Elites of Seoul

Chapter 9

Whilst jogging towards the bedroom that held his unconscious husband, Chanyeol panted as his recently tattooed back strained under the physical exertion.

As soon as the inauguration ceremony had finished, Chanyeol had gotten up from the tattoo chair, only to see Baekhyun's unconscious body being held up by the men that had been in charge of him.

Chanyeol had suddenly been red with rage and before he knew it he had knocked out the two men cold before Yixing could get to stop him. His bruised, sore and tattooed back had screamed at him then but all he could see at that moment was the frail unconscious Baekhyun.

After numerous health tests were done by Yixing's personal mafia doctor, he had found out that Baekhyun had been going through a lot of stress and therefore hadn't been eating properly.

Chanyeol felt guilty for not noticing it himself, he was so used to seeing the weak form of his husband for the past few months that he had forgotten how healthy Baekhyun once used to look back before all of this mess started.

Yixing had helped him with getting Baekhyun checked, ensuring him that his husband was alright and notified him that he had been taken into one of the rooms at the same warehouse the ceremony was held to rest.

He had been unable to stay with Baekhyun because the tattoo artist had urged for some after-care, especially after the aggressive stunt he pulled on Yixing's two men.

Although his back had been gently washed and bandaged by the tattoo artist, he could still feel the burn radiating down his upper spine and to his shoulder blades.

It must be a pretty fucking big phoenix, Chanyeol cursed internally as he was guided by Yixing's men to the room where Baekhyun was apparently located.

They stopped at the end of the dark corridor, Chanyeol had lost count of how many stairs and turns they had taken inside the warehouse. One of the men knocked on the closed door, which opened to reveal another man.

Glaring at every man he made eye contact with, he proceeded to shove past them as he marched into the bedroom. Once he laid his eyes on Baekhyun on the neatly-made queen-sized bed, he let out a sigh of relief.

He knew that Baekhyun had trouble sleeping the night before, and it seemed like the exhaustion and anxiety had made the young heir collapse.

"Leave us," he ordered, his voice hoarse after all the screams and groans he had let out while getting the large body ink.

The two men nodded before they filed out of the room, closing the door behind them.

Chanyeol then slowly stepped closer to Baekhyun, sitting on the side of the bed as he reached out to sweep Baekhyun's bangs off his forehead, he checked his temperature and then his pulse.

Baekhyun's sleeping form lay on the white duvet cover, the smaller male's chest moved serenely up and down, Chanyeol was hoping that all was right with him and would wake up soon to assure him that he was healthy and fine.

The young Park winced as he manoeuvred himself to lay beside Baekhyun but on his stomach. The tattoo artist had said that he will send more supplies for the aftercare of the tattoo and if the pain was unbearable he could take some painkillers. But Chanyeol had been too worried about Baekhyun's safety to care about his throbbing back.

He slowly succumbed to sleep, hoping that he will make it out of this mess untraumatized.

After Chanyeol's traumatic inauguration into the gang, the young Park was given a luxurious penthouse in Gangnam as a welcome gift from Zhang Yixing.