#baekhyun domestic fluff

[nanawritesit]

Bodyguard!Baekhyun x Pregnant!Reader: Angst to Fluff

Anonymous said: “Hi! Could you write cold/bodyguard Baekhyun and pregnant reader? Baekhyun doesn't want the baby but reader resists. No angst end pleaseee. 😢”

TW: fem!reader, domestic angst, mentions of contraception, pregnancy, sex, and violence. brief mentions of suicide

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Your heart was beating out of your chest. Your palms were sweating profusely. You were shaking like a leaf.

You tried your best to ignore your growing anxiety, mindlessly going through the motions to prepare dinner for you and your husband. Of course he didn’t expect you to, but you wanted to surprise him. Especially because you were planning on presenting some big news to him. You might be pregnant.

To be honest, you weren’t sure how Baekhyun was going to act. He was religious about using condoms and always asked if you were taking your pills, so part of you was worried he absolutely did not want a baby. On the other hand, when you first got married he would sometimes fantasize about moving somewhere far away with you and starting a family. You didn’t know what to expect tonight, so you were obviously very nervous.

“Baby I’m home-“ a voice boomed from the entrance of your home. You croaked out a simple “kitchen” in response. You heard him set down his bag and begin to take off his boots, and after a while he appeared in your doorway. He was dressed in all black, like usual. God, he looked so rugged and strong. It’s no wonder you were knocked up. “Hey beautiful. How was your day?” he asked, coming up behind you to kiss your cheek.

“Oh…. the usual…” you lied, setting down your spatula. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

He was resting his head on your shoulder, lips pressing against your neck in the form of a few short kisses. “You didn’t have to cook, baby.” he chuckled.

“I know, I just thought it sounded… nice tonight.” you lied once again, nervously pushing yourself out of his grasp and huffing over to the other counter to cut up some vegetables. “You should go wash up, I’m almost done.”

“Yes ma’am.” he laughed, confused but going along.

You heaved a sigh of relief as he left the kitchen, busying yourself with setting the table. Soon he was back from the washroom and fixing up a plate. You both took your seats at the table and began eating dinner. You were too anxious to eat normally, picking at your food and taking small bites. He was the opposite, ravenously devouring the meat and vegetables with rice.

“You’re hungry today.” you commented, trying to make conversation to calm your nerves.

“Yeah, I am.” he chuckled, taking a sip of water. “Work was so rough today. Some crazy fan jumped at my client and I had to hold him off.”

“That sounds scary, are you okay?” you asked, concerned.

“Oh yeah, he wasn’t armed or anything. I guess I should’ve mentioned that.” he laughed at himself, and you joined him in spite of your anxiety.

“Yeah, just give your poor wife a heart attack why don’cha.” you giggled, pushing your plate away from you.

He looked up at you. “You done eating already?”

“Yeah, I’m not feeling too good tonight…” you told him. It wasn’t a huge lie, you did have a decent stomachache. That’s what led you to buy a pregnancy test in the first place.

You continued listening to him talk about his day at work, laughing at the funny parts and gasping at his stories of crazy people. Being married to a bodyguard was always interesting to say the least. Of course, it worried you how dangerous his line of work was, but you knew how much he loved it, and it at least gave you some interesting conversations. Before you knew it, he was done eating.

“That was delicious baby, thank you for cooking dinner.” he complimented you, reaching across the table to pat your hand. “Hey, do you wanna go get some ice cream for dessert? I’ll pay.”

“No I’m okay honey, like I said I don’t feel very good.” you told him.

“Man, you must be sick if you’re turning down ice cream.” he chuckled, giving your hand a light squeeze.

“Yeah, that’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…” you began, sitting up in your chair.

“What, are you sick or something?” he asked, slightly concerned.

“Not exactly…” you explained, feeling your stomach tie into a knot. “I don’t know how to lead into this, so I guess I’ll just come out and say it. Baekhyun, I’m pregnant.”

He completely froze up. He didn’t move a single muscle for what felt like ages, then he just clicked his lips and brought a hand up to rub his brow bone. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I think you heard me Baek.” you laughed nervously.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked, looking into your eyes intensely. He wasn’t showing any emotion at all, which made it very hard to gauge his reaction.

“Babe I peed on like four sticks and they all said the same thing.” you blurted put, starting to feel defensive.

“I don’t understand. We use condoms every time we have sex.” he began, getting up and rushing to the bathroom to grab the box.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, then got up to follow after him. “Honey you know those only work like 98% of the time right?”

You found him in the bathroom, sifting through the trash with the box of condoms next to him. “There must have been a hole in it or something. I swear to God when I find that thing I’m gonna sue the company.”

“Baekhyun what is the big deal!” you asked, tugging on his shoulder. “Why can’t you just accept it?”

“Because I don’t want a baby right now Y/N!” he snapped, whipping around to look at you. There was an awkward moment of silence between the two of you, the tension in the room just having reached its climax.

“You don’t?” you asked meekly, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Y/N, we’ve talked about this…” he sighed, getting up to stand in front of you. “I have no business being a father when I work in such a dangerous environment.”

“Okay, so do I not have any say in whether or not I want to be a mother?” you asked, starting to get angry.

“That’s not what I said.” he stated flatly. “Do you know what it’s like to go to work every day and know that you might get hurt, or even killed? Now imagine having that knowledge with a family involved. If anything happens to me, this kid doesn’t have a dad anymore. Do you want that for them?”

You started to feel tears prick at your eyes. You bit your lip and looked at the ground, choking down the sobs that threatened to erupt from your throat. “Do you not consider me your family?” you asked finally.

His mouth dropped open a tiny bit at the accusation, baffled that he had implied such a thing. “Yes, I do. I don’t know why I said it that way, but that’s not what I meant.”

“Because maybe you shouldn’t have married me if you’re so worried about dying everyday!” you shrieked, finally snapping. The tears were streaming down your face like a waterfall and you could hardly breathe. You wanted to scream.

“Honey, I-“ he reached a hand out towards you, but you pushed his arm away and shoved your way past him and out of the bathroom.

Baekhyun immediately turnt around and tried to follow you into your bedroom, but you were too quick to slam the door behind you and lock it.

“Babe!” he pleaded, fiddling with the door knob and knocking urgently. When you have no response, he sighed and rested his head on the door. “Okay… I can see we’re not getting anywhere like this. I’ll give you some time to yourself. I’m gonna go take a walk. I love you.”

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Baekhyun didn’t know how to feel as he walked through the park. He never liked seeing you upset, and he tried his best to never be the reason. But he just couldn’t accept the idea of having children.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like kids… he got along with them just fine. And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t fantasize from time to time about starting a family with you. However, he thought that was as far as it should go. Fantasies, not reality.

He exhaled into the cold air, hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, before plopping down on a park bench to collect his thoughts. As he was disassociating, he noticed a man and a woman playing with what looked like their young daughter. She had to be around five years old. They all looked so happy.

He knew he eventually wanted kids. Just not now. Work was too stressful.

But when was it not going to be? Was there ever really going to be a good time to have a baby?

Baekhyun began to look closer at the man. He wondered if he had any worries about his capabilities as a father. Did he ever regret settling down?

He took one last look at his face, and noticed the bright smile upon it. As the man stared at the woman and child next to him, he looked as if he had everything he ever wanted right in front of him. It was honestly pretty easy to envision himself as the man, and you as the woman. He really liked thinking about what your child would look like. What features of his they would have, and which of yours… raising them, protecting them, and keeping them safe…

That was something he was confident he could do. He kept people safe all day at work. He also enjoyed feeling like he protected you and your home. Would it really be so difficult to add a little one to his list? People tried so hard to have kids everyday, and you were both just given one with hardly any effort.

He knew you would be a terrific mother. He saw the way you looked at other parents with their children… the loving sparkle in your eyes when you played with kids. You wanted it more than anything, but with him always shying away from the idea, you never talked about it.

It was then that he realized, he could give you that. In fact, he already had. You were probably so excited to tell him, and with the way he reacted…. oh god, he felt just horrible. He immediately sprung up and started jogging back to your apartment.

———————

“Baby?” he cried out as he burst through the front door of your home. He wanted to see you so bad that he didn’t even bother to take off his boots or jacket.

He instinctively started running for the bedroom, as it was the last place he saw you. But as soon as he got there, the door was open and you were nowhere to be seen. He glanced over to the bathroom to see the door shut, signaling that you were in there.

“Baby!” he called for you, reaching for the doorknob. The door was locked, and you weren’t answering. All he could hear was the water running, so he immediately assumed the worst.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, pounding on the door rapidly. He was freaking out. He knew what he had to do. He took a few steps back, then leapt forward and broke the door open.

You jumped at the sudden intrusion from your place in the bathtub.

“Baekhyun what the hell!” you shrieked, ripping your earbuds out of your ears.

He breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of you. “You weren’t answering and I heard the water running, so I was worried…”

“Oh my gosh, no. I’m not going to drown myself just because you don’t want our baby.” you huffed. “I just wanted to take a bubble bath to clear my head.”

He kneeled down next to the tub and reached for your hand. You hesitated, but let him hold it.

“Y/N, I want to have this baby with you.” he told you.

“Do you actually?” you asked sharply, shooting daggers at him with your gaze. “Or are you just telling me that to make me happy? I’m only going to raise this kid with you if we both want it.”

“No, I’m not saying I’ll just be ‘okay’ with it. I genuinely want to be a father. ” he reassured you, reaching forward to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You looked over him suspiciously. “What changed your mind?”

He placed his hand softly on your cheek. “When I was at the park, I saw a family playing together. They looked so happy together. I started to think of all the wonderful things I’d gain from being a father. All the memories we could make as a family, all the love we have to share with our child…”

You started to relax into his touch, leaning more towards him. “What kind of memories?”

“Teaching our kid how to walk and talk, taking them to school, taking them to the park…” he started listing, looking at you with an excited sparkle in his eyes. “I’d like to take them to Disney World. We can all make breakfast together, throw them birthday parties, read them stories…”

You smiled at him lovingly. “You’ll be an amazing dad Baekhyun.”

“And you are going to be the most amazing mother in the world.” he continued. “You’re so kind, and patient, and smart, and strong… I hope our baby is just like you.” He suddenly plunged one of his hands under the water to touch your tummy. “I’m so excited to go on this journey with you Y/N. I’m so sorry my first reaction was so horrible.”

“You’d better be.” you teased, splashing some water up at him. “Every woman’s worst nightmare is getting pregnant and the father wanting nothing to do with them. I was worried I was going to have to leave you and move in with my mother!”

He laughed at you, wiping the water off of his cheek. “I promise you, as long as I’m living, I’ll be by your side. I’ll take you to all your doctors appointments, buy you all the food you’re craving, give you back rubs… You won’t have to lift a finger for the next nine months. And if you go into labor while I’m at work, I’ll just tell my client they’ll have to protect themselves and hop in a cab.”

You giggled as you imagined the scenario. “Well you don’t have to do that, but I appreciate the sentiment. I’m so glad you’re ready to start a family.”

“I really am.” he told you. He leaned forward to place a tender kiss on your lips. “Now, would you like some company in that big lonely tub?”

“Yes I would.” you chirped in reply.

Maybe telling your husband about your pregnancy didn’t go exactly as you’d planned. But the two of you never really went the traditional route anyway. You knew that the two of you could overcome any obstacle, big or small. All you needed was each other. Soon, you would be parents. And you couldn’t wait to meet your little baby.

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[wonwoonlight]

my way to you / jeon wonwoo | together

➝ Wonwoo x Reader

➝ just pure, disgusting fluff // chaebol!au // est relationship // v domestic

➝ notes: literally nothing but fluff. talks about kids??? heheh lots of soft kissing towards the end. my byun baekhyun agenda 🤍 not thoroughly proofread hehehhe

➝ word count: 5.7k~

➝ summary: Wonwoo has always imagined a future with you but is in no rush to talk about it. But, well, the universe decides otherwise and who's he to say no?

➝A/N: hi!!!!!!!!! i've missed this couple and by brain went brrrrrr hope you enjoy🤍 also, today is my last day of working in my office and my feelings all over the place so hopefully posting this would help me relax a bit 😭

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“Princess, you ready?” Wonwoo peeks through the door of your closet, looking at you who’s still staring into the mirror as you try to figure out what to wear. The distressed face that greets him is enough answer already; clearly you’re not ready yet. He huffs in amusement as he steps into the closet, his arm circling around your collarbones as he catches your eyes through the mirror. “What are you so nervous for? We're just meeting my cousin."

You look at him unimpressed, making Wonwoo laugh as he presses himself closer to you, his arm pulling you against his front.

"Alright, I know you're a fan of Byun Baekhyun but I promise he's just another hyung."

"Another hyung to you. He's THE Byun Baekhyun for me. How could you never tell me your cousin is dating him?!"

"Mmm, did I tell you they have a kid together already?" He says much too nonchalantly, his laughter echoing through your closet at the way you're gaping in disbelief.

"Jeon Wonwoo!" You turn around and hit him hard, though, really, with how buff he's getting, you're sure it's barely even a hit to him. "How did you forget to mention this kind of thing! You know how much I love that guy!"

He bites his lip to hold back a teasing grin, opting instead to squish your cheeks together and gives you a quick peck on the lips before you complain even further.

"Princess, to be fair, it is his personal life. And Yura is, like, my second cousin so I don't talk to her that much unless we have a big family gathering." He grins sheepishly; he knows you've always liked the singer, but it really goes past his head until recently because: 1. It's been quite some time since you gushed over him. And 2. He’s actually not that amused with you squealing over some man even if it’s a celebrity.

Now, he’s not jealous, but perhaps it doesn’t help that he actually knows Baekhyun so it annoys him more than if it had been some other celebrity. Plus, Baekhyun is your biggest celebrity crush; as much as you would’ve grinned and squealed a little over the other celebrities that you like (like Jung Haein, for example), it doesn’t really bother Wonwoo because that’s about it.

But Baekhyun?

You actually, shamelessly, squeal and grip his arm so tight that it hurts a little everytime Baekhyun performs on TV. Ironically, you’ve never attended his concert because your schedule is always packed everytime he’s holding one; you’ve even considered going abroad when he’s on tour, but it seems that the universe simply isn’t letting you see the singer because something always comes up.

Which is why you’re in your current predicament–because apparently one of his cousins is getting married and they’re throwing a party exclusively for the youngsters in the family. And when you’ve asked Wonwoo about the dress code and if there’s going to be media around, he has let it slip that, as far as he knows, some of his relatives are dating celebrities so you might want to dress a little more because he knows you like dressing up.

“Oh, really?” you had asked mindlessly, not actually curious, though your stance on the thing quickly changed the moment Wonwoo offhandedly mentioned that Yura would probably come with Baekhyun. You even asked for confirmation a hundred times that, yes, it is that Baekhyun.

“What is even the purpose of stressing over it?” He frowns in mock annoyance, squishing your cheeks harder. “He has a girlfriend and you have me.”

You giggle at the possessive tone, and you reach to circle your arms around his neck. Wonwoo has to lean down a little to let you do this because of his height, but what’s a little discomfort if he gets to enjoy your warmth like this?

“Is that jealousy, Mr. Jeon?”

You know it’s not. Wonwoo isn’t that kind of boyfriend and it’s very attractive, to be quite honest, the way he’s very assured with his presence in your life and the relationship between the two of you. So you know this is just him messing around, indulging you in your little game because he knows you like it when he’s acting a little jealous.

You don’t have to know Wonwoo is actually a little jealous, not because he feels threatened but because of how absorbed you get when you watch the singer to the point of ignoring him most of the time. Perhaps annoyance is a little more fitting than jealousy.

“Just wear something and be done already.” He pretends to be annoyed, though he still drops another kiss to your lips before he reminds you that you need to leave in fifteen minutes. He doesn’t give you any room to complain, already walking out of the closet to see if there’s any important call he needs to make before he turns off his work phone for the day.

It’s something that you’ve both promised to each other: to turn off your work phones when you’re out for non business functions or out on a date with each other. Chan and Seungcheol would know to call your private numbers if there’s anything urgent you’d need to attend during those time.

The rule came to be after a fight between you two just last month, one that ended up with you refusing to talk to Wonwoo for a whole night because he kept on glancing at his phone when you were supposed to be having your date after so long. Apparently, he already promised one of his partners that he’d be on standby to discuss something, forgetting that he had promised to go on a date with you that night.

Usually, you wouldn’t have minded, but it had actually been months since you got to go on a proper date with Wonwoo with the two of you being busy. Your dates had been reduced to nights in his penthouse or quick lunches in the middle of the days. Which was why you had been quite giddy that night, because as much as you’re glad that at least you got to be with him all that time, you had missed going out and spending time with Wonwoo outside. Hence the fight and everything that followed after that.

Wonwoo’s about to stand up and remind you again when you finally step into the living room, wrapped beautifully in a summer dress that stops right above your knees. You’ve finally let down whatever that was on your head when he stepped into the closet earlier, and he just can’t help but marvel at how you look despite having seen you dolled up countless times. Your makeup isn’t as bold as it usually is during night parties, and he notices you’ve opted to go for a softer look except for the dark ruby painting your lips.

Gosh. Those lips.

“How do I loo–” you laugh a little when he smothers your mouth with his, amused at how he didn’t even waste a second to stand up and press his lips against yours; he’s always had a thing for this particular shade, and you may or may not put that on for that exact reason. You hum into the kiss, ravel on the soft way his palms are holding your face while yours stay on his shoulders because you really don’t want to mess up his gelled up hair.

“Does that answer you?” He whispers after pulling away, a little out of breath even though the kiss is nowhere near intense.

Pink colors your cheek at the way he’s looking at you, and you instead choose to tease him about the color your lips have transferred unto his. You move away to get some tissue, but he gives you another short kiss because he can’t help himself and he really doesn’t see why he should hold back.

“‘Kay, you dork. You said we need to leave in fifteen minutes.” You pull away to hide the warmth that has made its way to your entire face, though you really don’t know why you’d do that with Wonwoo of all people. He already knows the telltale of your everything.

“Right. Do you think it’s possible to change your lipstick? I don’t want Baekhyun to see you like this.”

He would never get tired of the sound of your laughter.

All things considered, Wonwoo is impressed the only thing you’ve done so far after spotting Byun Baekhyun is grip his arm harder.

He hasn’t even seen the hint of you hiding a grin, and he’s about to tease you about holding yourself back when Yura herself makes her way to you with her boyfriend in tow. At this, he almost winces when your fingers actually dig into his skin.

“Hi Jeon.” She grins at him before greeting you too, and you can’t help but notice how beautiful this relative of Wonwoo is. You’ve only met her twice probably, with this being the third time, but you have nothing but good impressions of the girl because she’s nothing like the snobby part of this family. “A bit late to say this, but, about time you two got together.”

You scrunch your nose at this, a comment that you’d never get used to and have heard one too many times after Jeonghan’s parents’ party–which was already six months ago. And you’re still hearing this comment to this day like you’ve just announced your relationship with the Jeons’ youngest heir last week.

“This is Baekhyun, by the way, you might’ve heard of him,” Yura introduces her boyfriend like he’s not literally one of the best selling singers in the country. But you suppose being around rich businessmen has made Yura aware that a lot of people in this circle aren’t always aware of celebrities.

Wonwoo does the honor of introducing you, and you almost burst into a grin when Baekhyun says he’s seen you in business magazines from time to time, and he’s heard about the foundation you’re currently running; that he admires you for doing it and that he’d be happy if he can take part in it in anyway.

At his words, you finally release your lip from the confinement of your teeth and smile widely; being his fan is one thing, being a part of Daisy Foundation and listening to your idol taking genuine interest in the good cause you’re helping is another. After that, conversation flows easily, because you’re no longer standing there as his fangirl, you’re standing in front of him as one of the founders of Daisy Foundation and you inform him on your upcoming activities that he might be interested in.

Roughly, it’s only been about three months since the foundation was established because preparation takes time and you need to hand over your assignments to your successor in the company. Even so, you and Shua are already flooded with donations because of the announcement that spread through after the party. Plus, it helps that you both are used to this, so you’re really just doing your usual stuff on a bigger scale.

“Look at you, talking confidently with your idol.” Wonwoo whispers once Yura leaves, his breath tickling your ears. You smile abashedly at him, more giddy at the prospect that he’s interested in your foundation. He even leaves you his private number, promises to arrange another schedule to talk about it properly because he really wants to be a part of this good cause. 

“I’m just glad he turns out to be an actually kind person,” you say instead, your soft smile and the way you sigh in relief prompts him to smile too. He doesn’t say anything at that, simply kisses your head and steers you to your assigned table because the party is about to officially start.

It’s about an hour later that you spot Baekhyun and Yura again, this time with an adorable little kid that seems to be two or three years old. You send a questioning glance to Wonwoo, one that he answers with a nod because he knows you’re asking if the child in question is their child–one that he mentioned just a few hours ago.

You didn’t get to ask anything more though, because the family has made their way to where you’re both at and you can’t help the soft grin that made its way to your face at the sight of the small child. You’re not the biggest fan of children; you don’t hate them, but you’re really just indifferent. Yes, some of them are cute, but that’s about it.

“This is Sera, our child.” Yura introduces as she carries her daughter and she hides herself in her mom’s neck and, frankly speaking, this is the first time you ever feel like squealing at the sight of a child. “She’s a bit shy, sorry.”

“It’s okay. How old is she?” You smile, trying to get Sera’s attention by tickling her leg.

“Turning three this year. She’s fairly quiet for her age, though.” It’s Baekhyun who answers, and you can almost hear the pout in his voice–perhaps he wishes she was more talkative than she is now.

“Mmm. Lots of the kids that go to our art classes tend to be that way too. We only have three to four kids around her age though, so what do I know?” You shrug with a grin. “Do you like to color, Sera?”

Something that you said grabs her attention, and you hear Yura giggle when Sera whispers something softly as you melt at the interaction. Wonwoo observes the scene in amusement, having never seen you gush over a kid. He listens to the pair ask you about the course kids her age usually take in Shua’s studio, and you happily answer as you flail your hands here and there to explain the program to them.

Sera seems to warm up to you real quick due to this, and Wonwoo really should know better than to let his guard down because his heart almost bursts when he sees Sera extend her arms to you, asking for you to carry her in her silent way. He thought that was it, but something blooms in his chest and he really almost loses it when you grin and take her in your arms, making the girl giggle at the way you’re bouncing her up and down.

Her giggle eventually turns into laughter, her short arms wrapping around you and Wonwoo thinks he can’t take anymore of this when you turn to him with Sera in your arms, looking at him with eyes reflecting all the stars in the sky and grinning bigger than he’s ever seen.

“You like that, baby?” you say in a small voice, making Sera laugh harder at the way you’re tickling her belly.

Wonwoo decides he’s had enough, so he clears his throat and takes Sera from you, carrying her in his arms and lets her smooch his cheek because she’s always liked to do that. It would be much better for his heart to see you play with Sera in his arms than the whole thing he’s witnessed earlier. He’s loved you enough already, there’s really no reason to make his heart swell even more and fill his head with the image of you carrying your own child.

The thought of starting a family with you has always been something that Wonwoo tries not to dwell too much on. It’s much too dangerous. As much as he believes you’re both are it, your relationship is still pretty new and he doesn’t want to entertain those thoughts for now. Plus, he’s never really talked about it with you for the obvious reason of your relationship having only been going on for less than a year, but he knows you’re pretty much indifferent when it comes to them in general.

Huh. Do you want a child?

Woah.

Back pedal, back pedal.

This is not the time to think about that.

“Maybe we should enroll Sera in your class.” He hears his cousin say, zoning back into the conversation at hand. “She seems to like you a lot. It’s not often that she gets comfortable with someone this fast. Do you teach also or…?”

“Well, not always. But I can tell you when I’d be teaching so Sera can take the class when I’m around,” you offer and tell them that you understand why they might be uncomfortable or more worried if she’s handled by the other teachers though you assure them they’re all good.

After talking some more, the little family decides to go around again to the dessert stall; as Sera has actually just arrived with her babysitter, hence why she wasn’t with them earlier. 

“You really went from not knowing Baekhyun has a child to getting cozy with said child in one day, huh?” Wonwoo nudges you, a little surprised when you simply hug his arm and bury yourself into his shoulder. It’s not often that you’re shy, at least not in front of him, but with the way you’re biting your smile and hiding in his shoulder, it’s clear that you have something in your mind that you don't intend to share with him just yet.

It’s later that night that he finds out by accident. He’s in the bedroom waiting for you, wondering if you forgot you need to wake up early tomorrow because it’s been an hour since you said you’d just call Chaeyoung real quick before you join him for bed. He meant to go down to remind you it’s almost midnight, but he finds himself hovering by the stairs, heart almost stopping at your giddy tone.

“She’s so cute, Chaeng. You know I’m always a little eh with kids, right? But she’s so cute and she hides her face in my neck and stuff? And she kisses Wonwoo too! Gosh, my heart almost goes out of my chest when he holds her–Mmm. What? Not really, no. I’ve… never talked about it yet with Wonwoo, to be honest?”

A pause, and then.

“Mmm. Yeah. Our children, huh?”

You don’t know how Wonwoo barely sleeps that night with you sleeping soundly in his arms, your words followed by your soft laugh replaying in his mind over and over again.

Our children, huh? Never really thought about it before, but it does have a nice ring to it.

Frankly speaking, Wonwoo has never thought he’d find himself in such a predicament.

You haven’t been replying to his texts all day, but he knows you’re packed today with classes and everything. Seungcheol isn’t replying either, but that assistant of yours might’ve simply run out of batteries because it wouldn’t be the first time.

But when he gets home early for once and hears you before he even sees you, he definitely didn’t expect you to be on the sofa with Sera happily snuggled to your chest. 

Nope. He’s definitely not strong enough for this.

“Hi.” You grin, waving Sera’s arm as the little girl babbles his name.

“Not that I’m complaining but… why is she here?” he asks after his heart starts beating again. It’s an exaggeration, but that’s really how it felt like for a second there.

“She’s in class earlier but something came up with her babysitter who usually waits around, and her parents aren’t able to pick her up til dinner so I offered to take care of her?” Your explanation sounds unsure, and Wonwoo presses his lips together at how adorable you look right now with Sera on your lap.

After what he accidentally overheard almost two weeks ago, this really isn’t helping him with his mission to get rid of the thought. He looks down at Sera, safely snuggled into your chest as her short fingers grip the neckline of your shirt. Your arms are wrapped around her, and he can’t help but think how domestic all of this seems to be.

Fuck. How would it feel to come home to you and his child cuddled together like this?

He shakes his head in hope it’ll shake away the thought, and when you ask if he’s okay, he sends you a tight smile and drops a kiss to your cheek, telling you he’s going to wash up and that you should order in for early dinner even if it's barely 6 in the evening. Sera would be famished otherwise and you did mention her parents would only be able to pick her up somewhere after eight, anyway.

He didn't expect you'd let it go that easily. But somehow, that’s enough to satisfy you, and Wonwoo turns to head upstairs, ears red when he hears your pitched up voice talking to Sera, asking if she wants chicken also.

God knows how much he needs fucking shower to cool down before he explodes.

But, apparently, God decides he’s only allowed to cool down for nothing but a short moment because you’re nuzzling into Sera’s cheek when Wonwoo returns to the living room. He’s starting to believe he’ll just die a happy man by the end of the day. He doesn’t even care if he’s exaggerating at this point; he’s seen you with kids before, but he’s never seen you so whipped with one that he doesn’t know how to react.

Is he even being obvious with his staring?

He doesn’t really care either.

“You ordered already?” He asks to get out of his trance, to announce his presence while he’s at it. He needs you to pull away from the child because he’s too young for a heart attack. 

“Yeah. But they say it might take longer because they’re busier than usual.” You stand up from your seat and take Sera into your arms, walking to where he’s at for reasons that he doesn’t understand.

Perhaps you want to see his soul leaving him up close with how domestic you’re looking right now. God, you’re not fair at all.

“She’s been calling for her Uncle Wonwoo.” You scrunch your nose and hand her to him. You melt at the gentle way he takes her from you, at the way Sera quickly wraps her arms around his neck and giggles when he asks if she’s been good.

If you’re to be completely honest, the thought of having kids never really occurred to you even though you’re completely enamored by the man beside you. You’ve imagined getting married to him (yes, you already have even though it’s only been months since you realized you’re romantically invested in your best friend), but it has never crossed your mind that you might want to have a child with him for the sole reason of you’ve never really been fixated at the idea of being a mother–a parent with how yours treated you.

Well, until that talk with Chaeyoung, that is.

Seeing Wonwoo like this makes your inside buzz with something that you’re not familiar with. It’s not unpleasant though, and you welcome it with every fiber of your being. It makes you a little flustered, but you don’t really mind because how can you if you get to see Wonwoo smile softly at Sera and poke his nose into her cheek to make the little girl laugh.

It’s almost two hours later that the both of you end up sprawled on the sofa, with Sera on your lap and your head leaning on Wonwoo’s shoulder. The three of you are pressed against each other, Sera is falling asleep with her head against your chest and the two of you whisper to each other as not to wake her–whatever’s playing on the TV long forgotten and its faint sound serving as nothing but background noise.

“I’ve never seen you like a kid this much,” he says as he presses a kiss on your temple. His eyes travel to the fingers gripping the material of your shirt, and then to your palm that’s rubbing her back up and down to lull her to sleep.

“Me neither.” You grin up at him before your palm moves from her back to her hair. “But she is so cute though. Do you think I might be biased because she’s Baekkhyun’s child?”

The look Wonwoo gives you would’ve made you snort loudly if not for the little angel on your lap, so you settle for a soft laugh before you caught your lip between your teeth to stop yourself from laughing louder.

“Kidding,” you add when you don’t feel like laughing anymore, and then presses your cheek to his shoulder to tell him how she’s probably the most peaceful child you’ve ever seen so that probably helps. “She’s so excited in class, Won! But she tries so much not to be too messy even though we said it’s okay?”

Wonwoo stays silent as you continue to talk about the kids in your classroom, another episode from today’s open class, and then Shua who is still overwhelmed about the sudden responsibility. He’s always liked it when you do this, just go on and on about your day and what’s memorable because you want to share it with him. It makes him feel like he’s a part of your day even though he’s not physically there to witness them all the time.

When the intercom finally beeps, it’s almost ninein the evening and Sera is soundly asleep against your chest, her arms limply stay on her sides. Wonwoo goes to the door as you stay there, not wanting to wake the girl up. Yura almost squeals when she sees the position you’re in, and you smile sheepishly at Yura as you tell her that the girl has been asleep for about 30 minutes.

“I’m so sorry it took me long,” she apologizes as she tries to take Sera from you. “Baek is actually outside the country and my dinner appointment was in Incheon. The traffic to get here… God. I’m never attending dinner meetings anymore if it’s not in Seoul.”

You shake your head and tell her it’s okay and you had fun; that you’re glad you’re able to help. Yura thanks you both once again, Sera now curled in her arms, and promises that she’d treat you both for dinner some time for this favor. She doesn’t forget to thank you also about the class, mentions that it’s obvious now Sera is comfortable with you like with no others.

After Yura leaves the penthouse, you finish what’s left over your dinner and clean up before you take turns to shower. You’re sitting against the headboard when Wonwoo steps out of the bathroom, scrolling something in your phone–an action that you immediately stop once you see him already fresh in his pajamas, then pats the space next to you like that’s not where Wonwoo is heading to already.

He immediately dives into your neck, startling you a little, his arms wrap around your waist as he maneuvers the both of you so his head is laying on your chest as he listens to your erratic heartbeat. Gosh, it’s embarrassing how things like this still get a reaction out of you.

“Long day?” you ask as your fingers start to comb his hair. It’s something that comforts him, you found out only recently, and you’ve been doing it since when you feel like he’s extra tired or he’s simply there on your lap. “Sorry I didn’t get to text you the whole day.”

“Not really. Just feel like holding you.”

It’s not funny the way your breath gets caught on your throat at the obvious tone he’s using; like it’s just a well known fact you should already be aware of. Something blooms across your chest, and you’re sure Wonwoo is just being kind by not addressing the way your heartbeat picks up at his words.

“When did you get so cheesy.” You pretend to grumble even if you know Wonwoo knew how much you like it when he says things like that out of nowhere.

He chuckles softly, and then lets go of you to sit properly and pulls you into his lap instead. You don’t complain at the sudden change of position–why would you?–and you settle into the crook of his neck, sighing in satisfaction at how comfortable this feels to you. How natural too, like you’re meant to be with him this way no matter what.

“Can I ask you something?” You think you know what he’s going to say and you’re not sure you’re ready for it yet, but you nod anyway and trace his kind with mindless patterns. “What do you think about kids?”

Despite knowing the answer already, you’re still unsure how to answer him directly, too shy to say anything. You don’t want to make him awkward though, so you hum as if pretending to think even though the words are already on the tip of your tongue.

“Whose?”

Wonwoo blinks, amused at the way you’re baiting him. He’ll take anything though, and he’s just glad you’re not being weird about it.

“Ours.”

He can hear you take a sharp breath at his answer, feel the way your fingers stop moving and the way you press your head deeper into his neck. He’s not in any place to judge though, because he can feel his ears getting hot too at the topic of this conversation. You haven’t even talked about marriage, but you’re already talking about kids though Wonwoo has no one he’d rather talk this with but you.

After all, he doesn’t think he wants to have any kids if it’s not with you.

“I don’t know,” you whisper honestly, and Wonwoo takes your finger in his because you’re fidgeting a little, perhaps nervous from the topic. “I… have never really thought about it until recently but… I’m not against it… I think?”

Wonwoo almost laughs at your unsure tone, finding you adorable for no reason at all. God, he’s even more whipped now that you’re together and it’s not even funny. On the other hand, he feels himself relaxing at your answer; he knows you, and he knows you would’ve said you don’t want kids if you really don’t. So this means that at least you’re considering it–considering having kids with him. It’s not going to happen anytime soon, Wonwoo thinks, but it still makes him happy to know this is how you feel.

“How about you?” you ask back, your voice tiny.

He hums, his fingers that aren’t holding yours find purchase in your hair as he combs through it.

“I don’t mind anything as long as it's with you.” He answers honestly, his tone so genuine that you don’t even have it in you to tease him once again about being cheesy. You even tear up a little, because what did you do to receive a love this big?

You pull away from him to meet his eyes, and he sends you a soft smile that gets you giddy inside that you can’t not return the smile. The two of you spend a few moments just like that, looking at each other with silly smiles on your faces without words. It’s you who break the silence, though your eyes have moved from his eyes, instead focusing on the way your fingers are intertwined together before you say your next words, almost making Wonwoo combust inside.

“I think I don’t mind kids too if it’s with you,” you say shyly, not able to look at Wonwoo in the eyes as you say this. His heart soars beyond limit, but it's not even a second later that it breaks into pieces when you continue your words. “Though… I… I won’t be like my parents, right?”

“Oh, princess,” he whispers sadly, his palm reaching for your cheek to caress your skin. You close your eyes at the feeling, and you lean into his touch because it’s always the source of your comfort. “You won’t, okay? I promise we won’t. You trust me, right, love?”

You open your eyes as you nod, heart melting at his new favorite nickname to call you.

“You know I will call you out if you do something you’re not supposed to and I know you’d do the same for me,” he reminds you, eyes never leaving yours the whole time. “And that’s why we’re good, okay?”

“Okay.” You return his smile, though after a few moments it turns into a giggle and Wonwoo asks what prompts your laughter. “Isn’t it funny? We’re already talking about this when we haven't even talked about marriage yet."

Wonwoo grins at this, no longer caring that his heart is beating to a very erratic rhythm because this talk is too good to be true. He didn’t expect to talk about kids and marriage this soon with you. It’s something that he keeps to himself because he doesn’t want you to feel like he’s rushing you. He’s happy with keeping it to himself too, as he himself definitely isn't in any rush, he’s content having you by his side, happy that you’re both happy together. That’s already more than he could’ve asked.

“Yet?” he teases despite everything. “So you do think about getting married to me.”

You roll your eyes even though you can feel your face getting hot at his words, but you don’t deny anything and simply mumbles that he’s annoying. Thankfully, he doesn’t want to torture you any longer, and he chuckles a little more before pulling you back into his lap, sighs blissfully when you bury yourself into his neck and your lips graze the skin there.

It’s not long until you end up kissing each other; but just like your relationship, there’s no rush there–only your lips against his over and over again. The way he holds you is gentle, almost like he’s afraid you’ll break if he holds you a tad bit tighter, and your fingers don’t root themselves in his hair like they usually would–they’re simply planted on his shoulder and the back of his neck, playing with the tip of his hair.

No one fights for dominance, and you hum in pure delight when Wonwoo retorts to giving you short pecks over and over again, eventually making you laugh at the ticklish feeling against your lips. In the end, you pull him closer by wrapping your arms around his neck, and he returns the gesture by wrapping his around your waist, the content sound that leaves his lips as he’s kissing you sends shivers down your spine.

“I love you, alright?” he whispers tenderly, his lips touching yours everytime they move even the slightest way. “Always remember that.”

You nod, pressing your lips together to hold yourself back from crying. And even though you don’t say it back with your words, Wonwoo knows exactly what you mean when your lips find their way back to his.

©wonwoonlight – all rights reserved.

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[archernarbeta]

For all the moments

✴︎ pairing : Chanyeol x Reader

✴︎ genre : domestic!au, idol!chanyeol, editor!reader, angst, fluff, comfort, yearning

✴︎ summary : For all the moments, you were always by his side. For all the moments, he was always next to you.

✴︎ warning : none, maybe mild cursing but nothing else!

✴︎ word count : 4.2K

✴︎ author’s note : hii! It’s archie! This one has been hanging out on my drafts for way too long and I finally decided it’s time to take it out! Anyways, this fic was initially for Baekhyun but I felt that the scenario fits better with Chanyeol. I was highly inspired by EXO-SC’s Jet-lag and Kyungsoo’s recent birthday party where he sang Beautiful Day! I hope you enjoy this one and feel free to leave feedback or comments! likes are also much appreciated ♥ 

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The loud drizzling sounds of rain hitting your apartment window can’t help but stir you up from your deep slumber. What the hell, you thought, rubbing your eyes a little to wash away your sleepiness. The clock beside your bedside table reads 3.40am, the timing indicates that it’s too early for anyone to be awake at the moment. The sky kept rumbling, with thunders flashing every minute and you groaned at the sight of the storm rolling in front of you. Being woken up from a storm was one thing but being awake without your husband, was another thing. You knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep again so you grabbed your phone to check if Chanyeol had landed in Seoul from his recent work trip from Paris. 

Notifications 02.30am KST Yeol: > Babe? > I just landed with the worst weather ever! > I can't wait to see you > I missed you so much :(( Read 03.43am KST

Being married for 2 years to one of the most famous idol in Korea, you were accustomed to his busy schedule. Flying out here and there to attend concerts, award shows, photoshoots and prestigious events was part of the job. With you working as a fashion editor, his daily agenda was not out of the ordinary for you. The difference only being the fact that he works under the limelight, but you don’t—not that you mind at all. Nevertheless, both of you made it work. It was too easy to understand how it feels to work under a tight schedule without any time to breathe. You with your never-ending deadlines and meetings, and him with his idol life. 

However, dating him for 6 years and being married to him for three, being away from him never gets easier.

You zoned out for a while before a loud thud distracted your attention, followed by your bedroom door clicking open. Your husband was finally home, his tall frame resting against the door with a huge grin on his face. Even with the minimal lighting of your bedroom, you could make up the bags under his sparkling eyes and the sight made you frown. 

“Hii honey,” his voice soft as ever, “I missed you so much..”

You sat up beaming at him while reaching out, welcoming him with open arms. He took a step closer to the bed, engulfing your sleepy figure. You replied with a small ‘hello’ as you melted into his hug. You really can’t help but wonder how he’d smell so nice after a long-haul flight, but nevertheless, you love inhaling his scent that brings you nothing but comfort.

“How long have you been awake? The storm must’ve woken you up.” His voice was laced with worry.

You held his cheeks with your hands and he practically melt under your touch, 

“Not too long ago.”

“Please quickly shower and join me in bed, huh? Pretty please…” you pouted at his tired state. 

“Anything for you, baby. Give me a while and I’ll join you as soon as possible!” 

He didn’t close the door as he showered, not that you’d mind, at this point you were too sleepy to even think of peeking. As the water ran down on his back, he unconsciously kept you awake by chatting with you. He really couldn’t help that he missed his wife so much. 

“Babe, do you have plans tomorrow?”

“No? Not that I could think of…I might drop by the studio and the office tomorrow morning but other than that, I don’t think I’ll be booked the whole day. Are you going somewhere tomorrow?” 

“The office? Isn’t tomorrow like..Saturday? Is Saerim giving you a hard time? What about the interns? They’re not helping you enough? Are you working too hard again?” He rambled on with concern with a raised voice as the running water muffled his voice.

“I- Uh..” you stammered, “Yeol, I t-told you work is fine” you quipped. The sound of the water subsided as a tall figure emerged from the bathroom. Chanyeol dried his hair, ruffling the soft brown locks with a towel as he frowned at your response. He knew you were having a hard time at work and had asked you to quit a thousand times by now. Even without the math, anyone would know that his pay would be enough for the both of you to live comfortably. 

You looked at your golden-retriever husband in the eye, “So where are you going tomorrow?” 

A thing about Chanyeol is that he’d waive things out so easily, as easy as shifting the conversation to another topic and he won’t go back to pester the elephant in the room. 

At your question he blinks a few times, “Would you mind if I take a day out tomorrow with the boys? Baek said he needed some pointers for his upcoming solo album and Junmyeon-Hyung had things to discuss for the group.” He scratched the back of his head. 

“But that is…if it’s okay with you?” he nervously asked. 

“That’s okay, babe…” you half yawned, sleep lulled you once again as you tried snuggling inside the comforter, 

“I really don’t mind”, the drowsiness took you as the soft satin sheets came in contact with your skin. He smiled at the sight as he returned the towel to its place. Chanyeol didn’t take long to join you in bed, cuddling you in his arms. 

After his hectic schedules and weeks without holding you, being beside you was the perfect medicine to charge his tired form. He sighed, relieving all his weariness before the slumber took him out.

He knew, this was home. 

You, were home.

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Morning came faster than you’d like. The rain from last night hadn’t stopped, raindrops trickling on your high-floor apartment as the sky was still dark as ever. Beside you, a tired giant, possessively hugging you amidst his sleep. You giggled at this grown-up man’s clingy behaviour.  Chanyeol will always be the cutest, ever. 

You blamed your body clock for waking up so early on a Saturday, especially on this dreading Saturday. 

With a little struggle, you free yourself from Chanyeol’s hold and tiptoed to the kitchen. It was just 6.00am but you quickly prepared breakfast for the both of you and salad, for Chanyeol just in case he wants a light lunch. 

As you sipped your coffee, last night’s conversation went through your head. He knew you had troubles at work, he had plans and you said you were okay, you didn’t mind.

You internally sighed because mind you did.

You were far from okay.

Because even though you’d hate to admit it, you’d love to have him for yourself. In fact, you have missed him so much these past few weeks that it physically hurts. 

But no. 

You had work. 

Your useless-piece-of-a-shit-partner Yoon Saerim, will probably taunt you if you don’t come up with a better concept for this month’s pictorial. So even though you miss being around your ball of sunshine more than you’d like to admit, fate was just not in your favour this Saturday. 

You could always quit, is what Yeol usually says after your long rant about your horrible boss and the disgusting amount of workload you had to handle. Sure you have subordinates and interns working under you, but working in fashion for so long, you came to the conclusion that nothing is never ever enough when it comes to the industry. 

Thinking back, Chanyeol always loved being under the spotlight as an idol ever since his debut days and making music was as precious as that. After both of you settled down and eventually got married, you were quick to admit that Chanyeol sacrificed a lot for you, even if you didn’t ask him to. He paid the bills, every bill. He took care of the parents, dinner dates with your parents and his every other week were a staple and he’d never miss sending health supplements once in a while. You never asked him to do so but married Chanyeol just stepped up and took on the role as a caring husband so naturally. 

Even with his burning passion in music, he went the extra mile, producing countless songs by the count of months. At times he goes on an overdrive, he’d lock himself up in the studio and he would forget about everything else. Situations like this scares the shit out of you. You remembered the first time he went berserk, it took you and his members two days to figure out where he was. He’d gone AWOL and you had to call the police to track down his phone, just to find out that he’d been coping himself in the studio for 48 hours without sleep or food, only water. You and Sehun found him sitting down in front of the recording booth with a guitar in hand, music sheets sprawled on the floor. His eyes were already bloodshot red, it was clear that he was sleep-deprived, very tired and out of focus. Sehun sighed, ready to scold Yeol for his stupid behaviour before your husband quipped, 

“Please don’t take me away, not yet…” 

his eyes all over the place with brows furrowed, his forehead creasing.

“I swear if you give me more time, I’ll finish this tomorrow and I’ll go but please leave and don’t come here until tomorrow, yeah? I need to finish this song because they’ll pay a huge amount for this one… Give me more time, please?” He is disassociated as ever, you were aware that he didn’t notice you due to his state.

“Hyung…” the younger sighed again.

“S-Sehun-ah, I have Y/N now.. You might not know how it feels now but I- I want to give the world to her. We’re idols but our prime time is way past us, when the momentum is gone, we might too.” He dropped his head to the door of the recording booth as he sighed,

He mindlessly draws patterns on the floor, “I need to save up for Y/N, for our future.. and it won’t happen if I don’t work like this. So-“

In a blink you crouched down, embracing him with tears already wetting your face. Words couldn’t form but the pressure, the knot that he bear was starting to unravel. He got your message,

You’re enough. 

Moments like these, his breakdowns, were one of the things that kept you grounded. If you’re being honest, your job also keeps you on your feet. Working as an co-chief editor in fashion was always your dream and to be frank, you enjoyed the job more than you let on. But the past year has been nothing but hell, thanks to the newly appointed co-chief editor Yoon Saerim. You habitually ponder how she got the position as she wasn’t really suitable for the job, she didn’t really have the knack for fashion. But moreover, you just didn’t like the fact that she ogled Chanyeol and Sehun when they came by for a photoshoot. 

You quickly snapped out of your deep thoughts when you gulped your last drop of coffee, thinking of Yoon Saerim never fails to make you turn sour. 

Without wasting more time, you prepared yourself to head to your studio. For disclaimer, the studio was Chanyeol’s, not the office’s. Not long after you started the job years ago, both of you decided that it would be nice to rent out an old apartment in the city for the both of you to work. The studio has a built-in recording booth, production space for Chanyeol and a creative working-space for you. However, with time passing, you ended up using the space more than your husband. 

Before you left the house, you gave him a forehead kiss and stuck a post-it-note on his phone, 

‘Good Morning My Happy Virus ♡  thank you for always working so hard,  sometimes you worry me, love :( have a great time with the boys today! am out for work - it’s deadline week ◡̈   i love you 3000 —  much, much love, Y/N ‘

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You arrived at the empty studio with your shoulders slumped, looking at the stacked paper, pictorials and mood boards around your disoriented workspace. The interns must’ve sent these yesterday, fucking hell, here we go again. 

Not long after, you succumbed to the job you love and hate at the same time. To be honest, as one of the high-ranked chief editor in your company, it wasn’t your share to do these tasks anymore, those days were over you. But reviewing each and every item, every trend that goes into the magazine is a job you love no matter how meticulous it actually is. Besides, the information you extract from all this has proven to help your career so far, making you one of the sought-out fashion editors in Seoul. However the fact doesn’t relieve you from the burden and pressure you get from your useless co-chief editor.

“She’s bossy and pushy but useless— and you’re too compliant, Babe,” Chanyeol would always joke and you’d usually tackle him back with a pillow, leaving both of you cackling in the process.

Speaking of Chanyeol, the man in question just stirred up from bed, barely opening his eyes, adjusting to the gloomy weather in front of his open-windowed bedroom. He instantly rubbed his sides, sleep evidently washed away when he realised his beloved Y/N weren’t there. He called your name out a few times to make sure that maybe, you were outside the room, just to know that his voice had filled the void of your apartment. 

As expected, he immediately sat up and grabbed his phone to call you. Before even unlocking his cell, he found your oh-so-lovely note that you stuck on this morning. Chanyeol sighed, he knew you were having a hard time but you never fail to warm his heart with your sweet note, he particularly loved the use of his favourite iron-man quote. 

He stared at the note lovingly for a while before heading to the bathroom and freshened up for the day. When he entered the kitchen to see a packed lunch box and another one with breakfast inside, he sulked further. Your puppy-like husband misses you and you doing this, made him sappier. He carefully unpacked the meals you prepared, gratefully munching your cooking. He was supposed to meet his members at 10 and so, he drove quickly as he was running late. When he parked his car in front of the company’s building, a text came from Baekhyun. 

Notifications 10.08am KST Baek: > Yeol? > the meeting’s canceled > Junmyeon-hyung said something came up > and my mom called, she wanted my help :O > Really sorry for the sudden intrusion! But have a good rest day with Y/N ^^  > Send her my love too!! Read 10.15am KST

< BYUN BAEKHYUN YOU LITTLE SHIT < THANKS FOR THE ‘HEADS UP’ < Picture sent < LOOK WHERE I AM YOU LITTLE SHIT!!! Sent 10.16am KST

Baek:  > Oh.. > The message didn’t come through 😅 I texted you way before,, must be the reception?  > But you can always have a good time with y/n!!  > I’m so sorry 🥺 Read 10.17am KST

Chanyeol couldn’t be sulkier. His ears literally drooped down as he huffed in annoyance. He didn’t reply back to Baekhyun as he slid the phone back in his pockets. He drove home in silence, even the thought of going back to bed to aid his tiredness didn’t make him feel better. He entered the foyer of the empty apartment and he shuffled inside lazily. You’d probably melt if you see him right now, his shoulder slumped slightly with a goo-goo look on his face. Especially now, with his buffier-form, compared to his pre-debut lanky state is something you’d administer as a cute change as a result of his exercising habits over the years. But it doesn’t matter because you’re not there and alas he came home to a cold, dark, empty apartment with his love nowhere to be seen. 

The sky dark, rain still pouring down, much like his mood. The thing about Chanyeol is the fact that he’s a clingy extrovert when it comes to people he loves. You love that about him. He didn’t care about the hectic schedule, it’s the ‘being away from you’ that made everything hard to surpass. That’s why after every schedule abroad, Chanyeol would love going home when he knows his love is waiting for him. There’s nothing better than coming home to a warm apartment with you snuggled on the couch. However, now, he’s the only one on the couch, alone. 

He pondered for more than an hour, zoning out, before deciding to stand up and head to the door once again. The silence is deafening, he misses you too much and he had to do something about it.

— 

In your studio, coming in your nearly fifth hour of productivity, you’re starting to break down. You were now on the verge of crying while doing your work, it’s the creativity block, you mentally cursed. You’ve been dealing with it lately but having to work in fashion, it’s inevitable and you never really told anyone about it, especially not Chanyeol. You felt that his occupation demanded more of him than yours did to you, you wouldn’t want to burden him with your problems. 

“Fuck.” 

“Fucking hell!” 

“This is so not happening right now…” tears welled as the screen of your precious laptop turned pitch black. You scoffed at the situation with the waterworks falling down your eyes. You were over this. 

You slumped near the corners of the room, hugging your knees as you stared at your now dead device, silently crying as your head whirls for other, worse negative possibilities of happening. Numb, is probably the best way to describe your current state after crying your heart out for 30 minutes straight. You end up curling yourself into a ball, hanging your head low in the corners of the room as your mind goes blank. 

As you hid yourself in the darkest corners of your office, you failed to notice the jiggling sound of the key, the clacking locks and the noise of the door opening. 

“Babeeeee?” the sound traveled from the hallway. Lo and behold, a sulked Chanyeol is here. His mood is still on the low but the idea of meeting you gets him excited like a puppy. 

You couldn’t hear him though,  your head still in a blocked-state and the room you’re in was the furthest from the hallway. 

Chanyeol entered the studio, footsteps tapping against the hardwood flooring. It puzzled him why he didn’t receive an answer back, but knowing your shoes were on the foyer, he knew you were somewhere inside. He set foot to the break room, your coat was on the couch but where were you? 

He continued peeking into his recording studio, the nearest space to the break room. The lights were out, signalling him that you’re probably not there. The bathroom and the other rooms were also empty, your office was the only place left. He slowly knocked, hoping to get an answer. To his surprise, nothing. He then gently pushed the door open, just enough for his head to peek inside. Before he could call your name, he heard sniffles from the farthest corner, he could make up your hunched, clearly crying figure and your favourite beige socks too. He exhaled as his worries washed away. Even though his heart ached more than ever, finding you with a meltdown was a relief as he initially thought you passed out or worse. 

He didn’t enter the room. He shuffled himself out as quietly as possible to grab his guitar in his recording room. This should do, he thought.

He re-entered your office, walked closer and sat on the floor near you. The cramped space barely fits his long legs. 

“Hey,” he greeted you with a hushed voice. 

Noticing his voice, you instinctively lift up your head to see your husband, sitting in front of you. In your shocked-state, you forcefully brushed off your tears in embarrassment, your skin will probably turn red later.

“Hey.. No, no, no..” he reached out, wiping your tears, caressing your disheveled hair. 

“Gently, yeah, yeah.. You’ll hurt yourself” he continued as he patted the areas under your eyes with his long sleeves.

After you calmed down, you didn’t have the courage to even say anything to the man. Deep down, you were embarrassed to be found in a silly breakdown, even if it was your husband. Besides, you didn’t know what to say to him anyways. While you were overthinking and avoiding eye contact with him, he pulled the guitar behind him and started to play a familiar song,

“It's a beautiful life 난 너의 곁에 있을게 (I'll stay by your side) It's a beautiful life 너의 뒤에 서 있을게 (I'll stand right behind you) Beautiful love”

Slowly but surely, your heart warmed up to the sound of his voice and you couldn’t help but stare at your husband. He stopped singing when your eyes met and he gave you a comforting smile. 

“C’mon, let’s get you up princess,” as he helped you stand up, circling his arms around your waist. You haven’t articulated a sound but he didn’t mind, he just let you lean into his sides as he guided you to the couch in the break room. He sat you down before abruptly standing and rummaging a brown paper bag on the coffee table, 

“I got your favourite cake and hot chocolate actually,” he grinned, facing your puffy face. “I thought you were having a hard time, well- I know you are having a hard time… But you never tell me you know, Babe?” He rambled as he unboxed a variety of sliced cakes and pastries on the table. 

“I-I get the fact that you wouldn’t want to burden me, but I’m kinda your husband and best friend too.. I wish you wouldn’t keep these things from me” he picked up the fork and scooped a piece of cheesecake to feed you, 

Before you had the chance to reply,

“I mean—open up a lil’ baby— I don’t mind you working and all, it’s your passion and I will support you either way, but you don’t get to shield your meltdowns from me… Who’s gonna hold you when you cry, huh?” he kept on chattering while feeding you, giving you no room to talk.

“I’ve said a thousand times that we’re super comfortable right now, yet I know it’s not about the money, I’m super cool with you working.. It’s about the workload a-and the pressure you get from your subs and colleagues!!” He raised his arms as a sign of annoyance. 

You gulped down the big chunk of cheesecake and shut him up with a peck. The action took him by surprise but it didn’t fail to shut him up.

“Okay, Chanyeol.” you softly replied, followed by another peck on his lips

“I get what you mean” you smiled at your husband. 

You then began on telling the troubles you had at work, silently thanking the universe that he came in the right moment and that he was your saving grace. He listened intently, even going to the measures of contacting his technician friends to help fix your laptop as soon as possible. He made jokes too along the way to lighten your mood and gave you warm touches here and there to comfort you further. 

You were his home, his ground zero.

He was yours too.

— 

Hours passed and now you were back working, Chanyeol in the other room, busying himself in the recording studio.

“Yeol?” you called him.

“Hmm? What’s up princess?”

“Uh- I just remembered, didn’t you had like- plans? You were supposed to go with Baek and the members today right?”

Footsteps were apparent as he walked closer to the opened door of your office, his head peeped through the door.

“Junmyeon-Hyung canceled, Baek too.. I was quite grumpy because I reached the office when Baekhyun texted me” He walked in further.

“Then I came home but the house wasn’t warm enough even though I cranked the heater up!” He sulked, and sulked further. 

“I was alone, I don’t want to be…I also don't want you to be alone too Y/N.

I only wanted to be around you, I really tried staying in!! But I couldn’t be alone in the house without you when you’re my home.” he pouted. 

You want to die then and there, you miss him as much and he was sad, it makes you sad too, but he was being sulky-cute… Can you turn into a putty of love?

“Come here you big baby!” you excitedly threw yourself in his arms. He buried his soft locks on the crook of your neck as he whispered ‘I miss you' s and you couldn’t help but let out a hearty laugh.

“I miss you too, Yeol..

I miss you so, so much.” He hugged you tighter as he giggled too.

This was it, you thought. This was love at its finest and you couldn’t be happier that you’ve found it. For all the moments, good or bad, both of you never failed to become each other's home.  

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[icequeenbae]

Boy Next Door (m) Ch.4 (fin) | BBH

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut

Warnings: Baek being the neighbor we’re all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), some altercations, a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex

Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 3.7k (pt.4)

Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be… a perfect match?

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Chapter Masterlist: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)

Author’s note: Yesss, the time has come for the final part of the series to drop~ This is more on the fluffy side tbh, but I hope you find it to be a pleasant ending to this mini-series. As usual, please don't be shy to leave feedback in any way you prefer, I track all of your replies/ reblogs/ asks ❤️ And thank you for giving so much love to my stories, I do appreciate that a lot!!

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‘I can’t believe you didn’t tell me earlier!!’

Yuki was over for girl’s night, and this time, she wasn’t the only one gushing about her prosperous sex life.

‘I was waiting for test results.’

‘Huh? Test results?’

You realized that you’d just spilled all the beans you didn’t intend to spill.

‘Uh- we didn’t exactly- you know?’

‘What?’ She asked suspiciously, probably not even imagining that you could get so careless.

‘Well…’ You swirled your hand around abstractly.

‘I don’t know what that means- Wait. No, you didn’t!?’ Judging by her lit-up eyes, she guessed right. ‘You little hoe!!’

‘Look who’s talking.’

‘Yes, I’m talking. And I want to know everything. Starting with the result of that test, actually. You stupid hoe.’

Sighing, you rolled your eyes.

‘It’s negative. Thankfully… But it was really stupid of me, I know.’

‘Well, did he at least pull out on time? It’s not a safe option, but the timing is somewhat important…’

‘He did. Although he said, he’s never had sex without condoms.’

‘Damn. I should change what I said to ‘you lucky hoe’! I hope you took that test properly.’

You nodded. That was the first time you had to march into a pharmacy to get pregnancy tests. And you had no clue about how to choose out of the dozens of available options. The only reason you were able to ask for help was that you wore a mask – to save you some face, literally.

But that landed you with a few options and some instructions to follow. You had also gotten your period after your two-day sexcapade with Baekhyun, so you were pretty sure you were lucky this time. But you were still concerned with the long-term options. Something you’d left for the future discussion with your physician.

There were other things on your mind right now.

‘Actually, there’s something else that’s been bothering me.’ You mentioned reluctantly. ‘We haven’t… made it official. I mean- he hasn’t asked me yet. Is that… indicative of anything?’

The thought was bugging you daily.

The words ‘Would you be my girlfriend?’ or anything of the sort, had never left your neighbor’s mouth. And you were the one who shamelessly got drunk, ended up in his bed, made him sleep in it with you, and then… Weren’t you so very eager to jump into having sex with him?

Not to mention that you’d stayed at his place for two whole days, Sunday being filled by more domestic delights, and… Even more sex. It seemed like Baekhyun was focused on you and completely insatiable. You couldn’t remember doing it more than once or twice a day, so you were stunned as you realized you had gone four times. His stamina was surprisingly remarkable.

It was a relief that you had to eventually leave his apartment, for you had to work on Monday. As you ran a bath at your place, you realized how sore and exhausted you were. The fact that just a couple days prior, you got shitfaced was probably a contributing factor, but also, the amount of physical activity was very unusual for your body. Though this was a great type of exhaustion, and you had the deepest sleep that night.

But now, almost two weeks later, you were pretty anxious about how your relationship was progressing. Relaying all of the basics to your friend and asking for her opinion was supposed to make you feel better; however, she shared your concerns.

‘This is weird. So, he had time to sex you up multiple times but not ask you a simple question?’ She frowned. ‘You know how it is here, Y/N… You’re not official until you say the words.’

You knew. And that wasn’t even the only cause for your uncertainty.

‘It’s not only that, but… We haven’t really hung out since.’ You mumbled, expecting a big reaction from your friend.

‘What?! Is the bastard ghosting you??’ She rose from her seat, looking ready to burst into his apartment and give him a piece of her mind.

‘No, he um- he had to go to some distant town for a work assignment. He told me that there might not be any internet connection since they would be on some military base or something like that. He said it would last a bit over a week, and then he’ll visit his family for a few days and get in touch with me from there.’

‘So, has he?’

‘So far… No.’ You admitted.

Yuki huffed, her eyebrows knitting together angrily.

‘Yah. That seems fishy as hell. Why wouldn’t he at least send you a text? Who disappears after having someone over for the entire weekend of fucking??’

‘We weren’t doing it the entire weekend…’ You mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up again.

‘Come on! He didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend, disappeared on a ‘mission’ that sounds unrealistic, and hasn’t gotten back to you for almost two weeks? Wow, was I wrong about him.’

You scratched your temple, exhaling hopelessly. She just voiced everything that you thought to yourself. You kept giving him the benefit of the doubt in your head, but she was right. It was too odd for someone to vanish into thin air like this right after what had happened between the two of you. This was the hard truth, and it hit your softest, most vulnerable spot. Your heart.

‘I guess so,’ you muttered, voice a bit scratchy with the inevitable tears you held back. ‘What do I even do now, Yu? I like him a lot, which is precisely why I didn’t want to start anything…’

‘First of all, stop crying. If he decided to do this on purpose, he is a dickhead. And doesn’t even deserve to call you his girlfriend.’

She reached out her hands to wipe the stray tears off your cheeks.

‘Second… You need to grow some balls, Y/N. Don’t let people take you for granted or make you feel less than you are!’ She said in a serious tone. ‘I’ve told you this before: you shouldn’t retreat to your shell when someone attacks. You’re strong, beautiful, and an amazing person, capable of giving them hell if you need to!’

Snorting at Yuki’s passionate speech straight out of some girl power drama, you shook your head.

‘Yes, you are! Stop feeling sorry. If someone hurts you – don’t let them. I don’t mean Baekhyun exclusively. You know you’ve been in various situations lately where defending yourself was vital. Stop being a good, cautious girl who gets into her own head before saying anything. Act the way you want, and if someone is offended – it’s their problem. I’ve seen you speak your mind before, and it was damn powerful. That’s why it’s time that you do it for you.’

It wasn’t hard to guess what she was referring to. You’d been keen on staying collected on the outside and hid your emotions fairly well. You’d never let your struggles show, even when you were going through a difficult time at your previous job. You preferred crying in the restroom during lunch break to letting anyone know.  You didn’t want to deal with that. Sad or angry, you processed every thought before opening your mouth and saying something, just because you knew how hot-tempered you could become if you didn’t keep your tongue in check.

However, you did let it slip sometimes, mostly when someone hurt the people you love, as opposed to you. A couple years ago, you had to pick Yuki up from a random party she was stuck at, and there was a guy who made unwanted moves on her. As you arrived at the scene, you had to search the entire house for her until you walked into the kitchen, where the bloke was trying to kiss her while she was shoving him away. You vaguely recalled what you did… grabbing his shoulder to turn him around, kneeing him in the balls without hesitation. Yuki later shared that she sobered up as she heard you swearing excessively at him. You told him everything on your mind, and he was scared to talk back. Apparently, you looked like a force of nature back then.

And although this wasn’t the first time you’d done something like this, it was mostly reserved for someone else. But now that you were contemplating your life… You found that you might’ve been missing the point all along.

‘Actually… You have a point, Yu.’

Your best friend blinked, surprised by your response. She’d been trying to get through to you many times before, and now you finally listened?

‘Why should I always be the one to swallow my pride or feel uncomfortable? I’ve always been a good girl, and where did it get me?’ You wiped your face dry. ‘I’m not gonna do a one-eighty and become a crazy bitch now, but it’s time to let go. I won’t try to reach him or wait for him at the door. If he was one of the bastards who thought I was too boring to have a relationship with, well… Fuck him then. I’m done with feeling bad about myself.’

‘Yay! That’s what I’m saying. You go, girl!’

‘I’m sure I’ll get over him in no time. Yes, we’re neighbors; it’s gonna be awkward. But why should I be the one worried about it? I’ll be sure to let him know I don’t give a shit about him and his stunts if I ever see him again.’

‘That’s the spirit, Y/N-ah! Gosh, this calls for a celebration. Where’s the champagne I brought last time?’

‘I hoped you’d ask. In the fridge.’ You chuckled.

‘Coming right up,’ she winked, already headed to the cupboard to get the glasses.

***

Friday rolled in, having you overcome the struggles of getting work done while having your head elsewhere. Your office hours were so long and miserable that you were dead set on doing your house chores and then going straight to bed tonight. Just to sleep in tomorrow, wake up completely free for the day, and order from your favorite restaurant and chill. If anyone deserved a feast, it was definitely you! Rewarding yourself for getting through the week and spending five minutes not thinking about your personal life was a great achievement in your book. Maybe not great, but a triumph.

Walking up to the entrance, you saw a tall figure there.

It didn’t seem familiar until you were a ten-second walk away. Then you realized – it was that woman. That one who broke into Baekhyun’s apartment while you were there. And the one who called him up about having dinner together at his place.

Your first instinct was to turn around and sneak through another entry point. You hated confrontation, especially in case you didn’t initiate it. At this time, all you wanted was a quiet evening, and it was about to be ruined.

Your pride, however, didn’t allow you to back down. Suddenly, your conversation with Yuki replayed in your mind. She was right; you shouldn’t let anyone treat you that way or make you feel any less. And if you had to withstand a pointless attack, you could simply fire back. With that in mind, you reached the gate.

‘You!’ The voice made you sigh and brace yourself before turning around. ‘It is you! I’ve seen you before.’

‘Congrats,’ you shrugged, ready to walk away.

She grabbed your forearm.

‘Are you going to Baekhyun again?’

‘I find it unlikely that my destination is any of your business. Let go of me.’

She gritted her teeth, squeezing your arm painfully.

‘Listen, whore. I’ve been working on him for months, and as soon as I’ve made progress, you swing by and think you’re-’

‘No, you listen, bitch.’ You ripped out of her grasp, completely fed up with this. ‘I don’t care if you think you’re entitled to have him. But let me tell you this. I live on the thirteenth floor, so if I see you there again, I’m calling the police. Stop creeping around my house and get a life.’

‘You-’

‘Is everything alright?’ You turned to the security, who most likely caught your exchange in front of the gates on CC TV and decided to come check it out.

‘Yes,’ you nodded, pressing your code in and pushing through the entrance. ‘This person is blacklisted on our building, check under Byun Baekhyun. And please make sure she doesn’t sneak in and cause more trouble.’

‘Of course.’ The guard made sure the door was appropriately locked after you.

The woman, whose name you still didn’t know, shouted profanities at your back as you walked away.

You hated confrontation, but this felt good.

Later this evening, you gladly told your best friend about it.

‘Damn, you should’ve called me as soon as you got home! This is so cool,’ she yelled as you relayed the story.

‘I wanted to clean up first. You know we talk for hours… I'm glad I did; I’m sure I’d have zero energy if I had to do it now. I’m already in bed and so sleepy.’

As if to emphasize your point, you let out a loud yawn.

‘How graceful. I am in bed too, but I wish I could see her face when you… Is there a way to get my hands on the security footage?? I’d flirt with your guards just to have a chance to see that!’

You heard someone grumble in the background.

‘I’m sure you’d love to see that footage just as much as me, Seokie,’ she teased.

‘Ew, don’t tell me you’re in bed with Hoseok right now!’

‘What if I am? Jealous?’ She asked, and you rolled your eyes.

‘Sure. I hate you lovebirds.’

‘He’s been eavesdropping on your story about that bitch you put in her place, and he looks impressed.’

‘You go, Y/N-ah!’ You heard Hoseok shout.

‘Thanks,’ you giggled, feeling at ease. ‘That’s at least one source of frustration off my shoulders.’

‘Aw, you’re still upset about that bastard going MIA on you?’

‘I’m trying not to think about it. But… Baekhyun’s either been offline everywhere or has blocked me. I just keep thinking… If it’s the former, what if something happened?’’

‘Oh ,Y/N. I hate that you’re this kind. Next time you see him, tell him off just like his stalker.’

‘I guess,’ you agreed weakly. ‘Anyways, tomorrow is a new day, and I have great plans, so I need to sleep now.’

‘By great plans you mean ordering food and wearing pajamas all day?’

‘You know me so well! Don’t bother coming over, I’m not gonna share. It’s a me-day.’

‘Ugh, what a hoe.’

‘I’m hanging up.’

You put your phone away, giggling at her goodbye growl. She always knew when to tease you to make you relax, and it was one of the reasons you considered her a great friend.

She was always there to back you up and listen to your whining, if needed. At least when you went back to being alone again, you weren’t completely alone.

***

You danced eagerly to the door, ready to pick up your order. It was afternoon, and you were hungrier than a wolf. The delivery guy had just sent you a picture of your package, so you were to simply get it at your doorstep. Which was how you preferred it – living alone as a woman could be slightly creepy, so all contacts with strangers were to be avoided. Your apartment building had great security, but… better safe than sorry.

Thinking all that, you opened the door without checking if the coast was clear. Since you were already crouched to get the package off the floor, you instantly saw a pair of legs in front of you. Male legs. Someone was standing right outside of your door.

You quickly glanced up, meeting the chocolate eyes.

And then grabbed the doorknob, trying to shut the door. But a swift foot in the doorway prevented you from doing so.

‘Whoa, wait a second, Y/N-ah!’

You still wouldn’t budge, so Baekhyun continued.

‘I know what it must’ve looked like, but let me explain. Please, Y/N. I know I fucked up.’

He tried stealing a glance at your face through the crack on the door, but you turned away.

‘Why should I listen to a single word you say?’

‘Don’t you want to know what really happened?’

Trying to make up your mind, you looked down at the package in your other hand.

‘I’ll need five minutes tops to set the table.’ You announced, letting go of the doorknob and allowing him to follow you inside. ‘Be done till then, I don’t wanna spoil my healthy appetite.’

You said that while walking towards the kitchen to get your food out. Baekhyun put something suspicious on the floor and stepped into the kitchen silently.

Expecting him to start the explanation, you huffed.

‘Your time is going to be up before you know it!’

‘I’m sorry.’ He said, voice heavy with guilt. ‘I’m sorry if I made you upset. I know we agreed that I’d stay in touch, and I didn’t. But I promise you I didn’t disappear on purpose.’

You began taking out containers of food from your delivery.

‘My phone was handed in the entire assignment because that base wouldn’t allow any devices inside but our pre-approved laptops. I was planning to text you as soon as I arrived at my family home because when I received my phone back it was dead.’

Listening to him talk, you avoided looking his way. You wanted to process his words without any additional… distractions. It was time to be rational; meeting his warm, guilty gaze again would cost you half of your battle spirit.

‘I left it to charge as soon as I got home, but…’

He made a big, almost theatrical pause.

‘But?’ You nudged, wishing to know the truth.

‘I don’t know how to say this… Uh- Siwoo wanted to take a picture of something outside just to be playful and accidentally dropped it out the window.’

It was your turn to pause. Was he kidding you with that story?? You couldn’t believe he was trying to blame all of this on a child.

Your thoughts must’ve displayed clearly on your face, so he fished his phone out of his back pocket.

It was brand new. It was evident that the model was upgraded, and the color was different, too.

‘I restored the photos from the cloud, I can show you the picture he too—’

The shiny new device was proof enough for you, and you weren’t willing to have him provide you with further evidence of his innocence. Nevertheless, you wanted to make sure he was genuine in his apology.

‘Why couldn’t you at least call our building and ask them to give me a message?’

He stood there, stupefied, for what seemed like an eternity before his expression turned into a sheepish grin.

‘I could’ve… done that?’ He mumbled, scratching the back of his head.

Clearly, the thought had never crossed his mind.

You rolled your eyes and turned to the kitchen counter. The table was set, and you only needed to get the plates. The prettier ones were reserved for the rare occasions when you had guests, so you had to reach for them.

‘Y/N…’ Baekhyun whined, sounding uncharacteristically childish in his desperation. ‘I also brought you an ‘I’m sorry’ present…’

Hearing this made you snap.

‘Why would you do that? It’s not like we’re dating!’

He was taken aback by your words.

‘What do you mean we’re not?’ He asked, completely bewildered. ‘Are you seeing someone else?’

‘No, but-’ It was your turn to mumble. ‘You never asked me…’

Baekhyun looked at you as if you were crazy. Then, his frown transformed into something else.

‘Oh god, Y/N…’ He sighed, leaning on the counter behind you with one hand. ‘I thought it was obvious. I was serious about you from the very beginning, but if you want me to say it, I will say it.’

You waited for him to finish.

‘Please be informed that I’ve considered you my girlfriend this entire time. And I know I fucked up, so… are you gonna break up with me?’

‘I’m debating it,’ you responded gruffly.

‘Y/N-ah,’ He pressed, still hovering over you while his arm inched closer and closer to your frame. ‘I’ll do anything you want to make it up to you.’

Taking in his hopeful eyes, you pointed to the kitchen cabinet.

‘I need plates.’

Following the direction of your index finger, Baekhyun looked up. He reached over you, almost hugging you with one arm, and gave you what you wanted.

‘Thank you.’

He perked up, a question in his eyes. ‘What now?’

Although you were still grumpy, your heart was beginning to warm up to him. So easily.

‘Go sit at the table. I’m hungry.’

Baekhyun’s chocolate orbs instantly lit up.

‘Does it mean you forgive me?’

The hopefulness of his tone made your façade crack.

‘You’ve mentioned a goodie bag?’ You squinted at the huge paper bag he left at the door, just to avoid crumbling right in front of him.

Baekhyun smiled cheekily.

‘It’s all yours. Babe.’

You ignored the term of endearment, turning your back on him to hide your warming cheeks.

‘Get yourself another set of chopst—’

Your boyfriend gave you an abrupt back hug.

‘B-Baekhyun?’

‘I really missed you, Y/N-ie.’ He whispered in your ear, nearly busting your eardrum with a kiss. ‘Also, my entire family wants to meet you…’

‘What?? Already?’

‘Mhm. And here you were, thinking we weren’t even dating,’ he snickered. ‘Once I got you, I’m not letting you go.’

‘You are,’ you huffed. ‘Otherwise, you’re standing between me and food. And I got an appetite, you know?’

‘I know.’ His smile tickled your neck pleasantly. ‘It’s one of the many things I love about you.’

It was impossible to turn into mush faster than you did.

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A/N: Okaaaay, we're done with another mini-series!!! Congrats to you and I haha Thank you for following this story till the end <3 And a huge thank you to all of my lovely readers that left their comments to each installment of the series! Ily 💕

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Power Up

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x female reader

Genre: fluff/domestic au

Warnings: nothing, aside from being sickeningly adorable and making me wish for this

Word count: 964

Leaning against the living room threshold, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but grin to himself. It took all his effort to hold back the laughter bubbling under the surface, and he distracted himself by rubbing fondly at his chest.

His heart was squeezing with gratitude at the sight before him.

Kyungsoo didn’t even know where you had found the clothes you and your daughter were wearing. His idol days were behind him, and he had thought he had packed all the items he’d kept away long ago. Or, you had when you’d moved here to the farmhouse. Either way, he hadn’t seen these shirts with the number 12 and his name emblazoned over them in some time. The top on his five-year-old swamped her, barely letting her bare feet peek out from the hem, even with one side knotted up to take up some of the excess fabric. That wasn’t holding her back from shaking her booty from side to side as she screeched-sung into her hairbrush beside you.

It wasn’t his first time seeing you in his clothes. Heck, the first time you’d had sex was because he couldn’t hold back from undressing you in the hoodie he had given you fifteen minutes earlier to keep warm in. It was somewhat of a habit of yours now to pick up his clothes and put them on, yet the gut reaction was still the same, stirring the blood along his veins. If this moment wasn’t so damn adorable, he’d have interrupted it to take you off to any private place he could find and see if you had anything else underneath there.

Usually, there wasn’t a single other item under there, and he’d do best to forget about that tidbit right now before he got carried away.

“Mummy! Mummy!” his daughter screamed, still into the hairbrush as if it could project her voice further.

You flinched a little at her volume, though your smile remained in place. “What, sweetheart?”

“I want Power! I need more POWER!”

“You seem to have more than enough, don’t you think? Besides, Daddy sounds amazing in What U Do, and Mummy wants to keep listening to it.”

“But I want to hear Uncle Bacon turn the music up nah-nah-nah-nah!”

“Baekhyun,” you corrected mindlessly with a sigh. Turning your head to reach for the phone controlling the Bluetooth speakers, you noticed Kyungsoo standing there and brightened again. “Maybe you can get some power from Daddy?”

“Ugh! But he’s not here, Mama!”

“Isn’t he?” Kyungsoo finally spoke, and his little girl screeched, reminding him of the powerful set of lungs she inherited from him that she had used to belt her way into this world, and ever since. All but tripping over the shirt, she ran towards him and threw herself at his awaiting embrace, just as you swapped the song to her requested one.

It had been a long time since he got lost in Exo songs, but he energetically bounced through the dance with you singing at his side, the endless excited screams coming from his arms almost deafening him. Several more songs played whilst he danced with you both, and soon he had a five-year-old dancing on the couch whilst he held you close. It made him laugh when he noted how breathless he had gotten; exercise had never been a favourite thing of his, and he sure as hell hadn’t kept up with any idol fitness regime in years. Still keeping himself trim enough for the odd acting role he took on to break up the monotony of his semi-retirement, he couldn’t believe how fifteen minutes led to him sweating this much. Your skin was flushed just as much, your eyes showing the struggle of parenthood and having the energy to keep up with your daughter as you did daily. Yet you didn’t slow down, and nor did he, holding onto this moment as much as you both physically and mentally could.

Pockets of happiness like this weren’t hard to find, but he cherished every one he got, and soon he was kissing you without a care in the world, even with his daughter screeching like it was the funniest thing to see Mummy and Daddy kissing. She sure had been conditioned to open affection over the years – he had a lot to give.

Kissing you once more before really needing a breath, Kyungsoo laughed heartily before dropping onto the couch, pulling you down with him. He groaned when the final piece of his family jumped on you both, his arm blindly reaching out for her squirming body before covering her in kisses.

“Still looking elsewhere for power, my little squirt?”

Round eyes, the same shape as his with the colour of yours caught his before she shook her head dramatically from side to side. “You turned it up to max, Daddy!”

“Good. I think I gave all of my power to you, anyway.”

“All of it?” you murmured in his ear, running a hand down his torso enticingly. “That’s a shame. My mum will be here soon to pick her up for a sleepover tonight.”

He shifted his gaze from his daughter to yours, his lips curling up into another smile. “Oh, I think I can manage to refuel pretty soon.”

You laughed loudly, patting him on the belly before picking yourself up. “Come on baby girl, let’s get you ready for Grandma’s tonight. We’ve powered you up for her to deal with, huh?”

“Nan-nan has more power than both of you!” she remarked, ever the spoilt granddaughter that she was, and Kyungsoo’s smile grew lazy.

He’d just take a short moment to recoup his strength. There was no way he wouldn’t have the power to spend the night showing you just how happy this life made him.

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disclaimer: everything is smut, mdni. everything is idol x fem!reader

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[mymoodwriting]

Request for Anon (Sequel to Wolf!Baek) 2.3k, werewolf, abo dynamics, pregnancy, giving birth, domestic life, fluff (@starillusion13)

“You still need to bite me.”

After the whole ordeal of presenting, and Baekhyun’s part in it, you had been staying at his place for the time being. You kept to yourself in the bedroom, but that doesn’t mean you could avoid him.

“I won’t pressure you or anything, just saying.”

It wasn’t easy staying with him either. At times things got hazy, since you were constantly surrounded by his scent. Not to mention it so easily became a habit to call him alpha. You’d always scold yourself afterwards. It felt like parts of you were being eroded little by little. You shouldn’t have stayed with him, but you also didn’t have the heart to go home.

“Y/n.”

“Hm…”

Baekhyun was still such a gentleman to you. He made you breakfast in bed, dragged you around the house for exercise, and snuggled up with you for naps. You felt so childish with him around, and he knew he was pushing all that on you. It was hard to say no.

“You have to go home at some point.” Baekhyun said. “Your family is probably worried. You need to tell them.”

“No.” You whined. “I can’t… they’re gonna be ashamed of me…”

“You just came of age, they know you’re meant to present soon, do you have any idea how worried they must be?”

“I messaged them telling them I was fine…”

“They’re still gonna want to see you. They might even show up here.”

“You can’t let them come here!”

“I won’t, but you can’t avoid them forever.”

You tried, you really tried, but you knew Baekhyun had a point. It was only a matter of time before your family came to confront you themselves. They were probably imagining the worst case scenario already. Although you had other things to worry about. A week later Baekhyun was dragging you out of the house. Not to see your family but to see the doctor.

“I’m not some kid!”

“You have to see a doctor after you’ve presented. Especially cause you’re an omega.”

“Don’t say that!”

“It’s true.”

“I don’t wanna go! I’m perfectly fine!”

“Y/n-”

“I said no!”

“Y/n!”

You whimpered and collapsed to the floor when Baekhyun yelled. You were shaking a bit, eyes glued to the floor. When he wanted to, his voice could affect you, and you hated it. You felt Baekhyun softly pet your head and kneel down.

“No one ever likes going to the doctor, and I’m sure you don’t like the idea at all anymore, but it’s important.”

“I don’t wanna go.”

“You have to. Come on now, I don’t like forcing you this way.”

Baekhyun helped you up to your feet and you quietly followed him out to the car. He opened the door for you and put your seatbelt on, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. You pulled up the hood of your jacket, not wanting to be seen at all. For the sake of privacy there was a separate waiting area at the clinic for omegas, and it made you both nervous and calm. Baekhyun held your hand and was trying to calm your nerves. It was just a check up, nothing serious. Yet when your name was called you jumped. Baekhyun found you cute, pressing a kiss to your cheek and walking along with you as you followed the nurse.

You sat and waited for the doctor, Baekhyun pushing down your hood and fixing you up. He kept a hold of your hand throughout the exams, and the doctor was very nice too. They informed you that you were well, and nothing was out of the ordinary. You were a healthy omega, and Baekhyun couldn’t help but ask whether you were pregnant or not. It was too early to tell, but he’d keep his hopes up. Although that also brought up the bite. You hadn’t properly closed the bond, which was something you needed to do before it began to hurt. You thanked the doctor and soon enough the two of you were on your way.

“You did good, I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks… can we go home now?”

“Of course.”

You were glad the doctors’ visit was over, and just wanted to get home to cuddle under the sheets and take a nap. You made the mistake of closing your eyes to rest, and when you opened them again you found yourself outside your parents house.

“Baekhyun… what are we doing here…”

“Everything is okay, so you should see your family.”

“No, no, no, no… you-”

“Come on. I told them we’d be coming over.”

“Baekhyun!”

“Better now than later.”

You didn’t want to get out of the car, but it wasn’t hard for Baekhyun to drag you out. You fought him all the way up to the door, and only froze when he rang the doorbell. You pleaded with Baekhyun to let you run away, but he held your hand tightly. When you saw the doorknob turn you closed your eyes, not yet able to face your family. Yet you heard a cheerful exclamation, and soon found yourself in someone’s arms.

“My precious baby, it’s so good to see you.”

“Hi… mom…”

You were pulled into the house and the big reunion commenced. Everyone came over to hug you and say hello. Of course you didn’t even need to say anything, they could all smell you and they knew.

“You’ve grown so much.”

“Yeah…”

“Baekhyun, we can’t thank you enough for being there for our daughter and taking care of her.”

“I always had a feeling it would be the two of us.”

“We’re so happy to see that’s true.”

This wasn’t just a quick stop as you and Baekhyun sat down in the living room, having some tea with the family. You mostly kept to yourself, but Baekhyun was eager to talk and speak of the future. Of course he mentioned the fact that you were trying for kids, which made you hide your face. You wouldn’t say you were trying, more like the chances of you being pregnant were high considering what you did that night. Still, your family was so excited over the idea of having pups running around the house. You didn’t want to be here, but all the talks about the future and building a family were starting to warm you up.

Although it was good to see your family, you couldn’t stay for too long. You were already nervous to be there, and the mix of scents wasn’t gonna go over well. You softly tugged on Baekhyun’s sleeve when it was becoming too much and he understood. That’s when he brought up his last point, wanting you to properly move in with him so you could be together. Of course your parents were all for it, and that would be something to better prepare for down the line. You both said your goodbyes and returned to Baekhyun’s place. The fresh air did you good, but you were still shaken up by the whole ordeal.

“See, we killed two birds with one stone today. You went to the doctors and saw your family. Now you have nothing to worry about.”

“You…”

“Hm?”

“I still… have to bite you…”

“I know, but you look tired. How about we get you to bed so you can rest.”

You shook your head. “I can do it now…”

“Are you sure?”

“We can kill three birds today…”

Baekhyun chuckled. “Okay then, come here.”

You were pulled into Baekhyun’s embrace, letting his scent wash over you. It was calming and soothing, helping to wash away the stress from earlier.

“You should bite me where I bit you.”

“Okay…”

Baekhyun led you over to the bedroom, sitting you down on the bed. He slipped off his shirt and you stared at him for a while before he got your attention by petting your head. You smiled shyly, leaning over to hug Baekhyun. You buried your face into the crook of his neck, taking in a deep breath. You were always going to do this with someone, but you really didn’t think it would be Baekhyun. You did a countdown in your head and drew your fangs, biting into Baekhyun’s shoulder. You felt his grip get tighter for a moment before he relaxed.

You slowly pulled back, Baekhyun greeting you with a big smile on his face. He wiped away the bits of blood on your lips. You were starting to feel different, a bit dizzy and hot, your own bite mark throbbing. Baekhyun noticed your change in demeanor, laying down with you in his arms. It would take a while for the bond to properly settle, but he’d be taking care of you going forward. You still needed to rest after such an exciting day. So Baekhyun decided to get you cleaned up. He ran a bath and carefully stripped your clothes. One day you’d properly take a bath together, maybe with a little pup too.

🖤

As he said, you eventually properly moved into his place, starting to make it a real home. It was strange. You had been here before so many times, but now it’s where you would stay, where your life would continue. Baekhyun was sweet, being kind in a way you had never seen before. He always spoke about having kids with you, and one day he woke you up with such big news.

“Y/n!”

“Hm… what?”

“You’re pregnant!”

“Huh?”

“I can smell it! I’m gonna be a dad! And you’re gonna be a mom!”

“Are… are you sure?”

“I wasn’t wrong about you being an omega.”

Baekhyun pulled back the covers, his hand gently rubbing your belly. His smile made you giddy, you were really doing all this with him. He excitedly got up to make breakfast, knowing he now had to prepare meals for three. As you got out of bed you could hear him singing in the kitchen. His happiness made you happy as well. You had worried about your future once you found out you were an omega, but seeing Baekhyun like this assured you that everything would be okay.

“Come, sit, you and the baby have to eat well.”

You had only heard stories about how pregnancy affected someone, and now you got to experience it first hand. The morning sickness wasn’t easy though, but Baekhyun made sure to help you through it. Not to mention indulging you in all your cravings. He screamed so loud when your belly got big enough for you to be waddling around the house. He loved holding your hand and walking with you, felt like walking with a penguin, and he just loved peppering your face with kisses, your belly too.

“Ah, I can hear the heartbeat.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s steady, we’re gonna have a healthy baby.”

“I’m gonna feel so much lighter when they get out of my belly.”

“We should go visit your family soon. We need to plan the baby shower too.”

“Oh my gosh, are we getting to that time already?”

“Yup. We have to celebrate you both!”

Everyone was happy for you, and so excited for the baby. All that joy rubbed off on you, and every step of the way you had support. Others made plans for the baby shower, and you arrived to a wonderful surprise. You hadn’t asked about the gender, wanting it to be a surprise, and so everyone at the shower cast their own votes, also helping to pick out names. You had so much fun, and were really looking forward to the big day. Baekhyun doted on you every day, the smallest of things making him jump and asking you if you needed to go to the hospital. But of course the big day was bound to arrive. You were half asleep then, having just woken up from an afternoon nap.

“Baekhyun…”

You could hear him drop whatever he was doing and rush over to you, nearly trying over his own feet. He was out of breath but with a smile on his face.

“Yes, what is it?”

“I think my water broke…”

“Your water? What does… wait you mean?! Like right now?!”

“Yes…”

“Oh my gosh that’s great news! The baby is coming!” Baekhyun cheered. “Oh wait, the baby is coming, we have to go!”

“Yeah, that would be good.”

Baekhyun had prepared for this day, having a bag in the car ready to go. He took your hand and carefully walked with you over to the car. You kept a hold of his hand the whole way, trying to keep calm and control your breathing. Upon arrival Baekhyun stayed by your side for as long as he could. The pain was something unimaginable, but there was a joy to it as well. Baekhyun was practically sharing in your pain as well, letting you tightly hold his hand and encouraging you. 

“Here comes the baby.”

You could say that giving birth was the hardest thing you had ever done. You weren’t sure if you wanted to do it again, but in the moment you were so happy. Your baby was cleaned up and wrapped up in a blanket, handed over to you. Tears ran down your face as you held your baby, such a big smile on your face.

“Hi… hi there…”

“They have your eyes.”

Baekhyun came to your side, looking down at his beautiful baby and beautiful wife. He couldn’t believe any of this either, but it was the best moment of his life.

“Baekhyun… is this real?”

“Of course it is. You’ve done great so far.”

“It feels like life moves so fast… but I’m grateful to have you by my side. Especially as I start this new chapter of my life.”

“We’re in this together.” Baekhyun kissed your head, and then the babies. “I love you both.”

“I love you too.”

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Baekhyun x Reader: three kisses.

Word count: 1 863

Genre: domestic fluff/romance

Author's note: Very happy to be releasing this request! I feel like my blog and mind have been lacking some sweet boyfriend Baek~❤️

The first one is in the early morning.

It is way too early as per your routine, but his starts along with the sunrise. He’s motivated and determined in his career, but he’s not a typical early bird. In fact, he suffers getting out of bed as much as you do by watching him. Your work starts a bit later. You’re hardworking too, but it’s him that disappears until late evening.

He glances at you to confirm you’re still asleep, and you don’t move, not betraying that he in fact just woke you up. Your eyes remain closed, but from the sound of sluggish, sleepy movements, you can tell that he’d rather not leave your side. He eventually has to.

You stay in your bed just a bit longer, until you smell the aroma of fresh pancakes coming from the kitchen.

Why is it always pancakes that make your heart flutter? You’d love him all the same if he made scrambled eggs or sandwiches instead. But the pancakes are different. Maybe because you know he doesn’t enjoy foods too sweet and you’re somewhat aware that he got used to making them for you. Maybe he doesn’t know he woke you up earlier, but he definitely plays this part to lure you out of the shared bedroom.

You come into the kitchen. It’s like in a cliché story – the man at the kitchen counter and his goddamn pancakes with whipped cream and blueberries. Except it’s Baekhyun, and his way of doing pancakes is not exactly like in the stories. He definitely doesn’t cook with nonchalant ease, the recipe is open on his smartphone that he already got some flour on, and, although every motion he makes is as precise as he can make it – he always does his best – there’s a pinch of chaos to his every action, that bit of milk that spills on the floor and he steps on it, or that bit of whipped cream that, despite all his best attempts, just doesn’t look right. And there’s a bug on one blueberry that almost makes him drop the whole bucket to the floor.

“I’m hungry” are your first words that he hears. You wrap arms around his torso from behind and rest your face on his back. He unfortunately has to move a lot to finish the pancakes, so the position is not as convenient as you’d like.

“Good morning to you too” he answers in a light tone. His hands work on spreading the dough on the hot pan, so you freeze behind him, not wanting him to get burned on accident. Such accidents happen way too often to the two of you.

“Are these for me?” you question nonchalantly, pointing at the pancakes already prepared.

“I need to leave soon, you’ll have the next batch, okay…?”

“I was just joking, I know. Sit down and eat, I’ll finish.”

He looks at you with uncertainty, as if he was afraid of disappointing you. He feels guilty for being selfish and taking the first batch, you guess.

You put hands on his cheeks and pull his face closer to yours, disregarding the morning breath. You press your lips into his and his facial muscles relax, comfortable again.

“You’re amazing, Hyun. Thank you for being here.”

The corners of his lips lift into a shy smile even despite morning grogginess still heaving at his features. You lead him to the table and put the pancakes in front of him.

The only thing he can think of is that the sweetness of your lips is one he couldn’t live without, even though it’s way sweeter than the pancakes.

The second one is throughout the day, although you wish it was material.

You just finished a video call that has drained all your strengths. Work is tough, and lately it’s even tougher. You’ll have to pull off some overtime soon, and your manager is struggling showing your team’s progress to the higher-ups, so it all falls on the team member’s shoulders. But that’s just a part of the work routine, you’ve been riding a high of extraordinary results for the past few months, and now is the time to humble down.

You left the call with fatigue wearing over you, realizing that there’s still a few painfully long hours until the shift ends. At least today you don’t have to stay too long.

Less than five minutes pass before your phone suddenly rings, and you get up from the table, excusing yourself into the office kitchen to pick it up.

“Hi, baby. How you doin’?”

“Take me hooooome” you let out a long whimper.

“Oh? Are you okay?” Baekhyun sounds concerned, but the dramatics in your tone, paradoxically, quickly calms him down. You wouldn’t sound like that if something serious happened.

You’d rant about your work later, you decided, for now all he needed to know was that you’re tired, you miss him, and you’d rather never leave his side again than keep being an independent, full-time employed woman. You spill all this information at him all at once, which makes him break into laughter, and you let out a long whine.

“Hyuuuuun!”

“Sorry, sorry” he tries to calm his voice down. “But you’re so cute when you’re dramatic.”

“Don’t call me dramatic!” you whine even louder. Someone passes by you, shooting you a dirty glance. “I know I am, just don’t call me that” you add quietly.

“There, there. Let’s talk about it when we’re home, okay? I need to go back to the practice, I was just on a break.”

You let out a sigh.

“Sorry for this. Yes, let’s talk later. Thank you for calling.”

“Don’t apologize. But you’re welcome. Miss you.”

“Miss you too.”

You hear a typical Baekhyun-ish “smooch” come from the phone, followed by someone’s teasing laughter in the background and Baekhyun’s “oh shut it” spoken a bit away from the mic. The call ends.

He may not have fixed any of your problems, but you feel much more at ease now, and all of sudden the work difficulties don’t seem so bad anymore.

The third one is in the late evening, when you two are finally back home again.

You’re already after shower and tucked into your bed, trying to relax with a book, although it’s not easy to focus after such an eventful day. You yearn for rest instead, and so the book rests in your hands but no pages go by. You’re more focused on your phone instead, mindlessly scrolling through social media.

But when you hear the apartment room open, your eyes snap up and you get up with newly acquired passion and energy.

He’s just as tired as you are, you can tell. He hangs his jacket by the door and you see how worn out his face is. But it lasts just moments before his eyes meet yours and his face immediately lights up.

“Baby!” is all he says with a wide smile when you wrap arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug that he reciprocates with his full strength.

“Oh, oh, you’re suffocating me” you choke out when his hold becomes a bit too much.

“Sorry, sorry” he says with his voice muffled by your own shoulder, but his hold doesn’t get much weaker. “I missed you. I had to stay late because we’re barely meeting deadlines lately. I’m sorry I didn’t pick you up.”

“That’s okay, I’m just happy you’re back. Let’s go to bed.”

“I need to shower, I…”

“Just come with me.”

The moment he releases you, you hold his hand and pull him to the bedroom, sitting him on the soft mattress. He doesn’t waste a second before laying down and melting into the sheets, suddenly deciding that maybe the idea of falling asleep right then and there isn’t so bad after all.

You lay down next to him and both of you stare at the ceiling above your heads. The light is dim, and through the window partly open, the evening breeze refreshes the air inside. Somewhere far below you hear noises of cars, driven by other people, probably on their ways to their own beloved ones as well.

Baekhyun’s hand brushes your pajama’s pants before finding your own. He intertwines his fingers with yours, lightly, the touch barely there, but the warmth present.

You hear him sigh, your breaths slowing down.

“I didn’t even take the shoes off” he finally notices, voice slightly whiny, but only as much as he can make it at this hour.

You breathe out a laughter when a small thought appears in the corner of your mind.

You push yourself off the mattress and his eyes follow you curiously when you get down on the floor in front of him. With delicate fingers, you take hold of one shoe and untie it, gently pulling it off his foot and placing on the floor. He lets out a pleased sigh when you do the same with the other. You finish the deed by giving his sock-clad feet a loving pat and then climb back onto the mattress.

“Thank you” he mumbles. “May I?”

Without waiting for your response, he takes your hands in his and brings to his lips. Although sluggish and sleepy, small kisses litter your fingers, palm, thumb, the surface, wrists…

“This is nice” you admit.

“You’ve worked hard, I want to treat you” he whispers into your skin.

“You don’t have to…”

“I want to.”

You’ve been laying on your side, facing him, but he takes his time pushing you on your back and rearranging pillows underneath your body. His movements are slow and sleepy, but patient and careful at the same time.

His lips trace up your arm, lingering here and there, breathing in the soft scent of your body and the shower gel you always use. His nose brushes your shoulder and you put your hand on top of his head, stroking it lightly in approval. Peck after peck, he warms up your neck as well, worshipping all small details of your anatomy.

Finally he slows down, lips pressing into your jaw, then chin.

He hovers above you, eyes finally meeting and the two of you staring at each other with adoration. He lets out a small chuckle.

“You love me so much” he states confidently.  

You don’t find it in yourself to tease him back.

“I do. Do you love me too?”

His smile disappears, although the tenderness is still there.

“Why do you ask?”

“I just like hearing you say that.”

Baekhyun’s gaze softens and the smile returns to his face. You briefly think that if he was any less tired, he would tease you some more. In the end, though, the result would be just the same.

He leans down into your ear. You can’t see his face from this perspective, but his voice is clearer than ever.

“I. Love. You.” He separates each word, stretching the full sentence, keeping you on your toes until the whole thing sounds out. “More than the world.”

“I love you too” you answer instantly.

The evening ends with the last one of tonight’s kisses.

#exo baekhyun #bbh x reader #exo bbh #exo fluff #baekhyun fluff #vg: exo #vg: baekhyun #vg: drabble

[starlostseungmin]

paper rings, lover ─── sunrise after sunset.

masterlist. playlist.

✰ pairing — best friend!felix x fem!reader (with she/her pronouns)

✰ genre — domestic fluff, friends to lovers trope, established relationship

✰ warnings — mild swearing, kissing, mentions of food, ocean, amusement park and rides. not proofread. lmk if i missed smth.

✰ word count — 7.5k +

✰ songs that was used for inspiration — paper rings by taylor swift, loveable by sinb, it takes two by fiji blue, sunroof by nicky youre ft. dazy, somebody to you by the vamps and amusement park by baekhyun.

REBLOGGING AND LEAVING A FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED.

The bustling sound of people welcomed you the moment the doors of the cafe opened and a gentle melody from the door chime announces your arrival. It was the usual Saturday morning, a busy environment where the staff take the orders and clean the tables. You always come to visit when you get the free time and today was no different. Another school year will end in a few days and summer break is already peeking, Felix is excited about it. 

The sun was high, you never would want to underestimate summer, the sky was so clear and blue, and clouds slowly pass by as the wind pushed them through. It was one of the season's hottest days as you like the idea of being under the shade of a tree at the park while reading a book. But you can’t stand the heat and ended up in a cafe having brunch, and a book left open on a free hand. Felix was nowhere to be found yet. 

It was his idea to make you wait at the cafe, but with a book as a companion and a half-eaten sandwich with iced coffee wouldn’t be so lonely. He did say he was running late through the phone call you had before you even arrived. Flipping a page on the book meant it was another bite from the food. Words had you mesmerized and drowned in deep, never mind the sounds of people. It was just a good way to distract yourself from reality. College is like living in hell, even if the professors were good, it doesn’t go the easy way. 

A sigh escaped your lips not realizing the plate was already empty and the coffee remained untouched. The ice was melting inside the liquid dripped down from the cup as the book was almost finished. A love and hate relationship of sad endings makes you tear up a bit, but you try to hold it back from the public. Your hand reached for the cup of iced coffee, slowly sipping at the straw and your eyes darted to the words. Felix is not around yet. 

Another deep sigh was made as a response to disappointment, you had to check the time on your phone for a break and glance at the glass wall. Taking a sip from your coffee, the outside world is starting to get so bright, just like how Felix would smile under the sunshine. But the poor boy is running late, cursing mentally about the thought of being dismissed late by his stupid Saturday classes. Who in the right mind would make a weekend to spend in school anyway?

He made a segway at the block, his hoodie in his hand, flying through the wind as he dashed towards your favorite cafe. His bag was bouncing on his back as his hair went against the hot air. Face filled with panic and hurry, it wasn’t his thing to be late. A few seconds later, his hand met the handle of the door as the door chime announced his presence. His eyes immediately searched the area for you, and there he found you sitting beside the glass wall, sipping on your coffee, head hung low for the book. A deep sigh escaped from his lips as his footsteps brought him to your table. 

“Hey, Y/n, I’m sorry I’m late,” He said. 

“It’s okay, good morning,” You answered standing up to give him a quick hug before settling into your respective seats. 

“Good morning,” He said, still catching his breath. “Oh my God, I shouldn’t have run,” He sighs again, placing his back and jacket on the floor. 

“It’s chill okay, I know your professor so well, he didn’t like the sound of the bell for a break,” You chuckled. “And if you don’t mind, I already ate, I was so hungry,”

“No big deal, really,” He smiled, wiping his sweat on his forehead as he noticed the book you were reading. “What are you reading?” He asked. 

“Me Before You,” You answered flipping a page from the book. 

“Isn’t that a movie?” He asked again, leaning closer to see. 

“Yeah,” You said, eyes darted on the very first paragraph on the page. 

“That was tragic,” He commented as you sigh. “I mean, how could he not change his mind?” 

“He doesn’t want Lou to get hurt,” You said shaking your head, leaving a bookmark in the middle before closing the book. “Anyway, what’s up?” 

“Nothing really,” He said. “Summer break is almost over, do you have plans before the semester starts?” 

“Hmm, there’s nothing actually, maybe prepare for the next school year? I don’t know,” You shrugged taking the book back into your bag. “By the way, what did you call me here for?” 

“Well, I did have something to tell you,” He started as you leaned at the backrest of your seat, crossing your arms against your chest. 

“I’m listening,” You smiled as Felix cleared his throat. 

“So uhm, I was having FaceTime with mom last week and we talked about the places where she’s been doing interior designs, it happened that there’s this small penthouse just by the seaside in *****,” He paused. “And then I thought, it’s almost summer break anyway and she told me to be her first guest, I was wondering if you’d go with me,” 

Words started to ring in your ears, “You want me to what?” 

“I wanted you to go on a trip with me,” He said, eyes firmly looking at yours as you try not to blush. 

“Iー er, I should probably ask mom if she’dー”

“I asked her after I called mom, and she said yes,” Felix smirked as your eyes went wide at some point. It was an excuse for a distraction that you had to take another sip of your coffee. “We’re up for 3 days by the minimum to stay,” It was all so sudden that the iced coffee blew to his face, causing you to cough so loudly. Felix started to panic, as he snatched every piece of napkin from the box to wipe it down. “God Y/n,” 

“I’m sorry,” You said in between the coughs. “Are you serious though?” 

“I wouldn’t tell you if I wasn’t right?” He said rolling his eyes as he wipes his face. 

“I just can’t believe you’d invite me on a trip with just the two of us,” You said. “And it’s like 2 hours away from here, how did you persuade mom?” 

“Your mother loves me Y/n,” He laughed as you roll your eyes in response. “Besides, my mom talked to your mom, and they had an agreement, besides, it’s free and everything, there’s food, electricity, water, anything you want, you can enjoy the sea view since the balcony is facing the horizon,” 

“That sounds like summer,” You smiled. 

“I know right?” He said. “So, are you up? We can extend our stay if you’d want,” 

“Oh Felix, you know I can’t say no!” You chuckled and tackled him for a hug. “Thank you so much!” You said giving him a long kiss on the cheek which made him giggle. 

The last few weeks of the semester came to a dramatic end as you settled inside Felix’s car which he managed to borrow from his mom. Luggage at the backseat, a playlist that is set for a 2-hour ride, and bright weather, you could feel the excitement from Felix when he’s all smiley and so pumped up. He was singing to Taylor Swift’s songs on the ride, jamming, and his head bouncing to every beat. You find it attractive of him whenever he showcases his singing voice, it’s a hidden talent of his that he doesn’t show to anyone unless he’s with you. 

“I like shiny things but I’d marry you with paper rings, uh-huh, that’s right~ darling~ you’re the one I want~” You both sang to the music. 

It was fun. It was the very first road trip you had with him with only just between you and him. A life out of the city felt good in the ears, how much more if you decided to stay at a house near the beach. The window fell open as you let the fresh air in the middle of the road play with your hair. His eyes were focused on the road but he couldn’t help taking a few glances at you. A smile was formed on his face as you reached out your hand to feel the wind coming against your skin. 

The song changed, a famous Fiji Blue song that indicates a want for someone as it matches how he felt right at the moment. Felix cleared his throat, eyes fixed on the road but you were too beautiful as a distraction. You smiled at him, laughing as you enjoy the rare moment of being taken away. He made a cheeky smile to himself, driving the wheel with a single hand as he rested his arm at the door to make cover after being flustered. ‘Cause all I want is you, is you, it takes two~

“You want some fries? I packed a few this morning,” You asked as his eyes fell in your direction. 

“Sure, feed me,” 

“Okay, here we go,” You smiled, stretching out to reach for the bag of food at the back. “Say Aaah?” You added handing him a piece as he opened his mouth. 

“Aaah,” He said before munching it. 

“You’re so cute,” You said before munching some of your own. Felix tried to hide the pink blush on his cheeks, trying to focus himself but you already noticed it. Keeping a smile on yourself had your eyes met the horizon outside the car’s window. 

You met Felix when you were kids. He used to be shy around everyone but not until he met you. Sitting together in class had sparked a friendship everyone didn’t know would last for years. Others had thought about you being a couple because of how intimate your gestures were. Holding hands, resting on each other’s shoulders, kissing them on their cheeks and the way one would look at the other. It was subtle enough to realize that one of them is already in love as the other one was being dense to see it. No one decided to talk, it’s just a relationship of indirect affection of being more than friends. 

Felix fell into silence after the fries were devoured, and the music changed to a soothing one. It matches the aesthetic of the moment. Clear blue sky with a few clouds painting it white, the tall grass that swayed with the air, the mountains going green with a hint of blue from afar, birds flying by the flock, and the blue sea kilometers away. It was one of the nature views you’d always wanted to see. The gushing sounds from the city can be suffocating at times. You were so happy when Felix decided to invite you on a trip, an excuse to be alone and spend time with someone close to your heart. 

His car parked at the back garage of the house as you went outside first, taking a few things to help him ease the weight of the vehicle. A suitcase in one hand and a bag filled with snacks, Felix was busy with his luggage as you were left examining the place. The penthouse was huge but it was enough for two people and he was right, the sea is just meters away from the stairs that lead to the front of the house. It was filled with trees, and the other houses were built covering an average distance, not too close and not too far away. Enough to have privacy and enjoyment of the place. 

You awed in excitement, “Wow, this place is beautiful,” You said as Felix smiled at the thought. 

“Wait, ‘til you see inside,” He smiled as he lead you to the back door. 

“Can’t wait!” You chuckled, following him. The bags immediately met the floor as your jaw dropped at how amazing the interior was. Built-in kitchen, beside the living room, no walls diving the two but both facing the glass sliding door that leads to the balcony where you can the ocean view. It serves as the entrance, the balcony had a bunch of stairs that make way down the shore. “You could see the sunrise and sunsets here,” 

“Yeah, my mom made it to have that view,” Felix said. “There’s a room upstairs and a bathroom, there’s a pantry right beside the built-in kitchen, and here is the living room. We could watch Netflix or anything,” 

“Can you please tell your mom that this is so amazing?” You awed as he chuckled in response. 

“You like it?” He asked. 

“Like it? Please! Felix this place is so amazing! Your mom is a genius, really,” You exclaimed, as your eyes wandered around the house. “The sea view, the place where the company builds it, damn, it’s so beautiful, did I mention that I love the sea? Yes, that one too! Perfect summer vacation for me,” 

“I’m happy that you love it so much Y/n,” Felix laughed as he hugged you out of excitement. He finds it cute every time and would wish to see you being like that a lot of times. It feels like it’s bringing him back to the first time you met him at school where you always smile even at small things. The excitement sparks happiness in him, and that happiness often leads to him falling into something he’s afraid of, unrequited love. Or so he thought. 

“I do, really,” You smiled, hugging him back. 

“Say, why don’t we unpack first, eat lunch and rest then we’ll explore the area later in the afternoon, yes?” He asked as your eyes light up. 

“Sure! Oh my gosh, thank you so much,” You said kissing his cheek. “I’m going to cook alright? You need to rest after driving,” But Felix just smiled, admiring how much affection he’s been receiving from you and if someone would see you, they’d mistook you as a couple on vacation. 

Afternoon came the sun is already preparing itself to dissolve at the end of the sea in a few hours. The heat became gentle as the breeze started to run a little bit cold, you and Felix were walking side by side barefoot as you had requested. It was to feel the water crashing on the shore, it tickles your skin as you playfully come for them, earning a good return of splashing towards you. Laughs were shared between you and Felix as he dragged you away from the wet ground. Sometimes you’d push him to welcome the gentle waves but failed to fall. He’d splash water in your direction as your clothes went soaked. You would chase him out as he took your shoes away for revenge. 

You were both wet and running on the shore like kids who loved to play. He would stop running to catch you in his arms and sparked eye contact, faces close to each other as you stare at one another. His heart started to beat faster as your cheeks started to become hot. It was complete silence between you two as you were being drawn to each other’s eyes. His freckles were like constellations that you would want to trace your fingers gently on them. You always loved Felix as a friend, but at this moment started to feel like things are turning around. 

“You’re so beautiful, you know?” He said, indulging the moment. 

“I know right?” You chuckled as you pulled away, walking a few steps backward. “We’re not done yet Lee,” You smirked as you scooped water with both of your hands, throwing it to him. 

“You’re so dead right now,” He said in his deep voice that makes your knees weak all of a sudden. But you stood firmly, waiting for his fireback and now he’s the one chasing you. 

Time passes by as the sun meets with the other end of the ocean, wet footsteps were visible down the stairs to the kitchen floor. Half of your bodies soaking wet as the fabrics of your clothes, dripping at a gentle pace. 5:30 pm, you were too distracted outside as Felix was still laughing when both of you fell on the shore, a moment that will be kept as a memory as the vacation ends. But that one staring game had Felix hooked in a while, he’d love to do it again and admire the beauty you always have. Yet things must avoid being awkward for the sake of you two being alone for a few days. 

“Y/n, please forgive me,” Felix said out of nowhere as he opened the fridge. 

“What? Why?” You asked having a puzzled look, trying to drink some water after an exhausting playing in the water with him. 

“I think I packed some ingredients only enough for one meal, we don’t have something to eat for dinner,” He said which made you burst out the water from your mouth, splashing everything square on his face. 

“I’m sorry?” You said, coughing in between as he took some table napkins, wiping his face. “Oh right, I only packed snacks,” You added as a hand landed on your face in your disappointment. 

“Right,” He sighs. “We should go to the convenience store a block from here,” 

“Is there?” You asked. 

“Yeah, but we should hurry, it’s almost dark,” He smiled kissing your cheek, “I’ll change clothes first yes?” 

“Okay,” You said quietly. 

You swear it’s normal for you and Felix to kiss each other’s cheeks like a couple, but the beating of your heart started to tell otherwise. He disappeared on the second floor leaving you dumbfounded at the kitchen island. Earning a goofy smile on your face, it didn’t take a while before slapping your cheek to prevent feeling the feelings you shouldn’t have. A sigh escaped your lips, trying to calm yourself down, it’s going to be a long 3 days at the penthouse anyway. 

Ending up on the streets at 6 pm, you and Felix walked side by side, talking about what happened at the beach this afternoon. It was fun and everything, it felt like you were back as kids playing by the shore. He picked a few seashells before you could leave to change clothes, but hunger devoured you two as you take the way towards the convenience store a few minutes away. It was quiet, a few cars had passed by, streetlights were all open and birds started to fly home. Felix held your hand, intertwining your fingers. It wasn’t a big deal, it isn’t. 

You rubbed the back of his hand, Felix loved the comfort, and unknowingly, his lips planted a soft kiss on your forehead. A smile was formed on your face, that was just a gesture of being friends, which he did a few times before, you thought. The night was steady, bright stars were illuminating the sky with the moon resting with them. It’s one of your favorite times of the day, a nice stroll at night can be relaxing at times, but with Felix, it seems warmer than before. 

“What should we cook?” Felix asked, scanning the shelf filled with varieties of food. 

“I was suddenly craving ramen,” You said, taking a pack of noodles, and reading the label. 

“Should we get milk and ice cream as well?” 

“And kimbap too, please! Oh and kimchi, and eggs,” 

“You want samgyupsal as well?” 

“Get everything!” 

“Alright then,” 

Snickering at the thought, you left the store carrying at least three bags filled with food. Aside from taking all the ingredients for a meal, others came out to be midnight snacks for movie nights. You were both eating ice cream as you made your way back to the penthouse when a bunch of lights suddenly caught your eyes from afar. It was too blurry, but you could sense a Ferris wheel as a landmark. One that was huge enough to capture one’s attention, rolling slowly. 

“They have an amusement park here?” You asked. 

“Yeah, they’re open every day,” Felix answered already finishing his ice cream, and went to bite the cone. 

“Can we go? Tomorrow?” You asked again with pleading eyes which you know, Felix can’t resist. 

“You know I’d yes to everything Y/n,” Felix chuckled as you gave him a goofy grin. 

“I know,” You smiled. “So are you up for a movie night after dinner?” 

“Babe, you know I’d love to,” He smirked as you smacked his arm playfully. 

“Not your girlfriend by the way,” You roll your eyes, trying not to get flustered at the sudden pet name. 

“We’ll get there anyway,” He muttered to himself which you didn’t get. 

“Did you say something?” You asked, devouring the remains of your ice cream. 

“I’m hungry!” 

“You just ate ice cream!” 

“No, I’m still hungry!” 

The sizzling sound of food being cooked made you both even famished, the ice cream didn’t help as much and Felix was the one being the cook for the night. You stared at his back facing your direction as you wait by the counter. The smell was so good, enough to have your mouth water. He told you to stay back when both of you decided to take turns in cooking. But you ended up standing beside him as you watch him cook. His facial expression was serious enough to make it clear in your visions that Felix is one hell of a fucking handsome young lad. His black locks fall naturally to cover his forehead that the others reached his eye level. Perfect nose and luscious lips that you wanted to kiss, and most of all his freckles were like stars illuminated with sunshine. 

Why didn’t I notice his beauty before? You thought. He turned to smile at you, aware of how you stared at his side. It made his heart go crazy in the process yet he tries to hide it away. 

“Felix,” You called. 

“Yeah?” He asked, serving the food on the counter. 

“I know you cook so well, but wouldn’t be a waste if you wouldn’t share them with the love of your life?” You asked, taking a seat before he could feed you a spoon full of his delicious cooking. 

“I already did,” He said having a smug expression before you could choke. Felix panicked at the sight and grabbed a glass of water. Your hands immediately took it out of his hand and drank, feeling the heat of your cheeks. “I thought you’d laugh,” He said rubbing his nape, feeling embarrassed as the other hand started to caress your back, “I’m sorry,” 

“It’s okay,” You said, coughing in between. “I will choose you even if I had a boyfriend,” 

“Isn’t that going to hurt?” Felix asked. 

“You came to me first before everyone, aside from my parents of course,” You smiled. “Besides, even if I did get into a relationship, you’d be the first one to know everything,” 

“Well, that would be great then,” He said before kissing your forehead. “Let’s eat now okay?” 

That night became unusual on your behalf, a supposed to be a normal night spending it with your best friend, eating dinner with him as you ended up washing the dishes as we wash up for the movie night. It was how he wrapped his arm around your back while resting your head on his shoulder, cuddling on the couch while watching a movie. Sometimes his fingers ended up on your hair, playing with them before placing a soft kiss on the top of your head. You wanted to ask what’s going on, it keeps bothering your head. It didn’t even reach 24 hours yet but why are you feeling so different in this place? 

The movie was almost done as you could feel your eyes getting heavy as well. Felix felt you were leaning closer to him as that’s when he realized you fell asleep. A small gentle smile appeared on his lips, stroking your hair as he lowered the volume of the film. Dragging the duvet to cover you, Felix hummed the tune of your favorite song and sang a few lines, enough to make it a lullaby. Placing another kiss on the top of your head, you smiled in your sleep feeling the coziness. 

“Sleep tight, love,” He said. “I’ll see you in the morning,” He smiled, pulling the duvet for his body, resting his head above yours, and fell asleep. Meanwhile, you waited for him to be completely passed out before placing a soft kiss on the cheek. 

“Love you,” You whispered. 

Morning came in a split second as the rays of sunshine entered the living room, giving light and hints that it was already a new day. Felix was already awake as you were left on the couch, getting it all by yourself. Smelling the sweet scent of pancakes, you jolted out of it and went to the kitchen. You saw two empty plates being settled on the counter as Felix’s back was facing you again. The urge to give him a back hug will ruin the morning, you always wanted to hug him from behind, but not without a special reason. You never did it once anyway, and neither did he. 

“That smells nice,” You said. 

“That’s a good morning to you,” He answered, turning around, placing the pancakes on each plate before clicking your forehead. 

“Oww,” You chuckled. “Good morning then,” 

“Sure,” He shrugged. “Now eat so we could go to the amusement park,” He smiled as you kissed his cheek and devoured your food. 

You wore your best outfit that will match the amusement park theme, Felix thought you were pretty. A dress that delivers your visuals and sense of fashion. He blushed at the thought of you wearing matching headbands with him which you did the moment you both entered. The stall where they sell cute clothes and other accessories caught your attention first as you dragged your best friend along. Even, he loved the idea of wearing them. 

“You’re so cute,” You giggled taking out your phone to take a few pictures with different poses. “Cat ears suit you,” You added making him flustered. 

“Oh come on,” He laughed. 

“What? It’s cute,” You teased as he covered his face. 

“Cute cute Lixie,” You cooed before taking a picture of him being embarrassed. “I’ll show this to your mom when we get home,” 

“Hey!” He whines, sticking out your tongue at him. 

“Let’s go,” You said ignoring his tantrums, holding his hand, intertwining your fingers. 

Although it gave Felix a sense of electricity, he was going to keep that heartfelt moment by himself, tightening his grip on your hand. You smiled at him as the blood rushes to his cheeks, making him flustered even more. It has been a while since the last time you went to an amusement park, high school wasn’t hectic as college, and at that time, he wasn’t alone with you. Felix was dragged with Hyunjin and Jeongin as you were with Seungmin and Jisung. He wanted to try to go on a date with you, and this would be the perfect timing. 

The first ones were the bumper cars where he managed to beat you when he knows he’s a better driver than you are. He had to brag about it as you kept rolling your eyes playfully after losing. You were both laughing each time your cars collided, one that produces sincere enjoyment. A beautiful moment where Felix loves the sight of you being happy. Or that moment when you decided to bring him to the merry-go-round, sitting on the two horses going up and down side by side. You were like two kids enjoying the park, wanting to play all day. Felix wouldn’t mind spending it with you, but only you. 

“Do you want to go to the Horror House?” He asked after the merry-go-round. 

“Are you sure you can handle it?” You smirked. 

“They’re just people wearing costumes, it can’t be that bad,” He said full of confidence when ended up being the one who screams the loudest between you two. You’re not really a fan of entering horror houses like this, but you always wanted to try and scream on jumpscares. But your best friend is the one screaming at the top of his lungs while having his arms locked with yours. You would just laugh at his misery yet he looks so cute. “I’m not going back in there.” 

“Says the one who wanted to go,” You said pretending to cough. 

“Hey, I was just practicing screaming,” He defended. 

“Whatever floats on your boat, Felix,” You answered, rolling your eyes playfully. 

“Pfft, I hate you,” He said with a pout being formed on his lips. 

“I love you too,” You laughed. “Where’s next?” 

“Ferris wheel or the photo booth?” He asked, pointing in each direction to where they were located. 

“Ferris wheel then we’ll go for the photobooth after, and let’s get ice cream before we go home!” You said hugging his arm excitedly as he chuckled at your cuteness. 

“Sure hun, but let’s try with claw machines later, you forgot? They’re your favorite,” He said. 

“Oh, yeah, how could I? Let’s go?” You asked but before he could give some answer, you immediately dragged him towards the line for the Ferris wheel ride. 

Felix took out his phone the moment you reached the top, watching the sea view from the windows. You were too indulged that you didn’t notice he’s been taking candid pictures of you. He learned a lot from Seungmin and Hyunjin’s photography skills, each of them filled with warm smiles and amusement. Sincere admirations of how beautiful the place was. It felt like it was the first he brought you to the penthouse where all he could see was you being the most endearing person who loves to see and appreciate their surroundings. 

He couldn’t take it anymore, falling in love with you is one of the hardest decisions he ever made. Too afraid to tell anyone, too scared for you to find out, and too risky for your friendship. He always treasures it as if it’s way more important that a billion-dollar piece of jewelry. Every beat of his heart is starting to feel different, the oftenness of blood rushing on his cheeks, being flustered every time you kiss his cheek, he even felt the one you did last night. He’s confused about why you did it, was it meant to be just friends or the other way? The urge to kiss you inside the cabin as you sat down beside him, holding his hand came to wrap his system. But he couldn’t, you might not like it. 

“It’s way too beautiful in here, the view is so breathta一” But you were immediately cut off when you felt his lips crash onto yours. Your eyes went wide at the sudden collision, a moment of spark and electricity, something foreign and unexpected. It would be illegal to kiss your best friend without feelings but ever since the time you started appreciating more than one is making sense. It wasn’t that time when you arrived for a vacation, but every intimate moment feels like it is something more. 

Being flustered as you are, his lips tasted like cherries, the flavor of his lip balm. They were soft and warm, so delicate and gentle for a kiss. His eyes were closed, feeling the intimate moment but his fantasy ended like a blink of an eye when you pulled away, covering your mouth, eyes wide open and extremely flustered about what happened. Felix realized what he did, a hint of guilt surfaced all over his face as he hid behind his palms. 

“Oh, shit,” He hissed under his breath, getting out of the cabin as soon as the ride was done. “Y/n! Wait!” He called and ran after you. 

You didn’t know why your feet dragged you out of the park, taking the street to the penthouse, thinking about what just happened. It was embarrassing and so sudden, but you couldn’t deny that the feeling was euphoric to the fact that you like it. Why are you running? Because of Felix, you didn’t know how to respond, nor reciprocate the kiss. It was too sweet and innocent. Something that will drive you crazy and is already driving you crazy. Heat can be felt in both cheeks and ears, and it’s just 10 in the morning. 

Taking a few foods in the fridge enough to cater you until the evening had you contemplated locking yourself inside your shared room. Felix arrived a few minutes after you did and didn’t able to catch a glimpse of your flustered face. He cursed under his breath, regretting the gesture he made. But floating in the same boat as you, he liked the kiss, he loved it so much. Yet, it has begun to be awkward living alone with you in that penthouse. He sat on the couch, taking a deep sigh as he ran his fingers through his black locks, worried about you. Taking his phone, Felix apologized and asked if you were okay, it took a while before you read it. 

There were no hard feelings toward Felix, he’s your best friend after all. You just didn’t know what to do as you were walking back and forth trying to calm yourself down, worried about his reaction to why you did that. You can blame him for kissing you, but you can blame yourself for acting stupid when it’s mutual. A deep sigh escaped your lips as you peeked through the door, watching your best friend spacing out as he waited for you. Yet, you didn’t dare to do so, not, until the night fell. 

Felix ate lunch alone, he texted you again to come down so he could cook dinner but no reply from you. Hence, he found himself sitting outside by the shore, watching the small waves crash on his feet. It was a little bit dark, a lamppost, and the lights from the penthouse were the only ones giving the place brightness. Felix hugged his knees, having deep thoughts. He couldn’t get it out of his mind, mostly, you. There was never a time when Felix had to pretend to be something he is not, he truly loves you dearly. He likes you the first time you smile at him and he loves you the first time you become his friend, his feelings grow every time you’re being sweet or just seeing you being you. The person he always loves to spend his life with. Each smile meant happiness, each hug meant reassurance and each kiss on the cheek meant affection. He can’t find it from someone else, just you. 

Each tick of the clock had you contemplating what to do, Felix was out there in the cold. You couldn’t bear being a coward anymore. Taking his jacket from his bag, you rushed outside to see him yet you were hesitating to come closer. Another deep sigh escaped your lips as your feet started to drag you towards him, slowly spreading his jacket to wrap it around his back making him flinch on his spot. He immediately looked up and see you, giving him this small, embarrassing smile with a hint of guilt in it. 

“Thanks,” He said quietly as you sat down beside him. 

“I’m sorry about what happened,” You said, hugging your knees. “I was just surprised, what I did was so embarrassing and out of my mind.” 

“That’s nothing to be sorry about, I was the one who did it first, I’m sorry,” He said when you held his hand, it was nothing before, but now it’s already feeling the warmth and ease. 

“I’m sorry,” You said, trying to reassure but Felix just hung his head low. 

“Y/n, it’s fine, alright? You did nothing wrong, it’s normal to react like that when you didn’t know that I like you,” Felix snapped as you sighed loudly. 

“Yes, I know it’s normal,” You said. “But hear me out first why I did it,” Felix fell into silence as you licked your lower lip, biting it from being nervous. “Okay, I was stunned, I ran away not because I didn’t like it, it’s because I fucking feel the same way too. I just didn’t know how to handle the situation Felix, I love you,” 

Felix had his eyes fell in your direction as he stared at you for a while, but he stood up so suddenly and was about to go back inside when you followed him, grabbing his wrist, pulling him for a kiss. He didn’t hesitate to rest his hand on your cheek while the other one wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to his body. Unlike the way he kissed you in the cabin, the current one felt desperate and longing for something like this to happen. It was an intimate kiss, one that doesn’t feel like you’re just friends, he wanted to be something more for you. Somebody who’s not a friend anymore. 

Yet again it was warm and delicate, his cherry-flavored lip balm was still present, you knew he applies it a few times. He bit your upper lip, gently sucking it before kissing you again. You shared heavy breaths as you both deepened the kiss, arms around each other, it tasted good. The ticklish sensation of him smiling between made you end it with a prolonged kiss, as your foreheads rest against each other. 

“I love you too, Y/n,” He said quietly, hugging you as you smiled. You buried your face in the crook of his neck as you stayed in each other’s arms for a while. 

“Do you want dinner? I’ll cook,” You said as he gave you a nod, suddenly carrying you in bridal style on the way back inside. “Hey!” You laughed. 

“My lovely Y/n will cook dinner for me anyway,” He chuckled as he put you down in front of the built-in stove, hugging you from behind. 

“How am I supposed to do this when you’re like that?” You said as he gave a quick kiss on your temple. 

“I’ll behave, I’ll behave,” He laughed as he continued to cuddle you while cooking. “Should we go back to the amusement park tomorrow to continue our date?” 

“I would love to,” You said, craning your neck before placing a soft kiss on his cheek. 

Another day at the amusement park where you resumed taking the claw machines and photo booth. You wore the matching headbands you bought yesterday as you decided to stroll around, ignoring the rides you’ve been through, Felix dragged you to the claw machines. The machine had lots of different plushies, other contained new phones and a bunch of tickets in exchange for other goods. You wanted a penguin plush, enough to fill your collection in your apartment, you went in first as Felix started to massage your shoulders for support. 

“You can do this, baby,” He said before you could insert some coins and went to press the button, taking the clutch. You tried to be careful as possible, pointing the claw towards the penguin push and finally pressing the button to get it. But you know this machine is cheating, the metal was too slippery to take one. A pout surfaced on your lips, failing at the task. Felix gave you a small peck and went to proceed for the sake of your wants. 

“You’re so sweet,” You chuckled as he inserted the coins. 

“Only to you,” He said giving you a smug smile, earning the penguin plush and dropping it on the box. “Easy,” He bragged, taking it away and giving it to you. 

“Awe, thank you so much!” You squealed at the cuteness both him and the plush possessed. Earning a kiss on the cheek from you, Felix got flustered again. 

“You’re making me blush,” He squeaked as you laughed at him. 

“Aren’t I always?” You smirked as he stole a quick, giving you a smug look after.  “I hate you!” You said playfully. 

“I love you too,” He laughed. “Which one’s next?” 

“Photo booth or Ice cream?” 

“Photo booth!” He squealed as he dragged you with him making you laugh. 

You both sit together inside, trying different filters and picture designs. There were also customized doodles you could use. Felix let you decide, it was the doodles for you. You drew cat ears for him while dog ears were for you. All pictures were produced as four cuts and both of you didn’t waste the opportunity to get as much as you like. You tried different poses, hugging in the first picture, being cuddly in the second one, both your eyes closed while doing a flower pose in the third one, and kissing one’s cheek in the fourth one. The other four cuts had different concepts, but everything was so cute which came to be Felix’s type. 

You spend a little while inside the booth unknown with the crowd of people waiting outside for their turn. It was careless at first but you enjoyed your time inside. A summer vacation that turned into a romantic date didn’t come out to be so bad, when in fact, you were happy that it was your best friend. You went out a few minutes after the last 4-cut was dismissed, Felix had to take it out as you went away for ice cream. 

“Wow, those are cute,” You said as Felix showed them to you. 

“Yeah, I like this one the most,” He said giving you the very first 4-cut you took. 

“Me too, it looks fresh, and the kiss on the cheek gave the highlight,” 

“You think so?” He asked. 

“Yeah, look at you being flustered,” You said pointing it out to tease him when he just laughed it out. 

“There you are again, always making me blush,” He whines playfully when you smacked his arm lightly. 

“And there you are again, being cute that makes my heart melt,” You said as he went to peck your lips. “Stop, you’re driving me crazy!” You laughed. 

“Likewise babe,” He winked as he ran towards the ice cream stall leaving you dumbfounded. But shaking your head at the thought, a big smile formed on your face before you followed him. “Do you want chocolate or strawberry?” 

“Strawberry for me!” 

“One chocolate and strawberry please~” 

Taking a bench to sit after a tiring stroll, both you and Felix devoured your ice cream watching the people come and go. Couples are taking pictures, children enjoying kid-friendly rides as their parents watch them, and vendors from each stall had plenty of customers, it was a bright day at the amusement park. You were happy Felix took you there to see everything and perhaps enjoy a few days of summer. 

“We’re going home tomorrow right?” You asked. 

“Yeah,” Felix sighs as he noticed the excess cream at the edge of your lips. “You want to stay longer?” 

“Can we? I mean, we still have like a few weeks before the new semester right?” You asked again as he smiled, taking your cheeks in his hands before placing a soft kiss at the corner of your lips, before feeling his tongue licking the cream. 

“We can stay for a while,” He smirked pulling away making your heart go crazy. 

“I swear Felix, I’m going to scream,” You laughed as he did it again. “You’re such a tease,” 

“I know right, can I have your hand please?” He asked as you titled your head, wondering why. Felix offered his hand as you placed yours on his palm. He suddenly took out a ring made out of napkins from the ice cream stall and slid it on your finger. “Remember the song Paper Rings from our road trip a few days ago? You’re the one that I want and I’d like to marry you even with paper rings,” 

“And I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this?” You chuckled, admiring the braided napkins wrapping on your ring finger. “Felix, you never fail to make me smile, you’re so sweet. Oh my gosh, I love you so much,” You added, hugging him tightly. 

“Anything for you, baby,” He smiled, hugging you back. “And I swear, I love you the most,” 

“Ah, Felix,” You called. 

“Yes?” He asked, not pulling away from the hug. 

“I hope your mom wouldn’t mind if we pull our beds next to each other? A single bed won’t fit us both so I一” 

“You want to sleep next to me?” He asked, looking at you as he pulls away. 

“Yeah, I wanted to hug you when I sleep, just like the movie night,” You said, blushing at your statement which made Felix chuckle in response before placing a peck on your lips. 

“She wouldn’t mind, and I would love to!” 

REBLOGGING AND LEAVING A FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED.

©️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑.

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[exosmutfactory]

Double Trouble: DECISIONS 💕

A/n: No smut; for this part at least 💕

Part 1| Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | PRE 10 [💕✓] | Part 10 |

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networks — @/superm-net @/bbh-net 

pairing — Hyun & You

word count — 386

genre — romance, domestic!au, husband! (💕) Hyun

category — fluff(??), mutual pining 💕

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⏰✴ Double Trouble Tag List: ☀⏰

@to-all-the-stories-i-love @you-n-me-e-e @insta1010 @bellamendoza @bbhflrt @weirdoome @marovekian1 @pearliejoy @loey0491 @__jxnnx3 @soonvivi @jairahxelle @dynqstyna @xuxibelle

“Make me make—BAD DECISIONS.”

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You had talked for a few years, dated for a while, and—as recently as 2 years ago, been married to the love of your life: Hyun.

You still remember the day you met. The overnight flight, stuffy conference room, and brief introductions. His broad shoulders, kissable lips, and bright brown eyes. A sharp three-piece suit, honey toned skin, and a confident stride. He immediately caught your eye, but he was an associate of the company that your own boss was interested in collaborating with. Unreachable. Completely off limits. You knew better than to mix work with pleasure.

But he was so charming. Always a gentleman. He opened doors for you and never looked down on you, knowing full well that you were his equal in the field. A woman worthy of her position after the many years it took you to get there. He listened to you: your marketing ideas and operational insight. The thoughts that swam laps around your mind.

Contract coworkers became acquaintances. Acquaintances became good friends. He drove across 4 districts to pick you up when your car broke down in the middle of the road. He pulled you back from the crosswalk when a truck ran the red light. He was a listening ear for you on the nights that you couldn’t hold the weight of the world on your shoulders all by yourself. And you did the same for him. Tenfold.

Over the years, you laughed at each other’s jokes, leaned on each other’s shoulders, and grew not only as individuals, but as a team. A pair. A couple of 9 to 5, caffeine high, and sleep deprived people who somehow figured out everything right. Not perfect, but for the both of you? Just right.

It wasn’t love at first sight. Sparks didn’t immediately fly. It was slow. Gradual. Continuous. Endless. Then one day, he looked over at you from across his living room and said, “I’d like to hang out with you for my whole life.”

Things have always been steady with Hyun. You both built a foundation together. A sturdy structure of mutual love, trust, and respect. Dating a business partner is not always a great decision—it’s more often than not a bad decision, but you wouldn’t have the life you’ve built with him any other way.

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Part 1| Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | PRE 10 [💕✓] | Part 10 |

A/n: I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things. This drabble will have a smutty part 2, I just didn't want to tackle it all in one day and I didnt want to wait to post this little thing.

Life is better. School is going great. I finally found my 'creative vision' again after months of healing. I've found myself again, and with that, I'm ready to begin sharing my bbh stories with the world again.

And oh shit it's MAY 6TH IN THE US. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAEKHYUN! 🎉🎊🎀🎁🎂🎈💕💖💗💘💝💞💟💓

Happy summer vacation to the students out there too. See you loves, hopefully, again soon 💗💖💞💕

#baekhyun romance #bbh-net #supermnet #baekhyun fluff #baekhyun fanfiction #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun ff #Double Trouble

[pajarinwrites]

EXO recs

directory | general masterlist

✨ favourites

OT9 / Multi

an adventurer's guide to romance ✨ @guardians-of-exo & @softly-savage-mint-yoongi i'm not giving up hope that they'll still post Jongin, Jongdae, and Baekhyun TT, fantasy!au, i haven't read all of them yet but yixing and yeol are so good i refuse to believe any of the others could disappoint

EXO Mall ✨ @yehet-me-up i don't know why everyone and their mother does EXO series, but i am definitely not complaining, junmyeon's was adorable, xiumin's is brilliant, i'm sure the others are just as great

EXO as Rich Kids @spacequokka EXO has more group series than every other group combined, every time i find a good fic it's part of a series like what? so far i've read jongdae's it's super cute

Xiumin

don't call it a love song (EXO mall series) ✨ @yehet-me-up 16.8k deserves it's own mention bc music nerd minseok?? rocker minseok?? bookstore owner!reader??? it's like this thing was written specifically for me, i ate this shit up it was so cute, their interactions were so cute, probably my favourite idiots2lovers ff, the snow scene, the singing scene, the dancing scene, the everything scene, minseok being a simp regularly, there is no fault in this ff, i'm gonna stop now i could keep going god help me

burning bridges @kwanisms 1.5k this hurt me, it's angst, it's not exactly happy, the synopsis tells you as much but every time i still read it and think maybe, maybe...

Suho

the meet cute (EXO mall series) @yehet-me-up 4.5k also deserves it's own mention, dilf!junmyeon??? how does writer know all of my favourite things in the world?? TT the antique store thing suits our leader so well, why is he so attractice? and his sungmin is super cute argh, i have beef with this ff because why is it so short TTTTT

Lay

you work too hard @cxsmicmyeon 0.7k just some domestic fluff with workaholic yixing, i'm projecting so hard onto this fic omg

extraordinary ✨ (an adventurer's guide to romance) @softly-savage-mint-yoongi & @guardians-of-exo 10k apothecary!yixing, yixing with glasses(!!!!!!), he's so sweet in this, they're both so cute, it's one of my favourites of the series so it deserves a special mention here

Baekhyun

inquiring minds @papermatisse 2.7k professor!baekhyun, i don't know what is up with exo-ls but y'all always find my most absolute favourite au versions for the boys like fr what's going on, anyway, this was soo freaking good! i read a professor one about woozi (svt) that was trying to do what this ff did but...., and now i get to read the concept executed perfectly, i'm screaming ugh

Chen

disclaimer: these are obviously works of fiction and they take place in non-canon universes. we all wish jongdae and his family only the best, duh. if you're uncomfortable with reading ff about him, skip ahead. me, personally, i'd like to keep a little delulu corner in my daydreams available for him &lt;3

CEO!Jongdae ( EXO as Rich Kids series) @spacequokka 0.5k it's so short TT but it's super sweet, the last line really got me, too

Chanyeol

kissed barely awake @irregular-idol-imagines 0.6k this confused me but it was so cute and fluffy that i didn't really care tbh

the doctor will see you now @kwanisms 4.5k this was kinda unhingend, in the best way possible, that's a high compliment in this context, incubus!yeol? i didn't think i'd like that premise but i did, i loved the slight horror aspects, the ending?? and how it linked back to the beginning? borderline genius, chapeau

D.O.

spellbound ✨ @whimsical-ness 6.7k ahhh this is soooo good, their dynamic is so nice, kyungsoo is such a freakin' cutie i cannot, and the other member cameos are so fitting ugh i love this so much

but you're warm... @kwanisms 0.5k ew this is so cute, i love cuddly, clingy kyeongsoo TT

Kai

movie night @galaxybam2 0.8k reading this taught me things about myself i'd have preferred not to know. enjoy, sluts (affectionately)

Sehun

spellbound @navellera 6k this doesn't feel like 6k, it was over in the blink of an eye, one of the only sehun ff i've read so far that i could actually stand, most of them (that i've looked at so far) have really weird writing in that the author puts weird sentences in a row that feel disconnected and irrelevant to one another sometimes, this one didn't have that, also, i've been looking for some hogwarts!exo and this really scratched that itch

#rin's exo recs

[goonerjoon]

Hello! Can you write a new yandere baek x pregnant reader? Let Baekhyun be soft sometimes and take care of s/o and the baby. I dream that he love her belly. 🥺 Angst + a little fluff things please!

yes, here you go!! I don't know if the angst is really angst cause idk I got caught up in the fluff lol 😳 like the whole thing is fluff w a lil bit of nsfw. but this id say is set between the first n second installment so reader isn't pregnant with their next baby yet, this is just the tidbits in the middle before and after they have the baby. i envision this is how baekhyun acts when reader stays in line and doesn't do anything they arent supposed to.

a sleeping blue secret

yandere Baekhyun/pregnant reader | fluff | angstish? idk if it counts as angst sorry | pregnancy kink kinda | idk preg belly kink?/tummy kink (is that a thing??) | domestic fluff | shaving | brief pussy eating

Baekhyun wrapped his arms around you from behind as you rocked the baby, they looked up at you with wide eyes and a pretty smile on their face. He looked over your shoulder wagging his finger at your child as they started to giggle uncontrollably. You turned your head pressing a light kiss to his cheek getting his attention, he pulled you closer to him as he spun you around before taking your face in his hands kissing you softly.

Before you had had the baby Baekhyun spoiled you rotten he still did but even more so. His hands had always been somewhere on your stomach rubbing at the stretch marks along your sides, making sure to kiss your belly button before bed. When he'd get home from work he'd rest his head on your belly waiting for the baby to kick, it didn't always happen but when it did any stress from the day would wash right off him. He'd bathe you to his lips running across the whole expanse of your body, gentle in all the ways that first made you fall for him. After you'd get out of the bath he'd rub lotion all over you making jokes about how you looked like a lubed-up seal, he always knew how to make you laugh, how to make all of your worries wash away.

In bed, he'd bite at your toes teasing you, slowly he'd make his way up your body reaching your core where you were how and wet. He'd take his time licking and sucking anywhere his tongue could reach until you'd beg for him to get on with it. Always he'd say just how demanding you are before going down on you with the ferocity of a man starved. His tongue besides his cock was your favorite part of him he could make you come faster than you ever could alone or with someone else. Baekhyun wouldn't even fuck you after you came for him he knew just how much it wrung out of you so he'd let you fall asleep pressing open-mouthed kisses to your thighs and tummy, but every morning without fail you'd wake up with him already inside of you.

Times had been good but after you had the baby you had started to feel insecure. Baekhyun started to pick up all of the hours he had missed before at work and it hadn't helped how you already felt about yourself. Eventually, it had all come to a head a month after your child has been born. You'd accused him of cheating on you, screaming at him until the baby had woken up crying, the noise too much for them. He had rushed to the baby immediately to soothe them but you had stepped in his path pushing him away, then you had then ran to the bedroom barricading you and the child in. He'd begged you to open the door but you hadn't listened, you thought he had been lying to you when you were most vulnerable. You weren't beautiful like he wanted anymore, too chubby, too hairy, too dirty and tainted not smooth and young like before.

For two days you had been locked in the room and every day without fail Baekhyun would make breakfast, put lunch in the fridge, and dinner when he got home. You only left the room when he wasn't home but blocking yourself off from him had only made it worse for you. When you finally left the room he'd broken down instantly reaching for the baby, he'd cradled them in his arms cooing at them telling them just how much he had missed them. You had instantly felt bad knowing just how much he cared for you and his child, of course, you were punished but after he reassured you that he loved you no matter how you looked, even if you stopped shaving forever or you got chubbier, he didn't care as long as he had you and the baby. Baekhyun had then laid between your legs kissing your stomach, telling you whether or not there was a baby in you you would always be his favorite, his number one, and always his utmost priority.

These moments were your favorite even despite the hardships you both had faced because it proved to you just how much Baekhyun loved and cared for you two. How if you decided you wanted even more children he'd take care of you all making you all feel loved.

Even now as you watched him lean down kissing the baby on their little head, tufts of hair tickling his nose you knew he did everything for a reason. Did it all just for you, just so you'd be completely safe and didn't have to worry about a single thing. The people around you had only wanted to hurt you and if you had stayed they would've taken the baby without a doubt but with Baekhyun he let you keep everything you wanted shielding you away from the world, away from harm.

Baekhyun was your world just as you were his and your child's, that's what made you love him because he was your knight just as much as you were his princess.

#baekhyun #exo baekhyun #byun baekhyun #exo #baekhyun smut #yandere baekhyun #baekhyun x you #baekhyun x reader #smut #drabble #exo smut #tw kidnapping #yandere #baekhyun fanfic #x reader #exo fluff

[archernarbeta]

Baby, You’re it

✴︎ pairing : Baekhyun x Reader

✴︎ genre : domestic!au, non-idol!baek, angst, fluff, comfort

✴︎ summary : all relationships has its fall-outs, what happens if yours had gone on for months, swept under the rug?

✴︎ warning : childhood trauma, negligence (not by baek), cursing

✴︎ word count : 2.8K

✴︎ author’s note : hii ಥ∀ಥ It’s archie here! This is my first fanfic in years and I really hope that you guys like this! Please do leave comments because I feel there’s so much room for improvements ಥ‿ಥ Thank you so much for stopping by!

You sighed for the fifth time in the last two minutes, eyes never leaving the kitchen floor. Your knuckles had turned white as your hands gripped the cold marble table top of the kitchen island, the moment felt like eternity. You steadied yourself, propping most of your weight to the table, feeling like you could lose your balance if you lose your grip

He watched you, holding his own breath, trying to control his emotions. Clearly, this wasn’t working like he expected it to be. He opened his mouth, yet closed it again. He gave you a look, the one that drives you crazy every time you argue with him. The look consists of his droopy eyes, all sad and confused, perfectly drowning you alive in guilt. 

“Y/n,” he hesitantly squeaked with the tiniest voice possible. 

You gave him the slightest nod while your eyes were still glued to your baby pink fuzzy socks he gifted you years ago. It was totally worn-out, considering the amount of times you wore it over the years, yet it was still your favorite pair. 

You weren’t sure if this conversation is something you wanted to have, you never were in the first place. This exact conversation was something both of you purposely hindered for the past 6 months. Both of you felt that it wouldn’t end well, so you both avoided each other like a plague. 

—

It started during last year’s summer, you and Baekhyun decided that you’re in need of a refreshing holiday, preferably close to nature for a nice- healing 'breather', from your hectic lives. In which you both decided to stay over his cousin’s villa in Jeju, hence probably the first mistake. 

When his very nosy aunt knew you were coming, she was ecstatic. She made sure everything was perfect for the Byun family’s favorite couple. As soon as you stepped foot into his aunt’s house, she couldn’t stop pestering if the both of you will ever get married, given that you’ve been dating for 6 years. Baekhyun tried to stop her by saying that you’re both still young and not of age for marriage. However the conversation escalated into her prying if you were going to have kids, which was always a sensitive topic between the both of you. 

That summer, you left Jeju with a giant lump of guilt in your heart. 

The thing was, you never wanted to have kids because the concept of raising a child seemed so taunting to you. Well, you had your reasons. You were an only child unfavourably raised by two, neglecting, self-centered parents who didn’t bother to even look at you during the course of your life. Yes you had your fair share of wealth, coming from those two, but your childhood was a rough one. They ended up throwing you out when you entered high school, saying you were a nuisance, but the truth was, they were scared that one day you’d inherit their wealth. You ended up raising yourself throughout those years, figuring and finding your own way in the world while your two, selfish parents left you with nothing but lifetime trauma. 

But Baek? Hell, he loves kids. He was crazy with kids, he adored them with all his heart. You could see it when you visit his brother’s place. He wouldn’t stop playing with his niece and nephew, giving them piggyback rides and cracking up jokes to see smiles on their faces.

The silly little conversation with his aunt was the trigger of this snowballing issue because both of you were afraid to jeopardize the relationship. 

Baekhyun knew about your ‘child-free’ mindset and he was always a little bit disappointed about it. Even though he was well aware of your past, he just knew that you’d be a great parent. It was evident from the way you took care of him and those around you. So he thought that maybe, just maybe, you were willing to try. He was so sure that even with your stubborn head, you were willing to try, at least for him. 

He tried approaching you at first, to start the daunting topic between the both of you. He’d try to go home earlier and cook dinner for the both of you, catching up to your office for coffee breaks during lunch time, scheduling movie dates on the weekends and to the extent of peeking your calendar to find your day off. 

But you didn’t budge. 

You were so aware of his attempts that it broke your heart to see him trying like this, but you know you couldn’t give in. It would break you to give in. So you kept your distance with him. When he cooked dinner, you’d hurriedly thank him, clean up and leave the table as soon as you were done with your meal. You took up so many fashion projects that you were swamped the whole day, making you unable to leave the office for lunch break. You even scheduled photoshoots during weekends to avoid dates with him. 

But your boyfriend Baekhyun was a smart man. 

He knew. He was so well aware of what you were doing and it shattered him. But how could he leave you? He couldn’t even if he tried. How could he ever leave when you’re the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with? 

So he stopped trying. 

He didn’t do anything to even start the dreaded conversation. 

However, nothing changed. 

You still kept your distance, you were so scared of what’s to come that you didn’t even want to be in the same room as him. 

—

Yet here you are, feeling all lost and broken while eyes glued to the floor, finally having the conversation you fought so hard to avoid.

Oh y/n, jokes on you, you thought. 

“Y/n…look at me…” He sighed, trying to capture your attention again.

You frowned, holding back a wave of emotion. “No.” you replied.

“Christ, y/n”, he frustratedly ran his hands through his hair, 

“You need to talk to me… you-you need to talk to me so I know. I need to know what you want from me…If this is not what you want-“ 

“No, Baek.” you quickly snapped. “This, is not what I want. This conversation, is not what I want.” 

“Then why the hell have you been avoiding me for the past six months?! You acted like I was fucking invisible! I swear y/n-“

“I WAS SCARED OF LOSING YOU!” you faced him with your remaining strength, tears falling down your cheeks.

All hell broke loose. The dam had burst. You couldn’t hold it anymore. “I was scared, of losing you, Baek. I knew you wanted to have this conversation ever since we went home from your aunt’s… And-and I knew, I could never say yes to you-“ you sobbed hard.

You felt your legs giving up on you, as you slid down to the floor, “But your eyes, the glint of hopefulness in your eyes every time you try to talk to me, it scares the shit out of me.”

“It fucking scares me that I love you this much and I know it would never be enough because,” you catched your breath before continuing, “This-this trauma…I can’t ever give you what you want. We’re not even married for Christ’s sake…and I’m already depriving you of your future.”

Baekhyun could hear his heart shattering into pieces when the love of his life sprawled in tears, on the kitchen floor of their home. He stayed silent as he watched you sobbed before him. He was just as sad, empty and broken as you. For the first time in his relationship, he felt so helpless. It was so discerning, the feeling of not being able to help you, your trauma, it killed him inside. He felt it as hot tears began to leave tracks on his skin.

“I-I’ll leave…” you incoherently said through your cries, hands furiously wiping your tears away. “I’ll leave so give me time and I’ll-“

“What do you mean?” he clamored. “You’ll leave?! Why the hell are you leaving!” He raised his voice, louder than he let on. 

“You want kids, Baek! You want a family and you know damn well that I can’t give that to you! I can’t raise a goddamn child!” you snapped back at him,  pent up anger and pain seeping through every word.

“I can’t raise a child,“ you trembled, voice slowly going quieter by the minute. “Not when I can’t even heal myself through this shit…It’s been years and I still can’t.” you quivered, holding your head between your legs, hiding yourself from him. 

He couldn’t see you like this for another second, it pained him too much. As you broke down for the second time, he lowered his body and sat down to the space next to you. He tried approaching you as slow as possible and when he realized you didn’t evade his presence, he immediately engulfed you with his broad shoulders, embracing you as you cried. The comforting warmth instantly made you clung onto your boyfriend’s arm, your head rested on his shoulders. He cried with you silently, as he stroked your head, trying to calm you down.

“My baby,” he softly spoke, never letting go of his warm embrace. He kept stroking your head until your tears died down, hugging him calmed your heartbeat and both of you were much calmer.

“Y/n, love… would you mind hearing me out for a bit?” He shifted his position slightly to catch your eyes. You lift up your head to give your boyfriend a nod as he looks at you, eyes red and puffed like yours. 

He chuckled a bit, wiping the rest of your tears with his fingers. He gave you a peck on your puffy left eye and proceeded to kiss the other eye. He gave you an affectionate gaze before dropping another kiss on your forehead. He smiled at you warmly, it was his signature smile and you couldn’t help but smile back at him. Your boyfriend Baekhyun, never failed to  radiate his sunshine-like warmth.

“Love, listen to me okay?” 

“Hmm…” you hummed, answering him. 

“I’ve been thinking, lately, that I’m quite okay with being child-free. I thought I wanted kids, which maybe I still do but I get that not everyone wants kids,”  

“I’ve wrapped my head around it and I guess I’m kinda okay with not having kids,“ he continued, “or at least for now.” he lightly added with a small smile, reaching out to hold your hand.

You frowned a bit, opening your mouth to reply, before he beat you to it, “However I am ecstatic when I think of getting married to the right person.” he grinned while looking at your face.

“I’m not sure when this started but the thought of having a domestic lifestyle is so enrapturing to me. And no, it’s not the grand weddings and honeymoons that gets me excited. It’s the silly little things that I hope I get to do with my partner.” 

You smiled at his words, holding his hands a bit tighter than before.

“The usual weekly grocery shopping we have, the silly little fights about putting down the toilet seat cover that makes creases on your forehead, our mini movie nights in the comforts of our silly little apartment and hopefully taking care of a silly little puppy in the future…” he gave out a nervous laugh and you looked at him lovingly, slowly rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb.

“Babe, I’m so excited to learn even more about you as much as you learn about me during our Sunday brunch and afternoon walks, not as your boyfriend but as your husband. We could be stuck up in the apartment all day while it rains outside, you’ll be reading while I’ll sleep next to you. You could cook and I’ll wash the dishes, but of course, we could switch because, whatever works for you.” 

Plastering a giant smile on his face, “Maybe in the near future, you’ll ace driving so we can switch seats every now and then, I’ll ride shotgun while you race me to work!” you laughed at his remarks and lightly slapped his arm. Both of you are completely oblivious to the fact that you’re both seated on the floor below the kitchen island for the past hour. 

He continued with a more serious tone, “I know it seems like I went a little bit overboard on romanticising this domestic life, given the fact that people say it doesn’t really work that way,” he smiled sadly, looking at your intertwined hands. 

“We’ll end up being too tired, too selfish, too worn out to compromise. It scares me, really.”

Baekhyun looked at you again, your eyes met and it’s evident that his eyes held so much confidence in them, “But if finding the right person means waking up together, making coffee and pancakes in the morning, hell, maybe I’m willing to try, kids or no kids.” 

“We’ll have breakfast for dinner and ice cream for breakfast. Fuck. Baby, I’ll ask you to hold my hand when we ride rollercoasters because I’m a fucking coward, but you love me for it right?" He held your hand tighter and stroked your hair with his free finger while leaving pecks all over your head.

"I’m so ready to break plates when we fight, if it means we get to glue them back together again. You’ll probably scream and curse at me when I’m obnoxious but I might do the same when you ignore me.” He chuckled, his eyes glistened as emotions got a hold of him. You cupped the side of his face with one of your free hands. 

“It’s fine, I don’t mind as long as we hug it out. I promise I’ll laugh with you, cry with you and smile for you. The biggest smile on this face will only be for you. I know we’ve done some of these things now, but if being married to you means having this for the rest of my life with you, I’m so up for it” he finished, your foreheads touching, eyes never leaving one another. You couldn’t muster any response other than a choked-sobs and a hearty laugh. 

“Baek…” you tried, your voice failed you as you voice strained.

"Marry me," He suddenly suggested. You gasp at his spur-of-the-moment question.

"y/n...." He whined, holding both of your arms as he shook them. "You don't wanna marry meeeeee?" He piped, kinda scared of your reaction now. You giggled at your boyfriend's pleading eyes,

"No silly! Of course I'd marry you! I was taken a back, that's all..." as you titter at him. "Oh God- oh God..." He exhale in relief.

"Wait, I'm grabbing a ring-pop!" He stood up, opening one of the snack cabinets, "I hope you're okay with a strawberry ring-pop for now, I mean I know you'd be but... the ring order took so damn long okay?! I pre-ordered it 9 months ago! Anyways, I hope this would do for now." He babbled away as he ripped open the rock candy from its packaging to slid the plastic ring on your finger.

"Y-you, what?" You have been taken aback by this man in the course of minutes.

"Well- I need to tie the knot at some point..?" He scratched the back of his nape as he nervously grinned. "It took longer than a baby because I custom-made it yet they kept getting the order wrong.." He huffed. At this, you kissed his cheeks, a wordless form of your gratitude.

"I love it," you professed, "I love the ring-pop, the nine-month old custom-made ring, and I love you." You continued.

“Byun Baekhyun, Baek, Baby… I-I know this because from the start, I always knew, I don’t want to settle for less. I don’t want to grow up, leave university for a job and a hand in marriage, to have kids and end my life just like that.” you held your eye contact with him.

You smiled a bit, continuing, “I want love. The really raw kind that makes my heart beats crazy every time I see your eyes. I want the love that holds my hand so I don’t walk alone. The love that embraces me in the morning, and kisses me after a long day at work. The love that burns, the love that hurts. The selfish kind of love that I never have to let go. It sounds crazy right?” 

It’s apparent that your face changes while you tell him this, it’s a thing he loves about you. He never told you but every time you rambled on something you’re passionate about, you have this glow on your face and your eyes sparkles, shining enchantedly–he’s crazy for you for that. He looks at you lovingly, giving all his attention to you. 

“Baek, I’ve always wanted someone who loves me for me. I want someone who stays, not because they couldn’t leave but because they don’t want me to be alone, I want someone who hates leaving me alone because they love me that much. It’s selfish and, I-I’m so sorry… A thousand apologies might not cut it but the way that I don’t want kids, I can’t raise kids… It’s-“ you stuttered, trying to breathe.  At this, he rubbed your back to comfort you.

“It’s too much…for me to make a decision now, about kids. But baby, you’re it. You’re the one who loves me for me and I love you for that. You still gave me a thousand reasons to stay even though I thought I needed to leave you,” you’re back to a crying mess into Baekhyun’s arms. 

“I swear Byun Baekhyun, I’ll never leave. I’ll never let you be alone. I love you so much.” you whispered, smiling, as you tightly hugged him.

He smiled back letting go of his embrace on you, “Y/n, Baby. You’ve been ‘it’ since the first time I saw you. Do you think I’ll ever let you go?” 

He held your chin to face him, as he slowly leaned in, taking you into a kiss you’ve been postponing since the last 6 months. 

“I love you so much.” he paused before passionately kissing you again.

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[icequeenbae]

Winter Outside (m) BBH

Part of Series: Love Coach [Lev.1] (m)

Full Masterlist: Love Coach series masterlist

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

ITnerd!Baekhyun, established relationship, slice of life, fluff domestic af, smut

Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, s o f t

Word Count: ~1.8k

Author’s Note: Well HELLO my dear sweetheartsss~ I know I took a while BUT I am finally coming with an early Christmas gift to all of you LoveCoach!Baek lovers!! Trust me, it was worth waiting for winter to get this 🔥😊 Also yay for the 500+ of you following my crazy little blog, I'm very happy to welcome each and every one of you here. Lots of other things coming, so stick around and let's go along this journey together 💕 Also just 1.5 months until Baek comes back, what in the world am I gonna do?? Spontaneously combust??

P. S. This story is part of series tagged above. I recommend starting with the series, however, you can probably enjoy this as a separate piece:)

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Summary: Working from home would be much more comfortable if it wasn’t so damn cold in your apartment. But there’s two of you, and multiple ways to keep warm.

Network Tags: @superm-net @bbh-net @exo-writers-net

‘It’s not working, why isn’t it working?’ You grumbled, kicking the small heater with the tip of your fluffy house slipper.

An ‘ouch’ followed, and Baekhyun lifted his head to watch you jump on one foot.

‘Baby,’ he scolded, readjusting his computer glasses. ‘I told you, it’s out for good. The new one will arrive tomorrow.’

‘Tomorrow is a day too late! I’m going to freeze to death today,’ you exclaimed, still eyeing the non-functioning machine. ‘I haven’t been this useless since my intern years. We’ve spent what, half a day trying to fix this thing? Ugh!’

Turning around, you met his grinning eyes.

‘It’s not funny,’ you pouted, still stepping closer to him, as if he had a magnetic field around him. ‘You know I hate when it’s too cold.’

‘I know.’ He confirmed, lifting the heavy duvet off of his shoulder to invite you to his little cave. ‘You’ve been groaning all day.’

‘Damn right!’ You huffed, diving forward and sinking into his side just as he wrapped the comforter around you. ‘Oh my god, you’re so warm…’

He grunted as you curled into him, icy fingers digging into his waist.

‘Agh- do you have any blood flow in there?’ He nagged, putting his laptop down to cover your hands with his warm palms.

‘No,’ you mumbled, nuzzling the crook of his neck.

The ice-cold tip of your nose gave him a start.

‘Jesus, Y/N! Why are you all frozen already?’

You bellyached, digging deeper into his body in a quest for revitalizing warmth.

‘I told you, I can’t deal with these temperatures… And you’re a living heater,’ you added softly, pressing your lips to his hot smooth skin.

‘Y/N…’ Baekhyun sighed, glancing at his laptop. ‘I need to finish something real quick-’

‘No.’

You protested firmly, attaching yourself to him like a giant snuggly koala. The sound you made was probably just as scary.

Your boyfriend’s palm ran up and down your back slowly, and you shivered from the pleasurable sensation.

‘I promise to carry on my service as your heater right after I send out thi-’

‘Baek-hyun-n.’ Your voice was low, and he gulped, looking at his desktop almost in desperation.

The screen reflected in his lenses.

‘But this is important-’

‘Aren’t I important?’ You counterattacked.

It wasn’t that you had no respect for his job. But you knew he was way too responsible, and the prototype he was finishing up was probably due in another week, if not two. He could take his sweet time perfecting it tomorrow, after your heating was back up. Today, however, with your working hours well over, he needed to drop his bone and focus his attention on something else.

‘You’re the most important,’ he responded without hesitation, and you couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction. ‘But can I just-’

‘I need you,’ you muttered through a pout, and Baekhyun’s cache instantly cleared, all things IT erased at once.

It was a dirty trick, yes, but you didn’t care since your survival was at stake here. If he was the main source of warmth in this house, you weren’t going to share him with his laptop anymore. Letting him ‘finish up’ was out of the question as well. Knowing him… he’d stay on it for hours until he’d be ready to send it to his supervisor.

‘What is it, my little cinnamon bun?’ He snickered as you pinched his side for the mockery.

‘Make me warm,’ you demanded, arms still tight around his waist.

If there was a way to tangle, or melt yourself deeper into him, you would’ve gladly tried it.

Baekhyun shut his work laptop, barely able to move it to the nightstand with you gripping him with all you got. As soon as his precious PC was safely tucked away, his attention was on you again, and you felt his lips press to the crown of your head.

You murmured in response, moving your cheek up to look at him. His gaze met yours with more warmth, and you slowly sat up, braced by his arms. Not saying a word, you lifted your hand up to trace the rim of his glasses before removing them.

Baekhyun licked his lips in meek anticipation and stayed silent. His palms continued stroking your back leisurely, not allowing the cool air outside your cocoon to bite your skin.

You caressed his face before placing a playful smooch onto his cheek, eliciting a giggle. His arms were so snug and comfortable that you almost forgot about the winter outside, breathing his calming scent in and planting more featherlight kisses onto his skin.

‘Mmh, what’s this…’ Baekhyun’s question trailed off as your lips made contact with his, not colliding fully, only teasing.

His face followed yours, trying to gain more contact, and you moved down his jaw to leave a small mark on his sensitive neck. Soon giving into his attempts to catch your mouth, you leaned in for a kiss. An array of goosebumps ran up your spine while his tongue danced with yours. Your kiss was slow, dragged out, and you were almost sinking into this cozy mess of you and him and the thick warm covers around you.

‘B-Baek-hyun…’ You stuttered impatiently, inviting him to take matters into his own hands.

Lying back on the pillows with you still on top of his thighs, he lowered his hands from your back to your hips. You jerked them forward, pleasantly surprised by the flutter of his lashes and the hazy look in his eyes. He was always so quick to be affected.

‘Come ‘ere,’ Baekhyun whispered, and you bent forward to meet his lips again before he took his turn grinding on you.

This time, however, he held your hips steady to increase the friction. You let out a tiny whimper that nearly made him lose his mind. Noticing how strong his grip on you became, you swayed your ass again, amplifying the effect of his movements.

If you were to pay attention, you’d have noticed the instantaneous spike in temperature caused by your heated bodies. But at that moment, you were consumed by the firm grind of your hips and Baekhyun’s panting.

‘Shit,’ you gritted, biting your lip as you noticed the flush in his cheeks. ‘I really want to get down to it… But won’t we get cold without clothes?’

Baekhyun chuckled.

‘You think I won’t make you break a sweat without this hoodie?’ His hands, as if wanting to prove a point, quickly rid you of said clothing item.

Giving him a skeptical look as you fixed your hair afterwards, you shook your head.

‘The tee stays.’

‘As you wish,’ he agreed, coercing you into lying down next to him. ‘But the pants have to go.’

Gasping at the loss of your clothes, you quickly wrapped yourself around your loveable heater.

‘Babe, I need to take them off too…’ Baekhyun murmured as you nuzzled his neck again, trying to collect his warmth.

‘Just roll them down, who cares? I don’t care,’ you muttered, melting as his plump lips examined your skin.

‘Hm? I thought you hated clothed sex,’ he teased, reaching down to get rid of his sweats.

‘Now I’m preserving my life. Otherwise… who’d want to keep clothes on when their boyfriend has a body like that?’

‘Stop teasing,’ Baekhyun pouted, kicking his pants off under the duvet. ‘You know I haven’t been exercising properly while working remotely. And with the delicious food you’ve been feeding me…’

‘So? I’ve gained some weight too. More than ‘some’, even.’

Your hand found his length, making him gasp.

‘Not a fair comparison. It only made you… sexier,’ he sighed, and you snickered.

‘You think I don’t find you sexy?’

Squeezing his already hard cock, you watched him run his hand through his hair frantically. He was so easy.

‘Y/N…’ He latched onto your hip as you pressed his leaking tip to your folds and rubbed it against them languidly.

‘What? Eager to get to your workout?’ Your teasing was then interrupted by his impatient thrust.

Whimpering in surprise, you gripped his forearm to steady yourself. Baekhyun actually liked to start slow, giving you a taste of what those hips could do, and slow worked fine for you. Still wrapped around his waist, you enjoyed the heat of his body and opted to laze about, letting your boyfriend do all the work for tonight.

The position wasn’t the most comfortable, but you endured lying on your side, unwilling to interrupt the flow. Baekhyun’s hand crept under your (actually, his) shirt, exploring the curves of your body vigorously. Closing your eyes, you tensed your leg, pressing him closer to you. This was perfect. You were finally hot rather than cold, and your lover’s sporadic breaths in your ear only made you heat up further.

But Baekhyun had a different plan for you. Pulling you up to get you on top of his thighs, he gripped at your waist to hold you in place while thrusting.

‘Baek-’ You cried out, a sudden clench in your core catching you off guard.

He was getting you there so fast.

‘Fuck-’ He gritted, eyes tightly shut as he rammed into you at full speed.

‘Shit, don’t slow down…’ Whimpering, you went along with his pace, meeting his jerky movements halfway.

‘Agh- damn, Y/N-ie, you need to come right now, or else-’

‘Or what?’ You panted, breath uneven from the hits of his pelvis.

He growled, fucking into you with no mercy now, and you could only gasp for air with your release quickly approaching.

‘A- ah, god!’ You went into high pitch as the heaviness in your lower belly went off with an explosive orgasm.

Baekhyun sighed in relief, watching you get finished off by his hips, and focused on his own sensations. Before you regained understanding of your surroundings, he was holding onto you again and flooding your insides with warmth.

Both of you took the next few minutes to just breathe and wait for the whirlwind inside your bodies to die down. Baekhyun’s hands were back to caressing your spine, and you hummed content with your cheek pressed to his chest and arm hugging his shoulder.

The silence lasted strangely long, but neither of you were disturbed by it. Being in the position you were in now, you couldn’t be bothered to maintain the after-sex conversation.

Finally warm and comfy, you couldn’t help but blink sleepily as you looked up to face him. Baekhyun smiled down at you with that soft smile of his, but then his expression faltered, letting you know he was thinking something naughty.

‘Out of all the ways to keep warm… You chose the best one.’

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A/N: Thank you for reading!! I miss replying to your asks and reblogs, so I hope we have fun chatting after you finish this piece ❤️

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[baekyeol-fics]

Title: Love Me, Court Me

Author: baeconandeggs until reveals

Length: Oneshot

Status: Completed

Rating: T

Genre: omegaverse, wolf au, slight angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, emotionally unavailable chanyeol, head over heels baekhyun, soulmates au, mentions of domestic violence (not between cb)

Summary: 

There is no easy way for an omega to court an alpha.

[AO3]

Notes: this was so cute! I loved how baekhyun took charge! - admin shiba

#omegaverse #wolf au #slight angst #fluff #alpha!chanyeol #omega!baekhyun #soulmates au #hurt comfort #baeconandeggs #admin shiba #completed #chanbaek #baekyeol #ao3 #T

[writingstuffandmore]

Family...

Pairing: Baekhyun x fem reader (ft/ mentions of Chen)

Genre: Fluff

AU!: Idol, domestic?

Requested: An Anonymous request

A/N: I know this is a short fic but I feel that this is enough? Anyways, I hope you enjoy and please send me some feedbacks..

WC: 710

“Thanks for having us tod- “initially, it had to be me though. Anyways, thanks a lot. Bye-bye lovelies and hopefully I can see you again like this.” Y/N said as she was going to sit in the car. “Nah it should be us thanking you for looking after the kids and helping me.” Chen’s wife said with a sweet smile before continuing “Hopefully, you can come around not only to babysit but to casually spend time with them.”

After bidding goodbyes, you and your boyfriend/husband Baekhyun went to your home.

Throughout the ride, you and him were recalling the cute moments and events that had just happened back in Chen’s house.

After few hours later:

You were so exhausted but you weren’t really complaining in the first place. As you were doing your bedtime routine you noticed that Baekhyun has become quite quiet in the last three hours. At first, you didn’t think much as he might be resting from the day’s tiresome schedule but when you tried to call him or speak to him his responses were limited as if he was busy in his own little world.

By the time you were through with your routine, Baekhyun too had entered the bedroom and laid on the bed while scrolling through his feeds on the phone.

“Bae? Babe? Baekhyun?? Yah!!!” you called him out taking him off guard. “Yes baby, what happened?” He gave you his undivided attention.

As much as you were blushing but you had to keep calm, “W-well, that's what I should have asked you. From the time we have entered, you have become so quiet and I can’t help it but to think that you are angry with me” you said with a small pout.

“Oh no angel, you didn’t do anything wrong. It's just that I was thinking about something. I am so-

“What were you thinking about?” you said with big sparkly curious eyes as to what had kept him occupied for so long. “It's not that impor-

“If it wasn’t that important, you wouldn’t have been so lost. I get that if you aren’t comfortable talking about it, I will not force you upon.” You stood up from the stool on which you were sitting and cleaned the dressing area before heading towards the bed.

“I was thinking about kids and us.” He said with a sigh and looked at your confused face.

He took your hands in his and gently started rubbing in small circles. “What I am trying to say is that, you know that I kinda have a bond and attachment with small children right? Today, we went to our mate’s house and looking at the two bundles of joy and sunshine moved my heart and made me wonder what it feels to be a parent and it's exhausting but worth trying for responsibilities. Please don’t feel like I am being creepy or something, but being together with you for this amount of time has genuinely made me feel like I am at home. The way you act, react, try to speak up things which bother you and especially being yourself around me, it feels so pure and raw.

Today’s interaction of yours with the kids proved my point of view of how gentle and caring a person you are with them, when and how to react with them. This kinda made me think about how our future would be together. You, me, mongryong and our children.” 

He took a deep breath before looking at your glossy eyes. “ OMG, Did I D-

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong. Its just that I never thought that you would consider having  a family with me in the first place. Please don’t get it wrong because you as an idol have many duties and responsibilities and above all you are a son. So, maybe you know, follow this wedding pattern and stuff. I don’t know if I am making sense at the moment but this did really make me genuinely happy.”

“If it did make you genuinely happy than, get ready soon to be Mrs Byun. We have to do a lot and so do we require so much of time, effort, love, affection and most importantly energy”

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