Baby, Baby (ChanBaek/BaekYeol)

Chapter 3: Appointment

"Pregnant!? With whose baby!?"

"Shhhhh!" Baekhyun clasped a hand over Joonmyun's mouth as he attempted to shut the boy up. Even though they were in the maintainence room, he was afraid that anyone who walked by might hear them. After a long and weary discussion with Chanyeol the night before, both had come to the conclusion that it was best if they kept the pregnancy and forced marriage a secret from everyone at the office. Rumours were bound to spread like wildfire and they couldn't risk exposure.

Since Joonmyun was Baekhyun's closest friend in the office, he was certain his hyung would back him up on this.

"Whose baby?" Joonmyun whispered this time when Baekhyun released his hand from his mouth.

"Park Chanyeol." Baekhyun scrunches up his nose wryly. He hated saying the name.

"Oh my god." Joonmyun breathed as he finally comprehended the situation as Baekhyun let out a bitter laugh. "The CEO's son? Really, Baek!? I thought you were a ?"

"Was." Baekhyun cringed and noticed the disbelief in Joonmyun's expression. "I know you're probably wondering why I did it. I have no ing clue, hyung. It was at that party you threw about a month ago when you got promoted."

Upon hearing this revelation, Joonmyun's eyes widened, his mouth hanging open.

"You ed in my apartment?!"

His tone raised higher as he cried in fury.

"It was a rash move. I didn't even think it through. Kind of in the spur of the moment thing. You've got to admit, though, how could anyone resist that handsome creature? He's a jerk but if I saw him on the streets I would think he's cute."

"I thought you were better than this, Baek." Joonmyun shook his head at the fact that his friend was acting like a swooning high school girl, and for a second, Baekhyun felt his insides flare in anger. Who was he to be disappointed in him?

"We ed in your bed." Baekhyun declared indignantly with his arms crossed, a devilish smirk playing in his lips, hoping to strike a nerve. If his friend was going to be an about it, so was he.

Joonmyun took a sharp intake of breath before he shoved the boy he was annoyed with into a corner of the cramped room and stormed outside, slamming the door as a loud click followed. Baekhyun blinked stupidly at the closed door.

"Hyung?"

Baekhyun approached the door and lightly tapped against it, pressing his ear to hear if Joonmyun was still outside.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry."

Baekhyun wasn't one to give in easily but the cramped, dimly lit room was making him feel weirdly claustrophobic. There was still no answer after a long while so he began to thump his fist against it. It didn't help that the door was hard, causing the underside of his pinky to bruise lightly.