sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Twenty

Chanyeol was just about to close up for the day when the bell over the door rang. He wiped his hands with a cloth and walked out to find Baekhyun leaning on the counter looking like he might pass out. His eyes were closed and when he opened them he smiled and Chanyeol felt his heart skip. Chanyeol looked over him and wanted more than anything to smile back at the short man but then he remembered the fiancé and steeled his nerve.

"Hi Baekhyun," he said with a weak smile, "what can I get for you today?" He watched Baekhyun's eyes dart around the cafe nervously before losing focus for a brief second and Chanyeol was just about to ask him if he was okay. But then he remembered. Of course he wasn't okay. He was back with him, the fiancé who left him at the altar, the man who did nothing but leech off him and destroy his confidence. No wonder he looked so tired.

"Hi Chanyeol. I, ah, I would have come earlier, you know, to see you..." Baekhyun's stomach chose this moment to growl loudly and Chanyeol wondered if he was dieting again. Baekhyun had been open about his insecurities when he was with Sehun and how much effort he put into maintaining his slim physique. It made Chanyeol so angry, the thought of this beautiful perfect man suffering and depriving himself and starving, all to seem good enough for that asshole.

"Chanyeol, I was hoping we could talk, and that you had some of the raspberry danish with no custard."

Chanyeol laughed a little as he opened the glass cabinet from the back. "They were a mistake without the custard, you know, and your secretary bought them all and kept buying them so I kept making them like that." Chanyeol pulled one out with a tiny pair of tongs and Baekhyun held up three fingers. Chanyeol plucked out two more and handed the bag to Baekhyun. He didn't want to try and keep him any longer. He didn't want to try and get Baekhyun to stick around for tea and happy conversation when it just hurt too much. He couldn't believe he'd just let it slip that he kept making the custard free danish hoping that one day it would be Baekhyun looking for them and not his secretary.

"Can we talk?" Baekhyun asked again and Chanyeol shrugged. "We are." His stomach churned. The rejection was bad enough getting it second hand. He didn't need to hear it from Baekhyun's own mouth.

"Chanyeol, I don't really know how to say this..." "Look, Baekhyun, you don't have to do this," Chanyeol interrupted him. "I know you're back with your fiancé. I saw you guys the other night." Baekhyun seemed surprised. "What do you mean? And when?" "Outside your building. I was bringing you a slice of cake, I thought you were avoiding me so I was just going to turn up, and when I walked across the park I saw the two of you. I knew who he was. I saw you two hugging." Chanyeol had replayed the memory over and over. He couldn't blame Sehun. Being in Baekhyun's arms was pretty sweet.

"Chanyeol I'm not back with Sehun." He pulled the ultrasound photo out of his pocket as he leaned on the counter and put it on the counter between them. "I'm pregnant Chanyeol. And it's definitely yours. Twelve weeks, count back if you don't believe me, and if you'd kept watching me tell Sehun you would have seen him run a mile. I told him to get him out of my life for good and it worked."

Chanyeol stared in shock. Pregnant? Baekhyun was pregnant and that's why he'd been avoiding him? His eyes wandered over the grainy black and white picture on the counter and he was just about to pick it up before Baekhyun lost all the colour in his face.

"I haven't been feeling very well...." he smiled weakly at Chanyeol as his eyes lost focus. "But the baby is fine. It's fine and healthy Chanyeol..."

His eyes rolled back in his head as he sank to the ground. Chanyeol didn't have time to think. He jumped over the counter and scooped Baekhyun into his arms. "Baekhyun... Baek..." he shook his shoulders gently but Baekhyun was out cold. He pulled his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed for an ambulance followed the instructions the dispatch officer gave him over the phone while he waited.

Baekhyun was breathing so Chanyeol cradled his head while he waited for the sound of sirens. When two paramedics burst in the main door with a gurney Chanyeol finally felt able to breath.

"His name is Byun Baekhyun. He's pregnant, 12 weeks, and he said he wasn't feeling well. I don't think he's eaten and he seemed really out of it." Chanyeol's nervousness made words tumble out of his mouth. This was all happening too quickly and he wasn't able to even comprehend what was happening. As the paramedics strapped Baekhyun to the gurney Chanyeol grabbed his phone and keys and wallet. On the way out he snatched the ultrasound photo from the counter and locked the door behind them.

"I can come too right?" He asked as they put Baekhyun in the ambulance outside. "Sure. Are you the father?" The paramedic asked and Chanyeol nodded as he climbed into the passenger seat. The ambulance began to move as the paramedic worked quickly and efficiently to monitor Baekhyun's blood pressure and putting an oxygen mask on his face. "His address?" She asked as Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun's tiny lifeless body on the gurney. "Ah, I don't know..." he said. "Date of birth?" He didn't know. "Does he have any allergies or known medical conditions?" Chanyeol's heart sank as he had to shake his head again.

He didn't know anything but it was all about to change. He pulled the picture out of his pocket and stared at the grainy image of his baby.

He looked from the baby to Baekhyun and back to the baby.

A baby....

A warm feeling of joy washed over Chanyeol as he stared at the picture. 12 weeks had gone by and Baekhyun hadn't even told him. It all made sense now but it didn't make Chanyeol feel any better. Was Baekhyun afraid to tell him? Was he worried, frightened, scared? Chanyeol knee Baekhyun would have been terrified but he still shouldn't have had to go through the last few weeks alone.

He reached out and stroked Baekhyun's sweaty hair back from his forehead and sighed as he clutched the picture tight. He didn't know how Baekhyun felt about him or about any of this but he did know that he wasn't going to let him go through any of it alone anymore.

"Everything will be fine Baekhyun," he whispered quietly to the man on the gurney, "I promise it will all be fine.."