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#he gets over it after bps once he's been “accepted” into the circle and actually spends time with kevin 😬
doubledyke · 5 months
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eddy flirting with kevin is such a power move honestly
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bangtancentricsblog · 4 years
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Demon king Yoongi x Demoness queen Mc ft. baby maknae line
this baby is a whopping 1.7 k which I know isn’t a lot but it is when I write mostly baby stories! Um some warnings: mentions of miscarriage, infidelity, angst I guess but tbh idk. Jennie from BP cameos because she’d be a bad bitch lol I think that’s it
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It was with a heavy heart that you made your way to the front door to the manor, though to your utter surprise you found that your children were there bags in hand. You’d been quick to close the distance placing your bag down as you crouched down to their height to better hear them.
“What are you doing here loves, it’s past your bedtime.” 
“Go you mama.” Jungkook said reaching up a signal for you to pick him up. He quickly snuggled into your neck, arms and legs wrapping around your frame; Jimin and Taehyung watched, both of them holding hands and meeting your gaze expectantly. Taehyung being the closest to you offered you his little hand, waiting till you took it. 
You’d offered them a smile one filled with all the love you held for them, quickly making your way out of the estate and towards the car waiting to take you to your new home. You’d managed to get them into the car when fingers circled your throat, a light weight you’d been familiar with but had never before felt threatened by. 
“Where are our children?” 
“Yoongi please, you’ll frighten them.” You said your gaze flickering to the shut door of the car, he followed your gaze slowly lifting his hand and instead clutching your wrist. 
“Where are you taking them, they’re also my children. It’s my right to know where you’re taking them.”
“Oh please there is no right. You may be their father but they’re  mine, I bore them, they come to me for everything.” 
“Why are you taking them?” He asks again, his voice wobbling slightly. 
“They’re mine and they want to leave with me.”
“How can you just leave me like this?”
“It’s what I want, it’s what’s right.”
“But why, do you hate me so you’d take my children and my heart?”
“Because I can't play nice anymore, I can't pretend to be happy when you so clearly want something else.” You scream voice echoing in the clearing that leads to the manor. It was a house you and Yoongi had built together, one you had shed blood, sweat and tears over. The underworld didn't often take female generals but you had proved to be an amazing strategist, one who Yoongi had been quick to employ when he was fighting a war amongst the other princes. His father, the king had died and with no clear successor the four of them had gone to war bringing forth armies of all manner of supernaturals. Yoongi’s army was made up of most vampires, succubi, and a few other lythe creatures. The war was long and there was a lot of bloodshed but in the end Yoongi came out the victor, besting even his oldest brother who was only a year older than he was. With Yoongi now ruling the underworld his need for a queen had come up, but Yoongi had solved that matter easily. He’d asked for your hand that same day before a room filled with supernatural nobles and his brothers. 
You remember the day well it was a shock to you mostly because he didn't seem as fond of you as he did of others. Though you had accepted, the wedding came soon after his way of claiming the throne for the foreseeable future, except you hadn't expected to actually fall in love with this not so cold aloof prince. It had taken a few years but you had fallen in love and you had fallen fast, your twins came not long after when sex was no longer a chore but more for pleasure. Your baby followed two years after your twins but with every child growing older and Jungkook now being two Yoongi seemed less and less interested in you and them. They were children, the future of this kingdom and yet he had spent more hours away from you and them than he had the throne room. You’d seen the way his gaze would wander, had heard the gossip amongst the harpies that worked in the manor. How the king had taken up a mistress, a young succubus by the name of Andromeda. It didn't take long for the entire manor to take sides, most vampires and demons sided with you because they respected you but more so they loved your children. The incubi and succubi took Yoongi’s who seemed all the more unaware of the tension bubbling within the manor walls. 
You’d been making your way to the throne room in hopes that this rumor would be put to rest and have Yoongi explain why it came to be in the first place. Though you were so very shocked to find the exact opposite, there in the throne room like young lovers were Yoongi and that succubi Andromeda perched on his lap. She smiled down at him, hands clutching his hair as he too smiled up at her, a smile you’d recognized easily. You felt a sharp pain then, one that had you gasping and clutching at your chest before stumbling away before either of them could see you. Jennie was by your side quickly, one of your closest friends and a fellow soldier, her eyes quickly scanning your form as the pain grew pulling pained cries from your lips. It was unbearable, like all your bones breaking while flames licked at your skin. The last you heard was her scream for help before you’d passed out. 
It was with a heavy heart that you’d learned that you’d lost a child a puzzling thing since your kind wasn’t prone to miscariage, you’d been devastated to say the least. Months went by in a blink of an eye, the sadness consuming you but slowly you came to be yourself. You’d long since moved into another bedroom away from Yoongi, and spent significantly less time before the court and his mistress. If he planned to mock you with her presence he would do so by himself, since giving up your queenly duties you’d chosen to spend more time with your children. You loved every bit of spending time with them, and realised how much you had missed since their birth. The days grew long and what had once been peaceful due to your lack of duties had come to an end. Yoongi stood before your bedroom face neutral as he waited for you to return, and you had just rounded the corner when you’d spotted him. 
He’d been quick to demand you take up your duties again as queen, not a single hint that he had taken note of your absence other than as he had said, “queens do their duties, they don't  play hooky with their children”  a scowl present on his face. You’d said nothing hoping it would be enough to have him leave quicker. He didn't however as he closed the distance between you and moved to caress your cheek. It was hard not to recoil as his skin touched yours, a wave of disgust drowning you as he pressed close breath warm as he whispered, “you’re just as beautiful as when we married” before kissing your lips and then turned on his heel. You were quick to enter your bedroom as bile rose in your throat just barely making it to a bucket before emptying the contents of your stomach. 
The following days you played the soft demure queen with a smile so fake even angels would believe you. Yoongi kept his mistress close, claiming she was one of your ladys and needed to be close at all times. It grew intolerable being near them especially when your children sought you out throughout the day having become accustomed to seeing you often. Which had sparked your plan, you hadn’t intended to leave your children had never dreamed of it; but they would need  a role model and you couldn't be that for three young princes and so here you were glaring at Yoongi. His expression reeked of heartbreak but you didn't believe it, no you couldn't believe it because you knew him. 
“Can’t play nice, can’t pretend, did you think being queen would be easy?” He asks.
“No, but I didn't expect for my king, the father of my children, to grow bored of me so quickly. Least of all to make me fall in love with you so you could just hurt me.” 
“I did no such thing, I love you, you hold my heart you have since I named you a general in my army and you won our first battle.”
“Do you play me for a fool? I know of Andromeda, or did you think I wouldn’t find out.” You watch as his eyes close in defeat, he doesn't look guilty when he opens them just heartbroken. 
“I didn't mean to, she used her charms on me and I was weak to resist and if that has caused you pain I’m sorry.” he says and his eyes shine with truth but all has been said and done and you want to get away if only for a while. 
“I won't accept your apology,” you breathe and you see him stiffen as your eyes fill with tears “it's too late to apologize, not after I lost our baby.” 
“What?” 
“I lost our baby because of you, my kind believes in soulmates and when our mate betrays or wrongs us we suffer for it. I suffered the loss of our baby alone, and I can never forgive you for that.” you say tears now falling. 
“I, I didn't know, did you know what it was?” he asks hesitantly. 
“No, but that doesn't matter anymore we’re leaving and maybe one day we will return but for now we’ll be living away from the manor. You can visit but only if they ask for you, I won’t force them or you.” You glance at the door stepping towards it and pulling it open, inside the car your babies have fallen asleep. A smile slips onto your lips as you gaze at them, eyes still glassy with tears before you turn back to Yoongi who stares blankly at you.
“I hope that in the time of our absence you decide what it really is that you want, and that i can somehow forgive you.” you say.
“I do love you, I will always love you and I hope that with time you’ll come to love me again.” he says meeting your gaze one last time before you slide into the car and it drives away.
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yukheisrosie · 6 years
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.Pray. / Chanbaek Imagine!!
Genre : Angst
Pairing: Chanyeol x Baekhyun 
Features : Got7, Bts, Amber from f(x), & A little Rose (no, not from bp) and                        Ksoo moment! :’)       
        Everyone has their own way of deciphering the lyrics to a specific song,            and that’s what makes them so unique. I’m one of those people, and                mine just so happens to be Chanbaek related. 
                                                  (( pls enjoi.))
        It was Baekhyun’s big wedding day, and the rest of the group members            were beyond happy for him. Especially Chanyeol.
                    He just wishes it was him walking down that aisle. 
                   “I’m young and I’m foolish, I’ve made bad decisions..”
                                      - Based off of the song ‘Pray’ by Sam Smith
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Chanyeol wasn’t the type to hide anything important to him. He was always the first one to rather flaunt out about what’s his. From his passions to his hobbies to his favorite movies, Chanyeol will share everything with literally everyone. He wasn’t scared at all. If it made him happy, he would make it obvious. 
 And that’s exactly what he did with Baekhyun. 
                         I mean, of course before it was too late. 
Chanyeol was always open to everyone. He didn’t have a specific type, or ideal person- If you had a cool, down to earth personality with the same music taste and ambitions as him- you were a ten on his list. He believes looks aren't everything, but if they did have naturally good looking physical features, he wouldn’t complain one bit. 
He was also down to experience different things and test his abilities to the limits to really discover what he likes and doesn’t like. But because he was so out into the open, the things he wanted to experience didn’t always come with a happy outcome; he mostly got judged for his decisions, and considering the world he seemed to live in, where the ‘different’ ones are considered ‘out of the norm’- there were times where people had tried to tear him down. 
But nevertheless; Chanyeol was his own person, and he wasn’t meant to live his only life to please other people. His own happiness mattered just as much as everyone else’s and he wasn’t gonna stop being him just because some people out there weren’t as acceptive. 
He had met Baekhyun as a trainee and instantly felt a connection. So when he found out they were gonna spend every moment together living the dreams they signed up for- best believe Chanyeol was beyond happy.
He was always fond of and admired Baekhyun for just the beautiful human he is, and of course- he was not afraid to show it. 
                                       Behind closed doors at least. 
Going back to the ‘world’ he seemed to live in, it seemed as if most of staff members and managers weren’t all for Chanyeol’s crush on Baek. Thinking it was just some useless phase (and having grown up in a strict family household beforehand), they decided it was best to have both of them far away from each other (without being obvious) as possible. 
They thought that if they put the two in TV shows and song collabs with the opposite sex, it would hopefully work; but what they didn’t know is that the more they kept them apart, the more Chanyeol wanted to be with him.
It was clear to everyone that Chanyeol wasn’t the type to give up; and he definitely showed that during one of the boy’s private after parties. 
It was after they had won their first Daesang Award. Suho took it in his best interest to invite the other close kpop idols they haven’t seen in a while to the group’s shared house for a private celebration. It was perfect night weather and most importantly, the night Chanyeol’s admiration turned into something deeper. 
It was the ‘friendly’ game of spin the bottle that made Chanyeol realize- 
                                  He was in love with his best friend. 
“Before things go way out of control-” Jackson raises his hand from his spot to cut everyone’s chatters off. “No one has a camera anywhere? Wouldn’t want any dating scandals loose, I worked hard to get to where I am.” He jokes, causing everybody to let out laughs. 
Sehun just pushes his shoulder from next to him as Jackson stayed ‘Jackson’ and pretended to take his question seriously. 
“Just spin the bottle, Wang.” Namjoon laughs from the other end, waving his half drunk beer bottle his way, and the boy just waves a pair of hands back in response before leaning over. 
The group watch as the bottle spins fast in different directions before landing on Amber, who was sitting criss crossed next to Rose Alani. The close friends meet eyes with each other, immediately having Amber blush out of embarrassment when the rest of the circle cheered them on anxiously and excitingly. 
Chanyeol couldn’t lie, his heart was beating fast- and not just cause the person who he had a crush on since the two met was sitting on the other side next to Rose; It was the fact that seeing Jackson and Amber actually kiss just made it more real. It was within that moment where there was no turning back now. 
He stares at them; Kissing as if they had done it plenty times before, and when they pull away he notices Baekhyun smiling rather wide. He sends Chanyeol a wide eyed, happy expression before letting out a childish laugh, having butterflies land right in Chan’s stomach. 
The two had talked before in the hall and both agreed it was best if they sat across each other so that they could see their reactions first, they just didn’t know it also meant there was a possibility in them turning out like Jackson and Amber. 
After calming down from witnessing a shocking moment, Rose’s tiny body leans over to spin next, feeling anxious in where it was gonna land. And just as she wished, the bottle points right at Kyungsoo - the guy of her dreams. Now the story behind the two is saved for a different day, but let’s just say that after their heated long kiss, the feeling was mutual from both sides. 
Chanyeol lets out a small breath, stealing glances at Baekhyun cheering on the boy. He takes a look around the small circle of friends, specifically towards the other members of his group to see their intake on Kyungsoo and Rose. To his surprise, they were all for it; None really having a disapproval look upon their face, and he didn’t know if it was just because they were all very tipsy or what- but it was enough for Chanyeol to compare what their reactions would be if his turn landed on Baekhyun. 
He found himself then picturing what his lips would taste like. To be able to feel him, and touch him. It was always a thing Chanyeol would think of at the most randomest times, and not just kissing either, but he imagined what it would be like to show him just how much he loved him; by leaving little ‘I miss you’ notes for each other on their days apart, or just being able to actually hold his hand out in public and linking their fingers together without having everyone look at him like it was something wrong. 
His admiration only grew stronger, and the day where he had the balls to confess all that would only happen in his dreams. 
                                         Or so he thought. 
Chanyeol was so deep into his thoughts and scenarios, he didn’t even realize the tip of the bottle was facing him. He blinked a little, looking at everyone’s shocked reactions across their face. They were quiet, and to Chan, the silence only meant one thing. 
He looked across his way at Baekhyun, who was in a bent over position like he had just spun. The two met eyes and Chanyeol let out a small gulp, feeling his heart fall to his stomach. Baekhyun laughs a little, looking at everyone frozen in their stances. It wasn’t until when Jackson came in again to make things even more intense. 
“Well?” He tilts his head over at Chanyeol. “What are you waiting for?” He asks, smiling. “A spins a spin.” 
Chanyeol looks at the boy in the eyes again, trying to calm his beating heart down. As the two continue to look at each other once more, Chanyeol tried his absolute hardest not to smile. 
He was excited. Happy, even. All he’s been dreaming about for what felt like countless years, was finally about to happen, and he knew if he didn’t take the chance now, it may never come around again later on. 
                              So he kissed him. And kept going. 
As they both moved in sync, the mutters from everyone around them were tuned out, and all Chanyeol could think about was how good it felt to have his lips on his. 
Kissing Baekhyun was everything Chanyeol imagined, it was almost impossible for him to stop; Placing a hand on his cheek, Chanyeol tried his very best to hold himself back from deepening the kiss, and Baekhyun did nothing but give his shirt a little tug, indicating they should stop. 
 Chanyeol pulls away, catching his breath whilst Baek tries to hide his true feelings by laughing it out and casually going back to his place, fixing his hair nervously. Chanyeol stays there for a bit, collecting his thoughts before getting pulled back by Lay. 
“You good?” He questions, letting out a soft laugh and placing an arm around the tall guy. Chanyeol lets out a small breath, snapping himself back in the moment and nodding in response. 
“Yeah.” He says, “Just- had a bit too much to drink.” Lay lets out another laugh as Sehun comes in from aside.
“You’re telling us” The maknae jokes, “If it weren’t for the time running up, I’m almost positive this would’ve turned into a porno.” He explains and Rose just rolls her eyes before turning back to Baekhyun, who was surprisingly, on the same page. 
“Yah.” He says rather loudly, taking a chug out of his bottle. “Who knew hyung was actually a good kisser.” He teases and the two send each other a small smile and something in Chanyeol knew Baek felt the same way; he had to. 
The rest of the game went by fast as all Chanyeol really did was replay the scene over and over again. For some reason, he felt amazing. Like he had just accomplished something so great and nothing could ever beat this moment; but from the somewhat weirded out looks from majority of the circle, another part of him wanted to hide and never show his face again. 
He decided to talk about it with Baekhyun later. And ‘later’ as in a few days ‘later’ to where they’re both sober and functional enough to control their feelings. So with that being said, he found himself being the first one to stand up and disappear within the other half of the party that didn’t witness such a drunken gay moment. 
Chanyeol let himself wonder throughout the halls of their house, specifically towards the only place where he could focus and figure things out in. 
                                               His studio. 
Letting out a deep breath, he sits in front of his bright computer screen of a small beat he was currently in the process of making. He looks at the edits before him, clicking around and trying to clear his head. And it worked for while, that was until he was joined in by the one person he wanted to avoid.
“Thought you’d be in here.” Baekhyun’s soft voice comments and Chanyeol turns around from his chair to see him close the door. 
“Park Chanyeol.” He mentions, smiling at the name. “The only person to work during a party.” He laughs, now walking up to take the empty chair next to him.
Chanyeol was out of words. Mostly because he was shocked at how chill Baekhyun was acting. It’s not everyday where he casually kisses his best friend in front of the rest of their shared friends; let alone colleagues who were under the same industry. He did what he could do in that moment and let out a small laugh in response. 
The two sit there in silence as Chanyeol avoids eye contact once again by going back to his editing. It stayed that way too considering Baekhyun was too lost into admiring his awkward vibe. For a happy virus, he sure was the worst at hiding things. 
“Hyung-” Baekhyun says gently, leaning closer to place a hand on his shoulder and Chanyeol had to bite back the urge to lose it right then and there.
“You don’t have to call me that.” Chanyeol responds in the nicest way possible, still ignoring eye contact. “We’ve been friends way too long for you to be respecting me in that way.” 
It was quiet again as Baekhyun sits up straight again, taking his hand off and making Chanyeol lowkey sad at the loss of contact. 
“Sorry.” He apologizes, continuing to look at Chanyeol’s side profiles. Chan just sighs, still trying to force himself to edit. The conversation then tapered off into another small silence as this time instead of talking, Baekhyun stood up, automatically catching Chanyeol’s attention. 
“I’ll leave you be.” The boy smiles gently and reassuringly. “I mean, who knows? Maybe this will be another one of our big hits.” He pats his back a little, and instead of Chanyeol letting it be, he ended up turning around and pulling Baekhyun back down to sit next to him. 
“I didn’t mean any of that.” Was the first thing he said to the boy. “Back there-” He points out. “About having a bit too much to drink.” Chanyeol tries to explain and Baekhyun just laughs, letting him choke on his words.
“It was just shocking.” Chanyeol nods “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time-” He then blurts out, catching the both of them by surprise. Baekhyun just raises his eyebrows a little, smiling to himself, causing Chanyeol to grow even more nervous.
“I-uh” He stutters, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. He lets out a out a soft breath, now meeting eyes with the boy again. His heart began to beat fast again as he was trying to figure out the right words to say without coming off weird and straight forward.
Baekhyun seemed to notice his struggle and decided to help him out. He looks at Chanyeol in the eyes, keeping his warm smile up before admitting; 
“I meant it.” He confesses and Chanyeol stays quiet, waiting for him to finish. The boy looks down shyly before looking at him again. 
“You know, about how you’re actually a good kisser.” The two friends stay in the position for a bit before both letting out a small laugh. Chanyeol felt happy Baekhyun’s feelings were somewhat mutual- even though he wasn’t the best at explaining it. 
“I feel like maybe you were the one who actually had a little too much to drink.” Chanyeol teases, pushing his shoulder a little and Baekhyun just smiles in return.
“Actually, I’m completely sober.” Baek replies lightly, catching Chanyeol off guard. “Me and Xiumin had a bet.” He shrugs. “Someone has to be the designated adult around here.”
Chanyeol’s eyes grew wide, now feeling his hands clam up. Usually he’d be happy, and relieved, but for some reason he felt that this moment wasn’t real, and that it was all a dream; or a prank, just to see how far the other guys could push him to his limits. 
He was about to say something when Baek leans forward to pull him into another kiss. He didn’t hesitate to give in right away, and considering it was only the two of them, Chanyeol wasn’t afraid of showing his full affection. 
He scoots his body closer, placing both hands on his cheeks, deepening the kiss as much as he could. Baekhyun does nothing but place his hands on top of Chans, enjoying his warm touch and after pulling away, the two rest their heads against each others. Baekhyun sending him one of his childish smiles, and Chanyeol laughing shyly. 
The atmosphere around them was warm, and Chanyeol felt at ease in his embrace. For once in a long time- when he was with Baekhyun, he felt at home.
Ever since that night, the two have been inseparable. Chanyeol did everything he told himself he’d do if he actually scored Baekhyun. He would leave little notes on his bedroom desk whenever he’d have to leave earlier than the rest of the guys, and even visit Baekhyun on set during his music video collabs his solo career involved. 
Chanyeol wasn’t only living the dream of being an idol, but he was living it with the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. To him, it was all a guy could ever ask for. His happiness has increased graciously and he had no one but Baekhyun to thank.
But with every happy moment, there’s always a hardship. 
Now the boys of course had their fair share of small arguments, and every time Chanyeol told himself it wasn’t worth losing him. I mean, no relationship is going to be perfect. He would apologize first if he felt the need to, and Baekhyun would do the same just for the sake of their relationship. They overcame it most of the time, so when a slightly more serious argument came up, little did they know it would be the end of everything. 
“It’s too risky.” Chanyeol explains, walking up close to him and Baekhyun just stands still, crossing his arms. 
During one of Exos photo shoots, while it was Chanyeol’s turn- Baek snuck into the dressing room to check out twitter in the meantime; and to his surprise, him and Chanyeol were trending. He took it as an opportunity to finally come out, despite the hard barriers they would have to cross. Baekhyun just knew that as long as he had Chanyeol by his side, nothing could bring them down. But boy was Chanyeol’s response the opposite of what he expected to happen. 
“Almost everyone already knows.” Baekhyun explains “What’s the rest of the world gonna do?” He smiles hopefully at his boyfriend. “We could finally be free.” He says, unfolding his arms at the quiet boy. “Isn’t that what you wanted?” 
“Of course, that’s what I wanted.” Chanyeol admits. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted since I first met you.” He looks over at him with a small sigh. 
“Then why bother fighting against it?” He asks and Chanyeol leans over to rest his hands on the desk before him, taking a glimpse at his reflection before replying.
“Everyone’s going to talk about this for god knows how long, and there’s serious consequences not only we’ll be facing, but the rest of the group would too.” He responds. “We’ve been through too much for us to keep adding on top of our drama.” 
“But we’ll be happy.” Baekhyun says softly and this time Chanyeol stands up completely to face him, their faces only inches apart.
“I am happy.” He reassures, looking down at him. “As long as I have you, I’ll always be happy.” He explains, nodding and Baekhyun sighs a little, looking up at him in the eyes. “Aren’t you?” Chanyeol then asks and Baek does nothing but nod. 
“Of course.” He replies. “But I don’t think I could hide any longer.” He quietly confesses. “Our fans and the guys would support us no matter what, and whatever the case comes to be- we’ll fight against them together.” 
Chanyeol sighs once more at his boyfriends stubbornness. He knew he should’ve apologized, but if he gave in that quickly, Baekhyun would take his word and tell everyone about their relationship, and with everything that Exo has been through, Chanyeol wasn’t down burden them with this one last thing.
“If Kyungsoo and Rose can’t interact without having dating rumors and scandals happening, what makes you think it would be different with us?” Chanyeol asks
“We’d be the first ones to show them that it’s okay.” Baekhyun responds. “You were never afraid to show off who or what makes you happy before, so what’s holding you back now?” 
“Everything.” Chanyeol replies. “I’m not gonna put you or the other guys through that. People already look at us as a threat and I’m not gonna flaunt out my happy relationship just to have them tear us down even more.” He looks at his boyfriend once more in the eyes before apologizing softly. “I’m sorry.”
Baekhyun stays quiet, breaking the eye contact before nodding. He steps back a little when he notices Chanyeol offering a hand his way. 
“Maybe we should take a break from all this.” He suggests. “I don’t want to be a burden and extra weight on your shoulders.” He says, and Chanyeol just shakes his head in disapproval, trying to stop him, but Baekhyun keeps his ground.
“I’m gonna go see what the other guys are doing.” He then says, backing away more but before he could leave fully, Chanyeol grabs him by the arm. 
“Don’t do this.” He breaths. “We could work this out-” He tries to explain and Baek did nothing but pull away, fixing his shirt and hair.
“Don’t bother following.” He speaks, looking up and trying to ignore his hurt reaction. “We wouldn’t want to make a scene in front of everyone.” He says quietly before brushing past him and leaving completely. 
Chanyeol stands there, feeling his heart shatter into a thousand pieces as he watches the love of his life disappear. He had no one to blame but himself. He loved Baekhyun so much and just wanted to protect him that he didn’t think the decisions he made would turn to this. 
He tried fixing it and working it out not even a few minutes later, but when that didn’t turn out well- he waited. 
He decided to pull Baekhyun aside for confirmation but it seemed as if Baekhyun’s cold shoulder only grew more. Every time Chanyeol tried to pull him aside, Baek would find any reason or excuse not to face him; and sometimes he would either use the other members to help him by making last minute plans with them. 
Chanyeol slowly felt himself starting to give up. You’d think they’d be able to talk it out by now considering they live with each other, but as the days go by, the less the love seemed to be there and the more Chanyeol lost his chance. It even came to the point where Baekhyun would sneak out late at night and not come home til the day after and it drove Chanyeol absolutely crazy. 
One day, Chanyeol thought it would be a good idea to wait for his arrival by waking up earlier than his usual morning time. He sat in the living room, waiting for what felt like forever, and once he felt himself falling asleep, the door had opened and in came Baekhyun. 
Chanyeol quickly snapped out of it, waking up fully and standing up. The two look at each other and Chanyeol seemed to notice something unusual about him. His hair was a bit messy and he was “glowing.” 
Baekhyun did nothing but ignore what Chanyeol was about to say and walk straight into his room, having the slam of the door be the only sound filling the quiet space. 
Chanyeol looks down at the ground for a bit, running a hand through his hair out of frustration and punching the wall behind him, not caring if he were wake anyone up. He cursed lowly, resting his head against the wall and shutting his eyes, trying to ease the pain by filling his mind up with happy thoughts. He then found himself sobbing as the only ‘happy’ memories that he could think of all had Baekhyun in it. 
Sooner or later, Chanyeol had to force himself to ‘forgive and forget’ no matter how hard it was for him. If Baekhyun could move on, he could too and he shouldn’t have this small thing weigh him down from doing his job outside his personal life. 
So he forced a smile upon his face at every fan meeting, every concert, and even pulled up his fake happiness around the other boys. He wore a smile on his face everyday, only to mask his true sadness.
It was Baekhyun’s big wedding day and the rest of the group members were beyond happy for him. Especially Chanyeol. 
                       He just wishes it was him walking down that aisle. 
Chanyeol stands up from his seat along with the rest of the people who had shown up and watched as Baekhyun stares at his wife to be walking up to him. 
Chanyeol felt his hands become cold and his heart breaking all over again, but of course he couldn’t show it, so as usual, he forced a smile upon his face and forced himself to clap and cheer with the rest after seeing them seal their marriage with a kiss. 
The after party only made Chanyeol even more sad. He looks at the cake with the small husband and wife statue on top blankly, taking a glass of wine up to his mouth and shooting it down his throat numbly. 
He loosens up his tie a bit, as the tall man went up to his assigned table to grab his coat, and exiting out of the venue. 
“You leaving already?” 
Chanyeol looks up to see Kyungsoo standing out in the waiting area. He just wraps his arms around his coat tighter before putting up a small smile. 
“Uh, yeah-” He laughs. “I’m gonna head on home now.” He nods. “Just- been a busy few days.” He sends him one more smile and Kyungsoo already knew he was hiding something.
“You don’t have to act like you’re not okay.” Kyungsoo comments and Chanyeol just looks at him. Kyungsoo smiles, before walking up to him. 
“It’s okay to be sad.” He mentions. “Just know you’ve done good.” 
By then Chanyeol couldn’t help but feel tears fill up in his eyes. He nods down at his friend, sniffing a little and snapping himself out of the moment before things got out of hand. 
 “I’ll see you at the house.” He responds, changing the subject and letting out a deep breath. “Is it okay if Sehun rides with you? I don’t think he’d want to leave now-” He speaks and Kyungsoo does nothing but place a hand on his shoulder, shaking his figure lightly.
“Go and rest.” He smiles. “You’re fine, really.” Kyungsoo sends him one more reassuring look but before he could make it out the door, he was pulled back by the voice he could never get tired of. 
 “Chan, wait.” 
Chanyeol turns around to see Baekhyun now at Kyungsoo’s side, in which he immediately left to join the party again to give them some time to talk. His tiny figure sends Chanyeol a thumbs up before disappearing within the music and lights. 
It was silence between the two, and although the music and laughter of other people were blaring through the walls from behind, Chanyeol paid attention to no one but Baek. His eyes were gloomy, and Baekhyun couldn’t help but let out a sigh at his worn out state.
“You don’t have to leave so soon, you know.” He mentions, taking a step closer and surprisingly, Chanyeol didn’t move. He was too tired, too exhausted to even try. 
It wasn’t that he was giving up, but it was the fact he knew he lost and there was no use in trying anymore.
“I’m just tired.” Chanyeol responds bluntly. “You should be back in there, having fun.” He head motions to the crowd behind him and Baekhyun just keeps his eyes on him.
“I didn’t want it to come to this.” Baek says in his soft tone that still sends butterflies to Chanyeol’s stomach. “You mean just as much to me, and I wanted to try to work things out, but we just weren’t on the right page.” He explains. “I was naive, and I shouldn’t have forced you to choose, you were just trying to protect me-” 
“I know.” Chanyeol nods, interrupting him. 
“That was the past.” He replies. “Nothing of that matters anymore, so please don’t get so worked up over this.” He tries to hide his sad underneath a smile.
Right now he felt even more selfish. He didn’t want Baekhyun thinking he made the wrong decision. If he was happy, then Chanyeol was happy, and that’s all that matters.
“I know you’re hurting.” Baekhyun speaks. “And I can’t help but think most of it is because of me. I want you to know it wasn’t my intention to do any of that, and I’m sorry if I’m the reason behind your heartache.” He looks at Chanyeol right in the eyes for the first time in a long time. 
“You’re apologizing to me on your wedding day.” Chanyeol laughs a little, but it was still obvious he was hurt.
“People take more time than others to move on.” He explains “My time will come, so please-” He places a hand on his shoulder, having Baekhyun automatically pull him into a tight hug, in which Chanyeol had no problem in returning.
“I’ll always love you.” Baekhyun admits as Chanyeol rests his head on his shoulder, hugging him tighter.
“I’ll always love you.” Chanyeol repeats, and the two stay in the same position embracing each others warmth for the last time.
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Day: ONE
To say that I’ve been looking forward to this day is an severe understatement. I was a jumbled mass of fear, excitement, resentment, anxiety, self-doubt, and fulfillment. It took YEARS (and 1,500+ replays of Michael Jackson’s ‘Man in the Mirror’) to manage enough courage to admit to myself that I wanted to change into the man I wanted to be. I couldn’t keep hiding in the quote/unquote closet and telling myself that “one more day wouldn’t hurt”. 
Today-woah - Today was unbelievable. I made the appointment with Dr. Douglas O’Dea on a whisper of confidence, but forewarning - you will have to wait. I waited 2 months and 3 days after the initial phone call. They were very polite even after I admitted I wanted to begin HRT and that is rare here in Tennessee (we are definitely not known for acceptance). As soon as I stepped foot into that office, I felt like I was being torn between butterflies in my stomach and unlimited/untapped energy buzzing through my body. The lady at the front desk was kind enough to ask my pronouns and my preferred name - all while helping my nervous ass fill out the paperwork correctly. I waited 30 minutes after the initial appointment time to be seen, but as soon as I was called back it took less then an hour to make my way through. The nurse took by BP, weight, and asked some general questions. Typical medical stuff. Then she led us to the actual exam room. 
Doctor O’Dea walked into the room, clarified my preferred name, and proceeded to sit down and talk the benefits of transitioning and the hazards of testosterone. He was very clear on his patients needing a support system. He asked about my home life, my inner most circle, if I was suicidal, and what my immediate family (mom, dad, siblings, etc) thought. He wanted to make sure I understood that this wasn’t a cosmetic change - that I can’t just take it off and/or hit redo. I had to honestly understand that I was taking the biggest step since my first one into a world I had yet to see. He told me it would be hard - certainly didn’t hold back on that aspect - but he wasn’t discouraging. After about 45 minutes, he stood up, shook my hand, and said, “Well, We will get you started on testosterone today, and I will see you again in two months, sir.”  
After that, I admittedly, did not hear much more. I was really glad that I had someone else with me because she caught all the set up times, dosage, and extra details that the nurse at the desk spouted at me. But it was a simple as that. ONE HOUR. Just one and I was walking out with a prescription of Depo-testosterone. All my fears from the years of questioning were suddenly just - poof. I was bouncing and couldn’t stop smiling. Needless to say, I filled that prescription and was back at home, starring at that little bottle within a few hours. 
Now, this was the hard part. I’m a nurse myself. I’ve given IVs and multiple shots throughout my career, but as I held that needle in my hand - it wouldn’t stop shaking. It wasn’t from excitement or nerves. Hell, I knew what to do. It was the fear of once this goes in - that’s it. I sat there for an hour, the needle posed over my thigh, frozen. Nothing I said or thought could get me to move my hand the last two inches I needed to start the one thing I have been wishing. It took a phone call to my crass best friend and the encouragement from my person to let her give me the shot. From one man to another, don’t be afraid to let someone else do it if you’re too anxious. It’s okay. You’re not less of a person because you couldn’t stab yourself. You’ll get it in time. 
But -regardless to say - Day ONE is done. I’m on my way to being me. 
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