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It's dark. The lights are already out and the silence is too deafening you can hear your own mind speak.

Baekhyun can't go back to sleep. He should be sleeping right now because tomorrow will be a special day.

But he just can't.

He quietly twists the doorknob of his room and steps out, looking left to right, left to right, as though just to check if someone is there.

He is scared. It's too dark.

Of course there isn't, Baekhyun mentally says to console himself. There are only the two of them living in this house, why would someone be here aside from them?

Hesitantly, Baekhyun takes another five feather-light steps to bring himself closer to Chanyeol's room. He purses his lips and hugs his white pillow which covers almost half of his face and body.

He takes a deep breath and knocks.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Baekhyun waits.

Still sleeping soundly on his bed, Chanyeol turns to his side and snores.

Baekhyun presses his cheek against the door, hearing the soft ticking of the clock and the low buzzing sound of the aircon.

He knocks again louder. Once. Twice. Thrice.

Chanyeol hears a subtle knock on the door, making him wake up from his sleep. He groans under his breath, while his blanket ruffles as he moves aimlessly. Turning his head towards the door as he slits his eyes lazily, he hears another three consecutive knocks.

He rubs his eyes sleepily.

"What is it?" Chanyeol says in a low voice.

The door swings open without any noise, and Baekhyun sheepishly reveals himself behind the pillow he is hugging. He is clad in a white loose pajamas as he stands there by the door silently.

"Chanyeol-sunbae..."

Chanyeol furrows his eyebrows.

"I can't go back to sleep," Baekhyun mumbles, and Chanyeol can hear a trace of fear in his voice. "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"It's fine."

"Did I disturb your sleep?"

"No," Chanyeol says, "Did you have a bad dream?"

Baekhyun doesn't answer. He closes the door behind him and walks towards the foot of Chanyeol's bed.

Chanyeol only looks at him, waiting, watching, observing.

Baekhyun never says anything either. He has his head ducked down, looking at his toes as if they are more interesting than Chanyeol's face. He shifts his weight in his left foot to the right, biting his lower lip anxiously.

Chanyeol gets up and makes a little space beside him.

"Come here."

Baekhyun sits on the bed beside Chanyeol but he doesn't lie down.

"Are you all right?"

Baekhyun shakes his head, Chanyeol can sense the other male is close to crying. He admits there is a slight worry he feels inside him he just can't form into words.

"Did you cry?

"No..."

"What did you see?"

"I saw the ceiling," Baekhyun whispers, remembering his experience earlier.

Chanyeol isn't fond of any gentle physical contact, but he just feels the need to brush Baekhyun's fringe covering his face.

So he does it anyway, using his free hand to swat Baekhyun's long bangs away to have a clear look of his gloomy eyes.

"What about the ceiling?"

Baekhyun looks up to him, his eyes trembling in fear.

"I saw the ceiling but with my eyes closed."

Chanyeol listens.

"I was so shocked, I tried to move my hands but I couldn't. My body wouldn't cooperate. I was screaming but there was no voice coming out," Baekhyun mutters, almost out of breath, "I knew I was awake but I couldn't get up. I felt like there was a heavy lump on top of me, pushing me down."

Without another word, Chanyeol pulls Baekhyun so that he is lying beside him, so that they are sharing the same pillow and blanket, so that they are only a hairsbreadth away to feeling each other's flesh behind thin pieces of clothing.

Chanyeol ignores the urge to pin Baekhyun down. He stays in place, doing nothing but breathe. He sees Baekhyun only staring blankly at a distance while he himself is staring at his angel's face.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to wake up again. I thought I wouldn't see you again..."

"You must be really scared."

"I am. I am really scared. I thought I was going to die."

"Really?"

"Yes. I called Chanyeol-sunbae's name many many times," Baekhyun mumbles, "Did you hear my voice?"

Chanyeol shakes his head.

"No. I was sleeping."

"But you see, the moment I called your name, I just woke up. I could move my hands again and I could breathe. I felt so relieved! I'm really glad that I woke up and I'm still alive."

Chanyeol is glad it is dark. Baekhyun can't see the wide smile that automatically plays on his lips.

"Have you experienced sleep paralysis before?"

"Yes. Sehun was there to comfort me."

"Did he take care of you really well?"

Baekhyun nods shyly. "Of course."

Chanyeol promptly answers him with a tight embrace, wrapping his long arms around Baekhyun's smaller frame. He puts his one arm under Baekhyun's head to pat his hair, while his another arm is over Baekhyun's side, enclosing him inside.

Baekhyun's heart skips a beat.

"There."

Baekhyun is surprised at first, but then he relaxes at the touch when he senses how comfortable Chanyeol's body is. Especially when he hugs him gently like this.

He feels so warm.

Baekhyun looks up through his long lashes, seeing Chanyeol with his eyes already shut as if telling him he doesn't want to talk anymore because he's already sleeping. A tiny smile makes its way into Baekhyun's lips as he nuzzles his nose into Chanyeol's chest, and places his dainty hands on Chanyeol's torso.

He hugs him back.

Chanyeol serves as the big spoon and Baekhyun as the small spoon.

"It won't come back," Chanyeol whispers, "I'm here and I won't leave you."

It's already too late for Baekhyun's cheeks to go warm, but hearing those words makes his actions contradict with his mind.

"Let's stay just like this."

Baekhyun hums.

"Chanyeol-sunbae?"

"Yeah?"

"I can hear it. Why is it so fast?"

"What is it?"

"Your heartbeat."

Chanyeol pulls away slightly, looking down at Baekhyun who is giving him a curious look.

He looks away shortly.

"Is it because of me?"

"You shouldn't ask questions, especially after waking me up in the middle of my sleep," Chanyeol mutters as he yawns, "That's rude, Baekhyun."

Silence envelopes the atmosphere together with their steady breathing. Chanyeol feels sleepiness overcoming him back again, until he hears Baekhyun speak:

"It has been a year since you told me you loved me."

Baekhyun sees the clock striking into twelve.

"At your graduation party, when you thought something bad had happened to me. You told me your feelings, you said those exact words that I wanted to hear."

Chanyeol shifts on the bed into a more comfortable position.

"You still remember that?"

"How could I forget the happiest moment of my life?" Baekhyun replies, "I thought you wouldn't love me back because you were always hurting me with your words and actions."

"Why didn't you give up then?" Chanyeol asks, "You suffered because of me. I told you you don't deserved someone like me."

"If I had given you up that time... would I be able to stay next to you like this?"

That's the question Baekhyun has been asking himself for a while. What if he chose another option? Would he be here in Chanyeol's arms like right now? Or would he be alone, or maybe have a different life with another man that is not Chanyeol?

"Yes," Chanyeol says, "It would be still the same if you had given me up."

"Why?"

"Because I'd be the one who would chase after you," Chanyeol answers, "I'd make sure you'd come back to me at any cost."

One thing Baekhyun hates the most about Chanyeol is his ability to form words into meaningful sentences which are either heartbreaking or astounding.

This time, what he has just heard makes him astounded, that he just wants to go cry in a corner and reflect as to how he deserved someone like Chanyeol.

Chanyeol gets up slightly and hovers over Baekhyun with his arms on either side of Baekhyun's head. Baekhyun can feel the other male's warm breath across his mouth, as Chanyeol gazes down at him with eyes full of love.

Baekhyun knows Chanyeol won't fuck him tonight.

"Make love to me," Chanyeol says.

And the first tear has fallen from Baekhyun's eyes.

"I trust you."

Baekhyun feels his nerves wreck as Chanyeol flips them over on the bed so that their positions would be exchanged.

He is sitting on top of Chanyeol while Chanyeol lies underneath.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Baekhyun shakes his head furiously.

"I-I can't do it..."

"You told me you wanted to do it," Chanyeol says, "I'm letting you do it right now."

"I-I'm scared," Baekhyun stutters, "W-what if I can't do it right? What if I hurt you? I-I won't let that happen, Chanyeol-sunbae... I-I'm still not ready, I-I can't do it..."

"I'll guide you. Don't worry."

Chanyeol can see Baekhyun's eyes drowned with worry as the latter looks down at him. He runs his calloused hands along Baekhyun's torso while Baekhyun is still doing nothing. He is stiff as a rock.

"Let's take things slow and follow my lead, okay?"

"I-I don't know what to do," Baekhyun shyly says, "I-I told you I can't do it... I'll just disappoint you. I can't dominate you."

"You haven't even started yet. Why are you already saying that bullshit?"

Baekhyun lowers his head. "I'm sorry..."

"I know you aren't prepared for that. I completely know it, Byun Baekhyun," Chanyeol says, "So just trust me and do what I'll say."

Baekhyun nods.

"I understand. I will do my best, Chanyeol-sunbae."

"Good. Now come closer."

Baekhyun leans his hands on either side of Chanyeol's head careful to support himself, while just an inch separates their lips. He hears Chanyeol sigh under his breath as he lets Chanyeol's hand rest lightly behind the small of his back.

"Nice," Chanyeol praises.

"W-what will I do next?"

"Kiss me, and let's start the foreplay."

Baekhyun's hand is shaking due to nervousness. He feels his throat running dry as he brings his mouth to place a light kiss on Chanyeol's lips.

"T-there."

Chanyeol nods. "Deeper."

Baekhyun holds Chanyeol's jaw and kisses him slowly with his eyes open wide to check his lover's reaction. He uses his tongue to lick on the roof of Chanyeol's mouth as he still kisses him more passionately.

"Hold up," Chanyeol whispers, "Do not open your eyes like that."

"I just wanna know if I'm doing it right or not..."

"Baekhyun, you're doing just fine. I need you to relax your body. Don't be stiff. Kiss me like how you normally do."

Baekhyun does what he's been told, kissing Chanyeol bolder so that they are both left breathless, mouth swollen and slick with saliva. Chanyeol licks his bottom lip and smiles.

Baekhyun's heart leaps in joy.

"Am I now a good kisser?"

"Not bad," Chanyeol says, "Needs more practice."

Baekhyun chuckles at that. "Thank you."

Baekhyun's slender fingers run up the buttons of Chanyeol's pajamas. He pulls it one by one to reveal smooth fair skin and nicely-built chest. He caresses Chanyeol collarbones adoringly down to his hard nipples.

"Fuck," Chanyeol hisses, "That feels so good."

Baekhyun stands by for a brief moment before he does it again. He uses his index and thumb to play with the nips tenderly.

He waits for a reaction.

"Fuck... Do it again," Chanyeol commands in almost a whisper, "using your mouth. Suck it with your mouth."

Baekhyun darts his tongue out, giving the nipple an experimental lick. He runs his little tongue around the pinkish area as he bites it lightly, eliciting a low groan from Chanyeol. He clearly remembers how Chanyeol does this to him whenever they did foreplay, so he tries his best to do a version of himself to pleasure his lover.

He puts Chanyeol's right nipple inside his moist mouth and nibbles on it like a baby. He flicks the left one using his fingers, sucking and fondling all at once.

Just like how Chanyeol does to him to make him feel so good.

Now he wants to return the favor.

"Ugh... Yes... You're doing it well... Keep--fuck!---keep going, baby."

Baby.

Chanyeol just called him baby. What the actual fuck is he just what---

"Why the fuck did you stop?"

"Y-you called me baby. Y-you never called me baby ever before except last Christmas..."

Baekhyun is a blushing mess right now.

"Don't you want it?" Chanyeol asks, raising an eyebrow, "Me calling you like that?"

"I-I didn't say that," Baekhyun mumbles, "Call me any endearment you please. I'd love to hear it from you, Chanyeol-sunbae."

"Fine then," Chanyeol says, "My bitch."

That makes Baekhyun laugh again.

"What should your bitch do next, Chanyeol-sunbae?" Baekhyun asks, "Please tell it to me."

"I need you to take off your clothes except for your underwear," Chanyeol says, "I have something in mind."

Both males are in their underwears when Chanyeol lies down again on the bed. Baekhyun returns back to positioning above Chanyeol, while he has his short legs squished in between Chanyeol's longer ones.

"Down," Chanyeol commands, "Move down and suck me."

Baekhyun squats and kneels on the bed, as if worshipping Chanyeol's glory feasted in front of him. Spreading Chanyeol's knees apart, he makes use of his hand to knead Chanyeol's hard dick confined inside his briefs. He twists, pressing against the rigid bulge.

Up down. Up down. Harder. Faster.

Chanyeol throws his head back.

Baekhyun then expertly strokes Chanyeol's throbbing erection, not forgetting to thumb the head in circular motion. He brings his mouth near to have a taste of Chanyeol's precome as he keeps on jerking it in regular speed. Chanyeol's obscene and sexy moans keep his own erect dick twitching inside his briefs. He wants to touch himself but he knows he shouldn't. His own pleasure doesn't matter right now.

"Oh god, fuck, ugh, ugh, goddamnit--- yes Baekhyun, blow me like that. Fuck!"

Baekhyun bobs his head until the blunt tip reaches his throat, keeping himself from gagging. Chanyeol grabs his hair and pulls it, feeling on the verge of orgasm.

So he pulls his cock out immediately.

He braces Baekhyun up so that they are face-to face, and thrusts his hips up, meeting Baekhyun's bulging crotch in the process. Chanyeol pants hard as Baekhyun whimpers at the delicious friction he is feeling. He then meets Chanyeol's movements half way, grinding his hips down for better contact.

"Ah, Chanyeol-sunbae... F-feels so good!"

"F-fuck," Chanyeol hisses, "Yes, yes, yes. Just like that. Hump me like that, baby. Keep moving like a slut... Oh fuck!"

"Ah, ah, ah!" Baekhyun screams, "T-this is too sensual and tiring but I love it!"

Getting the hang of it, Baekhyun spreads his legs wider and bounces down, making sure he is rutting exactly against Chanyeol's stiff member begging to be free. He keeps his movements graceful as he dryhumps, thrusting the air as if he were fucking someone.

Chanyeol grips the sheets hard. "F-fuck. I'm gonna come, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun comes hard inside his underwear right after Chanyeol said those words. He feels his dick tweaking and spurting release inside the confines of his briefs, while Chanyeol releases on Baekhyun's belly, painting white ribbons of semen as he wanks himself into his high.

Baekhyun feels the sticky and milky come coming out of Chanyeol's cock, so he wastes no time and catches it with his willing mouth. He greedily licks some of it on the surface of Chanyeol's briefs and sucks, while he palms his own cock inside his sticky underwear.

He feels discomfort having a soiled underwear on, but he couldn't care less though. He just keeps on licking Chanyeol the way he wants while he touches himself.

Seeing such an erotic sight, Chanyeol arches his back and moans in great satisfaction.

"D-did I do something wrong?" Baekhyun asks worriedly.

"No," Chanyeol says, recovering from his high. "You did so fucking good, Baekhyun. That was amazing."

Baekhyun can't help but blush at the compliment.

"I'll do whatever you tell me, Chanyeol-sunbae. Just please say it."

Chanyeol offers him a dark smile.

"Rim me then."

Baekhyun suddenly feels a surge of different emotions coming down at him--- surprise, fear, high libido, and apprehension.

He opens his mouth repeatedly like a fish out of water, as if he wanted to say something but nothing comes out of his mouth. Chanyeol slowly slides down the last article of his clothing, so that he is now lying on the bed, splayed out open and stark naked.

Baekhyun's heart beats a million ton faster than it should normally do.

"Do it Baekhyun," Chanyeol says as he eyes a frozen Baekhyun, "I'll let you fuck me with that tongue of yours."

Baekhyun purses his lips into a thin line.

And obediently nods.

Deep grunts and moans echo within the four corners of Chanyeol's room, as Baekhyun starts to run his tongue down Chanyeol's balls, keeping his hands firm on his knees. He collects a good amount of saliva on his lips to make it wetter and slippery.

Just like how Chanyeol does to serve him great pleasure.

"G-god-fucking-damnit, ugh! What the---" Chanyeol screams, feeling something soft, cold, wet and slimy hitting his asshole.

His tight asshole.

His tight, virgin, and never been fucked asshole.

Hesitantly licking, poking, asking for permission.

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol breathes in a low tone, "Make me come."

Hearing that, Baekhyun then obliges. He settles in between Chanyeol's legs and lowers down, darting his sinful tongue out to flick along the entrance. He keeps on doing it carefully and gently.

Just like how Chanyeol does to him everytime.

"Feels so good... Ahhh..."

"More? You want more Chanyeol-sunbae?"

"Yes. More..."

Thank you, Baekhyun mentally says, It's my honor to pleasure you.

Deeming he is doing a good job so far, he bravely sets a faster pace and probes in deeper until he is literally fucking Chanyeol's asshole with his tongue. Chanyeol is a moaning mess right now, and Baekhyun loves it

That is because of him, he wants to tell the world.

He. Did. That.

Baekhyun can feel himself getting really really turned on right now, that he really really wants Chanyeol's cock inside of him right now.

But he keeps his urges to himself as he continues rimming his lover with all his best, until he feels Chanyeol finally withering under his touch.

"Fuck!"

Chanyeol comes real hard for the second time, so Baekhyun does the honor to stroke his cock, bringing Chanyeol into his finish. He is still hard but he decides he'll just deal with it later.

Chanyeol is lying on the bed completely out of breath and wrecked as he stares at Baekhyun directly in the eyes.

Baekhyun stares back in silence, clueless, licking off his hand soiled with Chanyeol's come.

"I did my best," he says. "I made you come!"

"Yeah. You just did."

Chanyeol smiles.

"I love you!" Baekhyun blurts out.

Chanyeol groans weakly and covers his face with his arm. He is laughing like crazy, he doesn't even know why. He turns over and lets out another chuckle, getting a pillow and hitting Baekhyun with it.

"You're laughing," Baekhyun says as he smiles wide, "I can see you laughing! Ouch--- why are you hitting me with a pillow!"

"It's just," Chanyeol says in between laughs, "You did things I never expect you to do. I feel like I just lost to you. I'm really proud of you, Baekhyun."

Baekhyun can't contain the smile on his lips. He can't say something but smile dumbly at Chanyeol who is still laughing with that deep voice of his.

What a beautiful sight.

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol says after he recovers.

"What is it?"

Chanyeol gestures his hand closer, so Baekhyun lies down beside him and waits. He feels Chanyeol's breath ghosting on the side of his face, down to his cheeks, until he reaches his ear to whisper softly:

"I'm so glad to have you in my life."

Baekhyun smiles so wide, holding himself back to squeal and hyperventilate. He thought Chanyeol is done yet, but he is wrong when Chanyeol says:

"Happy Anniversary. I love you, too."

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To be continued.