he had reached home.

"See you in 30 minutes at Jung's caf, bye!"

And then the phone line went dead. Oh, well.

Chanyeol took him to a tree, not far away from their school. The giant seemed angry.
Sehun already frightened the little brunet and this was just a further anxiety. Baekhyun
was caught off guard when the taller pushed him against the tree trunk and clashed
their lips together in a fierce kiss. It got both of them calmer and more relaxed, letting
them forget about their surroundings. Only until Baekhyun gained realization,
remembering his situation and Kyungsoo's words, and quickly removed his lips from
the other male's soft lips.

"Chan-" Chanyeol cut him off by reconnecting their lips and even lightly bit the brunet's
lips before pushing his tongue into the other's mouth cavity. "Mgghh-Mhmm..."

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Chanyeol wasn't in the state for talks now. He knew the other boy was broken, and he
most certainly knew the latter would end their fling once for all. Here he was, giving
him pleasure, hopping to distract him in that way. He held him tighter by his jaw,
trying to extend their make out session.

But then he felt something warm and wet.

Baekhyun was crying.

The giant instantly drew back as he noticed and worriedly looked into the crying male's
brown orbs. "Baby, you're crying... oh no, did I hurt you?" Baekhyun could see in
Chanyeol's eyes he was honestly afraid and caring. "I did, didn't I?! I-"

"No, you d-didn't, stop worrying... I-"

"Then why are you crying?"

"I was overwhelmed with emotions."

Tell him, Baekhyun. Tell him. Now.

The short male heard Kyungsoo's voice in his mind, the voice telling him to already
quit his crap and to get a grip on himself. Baekhyun intensely starred into Chanyeol's
honest eyes and there was this glimmer in Chanyeol's eyes, a glimmer of love, which
was making Baekhyun believe the other one wouldn't leave him. That the
male did care for him. And a little hope grew in his abdomen.

"Baek-"

"Because I'm four weeks pregnant with your child, Chanyeol."

Baekhyun's voice was soft and he was still silently crying, his eyes glinting and his
gaze still on the tall male. Chanyeol slightly gapped. "You're...?" he let go of the other
one, and suddenly his body felt sort of going limp. "No, no, no... This..." The raven-
haired male found himself mentally panicking. He thought he wasn't hearing right. This
was way too much of a surprise. "Stop joking, you got me scarred, Baek..."

Baekhyun just frowned, giving him a stern look. "You're not pregnant, you're just
insane... Hahaha..." Chanyeol chuckled, trying to laugh it off, but he had a feeling
there was something honest in the brunet's eyes. "But I'm not joking and most
importantly, I'm not insane! Chanyeol, fuck... Listen."

The giant wasn't sure about his own feelings. He was a teenager, damn, how would
he deal with this?

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"The doctor made me do a test and the result was positive. S-Sehun was with me and
that's how he first found out I cheated on him. And after watching the t-tape, he knew
about the father too," Chanyeol's expression was blank, fallen in disbelief.Baekhyun
was carrying his child. Baekhyun-

"Chanyeol, y-you won't leave me like Sehun, r-right? I hope we-"

Baekhyun didn't finish his sentence as the other boy stood up. "Chanyeol, I-" his voice
was shaking and the sound wrenched Chanyeol's heart.

And eventually, Baekhyun cried even more, not catching on to Chanyeol's mixed
expression of hurt, anxiety and most importantly, his watery eyes.

He went off, leaving the pregnant brunet back.

Chapter 15: Abuse

Baekhyun watched Chanyeol leaving him, he watched him step by step and soon his
vision got blurry, his eyes filled with nothing but tears and more tears. He
was screaming Chanyeol's name and maybe, just maybe the giant heard his crying
words. He never looked back, though. He would never dare to.

Chanyeol didn't want Baekhyun to see him weak and wrecked like this. He didn't want
him to see this side of him, this self-declared laughable and foolish side of him. Damn,
Chanyeol never cried.

Chanyeol never fell in love.

He wasn't supposed to feel like this about the brunet, he was supposed to sleep
around, he was supposed to flirt around and make out with random persons. Right?

Though the raven-haired male never got to realize he'd already quit being himself after
the night he impregnated Baekhyun.

Baekhyun silently whispered 'Chanyeol's, not wanting to realize the taller also left
him. He was stupid enough to even have the slightest hope Chanyeol would actually
accept his pregnancy. Foolish. You're foolish, Baekhyun.

After Chanyeol was nowhere to be seen, the short male wasn't about to continue sitting
there like the damn fool he already was. He blamed himself. He blamed himself he
was now pregnant, he blamed himself he had to carry Chanyeol's child. He was nothing
but a burden to the latter.

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It took time to stand up, his thighs and knees were quivering like crazy and didn't
want to obey. The male never had been in a destroyed state like this. He tried to help
himself by sticking to the tree trunk before walking off.

Problematic.

You're problematic.

Chanyeol didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve any of this.

Baekhyun took a step, and two, walking and barely having any balance. He felt dizzy
as he walked through the streets, hell, it felt like he became dizzier, and dizzier each
time he tried to breath. Almost each step he took caused his body to get more worn
out, almost losing his balance.

He doesn't love you.

You're not worth it.

Worthless slut.

And in the next moment, before he could perceive it that some guys were attacking
him from behind and covering his mouth to prevent any screams, his wrists were
already tied up.

Not like he cared anyway.

The four males, who looked like they were in their late 20s, dragged him to an empty
alley, assuming nobody would come around and find them. They were indeed surprised
how easy it actually was to kidnap the petite teenager, even though they'd already
thought said male must had been in a very bad state. Of course - Baekhyun, being
very gorgeous and having great body curves, was easily the target of many people.

The brunet was quite the whole time, not making any noises, and letting himself be
lugged. The guys roughly dropped him to the ground and grinned filthily as they stared
down the short male's body. "Well, today's our lucky day, huh? Just look at him. This
sure gonna be fun," the guy in the middle said.

Baekhyun just weakly starred at them in return, already feeling disgusted. Not only
was he disgusted with the guys, he was also disgusted with himself. "Let me... go,"
he said with a raspy and faint voice as he tried to move his tied wrists.

"Like hell," the same guy said and leaned down to the helpless teenager. "We can't
miss this out, cutie-"

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"Please, I-I-m," now, Baekhyun was shitless scared as he finally realized the situation
he was in. He didn't care about what would happen to him, but what would happen to
his baby. Suddenly waking up from his mindless state, he vigorously tried to free
himself. "STOP THIS SHIT-"

Slap.

"You really want us to destroy that pretty face of yours, don't you?"

Baekhyun began to whimper, being frightened of his abusers. He glared at them with
teary eyes, silently pleading them.

"Now be a good boy, or else you're gonna regret it, beauty," the guy did a sign to the
other males and eventually, they were all approaching Baekhyun while glaring at him
with hungry eyes. One of them tightly held the brunet's tied wrists above his head,
and another one pulled his legs and forced them apart. The males were strong, they
were way too strong, and Baekhyun did nothing but cry in desperateness.

You deserve this.

Stupid, foolish cunt.

Luhan checked his watch as he walked through the streets, already fanboying about
their meet-up in about ten minutes. It was their first meet-up without Baekhyun or
any other unnecessary person. They were finally going to be alone, just the two of
them. He and Sehun.

The deer boy already tried to figure out how to win the blond's heart and love. He was
pretty confident about doing so, though, but he had to give his crush sometime after
what happened. Maybe they would start off as close friends with Luhan constantly
caring about him and giving all of his love to the latter, and then maybe they'd hook
up when the time has finally come. Yes, maybe.

The boy snapped out of his thoughts as he heard faint cryings in an alley. He used to
go through that alley all the time, so he was curious who would cry in said place. The
caf wasn't that afar so he thought it was worth to at least check the person up. But
what he saw wasn't what he would expect. Four males were circling around someone
who was on the ground. They seemed like undressing the other person who apparently

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was the one making those crying sounds. The guys were probably too deep into
whatever they were doing to notice Luhan's presence. Bullying? Rape?

And then, when he caught a glimpse of the person on the ground who was a guy by
the way, realizing he was wearing their school uniform, he was caught off guard. Even
more, when he noticed the light brown hair and the boy's face. Luhan suddenly gasped
and starred with widen eyes. Baekhyun. They're sexually abusing him. And he's crying,
pleading them to stop.

"Oh, oh. You're pregnant?" Luhan heard one of the guys saying. Wait, he's preg-

"Pregnant, huh?"

And then he saw something, something that made him loose his shit. "Fucking
bastards!!" Luhan shouted and without thinking it through, sprinted to the group.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

They were touching him here and there, licking and abusing his skin, trying to pull off
his skinny jeans, like he was the last meat they had. His shirt was halfway unbuttoned,
his necktie messily undone. "Stop, ... I'm pregnant... my baby..." Baekhyun's eyes
already felt sore from crying too much. He was in an even worse state than before, he
felt incredibly sick and filthy by the touches. And disgusted. Disgusted with himself.

"Oh, oh. You're pregnant?" They all laughed, but never stopped their acts.

"Pregnant, huh?" the guy violently grabbed the neck of Baekhyun, lifting his head and
then punching his stomach and throwing him away again. Baekhyun felt like he was
on the verge of passing out.

He held his stomach, uncontrollable crying and sobbing in pain, and hardly breathing.

"Fucking bastards!!"

Baekhyun could hardly focus, the brunet's vision had been blurry the whole time. He
was still able to register that a blond was rushing to them, screaming while doing so.
And he immediately noticed the blond's voice. Even though the rough, screaming
sound in his voice was pretty unusual.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

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Luhan.

Luhan?

Chapter 16: Worse than a nightmare

His shut eyes twitched, and twitched once more, as his body was slowly gaining
consciousness. He felt something comfortable and soft beneath him, realizing he was
lying. Brown orbs blankly starred at the white ceiling, trying to focus. The male
unknowingly sweated while sleeping and damn, was he having a rough headache now.
The painful pounding in his head was impossible to ignore, not to mention his belly,
and he felt like crap.

Where was he? What happened?

Did he have a very bad nightmare?

Thousand things were going through his mind and one of them made him go nuts.

He uplifted and clutched his stomach, breathing uncontrollably. "M-My baby!! WHAT-"

"Baek, thanks god you're finally awake! Keep calm, you're at a hospital. Oh, I was
scared, oh god, I was so scared,"

Baekhyun heard fast footsteps walking in his direction and he quickly turned to the
person who was with him the whole time. The latter hastily engulfed him in a hug,
squeezed the petite boy and seeing it was the blond deer boy (who was slightly
wounded by the way) was enough to bring the brunet to awareness.

And then it hit him. Scenes from earlier flashed across his mind.

"Pregnant, huh?" the guy violently grabbed the neck of Baekhyun, lifting his head and
then punching his stomach and throwing him away again. Baekhyun felt like he was
on the verge of passing out.

He held his stomach, uncontrollable crying and sobbing in pain, and hardly breathing.

"Fucking bastards!!"
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Baekhyun could hardly focus, the brunet's vision had been blurry the whole time. He
was still able to register that a blond was rushing to them, screaming while doing so.
And he immediately noticed the blond's voice. Even though the rough, screaming
sound in his voice was pretty unusual.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

Luhan jumped on the culprit's back from behind, punching his head and harshly pulling
the man's hair. Said male yelled in pain, demanding the others to pull the sudden
attacker off him. Baekhyun was lying on his belly, one hand still wrapped around his
stomach and just stared at the scene before him. His gaze was blank, not believing
and realizing what just happened.

The other guys quickly obeyed, grasped the angelic-looking male's waist, pulled him
away, tossing him roughly to the ground. "LUHAN!" Baekhyun cried and tried to get
up on his palm, but failed because his weak body didn't want to give in and prevented
him from doing so.

"Luhan, run away!! You stupid bitch, what are you doing here!!?"

The blond laid there, slowly trying to get up again. Baekhyun tried to reach him with
his hand and pleaded him to leave. Luhan looked at the wrenched boy, his anger
instantly raising from the horrifying look. Baekhyun still cried, he cried hard, and his
swollen eyes were smeared in eyeliner. His hair was a mess and he was barely dressed.
Luhan had never seen him in a state like this and it scared the shit out of him.

He knew what he did to Baekhyun. He betrayed him as a friend, leaked the sex tape
and caused trouble to him. He destroyed the brunet's relationship with Sehun and he
was well aware of that.

But he never meant to put Baekhyun in this state, he never meant to destroy him as
well.

And then he remembered their time back in middle school. Baekhyun was there for
him after Luhan's parents decided to get a divorce, he was there for him when he was
crying in the restroom instead of sitting in class.

Luhan regretted every little thing he did, he fucking regretted it and Baekhyun had
every right to despise him, to hate him and to want him dead. But at least, this was
the last thing he could do for the latter. Saving him.

"You'll get this back," he hissed under his breath and clenched his hand into a fist
before he jumped up to retry attacking the abusers.

"STOP, NO-"
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The guys were quicker, though. Luhan raised his fist as a steely hand grasped his
wrist and his face met a punch. He stumbled back and was about to lose his balance.
Baekhyun screamed a mix of No's and Go away's, trying to reach for Luhan with his
hand once again and scolded the blond for not listening to him. "Enough, Lu...
enough,... You did enough,"

Yet they were not done with Luhan. One guy lifted his head, glared at the younger's
face and immediately stopped his acts as he threw him away. "This..." he muttered,
seeking the other's attention straightaway. "Guys, let's quit and bunk off... This is the
son and successor of Han Enterprise,"

They were indeed shocked by the startling realization they had never really
accomplished and gazed the pretty boy's face before deciding to leave for good.

Luhan ran to Baekhyun before he noticed the brunet had already passed out. All the
blond could see as he lay there, was a cold and broken body. He caressed the male's
cheeks whilst quickly making an emergency call.

After the horrible scenes had been repeated in his head, he was still sitting there,
wrapped in Luhan's arms. His eyes watered as he retorted the hug, whispering a
weak "I'm so glad nothing happened to you... I was so scared..."

"You're fine, Baek. I'm also fine... and I'm sure your baby's, too."

Luhan didn't dare to ask about the unborn child's father because he was kinda sure it
was Chanyeol's, considering the giant's possessive words back in the locker room
where he tapped them. Baekhyun started to cheat on Sehun one month ago, and
Chanyeol was the guy he lost his virginity to and also probably the only guy he slept
with since then.

"Why weren't you running away when I told you to?! You have no idea, Lu! They could
have hurt you much worse, they could have raped you-"

"Shhhh..."

Luhan sadly smiled as he let go of the smaller male. "We're okay now, right?"
Baekhyun just hummed as a response, lightly smiling. They were safe now.

A doctor stormed in, interrupting the two high schooler. He held a terminal board and
headed to Baekhyun's bed. "It's pleasant to see you're finally awake," he smiled at the
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still worn out brunet, who quickly brushed off the tears with his palms and smiled back.
Before the doctor could ask him how he was doing so far, the brunet was quicker to
speak. "I-I-Is my b-baby..."

The doctor's happy mien dropped and got more serious as soon as Baekhyun
mentioned his child.

"We had to inform your parents, regarding the fact you're still a minor. They're on
their way now,"

"M-My parents?!"

Baekhyun's eyes widened, he completely forgot his parents were unaware of his
pregnancy. He could already imagine his father losing his shit in anger, calling him a
filthy unworthy whore for pricking their family's pride, and his mother would quietly
stand beside her husband, giving Baekhyun a disappointed look.

And what would worsen the situation, his parents finding out the child's father was
nothing more than a high school affaire. That he was now alone, left from Sehun, the
guy he was in a solid relationship with, left from Chanyeol, the one who was supposed
to be responsible for the baby.

And his parents were the next ones leaving him. They were going to disown him.

"Then it will be decided whether you will have to miscarry the baby, or not. Considering
you've been badly hit right in the pregnant belly and you're both physically and
mentally in a bad state, we're afraid this pregnancy won't be healthy and will only
cause you serious problems. It's the best and most recommended option."

Chapter 17: The Byuns

"W-What..." Baekhyun frowned. "I won't abort my child!"

The doctor sighed, not surprised by the fact the pregnant teenager wouldn't approve.
"I'm not deciding this. It's a highly-commended advice, Mr. Byun," Baekhyun clutched
his blanket, looking horrified by the doctor's words who left the room without saying
any further information.

"Baek. Baek, listen-" Luhan interfered, trying to calm his friend by brushing his
shoulder.

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"They're going to take my child away," he whispered as he starred with widened eyes
at his pale hands. "They're going to make me loose m-my..." Hot tears were slowly
running down his warm cheeks.

"Who are they?"

"M-My parents..."

Luhan remained silent for a few moments. "Baby, we'll work this out..."

Baekhyun stayed mute and let the tears stream as he lightly tapped his belly and
caressed it. He knew this wouldn't work out. Not in this life.

Luhan stayed the night, keeping the broken brunet company. He silently thanked god
he wouldn't see things through rose-colored glasses anymore. He'd been too deep in
love with Sehun to forget what Baekhyun truly meant to him. It was ridiculous.

And then it clicked in his head again. He sighed as the name flashed in his
mind. Sehun.

After he called the ambulance he also made sure to text Sehun, canceling the 'date'
(at least that's what Luhan liked to call it), and telling him an emergency
intervened. Where's the lie, though?

Sure, never in his life would he think he would cancel a date with Oh Sehun. Honestly,
the Luhan a few days ago would call him insane and fucking dumb.

The blond watched Baekhyun eating the apple slices he cut and peeled for him. The
brunet was bare-faced and Luhan was surprised how cute and fragile he looked without
having any make up applied on. Baekhyun looked so calm and peaceful right now,
but who knows, what was playing in his mind instead.

Knock sounds shook them out of their thoughts and they both turned their views to
the door. Familiar adults entered the room, catching Baekhyun's attention. "M-Mom!
Dad!"

Mrs. Byun dropped her purse as she saw Baekhyun sitting there, looking broken
and lifeless. Quite the contrary of his usual appearance. She hastily headed to him and
embarrassed him tightly, whispering "Baekhyun!" into her son's ear. Baekhyun felt her

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arms quivering, leading his eyes to tear up again. Luhan felt his heart melting at the
lovely sight.

His father, not far away from them, blankly watched them as he stood with crossed
arms, completely mute.

After they parted, silence was dominating the room, yet the atmosphere was still
comfortable. His father remained mute, only glaring with emptiness. Though, he
looked somewhat tense according to Baekhyun.

"Baekhyun, we have to talk about your pregnancy," his mother began, breaking the
silence. "Well, you see your father is... quiet. Well that's only because I convinced him
not to flip out, considering you must be in a pretty bad and weak state for now,"
Baekhyun glanced to his father, noticing the male was looking down.

Baekhyun gulped, scared of what his mom would say about his pregnancy. "Even
though we support your relationship with Sehun-" Luhan unwittingly coughed when
she mentioned Sehun. They didn't even know about Chanyeol?

"Mom, I know what you guys are thinking, and no - Sehun's not the father," Baekhyun
quietly said and tried to avoid their gazes. He was deeply ashamed of himself.

And that's when Mr. Byun suddenly snapped out, and looked up to Baekhyun, then
confusedly to his wife. "What do you mean..." his mother slowly said in return. Whilst
her mother was trying to meet his eyes, the brunet was still starring at his fingers, not
being able to look up to his parents. Silence.

Mrs. Byun thought back, trying hard to put one and one together. Baekhyun was four
weeks pregnant, and exactly four weeks ago she had caught him making out with
another stranger. It didn't take long till everything made sense. "You mean it's that
Park Chanyeol I caught you with one month ago?!" Baekhyun couldn't see her face but
he was deadass sure the woman was giving him a disappointed look now.

"Who's Park Chanyeol? Why don't I know anything about this?!" his father finally
spoke, the angry sound already scaring Baekhyun. Well, what else was to be excepted?

The brunet still remained mute, his head unknowingly lowing. Luhan didn't say
anything, well, he couldn't. Instead he closed up on Baekhyun, holding his hand and
supporting him in this way. He slightly hoped this would at least strengthen the short
male.

Taking her son's hesitance as a yes, she quietly gasped, deepening her frown. "Does
he know about this? Does Sehun know about this?!" And that's when Baekhyun tried

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to pull himself together, looking up only to meet his mother's widened eyes. He took
a breath before rivaling what happened in this short time.

"Sehun left me after finding out... Kyungsoo pressed me to tell Chanyeol because he
deserved to know about his own child and so I did... I told Chanyeol and he..."
Baekhyun's voice shivered, his words were sounding weak. "H-He left me, too! He
showed no responsibility...He-"

Mentioning the giant was enough to make the walls he had built just now fall down.
Luhan caressed his back, wanting to let him know he's not completely alone.

"That asshole! I'm gonna kill him!!" Mr. Byun frustratingly ran his fingers through his
hair, letting off steam. Baekhyun wanted to add that they shouldn't blame the giant,
but was too scared to voice out a word again. He was the one who was supposed to
get blamed instead of Chanyeol. At least that's what Baekhyun thought and tried to
make up in his mind.

"First of all, how dare he impregnating you and then drop you off like some filth?!
That's just inhuman!" he then deepened his frown at Baekhyun, "And you, how dare
you let him touch you?! How dare you slutting around?!" he added, getting angrier
and disgusted with the teenager. He looked at his son like he was some low life, not
showing any care for the boy's feelings.

"Calm down, for Pete's sake! I thought I told you not to scream at him?" Mrs. Byun
snapped, throwing her husband a furious look. Baekhyun just lowered his head, letting
the words stab him through - and drag him in the worst way. They hit his heart, his
vital organs, but the brunet would always try to bear up the pain, not letting himself
fall apart yet. He felt his body shiver, and gulped as his father began speaking again.

"I don't fucking care! He won't continue to keep that damn unworthy child!" That was
the final stab. Baekhyun looked up in an instant, gasping at his father's words,
panicking straightaway. "WHAT?" Luhan, who was beside him, almost screeched,
frowned and gaped at the adult in front of them.

Baekhyun hopped his father's words were meaningless and quickly glanced to his
mother, seeking for help. But there was no reaction to take in. They both had already
decided this.

"Y-You can't take my child away!!" the pregnant brunet slightly whined as he spoke in
a fierce tone, refusing his parent's decision.

And that's when his mother interfered, finally speaking up. "But honey, you're
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a child alone, hell, you're still a child yourself!" In contrast to the temper in his father's
words, the tone in her voice sounded apologizing, and sad instead.

Hell no he was going to obey them. This was his child. This was Chanyeol's child.

"M-Mom, n-no, I'm scared, quit the damn jokes already! You guys can't, you CAN'T--
" The next thing he got was a hard slap across his left cheek. Luhan winced at the
attack, falling in shock. Mrs. Byun couldn't step in, too slow to react on time, but still
pushed her husband away, trying to keep a distance between the two males.

"You're going to abort it and that's it!"

Chapter 18: Broken fate

He screamed in Baekhyun's face, making him wince and cringe at the sounds his voice
made. Baekhyun felt his veins insanely pulsing and his pupils were blown. The
pregnant brunet couldn't catch his breath, too scared of the adult, too scared to get
more scolded and hurt. His father had never hurt him, he had never slapped him, and
he had never dared to make him suffer like this.

Baekhyun thought back, remembering the days before he met Chanyeol, before he
started 'slutting around'. When he had nothing to worry about, when life was easy and
great, when he could have fun and party at nights, and when he got constantly praised
by his parents.

It was great to wake up in Sehun's arms after napping on him when they would sit in
a train to visit his grandma. He missed the dinner nights at his house. He missed the
times when Sehun would tell a humorless joke and make Baekhyun's parents
wholeheartedly laugh in return.

But fate had begun to change.

And then he met Chanyeol, and Chanyeol showed him a new light, he gave him a new
feeling, a pure feeling.

Chanyeol was tall, gorgeous and overwhelmed with charms. Full of sexiness and
seductiveness, making everyone go limp in front of him. He was the definition of
perfection. Baekhyun's definition of perfection.

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Baekhyun's mind came back to reality, again facing the fact he was now alone, and all
left by his beloved ones. He'd managed to have them both and he'd accomplished to
lose them both.

What a fool you are.

"Give him one week! Give him one week and he'll fill out the abortion forms! Please,"

The brunet heard Luhan frantically saying, almost begging Mr. Byun. Baekhyun didn't
witness the same doctor from before was now also present. His parents had spoken to
the doctor, having themselves informed about Baekhyun's current health state.

After staring dead ahead, Baekhyun slightly looked up, directing his view to the deer
boy beside him. Luhan looked distressed and tense, his eyes were glassy and his
eyebrows were furling. He truly was an angel, not only by his looks but also at heart.

"What's even the point in giving him one week?" his father huffed at the angelic boy.

"Just... Give him one week. I'm begging you, I-" And eventually Luhan's voice broke
at the end. He furled his eyebrows deeper, his eyes lightly tearing up. "Just, please..."

Baekhyun took his friend's hands, locking them in his own. "Lu," he breathed. Luhan's
pale hands were cold and quivering.

Luhan had never been cold-hearted nor uncaring. He was always the one who would
care about his friends and he was always the one who would invite them over to a
sleep-over when they'd have issues with their parents. The scene right here in front
of him was a stab right in his heart. Mr. Byun gazed Luhan, trying to figure out the
blond's point. He crossed his arms before turning to the doctor and sighing before
making up his mind. "One week it is then."

Luhan's face eased in relief, and let out a breath before smiling at Baekhyun.
Baekhyun's face was even, having no change. Because he knew that at the end, he'd
still have to miscarry the unborn child and there would be no other option.
Nonetheless, he lightly returned the warm smile.

"Alright. Now, we would appreciate if you leave now. I'm afraid the visiting hours are
already over."

The doctor wrote something down on his clipboard before directing the visitors the
way out. As much as Luhan would like to stay for the night, he knew he had to take a
leave, too. He quietly sighed before standing up, their hands still linked. "I'm coming
back tomorrow, Baekkie," he bent and planted a soft kiss on Baekhyun's head. The
petite brunet blinked, lightly nodding and giving his friend a warm yet tensed up smile.
He squeezed Luhan's hands at last before letting him finally go.
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He thought his tongue was knotted, his mouth disabled from speaking. His head had
sunken again but he didn't miss giving a last glance to his parents. His father wasn't
looking at all, his head straight forward. Baekhyun felt like his father already disowned
him. His father most likely hated him for his stupid, dumb mistakes. Baekhyun was a
disgusting unworthy slut, a disgrace for their family. Yes, his father hated him.

Compared against the male adult, Baekhyun's mother looked back, checking her son
one more time before walking off. Her soft gaze told Baekhyun his mother still cared
for him, that she was worried about him.

After Baekhyun heard the sound of the door shutting and the room was now filled with
loneliness, he let himself fall back on his sides, lying on his bed. He curled up in a ball,
embracing his legs with his arms.

Tiredness.

Nausea.

Fear.

Some time passed as he still laid in the same position, his stare completely blank and
dead. Was this his fate? Who would have thought this would happen to him one month
ago, anyway? Who would have thought his fate would change that fast within a month.
And here he was, pregnant, sick, scared, falling into a depression.

The brunet decided to check his messages before drifting to sleep, only to find out his
phone wasn't with him. He'd probably left it in that dark alley when he had been
abused. The fact that he now couldn't even contact his friends anymore made him
angry. Great.

After turning his face to the wall, he slowly managed to fall asleep.

201x/04/06 09:22 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

i'm sorry...

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201x/04/06 09:51 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

you're beautiful

201x/04/06 10:27 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

i know you probs hate me now but i dont care you can despise me all you want

201x/04/06 10:33 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

i deserve it

and i know you're ignoring me now..

201x/04/06 11:01 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

but at least know that i...

201x/04/06 11:05 PM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

never mind.

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Chanyeol ruffled his hair in frustration, erasing the words "i love you" and changing
them into "never mind.". He was angry with himself, especially for acting like an
immature idiot. The tall male was fucking angry and he couldn't take it anymore.

You left him alone, you fucking asshole.

He needed you. And you left him.

Fucking idiot.

Getting no reply from Baekhyun got him unbearable insane until he was already on
edge. He ruined Baekhyun's life, his complete fate. He. Park Chanyeol.

The giant limped to the balcony, which was linked to his room, having a half-empty
bottle of vodka in his right hand. As he made it to the balcony rail he leaned his back
against it, having one more sip of the alcohol. He felt an off-burning sensation slither
down his throat as he closed his eyes. Chanyeol had never been a heavy drinker and
most importantly he'd never consumed alcohol for hoping to erase his worries and
issues from his mind. But his head just ached more and more as time passed by, the
thoughts of the pregnant brunet just tore him down.

It was a Friday night and usually he would have been at some nightclub right now,
going off, and having some chick grinding on him.

What have you done to me, Byun Baekhyun.

201x/04/07 01:05 AM

From: Chanyeol

To: Baekhyun

i love you

[MESSAGE FAILED TO SEND]

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 Chapter 19: Hurt

He felt a rough material around his wrists, digging into his skin, and giving him greater
pain with each move he did in attempt to free himself. Before his eyes could get used
to the darkness in the room he was in, the lights got turned on. The room was big and
quite cozy yet it was unfamiliar, but when he started to look around, Baekhyun got
relieved a familiar tall person was with him and would probably help him escaping from
this mess.

He didn't even know how he got here in the first place.

"Chanyeol! Thanks god it's you..." Baekhyun continued fidgeting, even though it was
useless. He smiled brightly at the sight of the giant. "Why are you standing there?
Come on, help me already!"

Chanyeol headed towards the king-sized bed Baekhyun helplessly laid in. His face was
void of emotion, there was nothing to take in but a straight mien. Emptiness. All he
did was watching the brunet, and maybe having his eyes wandering down his body
and up again. He bent over Baekhyun, taking hold of his chin, and gazing his face in a
deep and hungry manner, showing his infamous smirk. "Cha-"

Chanyeol forced their lips into a sloppy kiss, biting Baekhyun's lips to dominate the
latter's tongue. Chanyeol's tongue roamed around the petite male's sweet mouth
cavern, exploring the heat before sucking the other's tongue. The sudden make out
session was indeed quite unexpected, but Baekhyun gave in, moaning into the kiss.
He knew, though, that this wasn't the best time for things like this, and to his luck the
raven-haired male finally pulled away.

"Chanyeol, we can't do this here, we have to escape! I don't even know what I'm doing
h-"

"Shut up."

Baekhyun frowned at the other's sudden rude words. Chanyeol had never treated him
like this. "What..."

"Byun, you're fucking naive and dumb. You think I'm here to save you? You think I
care for you?" The raven-haired teenager sharply said. Baekhyun thought he could
hear the sound of his own heart slowly shattering into pieces. He doesn't care for you,
his mind repeatedly said. You're just a toy to him. A naive, dumb toy.

"Stupid," the taller continued and lowly chuckled as he started to unbutton the white
shirt Baekhyun wore, in which the latter's body tensed in fear. Of course - moments
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like this were on a regular basis - but this time was quite different. The taller's
movements were nothing but rough and harsh. Reckless.

"What are you doing, sto-"

The giant cut him off by abruptly pulling the brunet's head back by his hair. "Would
you shut up? I'm trying to make this enjoyable. Sooner or later you're gonna be fat
and ugly. Like I'd touch that," Chanyeol glanced down to Baekhyun's belly, looking
clearly disgusted with the brunet's growing tummy.

Baekhyun stared at him with wet eyes filled with anxiety and most importantly hurt.
The giant's cruel words were more than above the line, and he didn't want to believe
them, but as soon as the words were constantly replaying in his head again, the brunet
would only sob more in pain. Fat. Ugly. Fat.

Ugly.

He thought Chanyeol would always find him beautiful, no matter what, no matter in
which situation.

And suddenly he hated their unborn child. That child was the reason Chanyeol would
find him disgusting soon.

That child was why Chanyeol dropped him off.

After Chanyeol managed to pull off Baekhyun's pants along with the boxers, his skin
slightly shivered by the cold air hitting his semi-hard cock. "P-Please sto-p, pl-please-
" Baekhyun's sobs got more and more uncontrollable by each word. He couldn't escape
due to his hands' disability and mostly due to his mental weakness. So, he just laid
there, already tearing up, and desperately begging the taller male to spare him the
violence.

"For fuck's sake, you really want me to go rough, huh?" Chanyeol said while unbuckling
his belt and unzipping his pants, revealing his already hard member. "Of course, you
wanna. Hell, why am I even asking, you've always been a desperate whore after all,"
he clutched Baekhyun's neck like he was about to strangle the shorter male. "Dirty,
shameless slut."

Baekhyun didn't notice the player had already lined his cock up to his entrance. And
without preparing said boy, he entered him raw, making Baekhyun's back arching in
shock. His limps were quivering and not only his heart felt like tearing apart, but also
his body, making the brunet remember the giant's size was quite above average.
"STOP, IT HURTS, STOP!! TAKE IT OUT!!!" He was screaming and crying in pain, his

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eyes tightly squinting. But Chanyeol wouldn't stop, hell no he would. He decided
to push all the way in, not hesitating the littlest moment.

"Oh fuck, you're still as tight as a virgin," he groaned at the tight warm walls clenching
around his member. Baekhyun's screams and crying begs of wanting him to stop made
him ironically even more excited, increasing his libido.

He pushed Baekhyun's knees down to the brunet's chest, gazing the latter's features
while doing so. Baekhyun's eyes were red and the tears would never stop streaming
down his cheeks. His hair, bruised lips and hot red cheeks only confirmed his messy,
ruined state. Just how the taller liked it. "I-It hurts, Yeol, p-please..." he managed to
say between cries, but got bluntly ignored.

After the giant had filled him completely up, he began slamming in a fast pace. Loud
screams were filling the room and they got louder and more pleading by each rough
thrust. Baekhyun thought he was about to pass out, the harsh poundings were
unbearable. The mental pain was unbearable. Baekhyun would have never thought
sex could be that cruel and unpleasing.

For a moment, he thought there was something leaking down his bare butt, and he
doubted it was cum.

"Ah, what a pity... You're bleeding," Chanyeol chuckled, only thrusting even harder
and deeper. Never stopping his reckless movements.

Baekhyun cried Stop's, Please's and It Hurts' but after the giant harshly slapped
him out of nowhere and manhandled him in an even more hurting way, his cries turned
into muffle sounds. Frightened, Baekhyun didn't dare to disobey Chanyeol. Scared by
the person he loved so much.

"Baekhyun!"

"Baekhyun!"

Baekhyun was tangled up in his sheets and covered in a cold sweat. He swallowed a
wave of nausea and fear that overcame him again. "Baekhyun!" he heard a familiar
voice saying again. His eyes tried to focus on the boy in front of him who eventually
turned out to be Luhan. The angelic boy helped him sitting up. "Are you alright? You
were screaming and crying in your sleep!!"

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Baekhyun's torn open eyes wandered down, his shaky hands quickly cupping his wet
cheeks. He'd been really crying.

"I-I-" the brunet's voice sounded raspy and unsteady. "I had a nightmare, I guess,"
he said between unsteady breathes, increasing his friend's worry. The scenes were still
in his head, like they were still continuing and never stopped. "F-Forget it, anyway,
why are you already here?"

"I decided to look after you after school, I thought you would know that!" Luhan
replied, but getting nothing but a confusing look from the brunet, making the blond
sigh.

"Y-You mean, I was sleeping this whole time?"

Luhan nodded, slipping next to Baekhyun. "I also bought you some nice snacks, but
you're not going to get them before you're telling me what that nightmare was about!"
Baekhyun just blinked at him, his face beginning to change at the mention of the
nightmare. "Oh, dumb question. You were screaming 'Stop', 'Take it out', 'It hurts'
between cries, so it's obvious what you were dreaming. The doctor was damn relieved
when he saw me, girl! He abruptly told me to wake you up as your close friend."

Baekhyun tried to avoid Luhan's stern looks at him, deeply embarrassed by the fact
the whole hospital might had heard him. "Baby, did you dream about that scenario a
few days ago? The ugly farts who tried to abuse you?" There was no response from
the smaller male, just a slight head shaking. His eyes were totally blank and seemed
lifeless, as if he suffered trauma. It must had been much worse, Luhan determined.

"Chanyeol?"

Baekhyun felt a lump in his throat. And tears were forming in his eyes again as the
elder mentioned his name. The next thing he knew was that Luhan's warm hands were
cupping his cheeks, whispering Shhhhh. He knew he shouldn't ask any more
questions. "It's okay, it was a nightmare. A nightmare, yeah? They're out of touch with
reality," he calmly breathed before locking the broken male in his arms.

Knock. Knock.

The knocking sounds from the door made them both look up, only to spot a certain
blond standing at the door.

"S-Sehun?"

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 Chapter 20: Former lovers

Baekhyun blinked twice, and thrice, not believing it's his ex-lover standing in front of
him. They locked eyes for a moment, but it seemed like an eternity for the both of
them. Sehun was staring with a straight face, but Baekhyun could see there was
something in his eyes, even if it was deep hidden. But then again, this was Sehun. His
eyes widened at the realization, his mouth gapping slightly, but there was not a single
word leaving rom his lips. Whilst on a contrary, Luhan was beaming with joy, smiling
widely as he happily stood up to approach the male.

"Ahh, Sehunnie~ I didn't want you to wait too long!" He said in an apologizing tone.
Baekhyun watched as the deer boy got him closer, a little too close to be exact, and
what happened next totally startled him.

Luhan tipped on his toe, holding Sehun's neck to pull him down for a sweet kiss. What?

Baekhyun unconsciously chocked in reaction, interrupting the couple in an instant.

They moved apart at the sound, coming back to the realization they were not quite
alone. Luhan blushed and embarrassingly scratched the back of his neck as he
chuckled at Baekhyun. "Baek, I'm sorry, I-I forgot to tell you that we are dating now,"
he nervously began. "I asked him today and he said yes. Things are going really fast,
right?" The older male glanced down in embarrassment, lightly smiling.

It was awkward, it really was. And painful. Very painful. "It's fine," Baekhyun weakly
smiled. He thought he was over Sehun. "You guys are... cute."

He really thought.

Luhan giggled as Baekhyun called them 'cute' and happily intertwined his hand with
Sehun's. Baekhyun could tell his friend was deeply in love with his former boyfriend. If
only I could give Sehun this kind of pure love.

The silence was painfully uncomfortable, especially for Luhan. "Anyway, I've been
informed that the policemen are currently searching for those abusers!" He nervously
interfered the awkwardness. "I'm sure they'll catch them," he grinned, showing his
white teeth, as Baekhyun nodded with his head lowered.

Sehun lightly smiled at Luhan, cupped his left cheek with his other hand, and pulled
him in into a forehead kiss. Baekhyun slightly lifted his head and he swore he saw the
younger male glancing to him.

After he let go of Luhan, he fully turned to Baekhyun. His mien straightened again, but
his eyes were different. They were telling him something, but Baekhyun couldn't quite
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comprehend it. The atmosphere turned heavy again and Luhan decided to break the
tenseness once more. "Uhh, I'm gonna get you some water, Baekhyun. Don't worry,
sweety! I'll be back as soon as possible!" He was hopping the two former lovers could
sort their things out in the meantime.

Baekhyun hummed as a response. It sure would be even more awkward without

Luhan, but he would just avoid any contact with his ex. Yes, that's how it would be.
After Luhan left, and a soft click from the door sounded, there was nothing but silence
dominating the room. And after what felt like an eternity, Sehun slowly approached
the brunet. Baekhyun slightly winced as he heard the blond's footsteps directing to his
bed.

"Baekhyun," his voice sounded soft and somewhat sweet. But as he came closer, the
elder unwittingly backed away, moving himself to the other side of the bed. Baekhyun
looked pale and so tiny, so weak. As if he would break to pieces if Sehun touched him
and the sight wrenched the blond's heart. "Don't be scared, I won't do anything to
you. Luhan told me what happened,"

The brunet clenched his teeth as he felt Sehun's weight dip down the edge of the
mattress. "He also told me what happened to you and Chanyeol," he continued.
Baekhyun had buried his face into his curled-up legs, avoiding the younger's stare in
this way. "Why are you here?" he questioned, hoping his voice wouldn't break. "I
cheated on you, I broke our love, I ruined you, I lied to you on a regular basis, yet
here you are, visiting me, looking after me. Damn, what am I even saying, Luhan
probably convinced you to-"

"Baekhyun."

"WHAT!!" He almost shouted as he raised his head to look at Sehun. Tears were
reassembling in his eyes again, and his hands were quivering from the sudden rush.
"I fucked behind your back, I lost my virginity to some guy I met one day ago while
talking to you on the fucking phone!" He paused, trying to control his breaths. "Yet
you're speaking so calm. You're acting like what I did is acceptable! You-"

"I'm still in love with you!!" Sehun exploded, cutting off the other male. Baekhyun
remained silent, the words still lingering in the room, and the tears finally brimming
over his face. "You think I shrugged all of these off? You think I don't care about what
you did?!" Sehun frustratingly buried his face into his palms. "I tried to despise you, I
tried to hate you and forget you," he continued. "But I can't, I just can't, I fucking love
you."

"Y-You don't, stop the damn jok-"

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"I FUCKING DO!!" He furiously yelled, making Baekhyun flinch from the shock. The
blond frustratingly ruffled his hair as he abruptly stood up and angrily kicked the chair
beside Baekhyun's bed, making it fall against the table. Baekhyun thought his heart
would burst out from fear. Never ever would he have thought his former lover could
be this frightening. "You think this isn't painful for me? You fucking think I'm alright
with still being in love with my ex-lover who cheated on me and got pregnant by the
school's biggest fucking jerkass?"

Sehun's face abruptly softened as he noticed Baekhyun's scared eyes, and the blond's
emotions were suddenly written all over his face. "B-Baby, I can't do this anymore,"
he broke. "Just let me love you the way I used to, and... and just love me back the
way you used to," Sehun softly breathed as he slowly approached Baekhyun again.
"Take me back. I need you, I need you so fucking much," The younger knew he acted
like an idiot, but he couldn't endure the pain anymore. He tried so many times, but at
the end he couldn't escape from his feelings.

"But what about Luhan... what about Chanyeol," Baekhyun's voice raised, breaking at
the last part.

"Look, Luhan's beautiful, cute and lovely, but... My feelings for you can't get replaced.
Luhan's nothing in comparison to you! I said yes because I didn't want to hurt him,"
Sehun let out a brief sigh. "He's the one who stayed by my side the whole time after
all."

Baekhyun frowned at his ex' words and lightly gasped, wanting to scold him for not
being serious with Luhan, but what the blond revealed next immediately shut him.
"And how can you even still think about that bastard! He fucking left you! Hell, I saw
him making out with some girl this morning!"

Chanyeol hadn't been at school today.

"You're meaningless to him, Baek. You've always been. He fucking played you and is
now doing fine as ever."

There were rumours going around he wouldn't even leave his house anymore.

But Baekhyun couldn't help but believe every word Sehun said. The fact that the giant
had already moved on was unbearable, and for a moment Baekhyun felt like vomiting
again.

Meaningless.

Sehun leaned in with one knee resting on the mattress as he got closer to Baekhyun.
He cupped his pale hands, and softly caressed them. "Baek, you have to abort the

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child, just please... Think about our future. The perfect future we could have,"
Baekhyun silently cried as he gazed Sehun's eyes. Brown orbs he wouldn't have
thought he would miss this much. "That fucking child is stopping us from that future.
We can overcome all obstacles, honey, believe me."

Sehun then lifted one hand, softly stroking Baekhyun's flushed cheeks, making him
quiver under his sweet touch. "There's no one who will love you the way I do,"
Baekhyun remained silent, and just took in the other's lovely stare, a stare full of love
and admiration. "I love you so much, Baekhyun. I love you, I love you, I love you," he
whispered and got closer and closer with every 'I love you', until they could feel each
other's hot breath on their skin.

Chanyeol didn't love him. He didn't care about Baekhyun. He was nothing but a
meaningless slut to him.

"I'll never stop loving you."

Their lips were only a few centimeters parted and it didn't take long for the both of
them to close the distance.

Chapter 21: Lost and gone

The warmth spread through both their bodies as their lips overlapped. Sehun's arms
slowly wrapped around the boy's thin waist, pulling their bodies closer. Baekhyun lifted
his own shaky hands before he cupped his former boyfriend's cheeks with them and
desperately drew him closer as if he was yearning for more. He wasn't right in mind
anymore, and he needed this.

Sehun always made him feel like he was worth it.

Baekhyun found his body pressed against the mattress, their bodies still tightly
pressed against each other. Sehun's plump lips felt soft and warm like Chanyeol's.
Yes, this remembered him of Chanyeol.

He thought this would let him forget about Chanyeol.

But Sehun's presence vanished and turned into Chanyeol's. Baekhyun desired
Chanyeol's kisses, he desired Chanyeol's touches. The brunet desired him. Chanyeol
was everything the brunet thought he never was. It was like the giant would always
live inside of him. Chanyeol, Chanyeol, Chanyeol-

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"Ahh, C-Chanyeol..." he unknowingly moaned against Sehun's lips, making the blond
promptly disconnect their lips. Sehun backed away and frowned at the boy laying on
the bed, taking in the fact the brunet just moaned the name he despised the most
while making out with him. And just when Baekhyun wanted to ask if there was
something wrong, he realized what he just unintentionally did. "Sehun, I-"

"What does he have that I don't?" He sternly questioned, gritting his teeth.

Baekhyun gulped as he tried giving it some serious thought. He lowered his head again
and nervously chewed on his wet lips before he began speaking again. "S-Sehun, I
don't know! I... I can't do this, it's- it's wrong."

"Listen, Baek. I don't care if you're not in love with me anymore. It's alright, really, I
can just make you fall in love with me again," Sehun assured him in a gentle tone.

"I can't, I-I love Chanyeol," the petite brunet retorted. "Everywhere I look I see his
face. Hell, even when I'm kissing another person, it's always him on my mind! It was
him I imagined having my body pressed against. It was also him I imagined holding
me and also his lips I imagined on mine. I can't do this... Sehun, I can't help but love
him and yearn for him more and more each day. I can't forget him and- I especially
can't fall in love with another person."

Sehun noticed the way the brunet's small body shivered and Baekhyun's tender words
of love made him wish it was him his former lover was talking about. He slowly drew
closer to him and softly lifted his head to lock their eyes again. "I won't give up on you
just yet. I'll make you mine again."

And they stayed like that for a few moments. Moments that didn't last long because
of a certain someone.

"What's happening here?"

Luhan's angelic voice made the two of them flinch in different directions, both being
aware the deer boy just walked in on them in a somewhat intimate moment. Sehun
immediately jumped off the bed, hastening to his boyfriend. "Lu, I was just comforting
him, don't get it wrong! I tried giving him helpful advice and--"

"It's fine, honey," he just giggled in return, showing off his white teeth. "You're so cute
when you're trying to explain yourself!"

The shorter blond gently stroked his lover's lightly red cheeks and pulled him in for a
kiss. Knowing Sehun's actual intentions and now watching them kiss made it even
worse for Baekhyun, the discomfort almost wrecking him. He felt like drowning.
Drowning in guiltiness.

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"Baek, the doctor approached me on my way and told me your parents want you to
stay here till the week's over," Luhan's voice shook him off his thoughts. Baekhyun
lifted his eyes only to notice the elder suddenly stood in front of him. He must had
been in very deep thoughts for not noticing. Sehun wasn't standing far behind the deer
boy. His arms were crossed and eyes directed to the wall, flimsy emotions lingering in
his gaze. Emotions only Baekhyun could notice.

"What?" The brunet lowly questioned, frowning at his friend. "Your parents want yo-"

"But why?!" Baekhyun raised his tone, cutting off the elder male.

"They don't want you to walk around in your pregnant state. I guess they want to keep
you here until your abortion is over," he softly replied. Baekhyun let his body fall
sideways and spoke no words. He laid in his bed, shivering and sobbing silently. His
eyes remained closed and his small body was curled into a ball. "At least take me out
for a walk," he breathed. "I wanna get out of this crap hole. Even if it's only for a short
time."

Luhan played with his fingers and pouted. "Ah, Baek... I really wanna take you out but
I have to meet up with my half-brother's family now. Ugh, fuck business! Like serious-
"

"It's fine, babe! Just go to that appointment. I will escort Baekhyun," Sehun's words
caused Baekhyun's eyes to instantly open. Sehun approached Luhan from behind and
wrapped his arms around the elder's waist, softly kissing his neck. "I promise I'll
protect him."

Luhan's cheeks flushed in a crimson tone, embarrassed by the sudden action. He

caressed his lover's hand on his belly, smiling widely. "Alright," he giggled in a cute
manner. He wasn't quite comfortable with leaving them alone for more than an hour,
yet he trusted Sehun. Sehun agreed to date him, there was no way he'd turn out to
be unfaithful right from the first day, right?

Sehun wasn't like that.

Chanyeol woke with a start to the sound of his phone ringing. He turned his body
around so that he was facing the nightstand and reached for his phone. Taking it and

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blinking rapidly, he tried to adjust his eyes to the brightness coming from the display.
Someone was calling him.

Kris was calling him. He abruptly answered the call, wondering what the matter was.
"Hello?" His raspy voice spoke.

"Dude, you're still sleeping or what? Open the fucking door, I'm standing outside."

Chanyeol groaned lifelessly as he slowly rose up from his bed. "Dumbass," he breathed
as he hung up the call. The giant rose to his feet and after taking a couple of steps
towards the door, his feet couldn't stop but hurt him more and more. Barely having
any balance, he still continued, feeling slightly dizzy as he walked through the floor.
The pounding in his head was impossible to ignore. Damn alcohol.

He took a breath before opening the door, hoping his friend wouldn't notice his weak
state. Behind the door stood the lanky male, casually leaning against the rail. "What
the fuck happened to you?"

Kris was studying Chanyeol's appearance, throwing him a judging look as he gazed
the latter's puffy eyes. "I swear you gotta leave your house! Do you even eat, dude?
This isn't the Chanyeol I know," he glanced down to the boy's clothes. Chanyeol was
in boxers and a plain shirt which looked like it had been soaked with tears and then
drained afterwards. "What happened to the player who had all the ladies and twinks
begging for him?"

"Shut the fuck up, Kris. I'm not in the mood. Don't ask any further questions or-"

"Fine, I get you. Just change your clothes and shave. I'm gonna try to distract you
from whatever... happened."

Even though he'd rather never leave his house again, even though he'd rather starve
at home and then die afterwards, he agreed to his friend's offer.

"So? What do you think?"

Chanyeol finally went out of the bathroom, revealing the Chinese male his new
refreshed appearance. Flawless skin, pushed-back raven hair, skinny jeans, attractive
scent and a black white shirt under his short black coat. Chanyeol smirked as he
noticed Kris' gasping look on his face. He knew he looked irresistibly sexy.

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"Fuck, you look bloody hot!" Kris blurted out as his eyes slowly wandered lower. "I-I
mean not as hot as me, but yeah, maybe close to it," he hurriedly added, making
Chanyeol chuckle.

"Whatever, let's go."

Chanyeol thought Baekhyun was finally out of his mind.

The grey clouds predicted it was going to rain soon, but they decided to walk through
the park anyway. Kris suggested they should hang out at the local video game arcade
first, a great choice for the start, he said. Afterwards they'd attend some hot club at
night. "I'm sure you're gonna be the same old Chanyeol again after a good fuck."

Chanyeol didn't reply and just bumped him with his elbow straight into his stomach,
making Kris squeal. "Hey, I'm being serious here! That little bitch has done this to
you!" Chanyeol turned his head away from the Chinese male, feeling the silence
pushing itself on them as he didn't reply again.

In the heavy silence a sudden scene made him stop in his tracks. At the first moment,
he thought of it as a simply mind trick. Noticing the giant's frozen state, Kris turned
to him. "For fuck's sake, what is it now?!" He hissed before following Chanyeol's stare.

Looking behind him, he saw two familiar bodies lying on a flowery meadow, one on
top of the other. Chanyeol gulped, his heart wrenching awfully as he watched the two
guys making out, not wanting to believe who they actually were.

Sehun was gently holding him by his small waist while Baekhyun willingly pulled him
closer by his neck. They looked like the happy couple from a few months ago.

The giant's eyes trailed down to the brunet's belly, the sight making him feel different
things. It was the only connection they still had. Their unborn baby. But considering
the actual situation, he doubted Baekhyun would want to keep it. Taking in the fact
there was no future for them, Chanyeol felt his heart pounding achingly in his chest.

Baekhyun moved on. He and Sehun both made up.

He turned out to be the looser now. He couldn't move on.

"Chanyeol," he faintly heard Kris worried voice, but couldn't react as his body was
becoming numb, the hot tears in his widened eyes threatening to fall.

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 And I thought that if he wanted me, even if it was only... for one night... I was ready
to give up everything.

Chapter 22: Confusion

Chanyeol violently unlocked the front door and rushed in in anger, slamming the door
shut. Several tears were continuously brimming over his hot-blooded cheeks as he
leaned against the door. He sobbed and could hardly breath, the scenes from earlier
still flashing across his mind until his knees gave in and he let himself slide down the
door. He had quickly left, Kris had been running after him but the Chinese male soon
backed out, knowing the sight Chanyeol had to witness must had been horrible for the
feelings that would never stop being present.

The feelings he had for Baekhyun were intense. He had never felt like this for a person
before, it was ridiculous and insane. Chanyeol thought he got insane.

He slowly rose up again, anger lingering in his gaze. Anger, hurt, pain, it was a mixture
of all kinds.

Smirking in a mad and creepy way, he kicked the glass vase which instantly shattered
against the wall. He then turned and hurried in his room, the pictures of Sehun and
Baekhyun still burning in his mind and he raised his fist before smashing it into the
mirror. "He's just a slut! Why would I fall in love with a slut?!" Chanyeol's voice
sounded rough but shaky, not caring that his fist started bleeding more and evermore.

The adrenaline in his body then gave in after he realized what he just did. "But it's
you. I-It was you all along."

"real__pcy wants to video chat with you."

Luhan blinked twice as the video call request popped up. Damn, he was just listening
to some hot boyband on his laptop.

They never video-chatted before, so he curiously agreed to the request. It must had
been a case of emergency, right? And the fact the giant hadn't shown his face at school
excited the elder's curiosity even more.

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Chanyeol was displayed on the screen, making Luhan roughly gulp because of the
unusual sight. His eyes were swollen and red, his hair messy, and his skin tone much
paler. In fact, Chanyeol looked totally fucked-up, but even then Luhan had to silently
admit he still looked good, and even hot. "Chanyeol, you..."

"Don't say anything, please. And I swear if you tell anybody about th-"

"I won't," Luhan sighed, slightly annoyed. "So why did you video call me?"

Chanyeol pursed and stared down, not wanting to show the elder boy the hurt and
weakness in his eyes. Honestly speaking, he didn't think this video call through at all.

"This is about Baekhyun, isn't it..." Luhan rather claimed then questioning. Chanyeol
abruptly looked up after his name had been mentioned, giving Luhan a clear look of
his appearance again. "Fuck, don't tell me-"

"Luhan, shut the fuck up already!" He roared, lowering his head as his hands dug in
his raven hair. He took a deep breath which turned wobbly before moving to the real
deal. "Just tell me what you know about Baekhyun."

Luhan studied the other's inordinate actions before he started to speak up, "I visit him
regularly, he's... I don't really know how he's truly doing if I'm being honest here," the
blond lied, not wanting to mention the nightmare Baekhyun earlier had about
Chanyeol. He knew for sure the giant would flip out and overreact and, maybe, even
think that Baekhyun was actually scared of him. "But why do you even care?"

This was indeed weird and confusing. Because thinking back, remembering how
Baekhyun cried about Chanyeol not wanting to take responsible and not caring for him
at all, this was quite surprising and out of context.

"I impregnated him, didn't I? I'm the father of the child he's carrying now, right? I
deserve to know, don't you think?"

"But..." Luhan began but never finished. He just let out a sigh once again, giving in.
"Baekhyun is in hospital now because- no, that doesn't matter now,"

Chanyeol leaned back, crossing his arms as he gazed the other male. He was about to
flip out, the thought that Baekhyun maybe had already aborted their child was a stab
right in his vital organs. "Well, it's not a big deal anymore. Really! Don't worry.
Anyway, his... his father wants him to abort the baby. Baekhyun was against an
abortion all along. He's still determined to keep the child, as far as I know."

Chanyeol's eyes widened, his lips slightly parting. There were a million thoughts
screaming in his mind, but all he heared was the deafening silence on the other end

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of the video call. Why? Why was Baekhyun against an abortion? Chanyeol nibbled on
his lips as he felt his hope slowly raising up.

"Chanyeol, he loves you," Luhan breathed, his words making Chanyeol's face soften,
and his clenched fist now relaxing. "He loved you yesterday, he loved you a month
ago and he still loves you. He always has. He always will."

The giant felt his eyes getting wetter and his cheeks heating, his heart beating in a
ridiculous rhythm. He wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't. He wanted to say
something. He wanted to say, I love him too, I want him, I need him, help me, but he
didn't.

Chanyeol didn't know why. His mind was a mess and he couldn't think properly no
more. After what he had to witness today, Luhan's words sounded pointless and wrong.

Silence between the males didn't last long because Luhan decided to break in. "On
another note, me and Sehun are dating now!"

"What?" Chanyeol finally retorted in disbelief. He had seen him making out with
Baekhyun today. Sehun and Baekhyun were dating now, didn't they? They made up.
What the deer boy said didn't make any sense to his ears at all. Neither did the love
confession.

"Me. Sehun. A couple," Luhan sighed in happiness, smiling widely. "You. Understand.
Now?"

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not stupid!" he furiously replied. "Whatever. Congrats, hoe."

"Thanks, Changoodgood."

There was something awfully wrong.

Baekhyun broke their lips' connection for a moment, blinking a few times before staring
at the other's dark brown orbs in a confused manner. He thought he heard
something, something that made his heart skip a beat. "What's wrong, darling?"
Sehun softly breathed as he stroked the brunet's warm cheeks.

"I... There was something," Baekhyun replied, sounding weak and low. He then
realized in which position they were and most importantly what they just did in public.
Eyes widening, he pushed the other male off him.

"Babe, what the fuck!"

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Baekhyun tried to steady his breaths and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I... I can't do
this! My body does what it wants but my mind reminds me that this is just wrong and-
"

"It's not. It's not wrong, Baek," Sehun broke in, slowly nearing the petite male once
again. "We're meant for each other. What we're doing is right. It's supposed to be like
this, sweety."

Sehun overlapped Baekhyun's body again, pressing him against the green grass. "I
already told you I'm not giving up on you," he breathed against Baekhyun's pink lips.
His hands were running down Baekhyun's sides until they reached his waist and
tightened their grip.

Their lips met yet again, fitting perfectly as they tasted each other. And in a brief
moment, Baekhyun thought Sehun was actually right.

In a brief moment, he forgot about Chanyeol.

Maybe they were really better off without the unborn child.

With just the two of them.

He and Sehun.

Just how it had been supposed to be right from the beginning.

Chapter 23: Under your spell

Days were passing. Days in which Baekhyun received regular visits both from Luhan
and Sehun. They were always the same, it basically felt like a continuous cycle. The
couple would always appear together at the door, and they would always leave
together.

Baekhyun would never miss Sehun's deep stares of love and sweetness whenever
Luhan looked away. And whenever the deer boy looked in his direction, he would tear
away his gaze, and pretend as if he was slowly getting bored with constantly visiting
the pregnant brunet.

Luhan noticed that Baekhyun was doing slightly better than he had been in the
previous days.

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What he didn't know, though, that Sehun would come at nights again and lie next to
the brunet while whispering words of love and sweetness. Soft kisses, lovely touches,
and stares full of affection. Baekhyun felt loved again. He felt loved, but he felt like
there was a certain hole in his heart which yet couldn't get filled with Sehun's pure
love. There was something out of place, something that felt like emptiness.

Yet he thought ignoring the numb sensations he still had even after getting
permanently showered with Sehun's love was the best option. Even though his former
lover's touches and kisses still felt foreign, he knew Sehun did him actually good.

But the fact that the blond was actually dating Luhan, the fact that said boy was still
oblivious to Sehun's intentions and unfaithfulness pierced Baekhyun's mind like a
burning knife.

It was the fifth day when he got woken by two males he'd except the least to wake
him up: Kyungsoo and Jongin. After all this time, they were still by his side and
supportive as ever which honestly surprised Baekhyun.

Baekhyun wanted to contact them the day before after Sehun had showed up with the
brunet's missing phone, but got too carried away at the end. Sehun apparently found
it in the derelict alley Luhan once had mentioned. After Baekhyun had whipped his
phone out of the blond's hand, he checked his messages straightaway. He had received
a lot of them, but none of the caring words were enough to reach his heart.

He had silently, desperately hoped he'd receive at least one of a certain giant.

But there were none. Unconsciously, he had stared at Chanyeol's name on his display
the whole night that day, the pain in his chest stinging, and his fingers sliding across
the empty chat.

The cheerful occasional jokes and the sight of his two close friends flirting around with
each other without even noticing it had Baekhyun giving one of his cheesy shimmery
eye smiles. Watching the two was better than any Kardashian show.

Though, anyone would admit that the sight of two dumb fucks who were both still in
denial was also quite an eyesore. Well, at least one of them.

"You're both so fucking stupid, it's almost painful to watch you guys," Baekhyun
chuckled as he covered his mouth. "You could easily settle this when only Kyungsoo
wouldn't be so damn stubborn to get on his knees."

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"What the fuck does that mean now?!" Kyungsoo roared in anger, his face reddening
in a crimson tone as his doe eyes widened to almost impossible sizes. "You're the one
to talk. We all know you would let Jay Park fuck you with a drill," he countered, ignoring
Jongin's uncontrollable laughter as he then grabbed the mango from the plate of fruits
on the table in an instant, threateningly approaching Baekhyun. "Let's see if I can
shove this up your damn ugly ass!"

Baekhyun both screeched and laughed in a mixture as he jumped up to dodge behind

Jongin as a movement to save himself from a possible death. "Wrong person, Soo.
You gotta do that to your hoe here."

Kyungsoo and Jongin were stupid. Stupid in love.

Baekhyun clenched his knees as he remembered which day it was today. He scrutinized
the white flooring, nervously nibbling on his own dry lips. The day his parents would
revisit him and make him fill the forms.

And it didn't even took them long to show up at the door. At least Sehun and Luhan
were punctual enough to stand by. Especially his former lover who would always
remind him about a better future. While Luhan actually hoped Chanyeol would visit
Baekhyun and win his heart over again in this one week, it turned the other way
around. Unfortunately, he did not know that his actual lover blindfolded the brunet's
heart.

Baekhyun was practically under Sehun's spell. It was like the younger's words were
carved into his heart. After the child was gone, he would start a new future. A future
with the tall blond by his side. Sehun would tell Luhan the truth and maybe the deer
boy would have sympathy for them.

Sehun never hurt him, he always treated Baekhyun like the princess he always wished
to be. Sehun loved him for everything he was. The younger male deserved someone
amazing, someone that will love him with their whole heart. Baekhyun knew, though,
that he couldn't be the one.

Yet he needed someone in his life. And he truly thought that Sehun would be the one.

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"We won't stand here the whole day. Fill the damn forms, get rid of it and the job is
done," Mr. Byun hissed the last part, already getting annoyed. The elder man leaned
against the window, his arms crossed as usual. Baekhyun's mother stood next by,
mute as ever, and her hands tightly gripping her purse with her head slightly lowered.

Luhan was sitting on the seat next to Baekhyun's bed, having Sehun by his side, as
he worriedly gazed Baekhyun. Never would he have thought, though, that the petite
male had already made up his mind.

Baekhyun grasped the forms, reading the first words as his mien straightened. "I..."

His heart then pounded relentlessly against his chest, the throbbing getting
unbearable. Chanyeol's face flashed across his mind, making him choke on his own
saliva.

Sehun was about to abruptly hurry to Baekhyun, when a certain male was quicker to
move and grasped his hand from the back. Luhan drew him back as he tightened his
grip even more. The warmth made Sehun admittedly calm.

He swiftly side glanced to his current boyfriend before turning his eyes to Baekhyun
again who was now staring at him back.

Do it, Baekhyun.

Do it.

Think about what we could have.

Baekhyun tightened his jaws, reading the words from Sehun's eyes.

Let's graduate as lovers. Let's attend college as lovers.

Let's live afterwards as lovers.

The words were constantly flickering in his mind, increasing ever more the more he
thought about it.

"I will fill out the abortion forms as fast as possible."

"No, you won't,"

a deep familiar voice sounded, the voice Baekhyun was never able to forget after all
this time. The voice he craved the most.
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His voice. The cause of the rough pounding in his chest he had now.

Everyone had their faces directed to the source of the voice, eyes targeting the tall
male who was leaning next to the door, handsome as ever.

Park Chanyeol.

Chapter 24: Dreamlike

Baekhyun's felt his heart coming back to life, reviving from the darkness he was
trapped in as his eyes met the giant's. His heart uncontrollably throbbing, he let the
forms slide through his hands as he didn't avert his gaze away. And in that moment,
he knew what love truly meant. He finally knew what it felt like falling deep in love.

It felt like finally being able to see. As if a covering had been lifted and he'd finally see
life for what it is. Feeling like as if the universe planned for the two of you to meet
that it was destiny.

Destiny.

Everything felt possible. Every single problem seemed to disappear and all that was
left is him and the thought of the person he loved.

"Who is he? Another guy you wiggled your butt for like the shameless whore you are?!"
Baekhyun's father broke in, furiously scoffing at his son. Chanyeol gritted his teeth at
the old man, as he went off the wall he leaned against to approach them. Assuming
the elder man must had been Baekhyun's father, Chanyeol already hated his guts. He
had never been the guy to hold back his thoughts on someone, but this time, this time
he knew he had to deal otherwise.

Not to mention that he couldn't do this if a certain brunet wasn't there. Just the view
of him gave Chanyeol rare feelings, incredible heartbeats and courage. Hope.

Sehun stared in hatred and contempt, not wanting to realize the sudden changed
situation. Everything in his body was screaming mad and he had a hard time holding
it in, not jumping up to attack the guy he loathed the most. The guy who caused all of
this, who took him everything away. And who probably was about to do it again.

Luhan noticed Sehun's sudden overwhelming anger, yet stayed mute, though the
triggering thoughts still stabbed his mind. Sehun was still in love with Baekhyun. He
never stopped.

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The deer boy began nibbling on his lips as he let go of his lover's hand, already feeling
the lump in his throat.

"Chanyeol..." Baekhyun quietly whispered in a broken, shaky tone, still overwhelmed

with all the different kind of feelings that hit him at once. Mr. Byun frowned at the tall
guy as the woman beside him pursed her lips. Needless to say, she knew who this
was. "It's the guy who impregnated Baekhyun," she stated under her breath, yet quite
audible for her husband. His eyes instantly widening in anger, he broke his crossed
arms.

"Oh, the guy?" He loudly gibed. "The jerk who's responsible for this shit?!"

Chanyeol tilted his head to the elder, his gaze consistent and even. He then pursed his
lips and lowered his look, the guilt still maintaining in his throat. He had known this
would be a tough nut to crack, and this man's presence wasn't decreasing his anxiety.

Nonetheless he wasn't going to lose this battle. He would fight for the one he loved
the most, and he was ready to give his everything before it was too late. Even if it
meant he'd lose himself, he didn't plan on losing him.

"I'm sorry," he finally voiced out, having all eyes on him. "I'm sorry for everything,
for..." his voice turned shakier, his lips already shivering. Chanyeol lifted his head, his
now-teary eyes targeting the brunet on the bed. Baekhyun felt his heart tightening,
his fists clenching as he tried to stifle his sobs, the emotions overwhelming him. Their
eyes met once again and neither of them tore their gaze away this time. "I'm sorry for
seducing you, for leaving you, for being an asshole, for ruining your life,
for everything I did."

The words were heaving in the room, every single word made Baekhyun's heart skip
a beat.

Chanyeol then switched his view to the brunet's parents. "I'm apologizing for taking
away... the perfect fate your son could have," he sadly sighed in addition, before he
turned to Baekhyun again. "I would have never thought to find myself falling in love,
but he made it easier every day."

Sehun nervously nibbled on his lips, having his eyebrows knitted together, whilst
Baekhyun was growing stiff, his body overwhelmed with sudden emotions and his face
threatening to turn into a mess in very few seconds. Chanyeol's words sounded merely
unrealistic and inconceivable, dreamlike. "Baekhyun..." No way in he-

"I love you, Byun Baekhyun," Chanyeol's soft voice sounded and lingered in the
air. "So, so fucking much. More than words can say, I..."
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The giant took a few steps closer towards Baekhyun, his red eyes brimming with tears.
"B-But I fucked up, I ruined you, I did this to you, it's my fault-" his voice broke at the
end, never managing to finish his sentence.

I love you, Byun Baekhyun.

More than words can say.

Baekhyun's mind was replaying the words like an endless looping cassette, still trying
to realize them, to comprehend them. Not did he realize though, the erupted hot tears
climbing down his face.

Luhan gaped, being just as surprised as the other attendees, as he slowly glanced to
Sehun. As hard as the younger tried to keep it down, the pain was written all over his
face. The anger, the sadness, the wrench.

"Baekhyun..." Chanyeol continued in a soft, emotional tone, making Baekhyun's heart

already flutter just by saying his name. "I want you so much, I... want a future with
only you."

The tears were uncontrollably streaming down, his sobs being quite audible and
unceasing. His lips refused to move to let the three words he badly wanted to say out,
instead he brokenly whispered "Chanyeol". Chanyeol was right in front of him, refusing
the abortion, confessing, but the moments were too good to last. The giant stepped
closer and closer, standing now in front of the brunet before he took the seat next to
Baehyun. The petite male only stared with widened teary eyes, his lips slightly parted,
and his breath hitching the more the taller got closer and closer.

Sitting next to the love of his life, he reached for the smaller's pale hands. He cupped
them in his, and hell, it was ridiculous how even the littlest touch had both their whole
bodies uncontrollably shaking and instantly heating. They locked eyes as everyone
remained silent and watched. Baekhyun's face was already drained in tears and his
cries would only get more uncontainable when he had the brown orbs he had loved
the most looking into his eyes. Sehun was already being uneasy and edge, making
Luhan notice this immediately, but the next thing they saw was the breaking point.

Chanyeol caressed the quivering hands, breathing "I love you so fucking much," before
letting go to take the brunet by his cheeks, pulling him for a soft and passionate kiss.
The touching of their lips - what they both yearned the most. It was intense,
incredible, mind-numbing.

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Never had Sehun saw the both of them kissing in person. Never ever had he thought
he would ever.

But he didn't get to the complete breaking point.

Because a very certain blond was now holding onto his hand, squeezing and seeming
as if he would never let go of the other ever again. Sehun turned his gaze to Luhan, a
sudden warmth going through his body, and his hand unconsciously squeezing the
other's back.

"This is a joke, right? This asshole truly thinks he can do and have whatever he wants,"
Baekhyun's father barged in, chuckling in a mockery tone as everyone snapped out of
their actions. "Scratch that future bullshit, saying that is plain stupid and ridiculous for
a child like you," he then added, "Go home, he'll get rid of it and you can continue
being the foolish fuck boy you are whatsoever."

Chanyeol gritted his teeth at the offensive words, being mad the elder would take his
confession as a joke. He lowered his view as he-

"Shut up."

Baekhyun retorted instead of the giant, his voice fierce and stern. Never ever had he
been rude to his father, but he didn't regret it either at all. Millions of things were
running through his mind, still trying to comprehend the situation, the giant's honest
words towards him, and it almost made him break down completely. Chanyeol looked
up just to lock his eyes with Baekhyun yet again, loosing himself in that split second.

Mr. Byun narrowed his eyes at his son, his mouth gaping as he was puzzled by the
brunet's sudden insolence. Just as he moved his lips to scoff at the boy, he instantly
got cut off. "I will give you anything," Chanyeol turned his head to the elders, almost
sounding desperate. "Anything you want, I can offer you a villa, loads of money, a
better employment! Just let me... have him, just don't make him abo-"

"Oh I see... so you're the heir of the Park Company," he frowned, slowly crossing his
arms again as he took a step closer. "As much as I appreciate your offer, I'm not
planing on having a grand-whoreson." Chanyeol clenched his fist, having no endurance
left. "Poor your parents. Poor you. How many more whores did you already
impregnate?"

He sighed in addition, directing his view to his son. "And poor us for having an
impregnatable son. What a disgrace," Baekhyun's father said grossed out.

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Male pregnancy wasn't really prestigious in the society they lived in, in fact, it was
quite the rare case. His father's humiliating words were a stab of searing pain in
Baekhyun's gut, in his soul, in the gut of his soul.

"Go away!!" Baekhyun screamed his lungs out. Being the pregnancy as a cause of
his much worse state, he tried to steady his breaths. Everyone had their eyes on him
in a heartbeat, startled because of the brunet's sudden aggression. Chanyeol worriedly
took Baekhyun's hands in his again, trying to calm him because stress was the last
thing that should get appreciated when one was pregnant. "Fuck off!!! I fucking hate
you! It's my child, our precious child, so leave for fuck's sake!!" Baekhyun continued
crying out.

"Baekhyun sweety..." His mother butted in and tried approaching her son before she
got backtracked.

"Actually, I have a greater idea," Mr. Byun claimed, dragging the woman along and
directing their way to the door. "He's right."

"You're crazy, Jinhyuk! He's our son!" Mrs. Byun yelled, getting her husband's
intentions.

"Not anymore. I'm in no way related to that whore over there."

Baekhyun felt a shiver running down his spine and almost bit his lips open, realizing
what he just unintentionally screamed out of stain. "You're the fucking bastard in this
conversation, how do you even have the audience to call him a whore?!" Chanyeol
finally let the anger out, his patience completely gone.

Baekhyun could merely breath No's as his father ignored the taller's rudeness and
pushed the door handle down. His mother's screams were the only audible sounds in
the room.

They left him.

His parents abandoned him.

Chapter 25: Reality

Silence ruled after the Byun parents left for good, something Baekhyun didn't plan on
aiming. His fate becoming apparent that the usual life he used to live was now
completely gone. He was 17 - awaiting a child - and got abandoned by his parents.

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The soft touch his hands sensed made him come out of the terrifying nightmare his
mind trapped in. Baekhyun's eyes lifted just to witness the comforting warm smile of
Chanyeol.

Sehun got uncomfortable, feeling like he had been taken for a ride and got pranked
and mocked eventually. Nonetheless, the blond beside him made him feel that
he was worth it. That he was still loved. Yet he let go of the hand that was still holding
on him tightly, the image of the love of his life looking at someone the way he never
had looked at him being too much of a torture, and hurried out of the room that
suddenly felt much smaller.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun were too into each other to notice this unlike Luhan who didn't
hesitate at all to follow his said to be 'lover'.

The door clicked, the only ones still presenting the expecting parents. The time they
were separated from each other wasn't the longest yet it felt like an eternity. The tears
still pouring, he swallowed before speaking out the words that were lingering on his
lips the whole time. "I love you too, Chanyeol."

Chanyeol's heart fluttered just by the sound of Baekhyun's beautiful voice. He closed
the distance between the two bodies by quickly bending over Baekhyun and pressing
his body against the mattress. His arms wound tightly around Chanyeol's neck, the
petite male's legs naturally embraced the taller's hips, snuggling into his body. "A-Are
you real? Are you really with me right now, did y-you really come back to-" Baekhyun
couldn't stifle his sobbing. "Is this some delusional imagination of mine, some stupid
dream that makes me want to believe you're actually in love with me?"

Baekhyun's face was soaking in tears, the giant noticed this and kissed away the
teardrops, breathing a soft "It's real," while smiling. "I'm so so sorry. So sorry. I'll
never be able to forgive myself for what I did," he said between the kisses. "I fucking
hate myself, I-I hate myself so much."

Baekhyun quietly sobbed, his heart ridiculously bumping because damn this was the
only thing he needed right now. The warmth of Chanyeol's body caused him to tremble
not from cold but want and love. It was way more different than being with Sehun -
everything felt in place. The world seemed brighter, but then he noticed that Chanyeol
was also silently weeping.

"Ch-Chanyeol..."

"I left you because I was scared to fall in love. I was scared of everything - I-I couldn't
deal with anything, I..." he nuzzled into Baekhyun's neck. "I was so fucking s-stupid.

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Yet you're here telling me you love me, yet you're letting me touch you. You- You even
want to keep the child even though it meant to get disowned by-"

"I don't know..." Baekhyun didn't let him finish off. "I honestly don't. I don't know why
I'm doing this," he then let a light sigh out. "It's just... Your presence overtakes my
heart. Whenever I look at you, my insides are burning, whenever you look at me, it's
like you're blindfolding my heart."

Smiling weakly, he clutched the back of Chanyeol's jacket. "You have no idea how long
I waited for you to come through this door." The grip tightened when he felt the taller
quivering, shaking and sobbing against his body, his muffled cries too hard to
suppress. Chanyeol held onto the shorter male's waist as he took in the other's scent
before whispering, "Can this last for a little more? M-Me holding yo-"

"I want this to last."

"With our genes, our child will sure be the most beautiful person alive, our child will
sure have all the chicks and boys lusting over them, damn our child will become a
fucking superst-"

"Chanyeol."

"Hey stop pinching me!"

"I hope our child will at least not be a douche like their giant of a father and fuck every
single one of them."

"If that means baby boo will find the love of their life at the end just like their daddy
did then I'm fine with that."

"You're crazy."

"Crazy for you, babe."

"Chan-"

"Come with me,"

Chanyeol breathed while looking at the boy in his arms as he tightened his embrace.
Baekhyun was lying with his back against Chanyeol's chest as he suddenly snuggled
closer, holding onto the giant's protective arms. Chanyeol nuzzled into his neck as if
he was addicted to his lover's scent before softly kissing his neck.

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"What... What do you mean?" Baekhyun whispered back, questioning the other's
intentions.

Chanyeol gently smiled and caressed Baekhyun's small baby bump before kissing him
again. "Let's live together. My mother's going to support us since..." he looked up to
the white ceiling. "Since she already knows. My mom had to go through the same
thing when she was your age."

Baekhyun smiled at the soft touch on his stomach, as if the giant was scared of
crushing the baby and it was unutterable cute. "A-Are you sure? Won't I be a burden?"

"Don't be ridiculous, baby. Just come with me, I'll... We'll take care of you. I'll arrange
it so that you'll have private lessons. I will love you, I will catch up on when I wasn't
there to do so and I will never leave you again-"

"Fine!" Baekhyun vividly giggled in a cute manner, making Chanyeol's heart skip a
beat. "But first... I wanna have three portions of Deobokkie, so take me out for dinner!"

Everything still felt like an unreal, delirious dream.

"You have to let him go, S-Sehun,"

Luhan carefully said in a lower tone, afraid of the current situation. Sehun dragged
him to some bar, ignoring the fact they were both underage. "And stop drinking that
thing, you're freaking 16! Just let's go home..." Luhan tried to snatch away the liquor
yet without avail. "You never do these things, the fuck is wrong with you!!"

Sehun then lazily turned to the screaming blond sitting beside him, his slight-sleepy
eyes making the alcohol influence he was under noticeable.

"You told me you were over him!" Luhan continued, the hurt written all over his face.
"But you fucker fucking played me, you took advantage-"

Sehun couldn't take it anymore, having enough of the blond's rambles and grasped
him by the neck to pull him in, crashing their lips together in an angry, furious way.
Luhan eyes widened, trying to push the younger away yet failed because of the lack
of strength. The only thing sensible being the pure desperateness of the other's tongue
as the younger ravished his cavern before he surprisingly pulled back.

"Nothing would come this way if I just fucked him right from the start, right?" Sehun
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him from escaping. "He needed to get fucked, that's why he cheated on me, that's
why he bounced on that jerk's dick while I was having lunch!"

Luhan groaned vocally as he could feel a bulge slowly forming in Sehun's jeans,
rubbing against his own. He quickly gripped the taller's shoulder in case his knees
would give in in a heartbeat.

"You're just another shameless slut, right? Stop acting like I would have never found
out you were the one spying on them and then leaking that sex tape," Luhan could
smell the heavy alcohol scent hovering over his nose. He whined at Sehun's words,
too intimated by this unusual side of him. "I know it was wrong, I-I just wanted to win
o-over y-" and eventually his own moans cut himself off, his body automatically
pressing forwards, being desperate for more friction down there.

"I'm gonna show that fucking whore of an ex how I fuck."

Chapter 26: Uncommon sensations

Luhan could feel hot sweat dripping down his nape, his eyes torn open as the younger's
words sounded. He was utterly scared to actually retort, the tears already gathering
in his eyes and damn did he just say-

"This is what you want, don't you?" Sehun manhandled the deer boy by his chin and
freed his neck from the bothersome fabric with the other hand, attacking the pale
untouched neck straightaway. "Me fucking you senseless," he mumbled into the skin.

Luhan gasped and he thought for a moment his heart would crumble due to the
relentless pounding in his chest. "Y-You're drunk, stop, please..." He managed to say
between sustained sobs. He honestly didn't want this, not with the other male being
completely blasted, not with no strings attached, especially not when being a
virgin, yet he was painfully aroused.

Not to mention that he also was scared shitless of the taller's actions.

Sehun started to mercilessly suck on the elder's neck, licking and biting there until
Luhan's knees would completely gave in. He roughly pulled him by his wrist, directing
their way to a room upstairs (which the bar apparently offered). Luhan hated this, he
hated that he could feel his dick ragging against the tight jeans fabric, he hated the
hurt feeling he got from all of this, and most importantly he hated himself for not
escaping, for being too weak to stop Sehun for good.

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Sehun tore the door open and ruthlessly tossed Luhan into the bed before shutting the
door behind him. Even though he was wasted he still managed to keep his strength
and balance. "Do you already feel excited? Excited by the thought of having my dick
ramming into your tight ass?" The tall blond stepped closer and closer as Luhan feared
more and more. He retracted, steadying himself on his elbows as his breathing got cut
while Sehun was leaning forwards. "Just like what you saw back then in the locker
room," he slurred, the lust in his gaze impossible to ignore. "You're just another one,
you also wanna get fucked so bad, don't you?"

"Stop this already, S-Sehun," he whimpered as the latter started recklessly undressing
him, biting on his bottom lip when Sehun was about to remove the last clothing. Luhan
noticed his phone remained next to him but got startled as Sehun didn't hesitate at all
to tear his boxers down, completely ignoring the elder's cries.

"Shut the fuck up, will you?!" Sehun huffed before pushing two fingers into Luhan's
mouth, forcing him to suck on them. And Luhan hesitantly sucked them in, moaning
as he did so before they got pulled out again.

Luhan squeaked when he felt the now wet fingers brushing his asshole, three digits
entering him in a heartbeat at once. The sudden harsh pain was insanely intense and
the room was filled with sobs and cries and screams of It hurts and Stop it. Getting
nothing but ignored, the younger pulled the fingers out before starting to work on his
belt. "Fuck," he muttered, being too drunk to manage unbolting the belt. Luhan gazed
him, his own body in heat and sweat, quivering uncontrollably before getting roughly
turned over.

His ass now up in the air, he finds the phone laying below his abdomen. Luhan felt his
ass cheeks pressed apart, followed by something wet and hard sliding between them.
The 'thing' poked against his entrance, leaving him breathless and panicked while the
horrendous male behind him moaned due to all the uncommon sensation.

Luhan hated himself for actually liking all of this, his ass unconsciously moving
backwards as he frantically grasped the phone below him to delay a number.

Beep

Sehun coarsely clutched the blond's hips, "Be good, or else-" he then bit his lips,
groaning hard as he slowly pushed in, the heat and tightness welcoming him so well.
Gasping hard and the phone unintentionally falling below him, Luhan bent his body in
pain and screamed his lungs out as the tears were pouring down his flushed face.

Beep
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Sehun was apparently quite the big size, the non-lubricated penetration making it
worse as his ass cheeks almost felt like getting cut into two. Every bone in his body
felt like shattering into pieces.

"Hello?"

A little voice sounded from the forgotten phone. Luhan panted hard, his eyes tightly
shut as the male behind him went all the way in. Resting himself on one elbow, he
tried reaching for his phone, shakily holding it against his ear. "B-Baekhyun..."

Sehun was too intoxicated, his mind completely befogged to notice what the deer boy
was up to and just rammed his cock into him, twice, and thrice, recklessly thrusting in
and out. It hurt like a bitch, yet Luhan couldn't help but moan shamelessly over the
sounds of their skin slapping, the sensations getting to him. Yet his just-deflowered
butthole felt like breaking, yet it felt like he was about to die on the spot.

"Luhan?"

"Help m-me, h-help me... aaaah," he moaned vocally, panting violently as the tears
were still brimming over his heated face.

"W-What is happening there?!"

Luhan bit his lips harshly, moving his hips backwards, the pain and roughness slowly
changing into lust and want. The phone sliding out of his hand, he took in the pleasure.
Sehun bent down to the deer boy's back, still pounding deep and rapidly as he kissed
the other's neck. He groaned into the skin while he started rubbing Luhan's stiff
nipples.

"F-Fuck me harder, Sehun, ahhh~

And the line went dead.

"Babe, who were you talking to on the phone?"

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Baekhyun jerked startlingly, not having excepted the giant to barge in all of a sudden.
They were at Chanyeol's mansion, in a room Chanyeol had chosen for the couple to
sleep in due to the king-size bed it contained. They were back home after the lovely
dinner Chanyeol treated him to. With the giant's lovely stares while feeding him at the
restaurant and eventually carrying him bridal style to their room, it was enough for
the pregnant brunet to call it the best date of his life. Chanyeol had been out the room
making a phone call with his mother when Baekhyun's phone had rung out an incoming
call.

He turned his view to the door at which Chanyeol surprisingly popped up. "You look
terrified..." The raven-haired male remarked worriedly, stepping towards his lover on
the bed. "What happened, Baekhyun?"

Baekhyun lifted his gaze to the taller male, taking a shaky breath as he weakly smiled
before fending off his look.

"Nothing."

Chapter 27: Maybe

The sun tickling his pale face, Luhan's eyes twitched a few times, the brightness slowly
drawing him back to consciousness. He felt incredible uncomfortable, his whole body
aching, feeling absolutely sore. Worn out. Filthy.

His memory was hazy, broken, and the void in his mind silently begged to get filled.
He must had been dreaming something outrageous as hell, right? That'd explain the
deficient memory. But why would his body--

The blond male noticed a naked torso pressed against his bare back, the owner's heart
pounding being remarkable. Not to mention the arm around his naked waist. Naked.

Sehun's heavy scent was almost impossible to ignore, he thought. Sehun?

Oh. Sehun.

His name was ringing in his head, and his presence was most certainly enough to
replay last night in his mind.

His crush practically raped him, yet-

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-

Luhan clutched the already dirtied sheet, moving his ass backwards and forcing the
cock to bury in deeper. His watery eyes squinting, his hair messily tossed, red
scratches covering his back and hips, his red bruised lips gaping with saliva streaming
down his mouth corner, yes, he totally looked ruined and destroyed now, and the view
was goddamn obscene.

"I-I love you, Sehun, I- ahhhh love you! S-So much!" He moaned vocally, breathlessly
chanting Sehun's name, and completely drunk in pleasure every time the latter hit his
prostate. "Please... S-Say it back, l-love me... Love my b-body."

"I love your body, baby," Sehun groaned, gripping the other's already bruised hips
rougher, and repeating his harsh thrusts over and over again.

--- yet he liked it.

Luhan pushed the arm around his cold body away, freeing himself vigorously as he
jumped right up and was almost about to dash away. He gazed the still sleeping male
in the bed with torn open eyes, bit hard on his underlip; chest heaving as he breathed
through his nose. The elder's heart felt like busting out, and he tried to calm this
sudden trance of his.

And soon the lower pain began to interfere.

They had sex and he lost his virginity to the one he loved yet he wasn't sure about his
love anymore.

It wasn't the fluttering in his heart. It was the brokenness.

He had been used.

Luhan took a step back, quickly picking up his clothes to dress into them, his eyes not
leaving the target as he still glared at Sehun. He looked peaceful. Innocent. Almost
like an angel. So... flawless.

Eventually he tore his look away, not wanting to allow the soft blind pinky part of his
heart to overtake him. He could stay with him, give him more and ever more of his
heart, give him all of himself. Maybe Sehun would finally fall for him after last night,
there was still a chance, right?

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Maybe one day it's only you and him.

But maybe you just should finally let go.

They say holding on means believing that there's a past, right? Letting go is knowing
that there's a future.

Maybe you'll be happier if you do. Maybe you'll laugh one day about your selfish
teenage self, telling your children about your stupid high school crush.

A few hesitant moments flew by until the door clicked shut and Luhan's bedside
remained empty.

"What about Chanhae?"

"You can do better."

"Minyeol?"

"They all sound like your freaking name."

"So?"

Baekhyun snorts, grabbing Chanyeol neck in a fiercer way as he turned his face to his
lover instead of the neatly-made breakfast they were having. "We don't even know
whether it's a boy or girl!"

The room they were eating in was pretty big. Not to mention the goddamn XXL table
which seemed like it was big enough to fit 5 families, and yet Chanyeol wanted his
'little sunshine' to sit on his lap.

Chanyeol smirked before feeding the little brunet with another slice of the vegetables,
making sure the latter would eat appropriately and healthy through the whole
pregnancy.

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"What about Bom? I mean if it's a girl, it'll be Park Bom then, right?" Chanyeol added
to the table. If there wasn't the layer of seriousness in his voice Baekhyun would have
thought he was just joking. But, fuck, Chanyeol was deadass suggesting- Fuck.

Baekhyun tried to keep his annoyed facade, rolling his eyes at Chanyeol's words, yet
it was actually too hard to surpass a laughter.

Their faces were only inches apart, having both their heart racing rapidly every time
they studied each other's features. And silently wondering in their head if one could
get any more beautiful.

"What about Taehyung?" Baekhyun suddenly resounded, chuckling as he paddled with

his feet.

"Taehyung? Boy, you wish. Yeah, it sounds cute, but I'm still in favor of-"

Baekhyun shut him up by pushing his fingers in the latter's mouth, 'shh'ing him in that
way. Chanyeol was trying to push the brunet off him, therefor fidgeting his legs as he
seized Baekhyun's waist, both laughing in unison.

Until Baekhyun felt something strange pressing against his buttocks, the 'thing'
seeming to grow bigger the more intense the frictions down there got. And instantly
their laughs lapsed into silence.

Chanyeol chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, knowing the
meaning behind Baekhyun's red face. "C-Can I fuck you? Haha."

Baekhyun felt like turning into a freaking ocean, gasping as he slapped the other's
shameless grin away. "Yeol!" he yelled in embarrassment and awkwardness. It
reminded him of the murky affair they had. The exact same words, yet words which
possessed a different shell compared to the ones weeks ago.

"What!" Chanyeol retorted in desperateness, not loosening his tight grip on the other's
waist. "It's been one week since we reunited, so why can't I f-"

"One day, you mean."

"Whatever!" Chanyeol whined, pulling his lover closer, craving for body contact.

"You haven't changed, have you?" Baekhyun sighed, lightly tilting his head and
eventually kissing the giant full on the lips. "And somehow, I fell in love with that
obscene, immature side of yours," he added with a laugh, licking the other's lips in a
seducing manner before backing out. "How the hell should we explain these things to
our child if he or she ever asked. 'I already was in a relationship, yet your father was

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bound and determined to fuck me so I just gave in because I didn't get any from my
actual boyfriend'?"

Chanyeol's grin widened cheekily. "Woah, you've cracked it, baby," he chuckled before
bursting out laughing only to get hit again.

But maybe things wouldn't go like they hoped they would at the end.

Strange how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same
time, huh?

Maybe they were just the fortune's fools.

Maybe.

Chapter 28: Lovestruck

"A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home
happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten and the future worth living for."

And honestly, if someone had told Baekhyun that four months ago he would have
laughed in their face. Because never would he have thought that a child would fill a
place in your heart that you never knew was empty.

Four months.

He tightened his grip on the warm hand he was holding, cautiously hovering his other
hand over his baby bump which was poorly hidden under the sweater he was wearing
before directing his gaze to the blue sky.

And it was funny how he also met Chanyeol just four months ago. If someone had told
him he'd carry the child of the biggest player at their school, if someone had told
him this guy would be the one, the one who'd made him drop everything; his boyfriend
and even his family, Baekhyun would have died of laughter.

Their clutching hands were childishly swinging in the air but came to a standstill as
Chanyeol suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows knitted together. The brunet
could feel his stare burning in Baekhyun's pale, yet hickey-stained, neck, making the
shorter male shiver.

"You didn't hide them?" His voice was rough, yet almost, almost whiny.

"Huh-"

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"The hickeys! People will think I'm uncaring, reckless, rough and some guy who only
thinks with his dic-" Baekhyun wants to ram himself against the wall.

"Wow, the self-denial," he then retorted in a cheeky, sarcastic manner.

"What was that?!"

Baekhyun chuckled girlishly, showing off his irresistible beaming eye-smile. Whenever
he wasn't occupied with eating or studying, Chanyeol would appear behind him
nuzzling in his neck and start kissing the soft skin in the most seductive way. Also
known as the infamous movement when he was asking for sex. And of course,
Baekhyun was never the one to decline.

He should have known after all. Poor guy Chanyeol - he was definitely not the type of
guy to pass on his... well, favorite hobby.

Neither could Baekhyun keep on his reputable facade and ignore his raging hormones.
The same raging hormones he had since day one. The same craving, greed, desire.
They were still there.

The new hair color on Chanyeol - the hot ash grey Baekhyun was especially keen on
since the very first day - wasn't helping either. Chanyeol knew, how much Baekhyun
liked it.

And every time before they were on it, Chanyeol would crawl down, facing Baekhyun's
belly while he'd whisper a soft, apologizing "sorry" as if he'd talk to the growing
tummy.

And in that swift moment he'd feel sparks lighting and spreading throughout his whole
body, leaving his heart restless, leaving him overflowing with emotions; leaving
him alive.

Park Chanyeol had always been the hugest idiot.

Three months passed since their reunion at the hospital. Three months since his
parents had abandoned him. But also, three months which felt like ten years of loving.
Three months which felt like years of marriage.

Chanyeol was his family now. And the thought alone made his heart pound in an
almost illegal pace.

The guilt for having get his ass fed on money constantly washed over him, though.
Baekhyun always had the need to remind the giant to quit spending money on him,
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his life by himself. Yet however, Chanyeol would always shut him up with another
portion of pancakes, gently whispering a soft "Idiot" in return.

In these three months Baekhyun met the Park mother only two times. What a terrifying
fact.

He was quite sensible of Chanyeol's busy commercial parents. As for the Chanyeol's
father, Baekhyun never ever caught a glimpse of him and he never opted to question
the lacking presence of his lover's father either.

Chanyeol's mother was anything but how Baekhyun had imagined her. Lovable,
supportive, sweet and full of kindness.

"Wow! You're so pretty. Baekhyunnie, right?"

Baekhyun grinned at the cheesy nickname, nodding radiantly as he bowed to the

fancy-looking woman. She looked quite young, great and gorgeous for a mother,
making it quite noticeable who Chanyeol had inherited the good looks from. Her fresh
face had a tinge of pink to it, making her look even younger. This lady was Chanyeol's
mother.

And hell, were his insides quavering.

Because besides being Chanyeol's mother, this woman's rank and name was imitating
the shit out of him.

"A-Ah! Quit the formality, would you, son-in-law?" And her snickering lighted up the
male's heart.

Son-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-lawSon-in-
law

The words were stabbing his head, his heart racing ridiculously as he felt his ears
reddening to the point that he was afraid they'd fly off his head.

Son-in-law.

His heart almost burst into fire, "N-Nice to meet you--"

"Mom. You can call me 'Mom'. We're a family now, after all!"

Yes, this woman, who was probably one of the most powerful ones in Seoul, really
liked to pretend they were a just-married couple.

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And his head was spinning at the imaginations of actually marrying Chanyeol. And
maybe he wouldn't mind it at all. Chanyeol picking him up bridal-style after the long
ceremonial day, carrying him upstairs to their honeymoon suites, then laying him down
as he'd kiss his forehead ever so softly before hovering over him-

"So... Is it a girl? Boy?"

With a racing heart, Baekhyun snapped out of his dream-like state, disappointed and
ashamed with himself for losing touch with reality that fast.

"So... Is it a girl? Boy? Chanyeol told me he just recently accompanied you to the
hospital, I mean, now that you're on your fourth month!" She excitedly went on, full
of smiles and gleaming with positivity.

Trying to ignore his now heated-up body, Baekhyun smiled and flushed in a crimson
tone as his mind took a trip to that very day.

The moment their growing baby appeared on the screen, Baekhyun felt like he was
suffocating of happiness, smiling so much to a point his jaw started to hurt. Hot tears
were brimming over his face ever so unconsciously - He still couldn't believe inside
him was a little human being, growing and growing every day.

And in that magical moment he seemed to forget the rough patch they had to go
through to this day.

He looked up to Chanyeol who was holding his hands the whole time and Baekhyun
never wanted to forget the beautiful sight in front of him. Chanyeol's big eyes were
locked on the screen, his mouth opened in a huge smile, his eyes sparkling with a
twinkling which was almost foreign to Baekhyun. And in a prompt moment he turned
his gaze to Baekhyun, smiling from ear to ear as he bent lower.

Chanyeol cupped Baekhyun's wet cheeks in his large hands, sending him lovestruck
stares as they locked their eyes before closing the distance. After sloppily kissing him
full on the lips, the taller started to approach the screen.

"Baek, the baby just clenched its fists, see?!" He pointed to the little hands on the
screen, watery eyes beaming. "I swear it was just moving, it's fucking moving!"

Baekhyun, who was still lying on his back with his stomach exposed, laughed, cried as
the overwhelming emotions hit him again, and then laughed again while wiping off the
tears. "Say hello to dad, baby," he quietly chuckled, watching Chanyeol gently touching
the screen.

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The doctor stared at them with a fascinated look. Young, yet so powerful, aren't they?

They wouldn't always encounter a strong teenage couple in this clinic, she thought
before printing out a picture.

"It's a boy," he replied softly after a while before shifting his dreamy look to his
fingers.

The very next moment he found himself wrapped in warm arms, and he didn't need
time to elaborate as he returned the embrace. "I'm already going to be a granny," she
wholeheartedly laughed into the hug.

Chanyeol's mother was an amazing, strong woman. She was only 18 when she had
Chanyeol.

And despite the horrible judgments she got through the years, she kept up. Judgments
from being five years younger than her lover to having unmarried sex; they were
thrown at her from every corner.

She was a living proof of success.

-Clap-

Chanyeol thought he heard a thud. Confused as to why the small male next to him
suddenly froze in his position, he turned his gaze to Baekhyun, remarking now the
thud must had been the phone the petite brunet was holding.

But his interest in the fallen device quickly vanished as he noticed Baekhyun's rough
pants and eventually the scared, horrified look on his small face. Baekhyun looked
back to Chanyeol, his hands holding his belly as they were shaking with fear.

Chanyeol felt his throat drying, his insides couldn't function - and began wailing in pain
instead -

"Y-Yeol... to t-the... hospital... q-quick!"

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 Chapter 29: White walls

"Y-Yeol... to t-the... hospital... q-quick!" Baekhyun demanded vocally in fear, his

vision turning blurry as his eyes still tried to focus on his boyfriend. Four months...
They both knew the time was yet unripe and too young. They both knew Baekhyun
had five months to go before-

Oh no. "H-Hurry... P-Please..."

Chanyeol didn't, didn't want to take any of this in realization.

Baekhyun's torn eyes displayed panic - not to mention anxiety and hurt - and an
instant look was enough for Chanyeol to conceive the emergency.

After picking up the now-crashed phone, also after hissing a quite "Told you to switch
to android", he carefully grabbed the brunet's trembling wrists, cautiously pulling him
to him as he lifted his small body to pick him up bridal-style. And he prayed with every
fiber of his being that his knees wouldn't crack right away. Baekhyun's body shuddered
painfully, and his face was contorted and pale as never before, sending a vital alert
message to Chanyeol.

Ridiculous how Chanyeol felt like he was the one in ache - how this sight of Baekhyun
felt like a sword piercing his soul and heart simultaneously.

"We'll be okay, everything's gonna be fine, just... just don't make that face, please..."
He weakly whispered next to his lover's red ears, rushing to his Mercedes. He closed
his eyes as he let his mind lose itself to the
darkness. Fearfearfearfearfearfearfearfearfearfear-

"It makes me lose hope."

Please hang in there.

Baekhyun woke with pain radiating throw his lower back. A moan instantly brought
relief from his bedmate who rolled tight knuckles over and over again against the tense
muscles. When Baekhyun could uncurl his toes and straighten in relief from the pain,
arms slipped around his rotund form, and a warm, soothing and soft form fitted itself
around his protruding belly.

"Better?" Asked a voice soft and deep. Fuck, did his voice wonders.

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"Mhhmm..." Baekhyun replied sleepily, already returning to slumber. "Thanks..."

"Anytime, baby," a low voice whispered into his ear before soft lips pursed against his
cheeks.

Byun Baekhyun was in pain all along.

"Park Chanyeol?"

Chanyeol had been nibbling on his lips the past hour. His mind was blank - his body
lifeless. The only emotion remarkable gathering in his dark eyes. He didn't want to
think through it. He didn't want to think about anything.

Wake up, will you? Wake up from this nightmare.

Please.

Please.

Please.

"Park Chanyeol. Please come in," a female, now impatient, voice sounded anew.

And he reacted. He reacted as he broke the glass of water in his left hand by crashing
it against the table, stunning and daunting all those others present in the waiting room.
Chanyeol's shaky, quite audible and loud breaths drowned out the erupted whispers,
but he didn't fucking care. Baekhyun needed him, and they fucking prohibited him
from being on hand.

They fucking left him there - in his biggest anxieties.

The nurse tried reassuring him, moreover even touched his heaving chest before her
hand got roughly slapped away.

Chanyeol hastily walked into the room they doctored Baekhyun, the lighting was dim
against the pale walls. And it wasn't the kind of dj vu he enjoyed. A hospital room
with its white walls and white bed and a white faced, helpless Baekhyun lying on a
bed.
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He rushed over to his side to hold his hands, his eyes went huge, a huge rush of fear
rushing over him, and he reached out trying to grasp the petite male. "Baekhyun, Baby
B, Hyunnie, B-Baek-" He gathered Baekhyun in his arms, cradling his small body,

Baekhyun's eyes were heavy and he felt a sharp pain coming from his head, yet the
low soft voice, the feel of his warmth he craved more than anything at that moment
sent him back to reality. And he slowly opened his eyes to meet the gaze of the
beautiful man in his arms.

"So," a new voice spoke, breaking them apart as both men turned towards a male in
his late thirties. The doctor fumbled through his pockets, holding a clipboard with
documents in his other hand before approaching the couple. "Let's get straight to this."

The doctor quietly eyed his clients. Chanyeol felt like that he was going to be pushed
into insanity, yet, for that very moment, he remained sane as Baekhyun kept resting
his head against his broad chest. "Is-Is this about a mis-"

"The child's not dead nor is he ailing or having any diseases."

Baekhyun cried out with relief as Chanyeol took in a deep breath. The brunet nodded
his head, breathing in, breathing out. He cried with relief, sickening relief that he and
Chanyeol are both out of this nightmare. Chanyeol laughed, he laughed wholeheartedly
as he squeezed his eyes shut with his palms. He genuinely thought their gift was gone-

"However, an accomplished male pregnancy doesn't mean though that his birth parent
will be entirely fine," the doctor slowly continued, adjusting his glasses to avoid any
eye contact because this wasn't the kind of news he'd have to tell a young happy
couple on a daily basis.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun both stopped their movements dead in their tracks, trying to
conceive the confusing sudden statement. "Negative consequences often occur in male
pregnancies. Because cases like yours are very special, there aren't enough medical
solutions yet. The lack of female organs is another reason for the 80 percentage of
failed male pregnancies. Either you're getting an abortion or you'll accept to run a
dangerous risk," he sighed, "in which you'll even gamble with your own life."

"THE FUCK you're meaning by "gamble with your own life"?!! You wanna play on us
now or what?!" Chanyeol roared in anger. "Just because we're like 17, that doesn't
mean y'all can have our permission to put non-sense shit on us!"

He had always been immature and rude in front of respective persons, that ill-
behaved, spoiled fucker.

Yet he was just sensitive-- yet he just tried to push away negativity.

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The doctor glared at him, however remained still and instead let out a tired sigh. Same
with Baekhyun, whose weak body was still leaning against the giant's chest - not
moving at all. His eyes torn as he took in the doctor's words.

"I'm not putting "non-sense shit" on you. Your partner is in serious "shit". Byun's
health is in the red zone. His health is on the edge of a precipice. He's in absolute
danger, and you see, I have in no way the authority to force an abortion on anyone."

Chanyeol tried to swallow the saliva but it was caught in his throat. He didn't know
how to respond to that.

He was the one who got Baekhyun pregnant. He was the one who was responsible for
all of this. For the non-sympathetic Byun parents who abandoned their child. For
Baekhyun who can't even study in an usual educational system anymore. For pushing
Baekhyun's life on edge.

Blameworthy.

And he was about to response but his words immediately died down.

His grip on Baekhyun's body unconsciously tightened, and he could feel the smaller
one shuddering in fear, even under his warm touch. Baekhyun was actually risking his
life and it was because of no one other but him.

Because of him.

And he wouldn't fucking allow that--

"We'll... We will keep it," Baekhyun then cut off Chanyeol's thoughts.

Chapter 30: The golden rule

The electricity shot through his body. Chanyeol was dumbfounded at the erupted
words as his jaw hung widely. He softly pushed Baekhyun off his chest to lock their
eyes. "Wh-What are you saying?" he hissed in a lightly scared tone, his eyes stern.
Why would he want to risk his life! "Baekhyun! Listen-"

"Chanyeol!" Baekhyun almost yelled, giving his lover a warning look. His glazed eyes
looked back, "I will make it!"

"Do you want to fucking die?!"

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Baekhyun bit his lips; he turned angrier as each moment passed, his fingers fidgeting
against his lap as he forced his eyes away from Chanyeol. His mien darkened. "I
won't," he replied in that broken, trembling voice of his. "Only... 80 percentage failed."

The despair was vibrating on the tip of his tongue.

The doctor gazed at the young couple in front of him, eyes with amazement and
surprise. "I'll write some painkillers down."

The raven-haired male had his head cradled in his hands. He felt a break down coming
on as the the severe heart palpitations that slammed into him every time were growing
painfully.

Chanyeol wanted to turn back time.

He was anxious. Shitless trepidation-burdened.

He did nothing but love Baekhyun. He didn't ask for anything else.

He merely fell in love. Maybe love was sometimes doubting, maybe love was
sometimes anxious,

hurting,

but he thanked God every day that Baekhyun had come into his life. That this boy
loved him back. He was more than perfect, more than words could describe. Chanyeol
would do anything to protect him. He believed, Baekhyun wasn't just some curt
chapter in his life.

He always had.

And as for now, he'd do anything for Byun Baekhyun.

...Anything.

"First of all," Chanyeol proceeded to speak up as he unscrewed the cap and lifted the
bottle to his plush lips. "Well, it fucking hurts to claim this as a strict rule for the next
months, but I'll try to make this as painless as possible for the both of us, baby boo.
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Because, speaking of truth, I'm stressed as hell, I'm frustrated 'cause this is more than
just a heartbreak! Too much pain to handle. The most painful stage of my life so far,
in case you were wondering-"

"You're so extra it hurts," a couch-cozy Baekhyun huffed out as he rolled his eyes,
switching the channel with the remote. "We will quit the sex, I know already."

The furrow of Chanyeol's brow quickly deepened as if he just got humiliated, mocked
and burnt alive, however a sly smirk began accruing on his handsome face eventually.
He placed the liquid container on some table beside him.

Having no sex for the next months meant so so fucking much to him. He'd never go
out of a make out session with Baekhyun without an arisen boner.

Chanyeol let his heavy body fall on the empty snugly space behind the brunet and
seductively sneaked his hands around the latter's waist. 'Big-spooning' him (and
making sure his groin is in alarming contact with Baekhyun's butt), he leaded one of
his huge hands to Baekhyun's squishy chest as he caught the male's left ear between
his teeth, licking his earlobe in the most sensual way.

Still earning no reactions whatsoever from his lover, he decided to take it to the next
level and (carefully) flipped the boy over, pinning him down between his legs as he
tightly gripped his wrists.

"You think this is a damn joke?" Chanyeol's voice dropped an octave lower as he stared
down with fierce.

Baekhyun looked back boringly, his eyes failing to hide the timid glimpse before he
quickly swayed his look off.

After there had been no response to take in, Chanyeol's smirk darkened, making
Baekhyun instantly notice this after he had slowly lifted his gaze again. And before he
could sort out his thoughts he had been pulled up and yanked closer and closer until
he found himself straddling Chanyeol's lap as the latter leaned back against the couch.
Their chests touching, Baekhyun tried to steady his dainty hands on his boyfriend's
broad shoulders.

Heart racing, Baekhyun heard warning signs in his mind, screaming this is
threateningly dangerous, as Chanyeol's crotch was threateningly buried between his
clothed buttocks.

Fuck the freaking thin shorts he was wearing. Damn Chanyeol's freaking blessed
private parts.

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The giant's grin widened as he clutched Baekhyun's thighs alongside his hips, feeling
the smaller's grip on his shoulders tightening. The hysterical heart thumping he could
sense just added more fire to his cockiness. His hands went their way to the brunet's
bum, grabbing the delicious globes possessively in his rough hands as he earned a
soft, whiny moan from the owner.

"It's you who keeps grinding his fucking irresistible ass on my cock. Don't act like the
innocent one," he hoarsely whispered in the other's ear in that dangerous sexy voice
of his as he began kneading the perky flesh, having Baekhyun responding with even
more eager frictions. "You never changed, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun couldn't understand what was happening but his body was moving on its
own accord, his mouth sending more loud moans as he could feel a tent rising below
his ass.

He arched his back, his eyes shut as he kept moving his butt back and forwards,
yearning for more and more.

Because fuck everything, because fuck fuck fuck did he totally disregard and
neglect this side of Chanyeol the whole time. These bygone fluffy months clearly
buried the dark, sly, mischievous player deeply in the past.

This Chanyeol was intimidating as hell and brought back lewd memories. This side of
him had him act like the submissive little shameless slut he'd been for the player back
then.

And he knew that, Chanyeol obviously knew that and most importantly he knew what
he was doing to the petite male.

He was Park Chanyeol, after all. He knew how to please. He used to please them all
one by one. It's how he got to pinch Sehun's former lover, how he got Baekhyun under
his spell, after all.

"Ch-Chanyeol, you..." Baekhyun was so fucking close to let the magic words slip out
of his mouth. "Just fuck m-"

And he didn't finish his words as Chanyeol suddenly stopped his movements, carefully
switching their movements with him straddling Baekhyun again. "Nah, nah nah!" He
pressed his fingers against Baekhyun's slightly parted pink lips.

What?

"We only set the no-sex rule today and you already wanna break the rule!" Slowly
rising up, Chanyeol stared down to the hot, confused mess beneath him. He clicked

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his tongue, giving the hard-breathing brunet a disapproving look. "Naughty,
naughty..."

??????????

He got up the white huge coach, putting his feet into work as he sing-songed "No sex!
Remember!" while slipping out of the room, leaving a dumbfounded, hot-blooded and
extremely upset Baekhyun there.

"I feel sorry for you, baby," Baekhyun sighed his tiredness out, caressing his curved
baby bump, as he looked down to his stomach. "Sorry that your other father can only
think with his peepee."

If Byun Baekhyun got one dollar for every wish he had throughout the months, he
would be Bill Gates's life goals.

"I wanna go out and party,"

Baekhyun murmured one night and Chanyeol frowned as if by command. After

partaking of a satisfying good evening meal, they were snuggling between blankets on
the couch in the living room when suddenly Baekhyun spoke up out of the blue.
"What'd you just say?"

"Take me out, you fucker. This ass won't go anywhere itself." Baekhyun sassed, his
lips pressed against Chanyeol's neck as he rolled out the diva-ish words against said
male's skin. "I wanna sway these hips like I used to back in the days when Sehun took
me out to parties-"

"Stop mentioning his name," Chanyeol hissed, tightening his embrace around
Baekhyun possessively. Party? Oh, when it came to parties, clubs, alcohol escapades
(with countless one night stands) and all that jazz, he sure used to be a careerist.

But in some aspects, Chanyeol undeniably changed for reasons.

"Are you jealous? Yeol, you shouldn't be talking. You know I've never really loved
him," Baekhyun shifted his gaze, trying to eye his lover. "Why else did I choose to play
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those dirty, inexcusable games with him back then? I'm sure as hell I'd never have
cheated if I had undyingly loved him. I love you so much, every day you drive me
more and more insane, it's scary - I got to a point I willingly dropped everything, to a
point I'd sacrifice myself for you - but at the end of every day you make my heart melt
& remind me why I love you so much," Baekhyun's voice got thinner and shakier with
every word. "You know that. I wanna keep our child for the both of us, I'm even
completely disregarding my own life for Taetae and you, don't you understand-"

Chanyeol cupped Baekhyun's fluffy cheeks to pull him into a long kiss, kissing him with
a mouthful of lust and a heart full of love. Chanyeol's heart was thumping in his chest,
he could hear the beats pounding in his ears as he slowly disconnected their soft lips,
earning a soft whimper from his tiny boyfriend. Their faces only a few inches apart as
they could feel each other's breath crawling on their skin, he breathed, "I know, baby."

Chanyeol's arms enveloping him, Baekhyun pressed his ear against his heart, the
thudding a magical sound, full of life and kindness and warmth. He could feel his warm
breath on the top of his head, his hand smoothing his light brown, soft hair and the
beat of his heart against his cheek. His arms wrapped around his tiny waist. He could
feel his rib-cage expand and contract inside his arms.

"Baekhyun..." he whispered.

"Yes?" Baekhyun whispered back.

"Thank you... for loving me..." he mumbled.

Baekhyun twisted his head up to look into his sincere eyes. He was gazing down at
him with such acceptance, making him reach up to stroke the side of his beautiful face.
Chanyeol leaned down and pressed his lips to his. Softly, slowly, perfectly.

Chanyeol could feel the baby bump resting against his stomach and like always,
he definitely felt something going on inside and the thought of having a tiny Chanyeol
inside of Baekhyun made him giggle. He always felt excited, he always felt like he was
full on strength again, so effortlessly.

Happy.

They broke apart leisurely and Baekhyun's legs embraced Chanyeol's hips avidly.

"Mini Chanyeol is kicking again..." Chanyeol mumbled.

Baekhyun flushed at the name and felt his heart skip a beat as he smiled like crazy.
"He doesn't like you and your 24/7 horny ass."

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Chanyeol frowned, still feeling deeply insulted because of the argument a week ago.
"If you won't take that back, I fucking swear-"

"Oh, and I still wanna party."

"Shut up. Not with my child."

Chapter 31: Low self esteem

Baekhyun was craving for the superior beauty. As time went on he desired to be
prettier and prettier - to be more beautiful and attractive. Sexier.

Maybe because the curvy baby bump growing from day to day made him believe
otherwise. Because day after day, he felt his self esteem crumpling and shrinking into
anxiety and a feeling of inferiority. Don't blame him.

Don't blame him for being in a relationship with Park Chanyeol who even was capable
of the impossible. Who could get the hottest models begging on their knees. Don't
blame him for being pregnant and chubbier.

I'm getting fatter. He - He's probably thinking I'm turning more and more unappealing
as time's passing and passing - I'm disgusting, disgusting, disgusting- fat, ugly,
disgusting,-

"Hey beautiful,"

Maybe that nightmare he had back then in the hospital was still hunting him down,
whether he wanted to believe it or not it did leave a uncomfortable deep impact on
him.

"What are you doing, sto-"

The giant cut him off by abruptly pulling the brunet's head back by his hair. "Would
you shut up? I'm trying to make this enjoyable. Sooner or later you're gonna be fat
and ugly. Like I'd touch that," Chanyeol glanced down to Baekhyun's belly, looking
clearly disgusted with the brunet's growing tummy.

"Baek, your hair..."

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Baekhyun winced as he interrogated a familiar deep voice. His eyes detecting the tall
male visibly behind him on the mirror, he gazed the source of the voice under his thick
eyelashes.

He had stared to long at his reflection, judging and insulting himself as he took in the
changes in his appearance. Not to mention the mirror was in fact quite the large one
and allowed him to view his looks in full-length, making it even more unbearable for
his eyes. Though it was a beautiful mirror with a frame of gold.

Nine days and he'd be on his fifth month. And hell, his stomach grew like crazy these
past days, almost tricking him into thinking the little beloved fetus he was carrying
was actually some sort of an inhuman creature.

"I dyed them blond~" Baekhyun's mood switched as he smiled proudly. Chanyeol
gazed his angelic-looking blond hair hanging in front of his head, his eyes eventually
swaying to his his pink cheeks and perfect rosy lips.

The giant approached him closer and snaked his arms around his lover's waist, his
hand resting on said male's belly as he tugged him back. Baekhyun gasped in surprise,
his negative thoughts gone at the speed of light, his insides instantly alive with the
flap of a thousand butterflies as Chanyeol's ever-so attractive scent engulfed him, his
broad body framing him from behind.

Chanyeol's palms pressed to his stomach and he drew him, if it was possible, even
closer against him.

Baekhyun let his weight sink against his comfortable chest, the back of his head falling
to his shoulder while he laced his fingers through his until they're knotted perfectly
together, strong and tight.

Tying the knot, Baekhyun grinned to himself, not being able to break off his smile as
he tilted his face to look at Chanyeol.

"You're hot and gorgeous - and so fucking sexy, believe me. With every hair color,
babe."

"Uhh, Chan..." Baekhyun hummed, letting his voice linger and brushing a kiss to his
jaw.

Chanyeol chuckled, loving the cute affection. "The blond hair looks especially hot on
you, though. I love it," he started caressing Baekhyun's stomach. "Still love your face
the most, though. Not to mention your body~" Chanyeol's eyes wandered from his
little boyfriend's perfect face to the mirror in front of them. "I mean look at yourself!
So beautiful. Ah plus we look so good together... So perfect, don't you think?"

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The blond musically giggled and Chanyeol thought it was freaking cute, "So what are
you about this time?"

Chanyeol grinned and put his head on top of his, head tucked under his chin, as he
still continued to slowly roam his hands over the baby bump. "I swear I was actually
being serious! But anyway... I kinda get your obsession with naming the lil' potato
Taehyung, but," he pouted as he stared up the ceiling, "we gotta choose Sanha, Baek!
Like you don't understand- I mean Sanha is gold, S-a-n-h-a is legendary."

Knitting his eyebrows together, he playfully elbowed Chanyeol in the stomach. "Yeah,
alright, cute name, but I still prefer Taehyung!" Baekhyun cutely huffed.

"Sanha is perfect as fuck! Sanha is lyfe,"

"Didn't I tell you to stop with that uneducated slang language of yours? I won't have
any of your rudeness and immaturity in front of Tae,"

Chanyeol let go of the petite male, frowning and acting insulted like he always
would. Damn, jumping on his ego really must had hurt him right in the gut.

"S-A-N-H-A" he loudly repeated as if Baekhyun was deaf. "We'll see!" he hissed angrily
before walking off.

A few days later Chanyeol happened to come home with two sacks of carrots.

"Heard when the parent's eating carrots, the baby boy will get a bigger dick and also
some good ass eyes," Chanyeol beamed proudly, as if fascinated by his own
intelligence. "I'm a good daddy, right, right? I know I am."

Baekhyun blinked at him, eyeing him with a who-the-fuck-shitted-you look. "Anyway,

you got the other things?" He eventually sighed, shrugging off the taller's lacking brain
power. Yet he fell in love with this idiot, didn't he? Yet he loved him for what he was.

"How could I forget, babe!"

Chanyeol shoved his hand in one of the little plastic bags he placed on the table, pulling
out a 20er pack of eyeliners before handing them to his boyfriend.

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Baekhyun woke up in the middle of the night with terrifying pain bursting through his
petite body, radiating out from his abdomen. His vision was blurry, and his hearing
was fuzzy. His mind was racing as if he'd still be caught in unconsciousness.

He was on his fifth month. He became used to nightmares by now. Nightmares which
were constantly reminding him of the worst.

Fortunately, Chanyeol did not know - Baekhyun never had the heart to divulge his
problems to his lover. Neither his dropping self-esteem nor his horrifying imaginations
at nights of him passing away.

Heart thudding painfully in his chest, he arose into a sitting position as if by command.
His mouth was bone dry. He tried to lick his lips, only to find his tongue nearly as dry
as his chapped lips. His body was drained in sweat and he unintentionally drew out a
loud groan out of pain as the stinging in his abdomen struck again.

Strong arms were suddenly softly circling around his waist from behind, the warm
broad body snuggling him from behind.

"Baekhyun, you're crying," the raspy voice spoke in a worried tone.

Trying to relax against the broadness of his chest, Baekhyun let everything float from
him, his mind almost hazy as he filled his senses with Chanyeol's embrace.

He didn't notice he actually cried in his sleep.

"I-I-" Baekhyun began blubbering out. He sounded pained.

"Come here, baby," Chanyeol sneaked one of his other hand below the hard-breathing
male's legs, pulling him closer to his body as he lifted him bridal-style. "Let's take a
nice bath together. After that you will take your medication for me, alright?" Chanyeol
softly whispered as he got up from their bed, walking their way to the connected
bathroom.

Baekhyun wanted to refuse, the giant seeing him naked being the last thing he'd want
now. Not like this, not when he looked like this.

But his desire for Chanyeol, his need for Chanyeol right here and now was greater.
"Okay," he whispered back, the pain already soothed.

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"Baby, aren't you in touch with Luhan anymore?" Chanyeol suddenly said one day
when they were eating in some restaurant. "Thought you guys were the twinkie duo
BFFs back in the days."

Baekhyun choked on his fruits porridge, his eyes widening at the name. One of the
worker hurriedly jumped in to place a cup of water next to him.

"B-Baekhyun..."

"Help m-me, h-help me... aaaah,"

"F-Fuck me harder, Sehun, ahhh~"

The exact word from four months ago were looping in his head. The exact words in its
broken, shaky tone. The same moans, the same gasps.

Luhan had sounded so helpless and desperate first, having Baekhyun originally
panicking, believing he was in pain and trouble back then. The unexpected mention of
his ex-lover's name along with the words ''Fuck'' and ''me'' completely broke his mind
later on.

Baekhyun had felt mocked and incredibly hurt back then. He hadn't wanted to take it
in realization - his head had made it up as a deceit, as an illusion.

But it was real. Luhan had called him while he was getting it on with Baekhyun's ex.

And Baekhyun felt pranked, he felt incredible furious - why would Luhan, the one who
had cared about him the most back when he was hospitalized, the one who cherished
him, the one who saved him, intend to hurt him?!

Questions were still remaining unanswered. And the fact that Luhan didn't even care
to contact him by now, the fact that the deer boy had already changed his phone
number when Baekhyun attempted to was just adding fire to the now-blond's anger.

A pair of soft lips pressing against his, Baekhyun jerked as he realized Chanyeol had
been leaning over the table to capture his lips for whatever reason he had. Chanyeol
began caressing the blond's jaw line when Baekhyun detected they were still in a public
restaurant with people around them, quickly drawing back in embarrassment.

"W-What was that for? We're in public, s-stupid!" The blond faintly whined.

"I don't know," he casually replied, grinning and leaning back into his seat. "You looked
cute."

Baekhyun sighed, his dark red flushed face making Chanyeol chuckle in amusement.

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They were about to leave after Chanyeol had payed the bill (Baekhyun was still
persistent about paying everything back one day), and just when said male held the
exit door open for Baekhyun, a certain tall guy was standing right in front of the couple.

Chanyeol blinked, the grin on his face falling into stun and bafflement.

"Ch-Chanyeol? Park Chanyeol?!" Kris' eyes widened in astonishment, his eyes slowly
switching to the petite blond beside his high school mate he hadn't seen for months.

The Chinese male's jaw dropped as his eyes wandered lower to Baekhyun's belly.

Chapter 32: Of moodiness and reunions

"Dude... What happened..." Kris muttered, the words rolling with nothing but
confusion.

He slowly lifted his gaze, locking his flown open eyes with Chanyeol's. "First of all,
you guys are out there missing at school for like four damned months like it's the
most ordinary teenage thingie! Those morons of teachers were acting like nothin'
happened, constantly telling curious students to mind their own business! Tons of
rumors were being made like there was no tomorrow, I'm telling you, mate," he
blabbered and blabbered like there was no tomorrow, "fuck, some people even think
you kidnapped him and qualified him as some prostitute-"

Kris stopped as he noticed Chanyeol was wrapping his arm around Baekhyun's tiny
waist, pulling him close, and possessively pressing the blond's body against his side.
Baekhyun shyly blushed and couldn't help but lightly smile at the action. Chanyeol
might noticed his boyfriend had been feeling all tensed up and insecure right in front
of the highschool fellow student.

Baekhyun tried to forget it. He tried to forget about the school, the place where
people would know him as nothing but a slut, a cheater, a hypocritical back stabber.

Now, here he was, having people currently assume he became some actual whore.

Kris was one of Chanyeol's good friends, though, wasn't he? He wouldn't ever judge
them, Baekhyun thought.

Kris followed their actions with his curious eyes. They had a unfamiliar aura lingering
around them, yet Kris, being Kris, could hardly tell what it exactly meant.

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He took the arm-wrapping-around-waist action as a hint thrown at him - that his
mate had already claimed Baekhyun. Wait, what. Since when? Hold up, they couldn't
be in...

The conspicuous bulge in Baekhyun's abdomen played with Kris' mind to a point he
furrowed his brows, his eyes flashing with disbelief as questions were piling up in his
head. He tried to ignore them for now, though.

"Yeol, I-, We've been missing you, dude. You weren't replying my texts, you weren't
answering any of my calls. I was assuming you'd just get back in touch after a while,
but weeks turned into months before I could even notice! And some people are still
worrying about you two, yet-"

Chanyeol felt guilt building in his guts, he now wanted to slap the fuck out of himself
for abandoning one of his best friends.

He literally gave his everything to Baekhyun. He didn't notice he was shutting

himself off from society, from friends, from the world. His world was
Baekhyun, Baekhyun, Baekhyun-

"Yet I'm not sure if the worrying was worth it, seeing you two now..." His eyes were
constantly wandering to the showy bump. Chanyeol noticed this, and the increasing
possessiveness was burning his insides.

Kris always had been an asshole of a friend. Though... Chanyeol would most
certainly not deny that two assholes would get along with each other the best.

"Kris... See..." Chanyeol softly spoke up for the first time. "I'm sorry, but this lil'
devilish cupcake beside me had me under his spell these past months." Chanyeol
grinned as he remarked Baekhyun's mien took on an even darker red.

Chanyeol looked down to said 'cupcake', still teasingly grinning ear to ear. "Tell those
ugly bitch waffles we're doing better than ever 'cause my little boyfriend here is
currently living with me," he chuckled, pinching the other's flushy cheeks.

"I'm showering him with love and food and make up and some months ago even with
my cu-" -bump- "Y-Yeah tell them they can shove their dumb rumors up their asses,
'cause we're madly in love now, we're..."

Chanyeol and Baekhyun... 'madly' in love?

He scratched the words in his mind, changing them. Chanyeol - falling in love with
someone?

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Kris' eyes flew open in disbelief. The sick gleaming aura of love and sweetness, the
possessive arm around Baekhyun's waist, the flush on Baekhyun's face, Chanyeol
and Baekhyun being together in a restaurant, just the two of them, probably on a
date, them probably being in fact in a relationship for these past months - Chanyeol
sure must have meant it.

The chinese male's gaze was studying the blond male whose eyes were shyly
directed to the ground. God, Byun Baekhyun was sure beautiful as ever.

And apart from his big belly, Kris noticed the petite male's hips were even broader
now, his thighs juicier, more delicious than ever before.

He looked different. Lividly. Even more beautiful.

Sure, Baekhyun might had gained some weight, Kris thought, but he would still like
to tap that. He quickly reasonable erased that thought from his mind, though,
mentally bitch-slapping himself.

"We're expecting~" Chanyeol cheerfully continued in the proudest manner.

Kris narrowed his eyes in jumble, "What? iPhone 7?" Kris' crossed his arms. "YOU, a
rich bitch-"

"I'm having Chanyeol's child in a few months," Baekhyun cut him off, rolling his eyes
in an annoyed manner. He threw a sassy "stupid puta" in addition while resting his
left hand along with his head against the silver-haired male's chest who still had his
arm around Baekhyun's waist.

Chanyeol chuckled softly, staring at his boyfriend with bright gold heart eyes. Call
him weird and dense, but he was fond of Baekhyun's occasional bitchy attitude. And
combine a bitchy-moody Baekhyun with a clingy Baekhyun saying I'm
having and Chanyeol's child in the same sentence - oh loving crap.

His eyes and mouth taking on an 'O' shape, Kris choked on his own saliva, "Y-You...
You literally banged his way to the c-clinic? He's... having... your..." The bewildered
Chinese lowered his eyes to the belly again. "I thought the pillow muncher just
gained some wei-..." He stopped, "Just how stupid are you, Yeol?!"

"Yeah, yeah. We're both 17 - we're both high schoolers - we're teenagers - but who
the fuck cares? We've been home-schooled, we got an accommodation and money,
we got my supportive parents, we're in love," Chanyeol began stating matter-of-
factly, leaving the difficult part with Baekhyun's parents out. "So where's the
problem?" He then grinned happily, caressing Baekhyun's waist.

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Kris' face softened, the warmness and love that rolled off Chanyeol's lips impossible
to not create the fluff, rainbows and unicorns in his gut, in his soul, in the gut of his
soul.

Chanyeol did indeed change a lot for this petite blond in front of him.

"It's uuuugly!! Delete, delete, delete, deleeete-"

Chanyeol's laugh cracked even louder and brighter as he held his phone out of
Baekhyun's reach, teasing the little blond who almost screeched because he wouldn't
get what he wanted.

After the rendezvous with Kris, they both decided to let them know.

"Scratch that, honey 'cause I look hot and handsome in that pic! And it's
still my Instagram prof-"

"Suck my ass, I don't care!! I LOOK HORRIBLE AND F-A-T!" Baekhyun whined loudly,
hitting Chanyeol's chest (cutely, if you asked Chanyeol), ignoring their visitors that
were also present in the living room.

Jongin snickered, throwing his arms around the male's shoulder beside him, playfully
pricking his boyfriend's cheeks. "I'm shitting myself, aren't they cute?!"

Kyungsoo groaned, hiding his face in annoyance as he thought about all the sins he
did in his past for having to stick with morons in his present life.
Also, why exactly these morons happened to be this important to him.

Kyungsoo and Jongin kept it in their imaginary memory aid to visit their pregnant
friend every once in a while. They dearly missed his attendance at school.

The contrast between Baekhyun's situation six months ago and Baekhyun's current
situation was surprisingly hard to believe. Their talk in the bathroom stalls Kyungsoo
still freshly remembered seemed like it occurred yesterday.

He could still smell the hospital visit six months ago on his tongue.

Baekhyun quit his cries and instead blinked up with pouty pink lips, flushed rosy
cheeks and adorable teary eyes. Chanyeol's mouth felt dry. "Babe, y-you got me
right there," he swallowed hard, fighting the urge of wanting the blond beneath him
right there and now.

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The taller sighed in defeat as he handed the device to the latter who thankfully
sloppily kissed him full on the lips in return.

Kyungsoo then let out a small smile, unconsciously leaning into his boyfriend's hold.
"Yeah."

And at the end, Chanyeol and Baekhyun still couldn't cope with their dozens of taken
selfies, leading them both to decide to leave the job to the Kaisoo couple.

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Chanyeol made sure to block that Taeyong guy that night.

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 Chapter 33: Fuck butterflies

It was impossible for Baekhyun to remember how many days or weeks went by in this
way. Time is round, and it rolls quickly.

For Chanyeol, the world was changed because a certain angel was made of 'ivory and
gold', like he dearly tended to describe him. The curves of his lips alone rewrote
history, Chanyeol learned.

For Baekhyun, he knew he fell too deep when he couldn't fall asleep because reality
was finally better than his dreams. He knew he was a little too crazy in love, though,
maybe, he didn't mind at all.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that
they're not, Baekhyun learned.

"Yeol, you're not even one of those Fanfiction clich playboys who had some shitty
past. Or like, you know, something they experienced that made them the promiscuous
ass they are in their present age? But nada, boy, you're just a plain, natural asshole,
jeez..."

"Ah? You want real talk, babe? I named my dick "the truth" 'cause bitches couldn't
handle it, well you couldn't either, if this is one honest conversation we're hav-"

"Dare one more word, you weak ass puss-"

"But Baby Cakes! Hear me out, will ya~? I changed for you! Before you, I never
believed in forever. Now, I know that is not long enough to spend with you. And
honestly, B, sometimes I'm even wondering how a ethereal princess like you ended
up with a guy like me, but then again- I'd be fucking incomplete without you? And
fuck, I don't want to experience that pain ever ag-"

"You cheesy ass breather. So cheesy, ew, Cheesyeol. Disgusting," Baekhyun playfully
grinned, his cheeks shyly flushing pink as the petite male then did the simplest thing
in the world.

He leaned over and tasted the imperfect, sometimes enorm stupid and overly smug
idiot's plush lips, their lips clashing ever so passionately. And the world cracked open,
like it always did.

However, this overly smug, idiotic asshat was no one other than the father of his baby,
and Baekhyun praised God every night for this kind of fortune - he couldn't ask for
more.

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The amusing fact that they met, shared an unborn child, fell in love and moved in
together within just seven month seemed quite humorous to the power couple.

Baekhyun's nightmares began fading and numbing. But whilst the couple was in the
middle of a colorful, warm, carefree world dressed in the scent of dream herb and
laurel, the pregnant blond began weakening, getting more fatigued and exhausted as
time flew.

And, hell, his baby bump increasingly grew in the most ridiculous and inhuman manner
these days. Baekhyun may or may not liked to blame it on Chanyeol's giant ass genes.

His hunger in the middle of the night was unstoppable and unavoidable. It became a
fashion routine - Baekhyun would always sleepily nudge the taller in his sleep with the
innocent words, "Our baby is hungry...".

Well - Good to know that Chanyeol sure was one whipped boyfriend.

Returned from the baby shop they earlier visited, they found themselves cuddling and
lazing around on the huge whitish couch. With Chanyeol's arms wrapped around
Baekhyun's waist, he pressed his ear against the latter's round baby bump as he was
trying to examine a sound, "Who do you think he'll look like? Me or you?" He eventually
chuckled softly.

Baekhyun cutely pouted as he pondered before he chose to reply honestly, "Love, I'd
have it no other way than to have my baby boy look like you; handsome in every
way".

Chanyeol caressed the bulge, chuckling, "Yeah, yeah. He better gets all the blessings,
I'm totally with that," Snorting, Baekhyun suddenly regretted being honest, "--but; he
has to have his mommy's cute butt... okay, big guy?" Chanyeol asked the fetus and
was responded to feeling their baby kick again. "See? Even he agrees with me!"

Truth be told, Chanyeol continuously felt his heart exploding with warmth and
happiness every time he'd witness a sign of life of their little bean.

"Oh, shut it, will you," Baekhyun grimaced at the female nickname his boyfriend just
opted to give him.

Chanyeol happily talking to his belly was most certainly his favorite thing in the
universe.

Fuck butterflies, Baekhyun nibbled on his lips, I feel the whole zoo when I'm with you.
"Everything seems so perfect, Yeol... We're having a baby, a little family. I love you,
and you love me - We're perfect. A little too perfect."

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"We're anything but perfect. Our story has never been and won't ever be perfect, BB."
Chanyeol thoughtfully said and even though Baekhyun remained silent at the taller's
surprising somewhat-even-serious words, he mutely agreed with him.

"Though, you know that one time I fucked you on Mr. Kim's table?"

Oh, of course, Baekhyun forgot for a swift moment this was still Park Chanyeol, who'd
even have the guts to ruin the infamous Jake and Rose movie scene and additionally
would suggest shit like 'Let's play Iceberg, when I say Iceberg you go down'.

"Chansluttyeol, you may keep yourself at distance because it's my innocent baby
that's probably listening to your obscene non-sense righ-"

"But mommy!"

"Oh god, w-who the fuck even gave you the idea to call me 'mo- Hold on, what was
the freaking point in mentioning Mr. Kim's table now, anyway?!"

"Nothing. Just wanted to bring it up." A shit-eating grin plastered on his face, Chanyeol
had loosened his grip and instead climbed up the blond's body, well, before he got
slapped away.

For Baekhyun, a beautiful thing was never perfect.

"You pussy ass bitch, WHERE'S THE FUCKING CAR?!" Chanyeol breathlessly screamed
into the phone, totally panicking and completely going nuts. There was a thick layer
of despair and anxiety in his voice. "I won't be casually standing here and cut Baekhyun
open myself, YOU FUCKING BITCH SUCKER, HURRY THE FUCK UP!!"

It's happening.

"Ch-Chill out and fucking get your balls together, I'll be there in a few minutes, for
fuck's sake!" A ragged Kris furiously yelled back before he hung up, his palms already
sweating on the steering wheel. 'Fuck the police', he hissed as he drove in an
abnormal, dangerous high speed.

"Y-Yeol, baby boy's getting very IMPATIENT, honey, ahhh~ nhhgh!" Baekhyun panted
and moaned in pain, his eyes squeezed shut as he hoped the birth pang would just
give over. He began to shake uncontrollably, his legs seeming to turn to water, so that
he had to grip Chanyeol even tighter for support.
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Baekhyun then suddenly screamed and howled all moody, "I HOPE KRI- PARDON, THIS
KRUSTY BITCH'S DICK GETS CHOPPED OFF SO I CAN SHOVE IT SO FAR UP HIS ASS
IT ACTUALLY COMES OUT OF HIS EAR!! YOU HEAR ME?!?!", unsurprisingly turning into
a grumpy ass bitch in a second.

Chanyeol huffed in stress, eventually lifted the smaller up bridal-style, trying to sooth
the pain for him. Baekhyun was only in the middle of his 8th month when he had
suddenly felt the first serious pain coming and his knees had buckled as the intense
contraction had caught him.

There were tears forming in Chanyeol's eyes, tears mixed of both overwhelming
happiness and fear.

It's happening. It's happening. It's happening.

"I-I'm going to be a dad..."

Chanyeol rubbed his sweaty, clammy palms together. He had never been the patient-
kind-of-person, so waiting in the waiting room of a hospital for two plus hours with the
thought of the possibility of becoming an official father at any possible minute was
killing him. He felt knots forming in his abdomen.

The silver-haired male stood up, constantly pacing around the room, hands behind his
head and breathing heavily. The receptionist even asked Chanyeol to take a few
breaths to calm down. But scratch that, he absolutely couldn't!

The love of his life, Byun Baekhyun, was in the waiting room, delivering an absolute
miracle.

(Much to Chanyeol's fear, by a Caesarean operation. The only valid reason he now was
stuck with these kiddies aka Kris, Kyungsoo and Jongin - well, the usual people who
needed to be informed of this special event.)

about 2 hours ago . . .

Stuck in a transportable bed in the hospital hall, Baekhyun weakly blinked a few times
as his mind flew through an investigation of how white the ceiling actually was. He
desperately needed Chanyeol - He wanted Chanyeol at all cost.

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Before he could finally be led to a birthing room, much to Baekhyun's misfortune one
of the main labor doctors was communicating with the staff.

"Baekhyun."

Baekhyun could conceive a somewhat very familiar voice. Oh, he was already blanking
out, wasn't he?

His vision blurred and unfocused, he tried focusing his eye again and again, but his
vision was met with a jet back haired lanky male with slanted eyes and ever-so-
perfectly defined eyebrows. Crowned with flawless pale skin and pink, kissable lips -

This guy was breathtaking.

And electricity shot through Baekhyun's body as he managed to perceive said male.

It was no one other but his erstwhile knight in shining armor. The source of his
happiness in freshman year.

His first kiss - his first lover.

Oh Sehun.

Chapter 34: Seeking comfort

It was no one other but his erstwhile knight in shining armor. The source of his
happiness in freshman year.
His first kiss - his first lover.
Oh Sehun.
Baekhyun tried gathering and steadying the bricks; his bricks which were threatening
to break, to shatter to the ground the moment he locked eyes with his ex-boyfriend.
The elder male swallowed, his saliva congealing in his throat and making him unable
to form any words. Sehun seemed immune to Baekhyun's open-eyed stare, immune
to the fact that Baekhyun's heart was simultaneously swelling and breaking in his chest
at the sight of him alone.
Panicking, Baekhyun's sharp breathes shortened and turned unsteady. He wanted
Sehun gone - for the better.
Funny, how the source of your first happiness could also commute to nothing but
agony.
And he didn't notice he was quivering in torment. "Wh-Who told y-you that I-"

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"Kris." Sehun's gaze was stern and determined. Almost emotionless. "Kris texted
someone about you - and I happened to be with that someone at that very moment."
Almost.
He then chuckled, much to Baekhyun's surprise. The shorter one locked his jaws in
confusion.
Why did you come?
Why did you decide to come?
Why would you even care?
Are you still in love with me?
Please, don't be.
How humorous. Scowling and mentally scoffing in return, Baekhyun's slight-shaking
lips began parting with the attempt to pull off words, to find answers.
Please don't be, or else-
"You don't have to worry anymore, Baek."

flashback

Sehun woke up engulfed in Luhan's sweet honey scent that gloomy morning. His
cloudy mind lying in absolute ruins, he frowned at the empty side next to him.
What?
Dirty stained sheets in both red and white colors, the post heavy obscene scent of sex
lingering in the room, and a lacking warmth. The only remarkable sound being the
questionable throbbing pounding in his chest, he coated his now-heated face with his
trembling hands. W-What in the hell happened?
He slowly put one and one together. And next, a sudden realization hit him like a ton
of clay bricks. A racking, murky memory tape flashing and running in his head, his
puzzled gaze crumpled into horror.
Pictures of Chanyeol and Baekhyun together.
And endless pictures of Luhan's pained face; the horrible sounds of his terrified cries,
all caused by no one but the younger himself.
He was angry, angry at himself, angry at the world, but mostly angry at himself.
Being too blind and stuck in his own pain and hurt, he selfishly dragged the most pure
person in his life along. Too blind, too eager for comfort.
He was hopelessly seeking for comfort.
Sehun felt too depressed to cry.

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"We're lovers, right?"
Too hurt.
"My clothes smell like you, i-it's funny because my mom noticed and she cluttered me
with questions about this one 'lover'. Sese, my clothes - they smell like you! It's cute,
isn't it?"
Too shattered.
"Hunnie, stop with that~ I'm trying to concentrate so I can pass and buy you food
when we live together."
Too angry.
"The flower I tucked behind your ear is a yellow jonquil. Pretty, aren't they? Its positive
meanings are about desire and getting the same feeling in return but, uh... it could
also mean sorrow."
Swift flowing, his burning anger turned into excruciating regrets and bloody self-
hate. Scared and terrified to hell by the fact that he hurt and abused him out of his
own frustration. Out of his own foolishness and hurt.
Sehun felt disgusting.
Empty.
And this time, Baekhyun wasn't the reason for his solitude and emptiness.
This time Baekhyun was funnily enough erased.

Luhan tiredly screwed up the sheet of paper with the bold title 'testing results -
infertility', stuffing it deep down the trash bin. Don't take him the wrong way - he was
actually downright relieved.
He was able to discard him for good in the end, right?
But the generic knowledge of being completely barren has never been quite the
enjoyable topic.

After his parents had decided to file for divorce he should have known better, Luhan
thought before he frustratingly took another shot of vodka he got offered at the next
club.
He had been too long stuck in the fluffy foolish world he had slowly made up in his
head the past years, Luhan had concluded before he got drunkenly taken home by a
dubious 34 years old.
He began to think love was a grave mental disease after he had jumped to the next
bed.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance, Luhan had found out before
he led seven sexually frustrated men to a storeroom.
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And yes, love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows - that's
what Luhan also thought in a smirking manner after Sehun had encountered him
sucking off some random guy in one of the empty classrooms.
It's merely the world we live in, Luhan mentally stated when he peered through the
visible hurt and pain in Sehun's wide open eyes.

One day, Luhan found a bouquet of yellow jonquils in his locker.

"I told you to leave me alone!! Let. GO!"

Luhan's rough voice seared through the tense atmosphere in an empty room of a club
he had been dragged into by a guy in his late twenties. Another cut with a pocketknife
was dug into his bare-naked skin in return.
"STOP THI-"
Cut.
A gaze never leaving the abused skin; encased in hunger, wanton and sick lust.
"P-Please..."
Cut.
"Cute." A sadistic laugh toned in the background.
Cut.
Hopeless screams and cries.
Maybe the thought of feeling pain burst forth along with the small pooling of blood
wasn't even that bad, Luhan began to think, it's okay, because as long as he was fine
inside, he was fine outside-
"What the hell do you think you're doing, dumbass?!"
And before the tip of the red-stained knife blade could meet innocent pale skin once
again, a strong hand hastily grabbed the arm firmly and stopped the abuser abruptly.
The unfamiliar hand harshly dragged the arm back, drawing the culprit back before
said male could think on his feet.
Luhan blinked weakly as he was trying to comprehend what in the world just
happened, his already numb body decorated in scratches and bloody bruises.

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Wearing nothing but boxers and a torn open white shirt dress, he gathered himself,
drawing his knees close to his chest. Hugging them in attempt to look less exposed
and hurt, in attempt to not unmask this broken, weak side of him.
Because this was him.
Broken. Weak. A doom.
Trapped in insanity. In the endless circulation called misfortune and wreck. In a flow
with no exit, no option of escaping.
Luhan's eyes felt heavy. Oh, was this the part of feeling completely exhausted and to
plum tuckered out? His final breaking point?
Everything happened too fast. Before the culprit could react and stab his rescuer to
death next, a heap of security guys came rushing in, eliminating and knock outing the
sadistic sick male. The chestnut-haired rescuer, who also turned out to be the owner
of the club, instructed them to lead the unconscious guy out to doctor him, leaving
him and Luhan alone eventually.
The blond buried his face even deeper into his knees, his grip around his ankles
tightening more as he observed heavy footsteps which grew louder with every
thundering step. He felt the stranger's firm gaze on him, making him feel much smaller
and even weaker.
His heart started racing rapidly, "Hey..." the other's voice softly echoed in Luhan's
ears. "No need to feel embarrassed. Don't hide your perfect ways like that,"
Luhan slowly lifted his eyes, in the upshot looking up at the gorgeous vision in white
in front of him. "Ah, ah. Aren't you beautiful!" The stranger cooed.
Brown chocolate hair framing his round face, monolid eyes staring back ever so softly,
cat-like features with arched brows. And on top of that, a gleaming positivity
beautifully radiating in a pleasing and enduring manner.
"Let me help you, will you?" He smiled sweetly, pure sympathy and sincerity laminating
his voice. Luhan's muscles began easing, his hands slowly falling to his sides as he
stared back, completely slipping his mask eventually. "I'm Minseok. 26 years old and
the owner of the K&G stock company."
Luhan reluctantly eyed the hand Minseok held out, wanting to dismiss it, to slap it
away. He bit his quivering lips, his body and heart however overtaking his movements
as a shaking hand slowly made its way to connect their hands.
"You've gone through a lot. You've been suffering enough, haven't you?"
His mind began screaming at him; telling him he did not want help, to run away and
forget because just what in the hell was he doing?
He didn't need help.
He was fine. He was alright. Happy!
And he mentally decided to jump up next, to balance on his feet to run away from
everything once again, with the set aim to leave the Minseok guy merely as another
minor memory.
But Minseok inched closer, almost kneeing in front of Luhan as his grip tightened on
him as he was carefully pulling him into his broad chest. And Luhan didn't want to let
go.

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The elder felt so warm, so honest, so pure and addicting.
His eyes promised safty and protection.
And the final silent tears were trickling down Luhan's heated cheeks as he leaned
cravingly into the embrace.
He was hopelessly seeking for comfort.

And a few house blocks away, a very certain tall, 16 years old blond felt a sudden
warmth engulfing his heart out of nowhere. A familiar warmth he sorrowfully craved
for for a while now, and yet wasn't his.
And he knew it was a sign for his well-being. We're inside each other's souls, aren't
we?
Because he finally found someone worth sacrificing for, didn't he?

Chapter 35: Anesthesia

"We're in this together." Minseok breathed against the silky blonde hair, the ends of
the hair brushing against his skin, tickling it as his lips continued murmuring soft
words. "Let our scars fall in love."
Luhan blinked as the elder brought their joined hands up to his chest, his heart race
quickening in response. They were sitting under the moon, all wrapped in blankets,
and with his back against Minseok's torso.
"Why are we doing this..." Caught between the chestnut brown haired's toned arms,
he felt complete. Complete but at the still time... not. "You're too n-nice."
The corner of Minseok's lips curved up,
"I guess I fell too fast. Pitiful, aren't we?" What do you mean you 'fell'? "In that very
moment, I saw the life had left your beautiful eyes, even if you were not dead." But
we don't fall, Luhan wanted to retort.
Minseok began loosening his grip on the fragile blond, turning the latter in a bid to
face his soft stunning features as he lightly pushed him against the picnic
blanket. Carefully stroking Luhan's reddened cheeks in the most admirable way, he
studied his plush lips, then his eyes, then his lips again, and then his eyes one last
time.
"But y-you're much older than me..." They could feel their hot breath grazing each
other's faces. Even in the chilly night breeze they could feel each others body heat
radiating out toward each other.
"Does age really matter, though?" He chuckled lightly, hope heaving in his voice. Luhan
blinked dumbfounded.
Their faces were inches apart, their legs staggered over each other's as they moved,
creating their own rhythm.

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Minseok's thumb lightly brushing Luhan's slightly gaping lips, he fixed his eyes in an
even more acute way on the male beneath him, inspiring that breathless feeling Luhan
had when he knew something intense was about to happen.
He licked his lip suggestively, and Luhan knew. Minseok was about to bridge the
distance, to overlap their lips. And Luhan was about to let him.
The night was his, and the opportunity was his. Something felt wrong and just
so right about it, right enough that Luhan blocked out the alarming voices in his mind
as their lips finally touched.

Luhan had started escaping into the world of loveless acquaintanceships and
insignificance after he had realized God had in fact greater plans for him that didn't
involve crying at night or sad Pinterest quotes.
Pushing everything aside; banning his own self from his shell.
Also, not hesitating to push him, his first love, into the very bottom drawer of his own
system, the waste drawer. The drawer next to the dusty one of his locked-up feelings;
his senses.
He knew his heart would never be the same, but he kept telling himself he would be
fine. But this stupid heart of his wouldn't stop aching and if Luhan could rip that
useless muscle out and crush it, he would.
But Minseok was quicker to jump in - to numb, to narcotize his pain.
"We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to
be." Minseok said.
When he was with him, Luhan could feel himself getting better. It was like Minseok
was picking up broken pieces of him and putting him back together, and hell, Luhan
didn't even know he was doing it. They never talked about it. They didn't go to therapy.
Was it perhaps 'love'?
"Let our scars fall in love," Minseok said.
Minseok fell for him, started loving him and that was maybe enough.
Love... Love... Requited love. That's what love is; giving and receiving. That's what
Luhan learned. Requited love was identically equal to a healthy relationship. Luhan
and Minseok were healthy.
And Minseok learned to love his ugly heart shards. Minseok learned to love his dull
heart. His dull, hollow heart- But why was it remaining dull and hollow and all grayed
out?
Luhan felt suspicious of love, and he felt suspicious of what it meant to be in love.
And he also felt suspicious of what it meant to feel pretend love for someone.

"I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not
true. Oh, you'll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall
in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him." That's what mom
once said.

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Determined, but with a slight mite of fear and unrest, Sehun paced through the
corridors, letters of texts he rummaged on the internet the other day flashing in his
eyes.

In a primal sense Gentlemen, you've got to prove that you're the male they want to be with. You
have to show strength, you have to show compassion, you have to show understanding, you have
to show humility and you have to show appreciation. You have to show weakness and vulnerability
with them, you have to let them in.

He couldn't let him slip just now. Maybe he could still make it. Maybe God was yet
patient with them, maybe they were destined and meant to be, maybe it was just a
temporary barrier they had to go through to finally gain their happiness.
Sehun started believing in him and Luhan.
And Sehun didn't need nor want his forgiveness right off, he'd be fine enough with
plainly proving his love for the deer boy, with showing him love.
With letting Luhan know there was a certain blond out there who believed the latter
was his world.
His jaw tightening, Sehun searched for said male's locker with a stunning bouquet,
this time being roseate camellias, in his right hand. But his eyes took aim at something
more valuable, at something much more important.
Sehun's breath hitched, he swallowed thickly as he tried to put his now-wobbly legs
into work.

There he was. Angelic blond hair as divinely gleaming as ever and-

Sehun took a step, and another step, and further steps - his legs were now moving on
itself - with his heart achingly craving for the elder blond.
-stunning, beautiful features crafted by God-
Sehun's heart throbbed against his chest at the growing proximity.
-oh, little did he know by himself that he was indeed so in love with him-

And that's when time and place and his formerly-racing heart managed to stop at
once.
Luhan smiled, his eyes glimmering with something Sehun couldn't even explain. There
was someone with him, someone who was now holding the deer boy's waist ever so
possessively. Someone who seemed older yet had young features, someone who was
clearly not another high school fling.

Sehun could sense the other night Luhan had eventually managed to find someone.
Oh, how foolish he was being all the time.

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Sehun nibbled on his quivering lips, Is the story we had already told?
But he and Luhan-- they were destined to be. They were. He knew, Luhan would just
come back one day-- They would just laugh all of this off one day, they would just
hold each other all night because they were just meant to be.
But the worst thing wasn't even loneliness, it was being forgotten by someone you'd
never forget.

His cheeks flushing in a crimson tone, Luhan giggled at the other's somewhat
embarrassing compliment.
"I-I'm not beautiful..." He thoughtfully replied. Not more beautiful than Byun
Baekhyun.
"Yes, you're beyond it, we know." Minseok grinned childishly, and Luhan almost
thought, how in the damn world was this male also the owner of one big company?
The younger eventually held the other's nape, connecting their eager lips in the most
emotional and deep way, smiling uncontrollably while doing so. All clueless about a
certain pair of eyes that was stuck on the couple.

Another night, another routine. His flawless skin shining radiantly in the bit of
moonlight that emanated from the large window, Luhan rubbed his sleepy eyes as he
caught his ringtone ringing.
That's when he realized they were placidly sleeping in Minseok's king-sized bed, the
CEO spooned up behind him, all latent, inanimate and lightly snoring.
I swear, who in the world has the guts to make a call in the middle of the
night?, Luhan thought as he reached for the phone on the nightstand. He tried to make
out the caller ID, but the screen shone too bright and stung his eyes, so he just
answered it.
"Hello?" He grunted, not too impressed at being woken up at like 3 am.
"Luhan?" Luhan abruptly straightened up, freeing himself from Minseok's hold as his
hand started quivering at the familiar voice. Hallucinating.
His eyes torn open in terror, his mouth blocking him from forming any sentences. He
must be hallucinating.
"P-Please, say something." Was... he... sniffing? "It hurts... Luhan, it hurts like hell." A
shaky breath. "I want it... g-gone."
"Sehun," Luhan thanked God his voice managed to not break. His heart was violently
thudding against his chest, threatening to completely shatter as the name rolled out
of his lips. Luhan boiled up uncomfortably as a tight knot began forming in the pit of
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"Is it too late," Sehun stopped, inhaling deeply. "Too late to apologize?"
Luhan didn't know what made him feel this way. Everything was perfect by now!
He was perfectly fine...
So why was he crying just now.
"It's never too late to apologize, but sometimes it's too late to forgive."
Sehun chuckled sadly, "Know this, Lu; whenever you think of leaving, a part of you
has already left. But it's never too late to get it back, is it?"
Luhan's body started shaking painfully, his hot cheeks drained in tears. "I'm fine, I'm
happy now!" He cried, but not as vocally to wake up his boyfriend. He tried putting
himself together again. "W-We're over... We're over, so why..." He tried putting
himself together again.
"I can't forget you! I can't get over you, Lu-Luhan," Sehun started crying beyond
control. "There's no other... And my heart keeps calling out for nobody but you. It's
never too late to make things right, is it? So please..."
Lies. "It was nice learning to know you, laughing with you and sharing a part of me
with you. And, no worries needed about my family and friends. I told them that I was
bored with our 'relationship'" So stop lying. You lied enough already.
Luhan couldn't function anymore.
"I got a long lecture, but it's okay. You deserve someone better, anyway. Someone
who'll make you laugh through anything, and I'm sorry I wasn't that person, I'm sorry
you wasted your time with me." I just want to be yours again. I want you to be mine,
I want to love you again, I want to feel you. "I hope you'll find someone you'll love
just as much as they'll love you because it's you who deserves better."
"Stop with that crap, Luhan!" Sehun's cries were quite contagious.
Luhan found his heart shattering like glass all over again. All those weeks he foolishly
tried convincing himself he was alright only to soak further into agony.
"I love you..."
"What's wrong about me loving you, w-we can love again. We can start anew!"
"We can pretend we're perfect... we can pretend there are no scars we've left
behind..."
"I lost the best thing I ever had and you know, you know that I'm sorry, right?"
"I know what's right, you know I'm right... so please believe me... Please, let's go."
"I need you most and you've become my overdose and you know that I'm sorry..."

"Put the phone away, baby,"

Luhan felt Minseok's arm sneaking around his waist from behind, the elder kissing his
neck softly as his hands began roaming under the latter's shirt.
"That's it, isn't it? You're already over us- You're with some other guy now. I'm finally
fading away in the distant. That's what you wanted," Sehun was a mess, and he knew
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"Put the phone away, so I know it's true."

And Luhan shakily put it way, offering himself to the elder male behind him after he'd
hung up.

Minseok might narcotized the pain, but he could never manage to replace it with
something more compatible.

Chapter 36: We went so wrong

Hastily wiping the fresh tears off his wet cheeks, Luhan hoped his lover didn't observe
he had been just crying because of a certain 'ex'.
Letting himself get pressed against the soft mattress, he had the back of his head
buried in the large pillows. He stared back at Minseok's eyes, and thanks God the room
was dark.
Minseok seemed not having noticed any tears for Luhan's own good. Instead he started
leaning in before ravishing the younger's neck. Luhan gasped as if by command, tried
remaining not bothered, tried not jumping out of the ordinary.
His shaking hands gripped Minseok's neck and head, slowly concealing in the brunet's
hair as he started panting, but yet he felt tense, yet he felt so wrong.
Minseok might managed to register this as he was beginning to adorn the way up
Luhan's pale neck instead, to a spot behind the younger's ear Minseok just knew was
his weak spot.
Luhan shuddered hard, and what he did next was completely out of his mental force:
He encompassed the elder's jaw, crashing their lips roughly together as he tried to
get him finally out of his head.
A low rumble of sound escaped him as his body moved against his and Luhan could
only surrender to Minseok's ardent, demanding response.
Being engulfed in heat, Minseok's hand stole under Luhan's shirt once again and found
its way to his lover's perky nipples.
Luhan turned his face away, breaking the kiss unexpectedly, gasping and Minseok
trailed kisses across his jaw.
And then he suddenly backed away, hovering over Luhan as his hands remained on
each side beside his head to get a proper sight of the deer beneath him.
Because little did Luhan know he never stopped crying silently.
Little did he know he was constrainedly trying to push away the corrupt false feeling
he began sensing after hanging up on his ex lover.
But yet couldn't in the end.
"Why are you crying?"

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Hair disheveled in all its mess and perfused lips swollen and gaping, Luhan's eyes flew
torn open the moment his lover's words stabbed through his mask.
He stared back, all wrecked, in horror. His cheeks already drenched in tears, his mouth
felt unable to response. Too scared of the words that threatened to slip out.
"You were all shaking and sobbing when talking to that guy on the phone," The sadness
in his soothed voice was undeniable. "I tried to not dwell upon that. I've been selfishly
trying to ignore every hindrance in this perfect-seeming relationship all along, Luhan."
Even in the darkness Minseok's eyes remained pure and honest.
And then he leaned further in, resting his forehead against the broken male's, only for
Luhan to have even more tears escaping his shining glassy eyes. He bit his quivering
bottom lip, not wanting for him and Minseok to get stuck in these so-called hindrances.
"You love him."
"I love you-" Stop pitying me.
"It's okay, Luhan."
"Minseok, list-" It's not.
"Isn't all of this sad?"
It is.
Luhan was defeated.
And that very moment he let everything slip; the tiredness and torture was written all
over his face.
Luhan was never healthy.

Weeks passed, and after tons of vivid adventures with Minseok, Luhan eventually
managed to be back in the usual education system.
Minseok broke up with him that night; not to mention with the heaviest heart. Because
Minseok actually did fall for Luhan at the end of the story.

"You don't love me, do you? You never did." Minseok determined. "I should've known
what I was getting myself into the first time I laid my eyes on you."
The monotonous sound of his words was intimidating and hurting the shit out of Luhan.
His heart felt like crushing again and again and over again.
He had never been worth it. He did the best he could, and it still wasn't good enough.
It's never enough.
"Do you regret what we had?" Luhan cautiously asked in a small voice in return.

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"Shouldn't I be the one asking that?" A slight grin crept on Minseok's face.
"Asking you that?" Luhan blinked in confusion. Minseok then sadly chuckled, running
his fingers through his chestnut hair.
"The truth is, I never stopped trying to find the entrance to your heart even once. But
I'm guessing what we eventually had was the mere result of unhappiness," he
continued, his right hand lifting, wanting to caress the other's wet cheeks.
Before he actually could, his hand started quivering and weakening as his eyes caught
the the blond's teary ones.
"Been so desperate all this time. I really do love you, you know?"
Luhan's watery eyes were void of emotions.
"Let's just stop. You want me to, right? I know you want me to stop."

And Luhan thought, that's okay, Luhan understood him - no one would want someone
like him at the end anyway, right? Luhan already knew.
Someone like him; someone faking relationships - someone feigning the even most
precious smiles and warmest feelings - someone who unlearned, even forgot the
meaning of truly loving.
Someone who yet could never move on and liked to pretend he did - someone
poisonous.
Applying the lip balm on his plush lips, Luhan eyed the reflection of himself in the
mirror. Freshly dyed light brown hair enclosing his pretty face, barely covering his
eyeliner rimmed eyes. To top his unusual appearance, skintight ripped jeans engulfing
his thighs and the sweet lingering scent of Pink Sugar by Aqualina.
He indeed could remind himself of a very certain close friend he used to have back in
the days.
Maybe now he was perfect.

"Guys, listen! Keep it down, will you? Next thing is gonna be hot," the Jongdae guy on
the stage, who was hosting the special school event, declared.
Like in your common high school, school events were an annually thing - Public
gossips, leaked scandalous news, and awards in categories as Hottest Babe, Best
Vocalist, Biggest Flirt, Most Likely To Be Late To Their Own Wedding, or Best
Lips were highly granted. Even couples wouldn't leave the event empty-handed;
The Longest Couple, Cutest Couple, and even the Oddest Couple were usual awards.
Some students thought of it as stupid and even redundant. Though a majority would
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All in one, it was most likely your typical, clichd kind of high school.
Resting bitch face plastered on his visage as usual, Sehun slapped the hand that kept
pestering his shoulder away. The responsible guy beside him, a friend going by the
name Kim Junmyeon (who apparently got a little wasted during the event) kept teasing
the younger, earning an annoyed groan from said boy.
"Stooop bitching... you BITCH!" Junmyeon snarled at the now-raven haired male.
"Lately you... you've been acting like some cold bitch! Annoooyyingg!!"
Seeming already used to these kind of accusations, Sehun rolled his eyes in annoyance
as he was about to to strike back-
"Now! Your pretty little angel Luhan may present y'all 'Most Likely To Succeed And
Appear On The Cover Of Vogue'! Come on stage, hottie!"
All focuses fell on the deer boy strolling through the aisle, their eyes widening at the
impressive sight, some people not hesitating to whistle at him.
Sehun's fierce expression softened right away; facade falling, his mouth slightly
gaping, his eyes caught by the unusual appearance.
Luhan, being all smiley and flirtatious, walked on that stage like an actual goddess.
A white, way too thin shirt hugging his torso (which was almost upsetting), his hips
lightly swaying in tight jeans enveloping his legs like a second skin, smokey eye make
up enhancing his eyes. Hair in light brown-
This guy over there wasn't Luhan.
If it hadn't been for the heart skip he had gotten at the sight of his most desired
person, he wouldn't have recognized the latter.
"Oh, stop it, you guys. I won't shake anything for you," Luhan light-heartedly laughed.
"Y'all can give me a visit later, though~ Wouldn't hurt, would it?"
Yet this person was still beautiful.
"Hey! This isn't even the result card, it's your phone number!"
Maybe he was just destined to forever fall in love with people he couldn't have.
"No, there's no one. Yeah, yeah, I'm single. As single as a slice of American cheese."
The thing still hurting the most was when the person that made you feel special
yesterday made you feel so unwanted today.
Single? You must be kidding now.
"Alright, alright. Now the winner!"
But somehow, anyway, one way or another, he felt a sense of relief. And maybe hope.
Maybe a little.
"So, Most Likely To Succeed And Appear On The Cover Of Vogue is,"
Being back in his what he sensed was his strong, careless element, Luhan felt like
ruling the audience once setting his foot on stage.
Joking and flirting around with the crowd, never failing to send an occasional wink to
some guys, never failing to make people's heart drop with purely a smile. Luhan finally
felt like one of them; a teenager with no worries. No pain. No anything.

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After constant questions and remarks he had gotten since he had been the spotlight,
he was finally given the result card he was supposed to read out.
"So, Most Likely To Succeed And Appear On The Cover Of Vogue is,"
Wetting his lips, he paused a little,
speaking the next words like the careless person he finally was,
so simply,
so softly,
"Oh Sehun!"
like the person, he taught himself he ought to be now.

Humming to the sounds of his current favorite song 'Like A Cat' by AOA, Luhan
determinedly chose the make-up product he planed on using next. He folded out the
smokey eye shadow pallet.
"Just let me apply this hot thingie on you and we're done!" The blond enthusiastically
cheered.
Sehun wasn't even into make up, yet here he was offering himself to be his lover's
subject of his experiments. "I promise you one peck for every single application of this
on your eyes!" Luhan continued pouting.
Grinning at the drool seeping out of the corner of Luhan's pouty lips, Sehun leaned in
to kiss said spot.
Sehun's lips commenced their slow exploration of the other's soft lips, and he kissed
him hungrily. The elder giggled into the kiss, and threw his arms around the latter's
neck. Dropping himself back to the soft mattress they were sitting on, Sehun pulled
Luhan along.
"Oh Sehun~"

Sehun could see Luhan's lips forming words, his name, but he couldn't hear it. "What
are you waiting for, brat? Get on stage!" Joonmyeon exclaimed.
Several eyes set on him, loud claps and cheers dominating the hall, Sehun yet thought
he couldn't quite hear properly.
All he could hear was the sorry thumping of his weak heart, the endless flow of his
blood that could come to a halt once his heart decided to stop working as well. All he
could hear was the sound of pain rushing throughout his body. And in this case, pain
was his heartbeat.
Getting himself together, he knew God had decided once again he couldn't continue
avoiding Luhan forever. He needed to man up, and he needed to face his fears.
Sehun arose from his seat, pacing through the aisle whilst eyeing his destination, his
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Luhan still had that smile plastered on his face, and Sehun thought he'd might as well
just run away and forget everything, erase that stupid smile from his mind.
When he had reached the stage,
when the distance began closing more and more, Sehun wanted to stop because he
thought his heart was about to crash.
When Luhan handed him the trophy, when their fingers were slightly touching for a
millisecond, Sehun's heart cried.
Not even glancing to the trophy he had received, Sehun deeply gazed at the guy in
front of him instead.
Luhan never wore any eyeliner, Luhan wasn't brunet, Luhan never wore these kind of
clothes, Luhan never had been this popular and out-going. He wasn't intimidating for
Pete's sake.
There was a pregnant pause - this Luhan wasn't the same guy Sehun would have
ripped his heart out for.
"Most Likely To Succeed And Appear On The Cover Of Vogue, huh?" Luhan chuckled,
and Sehun wanted to rather die than have his ex act like what they had was nothing
but a funny, silly fairy tale.
Luhan then fended off his look, and directed his face to the audience instead. "Guys,
watch me appearing on ELLE and Cosmopolitan!" He laughed with the crowd, his aura
flooding with charm.
And Sehun's jaws tightened, and his inner organs started malfunctioning, and before
he could force himself to just leave, to just forget, to just not care for once, he
could not.
"What happened to you?"

"Just go for him,"

"I can't, Minseok."

Luhan's seemingly-unruinable grin slowly fell to the ground, along with the mic in his
hand. Causing the audience to erupt in whispers.
He raised his head to a point their gazes were finally locking, and Sehun thought he
suddenly looked so different now, and Sehun swore he could feel his heart being
pierced through.
"Isn't this..." Luhan unhumorously chuckled, "What you love?" How ironic.

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Sehun's mind went blank as his jaws slightly fell open, unable to form any sounds. Not
able to keep track of his own thoughts.
Luhan's hand traveled up to his hair, combing the light brown hair with his fingers,
and Sehun noticed his hand was actually lightly shaking.
"What you... love..." He mumbled, not bothering to emphasize love. "Right? You love
it, don't you?" He then gestured his hands to his clothes, rubbing the fabric of his
ripped skinny jeans.
Sehun blinked, dumbfounded much to his confuse. Thousands of curious eyes were
following the scene, however, ears were yet unaware of the words.
And what seemed like the toughest puzzles in the thrift store with enough pieces to
put together that it even required two whole boxes, Sehun pieced together what the
elder was actually about.
And he threateningly took further steps in Luhan's direction. And he closed the distance
dangerously.
The shorter's eyes were glassy, adding to his now-frail appearance. Luhan grew stiff,
and he didn't know why. He didn't want to know why.
Sehun reached for Luhan's quivering hand, gripped it firmly, as the audience was set
in wonder. Sounds becoming nosier as he began tugging on the hand, as he began
guiding an angry Luhan out of the event.
"What the fuck, l-let go of me!" He panicked, hysterically trying to free himself. "Who
do you think you are, dickhea-"
"Just shut up Luhan, shut up!" Sehun then pulled them into an empty storage room
the next second, hastily shutting the door behind them as he swiftly turned around
and cornered the brunet against the door.
Trapping him, he placed his hands on each side aside the shorter's head; next leaning
forward ever-so-dangerously close. And the alarms in Luhan's mind rang furiously,
and he wanted to slap him away, and he wanted to run off for good, only for the
younger to lower his head against the other's collar. Nuzzling Luhan's skin, breathing
in the other's sweet scent.
Only for Luhan to not even move the slightest bit.
"God," Sehun furrowed his eyebrows, his hands shaking in pain. "Please, shut up."
Luhan felt like not being able to catch his breath. "You broke me so bad already."
Luhan wanted to reply, Move on. But he didn't.
"I swear I'm about to loose my mind. You've been gone for so long now, Luhan."
And Luhan wanted to say, It's supposed to be like that. But he didn't.
As he next raised both his arms to use his last bit of sanity, to push against his chest
with all the strength he could muster, with the hope to finally end all of this, the arms
made its way around the other's neck instead.
And for some reason, they stayed in the mute freeze they created.
For some reason, Luhan's heart burned in his chest. He was still addicted after all.
Sehun inched up his head. Their faces fairly close now, his eyes aimed for those of the
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"Stop looking at me like that... Stop looking at me like I'm a monster," his hot breath
grazed the elder's face.
"I... I never did..." Luhan muttered. Their lips were so close and so were his chances
of getting a heart attack because God, was he nervous and throbbing.
Maybe giving in was easier.
"I fell for you. For your beauty. For your being." Luhan's vocal chords suddenly seemed
missing. Lord only knew how much he hated his legs for turning all weak and wobbly
just now.
Their foreheads finally met, leaving the space between their lips just inches away, and
their longing sorrow for one another had been replaced by a blooming greed and
something... that maybe felt like love.
"And for your eyes. For your smile. For your lips, and nose, and wounds, and laugh,
and flaws, and voice." The crimson flush on his cheeks began pointing out more and
more as he kept listening his affectations. Voice displaying so many emotions at one
go, the serious expression Sehun kept throughout was almost too cute.
Luhan eyed him intensely, and studied every single spot on his face.
Shutting off the blabbering, the Chinese male brought his delicate hands to Sehun's
face, "I-I'm... scared as hell to want you. But here I am,", holding it softly. "Wanting
you anyway." Is it weird?
Puzzled, Sehun slightly backed away. Inebriated in hope and happiness, his jaws
slightly dropped as he mentally pinched himself because God forbid he'd wake up now
and all of this would turn out to be pure delusion.
Luhan sighed softly as he reached up and laced his fingers with the taller one's smooth
hair, thinking how much easier all of this this could only be, and surprisingly tugged
him down for a soft kiss, closing the distance between their bodies once again.
Sehun started to feel a bubbling sensation in the pit of his stomach, and he inwardly
felt on fire, yet so alive, so overwhelmed. And it was a mutual feeling they felt.
The realizations of all of this, the thought that these were Luhan's lips overlapping his,
that the only source of his thoughts since that very morning months ago was touching
him right now, was pressed against him - it felt so painfully surreal.
Sehun smiled gently in the kiss as he wrapped his arms softly around the shorter one's
waist, bringing their bodies even closer.
When the shorter one pulled back, Sehun could note the light pink tint of his flourished
cheeks. Luhan inhaled thickly before shyly lowering his gaze as he pressed his forehead
up against the taller one's.
"You can laugh at me now, I-I know all of this is stupid, all of this," Luhan stammered
and Sehun's lips stretched as he widely grinned at the shorter boy.
"Then I love being stupid with you," Sehun breathed and Luhan peered up at him
through his eyelashes.
And he slammed their lips eagerly together once more, pulling Luhan inhumanly closer.
A soft gasp, soon followed by a giggle, left Luhan's lips as he moved their bodies and
toppled backwards to the floor, bringing Sehun with him without breaking the kiss.
Though his back got in touch with the cold floor, Luhan didn't care the slightest bit as
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sweet, soft butterfly pecks on his lips.
And each kiss sent electricity, a jolt, though Luhan as finally a warm, floating feeling
released inside of him.

201x/11/08 2:27 PM
From: Kris
To: Luhan
BITCH BAEKHYUN AND CHANYEOL ARE AWAITING SATAN, GET IN YOUR SHOES, GET
TO HAMCHOON'S CLINIC!

end of flashback

"I know there may be universes out there where I made different choices and they led
me somewhere else, led me to someone else. And my heart breaks for every single
version of me that didn't end up with him."
Baekhyun's gaze softened at Sehun's words. He dumbfoundedly stared back, and so
many questions were cloaking his mind.
So many questions were still cloaking his mind,
overfilling his head even worse,
when another very familiar male turned up next to his ex.
Luhan.

Chapter 37: His own flesh and blood

Chanyeol had the urge to chop off his limps and slowly die a painful death rather than
carry on sitting in the waiting room. Rather than fighting with the thought that the
only love of his life, the person who carried his child this entire time possibly wouldn't
even make it at the end.
Wouldn't make it because he was bound and determined to give Chanyeol a child.
Wouldn't even care about his own value, wouldn't even care about Chanyeol's
feelings.
And suddenly, in a very short moment, Chanyeol maybe hated that they fell in love.
If it wasn't for their unconditional love for each other, if they wouldn't even have met
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"Hey dude, look." Kris lightly nudged him while his eyes were settled on his phone.
"There's this kid who looks like 12 and wants me to be their sugar daddy or some shit.
He's hot, though? But kinda sick-looking. Look at those dark eye bags, I swear they
resemble my balls."
Oh, yes. They weren't aware of Baekhyun's life situation.
"Stop ignoring me, you vagina!"
Chanyeol kept his face buried in his hands, not bothering to proceed ignoring. Oh, the
thing was he wasn't even entirely ignoring. Not at all; he just didn't feel like he was
sane enough to even hold a conservation.
"Man, don't you think you got a serious problem when your balls looking black?" Jongin
barged in, his arms wrapped around a snoring sleeping figure beside him who was no
one other but Kyungsoo.
They didn't know anything, and Chanyeol felt furious.
Kris gasped at that, his feelings crushed and plainly shitted on. "Yeah? Look who's
talking. Yours probably be looking like decaying slugs-"
"Park Chanyeol?"
Chanyeol's heart skipped several beats as he straightened his back, his eyes targeting
the nurse who came up to them. In a swift moment, he jumped to his feet, aiming to
approach the nurse to interrogate her about Baekhyun.
And before he even could, just when he opened his mouth to yell out the words that
were on the tip of his tongue-
"You may come now. Byun is currently awaiting his friends."
And Chanyeol didn't even think twice when he hastily rushed past the nurse, slightly
jostling against her shoulder, but fuck that, because he didn't care the slightest bit
right now. He didn't plan on keeping the last bit of sanity he somehow still managed
to have.
Kris, Jongin, and a Kyungsoo, who was as creepy as it was suddenly all vividly and
jumpy when he was just soundly sleeping the other moment, followed Chanyeol and
the nurse through the double doors and down the hall. Soon, they came to a room on
the left and Chanyeol hesitated, he hesitated so much to walk through the open
doorway.
"This isn't some crappy MTV show, now come in!" Luhan, who also seemed being in
the room, snapped sassily at the nervous as hell male outside the door. His words
were followed by a very familiar chuckle Chanyeol just knew too well (and his heart
almost dropped out of his arse, knowing he made it).
(And he noticed Luhan's and Sehun's presence in the room, but didn't care for the
moment as his mind screamed for Baekhyun only.)
Chanyeol thought the forming knots in his stomach were about to kill him. All the way
he felt ten feet off the ground. But he came back down to earth and his knees went
weak and almost broke when he saw Baekhyun laying almost lifelessly on the bed;
vividly, yet so lifelessly.
Holding two little bundles in both his arms, the figures wrapped in blue blankets.
There were gasps that simultaneously filled the room as everyone's attention got fired
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And Baekhyun laughed, his sparkling eyes curving into perfect crescents, smiling from
ear to ear. The fact that he actually looked so wrecked and miserable was
overshadowed and forgotten quickly. "I knew one should never trust your dumb
semen! Look what we've got!!" The blond darted his eyes upon his twin babies, smiling
dumbly. "You gave me two of them, you little prick!"
He felt so tired and awful, yet his face was overwhelmed with all kinds of sweet
emotions, and he needed to remind himself again and again that this wasn't some
fairy tale they were living through, that these babies were indeed his and Chanyeol's.
"They're ours, Chanyeol... These princes are ours, oh god, they're so beautiful..." He
dreamily claimed. "Come here, daddy. They're already yearning for you!"
And Chanyeol smiled uncontrollably, his heart crying happiness, his eyes ready to
imitate a waterfall. He didn't take further steps as he was too scared and too chicken-
hearted to face his own babies with Baekhyun, making Kris, Jongin, and Kyungsoo
push him forwards.
Slowly starting, he moved over to the most important persons in his life, his eyes
settled on the beautiful sight. "Twins...?" Who'd have known that even Chanyeol's
smooth deep voice could crack, could sound so weak.
"Congratulations! Plus you did great, Baekhyun!" A female doctor stepped in, smiling
warmly at the couple. "Looks like we surprisingly got fraternal twins, huh? Well, we're
not quite unfamiliar with rare cases like this. The heartbeats were might perceived as
one heartbeat, and not two different ones. In your case, the twins were also highly
likely laying quite parallel, in such way that one wouldn't be able to remark it on the
ultrasound display."
As Chanyeol looked up to the doctor, who was leaving again shortly after, and then
back to Baekhyun and the twins, everyone in the room started cheering and rejoicing,
before-
"Shhhhh! SHHHH, uglies!! Shut the fuck up!" Baekhyun hissed, shushing everyone
right away. "You woke Taehyung and Sanha up!"
Taehyung and Sanha.
"How do you manage to still look this beautiful and irresistible..." Chanyeol then leaned
down, tears of joy draining his eyes, as he kissed his boyfriend slowly, perfectly, with
a heart full of love. Inches parting their faces, he whispered, "I'd rather die than have
us separated for hours again. How do you feel? Oh, I was so freaking scared..."
Baekhyun giggled, nuzzling their noses happily as tears streamed down his face. "I
feel squashed, ugly, and cut open, what else? But you make me feel so full of life, so
beautiful..." Everything felt so perfect.
Lowering his eyes, Chanyeol started to tear up the second they landed on the tiny
squirming newborns laying on Baekhyun's chest. "Oh god," he sniffled, his heart
exploding with the need to touch them, yet was too scared to do so due to the fact
they looked so fragile and breakable.
"They look so different, yet so breathtakingly gorgeous." Baekhyun softly spoke. The
twins quit weeping when they noticed Chanyeol's presence and both the little babies'
shiny eyes were settled on the latter, and Chanyeol felt like melting to the ground.
"See? They want their daddy! Here, you can carry Sanha."
And Baekhyun handed the younger child over to Chanyeol, the taller carefully holding
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fragile, but they were there and they were theirs and Chanyeol felt his throat tightening
up and his eyes burning with more coming tears.
Baekhyun watched his lover's face as he looked upon his son. "Hello, Park Sanha. I'm
your daddy. You hurt your mommy over there so bad," Chanyeol talked to his child,
smiling dumbly. "Shall I call you baby from now on? But Mommy would probably haunt
me in my dreams and cut off my genitals because you know, mommy is quite the
jealous type of person! Mommy wouldn't like that. Mommy wants to be the only one
being called baby by daddy!"
"Oh, keep on, keep on, and I'll really do that." Baekhyun additionally giggled, making
his statement sounding all jokingly. He knew Chanyeol wouldn't grow up any time
soon, and yet Chanyeol was the best father he could ever wish for.
The best he could ever wish for...
Everyone laughed with them, everyone was so full of love and joy. Sehun tightened
his grip around Luhan's waist, and Luhan gigglingly leaned in, nuzzling himself into the
other's broad chest. Sehun kissed his head, and next sighed short after; trying to push
the sudden imagination of himself and Luhan and a little family aside, away, and out
of his head.
Sehun felt happiness dwelling upon him, happiness as he watched the male beside
him, as he watched the fresh parents in front of them.
He had once loved Baekhyun with all his heart, with all he had, and God, it took him
donkey's years to get over the latter - but he did and now he was beyond belief happy.
For Baekhyun. For him. For Luhan. For them.

Baekhyun, on the other hand, tried to fight the sudden pressure of weakness. As much
as the sight of Chanyeol playing with their babies satisfied him, vitalized him, and even
gave him the need of jumping off and enthusiastically grace both the twins' and
Chanyeol's faces with eager kisses full of love.
But the fatigue was way more intense,
yet his eyes never wanted to leave Chanyeol and the precious babies in his arms,
oh, how in love he was,
how thankful and grateful he was,
how completed his life felt,
and before he could actually conceive it, his eyes already fell close, his soul finally
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"Hey, did Baekhyun pass out or something?" Jongin murmured, confused.
Having their twins lay down in their dedicated beds, Chanyeol switched his attention
to his boyfriend. "You must had been quite exhausted, yeah?" he breathed softly,
walking over to Baekhyun.
Slowly leaning in, he gently stroked the blond's cheeks using his thumb. Pretty lashes,
adorable button nose, cute lips, and wonderful skin; he was stunning and as much as
the peaceful mien on Baekhyun wanted to contradict it, Chanyeol yet felt something
was off.
"He's kinda pale..." He slowly determined. "Someone better call a doctor to check up
on him."
Jongin tilted his head, eyeing the sleeping figure. "Don't you think he's just sleeping
or something? That's quite an ordinary thing, you know."
"I don't care, just call the freaking doctor-"
"Yeol, he's not even pale, he seems alright to me..." Kris then interfered.
"Shut the fuck up and just call someone!" Chanyeol gritted his teeth, scowling.
Kyungsoo had already gone off to call someone, and just as they were fighting he
already arrived back with the same female who was apparently the one doctoring
Baekhyun.
The atmosphere stiffened right away.
Chanyeol followed the doctor's movements as said female checked Baekhyun's pupil
size, his movements and reflexes, and even response to painful stimuli (which had him
almost going nuts).

Negative consequences often occur in male pregnancies. Because cases like yours
are very special, there aren't enough medical solutions yet. The lack of female organs
is another reason for the 80 percentage of failed male pregnancies.

"Oh, did he fall asleep? He probably did, didn't he?" Chanyeol pursed his lips
momentarily, his eyes not leaving the sleeping beauty that Baekhyun was. "He must
had been quite tired and exhausted..." And so strong.
"I will observe his breathing patterns next."
And Chanyeol turned more and more anxious, as in why would someone have to check
someone's pupils, movements, responses, and even breathing patterns just to detect
if the latter was asleep.

Either you're getting an abortion or you'll accept to run a dangerous risk.

Only to have his own soul crushed to the ground.

"He's in a comatose state."

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Chanyeol's heart went limp, his mind a blank black page. Leaning against the
windowsill, his eyes remained open and even, they followed the doctor's movement
and lastly settled themselves on Baekhyun's pale visage.
He parted his lips, opened his mouth, but sounds were unable to escape from his
tongue.
"Baekhyun is a fragile being, he's yet very young, and frail. Truthfully, we were
entirely surprised when witnessing him all jolly and cheerfully after going through the
surgery. However, we still made sure to have him consuming medications,
considering the several failed cases on male pregnancy."
And he didn't even want to cry anymore, didn't even want to ease the pain,
couldn't.
"But even now, he's no another failed case. Despite his fragility, he seems very
strong," the female gave him a consoling smile, her slight wrinkles creasing. "You're
Chanyeol, right? His boyfriend?"
His head already lost in clutter, Chanyeol slowly managed to nod, blinking down. "Y-
Yeah. How-"
"Oh, so before we actually anesthetized him he practically screamed for your
presence, and even after receiving the twins," she adjusted her glasses, chuckling
wittily, "he was all giggly and cursed a certain stupid giant named 'Chanyeol' out."
Chanyeol blinked at her. And the deafening silence pushed itself in. As if the
muteness mocked the ache, the sting in his chest.
Lord only knew how much it took for Chanyeol to keep all the calm.
How much it took to not smash the very next person he'd face.
"Comatose people are at least partially aware of their surroundings, and potentially
of themselves. Meaning he's conscious of whatever happens around him, you know
that, right?"
Later when the staff interfered to set up all necessary things such as the vital data
monitor, Chanyeol emptily watched in haze. His mind attempting to trick him into
thinking this wasn't anything but some silly act by Baekhyun himself to mock him for
entertainment. Well, vainly, because much to his dismay, the situation became
merely another actual tragedy.
She stepped further to leave, "We'll do our best. It's okay, really," granted Chanyeol
and the other's a lightly curved up smile, and eventually walked off.
Silence fell upon them yet again, and worried pair of eyes were set on the couple.
Nibbling on his lips, Luhan broke away from Sehun's clutch, anger blooming
mentally. "What the hell was that bitch talking about..." Putting his feet into work, he
carried on, pointedly walking towards Baekhyun's bed. "Baek is not fragile! He can
make this, I know this! He won't leave. After all he went through... I-I-" Frowning,
his voice cracked as he inhaled a shuddering breath, his seemingly perfect porcelain
face breaking out of its evenness.
Snapping out of his overlong mute state, his hands forming tight fists, Chanyeol
roughly backed out the windows board to furiously approach the guy whose presence
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had already irked him before, Sehun. And before anyone could register the scene,
Chanyeol had harshly clutched his collar, had pulled him inches from his face.
Everyone's head shot up, attention firing on the two. Sehun slightly flinched out of
sudden shock.
"Tell me what the fuck you've done to him! I bet you fucking poisoned him when our
asses were sitting in the damned waiting room, huh?!" Chanyeol roared, his voice
harsh but anything but stable. "Because you never wanted him to have my child all
along, you're still bitter about the past, that he chose me over you, is that it, you
little bitch?!"
Eyebrows knitted together in dismay, "You fucking know that's not even the slightest
bit true..." Sehun tried freeing himself out of the rough hold. "I've always wanted
him to be happy, I've always wanted everything for him! You have no fucking idea!!"
But Chanyeol wouldn't let up, in some sort of an angry trance. "I never hated him!!!
As much as I wanted to, I could not. I can't ever!"
Luhan quickly acted on the fight, sprinting to them right in time, and tried to release
Chanyeol off his lover. "Stop, Chanyeol, for God's sake!" Angry tears were ruining his
pretty face. "Don't you see that we're all terrified? That we're all upset and sad about
this?!" Chanyeol glanced to the devastated male. The taller's breathing was shallow,
his chest heaving as she struggled to pull air into his lungs.

The tense cut itself as sudden cries arose. The babies started to weep and cry, a
sharp wailing sound that can send even the most powerful demon back to hell.
"Oh my god..." Chanyeol's face softened right away. He promptly loosed his hold of
Sehun to hastily approach his sons in their baby crib, worry and concern blooming on
his face. The anger and furiousness he only just had hid itself away.
Kyungsoo was quicker to move, and had already set his way to the shared bed
before Chanyeol could.
And right now, Chanyeol cursed himself out as the several parenting books he buried
his face in the past months suddenly went forgotten in the most important situation.
Tiny fists clenching, the babies' small faces turned all red, scrunched up in full infant
cries. They grunted and started kicking their little feet. "They're hungry," Kyungsoo
softly declared.
Chanyeol stared down to his little babies in awe and cooed, immediately wanting to
buy the world for his little princes, wanting to keep them under his wing for all time.
Being in haze, drowning in dreamy thoughts, his mind seemed like not catching
Kyungsoo's gentle words.
"Imma feed them." The shorter then continued after a short while.
"You sure? You wouldn't be able to handle them both, would you?" Luhan butted in,
peaking his head in between.
"So, instead of acting like a mom of three kids, can't you guys just inform some
nurses and they will do something about it..." Kris muttered as he unscrewed the cup
of some new coke brand. In a smooth return, Kyungsoo retorted a "No way in
hell!" while Luhan snappily added a"They need their mami, and as Baequi is not
quite with us for now, I'll take care of that!" (Whereupon Kris would respond with a
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On the other side, Jongin stepped forward to Kyungsoo and Luhan. Swaying his
curious eyes lower to their chests, he narrowed his eyes in all seriousness. His eyes
would switch from one clothed bud to the next clothed one until they would find their
path to Kyungsoo's face again.
"Okay, I'll believe barbie, but Kyungie, you never told me your nipples could leak
milk..." Jongin started, arms crossed, again in all seriousness. "Like, do you produce
tha-" Earning a straight kick in the groin by the latter was the last thing he hoped
for.
"We weren't even talking about lactation, you sick idiot!" Kyungsoo hissed in anger
while his boyfriend's body would crumple to the ground and wail and curl in pain.
Also, repeatedly breathing a word vomit of "Sorry"s and additionally, a "but
sunshine, you know I didn't really mean that!"
Nonetheless, both males donated their attention to the twins instead, ready to
mother them, ready to teach their real dad who would watch with curious eyes first
and then join them.

"Yeol! He totally looks like-"

"-you, I know, mom."
"But, but, but can you believe this?!"
Chanyeol's mother fortunately got to visit her grandchildren right the day after. And
while she was carrying one of the fraternal twins, Sanha, she practically squirmed in
her socks, if you'd ask a grinning Chanyeol.
All excited, all fascinated by the twins' beauty. She babied the tiny life form in her
arms, shedding a silent tear. "I feel so happy, oh god..."
Chanyeol smiled, watching his mother acting all lovey-dovey with his offsprings in
amusement. "Where's dad?" He then jumped to the next unanswered question.
"He'll join us some day... I think..." His mom replied in a tone which even interpreted
itself as somewhat sad. "The business world intoxicates you. He's all around the
world... but one day he'll finally join us maybe." And Chanyeol instantly felt sorry for
his mother, suddenly had the urge to fill her loneliness.
However, things got pushed aside as his mom decided to light up the murky mood.
"Ah, ignore all the nonsense I just spurted out! Now let me also have my other dear
grandson, will you?"
Carefully holding and feeding the other twin, Taehyung, with a baby bottle (see how
much he already learned?), he then chuckled, "Sanha's probably going to be all tall
and pretty like you while Taehyung is almost an exact copy of Baekhyun... who's just
as a walking piece of beauty." His tone unfortunately dropped as he mentioned his
lover.
It had been merely about 24 hours, and yet he felt like the dark black hole of hurt,
scepsis and anxiety burned his insides more and more as each further minute
passed. Truly, he felt just as empty as his mother.
Chanyeol remained mute and tongueless, sinking into the depth of his worst
nightmare once again - before his mother would softly assure him, "Trust him."

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One night, another night - bodies were bathed in the moonlight rays creeping
through the windows.
After daylight would conceal in darkness, when they were both left alone in the
night, Chanyeol wouldn't ever miss to creep into his beloved's king-sized bed, to let
himself engulf in Baekhyun's sweet scent, to let Baekhyun engulf in his hold.
Sometimes he'd carefully keep their babies in between the both of them, and other
times he'd keep Baekhyun tightly under his left arm and let Taehyung and Sanha
comfortably sleep on their chests, even though one of their parents was just as much
as the twins sleeping.
But even though Baekhyun wasn't entirely with them, he was.
Chanyeol made sure to keep his lover's bound to their newborns as tight as he knew
the smaller wished it to be. He made sure to let the twins shower in the love of their
unconscious parent. He made sure to leave the most important persons in his life as
happy as possible, as glad and blissful as possible.
Even if it meant one of them wouldn't even make it.
He knew Taehyung and Sanha actually needed him the most, he just knew they
craved for Baekhyun just as much as he did.
Because he knew Baekhyun loved their babies unconditionally, inhumanly, with a
great love no one would dare to even try describing. So much that he didn't even
care about his own worth, his own flesh.
After having placed chaste kisses on the babies' heads, and after leaving the twins
wrapped in warm blankets in their co sleeper, he slipped into the bed next to
Baekhyun.
He chose a position in which he was well enough able to study the smaller's
mesmerizing face, even if said face was strapped over with an oxygen mask. Even if
said face was lifeless, void of emotions, void of everything.
He still looked dazzlingly beautiful.
Chanyeol wanted to touch him, the tips of his fingers were already burning because
of the loss of his touch, his lips were dying to know how the other's ones felt like
again.
"You know, I'm kidding whenever I call you 'mommy', right?" His first words softly
lingered in the air.
He eventually gently brushed the smaller's silky hair, did it in the most careful
manner, as if he was scared of breaking his lover completely.
"Luhan and Kyungsoo are still acting like 40 years old eommas. See why you have to
come back real quick?" He joked, and lowering his hand to place them on
Baekhyun's waist, he buried his face into the latter's pale neck, nuzzling and taking
in the vanilla scent. "The babies need you. I'm also your baby, though, am I? I also
need you... I need you most."
Chanyeol raised his head, mere centimeters parting their faces, and he caressed the
other's soft flawless skin admirably, lovingly. "Stupid... Get your shit together and
come back to me, to us. Y-You promised that. That you wouldn't just run away," he
breathed, and then added in the most saddening tone, "...Please?"

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Holding Baekhyun's left hand tightly, warmly and possessively as in You're mine,
which means no other place than my arms can have you, you're supposed to be with
me, he noticed certain pairs of eyes on them.
Chanyeol turned slightly to the source, his eyes now on the awoken twins' curious
sparkling eyes. His hold tightened around Baekhyun's hand at the look, "I miss him
just as much as you guys do," he spoke to his sons, "He's been sleeping for too long
now, huh?", for 5 days, "Mama needed to rest..." He then jokingly added, though,
the sad tone behind the words yet too hard to cover.

And Chanyeol thought God was pranking on him once again as he felt a weak hand
twitch.

Chapter 39: Of moons and glistening eyes

Feeling electricity creeping up his body, he also thought - God, he must be

hallucinating and going completely nuts now - because fucking hell, their situation did
him absolutely no good and brought him to an unbelievable point as in imagining
ridiculous things now.
Much to his own unawareness, Chanyeol found himself laying on Baekhyun, found their
bodies slightly pressed together, found Baekhyun trapped beneath his legs, found
Baekhyun radiating with warmth.
Their hands perfectly locked in each other's grasp, "Baekhyun!" Chanyeol breathed,
his wet eyes going furious, his heart beating painfully pounding. "Please don't tell me
I've gone completely nuts now..." Please tell me you're there.
Chanyeol closed his eyes; knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to stop himself
from crying if he started.
Snuggled up with him, Chanyeol buried his head in Baekhyun's neck. He started
kissing up the tender skin ever so chastely, lovely, gently. Mouth littering soft kisses
here and there. Making sure to grace his boyfriend with love. Wanting to make him
feel worshiped in every way. Letting him know, I need you so much, and I want this
endless cycle of torture and agony gone already.
Drifting off to somewhere Chanyeol thought was a dream, melodious angelic chuckles
suddenly rang out, and began wafting around the taller's sense of hearing. Chanyeol
never left his lover's neck alone.
The hand he was holding would squeeze him back in his dream, and another hand
would slide its way up Chanyeol's back to Chanyeol's neck in his dream, would wrap
itself around his neck delicately, would hold him possessively, would hold him like he
was home,
would hold him and assure him holding him for a hundred years, for a thousand years,
and for a million years more--

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Chanyeol wanted to sink a little further into this hazy dream of his.

"I know... I know Taehyung and Sanha finally got out, but that doesn't mean though
we can just bang right on the first day, Yeol..." The beautiful voice muttered somewhat
sleepily.
Chanyeol's mind must love mocking him for making all of this seem painfully real.
Baekhyun's voice, Baekhyun's chuckles, Baekhyun's warmth, Baekhyun.
"Boy, you're so heavy... And what the hell is this thing on my face..."
And that's also when Chanyeol thought breathing was suddenly the hardest thing in
the world.
Grasping what was left over of himself; gathering all his courage, all his strength, all
his stability, he slowly released himself from the smaller's neck, slowly raising up his
head to face the latter.
Slowly, and with so much hesitancy.
He was so scared, so scared that at the end, he was merely caught in another mind
trickery of his. Because that's how it had always been, and Chanyeol thought he was
a fool for still believing that peace and plenty and happiness can be still worked out
some way.

His heart stopped when half-opened glistening eyes stared back instead, eyes almost
resembling the brightest little stars.

This is so terrifying. A plain out terrifying prank. Chanyeol thought he was about to
lose his mind. Still going along, Chanyeol's left hand shakily crept its way up to the
oxygen mask Baekhyun was wearing, removing it carefully. He didn't know what he
was doing, he wasn't thinking, he wasn't breathing, he wasn't functioning for Pete's
sake.
This couldn't be...

The mask was removed, and what was left was the cutish grin plastered on the latter's
face.
Which seemed being enough to draw Chanyeol back to reality.
Despite his weak appearance, Baekhyun was nonetheless grinning at him with so much
beam, with so much carelessness, as if nothing had ever happened,
as if the world was theirs,

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and in that moment, Chanyeol knew he'd never let go of him; not in this life, and even
in his next life, he'd still fall for him, he'd still insist in making Baekhyun his one and
only.
Chanyeol blinked down to the little sunlight, his gaze still hazy and dazed.
"I feel like I've slept for years or something... God, I had a terrible dream! I was in a
comatose state, and Luhan googled crazy shit about how to lactate, and--"
And Baekhyun's blabbering got abruptly cut off the second hungry lips were
desperately attacking his.
All Baekhyun felt were Chanyeol's arms folding around his neck tightly. And while
Chanyeol kissed him full of power, full of joy, full of thankfulness, Baekhyun returned
the tight neck hug. He feistily yanked him down, cuddling Chanyeol in closer to his
body.
The tenacity of Chanyeol's kiss displayed relief. Out of excitement, his teeth scraped
the blond's lower lips before he released him. Baekhyun giggled sweetly because of
the just unexpected action, his smile brighter than the sun.
"You're crazy..." Silent tears brought Chanyeol's face to ruin. He was breathless,
"you're the crazy one, I-I swear," and he cried in happiness, "You p-promised me you
would love me forever, for all t-time..."
Before a dumbfound Baekhyun could stare in confuse, another kiss had
followed. "You're finally there..." And another, and another.
He wanted to make sure this really wasn't another dumb illusion.
"I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know why you're crying, but I
think you can kiss me a whole lot more," Baekhyun then countered, his expression
drunk in love. Chanyeol decided to tell him about them later, decided to enjoy this a
little more.
He had missed him so painfully dearly.
Their bodies still locked tightly, the blond's eyes moved its way to his right, as if having
already sensed the presence of their babies.
Chanyeol followed Baekhyun's look, and what they both received were two pairs of
gleaming eyes glaring back. "Oh, my god, our babies..." Baekhyun softly whispered,
feeling himself being showered with intense emotions once again.
Snickering, Chanyeol joined him, "they're ours... can you believe that, Baek?" His eyes
were yet swelling with tears. "They're ours..."
Baekhyun's hand lightly reached out to them, and the taller instantly got the message.
He backed up and moved over to the twins, picking the elder one of them, Taehyung,
up into his gentle hold.
Baekhyun watched him with a delighted glint in his eyes, "Wow, who taught you how
to carry a child the right way?" He teased, amused. Chanyeol had blinked sheepishly
before he hovered back to his lover to pass the little being.
"Kidding," Baekhyun softly held Taehyung against his chest, lovingly eyeing down to
the twin. "I love it. You're the best dad they could ever wish for, babe." He softly
added.
"Well, well, look who's talking..." Chanyeol snuggled up to Baekhyun next to his child,
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even after knowing you'd play with your own being. You still wanted them back then
after I had left you... Still wanted them and got your parents disowning you... Still
loved them."
I will never be able to express how I feel about you and how you deserve the world at
your hands and nothing less.

Dumbstruck and tongueless, Baekhyun didn't know how to form any sentences as he
felt his cheeks heating up at the sudden reply. Drifting his eyes from Taehyung to
Chanyeol to look into his eyes with equal seriousness, he dipped in closer to Chanyeol,
and pressed his lips tenderly to his.
Astonished by the reaction, Chanyeol hesitated a little before he leaned further in to
return the gesture, to deepen the kiss. Mouths moved together in slow, heated kisses.
He had smashed his lips just as lividly to Baekhyun's - however, the sudden erupted
giggle against his lips managed to disrupt the little session.
Chanyeol backed a few inches away only to catch the puppy-like male in uncontrollable
snickering. Despite the lack of light, he could still make up the light blushing
cheeks. Huh?
"I think... T-Taehyung is quite hungry, hah?"
Chanyeol's eyes dropped down to their son laying peacefully on Baekhyun's chest, and
before he was about to question the blond's act, and ask him what exactly he meant
by that,
"He keeps sucking and nibbling on my shirt as if he's searching for food, oh god, this
is so embarrassing..."
he caught their toothless baby son nibbling and soaking Baekhyun's shirt, he caught
a tittering Baekhyun smiling vividly in return and lovingly whispering a 'Stop ruining
my shirt, Tae, that's dirty', and Chanyeol would trade the world for the sweet sight in
front of him.
The taller fell into a small fit of laughter. He watched them with beam as he dropped
himself next to Baekhyun again, planting a kiss on the latter's jaw lastly. "He totally
got that from me," he determined joyfully.

Chapter 40: Loving was daring

3 months later

People always say the same things.

People love to repeat themselves such as in, when God was making the months
February was a mistake, like a burp. There it was, small, dark, and prickly. It had
absolutely no redeeming qualities, but for Chanyeol and Baekhyun, they loved to turn
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In the dedicated residency of the Parks, somewhere between moving boxes and
packing cases, there were two little life forms sleeping peacefully in their just as
dedicated twin cribs.
Peacefully? One would obviously not believe that because, you see, the room right
beside was occupied by two very certain idiots in love.
Two idiots in love, and right, anyone would think they'd lie about being parents. But
guess what-

Baekhyun was crying and whining into the crook of his boyfriend's neck while riding
him into ecstasy.
"Shhh... the kids' need their sleep, baby!" Chanyeol breathed with a smirk, whereas
Baekhyun just knew he was playing him, and he never had a bigger urge to smash the
taller's smug face against the next wall than right now.
Baekhyun's hands were grasping the wheelchair's arms as if his life depended on it.
Don't blame him - as silly as it might sound, he had the moment of his life, and his
control over his own body was about to break.
Chanyeol continued pistoning into Baekhyun's tight warmth with an unrelenting pace,
in and out, repeating the whole process again and again. Dragged his cock eagerly
along the velvet walls, and groped the raven-haired boy's butt harder every time he
rammed into him.
"You're so beautiful," he lowly grunted against the other's sweaty chest. Chanyeol
jumped in to recklessly suck in one of the other's swollen nipples between his hungry
lips.
As much as Baekhyun tried to lower his helpless needy screams for his babies' sake,
his mind became numb in which he stopped caring about how loud he was screaming
and moaning. His vocals jumped to next level, seared through the silence like a sharp
knife, cracked halfway, and became a bumbling mess. "Please, Chanyeol, p-please...
Just take over, damn it... Just fuck me senseless..."
It was then when Chanyeol decided to carry him up by his thick thighs and slammed
him against his desk, paper works he actually didn't care about flying all over the
place. He hung one of the smaller's thighs on his shoulder and instantly pounded
harder and more animalistic into the delicious piece of ass than ever before.
Chanyeol's sliding dick hit a bundle of sensitive nerves and Baekhyun couldn't help but
scream his lungs out.
The red-haired male groaned in pleasure and bit his lips as he stabbed Baekhyun's
prostate at a rate and weight that's got Baekhyun howling to the peak of the earth.
It was ridiculous and unbelievable how Chanyeol always managed to abuse his prostate
with each move he did, like the pro he always was.
Chanyeol dipped down to his lover, locking their lips in a heated sloppy french kiss
mixed of all kinds of emotions. In a swift pause, he whispered the words "I love you
so much, so so much, and a whole lot more," hotly against the other's lips. Their bodies
were just as locked, displaying a sweaty hot mess, as Chanyeol kept fucking into
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And before Chanyeol had even decided to finally release his seeds between his most
favorite ass cheeks in the whole world, he apparently had other plans as he pulled out
his member (as much as he loved being engulfed in the heat for the rest of his life).
Baekhyun whined in protest, his expression darkening and scowling at the taller's
sudden action.
Chanyeol ignored said protest, instead flipped the latter over, and stared down to the
plush ass exposed to his eyes, his eyes abruptly darkening at his work. "Oh shit..."
He was so fucking hard.
Baekhyun kept crying in want and despair - eagerly waiting to get filled up with a cock
again - but the moment he felt lips against his fucked-open hole instead, he was sure
his body was almost on the edge of breaking apart.
Breathing seemed impossible.
Baekhyun drew out a long lewd moan, his hands harshly gripped the rim of the desk
as he pushed his ass eagerly up.
He absolutely loved getting eaten up, it was maybe his favorite thing in the entire
world, and Chanyeol certainly knew.
"CHANYEOL, OH FUCK!" Baekhyun's stained voice was filled with shock and pleasure,
sobbing as Chanyeol sucked again and over again, love-kissing his hole. "S-Stop, the
kids, for fucking fuck's sake!!"
Chanyeol kneaded the pair of full globes with every suck against Baekhyun's tightening
walls, and then leaned a little bit back. "Baby, you started this, so we gonna blame
this on you and your noisiness, and just get along with this. I know you want me to
eat your ass, anyway. So, ha," he chuckled childishly.
The taller went back to his work, his entire face was caught between Baekhyun's plush
and glorious ass once again.
"So delicious..." Chanyeol then gently bit both cheeks and also the insides, running his
tongue over the skin before wrapping his lips around the pink hole again.
Slowly, he pushed his hot tongue inside the hot canal, forcing the ring of muscles apart
and entering Baekhyun's most intimate place which just happened to be also
Chanyeol's favorite place.
Baekhyun almost screeched as tears of overwhelming pleasure were streaming down
his ruined face and saliva down the corner of his mouth.
He was losing his mind completely as Chanyeol's sinful tongue just went in deeper,
fucking him. "Holy shit, Chanyeol, tongue-fuck my pussy just like that, fuck me baby,
can't fucking take it anymore!!"
Chanyeol grinned, quite amused by the fact that Baekhyun just refered to his anus as
a pussy, and mentally agreed with himself he'd use it later to mock the other.
He sucked and ate so harshly that the rim of the shorter's ass turned a bright red and
burned, and he continued as if it was the last meal of his life, as if it was the only
reason of his existence.
Baekhyun moved his hips and began fucking himself on the tongue with his last
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And before he realized it, Baekhyun moaned and cried loudly as he came undone from
the tongue fucking, and his cock spilled out ropes after ropes of sticky cum.
As the scene still lasted, Chanyeol hastily backed away and positioned his cock against
the wet clenching hole to completely fill him up again.
As he did so, he did it with an inhuman pace, his slamming cock pulsing and twitching
whenever Baekhyun's arse clenched around him. Baekhyun
chanted Yeses and More's, showing Chanyeol how much he loved the feeling of being
fucked open.
The constant clenching, the lewd sounds, and the sinful sight were altogether
generously enough for Chanyeol to cum hot and deep into the latter's ass.
What a nice day, Chanyeol thought.
But apparently, fate knew better because--
* RING - DINGGGG - DONG*
What had them both almost kicked out of their trances, was, right you guessed it, the
bell sound of their house. Almost, yes. Because the ultimate slap on their faces was
actually the erupted screeches and cries of their babies in the other room.
Baekhyun's eyes widened and he turned all worked up as alarming sounds pierced
through his mind.
Immediately slipping his boyfriend's member, which had been still buried deep inside
him after all, out of him, he kicked the taller's body off him (to which Chanyeol hissed
an upset "Hey!" and "I thought we were something like Kylie Jenner and Tyga!" in
return).
A frustrated mien plastered on his flushed face, Baekhyun howled in stress, "you
fucking done did it, Chanjerk!" He quickly got up and ignored the heap of cum leaking
down his thighs.
However, before he could actually pace up and get in his clothes the pain in his ass
loved mocking him. Baekhyun instantly fell and dropped down to the floor as his knees
already gave up the moment he stood up.
The room was filled with Chanyeol's mocking laugh at him, and Baekhyun was just
about to cut off the giant's genitals if it wasn't for Taehyung and Sanha and the bell
ringing.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun didn't really know how they got out of the situation when they
were both dressed (well, Chanyeol was still shirtless if you don't mind), and sitting in
the living room with a surprising guest in front of them.
Well, ignore their messed-up hair, which just obviously screamed sex, and most
importantly; the thick amount of cum that was partially still in Baekhyun's ass and
partially already seeping down his inner thighs.
It's okay, he had already added to his memory aid that he'd skin Chanyeol alive sooner
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Actually, more important was that Taehyung and Sanha seemed to have calmed down;
while Chanyeol was carrying his elder son Taehyung, Baekhyun babied the younger
one.
The guest in front of them, though, was no one other but Baekhyun's mother. A house
maid apparently had welcomed her in after she had proved being the black haired's
mom.
Baekhyun had blinked twice or thrice, and gulped dryly the moment he saw her
pensively sitting on one of the white couches. Never would he have ever thought this
day would ever come.
He might hope to never catch a glance from his father ever again (see, it took
him months to get over the day he had been called all those horrid names by his
very own dad), but that wouldn't ever mean he never felt partially void without his
mother.
The fact that Baekhyun had dirtily played his former lover and had made him believe
he was the pure little boyfriend like he always had meant to be - while having secretly
getting fucked his brain cells out by some high school player - must had been quite a
shock for his parents, Baekhyun knew that.
They had a reason to be ragged about their son (especially because said son had been
knocked out when cheating). But while his mother would have supported him and
cared about his being, his father would not.
But his father always had been in the possession of the control over their family. Thus
he had roughly dragged his wife along - had forced her being with him. And Baekhyun
especially knew how scared his fragile mother must had been to turn against him.
But maybe she had managed climbing out of the situation.
"I've filed for divorce."
Baekhyun almost chocked on his own spit. Absently, his hold against Sanha had
tightened. "But--" He felt so guilty.
"Baekhyun, no worries. I feel like it's been decades since the last time we were on
good terms... And your situation just proved how better I'd actually be off without your
dad," she assured him gently, her thinking look wandering off to the ground. "I'm
sorry, Baekkie... I couldn't anymore. And... I'm so so sorry I didn't act faster, I should
have been there for you the whole time... I'm so sorry, honey."
Baekhyun felt Chanyeol's worried look on him. Baekhyun's lips then slightly curved up.
"It's okay, mom. Really. Honestly, I wasn't really found of the idea of facing him ever
again." He felt... relieved. And right now, he knew his mother needed him. "I'm here
for you, yeah?"
The female raised her look up from the ground, eyeing the couple for a moment. Her
eyes softened right away.
She smiled wholeheartedly, "Thank you, Baekhyun."
As she turned to the other attendee in the living room, she also threw a witty smile at
the taller. "And thank you for taking care of little Baekkie. For loving him, for being
there for him... I'm so grateful, Chanyeol."
Baekhyun flushed, glancing to his boyfriend. Chanyeol grinned back just as wittily
while adjusting the baby bottle he fed Taehyung with, replying a silent "I always will".
And there was so much meaning in that.
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Her heart fluttered instantly when her eyes then wandered off to the tiny bundles in
their arms, aka her grandchildren. Face heating out of joy, "Who do we have here?"
She was so excited to meet them one day, she was it the entire time.
Baekhyun giggled, and his eyes turned into little gloaming crescents as he gestured
her to come closer to take a look.
"Taehyung and Sanha have been desiring their other granny for so long now, mom!"

"Baek baby, you're still taking the pills, aren't you? You know, as much as I'd love
having thousands of babies with you, I won't ever allow you to get in danger again."
Baekhyun sighed lightly. "I know, Chan, I know." He placed the baby bottle (which the
now-sleeping Taehyung just emptied) on the coffee table situated next to the baby
swings.
Luhan, who was occupying the couch right in front of him, crossed one leg over the
other one. "You're still fucking? Wow... Okay, I've already thought you would still do
the do, but not like, you know, right after the little beans just got freed."
"Oh?" Baekhyun acted bewildered as he leaned back against the cushion of the couch.
"Shut it, Lu. That's none of your business," he crossed his legs, almost mirroring the
deer boy. "We've been harder in love than ever before! Ever since Taehyung and Sanha
were born, we've been glowing brighter and stronger," Baekhyun was proud to state.
Luhan remained mute, stood up to his feet instead, and almost unintentionally choked
Baekhyun as he excitedly jumped at the latter. "I was kidding, you guys can do it all
day, all night, all centuries! It's love, right?" He lovingly cuddled up his friend, and
Baekhyun thought the other's bi-polar personality was almost scaring the shit out of
him.
Sitting next to Sehun, Chanyeol gently carried baby Sanha in his arms. He had been
drawing smoothing circles on the 3 months old twin's back before he suddenly erupted
with chuckles and nodded powerfully at Luhan's statement.

"Lu, your foundation looks quite heavy and pasty. Like, try Este Lauder. That thing is
sex proof and oh-so amazing."
"Look, I've been watching YouTube videos for four hours the other day and Este
Lauder's foundations must be pretty much the way to my heart."
"Also Gucci's Eyeliner Products, honey! You know, the one I used back in high school
was just horrible."
"Very true. That shit was worse than my first period, girl," Luhan mixed his tea.
Scowling, Baekhyun wasn't having that shade which just got thrown at him.
"Oh shut up, you little bitch, did you just--"

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Sipping his tea, Luhan shrugged it off. "You know what's the real, real shit, though?
Kat Von D lipsticks!"
"Lipsticks? That's pretty gay, don't you think."
Chanyeol and Sehun both chose to ignore their boyfriends' usual discussions, and both
seemed they were already used to the other's attitudes.
True, they've never been the best kind of friends, but they were quite well aware of
having to get along with each other. Especially in cases like this, especially when their
lovers were on some weird 16-years-old-teenie-weenie-bestie-girls friendship basis.
Chanyeol side-glanced to the male beside him. He had been catching Sehun's yearning
glances at Sanha the whole time now.
Actually, making Chanyeol think the latter actually had some weak spot for babies.
He flashed a grin at that fact, "You know..." Chanyeol started, half-turning his sitting
position towards Sehun. "You can try carrying Sanha, if that's what you want?"
Sehun almost jerked at the unexpected approach. Meeting the other's eyes, his jaws
slightly dropped in surprise, his features softening. How did he know?
"Y-Yeah, well, actually-"
Chanyeol's charming grin widened and Sehun thought, he maybe now understood
what it was that had made Baekhyun to fall for this man so quickly, so easily.
"Baby Sanha loves getting carried anyway," Chanyeol's eyes followed its way back to
his pretty son. He began closing their distance in a gesture to pass the younger twin.
"Here."
Sehun blinked in insecurity, softly stared down to the baby the Sehun one year ago
had wanted gone. He bit his lips thoughtfully, and god, he'd beat the shit out of himself
right now.
He hesitated first, but gave in anyway as his love for babies was yet impossible to
fight.
And most importantly because there was this hidden strong feeling in the pit of his
stomach wanting to protect the tiny kid.
Maybe he's not that bad anyway, Chanyeol and Sehun both thought in unison.

After having rummaged through a few moving boxes and through a few paper works,
Baekhyun decided he'd just spend the rest of the night in bed.
They would move out of the Park's villa in less than a month and grow their love in
their own new apartment.
The Park's residence was anything but not beautiful and amazing, don't take them the
wrong way - Baekhyun was just finding it wasn't the kind of place anyone would choose
to raise their little family, to continue life.

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Life was full of surprises. And Baekhyun most certainly would have never thought this
was were he and Chanyeol would stand in the future the moment their eyes first had
met back then on their first school day.
Everything seemed have going the unexpected way - they had started off in the most
inordinately, the darkest fashion possible.
Parents would mostly tell their children the most clich kind of love story.
Lovers would meet their way the most usual way.
But what started out as unfaithfulness and as a forbidden affair turned into actual love.
Into a family, something Baekhyun never would have thought was actually the most
beautiful thing in the entire universe.
He wasn't even exactly sure when it had happened nor when it had started. All he
knew for sure was that right there and then, he had been falling hard and he had only
been able to pray that Chanyeol had been feeling the same way.

Life was unexpected.

Baekhyun felt a weight dipping on the soft mattress. Chanyeol moved his way to
Baekhyun, eventually locking him into his hold as he (much to Baekhyun's surprise)
lifted the smaller's hips up to snuggle him into his lap.
Baekhyun blinked down to the giant, his chin resting on Chanyeol's broad chest while
his thighs were placed on either side of Chanyeol's hips.
"Baby," Chanyeol said, leaning upwards to steal a peck. "You look like you've been
thinking for decades now... Is there something?" He worriedly pouted.
"It's nothing, really..." Baekhyun smiled reassuringly, chastely cupping Chanyeol's face
in his delicate fingers. "I just sometimes wonder... What would have happened if it
wasn't for me being selfish and stupid back then when I was in a relationship with
Sehun. Or if I chose aborting the babies straightaway... if I didn't listen to Kyungsoo
when he was telling me to tell you about it... Just what would have happened..."
Chanyeol's face began faltering ever since the first sentence, his mien turned all
serious and sharp. He wasn't thinking for too long, just staring back at the droopy
confused eyes right in front of him.
Then, "You really think I would have ever given up on you back then?"
Baekhyun was dumbstruck.
"Even if you weren't naive or 'selfish', I'd... I'd still have run after you," Chanyeol
determined right after, grinning childishly. "Even after all of that, after everything. And
that very day when I told you I wouldn't let go of you that easily, I was meaning it...
Until we met the point in which we both found love because that's when I knew
I'd never let go of you."
And sometimes, Baekhyun would want to kiss the death out of Chanyeol. He snuggled
further into his lover's hold, burying his face into his chest.
Chanyeol felt wet stains slowly forming on his shirt. "You're so e-embarrassing, Yeol..."
It didn't take an expert to know Baekhyun had just turned into a crimson red,
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Chanyeol continued nonetheless, knowing too damn well what he was causing with his
melting-romance-deep-love blabbering (which wasn't even consisting the slightest bit
of untrue facts). He reached upside to plant a kiss on Baekhyun's soft hair.
"There's a reason for everything, right?" Chanyeol's voice lingered in Baekhyun's ear.
"Just... Thank you. Thank you for everything. You gave me everything, and it's just..."
Feeling erratic sobs on his chest, he still continued, "I-I'm so happy and I'm just so in
love with you."
Baekhyun automatically perked up to hold a gaze, his face wet from tears. That's when
everything turned into a film and flashed before his eyes - their entire fate, their entire
relationship.
From the day Chanyeol intentionally had taken the seat next to him in class,
to sneaking around when they had been supposed to be in class,
to the first spark they had both mutually felt,
to the times when things seemed hopeless and impossible,
to when said spark had finally led their way to a loving relationship,
to the ultrasound images pinned down on the fridge,
to the countless perfect nights in each other's arms,
to Taehyung and Sanha.
"I love you, too..." A shaky breathy tone erupted. Baekhyun smiled endearingly, smiled
so beautifully.
Their love had been ever so dangerous, so imperfect, but was so wonderful.
"I just-- I l-love you, Chanyeol, I don't know..."
The bottom line is that we never fall for the person we're supposed to.
And Chanyeol was too tempted to not cup his small face, to connect their lips again,
kissing the love of his life so deeply, so affectionately, so perfectly.

The film tape was continuous, never ending.

Life might be unexpected, but, god, was it absolutely perfect.

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