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blu-joons · 2 years
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Baby Kicks ~ Byun Baekhyun
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A groan came from you as another heavy kick hit against the side of your bump, causing you plenty of discomfort. There was still no sign of Baekhyun anywhere as you shuffled around on the bed, trying your best to find a position that was comfortable for both you and your baby too.
You wanted to call out to him, but you had no energy to try and get Baekhyun’s attention. All you could do was wait, hearing his footsteps coming up the stairs a few moments later, eyes immediately landing on your uncomfortable expression.
“Are you alright?” Baekhyun asked you as he picked up his pace, walking as fast as he could into the bedroom. “Are you in pain?” He then asked you as he placed his water bottle down.
Your hand tapped against the side of your bump to let him know where to be, with Baekhyun immediately taking a seat down beside you on the bed. His hand rested where yours was, feeling around for a few moments until he felt a surprisingly tough kick, looking at you with surprise on his face.
“Are they kicking?” Baekhyun chuckled, feeling a few gentler kicks soon follow after their first. “I love how that feels,” he whispered, never quite getting used to it.
“It’s alright for you, you’re not the one that’s getting kicked,” you joked in reply to him.
A weak smile formed on Baekhyun’s face as you spoke, reminding himself of how difficult some of your baby’s kicks were for you. You had lost count of your sleepless nights or early morning rises because of your baby getting restless and kicking about in your bump.
“Can I get you anything to make it more comfortable for you if they’re having a little wriggle in there?” Baekhyun quizzed, resting his hand against the top of your bump, keeping his eyes firmly on you as you rested.
“Maybe you could just tell them to stop?” You continued to tease, never failing to impress Baekhyun with how positively you tried to look at even the more difficult moments in pregnancy.
Although you told him that you were fine, Baekhyun still studied you for a few more moments. “I can get a cushion to place under your back,” he suggested, thinking of any little thing that would help, but your head shook appreciatively at all of his ideas.
If there was one thing that had surprised you about Baekhyun whilst you were pregnant, it was how attentive he was. He had been working less and at home more, and almost glued to your side pretty much whenever he could be in order to help you out and support you.
You knew why he loved being near you, as he hated missing anything. He loved to feel as many kicks and wriggles as possible that he could enjoy and smile at.
“Maybe I could sing to the baby, that might get them to settle,” Baekhyun then suggested, watching your eyes flicker across in his direction. He knew that it was a weakness of yours, listening to Baekhyun sing was something that you never tired of, and you knew was something that you baby seemed to enjoy too.
As he kept staring across at you, waiting for an answer from you, you couldn’t help but chuckle. “If you sing, you’re singing for the baby, not for me,” you tried to defend, leaving him with no choice but to agree to do it.
Baekhyun’s eyes rolled as you left him with no choice but to agree with you. “I can’t wait for this baby to come so that you can stop using them to guilt trip me into doing absolutely anything for you Y/N.”
Your shoulders shrugged innocently, “I’m just saying that I’m sure that our baby would like to hear you sing, I mean they did settle when you sang to them the other day?”
Before you knew it, Baekhyun began to sing, resting his head down as close to your bump as he possibly could. You sat in silence as you listened to him, as ever you were attentive when Baekhyun sung and in awe of just how talented he was. Once he was done, his hand rested against your bump, feeling nothing from there.
After a few moments, his eyes flickered up to look at you too. “I think it worked,” he whispered with a proud smile on his face. “How are you feeling? Are you a little more comfortable now there’s no kicks coming your way?”
Your head nodded as your hand came down to brush gently through Baekhyun’s messy fringe. He could tell from your smile that you enjoyed it more than you let onto him, you loved to try and pretend to not be interested, especially whilst you were pregnant.
“It feels a lot easier not having my body beaten black and blue by our restless baby,” you sniggered back down to him, “I don’t know where they get their strength from to be honest.”
“Excuse me, have you seen me?” Baekhyun asked you, flexing his bicep back up at you for proof.
You had to bite down on your bottom lip to stop yourself from laughing back at Baekhyun as he tensed as much as he possibly could. Between the two of you, everyone knew that you were definitely the stronger out of you both, proven time and time again.
Once he had finished proving his strength to you, Baekhyun moved his arm back down to rest it over the top of your baby bump again. His smile was wide as he didn’t feel a thing, glad that your baby was settled. As much as he loved feeling your baby’s kicks, Baekhyun was also aware of just how uncomfortable they could be for you, never wanting to enjoy the ones that hurt you too much, even if they felt funny to him.
Each time when a strong kick came, Baekhyun’s eyes looked to you straight away. As soon as he watched you cringe, he would forget about everything else and check on you, getting you absolutely anything that you needed.
The most important thing for Baekhyun was your comfort, that’s all that he wanted ever since he found out that you were pregnant. For all of his jokes and laughter, when he saw you struggling, he would be serious and right by your side until he was sure you were alright.
“Just think, they’ll be no kicks in a couple of months,” you told him.
“But then I’ll get plenty of baby cuddles instead,” he quietly chuckled, “I’ll take holding my baby over feeling them kick any day of the week.
“It’ll fly by Baek,” you told him, feeling his eyes look back up at you again, unable to help the proud and excited smile that was on his face once more.
His head nodded, feeling his stomach knot with enthusiasm. “I can’t wait to just do everything that parents do. You know that I’m going to be the best dad ever Y/N, I’ll be here for the two of you all the time.”
“I know, you’ll be the best,” you encouraged, “I’m sure our baby will know just how lucky there are.”
“I’ll make sure they know just lucky they are,” Baekhyun whispered, “mainly because they’re lucky to have you, I mean you’ve grown them perfectly so far.”
“Aside from when they kick me.”
“Aside from those rough kicks, they’re definitely perfect.”
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happysmilebtr · 1 year
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𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝐾𝑦𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑒 𝑉𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑜 𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐵𝑎𝑒𝑘ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠  
these spot the difference games are getting hard man
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grainedesesame · 11 months
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( here )
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baekhussy · 2 years
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Baekhyun in “Hamilton” (Lin-Manuel Miranda)
History has its eyes on you.
~ by Admin S
(I don’t own the pictures but did the edit.)
Original date of publishing: September 6th, 2020
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sexykingkai29 · 2 years
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baekhyunbitz · 2 years
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I know I'm a bit late but I had to go to bed because I had to get up early😭
Happy Birthday Baekhyun💖 waiting for the day of your return.
~Like/Reblog if you save or use~
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emeraldbluejane · 1 year
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nightworldkrp · 1 year
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Dwellers within Night World,
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Rising from the ashes, a new pet joins us in Night World. Please add and welcome December Wren.
𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 —of the boogie-man and other Supernatural beings used to be told to keep children inline, as entertainment for adults looking for a good scare. Even romanticized as conflicting love stories between Humans and Supernaturals. But these were just stories, right?
𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕 —Perhaps children were not the only ones needed to be kept inline. Humans as a whole, never anticipated what would happen when the Black Dawn rose. The Night World, a secret society of Supernatural beings was to be a secret no more. No more hiding, no more pretending.
𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑺𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝑾𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔
—18+ —Supernatural Master x Pet Roleplay —Lit/Semi-lit & Plot Driven —Choose your Race & Status —Monthly Events! —MeWe Based
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arwensundomiels · 4 months
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BAEKHYUN JOPPING (2019)
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sunniewr · 11 months
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⠀➧ㅤ໋࣮𖦹𓈒۫ 𝆅 𝔣ִᥱᥱ𑂲⠀꯭ׁ❥꯭ 𑂲𝗂ׅ𝗄ᥱ ❜ּ⠀⠀꫶ׂ ꔫ 🧺࿔⠀໋ᷧᥱ𑂲ᥱvᥱᥒ ⃯ᷧ⠀࣪|| ꯭͝🧴
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blu-joons · 2 years
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Imitation Game ~ Byun Baekhyun
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Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Baekhyun walked into the kitchen, holding onto his hip as he limped slightly, with you immediately fearing the worst as he came home from the studio.
“Please don’t tell me that you’ve injured yourself again,” you sighed, sliding off of the stool that you sat on and making your way across to pull a chair out for Baekhyun to sit on.
As you walked across, Baekhyun’s eyes were on your hands. As ever, you had one on your baby bump, but your other was pressed against your hip too as you tried to ease the spot of pain that had been making you suffer for the past couple of weeks in your pregnancy.
Baekhyun sat down as soon as you pulled out a chair for him, biting down on his bottom lip as he sat down. You hobbled back across to where you were sat once he was up, watching his hands move to press against his tummy.
“Have you got any thoughts for what you want for dinner?” You asked, “if you’re injured then we can have whatever you want to make you feel better?”
His head nodded in reply to you as he thought for a moment. Whilst you waited for Baekhyun’s reply, you brought your hands forward and rested them against your bump, almost identical to where Baekhyun’s hands were on his tummy.
As he looked around the kitchen, an idea popped into Baekhyun’s head, chuckling to himself as your eyes looked across to him.
“I was thinking about maybe ordering in a pizza,” he suggested, “something really spicy with as many chillies as possible.”
“Really?” You groaned back across to him, “I’ve eaten enough spicy pizzas with all of these cravings to last me a lifetime whilst pregnant?”
His head nodded back at you, refusing to change his mind. Your shoulders dropped as you realised how stubborn his eyes were too, surprised that Baekhyun was willing to order it for dinner considering how often he declined whenever you offered a piece to him.
“Are you going to eat any of it?” You asked Baekhyun, wanting to be absolutely sure.
His head still nodded, leaving you confused. You didn’t want to argue with him whilst he recovered from whatever the problem was, picking up your phone to start ordering.
“Do you want anything else whilst we wait for food?” You asked Baekhyun, leaving your phone open on the menu whilst you checked on him.
“There is one thing that you could do whilst we wait, I really fancy a massage.”
You continued to look at Baekhyun with a perplexed expression, shaking your head across at him. As his smile grew, so did your suspicion, beginning to wonder what was going on with him.
“Are you really injured?” You quizzed, sceptically looking at him.
“Why would you say such a thing?” Baekhyun gasped, “whenever your bump gives you pain in your hip, I don’t doubt you.”
Your eyes widened as you began to piece together all of the little things that Baekhyun had done since he got home. The way he had pain in his hip, how he wanted to order something that you had craved, how he begged for a massage just like you always did from him whenever you were in too much pain.
“Are you mocking me?” You enquired, staring across at Baekhyun, “you’re just getting your own back for all of the things that I do to you?”
“I might be,” Baekhyun innocently smiled, “I wanted to see how long it would take for you to notice me doing all of the things that you’ve been doing whilst you’re pregnant.”
You leant across the table and hit against Baekhyun’s arm, finally giving him a reason to really be in pain. His expression widened as you did so, but your shoulders shrugged back at him, knowing that it was the least that he deserved for imitating you.
“Maybe we should still order this pizza,” you told him, “if you really want to imitate me, then we might as well do it properly.”
Baekhyun’s head immediately shook, uttering several apologies across at you. Panic hit him hard as he realised what you were up to, watching as your hand started to scroll through the menu as if you were still ordering whilst Baekhyun was imitating you.
“I’ll cook for you,” Baekhyun told you, reaching across the table to hide your phone, “maybe we shouldn’t order pizza, that was a bad idea.”
Your head shook back across to him, “I still have a bit of a craving for it, and you obviously would quite like to order it for dinner too, you said so, didn’t you?”
“I made a mistake; I couldn’t think of anything worse for dinner.”
As Baekhyun took your phone and placed it into your pocket, you knew that you had gotten under his skin. He was terrified of having to have the pizza, having watched you in disgust as you ate it for most of your pregnancy. Just the smell was off putting for him let alone actually having to sit and eat it too.
“I shouldn’t have imitated you, I’m sorry,” Baekhyun repeated again and again. “I’ll cook and I’ll even give you a massage after dinner too if the bump is troubling you. I won’t even moan about having to give you one too.”
“You really don’t want the pizza, do you?”
“I’ll cook whatever you want,” he told you, letting you know just how much he didn’t want for you to order. For Baekhyun to cook was rare, but he was willing to do just about everything to make it up to you for imitating you.
On the other side of the table, you were quite enjoying watching Baekhyun beg for your understanding, knowing that you could wind him up plenty with this.
“I’ll let you off with the cooking as long as you promise not to imitate me again,” you warned Baekhyun, “and as long as you hurry up and give me my phone back too, I promise that I won’t order anything on it.”
“I’m sorry for imitating you,” he replied, “but you shouldn’t make it so easy for me to be able to pick up on all of your habits whilst you’re pregnant.”
You shot a glare across at Baekhyun as he still managed to pass comment, bringing him to apologise to you again. Reluctantly, he took your phone out of his pocket and passed it back across to you, watching as you pressed the home button on your phone.
Your head shook at how panicked his eyes still were, chuckling away to yourself. You were never going to admit it to Baekhyun, but you were pretty impressed by how well he had managed to pick up on all of the little things that you do.
“What do we do for dinner now? I might not be injured, but I am still hungry,” Baekhyun frowned, resting his head down against the top of the table.
“How about we order something?” You asked, watching his eyes glance across at you. “And I promise that we won’t order in any pizza.”
“I think that’s a good idea,” Baekhyun mused, “I’ll order it, I should pay to apologise for being so harsh to you earlier.”
“Do I get to pick what we have though? I mean I am pregnant after all.”
“You can’t guilt me with that one Y/N!”
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happysmilebtr · 1 year
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𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝐾𝑦𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑒 𝑉𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑜 𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐵𝑎𝑒𝑘ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠  
Mister Byun Will Come See You Now
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jaennie · 1 year
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handsome Baekhyun answering fans’ concerns and revealing secrets (he is an ESTJ now :p)
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baekhussy · 2 years
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imaginidol · 1 year
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POV: The intimate moments of you and Baekhyun’s secret relationship
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The sight of your boyfriend jogging towards you under the otherwise dimly-lit street was enough to make your heart skip a beat. Again, you think, I get to finally see you again!
His panting gets heavier as he approaches closer, until you both finally embrace each other in a warm hug. His heavy black jacket is covered in his cologne and scent, one that you find so attractive and safe every single time.
“Baby,” he melts into you in delight. “I missed you.”
You smile warmly into him, whispering “I missed you, too!”
It wasn’t too many times during the week you got to see Baekhyun; the last time you saw him was probably close to three or four nights ago. Nowadays, it seemed as though the amount of Dispatch paparazzi and sasaengs flooded the privacy of artists as big as Baekhyun, following Chen’s announcement of having started a private family a few years back. Baekhyun’s name had only popped up once or twice for a dating scandal speculation in the last month or so, but he played it off very well, and with the help of an official statement from the company, he managed to keep his secret about you very private and exclusive only to himself.
“I brought you something,” he pulls away from you to reveal a small paper bowl with a plastic cover, filled to the brim with ice cream – a treat he knew you loved dearly.
“Baekhyun!” you smiled, your hands growing cooler at the touch of the cup.
“Shhh,” Baekhyun stops you with a sudden passionate kiss, numbly nibbling at your bottom lip as he feels your smile spread over your face. “If you say my name too loud, people might hear. We’re still close to SME.”
“Right, sorry,” you whisper in between kisses. You could tell he missed you from the way his kisses grew firmer against your lips, his weight almost completely leaning against your body. You’re the first to pull away, causing him to whimper softly in confusion. “For someone who doesn’t wanna get caught, you don’t hesitate to make out in front of SME,” you tease.
“Where are you parked?” His eyes travel quickly between your lips and your eyes, a sense of slight desperation overcoming him for wanting you in that moment.
“Farther down the street, behind that one corner store with the milkshakes,” you smile.
“What?” His expression quickly grows to deep concern. “Hell no, you can’t be parking back there anymore. It’s too sketchy for you to be around at this time of the night. Just start parking behind the SM building, the parking lot in the back. I’ll get you a pass tomorrow.”
“But Baek, the whole reason we agreed we wouldn’t be parking there in the first place was because we could get caught seeing each other or something,” your eyes threaten to fill with tears at the thought of Baekhyun’s name being once again stained at the stake of another dating scandal, especially now that it’s been years since the last real scandal finally died down.
“I change my mind; I’d rather you be safe and closer to me than out here. Sorry, I didn’t think about the alternatives much,” he heaves, taking you by the arm. “Let’s go to your car, I’ll drive us over.”
He takes his neck scarf and ties it over your face, then proceeds to pull a beanie from his jacket and tug it over himself. You both make way to your car, following carefully but briskly behind his every step.
Once you’re in the car, you turn to him, offering him some of your new ice cream.
“Only a little bit, love, since we’re performing tomorrow,” he agrees.
You take a spoonful of the cold treat and gently place it between his lips, a smile forming on his face at the sight of your own excitement. You take a spoonful of the dessert next, spilling a drop over your bottom lip.
He takes his thumb and slides it over your bottom lip, cleaning it over and proceeding to lick it off himself. The car groans to life, and soon you’re both driving carefully through a longer route until you reach the SME building.
He scans his ID through the back gates, allowing your car to enter into the private lot and hiding among the vehicles of other staff. He turns the car off, and then proceeds to turn his attention to you.
“Baek,” you start. “How much time do you have before you go in again?”
Baekhyun sighs back against his seat, pulling out his phone to check the time again. “Maybe fifteen, fourteen minutes?”
You both sit quietly for a moment in the silence of your reality: attempting to work out a secret relationship with a highly rated singer. It wasn’t the fairest game you thought you could handle.
There was just no privacy anymore.
In fact, it seemed as if Baekhyun’s stalker and sasaeng problem had only worstened over the course of the last few years.
“I’m trying to figure something out for us,” Baekhyun interrupts the silence. “I want you, but being with me is a toll too harsh for you to risk. I don’t want to… lose you.”
His voice cracks at the last syllable, while your tears spilled under your lids that you tried so hard to hold back.
“Are you sure you wanna keep doing this, Baek?” Your voice comes out a mere whisper, and he turns over in shock to see you had actually started crying.
“What? Of course I do. It’s… risky. But I knew what I signed up for when I knew I wanted you. Come here,” he pulls you in his arms, taking your ice cream and placing it on the dashboard. “A risk I’m willing to take, though I’m hoping for the better outcome.”
“Okay,” you heaved, “because I’ve already fallen for you pretty badly. I think I’m so down bad for you now, so it better work out for the best.”
“Shhh,” Baekhyun once again interrupts your doubts with a soft, tender kiss. “I’ll make sure it does,” he breathes through you, “I can’t lose whoever I choose to love over some stupid scandal. It’s never my fault when I fall in love. And I love you right now. Only you. I don’t want to lose you to a scandal like that, I don’t wanna go through any potential career deaths over my love life again.”
“I’m sorry, Baek,” you look up at him, feeling his cold fingers wipe away the warm tears welling from your eyes. His index and thumb lift your chin, forcing you to watch him closely.
“I’ll make sure you don’t fall harshly if we ever do get caught,” he promises with a smile.
Being the non-celebrity that you were, he knew how much your quiet, comfortable life meant to you. It meant a lot to him too, knowing that it was also a small escape from his lifestyle as well. One where he didn’t have to worry about his image or about having eyes on him at all times. You were also his comfort, and he couldn’t bear to lose that.
“I’ll work extra hard for you, too,” you finally smile up at him.
“Awe, look at you, pretty,” he whispers to you, pupils dilating at the sight of your beauty. To him, you were the greatest thing he could look forward to nowadays. What could possibly be better than this?
Suddenly, Baekhyun’s phone starts buzzing. He looks down to see it’s one of the members, and picks up.
“Yeah, I’m on break. Okay, I’ll be in soon, just give me a few more minutes,” he says, his eyebrows furrowing lightly. “See you inside in a bit. Bye.”
“Who was that, Baek?”
“Chan,” he mutters. “They want me to re-record a few new adlibs they just added to our current project.”
“Oh,” you look down in defeat, “okay.”
“I’m sorry, love,” he turns to you, knowing that cutting his time meant cutting time away from you.
This hurt you just as much as it hurt him. How many times a week could he really actually see you? In between his busy schedules and sudden occurrences (like Chanyeol’s call just now), there wasn’t always much time left even for a secret relationship.
“That’s okay,” you look at him, a devious grin slowly spreading across your face. “Pick a number between one and ten,” you say slyly.
“What? Oh, um, two,” he looks up, an expression of confusion overtaking his face. “Why?”
You start giggling for a moment, before whispering quietly into his ear, “You have two minutes to make out with me, in any way that you want.”
A panicked expression pains his face, a soft whimper escaping his lips. “No, no, no, no, no, that’s not fair, that’s not fair, ask me again,” he starts pressing his palm against the curve of your neck, his eyes growing hooded.
“You’re ten seconds in,” you whisper, sending him into a frenzy.
He doesn’t take another moment of hesitation before he pushes his lips against yours.
He’s completely melted into your love. He presses against you, leaving small pecks and long kisses all over your mouth. His hands pull your legs in closer, then proceeding to slowly follow the curve of your waist until he reaches the brim of your collarbone. His soft lips demand yours to part, his teeth slowly making their way to your bottom lip. He’s biting and sucking on you, soft groans escaping his parted mouth and bringing music to your ears. He invites his tongue into your mouth, a sloppy mess forcing a quiet moan to escape you. His fingers make their way around your neck and up to your jaw, his grip firmly bringing you closer to him as if there wasn’t anymore space left between you both already.
“I love you, I love you so much,” he mumbled between kisses, though half of these words were more of a slurred, distracted speech.
His intensifying breathing pattern grows heavy and uneven, the only thought going through his mind being fuck, I’ve missed you so fucking much. You don’t know just how long he’d waited for this, but damn, it felt good.
“Time’s up!” you pull back giggling, watching his darkened eyes make a fuss out of your movements.
“Two minutes is not enough, let me pick another number,” he whines, making you laugh lightly in amusement.
“Baek, you really should go inside before Chan comes out looking for you,” you smirk.
“Ten minutes, I want ten minutes,” he pleads once more, but the slyness on your face tells him he’d have no chance. “I don’t get to see you often already as it is!”
You place your hand lightly on his cheek, your thumb sliding over his cheekbone. He lifts his hand and places it over yours, and you can see the desperation growing stronger in his expression.
But Baekhyun wouldn’t dare do anything to you without your permission.
“Give me your phone,” you say quietly.
“Why?”
“Give it, unlocked.”
He hands over the phone, anxiously waiting for you to give him another green light.
“Hmm,” you think, your thumbs searching through his messages, finally reaching Chanyeol’s number.
“Pick a number between ten and twenty,” you smile.
“A hundred!”
You break out in a laugh, and type something down into his phone, then returning it to him shortly after.
“What did you do?” He asks, studying the words on his screen.
“I just bought us a bit more time, and said you’re stuck in traffic.”
His eyes gleamed in absolute delight, a wide smile growing across his face.
Fuck, he was so beautiful.
“Now what?” He looks at you with eager eyes.
“Given I probably won’t see you for a couple days again, kiss me and don't stop. Oh, and by the way,” you subtly motion your head towards your backseat, “I made sure to tint my windows and clean the back seats for… you.”
He doesn’t hesitate to pull you into him, your giggles fading out into one of the most passionate love sessions you’ve ever experienced in your life.
On the dashboard, the ice cream slowly melts its way down to a mere puddle of tasty delight.
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