Tender Love ⚣ CB

Chapter thirteen: do I make you nervous?

"Ⓓon't apologise Baek," Chanyeol whispered as he pulled him closer. The petite male cried harder, and it took a long time until he managed to stop himself.

It probably went on for at least an hour as the males stayed like that, curled up towards each other. Even if Baekhyun had stopped crying, he still liked the feeling of the other having his arms wrapped around him. It felt too comfortable to describe. It was like being home. And not like when Baekhyun was home in his house, alone or not, but in Chanyeol's arms, he really felt home, and belonged.

Out of nowhere, both of the males heard some gasping by the door, and when they both turned their heads, they spotted Mrs Park in the doorway, staring at them surprised, but she seemed rather happy than shocked. "God, I am so sorry boys," she apologised, but she was grinning all over the place, "please, don't let me interrupt."

Baekhyun almost thought his eyes had deceived him because he thought he saw Mrs Park smirking at them as she closed the door again, but it may be true after all. It surprised him how cool she was about it. If it were one of Baekhyun's parents that caught them like how they were now, they'd chase Chanyeol out and beat the crap out of Baekhyun.

"Dear, don't go into the boys' room, they're busy," they heard Mrs Park yell to her husband, probably thinking they couldn't hear it, although they heard her perfectly.

"Let's pretend we didn't hear that," Chanyeol commented, causing them both to giggle.

A short while after, Baekhyun managed to calm down, and he had already changed into his pyjamas whilst Chanyeol went to brush his teeth after Baekhyun had been there, and Baekhyun entered Chanyeol's big - but smaller than his own - double bed.

Chanyeol came back to the room and sat down on the bed as he stretched himself.

Baekhyun saw him immediately as he sat down, which made his thoughts go crazy in his head.

We're sleeping in the same bed? He thought to himself. Would I be able to keep it together this time too? No, I can't let that happen. "What the hell are you doing?" Baekhyun asked as he stared at the taller one, which caught him off guard.

"What?" he asked surprised.

Baekhyun scuffed. "Can't you see I'm sleeping here?" he sassed.

"It's my bed?" he said, but it came more out as a question.

"I'm your guest?" Baekhyun continued.

"Where am I supposed to sleep then?"

"On the floor?" he said.

Chanyeol stood up and gave him a small glare. "What's your problem? We've slept together before," he informed him, which made Baekhyun blush madly.

"Don't make it sound so wrong," he flushed, but Chanyeol didn't seem to be bothered by it at all.

"Don't avoid the question," he muttered.

"I'm not," Baekhyun protested.

"Yes, you are," Chanyeol said.

"No, I'm not," he protested again.

"Baekhyun, stop it."

"You stop it."

"Answer me," Chanyeol said calmly.

"Answer what?"

The giant sighed. "Why you won't sleep with me."

"There you go again, making it sound dirty." Baekhyun pretended like it didn't effect him at all, but it was too hard. It really did affect him.

"Stop avoiding it!" Chanyeol started yelling. "Why am I now allowed to sleep beside you?" he asked again and this time he made it more concrete so the pink boy wouldn't avoid it this time.

"Because it makes me nervous," Baekhyun suddenly confessed, although he had no idea why or how he let that slip.

Chanyeol's jaw dropped at his remark. "Do I make you nervous?" Chanyeol asked, almost speechless.

"Yes. There. Happy now?" Baekhyun muttered, to embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

"Not really. If I make you nervous that I can't be near you, then it's in a bad way. I don't want to be apart from you," Chanyeol said sweetly.

Baekhyun shut his eyes tightly. "Stop saying that," he said.

"Why?" Chanyeol asked.

Baekhyun breathed out before he answered. "Because it may change my mind," he whispered.

"And that's a bad thing?" he asked with a frown.

"Yes," the pink boy said.

"Why?"

"Because it's a different from what you think."

"And what do I think Baekhyun?" Chanyeol asked. During their conversation, Chanyeol had subtly approached closer without the petite boy noticing he did so.

"Please stop Chanyeol," Baekhyun nearly whimpered. He knew Chanyeol didn't feel the same way back. He thought Chanyeol wasn't in love with him.

"Tell me Baek, am I making you nervous? Am I making your heart beat faster? Do I make your pulse rise?"

Baekhyun didn't answer right away. Should I lie or tell the truth? "Yes," he said honestly.

"And that's a bad thing?" he asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Yes," Baekhyun said again.

"I don't think it is. Do you want to know why?" he asked. "Because you do the same to me."

Baekhyun gulped. That's not true. "I don't believe you," he breathed out.

"You don't believe me?" Chanyeol asked, smirking slightly. "Listen to my heartbeat. Does my heart lie to you?" he said as he grabbed for Baekhyun's hand softly and slowly, then putting in on his own chest, near his heart. "Why aren't you answering? Do you still think I'm lying?" he asked.

"Yes."

"If I was lying, would I do this?" Baekhyun was confused for a second, but suddenly Chanyeol leaned closer and locked their lips together.

Baekhyun's eyes were wide open in surprise; he couldn't believe what was happening right before his eyes. Was he really kissing him? Was the Park Chanyeol kissing Byun Baekhyun?

Yes, it was.

Baekhyun didn't dare to move. He didn't want to possibly wake up from a dream, or make the other change his mind, but he didn't kiss back either.

He wasn't sure what to do. And what would happen afterwards? How should Baekhyun react? How would Chanyeol react? What would they say? Did the kiss mean Chanyeol fancied Baekhyun as well? That's what he said, but Baekhyun was still in doubt. He just couldn't see how the giant would like him back. How could an amazing person like himself like a small brainless and rude midget? It was understandable Baekhyun fell for his best friend, but why would the said person like him back? It was too unbelievable.

But why else would he kiss him? And on the mouth on top of it. Usually people don't kiss anyone just like that.