sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Thirty three

His bladder was full to bursting but Baekhyun's eyes sparkled with excitement. His expression of anticipation was reflected on the face of Chanyeol who walked with him into the room. It was cool and dimly lit and Baekhyun's anxiety over this place had faded with Chanyeol holding tight to his hand. He couldn't wait to see his babies.

"Mr Byun, how have you been feeling?" the technician smile as he clambered a little awkwardly onto the bed. "I've been well," he smiled at Chanyeol and lifted his shirt to expose the roundness of his belly. She gave him the little cloth to tuck in and squirted him with the cold get as Chanyeol settled onto the chair next to the bed. "I can feel them kicking now," he said as he lay back uncomfortably on the flat cold bed.

"Now, this might take a little while today, I have to check the measurements of their bones, and with two to check it's twice as long," she began to move the wand around and, unlike last time, this time they both popped straight onto the screen. "They've gotten so big!" Chanyeol remarked loudly as his shining eyes focused on the screen. He absentmindedly leaned over to see a bit better and popped a kiss on Baekhyun's forehead without a word. "Is everything okay?" Baekhyun asked and she smiled briefly. "It should be," she moved the wand around and used the screen to superimpose measurements onto the images, "and if there's any obvious abnormalities I will be able to see straight away."

She continued to click images as the wand moved around. "They aren't identical," she said as she focused on the screen, "There are two distinct amniotic sacs and two placentas. I can tell you the gender today if you want as well." Baekhyun's eyes flashed straight over and he could tell by the look on Chanyeol's face that he wanted to know. Baekhyun wondered if Chanyeol was the sort of kid who hunted relentlessly for his Christmas presents before the day. He just could not wait for a surprise.

"Okay," Baekhyun said, "we want to know if you are able to tell."

"Everything looks normal; they are both a healthy size, although one is a little smaller than the other. It's nothing to worry about at this stage but because it's a multiple pregnancy your obstetrician will want to keep an eye on their growth anyway..." Baekhyun zoned out a little as he watched the babies moving around on the black and white screen and when he looked over at Chanyeol, he saw the same expression mirrored. They looked more like real babies now, their features evident on the tiny screen, their fingers and toes countable and their arms and legs measured.

"Everything looks fine," she said as she hit the print button and pulled a few pictures out. "Here's a couple for you to take now," Chanyeol took the printed images, labelled twin one and twin two, and stared at them with a trembling lip.

"Please don't cry..." Baekhyun begged him. However, when Chanyeol handed him a copy of the pictures he was the one who broke. Tears streamed down his cheeks as Chanyeol wrapped him tight in his arms. "Shhh..." Chanyeol shushed him gently as he helped him from the bed. "I told you everything was going to be fine."

Baekhyun headed straight for the toilet and as he relieved his stressed bladder he smiled happily. His constant illness and unshakeable tiredness had him convinced that it was going to affect his unborn babies. He really didn't understand how they could be growing so well and so lively when he was barely hanging on. But his thoughts so quickly turned to Chanyeol. So caring and nurturing, so adept at anticipating his needs. It was all a credit to the tall man who was singlehandedly keeping Baekhyun going. He was going to be an amazing father.

When he walked out he saw Chanyeol, once again, paying the bill with his credit card. Baekhyun absentmindedly wondered how much money Chanyeol had. It didn't matter to him at all, he wasn't like that, he was used to being the provider in the relationship anyway. He wasn't by any means rich but he'd been rich enough for Sehun to use him as some kind of low-rent sugar daddy. Chanyeol's bakery seemed successful enough but he worked long hours, his work for Kyungsoo's tv show was sporadic and seasonal and couldn't make that much money, and Chanyeol still lived with his parents. None of this screamed money or luxury or wealth. "I was going to pay for this one," Baekhyun protested but Chanyeol just brushed it off. It still worried Baekhyun when he saw the receipt for over three hundred dollars. It was a lot of money.

An hour later, when Chanyeol pulled his car up in front of a huge mansion, Baekhyun's eyes widened. "Ready?" Chanyeol asked before they got out. "They're so excited to finally meet you." Baekhyun looked over the huge home that looked more like a palace, the high fence and coded gate, the visible terracotta roof set far back from the road. Chanyeol leaned out the window and punched the code in and when the gates opened Baekhyun's mouth hung agape in shock. The place was huge, it was perfect and beautiful, it was opulent but reserved and tasteful. It was exactly the sort of home Baekhyun would have it he had money like this. Neat shrubbery lined the driveway and manicured grass was visible as far as the eye could see. He decided he already liked Chanyeol's parents. They had excellent taste.

Baekhyun had been incredibly shy about coming here and doing this. He had listened to Chanyeol's insistence that his parents were happy about everything and wanted to meet him but he still felt weird about it. He didn't want them to think he'd trapped their son in any way. He'd dressed down for the occasion, a warm navy blue sweater loosely covering his bump, his collar peeking out neatly from the top. He expected a stilted dinner party, marked by awkward questions and a lot of silent chewing, and Baekhyun silently willing it to be over.

They parked and, to Baekhyun's surprise, the door flew open and a woman rushed out. She was almost his height and her head was covered with thick dark curls the exact replica of the ones he loved on Chanyeol. Her eyes were warm and her cheeks were pink and the expression on her face was excited and happy. "You must be Baekhyun!" she said as her hands went to his cheeks. "You're beautiful! My grandbabies are going to be beautiful! With your genes, and his-" her eyes flicked over to Chanyeol who was blushing at his Mum's enthusiasm, "ah, they're going to be just perfect. Two perfect babies."

"Here," Chanyeol moved to Baekhyun's side and squeezed his hand while his free one held out the ultrasound pictures to his parents as they all still stood in the doorway. "They're growing strong and healthy and just as they should, the boy is a little smaller than the girl, but apparently that's nothing to worry about.."

"Boy and girl?" her eyes filled with tears as she looked from Baekhyun to Chanyeol and back to Baekhyun. "Yeah," Baekhyun said softly as Chanyeol grinned and nodded. And Baekhyun decided then and there that he was never going to be allowed to see where their presents were hidden. The man couldn't keep a secret to save his life.