Title: Eleven Fifty-Nine
Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Word count: 2.5k
Summary: It's Baekhyun's birthday and Chanyeol is the first and last to greet him, as always.
Notes: Happy Birthday, Baekhyun! This is for all my soft chanbaekist readers~ Although this is short, please enjoy reading!
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11:57
Happiest birthday to my one and only Baekhyunnie. I love you so much! Thank you for exist|
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11:58
Happy Birthday, Baekhyun! I am the first one to greet you aga|
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11:59
Hey, it's your birthday. I wish you a good health and I hope you have a great day ahea|
Hey, it's your birthday. I wish you a go|
Hey, it's your birth|
12:00
🎈
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Chanyeol covers his eyes with his arm before throwing his phone somewhere on the bed. He tries to get back to sleep but he couldn't, strangely enough. There's an unsettling churning feeling inside his chest that won't disappear even after already greeting Baekhyun on his birthday. Does that even count as a birthday greeting? He doesn't know what else to say, it has been weeks since he last saw his face anyway.
Maybe it's alright just like that. Maybe I'll just sleep it off.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
His arm, although not needing to lift his head up, automatically reaches out to the direction of his phone. Shifting slightly, he peeks on the notification and reads the message.
And maybe his heart has just skipped a little faster while a smile suddenly forms on his mouth.
12:01
😊
He guesses he can finally drift off to sleep now.
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"He had a birthday party with the fans and I heard you turned him down as his special guest."
Chanyeol is in the middle of fixing his neck pillow when his manager meets eye contact with him at the rear view mirror. Tearing his gaze away, he gets back to watching the people on the street wearing thinner clothing than the last time he recalls. Was it three weeks ago? He can't remember if it's in Tokyo or in Seoul. All he knows is that summer is around the corner and the weather is getting hotter.
He prefers winter; he loves snowboarding and skiing after all. But Baekhyun likes summer. He must be already looking forward to this season after his birthday.
"You didn't hear me, did you?" his manager asks as he drives. SM building is only a distance away. "I asked you."
"I just got back from Japan and I'm tired," he lets out a yawn, "Please let me rest first."
The man chuckles, "You coward. Afraid to get caught?"
"Shut up."
The first thing that Chanyeol does after arriving at the office is to lay down on the couch and take a nap. He knows the chairman wouldn't mind if he sees him dozing off--- it'd be impossible honestly. The VIP usually arrives five minutes later than the call time and it's still thirty minutes before ten o'clock.
He is the first to arrive for the meeting even coming from abroad, and he knows the members would also be arriving soon one by one. They have their individual commitments just like him, and it is just an exact coincidence that they are meeting today on Baekhyun's birthday.
He should've brought a present at least.
He realizes he didn't bother because he couldn't pick any.
"Hello!"
"Hey, it's been a while!"
"Hyung, it's nice to see you!"
"How are you these days?"
"I'm fine, how about you?"
"Looking good now, huh?"
It's getting noiser. Chanyeol deems it must be Jongdae, Sehun, and Jongin followed by Junmyeon. His throat is suddenly drying up without a reason so he grabs a bottled water nearby and gulps on it, unconsciously tapping his fingers on his knees.
He looks at his watch.
And he can finally hear his familiar voice outside.
"HEY GUYS!"
"Hey Baekhyun! Happy birthday!"
"Happy birthday, hyung!"
"Thanks!"
"Did you see my message?"
"Yep."
"You're gonna treat us dinner tonight, right?"
"Hahahaha! Well, let's see!"
The door opens. Chanyeol finds himself turning his head around with an unnecessary jolt on his seat. He focuses his eyes on the wall clock as an excuse, yet his peripheral vision can make out a smiling Baekhyun squished in between Jongdae and Junmyeon slinging arms with him as they walk.
He's still as predictable as ever.
Baekhyun is the first to smile at him, so he just nods in response.
They haven't had a single word even after the meeting was ajourned.
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"Stop drinking so much! You know you can't handle alochol that well!"
Jongin snatches the empty bottle of soju from Chanyeol whom in the end, still manages to grab it from the younger. He makes a pouty face and frowns when he doesn't get a taste of alcohol when he pours it on his mouth.
"What... Why no more... I want more..."
Jongin tsks, shaking his head as he watches a drunk Chanyeol slumping on the table dejectedly. Kyungsoo comes over to get his coat hanging on the backrest of his chair, giving the tall man a pitiful yet slightly annoyed glance.
"Are you gonna take him home, Jongin?" he asks Jongin who's still sitting beside Chanyeol even after their team dinner. The members have already gone separate ways like flash of lightning. No one wants to pay. "The car's waiting."
"Oh, no. I'm not gonna deal with him. I'll come with you," Jongin denies, and is about to stand up to leave and follow Kyungsoo, when Chanyeol suddenly grabs his arm and cries.
"Noooo! Don't leave yet!"
Kyungsoo slaps his forehead.
"Baekhyun, wait! Stay hereee!"
Jongin awkwardly laughs, "Uh. Hyung, I'm not Baekhyun."
Chanyeol is legitimately crying, his face looking so depressed and sad. Seems like he's gonna throw a sobbing fit any minute from now.
"Oh! Good thing that he's still here!" Jongin's face brightens up while enduring Chanyeol grinding his face against his arm like a leech, "Baekhyun hyung! Hey!"
Baekhyun receives his card from the counter after paying and bows at the owner. He turns to Jongin smiling creepily at him, rushing to him when Kyungsoo yells to come quicker.
"Look at him, he's drunk as hell," Jongin says, pertaining to Chanyeol mumbling little cries under his breath. "Hyung. You should take him home."
"Why me?" Baekhyun asks as he rubs his nape, "I didn't even bring my car."
"Well, Chanyeol did," Kyungsoo replies, throwing Chanyeol's car keys he has managed to sneak out of the pockets of his coat, "Bye. We're off now. See you next month."
Baekhyun immediately catches the keys with both hands, helplessly sighing while he sees Jongin and Kyungsoo off with his eyes. The duo get in the car outside driven by one of their managers, and right now he realizes he's left alone with Chanyeol after celebrating his birthday with the rest of the members.
"I guess I don't have any choice, then."
He bends down a little and gently taps Chanyeol's cheek.
"Chanyeol... Hey, Chanyeol... Can you walk? I'll take you home. Let's go."
Chanyeol stirs and blinks, "Huh?" He spots Baekhyun looking down worriedly at him so his eyes slightly widen at the proximity of their faces. "Uh... Shit... Not again..."
A laugh, "Come on. I'll help you get up."
Chanyeol knows he is still drunk and dizzy. Everything is blurry and his head is throbbing like hell. Baekhyun is shorter than him but his strength should not be underestimated. He has managed to carry him alone into the car--- it's his car right now. There are rilakkuma plushies at the backseat, and the scent--- it's strawberry, Baekhyun's favorite.
He hears the low engine starting and he can make out Baekhyun's presence at the driver's seat, telling him to stay still. Maybe it's because of the alcohol in his system that it feels fuzzy all of a sudden as Baekhyun helps him wear seatbelt.
And maybe it's also the alcohol's doing that he is hallucinating and hearing things. Did Baekhyun just peck him on the cheek and say he was cute?
Fuck it. He shouldn't have drunk this much.
Feet tangling and steps wobbly, he trudges inside his spacious condo unit after the lights went on. They don't stay at the dorms anymore, it has been three years since the members last lived together. They would only go back to that routine whenever comeback is near. As for now, he's living alone same goes for the other members.
He hears Baekhyun closing the door, and the beeping sound of its lock system ehoes within the room. Good thing he won't change his passcode. It's still the last four digits of Baekhyun's mobile number. 0614. And also an important date.
"Chanyeol, where are you going---"
He right away vomits at the kitchen sink. The bitter taste like bile runs into his tongue and it makes him sick. His stomach hurts. His head hurts. And maybe his chest also hurts.
He hates this feeling.
The tender carresses on his back make him feel a tad better, returning him to his messed up senses. He comes back to the fact that Baekhyun drove him home after he got drunk, as well as the fact that Baekhyun is now here consoling his post-drinking state.
"I feel like shit..."
"Yeah, I can see that."
It is quiet and peaceful this 11:45 in the evening. He finally sobers up after nursing a cup of chamomile tea Baekhyun made for the both of them. The aroma is calming down his heart temporarily, especially tonight that the person he has been thinking about is now in front of him. The marble table is cold against his skin yet it still feels warm with Baekhyun with him, like always.
"You okay now?"
Baehyun lifts his cup and drinks.
He clears his throat.
"Yeah. I guess."
A silent panic rushes into him, seeing Baekhyun already grabbing his coat to wear it. He stands up, lips parting to call the smaller's name but ends up stopping midway. Baekhyun probably knows he doesn't want to be alone tonight, that he misses him so much, and that he wants to be with him before the sun rises.
So that explains Baekhyun putting his coat back and sitting on the couch to where he has been occupying.
It's 11:59 and Chanyeol doesn't want to lose this opportunity he can only grasp yet next year again.
"Happy birthday."
And then he leans in close to Baekhyun's warmth and rests his head on top of his shoulder.
Baekhyun tenses for a moment but recovers shortly. His fingers meet Chanyeol's hair now dyed into blond, ruffling it fondly. Chanyeol's head is heavy but it's okay. His shoulders are broader and sturdier than how they look like.
"Thank you for greeting me."
"I haven't gotten you any."
"You know you can get me one right now."
"How about a kiss, then?"
Chanyeol decides that Baekhyun is not only a genius idol and a talented singer, because he surely is a good kisser. Baekhyun is passionate and skilled against his lips, leaving him breathless and wanting for more. Their postions are a bit awkward and uncomfortable since they are on the couch, but still it amazes him that Baekhyun manages to grant a kiss down his adam's apple followed by that angelic laugh of his.
"Chanyeol, it's been a while. Don't you think?"
Baekhyun is right.
"Yeah, it is."
There is a palm on top of his knuckles, lovely fingers asking for spaces so that Baekhyun can intertwine them with his own. It makes him somehow delighted that Baekhyun still feels the same way even from the start. It doesn't take two seconds when the male is already clambered on top of his lap, arms wrapped around his neck while their lips engage back into their former business.
He doesn't have to ask nor Baekhyun does have to say. Their clothing are now discarded on the floor as Baekhyun buries his face into the crook of his neck, grunting. His hands are strong yet careful around Baekhyun's waist, helping him sink down on him and rise up again into a continuous motion.
"It... still hurts..."
"I'm sorry... Please hang in there a bit more..."
"Don't apologize... It's not our first time..."
Baekhyun is beautiful in his touch. He treasures him with all his heart. That is why having him breathe and move and wither around him is very surreal.
"Baekhyun..."
"What is it?"
"I'm not drunk anymore, right? You're now here, right?"
Baekhyun shakes his head and stares right into his handsome eyes, "No, you're not drunk anymore." He nods. "And yes, I'm now here."
The bed is where they become one in body and in soul, the noises coming out of their mouths the two of them can only hear are precious. He is grateful having to witness Baekhyun beautifully bare and spent underneath his gaze as he makes love to him. Their hands are laced tight as well as their lips are sealed perfectly after what seems like an eternity.
It feels nice whenever Baekhyun calls out his name as they come. Together.
"Babe."
Baekhyun, even tired and sleepy, opens his eyes to look at him. "Hm?"
He should tell him what's he's been wanting to say, at least, "I missed you... A lot."
"And?"
"I love you everyday."
He hates it that Baekhyun just laughs, "That is the first time again you told it to me since then."
"Since when?"
"Four years ago. Barcelona."
He lifts an eyebrow, "Vacation?"
Baekhyun weakly pounds on his exposed chest, "That day you asked me to marry you! Goddammit!"
"Oh." How could he not remember that? He's really forgetful sometimes. He nods and lets out a sheepish smile. "Yeah, you're right. That day."
Baekhyun fakes annoyance, rolling his eyes at him. "How could my husband forget that."
Snuggling closer, he grins and contains that laugh to come out weirdly on his lips. He raises his and Baekhyun's hand in the air and even in the dark, he can see their silver bonds' glint.
"I'm sorry... All I did was work all the time."
"Same goes for me. For us. For everyone."
"When are we going to see each other again?"
Baekhyun hugs his waist, cuddling against him.
"Maybe next month... Next next week would be the soonest."
He just nods. "I see..."
"Are you sad?" Baekhyun asks and glances up to him.
He offers him a sullen look, "A little bit."
"It's gonne be over soon. We can be together again after this."
"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."
The morning arrives unexpectedly fast. Chanyeol wakes up on the bed alone, just like his normal past days. Baekhyun is nowhere in his condo anymore but only a delicious breakfast at the table with a note:
Thank you, babe. I enjoyed my birthday with you. See you in a month. I love you.
- Park Baekhyun
Chanyeol smiles to himself, feeling rejuvinated this early. He gets his phone and stares at the screen.
"Let's see... What should I text him today?"
7:57
Good morning, babe. Did you have your breakfast already? Thank you for making m|
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7:58
I just woke up! Good morning, Baekhyun. Let's work hard at our schedules toda|
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7:59
The morning is not good without you. I miss you already. Please come ba|
The morning is not good without you. I mi|
The morning i|
8:00
❤️
Sent.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
He is startled at the quick response. Baekhyun must be waiting.
8:01
ㅋㅋㅋ 💋
He smiles. He guesses he can take a shower and get ready for work now.
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