(Baektao) So Maybe I Missed You a Little
Title: So Maybe I Missed You a Little
Rating: pg-13/nc-17 (for semi-smut)
Word count: 2189
Summary: Zitao calls Baekhyun at 3:00 in the morning. Also, they share a hotel room.
Zitao misses Baekhyun.
Like, a lot.
A lot a lot.
Like, so much that he’s been lying awake in his bed for the past two hours, kind of sort of crying into his blankets while cuddling his favorite stuffed panda and running through the entire dialogue of Kung Fu Panda in his head to try and distract himself. It’s not working, though, and if he’s being honest, it’s possibly making him cry more? So maybe he should stop.
But it’s kind of difficult when he keeps remembering the ecstasy of how it felt to actually be by Baekhyun’s side everyday and to kiss his stupid perfect lips and touch his stupid- um, no, Zitao probably shouldn’t think about that kind of thing right now. Especially considering it’s been months since the two last saw each other, what with Exo-M heading over to promote in China.
Since he can’t sleep (and well, it’s pretty obvious he’s not going to be getting any sleep at all tonight anyway, not with stupid Byun Baekhyun invading his mind like this), Zitao abandons Bacon (yes, he nicknamed his favorite stuffed panda after his stupid perfect boyfriend) for a moment as he quietly retrieves his laptop from across the room.
If there’s one thing he can do right now, it is to let fan accounts, fancams, and fan-taken pictures suffice until he can see the real thing. It won’t be that much longer before Exo-M heads back to Korea to reunite with their Korean counterpart, but it’s still way too long for Zitao to handle, just like how these pictures are way too fucking cute and flawless and ugh, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea because now Zitao is going to miss him even more.
… Hey, when did Zitao’s phone get in his hand? And when did he dial Baekhyun’s number???????? Oh, well, what’s already done is done, no harm in holding the phone to his ear and listening as Baekhyun doesn’t pick up-
“Hello?” says a groggy voice, and Zitao nearly pees his pants.
“H-hi!” he gasps, feeling blush creep over every inch of his face. Smart move Zitao, wow. Way to wake up your boyfriend in the middle of night, like, wow, that was such a great idea and you are probably the stupidest person on the fucking face of the planet-
“What is it?” Baekhyun asks, “Is something wrong?” His voice is thick with sleep, but it still sounds so cute and sexy and just listening to it is reminding Zitao just how much really does miss Baekhyun.
“U-um,” he answers unsteadily, “N-nothing’s wrong-” he stops when he hears an exasperated sigh on the other end. “I mean, I can’t really sleep, so I don’t know, I just, I think I wanted to talk to you, which was really stupid of me, since obviously it’s 2:00 in the morning, except it’s 3:00 for you, and you’re sleeping, and I should be sleeping, too, so-”
“Zitao, baby, it’s fine, slow down. I wasn’t asleep yet,” Baekhyun lets out a tired laugh.
“You weren’t??” Zitao exclaims, clapping a hand over his mouth when he realizes he’s probably being a little too loud for his sleeping group members. “Why not? You weren’t up this late practicing, were you??”
“No,” Baekhyun says, laughing lightly again. “Actually, I was probably awake for the same reason you still are.” Zitao blinks a few times.
“Um... You were were awake because you missed yourself?” He can hear Baekhyun facepalm.
“No, idiot,” Baekhyun says through a repressed chuckle, “I’m awake because I miss you.”
“Oh,” Zitao says, letting those words ring in his ears. Perfect, flawless Byun Baekhyun is awake at 3:00 KST, missing him, Huang Zitao, the stupidest human being in existence. “Am I dreaming?” he asks, which he realizes is a fucking dumb question, but he never can be too sure when wonderful things like this happen to him.
“Is your laptop still on in front of you with my fansites open?” Baekhyun asks, and Zitao’s eyes widen as he briefly glances at the bright screen of the electronic in front of him, his eyes hovering over a particularly sexy picture of his boyfriend that he’d been looking at before he managed to call him.
“Um, yes, but how did you-?” he begins, blush coloring his cheeks.
“I took a guess,” Baekhyun laughs. “I don’t know, I think if you were dreaming, you’d be talking to me in person. Don’t you agree?”
“Oh yeah,” Zitao nods. That makes sense. “Although, we’d be doing a lot more than just talking-” Oops, he let his mouth get ahead of him.
“You, Mr. Kung Fu Panda, need to get your head out of the gutter sometimes,” Baekhyun says, his voice betraying his amusement. “There’ll be plenty of time for whatever you’re thinking when you guys come back to South Korea, so try to keep your thoughts in check until then, OK?”
“Y-yes, sir,” Zitao mutters, feeling blush spread all the way to his ears.
“Good boy,” Baekhyun says, and Zitao can hear the smile in his voice, “Now try to get some sleep.”
“You, too,” Zitao replies slowly, mulling over the idea of finishing the call with three words, but no, maybe that would be too corny, but maybe Baekhyun would like corny, in which case-
“I love you,” Baekhyun says, laughing once more. Well, that works too, Zitao thinks.
“Love you, too,” he responds, “Sleep well.”
Once Baekhyun hangs up, Zitao sort of just lays on his bed, his phone still in his hand, his laptop still in front of him. Although, he had managed to click on that seriously sexy picture of his boyfriend so he could save it and use it as his background.
And maybe it was a good thing he accidentally called his boyfriend, because listening to his perfect voice and laugh and hearing him say he missed Zitao, too, really puts him in a good mood.
“Zitao, go to sleep,” Wufan says from his bed across the room.
“Yes, ge,” Zitao replies, closing his laptop.
Zitao’s not sure how he pulls it off, but he somehow makes it through the remaining weeks before Exo-M returns to South Korea. He didn’t call Baekhyun again, mostly because he didn’t want to be a nuisance but also because he’d been really busy with group activities and their schedules hardly allowed any time for anything else.
But he’s definitely planning for Baekhyun to be the first person he sees.
When they finally set foot in Korea again, though, they are immediately ushered off to a fan signing and then to the United States for SMtown, where no one had told him anything about going to Disneyland. It’s fun and all, yes, but it’s more annoying than that because it practically leaves no chance for him and Baekhyun to be alone, which was what he’d been waiting for since the moment Exo-M had left Korea in the first place.
He does find out that, thanks to the plotting of the leaders and and an over-compliant Jongdae and Kyungsoo, he and Baekhyun get to share a hotel room. Alone. Share a hotel room. With Baekhyun.
A hotel room.
Baekhyun.
Needless to say, he’s ecstatic.
“You ignored me all day,” is the first thing he ends up saying when they arrive at said hotel room, and he knows it sounds selfish, but it’s all he can do to keep his thoughts clean for now. Baekhyun gives him a knowing look.
“Sorry, I was busy,” he shrugs, smiling, setting his bags by the one bed-
Wait, one bed? There’s only one bed?????????
“The American fans were cute, don’t you think?” Baekhyun says, putting his hands on his hips as he raises an eyebrow at the most likely flabbergasted expression on Zitao’s face.
“If by cute you mean stalking us everywhere and getting fancams of my ass and of Wufan-ge’s-” Baekhyun facepalms. “I mean, yes,” Zitao finishes stiffly, blushing, “They were cute.”
“Oh, come here, you,” Baekhyun says, making a face as he pulls a surprised Zitao into his arms. “You are the stupidest, most adorable little panda in the whole world and I’m going to keep you all to myself from now on, OK?” Zitao blushes more brightly and shortly nods his head. Their close proximity is making it hard for him to talk, so he keeps his mouth shut.
Well, that is, until Baekhyun starts kissing him using way too much tongue, and ugh, after all the effort Zitao had put into keeping his thoughts at least PG-13, too, but hey, if his boyfriend is in the mood, why not?
Zitao disregards the idea of thinking as he roughly grips the back of Baekhyun's head to deepen the kiss, and yes, he definitely missed this. Baekhyun's own hands tease along Zitao's thighs, fingers resting in the beltloops of the younger boy's jeans as he tugs them a little lower. Zitao can't resist a moan of pleasure as Baekhyun kisses away from his lips, trailing down the younger boy's neck and tenderly biting his smooth skin. He grunts, shuddering as Zitao thrusts against his hips, and by accident, he bites too hard, causing Zitao to whimper lustfully and slide his hands down to Baekhyun's back where he digs his nails into the older boy's skin.
Again, yes. Zitao really, really missed this.
More moaning ensues as Zitao thrusts again, a little harder, right against Baekhyun's crotch, and the older boy yelps and loses his balance, stumbling backward until he collapses onto the bed where Zitao quickly climbs on top of him. "Z-Zitao," Baekhyun murmurs, cringing with pleasure as the younger boy attacks his neck and collar bones with hungry kisses, hands roaming his lower body, "C-come on, we should-" he's cut off as Zitao brings his knee up, rather forcefully, between the older boy's legs, and Baekhyun is the one who's whimpering this time as Zitao's hands clamber up his shirt to gruffly brush against his nipples. "G-gently," he squeaks, breath coming in ragged huffs as he tries to keep himself from coming so early on, and Zitao thinks a triumphant little ha! at not having been the only one in excessive need of this.
Slowly, Zitao rolls his hips against Baekhyun's crotch, producing more whimpering from the older boy. He presses Baekhyun harder into the bed, fingering the zipper of the older boy's jeans before smirking and instead ghosting his hands over Baekhyun's clothed dick. He loves the way the older boy writhes at his touch, groaning and shuddering all over again.
Zitao may be shy when it comes to talking, but in bed, he's the one in control.
After what feels like forever, Baekhyun gives one last passionate shiver before falling completely limp, panting, his eyes closing as Zitao simply lays on top of him. The younger boy still feels lust and adrenaline pumping through his body, but he can tell his boyfriend has had enough for now. Although, he can't help smirking when he abruptly digs his hip into Baekhyun's cock and the older boy whimpers much louder than before, pushing him off and sitting up to give him a tired, annoyed, but pleased look.
"You," he says breathlessly, sounding so oversexed that it just turns Zitao on even more, "Are too much."
"You know you like it," he murmurs, licking his lips seductively and laughing as Baekhyun rolls his eyes.
"You know what, I'm not even going to grace that with sarcasm," Baekhyun says, shaking his head and breathing deeply a few times. "I really, really like it." A wide grin breaks across Zitao's face as he pounces on his boyfriend, covering him in even more kisses. "C-come on," Baekhyun manages to get out, laughing despite the blush that colors his cheeks.
He somehow gets Zitao off of him and stands up, albeit shakily at first, before heading towards the bathroom. Zitao watches him until he disappears behind the bathroom door, then sighs contentedly and throws himself happily onto the bed to bury his face in the blankets.
It feels so good to finally have Baekhyun back. He can barely explain in words how much he missed, well, everything about the older boy, from his cocky attitude to his submissiveness during sexual activities. Ugh, the sexual activities part especially. And now that he and Baekhyun have reunited, he knows it's just going to be that much harder for him to go back when Exo-M has to return to China. But at least he'll have the reassurance that his boyfriend is missing him just as much, and if it ever gets too bad, he can always call Baekhyun at 3:00 in the morning again-
"Get your ass in here," Baekhyun commands, torso popping out of the bathroom to reveal that he's already started stripping, "We're taking a shower."
Zitao's eyes widen and he practically flies off the bed in his haste to get to the bathroom. "Yes, sir!!"
Rating: pg-13/nc-17 (for semi-smut)
Word count: 2189
Summary: Zitao calls Baekhyun at 3:00 in the morning. Also, they share a hotel room.
Zitao misses Baekhyun.
Like, a lot.
A lot a lot.
Like, so much that he’s been lying awake in his bed for the past two hours, kind of sort of crying into his blankets while cuddling his favorite stuffed panda and running through the entire dialogue of Kung Fu Panda in his head to try and distract himself. It’s not working, though, and if he’s being honest, it’s possibly making him cry more? So maybe he should stop.
But it’s kind of difficult when he keeps remembering the ecstasy of how it felt to actually be by Baekhyun’s side everyday and to kiss his stupid perfect lips and touch his stupid- um, no, Zitao probably shouldn’t think about that kind of thing right now. Especially considering it’s been months since the two last saw each other, what with Exo-M heading over to promote in China.
Since he can’t sleep (and well, it’s pretty obvious he’s not going to be getting any sleep at all tonight anyway, not with stupid Byun Baekhyun invading his mind like this), Zitao abandons Bacon (yes, he nicknamed his favorite stuffed panda after his stupid perfect boyfriend) for a moment as he quietly retrieves his laptop from across the room.
If there’s one thing he can do right now, it is to let fan accounts, fancams, and fan-taken pictures suffice until he can see the real thing. It won’t be that much longer before Exo-M heads back to Korea to reunite with their Korean counterpart, but it’s still way too long for Zitao to handle, just like how these pictures are way too fucking cute and flawless and ugh, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea because now Zitao is going to miss him even more.
… Hey, when did Zitao’s phone get in his hand? And when did he dial Baekhyun’s number???????? Oh, well, what’s already done is done, no harm in holding the phone to his ear and listening as Baekhyun doesn’t pick up-
“Hello?” says a groggy voice, and Zitao nearly pees his pants.
“H-hi!” he gasps, feeling blush creep over every inch of his face. Smart move Zitao, wow. Way to wake up your boyfriend in the middle of night, like, wow, that was such a great idea and you are probably the stupidest person on the fucking face of the planet-
“What is it?” Baekhyun asks, “Is something wrong?” His voice is thick with sleep, but it still sounds so cute and sexy and just listening to it is reminding Zitao just how much really does miss Baekhyun.
“U-um,” he answers unsteadily, “N-nothing’s wrong-” he stops when he hears an exasperated sigh on the other end. “I mean, I can’t really sleep, so I don’t know, I just, I think I wanted to talk to you, which was really stupid of me, since obviously it’s 2:00 in the morning, except it’s 3:00 for you, and you’re sleeping, and I should be sleeping, too, so-”
“Zitao, baby, it’s fine, slow down. I wasn’t asleep yet,” Baekhyun lets out a tired laugh.
“You weren’t??” Zitao exclaims, clapping a hand over his mouth when he realizes he’s probably being a little too loud for his sleeping group members. “Why not? You weren’t up this late practicing, were you??”
“No,” Baekhyun says, laughing lightly again. “Actually, I was probably awake for the same reason you still are.” Zitao blinks a few times.
“Um... You were were awake because you missed yourself?” He can hear Baekhyun facepalm.
“No, idiot,” Baekhyun says through a repressed chuckle, “I’m awake because I miss you.”
“Oh,” Zitao says, letting those words ring in his ears. Perfect, flawless Byun Baekhyun is awake at 3:00 KST, missing him, Huang Zitao, the stupidest human being in existence. “Am I dreaming?” he asks, which he realizes is a fucking dumb question, but he never can be too sure when wonderful things like this happen to him.
“Is your laptop still on in front of you with my fansites open?” Baekhyun asks, and Zitao’s eyes widen as he briefly glances at the bright screen of the electronic in front of him, his eyes hovering over a particularly sexy picture of his boyfriend that he’d been looking at before he managed to call him.
“Um, yes, but how did you-?” he begins, blush coloring his cheeks.
“I took a guess,” Baekhyun laughs. “I don’t know, I think if you were dreaming, you’d be talking to me in person. Don’t you agree?”
“Oh yeah,” Zitao nods. That makes sense. “Although, we’d be doing a lot more than just talking-” Oops, he let his mouth get ahead of him.
“You, Mr. Kung Fu Panda, need to get your head out of the gutter sometimes,” Baekhyun says, his voice betraying his amusement. “There’ll be plenty of time for whatever you’re thinking when you guys come back to South Korea, so try to keep your thoughts in check until then, OK?”
“Y-yes, sir,” Zitao mutters, feeling blush spread all the way to his ears.
“Good boy,” Baekhyun says, and Zitao can hear the smile in his voice, “Now try to get some sleep.”
“You, too,” Zitao replies slowly, mulling over the idea of finishing the call with three words, but no, maybe that would be too corny, but maybe Baekhyun would like corny, in which case-
“I love you,” Baekhyun says, laughing once more. Well, that works too, Zitao thinks.
“Love you, too,” he responds, “Sleep well.”
Once Baekhyun hangs up, Zitao sort of just lays on his bed, his phone still in his hand, his laptop still in front of him. Although, he had managed to click on that seriously sexy picture of his boyfriend so he could save it and use it as his background.
And maybe it was a good thing he accidentally called his boyfriend, because listening to his perfect voice and laugh and hearing him say he missed Zitao, too, really puts him in a good mood.
“Zitao, go to sleep,” Wufan says from his bed across the room.
“Yes, ge,” Zitao replies, closing his laptop.
Zitao’s not sure how he pulls it off, but he somehow makes it through the remaining weeks before Exo-M returns to South Korea. He didn’t call Baekhyun again, mostly because he didn’t want to be a nuisance but also because he’d been really busy with group activities and their schedules hardly allowed any time for anything else.
But he’s definitely planning for Baekhyun to be the first person he sees.
When they finally set foot in Korea again, though, they are immediately ushered off to a fan signing and then to the United States for SMtown, where no one had told him anything about going to Disneyland. It’s fun and all, yes, but it’s more annoying than that because it practically leaves no chance for him and Baekhyun to be alone, which was what he’d been waiting for since the moment Exo-M had left Korea in the first place.
He does find out that, thanks to the plotting of the leaders and and an over-compliant Jongdae and Kyungsoo, he and Baekhyun get to share a hotel room. Alone. Share a hotel room. With Baekhyun.
A hotel room.
Baekhyun.
Needless to say, he’s ecstatic.
“You ignored me all day,” is the first thing he ends up saying when they arrive at said hotel room, and he knows it sounds selfish, but it’s all he can do to keep his thoughts clean for now. Baekhyun gives him a knowing look.
“Sorry, I was busy,” he shrugs, smiling, setting his bags by the one bed-
Wait, one bed? There’s only one bed?????????
“The American fans were cute, don’t you think?” Baekhyun says, putting his hands on his hips as he raises an eyebrow at the most likely flabbergasted expression on Zitao’s face.
“If by cute you mean stalking us everywhere and getting fancams of my ass and of Wufan-ge’s-” Baekhyun facepalms. “I mean, yes,” Zitao finishes stiffly, blushing, “They were cute.”
“Oh, come here, you,” Baekhyun says, making a face as he pulls a surprised Zitao into his arms. “You are the stupidest, most adorable little panda in the whole world and I’m going to keep you all to myself from now on, OK?” Zitao blushes more brightly and shortly nods his head. Their close proximity is making it hard for him to talk, so he keeps his mouth shut.
Well, that is, until Baekhyun starts kissing him using way too much tongue, and ugh, after all the effort Zitao had put into keeping his thoughts at least PG-13, too, but hey, if his boyfriend is in the mood, why not?
Zitao disregards the idea of thinking as he roughly grips the back of Baekhyun's head to deepen the kiss, and yes, he definitely missed this. Baekhyun's own hands tease along Zitao's thighs, fingers resting in the beltloops of the younger boy's jeans as he tugs them a little lower. Zitao can't resist a moan of pleasure as Baekhyun kisses away from his lips, trailing down the younger boy's neck and tenderly biting his smooth skin. He grunts, shuddering as Zitao thrusts against his hips, and by accident, he bites too hard, causing Zitao to whimper lustfully and slide his hands down to Baekhyun's back where he digs his nails into the older boy's skin.
Again, yes. Zitao really, really missed this.
More moaning ensues as Zitao thrusts again, a little harder, right against Baekhyun's crotch, and the older boy yelps and loses his balance, stumbling backward until he collapses onto the bed where Zitao quickly climbs on top of him. "Z-Zitao," Baekhyun murmurs, cringing with pleasure as the younger boy attacks his neck and collar bones with hungry kisses, hands roaming his lower body, "C-come on, we should-" he's cut off as Zitao brings his knee up, rather forcefully, between the older boy's legs, and Baekhyun is the one who's whimpering this time as Zitao's hands clamber up his shirt to gruffly brush against his nipples. "G-gently," he squeaks, breath coming in ragged huffs as he tries to keep himself from coming so early on, and Zitao thinks a triumphant little ha! at not having been the only one in excessive need of this.
Slowly, Zitao rolls his hips against Baekhyun's crotch, producing more whimpering from the older boy. He presses Baekhyun harder into the bed, fingering the zipper of the older boy's jeans before smirking and instead ghosting his hands over Baekhyun's clothed dick. He loves the way the older boy writhes at his touch, groaning and shuddering all over again.
Zitao may be shy when it comes to talking, but in bed, he's the one in control.
After what feels like forever, Baekhyun gives one last passionate shiver before falling completely limp, panting, his eyes closing as Zitao simply lays on top of him. The younger boy still feels lust and adrenaline pumping through his body, but he can tell his boyfriend has had enough for now. Although, he can't help smirking when he abruptly digs his hip into Baekhyun's cock and the older boy whimpers much louder than before, pushing him off and sitting up to give him a tired, annoyed, but pleased look.
"You," he says breathlessly, sounding so oversexed that it just turns Zitao on even more, "Are too much."
"You know you like it," he murmurs, licking his lips seductively and laughing as Baekhyun rolls his eyes.
"You know what, I'm not even going to grace that with sarcasm," Baekhyun says, shaking his head and breathing deeply a few times. "I really, really like it." A wide grin breaks across Zitao's face as he pounces on his boyfriend, covering him in even more kisses. "C-come on," Baekhyun manages to get out, laughing despite the blush that colors his cheeks.
He somehow gets Zitao off of him and stands up, albeit shakily at first, before heading towards the bathroom. Zitao watches him until he disappears behind the bathroom door, then sighs contentedly and throws himself happily onto the bed to bury his face in the blankets.
It feels so good to finally have Baekhyun back. He can barely explain in words how much he missed, well, everything about the older boy, from his cocky attitude to his submissiveness during sexual activities. Ugh, the sexual activities part especially. And now that he and Baekhyun have reunited, he knows it's just going to be that much harder for him to go back when Exo-M has to return to China. But at least he'll have the reassurance that his boyfriend is missing him just as much, and if it ever gets too bad, he can always call Baekhyun at 3:00 in the morning again-
"Get your ass in here," Baekhyun commands, torso popping out of the bathroom to reveal that he's already started stripping, "We're taking a shower."
Zitao's eyes widen and he practically flies off the bed in his haste to get to the bathroom. "Yes, sir!!"