Cursed Freedom

Do You Miss It

(Story under construction  🏗)

<Rated M for Sexual Content, Nudity, and Strong Language>

   The two of them were curled up in bed, Chanyeol reading aloud from one of his favorite novels when he stopped suddenly, thinking.

   It had been almost a year since Baekhyun arrived on his doorstep, and neither had talked about 'outside' again, after Chanyeol's confession about his true backstory.

   "Hey Baek?" He said. 

   "Hmmm." He replied, looking up at Chanyeol, continuing to stroke the skin of the arm that was slung around his shoulder.

   "Do you... do you ever miss your life... you know... before this?" He asked. It was something he often thought and worried about, even though Baekhyun seemed quite happy most days.

   "Yeollie..." He chuckled and leaned his head back onto the taller's strong shoulder, looking at him upside down. "Sometimes you say the strangest things, I swear." He smiled sweetly and laughed.

   "Seriously, Baek. It's a valid question, considering our... circumstances." He replied with a furrowed brow.

   But Baekhyun just laughed again, "I don't think it is actually. I'm not dead, Yeol." He said, chuckling, sounding genuinely amused.

   "But it's just... you're never gonna see any of your friends again or..." and he stopped. His thoughts were all jumbled up in his head, and he couldn't think straight.

   "Yeollie," Baekhyun replied affectionately, removing himself from Chanyeol's arms and sitting cross-legged on the bed, facing his lover. "If you wanna know whether I miss sleeping on the streets, or begging for food and money, or losing every single friend I ever made after over-staying my welcome with them... no, absolutely not!" He said with a giggle, gesturing widely with his arms.

   "Plus, I love you. I'm in love with you. I don't want to leave you!"

    Baekhyun leaned forward onto his hand and knees and pressed his lips gently against Chanyeol's, closing his eyes to savor the glowing feeling springing up in his chest.

   He pulled back just for a moment and then crawled forward onto Chanyeol's lap, wrapping his arms around the other's neck while stroking his recently cut hair.

   "I love you, my Chanyeollie..." he whispered against his lips, his breathing getting heavier already. He dove back in for a more heated kiss. He could feel Chanyeol's cock pressing against his belly and began to grind against him, moaning softly into the kiss.

   Chanyeol pulled back from Baekhyun's lips and replied and opened his eyes to gaze into those of his boyfriend. "I love you more..." he sighed and tilted his head slightly to leave a little love bite on the smaller's neck.

   "I thought we'd been over this already," Baekhyun murmured, "not possible." He moaned as Chanyeol proceeded to kiss down his neck and stroke the skin of his waist and back with his fingertips.

   They made love right then and there, reassuring Chanyeol that his boyfriend loved him and didn't want to leave him. He was glad. Now that they had found each other, he couldn't imagine life without his little ray of sunshine...