Sweet Compassion
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 3,270
Pairing: Baekyeol, tiny weenie beenie Baekai
Summary: Chanyeol loves Baekhyun. Baekhyun loves Chanyeol too. But one day, he made a mistake.
Genre: slight angst
It’s just another late night arrival from Baekhyun when the clock shows 01.30 quietly on the wall. Chanyeol was just starting to drop his head drowsily onto the couch while the door clicks open, revealing the shorter guy with his necktie slightly loosen up and his jacket draped on his arm. He was putting on his usual extent irresistible smile, his eyes crinkling yet suffering from nasty bags under, despite having a very tired overall appearances, Chanyeol could still found him really adorable.
“Ah, you’re asleep already?” he will also says.
Just like the same repeated scenes over and over again, every nights, every dinners, every dates, and basically just every day. But Chanyeol would calmly reply with a hum or a tired smile. Byun Baekhyun had been doing that for about three months already now, he’s been acting weird and focusing too much on his Smartphone (“it’s relevant with the marketing deal, Channie.”) and he would smile hesitatingly before nodding in understanding. That night was supposed to be their 2nd anniversary dinner together, and he already promised him that he won’t come too late, that he will make it before 10, that he will also help with the table regulation. For so many times-he lost count-he stood him up, again.
“You said you won’t be home too late. But it’s... 01.30 now.”
Chanyeol lets out a big lazy yawn while rubbing his eyes continuously as he turns his head around to see the digital clock hanging on their living room.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry, the meeting was very abrupt. I can’t say no to the head trustee because this was-”
“Really important, I know.”
“Yes.”
There was a long silence after that. Baekhyun took a deep breath and puts his jacket besides the drowsy guy and heads off to the bathroom, indirectly avoiding what could be happening between them next. Chanyeol just watched him walking away silently and gets up as well to clean everything off the table before he goes to sleep.
“What are you doing?”
He turns around finding Baekhyun with a toothbrush inside his mouth, the buttons on his shirt are opened enucleating his bare skin of chest, and he’s scratching it ignorantly, eyes questioning every single moves the taller guy made.
“Cleaning off the table, what else does it look like?”
He frowns upon the reply and took a step closer.
“What’s wrong?”
Chanyeol skims his fair looking fingers on his shoulder softly and continues bringing the plates to the kitchen sink. He throws away all the foods on the table, slowly and expressionless.
“Nothing.”
He keeps putting his deadpan expression while washing the China carefully, rinsing it thoroughly and repeated the same motion towards several others beside the sink. Baekhyun stood beside him and brushes his teeth while still keeping his eyes on the tall figure standing so less animated in front of him.
“Do you want a cup of coffee? I’ll make you one, I’ll just gargle for awhile and get my pajamas, is that okay?” he’s mumbling incoherently as he brushes the molar at the inside back of his mouth.
Chanyeol finished all the dishes and dries his hands off before he turns around to face him and smiles nonchalantly, “I’ve been drinking at least 3 cups of coffee while waiting for you to come home. Now get some sleep, you have to go to work early for tomorrow, and I got a painting to work on.”
“But-”
“Just sleep. Good night, Baekhyunnie.”
-
It was not the bad assumption but Chanyeol had also proven the fact that Baekhyun is cheating on him. Like how he once heard a guy’s voice echoing through the corridor just outside of their apartment, heading towards the door, and how Baekhyun would acknowledge it awkwardly as the delivery guy. Whose delivering at midnight. An interesting excuse to be used, he would think to himself. Other facts were when he coincidently steals a glance towards his dialed phone when the guy’s busy showering, the caller ID often shows ‘Kai’ on the screen. The first time it occurred, he really thought it’s someone from his office. The second time it occurred, he thought maybe the deal is getting serious. The third time and the nth time it occurred, he finally threw all of his positive thoughts away.
That night was yet another it’s-going-to-be-a-really-awkward-night for both of them, Chanyeol could feel it even before he would make a call to inform that he might gone home late. He brew a cup of coffee before he slouched his long feet off on the couch, turning the TV on and continuously changing the channels, eventually stops at some rebroadcast cooking show and tried hard to pay the littlest attention to it. His mind is not even there, flying off somewhere.
~o~
He remembers it like it was just yesterday. The day when he met Byun Baekhyun for the first time ever and frankly it’s not really something precious to be remembered for a long term. Well maybe it was. It occurred in a coffee shop where Chanyeol usually ordered his Grande Americano with two packs of sugar included, just like his everyday order, (Kyungsoo described it as a bitter-boring order). He was waiting for his coffee’s name to be called out and he would read a new edition magazine placed just beside the door entrance by doing so.
“Hey, your bitter-boring order’s up!”
Chanyeol looks up from the reading and walked slowly towards the ordering table. Just then, Kyungsoo puts up another glass of coffee and shouted its name to call the buyer upfront.
“Caramel frappucino!”
He took his cup of coffee and put it on his desk while keep on checking the magazine back and forth, besides it’s still too hot for his tongue to take in. A sound of stomping feet and a several angry complainings finally succeeded in stealing his attention, upon that he sipped in the Americano coffee and frowned his brows together immediately.
“I ordered for a caramel frappuccino. Are you sure you’re giving me the right order??”
“I am really sure, sir. I never once am giving out the wrong order towards the customer.” Kyungsoo replied back confidently, his dark eyes are growing bigger in self defense.
“Well, employee of the month, can you start by explaining my sweet, creamy caramel frappuccino that suddenly turned into an astonishingly bitter, black, feels-rough-in-my-mouth coffee which you just gave me??!” the customer shouted angrily towards the confused and startled guy behind the cashier.
“Excuse me, sir? Yes, I think we accidentally switched our coffees earlier.” Chanyeol showed up and Kyungsoo quietly lets out a relieve sigh, he just saved him from a tragic disaster.
“What?” the shorter guy turned around, his small eyes are squinting deeply, growing even with his furrowing eyebrows, and he looked really, really, upset.
“Umm... you see, my friend here-Kyungsoo-has never sent out a false order, believe me. And I’m highly assured that this is not my coffee either, judging by how sweet it tastes.”
“Yes, believe him. See here? I’m really the employee of the month, fyi.”
Kyungsoo points at the golden picture frame with his picture smiling proudly inside hanging right beside the cash machine.
“Are you kidding me?” The guy burst into laughter and shook his head in disbelief.
That was just how Park Chanyeol and Byun Baekhyun got to know each other, continued with some casual talks about 'where do you work?' and 'omg our offices are standing just across the block!' talk about fate.
The number turned slowly to 02.00, and that’s when the door exactly chants out the familiar clicking sound at the knob before it slowly moves aside to let in the ever beloved guy he’s longing to hold and hug like he used to. The guy that used to be home earlier than he is, scooting his entire body closer to him whenever they’re going to sleep and later going to draw randomly on his back with his long, slender fingers before he eventually stopped and snores his heavy exhausted breath in his sleep. Chanyeol missed that Baekhyun very much and he just needs to find some times to tell him all of that, without him being all busy and coming home late. He needs some times with just both of them alone. But when will it happen exactly, he’s not really sure.
He watches Baekhyun slowly walking around while also eyeing him from afar as he removes his necktie.
“Have you eaten?”
“I have delivery along the way. You?”
“I have either.”
“Good.”
“Yeah.”
~o~
“You remember a puppy we saw yesterday at that pet shop across your favorite brunch resto?”
It was one of those times that your partner wanted to keep an animal-a puppy, to be exact-inside the house, inside your apartment. Chanyeol slightly tilted his head while keeping his eyes on the road and his hands firmly on the steering wheel.
“Nope. What about it?”
“I want it.”
“Umm... no, Baekhyun. No, you can’t have it.”
“Why can’t I?” he turned to face him with his eyebrows united and his lips pouted.
“You remember what happened to Gigi?”
“Well Gigi is in a different case, Channie. I am able to keep another one now, I am completely capable. Okay? So can you please, pleeeaase give me just about $200? I already have $150 saved.”
“No.”
“Channnnnnie, please.”
The thing about Baekhyun that he cannot resist the most is that he’s full of aegyo. The specific suppression upon the letter ‘N’ in his nickname that he used to chant is very adorable in his point of view, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of having a dog in their shared apartment. Besides, he’s more of a cat person.
But, despite of all his personal opinions including his own arguments about how he likes cats more than dogs, he ended up buying the puppy he wanted with his money. Although the puppy ended up being sent to an animal care because of the lack of attentions from both of them, Chanyeol didn’t once go upset towards him. Not even blaming his irresponsibility towards the innocent puppy and just voluntarily gave it away.
He’s just too in love to be upset.
“Well, that is your problem, dude. You’re too soft towards him. You have to be harsh once in a time to show him who’s in charge. If you keep being like this, then, I’m not surprised if someday he might be cheating from you.”
Kyungsoo nonchalantly spoke the C word while wiping one of the tables in the coffee shop when Chanyeol dropped by being a frequent visitor like he usually does and fortuitously shared the guts he’s been keeping for months.
“Okay, cassanova. You’re the expert in this, and I see you with 0 boyfriend or girlfriend.”
“Tsk. I’m telling you! I’m your friend, okay? It would be better if you could just listen to my advices occasionally. I’m not going to bring you down by telling something you don’t know.” He gasped and quickly covered his mouth with both of his hands, like some kind of gossiping high school girls in those dramas Baekhyun likes to watch.
“Telling something I don’t know, you say? Like what?”
“Umm.... ummm....”
“Like what, Do Kyungsoo?”
“Like... Baekhyuncomingherewithaguyandtheylookreallycomfortablewitheachother-but that’s what my co-worker said because it wasn’t my shift that time, so-”
That was before Chanyeol threw away all the positiveness inside his head, that was before he would assume that he’s being a cheater behind his back, and that was before he felt that willing to do everything for Baekhyun is ridiculous. So he said, “I didn’t believe you.”
-
Baekhyun was the typical loving and caring boyfriend anyone could ever got out there. He’s funny, he’s smart, and despite his body’s height he’s lucky to have a cute face like that. Unfortunately being not single is the status he’s been carrying for over a year and a half now, however people are still trying to reach out and catch him as well. Just like how that mysterious looking guy with a thick eye bags from the marketing section starts hitting on him since a few months ago, he turned him down with ‘Chanyeol’ as his main reason. But, somehow, his detachment seems to slowly faded away when the new intern guy took position across his cubicle a few weeks ago. Not to mention he’s the one that has been chosen to be the supervisor of his internship.
Advancing from just acquaintances to switching emails and phone numbers, to a nice brunch, to a late dinner, and even a cup of coffee between their breaks. Baekhyun knew very well that what he’s been doing is far from right but he can’t stand the waste of that rich tanned skin, full flushing pink lips, and long slender legs walking so innocent yet seductive around his area from the day he stepped his foot inside the office until all the workers start to pluck out their absence cards from the attendant scanner machine.
His phone vibrates twice marking a message coming in and he steal a quick glance to the younger guy who’s tidying up his desk; clueless of his surroundings, waiting for him to call him out to their appointments after the work is done. Baekhyun is yet willing to stand up the hopeless guy whom waiting for him patiently at home until he comes whenever the time is.
Hi. I’ll pick u up?
His lips twitched in guilt upon reading the text and he made a contemplating gaze towards Kai whom slowly approaching him, ready to go.
Yeah. Sounds great, I’m really tired.
The reply message came less than a minute, Great. Wait for me.
He locked his phone and puts it into the pocket, raising his head up to face Kai whom looking down at him, also smiling.
“Hey, Kai. I don’t think I can go. I... I need to go home.”
“Was it your boyfriend?” he smirks knowingly.
Baekhyun locks his stares towards his and bites his lower lips before he slightly nods and exhales deeply.
“That’s okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
What? No. He didn’t want to start any of those ‘I’ll see you tomorrow’ anymore. Baekhyun felt guilty enough for everything and he knows exactly what he has to do.
Kai turned around straight to the elevator and disappears as the door slides closed, bringing him down to the lower level of the building. Baekhyun pinched the bridge of his nose and took in yet another deep breath. His phone vibrates in his pocket and this time, he’s calling instead of text messaging.
“I’m here.”
“Great!” he answered with that slight contrived tone in his voice, hoping he wouldn’t realize, “I’ll come down in a few minutes.”
The very next days after that, Chanyeol would wake up early in the morning to cook him breakfast, got his suit ready, drives him to work, and also picking him up from work. Baekhyun would occasionally ask about his paintings and he’s going to hum happily about a new exhibition that will be held in a short time. He tend to apologize often towards Kai who’s now taking his turn to be slightly hopeless and desperate upon the unfortunate situation happening between him, his supervisor slash crush, and his boyfriend.
“Why are you doing this?”
One morning on their way to Baekhyun’s office, he asked abruptly from the passenger’s seat. Been turning his head to completely look at him sitting behind the wheel calmly, waiting for the green light to come.
“Because you’re always so busy and tired, I couldn’t bear looking at you like that. I think it’s good for me to drive you to work, rather than letting you bringing your own car, you know-it’s going to add another burden for you, I mean just look at so many cars here in the morning-”
“No, Chanyeol. Why?”
He turns around and smiles widely with a crinkle on his nose and those silly twitching eyes that Baekhyun likes to kiss every night before they went to sleep.
“Because I love you, silly!”
The green light came up, coinciding with him turning his attention to the street again, unaware of Baekhyun trying hard to not to cry beside him.
-
Chanyeol fell asleep on the couch. Apparently those cups of coffee did not do him any good, and the clock keeps ticking while there are no signs of Baekhyun coming home early. He wasn’t able to pick him up from work today because he’s busy as well for the preparation of his new painting’s exhibition that’s going to be held as soon as possible. He texted him to inform that he will come home late, but it turns out that Baekhyun is always the latest one to do so and he begins to getting accustomed to that.
The door strikes open at exactly 01.00, he showed up at the door with his jacket draped on his arm, necktie is messily placed around his collar, and his hair looking disheveled really bad. He’s surprised to see the couch is empty, Chanyeol is not waiting for him that night and he wondered why. Maybe he found out about what he did behind his back, maybe he’s sick of him playing games in front of his eyes, pretending that everything’s been well and going like it supposed to when it’s not. Maybe Chanyeol doesn’t care about him anymore, thoughts coming up inside his head as he terrifiedly rushes to their bedroom only to find the younger guy lying on the bed with the formal clothes he wears for his exhibition, socks still covering his feet.
“Channie.” He calls out to him as he climbs onto the bed, right beside him, snuggling his back which facing him unwelcoming, unfriendly.
He didn’t say a thing as his body goes up and down , breathing regularly. Baekhyun knew that he’s not asleep yet and that he’s been waiting for him to come home but not on the couch, just not on the couch. Must be because of he’s sick of waiting for him to come home in a middle of the night.
“Chanyeol-ah? I’m home.”
A long silence.
“I’m sorry. I knew that you knew yet I still have the guts to face you whenever I came home, you know, when you told me back in the car while you’re driving me to work, that you love me, I was about to cry. If you’re looking at me for more than that I could burst out tearing right then. If I could only tell you how sorry I am-”
Chanyeol turns around and circles his arms around the smaller figure beside him, wrapping him like a little baby going to sleep. He tucks his head onto his shoulder and pats his head caringly.
“It took you so long.”
“I... I... you... I’m so sorry.”
He could feel the warmest tears streaming onto his sleeve, he pulls him even closer and hugs him tighter than before.
“I know.”
Baekhyun’s little snort is filling the silence and he starts shedding tears again.
“Don't cry, please. It makes me sad to see you like this.”
“I was really wrong, wasn't I?”
Chanyeol took a deep breath and blows it off above his head and starts drawing some invisible circles on his shoulder before he finally looks down to take a look on Baekhyun's red eyes and swollen face.
“I love you.”
He says as he raised his head, their eyes met and Chanyeol's stares softens instantly.
“I love you too, Baekhyunnie.”
He gave him a kiss on the forehead and they fell asleep not too long after that, leaving all the problems peacefully for awhile.
a/n: i know, it's really cheesy isn't it? i was being so pathetic by holding my tears back when i made this. anyway this is my first guyxguy fic evahhh! let me know if it's sucks.
Wordcount: 3,270
Pairing: Baekyeol, tiny weenie beenie Baekai
Summary: Chanyeol loves Baekhyun. Baekhyun loves Chanyeol too. But one day, he made a mistake.
Genre: slight angst
It’s just another late night arrival from Baekhyun when the clock shows 01.30 quietly on the wall. Chanyeol was just starting to drop his head drowsily onto the couch while the door clicks open, revealing the shorter guy with his necktie slightly loosen up and his jacket draped on his arm. He was putting on his usual extent irresistible smile, his eyes crinkling yet suffering from nasty bags under, despite having a very tired overall appearances, Chanyeol could still found him really adorable.
“Ah, you’re asleep already?” he will also says.
Just like the same repeated scenes over and over again, every nights, every dinners, every dates, and basically just every day. But Chanyeol would calmly reply with a hum or a tired smile. Byun Baekhyun had been doing that for about three months already now, he’s been acting weird and focusing too much on his Smartphone (“it’s relevant with the marketing deal, Channie.”) and he would smile hesitatingly before nodding in understanding. That night was supposed to be their 2nd anniversary dinner together, and he already promised him that he won’t come too late, that he will make it before 10, that he will also help with the table regulation. For so many times-he lost count-he stood him up, again.
“You said you won’t be home too late. But it’s... 01.30 now.”
Chanyeol lets out a big lazy yawn while rubbing his eyes continuously as he turns his head around to see the digital clock hanging on their living room.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry, the meeting was very abrupt. I can’t say no to the head trustee because this was-”
“Really important, I know.”
“Yes.”
There was a long silence after that. Baekhyun took a deep breath and puts his jacket besides the drowsy guy and heads off to the bathroom, indirectly avoiding what could be happening between them next. Chanyeol just watched him walking away silently and gets up as well to clean everything off the table before he goes to sleep.
“What are you doing?”
He turns around finding Baekhyun with a toothbrush inside his mouth, the buttons on his shirt are opened enucleating his bare skin of chest, and he’s scratching it ignorantly, eyes questioning every single moves the taller guy made.
“Cleaning off the table, what else does it look like?”
He frowns upon the reply and took a step closer.
“What’s wrong?”
Chanyeol skims his fair looking fingers on his shoulder softly and continues bringing the plates to the kitchen sink. He throws away all the foods on the table, slowly and expressionless.
“Nothing.”
He keeps putting his deadpan expression while washing the China carefully, rinsing it thoroughly and repeated the same motion towards several others beside the sink. Baekhyun stood beside him and brushes his teeth while still keeping his eyes on the tall figure standing so less animated in front of him.
“Do you want a cup of coffee? I’ll make you one, I’ll just gargle for awhile and get my pajamas, is that okay?” he’s mumbling incoherently as he brushes the molar at the inside back of his mouth.
Chanyeol finished all the dishes and dries his hands off before he turns around to face him and smiles nonchalantly, “I’ve been drinking at least 3 cups of coffee while waiting for you to come home. Now get some sleep, you have to go to work early for tomorrow, and I got a painting to work on.”
“But-”
“Just sleep. Good night, Baekhyunnie.”
-
It was not the bad assumption but Chanyeol had also proven the fact that Baekhyun is cheating on him. Like how he once heard a guy’s voice echoing through the corridor just outside of their apartment, heading towards the door, and how Baekhyun would acknowledge it awkwardly as the delivery guy. Whose delivering at midnight. An interesting excuse to be used, he would think to himself. Other facts were when he coincidently steals a glance towards his dialed phone when the guy’s busy showering, the caller ID often shows ‘Kai’ on the screen. The first time it occurred, he really thought it’s someone from his office. The second time it occurred, he thought maybe the deal is getting serious. The third time and the nth time it occurred, he finally threw all of his positive thoughts away.
That night was yet another it’s-going-to-be-a-really-awkward-night for both of them, Chanyeol could feel it even before he would make a call to inform that he might gone home late. He brew a cup of coffee before he slouched his long feet off on the couch, turning the TV on and continuously changing the channels, eventually stops at some rebroadcast cooking show and tried hard to pay the littlest attention to it. His mind is not even there, flying off somewhere.
~o~
He remembers it like it was just yesterday. The day when he met Byun Baekhyun for the first time ever and frankly it’s not really something precious to be remembered for a long term. Well maybe it was. It occurred in a coffee shop where Chanyeol usually ordered his Grande Americano with two packs of sugar included, just like his everyday order, (Kyungsoo described it as a bitter-boring order). He was waiting for his coffee’s name to be called out and he would read a new edition magazine placed just beside the door entrance by doing so.
“Hey, your bitter-boring order’s up!”
Chanyeol looks up from the reading and walked slowly towards the ordering table. Just then, Kyungsoo puts up another glass of coffee and shouted its name to call the buyer upfront.
“Caramel frappucino!”
He took his cup of coffee and put it on his desk while keep on checking the magazine back and forth, besides it’s still too hot for his tongue to take in. A sound of stomping feet and a several angry complainings finally succeeded in stealing his attention, upon that he sipped in the Americano coffee and frowned his brows together immediately.
“I ordered for a caramel frappuccino. Are you sure you’re giving me the right order??”
“I am really sure, sir. I never once am giving out the wrong order towards the customer.” Kyungsoo replied back confidently, his dark eyes are growing bigger in self defense.
“Well, employee of the month, can you start by explaining my sweet, creamy caramel frappuccino that suddenly turned into an astonishingly bitter, black, feels-rough-in-my-mouth coffee which you just gave me??!” the customer shouted angrily towards the confused and startled guy behind the cashier.
“Excuse me, sir? Yes, I think we accidentally switched our coffees earlier.” Chanyeol showed up and Kyungsoo quietly lets out a relieve sigh, he just saved him from a tragic disaster.
“What?” the shorter guy turned around, his small eyes are squinting deeply, growing even with his furrowing eyebrows, and he looked really, really, upset.
“Umm... you see, my friend here-Kyungsoo-has never sent out a false order, believe me. And I’m highly assured that this is not my coffee either, judging by how sweet it tastes.”
“Yes, believe him. See here? I’m really the employee of the month, fyi.”
Kyungsoo points at the golden picture frame with his picture smiling proudly inside hanging right beside the cash machine.
“Are you kidding me?” The guy burst into laughter and shook his head in disbelief.
That was just how Park Chanyeol and Byun Baekhyun got to know each other, continued with some casual talks about 'where do you work?' and 'omg our offices are standing just across the block!' talk about fate.
The number turned slowly to 02.00, and that’s when the door exactly chants out the familiar clicking sound at the knob before it slowly moves aside to let in the ever beloved guy he’s longing to hold and hug like he used to. The guy that used to be home earlier than he is, scooting his entire body closer to him whenever they’re going to sleep and later going to draw randomly on his back with his long, slender fingers before he eventually stopped and snores his heavy exhausted breath in his sleep. Chanyeol missed that Baekhyun very much and he just needs to find some times to tell him all of that, without him being all busy and coming home late. He needs some times with just both of them alone. But when will it happen exactly, he’s not really sure.
He watches Baekhyun slowly walking around while also eyeing him from afar as he removes his necktie.
“Have you eaten?”
“I have delivery along the way. You?”
“I have either.”
“Good.”
“Yeah.”
~o~
“You remember a puppy we saw yesterday at that pet shop across your favorite brunch resto?”
It was one of those times that your partner wanted to keep an animal-a puppy, to be exact-inside the house, inside your apartment. Chanyeol slightly tilted his head while keeping his eyes on the road and his hands firmly on the steering wheel.
“Nope. What about it?”
“I want it.”
“Umm... no, Baekhyun. No, you can’t have it.”
“Why can’t I?” he turned to face him with his eyebrows united and his lips pouted.
“You remember what happened to Gigi?”
“Well Gigi is in a different case, Channie. I am able to keep another one now, I am completely capable. Okay? So can you please, pleeeaase give me just about $200? I already have $150 saved.”
“No.”
“Channnnnnie, please.”
The thing about Baekhyun that he cannot resist the most is that he’s full of aegyo. The specific suppression upon the letter ‘N’ in his nickname that he used to chant is very adorable in his point of view, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of having a dog in their shared apartment. Besides, he’s more of a cat person.
But, despite of all his personal opinions including his own arguments about how he likes cats more than dogs, he ended up buying the puppy he wanted with his money. Although the puppy ended up being sent to an animal care because of the lack of attentions from both of them, Chanyeol didn’t once go upset towards him. Not even blaming his irresponsibility towards the innocent puppy and just voluntarily gave it away.
He’s just too in love to be upset.
“Well, that is your problem, dude. You’re too soft towards him. You have to be harsh once in a time to show him who’s in charge. If you keep being like this, then, I’m not surprised if someday he might be cheating from you.”
Kyungsoo nonchalantly spoke the C word while wiping one of the tables in the coffee shop when Chanyeol dropped by being a frequent visitor like he usually does and fortuitously shared the guts he’s been keeping for months.
“Okay, cassanova. You’re the expert in this, and I see you with 0 boyfriend or girlfriend.”
“Tsk. I’m telling you! I’m your friend, okay? It would be better if you could just listen to my advices occasionally. I’m not going to bring you down by telling something you don’t know.” He gasped and quickly covered his mouth with both of his hands, like some kind of gossiping high school girls in those dramas Baekhyun likes to watch.
“Telling something I don’t know, you say? Like what?”
“Umm.... ummm....”
“Like what, Do Kyungsoo?”
“Like... Baekhyuncomingherewithaguyandtheylookreallycomfortablewitheachother-but that’s what my co-worker said because it wasn’t my shift that time, so-”
That was before Chanyeol threw away all the positiveness inside his head, that was before he would assume that he’s being a cheater behind his back, and that was before he felt that willing to do everything for Baekhyun is ridiculous. So he said, “I didn’t believe you.”
-
Baekhyun was the typical loving and caring boyfriend anyone could ever got out there. He’s funny, he’s smart, and despite his body’s height he’s lucky to have a cute face like that. Unfortunately being not single is the status he’s been carrying for over a year and a half now, however people are still trying to reach out and catch him as well. Just like how that mysterious looking guy with a thick eye bags from the marketing section starts hitting on him since a few months ago, he turned him down with ‘Chanyeol’ as his main reason. But, somehow, his detachment seems to slowly faded away when the new intern guy took position across his cubicle a few weeks ago. Not to mention he’s the one that has been chosen to be the supervisor of his internship.
Advancing from just acquaintances to switching emails and phone numbers, to a nice brunch, to a late dinner, and even a cup of coffee between their breaks. Baekhyun knew very well that what he’s been doing is far from right but he can’t stand the waste of that rich tanned skin, full flushing pink lips, and long slender legs walking so innocent yet seductive around his area from the day he stepped his foot inside the office until all the workers start to pluck out their absence cards from the attendant scanner machine.
His phone vibrates twice marking a message coming in and he steal a quick glance to the younger guy who’s tidying up his desk; clueless of his surroundings, waiting for him to call him out to their appointments after the work is done. Baekhyun is yet willing to stand up the hopeless guy whom waiting for him patiently at home until he comes whenever the time is.
Hi. I’ll pick u up?
His lips twitched in guilt upon reading the text and he made a contemplating gaze towards Kai whom slowly approaching him, ready to go.
Yeah. Sounds great, I’m really tired.
The reply message came less than a minute, Great. Wait for me.
He locked his phone and puts it into the pocket, raising his head up to face Kai whom looking down at him, also smiling.
“Hey, Kai. I don’t think I can go. I... I need to go home.”
“Was it your boyfriend?” he smirks knowingly.
Baekhyun locks his stares towards his and bites his lower lips before he slightly nods and exhales deeply.
“That’s okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
What? No. He didn’t want to start any of those ‘I’ll see you tomorrow’ anymore. Baekhyun felt guilty enough for everything and he knows exactly what he has to do.
Kai turned around straight to the elevator and disappears as the door slides closed, bringing him down to the lower level of the building. Baekhyun pinched the bridge of his nose and took in yet another deep breath. His phone vibrates in his pocket and this time, he’s calling instead of text messaging.
“I’m here.”
“Great!” he answered with that slight contrived tone in his voice, hoping he wouldn’t realize, “I’ll come down in a few minutes.”
The very next days after that, Chanyeol would wake up early in the morning to cook him breakfast, got his suit ready, drives him to work, and also picking him up from work. Baekhyun would occasionally ask about his paintings and he’s going to hum happily about a new exhibition that will be held in a short time. He tend to apologize often towards Kai who’s now taking his turn to be slightly hopeless and desperate upon the unfortunate situation happening between him, his supervisor slash crush, and his boyfriend.
“Why are you doing this?”
One morning on their way to Baekhyun’s office, he asked abruptly from the passenger’s seat. Been turning his head to completely look at him sitting behind the wheel calmly, waiting for the green light to come.
“Because you’re always so busy and tired, I couldn’t bear looking at you like that. I think it’s good for me to drive you to work, rather than letting you bringing your own car, you know-it’s going to add another burden for you, I mean just look at so many cars here in the morning-”
“No, Chanyeol. Why?”
He turns around and smiles widely with a crinkle on his nose and those silly twitching eyes that Baekhyun likes to kiss every night before they went to sleep.
“Because I love you, silly!”
The green light came up, coinciding with him turning his attention to the street again, unaware of Baekhyun trying hard to not to cry beside him.
-
Chanyeol fell asleep on the couch. Apparently those cups of coffee did not do him any good, and the clock keeps ticking while there are no signs of Baekhyun coming home early. He wasn’t able to pick him up from work today because he’s busy as well for the preparation of his new painting’s exhibition that’s going to be held as soon as possible. He texted him to inform that he will come home late, but it turns out that Baekhyun is always the latest one to do so and he begins to getting accustomed to that.
The door strikes open at exactly 01.00, he showed up at the door with his jacket draped on his arm, necktie is messily placed around his collar, and his hair looking disheveled really bad. He’s surprised to see the couch is empty, Chanyeol is not waiting for him that night and he wondered why. Maybe he found out about what he did behind his back, maybe he’s sick of him playing games in front of his eyes, pretending that everything’s been well and going like it supposed to when it’s not. Maybe Chanyeol doesn’t care about him anymore, thoughts coming up inside his head as he terrifiedly rushes to their bedroom only to find the younger guy lying on the bed with the formal clothes he wears for his exhibition, socks still covering his feet.
“Channie.” He calls out to him as he climbs onto the bed, right beside him, snuggling his back which facing him unwelcoming, unfriendly.
He didn’t say a thing as his body goes up and down , breathing regularly. Baekhyun knew that he’s not asleep yet and that he’s been waiting for him to come home but not on the couch, just not on the couch. Must be because of he’s sick of waiting for him to come home in a middle of the night.
“Chanyeol-ah? I’m home.”
A long silence.
“I’m sorry. I knew that you knew yet I still have the guts to face you whenever I came home, you know, when you told me back in the car while you’re driving me to work, that you love me, I was about to cry. If you’re looking at me for more than that I could burst out tearing right then. If I could only tell you how sorry I am-”
Chanyeol turns around and circles his arms around the smaller figure beside him, wrapping him like a little baby going to sleep. He tucks his head onto his shoulder and pats his head caringly.
“It took you so long.”
“I... I... you... I’m so sorry.”
He could feel the warmest tears streaming onto his sleeve, he pulls him even closer and hugs him tighter than before.
“I know.”
Baekhyun’s little snort is filling the silence and he starts shedding tears again.
“Don't cry, please. It makes me sad to see you like this.”
“I was really wrong, wasn't I?”
Chanyeol took a deep breath and blows it off above his head and starts drawing some invisible circles on his shoulder before he finally looks down to take a look on Baekhyun's red eyes and swollen face.
“I love you.”
He says as he raised his head, their eyes met and Chanyeol's stares softens instantly.
“I love you too, Baekhyunnie.”
He gave him a kiss on the forehead and they fell asleep not too long after that, leaving all the problems peacefully for awhile.
a/n: i know, it's really cheesy isn't it? i was being so pathetic by holding my tears back when i made this. anyway this is my first guyxguy fic evahhh! let me know if it's sucks.