{exo} Let me love you (1/2)
Let me love you.
| Pairing: Baekhyun/You | Rating: pg-13 | Word count:1,535 |
Piano playing with Baekhyun.
Note: Written for Leonie. heh
Let Me Love You
♥
“Would you like me to teach you how to play piano?”
Baekhyun kisses the skin behind your left ear. Frozen in anticipation, you remain seated with your hands lying on top of his now still fingers.
Without the melody coming from the piano, everything feels barred open, as if all your senses were heightened; the sound of leaves crinkling against the large window in front of the piano, the bitter after taste of a dried throat, the clean vanilla scent coming from the figure behind you, the warmth climbing up from your neck to your cheeks, the rough skin of slightly chapped lips.
Overwhelmed, you look towards the window ahead which is large enough to reflect two figures and a large piano. With blooming cheeks, you come in contact with Baekhyun’s piercing gaze through the glass. Maintaining eye contact, he purses his lips, as if to tease you, and blows at the joining of your neck and shoulder. Shivers run down your arms and you instinctively move your head to the left, still feeling the presence of his breath.
“Stand up, dear.”
You cautiously stand up, making sure not to scrape the chair as you do so. Looking through the window you see Baekhyun lift the seat up and place it further back, before taking a seat down on the long cushion. His arms wrap around your waist and quickly pull you down unto his lap, hair spreading out and arms flailing. Hearing him give a light laugh, you tilt your head up to look up at his face, a smile spreading on your own. Greeting your smile with a large one, he squeezes you tightly and gives another laugh.
“What piece would you like to learn?” Baekhyun says, placing his chin into the curve of your neck.
“The one you were playing before we-, “You cut off the sentence, directing your eyes to the piano. Lifting your hands, you hesitantly place a finger on a white key then another and now you find yourself playing a simpler tune to what you had heard before.
“Of course a beautiful girl like you would be able to play piano by ear,” You smile to yourself hearing this compliment. “Or was it because you were focusing on our hands so intently earlier on?” Hearing this question with a teasing tone, you incline your head at the truth of his words.
“Why don’t we start from the beginning?”
After hearing Baekhyun play the piece on a loop earlier made learning things easier. He helped you with your small stumbles, gave out pointers with how to remember what to play next and made jokes along the way, making you laugh in delight.
You ponder about how it seemed like there were two sides to Byun Baekhyun, with one side of him being playful and wearing large grins then another side where he pierces you with heated gazes and dizzies you with his tongue. There was still the reminder of how he peppered kisses to the left side of your face earlier, making you wonder whether he had any plans to advance on them or-
“It seems you can play the whole thing without much mistakes now,” Baekhyun exclaims happily. “Try playing the whole piece without my help.”
Smiling, you place your fingers on the keys and naturally your fingers glide over the stripes of the piano. Throughout playing, you can hear the soft hums of affirmation in your ear. By the end of the long piece, you can feel the knit of concentration between your eyebrows come undone.
“How was it?” Tilting your head up, you blow air into your cheeks and poke out your tongue. He grabs your tongue captive between his thumb and forefinger then sticks out his bottom lip. “It’s not fair that you learned this much more easily than I did. Play for me again.” He says petulantly, like a child.
“You ha to leggo oh my tongue,” You try pronouncing the words accurately but incoherent noises come out instead. Baekhyun finally releases your dry tongue before saying, “This time while you’re playing, I’ll try to distract you and if you make more than three mistakes, I get to order you to do anything I want you to. If you succeed playing with no more than three mistakes, you get to order me to do whatever you want. Deal?”
“What makes you think I need five chances?” You laugh lightly, eyes sparkling when you make contact with his eyes.
“You just might need them,” is all Baekhyun says before his forefinger and thumb disappear into his mouth. Pursing his lips around his fingers, he sucks them out with a ‘pop’. You stare at his fingers which were just holding your tongue, now glistening with his saliva. Your eyes dart quickly to his tongue poking out to lick his bottom lip, to be swiped with his thumb.
“Are you starting any time soon?”
Hearing his voice snaps you out of your daze. Not completely but enough to remember the first note to play. After the second, then the third, the following notes come to you naturally, which makes you secretly cheer for yourself.
Of course it is only calm waters, before a big wave comes to envelop you.
You feel your hair gathering to the right side of your neck, with probing fingers tickling your skin. A small smile creeps up on your face for him being considerate, that however, is not the case this time when you feel something wet exploring the side of your neck. Startled, you accidentally hit the wrong key before you quickly reprimand yourself, hoping Baekhyun hadn’t noticed the mistake.
“One,” he says, continuing to lick your neck.
Up and down. Up and down. His tongue strokes your neck in the same pattern before latching his lips around a section. You can feel the suction from his mouth, his tongue circling your skin. Unconsciously, you relax into the warmth of his mouth.
His fingers trail down the sides of your arms, tickling your skin. His hands wander down to the bottom of your top, fingering the material. One handedly, he lifts your top up placing his palm over your stomach. Instinctively, you suck in your stomach and try to move away from the hand, which in turn breaks the melody of the piano. You find that there isn’t much space to move with the figure sitting underneath you.
“What’s wrong, darling?” Baekhyun asks, worry laced in his voice.
Instead of giving an answer, you try standing up but you find yourself getting pulled down upon Baekhyun’s lap again.
“Darling, are you feeling okay? If you feel uncomfortable, let’s stop here and maybe some other day we can-”
“No, it’s not that,” you interrupt. You bite your lip and swipe your tongue out of nervous habit. “ I still want to, uh, to do things with you but I just don’t feel...I just don’t feel like you want to do those things with me.”
You feel Baekhyun loosen his arms, which were woven tightly around your stomach. Confused and with so many thoughts racing through your mind, you stand up. With your back to him, you think about what could be going through his head. When you take a step to grab your bag off the piano, you hear the scraping of wood against the tiles.
With renewed hope that Baekhyun wanted to say something, you turn around. When you move your head up to make contact with his eyes, your vision is blurred by soft material. You place your hand behind you to pull the material off your head, but fingers wrap around your wrist restricting movement.
“What are you doing, pulling this beanie off?” He re-arranges the beanie so that your eyes are able to see his doe eyes looking intently at you. He grabs the thick scarf thrown on the piano and wraps it around you, making sure to cover your ears.
“I feel like a burrito, right now,” you say. Now, you think that maybe he’s going to overlook what happened just then.
“I’m wrapping you up like a beautiful, snug burrito because it’s snowing outside and I don’t want you to get cold,” he pauses to pat down your hair. “I don’t ever want to make you do things you don’t want to do, okay? I love you, Leonie. I really do. I love you with your weird humour and all your insecurities.”
“You’re my special puppy, remember?” he places a kiss on the top of your head and grins shyly at you.
You then crash into his chest, giant puffball and all. You wrap your hands around him and squeeze his waist tightly. With your face pressed against his sweater, you breathe in his smell and exhale. You can feel the edges of your lips lifting from ear to ear, from listening to what he said.
“I’m sorry I don’t do as much for you as you do for me,” your voice muffled into his chest. “Thank you for everything. I love you too, Baekhyun.”
Lifting your head up, you lift your arms up to pull his neck lower and close the gap between your lips.
♥
A/N: Finally finished the first part yay! Hope you like it c: