Chapter Twenty-Six

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Baekhyun walked out of his room with his stomach a knotted mess of nerves and nausea. He knew he had to talk to Chanyeol and find out where he stood with the baby, but he was afraid.

Chanyeol was kind and sweet and caring, and Baekhyun couldn't see him rejecting the baby, but that wasn't Baekhyun's worry. He was worried that Chanyeol would agree to stay by his side throughout all of it, and then the moment the baby was born and they found out it wasn't his, he would be hurt and leave. Baekhyun liked Chanyeol a lot, probably more than he should, and the thought of him walking away could possibly destroy him.

When he stepped into the kitchen, it was the perfect picture of his future —- a fantasy he has always had of walking into the kitchen to find his future husband cooking him and the kids a meal. Baekhyun sighed at the sight, and felt his heart squeeze, fearing that the moment wouldn't last.

He walked up behind Chanyeol, making sure to make noise before he slid his arms around his waist and gave him a tight hug. Baekhyun turned his face into the back of Chanyeol's shirt as he spoke, his voice muffled due to the fabric as he said, "Chanyeol, we have to talk...."

Baekhyun felt Chanyeol tense beneath his touch, but his voice was casual when he asked, "Talk about what?"

"The pregnancy . . ." Baekhyun whispered. "We need to talk about what will happen once the baby is born, and I need to know what kind of role you plan on playing? I don't want you to leave me if the baby ends up not being yours. I have to know we'll have a future despite any of this . . ."

Chanyeol placed down what he was doing and his hand gently touched Baekhyun's as he sighed, "Baek . . ."

He turned around in Baekhyun's embrace and reached out to tenderly caress his cheek. He searched Baekhyun's eyes for a long moment, before softly smiling as he whispered, "I like you, and our future is uncertain, but my feelings for you are true."

"I've liked you from the first moment I saw you walk out of the elevator on my first day of work. And everyday since then I had been trying to work up the nerve to talk to you, and when I finally did I was so happy. My feelings for you have only grown since then, and when we slept together and you told me you were pregnant, and that there was a possibility it could be mine . . ."

"Well I . . . I saw a way to be apart of your life —- your amazing and beautiful and gloriously complicated life —- and I'm happy. I've always imagined a family of my own, and although it seems to be coming a bit sooner than I would have planned, it doesn't change anything." Chanyeol paused and gently brushed a strand of hair off Baekhyun's forehead, and chastely kissed him before he continued to say. "It doesn't matter if the baby's mine or not, and if it is, I'll finally have a family. But if the baby is Sehun's child, then I'll at least want adoption rights." Chanyeol said with a chuckle and a small smile. "So how does all of that answer your question?"

Baekhyun had to bite his bottom lip to stop the wobble as tears rolled down his cheeks, and he tightened his arms around Chanueol's waist as he softly cried, "That answered my question perfectly! Thank you so much, Chanyeol, I'm so glad I have you through all of this!" Baekhyun cried as more tears poured down his cheeks.

Chanyeol soothed him and gently rubbed his back as he whispered, "I'll be with you every step of the way, I promise." He kissed his hair and continued to gently rub his back, and once the tears had stopped and turned into a small sniffle, Chanyeol smiled as he asked, "Are you hungry, lunch is ready."

Baekhyun sniffled and weakly nodded, earning another kiss on the cheek as Chanyeol pulled out his chair and gestured for him to take a seat. He did as Chanyeol placed a small bowl of soup on the table and a sandwich, and he was about to make a comment when Chanyeol hushed him and said, "I know it's a lot, but you'll have to eat more now for the baby."

A smile twitched at Baekhyun's lips, and he nodded before taking his spoon and putting it into his chicken noodle soup, and gathering a decent amount before placing it into his mouth. Chanyeol chuckled at him before eating his soup too.


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