Chanyeol Oppa
♦ Chanyeol Oppa♦
"Without Fire, there would be no Light.
Chanyeol was the fire that ignited Baekhyun's light."
- jessi.
Baekhyun sat in the corner, staring at the television but his vision was actually watching out for the male that is seated on the couch, all folded to himself, lost in his own world.
He wanted to talk to him and to settle things already because he didn't like it when Chanyeol was mad at him. Baekhyun felt like his self-confidence would drop to nothing whenever Chanyeol's eyes never brushed his way, or when the younger refused to acknowledge his presence at all.
Baekhyun crawled slowly towards the still unaffected one. Baekhyun's heart pounded because it's been a long time since Chanyeol had actually given him the cold shoulder.
"C-Chanyeol..." He started, but he saw how the younger wanted to do nothing but to ignore him for the day.
A rumbling pain came crawling into his chest, a burning lump on his throat and before Baekhyun knew it, he was already crying and he felt stupid because he shouldn't be trying to win Chanyeol's attention over by shedding baby-tears.
Sniffing in the need to let out a sound, Baekhyun bit his trembling lips. The sun had gone down and the lights remained turned off, Chanyeol didn't dare bat him an eyelid as he picked himself up. He fondled with the hem of his shirt, not daring to look at Chanyeol because he knew it would cause him to really want to cry in front of him. So before he did it, Baekhyun sniffed in a big amount of air before he spoke up, "I-I guess y-you won't want to t-talk to me... I-I'll just..." Baekhyun blinked the tears back quickly and turned around, his words drowned by the voices from the television.
He quickly headed into their shared bedroom, seeing that their beds were put back to each side of the room, he figured that Chanyeol had finally let the cleaners return them to how they were originally, not even bothering to connect them back together at the center.
Chanyeol's really mad at him, it seems.
Sniffing and letting out a small sound as the tears he held back finally came down, Baekhyun climbed onto his bed and pulled the blanket above his head so he was hidden underneath. He begged himself to stop tearing up, but the burn in his chest told him it wasn't enough. His head was aching from all the tears, from the emotional pain that he's suddenly putting himself through. The dead air and the pitch black that is his surroundings intensified it even more that his sobs turned to cries, fists balled up in frustration because his thoughts were going down somewhere it shouldn't be going to anymore.
Baekhyun could hear it coming back to him--
He could hear him panting above him and Baekhyun didn't know what was reality and what was not anymore.
He saw nothing but him, his fears conjuring up that person's face and he could see him so clearly in the dark.
"No-- No, I don't want--" He muttered, his eyes going wide as he relived the memory.
Baekhyun shivered in fear as if he was thrown back to the past.
He could see it all happening all over again and his breathing is labored.
"N-no... Please hyung--"
"Baekhyun! Baekhyun wake up!"
He was shaking.
Baekhyun's body shook in fear, his tears have made it out as emotions from the past, buried fears are all of a sudden in the surface.
He doesn't recognize Chanyeol. Who is he?
Baekhyun's mind is frozen in the past, and he's tongue-tied not knowing what to say.
"Baekhyun...?" The male above him spoke again and the lights are turned on.
His eyes are aching from the light, and he continues to shiver in fear, his mind still stuck in the remembrance of him.
"Baekhyun, talk to me."
But Baekhyun wouldn't.
His tears keep coming and he's scared that he's going to wake up from this dream, from this safety. Above him there's Chanyeol. There's the man that saved him, the person that helped him lead a normal life again despite the inhumane things he had to go through. Above him, there's love. The only person that he's ever let into his heart and gave his all. Chanyeol, the only person that gave him the chance to be alive, the only one that gave him a second chance in everything that he'd already given up on a long time ago.
Losing Chanyeol would be losing himself all over again. And Baekhyun feared it. Maybe it's because he's grown too fond of the younger-- Maybe it's because he already loves Chanyeol beyond love itself.
Baekhyun's feelings for him are much more than love. Baekhyun wouldn't know what to do without Chanyeol, because without Chanyeol, Baekhyun would probably still be in his clutches. He would have continued to wither away.
"Chanyeol...?" Baekhyun whispered as if his name carried all the precious meanings in the world.
The younger embraced him, his body limp from emotional exhaustion and he hears the boy breathe into his ear, "I'm here."
Chanyeol's hands are wrapped around him, keeping him safe from any harm. His heart is aching so much because he knows he's relying too much on Chanyeol. Fighting back his eyes from shutting, Baekhyun tries to release himself from Chanyeol but the younger stops him, "Don't. Don't try, Baek."
"I don't want to be a burden to you..." He whispered, finally revealing his biggest fear. "You're going to regret choosing to be with me one day, Chanyeol."
"When did I ever?"
"... But you find me frustrating, right? That's a start." He whimpered, tears coming back to haunt him again but for another reason.
Baekhyun made a move to rest himself back in bed, wanting to dismiss his nightmare, but he's constricted as Chanyeol's arms are wrapped around him, keeping him there close against his chest. "I don't find you frustrating."
"Y-you do, I know you do." He whispers back, "You got mad at me because I did something earlier tod--"
"Because I told you to never call anyone else that except for me." The younger explained, voice calming him.
Baekhyun rested himself against the younger. In the dead of the night, Baekhyun's pounding heart looked for a way to calm as he gulped every fear back into its cage, "I didn't mean t-to... It was a slip of the tongue... O..ppa."
For others, it would seem like some sort of kink but it wasn't for Baekhyun's case. Things... Happened in the past that prevented Baekhyun from moving forward. In him, there's fear with every decision he made. In him, there's the need to depend on someone else, Baekhyun was long ago disabled from making his own decisions.
Chanyeol found him different at first. He was unlike anyone, but that's what drew him closer to the older. Though Baekhyun was supposed to be mature compared to him, Chanyeol knew then and there that Baekhyun needed someone. He needed someone like him. Like Chanyeol-- And what was supposed to be something out of pity blossomed into genuine love. The more Chanyeol saw of Baekhyun, the more he learned of a shard of what made him like this, he only grew to love him. Each day was a journey to knowing the mystery that is Byun Baekhyun.
Baekhyun's breathing steadies, finally. He's calmed down and despite the pain still lingering in his heart, he felt very close to fine as Chanyeol continued to hold him close. He doesn't know why but with Chanyeol, everything is okay. As long as Baekhyun knew Chanyeol would be around, Baekhyun could breathe like a human is supposed to.
Silence broke when Chanyeol's other arm removed itself from his frame, landing onto his chest where his heart is supposedly placed, "Does it still hurt?"
He shakes his head in response and he efforts himself up, moving to face the man that Baekhyun so desperately loves, "I'm okay."
"Are you sure?" Chanyeol repeats and he nods slowly.
Baekhyun hummed, picking himself up, Chanyeol saw how he held his wrist much like how he would be visited by that vicious dream. That vicious scar that left him a wreck like this.
Chanyeol was quick to grab him back, retrieve him because he finally notices that though Baekhyun's body was done shivering, his eyes were still seeing everything that he should have forgotten by now. Chanyeol could see that there are things that are playing at Baekhyun's thoughts. And he wants to erase them all away.
So he pulls Baekhyun close to him, and kisses him cautiously, afraid that he would frighten the older away.
Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun as he continued to kiss him, light nipping at his lower lip, Chanyeol again and again pulled back only to peck him small ones. He waited for until Baekhyun finally processed what was happening, quickly meeting him half way so they would fit each other's lips perfectly like they always do.
"Chan--" Baekhyun breathes his name, and he proceeds.
Chanyeol wants to erase it. He wants to turn back time and save Baekhyun earlier than he did-- If he could he would've done it already.
Whispers of promises left Chanyeol's lips with every kiss that landed against Baekhyun's swollen ones. The older was blushing underneath him, and they are squeezed on the single bed. Chanyeol asked himself why he had to induce Baekhyun's trauma. He makes a mental note to stop himself from bursting at the older, because he wanted to never remind Baekhyun of his fearful past.
Baekhyun's arms have made its way around Chanyeol's neck. He's proceeded to lay them properly in bed, his clothes rode up to his chest and Chanyeol's hands are feeling him up while his lips busied onto his neck.
Each kiss was precious, each kiss was a reminder that Baekhyun has him. Chanyeol would never exchange Baekhyun for the world. Not this. Not what they have together.
Baekhyun's lips tremble at the sensations that are going through into his system. There is a mixture of lust, of love, the need and the impatience to have Chanyeol embracing him because it was all that Baekhyun needed in the world.
A tear escapes his eye and he opens them to find the younger staring lovingly at him.
"You can call out to me, Baekhyun."
"O-" Baekhyun's lips trembled as the word conjured into his head, "Oppa."
"Chanyeol oppa..."
Chanyeol kisses the tear away, returns to holding him intimately. Their clothes are discarded onto the floor and Baekhyun is positioned differently. He's half-seated against the wall, back sliding towards the younger.
Both bare in front of the other, Chanyeol continued to declare his love for Baekhyun, each dying with the older's call for his name, each dying with the word that Baekhyun had grown subconsciously attached to.
A finger sent Baekhyun to shut his eyes as he refused the thought another time. Trauma kicking back in, but he tries very hard not to let it win him over. It wasn't him. It's Chanyeol. It's his Chanyeol...
The second finger had Baekhyun adjusting. His thoughts are somewhere with him now and he stares at the younger man that is there in front of him. Baekhyun could feel him inside him, his fingers moving cautiously, easing him and relaxing him all at the same time...
The third finger reminded Baekhyun of the worst, but he tried so very hard not to remember. Chanyeol kissed him passionately, their tongues dancing in perfect sync as if it had told of a love story that was born to happen. It told of a fate where Chanyeol and Baekhyun would eventually meet, despite what time. They would meet and fall in love just like they did now, and they would always find themselves embracing one another, staying together in permanent bliss just by being together.
Baekhyun held himself as Chanyeol carefully spread his legs apart. His length hard against his belly, Baekhyun's memory is replaced, one by one by now. By what's happening now and it's Chanyeol claiming him for himself.
Inside Baekhyun, there's warmth. Inside Baekhyun, there's the unexplainable feeling that he was definite to never find with someone else. There is the burning sensation inside him that yearned for Chanyeol. There are the words that are begging to escape him, words that are begging to be said as Chanyeol slowly eased inside of him.
The younger drank every whines that escaped him, replace it each with love and concern, Chanyeol very slowly fought all his monsters. Each movement was Chanyeol's claim in every dark spot in his thoughts, each push was Chanyeol engraving himself inside him.
Chanyeol, every thrust made, every whine of pleasure that he made Baekhyun spill was a promise of forever.
It was a whisper of eternal commitment, something only Chanyeol was capable of doing.
Baekhyun shivered in pleasure as Chanyeol embracing him. Each suck onto his skin, and finally.
Finally, Baekhyun saw something that was similar to light. Similar to what he hoped for in a very long time to see. It wasn't light-- It was fire... In Chanyeol's eyes was the fiery gaze of his claim. His claim that is Baekhyun.
And Baekhyun would never ask for more.
Chanyeol was more than enough for him.
A/N: this was aimed for kink. but guess who failed? dammit i love chanbaek so much it hurts T T | This goes out to all my chanbaek babies ; - ; bbdoro, kim, nicki, saem, steph, jam, mari and cza. yes cza. i'm watching u.
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