sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Fourteen

Baekhyun had never suffered like this in his life. He'd felt better for a few days before he suddenly felt worse. He sat back in his office, back drenched in sweat, his head over the wastebin as tears filled his eyes.

"Baek." Yixing's face filled with worry when he walked in. "What is wrong with you?" He put the coffee down on the desk and Baekhyun looked up at him in despair. "I guess you have to find out eventually. I'm pregnant. And apparently my body doesn't like it very much." He smiled weakly as realisation washed over his secretary's face. "Baek that's wonderful!" Yixing hugged him tight before pulling back at arm's length. "Wait, it's not Sehun's, is it?" Baekhyun shook his head.

"Anyway I can't stop throwing up whenever I try to eat something. I've tried toast, porridge, eggs, bacon, chicken, fruit and yoghurt. And that's just today..." Yixing's brow furrowed at the sight of his painfully thin and pale boss hunched over the little bin. "Why don't you take the rest of the day off? I can clear your calendar easily I'll just reschedule your appointments...." "No.." Baekhyun shook his head as he put the bin down and ran his hands through his hair. "Now isn't the time to let my business slip. I'll have to start saving so I'll need all the income I can get over the next few months."

"Have you been to the doctor?" Yixing asked and Baekhyun shook his head. "I'll schedule an appointment." Yixing said decisively as he stood up and walked out. He came back in with a glass of cold water and a wet cloth which Baekhyun took gratefully and proceeded to clean up his face. When Baekhyun's appointment showed up Yixing tuned his phone over to messages and sneaked out of the office.

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Yixing walked briskly along the busy street towards the bakery. He knew this was Baekhyun's favourite. He talked about it all the time. Yixing was sure there would be something in there that would make him feel better. He opened the door and was overwhelmed with the delicious combination of baked vanilla and chocolate and sugar. The place smelled like heaven. No wonder Baekhyun liked it so much.

"Hey!" A loud voice greeted Yixing from behind the counter. "Baekhyun's secretary. Right?" The man was tall and very handsome. Yixing almost swooned a little when he smiled but he gathered himself together quickly and inspected the glass cupboards for something suitable. "I remember you. You came into the office." Yixing bent over to inspect a row of muffins and pastries. "Baekhyun.... Isn't feeling well. What do you think I should get him?"

Chanyeol frowned at his words. "What do you mean? Is he okay?" Yixing coughed a little as he tried to cover up what he had just said. He was sure Baekhyun didn't want his secret spilled to strangers. "Yeah he's okay. He just needs something to get his strength back." Chanyeol still looked concerned. He opened a glass cabinet and used a pair of tongs to remove a few items. He placed them carefully into a white cake box before disappearing into the back room. When he came back out he had a little noodle box which he added to the pastries.

"There's a raspberry Danish with no custard, a savoury bacon and cheese muffin, apple cinnamon crumble, and a box of lemon ginger teabags. Tell him to drink the tea before he tries to eat." Chanyeol's voice was filled with empathy and care and Yixing briefly wondered if they knew each other better than he realised. But he brushed it off and pulled out his wallet to Chanyeol's staunch refusal. "No way. Just ask him to call me when he feels better. Please."

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Yixing hurried along the street with his clutched prize. He was sure this was going to make Baekhyun feel better. He was curious to ask about the tall and gorgeous bakery wonder but he decided today was not the day. He arrived just in time to fill a mug of hot water and add one of the teabags before Baekhyun showed his clients out.

Baekhyun's eyes widened when he saw the white box with the pink label on the lid. "I went to the bakery." Yixing beamed at his boss oblivious to his stunned reaction. "The baker there is really nice. He seemed really worried, he told me to tell you to drink this...." he plonked the mug of tea down on the desk, "and eat these and then call him when you felt better." He opened the box to reveal the three different treats inside.

"What did you tell him?" Baekhyun's voice wavered but he took the mug of tea and inhaled. The citrus and ginger scent somehow did make him feel better. He took a tentative sip and sighed when it made its way to his stomach without the threat of coming back up. "Nothing Baek. Just that you weren't feeling well." Yixing laughed. "I'm not stupid enough to go blabbing your secret to strangers." Strangers, Baekhyun thought, is that all we are?

"Anyway.." Yixing said as he turned to walk out. "Doctors appointment in two days. I've scheduled it already. Please try to eat something." And he walked out closing the door behind him leaving Baekhyun in peace.

He sipped all the tea slowly and marvelled at how much better it did make him feel. He opened the box and took one sniff of the apple cinnamon crumble and wrinkled his nose. Definitely not. He broke off a piece of the muffin, chewed it slowly, before reaching quickly for the bin. He retched a little but to his relief the tea stayed down. Baekhyun mentally added cheese to the ever growing list of things that made him feel sick.

Finally he picked up the Danish. The raspberry filling was both sweet and tart in his mouth, smooth and rich and tasty, the buttery pastry just the right combination of flaky and fatty. He was relieved to find that there was no custard in the Danish and he chewed the whole bite before quickly stuffing in another. And then another and another and soon the pastry was gone. With his belly full of tea and sweet raspberry Danish Baekhyun felt better than he had in ages.

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Chanyeol sighed sadly to himself as he closed the bakery up. He'd been hoping every day that Baekhyun would come in and him sending his secretary was disappointing. Chanyeol was sure it meant that Baekhyun didn't want to see him. Maybe he was embarrassed, maybe he just didn't like him, maybe he just needed a little more time. But Chanyeol was sick of waiting. He decided that if he didn't come in after a few more days he would try calling him. Hopefully he would be feeling better by then. And he hoped feeling sick wasn't just a made up excuse to avoid him.