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… “I even licked your pictures in my phone whenever I’m horny!”

*cries and coughs* baekyeol please-

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Chanyeol was a busy man. Baekhyun had known, accepted and moved on from this topic once Chanyeol told him he’d barely have time for him anymore. It broke his heart a little, but he had to be strong, knowing well that it wasn’t Chanyeol’s fault. He couldn’t ask for more than he was getting anyways, so whining for it would just be futile, really. Chanyeol felt guilty, of course, leaving his boyfriend on read for hours at a time when he worked and Baekhyun, shy, needy college student, felt neglected. However, he wouldn’t say so. He didn’t want to come across as too needy, especially when Chanyeol loved what he was doing.

They met in college a year back, when Chanyeol was a junior and Baekhyun was a freshman. Baekhyun was so lost in finding a way through the large campus and Chanyeol was busy buried in books and schoolwork, but they happened to connect in a way most of the other students didn’t understand. During Chanyeol’s senior year and Baekhyun’s sophomore, he realized that his picture-perfect year would be a bit more hectic. On top of him being a dedicated and equally frustrated senior, he was offered an internship. Though he wasn’t getting paid, he was working like a dog, day and night, and Chanyeol seemed to love it. He’d be helping puppies and kitties in his spare time, so for him it was like a dream.

That’s right, Chanyeol was studying to be a vet. Baekhyun thought nothing of it, he loved animals as much as him and it made Baekhyun love him even more, but he was starting to hate it when Chanyeol’s schedule became packed.

He sat on his revolving chair, bored as hell, doing the only logical thing you could do with a revolving chair, and he spun until he was dizzy and proudly procrastinating. He sighed and puffed his cheeks, staring at his laptop as his English paper stared back at him almost mockingly once he stopped spinning. He only had four paragraphs of the twenty-five he had to produce for Friday, and it was Tuesday.

Suddenly, he heard the door. He perked up as he heard it close, then got up, slowly walking to the entrance of his room then peeking out to see his boyfriend taking off his cardigan. Baekhyun bit his lip and hid himself behind the door. He wasn’t supposed to be here at this time, what was he doing here so early? It wasn’t that he didn’t want Chanyeol here, of course he did, but he would’ve cleaned up a little if he had a heads up! Chanyeol usually came at night in the dark, so he could barely see the mess. Not to mention that he was wearing a dirty t-shirt he’d been wearing for the past week and well…nothing else. He was in his house, there was no one else there, he had the right, he argued with himself.

“Baekhyun?” Came the voice from the kitchen, along with the sounds of a packet of ramyun opening. He was probably starving, and Baekhyun really wish he’d gotten a heads up because he could’ve made him something to eat beforehand and cleaned himself up.

“Baek?” He quickly stopped thinking and threw on some sweatpants–equally dirty–then jumped outside, stopping about a few feet away from his boyfriend. God, he looked so good right now, even as he stared at him with noodles in his mouth.

"I’m,” he cleared his throat when his voice cracked a little, “I’m here, I’m here.” He chuckled sheepishly as Chanyeol blinked at him, looked at him from top to bottom and lit up with the largest smile he’d seen to date. He stayed completely still when Chanyeol got up and wrapped him up in his arms in the most bone-crushing yet equally comforting hug the taller had ever given him. And he didn’t want to ruin it with the shaky sigh he let out, grabbing him as tightly as he could. It’s been days, weeks since he’s been able to hug Chanyeol like this. They stayed like that for longer than expected, and when the taller let go and pressed a kiss to the top of his head, Baekhyun started to get emotional. He didn’t want to be a fucking pansy now, especially when Chanyeol probably wanted to do /other/ things, things they haven’t done in weeks now.

"Um,” Baekhyun managed to croak out, his shoulders shaking as he tried to hold back his lame tears, “bedroom, w-wait.” Chanyeol seemed confused, but chuckled as he realized what he meant. He was about to follow instructions until he saw Baekhyun staring at the floor, little drops of tears falling. He felt his entire world shatter then. He hated seeing Baekhyun cry, it made him feel so guilty.

"Baekhyun…” He attempted to make eye contact with him, but the other slapped his hand away with the back of his hand when it tried to tilt his head up.

"I’m fine,” he said, wiping his tears as he looked at him with a small smile, “wait for me, okay?”

"Baek,” he muttered softly as the other shook his head, “I’m sorry…” He grabbed his hands and squeezed them gently.

"No, don’t, it’s,” Baekhyun sighed softly, “it’s okay, don’t apologize, I understand…”

"I know you do, too much actually,” Chanyeol wrapped his long arms around him, squeezing him gently, “you have every right to be upset.”

"I-I do?” Baekhyun sniffled and looked up at him. Then something clicked inside him and instead of being upset, he was angry, fuming even, “because I am, I’m mad actually. Really mad.” Chanyeol blinked at the sudden change of Baekhyun’s emotions.

"Babe–”

"You left me here and expected me to be okay, and I’m not! At first I wanted to be understanding, and supportive because I love you, but I didn’t sign up for this! It’s not fair!” Chanyeol was taken aback. Baekhyun never raised his voice like this, he was always quiet and hiding his emotions. He guessed that this was just his tipping point and that he was sick of waiting around for him every day and that he’d dump him soon. He sure hoped not. Chanyeol had always admired him for keeping everything to himself, Baekhyun was so strong to be with someone so troublesome as him, let alone staying after being neglected for so long. He really didn’t deserve Baekhyun, he thought suddenly and that scared him and yet, maybe it was for the best, for Baekhyun’s best interests.

"Babe,” he tried to grab his shoulders gently but the other brushed him away, his face red with anger as he kept holding back tears, “baby, please…” He attempted to touch him, but it was no use.

"Don’t touch me, you had so many chances to touch me already, but every time I try to, you whine at me like I’m the one in the wrong! You have no idea what it’s like to be here alone, having to do things that I’ve never done to myself because I don’t have you! Do you understand that? I’ve had to listen to your voice to get off, I even licked your pictures in my phone whenever I was horny!” Chanyeol blinked, genuinely puzzled, trying to calm his lover down. He didn’t know that it was this hard, let alone that he had to resort to such proportions to sate his needs.

"Um,” Chanyeol coughed, “really?” Baekhyun glared at him, and even though it was inappropriate at this time, he thought it was cute.

"No, not literally, Chanyeol,” he said, sighing in defeat, “look, just go, please. I’m already used to being alone.” Chanyeol felt his heart break, but he wasn’t giving up on him yet. He grabbed his hand and pulled him in for another hug, Baekhyun breaking down on him and sobbing. It honestly killed him, having the love of his life sobbing in his arms and pushing him away all because of him. He would do anything, he’d forget all about that internship if he had to, he doesn’t care anymore, all he wants is for Baekhyun to stop crying and for him to be okay.

"Please let me stay,” Chanyeol kissed the top of his head and felt himself sigh in relief as the smaller nodded slowly against him. He lifted him up by his thighs and started kissing all over his face and neck, “let’s make you feel better. I’ll quit my job for you.”

"No…” He mumbled and whined as the taller carried him to their messy room.

"No, I will, I’m quitting first thing tomorrow, I hate seeing you like this.” He muttered against him as he started kissing and biting down his neck, leaving small hickeys in his wake. Baekhyun was shuddering and whimpering as soon as he hit his mattress. The bed was full of dirty laundry and Chanyeol just messily pushed it to the side, clothes coming off in the process. Chanyeol’s shirt was thrown onto the pile of dirty laundry now sprawled all over the floor and Baekhyun couldn’t help but stare, his cries dying down as his breath hitched when his boyfriend slid his shirt off and brushed a hard nipple. Chanyeol licked his lips as he stared, or more like ogled his boyfriend shamelessly and unabashedly. Baekhyun couldn’t help it either. He hadn’t appreciated his body like this in a long time, and it looks like walking to and from the office he worked at every day was working, especially on his arms and torso. He still had a slim build, but oh, those pecs and arms.

He was too busy ogling his boyfriend to notice that his pants were being tugged, only noticing when Chanyeol’s cough snapped him right off. He lifted a brow, tugging on his elastic and Baekhyun got the hint, lifting his hips to allow Chanyeol access to his now naked body.

"How did I deny this?” Chanyeol raked his eyes obscenely over his body, never once hiding the pure desire in his eyes as he bit his bottom lip. It made Baekhyun twitch involuntarily, his body reacting in goosebumps all over, “I was such an idiot, forgive me, love.”

"I-I um…” He tried to form a coherent sentence when the other looked at him, as if asking for permission and Baekhyun only nodded dumbly, moaning as the other pressed kisses across his hips, up his stomach and up his chest until he reached his neck, Baekhyun’s neck tilted as the taller licked at it and bit it until it was marked with little hickeys. The latter squeezed his hips as he looked up at Baekhyun, gaze never flickering away from him as his tongue swirled around his navel then traveled up his torso. The other was biting his knuckles until these turned red, letting out soft whimpers as he looked back at his boyfriend with pleading, shy eyes. Chanyeol only smiled and squeezed his pert ass, massaging it as Baekhyun’s legs sort of spread on their own. It was an automatic response and Chanyeol definitely didn’t mind.

"You’re so perfect,” he mumbled as he kissed the soft, pale thighs and gently ran a thumb up his crack then gently felt around his hole, watching him twitch and whimper for more as he sniffled. He smiled and took that as permission to keep going, getting up to get the lube from the nightstand. He blinked as he noticed the bottle was half empty since the last time he saw it and looked at his boyfriend, who looked both embarrassed and sheepish as he gave him a slight shrug as a response. He chuckled but at the back of his mind, he knew why the bottle was so empty and he felt so guilty for leaving his boyfriend to fend for himself in times like those. He couldn’t even keep up a conversation over text, and he suddenly remembered that Baekhyun had tried to sext him when he was at work but he couldn’t even answer until maybe after 2 hours. Obviously, he had already dealt with himself by then.

"Ch-Chan?” Baekhyun blinked as he shifted uncomfortably when his boyfriend just stood there, bottle of lube in hand as Baekhyun’s elbows propped up against the bed to look at his boyfriend as he gulped thickly. “Yeol? Is something wrong?”

"No,” the other answered morosely and Baekhyun, bemused, only let the other climb over him again and a gasp overtook him as the other lifted his legs over his chest and rubbed his fingers together with the cold lube as Baekhyun lay there, watching Chanyeol dawdle with the half empty bottle as his legs stayed at the same position they were placed in, “just missed your body is all,” Chanyeol answered a bit late and kissed his thigh, smiling idly as Baekhyun emited a soft moan, letting Chanyeol grope his firm thighs and spread them more. “Don’t know why I took it for granted all this time, you’re so fucking hot.” Chanyeol groaned and Baekhyun could only wonder why he was saying this when he was doing nothing at this point, just laying back letting Chanyeol take his sweet time in preparing him.

Chanyeol was also a bit slower, and more quiet than when he practically assaulted Baekhyun’s body earlier and the atmosphere was heavy and thick with unsaid words and an imperceptible tension. Then Chanyeol started fingering him with ease and before he knew it, three fingers were inside him and Baekhyun’s body eked and writhed for more, because even though Chanyeol’s fingers were thick and stretching him out so good right now, he needed that painful yet amazing stretch Chanyeol’s cock provided and Baekhyun’s petulant whines is what made Chanyeol stop and when his boxers came off, the cock that slapped against his stomach was red and throbbing and Baekhyun could tell Chanyeol was holding back, probably since when things got awkward and distant between them. Baekhyun also gulped, because damn, he really, really needed that same cock inside him right now. Without hesitation, he flipped over on his back, but that ended abruptly when Chanyeol swatted at his thigh, forcing him back down on his back and a gasp escaped him as Chanyeol pulled on the backs of his knees and pulled him close enough so the curve of his ass touched the front of his thighs.

"I want to see you.” Chanyeol groaned and lifted the other’s hips and in a sudden move, Chanyeol was inside him, bare and without any lube whatsoever like they used to do. He started thrusting in staccato movements, Baekhyun staring up at the other as he was manipulated and basically manhandled him in any position Chanyeol wanted, his whimpers being drowned out by the sound of his balls slapping his ass cheeks. It felt so different without a condom but it felt so, so good, to feel Chanyeol so raw and hard inside him for once and not feel or hear the annoying latex rubbing deliciously against his wet walls. He panted, his eyes never leaving Chanyeol’s as he curled his leg against his chest, his head thrown back in quiet pleasure as Chanyeol stared at him like a breathless man looking desperately at a breath of fresh air, and that’s exactly what Baekhyun was at the moment. It had been so fucking long and his dick was about to explode but Baekhyun’s hot, velvet hole was swallowing him in a way he had never experienced with a condom. He groaned, his large hands gripping those same hips he was captivated by the first time he saw the now-sophomore and firmly squeezing them and leaving the flush skin pale under his calloused fingers. He couldn’t believe he was walking all over such a perfect human being and neglecting him like this.

"Chanyeol,” Baekhyun moaned, his walls clenching around him and shuddering at the feel of said man’s dick rubbing him harder and almost tearing his skin now that he didn’t have the condom to protect his sensitive walls. It wasn’t a weird, unfamiliar feeling since he had had Chanyeol’s cock in his mouth before so he firmly remembers how its bulbous head can be quite spontaneous and hit his throat at any given point but he wasn’t expecting it to brush against his bundle of nerves, especially when they had only accomplished that at least once or twice, just to experiment. Baekhyun’s eyes lit up like fucking fireworks on New Year’s and he let out a very unmanly scream that ended just before he could finish the second syllable of Chanyeol’s name. Chanyeol only fucked into him harder, flipping him over and, despite his claims beforehand, started enjoying the view from the back. Baekhyun’s back was perfectly arched as his head craned to look directly at him as he pushed that ass so hard against his thighs he could barely keep up and Baekhyun keened, his moans becoming more erratic and desperate. His hands gripped the sheets under him as the heels of his feet strained at the pressure of being on his hands and knees against the end of the bed, his feet dangling off it.

"Fuck baby,” he groaned as he squeezed his hips so hard he felt the bruises forming under his fingers but Baekhyun didn’t seem bothered, “you’re so fucking hot,” he mumbled as he held the hips in place as he started ploughing deeper and harder into him so their orgasms were equally close and Chanyeol’s was really fucking close and he hoped Baekhyun was just as close because he was holding back from cumming the second the boy under him started swallowing his cock into his hot hole. It was too much, he thought, and as he panted, the precum starting to work in their advantage and in turn made Chanyeol go faster and faster and faster and Baekhyun couldn’t take it, moaning out loud as he came onto the sheets untouched and Chanyeol really tried to pull out but he couldn’t and spilled all of his seed inside Baekhyun’s willing ass, his body stuttering and rocking against Baekhyun’s as he gave the final pushes until he was completely spent and sated.

“Fuck.” Chanyeol cursed under his breath, noticing Baekhyun’s arms had given out and his elbows were now supporting his weight as he whimpered hoarsely, his hips twitching. Those did, in fact, end up bruised on both sides and Chanyeol leaned down to kiss up his spine all the way up to his neck, Baekhyun’s ass dropping as the lower half of his body gave up as well and the boy moaned softly, his hand cupping the other’s face and keeping him there as he was peppered with kisses while his sides were rubbed, creating goosebumps there.

“I’m sorry baby,” Chanyeol whispered against the crook of his neck and he kissed the other’s shoulder affectionately, “I’m so fucking sorry.” Baekhyun unintentionally chuckled, taking Chanyeol aback.

"For leaving me with blueballs for weeks on end or for cumming in my ass the second you came back,” he said rather than asked and the other, instead of laughing like Baekhyun intended, looked down and started feeling guiltier than when Baekhyun started yelling at him. The passive-aggressive Chanyeol he knew wouldn’t say anything about the matter and just ignore it, but Baekhyun blinked as he caressed the other’s cheek, “Chanyeol, I-” he sighed, “I didn’t mean it like that…” Chanyeol shook his head and shifted to his side of the bed, placing the bottle of lube in the nightstand.

"I’m quitting,” He said after a few moments of silence. Baekhyun was about to protest but Chanyeol stopped him with a kiss, pulling him flush against him and Baekhyun couldn’t really object, enjoying the kiss he longed to have just a few minutes ago when Chanyeol was still working. When they pulled away, Chanyeol pushed Baekhyun’s bangs away and stared at him like he hadn’t seen him in years and had to memorize his features before he left, again, “a while ago I realized that I could have thousands of boyfriends-” Baekhyun grimaced at this, “and I could only have a handful of jobs in my life before settling down in one–” Oh fuck, Baekhyun thought as his eyes started getting glassy with tears. He subconsciously started shaking his head, the tears already flowing.

"Chan-”

"But,” Chanyeol said as he cupped his face and kissed his lips sweetly, “that’s not the case here. There are only a few times in life, baby, that you have to choose. I could only have a handful of opportunities like this, but there’s only one of you, and I can’t risk losing that. I’d rather have four more opportunities than having thousands of boyfriends when there’s only one of you…?” He honestly had no idea what he was saying or if it made sense but apparently it did because Baekhyun started crying, in the unmanliest way, choking and everything. It was really embarrassing because Chanyeol hadn’t ever seen this side of him and he already embarrassed himself once with that tantrum in the kitchen, and Chanyeol didn’t really know how to stop it and it was breaking his heart but then Baekhyun was hugging him so tight the air was sucked out of him and suddenly, it was okay, he hoped. He just smiled and hugged him back just as tight, kissing the crown of his head as he sighed contently and took his phone from the ground, turning off the automatic alarm that set every day to wake him up the next morning because he wouldn’t need it anymore. All he ever needed was in his arms currently and he was perfectly fine with that.

– TA DA! I just finished this so I hope you like it ;u; request whenever you want ajfkskfka 💖

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