Baekhyun was sitting on the bed wrapping the blanket around him like a shawl while Sehun was at the table dealing with his white power addiction.
"You do it daily?" Baekhyun asked, watching Sehun make a line out of the snow.
"Every alternate day," he answered, eyes focused on the bill he was rolling. "I'm trying to keep it under control but it's hard you know." He snorted the whole line in less than a second and sighed in extreme relief before going for another line.
"Se- Sehun, if I, myself, ask you, would you do me like you do the older women?"
"What?" That came out of nowhere making his jaw drop to the ground and he doubted if he was hearing things or did Baekhyun really speak them.
Baekhyun still has that nonchalant gaze that confused Sehun even more, "You heard it right." Baekhyun answered firmly.
Sehun just laughed off his startled expressions, "what kind of a joke is-"
"I'm not joking." Baekhyun's bold voice snatched away the latter's smile causing him to become more confused and more angered.
With his eyes frowned and voice so cold Sehun said, "It's not good for you to play games with me bitc- Baekhyun." It was the first time Sehun has ever called him by his name, let alone the b-word, but Baekhyun didn't even seem to twitch a bit.
"I mean it Sehun."
Sehun couldn't understand why Baekhyun chose to play with him just before he was about to go high. "I'll sleep in the other room for tonight," he said collecting the white power back into the small container and stood up to walk away, "and you, get your shit straight by morning. Got it?" He attempted to move towards the door but Baekhyun quickly got down the bed and hugged him tightly. "What the hell is wrong with you Bean Sprout?" He tried to free himself from the hug but it was useless.
"I said what I said, you think it was easy for me to say those words?" Baekhyun slowly loosened his grip and gently caressed the younger's cheeks, "why do you not want to do it? hmm?" Sehun kept looking away but Baekhyun made him look into his tender eyes over and over again, "am I not old enough for you? Ha?"
"This is toxic," Sehun muttered as he could feel the impacts of the drug he took started kicking in, "This is very toxic."
"Do as you like with me," tiptoeing to reach Sehun's lips, Baekhyun placed soft kisses on them, "ha? Will you?" he whispered gently and leaned to kiss those lips again but Sehun pulled Baekhyun back by his hair making his head tilt back, "yes, just like that." Baekhyun still continued with the messed-up words.
Sehun couldn't have it anymore and gripping the hair harder he vigorously threw Baekhyun onto the bed making him land on his face. He then hopped on him and lifted Baekhyun's head up by holding his hair again, "Do you even know what you are getting yourself into?" Sehun asked, leaning closer to his ears and smashed his face back into the mattress.
Considering it as enough of a warning, Sehun was about to get down the bed but Baekhyun turned over and pulled him closer again.
Holding the wrist tightly, he pulled Sehun's hand nearer to his lips and gently kissed the fingertips, he then slowly took the younger's hand from his lips to his own neck, and with his other hand, he made those fingers grip onto his neck, as if Sehun was choking him. "I very well know what I'm asking for." He said, looking sensually into Sehun's eyes.
Sehun couldn't help tightening his grip around that slender neck, he liked doing it, he liked the feel of it so much that he was going nuts, "I can't do this to you Bea-" Shutting his lips with a kiss, Baekhyun didn't let Sehun complete his words.
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WEEPING WILLOWS [sebaek | chanbaek]
FanfictionDepression is not always dark and clamorous like you think, It can be colored and calm like the sea while everything drowns and rots deeper within. This is depression without any signs of anxiety, this is breathing after death. There have been many...