The Student Council's Secret: BOOK 1 - CHANBAEK FF ✔

[ 22 ] Lay Me Down

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The rain stops falling, finally.

They've just finished eating breakfast, and Baekhyun feels his heart getting heavy, knowing that he will leave soon, he will leave already.

Going to the kitchen, Chanyeol walks wordlessly and puts the plates on the sink. Baekhyun watches him on the corners of his eyes.

"Chanyeol-sunbae, can I ask you again?"

"What is it?"

"Have you felt something when you kissed me yesterday?"

Chanyeol doesn't answer.

Baekhyun stands up, fists balling into his sides tightly when the President passes by in front of him dismissively. Getting his keys on top of the coffee table, Chanyeol also grabs an umbrella from the rack after putting on dry shoes to his feet.

"Chanyeol," Baekhyun calls from where he is standing, and he is not looking at the President, nor bothering himself to get ready to go home.

"What are you still doing there?" Chanyeol asks, already opening the door of his house. "Come on."

"I'm not leaving.."

Chanyeol furrows his eyebrows. "Baekhyun--"

"I'm not leaving until you tell me you don't love me."

"I don't love you," Chanyeol firmly says. "Now, come on."

"No," Baekhyun says, clenching his eyes shut as he summons enough courage in his chest, and then he blurts out, "Tell me that on the bed."

"What?"

"Fuck me."

Baekhyun raises his head as he directly stares at the President's cold eyes glaring back at him. He breathes, exhaling sharply, and mutters, "I said fuck me."

Chanyeol closes the door with a silent click and walks over to Baekhyun, gripping his thin wrist with him. "I'll take you home."

"No," Baekhyun harshly shoves the President's hand curled around his wrist that has Chanyeol catching off guard. He tries again, grabbing Baekhyun's arm instead but the latter only elbows him off. He sighs, restraining himself to break Baekhyun's bones with his strong hand.

"Baekhyun, don't do this," Chanyeol calmly says, massaging the bridge of his nose. "Don't let me do things you'll regret later."

"No." Baekhyun shakes his head firmly, looking up to the President bravely. "I want you to fuck me. And tell me--" He trails off, voice shaking. "That you don't love me.. and I.." He breathes, keeping his tears at bay. "I will never show myself in front of you again."

There's a subtle change of reaction in Chanyeol's eyes when Baekhyun said those words, but it's too unnoticeable to see. He stands by the door like a rock, looking at Baekhyun who is now unbuttoning his shirt in front of the President. Slowly, he takes it off, sliding down his shoulders and shimmies it on the floor. Chanyeol watches him, silently, confusedly.

Baekhyun pulls the zipper of his pants down, his fingers are shaking indicating he is nervous about this, but he lets it aside because he wants-- no, he is desperate to know what Chanyeol feels for him. He steps out of his clothes after he kicks his underwear, standing in front of Chanyeol stark naked, showcasing his full glory for the President to ravish on.