ChanBaek: Frankenyeollie

XII

"Chanyeol?" I woke up with a body weighing on top of me.

"You're awake. I miss you." He whispered. A smile crept on my face seeing his face this early on the morning. It was the nicest. Maybe having a paranormal lover is not bad for starters.

"Of course. Isn't it obvious? I miss you too." I pecked his lips and he brushed my hair up before caressing my cheeks. It's the touches I'll never get tired of. Actually, it's the kind of touch that I've always yearning for.

"Do you want to dance?" He asked out of the blue not taking his eyes away from me. I laughed a bit before pursing my lips.

"Isn't it too early for a dance? Why'd you asked?" I sat up and he stood from the bed and stood in front of me. I chuckled when I saw him offering his hand while he crouched down, eyes meeting my own.

I hugged my knees to my chest and smiled nervously. He's being a gentleman and I couldn't deny how I love it.

"It's our first Christmas morning together. Please take my hand and when you take it..." I gulped. His face looked so charming with that smile, a sincere smile of a gentleman that I have fetish for.

"I'm all yours to keep and even if you're not going to take it, I completely remember the day you said we're officially together so you have no choice, Byun Baekhyun."My knees felt how strong my heartbeat was against my chest. It was pumping too loud with his brave confession of his feelings through words. And a dance? Seriously.

I finally place my feet on the cold floor and placed my hand on top of his waiting hand.

"Isn't it strange and different for two males to dance?" I asked and he pulled me up from the mattress. I squeaked bumping onto his chest.

"It looks strange but different? No. If it's because of love then there's no difference." He whispered while placing his right arm on my waist. My ear got tingled with his deep voice and drew sparks from the touch he made on my waist.

"So I have the lady role huh." I scoffed and he only smirked.

"You have always been my lady ever since."

His words echoed through my ears and I never regret taking his hand as I stood against him. This early in the morning to feel this romantic ambiance around us makes me forget how the both of us were so close to death with the hunters looking for me. It's as if I own his world. As if I'm his universe that his eyes, attention, his whole being only revolves around me and just me with how his eyes stared deep on my soul.

I heard a sound of something fell behind us and it started sounding moving so loud, rolling. After a few seconds I heard things getting hit and fell on the floor. I looked at Chanyeol but he's eyes were still busy melting me.

Then my eyes fell on the music player that I just noticed and it all sunk in together.

"Did you plan it?" I asked and the music started playing.

"Obviously, Byun. I love you."

"Tricky idiot. I love you too."

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"Our formula, the three known families have been known for having a deal with the purgatory. That's why the first father of our families died after reaching the age sixty-six as the compensation for the formulas." He said while holding the tube on his hand. After we ate breakfast, we went down the basement to talk about the liquid product I finished and it turns out that he really did know something about it. I never thought he would be this intelligent.

"Okay, go on." I said. He sighed and his brows have knitted together.

"It's actually a witch craft. The Oh's formula is to hide them, camouflage or what we called invisible. Yours is to resurrect a dead back to living." He said and I followed him upstairs and we ended up standing in the living room.

"What about your family's?" I asked and he grinned showing me how the warm orange liquid splashed too slow inside the tube and that's where I got surprised and amazed by it.

"Time travel. We travel back time or to future to see what happened or what can happen." I nodded in realization and I have thought about it for many times. I never expected to learn something so paranormal.

"Did you try it before?"

"Once you drink it, you need to lie down and sleep. Say the time you want to see and done." My lips formed an 'o' and I was startled when he pecked my lips before pulling me upstairs.

"What are we going to do?" I asked. He didn't reply and I just followed behind letting him drag me towards his bedroom.

He let go when we arrived beside his bed.

"I'll use it now. Whoever it is who killed me, I should revenge for myself." He cupped my face and kissed my forehead. I whimpered when he didn't kiss my lips that I've been expecting.

"Don't let anger consume you too much Chanyeol." I smiled worriedly as I placed my palm on top of his chest and felt his heartbeat.

"As long as you're there beside me, I'll try not to." He whispered.

He gently lied on the bed. He was about to close his eyes but I reached for his hand. I crouched down and our eyes met for how many thousand times already.

"Don't be too dumb again, Park Chanyeol. I love you." I said and claimed his lips. He quickly responded. I was worrying too much that whatever he might see there in the past, revenge was never a reason to resolve anything.

"Let's visit Kyungsoo and invite them for dinner when I woke up Byun Baekhyun. I love you too."

I stepped back and waited for him to open the tube. I saw how he drank the orange liquid down to his throat and he carefully placed it beside his head.

"October 16, 1893. Park Chanyeol's Manor."

Take care Chanyeol.

A/N: The next chapter will be Chanyeol's Pov of his travel back in time before he died. Merry Christmas! Don't forget to leave votes, comments/thoughts and share it with your friends!