Play With Me? | chanbaek

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When the next knock come on Baekhyun's front door, this time, he knew exactly who it would be. He opened the door with a bright smile and was blessed with Chanyeol's answering dimple. Baekhyun melted slightly, and then curiously, he noticed one of Chanyeol's hands was behind his back.

"What are you hiding?" Baekhyun asked with a small smile.

Chanyeol grinned and leaned down to peck between Baekhyun's eyebrows as he softly muttered, "Close your eyes."

Baekhyun playfully rolled his eyes before obediently closing them, and feeling the tender press of Chanyeol's lips against the delicate skin of his eyelids before they brushed against the crest of his ear. "Okay, you can open your eyes now, Baekkie," Chanyeol softly whispered.

The sweet scent hit him first, and with a small smile he opened his eyes to a beautiful bouquet of assorted roses. Baekhyun beamed and carefully reached for them, sniffing them before he wrapped one arm around Chanyeol's waist in a hug. "Thank you, Channie," Baekhyun softly muttered.

Chanyeol kissed the crown of Baekhyun's head and gently replied, "You're welcome, Bunny."

"I'm going to put these in water, come with me," Baekhyun said as he reached out for Chanyeol's sleeve and tugged him along.

Chanyeol smiled softly at the action, and then being hit with an overwhelming sense of emotion, he gently pulled out of Baekhyun's grip. Baekhyun glanced at him confusedly and was about to say something when Chanyeol stooped down and scooped Baekhyun up into his arms. Baekhyun gasped in surprise and the hand not holding onto the bouquet snapped up to grab Chanyeol's shoulder.

"Wh–what are you doing?" Baekhyun asked nervously.

"I'm carrying you, obviously," Chanyeol replied with a soft smile.

"B–but why?" Baekhyun asked confusedly.

A singular shade of soft pink dusted across Chanyeol's cheeks as he softly replied, "Because I wanted you close to me."

Baekhyun's lips parted, but nothing came out. He smiled then, a small tear rolling down his cheek as he sighed and laid his head in the crook of Chanyeol's shoulder.

Chanyeol ended up detouring from his path to the kitchen, instead turning down the small hallway towards Baekhyun's room. When Baekhyun heard the door open, his eyes opened curiously.

"Channie, why are we in my room?" he asked.

"I thought you might want to cuddle . . ." Chanyeol murmured.

Baekhyun gulped and his eyes shot up to Chanyeol's face. Chanyeol glanced at him briefly to kiss his forehead before glancing away as he placed him down onto the bed, then he reached for the bouquet of roses and went into the bathroom. He found a more or less clean glass and filled it with water before placing the roses inside. Then he went back into the bedroom and placed them on Baekhyun's bedside table next to his lamp.

Once they were safely in place, he glanced at Baekhyun, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, watching him curiously. Chanyeol crawled onto the bed too and stopped just in front of Baekhyun.

Baekhyun continued to study Chanyeol until another moment later he softly asked, "How did you become so perfect? So caring and nice and thoughtful?"

Chanyeol smiled softly and reached his hand out to caress Baekhyun's cheek as he quietly muttered, "I honestly don't know, I was hurt before I met you and didn't care about anything for what felt like a long time . . ."

Chanyeol trailed off before continuing with a soft smile as he said, "But then one day while riding on the subway, this little itty-bitty person stole my hat and brought a light into my world again. So I think, that all those things only exist because of that little hat snatcher." Chanyeol grinned and chuckled.

Baekhyun smiled a small smile and dropped his gaze as he murmured, "It sounds like that little hat snatcher is very luck . . ."

"Maybe, but I think I'm the luckier one . . ."

Baekhyun's eyes flickered up to Chanyeol's briefly before tentatively dropping back down to the bed as he scooted just a little bit closer. He reached out with his hands to lightly grab a fistful of Chanyeol's hoodie, and as he did, his eyes flickered back up to Chanyeol's.

He read the same desires in his eyes —- desires that matched his own. So feeling braver, he trailed one hand to the back of Chanyeol's neck as he scooted even closer.

Their faces were inches apart, their lips even less, that with just a simple heavy exhale they could kiss.

Chanyeol was the one to close the small gape as he brought his own hands up to rest on the nape of Baekhyun's neck and the small of his waist.

The kiss was perfect; delicate and sweet; searching but not insistent. Their lips melded together as if they were meet to be. Their bodies, when they dared to move even closer together, fix perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

There was heat; desire; a want and a need, but also a restraint. A restraint that kept them from crossing over a line that couldn't be uncrossed.

And then breathing heavily, they broke apart.

Baekhyun closed his eyes once again and leaned his forehead against the crook of Chanyeol's shoulder. Chanyeol laid his cheek on top of Baekhyun's head. And they stayed that way, comfortably wrapped in each others arms, nothing but a happy, unpaved road before them. A road, that they would make together.