A Special Kind of Love (8/?)
A Special Kind of Love (8/?)
Pairing: baekyeol/chanbaek
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Summary: Like everyone knows, love is love, right? But Baekhyun and Chanyeol just have that special kind of love, full of fluffy hearts and rainbows and happiness. Everyone likes a good drabble fic, right?
Sick
Chanyeol wanted to cry as he heaved the contents of his stomach into the toilet. Baekhyun sat silently by his side rubbing his back comfortingly as he watched his boyfriend suffer.
Chanyeol never got sick. It just never seemed to happen to give, and he considered himself an extremely lucky person. So he was seriously astounded that morning when he woke up with high temperature and feeling extremely nauseous. He’d quickly rolled out of bed and barreled down the hall to the bathroom, waking Baekhyun up who stumbled right behind him to see what was wrong.
“I feel like shit,” Chanyeol rasped as he wiped his mouth while flushing the toilet.
Baekhyun pulled him into a hug. “I know you do. It’s okay, just go back to bed, sweetie.”
“But I have work today.”
“No, you’re taking the day off. I am too, okay? I’m going to take care of you.”
Baekhyun led the taller man back to bed, tucking him in well. “Do you want me to make you some soup?”
Chanyeol nodded pitifully and Baekhyun shuffled to the kitchen, pulling out the ingredients. He quickly made the soup and took it to Chanyeol, who shook his head in protest.
“I don’t want soup anymore.”
Baekhyun sighed, but nodded nonetheless, knowing his boyfriend was particularly picky when he was sick. “Do you want something else?”
“I want porridge.”
“Okay, I’ll be back.”
That took a little longer to make, but Baekhyun did it diligently, making it yummy.
“Here, baby,” he said, placing the hot bowl on Chanyeol nightstand.
“I don’t want that,” Chanyeol whined again, frowning.
“What do you want then?”
“I want a popsicle.”
“We don’t have popsicles.”
“Go get me one then.”
Baekhyun sighed heavily but agreed nonetheless. “I’ll go to the corner store real quick okay? Give me ten minutes.”
Baekhyun rushed to the corner store and grabbed two boxes of popsicles and even some strawberry milks since those were Chanyeol’s favorites along with some medicine.
“Channie, I’m back!” he announced as he entered the apartment. He put the groceries away and took a cherry flavored popsicle to Chanyeol, but stopped when he found the giant baby sleeping soundly in the bed.
Baekhyun ended up eating the popsicle instead.
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Pairing: baekyeol/chanbaek
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Summary: Like everyone knows, love is love, right? But Baekhyun and Chanyeol just have that special kind of love, full of fluffy hearts and rainbows and happiness. Everyone likes a good drabble fic, right?
Sick
Chanyeol wanted to cry as he heaved the contents of his stomach into the toilet. Baekhyun sat silently by his side rubbing his back comfortingly as he watched his boyfriend suffer.
Chanyeol never got sick. It just never seemed to happen to give, and he considered himself an extremely lucky person. So he was seriously astounded that morning when he woke up with high temperature and feeling extremely nauseous. He’d quickly rolled out of bed and barreled down the hall to the bathroom, waking Baekhyun up who stumbled right behind him to see what was wrong.
“I feel like shit,” Chanyeol rasped as he wiped his mouth while flushing the toilet.
Baekhyun pulled him into a hug. “I know you do. It’s okay, just go back to bed, sweetie.”
“But I have work today.”
“No, you’re taking the day off. I am too, okay? I’m going to take care of you.”
Baekhyun led the taller man back to bed, tucking him in well. “Do you want me to make you some soup?”
Chanyeol nodded pitifully and Baekhyun shuffled to the kitchen, pulling out the ingredients. He quickly made the soup and took it to Chanyeol, who shook his head in protest.
“I don’t want soup anymore.”
Baekhyun sighed, but nodded nonetheless, knowing his boyfriend was particularly picky when he was sick. “Do you want something else?”
“I want porridge.”
“Okay, I’ll be back.”
That took a little longer to make, but Baekhyun did it diligently, making it yummy.
“Here, baby,” he said, placing the hot bowl on Chanyeol nightstand.
“I don’t want that,” Chanyeol whined again, frowning.
“What do you want then?”
“I want a popsicle.”
“We don’t have popsicles.”
“Go get me one then.”
Baekhyun sighed heavily but agreed nonetheless. “I’ll go to the corner store real quick okay? Give me ten minutes.”
Baekhyun rushed to the corner store and grabbed two boxes of popsicles and even some strawberry milks since those were Chanyeol’s favorites along with some medicine.
“Channie, I’m back!” he announced as he entered the apartment. He put the groceries away and took a cherry flavored popsicle to Chanyeol, but stopped when he found the giant baby sleeping soundly in the bed.
Baekhyun ended up eating the popsicle instead.
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