sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Thirteen

Minseok was concerned. The old Baekhyun was back. The Baekhyun from college who fell so quickly into the depths of his own dark moods. Baekhyun was losing weight again. He wouldn't eat and he wouldn't go anywhere and he and Jongdae decided it was time for another intervention. They knocked at the door of his apartment with wine and takeaway Chinese food. Baekhyun loved honey chicken with special fried rice. It was his favourite. They even had a paper bag filled with spring rolls and dim sims and a little bag of fortune cookies for after. Baekhyun always loved finding out what the future would hold for him.

"Let us in Baekhyun." Jongdae called out while Minseok knocked. "Should have bought the spare key." He whispered to his fiancé who nodded his agreement. "Let me in or I'll just keep banging on this door until it caves in!" Jongdae yelled and began to knock so loudly Baekhyun was sure the neighbours would think he was being broken in to.

He couldn't put it off any more. He had to let them in. Someone was bound to find out sooner or later.

He shifted his aching body from the bathroom floor where he'd just thrown up a whole mug of tea into the toilet. He opened the door and gagged again when the scent of rich garlicky food and MInseok's favourite aftershave filled his nostrils. "Red wine?" he asked to the surprise of both Minseok and Jongdae but Baekhyun swore he could smell it through the corked and unopened bottle.

His eyes were ringed dark and his hair was limp and greasy. He looked thin and pale and like he'd taken a major step back in his recovery. "Baek." Jongdae pulled him into a hug and squeezed him tight. "We're here to make you feel better. We have food and wine and fortune cookies and you're going to eat and we'll watch your favourite cooking shows and forget all about Sehun."

"Sehun isn't the problem." Baekhyun smiled weakly as tears filled his eyes. "Then what's got you in such a bad way?" Minseok moved closer, pushing Jongdae out the way, sensing this was going to be heavy. He never should have encouraged Baekhyun to get closer to that baker guy. But he never realised he'd fall so quickly again. "Are you depressed because Chanyeol hasn't called you yet? Why don't you just call him?"

"It's not him either! Well not really." Baekhyun's voice rose as a tear escaped and ran down his thin pale cheek.

"I'm pregnant."

Jongdae dropped the bag of food in shock.

"Are you sure?" Minseok asked gently as he put his arm around his distraught friend. "Fucking go in there and look if you don't believe me." Baekhyun indicated the bathroom where he felt like he'd been living for the last week of his life. Minseok opened the door and saw the tests scattered on the sink and the floor. He stared at the tests, guessing there were about twelve lying around, and picked one up. The two blue lines were definite and bold. There was no mistake.

"Baek. Really?" Jongdae squealed as he hugged his best friend tight. "You're so lucky! Minseok said we have to wait until after the wedding to try but, wow, I'm going to be an uncle! Really?" he asked again and Baekhyun smiled through his tears. He somehow knew Jongdae would help him see the bright side.

"You're going to have a cutie little baby!" He grabbed Baekhyun by the hand and dragged him over to the couch. "None of this!" he said as he took the wine out into the kitchen. He came back with bowls and began to empty the containers of food out and Baekhyun sniffed a little. "No..." he shook his head as the scent of the oil and meat in the dim sims hit his nose. "Maybe this..." he pointed to the rice and Jongdae smiled when Baekhyun took the bowl but he quickly handed it back. "Can you pick the egg out please?" he asked. Jongdae quickly complied. Then the scent of something else hit Baekhyun's senses. The rich sweet smell of honey. "Is that honey chicken?" he asked and Jongdae jumped up to open the container. He picked out the nicest few pieces, not enough to overwhelm Baekhyun, and put them on top of Baekhyun's meagre pile of rice.

When the sweet honey flavour filled Baekhyun's mouth he groaned in pleasure. "Oh no." he said as Minseok joined them. "Now I have to eat this every day. I haven't enjoyed anything for weeks." He stuffed the chicken into his mouth as his stomach growled and after a few mouthfuls of the rice he looked around on the table. "You want more chicken don't you?" Minseok had joined them and was beyond happy to see his friend eating and enjoying something nourishing.

He dropped the rest of the chicken into Baekhyun's bowl and waited for him to finish chewing. "Is it that Chanyeol guy's baby?" Minseok asked and Baekhyun nodded. "When are you going to tell him?"

Baekhyun felt cold all over. He didn't even know Chanyeol. He didn't know if he would want this baby. Would he want to be in their lives? Would he want to be responsible or would he want to run a mile?

Baekhyun shrugged. "I'm not sure. It's my problem and it's my responsibility. I can take care of this on my own." "No Baek you can't. It's his responsibility too, as much as he may or may not want it, and he's going to have to accept that." Minseok frowned as he chewed on a spring roll. "He might be thrilled. You never know." Baekhyun shook his head. "He won't. He was so adamant Minseok. He wanted nothing more than a fling, just something casual, he told me that. And it seemed like a great idea. Until this." Baekhyun stared at his stomach, thinner and flatter than ever, and stuffed a huge bite of the honey covered chicken into his mouth. "He's not going to want a baby or to be a father. He's definitely not going to want me when I'm fat and needy and gross. And I don't need him. I can do this on my own."

"He still has a right to know." Jongdae tried to smile but he was worried. "No. he doesn't need his life ruined by this." Baekhyun shook his head. "Plus what if he tries to get me to, you know ...." He stared down at his hands. "I need some water."

When he walked out into the kitchen Jongdae shook his head at Minseok who looked equally as troubled. "What do we do?" he whispered. "The guy has a right to know." "We keep quiet until Baek gets more used to this." Minseok said as he tossed the remaining dim sims on his plate over onto Jongdae's. "He'll have to tell him eventually. All we can do is be there for him Dae." Jongdae knew Minseok was right. He was almost always right.

"What are you whispering about?" Baekhyun asked as he returned with his water. He'd put a big slice of lemon in it as it seemed to help settle his stomach somewhat. "Nothing." Minseok said as he held his arms out and Baekhyun collapsed into his arms. Minseok stroked his hair while Baekhyun cried into his lap and Jongdae held his feet with one hand and his plate of food with the other.

"You're not alone Baek." Jongdae said as he put his food down and rubbed Baekhyun's feet. "You have us. Right Minseok?" "Right!" Minseok grinned when Baekhyun sat up and reached for a fortune cookie.

When he cracked it open he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Look forward to being blessed with a new love in your life

Baekhyun rubbed his flat stomach and thought how it couldn't be truer.