for him. ✔

chapter eleven. (m)

Chanyeol walked down the pavement, hands tucked deep into his coat jacket with his mind flying elsewhere. Baekhyun had left early from their date earlier this afternoon because of a call, so here he was, walking around aimlessly.

He didn't feel like going home just yet despite it being eight in the evening already. His phone was turned off, but if it was on, it would have been ringing nonstop from his nagging and worrisome sister's calls.

Chanyeol wanted to take mind off things, but when he spotted an ice cream parlor, it somehow reminded him of Baekhyun.

Ah Baekhyun.

What kind of relationship did Chanyeol have with that person? Baekhyun has acknowledged his feelings for him, and he himself has confessed that he had feelings for Chanyeol, but what were they?

He knew it wasn't like that, but Chanyeol couldn't help but feel that without a label on what they were, it felt like they were just messing around. He didn't really want to feel like this, but it just seemed like it. He has a feeling that Sehun and the others probably think so too.

Sighing, Chanyeol turned around and made his trek back home since it didn't seem like there would be other things that could distract him from his thoughts.

Upon arriving home, Chanyeol didn't even have to knock because his sister, in right timing, beat him to it.

"Yah Park Chanyeol," she chided, "Where have you been?!"

"Just outside wherever," he casually answered as he entered the house. "Where's mom and dad?"

"They're staying at the hospital," Yoora said with a cautious tone to her voice that Chanyeol pretended not to hear as he made his way upstairs.

"Oh, and you have a guest! I sent him up your room."

Chanyeol cocked his head towards his sister with a crease between his eyebrows. "Who?"

Yoora shrugged her shoulders. "He had bae in his name or something. Look, I gotta go, I'm being called to the office for something that I apparently messed up so ask your guest if he ate dinner if not then there's some in the fridge. Bye."

With that, Yoora zoomed out of the house and slammed the door after her.

Chanyeol pursed his lips and went up the stairs, suddenly feeling cautious as he made his way to his room.

He already knew who it was, but when he opened the door, Chanyeol couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw Baekhyun sitting on his bed, coyly playing with his slender fingers. 

"Baekhyun," he called, turning the lights on since the petite had entered without bothering to open them.

Baekhyun looked up, gazing at Chanyeol with this look in his eyes that he couldn't comprehend, but he knew there was something wrong.

"What's up, Baek?" he asked softly, walking towards the bed and taking a seat beside him, the mattress sinking slightly because of his weight.

Suddenly, Baekhyun moved from his place and sluggishly climbed onto Chanyeol's lap. He then wrapped his arms around his waist and nuzzled his chin on the crook of his neck.

Eyes wide, Chanyeol stiffened at the intimate position.

"Baekhyun?" he asked tentatively. "W-What are you doing?"

"Let me stay the night, please," he begged with a soft voice in his ear. Baekhyun drew back and cupped Chanyeol's cheeks, his eyes droopy and sad as he gazed into Chanyeol's orbs.

"O-Of course," Chanyeol answered, in which Baekhyun responded with a kiss.

They've shared a few kisses before, all of which were short and sweet. But this one... Chanyeol could really feel Baekhyun's passion and want as he molded his lips against his.