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“Rose” Pt.1

!!SMUT WARNING!!

Billie swayed to the music as EXO’s ‘My Lady’ played loudly. She was standing in the crowd, in the front row, watching the boys with a wide smile on her face. Her eyes caught her boyfriend’s, and they looked each other in the eye. Each member had a red rose, and were giving them out to an audience member. Baekhyun looked at her with a wink and kneeled down in front of her, reaching across the barrier and gave her the rose.

Billie blushed and accepted it, hearing the fans around her scream and jump up and down around her. They all cheered and she ended up joining it, making Baek grin over at her again. He nudged Chanyeol and nodded down at his girlfriend. Chanyeol let out a laugh and shook his head, watching as Billie jumped and cheered and sung with the fans in the front row with her.

She continued bouncing around with them until the show ended, and she walked around to the back of the venue. She walked in, showing off a lanyard to the security and they let her through. She walked around aimlessly, getting temporarily lost before finding the room marked ‘EXO’. She knocked gently, but then heard the loud laughs and talking on the other side and realised that they hadn’t heard her.

She knocked louder on the door and then footsteps approaching the door. She played with the rose that Baek had given her during the concert before the door swung open, revealing a very sweaty and exhausted, yet adrenaline-hyped Jongin. She smiled widely and he threw his arms around her. He lifted her up and spun her around. “Did you see that concert, Bill?” he excitedly asked. “It was great. We were great tonight!” he jumped with the girl still suspended in his arms.

“Jongin!” Baekhyun yelled out. “Do you reckon that I can have my girlfriend back?” he asked, and Jongin laughed, placing her feet on the ground. Baek nodded his head at Billie and she rushed over to him, and hugged him.

“You’re really sweaty and it’s gross,” Billie mumbled into his chest. She felt his chest vibrate from his chuckle. He pulled back and gave her his bottle of water.

“Wait here,” he instructed gently. “I’m going to get changed and then we’ll leave.”

“Hey,” she smiled at Sehun, who sat next to her while Baek was away. “You did really well tonight, Sehun.”

“Thanks, Bill,” he grinned lazily. “Did you have fun tonight?”

“Yeah, definitely,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “You all were really great.”

They chatted for a while, and it wasn’t until Baekhyun had come back into the room that she realised that Tao was missing and there was a vaguely familiar girl sitting with Chen.

“Where’s Tao?” Billie asked her boyfriend as they walked through the room.

“Uh, he left earlier. He was with some girl named Alexis. We’d met once before.”

“And what about that girl with Chen?”

“A childhood friend. Her name’s Olivia.”

The two of them said goodbye to all the boys and they left the studio in Billie’s car. She drove to her apartment, where they both sat close together, watching a movie on the TV. The rose he had given her was sitting on the coffee table in front of them.

Billie gasped when she felt Baekhyun’s cool hand on her thigh. She ignored his hand, continuing to watch the movie. He moved his hand up under her skirt hovering over her panties.

“Baek,” she breathily said. “What are you doing?”

“Something fun,” he whispered into her ear, kissing down her neck. He moved them so they were lying on the couch, him on top of her. She lifted her hips as he removed her denim skirt hastily. He pulled back from her, watching her body move as she panted underneath him. He removed his shirt and his pants, throwing them on the ground, and moving back on top of her.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue reaching into her mouth. Her hands were on his hips, squeezing tightly as she felt his hardening dick press into her. She breathily cried out his name as she felt him move so he was pressing into her through her panties. “Baekhyun, please,” she whispered.

“Billie,” he grunted as he ground into her hips. She moved her hands so she was pulling down his briefs, grinning as he shimmied them down his hips and legs. He then pulled back so he was on his knees in front of her and pulled her panties down her legs, inch by inch. It was agonisingly slow for her and she writhed in anticipation for her boyfriend.

“Baekhyun, hurry, please,” she whimpered out, making him grin.

“As you wish, my love,” he whispered and he hovered over Billie. He lined himself up and pushed the tip in, making Billie’s whole body shiver with pleasure. With his length buried deep in her, she whimpered, needing him to move. She needed to feel him in her.

“Baek,” she panted, the pleasure almost becoming unbearable for her. He nodded, his face slightly red from the heat that was shared between the two. The rest of their time together this night was slow and sensual. The two shared their emotions through actions, showing their love and admiration for the other by the way that they worshipped each other’s bodies. There were soft moans and breathy pants of each other’s name shared between them.

Billie reached her climax first, feeling her insides build up to this one moment. She could’ve sworn she’s never felt more pleasure than in that moment, with Baekhyun showering her with love and affection. With Billie’s climax, came Baekhyun’s. He grunted out, hearing her name leave his lips with pleasure and love being the only accompaniments with it.

As they lay together on the couch, Baekhyun soundly sleeping beneath her, Billie turned her head to the coffee table and saw the rose he had given her. With a love-filled smile, she fell asleep, cuddled on top of her boyfriend, his arms firmly keeping her in place with him.

~ Admin C

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!!!!image not ours!!!!

hope you liked this guys, sorry for never uploading anything. Admin C and H are at school and i work full time so it gets super difficult. but we are working on things.

anyway, this is something Admin C wrote, she cant access tumblr on her laptop at the moment so im uploading it for her.

the characters used are characters which you will probably see in other writings as well. Alexis is Admin C’s, Olivia is Admin H’s and Billie is mine.

anyway hope you enjoy ily <3

touch me • bbh

warnings: smut, light dom/sub (dom!bbhsub!reader), daddykink, anal, degradation etc

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It’s warm in here. It’s warm enough for him to have taken off his jacket, thrown it over the table and yet you’re still shivering. Shaking as if you’re freezing, but that’s not why. You’re shaking because he’s in front of you, right there, and even though you can’t look at him yet you can feel him there, feel his gaze on you. It lights you up, electrifies you and it’s unbearable. You need him to come closer, to say something, do something for you — to you, which is why the words slip out even without your permission.

“Touch me,” you beg.

He raises an eyebrow. “Touch you where?” He sneers.

“My…” you groan and throw your head back with a whine, more desperate by the second. “My pussy.”

He shakes his head, like the notion amuses him. “I’ll kick your fucking pussy,” he laughs. “What’s a used up hole gonna do for me?”

His face is downright smug and you want to fucking backhand it. You don’t, though, because as usual your hands are cuffed behind your back, and he’s way stronger than you anyway. So you just glare, trying to look pissed, angry even but it doesn’t seem to work because the bastard looks at your face and cooes. Like you’re just a kid in a huff.

“What a cutie,” he says fondly. “Did that make you sad? You’re mad at daddy now?”

“I’m not used up,” you snarl before you know what you’re saying and his smug smile falls off his face, eyes darkening as he stalks towards you. You shrink away from him but he grabs you by the throat, dragging your face towards his.

“Oh yeah?” He breathes. “You’re not?”

“No,” you whine. “I’m not, daddy.”

“So you’re telling me,” he says slowly. “I could reach down there and you wouldn’t be dripping onto my carpets? I wouldn’t find a loose, desperate hole like I always do?”

You huff, defeated and he laughs, releasing his grip on you before slapping you once, twice across the face. “I thought so,” he mutters. “Let’s not disagree with me again, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you nod dumbly, only half aware of what you’re agreeing to but that’s sort of the point, you guess. The first time he’d touched you he’d stressed the need for unquestioned obedience, and the first time he let you touch him was a reward for your compliance. This is what you love, anyway, being good for him. Even if you like to bite back from time to time.

“Do you think I should fuck you?” He asks. He’s sat in the armchair now, staring down at your kneeling form with a bored expression. “Do you?”

“I want you to,” you whisper. “But it’s your choice.”

He grins. “You’re right, puppy. I think I’m gonna fuck your ass today. ‘Til your pussy tightens up again, yeah?”

You whine softly, biting down on your lip. He beckons you with a long finger and you try to crawl towards him, forgetting your hands are cuffed until you fall to the floor. He laughs loudly, shaking his head at the pathetic sight in front of him as you lift yourself up and shuffle awkwardly towards him. He picks you up almost tenderly, settling you in his lap. His eyes catch something behind you and he snickers, turning you around to see it.

“Look at that,” he laughs and you want to curl up and die right there because in front of you, clear as day is a patch of his beige carpet entirely soaked with your wetness. Your face heats up at the sight and you whimper, turning yourself back around to bury your head in his chest.

“Awe, pet,” he says. “It’s okay. You can’t help it, can you?”

You shake your head and he runs a comforting hand down your bare back. “Yeah, it’s alright, daddy knows,” he smiles. “Let’s get some dick in you, yeah?”

You perk up, nodding enthusiastically, your embarrassment quickly forgotten and he laughs. “Yeah, daddy knows what you need.”

He stands up, still holding you in his arms as he walks over to the bed and drops you onto it. You lay pliant as he positions you so that you’re bent over the end of the bed, legs spread so both your holes are on display to him. He makes a noise of satisfaction and shoves his fingers into your mouth. You choke, surprised at the intrusion and his other hand slaps your ass hard.

“Make them wet,” he orders. “Unless you want it raw.”

You definitely do not want it raw, so you suck eagerly on his fingers, coating them in your saliva. When he’s satisfied he pulls them out and the hand that slapped you presses down on your lower back, holding you down while the other presses a finger slowly into your asshole.

You groan, squirming and thrashing against his hold but you both know you’re not trying to get up — if anything, you’re trying to get closer to him, to get his finger deeper inside you. Another slap to your ass stills you and he pushes another in, faster this time, and then another. It burns but you’re used to the feeling, you’ve come to like it, and soon you’re begging him to replace the finger with his cock.

He does, pushing himself in without warning and you scream, biting down on the sheets just to have something to do. He starts to thrust right away, impatient, and his hands hold your waist in a tight grip, using you as leverage to go deeper, faster, harder.

“Little bitch,” he spits and snakes a hand into your hair, pulling it harshly until you’re staring up at him. You whimper in pain and he laughs, hand impacting against your ass again with a grunt.

“What?” He asks. “You can’t take it?”

You cry out, but you’re so far gone by now you’re not even sure if you said yes or no. He spanks you again and again, fucking you faster and faster until you’re coming over the bed with a wail, legs jerking with your release.

You collapse onto the sheets, exhausted, but he keeps going, gripping your waist firmly while he chases his own orgasm. He comes with a grunt, whispering something you can’t comprehend before he collapses on top of you.

His hands are gentle on your skin now, stroking your flushed face as he lifts you carefully from the bed and holds you close to his heaving chest. The sound of his heavy breathing soothes you as you come down from your high. The next thing you’re fully aware of is a hot flannel on your skin, cleaning the cum off your body. You smile at him and he smiles back. “Go to sleep,” he whispers. You do.

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a/n: nothing to say for this one. Just PLS reblog, comment etc. Comments motivate me to write more. Love xx

"Put On A Show For Them, Baby"

#49 with Byun Baekhyun

Requested by Anonymous

Send in a number and idol

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As you and your boyfriend, Baekhyun are dancing in the middle of the club you get a sudden urge to try something new. You back away from him enough to look him in the eyes. When he looks down at you you smirk and look at his lips, then back to his eyes. Knowing what you want he lowers his head so that you could kiss him. But what he thought was going to be a chaste kiss was actually a heated makeout. Baekhyun starts pulling away, a little shy about so much pda, but you bite his lower lip and tug before releasing him. "Y/N what are you doing?" He asks in your ear so you could hear over the loud music. You grab him by his collar and pull him closer so you can kiss all over his neck and chest. "Come on, let's put on a show for them, baby," you say as your hands start traveling all over his torso. He tries to hide his smile, but you definitely saw it. You turn around and start grinding onto him, moving your hips in circles. He runs his hand up your neck, stopping once he reaches the back of your head and pushes you down so you're bent over. With one hand resting on your waist and the other on your lower back, he starts moving his hips along with you. You start moving your hips up and down feeling his erection sliding against your slit. You can feel eyes on you two, but at this point you don't care. This is too fun. Baekhyun pulls you back up and turns you around to face him. "This is fun and all, but I almost came just now," he's panting and sweaty and has never looked more handsome. You lick him from his collar bone to his jaw, "You should've, no need to hold back." He takes your hands and pulls you to the bathroom to finish where you left off in private.

“Does this get you hard?” & “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

I still had a few requests from the drabble game I did a while ago so I decided to finally write them🤷🏽‍♀️...requested by Anon

#43 & 3 with Byun Baekhyun

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Baekhyun sat on the couch, looking down at his phone and not paying you any attention. You’ve been sitting next to him resting your head on his shoulder for about 10 minutes and he still hasn’t said a word to you.

If he’s not going to pay attention to me on his own, I guess I’ll have to make him.

You sigh aloud as you start running the tips of your fingers along his leg. You feel his leg jump slightly at the intial contact, but other than that, no reaction. You decide to rub your whole hand up to his crotch, grabbing his cock, that got his attention.

“Baby, what are you doing?” He asks finally looking up from his phone.

“What? Does this get you hard?”

He just scoffs with a half smile and goes back to his phone trying to ignore you. Guess you’ll have to try harder. You unbutton his pants, watching his face closely. You start rubbing him through his underwear, then pull his half-hard erection out and get on your knees in front of him.

You don’t ever actually put him in your mouth, though. Nevertheless, you still have Baekhyun moaning from you breathing on his erection and rubbing your fingers on him.

He moans. “Why are you teasing me like this?” He’s practically whining now.

“Because you haven’t given me enough attention today,” you say shrugging your shoulders. “Besides, if you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

His mouth stayed shut after that, until you finally put him in your mouth, then he became a whole new moaning mess.

“I’ll Do Anything For An A, Sir”

Requested by anonymous. Also from the old drabble game. Lol I’m so bad at getting stuff done on time, forgive me.😬

#58 with Byun Baekhyun

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Looking at the grade you got on your most recent test, you could actually cry. If you weren’t sitting in the very class you’re now failing, in front of the reason why you definitely would. Your professor, Byun Baekyun’s good looks has distracted you so much that you actually failed. You decide you’ll see him after class for hopefully some extra credit.

You knock on his office door and wait for a response.

“Come in,” he shouts through the door.

God. Even his voice is sexy.

You open the door slowly and see him sitting behind his desk, grading what you assumed was your assignment from earlier today.

“Oh! Hello, Ms Y/N,” he sounds like he was expecting you. “You must be here about your test grade.”

You wince and nod your head. You must’ve gotten the worst grade in the class.

“Yes, sir. I was wondering if there was anything I can do to get that score up?” You can feel the tears you. You really don’t want to have to take this class again. “Please, please, please. I will do anything for an A, sir.”

You gasped after seeing his eyebrows shoot up and that sinful smirk. He gets up from his seat and walks around his desk, his finger running along the edge of it.

“Anything?”

You nod looking down. He grabs your waist and pulls you closer.

“Is this okay?” He asks as he unbuttons and unzips your jeans.

You nod again.

“Use words, Y/N.”

“Y-y-y,” you clear your throat. “Yes, sir.”

He smirks again as he slides his hand in your pants and rubs you through panties. You eyes flutter shut. After a while you grab his wrist and stop him.

“I’m supposed to be doing what you want.” You smile shyly at him.

He leans on his desk as he undoes his pants and pulls himself out.

“Get on your knees for me and open up.”

You do as he says without a second thought. As soon as your mouth opens, he’s thrusting into your mouth. Tears come to your eyes as he hits the back of your throat. You open your eyes the face of pleasure he’s making has you moaning around his erection. You feel him twitch and then stiffen and cum down your throat with a low growl mixed with a moan.

You really hope you can do things for him any time and not just for your grades.

Baekhyun fanfiction recommendations

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

oneshots:

Gasoline | Ice Queen | Bellicose | Guys My Age | I Loved You | Begin | Hotblood |Baekismet | For Eternity | Quit Your Life | Young | Honey | Bloodstream | Moulin Rouge Sous le Ciel Bleu | Café au Lait | worlds apart | neon moon | Lip Ring | Red | Murder to the mind | On the Way | Love Again | My Lady | White Noise | Four Stars Out Of Five | sweet | Roses | Glances | Sweet Dreams | Behave | car je t'aime | transcendental | meant to belong | candy stars | Incubus: Coming of Age | Silver |Invidia | The Girl Of My Best Friend | Right There | Not Much of a Sex God

series:

56% | Blind Spot | They Never Know | The Third Bride | The Perfect Groom | Heal me (Married to brother-in-law) | Love Shot | Unforgettable | Tempo: Allegro | FINE LINE | Shameless | Daddy is Home | Touch and Go | Red Mercedes | If Only You Were Mine | SOUR | The devil's spawn | Captain Bucheon | Shards of Us | Cri de Coeur | The End of the F**king World | obsession | Cry For Love | Trapped in his Maestoso | Forbidden Yet Attracted | You Ghost | Runaway | Nothing More | between the devil and the deep blue sea | roller coaster | Felon | Black and White | Saving Lives | Cataclysm | vulnerability | disjecta membra | february 14th | child of the chasm | Playing Favourites | Byun Baekhyun: The Film | monster | darling | team x | tempted | tempo | fixation | legacy | cobra & python | wrong step | errand girl | Kairos | your island | sugars | Dead Man's Manual | Bride of the Virtuous | Cheating Hearts | The Dark Side | Ephemeral | Fatal Devotion | Straight to Hell

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

Note: Thanks for joining the event. thanks to the ones enjoying my works and your reviews are always appreciated and feel free to interact with me.

Network: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity

Request from @anyamaris

Taglist: @mymoodwriting @justhere4kpop @vvshere @yeoobin

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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.]

Saving Lives pt. 1 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

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

Word Count: 1,238

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: Hello everyone! This is going to be a new series that we will be starting. It is highly influenced by the show Grey’s Anatomy. If some of you don’t understand some medical terms, don’t worry, I barely do and I am going to try my best to translate them and define them as best as possible. And I am going to try my best to be as accurate as possible. Hope you all like it.  ~admin L

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

Part 1: 

I walk into the club glorified. Our last day of fun before we all start our first day as interns tomorrow. We worked our way up from medical school and now, we’re finally going to start working in a real hospital, through the residency program. One must be an intern first, work their way up to become a resident, and then choose a specialty, which they have to master, to become a surgical attending. My friends and I got accepted to Seoul’s top medical learning hospital where we will begin our internship tomorrow. That’s why we’re here, at a club, to celebrate our last day of freedom before medicine takes over our whole lives.

We go into a booth while Chen gets us drinks. I’m not really sure if drinking is the best thing to do when we have to treat patients the next day but, hey, we worked our asses off to get where we are. We might as well have a little fun.

Chen comes back with so many shots that soon enough, everyone’s on the dance floor, dancing and grinding with each other or with random strangers. I didn’t drink as much as everyone else because I want to at least enjoy and remember my last day of freedom.

After dancing with my friends, I begin to get hot and decide to go to the bar to get a drink.

I sit on a stool waiting for the bartender to make his way towards me. After about 10 minutes of waiting, I see him approach me and as I’m about to order my drink, someone behind me speaks.

“Two gin on the rocks.”

The bartender soon leaves to make the drinks, leaving without taking my order I’ve been waiting so long for. I’m so pissed off right now that I turn around to see who stole my order to scream at them… only to see a handsome man making his way to sit on a stool next to me. He’s undeniably breathtaking but he did do me wrong so I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging that.

“Hey!”

He turns to look at me, with a smirk. Not so much a condescending smirk, more like he’s trying to stop himself from smiling too wide in an adorable way. 

“Hmm?” Gosh, why does he have to be so attractive? I’m not going to let this guy get to me. I regain my composure and try to remain confident.

“You stole my order.”

“No I didn’t,” he says simply, deep voice gravitating me.

“Yes, you did. I was just about to order when-”

“When I bought you a drink.”

I’m about to retort back when his words finally sunk in. I close my mouth not really knowing what to say. “Uh, thank you,” I say awkwardly, averting my eyes to my lap, too nervous to look at him as he chuckles.

“No problem.” I feel him stare at me, making me feel inferior for some reason. “What’s your name?” he asks, suddenly getting my attention.

I look up and let out a hand for him to shake. It’s the least I can do since he bought me a drink. “I’m Y/N.”

He takes my hand in his as expected but what I didn’t expect was for him to kiss the back of it, holding my gaze. I can feel a blush form on my cheeks. “I’m Baekhyun,” he says in a sultry tone.

I felt my face heating up as I removed my hand away from his grip, looking anywhere but him.

“What are you doing at a place like this?” asks Baekhyun, capturing my attention.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

He laughs a little too loudly, making me smile. Why? Why must he be so perfect? “I’m here because I’m bored. Your turn.”

I feel his intense stare boring into me, a smirk still plastered on his face.

Should I tell him the truth? I mean I don’t even know him. “I’m here for my friends birthday.” I technically wasn’t lying, we celebrated Chen’s birthday a few days ago.

“You don’t hit me as the type to be at clubs,” he says as he eyes me up and down, making me feel self-conscious.

I do the same, really taking a good look at him. He’s dressed well like he has a stable job and can afford to spoil himself. His brown hair lays flat on his head, almost covering his eyes, small and dark. He has a button nose and plump lips. For some reason, I seem to be captivated by his lips until the bartender sets the drinks down.

Baekhyun hands me one as I say a soft thank you. I take a sip of my drink as he begins speaking again, “So Y/N, what do you do?”

I don’t think it’s a good idea to tell him I’m going to be an intern at a hospital. Then he’ll judge me for clubbing the day before. So I lie, “I’m a teacher. What about you?”

“I work in medicine.” He probably works in pharmaceuticals. An actual doctor wouldn’t be at a club this late (but who am I to judge). “But I take care of dogs in my spare time.”

That got my attention. I love dogs and I love men that love dogs. “Oh really?” I say interested, my entire attention on him.

He explains his love for dogs and his hobbies and I soon find myself listening to stories about his childhood after 2 hours of talking.

“Wow, so you saved your teacher’s life?”

“Yeah. That’s why she gave me straight A’s for the rest of the year.”

I laugh wholeheartedly, letting myself go around him.

“But that’s enough about me. Tell me about you,” he says as I feel his hand land on my thigh. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t hoping he would make a move on me already. I played along, pretending not to notice.

“What do you want to know?”

“Umm, how about your likes and your dislikes?” His hand moves further up my thigh slowly.

“What you like in a person and what you don’t?” He continues, moving further up.

This time he leans into my ear as his hand inches upward, now hiking up my dress. “What makes you feel good and what doesn’t?” he whispers.

I gasp as he keeps his hand so high on my thigh. “You wanna get out of here?” he whispers in my ear.

He leans back a little, looking me in the eye, “unless you don’t want to.” He moves back, getting rid of his touch, giving me time to comprehend what’s happening.

“Y-yes,” I say softly, just enough for him to understand.

But that wasn’t enough. “What’s that baby girl? I can’t hear you. Tell me what you want.” He begins rubbing the inside of my thigh, giving me a chance to answer. I'm not sure what it was that gave me the confidence to speak, maybe it was the alcohol but I somehow managed to mutter the words lingering in my mind.

“I- uh, I want you to touch me.”

He smirks at my response, and it’s no longer that cute smirk, it’s a lingering smirk with something intriguing behind it.

He soon lets go of my thigh to grab my hand and drag me out of the club. Thank god I carpooled here, although I didn’t expect to go home with anyone, and yet here I am, in a car with someone I barely know, with so much sexual tension in the atmosphere.

What did I get myself into?

A/N: Well I hope you all like it so far. I’m going to probably update like every weekend, especially since school is starting soon. ~admin L

Saving Lives pt. 2 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

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

Word Count: 804

Warnings: smut, sex, swearing, you know the usual

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: Sorry this chapter is shorter than the other, and this chapter is basically just smut but hey, who doesn’t like smut … anyways I will probably post two more chapters this week before posting only on weekends because I start school on Tuesday and its my senior year, so I need to take it seriously. anyways look forward to new chapters every weekend, pacific time zone ~admin L

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

Part 2: 

We go back to my place because it’s closer. And that’s how we ended up half naked on my bed, clothes discarded on the way, with Baekhyun on top of me, kissing me passionately, straddling me.

“Mmm, Baekhyun,” I moan.

“Fuck, I love it when you say my name.” He slowly kisses down my neck, making sure to leave marks along the way, and briefly stops at my breasts. He reaches behind me and unclasps my bra, sliding the garment off of me before throwing it somewhere in the room. He leans in and gently licks my perking nipple before attaching his mouth to it, then fondling the unattended breast. I arch my back at the sensation. He looks up from my chest, “You like that baby?” “Yes,” I gasp. He does the same to the other breast, before moving down my stomach, to my most vulnerable place. He kisses my hip and down my thigh, making sure never to break eye contact. He slowly slides down my panties, causing a small whimper to escape my lips as I’m completely exposed to him. He kisses the inside of my thighs before spreading my legs, making his way up my core. His breath ghosts there for a while before he confidently licks up my folds. “Fuck,” I moan shamelessly. He then licks gently at my clit, looking up at my reaction. I arch my back in pleasure. He chuckles before attaching his mouth to my clit, sucking on it, causing me to moan louder than before. “Baekhyun, oh fuck-” He hums with satisfaction, causing vibrations to stimulate my clit. “Oh, God,” I whimper, gripping my sheets. “You like that baby girl? Hmm? You like it when I have my tongue on your delicious pussy?” “Y-yes, fuck. Please, do it again.” He chuckles, adding two fingers in me, causing me to scream in pleasure. He pumps his fingers at a steady pace while his tongue works on my clit. I run my hands through his hair, prompting him closer to my heat. I feel myself reaching the edge, breath becoming rigid and before I can reach my high, his fingers disappear and the sensation was gone. “Not yet baby girl.” He quickly moves to undo his pants while I reached in the bedside table for a condom. I turn back to find him naked, cock already hard with precum leaking. “Like what you see,” he chuckles. Instead of answering, I open the condom wrapper and wrap my hand around his member. He gasps at the contact, surprised by my bold actions. I smirk as he lets out obscene curses under his breath. I then slowly slip on the condom down his shaft and pump him a few more times. I slowly push him back so that he’s laying on his back while I get on top of him. I slowly begin to straddle his hips, eliciting moans from him. “Okay baby girl, you ready?” he asks, before lining himself up with my entrance. I nod, and then slowly lower myself on his shaft, moans escaping from both of us. We stay like this for a bit before I bring myself up, and settle back down, bouncing in a steady pace. He places his hands on my hips as he thrusts into me with more force at a faster pace. “Fuck, Baek,” I whimper. “Baby,” he coos. “You feel so good around my cock.” “God,” I lean my head back, exposing my neck. He leans in and begins sucking a bruise on my already abused neck. His thrusts start becoming messy, indicating his release is near. “Fuck baby girl, I’m close,” he says as he reaches between our bodies and starts rubbing my clit. “Oh shit, Baek!” “Come on, baby, cum for me,” he moans in my ear. After a few more thrusts, I begin to cum, pulling Baekhyun in for a kiss to quiet my moans. A few more thrusts and then Baekhyun is coming, moans being swallowed by my mouth as we ride out our highs. After a few seconds, he pulls out of me, gently lays me down on the bed before heading to the bathroom to throw away the condom. He comes back with a warm towel and begins cleaning me up, still out of breath. After he cleans himself up as well, he sets the towel aside, climbs back into bed, covers us both with a blanket before spooning me. He kisses the side of my head before mumbling a sleepy ‘Good Night.’ My eyelids slowly begin closing and next thing I know everything is black. That is until I hear my alarm ring, indicating it’s the next morning. I groan at the sound before abruptly opening my eyes, sitting up quick. My first day at the hospital …

A/N: I’m not sure when there will be another smut scene, just letting you all know. also thank you so much everyone who have been reading this series and anticipating it, shout out to that anon who sent me that amazing message ~admin L

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. 

Saving Lives pt. 7

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

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

Word Count: 2,153

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: 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

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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.

Saving Lives pt. 8

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

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

Word Count: 3,323

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’m so soooooooorry!! I know I said I would update soon especially because I had winter vacation but I had writers block and I got really distracted but I’m updating now and I don’t have writers block anymore, aye. I also have some great news and for those of you that actually read the Author’s Note, I got a full-tuition scholarship to my dream university! So now I don’t have to worry about college apps or acceptance letters, or finding a way to pay for tuition cause its all paid for. Well anyways back, to the story, ENJOY! (oh and btw I didn’t proof read because I wanted to get this on here ASAP so sorry if there are any mistakes, I’ll fix them when I can)

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

Part 8: We’re in the bar, sitting at a round table, our drinks in front us, talking about the dumbest things ever. “But I swear that patient was hitting on me,” says Chen confidently.

“No she wasn’t,” contradicts Chanyeol. “Her asking you for more morphine is not flirting.” Chanyeol and I burst into laughter as Chen turns red and tries to convince us even further. “What’s so funny?” We all turn around to the voice and came into contact with Baekhyun and Dr. Kim. “Dr. Byun, you made it,” said Chen awkwardly. “Please, call me Baekhyun outside of the hospital and I hope you don’t mind but I invited Minseok to join us.” “Who’s Minseok?” asks Chanyeol. “I’m Minseok,” says Dr. Kim. We’ve never heard anyone refer to him by his first name so hearing it for the first time was a little weird, probably even more so since we’ve had a bit to drink. “Since we’re outside of the hospital you can call me Minseok but if you dare call me that in front of my colleagues, I will make sure none of you see the inside of an O.R. again. Understood?” “Yes s-sir,” we all mutter. “Be easy on them Minseok,” says Baekhyun. “You’re only a couple of years older than them. Let’s sit.” Baekhyun and Minseok take a seat, Baekhyun making sure he takes the seat next to me. He looks at me innocently and smiles with all his teeth making me scoff, bringing my attention to the group. It’s awkward and quiet, no one is saying anything. I sip my drink hoping someone starts the conversation. Luckily, Chanyeol speaks first. “So, how’s everyone doing?” I suddenly feel a hand on my thigh and I know exactly who’s it is. “I’m doing much better,” says Baekhyun with a smirk. “I’d be better if I had a drink,” remarks Minseok. I stand up immediately, trying to remove myself from this awkward encounter and from Baekhyun. “I’ll go get them. We all need refills anyways.” “I’ll help her,” says Baekhyun. I inwardly curse at myself and turn towards the bar. “What are you doing Baekhyun?” I say as we walk towards the bar. “What? I’m just here having drinks with my date’s friends.” “I’m not your date.” “I was talking about Chanyeol.” I burst into a fit of laughter at the sudden joke. I see him smile at his own joke. His smile is not too bad. I wouldn’t mind seeing it all day. Maybe he’s not so bad. Maybe I should give him a chance. We get to the bar and wait for the bartender to attend us. “Deja vu,” Baekhyun turns to face me. “Shut up,” I roll my eyes, knowing he’s remembering about the first time we met at the bar of a club. “Hey Y/N,” says the bartender. “Hi, Jisoo,” I smile politely at him. “Can I get a round of 5?” “Anything for you,” he winks and then disappears to get my order. “Who the hell was that?” asks Baekhyun annoyingly. “The bartender? He serves us drinks,” I say as if it’s obvious. “Yeah, but how does he know you?” “We come here a lot.” Before Baekhyun can say anything else, Jisoo comes back with our drinks. “Here you go. Do you need help caring it to your table?” Before I can say anything, Baekhyun swoops over and grabs the tray of drinks from Jisoo’s hands. “No, I got it.” Baekhyun begins walking over to the table, leaving me behind. “Is he your boyfriend or something?” asks Jisoo. “No. It’s complicated,” I say embarrassed. “Oh so you like him?” he smirks. “What?! No!” I blurt out. He looks at me with questioning eyes that know I’m lying. “Okay fine, I do.” He chuckles, “He seems like a good guy. If he’s jealous, then that means he truly cares for you.” “Yeah, I know.” “Is he also a surgeon?” “Yeah.” “See, you two already have something in common. You should give him a chance.” “That’s the thing, Jisoo. He’s my boss.” He seems taken aback by this new information but nonetheless keeps his calm composure. “Ohhh, I get it. Well, I still think you should give him a chance. And he’s not so bad looking. He’s not as pretty as me but he’ll do.” All of a sudden, Jisoo’s eyes seemed to be intrigued by something behind me because his smile gets wider. “You should bring him over more often by the way. I like messing with him.” At that, I feel a hand on the small of my back. I turn to see Baekhyun eyeing Jisoo suspiciously. “The group’s wondering where you are. We should go.” “Fine,” I stand. “I’ll see you later, Y/N,” smirks Jisoo. I try to wave at him but is quickly pulled away towards the group by Baekhyun’s firm hand on my waist. As we’re walking towards the group, I try to remove Baekhyun’s hand off of me. “Baekhyun, let go. I don’t want the others to see us.” His hand tightens around my waist. “Well I do,” his voice much deeper now. “I want everyone to know you’re mine.” “I’m not yours. I’m my own person, now let go.” I try to remove his hand again but he won’t budge. His anger and possessiveness seem to be blurring his reason. I have to do something before people see us. I abruptly push him to the side out of the view of the group, catching him off guard. We’re now at a dark part of the bar near the dart board. “What the hel-” Before he can finish his sentence, I wrap my arms around his neck and drag his head lower to kiss him on the lips. He’s in complete shock at first, lips firm and still but then melts into the kiss, wrapping both of his arms around my waist. I break the kiss slowly before my lungs give out. I look at him as his eye flutter open. He’s blushing now, so I know the old playful Baekhyun is back. “Are you okay now?” I say quietly, our faces still in close proximity. He nods slowly, cheeks still tinted pink. “Good, now let’s go back to the group.” I get out of his embrace and grab his hand as I drag him towards the group. Once we get back into the vision line of the group, I let go of his hand, making me feel weirdly empty. When we return to the table, we encounter a giggly Chen, a confused Chanyeol and an irritated Minseok and they’re not even drunk yet. “Wait so if you’re from Canada, then why don’t you have an accent?” asks Chanyeol Minseok rolls his eyes and chugs his beer to avoid the stupid question. “So what’s going on?” I ask as if nothing happened. “Nothing, we’re just getting to know our resident supervisor,” says Chen, causing Minseok to pinch his nose in annoyance. “We were planning on playing darts once you came. You down?” “You know I suck at darts.” “That’s what makes it more fun,” laughs Chen. “Remember when you accidentally stabbed that scary guy with a dart but then he forgave you because you-” “Okay,” I interrupt Chanyeol before he can finish that embarrassing story. I look towards Baekhyun already looking at me with his brows raised wondering what the story is about. Before he can open his mouth to speak, I blurt out: “Let’s play darts.” “For money,” says Chen. “Baekhyun, Minseok, are you in?” “I’m down,” says Baekhyun. He looks at Minseok and he shakes his head no. “Fine, then you’ll be the ref.” “Should we have teams?” suggests Chen. “I call Y/N,” blurts out Chanyeol. “Why if she sucks?” asks Chen. Chanyeol seems a little taken aback by the question, especially with everyone staring at him. “I- uh, don’t want her to feel left out when no one picks her.” “Hey!” I accuse. “Are you saying no one wants to pair up with me?” “That’s exactly what he’s saying cause it’s true,” says Chen. “I want her on my team,” says Baekhyun nonchalantly. “I won’t mind teaching her and then splitting the money once we win.” “Oh you’re on pretty boy,” says Chen. He gets up and pulls Chanyeol to his feet. “Let’s go Chanyeol, we’re gonna win brain surgeon and his girlfriend here and strip them of their money.” I freeze at the name and Baekhyun must have noticed because he’s smirking at me. He holds out what I presume to be a friendly hand and I take it nonetheless as he takes me to the dart board where Chanyeol and Chen are practicing. “Okay so there’s going to be five rounds and at every round, each person gets two tries,” says Minseok. “At each round, everybody puts in five dollars and it’s winner takes all. I’ll be keeping track of the score.” “Got it,” says Chen. “We’ll go first.” Everyone stands to the side as Chen gets ready for his turn. He has two darts in his hand and is eyeing the dart board, mumbling some words to himself. We stand here watching him for quite some time now and I begin getting impatient. “Just hit it, Chen,” I say with a sigh. He looks at me with threatening eyes but nonetheless grabs a dart and throws it at the board then does the same with the other dart. He makes both darts a couple inches away from the bullseye causing him to curse under his breath. Next is Chanyeol and he basically gets the same score as Chen, receiving a smack in the head from his angry partner. Now it’s our turn. Baekhyun steps up first. He concentrates at the dart board, swings his hand back and throws the dart. He makes in centimeters away from the bullseye, closer than Chen and Chanyeol. He does the same with his other dart and makes it around the same place as his last dart. He turns towards me and motions me over. I walk towards him slowly, eyeing him suspiciously. He grabs my hand and places two darts in them. He then grabs my hips and positions then firmly against his body, my back against his chest. Caught off guard by his confidence, I don’t notice the confused murmurs from the others. He puts his arms over mine and begins giving me a walk through of how to throw the dart. “Okay look at the board,” he says against my ear, quiet enough only for me to hear. “Just focus on the bullseye. Then swing back loosely.” He grabs my wrist and swings my arm at the pace he wants. “Then let go when you feel ready.” I turn to face him, bad idea now that our faces are really close to proximity. I look him in the eyes and almost forgot my question until he hummed, waiting for me to say something. “Umm, how do I know when it’s the right to time to throw?” “You’ll just know,” he simply says. “Now let’s try it.” He repositions my hips, leaving tingles on the places where his hands have been. “I’m gonna help you with the swinging and  then you let go, okay?” I nod obediently and begin to swing my arm. I’m more nervous than I should be for a game of darts. Maybe it’s because of the money? Or maybe it’s because of how close Baekhyun is, his breath on my neck, giving me goose bumps with his arms around me. It could also be the suspicious looks and murmurs coming from the people looking at us. All of a sudden, my thoughts are interrupted by Baekhyun’s voice in my ear. “Throw when you’re ready.” I nod and take a deep breath. Okay, I can do this. After two swings I let go of the dart. I close my eyes as soon as I hear it hit the board, too scared to see the score and ruin the chances of Baekhyun and I winning. All of a sudden I hear screams of “What!?” and open my eyes to see that I hit the bullseye. I turn around slowly to see Chen screaming at Chanyeol and Chanyeol almost crying. I then turn to see Baekhyun’s head back, laughing at them and their failure. “How the hell did she get a bullseye?” yells Chen. He turns to me and then turns to Chanyeol. “I want to change partners.” He walks over and pushes me out of the way to face Baekhyun. “I want you as my partner. Hold me like you held Y/N.” We all burst into laughter at his desperateness and Baekhyun’s uncomfortable face. I go in between Baekhyun and Chen and place a hand on Chen’s chest. “Too bad Chen, he’s mine. Go back and apologize to Chanyeol.” He mumbles something under his breath and walks back to Chanyeol. I suddenly feel hands snake their way around my waist and a breath on my ear. “So I’m yours, huh?” I soon realize what I had said and feel the blush creep onto my face. “N-no. I mean as in dart partners. Don’t go assuming things.” He chuckles in my ear. “Whatever you say, babe.” I shove him off of me so that we won’t get any suspicious looks. “Okay let’s just continue the game,” I say. We continue on with the game and Chen and Chanyeol soon catch up, causing each of them to send a devious smirk. It’s the last round and everyone has gone besides me. We’re three points down and it’s up to me to win. I have two tries, it shouldn’t be that hard. I stand in front of the board, getting ready to throw. I aim and just as I throw the first dart, Chen screams in my ear causing the throw to come out chaotic and miss the board completely. “What the hell Chen!! That’s cheating!” I yell. I turn to Minseok, “ref, I request their disqualification.” “What?” yells back Chen. “That wasn’t against the rules. They said I can’t touch you while you were playing but they never said I couldn’t yell.” “He’s right, sorry,” said Minseok. “Fine.” I go back to my spot and try to concentrate, but then I get an idea. I turn to Baekhyun, lean into his ear, and whisper. Chen and Chanyeol look alarmed at first trying to hear what I’m saying. I soon back away as Baekhyun nods. He walks behind Chen and covers his mouth, embracing Chen’s flailing arms with his free one. Chen is squirming but can’t break out of Baek’s embrace. “That’s cheating,” exclaims a frightened Chanyeol. “No, it’s not,” I smirk. “He’s not the one playing so Baekhyun’s allowed to touch him. And wasn’t it Chen that said he wanted Baek to hold him.” Minseok and I begin laughing while I bring my attention back to the board. “I trust that you won’t try anything Chanyeol,” I say without looking away from the board. I position myself to throw the final dart. I breathe in and out. Okay, I can do this. Just throw. And with that, I let go of the dart to see it hit the bullseye directly. I scream in victory and run towards Baekhyun. He coming towards me as well and I jump in his arms and kiss him straight on the lips. He’s surprised at first, eyes wide and lips firm but he then relaxes and leans into the kiss, his arms wrapping around me further. “What’s going on?” says Chanyeol shockingly and I soon realize how wrong Baekhyun and I must look right now. I lean away from his face and he puts me down, his arms still around me. I try to get out of his embrace but he won’t budge. Chanyeol repeats the question more persistently than before. Before I can make up an excuse, Baekhyun speaks. “Y/N and I are dating.” Chanyeol’s mouth opens in shock and he looks around to see Chen and Minseok calm. “How are you two calm about this?” “I kind of already knew,” says Chen. “Me too,” says Minseok. “What?! How?!” “Y/N’s my best friend. She tells me everything,” says Chen. “Baekhyun confided in me with this information,” says Minseok. Baekhyun coughs as if offended by something. Minseok rolls his eyes and speaks again. “I guess we’re like best friends too.” “What?” says Chanyeol out of breath. He seems to be taking the news really badly. “I- uh, I need to use the restroom.” With that he storms to the restroom, leaving us in awe. “I’ll go check up on him,” says Chen. Chen walks over to where Chanyeol headed. I untangle myself from Baekhyun’s embrace and make my way to where Minseok is at. I pull out a chair and slump down as I put my head in my hands and let out a huge sigh. This could not have gone any worse. As I think about how to fake my own death, I hear the chair next to scrape against the floor and feel an arm around me. “Are you okay?” asks Baekhyun softly. I lift my head up and look at him aggravatingly. “Am I okay? What do you think Baekhyun!? I told you this was going to happen! You should have never said anything,” I yell at him. “Then when?!” he yells back. “What?” “When will we tell people about us? I don’t want to keep this a secret forever! It was going to happen sooner or later and I chose sooner.” “This isn’t only about you, Baekhyun! This is my relationship too! You should also have my consent when you want to tell people about us.” “YOU-” “SHUT UP!” interrupts Minseok. We both look at him quietly and it seems like he’s blowing steam. “Shut. Up. Stop fighting. I’m too drunk and tired for this,” he says. We blink at him, too scared to say anything. He notices he has our attention so he continues. “Baekhyun, you should have consulted with Y/N first before blabbing about your relationship. Y/N you can’t keep it to yourselves forever. You have to consider Baekhyun’s feelings too. Now that it’s settled. Shut up and make up.” We’re both still in frozen shock, staring back at Minseok. He seems to notice and rolls his eye before barking “NOW!” We both jump and turn towards each other. “I’m sorry,” I mumble. “I’m sorry too,” Baekhyun says back. “Can we please just keep this relationship between people that we really trust?” I say. Baekhyun gives me a disappointed look before I add, “at least until we become more serious.” He then smiles and nods his head fast, like a puppy. I laugh and lean in to give him a kiss. He smirks into the kiss before a cough interrupts us. We back away to see Chen looking down at us. “Umm, Y/N can I talk to you?” “Yeah,” I mutter. I untangle myself from Baekhyun’s embrace and get up to follow Chen to a more secluded part of the bar. “What’s up? Where’s Chanyeol?” I ask worriedly. “He left.” “He left?!” “Yeah.” “Why?” “Because he likes you.” “Wh-what?” “That’s why he took the news rather oddly. He told me that he liked you since the first day at the hospital. He couldn’t stand to see you and Baekhyun together so he left.” “Crap. Do you think he’s going to tell people?” I ask. Chen’s brows furrow. “Are you kidding me? That’s not what’s important right now. What you really have to worry about is how Chanyeol’s feeling and how you're going to make it up to him.” “You’re right. I’m being selfish right now.” Chen places a comforting hand on my shoulder and sighs. “It’s fine. I’m sure he’ll forgive you and everything will go back to normal.” “I sure hope so.”

A/N: Well, tell me what you think. Send me messages, I love when you all send me stuff. 

Saving Lives pt. 9 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

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

Word Count: 4,895

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: 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.

Tease (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: one shot, angst, fluff and a little bit of smut

Word Count: 3,298

Request: for @shesdreaminginoverdose :  Hi author-nim can I request 33 with Baekhyun fluff and a bit smut (*´艸`*) 

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: Hey everyone, this is my first one shot from the prompt list I posted a couple days ago. I will try to post the other requests soon (btw I didn’t proofread so sorry if there are any mistakes). Enjoy!

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

You run into school late, your hair everywhere and your breathing rigid. It’s your first time being late, your alarm clock not ringing for some reason.

Thankfully, you get to class before the teacher arrived. You walk into the chaotic classroom full of rowdy students talking, laughing, and throwing things around. You walk to your seat in the front of the classroom, planning on just studying when suddenly a body steps in front of you.

“Hey Y/N,” smirks Baekhyun.

You roll your eyes, not wanting to deal with him so early in the morning. “Move Baekhyun.”

“Aww, not feeling well babe?” He tilts his head to the side, stepping closer to you, so close that you feel his breath on your cheek. “Maybe because your alarm clock didn’t work?” He smirks.

You’re eyes widen. How did he know?

He notices your shock and steps back to laugh.

“How did-”

“How did I know?” He interrupts. “Because it was me, babe.”

Your fists clench in anger. “How did you get in my room? Did you climb through the window or something?”

“Nope. Your mom just let me in. I told her I had something to give you and she let me go in your room when you were at the library.”

You forgot to mention that Baekhyun happens to be your next door neighbor.

You close your eyes and inhale deeply trying to compose yourself. When you open your eyes, Baekhyun was close to you again. You gasp at his proximity, his mouth now by your ear.

“I might have taken something of yours during my visit to your room.”

He leans back to witness your expression. He really gets off of annoying you. You’re his favorite toy, he loves seeing what you can do if he pushes the right buttons.

“What did you take?” you ask through gritted teeth. You’re not giving him the satisfaction of giving in and blowing up. If you keep your composure, maybe he’ll eventually get bored of you and bother someone else.

What did you even do to deserve his ridicule? It all started when you moved in next door to him in the middle of the school year. Your mom got promoted which required for the move. You were depressed for a bit because you missed your friends so your mom decided to introduce you to your next door neighbor. Maybe if you met someone your age, you wouldn’t be so lonely anymore.

Oh god, was she wrong.

When you came over to Baekhyun’s house for the first time for dinner, you weren’t sure what to expect. You were planning on just being on your phone the whole time.

Baekhyun seemed like a nice boy at the time. He bowed to you politely and had a sweet smile on his face. You almost fell for it too until you were alone with him in his room after dinner.

“So do you like it here so far?” He asks from his computer chair by his desk.

“Yeah it’s okay,” you mumble from his bed.

“How were your friends from before?”

A smile formed on your face from the thought of them that you didn’t notice when Baekhyun came to sit next to you on the bed. “They were great. I miss them.”

You turn to him and smile, not thinking much of him next to you.

“What were they like?”

“I didn’t have many. I just had three really close ones. But that’s enough for me. They were all really caring and sweet and funny. Especially Chanyeol.”

“Did you like Chanyeol? Like more than a friend?” He presses.

A blush began to creep onto your cheeks. “Yeah. But nothing ever happened.”

“What would you have wanted to happen?”

You turn to him confused. “What do you mean?”

“Did you want him to ask you out?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you want him to kiss you?”

Your face reddens. “Yes.”

“Did you want him to fuck you?”

You’re eyes widen at his bluntness. You scoot away from him slowly, uncomfortable by the certain question.

“What’s wrong?” he asks innocently. His cute smile soon turned into a condescending smirk. “Did you not want him to?”

“That’s none of your business,” you say firmly. Who the hell was he to ask you these questions?

He scooted closer to you all while keeping eye contact.

“Did you ever think about him while you touched yourself?” He placed a hand on your thigh and caressed it lightly.

You stand up and walk across the room, far away from him. “What the hell is your problem?” you say with anger.

He puts his hands up in surrender. “I get it. You don’t want it. I respect your decision. But it was worth a try.”

You roll your eyes. At least he understands consent.

“But,” he smirks, “I’m still not going anywhere.”

“What?” you scrunch your eyebrows in confusion.

“If you don’t wanna fuck, that’s cool. But you’re fun to bother. I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.”

“Fuck off.”

“Don’t worry babe. I won’t touch you unless you want me to,” he winks.

“I’m leaving,” you say abruptly.

“Aww, why so soon? We were just getting to know each other,” he pouts. If it wasn’t for his shitty personality you would’ve thought he was cute.

You text your mom to tell her you want to leave but she texts you back with a no. You groan and roll your eyes.

“What? Mommy won’t let you leave? Guess you’re stuck with me,” he smirks.

You look around and spot his window. “No, I’m not.”

“What?” he asks confused.

You walk over to his window and look down for a way out. Luckily, there’s a pipe with grips that can be substituted for steps, making it easier for you to escape.

You begin to step out of the window and step on one of the pipe’s grips.

Baekhyun rushes toward you quickly, grabbing your arms. “Oh my god, what are you doing!? You could fall!”

“It almost sounds like you’re worried,” you smirk.

He doesn’t seem amused at all, fear still on his face. “Of course I’m worried! Get back in here before you get hurt.”

He tries to pull you up but it’s too late, you’re climbing down his window with ease.

Once you reach the ground, you look back up at a relieved Baekhyun. Awww maybe he does have a heart.

You shoot him a wink before heading toward your house.

That was the beginning of his shenanigans.

“Okay class, take your seats,” says your teacher.

“Meet me at my house after school,” Baekhyun says, leaving before you can say anything.

You take your seat and endure the rest of the day.

It’s finally after school and you go to your locker to grab the things needed for homework.

“Hey babe,” says a voice behind your locker. You close it to see a smiling Baekhyun.

“What do you want?” you ask exasperatedly.

“I thought you were going to meet me at home today? You know, to retrieve the panties I took from your room.”

“What?!” you yell, finally exploding. It’s been a long day. “You took what?” you say through gritted teeth while rubbing your temples.

His smile gets bigger as he finally hit a nerve. “Whoops, I accidentally let that slip. It was a surprise.”

You calm your erratic breathing before speaking. “I can’t come straight after school. I have tutoring.”

“Oh, I didn’t know you were stupid enough to need tutoring?”

“I’m the tutor you dumbass.”

You begin walking away to the library to meet with the person you’re tutoring.

Every day, Monday thru Thursday, you tutor Sehun on math in the library. You were asked by your teacher if you could tutor Sehun for extra credit. You were hesitant at first but you never turn down extra credit so you agreed. You expected Sehun to be rude and annoying because he probably didn’t take the class seriously but in reality, he genuinely needed help. He wanted to do his best which is why he was the one who requested for a tutor. That made your job easier which is why you didn’t mind tutoring him.

You enter the library and see Sehun already there, waiting for you. He waves at you and you wave back as you made your way to the seat in front of him.

You didn’t notice Baekhyun had been following you until he pulled up the seat next to you.

You turned to him in confusion. “What are you doing?”

“I’m here for tutoring,” he smiles.

“No, I’m only tutoring Sehun. If you need help then we can schedule a tutoring date some other time.”

“No, it’s fine Y/N,” Sehun says, placing a hand over yours. “You can tutor us both.”

You look down at the hand touching yours and immediately blush. “Uh okay.”

Baekhyun stares at your hands touching and a scowl becomes visible on his face.

“So, let’s get started then,” says Baekhyun loudly, startling you into pulling your hand back.

“Yeah okay,” you mumble.

It started out fine, no interruptions except for the reasonable questions for clarification. It wasn’t until you assigned the problems for them to solve that things got out of hand.

Sehun and Baekhyun were attempting to solve a series of problems you assigned while you did your own homework.

“Y/N? Can you help me with this one? I’m stuck,” says Sehun.

You smile up at him as you make your way around to his side of the table. You crouch down next to him as you look at the problem.

“I can’t seem to get the answer I need to continue,” explains Sehun.

You nod in understanding and look over the problem. Little did you know that Baekhyun was staring angrily at the attention you were giving Sehun. He doesn’t know why he’s feeling this way. He doesn’t think he feels anything for you except for the fact that he likes bothering you. He likes when you give him attention and now that you’re giving it to someone else, he doesn’t like it.

“You forgot to transfer the negative in this step,” you say as you point out the mistake.

Sehun turns to you and smiles. “Thanks, Y/N. I get it now.”

“No problem,” you say as you ruffle Sehun’s hair.

You return to your seat and begin working on your homework again when Baekhyun taps your shoulder. You roll your eyes before turning to him with an annoyed look.

“What?” you snark.

“I just needed help with number six,” he says simply.

You blink confusedly. “Oh, sorry.”

You look over his shoulder and see that he’s stopped midway on the problem.

You turn to look at him, “Do you not get it from here?”

He shakes his head.

You nod and begin explaining the process. As you’re explaining to him the steps to continue, you feel his hand rest on your thigh, causing you to stutter.

You look at him and he gives you an innocent look. You stop explaining the problem and get up to sit next Sehun.

“Do you need any more help?” you ask Sehun sweetly.

“No, I think I’m done. Can you check my answers?”

“Yeah,” you say as you grab his worksheets and begin to correct them.

“You only got these two wrong,” you say, handing him back his hand out. You check the time and see that the two hours are up and it’s time to end the tutoring session.

“Okay Sehun, so these problems should help you with completing the homework but if you need help, you have my number so feel free to call me for anything.”

“Yeah, for sure. Thanks for everything,” he says as he pulls you in for a hug. You hug for a couple seconds before an awkward cough from Baekhyun interrupts the intimate moment.

“Oh, do you need a ride home?” asks Sehun. “Your house is along the way anyways.”

Baekhyun stands quickly and puts an arm around you. “No,” he says a little too quickly. He coughs awkwardly before continuing. “Actually, I was going to take her home. We’re neighbors anyway.”

Sehun looks at both of you awkwardly before nodding and walking away.

You turn to Baekhyun. “I’m not going home with you.”

“Yes, you are cause you still need to come to my house.”

You walk past him, out of the library and down the hall to the entrance of the school. You can hear his footsteps follow you but you don’t turn back. Once you walk out the front door, you stop and sigh as you notice how dark it has gotten.

“Just let me give you a ride,” persuades Baekhyun. “It’s dangerous out at this time. It’s only for a few minutes.”

You sigh before nodding. He places a hand at the small of your back, leading you to his car. You try not to think much of it until you feel his hand slowly slide down toward your butt. You shoot him a warning look before he rolls his eyes and places his hand back up on your back. Once you reach his car, he lets go of you and opens the door for you. You slide into the car and smirk.

“Wow, maybe you do have manners,” you tease.

He smiles back, “you know it, babe.”

He closes the door and slides into the driver’s seat.

The ride home wasn’t as awkward as you thought it would be. It was quiet but a comfortable quiet with the stereo quietly playing in the background as Baekhyun hums along to the song. He has a lovely voice but you’ll never bring yourself to admit that aloud.

Once parked outside of his house, he goes around and opens the door for you. You thank him quietly as he grabs your hand leading you in his house. Before you can object, Baekhyun’s mom has already seen you.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” she asks happily.

“She’s here to help me with some homework,” Baekhyun adds before you can speak.

“Oh, well that’s very nice of you. Don’t let me get in the way,” she dismisses herself.

Once she’s out of sight, Baekhyun grabs a hold of your hand again and leads you to his room.

It’s deja vu. You sit on his bed waiting for him as he closes the door. He comes toward you to sit on the bed but you stop him before he can.

“Nope. You sit over there,” you say pointing at his desk chair. He groans before dragging himself there, like a little kid who got grounded.

He turns to face you, smirk once again plastered on his face. Gosh, how you wish you could slap that smirk off his face.

“So,” you begin. “Where’s my underwear?”

“Oh, you mean these.” He takes out a pair of black underwear from his pants pocket.

Your eyes widen. “You had them on you the entire time?!”

“Yep, and I thought of you wearing them the entire day,” he smiles cutely.

You rub your temples again, trying to regain your composure. You take a deep breath before speaking again. “Can I have them back, please?”

“No.”

You clench your fists, your breath becoming rigid. “Why not?” you ask through gritted teeth.

“Not until you answer some of my questions.”

“That wasn’t part of the deal. All I had to do was come here and get them.”

“I didn’t say that’s all you had to do.”

You take a breather before speaking. “Fine. What do you want to know?”

“Hmm, let’s start easy,” he taps his chin jokingly.

“Can you please hurry, Baek? I still have a lot of homework to finish.”

“Oh, I like the nickname. It’s cute.”

Your patience is running out. You’re usually tolerable of others but Baekhyun is another case. You’re not having any of his games anymore.

“Bite me,” you say as you stand up to retrieve your things.

“If you insist,” he says cockily.

Dumbfounded by his response, you didn’t comprehend when he came toward you and slammed his mouth against yours. It took you a while to comprehend what was happening until he tried slipping his tongue in your mouth. You almost moaned and gave in but stopped yourself and pushed him back.

“What the hell, asshole?” you wipe your mouth dramatically.

“What? You said to bite you, so I did.”

“Shut up,” you say as you take a seat on his bed again. “Okay let’s get this over with. What questions do you have?”

“How does Sehun know where you live?” he wastes no time complying.

“What?” you asked confused.

“He said your house is on the way to his when he offered to give you a ride. How does he know where you live?”

“Umm, whenever he needs extra help, he comes to my house to study,” you answered hesitantly.

“So I haven’t been the only guy in your room?”

“No.”

“Have you fucked him?” he asks angrily.

“Baekhyun,” you warn.

“Answer the question or no panties.”

“No, we haven’t fucked. Are you happy?”

“Yes,” he blurts out before covering his mouth.

You eye him suspiciously, suddenly everything is hitting you. His constant teasing, his want for attention, him asking questions about Sehun. He’s jealous because he likes you.

You begin to smirk as you make your way toward him. He eyes you hesitantly, not knowing what’s going on. You decide that it’s your turn to tease him.

You suddenly sit on his lap, placing one arm around his neck and the other caressing his cheek.

His eyes are wide at your sudden confidence. His body stiff, not knowing what to do.

“Does little Baekhyun have a crush on me?” you begin to say as you caress his cheek.

“N-no,” he turns his head to the side to avoid eye contact.

You forcefully bring his face back to face you, looking at you submissively.

“Tell me the truth,” you say sternly.

His gaze falters as he speaks. “Okay, fine. I do.”

“You what? Say it.”

“I like you. I have since you got here.”

“Aww. So you do have a heart,” you chuckle.

He rolls his eyes but remains stiff.

“Are you jealous of Sehun?”

“Yes,” he says avoiding eye contact.

“Do you want me to touch you?” you ask seductively.

He breathes rigidly before answering, “y-yes.”

Your hand goes from his cheek to down his chest and torso to his growing bulge. This is easier than you thought. You touch his bulge gently and his hips automatically thrust forward. You chuckle at his desperateness.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” you tease.

“Please, Y/N. Please touch me.”

“Of course.” You slowly begin to massage him through his pants, eliciting moans from him. You eventually move your hand faster and harder, making him groan into your neck, his hands grasping the arm rests. Soon you feel him twitch through his pants. Once you think he’s about to cum you reach into his pocket and snatch your panties. You get up from his lap and gather your things.

He looks up in discontentment, wondering why you stopped when he sees you packing your panties in your backpack. He’s in complete and utter shock of what just happened. You lead him on just to retrieve your underwear.

“See you tomorrow,” you wink at him before exiting his room.

He sits there, still not believing what just happened. He can’t believe you played him like that. You got him to admit that he liked you, you made him hard, and you made him beg for your touch. All while managing to leave him sexually frustrated with a hard on that will be hard to relieve.

He underestimated you and you left him feeling humiliated. He looks across his window and sees you doing your homework as if nothing had happened.

Boy, is he whipped.

~

A/N: Thank you requesting and please give me feedback. 

condoms??

a lot of people ask me why I write smut with condoms. like why do I write a scene with the guy putting on the condom when a lot of fics don’t.

I just want to promote safe sex and remind y'all that it’s never too late to put on a condom. like no matter what situation you’re in, never forget about protection. it won’t ruin the mood and if it does then you shouldn’t be having sex with someone who doesn’t want to protect themselves and you. remember safe sex everyone 👍🏽❤️

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.

Saving Lives update

Hi everyone! I know you all have been waiting patiently for an update on the Saving Lives series. But I finally finished my first year of college and I’m on summer break. I have all the time in the world now and I’m ready to continue the series. I am currently writing a chapter and I’m almost finished and it will most likely be up either tonight or tomorrow so be sure to look out for it. Thank you all so much for being patient and thanks a lot for all the amazing compliments on the series, they always bring a smile to my face. 

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 

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’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.

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.

Tease pt. 4 (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: angst, fluff, smut for sure

Warnings: foreplay, eating out, blowjob, exhibitionism if you squint, public sex basically, I’m not good at describing smut just know it’s graphic

Word Count: 7,004

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 want to start out by apologizing for taking super long to update. I’m going to be honest, so many things came up during my college experience, whether it was the crazy amount of school work or just personal issues, that hindered my ability to continue writing and update. But I promise I will try to be more consistent. I have found a new source of inspiration to write and am hoping it remains with me for a while. I am now in my last year of college and I believe I started this account about to enter my first year of college so it’s been a long journey. And thank you to those who have been with me throughout all of it. I appreciate every single one of you and I hope this extra long chapter makes up for some of my absence. Anyway, please enjoy and thank you once again for understanding me and supporting me. ~admin L

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

Part 4:

Baekhyun is laying in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing a mile a minute. He wasn’t sure of anything anymore. This back and forth thing you both have going on is starting to become confusing for him. He’s second guessing all your intentions that he’s not sure what’s real and what’s not. Regardless, he gets up and prepares for another day at school.

Well in this case, he wasn’t prepared. He walks into the classroom and tries his best to walk to his desk without acknowledging you. It’s too early for this ambiguity to mess with his head again. Once he sits down, the teacher comes in and everyone quiets down.

“Okay everyone make sure you take everything with you, the buses are outside already,” says Ms. Kim.

Wait, hold up, thought Baekhyun. What buses?

“Also, you have to stick with your partners at all times. This will help you all with your upcoming projects.”

That’s right! There was field trip today to the theater to go see Hamlet live. He completely forgot about the field trip and didn’t come prepared at all.

The class begins getting up and walking out of the classroom. Baekhyun gets up quickly and follows the class. He knows he has to be with you throughout this entire trip but he’s scared of what might happen with you at his side the whole time. He rushes toward the school bus to be one of the first people in. He strategically decides to sit in one of the middle rows.

He sits on the window seat waiting for you to come into the bus. Once he sees you come in, he turns away and looks out the window. You walk over to him and sit next to him in silence. The tension is thick so you decide to say something.

“Umm so-“ you begin.

Baekhyun turns to you quickly. “Don’t even think about it?”

“What are you talking about?” you ask confused as hell.

“Don’t try any of your weird mind games and try to flirt with me to get me all flustered,” he says seriously but quietly. “I sat in the middle on purpose so I can have potential witnesses around us to make sure you don’t do anything.”

“Okay,” you say slowly, looking at a paranoid Baekhyun.

“Okay?” he asks confused.

“Okay. I won’t do anything.”

He stares at you suspiciously before speaking again. “Okay. Good. Well I’m going to take a nap. Don’t you dare do anything to me while I’m asleep.”

“First of all, that’s sexual assault Baekhyun so I wouldn’t dare touch you without your consent. And second of all, do what you want. You don’t have to tell me all of this.” With that you put your earphones on and look forward, breaking eye contact with Baekhyun.

He looks at you suspiciously for a little longer before closing his eyes to fall asleep. The theater was an hour away so that gave him a good amount of time to nap. He has drifted to sleep when he suddenly hears students shuffling and footsteps moving. He slightly opens his eyes to see you face-to-face with him, eyes closed, clearly sleeping with your earbuds still in. He stares at your sleeping features: your eyelashes gently resting on the apples of your cheeks, your soft, calm expression, your hair slightly covering part of your face, your plump, supple lips. You look so beautiful when you sleep that he was distracted examining your features when a student passing by said, “Baekhyun, let’s go.”

He looks around and sees the last batch of students exiting the bus. He gently shakes your shoulder to wake you. You open your eyes slowly to see an angelic Baekhyun in front of your face, light illuminating from the window behind him like some holy figure.

You blink a couple of times before you see his lips move, mouthing some words. You take off your earphones. “Sorry I couldn’t hear you, what did you say?”

“It’s time to go,” he says calmly, trying not to alarm you in your sleepy state. “Everyone is off the bus already.”

You look around and see no one on the bus. You grab your stuff, get up quickly, and walk down the bus. You thank the bus driver as you exit and see that the class is not so far ahead so you slow down your strides. Baekhyun catches up to you in silence. You take this time to stretch your sleepy limbs in attempt to wake your body up to give your full attention to this play.

“Thanks for waking me up,” you begin. “I guess I also needed to nap as well.”

“I mean you were in my way, so I had to wake you up,” Baekhyun says.

“Yeah, but knowing you, you could have managed to leave me there by jumping over the seat in front of you or something.”

“That does sound like something I would do,” chuckles Baekhyun.

You laugh as well as you both approach the people in your class. You’re all waiting to get into the theater, mingling and chatting as the teacher gets things settled with the staff.

“You know you snore when you sleep,” teases Baekhyun.

“Shut up,” you jokingly retort. “How would you know? You were asleep too.”

You and Baekhyun are both messing around when suddenly Chen from your class approaches you.

“Hey Y/N,” says Chen smiling.

“Hey Chen, what’s up?” you say.

“I wanted to know if you wanted to sit next to each other during the play,” Chen says rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “You always have good things to say in class, maybe we can bounce ideas off each other.”

“Oh, sur-“

“Aren’t we supposed to stick with our partners?” interrupts Baekhyun.

Chen looks at Baekhyun, acknowledging his presence for the first time since he approached you both. “Right,” said Chen with gritted teeth. He turns back to you, “So how about we all sit together? Me, you, Baekhyun, and Kyungsoo.”

Before you can say anything, Baekhyun answers. “We’ll see how things are inside.”

Before Chen can retort, Kyungsoo calls after him as the class begins entering the theater. He walks away in a huff leaving a smiling Baekhyun.

“You’re annoying, you know that?” you say to Baekhyun as you start moving forward into the theater.

“Or so I have been told,” says Baekhyun humorously.

You all enter the lobby of the theater and gather around your teacher. “Okay class, remember to be on your best behavior. You’re all representing the school in there and we don’t want them thinking you’re all a bunch of troublemakers,” says Ms. Kim, looking at Baekhyun when she said troublemakers.

Baekhyun scoffs in disbelief and turns to you as he points at himself in shock, questioning if she was talking about him. You giggle and nod. He rolls his eyes as Ms. Kim continues. “Now line up and get your tickets. Remember to sit with your partners inside.”

You and Baekhyun get in line to get tickets from Ms. Kim. After a few minutes, you both reach the front of the line, Baekhyun receiving his ticket first from Ms. Kim. She holds the ticket away from him before saying, “On your best behavior Baekhyun, got it?” Baekhyun rolls his eyes and nods as he receives his ticket from a hesitant Ms. Kim.

“I trust that you will keep him in check Y/N,” says Ms. Kim as she hands you your ticket with ease.

“Of course, Ms. Kim. I’ll make sure he stays put and quiet,” you say reassuringly, chuckling as Baekhyun groans from the side.

You both walk toward the entrance of Theater 1 before you turn to Baekhyun. “I’m going to stop by the restroom real quick. Save me a seat yeah?”

He nods as you walk in the opposite direction and he enters Theater 1.

After a few minutes, you’re on your way back to Theater 1. As you walk across the lobby, you look into the open doors and realize that your class are the only ones attending this play, no one from the public in attendance. Well it makes sense, who else would watch a Shakespeare play on a Tuesday afternoon. You hand the theater attendant your ticket stub at the entrance of Theater 1. As you enter the theater, you notice that the majority of your class is sitting at the front of the theater, close to the stage in the center section. As you walk down the isle you feel an arm reach for you and yank you into one of the back rows. You gasp as you turn to the left to see Baekhyun grabbing your hand. He finally takes a seat, looking at you still standing with your backpack on. He lightly tugs at the hem of your skirt. “Sit down, the play is about to start,” he says.

“But the rest of the class is up there,” you say pointing at the class gathered at the front of the theater. “And we told Chen we would sit next to him.”

“Well technically we didn’t agree to anything,” starts Baekhyun. “And it’s too crowded up there, someone probably took the seats next him anyway. Plus I want to take a nap and I know you like peace and quiet when you’re taking notes so it’s best that we stay secluded from the class in case they make noise.”

You roll your eyes, “You are the noise Baekhyun.”

He rolls his eyes, “Whatever, just sit down. It doesn’t matter where you sit and the play is about to start.”

Just as you were about to retort, the theater lights started flashing, indicating for everyone to take their seats. You groan as you sit down next to Baekhyun, setting your stuff down next to you as you take out a notebook and pen to take notes. You look up and notice Chen looking around the theater, presumably for you, as the lights start to dim, declaring the start of the play. You assume Chen couldn’t see you since it was extra dark on your side of the theater.

You suddenly felt something heavy on your shoulder, turning to the left to see Baekhyun’s head leaning on you, snuggling into the crook of your neck.

“What are you doing?” you ask Baekhyun.

“I’m getting comfortable,” he says nonchalantly as his eyes begin to close.

You stare at the top of his head for a few seconds, considering what to do. You weren’t sure how you felt about the close proximity but then again there’s no harm in letting him sleep on you. You turn back to the stage and begin watching the play.

The play started out slow, eventually leading to the drama. The play finally got interesting as the actors began fighting and yelling, getting really into their characters. You were on your forth page of notes when you feel Baekhyun lift his head up slowly with squinted eyes as he turned to look at the stage and then at you.

“How much longer do we have?” says Baekhyun in a groggy voice, his voice deeper than usual from waking up from his nap. You would be lying if you didn’t think it was hot.

“We just past the half way mark,” you say taking in his sleepy form in the dim light coming only from the stage. His hair is a little messy, his eyes are squinted, he has a relaxed expression plastered on his face. He looks kind of cute that you just want to ruffle his hair.

He notices that you’re staring at him and coughs awkwardly, making you blink a few times. “What?” says Baekhyun. “Is there something on my face? Do I have drool on me?” His eyes widen as he profusely begins to wipe the side of his mouth.

You chuckle as he you grab his hand to make him stop his actions. “No, you’re hair is just a little messy from the nap.”

You reach over and begin to caress his hair gently, trying to calm down the stray, out of place hairs. Baekhyun stares at you as you softly smile, lightly touching his hair. He loves when people play with his hair that he has to stop himself from letting his eyes close in pleasure. Butterflies begin to form in his stomach that he grabs your hand from his head and puts it down slowly. You stare at him confused as he avoids eye contact with you.

“It’s okay,” begins Baekhyun. “You don’t have to fix my hair.”

You stare at him a little more, wondering why he won’t look you in the eye. “Baekhyun?”

He finally looks up, making eye contact with you. “Yeah?”

“You’re still grabbing my hand,” you say as you look down at your hands on the arm rest.

He immediately lets go and looks forward at the play.

Baekhyun needs to calm down, he thinks to himself. His heart is racing at the intimate moment that he had to stop you before he let himself fall even further. He knows you don’t like him the way he likes you, but why do you keep making it seem like there’s a chance when no one is around. It’s like all there ever will be with you is sex, and he wants more. But you’re not at that place yet. So all he can do is play along, and act like the annoying kid next door to keep being next to you, even if that means never being anything more than friends (with benefits), if you can even call yourself friends.

So Baekhyun decides to put on the act again. He turns to you as you’re taking notes and snuggles into your neck. “I’m bored,” he whines.

You roll your eyes, knowing this was bound to happen sooner or later. “What do you want me to do about it?”

Baekhyun looks down at your exposed thigh from your risen skirt and places a gentle hand there. “I want to play with you,” he says in the crook of your neck, causing shivers to go down your spine.

You grab his hand and place it on his own thigh. “Play with yourself.”

Baekhyun chuckles as he backs away from your neck. “If you insist,” he says as he begins to undo his belt.

Your eyes widen as you instinctively reach over and place your hand on top of his, trying to stop his actions. You notice that your hand is really close to somewhere you shouldn’t be and you remove your hand in embarrassment, blushing at the scene. “Are you fucking kidding me Baekhyun?”

Baekhyun chuckles as he sees you blush. You immediately go through your backpack and take out a few bills, Baekhyun eyeing you suspiciously. You grab his hand and place the bills in it. “Here, buy yourself something to eat. Anything to keep that mouth of yours occupied.”

He rolls his eyes but gets up nonetheless. He can use some snacks, he thinks. You accidentally drop your pen as Baekhyun is passing by in front of you.

“I’ll get it,” he says as he bends down onto one knee to pick up the pen near your shoe. Once he picks up the pen, he realizes he’s crouched right in front of you, very little space between you both. You also notice the small proximity you are both in and your breath hitches in your throat. He hands you the pen which you slowly grab from him. He remains where he is and slowly picks up one of your legs and starts kissing your ankle. You gasp at the action but don’t say anything as he kisses up your leg to your knee. He looks up at you to see your reaction and your pupils are dilated and your chest is rising quickly.

“W-what are you doing?” you ask in a breathy voice.

“You told me to occupy that mouth of mine, so I am,” he says innocently like he isn’t on his knees on the floor in between your legs with his hands rubbing up and down your legs.

“Well I didn’t mean it like this,” you say.

“But can I continue?” he asks as he places his hands on your thighs, and rubs the up and down slowly, the tips of his fingers pushing the hem of your skirt higher and higher.

You want to rub your thighs together, to feel something, but you don’t want him to know how much you want it. So you just nod.

He begins to kiss your thigh higher and higher and once he reaches the hem of your skirt, he grabs the back of your knees and spreads your legs as places each leg on each arm rest. You are completely exposed to him and you don’t seem to care. Your impatience is getting the best of you as you feel yourself getting wet every second. Baekhyun looks up at you as he kisses the inside of your right thigh, slowly inching toward your clothed core. He raises your skirt all the way as he gets closer to your panties. Once he reaches your underwear, he lays his tongue flatly against your core, feeling how wet you already are. You whimper at the feeling of his tongue above your underwear. But you’re no longer patient.

“Please,” you begin to plead.

Baekhyun looks up at you. “Please what baby? I need you to use your words.”

“Please, eat me out,” you say breathily, not caring about your pride anymore.

Baekhyun was slightly taken aback by your bluntness and your willingness to easily give in. He hooks his fingers on the waistband of your panties and slowly starts dragging it down as you lift your hips to help him pull them down with ease. He places it in his back pocket as he begins to kiss the inside of your thigh again. He spreads your legs farther apart again and then grabs your waist as he pulls you forward, closer to edge of the your seat for better access.

You’re completely exposed at this point, the play being an after thought in your head. Baekhyun licks up your thigh until he reaches your core. He slides one of his fingers up and down your core to feel that you’re already wet. He makes eye contact with you as he licks his finger, tasting your juices. He then goes straight for it and swipes his tongue across your pussy. You arch your back in response. He does that a couple of times before sucking on your clit, humming in satisfaction but also causing vibrations to stimulate your pussy. You immediately reach for his head and begin to pull his hair in response. He moans at the feeling, liking when you get rough. He lays his tongue flat against your core before licking at your hole. You whimper as you grab his head and push him closer to your core than he already is. He pushes his tongue in and out of your hole as his thumb plays with your clit. You moan at the sensation and realize you’re starting to make a lot of noise. You try to hold in all your noises but with Baekhyun working his tongue in and out of your hole, you find it hard to care about your surroundings. Baekhyun backs away a little before sucking on two of his finger before pushing them inside your hole with ease. You’re so wet that his fingers just slide in there like nothing. Baekhyun moans at the feeling as he slides his fingers in and out of your hole. He then leans down again and begins sucking on your clit again, causing the sensation to release a whimper from you. Baekhyun begins pumping his fingers quicker and further before curling his fingers inside you. He continues to suck on your clit and the sensation is starting to become too much that you start pulling on Baekhyuns hair again.

“Baekhyun,” you say breathlessly, causing Baekhyun to moan on your clit, the vibrations stimulating you to arch your back. “I’m close. I’m close,” you say as Baekhyun speeds up the pumping of his fingers and sucks harder on your clit. Your breathing becomes uneven and your moans become louder when he finally hits that spot, causing you to arch your back and close your thighs around his head, pushing his head closer to your core with your hands. He can feel you coming as he pumps into you more and more. He begins to slow his movements as you come down from your high. You release the grip of your thighs and hands when your sense of euphoria subsides. Baekhyun slowly removes his coated fingers from your hole and begins to suck on them while keeping eye contact. You bite your lip at the scene in front of you. He then leans down and licks at the all juices coming out of you, causing you to arch your back at the over stimulation. Once he was done, you reach over, grab his head, and bring him up for a kiss. You slip your tongue in his mouth and taste yourself as he reciprocates the kiss. Your mouths are moving feverishly against one another until you both hear foot steps walking up the isle. You immediately push Baekhyun off you as you close your legs and bring your skirt down to cover yourself. Baekhyun takes the seat next to you as if nothing had happened. He takes off his denim jacket and places it on your lap for extra security as you grab your notebook and pen. You look at him and smile before turning your attention to the stage. It is right then when you have a flashlight shined on you and Baekhyun.

“Are you both alright?” asks one of the theater employees lowering his flashlight after seeing you both squint.

“Yeah, we’re fine,” you say.

The employee squints at both of you suspiciously, “I heard some noises coming from around here.”

“Oh, that was probably his snoring,” you say as you point at Baekhyun. “He’s been sleeping throughout the entirety of the play.”

The employee shakes his head in disappointment, “You should really pay attention kid. It’s not everyday that you get taken on a field trip. Take some notes like your friend here.”

The employee walks away as you chuckle to yourself.

“Did you really blame your noises on me?” asks a playful Baekhyun.

“I’m sorry,” you say in between laughs. “What was I supposed to say? Besides it was basically your fault.”

“I guess I will take responsibility for that,” Baekhyun chuckles.

You turn to him and notice that you left his hair a mess from all the pulling. You reach over and pat his head as you fix his hair. He stops laughing and looks at you.

“Sorry, I think I left your hair a mess,” you say as you fix his hair.

He just stays silent so you look at his face, not realizing how close you both were to one another. He has a beautiful, soft face when he’s not bothering you. You subconsciously lower your hand from his hair to his cheek. You caress his face before leaning in and placing your lips on his gently. He’s in shock at first but then closes his eyes and reciprocates the kiss. You both were like this for a minute or two before the sound of clapping interrupted you. You lean back and look around as Baekhyun’s lips follow you before opening his eyes and noticing that the play is over. The lights slowly turn on so you quickly start gathering your things.

“Come on,” you tell Baekhyun as you hand him his jacket that was on your lap. “We have to go before people see us.”

Baekhyun scrunches his face in confusion but gathers all his things. You grab his hand and drag him out of the theater and into the lobby.

“Ummm, why did we have to leave so quickly?” asks Baekhyun.

“Because the class was getting up and they were going to see that we were alone,” you say.

“Why does it matter if they see us alone or not?”

Before you can answer, the first batch of students start entering the lobby. You close your mouth and look at the students piling in. Next thing you knew, you were being dragged by Baekhyun into a secluded hallway that led to the supply closet.

Once he was sure you were alone, he turned to you and said, “Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?” He sounded so hurt that you realized how your actions and words might have been mean and hurtful.

“No, I’m not embarrassed of you. I just-“

“You just didn’t want Chen seeing us together? Or anyone else at that.”

“No it’s not like that. I don’t care about Chen. I guess I just didn’t want people to assume things.”

“Like what? That you could possibly be interested in me?”

“Listen Baekhyun, I don’t even know what’s going on between us. We’re not even together so why does it matter?”

He was taken aback by this. It’s true, you weren’t together. But why did it feel like you were sometimes? Why did you both do things like you were together? Why did you speak so nicely to him when you were alone? Why did you joke around with him like you were so comfortable with his presence? He didn’t know how to answer to this.

You notice that he’s in his head and stumped so you decide to speak. “How about this? How about today we forget about everything? We’ll do whatever we want. We can just be together and enjoy each other’s company and not care about anything or anyone. But we have to talk about whatever this is going on between us later. But today we’ll just have fun together.”

You look at him expectantly, waiting for a response or reaction. He gives you a small smile and nods. You smile back as you turn around and start walking away. You stop mid track, causing Baekhyun to bump into you.

“Why did you stop?” he asks.

“Can I have my underwear back?” you say as you cross your legs.

Baekhyun chuckles. “How about I give you my jacket to wrap around your waist? I kind of want to keep them,” he says with a wink.

You roll your eyes, but nod nonetheless. Baekhyun takes off his denim jacket and begins to wrap it around your waist for you.

“I’m not going to have anymore underwear if you keep taking them Baekhyun.”

“I’ll just buy you more then,” he says nonchalantly as you both begin to walk in to the lobby again.

You notice that the last batch of students are leaving the building so you both rush to exit with them. You both are the last ones to enter the school bus with most of the seats at the front taken. Most of your class is gathered together in the bus, talking and messing around that they pay you both no mind. You grab Baekhyun’s hand and lead him to the back of the bus, leaving multiple rows in between you both and the rest of the class.

Ms. Kim stands at the front of the bus and after making sure that every student has entered the bus. “Okay class, we will have lunch at a park on the way back to school. The school has provided you all with lunches if you have not brought your own. Just because we will be outside, doesn’t mean you can still misbehave. I expect a lot from you all.” With that, Ms. Kim takes her seat and the bus is off.

You and Baekhyun talk about miscellaneous things throughout the bus ride, laughing to yourselves. You look forward and notice that Chen keeps turning around, looking at you and Baekhyun. Baekhyun looks at your line of vision and sees Chen turning around as well as he tries to keep up with the conversation around him.

“If you want to sit with them you can,” says Baekhyun.

“No, I’m okay being here with you.”

“You don’t have to force yourself to say that,” says Baekhyun with a forced smile.

“I’m not forcing myself to say anything. I want to be here with you. I’m the one who brought us to sit in the back anyway.”

Baekhyun hums in response, but still not convinced. You decide to be bold and lean into his ear and say, “I brought you back here for a reason.”

You lean back to look at his reaction. He turns to you confused, but intrigued. That is when you gently place your hand above his clothed crotch. Baekhyun raises his eyebrows in a sign of understanding.

“Right here? On the bus?” he asks looking around.

“Yeah why not? You basically did the same thing in the theater.”

“Yeah, but we were really far away from the class. We’re only a few rows away.”

“Well then I guess you have to make sure you don’t make as much noise as me then,” you say as you move your hand to his belt buckle. You begin to undo his belt before you undo the buttons and zipper on his pants. You look up at him expectantly, waiting for him to give you the go. He looks at you and nods. You reach inside his boxers and take out his already hard cock. You lick your hand and suck on your fingers slowly, making eye contact with Baekhyun the whole time. He lets out a shaky breath as you bring your hand down and grab his member lightly. You slowly begin to pump him, making sure to go agonizingly slow. Baekhyun just faces forward, trying to seem inconspicuous. You chuckle a little at his actions before gripping him a little harder. You swipe your thumb across the tip, spreading the leaking precum around. Baekhyun bites his lip to prevent himself from making noise. You look around for any wandering eyes before leaning down and licking the tip lightly. You give it a few small kisses before putting more of him in your mouth. Baekhyun grips the sides of his seat as you continue to go down on him. You take him out of your mouth and begin to lick from the base to the tip, then sucking lightly. Baekhyun let out a deep groan. You smiled at his reaction. You take more of him in your mouth and start bobbing your head as Baekhyun’s head leaned back against the seat, eyes screwed shut. You do that a few more times before you feel him twitch in your mouth.

“I can’t- I can’t last any longer,” says a breathy Baekhyun.

You briefly take him out. “Cum in my mouth,” you say before taking him back in. You bob your head a few times before pushing yourself as far as you can, feeling him hit the back of your throat. At that you feel warm spurts of cum hit the back of your throat. You swallow every drop of him before you remove your mouth off him, licking your lips in content. You sit up straight and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. You smile at him as he is trying to catch his breath. He looks at you all tired, even though you did most of the work. Once he’s caught his breath, he puts himself back in his pants and zips his pants back up.

“That was amazing,” he says with a lazy smile.

“I had to keep up with the great performance you gave back in the theater,” you chuckle. Baekhyun laughs along with you. You feel someone’s eyes on you and turn to see Chen squinting at you both confused. Before you can over think anything, the bus suddenly stops.

Everyone faces forward as Ms. Kim stands up. “Remember, grab all your stuff and be on your best behavior.” With that, you all get up and start walking off the bus. You all gather around the teacher as she stands by the side of the bus. She opens the side storage area to reveal some boxes.

“I need some people to help me get the lunches out and place them on the tables over there.” Ms. Kim points at some tables near by. Baekhyun immediately walks up and grabs a box.

“Thank you Baekhyun. This is a pleasant surprise,” says Ms. Kim, eyeing him up and down suspiciously. You stare at his arms flex from carrying the heavy box, causing you to subconsciously bite your lip. He smirks as he places the box on the table.

Once all the boxes are in its place, Ms. Kim speaks. “Grab a lunch if you want, or you can just roam around the park. We’ll be here for an hour and a half. Just make sure you stay in the park the whole time.”

People approach the boxes and groan when they see its terrible school food, but still grabbing some because they are hungry. Baekhyun starts to walk toward the boxes before you reach out and stop him. He turns around and looks at you confused.

“I brought lunch,” you say. “Its enough for both of us.”

Baekhyun smiles and nods. You both walk toward a tree and sit against it. You open your backpack and take out a turkey sandwich, a bag of potato chips and bag of apple slices. You give Baekhyun half of your sandwich and put the rest of the food in between you both. Baekhyun thanks you before staring at the sandwich for a couple of seconds.

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

“Does this have cucumbers?” he asks nervously.

“Yeah why? You don’t like cucumbers?”

He shakes his head no like an embarrassed kid.

You chuckle at his reaction. “Give them to me. I’ll eat them.”

Baekhyun grabs the two slices of cucumber from his sandwich half and places it in front of your face. “Open your mouth.”

You open your mouth and he feeds you the cucumbers. You happily receive them as he watches you eat with such verve.

“Thank you,” you say once you’ve eaten them, smiling. Baekhyun smiles at your childish nature that he hadn’t seen before.

He looks down at his hand and sees that his fingers are stained with mayo from the sandwich. “Do you have a napkin?” he asks.

“No need,” you say as you grab his hand and begin sucking on his index finger. Baekhyun bites his lip at the hot sight as you move onto his middle finger. You remove his fingers from your mouth as you lick your lips.

“In front of the kids, miss Y/N?” asks an exaggerating Baekhyun.

You roll your eyes, “Everyone is still getting their lunch, Mr. Baekhyun. Plus you looked really delicious carrying those boxes. I wanted to have a taste for myself.”

“Just doing my civil duty ma’am,” says Baekhyun jokingly. You both chuckle before eating your lunch. As you eat your lunch a couple of your classmates sit around you both and begin engaging in playful conversation about everything and nothing. You’re all joking around, saying a bunch of nonsense.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say you two were dating,” says Mina, one of the girls in your class.

“Yeah, you two seem really close lately,” says Minhyuk, another boy from your class. “You’re usually at each other’s throat.”

You all begin to chuckle. “I decided to take a break from yelling at him since it’s a field trip,” you jokingly say.

“So you’re not dating?” asks Chen, as he approaches your group of friends and sits down with you all.

Baekhyun eyes him seriously before you speak. “No we’re not dating. We’re just good friends. We also live next door to one another.”

“I couldn’t find you at the theater,” starts Chen. “Where were you?”

You raise an eyebrow. “We were sitting toward the back. I entered the theater last so I decided to sit in the back to not make a disturbance. Plus the quietness in the back helped me concentrate when taking notes.”

“What about in the bus?” continues Chen. “You were both sitting in the back. And you disappeared for a bit.”

“What are you? Her father?” asks Minhyuk. “Why are you interrogating her bro?”

“I’m just curious about her whereabouts,” shrugs Chen.

“I was sleepy, so I laid down on one of the seats,” you start. “That’s probably why you couldn’t see me after checking on me so many times.” You cock your head to the side as to challenge Chen.

Chen looks surprised at your intimidating stare. “I-I was just under the impression that we were going to sit together is all.”

“Well, things came up,” you say. “Sorry I couldn’t be by your side every second.”

The students around you start snickering at Chen’s embarrassment. Chen looks down in defeat, indicating the end of your conversation. Baekhyun is just smiling by your side, admiring at how you intimidated Chen with ease. He’s finally not the one at the end of your wrath.

“Can I lay on your lap?” asks Baekhyun. “I’m kind of tired.”

You nod and he places his head on your lap looking up at you.

Your classmates begin to ooh and awe at the sight. You roll your eyes as you begin to play with Baekhyun’s hair. He closes his eyes as he feels your fingers run through his hair.

Minhyuk turns toward Mina and says, “Why don’t you ever do that for me?”

“You never ask,” says Mina shrugging.

“Can I lay on your lap?” asks Minhyuk, trying his luck.

“Nope,” says Mina smiling.

You all begin to laugh. The rest of the stay at the park was light hearted and filled with laughter and jokes. It wasn’t until Ms. Kim announced for everyone to come back in to the bus. You sit next to Baekhyun in the middle with all your friends. The trip back was quiet, everyone exhausted from the long day. You didn’t notice when you fell asleep on Baekhyun’s shoulder but you were woken up by your classmates once you all arrived back to school. You noticed that Baekhyun was also sleeping, resting his head above yours.

You grab his thigh and shake him lightly. “Baekhyun, wake up. We’re back at school.”

Baekhyun groans as he lifts his head up and looks around at the students leaving the bus. He stretches his limbs to wake himself up before you both get up and leave the bus. You all gather around your teacher standing in front of the school.

“School is over in a few minutes so you’re all allowed to go home if you would like,” says Ms. Kim. She enters the school as everyone decides to disperse outside.

Baekhyun turns to you. “Do you want a ride back home?”

You nod so you both start walking toward his car. He opens the door for you and you thank him gratefully.

You’re both riding in the car in comfortable silence before Baekhyun speaks up. “It was a great day today.”

“It was. I needed that break.”

You’re both in silence again so Baekhyun speaks up again. “So do you want to talk about us?”

You look at him before turning back forward. “Let’s talk about it another day. I want today to just be about today. It was a great day. Let’s keep it that way.”

Baekhyun nods, happy that he doesn’t have to have this conversation right now.

He pulls into your driveway before turning to you. “Make sure to give me a 5 star rating,” Baekhyun jokes.

You chuckle, “Will do.” Before you can turn around and step out of his car, Baekhyun caresses your cheek and pulls you in for a kiss. You happily return the favor and stay like that for about a minute or so. You lean back smiling before saying, “Okay Baekhyun. I really have to go, I have a lot of homework to do.”

Baekhyun pouts. “Okay, one more before you leave.”

You roll your eyes jokingly before leaning in for one last kiss. “Okay that’s it,” you say before stepping out of his car.

Baekhyun rolls down his windows to see you off. As you begin walking you stop mid step, and turn around.

Baekhyun looks confused, “What’s wrong?”

“Your jacket,” you say as you touch the tied sleeves around your waist.

“Keep it,” says a smiling Baekhyun. “Think of it as a trade.”

“But this is more expensive than underwear.”

“Then I guess I’ll take more of your underwear later,” he says as you roll your eyes. “No, but seriously. You can keep it. I have more denim jackets in my closet. Plus it looks better on you anyway.”

You smile and nod before turning around and entering your house.

Baekhyun pulls out of your driveway and goes into his right next door. He enters his house and goes straight to his room.

You are both now laying on your respective beds and thinking about how well the day went. But what does that mean for you both?

Baekhyun took this as a good sign that you were both heading toward the right direction in your relationship. You on the other hand were still skeptical about the whole thing.

Yes it was a good day, a great day actually. But was it just a good day because you were out and about or would things be different at school too? And you’re not used to this Baekhyun. What if he goes back to being the annoying asshole from next door once again? You just weren’t sure what was going on but decided that maybe it’s a future problem. You both lay on your beds reviewing the events of today and analyzing how to go on from there.

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A/N: Thank you so much once again for your patience and I will be sure to come out with more writing soon. I am already half way through writing the next chapter for this fic so please make sure to be on the look out for it soon.