Sanctuary | Chanbaek (2)

Seven

Most of their summer night were like this: laughing and making a mess in the kitchen and staying up late. As the school year neared, Baekhyun became increasingly nervous. Mostly because he and Chanyeol wouldn't be able to go to the same school. Chanyeol had to go to a handicapped school and Baekhyun had to go to normal high school. He just wished to find a way to stay with Chanyeol all of the time. Baekhyun was scared, mostly, because he wasn't normal enough to go to a normal high school. He was depressed, he was adopted, and he was somewhat crippled, his lungs were weak, and if somebody beat him up he was afraid he might die without seeing Chanyeol again.

Baekhyun tried to sleep in his own bed, but it was useless. Most nights he wouldn't even bother trying. Other nights he tried, just to convince himself that maybe he was okay, but ultimately ended up getting in Chanyeol's bed.

He opened the door quietly, "Chanyeol, can I sleep with you?"

"Of course, Baekhyun. I don't know why you didn't in the first place."

"Do I annoy you?" Baekhyun cuddled up next to Chanyeol, "Because I act differently?"

"No, I think you're interesting," Chanyeol kissed his forehead, "I love you."

Baekhyun smiled, he felt more than love for Chanyeol and he couldn't explain exactly what it was. It was a need. He was obsessed with Chanyeol, "I love you too," The words made his chest hurt.

Baekhyun could hardly see Chanyeol's huge smile in the moonlit room, "You finally said it back."

"It scares me to say it because everyone I've loved is dead."

"Don't worry. When we are really old I will wait until you die first."

"Won't you be sad?"

"Yeah, I'll be sad, maybe my broken heart will kill me."

"I love you, Chanyeol," Baekhyun kissed his lips, "I'm scared."

"Of what?"

"School."

"Aren't you going to at least try to make friends?"

"I don't need friends."

"I think it'd be cool to make more friends," Chanyeol shrugged.

Baekhyun didn't know who put such a ridiculous idea in Chanyeol's head. They didn't need friends, "You have me, you don't need anyone else," Baekhyun sat on top of Chanyeol's hips. He knew exactly what to do to make Chanyeol think of him and only him. Chanyeol grinned, snaking his hands up Baekhyun's shirt and pulling him down on top of him to kiss his neck and chest.

"I kind of love the way you submit to me," Chanyeol ran his fingers through Baekhyun's hair.

Baekhyun giggled, "I love submitting to you. I'd let you do whatever you wanted to me."

"Don't go putting thoughts in my head," Chanyeol smirked.

"I mean it."

"You're so naughty."

"I'll be whatever you want me to be."

"Be whatever you want to be."

"I want to be yours, forever. I want you to be mine forever."

Chanyeol could tell how possessive Baekhyun was over him. He didn't really get why he was either. Chanyeol didn't think he was anything special. He didn't really mind Baekhyun clinging to him though. He never had somebody pay so much attention to him, "Do you remember getting surgery, Baekhyun?" Chanyeol's fingers traced Baekhyun's scar.

"I was unconscious, so no. I don't remember much of the accident either, my memories didn't last, I guess."

"It's probably better that they didn't."

"Yeah, I just know that it happened and that I almost died."

"What was your family like?"

"Why are you asking me this stuff?"

"I'm just curious," Chanyeol pressed their foreheads together, "I'm not trying to hurt your feelings. I just want to know," He let his hand rest on Baekhyun's right pectoral, finding comfort in his beating heart.

"My dad was the coolest guy I ever knew. He was my superhero. He taught me how to do everything and he was always so patient. My mom was so beautiful, she was amazing. She always took such good care of me and my brother and our dad. She always knew when something was bothering us, and she never hesitated to help us. My brother was kind of an idiot," Baekhyun stifled a laugh, "He was always getting himself into trouble, but I still thought he was so cool. He always helped me with my homework and played with me, even if it embarrassed him."

"They sound great."

"They were. I miss them, but it feels like all my memories are fading."

"Because you're creating new memories."

"I don't want to forget about them completely, you know?" Baekhyun sighed and laid his head on Chanyeol's chest.

The door to Chanyeol's room opened a crack, "Boys, you need to go to sleep. It's past midnight."

Baekhyun squinted his eyes at the light filtering through the room. There was definitely something suspicious about him laying on top of Chanyeol with Chanyeol's hands up his shirt and new hickies lining his collarbone. That was probably why DJ hadn't opened the door all the way.

"Okay," Baekhyun's voice cracked with embarrassment. He waited until DJ was gone and the hallway light was off to speak again, "Hey, are you tired yet, Yeol?"

"No."

"Me neither."

"We should stop talking though so DJ can sleep," Chanyeol yawned, "I don't want to stop talking though."

"Me neither. You're so cute, Chanyeol."

"Am I?"

"I like your messy hair."

"My hair is messy?"

"Yeah, but it looks cute. It's so curly," Baekhyun traced a curl on Chanyeol's cheek with his finger, "Like that."

The door opened again, "Baekhyun, just go into your own room if you can't be quiet."

"I don't want to."

"Please, I'm exhausted."

"Fine," Baekhyun hugged his pillow and hopped down from Chanyeol's bed, "Goodnight, Chanyeol."

"Goodnight, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun shoved past DJ and went into his room, slamming the door behind him. One thing Baekhyun did like about his room is that there was a window and he could climb onto the roof. He liked being on the roof when he was crying, the stars comforted him when Chanyeol didn't. He knew a lot of constellations too because his brother had liked space. He wished Chanyeol could see how beautiful the stars were, it made him sad that he couldn't. It made him cry even more. When he got cold he climbed back into the window and laid awake in his bed until the sun came up.