sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Nine

Baekhyun adjusted his trousers and smoothed his shirt before he walked into the Four Seasons ballroom. He admired the chalkboard at the entrance with the names of the betrothed on carefully crafted display. He'd arranged for a chalkboard artist and smiled with satisfaction at the results. He loved when a couple showed up with no budget restrictions and let his creativity run wild.

When he walked inside he tried hard not to be in work mode but he couldn't help but wander around. The foliage on the tables was very unromantically named 'Pig's Ear' but the stunning silver waves looked beautiful amongst the sprigs of olive leaves and the tiny carefully selected pine cones and cognac coloured chiffon. Black table cloths, white plates, low candles and plenty of gold rimmed glassware. It was really unusual and stunning and Baekhyun decided he would ask for permission to use the photos on his website.

He walked around a little awkwardly as he tried to fit in. he didn't really know anyone here, he recognised people from tv or magazines, fashion designers and daytime soap stars, industry friends of the famous couple. With no one to talk to he considered eating and leaving but Jongin spotted him from across the room and beckoned him over.

"You made it!" he said and pulled him into a brief hug, bending down a little to kiss his cheek, making Baekhyun blush. "Thanks for inviting me." He said a little falsely. He didn't really know why he was there. Suddenly a figure loomed over him and he turned to see the tall baker standing behind him. He was wearing a white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the collar unbuttoned just enough. Slim black pinstripe pants, an expensive looking belt, and a neat slicked up hairstyle completed the look. It was such a departure from his usual look that Baekhyun gaped a little. "Hey Mr Wedding Planner!" he said loudly as he clutched a half-drunk glass of champagne. "Hey Mr Cheesecake maker." Baekhyun smiled back and they both laughed. Jongin looked from one to the other and smiled to himself. "Baekhyun doesn't know anyone here," he said as he turned to find Kyungsoo. "Why don't you take him to get a drink."

One drink quickly turned into many as Baekhyun let loose a little. He liked the tall man, he had an enjoyable easygoing nature, and their conversations flowed like they had known each other for years. When the dinner was served Baekhyun was surprised to see himself seated at the wedding party table but the three glasses of champagne he had already consumed made his subconscious brush it off. Chanyeol continued to amuse him throughout the dinner, making him laugh loudly, making the rest of the table eye them curiously. They made an interesting pair, the tall loud man with a booming laugh and clumsy hands, and the small thin man with dark circles under his eyes and a smile that was too quickly faded.

Baekhyun ate well and emptied his glass again and Chanyeol noticed immediately. "Let's go to the bar." He said and when Baekhyun sipped the fourth glass he felt a relaxation wash over him that he hadn't felt in ages. He liked Chanyeol's company, he liked the feeling of having a night out without being a third wheel with Jongdae and Minseok, and most of all he liked the careful attention of the tall man. He fussed over Baekhyun, treating him gently and carefully, attentively getting drinks and snatching small treats for him from the trays of finger foods being waited around. Baekhyun had forgotten what it felt like to be treated like he was important, like he was someone worth enjoying, like he was special. Chanyeol, and the five or six glasses of champagne in his belly, made him feel special.

As the night wore on he began to feel a little woozy. He wasn't used to drinking so much and when Chanyeol tried to turn him towards the dance floor he begged for some air. When they walked outside and the cold air hit him Baekhyun sobered enough to feel alert when Chanyeol suddenly pulled him into his arms. He let him hold him for just a little while before he pulled back and looked up at him.

"Chanyeol, you're really sweet and I like you, but I can't really start something up right now. I'm still kind of messed up. You know." Chanyeol smiled down at him and nodded. "Yeah I know. I like you but I'm not looking for something serious here. I understand being scared but why don't you just relax and let me show you a good night. You're cute, I'm cute, let's go inside and have another glass of champagne and maybe even dance and have some fun......" Chanyeol trailed off as he grabbed Baekhyun around the waist and lifted him up a little making the smaller man giggle. He couldn't help it. Chanyeol was right. A little fun sounded wonderful.

When they pressed their bodies into the crowd on the dance floor something ignited inside Baekhyun. Chanyeol wrapped his arms around him and pulled their bodies close and he sighed with a resignation and relaxation he had been missing from his life. It felt good to be in someone's arms, it felt wonderful and warming to be held, and as their bodies rocked against each other in time with the beat he felt something else as well. He looked up to see Chanyeol looking down at him with a soft edged hunger and he knew Chanyeol wanted him. And he wanted to be wanted.

It had been a long time since he felt wanted. He tiptoed up a little to bring their faces closer and Chanyeol took the hint. He leaned down and captured his lips in a gentle kiss and Baekhyun felt life rush through his body. The emotion and adrenaline coursed through his brain and combined it's intoxication with the effects of the alcohol. He hummed in delight and deepened the kiss and when his tongue made its way into Chanyeol's mouth it tasted of champagne and cake and a hint of something imperceptible. It tasted like heaven and sweeter than any dessert he'd ever tried.

Comforted by the mutual feeling of a casual encounter Baekhyun grabbed him by the hand. He pulled Chanyeol off the dance floor and towards the door. "Where are we going?" Chanyeol asked as the smaller dragged him out to the street in search of a cab before he lost his nerve. He asked the question but he already knew the answer and when Baekhyun spoke Chanyeol grinned. "We're going to my place." Baekhyun said as a cab pulled up and they climbed into the backseat. He gave the address to the driver and was sure to make it clear. "There will be only one stop tonight." He said before snuggling into Chanyeol's warm chest as the cab sped through the night. Maybe Chanyeol was just what he needed to start to heal his heart.