Winter Heat | chanbaek

Chapter Forty-Seven

Baekhyun had just finished stuffing his third taco into his mouth and was reaching for a fourth when Kyungsoo said, "Ah, Baek, maybe you should pace yourself? You know, encase you suddenly hurl everywhere?"

Baekhyun wiped the corner of his mouth and mumbled around his mouthful of food. "Shut up, Soo," he said. "I haven't properly eaten in days because every time I try it doesn't settle well and I end up on the bathroom floor, and today I feel good enough to eat as many tacos as I want. So if you have a problem with that, I don't want to hear about it!" Baekhyun snappily retorted.

Kyungsoo pursed his lips and didn't say anything in reply, he just bit his bottom lip and adverted his gaze as he slipped on his Coke. But Baekhyun's mood had grown sour, and he just huffed before shoving away his food as he quietly grumbled, "You should really keep your opinions to yourself...."

Kyungsoo rolled his eyes in response, before asking the waitress for boxes to pack away their food. They each split the bill, and then they were going back outside to Kyungsoo's car and driving home.

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When Chanyeol got off work, he texted Baekhyun and told him he had to run an errand before coming home, but as he stood outside his apartment building staring at the main entrance he was having a hard time bringing himself to go inside. He took a deep breath, and slowly inhaled before pushing the door open.

He took the elevator and used the longish ride to figure out what he would say, but it was difficult when there was a million different voices screaming over each other inside his head. He squeezed his eyes closed and rubbed his temples, and then his hand moved into his back pocket to touch his wallet that kept Baekhyun's ultrasound photo safe and sound. He inhaled a deep breath and squared his shoulders, and when the elevator doors glided open he knew exactly what he would say.

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Baekhyun was laying on his couch and moaning into a pillow, and around a mouthful of cotton he cried, "I think I ate too much!"

Kyungsoo rolled his eyes from the floor and moved his chess piece as he muttered, "You think?"

Baekbeom sighed and frowned at Kyungsoo before softly muttering, "You're not helpful." Kyungsoo just shrugged in response; and Baekbeom rolled his eyes. "Do you want some tea?" Baekbeom asked. "It might help to calm your stomach?"

Baekhyun moaned again and nodded. "Yes, please!" he groaned.

Kyungsoo sighed. "I told you not to eat so much...." he muttered matter-of-factly.

Baekhyun pursed his lips and turned his head to glare at Kyungsoo as he snapped, "Did I ask for your opinion? No, so shut up!"

Kyungsoo pursed his lips and grumbled, "Diva."

Baekhyun narrowed his eyes and threw a pillow at Kyungsoo, knocking him over as the chess pieces went flewing onto the floor.

"Baekhyun!" Kyungsoo yelled. "Stop acting like a pity child!"

"Then you stop acting like a big fat jerk!" Baekhyun yelled back.

"I am not acting like a 'big fat jerk', Baekhyun! And don't call me 'fat', your fat!" Kyungsoo yelled.

Baekhyun's jaw dropped, and his bottom lip wobbled before he suddenly bursted into tears and sobbed, "I'm not f–fat, you jerk, I'm pre–pregnant and you're a mean friend!"

Kyungsoo groaned before scooting towards the couch as he softly said, "Baek, don't cry, please? I didn't mean it, I'm just frustrated. You're not fat, okay, you're perfect." Kyungsoo sighed as he rubbed Baekhyun's back.

Baekhyun continued to sniffle into the pillows, and Baekbeom poked his head around the corner of the kitchen as he whispered, "Is it safe to come out, now?"

Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and replied, "Yes, it's safe now, you coward."

Baekbeom sighed as he walked into the room and placed down Baekhyun's tea, who at that point had started to snore. Kyungsoo rolled his eyes, and pulled the blanket off the back of the couch to cover Baekhyun. Baekbeom smiled and kissed the crown of his brother's head before joining Kyungsoo back on the floor.

His eyes widened when he saw their destroyed board game as he muttered, "What happened?"

Kyungsoo just rolled his eyes and replied, "Don't ask."

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Chanyeol twisted open the lock to his apartment and quietly stepped inside, which was strange for him since it was his home, but he didn't want Yoora to know he was there until he was ready for her to know. He closed the door quietly behind himself and put his keys back into his pocket before walking further into the room.

The living room was empty, as well as the kitchen, that had cookie containers occupying every surface; he knew it hadn't been that way before he left. Chanyeol sighed and walked pass the living room again down the narrow hallway that had all the bedrooms. He peeked inside the small guest room first, and noticed it was empty with the bed neatly made. Chanyeol sighed as he quietly closed the door, now knowing exactly where his sister would be hiding out.

He quietly opened his bedroom door to find both Yoora and Sehun sitting on the bed with a container of cookies between them. Chanyeol sighed as he stepped into the room and muttered, "Sehun, do you mind giving me space to talk to my sister?"

Sehun nodded as he slide off the bed, and as he passed Chanyeol he muttered, "Be nice to her, she was only doing what she thought she had to...."

Chanyeol sighed. "Thanks, Sehun."

Sehun nodded, and then it was only Chanyeol and Yoora. Neither one of them spoke, Chanyeol just remained by the door while Yoora remained on the bed eating her day old cookies. She refused to meet Chanyeol's gaze as he walked into the room and sat down beside her on the bed, he even reached for a cookie and leaned back against his pillows as he ate it. They sat that way for moments longer, until unable to take the silence anymore, Yoora asked, "What are you doing here, Chanyeol?"

"I live here," Chanyeol replied.

Yoora rolled her eyes and muttered, "Don't play dumb, you know what I mean."

Chanyeol sighed. "Okay, I know what you mean, and I'm here because . . . I'm here because I love you and I don't want our fighting to break up our bond. Yoora, I know you think you're right, but please hear me when I say you aren't. Baekhyun makes me happy like no one ever has, and I know you saw that even if you refuse to admit it. I also know that deep down you know I'm right, and refuse to admit that as well. But Yoora, isn't it better to admit defeat than fighting against the one person who loves you unconditionally?"

"I want your approval. I want you too met, Baekhyun again, and I want you to see what I see. And once you do, you'll know you won't have to worry about me anymore because he makes me feel safe and loved and so unbelievably happy —- which are all things and more, I know you want for me. So please, Yoora, stop going against me."

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A/N: Hello, lovelies, I hope you enjoyed the update. Also, if you're interested in reading my new story Until We Drop, the first chapter has been published and you can find it on my page. It'd mean a lot to me if you checked it out, but I'll also understand if you can't read it because of the content.

Anyway, have a lovely day/night, and thank you so much for reading!

Love from,
BunnyBaekkiee ❤️