Forever With Me | chanbaek

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When Taehyung reached the door, he knocked with one hand while holding the rose in his other.

"Mommy?" he called as he knocked. "Mommy, can I come in?"

"Yes, baby!" Baekhyun called back.

Taehyung twisted the doorknob and poked his head inside, he blinked at Baekhyun, waiting for a response. Baekhyun smiled and patted the bed as he called, "Come here, my sweet boy."

Taehyung smiled too and pushed the door open as he ran to Baekhyun and hopped on the bed. He threw his arms around Baekhyun's neck and sat in his lap as he hugged him. Baekhyun smiled and soothingly stroked his hair. He kissed his temple and noticed from the corner of his eye the red rose Taehyung was clutching in his hand.

Baekhyun unwrapped his arms from his neck and gestured to the rose as he asked, "Who's the rose for, Tae?"

Taehyung softly muttered, "Oh!" before brightly exclaiming, "For you! Daddy said you were have a...." Taehyung scrunched his nose as he thought. "A mood swing! Daddy said you'd be happy if I gave you a rose."

Baekhyun bit back his grin as he plucked the rose from between Taehyung's fingers and muttered, "Did he now . . ."

Taehyung nodded and chirped, "Yup!"

Baekhyun laughed and kissed Taehyung's cheek. "My sweet boy," he murmured as he held him close. Taehyung laughed and tried squirming away from Baekhyun's hug.

"Mommy!" he cried. "You're squishing me!"

"Whoops! Sorry, baby," Baekhyun said as he released Taehyung from their hug.

Taehyung laughed and jumped off the bed as he asked, "Are your mood swings gone? Are you happy now?"

Baekhyun chuckled. "I'm always happy, Tae."

Taehyung pursed his lips to the side and muttered, "But daddy said—–"

Baekhyun hushed his son and said, "Daddy was wrong, baby. Now, can you go get him for me?"

Taehyung nodded and chirped, "Yup!" before flying out of the room and racing down the stairs as he yelled, "Daddy! Mommy wants you!"

Baekhyun laughed to himself as he smelled the rose before adding it to the bouquet on his bedside table. A small smile curved his lips as he closed his eyes, soothingly rubbing his baby bump as he waited for Chanyeol.

Baekhyun's eyes fluttered back open when he heard the doorknob twisting open followed by Chanyeol's deep voice asking, "Did you need something?"

Baekhyun peeked his eyes open and smiled as he sultrily replied, "Nothing, except you."

Chanyeol's eyes widened. He hadn't expected that. He sighed. Baekhyun and his damn mood swings, he thought as he slowly stepped inside the room. He closed the door behind him and stood there for a moment, not knowing how to react to his husband's unpredictability.

Baekhyun arched an eyebrow. "Well, are you going to come here or just stand there like an idiot?" Baekhyun asked, his tone quickly shifting back to irritated; it made Chanyeol's head spin.

"I . . ." Chanyeol trailed off.

Holy shit! He was in dangerous territory. If he says one wrong thing Baekhyun would get mad and upset, and if he said the right thing he could still get upset . . . Crap. What should I do . . .? Chanyeol wondered. He could tell Baekhyun was growing more frustrated by the minute and chose to slowly approach the bed.

He took a tentative seat on the edge of the bed, and caught sight of the flower bouquet as he did. A lightbulb appeared over his head as he asked the safe question of: "Did you like the rose?"

Baekhyun nodded with a smile and replied, "Yes, it was very sweet of you using our son to deliver it to me, seeing that you were too much of a chicken to face me yourself."

Chanyeol blanched. "I didn't use Taehyung to get back on your good side. He merely thought you were mad at him when you left the breakfast table and I had to reassure him—–"

"I was not mad at our son! Don't ever say I upset him!" Baekhyun cried.

Chanyeol knew it was only the hormones making Baekhyun so irrational but he couldn't help himself from yelling back, "I didn't say you upset him! I merely said he thought you were mad at him."

"What's the difference!?" Baekhyun yelled back.

"Oh my god! You're impossible!" Chanyeol yelled. Baekhyun gasped and hurt flashed across his face, but Chanyeol was too frustrated to even care as he continued to yell, "I can't wait until you have this baby because I can't take another minute of your irrational behavior!"

Baekhyun's look of hurt slipped away then as he cried, "GET OUT!"

"With pleasure!" Chanyeol yelled, slamming the door shut behind him. He ran down the stairs and grabbed his coat from the rack before hopping in his car and driving to a bar to cool off.