Revelations - Chanbaek BDSM

Drabble #2

Chanyeol isn't exactly hard to lose in a department store so Baekhyun occasionally wanders off during the shopping, knowing full well that all he has to do is find one of those safety steps and hop onto it to look over the isle rows for the tell-tale red mop floating between the shelves to find him again. It's comforting really.

(Baekhyun's only lost him once before, but that turned out to be because Chanyeol had been helping an older gentleman he'd encountered to take his bags to his car and even though Baekhyun had been confused and a little worried he'd understood when Chanyeol had returned, a bounce in his step and a pleased smile on his face. Baekhyun is ridiculously weak to that expression.)

He's thinking about that day as he meanders into the gardening section and along it. Junmyeon has taken to caring for a few potted plants in Baekhyun's increasing absences due to college and Baekhyun loves to buy the tiny terrariums cute decorations and tease Junmyeon, telling him he's empty nesting. Junmyeon fiercely denies it, but Baekhyun makes sure to bring Chanyeol around for dinner as many nights as he can to give him extra company. It's either that or try to get him a boyfriend. Baekhyun hasn't been as successful on that end but he's still trying, much to Junmyeon's embarrassment.

He finds a little bag of multi-coloured, pearlescent stones and puts them into the small basket he's carrying. Nothing else catches his eye though so he wanders further, crossing the invisible divide where the rakes and hoses give way to cat carriers and squeaky dog balls. Baekhyun scans the hooks of bouncy toys and packets of treats. Next to all that is a row of miniature kitten collars, only large enough to fit over his hand and Baekhyun smiles to himself, pulling a couple up one wrist. They look cute.

There's a crackle bone underneath it and Baekhyun ends up far too entertained twisting it back and forth to hear the footsteps behind him. A pair of arms encircle his waist.

"I don't think those collars are exactly your size."

Baekhyun nearly drops the bone. "A little warning next time." he shoots back, smiling as Chanyeol drapes over him like a dorky blanket. Baekhyun holds out his adorned wrist. "And what, you don't think they suit me?"

Chanyeol unlatches an arm and slides the collars patiently off Baekhyun's wrist one by one, replacing them on their hooks. "I think yours is prettier."

Baekhyun flushes. The day collar is a recent addition and Baekhyun still occasionally forgets it's even there. It's thin, made of light, flexible faux leather and unless he turns his head sharply it has enough give that he often doesn't register that he has it on.

When Baekhyun first broached the idea of wearing a symbol of ownership outside the bedroom, Chanyeol presented him with quite a few options to pick from, agreeing to look over the final design but insisting multiple times over the course of the week Baekhyun took to choose that it was entirely Baekhyun's choice as to the style and material because he would be the one wearing it. After all it had taken them a year for Baekhyun to decide to let Yixing and Jongin in on this particular side to their relationship and feel brave enough in himself to start wearing a collar outside.

Chanyeol as ever, had been patient and unhurried with the whole process, never rushing Baekhyun to choose or wear anything other than the formal collar they used in scenes. When Baekhyun had asked him why one day, Chanyeol had gently replied that he knew Baekhyun was his, body and soul. The rest of the world didn't matter until Baekhyun decided it did. That night Baekhyun had shown him a picture of the collar he'd chosen and how much he'd learned in the past twelve months, stopping only when Chanyeol had made him come twice and nearly forget his own name.

The memory fills Baekhyun; it's one he often likes to remember. They have so many memories now and Baekhyun finds he likes to daydream, sifting through them like a beloved book. Chanyeol taking the toy from his hand brings him back though.