Close Your Eyes One Last Time
close your eyes one last time
chanyeol/baekhyun
1421 words; pg-13
made for exollent, who requested something at this post. requests are, indeed, still open. we just take an incredibly long time. but any, here you are! mafi karo, itna acha nahi hai ): ek aur chees, mein aapko thea bulasucteho exollent mein? (one day i will fix my romanization, i swear.) anyway, without further ado, in which chanyeol is an assassin out to kill baekhyun, except he isn't very good at his job.
Chanyeol's out to get Baekhyun.
The thing about it is that Baekhyun's always known that Chanyeol's been after him. However, Chanyeol's never been much of a threat, not really, so he doesn't bother to set up extra security or wear bulletproof vests, or even so much as flinch when he sees Chanyeol standing at the edge of his bed at night sometimes, gun in hand.
There's always a problem with the assassination attempts. Once, Chanyeol pressed the trigger to find out he had no bullets. Another time, Chanyeol tried to be cool and drag his machete along the floor, but it ended up getting stuck, and Baekhyun had to mail it back to him a week later along with the cost of the damage done to the floor. He got a letter back another week later with the amount of money and a little note saying "): sorry, i'll try to do better next time!" Baekhyun isn't sure if it's appropriate to laugh.
The day Chanyeol forgets the detonator to the explosives under Baekhyun's chair, Baekhyun laughs and motions for Chanyeol to sit down. "You might as well," he says. "It's 7AM, no one else is awake, and I'm bored."
Chanyeol does, and he laughs awkwardly and rubs his hands on his jeans. "Sure, why not? Though be prepared next time, you'll really die."
Baekhyun tries to suppress a chuckle. "Okay," he says, smiles, and gets one of his butlers to get another cup of tea for Chanyeol. "Why do we want me assassinated anyway?"
Chanyeol shrugs. "Orders from the boss. You're the son of a billionaire, though. That should be part of the reason, I guess."
"Why not just kill the billionaire, then?"
Chanyeol thinks about it for a moment. “Emotional trauma?” he tries, and they both shrug. Someone places a cup of tea in front of Chanyeol, and he eyes it suspiciously before picking it up. "This isn't poisoned, right?"
"That's your job, isn't it?" Baekhyun laughs. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Chanyeol," he says, and then they begin to talk. And talk. And talk.
Baekhyun barely manages to avoid getting hit by a car, and isn't surprised to see Chanyeol driving it. Chanyeol pulls the window down to shout profanities, but pales when he sees Baekhyun looking legitimately scared. "Are you okay?" he asks.
"Just winded," Baekhyun gasps out, and puts one hand on the side of the car. "I don't think I can stand much longer."
Chanyeol unlocks the door and tells him to get in. There's already cold sweat breaking out all over Baekhyun; Chanyeol takes pity on him and takes him out to lunch.
Baekhyun is on his way to class when he sees a large shadow next to him and looks up just in time to see a piano fall and crash into the ground next to him.
"Did I get you?" someone from above calls, and Baekhyun can't even find it in himself to be angry. He laughs and uses his hand to block the sun as he peers up into the fourth story window.
"Almost! Just off by a bit." He puts his backpack down and brushes the wood chips off of his pants.
Chanyeol sighs. "Oh, well. I dunno if I should be letting you continue on to school. I left my rifle at home though."
"That's comforting," Baekhyun calls back. "Well, we could always pretend I went into shock so that I don't have to go to class today. We can get coffee, if you want."
There's a slight pause - Chanyeol pops back into the window and Baekhyun waits patiently until the door in front of him and the piano opens. He's wearing a hoodie with a cap on it, and Chanyeol looks at Baekhyun nervously before clearing his throat. "Is this a good idea?"
"Probably not. But then again, neither is killing people." Chanyeol shrugs and tries to not look guilty. "Why'd you waste a perfectly good piano?"
"It was out of tune. Where'd you wanna go?"
The next time he tries is a week later when Baekhyun is taking the elevator to get to the fifth floor of the student relations building. The elevator jerks to a stop when something large jumps on it from above, and suddenly Baekhyun regrets taking the elevator by himself instead of the stairs.
There's an extremely loud crash coming from somewhere to the right of Baekhyun, and he'll be honest and say that he's terrified now. The elevator shakes and the shockwave throws Baekhyun to the ground, leaving him stunned, except then the hatch at the top of the elevator opens, and someone in a black jacket and familiar cap jumps down. Baekhyun tries to count all the different ways he's going to go to hell for being extremely relieved.
Chanyeol stands up and cracks his neck before turning around to a very confused Baekhyun sprawled on the floor. He groans. "Fuck, did I drop the wrong elevator lift?"
"Drop the elevator lift?"
Chanyeol reaches a hand out, and Baekhyun takes it gratefully and stumbles onto his feet. "I cut off the cable wire, so the lift fell and crashed at the bottom. I thought you were going down."
"I was on the first floor."
"Oh," Chanyeol says, then shrugs. "There's always next time."
"Guess so," Baekhyun agrees. A couple of seconds pass before Baekhyun deadpans, "We're stuck here, aren't we?"
"Yeah." He smiles awkwardly. "The electricity is cut, so I guess we'll have to wait until they realize the elevators aren't working."
"Oh," Baekhyun frowns. "Well. We can talk, I guess. We do that a lot. Would you consider us friends now? With all the talking we do."
Chanyeol shrugs. "We could be frenemies. Actually, we should go out again. What was that coffee shop we went to last time?"
"I got you a ring!" Chanyeol says eagerly and thrusts a box into Baekhyun's face. He's wearing a t-shirt and jeans now, with the same stupid cap. Baekhyun's dressed similarly this time, and he opens the box cautiously to reveal a tiny silver ring.
"This looks like a wedding band," Baekhyun teases. "Trying to propose to me?"
"I could do that," Chanyeol grins. "Death by embarassment. Want me to get on a knee?"
"Funny," Baekhyun says, and takes the ring out of the box. He slides it onto his finger. "I like it. Thanks."
Chanyeol stares at him blankly for a second, then frowns. "You don't feel like you're in pain or anything? Burning sensation?"
"No?"
"Like you're going to throw up your guts?"
"Not really."
"Not even itchy?"
"Uh-uh."
Chanyeol stares again. "Can I see that ring again?" Baekhyun hands it back, and Chanyeol spends a moment inspecting it before he sighs. "It's the wrong ring," he mumbles.
"Wrong ring? Are you cheating on me?"
"No!" Chanyeol says quickly. "It was supposed to be another assassination attempt, okay. The ring was laced with acid."
"Oh." Baekhyun looks at the ring. "Well. Can I have it anyway?"
Chanyeol shrugs and hands it back. "I'll get you another day."
"I think we're getting too casual about this."
Baekhyun invites Chanyeol to sleep over one day, which goes surprisingly well. They sing karaoke and make smores next to Baekhyun's fireplace, which Chanyeol insists is literally made out of money. They make a fort and play FIFA on Baekhyun's Xbox until late at night, when they finally go to bed.
Somewhere around 4AM, Baekhyun finds himself woken up by a loud, irregular buzzing noise. "What the hell," he mumbles and rubs at his eyes. He sits up in bed to see Chanyeol in the corner of his room, trying to get a chainsaw to work. "The fuck are you doing?" he asks.
"The chainsaw's out of batteries! I figured now would be the perfect chance to assassinate you, but this god damn thing..." Chanyeol tries to get it to work again, but it makes a low groan and stops working altogether.
They exchange glances.
"I'll get you next time," Chanyeol warns him. Baekhyun groans.
"Shut up and sleep or I will push you out the window."
Chanyeol shrugs and slides back into bed, pulling the covers over them. Another day it is.
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here is a cute gif of baekyeol aka chanyeol's seventh assassination attempt. baekhyun is mortified.
chanyeol/baekhyun
1421 words; pg-13
made for exollent, who requested something at this post. requests are, indeed, still open. we just take an incredibly long time. but any, here you are! mafi karo, itna acha nahi hai ): ek aur chees, mein aapko thea bulasucteho exollent mein? (one day i will fix my romanization, i swear.) anyway, without further ado, in which chanyeol is an assassin out to kill baekhyun, except he isn't very good at his job.
Chanyeol's out to get Baekhyun.
The thing about it is that Baekhyun's always known that Chanyeol's been after him. However, Chanyeol's never been much of a threat, not really, so he doesn't bother to set up extra security or wear bulletproof vests, or even so much as flinch when he sees Chanyeol standing at the edge of his bed at night sometimes, gun in hand.
There's always a problem with the assassination attempts. Once, Chanyeol pressed the trigger to find out he had no bullets. Another time, Chanyeol tried to be cool and drag his machete along the floor, but it ended up getting stuck, and Baekhyun had to mail it back to him a week later along with the cost of the damage done to the floor. He got a letter back another week later with the amount of money and a little note saying "): sorry, i'll try to do better next time!" Baekhyun isn't sure if it's appropriate to laugh.
The day Chanyeol forgets the detonator to the explosives under Baekhyun's chair, Baekhyun laughs and motions for Chanyeol to sit down. "You might as well," he says. "It's 7AM, no one else is awake, and I'm bored."
Chanyeol does, and he laughs awkwardly and rubs his hands on his jeans. "Sure, why not? Though be prepared next time, you'll really die."
Baekhyun tries to suppress a chuckle. "Okay," he says, smiles, and gets one of his butlers to get another cup of tea for Chanyeol. "Why do we want me assassinated anyway?"
Chanyeol shrugs. "Orders from the boss. You're the son of a billionaire, though. That should be part of the reason, I guess."
"Why not just kill the billionaire, then?"
Chanyeol thinks about it for a moment. “Emotional trauma?” he tries, and they both shrug. Someone places a cup of tea in front of Chanyeol, and he eyes it suspiciously before picking it up. "This isn't poisoned, right?"
"That's your job, isn't it?" Baekhyun laughs. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Chanyeol," he says, and then they begin to talk. And talk. And talk.
Baekhyun barely manages to avoid getting hit by a car, and isn't surprised to see Chanyeol driving it. Chanyeol pulls the window down to shout profanities, but pales when he sees Baekhyun looking legitimately scared. "Are you okay?" he asks.
"Just winded," Baekhyun gasps out, and puts one hand on the side of the car. "I don't think I can stand much longer."
Chanyeol unlocks the door and tells him to get in. There's already cold sweat breaking out all over Baekhyun; Chanyeol takes pity on him and takes him out to lunch.
Baekhyun is on his way to class when he sees a large shadow next to him and looks up just in time to see a piano fall and crash into the ground next to him.
"Did I get you?" someone from above calls, and Baekhyun can't even find it in himself to be angry. He laughs and uses his hand to block the sun as he peers up into the fourth story window.
"Almost! Just off by a bit." He puts his backpack down and brushes the wood chips off of his pants.
Chanyeol sighs. "Oh, well. I dunno if I should be letting you continue on to school. I left my rifle at home though."
"That's comforting," Baekhyun calls back. "Well, we could always pretend I went into shock so that I don't have to go to class today. We can get coffee, if you want."
There's a slight pause - Chanyeol pops back into the window and Baekhyun waits patiently until the door in front of him and the piano opens. He's wearing a hoodie with a cap on it, and Chanyeol looks at Baekhyun nervously before clearing his throat. "Is this a good idea?"
"Probably not. But then again, neither is killing people." Chanyeol shrugs and tries to not look guilty. "Why'd you waste a perfectly good piano?"
"It was out of tune. Where'd you wanna go?"
The next time he tries is a week later when Baekhyun is taking the elevator to get to the fifth floor of the student relations building. The elevator jerks to a stop when something large jumps on it from above, and suddenly Baekhyun regrets taking the elevator by himself instead of the stairs.
There's an extremely loud crash coming from somewhere to the right of Baekhyun, and he'll be honest and say that he's terrified now. The elevator shakes and the shockwave throws Baekhyun to the ground, leaving him stunned, except then the hatch at the top of the elevator opens, and someone in a black jacket and familiar cap jumps down. Baekhyun tries to count all the different ways he's going to go to hell for being extremely relieved.
Chanyeol stands up and cracks his neck before turning around to a very confused Baekhyun sprawled on the floor. He groans. "Fuck, did I drop the wrong elevator lift?"
"Drop the elevator lift?"
Chanyeol reaches a hand out, and Baekhyun takes it gratefully and stumbles onto his feet. "I cut off the cable wire, so the lift fell and crashed at the bottom. I thought you were going down."
"I was on the first floor."
"Oh," Chanyeol says, then shrugs. "There's always next time."
"Guess so," Baekhyun agrees. A couple of seconds pass before Baekhyun deadpans, "We're stuck here, aren't we?"
"Yeah." He smiles awkwardly. "The electricity is cut, so I guess we'll have to wait until they realize the elevators aren't working."
"Oh," Baekhyun frowns. "Well. We can talk, I guess. We do that a lot. Would you consider us friends now? With all the talking we do."
Chanyeol shrugs. "We could be frenemies. Actually, we should go out again. What was that coffee shop we went to last time?"
"I got you a ring!" Chanyeol says eagerly and thrusts a box into Baekhyun's face. He's wearing a t-shirt and jeans now, with the same stupid cap. Baekhyun's dressed similarly this time, and he opens the box cautiously to reveal a tiny silver ring.
"This looks like a wedding band," Baekhyun teases. "Trying to propose to me?"
"I could do that," Chanyeol grins. "Death by embarassment. Want me to get on a knee?"
"Funny," Baekhyun says, and takes the ring out of the box. He slides it onto his finger. "I like it. Thanks."
Chanyeol stares at him blankly for a second, then frowns. "You don't feel like you're in pain or anything? Burning sensation?"
"No?"
"Like you're going to throw up your guts?"
"Not really."
"Not even itchy?"
"Uh-uh."
Chanyeol stares again. "Can I see that ring again?" Baekhyun hands it back, and Chanyeol spends a moment inspecting it before he sighs. "It's the wrong ring," he mumbles.
"Wrong ring? Are you cheating on me?"
"No!" Chanyeol says quickly. "It was supposed to be another assassination attempt, okay. The ring was laced with acid."
"Oh." Baekhyun looks at the ring. "Well. Can I have it anyway?"
Chanyeol shrugs and hands it back. "I'll get you another day."
"I think we're getting too casual about this."
Baekhyun invites Chanyeol to sleep over one day, which goes surprisingly well. They sing karaoke and make smores next to Baekhyun's fireplace, which Chanyeol insists is literally made out of money. They make a fort and play FIFA on Baekhyun's Xbox until late at night, when they finally go to bed.
Somewhere around 4AM, Baekhyun finds himself woken up by a loud, irregular buzzing noise. "What the hell," he mumbles and rubs at his eyes. He sits up in bed to see Chanyeol in the corner of his room, trying to get a chainsaw to work. "The fuck are you doing?" he asks.
"The chainsaw's out of batteries! I figured now would be the perfect chance to assassinate you, but this god damn thing..." Chanyeol tries to get it to work again, but it makes a low groan and stops working altogether.
They exchange glances.
"I'll get you next time," Chanyeol warns him. Baekhyun groans.
"Shut up and sleep or I will push you out the window."
Chanyeol shrugs and slides back into bed, pulling the covers over them. Another day it is.
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here is a cute gif of baekyeol aka chanyeol's seventh assassination attempt. baekhyun is mortified.