i've drowned and dreamt this moment [Baekhyun/Chanyeol]
i've drowned and dreamt this moment
EXO | Baekhyun/Chanyeol | PG | 1,858w
Slight angst, Fluff
As they all yell 'We Are One' into their microphones, Baekhyun can't help but feel that something is missing.
i’ve drowned and dreamt this moment
Baekhyun wakes up just right before the alarm goes off, which is a miracle because it normally takes Sehun and Jongin pulling both at his arms and legs to get him out of bed. He stretches his arms above his head, working out the knots until he's satisfied, humming BAP's Power under his breath. As he realizes this, he immediately stops humming because since when does he hum BAP songs? He shrugs it off and continues stretching.
When the alarm does go off, he turns it off and stands up to gather his towel and clothes for his shower. He notices that the closet is more spacious than usual and a lot neater, too. Maybe the cleaning lady couldn't stand it and decided to clean the closets, too.
As he gets done with preparing stuff for his shower, he stands in the middle of the room and stares at the empty bed on the other side of the room. The white sheets and pillows are neatly pressed and arranged. He frowns at it for a moment before he shrugs and walks out.
-
Baekhyun's humming Power to himself again, eyes on the script for the show they're about to do in his hands, as they wait in the van until their manager tells them it's time for them to get off. Jongin, who's sitting beside him, nudges him with his elbow.
"That guy's here again," he tells Baekhyun.
"Hmm," Baekhyun merely mutters, not even bothering to follow where Jongin is looking out of the window.
"He's always at our events, though," Joonmyun says offhandedly.
Baekhyun tunes out their small talk about a random fan and says instead, "Hey, can you lend me your green highlighter? That seems to help me wonders in memorizing lines."
The van quiets. Baekhyun frowns when no one is handing him the highlighter. He looks up right about the time Kyungsoo clears his throat.
"Who are you asking exactly?" Sehun asks curiously.
"I..." Baekhyun looks at each of his members and feels confused. He's not exactly sure whom he is asking the highlighter from. "Never mind," he says instead and goes back to memorizing his script.
-
They're just finishing the show and Baekhyun can't help but look out into the audience, where their fans scream at every movement that any of the members make. He lifts up a hand and waves. When the fans scream, he laughs and immediately looks to the far right of the group, where Joonmyun is sitting. Joonmyun meets his eyes and there's obvious laughter leaking out from him. Baekhyun's eyes shift farther, though, to the empty space beside Joonmyun. This leaves the gaping hole, one that's been growing since he woke up this morning, inside of him opening wider. He frowns and looks away, ignoring the slightly hurt look that Joonmyun throws at him.
They stand up and Baekhyun positions himself to the far left, just beside Kyungsoo, who holds his hand and smiles genially at him.
"Right now, we are EXO-K," Joonmyun begins their parting words.
But as they all yell 'We Are One' into their microphones, Baekhyun can't help but feel that something is missing.
-
Baekhyun puffs out his cheeks as he waits for the next fan to reach him. He plays with the pen in his hand, twirling it around his fingers, and slightly smirks when the fans scream for his name. He looks up and smiles and waves, enjoying the way the wild screaming for him get louder. He bows at a couple of fans that wave violently at him, frantically trying to get his attention.
Fan signings are always fun, but it does get tiring to sit for so long and to have the screams reverberate so much in your head that it leaves your ears buzzing. He looks down at the table, trying to catch someone's eye to help him commiserate, but no one looks up at him, all too busy with signing their names and with their own fans.
He leans back on his seat and decides to stare at the table instead. He's starting to feel sleepy. Just at that moment, he expects someone to blow at his ear, a deep voice trying to keep him awake. He straightens jerkily at the thought and frowns at himself.
"What's your name?" Kyungsoo, beside him, asks the fan who just gave his album for him to sign.
"Chanyeol."
The name is accompanied by a familiar deep voice and Baekhyun finds his eyes snapping up, curiosity getting the best of him.
When he looks up, he's met with really long legs and arms and a perfectly sculpted face with a mess of brown hair. His lips are wide, lower lip being bitten by straight white teeth. And his eyes... they're looking right at Baekhyun, to his surprise.
All of a sudden, that gaping hole inside of him, the one that just seemed to fill him with more and more emptiness throughout the day, seals shut. In seeing this fan, this Chanyeol, even more so when he's finally standing in front of him, with his eager eyes and searing gaze, Baekhyun suddenly feels whole.
"I..." Baekhyun starts to speak when he finally finishes signing his name on his page in the album, but he finds that he doesn't really know what to say.
"Can I ask a favor?" Chanyeol asks and Baekhyun finds himself nodding even if he doesn't even know what the favor is going to be. "Can you... can you say my name?"
Baekhyun licks his lips. It's not a difficult request. A lot of other fans request more difficult things than this, things like 'please hug me,' or 'please be my boyfriend,' 'will you marry me?' Saying a fan's name isn't hard at all. But, for some reason, it takes Baekhyun time to do so because it feels like there's something he's missing in all of this. Like there's something he should remember, something he should know, and it's all related to this fan called Chanyeol.
Chanyeol is looking at him earnestly, biting his lower lip. He's shifting his stance from left to write and clenching and unclenching his fists as if he's trying to stop himself from doing something he knows would be a bad thing to do.
"Are you okay?" Baekhyun says instead and he immediately sees Chanyeol's disappointment.
"Fine," Chanyeol answers with a polite bow. "Thank you your time." He turns to leave, but Baekhyun's hand shoots out of its own accord and clamps itself on his wrist. Chanyeol, obviously startled, looks back at him.
"I..." Baekhyun clears his throat. "Thank you... Chanyeol."
There is something like tears filling Chanyeol's eyes and he nods in seeming great appreciation, and Baekhyun feels like that's something one should never see in Chanyeol's eyes because he's meant to be always happy, should be always happy because he's the happy virus, because when he laughs the whole world seems perfect as it is, especially when he slaps his thigh while doing so and when--
Baekhyun cuts his thoughts short because... what the hell was he just thinking? He doesn't know Chanyeol. He's a fan that he’s just met.
He looks up and sees Chanyeol weaving in and out of the crowd to leave the fansign area, his height and mess of curls making it easy for him to be spotted. He fidgets in his seat, not even noticing that there's a new fan standing in front of him.
"Baekhyun, are you okay?" Kyungsoo asks in concern but Baekhyun ignores him.
Instead, he stands up and rushes to the side of the stage. He cups his hands to the side of his mouth and screams, "CHANYEOL!"
But Chanyeol just continues walking and never looks back.
-
Baekhyun sits up on his bed, his shirt clinging to his body due to the sweat. He looks frantically around the room until they settle on the lump on the bed on the other side. He gets up and makes his way to the other bed, violently lifting off the comforter.
He almost sobs at the sight of Park Chanyeol in a black wifebeater and gray sweatpants, brown hair all over his face and drooling all over his pillow. Without thinking twice, he clambers on and squeezes himself close to him, not caring if the drool is getting all over his hair. Because this is Chanyeol. Chanyeol is here and he's real and he's... Baekhyun buries his face in Chanyeol's neck as he tries hard not to shake.
Chanyeol shifts awake in his sleep, wrapping an arm around him. "What's the matter?" he asks, blinking himself awake, when he feels Baekhyun trembling in his arms. He tries to get up but Baekhyun forcefully stops him.
"No, don't move," Baekhyun insists, grabbing onto him. "I'm fine. Just--just stay here. Like this."
Chanyeol frowns, but he willingly wraps his other arm around Baekhyun as well, tightening his hold on him. "Are you crying?" he tentatively asks next.
"No," Baekhyun lies even as his voice breaks in obvious sobbing.
Baekhyun's heart is beating fast and he knows he's overreacting and is acting like a baby but he's never felt so relieved in his life. There are dreams that have scared him, but the dream with Chanyeol never being in his life is the scariest one he's had. Just the thought of an existence without Chanyeol makes him confused and unhappy and just plain empty. He isn’t sure if it’s something he can survive.
"Shh," Chanyeol tries to soothe him, pressing kisses on the crown of his head. "It's okay. If it will make you feel better, I'll let you draw all over my face using my green highlighter later."
Baekhyun laughs through his tears. He lifts his face up and presses a wet kiss on Chanyeol's lips. "What would I do without you?" It’s a question he’s meant to pass off as a joke, but is something that he always asks. Because, really, what would Baekhyun do without Chanyeol? What would he do without Chanyeol snores that make it impossible for him to get enough rest? What would he do without Chanyeol’s eye twitches when he smiles ridiculously wide? What would he do without his childish pouts and tantrums? What would he do without his comforting arms around him? What would he do without his hand on his thigh and his sweet hugs and loving kisses?
Chanyeol looks at him, a crease in between his eyebrows as he frowns at the question. "That's the wrong question to ask," he finally says and gently runs his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair. "Because you'll never be without me." Baekhyun opens his mouth to counter this, but Chanyeol kisses him again. "That's a promise."
Baekhyun gives in and lets him. He presses himself even closer to him, hands fisting the front of Chanyeol’s top. Chanyeol’s words, accompanied with his kisses, calm him down and assure him. Dreams are only dreams, but Chanyeol is the most real thing in his life and if he says they’ll be by each other’s side for a long, long time, then he’ll take it and believe him.
Author's Notes:
This is originally a prompt from seoulfulness: baekhyun wakes up in a life of exo-k's lead vocalist without a person called park chanyeol. ( band-verse ) found here. I added more stuff for when I posted it here because I realized that it felt unfinished. I even thought about altering the whole thing, but it would be too much work and would be way more angsty than this already is. :D Thank you for reading and I hope you liked it. Comments are welcome. :)
EXO | Baekhyun/Chanyeol | PG | 1,858w
Slight angst, Fluff
As they all yell 'We Are One' into their microphones, Baekhyun can't help but feel that something is missing.
i’ve drowned and dreamt this moment
Baekhyun wakes up just right before the alarm goes off, which is a miracle because it normally takes Sehun and Jongin pulling both at his arms and legs to get him out of bed. He stretches his arms above his head, working out the knots until he's satisfied, humming BAP's Power under his breath. As he realizes this, he immediately stops humming because since when does he hum BAP songs? He shrugs it off and continues stretching.
When the alarm does go off, he turns it off and stands up to gather his towel and clothes for his shower. He notices that the closet is more spacious than usual and a lot neater, too. Maybe the cleaning lady couldn't stand it and decided to clean the closets, too.
As he gets done with preparing stuff for his shower, he stands in the middle of the room and stares at the empty bed on the other side of the room. The white sheets and pillows are neatly pressed and arranged. He frowns at it for a moment before he shrugs and walks out.
-
Baekhyun's humming Power to himself again, eyes on the script for the show they're about to do in his hands, as they wait in the van until their manager tells them it's time for them to get off. Jongin, who's sitting beside him, nudges him with his elbow.
"That guy's here again," he tells Baekhyun.
"Hmm," Baekhyun merely mutters, not even bothering to follow where Jongin is looking out of the window.
"He's always at our events, though," Joonmyun says offhandedly.
Baekhyun tunes out their small talk about a random fan and says instead, "Hey, can you lend me your green highlighter? That seems to help me wonders in memorizing lines."
The van quiets. Baekhyun frowns when no one is handing him the highlighter. He looks up right about the time Kyungsoo clears his throat.
"Who are you asking exactly?" Sehun asks curiously.
"I..." Baekhyun looks at each of his members and feels confused. He's not exactly sure whom he is asking the highlighter from. "Never mind," he says instead and goes back to memorizing his script.
-
They're just finishing the show and Baekhyun can't help but look out into the audience, where their fans scream at every movement that any of the members make. He lifts up a hand and waves. When the fans scream, he laughs and immediately looks to the far right of the group, where Joonmyun is sitting. Joonmyun meets his eyes and there's obvious laughter leaking out from him. Baekhyun's eyes shift farther, though, to the empty space beside Joonmyun. This leaves the gaping hole, one that's been growing since he woke up this morning, inside of him opening wider. He frowns and looks away, ignoring the slightly hurt look that Joonmyun throws at him.
They stand up and Baekhyun positions himself to the far left, just beside Kyungsoo, who holds his hand and smiles genially at him.
"Right now, we are EXO-K," Joonmyun begins their parting words.
But as they all yell 'We Are One' into their microphones, Baekhyun can't help but feel that something is missing.
-
Baekhyun puffs out his cheeks as he waits for the next fan to reach him. He plays with the pen in his hand, twirling it around his fingers, and slightly smirks when the fans scream for his name. He looks up and smiles and waves, enjoying the way the wild screaming for him get louder. He bows at a couple of fans that wave violently at him, frantically trying to get his attention.
Fan signings are always fun, but it does get tiring to sit for so long and to have the screams reverberate so much in your head that it leaves your ears buzzing. He looks down at the table, trying to catch someone's eye to help him commiserate, but no one looks up at him, all too busy with signing their names and with their own fans.
He leans back on his seat and decides to stare at the table instead. He's starting to feel sleepy. Just at that moment, he expects someone to blow at his ear, a deep voice trying to keep him awake. He straightens jerkily at the thought and frowns at himself.
"What's your name?" Kyungsoo, beside him, asks the fan who just gave his album for him to sign.
"Chanyeol."
The name is accompanied by a familiar deep voice and Baekhyun finds his eyes snapping up, curiosity getting the best of him.
When he looks up, he's met with really long legs and arms and a perfectly sculpted face with a mess of brown hair. His lips are wide, lower lip being bitten by straight white teeth. And his eyes... they're looking right at Baekhyun, to his surprise.
All of a sudden, that gaping hole inside of him, the one that just seemed to fill him with more and more emptiness throughout the day, seals shut. In seeing this fan, this Chanyeol, even more so when he's finally standing in front of him, with his eager eyes and searing gaze, Baekhyun suddenly feels whole.
"I..." Baekhyun starts to speak when he finally finishes signing his name on his page in the album, but he finds that he doesn't really know what to say.
"Can I ask a favor?" Chanyeol asks and Baekhyun finds himself nodding even if he doesn't even know what the favor is going to be. "Can you... can you say my name?"
Baekhyun licks his lips. It's not a difficult request. A lot of other fans request more difficult things than this, things like 'please hug me,' or 'please be my boyfriend,' 'will you marry me?' Saying a fan's name isn't hard at all. But, for some reason, it takes Baekhyun time to do so because it feels like there's something he's missing in all of this. Like there's something he should remember, something he should know, and it's all related to this fan called Chanyeol.
Chanyeol is looking at him earnestly, biting his lower lip. He's shifting his stance from left to write and clenching and unclenching his fists as if he's trying to stop himself from doing something he knows would be a bad thing to do.
"Are you okay?" Baekhyun says instead and he immediately sees Chanyeol's disappointment.
"Fine," Chanyeol answers with a polite bow. "Thank you your time." He turns to leave, but Baekhyun's hand shoots out of its own accord and clamps itself on his wrist. Chanyeol, obviously startled, looks back at him.
"I..." Baekhyun clears his throat. "Thank you... Chanyeol."
There is something like tears filling Chanyeol's eyes and he nods in seeming great appreciation, and Baekhyun feels like that's something one should never see in Chanyeol's eyes because he's meant to be always happy, should be always happy because he's the happy virus, because when he laughs the whole world seems perfect as it is, especially when he slaps his thigh while doing so and when--
Baekhyun cuts his thoughts short because... what the hell was he just thinking? He doesn't know Chanyeol. He's a fan that he’s just met.
He looks up and sees Chanyeol weaving in and out of the crowd to leave the fansign area, his height and mess of curls making it easy for him to be spotted. He fidgets in his seat, not even noticing that there's a new fan standing in front of him.
"Baekhyun, are you okay?" Kyungsoo asks in concern but Baekhyun ignores him.
Instead, he stands up and rushes to the side of the stage. He cups his hands to the side of his mouth and screams, "CHANYEOL!"
But Chanyeol just continues walking and never looks back.
-
Baekhyun sits up on his bed, his shirt clinging to his body due to the sweat. He looks frantically around the room until they settle on the lump on the bed on the other side. He gets up and makes his way to the other bed, violently lifting off the comforter.
He almost sobs at the sight of Park Chanyeol in a black wifebeater and gray sweatpants, brown hair all over his face and drooling all over his pillow. Without thinking twice, he clambers on and squeezes himself close to him, not caring if the drool is getting all over his hair. Because this is Chanyeol. Chanyeol is here and he's real and he's... Baekhyun buries his face in Chanyeol's neck as he tries hard not to shake.
Chanyeol shifts awake in his sleep, wrapping an arm around him. "What's the matter?" he asks, blinking himself awake, when he feels Baekhyun trembling in his arms. He tries to get up but Baekhyun forcefully stops him.
"No, don't move," Baekhyun insists, grabbing onto him. "I'm fine. Just--just stay here. Like this."
Chanyeol frowns, but he willingly wraps his other arm around Baekhyun as well, tightening his hold on him. "Are you crying?" he tentatively asks next.
"No," Baekhyun lies even as his voice breaks in obvious sobbing.
Baekhyun's heart is beating fast and he knows he's overreacting and is acting like a baby but he's never felt so relieved in his life. There are dreams that have scared him, but the dream with Chanyeol never being in his life is the scariest one he's had. Just the thought of an existence without Chanyeol makes him confused and unhappy and just plain empty. He isn’t sure if it’s something he can survive.
"Shh," Chanyeol tries to soothe him, pressing kisses on the crown of his head. "It's okay. If it will make you feel better, I'll let you draw all over my face using my green highlighter later."
Baekhyun laughs through his tears. He lifts his face up and presses a wet kiss on Chanyeol's lips. "What would I do without you?" It’s a question he’s meant to pass off as a joke, but is something that he always asks. Because, really, what would Baekhyun do without Chanyeol? What would he do without Chanyeol snores that make it impossible for him to get enough rest? What would he do without Chanyeol’s eye twitches when he smiles ridiculously wide? What would he do without his childish pouts and tantrums? What would he do without his comforting arms around him? What would he do without his hand on his thigh and his sweet hugs and loving kisses?
Chanyeol looks at him, a crease in between his eyebrows as he frowns at the question. "That's the wrong question to ask," he finally says and gently runs his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair. "Because you'll never be without me." Baekhyun opens his mouth to counter this, but Chanyeol kisses him again. "That's a promise."
Baekhyun gives in and lets him. He presses himself even closer to him, hands fisting the front of Chanyeol’s top. Chanyeol’s words, accompanied with his kisses, calm him down and assure him. Dreams are only dreams, but Chanyeol is the most real thing in his life and if he says they’ll be by each other’s side for a long, long time, then he’ll take it and believe him.
Author's Notes:
This is originally a prompt from seoulfulness: baekhyun wakes up in a life of exo-k's lead vocalist without a person called park chanyeol. ( band-verse ) found here. I added more stuff for when I posted it here because I realized that it felt unfinished. I even thought about altering the whole thing, but it would be too much work and would be way more angsty than this already is. :D Thank you for reading and I hope you liked it. Comments are welcome. :)