sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Seventeen

Chanyeol was in an excellent mood. He'd been on the set all day with Kyungsoo making the sweet treats his friend would parade on TV for his captive audience never knowing that it was all Chanyeol's gifted hands behind the scenes. He was happy that way. He didn't need accolades or publicity and he couldn't think of anything worse than being on TV. Kyungsoo pretended to bake the peanut butter filled chocolate cake and Chanyeol smiled as he saw how delicious it looked on camera.

He wandered back over to the on set kitchen and checked the oven. A plain but light and fluffy vanilla sponge was rising gently and he looked at his watch. Five more minutes and it would be done. He sliced fresh raspberries and checked the glaze was cooling and soon it was time to turn the cake out onto a cooling tray. Steam rose up from the sponge when he turned it out and the smell he inhaled was sweet and delicious. He couldn't help but think this was exactly the kind of thing Baekhyun would like. The vanilla and raspberry combination was one of his favourites. He wondered if he was feeling better and felt his pockets for his phone, swearing when he realised he'd left it home. He'd been so busy he hadn't even noticed.

When the cake was cool he glazed the top, letting the glaze run down the sides, giving it an aesthetic drip effect. He piled the top with sliced fresh raspberries and added a few mint leaves. He'd filled the middle with a thin layer of sweet lemon cream cheese. "That's going to make me look good." He heard Kyungsoo's voice behind him and he laughed low and deep. "Good. I hope it does. As long as you keep paying me..." "You call him yet?" Kyungsoo asked and Chanyeol cringed. Kyungsoo wouldn't quit. Every day he asked if he'd called Baekhyun and every day Chanyeol had an excuse. "He hasn't been feeling well Kyungsoo. His secretary told me that."  He sighed. "Plus he hasn't been in at all since we, you know, and I think he's avoiding me..."

"The way you keep avoiding calling him?" Kyungsoo stared at Chanyeol in that way that made him feel like he was seeing inside his mind. Kyungsoo knew Chanyeol better than anyone, he knew his faults and flaws, his deep seated insecurities. He knew he had to push him. "He's not avoiding you. Just call him. Today."

His stare was fierce and Chanyeol knew he was right. He had to stop avoiding it. It was either call him or forget him. And he couldn't forget him no matter how hard he tried. He'd tried to seem all cool, making big claims about wanting something casual, but Chanyeol couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful man who'd briefly breezed in and out of his life so quickly. "He just seems out of my league a bit...." Chanyeol sighed. "He's got his shit together so well Kyungsoo. I mean, besides that whole failed wedding thing, like his business and his apartment. He's just such an adult and I make cakes for a living and still live with my parents...."

"Chanyeol stop being a dick." Kyungsoo scowled. "Your business is successful as well, and you work for me on this to show, and you live at home with your parents because you like it. Not because you have to. It's different." He laughed at the sulky look Chanyeol always made when he knew Kyungsoo was right. "You think I didn't think the same things about Jongin when we met? Shit, Chanyeol, I met the number one model in the country and I wanted him. Do you know what I did?" Chanyeol laughed loudly. "I know what you did. You chased after him relentlessly." Kyungsoo nodded. "Yep. I wanted him and I made sure he knew. And now look where we are."

Chanyeol smiled at the smug little smirk on his best friend's face. "Damn it why are you always right?"

He cleaned up while Kyungsoo filmed the segment and then the day was over. As they usually would, Chanyeol took a huge knife and began cutting the various sweets and desserts they'd used, handing around boxes for the crew to take the food home. When he cut the raspberry cake he took a huge chunk and put it in a box to take out to his car. "Going home to eat your feelings again?" Kyungsoo said snidely and Chanyeol blushed. "Maybe I'm hoping to go and share it with someone...." He ignored the gleaming smile Kyungsoo flashed at him. It was kind of creepy.

It was late already so he didn't bother calling in to the bakery or home. He drove straight to the building where he knew Baekhyun lived. It was in a nice neighbourhood and was one of the most recent builds in the area. Right across the road from a beautiful big park, it was unmistakable, with its gleaming glass frontage, and its tree lined visage. It was just the kind of place Chanyeol always imagined himself living one day. It was even close to the bakery.

He drove around a little before finding a spot on the other side of the park. He locked his car and brushed some flour off his jeans before heading across the park with the cake box in his hands. He smiled and started walking faster when he saw Baekhyun. He looked tired, thinner than ever, and Chanyeol was filled with worry at the sight of Baekhyun's deterioration. He stood in the shadow of a huge tree and watched him walk towards the buildings doors and was just about to walk across the road when he saw the other man. Tall and handsome, young and fit looking, he walked with a confidence that was almost an arrogance. Chanyeol had never met him, never even seen a picture, but the way he strode towards Baekhyun with a purpose told the story of who he was.

The fiancé.

Chanyeol watched them argue a little, he could see the hurt on Baekhyun's face, and was just about to step towards them and ask if he was okay. It wasn't his business but he didn't like the way the man was making Baekhyun look so devastatingly sad. But just as he decided to intervene he saw the man's face soften and his arms open wide and he watched on as Baekhyun fell into them with an expression of relief written all over his sad little face. He felt suddenly out of place, like he was spying on a private moment, and he clutched his cake box tight to his chest as he turned and walked back across the park to his car.

No wonder Baekhyun hadn't called him. It wasn't Chanyeol's place to judge but after everything he told him, after how hurt he had been, he couldn't believe he'd taken his fiancé back. Chanyeol chuckled bitterly as he tossed the cake box on the passenger seat of his car as he drove away from the beautiful tree lined park. He'd been the one who'd assured Baekhyun they could have a casual thing without complicating it with feelings and commitments and he'd been the one to fall too hard. He eyed the cake box and decided he would definitely be eating his feelings tonight. And he tried not to think too hard about Baekhyun back in the arms of his fiancé.