sugar daddy * baekhyun x chanyeol

Forty five

"Do you think they've forgotten I'm here?" Chanyeol said as he pulled the chair over and laid his head down on the bed. "I hope so," Baekhyun murmured as he carded his fingers through Chanyeol's soft dark curls. "I don't want to be alone tonight." He closed his eyes, exhaustion finally winning over, and the next thing he heard was the opening of the door at 7am.

"Baek?" Byul called out and he opened his eyes. Chanyeol was asleep in the chair, his head lolling back, looking awfully uncomfortable. But their hands were still tightly clasped and he realised through his haze Chanyeol had slept all night beside him in the chair.

"No breakfast unfortunately but you can have a shower," Byun said softly as she walked in and picked up his chart and began taking his blood pressure. "I can help you if you need. But we need to be ready by 8:30am." "I'll help him," Chanyeol was instantly awake at the insinuation that Baekhyun needed something.

By the time it hit 8:30am Mrs Park had arrived. Her husband insisted it wasn't his thing and would come as soon as they were born. Minseok and Jongdae were waiting for a phone call as were Jongin and Kyungsoo. Baekhyun sat shivering in his hospital gown in the wheelchair as he was pushed though back corridors of the hospital to the theatre. When they reached the double doors Mrs Park hugged her son and then she leaned down and hugged Baekhyun as well. "Are you sure you don't want me to call someone?" she asked and he just shook his head. He had everyone he needed. He smiled a little as Byul took Chanyeol away to get him a gown and hat so he could go into the theatre as well.

"Here," Baekhyun said as he handed his ring over to Mrs Park. "I need you to look after something for me please." He knew he wasn't allowed to wear it in the theatre but he hadn't wanted to let go of it until the last minute. "Is this...." Her voice trailed off and he smiled softly and she smiled too. "He was so excited to have these made you know," she said as she turned the ring over in her hands. "He said you deserved something different. Something special that was unlike anything anyone else had." She unclipped her necklace and strung the ring onto the chain before clasping it again. "I'll give it straight back when you're done."

Chanyeol walked towards them dressed in a blue linen gown and a funny puffy hat. "You look like a baker," Baekhyun began to laugh. "I AM a baker!" Chanyeol laughed as well and Mrs Park smiled to see their excitement had replaced the tension and worry of the last few weeks. "I'll be right here," she said as Byul took them into the theatre where Dr Shim was waiting. "This is Dr Jung, he's the best paediatrician in the city, he's going to be assisting me today and checking on the babies when they're born."

"Right," the man said as they put Baekhyun onto the table on his side, "ready to become parents?" Baekhyun closed his eyes as he was injected with a local anaesthetic near his spine and squeezed Chanyeol's hand as the epidural was put in. "You'll probably feel really cold," Byul warned him and he nodded as he was moved back onto his back and a sheet was raised blocking his view. He couldn't feel a thing below the waist, not cold, not pain, nothing. He wondered if he would ever be able to walk again and tried not to let panic sink in. He'd been offered a calmative but had refused it and now he was regretting his decision. But his babies were coming and he wanted to be alert and ready to greet them into the world.

"It's all going to be fine," Chanyeol said as he leaned his head near Baekhyun's. The whole thing didn't take nearly as long as either of them expected. There was no pain but a very strange tugging and pulling sensation and suddenly a loud cry echoed around the room. "She's here," Dr Shim announced as Byul put the baby onto Baekhyun's chest. She was tiny, like a little bird, and her head was covered with a thick mop of dark curly hair. "She's exactly like I dreamed," Chanyeol said with wonder as he looked down at her. She screamed loudly and they both smiled through their tears. She was strong. They could tell.

Byul took her away and handed her to Dr Jung and they didn't have time to wonder where she went. More pulling and tugging and then silence. "Nurse," Dr Shim called Byul over and no one spoke. "What's happening?" Baekhyun whispered and Chanyeol shook his head. "I don't know," he said and Baekhyun began to tremble. He felt strange, empty and cold, and suddenly very afraid. He heard the strong squall of his daughter from the other side of the room, and nothing else, and his eyes silently implored Chanyeol to find out what was happening.

Chanyeol leaned around the screen and saw them bent over the little table. A heat lamp beat down on the cloth-covered bed and Dr Jung and Byul were furiously working on the tiny baby. And then it happened. A cry, so tiny it was almost imperceptible, then another. Dr Jung lifted him proudly and brought him over to lay on his Dad's chest and Baekhyun began to cry. "He's fine. He just needed some suction, he had a lot of mucus in his nose and throat, but he's fine."

He was so small. Even smaller than his sister and so delicate looking. His skin was almost translucent and his head had a fine layer of soft dark hair. As did his shoulders and back. "Is he supposed to be hairy?" Baekhyun whispered through his tears and Chanyeol laughed loudly. "It's normal," Byul said as she brought the little girl over and laid her next to her brother. "Especially when babies are early."

And then they were gone. Chanyeol stayed with Baekhyun while he was stitched closed, put back together, and finally he was able to be moved to recovery. The babies were now dried and nappied and nestled inside little glass cribs with bright lights beating down on them and tiny little sunglasses covering their eyes. Byul pushed one and Dr Jung pushed the other and Chanyeol pushed Baekhyun in his wheelchair out into the waiting area.

"They're so small," Mrs Park said wistfully, "and just like you when you were that age." "When can we hold them?" Mr Park asked eagerly, surprising his son, Chanyeol hadn't known his Dad to be interested in babies so much. "Not for a little while yet," Dr Jung said. "They're very small and will need to be in the incubators for a while but they're both strong and breathing on their own. That's a good sign for them."

Mrs Park took some photos and then the babies were whisked away into the special care nursery and Baekhyun was taken back to his room.

"I want my babies," he said sadly and Chanyeol pouted. "I know," he said. "But you need to eat and rest and then we'll go see them. Okay?" "Okay," Baekhyun nodded. He ate a little of the sandwich Mrs Park had brought with her and was suddenly ravenous. It was amazing, like flicking a switch, the constant nausea of the last eight months gone, vanished from his body with the babies.

"I want to see them," Baekhyun murmured as Byul hooked him up to an IV of fluids and gave him a shot of pain relief. Minutes later he was fast asleep and Byul smiled at Chanyeol's worried expression. "He needs to rest," she said as he led Chanyeol from the room. She left him standing by the window of the special care nursery watching his tiny son and daughter from behind the glass.

He was a Dad.