CHANBAEK DDLB ONESHOTS

Scolding

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴄʜᴀɴʏᴇᴏʟ ʟᴀsʜᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ʙᴀᴇᴋʜʏᴜɴ
31/12/18

Chanyeol buries his face into his hands, groaning in frustration. He just returned from a long, tiring day at work and now he has to start working on a project again. His fingers glide across the keyboard, but nothing comes out.

Blank.

Everything was blank in his head. He couldn't think of anything to add to the document.

He was worn out and couldn't concentrate, but he forced himself to stay there and think of something. It was partially done, but it wasn't complete. There was stuff to do and write but he didn't know what to add. He desperately wrecked his brain for things to write down, but nothing came up.

And completely focused on working on that project, he had forgotten about his baby boy. Baekhyun had been patiently waiting for his Daddy after school ended, anticipating cuddles and kisses, wanting to be pampered after a long school day. He had so much he wanted to tell his Daddy about, like the flower he colored for him and how the teacher said his writing was getting better.

But Baekhyun was smart and knew not to disturb his Daddy when he was busy with work or tired. He had seen Chanyeol come into the house and go straight to his study room. He looked tired but he was very focused on his work, so he didn't want to bother him. However, Baekhyun missed him so much that he decided to go find him.

Upon entering the room, Baekhyun sees Chanyeol looking very exasperated and worn out, so he worriedly goes over to him.

He tiptoes and gently places his small hand on Chanyeol's forehead, checking his temperature. "Daddy, are you okay?" He asks, concerned.

"I'm fine," Chanyeol gruffly replies, quickly shifting away Baekhyun's hand. "I just need to finish this project but it's so- ugh." He runs a hand through his hair, exhaling in frustration.

"Daddy, do you need me to get you some medicine? Do you need a thermometer?" Baekhyun asks, starting to fire questions at him. "Do you think you have a fever? Should I get you a wet towel?"

"Baek, can you quiet down for a second? I have a headache." Chanyeol tries to explain, but to no avail. "What? A headache? Should I get you some medicine and water? You'll get better if you-"

"CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP?!" Chanyeol growls, glaring at the smaller boy angrily. He ignores how Baekhyun whimpers and backs away in fear, going back to clutch at his head, closing his eyes to calm down. Finally the annoying questions die down into whimpers and disappear altogether.

His head is pounding, his thoughts swimming messily in his mind. He's frustrated, dizzy, and upset, and Baekhyun's continuous questions are making it worse.

He rubs his face, breathing deeply and trying to calm himself down. It works, and he starts to relax slightly, the headache slowly subsiding.

But he suddenly realizes what had just happened. Medicine, questions, headache, Baekhyun...

Baekhyun.

"Oh, fuck." Chanyeol's eyes widen quickly and he immediately stands up, slamming the desk as he races out in search of his baby.

Baekhyun is a precious, sensitive little baby, and tends to blame himself for everything when something goes wrong. If he's not assured quickly, he'll blame himself over the matter for ages.

Not long later, he finds Baekhyun at the corner of the couch, curled up with his knees up to his chest in a ball and surrounded by his little soft toys. He's sniffling softly, his small hands wiping at his eyes.

He goes over to Baekhyun, scooting over beside him quietly. He waits for Baekhyun to look up at him, but after a while Baekhyun stays unmoving from his current position. Chanyeol would normally continue to wait for Baekhyun to make the first move at his own, comfortable pace, but he can't stand the soft sobbing sounds he hears and decides fuck it, going over and scooping up his precious baby boy.

He lifts him up and places him on his lap so that his back is on his chest, and wraps his arms around his slim waist in a warm, comforting hug. He presses soft, featherlight kisses on Baekhyun's fluffy brown hair, rubbing his back comfortingly, muttering quiet apologies to the crying boy.

Then he reluctantly pulls away, setting one hand on Baekhyun's hips while the other gently wipes away the tears sliding down his cheeks with his thumb.

"Baby, I'm sorry, okay?.. Daddy didn't mea-" "I'm sorry, Daddy!" Baekhyun wails, more tears starting to spill out uncontrollably. "It's my fault, you were having a headache already and I kept bothering you. You can punish me, I'm sorry Daddy I-"

Chanyeol interrupts him, turning him around and cupping his face in his big, warm hands and makes him look at him. "No, Baek, don't say that. I didn't mean to shout at you, and I'm really sorry. Daddy was tired and grumpy, and you were just trying to help. I'm sorry I was being mean, I wasn't thinking straight. Don't say it's your fault, it's Daddy's okay? Daddy was being a meanie when Baekkie was trying to help."

"Yeah, Daddy was being a big meanie to poor Baekkie!" Baekhyun pouts, looking up at him with big, watery eyes. Chanyeol laughs, lying back and pulling Baekhyun down to his chest.

He knows he's already forgiven, but he still wants to make it up to his baby.

"Okay, baby, what do you think about this? Daddy will take some medicine and then watch a movie with you. Or we can play with your toys." He suggests, and smiles at how Baekhyun's eyes light up with excitement.

"Movie! I wanna watch a movie! Can we eat popcorn too? I'll bring Mr Fluffles and my blankie!" Baekhyun beams, and his eyes turn into those adorable little crescent moons that Chanyeol adores.

"Of course, baby." Chanyeol laughs, but Baekhyun suddenly grabs him by the sleeve and tugs him towards the kitchen. "But Daddy has to eat medicine first, so he'll become better." Baekhyun says, going to get some water and get some pills.

As always, his poor baby is too short to reach the glasses which rest on the top shelf, so Chanyeol laughes and gets it for him, letting him pour the water into it.

After Chanyeol swallows a pill or two and Baekhyun is satisfied, they start preparing the popcorn and movie, and they move to the living room.

Halfway through the movie, in the darkness with the soft flickering light of the television, Baekhyun falls asleep in his Daddy's embrace, cuddling Mr Fluffles with his little blankie.