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taevestr

3 years ago

Baekhyun fanfiction recommendations

Hello guys.. I want to recommend my favorite fanfics although you've probably read many of them already!

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starillusion13

2 years ago

Bambi

Pairing: Baekhyun x f! reader

Genre: Angst, Yandere, Dark Fantasy

Warnings: Stalking, possessiveness, restraining acts with chains, knife and blood, obsessive behaviors.

W.C: 3.1k

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*under the cut*

“I will be home soon.” Walking through the streets late at night is a relief to you to get some peace and air of comfort. The bell sounds brings your attention towards a house and suddenly a train moves past through the tracks alongside the road. You got startled and your wide eyes looks around to see if anybody noticed you in that situation.

No one is around you, you sigh in relief and went towards your home, putting the phone in your pocket.

A smile appears in shadows. A gloved hand adjusted the hat on top of head to hide the face properly. The shadowed figure whispered,

“My Bambi.”

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“Uh….”

Waking up in a dark room filled with the scents of different flowers; all of your favourite. The essence of these variety flowers is making your drowsy state more helpless. You can’t remember what happened to you before being in such a state.

“Help me…”

Rubbing your eyes, you realized that the room has dim light sources from the only candles placed on various light stands all around the room. You tried to sit up when you found yourself on a floor which is so shiny as if you are laying on a mirror because it can perfectly reflect your presence on it. Leaning sideways and balancing your weight on two hands, your attempt to sit on the floor is a success. Lifting up one of your hands to remove the hairs falling over your face to tug them behind your ears earned a groan of pain from you. Your hands feeling so heavy that caused your wrist to ache and then you found the cause for the happening. Hands are tied up in chains connected to the chains tying up your leg, the other end of the chain is getting dispersed into the dark corner of the room.

“Why am I tied with chains? Who even tied me up?”

Thinking hard to remember what happened to you in last moments.

Several memories popped up starting from morning when you found a letter and a bouquet at the front door like everyday. You were giggling to the sweet words and the praises written all over the letter, the sender ended the letter with a signature which can be read as BAMBI. You were sure it is from your boyfriend, the boy you are dating for last six months. Oh! He is such a sweetheart, his love for you is more than you have ever wanted from someone.

The memories flash forward to the evening when you were returning from a long day of work to your apartment to finally take rest. You were on a call with someone maybe your boyfriend when a figure with all in black came up to you suddenly. You didn’t hear anyone coming in that lonely road then how come this person is suddenly standing before you. Face was hidden due to the black panama hat and the extended hand towards you was covered with tight black leather gloves. The person was in all black attire maybe that was only possible for you to recognise because in that dark street with insufficient light to distinguish colors that was only how you could recognise it.

“What?....”

your head is aching with all these memories flashing on. Now the worst part is that you can’t remember what happen after that scene. You are trying hard to think, the headache causing you to close your eyes in pain. Your breathing is heavy and your whole body is paining. Your hands are not enough strong to keep your balance for any longer. No. You have to be strong, you need to figure out how to escape this place wherever you are and then you can think later about what could have possibly happened to you.

After three times of breathing practices, your panic settles down. Being in somewhat a little bit stable state, you looked around the place. The room is really dark, only the places where the candle lights can reach to is lit and visible, where the rest are mysteriously dark. You can feel that you are situated in the middle of a room, to your front there is a black curtain hanging from the ceiling covering the whole wall only leaving the sides for two very old vintage closets on either side to be palced. On your two sides, the walls have different kinds of hanging candle holders and various shelves and tables with things decorated on top of them which are barely visible. Turning your head to take a look of your back, its too dark that side and your chains are ending to that side.

You pulled the chains to see if the other end is fixed or not and to your dismay the action made loud jiggling sounds of the chains which echoed in the dark room.

“Haha…ha ha ha…” a laugh followed the sound of chains. Your eyes flash fear and a shiver run down your body on realizing that there is one more presence inside the room. So, all your actions till now were observed by someone and you didn’t know of it. This made you feel cautious and your hands automatically braced yourself and you pulled your knees inwards to your chest, sitting now facing the direction of the voice. The chains moving in a rhythm as if someone on the other side is playing with them. Heavy footsteps approaching you which made you close your eyes for not having the courage to face what is coming next.

Again, the person laughed, totally mocking your current state. You can hear a lot of chain sounds and ‘click’, something gets locked. The person’s voice is now much closer than before and so in the effect, your heart is racing too fast that it might burst out and cause an explosion then and there.

“Open your eyes my love.”

He is near you. Wait. He is totally in front of you, you can hear the footsteps stopped near you. The voice belongs to a man and your ears are blessed to hear such a smooth and honey like voice, even calling out for you. Slowly you parted your eyelids, revealing your glossy eyes to the man.

Is this real? Is this man real? The smile is so heavenly, no doubt that voice came out from these pretty lips. Oh no wait. This attire and the hat, your eyes scanning all over the figure in front of you and on realization you tried to scoot back. The chains didn’t help your attempt.

“Who are you?”

The man chuckled. Why is everything funny to this man? He has now sitter himself on his folded knees and one hand checking whether the chains are tied tightly or not, your eyes followed the chain and there is the other end locked in a hook on the wall. The other hand on his side seems like he is holding something.

“Why am I here?”

You are getting impatient to hear his explanation to keep you here like this even in this condition. He scoots near to you when his other hand revealed holding a shiny object. No no no. That’s a knife. Is he going to kill you?

“Are you going to kill me?” your voice is cracking in fear.

“My baby is so impatient.” He chuckled. The voice is so sweet and it can really hipnotis someone including you.

“I’m not your baby.”

He is literally keeping you like an animal who needs to be tamed and then also calling you with nicknames.

“You are being a bad girl again love.” Your eyes falling where he is playing with the knife, candle lights falling on the knife reflecting your fear in the room of mysterious dark.

“Stop with your names. Tell me who are you. Why am I here even tied up like this?” You are literally shouting at this point. Tears coming out in a flow and you are jerking your hands and legs to atleast get rid of those restraints.

“Oh. We can go slowly. One question at a time.”

He stands up in his position and now you are getting his overall look. He is wearing a black fedora coat with matching pant and a white shirt inside with a black tie visible perfectly in middle. His face is still hidden, if only it was not hidden then you could have tried to recognize this person.

Suddenly, the chandelier above you lit up and now the room is a bit more visible to you except the man’s face.

“Can you guess my name love?” He is smiling at you. Walking over to his previous place near you.

Glancing at the knife in his hand, you gulped and replied “……no”.

“Oh!” he pouts at you. “I am Baekhyun but you can call me candy.” He laughed at his own words.

“Baek-baekhyun?” you are trying to think if you have heard this name before or even have encountered someone who goes by this name.

“Thanks love. I like the short name. Call me Baek if you want.” You glared at him. In one of the corners situated a small brown couch, he walked with quiet footsteps over there and sat down with cross legs.

“What am I doing here?”

“You are safe here.”

“I don’t need any safety when I was already safe in first place.”

“No. Bad people are all out there. They will take you away from me.”

“What are you even saying?”

He suddenly stood up. Slow steps nearing your weak frame on the floor. Looking around for any object to throw at him which can at least hurt him and prevent him to approach you. In his way, he took off his hat and placed it on top of the table at the side of the couch. Revealing his beautiful face with jet black hairs and flawless baby face. His look is ethereal to belong to a criminal like him. His eyes seem like holding two diamonds in each hole with his precious smile resting on his face.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me.”

“You are keeping me tied up here without any particular reason and you are telling me not to fear you. Also, holding a damn knife in your hand.” Your teary eyes looking up at his face.

You pleaded, “Please let me go.”

“Bambi……my only Bambi…… my love.” He is getting lost in your eyes, in your glossy eyes which seems like the brightest star to him right now. Always.

Bambi? This. You have heard this before. Oh wait! Those flowers. Those letters. Those Candies.

“You…you…he…letters….” He grins widely when you mentioned about letters.

“Did you like them? Oh yes of course. The way you always giggle when reading them and one hand busy eating those candies. Thanks for always decorating those flowers at the places I like them the most.”

You are shocked to know this truth. All this time you thought that those are all given by your boyfriend and he didn’t ever mention it because maybe he wants to keep it like that. But you were totally wrong, that was him, the man standing before you.

“How do you know?”

“I can’t miss to see you even when you are home.”

“What the……”

“Hell? I am from there. Thank you. Fuck? Well maybe we can but later.” He is scooting near to you to come face to face with you.

“Go away. Let me go. Don’t come near to me.”

“I can’t do that when you are my favorite person.” His hands tracing your face, eyes admiring your face. Brushing your hairs away to take a better look at your beauty. His other hand brings up the knife and traced over your cheeks which cuts you a bit.

“I don’t want to be your favorite person. You are a psycho.” You shouted at him.

“You are so precious baby even your shouts sound like a melody to me.”

Jerking your body so much causing pain to shoot over to your hands and legs, this effects to cause deep purple marks over the skin near the tied-up places.

Blood flowing down your cheek and the cold knife placed on your other cheek cutting similarly as before. He is still smiling while looking at you. You are silently sobbing with eyes shut tightly and hoping someone to rescue you from here.

“The day I locked my eyes with you at the café. I knew, I have to keep this bambi eyes all to myself. The owner of these starry eyes should be kept in a safe place.” Blood oozing out of the cut is getting mixed with the tears falling from your eyes. Wiping the blood with one finger, he brings it near his eyes and admires it.

“Doesn’t this look like a melted Ruby. The stars falling from your eyes and the red velvety liquid from your skin mixing together to form this ruby.” Your eyes slowly open to respond him. Your cheeks are burning and your nails are digging on the shiny floor.

“Please, it hurts.”

“It hurts me too.” He stopped smiling and put the knife aside. “It hurts me too when I see you smiling without me, when I am not the cause of your precious smile. It hurts when you are laughing at something when I can give more things which can be funnier. It hurts me when you are holding hands with someone and that’s not me. IT HURTS EVERYTIME WHEN THE THINGS WHICH ARE KEEPING YOU HAPPY IS NOT ME.” He shouts in the end of the sentence.

Your sobs become audible on the impact of the shout and noticing it, he pulls you in a hug and caressing your back and hairs. The smell of his cologne is so soothing and it’s giving you comfort but this is literally wrong, it should not be so comforting when coming from a criminal, moreover a psycho.

“it’s okay love. I will not shout at you. It’s okay, don’t cry.” These words causing you to cry more because you are missing your boyfriend.

“I want to go home. Please……”

“But this is your home.” He said softly, placing a kiss on your head.

“No……. I want to go back to my own life where I can be all by myself and with him.”

“Him?” He holds you tighter before releasing to grip your forearms to make you face him.

“There is no him. You are my Bambi, my one and only precious Bambi and you love candies the most so I am your Candy.” He is having an evil glint in his eyes but quickly returns back to his soft appearance.

“No, I’m Y/N. I’m not your Bambi.”

“You are so funny my love.” He puts a hand inside the pocket of his coat to bring out a handkerchief and wipes your tears and blood. He gives you his little smile and put away the hanky aside. Again, repeating the previous action but now took out some different kinds of your favorite candies and chocolates. Your lost eyes and confused mind staring at him as to why out of so many other girls, he chose you when you just look like an ordinary girl beside other girls who are way more beautiful.

“Why me? I’m not that special.”

He chuckles at you while looking down at the candies. Bringing up the hand to pat your cheeks, he leans forward to kiss your forehead. He sits on the floor before you facing the curtained wall and pulls you on his lap with your back leaning to his chest. Held in an unknown man’s embrace, who is also the one keeping you captive makes you stiff in your place.

“You know, why have I kept the room dark?” silently and slowly you move your head side to side.

“Look at your reflection on the floor because of the candle lights. Its looking so nice. The bright lights will not allow me to admire your beauty like the way these candle lights with dim effects reflecting your beauty. I want your beauty to be the brightest light in this room and your eyes “, holding chin, he makes you face him. He is bending a bit forward, he smiles at you, “Your eyes to be the brightest star.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“To keep you safe of course. Trust me I can be the best person to you forever.”

“I don’t even know you and also you don’t know me then how can you expect me to trust you?”

“Oh love, I know you a lot more than you can ever imagine.” His other hand sliding up and down your forearms and side frames. This giving you chills all over your body.

Hand holding your chin moves to his other pocket to bring out a small remote and when he clicks it. The curtains covering the wall move aside and you look over there. Your eyes go wide in shock when realizing what’s on that wall.

Your pictures, every picture showing all types of your emotions. Pictures including of you practicing a dance cover of your favorite group, slipping on the floor, crying on the sofa while watching a drama to the ones where you are wearing your favorite dress and going to work, eating ice cream, going to date with your boyfriend but only you in the frame. There is countless of pictues which you yourself can’t even recall from where they are. You felt a kiss on top of your head.

“Do you like it?”

“How? This can’t be real.”

He chuckles, “This is very real.”

“No……..”

He turns your face towards him to take a look of your shocked eyes. He waited a bit before speaking up, “You know why you are my Bambi?”

“……”

“A deer when comes near to a car in front of the headlights, their eyes, those Bambi eyes look the brightest gem under the dark sky.”

Cupping your face in his hands, he places a soft kiss on your quivering lips, “You look exactly like that deer. Every night when I had followed you in shadows, under those street lights whenever you were afraid, those Bambi eyes looked the brightest star. They looked like mine to keep safe.”

He placed a candy inside your mouth. On realization, you wanted to throw it but he closed your mouth with pressing his palm over your lips tightly. Your eyes looked in fear towards him. He kissed your head and smiling adorably at you. Your heavy eyes slowly closing while staring at his smiling lips, the first thing of this man you noticed back then.

“Sleep my love, My Bambi.”

[Expected something horny? Nah nah nah. Let it be like this.]

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starillusion13

2 years ago

Hi! Can I request baekhyun fic? He and her so so in love but she got pregnant and he is confused. He go away and returns a few weeks ago/month. A really regretful and scared baekhyun and some angst and fluff things please! 😭

Our Angel

Pairing: husband! Baekhyun x f! pregnant reader

Genre: Mafia, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: mention of talking about abortion, taking care of yourself alone in pregnancy, giving birth, Baek will regret later for not caring you. Pregnancy stuffs mentioned, nothing major warnings needed.

W.C : 3.2k

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated 😭. Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

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“Baekhyun…”

“Stop it. You are going to the hospital with me and I don’t want to hear anything else from you.” Sliding his jacket and keeping the strong eye contact with you.

Your teary eyes are still shocked to see your husband acting like this way. Your world seems to be falling apart when he has suggested you to get rid of this unnecessary stuff. Stuff? This is the most important part of your life. This is the connection between you both then why this is unwanted.

“This is our baby, Baek.”

“Not needed. Our life is better without any baby so without getting any further with this conversation, we are going to hospital and you are aborting it. Got it?”

“No. I’m not doing this.”

“Are you really talking back to me on this?” He raises his eyebrows, tilting his head in a daring way to challenge you to speak more.

“Yes. I am stating my true points unlike you who is running away from his responsibilities.”

“Y/N!”

“Enough Baek. I don’t want to hear further anything about this and let me handle the situation on my own.”

Your hot tears are pooled in your eyes, shaking and threatened to fall anytime smoothly across the cheek just like the way the both of you are drifting apart from your once lovely relationship. You balled your fist by your side and looking at him in disbelief where he is folding his hands in front and daringly watching your movements.

“So, you think you can take care of yourself all alone?” Raising his eyebrows, a questionable look on his soft face.

A teardrop escapes your shaking eyes but he seems not to care about it at this moment, only if he has seen this other moment, he would have ripped off the skin who made you like this. But maybe he has changed. He has changed after he found out that you are pregnant.

“I can. If you don’t want this baby then fine, I will have this baby and will do take care of them on my own. I want to raise them to be a better person but never like you.”

“Y/N, you are crossing your limits.”

“Am I? And what are you doing? Running away from the responsibility and turning your back when we are ready to take a step further to our relationship.”

“Responsibility? Y/N, we can think of this another time.”

“Baek. When you didn’t want this then why you gave me false hope and prepared my mind to accept this baby. Why Baek why?”

You are breaking down and falling apart into thousands of pieces. The lovely and healthy relationship between you both is fading away and you don’t know how to keep it in place anymore.

“Y/N, calm down. These are just feelings and you are overwhelmed knowing about this sudden news last week. All these will fade away and then you can understand me.”

Calm down? Feelings will fade away? These all are his thoughts for me right now? All the promises, love talks, future plannings, bonding, everything seems fake to you now. His smile, laugh shared with you, adorable gestures to you, they all seem like an act to you. So he just wanted you to be his partner in this mafia world? He didn’t care you as his wife and never wanted to have a baby who can be a burden to him.

“Sure. If you don’t want any of these then fine, I’m leaving you here on your own and never try to find me.”

At this point, hot tears streaming down your eyes, your hands messily tugging the loose hair strands behind the ears. On hearing your statement, Baekhyun pick up the nearest vase and throws towards the wall. The action makes a loud sound followed by shattering pieces of the fibres scattered all around the floor just like your heart is breaking with each word. You flinch and your hands tremble.

“You are leaving me? Are you serious?”

His eyes are furious and his breathing is heavy as if he is contemplating the whole situation. Hands gripping the head of the sofa tightly on which he is leaning. You standing near the stairs grip the stair railing for your support and watching him. The one who being a mafia leader never showed you his beast side in any situation is now a raging character who can burn you alive right now.

“Yes. I’m sure that leaving you here will be the good decision and have my own life far away from you.”

You feel nauseous and run towards the kitchen. Bending to the sink, you throw up. Tears falling down your eyes and trembling hands gripping the edge of the counter. You slide down and lean to the cabinets, bringing the knees towards your chest and holding them tightly and resting your forehead on top of it. Your sobs are echoing through the walls of the kitchen but there is no one to comfort you.

“I’m so sorry baby. You have to go through all these. I don’t know whether I can be a better mother to you or not but trust me I will stay with you and try my best to give you a perfect life. I know it’s a better decision to give up but…but I want to keep you with me. Please I hope you can forgive me one day.”

Footsteps stop in front of your frame but you don’t want to look up to see your husband, already knowing how much ignorant he is with your feelings on this situation.

“Go away Baekhyun.”

“He has gone.” The person sit himself on his knees, putting his hands on your shoulder to make you look up. “What happened Y/N? Why is he angry with you and left the house?”

“He left the house?”

Your wide eyes staring at the man in front, Baekhyun’s bestfriend, Chanyeol who is also your close friend and supports you whenever there is any argument between you and your husband. Pressing his lips into a line, dimple deepening into the cheek. He nods and make you stand up, still supporting against the counter. He washes your face and sets your hairs in place.

“What happened?”

“Chanyeol….He doesn’t want the baby…..and I want to keep it….I’m scared…I don’t know what to do anymore.”

He hugs you and rubs your back in comfort. “Shhh. You are already three months pregnant Y/N. It’s not good for the baby if you keep crying like this. I will talk with him. Let me solve this with him.” He takes out his phone and the other hand pulls you lightly towards the bedroom.

“Take your medicines and have some rest. If you fall sick with exhaustion, it will be not good for both of you and your baby. I will see if I can manage for your dinner in some way.”

Tugging you in the bed, he gives you a smile and goes outside the room. Being all alone in the shared bedroom, many thoughts started to run through your mind.

‘How will you take care of you and your baby? Will you be a good mom? Did he really leave you? No right? He is just going through some emotion, right? He still loves you and will come back for you to see you happy. He will again support your decisions. He will hug you tightly and surround you with all the warmth needed.’

You don’t know when you fell asleep. Late at night, Chanyeol wake you up and ask you to eat some food but you denied and wait for your husband to return. He looks at you apologetically and then speaks up.

“He is not going to come back Y/N. He is no more picking up my call after we had the argument on this. Please try to understand the situation and eat up….atleast for the baby.”

“Baek…..Baekhyun….” You cry out loudly thinking of all the happy moments shared between you both. You ate a little, not to the liking of Chanyeol but he understands your condition. He gives you the medicines and urges you to sleep.

Next day morning, Chanyeol left a note on saying how he had to leave for a meeting and you can call him if you need any kind of help or not. Help? You want a happy little family with your husband. Again?

You rub your belly while looking at the sky from your balcony. A soft smile adorning your broken feature, still a teardrop manages to escape your doe eyes.

“One day, we will be together and we will be the happiest.”

Its been six months after the incident. You hoped everyday for his return but to your dismay, he never came back to your doorstep. Whenever you heard the ringing of the doorbell, you hopefully opened the door to welcome him back but there were only your deliveries or Chanyeol. Chanyeol really helped you a lot during the months of pregnancy. He even managed to help you in some conditions when a wife needs their husband a lot. Also, one day, he asked you for allow him to be your baby’s father but you quickly dismissed the topic and he never brought that up again.

You cant forget Baekhyun so easily. Atleast somewhere, he is still thinking about you like you hope to see him for once. Going to check ups all alone. Watching other patients happily waiting for their turn and planning about the future with their husband meanwhile you sitting alone in the corner and apologizing to the baby who has not yet came to this cruel world. You needed Baekhyun many times but all you got in return was a dead phone call line. No one answered you. You sometimes lost control in the house and broke things and messily tried to end your life without thinking straight but the next moment you thought about your baby and that it was all your decision.

YOU HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING FOR YOUR BABY.

Today is your date given for the delivery and Chanyeol has prepared everything for you to arrive to the hospital safely. You had your labour pain in the midway to the hospital but luckily, you reached on time.

Everything happened so hastily that you couldn’t manage to wrap your head around the whole situation that how you were laid down on the emergency bed and been moved to the OT delivery room. You were under the care of the nurses and doctor when you were screaming for the pain and you knew that in some few hours you will get to see your lovely daughter. You were so happy to know that it is going to be a daughter and amidst the pain, you still managed to smile in a hope to see your lovely baby.

You wake up from your deep slumber. Parting the heavy eyelids is a lot of work to you right now. Your body is weak and exhausted after the delivery and heavy dose of medicines for the pain. You manage to sit up and your hooded eyes look towards the baby cot bed. It is empty. Your panic rises up and hands grip the white bedsheet. The sound of air conditioner being deaf to your ears while a danger bell ringing inside your head and you frantically looking all around when you spot a nurse entering your room with a register monitor board. She catches your panic sight and comes near your form.

“Ma’am, what happened?”

“My..my b-baby. Where is my baby?”

“Calm down Ma’am. You are having a healthy baby girl, she was kept near your body when we brought her to this room and then her father took her to play with her.”

Father? They might have mistaken Chanyeol as her father, right? Oh no. I have to clear their misunderstanding right now or else it is going to be worse.

“Umm. He is not her father. He is her uncle. Where are they?”

The nurse looks at you with confusion filled eyes.

“Uncle?”

You flinch on hearing the familiar voice. The sweet melodious voice which can ease any tension, which has a warmth laced in the tome to calm any restless self. But, how can he be here? Are you hearing things right now?

The nurse turns towards the voice and smiles and then proceed on checking the readings on the monitor display about your body health updates and then when the person came in view and you can see him holding the baby firmly in his hands.

The nurse after having noted down all the records, quickly leaves the room and now its you and your baby in Baekhyun’s delicate hold.

“Am I her uncle now?’

“…..Baekhyun?”

“How are you Y/N? Look the baby is so pretty…..just like you.”

“Why did you come here?”

You are still staring at him in disbelief. You cant believe that he is standing in front of you and moreover holding the baby for which, he went away that day.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m so sorry. I know you cant forgive me but please listen to me. Please. Don’t take away this baby from me.”

“I always listen to you Baekhyun. Please say why you left me that day, I will hear you.”

He sits near the foot of your hospital bed and looks down to the new born angel in his hand. He smiles to her softly and caress her cheeks with his index finger and then looks towards you. You are lost in the view unfolding in front of you to see the love of a father towards his new born daughter.

“I was scared Y/N. I was always scared for you being in my merciless life. You are always my fist priority and most important responsibility. I love you so much. I never wanted to cause any sort of tiny harm to you but when….when I got the news of your pregnancy, I got more scared. I thought how to welcome a new member and take more responsibility when I am always worried for you? Everyday, I thought to change your mind from keeping the baby but you were determined with your decision.”

You shift a bit forward to hold his wrist and squeeze it in assurance that you are listening to him. Tears falling down his eyes and a tear drop falls on the baby’s cheek who is warmly wrapped in a pink towel cloth. No one would believe him as a mafia leader who is crying helplessly in a casual grey and brown t-shirt and pants with a sleeping newborn in his hand.

“Are you still scared?”

“No. That day when I left you, I will never forgive myself for that. I blamed everyday to hurt you like that when you needed me the most but my coward self never made up the courage to face you during the situation. Chanyeol contacted me a lot of times and I got to know about you from him. I made him promise me not to tell you about me and one day, when I should take a final decision, I will go to you on my own.”

“Is that day today?” You ask him softly and he nods.

He is staring straight to you, “I thought about expanding our family everyday. To have a beautiful family with our children but the news seems like so sudden and early to make any decision. My foggy head did not think that how much hurt you will be. I will never forgive myself for hurting you. I proved to be a bad husband and a bad father.”

“No Baek, listen. You are going to be a great father. You are going to protect her and she is so lucky to have you. You were worried and scared and that’s why you ran away. You are a mafia leader, you only know to handle every situation aggressively and that’s why you went far away from me because you did not want to hurt me. You were scared of yourself.”

“You are not angry or upset with me?”

“Baek. I am upset. I am angry too. I was having so many emotions going through all these months but they didn’t fade away. They became strong with the time. Whenever I was alone, I felt scared but the next moment I felt nothing because I kept telling myself that no one will be there to make me feel safe. I was angry with you leaving me without hearing my side, without looking back at me to see how helpless I was. I was upset that my decision to keep this baby had broken us apart. I was upset that the reason I was crying and you being angry with me was all because of me. Because of this baby.”

Baekhyun is hugging the baby to his chest and crying continuously. His ears and cheeks turning red due to the effect and you caressed his head.

You both were scared and were weak in making a proper decision on this life note. If only you both have spoken with each other properly then today you would have happily enjoying the moment and welcoming the baby.

“I’m sorry baby. I’m sorry to leave you that day. Please forgive me.”

“Which baby?”

You smile on your own question and then your husband looks at you with his puffy eyes and red nose.

“What do you mean?”

“ah! So I am not your baby anymore? Is this little angel taking my spot in your life?”

Realization hits him and he laughs out aloud with still teary eyes. You laugh along with him.

“Never. You both have same place in my heart. I will protect my baby and this angel forever and now I have made up my mind that no matter how scared I will be for both of you. I’m not leaving again. I will fight the danger with keeping you both safe with me.”

“And I will always be the strong supporter by your side.”

His hand caresses your cheek and leans forward to kiss your lips. The baby is awake now and smiling with half closed eyes. Those eyes and lips are totally like her father and having his sweetest smile on those small lips.

“She looks like you, Baekhyun.”

You both are looking down to the angel in his hands. The baby he never wanted and told you to have an abortion. He is holding the baby continuously in his hand and firmly gripping as if the baby will disappear, if he ever softens the grip.

“Of course, my baby will look like me and that’s why she is so pretty but her squeezy cheeks are like you.”

“Am I not pretty?”

“Maybe.”

“Yaaa.”

“You will be a great mother and she is so lucky to have you as her guardian.”

“She is lucky to have both of us.”

An angel is blessed in both of your life and marks the beginning of the new stage of life on a happy note.

“Our angel.”

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<BYUN BAEKHYUN IS MY HUSBAND> THANK YOU!

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starillusion13

1 year ago

Hello! Can I make a request? About Baekhyun's jealousy. His wife is a kdrama fan and has been a fan of Park Bogum for some time. The reader found Baekhyun's attitude sweet and funny. She was also surprised. He was never jealous of such things. (Maybe he needs some attention)

"He is really cute, what should I do?"

"They look beautiful together"

"Bogummy did a good job"

"Hey, I'm here and you'd rather watch TV for 500 hours than spend time together?"

The smile disappeared from his face when the reader noticed his jokingly angry tone.

The rest is up to you!!

Please some fluff things!! ❣❣

Are you jealous?

Hello! Can I Make A Request? About Baekhyun's Jealousy. His Wife Is A Kdrama Fan And Has Been A Fan Of

Pairing: Baekhyun x f!reader

Genre: Fluff, slice of life

W.C: 1.4k

Warnings: none ( but mention of actor Park Bogum)

Networks: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated . Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

You were giggling and munching on the snacks that were all displayed in front of you. Not even glancing at the things that you were eating, but eyes still fixed on the T.V screen where one of the most exciting dramas from your watch-list was playing.

The way you were cooing and making faces while watching the main lead as if you were talking about your high-school crush to your best-friend.

Something blocked your way of vision and annoyingly you tried to push away the person. But the person didn’t budge and stood at the place, hands resting on his hip.

“Hey, move. I’m watching T.V. I don’t want to miss a single scene.”

You were trying to watch the screen from the person’s side but he was again blocking the view. Getting enough of the bullshit, you somehow paused the drama and looked up to see him standing, furrowed eyes and pout on his face.

You rolled your eyes and leaned back into the sofa and he sat beside you.

“What are you watching?”

You glanced at him and at the big screen. Can’t he see himself? But you were not feeling to talk back to him as you were already annoyed with him for interrupting your drama.

“K-Drama.” You said in a tone as if it was very obvious and you offered the chips towards him. He huffed his cheeks but grabbed some from the packet. He was trying his best to look intimidating and angry but you were finding his attitude cute and funny.

“Last night, you finished a K-drama and again you are watching this. Is it the same one?”

He looked confused at the screen and back at you when you were scrolling on your phone. Before he could speak anything, you held up your phone in front of him.

“What?”

“Isn’t he cute, Baek?” You titled your head to side and peeked from behind your phone to look at him. He glanced between you and the person you were showing on your screen.

“Who is he?”

You smiled and scooted closer to him, “His name is Park Bogum. He is the cutest actor to me. Last night I finished watching ‘Encounter’ and now I’m watching his other k-drama, its named ‘Record of Youth’. I can’t get enough of his acting.”

He ‘tsk’ and hugged you to pull you on his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder to look down at your phone, where you were typing something.

“You are literally obsessed with him, Y/n.”

"He is really cute, what should I do?" you replied and cooed to the picture displaying on your phone screen without noticing the pout on his face.

You were scrolling through some images in google and tapped open one to show your boyfriend. He pretended to look away but you gripped his cheeks, pressing your fingers lightly to make him focus on what you were trying to show.

"They look beautiful together" you smiled, but to whom. Were you smiling at the couple you were showing from your last k-drama or your smile was for your boyfriend?

You leaned back into your boyfriend’s embrace and tried to grab the remote but he was quick to take it back from you.

"What? Are you going to watch with me? Bogummy did a good job and I know you will love his acting." Your cheerful tone was not setting right with him even when you were literally speaking about this another man in front of him. But he was atleast happy that you were smiling while sitting on his lap.

“Bogummy?...You are now calling him with a nickname. How come this person suddenly replacing me?”

You ignored his childish comments and pecked his cheek, it got him taken aback and you found it the chance for sneaking the remote from his hands. Just two seconds into the drama and it got turned off. You let out a groan and turned back to him and watched him smiling down at you.

You waited for him to reply and you raised your brows.

"Hey, I'm here and you'd rather watch TV for 500 hours than spend time together?"

The smile disappeared from his face when you noticed his jokingly angry tone.

Licking your lips, you scanned his face and felt hurt. He was sitting in front of you, so close to your body. You could feel the heat radiating from his body and still here you were ignoring him for the k-drama. Maybe, you love to watch them but nothing is more important or lovable to you than him, your boyfriend, Baekhyun. You turned around, now facing him to his side.

“Baek…”

“What?”

“Don’t tell me you are jealous with this actor.” He stared at you for a while before you continued. “If you are…then I don’t think you are much older than five years old.”

You stifled a laugh and he puffed your cheeks.

“Yes I am jealous. Look I came here yesterday but you were not even speaking with me and watching this man on repeat. Why is he so important?”

Oh. Your big baby needs some attention. But it’s your fault too as he came back after 1 week of exchange student project but without greeting him properly, you were watching your new crush. Well, celebrity crush. Your real crush is always Baekhyun.

“Aww my baby missed me. Come here, give me a hug.” You spoke to him in baby language and honestly you were cringing on your own tone but you were having fun in teasing him. But he held your extended hand and pinned them down while leaning forward.

“I see you got something or someone to spend your time with when am not around. It’s definitely I have missed you for one whole week but it seems like you didn’t even think about me for once because of this Bogummy guy.” His irritated tone was not harsh but it was funny to you.

You laughed lightly at the way he pronounced the name, even the nickname you said earlier.

“Now for whom are you being so smiley-smiley?” he narrowed his eyes and stared down at you. You were almost lying on the sofa and he was hovering on top of you.

“For….him.” It's fun to tase him.

“YAH!” He started tickling you and the room filled with both of your laughs. After a while when both of you were tired from tickling each other and laughing, you laid down and he rested his head on top of your chest. Your hands automatically started playing with his hairs.

“I missed you, Baek.” You told him softly.

He hummed to you and raised his head up to look at you. His hand caressed your face and head and combed your hairs. You closed your eyes and leaned to his touch. Damn, how you missed his touch so much.

He smiled at you and before your lips could curl up, he connected his lips with you. You smiled in the kiss and there was a desperation in the kiss. From both the sides. You both have missed each other for one week and you both are childish for each other. It’s okay as in the end it’s only you both for each other. Your hands moved around his neck to keep him close to you and he held your jaw and head.

Breaking from the kiss, he rested his forehead against yours. A glint of happiness flickering in his eyes.

“Did I make you forget him now?”

“Baek, you are still onto it. Come on. I love you. He is just a celebrity crush.”

He laughed and nodded.

"I love you too, Y/n." you pecked him.

“But next time, before leaving I will make sure that you don’t fall in love with another celebrity.”

“And what are you even going to do?”

“All the things you are watching and loving, I’m going to reenact them in reality.” He had that mischievous look with the teasing smirk on his face but you smirked back at him.

“I would love to see them. Afterall its you who would be doing those things to me.”

Again the room got filled with laughter.

Literally whenever I imagine Baekhyun, it feels like he is my real boyfriend. He is my first love in k-pop and no one can ever replace him.

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xiutingmyself

8 years ago

Saving Lives pt. 6

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in later chapters)

Word Count: 2,074

Summary: You’re about to start your internship in Seoul’s most prestigious hospital but before you devote your whole life to medicine, you decide to have one more night of freedom. But, what happens when that one night follows you to your job in the hospital? (inspired by Grey’s Anatomy)

A/N: I know it’s been a while since I posted but my time has been consumed with school and college apps. But I do and will try my best with updating. I know it might not seem like it, but I do try to make as much time for this as I can, it just doesn’t seem to be enough. Anyways, here’s the highly anticipated chapter. I’m not that proud of it and I wish I could’ve spent more time on it but I didn’t want to keep you all waiting. ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 6:

It’s been 2 weeks since I last talked to Baekhyun. I’ve been all over the place, making sure everything I do is needed. I’ve run into him a couple times, but when I try talking to him, he just looks down and walks away. I shouldn’t care as much as I do, especially when Jihyo has been all over him these past weeks. She’s been stealing all the charts and patients that Baekhyun is likely to see just so she can spend more time with him. So to distract myself, I just dove into my work. I try to assist on every surgery that comes my way.

“Okay so Dr. Byun has a cranial case in which he’s going to need some help-” starts out Dr. Kim. “I’ll do it,” interjects Jihyo. “Don’t interrupt me,” warns Dr. Kim, giving her the death stare. “Anyways, I was thinking that Y/N can have this case. I’ve seen her working the hardest and making herself more useful than any of you. If you want a surgery, then deserve it. Jihyo you can go with her.” He pats me on the back, harder than I expected, making me wince. He continues, “Okay so Chanyeol, you’ll be doing labs. Chen, you’ll be helping me do a whipple. Can anyone tell me what that is?” We all raise our hands to answer the question. The residents and attendings, depending on who we’re working with, ask us questions, quiz us on our knowledge, hence this being a learning hospital. Dr. Kim calls on Chanyeol. “It’s a pancreatic duodectomy.” “Correct and what is it used to treat?” We all raise our hands again. “Chen.” “Abdominal mass,” states Chen proudly. “Not necessarily. Unless it’s consistent with…” Only Jihyo and I raise our hands this time. “Y/N.” “Pancreatic cancer.” “Correct.” Yes! I feel Chen pat my back in congrats as Dr. Kim continues. “Now go to your stations and get to work. Don’t page me unless it’s something important. Chen, come with me.” We all depart and go our separate ways. The closer I get to where Baekhyun is, the more nervous I get. What if he doesn’t let me scrub in? What if he only lets Jihyo in? What if he asks for another intern, making me look bad and possibly causing the hospital to renounce my internship. We just reach the door enough to hear Baekhyun say, “where are those interns I’ve asked for?” “We’re here,” I say. He turns around in his chair and looks at me with an unreadable expression. My breath hitches in my throat as we make eye contact. “Good,” he’s starts. He looks down, breaking our eye contact. “Come here and clean his scalp for me.” I walk over to where he’s sitting as he hands me the bloody towel. Our gloved hands overlap each other causing heat to rise up to my cheeks. He gets up off his seat and coughs awkwardly, getting my attention. “I was just telling the nurses and staff that he accidentally fell during his job at a construction site and punctured nails into his head from a nail gun he was holding.” “N-nails, like the ones you use to build things?” asks Jihyo in surprise. It seems like Baekhyun forgot she was there because he jumped a little at her voice. “Yeah, the thick, metal ones.” “I can’t see my hands.” We look to where the voice was coming from, on the patient’s bed. “Oh my god, how is he still conscious?” Jihyo asks. The staff begins to move frantically now that we know he’s conscious. “Use 4 milligrams of morphine. Titrate up to 10,” says Baekhyun. “Please don’t move mister…” I begin. “Choi Siwon,” adds Baekhyun. He shines his penlight at his eyes, checking for a response. “Somehow he managed to miss the blood vessel that is keeping him conscious.” “That’s basically a miracle,” I say in astonishment. “How many nails does he have?” “Seven. Although his optic nerves have been affected. What’s our immediate concern?” asks Baekhyun. “Bleeding,” Jihyo says abruptly. “No, not yet,” says Baekhyun. He turns around, finally looking me in the eye again. “What’s our immediate concern?” “Infection,” I say quietly. “Right.” He turns to the rest of staff. “I’m gonna be pulling these nails out in the next half hour. I need a C.T.” “C.T.s are down,” says a nurse. “What?!” Baekhyun runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “They exchanged them out last night,” continues the nurse. “The computers crashed, they said they will have them back up by 1:00.” “Fine. What are our other options?” Baekhyun turns to Jihyo and I. “An M.R.I..” says Jihyo. “The man has nails in his head,” Baekhyun says furiously, “why would we stick him in a giant magnet?” He points at me. “What are we going to do? What can we do to help this man and cause minimal damage?” Everyone in the room is staring at me and I begin to feel the pressure. Calm down, Y/N. You know the answer. Just stay calm. “We need films from 3 axis points and a c-arm in surgery.” “And what is the c-arm for?” He challenges. “It will provide images for us to know where to make our incisions.” “Perfect. You heard her people, prep a c-arm.” He turns to me. “I’m going to need you to stay with Siwon at all times and get him to a room. Page me if anything changes.” And with that, the room becomes empty, except for me and Siwon. “Hey.” And Jihyo. “Hmm?” “Do you like Dr. Byun?” My eyes widen. “What? No. Why would you ask that?” “Because you’re all over him.” I scoff. “I was all over him? You’ve been assisting in all his surgeries for the past two weeks. And I was assigned to this case, it’s not like I volunteered.” “Well ask Dr. Kim if you can switch.” “But I don’t want to switch.” “What?!” “Listen. This is a medical miracle. I’m not going to step out of this case and not enhance my medical career just because you feel a little insecure when I’m around Dr. Byun. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to prep Siwon for his surgery.” I stand up and push Siwon’s gurney out the door, leaving Jihyo alone in the E.R. ~ I sit down next to Chen in the cafeteria. “I hate him.” “Who?” he says with a mouthful of food. “Baekhyun.” “Why? He seems like a cool guy. Besides the fact he’s been ignoring you all this time.” “I hate him. I hate how he makes me feel, I hate how cute he is, and I hate that I care so much.” I put my hands over my face. “Because of that, now Jihyo thinks I like him and has declared this rivalry against me.” “Oh my god,” laughs Chen. “The one thing you hate the most is happening to you, with the most boy-crazy girl. I don’t know what you’re going to do.” “It’s not funny Chen,” I groan. “You know I hate fighting over boys. It’s so stupid and demeaning. Anyways what should I do?” “I think the first thing you need to do is clear up things with Dr. Byun. He’s the root of your problem so start from there and work your way down.” “Yeah, you’re right.” I throw my arms around him causing him to flinch. “Yay!! Thank you for being helpful for once.” “Hey! I’m helpful all the time.” I squeeze his cheek. “Sure you are.” “Hey, how’s the cranial case going?” asks Chanyeol. “It’s going great Chanyeol,” I get up from my seat confidently and pat Chanyeol on the shoulder on my way out. “It’s going just fine.” ~ I walk around the hospital looking for Baekhyun. If I’m going to be able to talk to him, I have to corner him somewhere where he can’t leave. Just then I see him entering the on-call room. Okay good. That’s where we had our last fall out and now we’re going to solve it. I enter the on-call room hoping he won’t leave when he sees me. He turns around and his eyes widen. They soon turn into eyes of anger and he attempts to walk out but I block the door. “Wait, please. Let’s talk. Please.” He stares at my pleading eyes and sighs as he steps away from the door, giving us room. He crosses his arms and stares at me intensely. “Chen is not my boyfriend,” I blurt out. “Then why are you always together, and why did I walk in on the two of you being really intimate,” he asks angrily. “He’s my best friend. Nothing more.” “It doesn’t seem like you two are just friends. Did you just lead me on even though you had someone else?” Now my blood begins to boil. He keeps making assumptions without hearing me out, making me look like the bad guy. “First of all, he’s just a friend. Second of all, I don’t have to explain anything to you because third of all, I did not lead you on. I never gave you the assumption that you and I were ever going to be anything more than co-workers. The second I found out you worked here, I told you that there was no possibility of there being an ‘us’ so just back off.” That seems to anger him even more because he takes two long strides to get in front of my face. “I don’t think that’s what you want.” “What makes you think tha-” My words are interrupted by the crash of his lips against mine. He holds my face with both his hands, deepening the kiss. My head is spinning. My hands are pressed against his chest but instead of pushing him away, I pull him closer to me. He soon pulls away, staring at my plump lips. “Told you.” I let go of his shirt and back away to sit on the bed. Why is he always right? I won’t give him the satisfaction so I stay quiet. He sits next to me on the bed. “Why won’t you stop denying it and let me take you out?” “We can’t,” I look down at my hands. “It’s inappropriate. And besides, this got me into trouble already.” Before I can realize what I said, Baekhyun speaks. “What do you mean this already got you in trouble?” I stay silent, hoping he won’t pry too much. Much to my luck, he won’t budge. He grabs my chin and makes me look at him. “Y/N. What do you mean by trouble?” I sigh. “I told Chen about us and when you gave me the surgery, he got angry and said it was because I slept with you.” Baekhyun furrows his eyebrows and gets up quickly. “I’m going to kill him.” He walks towards the door but I grab his arm, pulling him back. “Wait listen to me.” I pull him back to sit on the bed. Once I know I have his full attention, I continue. “That’s why I came to your office to clarify why you chose me for the surgery. That’s also why he and I were hugging. He apologized for what he said. Just please don’t be mad at him.” “Fine I won’t.” “Thank yo-” “Only if you go on a date with me.” I open my mouth to say something but no words would come out. “Just one date,” he clarifies. “I can’t.” “You can.” “No, I can’t. This is might be easy for you but not for me. Do you know what people will say?” “Who cares what they say?” “I do. Do you know how many people will dismiss and degrade my work just because they think I’m getting by by sleeping with my boss? If my own best friend thought that, imagine the majority of the interns and residents. I can’t put my career on the line for whatever this is.” Baekhyun seems conflicted. Before he can respond, my pager begins to ring, indicating an emergency. “I have to go.” I get up and walk towards the door to be pulled back. “Wait, we need to talk about this.” “We’ll talk more later. But right now I have to go.” I get out of his hold and run out the door, leaving him alone in the on-call room.

A/N: I’m sorry again for the lag and I hope this made up for it.

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xiutingmyself

8 years ago

Saving Lives pt. 7

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in later chapters)

Word Count: 2,153

A/N: omg hello everyone!! its been a while since I’ve updated. I’m almost done with college apps and since I’m in thanksgiving vacation, I’ve had time to work on this fic. so as a thank you to you all that have been supporting me and been appreciative of this fic, I’ve decided to post two chapters this week. I’m almost done with the eighth part so it should be up in a couple of days. i hope everyone has an amazing thanksgiving break and if you don’t celebrate thanksgiving, i hope you have an amazing day. ~admin L

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

(credit to the owner of the pic)

Part 7:

Avoiding Baekhyun is almost impossible, especially when you have to work with him the whole week. Every time we finish a simple task, like fill out a chart or do an x-ray, he asks: “Can we talk now?” And every time, I reply with a rejection. It’s been 3 days since we’ve been working together on this case and he won’t budge.

We’re standing outside of Siwon’s room waiting for him to sign the consent forms for his surgery when Baekhyun pulls me aside. “Can we talk now?” I look around to see if anybody is looking at us. I make eye contact with Jihyo’s menacing stare but quickly avert my eyes back to Baekhyun. “No,” I simply reply. “Fine,” he sighs. “I didn’t want to do this but if you don’t talk to me right now then I’m not letting you scrub in on the surgery.” “What?!” I yell before I can stop myself. I scan the room again and now everyone is staring at me. I cough awkwardly and bring my attention back to Baekhyun. “You can’t do that.” “Yes, I can. I can do whatever I want because I’m your boss,” he smirks. “That’s taking advantage of your power.” “I know,” he continues to smirk. “You’re annoying.” “There’s only room for one intern to scrub in on the surgery so I either choose you or Jihyo. Who’s it going to be?” “I hate you.” He laughs. “You love me.” I roll my eyes. “Let’s go.” I turn around and begin walking with Baekhyun following behind me like an obedient puppy. We sit at a table in the cafeteria, our lunch displayed in front of us. I pick up my sandwich to take a bite but feel uncomfortable with Baekhyun staring at me with that big, stupid grin on his face. I put my sandwich down and stare him down. “What?” “Oh, nothing. I just find it cute that you bring your own lunch from home.” “Well as an intern, I can’t really afford to buy lunch every day so this will do.” His smile falters a bit but then rises again as he reaches over and takes my lunch. “Hey! What the-” “Here. You can take my salad. I’m tired of cafeteria food anyways.” He takes a bite of my sandwich and immediately puts his thumbs up. “This is really good! You can be a chef.” I chuckle. “It’s just a sandwich, Baek.” “It’s the best sandwich I’ve ever eaten in my entire life,” he says as he takes a huge bite. I laugh at his exaggerations. He looks like a little kid, eating a homemade sandwich with a huge smile on his face and mayo splattered on the corner of his lip. Without thinking I reach over and wipe it off with my thumb causing Baekhyun and I both to freeze. He looks me in the eye with an unreadable expression and I quickly retract my hand, looking down at the table. “Sorry. You, uh, had some mayo on your face.” “Thanks, mom,” he chuckles to lighten the mood, which I’m grateful for. He pushes his salad towards me. “Eat up. I’m not giving you your sandwich back so you better eat up.” “I feel weird just taking your food.” “It’s fine. I stole your food anyways. Here.” He picks up a fork full of lettuce and chicken and aims it towards my mouth. I awkwardly open my mouth to take in the food as he hums in approval. “Good girl.” I laugh, “Shut up.” All of a sudden I hear a cough to my right and see Chen and Chanyeol with their lunch trays, staring at Baekhyun and I. “Are these seats taken?” asks Chanyeol. “No, uh, they’re not,” I say awkwardly. “Good,” says Chen, as he and Chanyeol sit to the right of me, all of us facing a lonely Baekhyun now. “So what’s going on?” asks Chanyeol. “Nothing,” Baekhyun and I both blurt out, making Chen and Chanyeol look at us more suspiciously. “With all due respect sir,” starts out Chanyeol, “why are you sitting with Y/N? Attendings don’t usually hang out with interns.” “Oh, umm, well I was just explaining to Y/N the procedure of the surgery we’re doing tomorrow. She’s going to be scrubbing in and I wanted to make sure she was prepared.” “Wait,” says a voice next to Baekhyun. We turn to see Jihyo with her lunch, staring down at Baekhyun. She pulls the chair next to him and sits down. “Why aren’t you explaining the procedure to me as well?” “Well there’s only space for one intern to scrub in and I’ve chosen Y/N.” “What? Why her?” She looks my way, shooting me threatening glares causing me to look down at my newly owned salad as if it’s the most interesting thing in the room. Before Baekhyun can reply, Chen speaks. “What a lovely surprise it is to see you Jihyo.” Chen tilts his head to the side. “You don’t usually eat lunch with us so why are you here now? Hmm?” Chen is a real one. He knows how much Jihyo despises me because of Baekhyun and now this is payback. She coughs awkwardly. “What are you t-talking about? I-I always eat lunch with you guys.” “No you don’t,” interjects Chanyeol. “I’m pretty sure this is the first time you’ve eaten lunch with us.” “I think I’m going to go now,” stands Baekhyun. “I’ll see you later Y/N.” “Wait,” calls out Jihyo. “Where are you going?” “I think I’m going to check on Siwon to see if his vitals are stable.” “I’ll go with you,” blurts out Jihyo. “Don’t you want to stay here with your friends?” “They’re not really my friends. I’ll go with you.” Chen clutches his heart jokingly and pretends to faint on Chanyeol. Baekhyun begins walking away and Jihyo gets up and follows behind. “Did she really just say that?” asks Chen. “Yeah, she did,” I say calmly. ~ “How are you feeling today Siwon?” He smiles at me with a gentle grin. “I’m okay for now Y/N. Thank you.” “No problem,” I smile. I go towards his screen and check his vitals. “Everything seems to be good. You ready for your surgery tomorrow?” “I have no choice but to be ready.” “True,” I chuckle. “Have you talked to Dr. Byun yet?” My eyes widen at the mention of Baekhyun. “What do you mean?” “I’m not deaf you know, I can hear your conversations. Especially when I’m in this hospital bed with nothing to do, I can’t help but find some sort of entertainment with whatever is around me.” I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. He pats the side of his bed, making space for me to sit. I sit and he smiles at me with pity. “So have you spoken to him?” “Not really.” “What do you mean ‘not really’?” I sigh. “It’s complicated. How much do you know about Dr. Byun and I? "Enough to know that he likes you and you like him, but you don’t want to date him because he’s your boss. And something happened between you two and now he wants to talk about it.” “You got it spot on.” “I’ve been told I’m a good listener.” I laugh sarcastically. “I’ve been told I’m a horrible listener.” “I can see that.” I laugh and get up when I hear a knock on the door. “Sorry to interrupt,” says Baekhyun at the door. “Can I steal Y/N for a little bit?” “By all means,” says Siwon. I look back at Siwon and he gives me a playful wink, causing me to roll my eyes. I walk over to where Baekhyun is now, at the nurse reception. “You called?” I say monotonous. “We never finished talking and I’m letting you scrub in.” “Okay …” “Let’s go into an on-call room.” “Fine.” I follow him into the closest on-call room and close the door behind us. I look around to see if anybody else is in here and when the coast is clear, I sit on the bed next to Baekhyun. “What’s up?” I turn to face him. “Go out with me.” “No.” “Please.” “No.” “Why?” “No.” “C'mon Y/N,” he whines. “No.” “I promise I’ll treat you right.” “I’m sure you will Baekhyun but it’s others that won’t once they find out we’re dating.” “I won’t let anything happen to you.” I stay quiet for a bit. He really seems genuine and I do like him but there are so many things at stake here. “Just one date,” he pleads. “And then if you don’t want to continue dating then we’ll go back to normal.” One date? How bad could it be? I bite my lip and look into his pleading, puppy-dog eyes. “Fine.” “Really?” “Yes.” “Oh my god, thank you! You don’t understand how much I like you. I was worried you wouldn’t like me back. And working with you is so hard because I want you so bad but-” I grab his face and crash my lips onto his to stop his rambling. He’s stiff at first but then melts into the kiss. His hands travel to my waist and the kiss soon becomes more heated as he pushes his tongue through my lips, eliciting a muffled moan from me. He slowly pushes me down on my back and hovers over me without breaking the kiss. With another roll of his tongue, I moan again causing him to break the kiss. “God I love those sounds you’re making, baby.” I slowly begin to regain my conscience and realize what’s going on. When he leans in for another kiss, I put a hand on his chest, pushing him back a little. I try to ignore my thoughts of how firm his chest is and sit up. He looks at me with confused and worried eyes. “We’ll save this for our first date,” I say nonchalantly. He smiles sweetly and nods. He soon realizes he’s still on me and scrambles off, causing him to accidentally fall off the bed. I quickly get off the bed and attend to his side. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine,” he groans. His mood suddenly changes and he’s looking at me with those puppy-dog eyes again. “I would feel much better if you would give me a kiss.” I roll my eyes but nonetheless give him a small peck on his lips. I laugh when his lips chase after mine, wanting more. I put a finger on his lips to stop him from going any further. “Be patient,” I warn. At the sound of the door opening, we back away from each other, looking like deer caught in headlights. I look up to see Chanyeol at the doorway, looking a little flabbergasted. “What’s going on?” He asks softly. “I was, uh, sleeping in here when I heard a thump and, uh, saw Baek- I mean Dr. Byun on the floor. He must have fallen off the bed.” Chanyeol’s face turns into a face of relief, seeming to believe my story. “Oh okay, well Chen’s looking for you. Since our shift is over, we were thinking of going to the bar across the street. You wanna come?” “Bar?” repeats Baekhyun. Chanyeol seems to have forgotten he was there because he begins to stutter. “Umm, yes sir. If you want, umm, you can come too sir …” I shake my head really fast trying to make Chanyeol take it back. Baekhyun turns to look at me and I freeze, giving him a friendly smile. “Yeah sure. Maybe I’ll stop by,” replies Baekhyun. “Great,” I say with an awkward undertone. I get up and start walking to the door. “Well we better get going, let’s go Chanyeol.” I walk out of the room to the locker room where Chen is, Chanyeol following behind. Once I get to Chen, I turn around and angrily stare at the tall being in front of me. For such a tall person, he seems to cower easily. “What the hell, Chanyeol!” I yell. “Wait, what’s going on?” asks a worried Chen. “Chanyeol invited our boss to have drinks with us.” “What the hell Chanyeol!” repeats Chen. “I’m sorry, he was there and it would be kind of rude not to invite him,” mumbles Chanyeol. “Wait, which boss?” asks Chen “Dr. Byun,” mutters Chanyeol. Chen looks at me for a second and then back at Chanyeol. “Okay, that’s not so bad. It’s better than Dr. Kim. God, that man scares me.” “See Y/N. It’s not so bad,” says Chanyeol. “No, you’re still stupid but you’re not a complete dumbass,” says Chen. “Hey!” yells Chanyeol. “It’s fine Chanyeol,” I say out of pity. “You were just being polite. And you’re not stupid.” I jump up to mess up his hair and then turn around to change.

A/N: hope you all liked it. feel free to ask me any questions and keep me updated about you all think about the fic.

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xiutingmyself

8 years ago

Saving Lives pt. 9 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut (in this chapter)

Word Count: 4,895

A/N: omg I’m finally updating. I’ve been so excited to release this chapter but I’ve had trouble writing the smut part, oh btw there’s finally a smut part again! I feel like I’m not good at writing smut so please beware of some cringy shit. But anyways I hope ya’ll like it. Also, there’s a lot of medical terms so don’t worry if you don’t understand them, I don’t either and they’re not that important to the storyline. Oh and thank you so much to those of you who send me messages, I absolutely love receiving them. Shout out to that one anon that said he/she reads all my author’s notes, love ya! (photo credit to the owner)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 9:

My alarm clock blares through the room causing me to groan and open my eyes lazily. I lean into my nightstand and hit the off button before sitting up. I take a deep breath as I reach for my underwear and a big t-shirt on the floor. I sit on the edge of the bed and cover myself with the clothing.

Before I could get up off the bed, a hand reaches and pulls me back to bed.

“Don’t go yet,” mumbles Baekhyun. He pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms and legs around me causing me to chuckle. “Why are you awake so early?” he asks, his eyes still closed.

“I need to get to the hospital early to talk to Chanyeol.”

Baekhyun groans again and begins to whine. “Don’t say another man’s name while we’re in bed together.”

I chuckle again and he finally opens his eyes to look at me and smiles. He gives me a good morning kiss, which I happily return before he speaks again.

“What are you going to say to him?”

“I’m not sure. I’m just hoping he’ll let me talk at all.”

“Just remember to be considerate.”

I gasp. “I am considerate. I’m a very nice person.”

It’s Baekhyun’s turn to laugh. “Come on babe. We all know you’re not the nicest person.”

“I am-”

“Do you not remember how you treated me before you agreed to go out with me? Even yesterday you were so mean to me,” Baekhyun pouts.

I smile at his cute face and peck his pouted lips, causing a smile to spread on his face.

“Okay, you’re right. I’m mean. But how else did you expect me to get through medical school? These people are vicious.”

“It’s okay babe. I find it hot when you’re aggressive,” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“Shut up,” I laugh before giving him a final peck on the lips and backing away from his embrace. “Okay, I gotta go shower.”

“Do you want me to join you?” he eyes me up and down as I walk to the door.

“I’m about to talk to the guy that has a crush on me and let him down gently. The least I can do is not have sex with you right now.”

“You didn’t have a problem doing it last night, even after you found out he liked you,” he smirks.

“Shut up. I was drunk,” I roll my eyes.

“Is that your only excuse?”

“It will be when I don’t have sex with you for the next month if you keep this up."

His eyes open wide and he closes his mouth.

"Thank you,” I smirk before heading to the shower.

I arrive 20 minutes early and immediately look for Chanyeol since he is known to always arrive half an hour early.

I walk around the hospital searching for the tall being when I happen to see him at the small garden, sitting on a bench, staring at the ground.

I slowly walk towards him and sit next to him on the bench. He notices someone sat next to him and turns his head to see me smiling. His eyes are wide and he gets up to leave before being stopped my hand grabbing onto his wrist.

“Wait, Chanyeol. Please, let’s talk,” I plead.

He stays still for a couple seconds contemplating whether he should stay or not before he sighs and sits back down while looking at the ground.

We’re quiet for a second so I decide to speak first. “I’m so sorry Chanyeol. I didn’t know you felt this way. My intentions weren’t to hurt you.”

“How long has it been?” he mumbles.

“What?”

“How long have you been together?”

Oh, he’s talking about that. “Well, it’s kind of complicated. I met him the day before the first day at the hospital and we sort of … umm …”

“You slept together?”

I avoided eye contact with him and stared at the floor. “Yeah. I didn’t know who he was at the time. And when we found out we both worked here, it got even more complicated. He wanted to date, I wanted to pretend nothing happened but things happen and now we’re here.”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I could have prevented these feelings or at least simmered them down.”

“Well, I didn’t want to tell anyone at all. Do you know how people would treat me?”

“I wouldn’t treat you bad.”

I smile. “Well Chen did at first but he came around.”

“Well, I won’t treat you bad.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“So do you forgive me?” I ask hopefully.

He chuckles. “Yeah, I forgive you. It’s partially my fault too, for falling so fast.”

“Well, then I forgive you too.”

We hug for about 3 seconds before Chanyeol’s wrist-watch beeps, indicating it’s time to start rounds.

We get to where we usually meet up with the rest of the group and wait for Dr. Kim.

“You two are smiling. I’m guessing you guys made up,” Chen said to both of us.

We both nod smiling.

“Why are you both smiling?” asks Jihyo. “Are you guys dating?”

“No!” Chanyeol and I both yell at the same time.

“Oh my god yes you are!” says Jihyo. “Look at how flustered you both are.”

“We’re not dating. Y/N has a boyfriend,” blurts out Chanyeol.

“Chanyeol!” I yell at him. Gosh, he’s already telling everyone.

He realizes what he said and turns to me. “Oh sorry Y/N. I’m so sorry. I forgot.”

“Already?!”

“Who’s your boyfriend?” asks Jihyo, quirking an eyebrow.

Before she can stare me down any longer, Dr. Kim comes in.

“Aye! It’s Dr. Kim!” says Chen. “How are you, sir? Still trying to cure that hangover?”

Chanyeol, Chen and I all laugh until he gives us a warning glare, making us all stop.

Jihyo looks at us suspiciously but doesn’t say anything as Dr. Kim speaks.

“Okay, Chen and Jihyo, you will be doing charts and labs. Chanyeol, you will be with me. Y/N, you’ll be with Dr. Byun.”

“Can I help Dr. Byun too?” asks Jihyo.

“No, you’re an intern. You don’t get to pick and choose what you want,” says Dr. Kim. “And besides, Dr. Byun personally asked for Y/N.”

My eyes widen at the fact that Baekhyun literally went and asked for me to assist him. That’s good and bad. Good, because I have the opportunity to learn some advanced procedures and see my cute boyfriend. But bad, because I get to see my cute boyfriend and it might cause suspicion.

“Now go to your designated places,” says Dr. Kim.

“The guy’s films are clear,” I say. “There is no reason I can see for his creeping paralysis.”

“It’s just so surprising,” says Baekhyun. “I expected an intrusion into his spinal space or a bony spur in the nucleus pulposus.”

Baekhyun takes the mic and speaks to the people on the other side of the glass. “Take him to his room and get his IV.” The people oblige and leave the room.

We are in the scanning room analyzing the results of the patient’s MRI. He fell rock climbing and is now undergoing paralysis, slowly losing feeling from his feet and up.

“Baekhyun,” I call out.

He looks up at me from his chair. I go over and sit on his lap. He happily accepts me by placing his hands on my waist.

“What’s up?” He asks.

“I want us to be more discreet with our relationship.”

“Umm, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but you were the one who sat on my lap.”

I chuckle. “I know. I just wanted to make sure I have your attention. But anyways, you can’t just request for me to be your intern all the time. It would make people suspicious.”

“No one will be suspicious unless they really look into it,” he says reassuringly.

“Well I know someone who’s probably looking into it at this moment,” I roll my eyes.

“Who?”

“Jihyo.”

He raises his eyebrows. “The intern?”

“Yeah,” I say with a pout. “She has a crush on you.”

Baekhyun laughs and I smack him on the chest. “What’s so funny?” I ask.

“It’s so cute when you’re jealous.”

“Well, how do you expect me to feel? She’s crazy about you.”

“How do you even know?”

“She told me! She threatened me and told me to back off of you.”

“And apparently you didn’t listen.”

“Shut up,” I roll my eyes. “But just request for me about three times a week. And then request for Chen and Chanyeol. Not Jihyo.”

“That doesn’t seem fair-”

“I’ll do whatever you want tonight,” I interrupt him. “Or you can do whatever you want to me. You choose.”

“Make it three nights.”

“No.”

“This is a huge favor I’m doing for you,” he says in a convincing tone. “It’s going to last till your internship is over and you become a resident. I think three nights is more than okay.”

I groan. “Fine. But it can’t be three nights in a row. That’s gonna hurt and I’m going to be sore.”

“Deal.”

I peck his lips and get off his lap. “Okay, now let’s try to find a diagnosis for this patient.”

We get to his room and his breathing is rigid. I run over to him and shine a light in his eyes.

“Sir, are you okay?” I ask.

“No, I can’t feel my legs anymore.”

“The paralysis is moving faster than I thought,” said Baekhyun.

“Sir, have you been under a lot of stress lately?” I ask.

“Being in this hospital bed paralyzed is causing stress so yeah I guess so,” he says sarcastically.

Baekhyun pulls me aside. “What are you getting at?”

“Emotional trauma can be converted into physical like hysterical numbness or paralysis. Maybe there is no physiological reason, and he’s just having a conversion reaction.”

“You think it’s psychosomatic?” he questions.

“It could be.”

“I don’t know.”

He turns back to the patient. “I’m going to schedule a more advanced MRI and we’ll try to figure this out.”

I’m on my lunch break sitting on a table with a bunch of books around me, trying to find a diagnosis when Chen and Chanyeol come sit down with me.

“Hey,” says Chanyeol.

“Hi, sorry. I’ll move the books.”

“Uh oh, you have your lucky ponytail on,” says Chen, motioning toward my blue scrunchie on my head. “This can’t be good. What are you doing anyway?”

“Baek and I are trying to look for a diagnosis for this guy who’s slowly becoming paralyzed.”

“What did the MRI show?” continued Chen.

“It was clean. Nothing that can tell us why he’s losing feeling.”

“Wow, I’m impressed,” says Chen while clapping his hands dramatically.

“What are you talking about?” I ask.

“I’m just surprised you and Baekhyun are able to get work done without having your hands all over each other.”

I contort my face in disgust but then look at Chanyeol and see him squirm and cough uncomfortably. Chen seems to notice and apologizes immediately.

“No, no, it’s fine,” says Chanyeol. “It’s just something to get used to.”

“Well if it makes you feel better, people think you and Y/N are dating.”

“What?!” Chanyeol and I both yell.

“Yeah. Jihyo kept bothering me about it, asking if you two were dating when we were doing charts by the nurse counter and one of the nurses said she saw you guys being very intimate in the garden in the morning and confirmed you guys were dating.”

“What the hell?” I say. “Why is everyone so nosy now-a-days?”

“I kept trying to tell them that you have a boyfriend but they think you’re making it up to cover up the fact that you’re dating Chanyeol,” says Chen as he takes a bite of his salad.

“This is not good,” I say as I look at Chanyeol smiling. “Stop smiling.”

“I’m sorry, I just always thought we’d be a cute couple.”

“You’re not helping. What if this spreads and Baekhyun finds out? He’ll get really mad.”

“M-mad?” stutters Chanyeol. “What do you mean ‘mad’?”

“I mean that you should probably cover your face when he’s around.”

“WHAT?!”

“He’s really possessive like that. Like this morning when we were in bed-”

“Okay,” interrupts Chen. “That’s too much information.” He then turns to Chanyeol, “But anyways dude, you should really watch out. This one time, he got angry that I was hugging Y/N and stormed out of the room because he wanted to beat me up. And this was before they were dating.”

“Oh my god,” Chanyeol whimpers as he grabs a handful of his hair. “What am I going to do? I don’t wanna get beat up.”

“I’ll go talk to him before this blows way out of proportion,” I say as I stand and begin to gather the books.

Chanyeol stands and helps gather the books as well. “Here let me help you.”

“Thanks,” I smile at him when all of a sudden I hear whispers going around.

I look at Chen questioningly and he rolls his eyes. “And this is why people think you’re dating,” he motions towards our hands almost touching because of the books we were holding together.

My eyes widen as I snatch the books out of Chanyeol’s hands and walk away.

After I put the books away, I see Baekhyun at the nurses counter. Oh god, I really hope they didn’t tell him the drama. I walk up to him slowly.

“Hey, Dr. Byun, can I talk to you for a sec?”

He turns to me and smiles. I guess he hasn’t heard the news yet. That’s good. “I need to talk to you too.”

We walk a couple of steps away from the counter to a more secluded part of the room.

“You first,” I say.

“Okay, when were you going to tell me you and Chanyeol were dating?”

“You heard!?”

He chuckles, “Yeah. One of the nurses just told me right now.”

“And you’re not mad?”

“No. Why would I be?”

“Cause you get jealous easily.”

“Well, not this time. Nurses make up rumors all the time and I know you’re mine and only mine. And besides, that takes away suspicion from our relationship like you wanted.”

“I guess that’s true. Yeah, you’re right.”

“That doesn’t mean I won’t kick his ass for being too close to you.”

“Baek, don’t be like this.”

“Okay, okay,” he says in defeat.

“Doctor! Doctor!” We hear our patient yell from their room and immediately rush over.

“What’s wrong?” asks Baekhyun as he checks his heartbeat with his stethoscope.

“I can’t feel my stomach and my hands anymore.”

Baekhyun puts his hand on the patient’s. “Try to squeeze my fingers.”

“I can’t.”

Baekhyun takes out a pen and begins poking the patient on different areas of his arm. “Can you feel this? How about this?”

“No, nothing.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back.”

He walks over to the nurse as I follow.

“Cancel the second MRI. Go and prep an OR instead,” he tells the nurse.

“You’re operating?” I ask as the nurse leaves. “On what?”

“Don’t know. I think the MRI missed a clot in his upper spine. I’m cutting him open.”

“What if you’re wrong? Couldn’t unnecessary spinal surgery cause more damage?”

“If we wait any longer and this thing expands, we’ll have a paralyzed man who can’t breathe. I’m trusting my instincts.”

We’re in the OR getting ready to cut to the spine. Or at least Baekhyun is. I’m still assisting since I’m an intern.

“We have to save this cord,” says Baekhyun. “Y/N, get the bleeders while I cut and look for the clot.”

“I still don’t think we should be doing this,” I doubt. “None of the books said anything about this.”

“This guy has a spinal hematoma-”

“We don’t know that,” I interrupt.

“When left untreated, it becomes fatal.”

He opens the spine and we begin to search.

“Third thoracic laminae has nothing,” I say.

“Keep looking,” demands Baekhyun.

“We’ve been at this for four hours. What if he just injured his spine and there’s nothing to fix?”

“Y/N, when you read your books, make sure you reference them correctly,” he snarks. It’s been four hours so it’s reasonable as to why he’s in a bad mood. “Progressive paralysis implies a pressure legion.”

“My books got me here,” I defend.

All of a sudden, the machines started beeping. “Pressure’s up to 180 over 111,” says a nurse. “The pulse is in the 40s. I’m pushing 70 milligrams of diazoxide.”

“What is it?” I ask Baekhyun.

“Autonomic dysreflexia.”

“Damage to the sympathetic nervous system?” I ask nervously.

“Yeah. BP and the heart rate are unstable.”

“We’re in trouble aren’t we?”

“Not if we find the clot.”

I take a deep and shaky breath. This is more challenging than medical school. The corpses we worked on were already dead. But this is a whole new level.

“Just focus,” Baekhyun assures me. “Get on those bleeders and keep looking. We’re going to find the clot.”

We’re carefully but frantically looking. The more time we take, the more the patient’s heart rate drops and becomes unstable.

“Uh huh,” says Baekhyun.

“What?” I ask.

“See for yourself. The second thoracic vertebrae.”

I look over at the top of the open spine and see an unusual dark spot. “Oh my god,” I say in disbelief. “I see it. It really is there.”

“Of course it is,” he says smugly. “Let’s suction and pack this baby, shall we?”

We step out of the OR to the prep room and remove our gloves and medical masks.

“You were right,” I say as we head toward the sinks. “Is he going to be okay?”

We begin to wash our hands. “I think so,” Baekhyun says optimistically.

“But you don’t know that for sure,” I question.

“I know we stopped the paralysis from advancing.”

“But you don’t know if his current paralysis is permanent.”

“No,” he sighs.

“You take too many chances. You’re too risky,” I say as I wipe my hands. “How do you know what’s real and what’s not?”

“You just do,” he smiles. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me close. He pecks my lips and I smile into the kiss. “Like this. I knew this was real and so did you. You decided to take a chance on us. You just need to trust your instincts more than anything.”

“You’re right,” I say as I lean in for another kiss. We back away as soon as my pager rings.

I look down at the message and remove myself from Baekhyun’s embrace.

“I gotta go,” I say before giving him a quick peck before exiting.

After two hours of running errands, I get paged by Baekhyun again.

I knock on the door before walking into his office. “You paged?”

He looks up and smiles at me. “Yeah, just wanted to let you know that the patient is gaining feeling again.”

I sit on the chair across from him and smile. “That’s great. You did a good job.”

“We did a good job,” he corrects.

“I didn’t do much. You didn’t think so either,” I mumble.

“What do mean?”

“You practically gave me attitude during the entire surgery.”

“Well, you were doubting me.”

“You still didn’t have to embarrass me in front of our colleagues.”

“I wasn’t trying to,” he frowns. “Listen, Y/N. You may be my girlfriend, but when we’re in the OR, I’m your superior. You have to listen to me. I’m not trying to make you look dumb. I’m trying to teach you because I’m your mentor and I have more experience.”

He’s right, but I hate that he’s right. I’m stubborn and I’m really bad at people telling me what to do but I can’t help it. I like being in charge. But there is one thing I can be in charge of.

I get up and walk over to Baekhyun. His confused eyes follow me but soon become wide once I sit on his lap, each leg on either side, my arms around his neck.

I lean in and kiss him on the cheek and make my way to his ear. “You may be in charge in the OR but I’m in charge here,” I whisper.

I lean back and look him in the eye. Lust filled eyes look back at me as he places his hands on my hips. He opens his mouth to say something but I straddle his hips, causing a moan to come out instead.

“I’m in charge,” I say.

He nods frantically, begging me to do more.

As much as I want to, it’s not a good idea to do something here.

My reason getting the best of me, I get up off his lap and grab his hand to lift him up with me. “Let’s go to my place, and we’ll continue this from there.”

He groans and grabs my hips to prevent me from moving. “No, let’s just do it here. I can’t wait that long.”

“We might get caught, Baek.”

He let’s go of my hips and sprints towards the door and locks it.

He walks back to his previous position, hands on my hips again. “That’s why locks were invented, babe.”

He tries to lean in for another kiss but I lean back, swerving his kiss. “I’m serious, Baekhyun. We can get in trouble.”

“2 more.”

“What?”

“I have two more 'sex requests’ left. I’m using one right now. You owed me three, remember?”

Oh crap, I completely forgot about our deal. “O-okay fine. What do you want then?”

“I want to fuck you so hard on my desk that you will no longer be able to walk.”

I gape at his sudden bluntness when he leans in and takes my lips in his, desperately kissing me. He walks me back a step or two when my back hits the back of his desk. He grabs the back of my thighs and lifts me up and places me on his desk, never breaking the kiss.

Everything is happening so fast, I barely have time to process what is happening. He grabs my ponytail and pulls it off, letting my hair fall and rest on my shoulders. He rolls his hips against my clothed core causing me to gasp in his mouth. He takes this opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth, completely dominating this kiss.

He reaches down, grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it off, briefly breaking the kiss. He quickly does the same with his and throws it somewhere in the room.

“Baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he mutters against my neck as he continues to place kisses there. He begins to suck on a particular part where a prominent vein is, causing more of an arousal. Being a doctor has its perks.

He reaches behind me and unclips my bra. He lets it fall somewhere in the room and immediately dips down to take one of the nipples in his mouth. His tongue flicks against the bud, causing my back to arch and take more of me in.

One hand is on the other breast, fondling it while the other travels south toward my private area. He pulls on the string of my scrubs and then proceeds to pull the rest down. I lift up my hips, allowing him to do it successfully.

He slowly begins to rub me over my underwear causing a loud moan to escape my lips.

Baekhyun looks up at me with a smirk, knowing he’s doing all the right things. His attention drifts to the other breast as his hand slips in my panties and begins to rub my clit slowly.

He leans back up and presses his lips against mine, trying to swallow all my moans and whimpers.

“Does that feel good baby?” he asks. “Do my fingers make you feel good?”

My voice wouldn’t come out so I just nod frantically.

“Say it,” he demands. “Say how much you love my fingers touching you.”

“I-I love the way you’re touching me, Baek. Please,” I plead. “I need more.”

He smirks and kisses my lips one more time. “Anything for you, babe.”

His fingers soon leave my clit and come up to his face. He sucks two of his fingers in his mouth, never breaking eye contact with me. He then lowers his hand again and inserts the two fingers into my entrance.

I tilt my head back and whimper as he begins moving his fingers in a steady pace.

He takes this opportunity to suck more bruises onto my neck, consequences no longer applying.

“Baek, Baekhyun, don’t stop,” I moan. I’m becoming wetter and wetter by the second. I need more.

I reach down and begin untying the string from Baekhyun’s scrubs. He seems to notice by the way he pauses on my neck but doesn’t stop me. He continues marking my neck as I push his pants down along with his boxers. I grab his free member and slowly begin to jerk him off. It’s hot and beginning to harden under my touch. Baekhyun’s movements become messy the more I touch him. His moans and grunts encourage me to go faster and squeeze harder.

“You like that baby,” I say, mimicking his teasing. “You like my hand on your dick? I can tell by the way you’re dripping.”

He groans but then curves his fingers in me, causing my hand slips a little.

“Oh fuck,” I moan.

My thumb plays with the sensitive head of his dick, going under the slit causing his actions to stop completely. I repeat what I’m doing, moans slipping out of his mouth.

He suddenly grabs onto my wrist and stops my actions. He grabs the waistband of my panties and pulls it down, both of us now fully naked. He reaches into his drawer and pulls out a condom.

He hands it to me. “Would you like to do the honors?”

I take it and open it with my mouth. I grab his length, to which he releases a grunt, and begin to roll it on. “I’m not going to ask why you have condoms in your drawer because I want you to fuck me already.”

He chuckles. “Don’t worry babe. I’ve just been waiting for this moment for a while.”

He pulls me closer and begins to guide his length toward my entrance.

“You okay baby?” he asks concerned.

“Yes, just fuck me, Baek.”

And with that, he thrusts into me completely, holding onto my hips to prevent me from falling. He stays still for a couple of seconds, letting me get used to his size before thrusting back in with full force.

He continues on a steady rhythm, mouth connected to mine. The sound of skin slapping against skin and moans and groans fill the air. None of us thinking about the consequences anymore.

“You’re so tight baby,” says Baekhyun.

“Fuck, Baek.”

“I’m close,” he says.

“Me too.”

He reaches down and begins to rub my clit, overstimulating every action.

“B-Baekhyun,” I stutter.

“Let go, baby,” he whispers against my ear.

I bring my lips to his as I release, my moans being devoured by his mouth.

My walls clench as I cum causing Baekhyun to release as well.

His hips stutter and he sloppily rides out our highs.

Once we’re spent, he pulls out and throws the condom away.

He grabs his tissues and begins to clean me up.

“Thank you,” I say, my voice hoarse.

“No, thank you,” he says, smiling up at me.

I smile back and lean down to kiss his lips. I get up off his desk and begin to change back into my clothes.

We get dressed in silence, both of us satisfied with what happened.

After we’re both clothed, he grabs my waist and pulls me against him.

He smiles down at me in bliss and I return the gesture.

“Go meet me by your car,” he says. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes and then we can go to your place.”

He leans down to kiss my lips and I sigh in content. “Okay,” I say as I begin walking to the door.

I unlock it and walk out of the room. As I am about to reach the end of the hallway, I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around and see Jihyo step into Baekhyun’s office and shut the door behind her.

Calm down Y/N. It’s not a big deal. Baekhyun likes me and only me. I walk to the parking lot without looking back but Jihyo being alone with Baekhyun occupies my mind. It’s probably nothing.

My mind is so chaotic that I don’t notice when Baekhyun’s beside me. When I feel a tap on my shoulder, I turn around and see a smiling Baekhyun.

“Let’s go,” he says.

“Yeah,” I mutter.

We get into my car and drive off to my house. Once we reach a red light, I turn to Baekhyun questioningly.

“Why was Jihyo in your office?” I ask directly.

“Oh, you saw that,” he says neutrally. “She just wanted to know if she can scrub in to one of my surgeries this week. But after the sex we had, she’s going no where near my OR.”

I chuckle. The light turns green and I continue to drive down the street.

“But in all seriousness,” he begins. “She was acting really weird when I said no.”

“How so,” I ask, keeping my eyes on the road.

“She was stuttering like she saw a ghost and then just stepped out.”

“That’s weird, but I’m sure that’s nothing,” I state.

“Yeah, I’m sure you’re right,” concludes Baekhyun.

Oh boy were we wrong.

A/N: Thank you so much for being patient, I hope ya’ll forgive me for taking so long. Please feel free to send me feedback.

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xiutingmyself

7 years ago

Tease pt. 2 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: angst, fluff and a little bit of smut

Word Count: 2,337

Summary: (33- “Bite me” “If you insist.”) Ever since you moved next door to Baekhyun, you have been the victim of his teasing and you had enough.

A/N: Hi, sorry everyone. I know I said I’d post sooner but I’ve been hella busy and I had really bad writer’s block. But here it is and I hope you enjoy!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Part 2

He can’t see you the same anymore. Baekhyun can’t see you the same in class, when you walk by him with your friends, and now he can’t see you the same at Suho’s party.

He didn’t expect to see you there. He thought you were so invested in your studies that you didn’t have time to go out, let alone go to a party.

Ever since the day you humiliated him and left him with a hard on, he couldn’t look you in the eye. He hasn’t spoken to you and you haven’t spoken to him.

You assumed he finally understood the annoyance and extremity of his teasing after you gave him a taste of his own medicine. But little did you know that he had other things in mind.

When he walked into the party with his friends, he came to view with a girl in a black dress across the room. She was surrounded by a group of people but all he noticed was how well the dress accentuated her curves. That was exactly what he came here for: a distraction to take his mind off of you.

As he was about to approach the girl, she turned around at the sound of her name. He soon froze at the realization that that was your name. When he looked up, he came face to face with you.

His eyes widen as soon as he had processed what had happened. He came here to get rid of his dirty thoughts about you and ended up checking you out instead. It was like the world hated him.

And this is how he ended up sitting on the couch, watching you while you mingled with a group of people.

How is it that he never noticed how popular you were? How did you even know about this party?

He then sees someone put their arm around you, and pull you close. His eyes follow the length of the arm and comes to see it attached to none other than Oh Sehun.

He rolls his eyes at Sehun’s attempt to flirt with you, watching with spite. After a couple minutes of conversation, you remove yourself from Sehun’s embrace and walk in the direction of the kitchen.

Baekhyun’s eyes widen and without thinking, he immediately gets up and runs toward the kitchen. This might be the perfect opportunity to talk to you.

He pushes past everyone in his way and manages to successfully get to the kitchen before you did. He grabbed a random drink off the counter and leaned against it as if he’s been there the whole time.

When you entered the kitchen, you were surprised to see Baekhyun but nonetheless smiled at him.

“Hey, Baek,” you say respectfully as you walk properly into the kitchen.

“Hi, Y/N,” he finally spoke for the first time since the incident.

“How are you?” you ask out of politeness.

“I’m good,” he mumbles. “And you?”

“I’m pretty good. I’m having a good time,” you say truthfully as you reach for the refrigerator.

“Going to grab a drink?” he asks, stating the obvious, mentally face palming himself.

“Yeah, I think I’m just going to grab a coke.”

“Not into alcohol?"

"I am. I’ve just been drinking all night that I think I should just take it easy for now."

"Wow, I didn’t expect you to be the partying type."

"There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” you wink playfully as you open the refrigerator. You bend down to grab a can of coke as Baekhyun’s eyes roam to look at your ass.

When you bend back up, you notice him staring. You quirk an eyebrow at him causing him to cough awkwardly.

“Umm I didn’t know you knew Suho,” he stutters, trying to change the subject.

“I don’t. I was invited by Sehun.”

“Oh, you guys came together?"

"No I came with my friends.”

All of a sudden Baekhyun bursts into laughter, leaving you feeling confused and insecure.

“What?” you question.

“God, you’re so oblivious,” he continues to laugh.

You wrinkle your eyebrows at his vagueness. “What are you talking about?”

"Sehun obviously asked you out and you friend zoned him by bringing along your friends.“

"What? Really?”

“Yeah. God, he even put his arm around you a couple of minutes ago. How can you be so clueless?”

Your blood begins to boil as Baekhyun belittles you. How can he speak to you as if you’re stupid?

“I wasn’t clueless about you liking me.”

Suddenly he stops laughing and his eyes widen as he swallows nervously.

“I-I don’t like you anymore,” he attempts to say convincingly.

“Oh yeah? After just two weeks?"

"Those were a long two weeks.”

“Then how did you know that Sehun had his arm around me earlier? Hmm? Were you watching us?” you tease as you step closer to him slowly.

“N-no, I just happened to look your way at that moment.”

You continue walking toward him slowly, never breaking eye contact. “Fine, then why were you staring at my ass when I grabbed my soda?”

“I-”

“Why did you run across the room to enter the kitchen before I got here?”

Baekhyun’s eyes widen at your accusation. How did you know?

As if you read his mind you answered. “How do I know? Well it’s not hard to notice a fast moving figure in this small space.”

You’re finally in his face, not much space between the two of you.

“So are you really going to tell me you don’t like me after all that?” you cock your head to the side.

He stays quiet, staring at your eyes nervously, not knowing what to say.

You hang your arms loosely around his neck, sudden confidence running through your veins. Your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips as you lean in slowly, lips inches apart.

His arms then wrap around your waist as he leans in as well.

Before the gap can close between your lips, you slide your arms down his chest stopping him from getting closer.

“I thought so,” you say before removing yourself from his embrace and walking away with your soda in hand.

What the fuck just happened? Did you just play him? Again? And in public?! That’s it. That’s the final straw. He was not going to let you get away with this any longer. He walked into the living room and saw you dancing with your friends. God, he hates how you can move!

He tries to show you he can give two shits about you by grabbing a random girl with a short dress and dancing with her. He’s near your friend group dancing and sees that you’ve noticed the girl grinding on him. When he thinks you’re going to react the way he expected, you just smirk. Smirk?!

He carries out the plan and sees where this goes.

All of a sudden he sees a guy go up to you, and begins dancing behind you. You feel someone’s chest press against your back and you turn around to see a guy you used to tutor.

“Hey Xiumin! How are you?” you lean in and say to his ear, hoping he hears you over the loud music.

He does the same. “I’m good. I see you’ve been doing good too,” he says looking you up and down.

You continue talking in each other’s ears and completely forgot about Baekhyun until you felt someone’s hands behind you on your waist, pulling you back.

“Sorry to interrupt but I’m going to need her real quick,” says Baekhyun as he takes you by the hand and leads you to one of the rooms.

Once you’re inside, you go straight to the bed and spread yourself out while Baekhyun closes the door.

He turns back around and sits on the edge of the bed awkwardly, not knowing what to do. He actually didn’t have a plan when he dragged you in there. His jealousy got the best of him and all he knew was that he had to get you away from that guy.

You sit back up and wait for Baekhyun to say something. When he wouldn’t speak, you took initiative.

“Is there something you wanted?"

"Yes,” Baekhyun blurred out. “I want to know why you keep doing this to me.”

“Doing what?” you tilt your head to the side, feigning cluelessness.

“Ugh,” he groans. “Why do you keep teasing me like this?”

“Really because I thought I was just getting revenge for all the annoying shit you’ve done.”

“Well it’s worse on me.”

“Baekhyun, it’s only been two weeks of teasing and you can’t handle it. Try three years.”

“Yeah but I have it harder.”

“How so?”

“Because I like you.”

It was silent. You paused. You didn’t know what to say to that. “Oh."

"I realized why I teased you so much. I didn’t know at first. I just thought you were a fun target. But I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Your mouth opened to say something but nothing would come out. So he continued, “I wasn’t thinking of ways to tease you, I was thinking about us together and how pretty you are and how much I liked hearing your laugh. I thought that the only way you’ll notice me is if I stole your attention and annoying you was the easiest way.”

“I hope you know that is a stupid mentality to have.”

“Well I do now,” he chuckles. You begin to smile too at his genuine being.

Once he feels that the mood has lightened, he takes one of your hands and engulfs it in both of his. “I know you’ll never like me because I’ve made your life a living hell for the past three years,” he begins. “And because I’m not Sehun or that other guy and-”

“Stop,” you say, removing your hands from his.

“What?"

"Don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what?”

“Stop making me feel guilty.”

“That wasn’t what I was trying to do.”

“Well that’s what you’re doing."

You see that his mood became more gloomy so you tried taking it back.

"Listen Baekhyun,” you begin. “I’m not trying to hurt you. I didn’t even know you liked me until recently. But forcing all this information on me all at once is extremely overwhelming. I can’t give you what you want if I don’t even know what I want.”

He looks down at his lap before speaking. “I understand Y/N. I’m sorry I wasted your time. I won’t bother you again.” He begins getting up.

“No Baek, that’s not what I meant-”

“No I get it,” he continues. “I’m a burden. I know when I’m not wanted.”

“That’s not it at all,” you get up as well.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to pretend-"

You cut him off with a kiss. You leaned in and captured his lips to stop him from saying anymore. It was too much for you to handle and too much for you to hear and you just did the first thing that came to your mind.

You appreciated Baekhyun for being honest and genuine and putting himself out there for you. His vulnerability made you feel bad for him, the way he spoke so lowly about himself that you just kissed him to shut him up.

Maybe it was the alcohol but you didn’t do anything when he kissed you back and placed a hand on your waist.

"You’re so beautiful,” he says against your lips, as he continues to kiss you feverishly, tongue massaging yours, eliciting a moan from you.

Fogginess consuming your brain, you respond to Baekhyun’s advances. He leads you back to the bed without breaking the kiss and begins to hover over you as you push yourself back toward the head of the bed. Once you are settled, his lips move down your jaw to your neck.

You tilt your head to give him more access as his hands roaming all over your body. His hands go up and down your legs, pushing up your dress to your waist.

“I want to make you feel good,” mutters Baekhyun against your neck as you whimper.

He moves down your body and lays on his stomach in between your legs. He pushes up your dress up to your waist, giving him the view of your underwear.

“You look so hot right now,” he groans, staring at your underwear.

“Touch me, Baekhyun.”

And with that he hooks his fingers around the hem of your underwear and pulls it down, marveling at your exposed core.

Without hesitation, he leans in and licks up your pussy to your clit, eliciting a moan from you. He repeats that motion, occasionally stopping to suck on your clit as you arch your back.

“You like my mouth on your sweet pussy?” taunts Baekhyun.

“Mhmm,” you mutter, not trusting yourself to speak.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Yes! I love it, don’t stop,” you say the last part breathless.

He leans down and sucks on your clit as he inserts a finger in your hole.

“Fuck,” you moan.

He fingers you at a steady pace, tongue abusing your clit as he adds another finger.

“Yes. Baekhyun. Fuck. More.”

With that, he adds a third finger, stretching you out properly.

“You’re soaking Y/N,” he says looking up at your core innocently.

He leans down and hums against your clit as he continues to finger you, the vibrations becoming too much for you.

“Fuck, Baekhyun. I’m going to cum,” you say as you grip the sheets next to you.

Once he feels your walls pulsate against his fingers, he removes himself from you.

You open your eyes from the lack of sensation, not yet reaching your climax. You see Baekhyun getting up off the bed and smoothing out his clothes.

“What are you doing?” you ask from the bed, all hot and bothered and frustrated.

He walks to the door and looks back at you before exiting.

“Payback is a bitch."

A/N: This is it. Hopefully it was worth the wait.

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xiutingmyself

7 years ago

Saving Lives pt. 10

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: series, doctor!baekhyun au, fluff, angst, smut

Word Count: 4,190

Warning: Swearing, and sexual innuendos

A/N: I’m so sorry I took forever, probably over a year, to update this fic. I’ve been super busy with college stuff and I was barely using social media. But now I’m on summer break and I’m ready to start writing again. But just for future references, if I ever stop writing this fic again, just know that it’ll probably be a temporary hiatus because I will try my best to continue and finish the fic. Thank you so much to those who have patiently waited for an update and have constantly messaged me asking for another part, I hope I didn’t let you all down. Anyway, enjoy!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Part 10

I lazily park my car in the hospital parking lot. I hiss, still sore from yesterday's fiasco in Baekhyun's office. He seems to notice from the passenger's seat and chuckles while running to the driver's side to help me out of the car.

"I hate you," I say as I cling onto him.

"You provoked me," he defended.

"But you didn't have to be that rough," I say, straightening myself out.

"Don't lie, I know you liked it."

"Shut up," I retort as we walk into the hospital and go our separate ways.

I head to the locker room to see Chanyeol and Chen getting dressed.

"Morning," says Chanyeol sweetly.

"Good morning," I say back.

"Hi, ugly," says Chen.

"Morning, dumbass," I smile back at Chen.

"Don't argue you guys," says Chanyeol. "And Y/N's not ugly, she's gorgeous."

Chen and I both turn to each other and laugh.

"Thanks, Chanyeol but that's how we speak to each other," I say nonchalantly as I get dressed.

"Yeah lover boy, they're terms of endearment," says Chen. "Some people call their friends buddy or cutie, and we call each other ugly and idiot, things like that."

"That shows that we love each other," I say as I begin to head out the door, Chen and Chanyeol following.

"I want to get in on the names too," whines Chanyeol.

Chen and I laugh again, causing Chanyeol to groan irritably.

"Sorry Chanyeol but you're too sweet for that," I say.

"What? No I'm not," defends Chanyeol.

"Yes you are dude. You're too sensitive. Once Y/N calls you a stupid or something, your poor heart will break into a million little pieces."

"No it won't. I don't even like her anymore."

"You just called her gorgeous a minute ago," argues Chen.

Before Chanyeol can retort, Dr. Kim cuts into our conversation.

"You still like Y/N?" he asks without looking away from his clipboard.

"No I don't," whines Chanyeol.

"Yes you do, it's only been like two days since you confessed," says Chen.

"It's okay Chanyeol. I find it adorable," I say as I go on my tippy toes to ruffle his hair.

"Where's Jihyo?" asks Dr. Kim.

Before any of us can say anything, Jihyo comes running up to the group.

"I'm here. Sorry I'm late," she says out of breath.

I turn to look at her and notice something familiar. My eyes widen as I notice she's wearing my lucky ponytail. How did she get a hold of it? Where did I last leave it?

All of a sudden, hot memories of Baekhyun and I in his office come to mind. I remember he yanked off my ponytail and left it on his desk. She must have seen it when she came in after me. Does she know something?

She notices me staring and smirks. Okay so she definitely knows something.

Chen nudges me and whispers, "Hey, isn't that your lucky ponytail?"

"Yeah," is all I managed to say before Dr. Kim begins to speak again.

"Chanyeol, you're with Dr. Byun. Chen and Y/N, you'll be doing charts and labs. Jihyo, you'll be with me. Go and save lives people."

She looks me up and down before chuckling and walking away with Dr. Kim.

Chen and I start walking to the nurses' station where the charts are at.

"Are you going to tell me why she has your lucky ponytail?" Chen asks.

"I don't know why she has it," I state.

"Then how did she get it?"

"I accidentally left it at Baekhyun's office and she came in after me and must have taken it."

"Why was it in his office in the first place?"

My cheeks begin to turn red as I turn away from a judging Chen. He seems confused at first but then he gasps and covers his mouth.

"You did not," he says in disbelief.

"Yeah," I say embarrassingly.

"On his desk?"

"Yeah."

"No wonder you've been limping," he states.

"What the hell? I'm not limping. I'm just a little sore."

"God Y/N, you two are savages."

"Shut up," I say as we reach the nurses' station. We grab a handful of charts and walk to the library.

"Damn Miss Goody-Two-Shoes, I would have never thought of you as the rebellious one to have sex at work," Chen smirks.

"It wasn't my idea," I argue.

"That new boyfriend of yours has you doing some shady shit."

"Shut up Chen. You're just jealous because you can’t get any."

"Oh, trust me. You're getting enough for the both of us."

We walk into the library and set the charts down in a secluded area. We begin working while chatting on.

"So, what do you think Jihyo knows then?" asks Chen.

"I don't know but I know she definitely knows something. I should talk to her."

"No, don't," says Chen. "Then that'll conclude her hunch. She doesn't know anything for sure so you being confrontational will definitely reassure her theory that something's up."

"I can't just do nothing about it. She knows something and I need to know what before it blows out of proportion. Plus, she has my lucky ponytail."

Chen rolls his eyes as he speaks. "You know what? I'll talk to her. And get your ponytail back."

My eyes light up, "Really! Thank you, Chen! I love you!"

"Yeah but you owe me."

"Anything!" I look him dead in the eye.

"Help me get with that nurse on the second floor of the north wing."

"Oh," I said disappointedly. "She's really pretty. That's going to be kinda hard Chen."

"Then no ponytail."

I groan. "Fine, I'll do it. I'm good at talking you up anyway."

"I know, and that's why we're best friends."

"Yeah."

I go back to working on the chart when Chen adds, "isn't Chanyeol with Baekhyun right now?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Doesn't Baekhyun know that Chanyeol likes you?"

"Uh huh," I say skeptically, still not understanding what he's getting at.

Chen rolls his eyes. "Doesn't that leave Chanyeol in danger of your psycho boyfriend?"

My eyes widen. "Holy crap. I completely forgot about that. I mean I kinda spoke to him about calming the hell down but I still don't know if he'll stick by it. Maybe he'll just scare Chanyeol a little. Nothing he can't handle."

"This is Chanyeol we're talking about. He can't handle anything," retorts Chen.

I chuckle, "Have faith in him Chen. I'm sure he's doing just fine."

After several hours of working, we head out for lunch.

Chen and I are seated at a table when Chanyeol joins us.

"Hey," says a shaking Chanyeol.

I look concerned, "Are you okay?"

He looks at me and then something behind me before looking back down at his food quickly.

I turn around to where he was looking and see Baekhyun standing across the cafeteria with a smirk. I roll my eyes and attempt to get up. I almost fall back down hard on my chair until Chen catches me and picks me up.

Chanyeol stands up too, worry in his voice. "Oh my god, are you okay?"

I chuckle amusingly. "Yeah just a bit sore," I say before walking toward Baekhyun across the cafeteria.

"Sore?" I hear Chanyeol ask Chen. "Sore from what?"

"You don't want to know," says Chen.

When I finally reach Baekhyun I motion for him to step outside the cafeteria so we can talk.

Once we're in a secluded hallway outside the cafeteria, I speak. "What the hell did you do to Chanyeol?"

"I just scared him a little," Baekhyun smirks as he takes a step forward and wraps his arms around my waist.

"He's basically shaking Baekhyun," I say sternly. His charming ways having no effect on me.

"I just told him to watch himself when he's around you and he basically pissed himself."

"Are you sure?" I ask skeptically.

"Yes, I'm sure. How can you think so little of me?" He turns his head away in fake anger.

"I don't. I just think you're a really jealous person."

"So are you," he retorts.

"I know. We're jealous people but we still need to keep each other in check."

He scoffs. "For someone so much taller than me, he does get scared easily."

I laugh. "Yeah I know."

Baekhyun looks down at me smiling before leaning in for a kiss. Once his lips are on mine, hands on my waist, memories of yesterday come flooding back again. His roughness, the hotness, my ponytail. My ponytail!

I lean away from Baekhyun suddenly, his lips still trying to attach onto mine as I lean away.

"I need to talk to you," I say suddenly.

"What's wrong?" he asks worriedly.

"When do you have time?"

"After lunch, Chanyeol and I are going to review the scans. We can talk then."

I nod. "Okay good. I'll meet you then."

"What's wrong?" he attempted once more before I was out the door.

"Look who's back," says Chen as I take my seat next to him.

"I have to finish my lunch," I shrug.

"Are you sure you don't want to finish him off instead?" He laughs, turning to Chanyeol to see him looking down at his food again. "Shit, sorry Chanyeol. I keep forgetting."

Chanyeol doesn't say anything which causes Chen to panic. He turns to me. "Quick Y/N, show him your boobs."

"Fuck off," I roll my eyes. "Show him yours."

We see Chanyeol lift his head up and chuckle at our bickering.

"Oh, by the way," I say to Chanyeol. "Baek promises to be nice. And I'll be with you in the scanning room to make sure."

"What about me?" Chen whines. "You're going to leave me all alone?"

"Fine,” I roll my eyes. “You can come too.”

"Yay!"

Once we've chatted and finished our food, we get up and head toward the scanning room.

I knock before we enter to see Baekhyun looking at a wall full of X-rays. He turns around and smiles when he sees me, walking up to me to give me a kiss. Before his lips can touch mine, I lean my head away and place my hands on his chest.

He looks at me skeptically. "Why can't I kiss you?" He furrows his brows, "Is this what you wanted to talk about? Are you here to break up with me?"

"What? No," I say shocked. "I just don't want to kiss you in front of these two." I motion back toward Chen and Chanyeol.

Baekhyun looks at the two and sees an uncomfortable Chanyeol. He seems to realize that the real reason for my hesitance is because of Chanyeol's feelings and backs away to sit on his chair.

He looks a bit angry but stays quiet nonetheless. I feel bad for treating Baekhyun like this. It's not his fault Chanyeol has feelings for me. So, I go over to him and squat down in front of him so I can peck him on the lips. I lean back to see his expression. Once I see his expression of content, I speak.

"Okay so the real reason I wanted to talk to you is that I think Jihyo knows about us."

Baekhyun scrunches his eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"She knows about our relationship."

"Are you sure? How?"

"I'm 95% sure. She told Chen that she's convinced that I'm dating someone and now she's wearing my lucky ponytail that I accidentally left on your desk."

"Why was it on my desk?"

I cough awkwardly, "You, uh, yanked it off, yesterday."

Baekhyun's face looked confused for a couple of seconds but then his mouth formed an O shape in understanding. "Oh, that."

Chen bursts into laughter leaving Chanyeol confused.

"I don't get it," Chanyeol tells Chen.

"You don't want to, trust me," says Chen between laughs.

"Okay so what are we going to do?" He all of a sudden smirks excitedly. "Are you going to fight another woman for my love?"

"I don't like you that much," I mumble sarcastically.

He gasps in shock before I start laughing. "I'm kidding. But no, I'm not fighting anyone. Chen said he's going to talk to her first and see if he can resolve some things. I'm just letting you know we have to be more discrete than ever."

"I think we've been pretty discrete," says Baekhyun.

"Not discrete enough apparently. As much as I hate to say this, I think you shouldn't pick me to scrub in on your surgeries for the next couple weeks. At least until we're in the clear."

A sudden gasp is heard from the corner of the room. Chanyeol covers his mouth immediately. "Sorry, it just reminds me of the dramas," he mumbles.

"Why are they here again?" asks Baekhyun.

"Chanyeol's your intern for today and Chen follows me everywhere."

"Hey! No, I don't!" exclaims Chen.

"You tried entering the girl's restroom with me today."

"That's because it smells better than the boys," he mumbles.

"Okay, okay. We're getting off topic," I say slightly chuckling. "We're going to get back to work. I'll update you if anything changes, okay?"

Baekhyun nods and leans in to give me a goodbye kiss on the lips. I gratefully return it before speaking again. "This is the last kiss under the hospital's roof from now on."

"What?!" yells Baekhyun.

Before he can say anything else, Chen and I are out the door.

It's almost the end of the day and I was paged to tend in the emergency room. Chen took this opportunity to talk to Jihyo for me while I did work for the rest of the night.

It's been 20 minutes since Chen left and our shift is almost over. I'm in the locker room changing out of my clothes when Chen comes in a bit distraught.

"So, what happened?" I asked eagerly, stopping all my movements.

He looks a bit annoyed. "Can you put on a shirt first? That bra is unflattering."

I huff in anger as I pull my shirt on. "Okay, happy? Now, what did she say?"

"She was so complicated. She doesn't want to tell me anything. I literally made no progress and just wasted my time. She won't even give me your stupid ponytail."

"What the hell is her problem?" I say exhaustedly.

"One more thing. She said she won't talk to anyone besides you and Baekhyun."

My eyes widen. God, she definitely knows something. She knows exactly what's going on.

Chen noticed my worry and gripped my shoulders in reassurance. "Just ignore her. Maybe she'll stop bugging if you pretend like nothing's happening."

"Okay. I'm going to go. Thanks for trying." I pat him on the shoulder as I make my way past him out the door.

I walk to the parking lot as I see Baekhyun standing by my car.

He waves at me as I make my way toward him. I force a smile on my face as I lean into his embrace.

He seems to notice how tense I am because he leans away still holding me while looking me in the eye. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just cold. Let's just go home."

He nods slowly as he lets me go to the driver’s seat.

Once we're both on the road, I can feel Baekhyun looking at me questioningly. I turn to him once we reach a red light.

"Do you want me to drop you off at your place or do you want to spend the night?"

"I want to spend the night."

I nod and turn back to the road as the light turns green.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" I reply.

"What's wrong?"

"Noth-"

"Don't say it's nothing when it's obviously something. Please don't lie to me. I want you to be able to trust me and come to me whenever you need to. I'm your boyfriend for god’s sake."

He's right. I've been pushing him away when all he wants to do is help. This situation concerns him too so he has every right to know.

"You're right. I'm sorry. It's just this whole Jihyo thing has me all fucked up. She's making it so difficult for me to go by my day and I just don't know what to do. I'm probably blowing this way out of proportion but I can't help it when my reputation is in her hands."

Baekhyun hums in understanding.

We arrive at my place and I head straight to the couch while Baekhyun goes to the kitchen.

I close my eyes for a bit when suddenly Baekhyun comes in with two mugs of tea. He hands me one and I accept it gratefully. He sets his on the coffee table in front of him then turns to me to grab my free hand and look at me.

I look back at him for a bit before I scrunch my eyebrows mysteriously to which he addresses.

"What?" he asks.

"How come I've never been to your place? Now that I think about it, I don't know much about you."

"You don't want to see where I live."

"Yes, I do."

"All in due time."

"You're so sneaky," I squint my eyes playfully at him.

He smiles at me teasingly. "Isn't it more fun that way?" he says as he takes a sip of his tea.

"You know I'm not going to let this go, right?"

"I know." He leans in and kisses my lips briefly before I back away.

"By the way babe, you're going to have to start driving yourself to work now."

"What? Why?" he whines.

"To remain discrete about our relationship."

"Gosh, I'm going to miss having car sex."

"Okay, that was one time and never again."

"Why not? It was fun."

"It was until Minseok knocked on the window because we were blocking his car. That was so humiliating."

"You shouldn't have been humiliated, babe. You looked so hot. You should have been proud."

"Shut up and go to sleep," I say as I put down my empty mug. "We have a long day tomorrow."

"Okay, let’s go to bed," he says as he grabs my hand and leads me to the bedroom.

It's been two weeks since the whole Jihyo thing and she still has my ponytail.

I've learned to let it go to avoid confrontation. Everything seemed to be going well until the whole hospital was forwarded a picture of me and Baekhyun kissing in a hallway.

I didn't know about it until an hour later. I was working with Dr. Kim today and was working on the last stitch of an injury when he tapped me on the shoulder, halting my movements, and showed me his phone with the picture.

I gasped but then coughed irrationally to hide my shock.

"Come see me after you finish his stitches," he says as he exits the operation room and washes up in the prep room.

After the stitches, I exit to wash my hands and meet Dr. Kim.

"What the hell is this?" he raises his voice.

"I don't know. I don't even know where it came from."

"Does Baekhyun know?" he asks calmly.

"I don't know. I've been with you the whole time."

"Just pray it hasn't leaked to the whole hospital."

He and I exit the prep room and walk into the hallway to see almost all the staff staring at their phones and murmuring about the photo. We walk calmly to the nurses' station to avoid any unwanted attention.

Dr. Kim holds out the folder with the charts to hand to the nurse but she is distracted by the photo, talking about it with her other nurse colleague. Dr. Kim coughs, gaining the attention of the apologetic nurse.

"S-sorry Dr. Kim," she says as she grabs the folder and places it on the desk.

"You should get back to work instead of staring at that damn phone," he warns.

"Yes-s you're right, S-sir." She looks apologetic before raising her head curiously and leaning in to ask Dr. Kim. "S-sir, you're really good friends with Dr. Byun. Do you happen to know who the female is in the picture?"

"Are you kidding me?!" Dr. Kim raises his voice. "This is a professional environment and you ask me such nonsense. How about you act like you belong instead of asking stupid questions."

He walks away from the ashamed nurse as I follow him. As we walk, we hear people wondering who the mystery girl is kissing Dr. Byun.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't get too comfortable," mutters Dr. Kim. "It's only a matter of time before you get figured out. People will be looking into it nonstop."

"Do you really have to rain on my parade?"

"Are you really going to talk to your boss like that?" he quirks an eyebrow in challenge.

I huff in anger but stay quiet nonetheless.

"You can go on your lunch break now," he says as he turns the corner, leaving me standing alone.

"What the fuck is going on?" asks Chen as he sets his tray down in front of me. Chanyeol takes a seat next to him.

"I don't know. But it's fine for now, people don't know it's me."

"Not for long, Jihyo came up to me saying this was a warning."

"What the fuck is her problem? You know what, I'm going to talk to her. Where is she?"

Chen's eyes grow wide. "You're going to talk to her. Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure, now where is she? Where was the last place you saw her?"

"She was in the hallway by the radiation lab."

I walk to where Chen told me she would be. I turn the corner to a secluded hallway and saw her standing there on her phone. She noticed me approaching her so she put her phone away and smirked at me.

"Hey, Jihyo," I say skeptically.

"Hello Y/N, how are you?" she asks pretentiously.

"I'm fine but I'd be better if I had my ponytail back," I say pointing at the top of her head.

"Oh, was this yours?" she asks feigning cluelessness.

"Yeah, it is. That's kind of unsanitary, don't you think? Wearing other people's hair ties and not knowing where they came from. For all you know I could have lice."

At the mention of lice, she immediately yanks the ponytail out of her hair and throws it at me. It lands on the floor and I immediately pick it up and place it in my pocket.

"Thank you," I say happily.

"You didn't win you know. I still have more pictures," she says cockily.

"First of all, that's creepy. And second of all, what’s your problem? What the fuck did I do to you?"

"You seriously don't know what you did? That shows how much of a bitch you are."

"Or that shows how psychotic you are."

"I liked doctor Byun first!" she shouts, making the hallway echo.

You stay quiet for a second before speaking. "Is this really what it's all about? Over a boy?"

"That isn't the point. The fact is that you knew I liked him and decided to snatch him from me."

"I didn't snatch him away," I sigh. Should I tell her the truth? I mean she already knows most of what's going on. "I was together with doctor Byun before we interned here. I didn't steal him away from you, I already had him."

Jihyo suddenly became silent. She hesitates for a moment before saying quietly, "that's not true. It can't be."

"It is."

She suddenly becomes angry. "No, it's not true. You're just a whore who can't keep her legs closed. And if you don't break it off with doctor Byun right now then I'll release all these photos and videos all over the hospital and ruin your life."

“Seriously, Jihyo what the fuck is your problem! Why can’t you just let it go? He’s not the only guy in this hospital, fuck he’s not the only guy in Korea.”

“He is to me!” she yells.

That leaves me in awe. She really sees him as her everything. She’s more invested than I thought.

She begins tearing up as she speaks. “You don’t understand how much I’ve idolized him since I’ve set my eyes on him. He’s the reason I pursued medicine and why I applied for this internship in this hospital; where I would work under him and be next to him. And you took that all away from me.”

My breath was caught in my throat. “I-I didn’t know.”

“Of course you didn’t,” she laughs sarcastically. “How could you when you’re all over him?”

“I’m sorry Jihyo,” I say quietly as I look to the floor.

“If you’re really sorry then break up with him.”

I look up at her and am met with a determinant glare. “I-“

“Or I’ll ruin your career,” she interrupts. “You choose.”

“Even if I break up with him, that doesn’t mean he’ll love you back.”

“I’ll make sure he will. So, what will it be? Him or your career?”

A/N: I hope it was worth the wait.

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xiutingmyself

7 years ago

Tease pt. 3 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: angst, fluff and a little bit of smut

Word Count: 2,032

Summary: Ever since you moved next door to Baekhyun, you have been the victim of his teasing and you had enough.

A/N: Hi, everyone! I finally posted after such a long time. I had the worst writer's block with this series but an update is finally up. Hope you enjoy it. I’ll make sure to update more often.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Part 3

You couldn’t believe what had happened. You rush into your room and throw yourself on your bed, laying on your back as you stare at the ceiling recollecting the memories of what just happened tonight. The one time you think Baekhyun is being vulnerable, you let him in and he fucks it up and lies about it. You can’t believe you let him perform oral sex on you and he just left you there like some begging, desperate, bitch.

Oh but this isn’t over. He better not think that you are going to step down and submit to this humiliation. You begin to derive a plan to leave him as humiliated, perhaps even more so than he did to you. Once you’ve come up with a solid plan you go to bed, ready to begin the process on Monday.

Baekhyun walks into class Monday morning with a smirk on his face. This was going to be the first time he sees you since he left you panting at Suho’s party. Once he makes eye contact with you, he couldn’t help but chuckle a little.

You look back at him and smirk as well which causes his smile to falter. What’s going on, he thinks.

Your teacher soon begins class and tells everyone to settle down.

“Okay, everyone settle down,” says Ms. Kim. “Today I’m going to put you all into pairs for the upcoming project on the figurative devices and symbolic significance of Shakespeare’s ‘Hamlet.’”

Baekhyun has no interest on the pairs until he hears his name. “Baekhyun and Y/N. You’ll be together,” his eyes widen. He looks up from staring at his desk and looks at you to see you just staring straight at your teacher, no reaction or surprise on your face.

Once class ends, he rushes toward you as you head out the door.

He grabs your shoulder and you turn around to face him with an exasperated sigh.

“What do you want Baekhyun?” you say as annoyed as ever.

“Nothing,” he smirks. “Just wanted to see how you were and all.”

“I’m great. Thanks for asking,” you say as you turn back around and walk away. However, he is persistent as he runs over to catch up to you as he walks next to you, too close for your comfort.

“Because you know, it didn’t seem like it at Suho’s party,” he chuckles.

“Fuck you.”

“Anytime babe,” he winks at you as he leaves you to meet up with your friends.

As soon as the bell rings indicating the end of the day, Baekhyun heads straight to your locker to wait for you.

He waits for several minutes when he sees Sehun pass by.

Baekhyun reaches out a hand and stops him. “Hey, where’s Y/N?”

“I don’t know. She canceled her tutoring session with me because she said she has a lot of work to do.”

Baekhyun nods as Sehun walks away. Maybe you’re getting a head start on your project together, thinking that he wouldn’t do any of the work. Well, you’re wrong, he thinks.

He enters his home, ready to set his stuff down and head over to your place when he hears his mom talking and laughing with someone. She usually has no company over so he peaked his head in the kitchen.

“Hey mom, who are you-“ he says as his heart drops at the sight of you chatting up his mom.

“Baekhyun, come and say hi to Y/N.”

“What are you doing here?” he ignores his mom and glares at you.

“She’s here to do your project with you,” says his mom. “So be nice. Take her to your room and I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

He continues to glare at you as you just smile feigning innocence.

He groans before turning around and leading the way to his room. You follow suit as you enter his room. You go straight to his bed and sit comfortably as you take out your stuff.

“So I was thinking we can work on foreshadowing for our-“ you start.

“What are you doing?” asks Baekhyun as he closes his door.

“Our project.”

“You know what I mean.”

“I really don’t.”

He groans and goes to sit next to you on his bed. “Okay, whatever.”

You open your laptop. “I think we should watch some review videos first and then begin the PowerPoint.” You pull up some links and play the videos.

It’s been half an hour of you both watching videos that Baekhyun began to get bored. He looks around the room for something entertaining but his eyes kept landing on you. He smirks to himself as he took in your sight. You’re not even wearing anything too special but a t-shirt and jeans but he manages to find interest in you nonetheless.

He suddenly places a hand on the inside of your thigh and starts rubbing it up and down.

You look at him in confusion. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing. Just watching this boring video.”

“You’re bored?”

He nods his head which sparks an idea.

You set your laptop on his counter next to his bed. You turn to face him as you speak. “You want to do something fun then?” you ask with a smirk.

Baekhyun is taken aback by your sudden boldness but can’t resist nodding yes.

With that, you grab his cheek and lean in and kiss him. He’s in complete shock that his lips aren’t moving and his hand on your thigh stays still.

You flutter your eyes open and back away from the kiss slowly to see Baekhyun staring forward still in shock.

“Was this not what you had in mind?” you ask innocently. “I mean you put your hand on my thigh, I thought-“

“You thought wrong,” he retaliated. He is not going to give in like last time. He won’t make a fool out of himself again.

You place a hand on his thigh this time. “Are you sure? You really don’t want to kiss me anymore? Or touch me?”

He gulps, and closes his eyes, trying to concentrate. He really wants you but he can’t give in to your temptation.

This is where you pulled out the big guns. You put your legs around Baekhyun’s and place your arms loosely around his neck as you straddle him slowly causing him to open his eyes. You lean in and begin to kiss his jaw down to his neck and suck softly. He moaned at your actions, cursing himself in his head.

You move your lips to his ear before saying, “Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.” You lean back a little to look him in the eye as you still straddle him slowly. His breathing is staggered and his pants are getting tighter. But he still has some fight left in him. Right when he opens his mouth to protest, a moan leaves your lips causing him to lose it.

“Fuck it,” he says before grabbing your hips and helping you straddle him harder and faster. He leans in and attacks your lips with want. You moan into the kiss causing him to groan. “You sound so hot when you make those noises,” he says as he attaches your lips together again. He sticks his tongue in your mouth and you gasp but still reciprocate his actions.

You’re both moaning and grunting and breathing heavily in your own worlds of lust that when Baekhyun’s mom knocks on the door calling you both for dinner, you jump off of Baekhyun’s lap so fast and fall to the floor, landing with a hard thud.

“Ow,” you yelp before a worried Baekhyun comes around and hops off the bed.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” he asks frantically as he kneels down next to you, holding your shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit startled is all,” you say as you get up off the floor. “Let’s go eat dinner before your mom has to call us again.”

You walk out the door and leave a speechless Baekhyun in his room. This all happened so fast, it was hard for him to process what had just happened, especially with the boner he still has. Nonetheless, he adjusts himself in his pants before heading to the kitchen. He sees the table set up and sees you sitting next to his mom at the square table. He decides to sit on the other side of his mom, facing you. You’re chatting with his mom about school.

“So, Y/N how’s school?” asks Baekhyun’s mom.

“It’s been great. I have good grades, good friends. School’s good,” you say.

“She even tutors this stupid guy in math,” Baekhyun chimes in.

“He’s not stupid,” you defend. “He’s just slow. But he works hard to attain what I teach him.”

“See Baekhyun,” says his mom. “Why can’t you be more like that boy? Y/N you should tutor Baekhyun. His grades can be better.”

You begin to chuckle as Baakhyun whines to his mom.

“It’s been a while since you’ve been here, it’ll be nice to see you more,” continues his mom.

“Yeah, it's great being back. I actually requested to the teacher to put Baekhyun and I together for this project.”

Baekhyun chokes on his water surprised and begins coughing.

“I missed coming over and I wanted to hang out with Baekhyun again so I thought it would be a great idea to work on our project together,” you smirk.

“That’s a great idea,” says Baekhyun’s mom. She turns to him and says,” See, she’s trying to help you.”

With that, Baekhyun feels a foot being dragged up his leg. He knows it’s yours but refrains himself from looking at you and continues to eat his food.

You drag your foot up his leg, down his thighs before settling it above his crotch, not touching it yet. You thank this small table that you can easily get to Baekhyun. You slowly place your foot on his crotch that caused Baekhyun to gasp.

His mom looks at him weirdly. “What’s wrong Baekhyun?”

“N-nothing,” he stutters. “I just remembered something. That’s all.”

His mom hums in understanding as she continues eating her food. You also eat your food nonchalantly as your foot slowly starts rubbing against Baekhyun’s bulge. He’s gripping his chopsticks tight that his knuckles are turning white.

He attempts to eat something as his hands shake. You and his mom are having small talk all while you’re rubbing her son under the table.

The dinner went excruciatingly slow for Baekhyun as you all finished eating all the while you were rubbing and pressing your foot up against Baekhyun’s crotch. You get up and help his mom do the dishes as Baekhyun sprints to the bathroom to compose himself.

He’s gripping the sink and looking at himself in the mirror as he tries to control his breathing. He’s not sure what your plan is but he’s becoming more paranoid by the second. Do you want him, or do you want to mess with him? He’s not sure but he’s going to find out. He leaves the bathroom and goes straight to his room to confront you only to realize you and your stuff are not there.

He heads to the kitchen to find his mom. “Mom where did Y/N go?”

“Oh, she said it was getting late and that she should head home to finish other homework and that she’ll see you at school tomorrow.”

Baekhyun nods before heading to bed. He lays on his back with his eyes closed, and his hand in his pants are he strokes himself at the thought of you on him, kissing him, straddling him, moaning because of him. Every stroke becomes sloppier as he thinks of how your lips felt on his, how you tasted. He then remembers the first time when you palmed him through his pants. And that’s when he loses it and cums all over his hand and pants.

His breathing is heavy as he composes himself from his orgasm. He has to find out what your motive is. He has to get you back. He’ll start first thing in the morning.

A/N: Hope it was worth the wait even though this was a short chapter.

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xiutingmyself

3 years ago

Tease pt. 5 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: angst, fluff, smut for sure

Warnings: fingering, slight exhibitionism, slight spanking, just plain ‘ol sex ya know? there’s probably more, but I can’t think of it right now

Word Count: 5,688

Summary: Ever since you moved next door to Baekhyun, you have been the victim of his teasing and you had enough.

A/N: Hey everyone, I know I’m the worst and I’m not consist with updating, but here is another chapter. I’m already half way done with the next one, if that makes up for anything, but I hope you enjoy this chapter. (p.s. I just graduated college and I’m employed now, but hopefully I have more time to write)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Part 5:

Things between you and Baekhyun have been great, but confusing. For the past week (since the field trip), you two have been acting out of character, and many people around you have noticed. Particularly, the lack of fighting amongst you two seemed extremely suspicious. But when asked about your relationship, you would both just say you’re friends now and that you don’t mind each other’s company anymore.

Something else that is out of character for Baekhyun is that he drives you to and from school every day now. It would be a routine: you would drive to school together, park in the school parking lot, make out for a minute or two (thank god for tinted windows), and go on with class as if nothing happened. You two wouldn’t even hang out with the same groups, but would come back together after school to go home. The drive back would be slightly different. You would drive back together, but park in the drive way of an abandoned house two streets down from both of your houses. You would then proceed to make out and do other NSFW things before dropping you off at your place and getting on with the rest of your life, which mainly consisted of homework and napping.

Today was no different, however, you had other plans. You’re both in Baekhyun’s car, parked in the abandoned house’s drive way. Baekhyun is sitting in the driver’s seat, slightly reclined as you straddle him, sitting on his lap with your knees on each side of him. You’re both making out heavily, messy and passionate as you both moan and groan at the sensations of your bodies rocking back and forth, basically dry humping. Baekhyun’s hands are on your ass as he helps you straddle him faster. When you feel like you’re about to lose it, you stop. You back away from Baekhyun’s lips and press your hands against his chest to give you some distance between you both.

Baekhyun looks extremely confused. “What’s wrong?” Baekhyun’s mind is wandering and you can tell he’s worried he did something wrong.

“Nothing. I just - let’s go to my place,” you blurt out.

“Isn’t your mom home?” asks a confused Baekhyun.

“No, she left for a business trip today. She won’t be home for two days. So we’ll have the house to ourselves,” you say shyly biting your lip, waiting for Baekhyun’s response. You weren’t sure if maybe Baekhyun thought you were moving too fast or if this was something too intimate for whatever the hell is going on with you both.

But he puts your mind at ease when he cracks a smile and nods. “Okay, let’s go.”

You smile back and climb off of his lap, and settle into the passenger seat as Baekhyun takes off for your place.

“I’m going to tell my mom I’m going to be studying at Kai’s place and then I’ll be over soon, okay?” says Baekhyun looking over at you briefly for confirmation.

“Sounds good,” you say smiling.

He pulls into your drive way and turns to you when the car is at a stop. He’s not sure how to phrase this, but he feels the need to ask. “Should I bring anything?”

You tilt your head to the side, slightly confused. “Like what?”

Baekhyun mentally groans to himself, too embarrassed to say it. “You know, like things we might need for tonight or later?” He slows down the last part, hoping you’ll get the hint.

And fortunately you do as your face shows recognition. “Ohhh! No, I think we’re good. I have condoms in my room, and I’m on birth control.”

Baekhyun nods his head awkwardly at your answer.

You chuckle at his reaction.

He turns to you with an annoyed look on his face. “What?”

You place your hand on his cheek still laughing. “Were you too shy to say the word condoms?” You chuckle even more which gets him more annoyed.

“I wasn’t shy, I just didn’t want to assume,” he says as he crosses his arms.

You grab his face with both of your hands this time and kiss him softly before breaking away and looking him in the eye. “You’re so cute when you’re shy. And thank you for asking.”

His face is no longer that of irritation but of adoration and something else that you can’t put your finger on. You give him one more peck on the lips before letting go of his face and leaning back in your seat again. “Besides,” you start. “We’ve done a lot of other things. I didn’t think that condoms would be the thing that made you shy,” you chuckle again.

Baekhyun rolls his eyes in fake irritation this time. “Yeah, I guess. But we’ve never actually had sex before. We’ve only done oral and stuff.”

You tilt your head to the side again as you think back to the times you’ve spent together. He’s right, you’ve never officially had sex, it’s always been other things, but it would never lead to sex. You wonder why?

“That’s true,” you admit. “I never noticed.”

“Really? Because that’s all I’ve been thinking about.”

You chuckle at Baekhyun’s comment. “You haven’t been sleeping with other people to get off?”

“Of course not,” says Baekhyun. He turns to look at you and eyes you suspiciously. “Have you?”

“No. I’ve never felt the need to,” you say. Baekhyun nods, secretly hoping that would be your answer. “Plus,” you start again. “I’m not going to lie, you’re really good at pleasing me. You’re enough,” you say to Baekhyun with a wink.

Baekhyun chuckles. “Wow, that is the nicest thing your have ever said to me,” he pretends to wipe a tear.

You laugh at his exaggerated expression. “Well keep doing what you’re doing, and that compliment won’t be the only thing you’ll be getting in return.”

Baekhyun’s cock twitched at the idea. He nods his head determined. You chuckle at his actions as you open his car door.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” you say as you exit the car and walk to your front door.

Baekhyun waits for you to enter before he pulls out of your drive way and enters his own to tell his mom his plans.

You wait until you are inside your place before you run to your room and clean up everything. You weren’t self conscious of your room, but it was a little dirty for guests. Not that Baekhyun mattered that much to you, or at least that’s what you’re trying to convince yourself of, but there’s no harm in cleaning. You pick up the clothes on your floor and throw it in the hamper. You organize the books and papers on your desk. You throw away all the random water bottles, chip bags, and ramen cups scattered across your room. Once you think things looked decent, the door bell rings. You check yourself out in the mirror before heading to the front door.

As soon as you opened the door, you waste no time grabbing Baekhyun by the wrist and leading him into your house.

“Wow, you must be really excited to study.”

You stop in your tracks, noticing that the voice did not belong to Baekhyun. You turn around and see Sehun with a smile on his face. You look down at your aggressive grip on his wrist and let go. “Oh my god Sehun, I’m so sorry,” you say as you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment. “I didn’t know it was you.” You forgot that you made plans with Sehun to study / tutor him for finals.

“Were you expecting someone else?” Sehun raises an eyebrow at you.

You hesitate before you answer. “I-I thought-,” before you can answer the door bell rang again. “One sec,” you say to Sehun.

You go to open it hesitantly. Baekhyun immediately leans in to capture your lips, but you back up quickly. He looks at you very confused before you speak. “Hey, Baekhyun. Look who’s here. Sehun!” you say trying to give Baekhyun the hint. Baekhyun’s looks confused as he enters your house slowly so you continue, “I forgot I had made plans to tutor both of you at the same time.” You emphasize the last part hoping Baekhyun would play along.

You see recognition hit his face as he nods.

“Why don’t you just tutor both of us like last time?” asks Sehun.

You look at Baekhyun briefly to see what he thinks. He nods his head so you say, “Sure. You guys can settle down at the dining table while I go get my books from my room.”

You leave to go to your room, leaving a very awkward Sehun and Baekhyun to mingle in the dining room. They both take seats across from each other, taking random school supplies out of their bags. Thank god Baekhyun brought his backpack. He did lie to his mom about studying with Kai, so he brought his backpack to make it more believable.

You come over to the guys, and see them look at you expectingly. There were two seats available, one next to Sehun and one next to Baekhyun. You weren’t sure where to sit so you remained standing as you put your books down in between them and handed them some work sheets. “These are some worksheets I made to review a semester’s worth of lectures and work. Complete these and let me know if you have any questions.”

Sehun and Baekhyun nod as they reach for the worksheet and begin working on it.

You stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. “Do you guys want something to drink?” you say abruptly.

“Sure,” says Sehun. “I’ll take a water.”

“Me too,” says Baekhyun. “I’ll go help you.”

You nod as you and Baekhyun make your way into the kitchen.

“What are we going to do?” asks Baekhyun.

“I guess we just have to wait until this is over,” you sigh. “I’m sorry, I forgot I made this commitment with Sehun.”

“It’s alright,” Baekhyun warmly smiles. “It’s your job, there’s nothing I can do about that.”

You smile back at him as you grab three water bottles from your fridge. Baekhyun takes them from your hands and you both begin walking over to the dining room.

“At least I’m forced to study for finals,” says Baekhyun quietly. “I wasn’t planning on studying for it, so this all works out.”

You chuckle as you enter the dining room.

Baekhyun hands you and Sehun some water as he takes his seat. You thankfully grab it as you take a swig from it.

You’re still awkwardly standing there, not wanting to choose who to sit next to. Sehun looks at you for a brief moment before saying, “aren’t you going to sit?”

“Oh, ummm, I didn’t want to put extra pressure on you guys by sitting next to one of you.”

“Oh, I don’t mind,” says Sehun. He pulls out the seat next to him. “You can sit next me,” he says as he taps the seat next to him.

You look at Baekhyun briefly who is already looking at you with an expression you couldn’t read. “Sure,” you says hesitantly. You take the seat next to Sehun, thanking him. You grab one of your textbooks and begin reviewing material yourself in the meantime.

As you’re focused on the material in front of you, you hear a whisper of your name next to you. You turn to Sehun to find that you’re only inches away from his face, so close that you can feel his breath on your skin. Your cheeks turn red as you back away abruptly.

“Sorry,” you say quietly. “What’s up?”

“I need help with this question,” he says unfazed by the incident that just occurred (probably because he did that intentionally, Baekhyun assumes).

While you’re helping Sehun, Baekhyun watches as Sehun stares at you rather than the material. He does not like how close Sehun is to you. Once you’re done explaining the problem to Sehun, Baekhyun calls you over to help him. You stand up and walk over to sit next to him.

“What’s up?” you says as you take the seat next to him.

“I don’t get these two problems,” he says pointing at random problems on the worksheet.

“Oh yeah, these are pretty difficult,” you say as you begin explaining what each variable does. As you’re speaking, you stutter when you feel Baekhyun’s hand high up on your thigh. This is not the right time to wear a skirt. You look at him with pleading eyes, not wanting to do anything in front of Sehun, but you are just met with a mischievous smile. You knew you couldn’t win, you would make a scene if you stopped helping him abruptly so your only choice is to carry on.

“These two numbers cancel out becau-“ you interrupt yourself with a gasp as Baekhyun’s hand moved higher, pressing two fingers against your clothed core. You try to mask your gasp with a cough as you see Sehun look up from his paper. You reach for your water bottle with shaking hands as Baekhyun rubs your clothed clit in slow circles. You chug your water as Sehun looks back down at his paper, no longer paying you any mind.

You put down your water bottle and look at Baekhyun with begging eyes and shaking your head. He only smiles and shrugs his shoulders innocently.

“I need help with this problem too,” he says nonchalantly, as if he’s not rubbing your clothed clit. You sigh as you continue to explain the next problem when you feel Baekhyun pull the crotch part your panties to the side and slide two of his fingers up and down your pussy. You’re already so wet, spreading your juices all over with his fingers. Baekhyun then brings his two fingers up to his mouth, sucking on them slowly and quietly, causing you to bite your lip to prevent yourself from moaning. You look over at Sehun, who is thankfully still focused on the worksheet in front of him. You continue explaining the problem to Baekhyun, speaking faster than usual so you can get it out of the way before you have to speak more. Baekhyun lowers his fingers again and rubs your juice up and down again before inserting his fingers into your hole. You let out a small whimper, cursing at yourself when Sehun looks up at you again.

You make eye contact with him briefly before you hunch over and groan. “Ow, my stomach,” you say as you wrap your arms around yourself.

Sehun looks worried. “Are you okay?”

“I think I- ah,” you interrupt yourself with a moan as Baekhyun brings his thumb to your clit and starts rubbing as two fingers pump in and out of you. “Sorry,” you state with a pained face, which is really you trying to mask your “fucked out” face. “I think I’m beginning my period. My cramps are always so painful.” I mean that’s half true, your cramps are really intense. But your period ended two weeks ago and you’re not due for another two weeks. Besides, you knew talking about periods was something guys didn’t really have much information on, so there was little Sehun can say or do.

“Can I get you anything?” suggests Sehun worriedly. You feel bad lying to him, he seems so concerned when in reality you’re getting fingered under the table in front of him.

“I think we should stop here,” interjects Baekhyun, speaking nonchalantly as he’s still pumping his fingers in and out of you, curling them causing you to bite your lip hard to prevent anymore noises. “I think we should let Y/N rest and we can study another time.”

Sehun nods understandingly as he begins packing up his things. “Yeah you’re right.” He turns to you and says, “Don’t over exert yourself Y/N.” Sehun is shoving his textbooks back into his backpack when he suddenly freezes and looks at Baekhyun. “Why aren’t you packing?”

“Oh I’m going to stay behind and make sure Y/N is okay. My mom lives next door so I’m going to ask her how to help,” says Baekhyun smoothly.

Sehun nods once again before getting up and walking toward your front door. He turns back, “thanks Y/N. I hope you feel better and text me if you need anything.”

“For sur-“ you groan at Baekhyun frantically picking up the speed on his thumb on your clit. You hunch over again, making it seem like your stomach is hurting once more. Sehun nods with a sympathetic look and walks out the door.

Once the door closed, you held on to Baekhyun’s wrist to stop him, but you were too weak for your actions to do anything. Baekhyun continues his actions, pumping into you as he rubs your clit. “Baekhyun, please,” you moan, the sensation becoming more intense as he picks up his speed.

Baekhyun leans in to kiss your neck sloppily as he makes his way up to whisper in your ear. “Please what?” He licks the shell of your ear, waiting for your response as you shiver at his actions.

“Please slow down. I’m going to cum,” you say breathlessly.

“Cum for me, baby,” mutters Baekhyun in your ear as he speeds up his thumb on your clit and curls his fingers in your pussy. That’s all it took for you to begin whimpering out loud, your body shaking as you cum on his fingers.

“Fuck baby, your pussy is clenching onto my fingers,” he slows down his movements, letting you come down from your high. He leans forward and roughly kisses your lips, swallowing your moans and groans. “Can’t wait to feel that tight pussy on my cock,” Baekhyun says against your lips. He slowly removes his fingers from under your skirt and brings them up to his mouth. He sucks on his wet fingers, covered in your juices, never breaking eye contact with you.

You bite your lip at how attractive Baekhyun looks tasting you. He abruptly takes his fingers out of his mouth and leans in kiss you, shoving his tongue deep in your mouth so you can taste yourself too. You moan into the kiss as you place one of your hands onto his already hard bulge. Baekhyun groans at the feeling and bucks his hips forward. He immediately removes his lips from yours and stands up. You don’t know what’s going on when he grabs your hand and pulls you up to your feet. Suddenly, he picks you up and lifts you over his shoulder. You yelp at the sudden action, but stay limp nonetheless as Baekhyun makes his way toward your bedroom.

He enters your room and kicks the door closed with the back of his foot. He walks over to your bed and gently throws you on it. You’re laying on your back and he immediately gets on top of you, caging you in as his lips find yours. You messily make out, his hands roam on the sides of your body.

“You’re so hot,” mutters Baekhyun against your lips. “I can’t believe I studied for this pussy.”

You chuckle against his lips as one of his hands reach under your shirt to cup one of your breasts. “I hope it’ll be worth it,” you say playfully.

He leans slightly back to look at your face. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting this.”

“No pressure,” you say playfully. You turn around so you’re lying on your stomach. Your ass is pressed against his bulge as you reach over to your bed stand and take out a condom from your drawer. You push your ass against him, causing him to moan. He grabs onto your hips and slowly starts grinding onto you.

He leans over so that his lips are by your ear. “Can I fuck you from behind?”

You nod as you hand him the condom. He leans away from you and grabs the condom from you. He places it on the side as he takes his shirt off. You look behind you and see Baekhyun stripping so you sit up to do the same, but Baekhyun pushes you back down.

He leans forward again, lips pressed against your ear. “I’ll strip you. Just stay on all fours like this for me baby.” You nod and do him one better, arching your back and pressing your ass against his bulge.

He groans as he places his hands on your ass. He’s rubbing your ass cheeks before planting a slap on it, causing you to moan. “Trying to make me cum in my pants baby girl? Stay like this while I take my pants off and then I’ll do you next. Can you do that for me?” he says caressing your ass.

You nod as you feel Baekhyun get off your bed briefly. You look to your side to see him undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. You lay your torso down with your ass still in the air, back completely arched as you look at him pull his pants and boxers down. You use your arms as a cushion for your head as you adoringly stare at the naked Baekhyun in front of you, his dick red and hard, leaking pre-cum from the tip.

He gets back on the bed behind you and lifts you up so your back is pressed against his torso. He grabs your chin and turns your head slightly to the side so that your lips capture his. You’re both making out, groaning into the kiss as Baekhyun’s hands reach under your shirt, sliding up slowly before grabbing your breasts and squeezing them. You moan into his mouth, feeling the pressure of his hands on your tits and his dick pressed against your ass. He breaks the kiss so he can take your shirt off. He quickly undoes your bra as well, leaving you completely shirtless. He leans in and kisses your neck as his hands play with your bare breasts, fitting perfectly in his cupped hands. His fingers pinch your nipples causing you to whine. He then bends you over slowly again, your back arched and ass in the air ready for him. You let him take the lead, turning you on by how direct he is.

He reaches over and undoes the button and zipper on your skirt before grabbing the waist band and pulling it down slowly, your ass being exposed slowly. He leaves the skirt by your knees as he reaches up and massages your ass cheeks, admiring how you look like in a thong. He suddenly leans forward and kisses one of your ass cheeks, causing you to gasp. He sneaks his hand to your clothed core, feeling how wet you are again. “You’re so wet for me baby. I’m so ready to stuff my dick in you.”

With that, he grabs the waist band of your underwear and pulls it down, leaving you completely exposed. He groans at the view, becoming impatient. You lift your knees up one at a time so he can get your skirt and underwear off completely, discarding it somewhere in the room.

He then grabs the condom, opening it with his mouth, and slips it on his hard cock. He grabs your hip with one hand and aligns himself to your entrance with the other. “You ready for me baby?” he asks in a deep, growl.

“Yes, please Baekhyun,” you say quietly as you excitedly wait. He slowly pushes himself into you as you both groan at the feeling. He pushes himself all the way and stays there, letting you get used to the feeling.

“Fuck babygirl, you’re so tight,” he groans as he grips onto your hips. “You ready for me to move?”

You nod, not trusting your voice at this point.

“Use your words baby,” Baekhyun teases.

“Please fuck me Baekhyun,” you say desperately, not caring about your pride.

Baekhyun slowly slips out before pounding into you hard. You moan at the feeling of being filled up. He keeps a steady rhythm, thrusting into you while you push your hips back to meet him half way. You’re both moaning and groaning at this long awaited feeling, the only sounds in the room is of skin slapping against skin.

“Fuck, you feel so good on my cock,” says Baekhyun deeply.

“Yeah?” you ask breathlessly.

“Yes baby. Better than I imagined.”

He keeps going at a steady pace before you stop him when you reach your hand behind you and grab his hand your hip. “Wait, I wanna ride you.”

“Fuck,” Baekhyun reacts to your words. “You drive me crazy.” He slips out of you slowly, causing you moan. He sits himself down, leaning against the bed frame as you crawl over and place yourself on top of him, your knees on each side of him. You grab his cock and align him to your entrance as you lower yourself down slowly. You both moan at the feeling, sitting completely on top of him, feeling it deeper than before. You steady yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders before lifting yourself up and pushing yourself back down on his cock.

“Fuck, yes. Baekhyun,” you whine as you bounce up and down on his cock.

He places his hands on your hips, helping you bounce on him. “That’s it baby, ride my cock.”

You’re bouncing up and down when Baekhyun leans forward and begins to suck on one of your tits. You groan at the feeling, experiencing sensations from various parts of your body.

Baekhyun leans back and admires the view. “Ride my dick just like that. Fuck, your tits look so good bouncing up and down.” He leans forward and puts his mouth on the other nipple.

“Baekhyun, I think- I think I’m gonna cum,” you breathlessly say.

“Fuck baby me too,” says Baekhyun as he grips onto your hips tighter. He begins thrusting into you as he reaches over and rubs your clit.

You weakly lean forward and place your forehead on his shoulder as you feel your high coming.

“Cum for me baby,” says Baekhyun. As soon as he says that, you begin cumming, your pussy clenching onto dear life, cumming for the second time today.

“Fuck, Y/N!” groans Baekhyun as he begins cumming at the feeling of you clenching onto his hard cock.

He thrusts a couple more times before placing you completely onto him, sitting on him. You both take a moment to catch your breathe before you lean back and look him in the eye. You’re both fucked out to the max, chests rising and falling quickly.

You start laughing at how crazy you both look. Baekhyun also laughs, feeling more relief at finally having sex with you.

He gently lifts you off of him, causing you to whine when he slips out of your entrance, and lays you down beside him. You’re still catching your breath as he takes the condom off, ties it, and throws it in the trash.

“Where’s your restroom?” he asks.

“Go out my door, it should be the first door to the left,” you say tiredly.

He gets off your bed and disappears for a couple of seconds before returning with a warm towel. He gets back on the bed and cleans your pussy up with the warm towel.

You twitch at the feeling. “Easy. I’m still sensitive,” you chuckle.

“Sorry,” smiles Baekhyun. Once he’s done, he goes back to the bathroom to put the towel in the sink for it to dry. He comes back and lays on your bed. He opens his arms up and you scoot forward, laying your head on his chest as his arms wrap around you.

“That was . . . amazing,” says Baekhyun.

You chuckle at his comment. “Yeah it was.”

“So, what do you want to do,” asks Baekhyun as he pets your hair.

“Let’s just lay like this for a bit, and then we can get on with our day.”

He nods and kisses the top of your head as you both just lay there in comfortable silence. After about 10 minutes, you both get up and get dressed.

“Let’s do some actual homework,” you suggest.

Baekhyun groans, “ughhh, more studying?”

“We have the history review sheets due tomorrow,” you say as you chuckle.

“But I already studied,” he whines.

“And I rewarded you for that. Let’s just finish our homework and then we can do whatever we want. And I’ll help you.”

Baekhyun rolls his eyes and pretends to think about. It wasn’t until you grabbed his hand and looked at him with begging eyes that he smiled and said, “alright.”

You both go back to the dining room and do your homework for about an hour and a half. After that you order take out and decide to watch a movie. You’re both laying on your couch, him spooning you from behind as you eat popcorn and watch the film. The bowl of popcorn is in front of you so you grab some and reach above you as you feed Baekhyun. As the movie comes to an end, you both get up and stretch.

“I guess I should go home now,” says Baekhyun as he checks his phone. “It’s getting pretty late.”

“Why don’t you stay the night?” you ask.  “You sure?” asks Baekhyun surprised.

“Yeah, I have some of my dad’s old clothes that you can borrow to sleep in.”

Baekhyun smiles and nods. “Let me just call my mom and tell her I’m sleeping over at Kai’s.”

You nod as you leave Baekhyun in the living room to make that phone call as you go to the storage closet and take some of your dads most comfortable clothing out of a box.

You come back to the living room and see that Baekhyun isn’t there. You hear noises coming from the kitchen and walk in to see Baekhyun washing your dishes. You smile and leave the clothes on the table as you walk over and wrap your arms around Baekhyun from behind.

Baekhyun chuckles when he feels your arms around him. “I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be the other way around.”

“I can’t help it. You look so hot washing dishes,” you chuckle.

“Wait until you see me clean your whole house,” says Baekhyun playfully.

You both laugh at his comment. “I left your clothes on the table,” you say as you let go. “I’m going to shower real quick and I’ll see you in a bit.”

Baekhyun hums as you walk away toward your bathroom. You shower for about twenty minutes before returning to your room to see Baekhyun laying on your bed on his phone. You throw a towel at him, startling him, not knowing you had entered the room.

“Your turn,” you smile. “You can use any of my products. And I left you a tooth brush on the sink counter.”

Baekhyun nods as he grabs the towel and clothes and walks toward you. He leans down to give you a brief kiss on the lips before walking to the bathroom. You don’t know why but that made you have butterflies in your stomach. You suppress that feeling as you remove the towel from your head and comb your wet hair. You have pajama shorts on and a large t-shirt. You lay on your bed on your side, scrolling through your phone, waiting for Baekhyun to come back. You suddenly feel arms wrapped around your waist, as he places kisses on your neck. You giggle at the ticklish feeling, Baekhyun’s wet hair also getting on your face.

He leans away from your neck and you lock your phone. You turn around so you are now face to face with him.

“Hey,” you say.

“Hey,” he says back.

You look at him and see him look so cute in your dads clothes. He’s wearing a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, nothing too special but in your mind he looks so attractive. “Nice clothes,” you say teasingly.

“Thanks, they’re vintage,” he says jokingly. You chuckle at his response.

Baekhyun settles into the pillow so that he’s eye to eye with you, his arm lazily wrapped on your waist. He gives you a questioning look which makes your mind wonder.

“What?” you say.

“It’s just that, how come I’ve never seen your dad?” Baekhyun notices the change on your face becoming more serious. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that.”

“No, it’s fine,” you give him a small smile. “He past away a couple of years ago.”

Baekhyun gives you a sympathetic look. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”

“It’s alright, things happen,” you say with a shrug. “That’s actually part of the reason my mom and I moved here. She got a new job that paid more since we needed to make up for the loss of income after my dad’s death.”

“Oh, wow. That sounds tough. How come you never told me?”

“We weren’t exactly friends, Baekhyun,” you chuckle.

Baekhyun nods in understanding. “Well just know you can tell me things now. Good or bad.”

“Thanks,” you smile.

“I mean it,” he says honestly. He holds your face in his hands. “I care about you and if you feel like sharing anything, I’m all ears.”

You grab his face too. “I know. Don’t worry. I’m okay for now but I appreciate the offer.”

Baekhyun knows you’re not an emotional person, but he still wants you to feel comfortable enough to be vulnerable. He doesn’t know what else to do but show you that he’s there for you so he just leans in and kisses you. You reciprocate the kiss before you lean back and squish his face.

“Okay bed time,” you say. “We still have school tomorrow.”

Baekhyun sighs but nods. You turn your back to him again so he can spoon you. You both go to sleep in each other’s arms as you await for another day at school.

A/N: Here it is. I made it extra steamy for yall, to make up for the lack of updates.

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4 years ago

Worth the Wait | bbh

Pairing: ceo!Baekhyun x chef!OC (named)

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, Baekhyun being the cringey dad we know he’ll become one day; also some slight angst if you squint real hard

Word Count: 7,5K

Synopsis: It was a calm Sunday afternoon in the Byun household, before Baekhyun got all sentimental again.

A/N: So after years of not writing shit and deleting all my old, cringey work, here I am, back with a fresh, new, cringey work. Consider it my “Hey! I’m back! Happy Valentine’s or whatever!” gift. Hopefully 5 years of English at a university helped me somewhat – constructive criticism is well appreciated!

“Dad, why do you keep calling noona a monkey?” the toddler inquired, sparkling eyes wide, munching on his favorite banana chips, while comfortably sitting on his father’s lap. Baekhyun brought a hand up to ruffle his son’s soft hair, earning a soft giggle from the 3-year-old. The house was peaceful this Sunday afternoon, almost idyllic even. Jaehyun was paying attention to his favorite cartoon while cuddling his father. Mina sat on the carpet in front of the couch, doodling mindlessly to her newest glittery notebook, occasionally taking a sip from her juice box. From the kitchen he could hear the clanking of dishes, the contact of knives and wooden cutting boards, a sure indicator that Mirae was working on something delicious.

Upon Jae’s question, Mina put her crayon down and turned with her entire body towards the two Byuns, her lips slowly forming into a pout. “Yeah Dad, why do you call me a monkey, but not Jaehyunnie?”

“Well princess, it all has to do with the time your mom and I started dating. Story time?” Baekhyun patted the couch next to his free leg, signaling for the 10-year-old to sit and cuddle him as well. With both kids in his arms, his smile widened as he fondly remembered the very beginning of his happy family.

“It’s so useless, Chae. He won’t want a second date after he finds out. Why put in all the effort?” Mirae sighed, defeated almost, as she threw the black dress on top of the pile of rejects on her bed. She was really getting tired of this whole procedure – getting all dolled up for a man, just for him to zoom out the moment she spoke out about her life, leaving her empty, unwanted, hopeless until her best friend came up with another potential date. Rinse and repeat. See, the problem didn’t inherently lie with Mirae. She was 28, lead a healthy lifestyle with a decent diet and regular workouts. She had a steady job, one she was actually enjoying, one she could be proud of – not everyone from her culinary classes ended up as chefs in top restaurants. She had an at least okay personality, she liked to think at least. All her previous first dates seemed eager to get her on a second date, until her worst (best?) trait came to play. Honesty. She couldn’t leave a date without spilling the truth about her little secret. The little secret weighed 16 kgs, liked to have her chocolate brown hair in pigtails and couldn’t go a day without her Tigger plushie. Her little secret was Shin Mina, her daughter from a previous relationship.

It always ended the same way. The men usually let her down slowly. Kind smiles, small promises of ‘see you soon’ before never texting her again. There were some, of course, who were appealed that she did not have this information readily available from the first second, did not have it plastered on her forehead – or her cleavage, for easier visibility for that matter. These men got angry that they wasted precious time and money on a women who already gave birth to someone else’s spawn – their words, not hers. She tried to react the same way to all of them. A small apology, a gentle smile and a tiny goodbye. She then entered her small apartment, went straight to Mina’s room to check on her sleeping daughter, pressing a soft kiss on her cheek before going out to the living room. The living room where her best friend, frequent babysitter and constant matchmaker, Chaeyon waited for her with tissues, ice cream and warm hugs. It always ended the same way.

“Well for a start, this guy actually had the guts to ask you out – in person! Not on a dating app, not with some horrible pickup line, what if he’s really different?” Chae reasoned enthusiastically, throwing another dress Mirae’s way. It was rich coming from her, considering she was the one running Mirae’s dating app accounts, “filtering out” candidates before setting dates up for her. But she had a point. This guy, Byun Baekhyun, really was different. Never had a customer in the restaurant she worked at complimented her cooking while also noting her lack of wedding ring and asking smoothly for her number. Never had a man asked her every hour or two whether she was having a good day and if she remembered to drink enough water – even before their first date. Baekhyun was a natural charmer, which could’ve made everything easier. Instead, Mirae felt it would just be an even bigger disappointment when he deleted her number from his contacts with disgust in his eyes.

Because let’s face it, Baekhyun was perfect. Fit, handsome, easygoing, yes. He was the CEO of his own company, Privé, one of the region’s hottest fashion and skin-care brands. If she were to go by the loud laughs of the friends he was dining with, he seemed fun to be around and for some reason she got the impression he would be amazing with kids. With his own kinds, preferably, she added. Cause why would a man of his caliber want to have to do anything with someone else’s child?

“I can’t build my daughter’s future on what-ifs, Chae… I’m sure it’s not good for Minnie either. Seeing her mom go away for nights and seeing her all sad the next morning. I think I should just stop. Mina’s enough for me, I will always have her and she will always have me. Yeah, I don’t need a man to live a happy life!” She started rambling as she suddenly got up from her bed.

“Okay, okay, calm down, fighter. You’re not wrong, you’re independent, you’re strong, you don’t need anyone. I’m also sure Mina is more than content to just have you and no one else. But! Mommy needs a little love sometimes, too.” Chaeyon winked, earning a slap on her upper arm from her friend. “Seriously, don’t leave Baekhyun hanging. Just this one last time, give this whole ordeal a chance. If it doesn’t work out with him, either, I promise to delete your dating profiles and not set up you with anyone, ever.” She promised, a hand rising to his chest.

“I’d really appreciate that, Chae. I really appreciate you. Thank you for everything you do for me, for us.” Mirae pulled her best friend into a bone crashing hug, then grabbed the silky dress from her hands and went into her bathroom to get ready for her last date ever, potentially.

Baekhyun waited anxiously in front of the restaurant. Wasn’t this too cliché? Bringing a chef to a restaurant for their first date? He scolded himself for listening to Jongdae’s advice – “You can get to know her the best this way, also, a way to anyone’s heart is through their stomachs”. Sure, Jongdae already had a family, so his advice should’ve sounded legit. Well, she didn’t seem to protest, even let him pick the location. She didn’t let him pick her up, tho, insisting that she can just take a taxi.

Honestly, Baekhyun was never one to ask someone out so openly. Sure, he knew how to use his charms and words to his advantage, as it was how he fought his way to the top of his field, but flirting never came to him so naturally. What was he even thinking? Sure, his friends wanted to compliment the chef personally, a practice he always found cringeworthy, but the moment he saw her, all common sense was thrown out the wall-to-wall window of the five-star establishment. She gave him the time of day though, so he must’ve done something right.

Just as he lifted the bouquet of yellow tulips to his nose – for one last closer inspection, he told himself -, a car stopped in front of his black Audi. If he didn’t know any better, he would say it was an angel emerging from the taxi – in his mind, he wasn’t too far off, it was her. Thanking the driver one last time, Mirae fixed the strap of her black bag on her shoulder, scanning her surroundings carefully before meeting Baekhyun’s gaze. Her lips perked up into a small smile, and she made her way quickly towards him, him doing the same so they could meet halfway. Shy greetings were exchanged before Baekhyun handed her the bouquet. He blushed slightly, thankfully hidden in the darkness of the night.

The date was – for a lack of a better word – exceptional. While Mirae was completely ready to listen to endless hours of boring business talk from the young CEO, Baekhyun seemed a lot more interested in getting to know her than most of her recent dates. He asked about her childhood dreams, her deepest fears and most memorable trips and told her about himself in return. The conversation was balanced and Baekhyun was not opposed to taking her recommendations in consideration when it came to choosing appetizers, wine or dessert. Dessert! She couldn’t even remember the last time she and her date stayed until dessert. However, the closer the end of the date seemed, the more tense she got. It was soon time to tell him. It was soon all come crashing down again.

“Let me drive you home” Baekhyun spoke up, breaking her out of her momentary haze. Seeing as he was just putting away his credit card, it was clear he has paid for everything already.

“Did you really pay for all of this? Let me pay half of it” She protested, not even reacting to his initial proposition. A smile creeped up on his face upon seeing her surprise. Gosh, did he wanted to surprise her more in the future.

“Maybe I’ll let you pay on our second date” He mentioned while helping her put on her coat. “If you’ll want to meet me again, that is.” He added, a glimmer of hope etched into his voice.

It won’t depend on me, honestly, she wanted to add, but chose to just smile at him kindly. They exited the restaurant and Baekhyun didn’t need to do much convincing to let him take her home. She could enjoy these last few minutes with him; and it would be easier to just walk up to her apartment with her heart broken once more.

The car round was silent on her part. Baekhyun played music on a low volume, but tried to upkeep small conversation. He could sense that something was off. He couldn’t have imagined this spark between them back in the restaurant. He could swear her smiles and laughs were genuine and she truthfully seemed interested in him. Byun Baekhyun, the 29-year-old human, not Byun Baekhyun, the CEO, the ATM on two legs. Did he say something? Was she offended that he paid the bill?

“Hey, is everything alright?” He questioned after parking the car right in front of the address she gave him. “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable. If I did, I’m terribly sorry.”

“No, no, that’s not it-“ Mirae took a deep breath and unbuckled her seatbelt. Turning towards him, she inhaled deeply once more. “I really enjoyed everything today. I can’t even begin to tell you, how much. You’re wonderful, so I think you deserve full honesty from me.” She fumbled with her fingers, voice suddenly small. “This is the part where all of them change their mind, so don’t feel bad at all, I understand.” Baekhyun would’ve lied if he said her words didn’t concern him. What was she talking about? After another deep inhale, she looked up, deep into his eyes. “I have a daughter, 4 years old, from a previous relationship.”

“Okay, and?” was Baekhyun’s immediate response. He was honestly expecting something truly terrible, jarring, something a lot worse.

“And? You’re not – I don’t know – mad? Disappointed? You don’t want to kick me out of your car as soon as possible?” She queried, absolutely puzzled by his reaction. “You really don’t have to act nice, I sincerely understand if you never want to see me again.”

“I feel like you’ve had some pretty big assholes bring you on a date before, hm?” He gave her a lopsided smile. “If anything, I admire you even more. You’re a single mother, you work a tiring job and still make time for hopeless men like myself. But I think this is a bigger topic, something we could discuss on our second date. What do you say?” He leaned over to her, pressing a small kiss on her cheek. Her exes grew twice their size – because of his words or the small peck, she wasn’t sure.

“I-… You really won’t stand me up, right? Because if you’re planning to do that, just do it now. It would be easier for both of us.”

“Hey, I promise, this is not me pushing you away with an empty promise to never call you again. This is me, wanting to hear you full story, in a place and time you’re comfortable in. I don’t think my car’s the most ideal. How about this? Give me your phone?” She was so dazed, she put her phone in his palm without question. “This is my address. Which night are you free this week? Our second date can be at my place, I can cook us something, we can eat and watch a movie, and when you’re comfortable, you can tell me everything about her.” He gave back the device, sure enough with an address typed into her notes.

“I could make my Wednesday night free, if that works.” She answered shyly. The inside of the car was getting hotter with every second. Or was it just her? Was it because this man could not be real?

“Perfect, it’s a date then. Want me to pick you up or do you just want to drop by at 7?”

“Chae, you don’t understand, he’s perfect.”

This night, tissues were not spared. Ice cream was eaten, but not in sorrow. Mirae felt like she was floating on cloud 9. Maybe she was. Maybe it was all a dream – it sure seemed to good to be true.

“Oh, is he now, Miss I Don’t Need A Man?” Her friend teased smugly. Oh, she was never gonna live this down.

“No, really, I still can’t believe he wants a second date. What if it actually works out?”

“Oh, we’re building on what-ifs now, Drama Queen?”

“Shut up!”

“Mommy, you look really pretty!” Mina exclaimed excitedly as soon as her mother exited her bedroom in her light jeans and blush colored blouse. She felt a lot more relaxed than in last week’s beautiful but restricting dress. “and happy, too!”

“Thank you, sweetie” she cooed before she swept the little human in her arms. “Do you promise to behave for eonnie while mommy’s not home, like you always do?”

“Of course, mommy!” She clapped her tiny hands together, right before leaning in and leaving a big smooch on her mom’s cheek. “Who are you meeting, mommy?”

“I’m just visiting a friend I met this weekend, honey. I might be home late, so go to sleep with Chaeyon eonnie, okay?”

After making sure Chae had all necessities at hand to deal with her little princess, Mirae put on her boots and coat, kissing her daughter one last time before exiting the apartment. This time, she decided to drive to Baekhyun’s instead of calling a taxi. She was a bit early, as she liked to be, when she parked in front of the simple family house in Gangnam. Was it really where Baekhyun lived? Wasn’t he living alone? Before she could question herself any longer, Baekhyun’s tuft of chocolate hair appeared at the front door, cheerfully waving towards her car. Quickly exiting and locking the vehicle, she hurried to the door with a bottle of wine in her hand.

Baekhyun really outdid himself with the preparation. The table was set nicely for the two of them, and from the dining room she could see the living room couch decorated with soft looking pillows and blankets. While he was opening the wine bottle, she took a good look at the table full of side dishes and delicious food. Baekhyun’s soft voice, only slightly above a whisper, snapped her out of her thoughts. “I realize this is now the second date I took a chef on a date where she had to eat food probably worse than she can make at home, but I hope you don’t mind too much.”

“And this is the second date I’m wearing my own clothes instead of the ones you designed, yet you don’t seem too bothered about it either” she joked lightly, hoping to ease his nerves – and simultaneously her own, too. A genuine smile appeared on Baekhyun’s face before his chuckle filled the whole room.

Once they sat down and started eating they easily fell into conversation. How their week went so far, the plans they had for the rest of it. It was so easy talking to each other, almost like they’d known each other for far longer than the week they actually had. And just like before, Mirae could feel the heavy topic of her private life creeping up on her. As if reading her mind, Baekhyun spoke up, wine glass in one hand. “You know, you don’t have to tell me anything you’re not comfortable with. But I’d really like to know about your story, your daughter.” And yet again, with only a few words he managed to put her mind at ease, as if it was the easiest thing on Earth to tell him everything. He suggested moving to the couch, leaving the empty dishes on the table. He started clicking buttons on the remote of the TV, a seemingly endless list of movies appearing on screen shortly after. While he was reading through the titles, Mirae made herself comfortable between the pillows and blankets. “Have you seen Enola Holmes? I never got around to watching it.”

“I haven’t either, we can watch that” she replied, smiling at him when she realized he turned his whole body towards her when he asked for her opinion. After starting the movie, he also made his way to the couch, sitting down a bit further away from her than he would’ve originally liked to, but he didn’t want to invade her personal space. Not yet, at least. He grabbed a pillow and put it in his lap, pulling his legs up on the couch so that his body was turned towards her. After a few minutes of comfortable silence, her body also turned towards him, her lips curling into a nervous smile. “Mina’s 4 years old. She’s going to kindergarten now and she absolutely loves it. She only made two friends, but she plays with them all the time and I’m really happy she could fit in. I was really worried, her not having a father when all her peers are picked up by theirs almost every day. She still sees him once every month, but I don’t think she enjoys spending time with him.”

“Oh, so he’s dad is around?” slipped out of Baekhyun’s mouth before he could think it through. Eyes widening in panic he tried saving the situation. “I mean, that’s good, right? Or is it? I’m sorry, I don’t even know what I’m saying” his rambling earned him a hearty chuckle and a small smile.

“Yeah, I’m happy that he finally came around and wanted to see his daughter. I mean, I wasn’t expecting much when he left with another girl only a week after I told him I was pregnant” she mentioned bitterly. It was a hard topic, not something she could take lightly, but it was her kneejerk reaction to stress. They continued like this, Mirae talking about her horrible experiences, white slight jokes sprinkled into the stories and Baekhyun reassuring her for the best of his abilities. Honestly, he could’ve easily gone out and beat the guy to a pulp for what he has done to her and her daughter. He knew better though, he knew she was fully capable of dealing with that jerk as much as she needed to, but he just couldn’t help this overwhelming urge to protect her at all costs. He was sure once he met Mina, he would feel the same about the little girl, too.

“Do you want to see some pictures of her?” she asked shyly, and Baekhyun accepted within a fraction of a second. She scooted closer to him on the couch, his legs returning to the ground to give her space beside him. With her phone in hand she opened her gallery, full of pictures of food and a little girl. With every picture she showed came a small story – it started raining when we were in the park, she loves puddles, so she immediately jumped into one and she wanted to dress as Remy from Ratatouille, but we decided to stick with Colette in the end. With every little piece she revealed of herself, Baekhyun’s arms inched closer and closer, to the point where it was no going back from hooking his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. While caught off guard, she didn’t seem to dislike his close proximity. The movie still played in the background, but neither of them knew what the story was about. She put her phone away after a while, cuddling into his side and leaning her head on his shoulder. It all just felt right. With her previous dates, Mirae was always cautious about skinship and touching, but with Baekhyun it all seemed to come naturally.

Once the end credits started rolling, Netflix already recommending the next movie to watch, Baekhyun reluctantly left his comfortable cocoon, and with that, her embrace, to turn the streaming service off. Mirae was almost dozing off underneath the warm blankets, and he hadn’t the heart to disturb her peace. When he started walking towards the dining area, all intentions of cleaning up, she also rose from the couch, following him with a smile plastered on her face. “Need help?”

“You’re the guest, no work for you here” he answered softly, pestering a small kiss on the top of her head. His gesture made her cheeks heat up, momentarily speechless as he started cleaning up the aftermath of their dinner. With him refusing her help, she sat down on a chair next to the dining table, watching him move around the space smoothly. “There’s a carnival just outside the city, do you think Mina would enjoy it?” A kitchen towel was flung across his shoulder, dirty plates in one hand, empty wine glasses in the other. The implications of his question were deeper than she was prepared for. She honestly hasn’t thought much about introducing anyone to Mina lately, since she didn’t have any worthy candidates. Baekhyun, however, was different. She had no doubt Mina would warm up to him easily, he seemed to have that effect on anyone he wanted to. Wouldn’t it be too soon though? How long should she wait? These times, she really wished there was a guidebook to dating as a single parent, telling her exactly what was right and what wasn’t. But there wasn’t, and she decided then and there: she would give Baekhyun a chance.

“Mommy, can I bring Tigger to the carni-war?” Mina asked excitedly, jumping around the living room with her favorite plushie in her hand.

“It’s called a carnival, honey” she corrected her, pulling down her fluffy baby blue sweater to make sure she was properly covered in the chilly autumn morning. “And I think it’s best if Tigger stays home today. What if we lose him? He’ll wait for you to come home, right here” she placed the toy on the couch, sitting up. “Now go grab your bag, sweetie, Baekhyun will be here soon.”

She didn’t even need to finish her sentence, her child was already running down the corridor, towards her room. Last night they had the big talk. Mommy’s friend, Baekhyun was coming over and taking them to the carnival. Mommy’s friend, Baekhyun is really nice and she doesn’t need to be afraid of him. Mommy’s friend, Baekhyun is really excited to meet her, so she should behave. Mommy really likes her friend, Baekhyun, just like in the movies, so she needs private agent Mina’s help to determine if he really is a good man. She hoped being a girl on a mission would ease Mina’s mind enough to not be too nervous around Baekhyun. She wasn’t particularly afraid of strangers, but she tended to be shy. Mirae was also afraid she would associate spending time with a grown man to spending time with her father, which she always threw a fuss about. She always said her dad was boring, that they just watched cartoons and ate fast food when she was at his place. Mirae scolded him every time for this, but things never changed. Just as Mina arrived at her feet, Hello Kitty backpack on her shoulders, there was a knock on the door. “Woo, he’s here!” the toddler exclaimed and Mirae couldn’t help but chuckle as she went to open the door. There he stood, dressed in his own streetwear, eyes shining, grin wide, with a bouquet of yellow tulips in his hand. After letting him in and thanking him she excused herself to the kitchen to search for a vase. When she came back, to her biggest surprise, Baekhyun was crouching in front of Mina, handing her a very small bouquet of various colorful flowers.

“Shin Mina, what do we say?” She scolded playfully, arms crossed in front of her chest.

“Thank you!” She bounced happily, running towards her mother with the flowers in her hand. “Mommy, look”

“It’s really pretty, sweetie” Mirae picked her up, the little girl already too heavy for her to carry for longer periods. “Let’s find a glass you can put them in so they don’t get sad.”

After putting their flowers in water, the two girls returned to the smiling CEO, Mina still having an excited bounce in her step. They were soon leaving the apartment, Baekhyun carrying Mina’s car seat to install in his car before letting Mirae strap her in the proper way. The drive to the carnival wasn’t too long, especially since Mina for some reason couldn’t keep her mouth shut. She kept telling stories to Baekhyun and asking him questions he never thought he would have to be ready for – Baekhyunnie do you think the sky is so blue because there’s so much water in it? Baekhyunnie why is unhealthy food so delicious and healthy food so- so- broccoli!. Mirae heavily enjoyed how flustered he got when trying to answer her nonsensical queries, trying his hardest to please the toddler with his answer.

Saying that Mina went wild at the carnival would be a big understatement. Colorful rides, delicious smelling treats at every corner, it’s safe to say she was nearly overwhelmed with excitement. She wanted to sit on every ride, eat a sample of all the food and never rest. Mirae also learned a lot about Baekhyun on that date. Like when they were buying sandwiches and Mina offered him a bite of her own, Baekhyun almost accepting before realizing with disgust written all across his features that it had cucumbers in it. Or when you were on top of the ferris wheel and he let it slip how utterly terrified he was of heights, only to let Mina drag you two into the line for the rollercoasters. The fact that he was trying tens of times harder to make sure Mina was enjoying her day than her own father ever did really warmed Mirae’s heart. That’s why when the end of the day approached and Baekhyun dropped them off she didn’t refuse the idea of a fourth date, and didn’t hesitate to lean up and seal their goodbye with a kiss.

From then on, Baekhyun was an engraved part of the Shins life. He would bring Mirae on dates every week, each of them drawing them closer to each other, and every week he would come over and spend a day with her and Mina. Sometimes they went out and did some outdoors activities – hiking was Mina’s favorite -, sometimes they just stayed inside and had fun with games and movies. That’s why Baekhyun’s revelation came as a shocking surprise after three months of officially being a couple.

He hadn’t finished his military service yet, meaning he would have to enlist within the next 6 months. Enlist, for 20 months. He was terrified to tell her this. He was too focused on starting his own company in the beginning of his twenties, so he pushed it off for as long as he could. He was horrified of what her reaction could be. Would she hate him? She told him her biggest secret on date one and he waited three months! What was he thinking? She, however, was absolutely understanding. A bit sad, a little upset, of course, but inherently she understand his want to focus on his career beforehand. She made him promise to contact her every week when he could use his phone and to not get hurt while he was serving in the navy. The moment she kissed him softly, reassuring him that she would wait till the day she came back, he knew she would be the one he marries.

The past 20 months were terrible for her, sure. Only speaking on the phone once per week, not even being able to see his face, since photographs were still strictly prohibited in the military, really took a toll on her. But being a grown woman she understood that he had to do this, that he will be back soon. Mina, now 6 years old, was a whole different story. She didn’t understand why Baekhyun stopped visiting, why he missed both two of his birthday parties since she knew him, why he was only calling once a week – not even videocalling, like her grandparents, but just calling! She really missed him, Mirae could see that. Never in her 6 years of life did she miss anyone like this. She had friends move away from their neighborhood, hell, she saw her real father only once a month. But this was different, Baekhyun was different. Mina could see how much her mommy missed him, too, and seeing her sad only made the little girl sadder.

“Does Mina know I’m coming home next Thursday?” Baekhyun asked at the end of their hour long conversation. Mina was already asleep, seeing as it was near 10PM. He would soon need to hang up.

“No, I didn’t want to tell her until you knew the exact day you were arriving. She really misses you, you know?” She smiled fondly, playing with a strand of her own hair. One week. He’ll finally be coming back in seven days. He’ll be discharged on Wednesday, but his base is so far from Seoul his friend, Chanyeol would have to drive late at night. So they agreed they’ll stay in a hotel near the base for the night, then drive home in the morning. You offered to fetch him yourself, but he insisted on surprising Mina, and he said that would give it all away. He may’ve had a point.

“Is she the only one missing me?” he joked. ”Good, don’t tell her. When can you pick her up from school? 4? Gosh, she’s already in school, I’m sure she’s grown so much…”

“Yeah, I can’t even pick her up properly, she’s so heavy” she giggled at his rambling. “She’s almost 120cms now, she really grew a lot. I wonder if you’ll even recognize her when we go to her school.”

“She has your eyes, of course I’ll recognize her! I really can’t wait, I missed you both so much. I have to go now, curfew, you know… I’ll text you when I’m near Seoul” he promised, a hopeful sigh prominent in his voice.

“Okay, take care. I’ll cook your favorite, no cucumbers.” She winked and even thought he couldn’t see, she was sure he knew. “I love you”

“I love you too, see you soon.”

“GPS says 34 minutes.”

“28 now!”

“Only 24 minutes and I’m back!”

“19 minutes, I can’t wait!”

She giggled, looking at her phone and the seemingly endless messages, before typing her response. “Wow, Chanyeol must really want to throw you out the window right now haha Door’s open, soldier.”

His messages didn’t stop, if anything they picked up in frequency. 17 minutes, 14, 13, 10, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, I see the convenience store, I see your street, I see the building…

By the time Chanyeol parked his car in front her complex she was already waiting on the sidewalk, immediately running to him and jumping into his arms after he exited the car.

“Fucking finally, if I had to spend another minute with him in my car, I might’ve driven into a tree on purpose.” Chanyeol’s grumpy voice sounded from the rolled down window. She let out a chuckle, thanking him for not killing his best friend before inviting them both inside. Chanyeol declined, taking out Baekhyun’s bags before waving goodbye and driving off. She smiled at him fondly, arms still around his waist. He bulked up a bit in the past year and a half, his shoulders broader than the last time she saw him. His skin was also a bit tanner, probably thanks to the time spent in the sun. What haven’t changed, thankfully, was his boxy smile and sparkling eyes looking deep into hers.

They spent the entire day in each other’s arms, exchanging kisses left and right, talking about anything and everything. Minutes before 4PM they were already outside of Mina’s school. Loud screams and laughter sounded from the playground at the back porch of the school, so they headed there straight away. Upon seeing Mirae, a teacher called out to Mina – Mina, mommy’s here – and the moment her big eyes found the pair at the entrance, she ran like her life depended on it, straight into the arms of Baekhyun who was already crouching down with his arms open. “You’re back!” she cried out, small sobs shaking her entire body. Baekhyun hugged her close, smiling up at Mirae sheepishly, clearly fighting his own tears. Giving them a minute of privacy, Mirae walked towards the teacher overlooking the crowd of playing children, to collect Mina’s coat and backpack.

“So is he the Baekhyun the whole school was hearing about lately?” she smiled at the mother knowingly. She knew Mina couldn’t shut up about how her Baekhyunnie was in the army and would be coming back any time now. Mirae nodded happily, exchanging a few words about Mina before she walked back to the two loves of her life. Mina’s arms were still tight around his neck, but he was standing up now, holding her in his arms securely.

“Honey, you’ll have to let go of Baekhyun eventually, or he won’t be able to drive us home” she cooed, pressing a reassuring kiss to the little girl’s cheek, rubbing her back slightly. “It’s okay, honey, you don’t need to cry.”

“Will you leave again?” Her voice sounded barely louder than the slight wind playing with her hair, but they both heard. Baekhyun kissed the top of his head, making sure she wouldn’t fall from his grip.

“No, princess, you won’t be able to get rid of me from now on.”

They stood there for five minutes, Mina not budging a milimiter, but her tears subsiding, before Mirae decided she would drive, while Baekhyun could sit in the back with Mina in his lap. By the time they approached Baekhyun’s driveway she was soundly asleep on his chest, him rubbing her soft hair slightly. Once parked, Mirae opened the back door and tried to get Mina off him, but even in her sleep she still wouldn’t stir. Once Baekhyun carried her into his home – cleaned biweekly by a cleaning agency for the past 20 months –, he sat down with her on the couch, waiting for Mirae to join them. Cuddled together, they talked in whispers, not daring to wake up the exhausted little girl.

For days after Baekhyun couldn’t get her to stop clinging to her like a koala – not like he really minded. He did need to go back to work though, having been running his company remotely with the help of his right hand, Chanyeol. Mina also needed to go to school, but he made it his mission to leave early enough every day and pick her up from school. He even had to carry her out to the grill party they organized in his backyard that weekend, a small event with family and friends to celebrate Baekhyun’s return. Well, that was the reason Mirae knew. For Baekhyun, this small event wasn’t precisely about greeting his parents and brother, his niece and nephew or even Mirae’s parents. He wanted them all there for one reason, and one reason only. The reason was snugly tucked away in the inside pocket of his blazer, the gem precisely cut, the size determined sneakily by sneaky texts with Chaeyon.

Mirae and their mothers were in charge of the side dishes and desert inside, while their fathers did the grilling. Baekhyun always loved seeing their parents getting along well – it seriously was more than he ever hoped for. Baekhyun sat down at the makeshift sandpit where his niece and nephew were already playing, supervised by his brother and sister-in-law, and encouraged Mina to join them. “Nervous?” his brother inquired, a hand resting on his shoulder.

“More than I imagined I’d be.” Baekhyun sighed, watching Mina enjoy her time with the two kids who he hoped could become her cousins soon. “What if she thinks it’s all too soon? I mean, it is, I just… Why wait when I know I want to be with her forever?”

“Hyunnie, you grew up quite a lot, didn’t you?” His brother’s grip on his shoulder tightened reassuringly, a proud smile sitting on his lips. “I can see she loves you as much as you love her. And I mean technically, you’ve been together for 2 years already. Sure, most of it was long-distance, but you both fought through it. Her kid also adores you, which I think is already a selling factor.”

“Still, I don’t think I’ve ever been this nervous in my life-“

“Why are you nervous?” Mina appeared in front of him, hands full of sand, eyes full of wonder.

“Oh, nothing monkey, I just need to ask your mom a question after dinner.” he replied, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap.

“But mommy’s not scary, I ask her questions all the time” she added innocently, snuggling closer to him. “Want me to ask it for you?”

“No, honey, Baekhyunnie has to ask this. And this is our secret, okay, monkey? Mommy can’t know I want to ask her anything.”

“Okay!” she playfully zipped her lips, before jumping off him and running back to play in the sand some more. He looked after her with fondness in his eyes, totally forgetting about the conversation he had with his brother before – or the presence of the older man for that matter.

“See? It’s like she’s been your daughter all along.”

“Should’ve guessed I’ll find you in the sandpit with the kids” Mirae appeared behind her, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her lips to his cheek. “Food’s almost ready, could you get the kids to wash up and sit in their chairs?”

“Of course, love” he turned in her arms, pressing a quick peck on her lips. “Need help with anything else?”

“Oh, no, your mom is running around like a rabbit on steroids, I think her and my mom got the table all set up already.” Oh, his mom. When they arrived earlier that day, Baekhyun pulled her aside – just like he did with his father and Mirae’s parents individually later on – to let her know about his plan. She was overjoyed, just like the rest of the parents, but he guesses she couldn’t fully contain her excitement like he asked her to do.

Dinner was going as smoothly as it could, with family member and friends talking in small groups about whatever they deemed worthy. Mirae turned to Baekhyun midway, looking at him like he brought down the stars for her, and kissed the corner of his lips. Did she knew? Did one of their mothers let it slip out? Maybe he shouldn’t have asked for their permission to begin with, it’s all ruined now- “I was thinking about switching workplaces. The restaurant chain is opening a new location in Gangnam, I’d have a lot more regular hours and I could be closer to you, as well.” She ran her hand down his lower arm until their fingers tangled together under the table. His surprised expression only caused her smile to widen. “What do you think?”

“I think you should definitely take the opportunity. And you should definitely move here, with me, you know, so you could be closer to work.” he answered dreamily, not believing how well this all played in with his plan. “Your lease is coming to an end either way, right? The elevator hasn’t been working for a while either, did they fix that already? And Mina could play out here every day, without you having to bring her to a park. And you know, we could wake up next to each other every morning, so that’s an added bonus-“

“Calm down, I was convinced by the time you mentioned the elevator” she joked, pressing another short kiss onto his lips. “Let’s talk about this after everyone left, hm?”

“Yeah, let’s” he spaced out, touching the hidden pocket with his free hand. “Actually” he let go of her hand suddenly, standing up from the table. Everyone looked at him, some expectantly, some curiously – including her. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time now. I-… I never thought that I would find the love of my life when I went into that restaurant two years ago. Honestly, I wasn’t even looking for a relationship, I was planning to finish my military service and then maybe start looking but then I saw you and everything changed. I was terrified of everything, of this newfound confidence you gave me, of disappointing you, or Mina, and when I was lying on my bed in the navy every day, I was terrified of one day losing you. I-… I don’t even know where I’m trying to go with all of this, I should’ve practiced more, but you just had to surprise me today, as well and… Just please, will you marry me?” He blurted out, now on one knee next to her chair, with the velvet box opened in his palm. He was too afraid to look at her for a second, but then remembered it’s her, he shouldn’t have to worry about anything. Both of Mirae’s hands were covering her face, tears quickly gathering at the corners of her eyes. Gosh¸ she wasn’t expecting this, not today at least, not for a while longer honestly. But just thinking about spending the rest of her days by his side made her extremely happy. She had no doubt Baekhyun is the one – but wasn’t this all too fast? Or was it? What more was she waiting for?

Without uttering a word she threw herself onto him, arms wrapping around his neck and suddenly she couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. Free hand wrapping around her waist, Baekhyun tried shushing her, to comfort her. “I kind of need an answer here, sweetheart.”

“Yes, of course” she choked out, hugging him even closer before he grabbed her left hand, slowly sliding the shiny ring on her fourth finger before leaning down and enveloping her in the most romantic kiss they ever shared. Friends and family cheering, kids ew-ing, it all couldn’t be more perfect.

That was, until a year later, a day before their wedding Baekhyun was panicking, walking up and down the living room – their living room –, worried that they must have missed something during planning, something will go wrong and she will hate him forever. “Honey” She ran her arm up his arm, slowly wrapping both arms around his neck and tangling her hair into his soft, black hair. “It’s going to be fine. The wedding planner took care of everything, most guests are already in their hotel rooms, your tuxedo and my dress are waiting for us at the venue and I made sure the wedding cake is the best they could make. Everything is going to be just fine” she tried reassuring him, pressing kiss after kiss on his pouting lips. “Besides, I don’t need my husband breaking down on our wedding day, leaving me to take care of our two kids on my own.”

“I’m not going to-“ he protested, clearly not registering right away the secret in her last words. “Wait, what, two?” His eyes were wider than she’s ever seen them, and she could swear if she didn’t know he was nearing 32, she would believe he was 9 going by how cute he was.

“Oops, did I say two? Might have spoiled the honeymoon surprise” she added cheekily, carefully watching as Baekhyun’s smile widened to his ears before she could feel his arms crushing her bones as he pulled her close.

“I love you, so, so much.”

“I love you too, honey. You were absolutely worth the wait.”

“So, Dad, I’m monkey because I was clinging to you when you came back from the army?” Mina asked, pushing himself away from her guardian.

“Yes, sweetie.” He answered proudly. Jaehyun was already snoring soundly on his shoulder.

“Then why did you not just say that? Why did I have to listen to your whole story with mom again?” Mina whined. Just as she was about to give him a piece of her mind – like the scary, independent, full of anger 10-year-old she was – Mirae emerged from the kitchen, an apron still draped around her front. “Mom, dad is the worst!”

“Tell me about it, monkey” Mirae picked her up, ruffling her hair. With a big puff of air escaping her small lips, Mina crossed her arms.

“I hate that nickname.”

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