Again and Again
Author: ANONYMOUS
Prompt £: 048
Title: Again and Again
Word Counts: 5,000+
Rating: slightly NC-17
Disclaimer: The celebrities' names/images are merely borrowed and do not represent who the celebrities are in real life. No offense is intended towards them, their families or friends. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this fictional work. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Echoes of yesterday will forever be a memory of the bittersweet meeting of the wolf and the moon. A whisper of love that the moon had finally fulfilled will forever resonate in the wolf until he too is finished.
Author's Note: Thank you to the BAE mods (cries) I wouldn't finish this ever if it weren't for the BAE mods' support. Through all the ups and downs that I endured in writing this fic, I hope that it is somehow understandable. I'm sorry for all the mess that I wrote.
And if I too shall fade
Like your past heartaches became
I lay my head to sleep
And let myself drown too deep
For the only line of life
That I can't barely hide
Is this heart of mine
That without you isn’t fine
How can you live a life where privacy is a luxury? Well, I don’t really know for I am the one invading the minds of all the people around. I didn’t wish for this but what am I supposed to do if I suddenly started hearing people’s mind?
A person’s mind is like a maze; it may look simple if you glance it as a whole, but once you go inside, intricate patterns, connections and diversions exists. A complex mix of hidden desires and suppressed emotions dwells within. Dark secrets and utmost wishes reside in the corners of the subconscious that only you can access, unless you’re within my proximity.
This bizarre unwanted ability happened on a very random day, on the 6th month after my birth month, November 27 to be exact. I woke up feeling light and refreshed more than the usual as it was a weekend. No alarm clock means there’s no sleep interruption. This particular day, my parents were on a mini yearly honeymoon trip, rekindling as they would call it, so I was left alone at home. I went down the stairs to fetch some water because drinking water after you wake up is good for cleansing your body, or as the internet says.
A sticky note was attached at the refrigerator door; clearly it was my mom’s writing:
Baekhyun, do not burn the house. If you’re planning to cook, JUST DON’T. I told Mrs. Do to cook you some food today. Don’t order fast-food! That’s why you never grow. We’ll be back by midnight, if not by tomorrow. Don’t call us unless it’s an emergency. I REPEAT DON’T CALL US UNLESS IT’S AN EMERGENCY. Don’t be too much of a mama’s boy. Don’t die!
love lots, MOM
How can a piece of paper embarrass you? Well if your mom is such a teaser, then that can happen. Setting that embarrassing note aside, it kind of feels nice to be alone once in a while. The serene morning you feel when you’re alone feels pristine.
By lunch time, as I was almost set to cook for myself against my mother’s wishes, the doorbell rang.
“Byun! Open the door. I will definitely leave this god forsaken food in your doorstep upside down, if you don’t open the door in 3, 2, 1…”
As swift as I can, I hurriedly ran from my room towards the door, tripping on the last step as I roll forward (I know it’s comical, I want to punch myself too) and opened it.
“Can you at least have some little goodness in your ever sinister heart, Soo?”
Kyungsoo looked at me as if he was insulted. “Sinister? Really? That’s a little understatement you dimwit”
Catching my breath and also checking my body for possible injuries, I ignored him. “Want to eat with me?”
“Hell no. I’m going to meet up with Jongdae later because he’s bringing his roommate for the weekend and he threatened me to go get them from the airport or he’ll tell my mother about me ditching cram school. Stupid bastard blackmailing me. And you will be coming with me you piece of shit”
Sadly, hard as I try, I can’t argue with Kyungsoo. I am currently at the airport holding a sign to welcome Jongdae and his unknown roommate from the university.
A person who looks like a dinosaur (I had to say it! Sorry Jongdae) was accompanied by a tall, limb-y but handsomely cute guy. Our eyes locked as soon as they came towards us and I was lost in them. Everything was muted, I can’t see or hear anything. I was so focused; I was drowning in his presence. A shake from Kyungsoo jolted me back to reality and I finally broke away from his imaginary grasp.
Have you heard about sparks? They’re like love at first sight but it’s mutual. That moment, as I was holding that sign, an invisible grasp from his deep brown eyes and an unknown tingling sensation ran through me. We froze in that bubble of time like a movie clip with cameras rolling around us.
Kyungsoo looked at me questioningly “You okay? I don’t want to drag a body outside”. I awkwardly smiled and brushed him off with a pretense that I had a migraine attack. We went to Kyungsoo’s car and as if my friends knew what I was really feeling inside, they awkwardly place us on the back of the car.
“Chanyeol, that’s Baekhyun. He’s a little small for you but I know everyone’s small for you” Jongdae introduced. Embarrassment almost drowned me as I awkwardly smiled beside him but he just brushed that awkward introduction with a welcoming laugh. “Nice to meet you my small friend. We’re going to be friends right?” he extends his hand to me.
Do you know how cherubim sings? I think it sounds like Chanyeol’s laugh, but deeper, more sultry and slowly engulfs your entire body as it warms you to the core.
By the time I was past the dreaming and overexcitement phase on my new found crush, I realized that we weren’t going back to our neighborhood.
“Kyungsoo, where are we going?”
He looked at me as if I was some kind of psycho. “Your parents aren’t home right? And I bet they’ll be home by tomorrow. We’re going to the bar down the street you dimwit. I told my mom I’ll keep you company until tomorrow so that means we should get wasted!”
Jongdae and Chanyeol cheered with him as I was contemplating whether to jump out of the car or continue this fruitless endeavor towards the bar. As you have guessed, I joined them. And no, it’s not because of Chanyeol, it’s because I should enjoy my life once in a while.
We went to a corner table to settle down. A program was happening in the mini stage in front of us. It’s some kind of event where the best love confession will be awarded with a luxury champagne and free drinks for the night. Kyungsoo went to the bar counter to order us some hard liquor. HARD LIQUOR. He doesn’t do beers because he said it tastes like dirt. I agree.
By our second bottle, everyone was somehow loose, the program still went on and was on the last call for enthusiastic customers who are willing to take the bait. “Are there any couples left who wants to brag their love? Any man who wants to profess their love? This can be your only chance” The host calls for any final pair of lovers when suddenly Chanyeol stood
“I want to participate!” He shouted. The host looked amused at the tall quite tipsy man. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I give the microphone to the final person”
What is he doing? Is he really drunk? Should I go grab him back to his seat?
Chanyeol stood there awkwardly, fingers fidgeting as he held the mic with both his hands. “Uhmm… so yeah. Hi! I’m Chanyeol. Do you believe in love at first sight? Well I don’t. I find it superficial and judgmental of sorts. But here I am standing in front of you, contradicting my beliefs as I try to confess my feelings to a person I barely knew. I met this person this morning and believe it or not, I think we were lovers in our past lives. He feels so familiar when I first saw him and there’s a tugging in my heart that longs for him. I don’t want to sound clichéd but I really think that destiny allowed us to meet again this lifetime. All my life I was searching for this person, a dream that I always had but every time I try to remember, a shapeless figure was all I had. One day I found a story that felt nostalgic as I read it. I don’t know why but I related to the character of the wolf in the story. I have never been in love as far as I know but the emotion stirring inside me was hard to ignore. Can I share the story to you guys?”
The audience, much to my amazement were engrossed to Chanyeol’s confession/story or they were just hypnotized by his deep voice, well I was.
The host motioned for Chanyeol to continue and smiled.
“This is the story of the Wolf and the Moon:
The wolf often dreamt of a day when finally he can be together with the moon. A day when he can finally fly and reach the one he wanted the most. But how can he capture something so beautiful with this filthy soul he has? How can he reach without wings that could fly high? A mere land dweller can never go to the realm that was not his place. He can never be cut out for it but he could dream, right?
A wolf as lone as he, is often accompanied by the moon. He couldn't fathom the intentions that the moon has for keeping up with him: a miserable, lonely, cynical wolf. He once had a chance of being with a pack but truth be told, he was never the character to lead or be led by; a twisted fate that he alone must live by.
The moon often dreamt of a day when she could finally be together with the wolf. A day when she can finally dwell peacefully with the one she wanted the most. But how can she call upon someone so free and bind him to the solitude she has? How can she reach without destroying? As an existence much stronger than the wolf's dwelling place, she may break the only place where she can find the one she loves. She can never come close but she can watch, right?
The moon is a magnificent view that is often seen by the wolf. She couldn't fathom why the wolf never gets tired of looking at her: a dull, lonely, lifeless moon. She could've join the stars and the planets but a greater energy always pulls her close to the earth, orbiting endlessly to a time unknown; a twisted fate she must live alone.
How can two entities meet when all else defies them? How can love reach someone so far? In a life where time is only a number and true company is rare, where distance is an obstacle and tomorrow is a burden, will happiness prevail and rendezvous be found?
The wolf walked an endless road searching for an answer unknown. Questions so desperate even the gods had turned away from him, questions where he alone does not carry.
A single word was never exchanged between him and the moon he loved so dear. Even if this disposition is a bitter happening, they had long known that words are not the only form of expression in origin. The endless presence with a silent notion of constancy lets them be swayed by the belief of the idea of eternity.
The shimmering presence that lights the dim evening comforts the lonely wolf and lulls him to sleep; a silent reminder that he is somewhat not alone. He never would have thought that this warm serenity will manifest its being and touch him so dearly.
The moon echoed pleas of uncertainty, of questions left in fear; by entities who know no answer to all the questions she bears with another.
A single touch or a single sigh were never possible for the moon to have for she only have eyes to see but no lips to speak the love she wields nor body to hold the one he loves an eternity. Even if this sorrow is felt and only hindrances are left, they clearly knew that this love that would never be, will be the constant that will keep them together whatever may be.
The glittering eyes that sees her entirety enveloping her with emotion; the howl that calls her to attention comforts the lonely moon and keeps her alive until she again leaves for the sun to rise; a silent reminder that she is somewhat not alone. She never thought that she would exchange her eternal life for a moment with the wolf.
An ancient tale tells that when the moon finally became full, she wished for a moment to be formed, where she can finally feel and speak the words she often dreamed in exchange for her eternal life that millions wished. She descended the sky to meet the one she loves with a touch that will be forever engraved in her fingertips as her life slowly slips away entirely. A new moon shall rise as one falls, a new moon as beautiful as the last but still different of sorts, for the last moon will forever be lost as she exchanged her life for a moment with the wolf.
The wolf knew that the new moon is different, that the one he loved will never be repeated yet he still howls at night, hoping that maybe somewhere, the moon that he loved may hear him again.
Echoes of yesterday will forever be a memory of the bittersweet meeting of the wolf and the moon. A whisper of love that the moon had finally fulfilled will forever resonate in the wolf until he too is finished.
As I relate to the wolf, I now know I found my moon. That moon is Baekhyun. Gender is not an issue and I won’t waste any time in arguing about this for I think thousands of lifetimes passed in order for us to meet again like this”
Jongdae and Kyungsoo dragged me towards the stage and pushed me towards the arms of Chanyeol. My face planted in his broad chest and I froze. A distinct fragrance enveloped me as I unconsciously buried myself deeper into his chest (if that is even possible). The crowd cheered for him as he held my shoulders and put distance to clearly see my face. He looked at me in the eyes and slowly held my head guiding me towards him as we kissed.
Slowly gliding, his soft lips repeatedly touched mine. A tingling sensation engulfed my body as the world fell silent. And then it happened. A gush of voices rushed through my mind. I thought the crowd was excessively noisy but after our lips parted, I saw no one speaking. They were all in a daze because of Chanyeol’s confession but I was hearing voices. Where are they coming from? I looked at Kyungsoo and though his mouth was not moving, I was hearing him.
“That bastard, he got a fine guy confessing to him. I should’ve gotten that dancer’s number yesterday. Just you wait Byun, I’m going to get that guy and have a better lover than you”
Jongdae was beside him clapping like an idiot as I hear his mind.
“This is the best night ever. Who would have thought that Chanyeol, my roommate who doesn’t have a single cell of Eros in him confessed in the bar, I am so going to spread this in the dorms”
I panicked. I ran from the bar. I never heard from Chanyeol since.
For I was one
And now I’m two
Broken by silence
That came from you
***
So, you're probably wondering why after 5 years I woke up with Chanyeol beside me, naked. Yes, it’s Jongdae's fault. Let’s just say that a certain dinosaur dragged me to a certain bar where I had a horrible memory of cowardliness inducing a drinking spree resulting in wastage of normal intellectual functions therefore drunken sex-capades are likely a possibility.
Now here I am motionless as an arm is draped across my body, bounding me to the bed that is full of a familiar scent. If sunshine and cool wind have scents, then it must have been named Chanyeol. A soft grunting sound escaped and I unconsciously went to see his face (Crap. I shouldn’t move much, he might wake up and I’m so not ready for a reunion. God give me 5 more minutes to collect myself). I continued to lie still on his arms, staring at his face, taking in the difference that 5 years made and comparing it to my treasured memory of his being. I love Chanyeol. Always have and always will but the pathetic me shouldn’t drag him to my mess of a self from 5 years ago. I was a coward that never had the courage to talk to him after all these years considering the fact that we still had common friends. Tempted as I may be, I won’t trace that fine line of his lips, plump and red, ready to be devoured and sucked. The defined nose that compliments his big, dark eyes that captures my image, reflecting my facial features as he stared at me. Big, dark eyes that are staring at me? (Oh shit!).
Startled. Panicked. Frightened. I jumped off of bed, gathered my things, bowed in front of the bed and fled like there’s no tomorrow, leaving a half-awake and half-confused Chanyeol staring at my after-image.
What a genius Byun! That’s the best thing you can do? Run? Haven’t your brain learn its lesson that running away from Chanyeol simply crumbles your heart to pieces?
After I arrived home, bathed and ate, I texted my frustrations to the whole freaking reason why I’m currently in this foul and depressed mood.
Baekkie (^u^-V): I AM GONNA KILL YOU KIM JONGDAE! THE LAST DINOSAUR SHALL PERISH ON EARTH!!!
ChenChen (O-u-O): What did I do????
Baekkie (^u^-V): I told you I didn’t want to go to that freaking bar! LOOK WHAT HAPPENED?!!! PARK FUCKING CHANYEOL HAPPENED! I don’t know what to do T_T bury me in hell T_T
ChenChen (O-u-O): OMG. Tell me the details!! See u @ work
Too frustrated and drained to reply, I got ready for work to distract my despair and rage as Jongdae didn’t felt all the anger in my messages. I’m such a softie.
I’m currently working as a Manager in Sales of SM Industrial Corporation. I don’t want to brag but I’m one of the fastest rising employee, promoted 3 times in the span of 4 years, contracted 10 major companies for joint ventures in just 2 years and named Best Sales Representative employee 4 years in a row. Let’s just say that this mind reading thing is a perfect combination in getting contracts signed and getting clients moods and feelings manipulated.
I caught a glimpse of Jongdae’s head as I was walking towards my own office, a smile and thumbs up was directed to me. Confused as hell, I went to my table and got the papers for potential clients for the next quarter. There was only one contract on the table (hmmmm, must be a big shot because our company wants all our attention focused on this particular company). I studied the papers thoroughly and called Jongdae to accompany me later this afternoon to begin negotiations with W & M Corporation.
“Sooooooo? What happened?” Jongdae was smiling as wide as shit and I just want to punch is merry face.
I shrugged his hands away from my shoulder. “Shut up! Why didn’t you save me? I woke up next to Chanyeol dammit!”
“Chanyeol? As in THE Park Chanyeol? HAHAHA this is going to be great!”
“Huh? What do you mean by that?”
“Oh! Ho ho ho. Nothing of sorts. Let’s get going!” he closed his eyes and ran away. Have I told you that I can’t read minds if I can’t see their eyes. And after seeing their eyes, mind reading lasts for an hour.
Did I also tell you how much I hate Jongdae? Let me write you a 1000-page hard bound book about all the things he did that continually ruined me. Then let’s both throw the book towards his temple.
I wonder if you still think
The times of “you and me”
Before our memories sink
To the bitterness we’d been
***
The W & M Corporation was huge to say the least. If I hadn’t known better, I would’ve thought that this was an architectural firm instead of an IT corporation. The intricate edges of the building have the mirage of facing the sky, glass windows that are tinted silver as if the moon had descended upon it covering each space and a top that has rings forming intricate circles around.
Inside was no different, a distinct theme that I can’t simply put together but connected with me was happening (so weird!). The secretary led us to a conference room where a young fidgeting man welcomed us.
“Ah! Yes. Oh God. Please take a seat across me. No! Not across me this room is huge. Just close to me”
This is going to be a long day. Sighs.
He cleared his throat and tried collecting himself. “Hi. Sorry about that. I’m Oh Sehun” He extended his hands which was rather sweaty if I may add and shook each of ours. Looking through his eyes I read his mind.
I hate the boss. I can’t pull this through all by myself. Help me God. Give me powers.
That was cute but I’m quite pissed that an inexperienced employee will be negotiating with us. Cue the manipulation mode Baekhyun.
With an eyesmile that can move mountains I started attacking. “Hello. I am Byun Baekhyun the Sales Manager of the first division of SM Industrial Corporation and this is my associate Kim Jongdae. As you know, we’re here to discuss about the contract with the online security of our company and the possible partnership that we may have in order to sell your services on our different partnered corporations. I’m sorry to ask but may I know your position in the company? It’s not that I’m degrading you, this is just an important contract for our company and I would like the most suitable person that can help our 2 companies compromise to the best possible scenario for us”
“Oi Baek, Chill.” Jongdae whispered as he nudged my sides. (That hurt you dino!) I motion my hand to stop him and let me handle this. He backed down and shrugged looking at the young man in front of us pitifully.
Boss! Why have you forsaken me? “Ah, here’s my business card. I’m the assistant to the CEO’s first secretary. I apologize for my lack of experience but our CEO is currently busy”
As you may have foresaw, the negotiations fell through but they promised to have another meeting tomorrow to compensate today’s horrible meeting. I feel sorry for the kid, it’s not really his fault. It’s just contracts like this one should be thoroughly discussed or complications may arise later on.
The next meeting was like a nuclear bomb that suddenly dropped on me. The CEO himself met us and what the actual hell! The CEO is PARK CHANYEOL. That indifferent look, my sweaty hands on his calm and composed ones was infuriating.
“Nice to meet you, I am the CEO of W &M. we apologize for the earlier meeting. Our staff is limited due to staff changes and there was an emergency firewall breach that needed quick attention. I assure you that we’ll provide excellent services. We provide the most caring services” that last sentence was emphasized as he looked at me, eyes hooded with… confusion? He looked hurt.
“uhh.. Yes. As we have discussed, all the necessary details are in the contract. We’ll be back next week to have the final negotiations” WHY CAN’T I HEAR ANYTHING? I can only see my reflection and it feels so bare as if he’s looking inside me, looking at every inch of me.
Hey Baek! How do you feel? Awkward right? I knew this would be fun. What is he thinking? I’m so going to call him tonight to mess with him. Thank you for the entertainment. I could probably live with this for months.
I looked at Jongdae with eyes that could kill (I really wished it could stab him, freaking DINO). We bid our farewells as we bowed to one another.
I told Jongdae that I need to go to the toilet first and he should just wait for me in the lobby. Inside there were 2 other guys, both clearly checking me out (what? I’m kinda hot). Uninterested as I may be, I gave them a courtesy smile and heard their thoughts.
I could dig that. Hotter than a chick. If he smiled at me again I’m going to talk to him. The other guy was also looking at me, specifically my thighs. Sexier than my girlfriend, fuck. And that’s my cue to flee the place. Nothing beats sexual harassment as motivation to move away. Sometimes, this forsaken ability really exhausts you.
Do you watch Korean dramas? If you do, you’ll know that elevators are a major danger zone because that is where shit always happens. You encounter the one person you always want to avoid! A.K.A PARK CHANYEOL, CEO. I should’ve listened to my inner self as he shouted: No! No! Nope! Nope! I will not succumb to this awkward destiny. Stairs are good, stairs are good for your cardio, stairs are life! But my lazy ass got the better of me, leading me to his awkward situation I am in now. ME + CHANYEOL in the elevator. ALONE. Why must the building have 61 floors? This fate is so unfair.
I counted the floors as we slowly descent. 60…59…58…
“Mr. Byun Baekhyun?”
“Baekhyun’s fine”
“Alright, you can also call me Chanyeol outside of work. Can I ask you why did you sleep with me then just leave like that? Is it your hobby to take my heart, break it into pieces and just leave it?” He suddenly swept his hair, disheveling them as he sighed.
I don’t know what to say. I hate myself. Looking at him so torn, broken and vulnerable, I just looked down.
Suddenly, a force that was Park Chanyeol pinned me on the elevator’s cold walls. He looked at my eyes with hunger for answers. “Will you just leave again? I tried talking to you but you shut me out. I had to leave the country in order to separate myself physically because I just can’t Baekhyun, I just can’t let you go. I may sound obsessive but you must believe me, feel me and know that I truly care. I truly like you”
Breaking away from him was not an option. Locked by those strong arms, he aggressively kissed me. Teeth bumped with each other, tongues roughly played and air was furiously gasped. My legs gave away as he continued abusing my lips. His hands recklessly grasped the growing member on my lower half. With glassy eyes filled with lust, I looked at him and found his torn face constricted with pain and anguish. (I am always hurting him). Coward as I am, my arms unconsciously hugged him as I snuggled in the space between his neck and shoulder.
Wait a minute! I looked at his eyes didn’t I? “chanye..eeol” I gasped. “Let.. me... speak”
“hmm?” he continued hugging me, cherishing the fact that I’m talking in between his neck and shoulders.
“I can’t hear you! I can’t hear you!” I realized as I held him at shoulder’s length. “Chanyeol! I can’t hear you!”
Confusion painted Chanyeol’s face as the elevator reached the ground floor. “Baekhyun what are you-“ And just like a lightning bolt, the opening of the elevator doors jolted me back from reality (I’m fucking hugging Park Chanyeol inside his freaking company, no shit!). I saw Jongdae from a distance and tried to break free from Chanyeol but he gripped my hand as he pressed the button for the elevator to close again.
Spontaneous decisions
Regretful positions
Yesterday’s mistakes
Are today’s high stakes
***
The footsteps of our hurried pace were the only sounds heard at the topmost floor of the building. An empty secretarial table were found as we passed by. We entered from a two-doored room with such force that a startled Kyungsoo was found staring at us.
“Boss? I thought you were going for lunch?” Baekhyun? What are you doing here?
Chanyeol motioned for Kyungsoo to vacate the room and he complied. Judging eyes continued to stare at me as he quietly left the room.
I broke free from his hard grip, stepped back until I felt the corner of his large office table against my legs. His eyes spoke dozens of emotions but hunger over my body stood out the most.
They say that love has three stages: First is curiosity, when mystery is what hypes the emotion that’s brewing inside. Second is the mood, where you look for that feeling you felt the first time you see the person that makes your heart constrict in all that pleasurable pain you always seek all the while. Third is the choice of the heart that can no longer live, without the love and warmth from the person that you’ve fallen with.
At that moment when I knew I can’t escape this fate anymore. The gravity pulling me closer to Chanyeol that I always try to fight against were stronger than ever. I let go and succumb to this sweet sensation that he always brought from within me.
“Chanyeol, let me first explain myself. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t even want to confuse you anymore. Will you hear me out?”
He stopped diminishing the little distance we had. I interpreted that I may continue reasoning my part. I told him about my powers, how I can hear voices and how he’s somehow immune to all of it. I told him the night I freaked out about it and how I truly felt all this years. How a mess I am and how I always think of him, of all the “what if’s” that could’ve happen if I stuck with him and all the burden I carry.
He reached for my cheek and softly held them “I got dumped before I began anything with you Baekhyun and that really hurt me. The fact that you’re not with me is what hurt the most. I rather have all the burden if I can have you” He enveloped me in his arms, his scent caressed me. And then I finally knew that whatever I do, I will end up in this arms because this is home.
The love that I feel for him is different than others, I am never content; always wanting more, more of Chanyeol's hugs, more of his kisses and more of his warmth that envelopes my body cradling my heart and filling me.
“You're not yet ready, Baek” Two fingers slowly slid in and out of me. My body is unbearable hot, clouding my mind to the brink of insanity.
“Chanyeol please put it in already, please!” I break out in sobs.
His breathing as heavy as mine. “I need to prepare it more”
“Please, please put it in now! I can't take it anymore. I need you inside me now”
He thrusted his member inside of me, filling me into deep. A sweet pain repeatedly abused my body as he slowly increased his pace. In and out, deep inhales and exhales and moans of pleasure echoed inside the room.
I shivered from the pleasure that he was giving me. The sensation that Chanyeol gives me is unlike any other. Does making love feel this good? This satisfaction and wholeness that I feel when he’s inside me, does he feel this way too? A look from Chanyeol gave me the answer as he shouted my name as we both reached our climax.
Because we’re falling back again
To yesterday’s bliss
Forgetting today’s pain
Just like this
***
“Well we always knew that you’ll both end up together anyways” Kyungsoo and Jongdae both said as they stood in front of Chanyeol’s office grinning like a pair of idiots judging us hard. Kyungsoo apparently called Jongdae over to reveal about Chanyeol and me. (Thank God for soundproof rooms).
Oh, well as long as he's by my side I feel complete. I raise my middle finger to this sucky mind reading power, because as long as HE is by my side I know I can do anything. I would even trade my life if it means I get to spend a minute longer with Chanyeol. For he’s the wolf of my life that makes me feel that I am not alone, that I am loved forevermore.
The story of us is not finished for it is only the beginning of our future TOGETHER.
Prompt £: 048
Title: Again and Again
Word Counts: 5,000+
Rating: slightly NC-17
Disclaimer: The celebrities' names/images are merely borrowed and do not represent who the celebrities are in real life. No offense is intended towards them, their families or friends. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this fictional work. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Echoes of yesterday will forever be a memory of the bittersweet meeting of the wolf and the moon. A whisper of love that the moon had finally fulfilled will forever resonate in the wolf until he too is finished.
Author's Note: Thank you to the BAE mods (cries) I wouldn't finish this ever if it weren't for the BAE mods' support. Through all the ups and downs that I endured in writing this fic, I hope that it is somehow understandable. I'm sorry for all the mess that I wrote.
And if I too shall fade
Like your past heartaches became
I lay my head to sleep
And let myself drown too deep
For the only line of life
That I can't barely hide
Is this heart of mine
That without you isn’t fine
How can you live a life where privacy is a luxury? Well, I don’t really know for I am the one invading the minds of all the people around. I didn’t wish for this but what am I supposed to do if I suddenly started hearing people’s mind?
A person’s mind is like a maze; it may look simple if you glance it as a whole, but once you go inside, intricate patterns, connections and diversions exists. A complex mix of hidden desires and suppressed emotions dwells within. Dark secrets and utmost wishes reside in the corners of the subconscious that only you can access, unless you’re within my proximity.
This bizarre unwanted ability happened on a very random day, on the 6th month after my birth month, November 27 to be exact. I woke up feeling light and refreshed more than the usual as it was a weekend. No alarm clock means there’s no sleep interruption. This particular day, my parents were on a mini yearly honeymoon trip, rekindling as they would call it, so I was left alone at home. I went down the stairs to fetch some water because drinking water after you wake up is good for cleansing your body, or as the internet says.
A sticky note was attached at the refrigerator door; clearly it was my mom’s writing:
Baekhyun, do not burn the house. If you’re planning to cook, JUST DON’T. I told Mrs. Do to cook you some food today. Don’t order fast-food! That’s why you never grow. We’ll be back by midnight, if not by tomorrow. Don’t call us unless it’s an emergency. I REPEAT DON’T CALL US UNLESS IT’S AN EMERGENCY. Don’t be too much of a mama’s boy. Don’t die!
love lots, MOM
How can a piece of paper embarrass you? Well if your mom is such a teaser, then that can happen. Setting that embarrassing note aside, it kind of feels nice to be alone once in a while. The serene morning you feel when you’re alone feels pristine.
By lunch time, as I was almost set to cook for myself against my mother’s wishes, the doorbell rang.
“Byun! Open the door. I will definitely leave this god forsaken food in your doorstep upside down, if you don’t open the door in 3, 2, 1…”
As swift as I can, I hurriedly ran from my room towards the door, tripping on the last step as I roll forward (I know it’s comical, I want to punch myself too) and opened it.
“Can you at least have some little goodness in your ever sinister heart, Soo?”
Kyungsoo looked at me as if he was insulted. “Sinister? Really? That’s a little understatement you dimwit”
Catching my breath and also checking my body for possible injuries, I ignored him. “Want to eat with me?”
“Hell no. I’m going to meet up with Jongdae later because he’s bringing his roommate for the weekend and he threatened me to go get them from the airport or he’ll tell my mother about me ditching cram school. Stupid bastard blackmailing me. And you will be coming with me you piece of shit”
Sadly, hard as I try, I can’t argue with Kyungsoo. I am currently at the airport holding a sign to welcome Jongdae and his unknown roommate from the university.
A person who looks like a dinosaur (I had to say it! Sorry Jongdae) was accompanied by a tall, limb-y but handsomely cute guy. Our eyes locked as soon as they came towards us and I was lost in them. Everything was muted, I can’t see or hear anything. I was so focused; I was drowning in his presence. A shake from Kyungsoo jolted me back to reality and I finally broke away from his imaginary grasp.
Have you heard about sparks? They’re like love at first sight but it’s mutual. That moment, as I was holding that sign, an invisible grasp from his deep brown eyes and an unknown tingling sensation ran through me. We froze in that bubble of time like a movie clip with cameras rolling around us.
Kyungsoo looked at me questioningly “You okay? I don’t want to drag a body outside”. I awkwardly smiled and brushed him off with a pretense that I had a migraine attack. We went to Kyungsoo’s car and as if my friends knew what I was really feeling inside, they awkwardly place us on the back of the car.
“Chanyeol, that’s Baekhyun. He’s a little small for you but I know everyone’s small for you” Jongdae introduced. Embarrassment almost drowned me as I awkwardly smiled beside him but he just brushed that awkward introduction with a welcoming laugh. “Nice to meet you my small friend. We’re going to be friends right?” he extends his hand to me.
Do you know how cherubim sings? I think it sounds like Chanyeol’s laugh, but deeper, more sultry and slowly engulfs your entire body as it warms you to the core.
By the time I was past the dreaming and overexcitement phase on my new found crush, I realized that we weren’t going back to our neighborhood.
“Kyungsoo, where are we going?”
He looked at me as if I was some kind of psycho. “Your parents aren’t home right? And I bet they’ll be home by tomorrow. We’re going to the bar down the street you dimwit. I told my mom I’ll keep you company until tomorrow so that means we should get wasted!”
Jongdae and Chanyeol cheered with him as I was contemplating whether to jump out of the car or continue this fruitless endeavor towards the bar. As you have guessed, I joined them. And no, it’s not because of Chanyeol, it’s because I should enjoy my life once in a while.
We went to a corner table to settle down. A program was happening in the mini stage in front of us. It’s some kind of event where the best love confession will be awarded with a luxury champagne and free drinks for the night. Kyungsoo went to the bar counter to order us some hard liquor. HARD LIQUOR. He doesn’t do beers because he said it tastes like dirt. I agree.
By our second bottle, everyone was somehow loose, the program still went on and was on the last call for enthusiastic customers who are willing to take the bait. “Are there any couples left who wants to brag their love? Any man who wants to profess their love? This can be your only chance” The host calls for any final pair of lovers when suddenly Chanyeol stood
“I want to participate!” He shouted. The host looked amused at the tall quite tipsy man. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I give the microphone to the final person”
What is he doing? Is he really drunk? Should I go grab him back to his seat?
Chanyeol stood there awkwardly, fingers fidgeting as he held the mic with both his hands. “Uhmm… so yeah. Hi! I’m Chanyeol. Do you believe in love at first sight? Well I don’t. I find it superficial and judgmental of sorts. But here I am standing in front of you, contradicting my beliefs as I try to confess my feelings to a person I barely knew. I met this person this morning and believe it or not, I think we were lovers in our past lives. He feels so familiar when I first saw him and there’s a tugging in my heart that longs for him. I don’t want to sound clichéd but I really think that destiny allowed us to meet again this lifetime. All my life I was searching for this person, a dream that I always had but every time I try to remember, a shapeless figure was all I had. One day I found a story that felt nostalgic as I read it. I don’t know why but I related to the character of the wolf in the story. I have never been in love as far as I know but the emotion stirring inside me was hard to ignore. Can I share the story to you guys?”
The audience, much to my amazement were engrossed to Chanyeol’s confession/story or they were just hypnotized by his deep voice, well I was.
The host motioned for Chanyeol to continue and smiled.
“This is the story of the Wolf and the Moon:
The wolf often dreamt of a day when finally he can be together with the moon. A day when he can finally fly and reach the one he wanted the most. But how can he capture something so beautiful with this filthy soul he has? How can he reach without wings that could fly high? A mere land dweller can never go to the realm that was not his place. He can never be cut out for it but he could dream, right?
A wolf as lone as he, is often accompanied by the moon. He couldn't fathom the intentions that the moon has for keeping up with him: a miserable, lonely, cynical wolf. He once had a chance of being with a pack but truth be told, he was never the character to lead or be led by; a twisted fate that he alone must live by.
The moon often dreamt of a day when she could finally be together with the wolf. A day when she can finally dwell peacefully with the one she wanted the most. But how can she call upon someone so free and bind him to the solitude she has? How can she reach without destroying? As an existence much stronger than the wolf's dwelling place, she may break the only place where she can find the one she loves. She can never come close but she can watch, right?
The moon is a magnificent view that is often seen by the wolf. She couldn't fathom why the wolf never gets tired of looking at her: a dull, lonely, lifeless moon. She could've join the stars and the planets but a greater energy always pulls her close to the earth, orbiting endlessly to a time unknown; a twisted fate she must live alone.
How can two entities meet when all else defies them? How can love reach someone so far? In a life where time is only a number and true company is rare, where distance is an obstacle and tomorrow is a burden, will happiness prevail and rendezvous be found?
The wolf walked an endless road searching for an answer unknown. Questions so desperate even the gods had turned away from him, questions where he alone does not carry.
A single word was never exchanged between him and the moon he loved so dear. Even if this disposition is a bitter happening, they had long known that words are not the only form of expression in origin. The endless presence with a silent notion of constancy lets them be swayed by the belief of the idea of eternity.
The shimmering presence that lights the dim evening comforts the lonely wolf and lulls him to sleep; a silent reminder that he is somewhat not alone. He never would have thought that this warm serenity will manifest its being and touch him so dearly.
The moon echoed pleas of uncertainty, of questions left in fear; by entities who know no answer to all the questions she bears with another.
A single touch or a single sigh were never possible for the moon to have for she only have eyes to see but no lips to speak the love she wields nor body to hold the one he loves an eternity. Even if this sorrow is felt and only hindrances are left, they clearly knew that this love that would never be, will be the constant that will keep them together whatever may be.
The glittering eyes that sees her entirety enveloping her with emotion; the howl that calls her to attention comforts the lonely moon and keeps her alive until she again leaves for the sun to rise; a silent reminder that she is somewhat not alone. She never thought that she would exchange her eternal life for a moment with the wolf.
An ancient tale tells that when the moon finally became full, she wished for a moment to be formed, where she can finally feel and speak the words she often dreamed in exchange for her eternal life that millions wished. She descended the sky to meet the one she loves with a touch that will be forever engraved in her fingertips as her life slowly slips away entirely. A new moon shall rise as one falls, a new moon as beautiful as the last but still different of sorts, for the last moon will forever be lost as she exchanged her life for a moment with the wolf.
The wolf knew that the new moon is different, that the one he loved will never be repeated yet he still howls at night, hoping that maybe somewhere, the moon that he loved may hear him again.
Echoes of yesterday will forever be a memory of the bittersweet meeting of the wolf and the moon. A whisper of love that the moon had finally fulfilled will forever resonate in the wolf until he too is finished.
As I relate to the wolf, I now know I found my moon. That moon is Baekhyun. Gender is not an issue and I won’t waste any time in arguing about this for I think thousands of lifetimes passed in order for us to meet again like this”
Jongdae and Kyungsoo dragged me towards the stage and pushed me towards the arms of Chanyeol. My face planted in his broad chest and I froze. A distinct fragrance enveloped me as I unconsciously buried myself deeper into his chest (if that is even possible). The crowd cheered for him as he held my shoulders and put distance to clearly see my face. He looked at me in the eyes and slowly held my head guiding me towards him as we kissed.
Slowly gliding, his soft lips repeatedly touched mine. A tingling sensation engulfed my body as the world fell silent. And then it happened. A gush of voices rushed through my mind. I thought the crowd was excessively noisy but after our lips parted, I saw no one speaking. They were all in a daze because of Chanyeol’s confession but I was hearing voices. Where are they coming from? I looked at Kyungsoo and though his mouth was not moving, I was hearing him.
“That bastard, he got a fine guy confessing to him. I should’ve gotten that dancer’s number yesterday. Just you wait Byun, I’m going to get that guy and have a better lover than you”
Jongdae was beside him clapping like an idiot as I hear his mind.
“This is the best night ever. Who would have thought that Chanyeol, my roommate who doesn’t have a single cell of Eros in him confessed in the bar, I am so going to spread this in the dorms”
I panicked. I ran from the bar. I never heard from Chanyeol since.
For I was one
And now I’m two
Broken by silence
That came from you
***
So, you're probably wondering why after 5 years I woke up with Chanyeol beside me, naked. Yes, it’s Jongdae's fault. Let’s just say that a certain dinosaur dragged me to a certain bar where I had a horrible memory of cowardliness inducing a drinking spree resulting in wastage of normal intellectual functions therefore drunken sex-capades are likely a possibility.
Now here I am motionless as an arm is draped across my body, bounding me to the bed that is full of a familiar scent. If sunshine and cool wind have scents, then it must have been named Chanyeol. A soft grunting sound escaped and I unconsciously went to see his face (Crap. I shouldn’t move much, he might wake up and I’m so not ready for a reunion. God give me 5 more minutes to collect myself). I continued to lie still on his arms, staring at his face, taking in the difference that 5 years made and comparing it to my treasured memory of his being. I love Chanyeol. Always have and always will but the pathetic me shouldn’t drag him to my mess of a self from 5 years ago. I was a coward that never had the courage to talk to him after all these years considering the fact that we still had common friends. Tempted as I may be, I won’t trace that fine line of his lips, plump and red, ready to be devoured and sucked. The defined nose that compliments his big, dark eyes that captures my image, reflecting my facial features as he stared at me. Big, dark eyes that are staring at me? (Oh shit!).
Startled. Panicked. Frightened. I jumped off of bed, gathered my things, bowed in front of the bed and fled like there’s no tomorrow, leaving a half-awake and half-confused Chanyeol staring at my after-image.
What a genius Byun! That’s the best thing you can do? Run? Haven’t your brain learn its lesson that running away from Chanyeol simply crumbles your heart to pieces?
After I arrived home, bathed and ate, I texted my frustrations to the whole freaking reason why I’m currently in this foul and depressed mood.
Baekkie (^u^-V): I AM GONNA KILL YOU KIM JONGDAE! THE LAST DINOSAUR SHALL PERISH ON EARTH!!!
ChenChen (O-u-O): What did I do????
Baekkie (^u^-V): I told you I didn’t want to go to that freaking bar! LOOK WHAT HAPPENED?!!! PARK FUCKING CHANYEOL HAPPENED! I don’t know what to do T_T bury me in hell T_T
ChenChen (O-u-O): OMG. Tell me the details!! See u @ work
Too frustrated and drained to reply, I got ready for work to distract my despair and rage as Jongdae didn’t felt all the anger in my messages. I’m such a softie.
I’m currently working as a Manager in Sales of SM Industrial Corporation. I don’t want to brag but I’m one of the fastest rising employee, promoted 3 times in the span of 4 years, contracted 10 major companies for joint ventures in just 2 years and named Best Sales Representative employee 4 years in a row. Let’s just say that this mind reading thing is a perfect combination in getting contracts signed and getting clients moods and feelings manipulated.
I caught a glimpse of Jongdae’s head as I was walking towards my own office, a smile and thumbs up was directed to me. Confused as hell, I went to my table and got the papers for potential clients for the next quarter. There was only one contract on the table (hmmmm, must be a big shot because our company wants all our attention focused on this particular company). I studied the papers thoroughly and called Jongdae to accompany me later this afternoon to begin negotiations with W & M Corporation.
“Sooooooo? What happened?” Jongdae was smiling as wide as shit and I just want to punch is merry face.
I shrugged his hands away from my shoulder. “Shut up! Why didn’t you save me? I woke up next to Chanyeol dammit!”
“Chanyeol? As in THE Park Chanyeol? HAHAHA this is going to be great!”
“Huh? What do you mean by that?”
“Oh! Ho ho ho. Nothing of sorts. Let’s get going!” he closed his eyes and ran away. Have I told you that I can’t read minds if I can’t see their eyes. And after seeing their eyes, mind reading lasts for an hour.
Did I also tell you how much I hate Jongdae? Let me write you a 1000-page hard bound book about all the things he did that continually ruined me. Then let’s both throw the book towards his temple.
I wonder if you still think
The times of “you and me”
Before our memories sink
To the bitterness we’d been
***
The W & M Corporation was huge to say the least. If I hadn’t known better, I would’ve thought that this was an architectural firm instead of an IT corporation. The intricate edges of the building have the mirage of facing the sky, glass windows that are tinted silver as if the moon had descended upon it covering each space and a top that has rings forming intricate circles around.
Inside was no different, a distinct theme that I can’t simply put together but connected with me was happening (so weird!). The secretary led us to a conference room where a young fidgeting man welcomed us.
“Ah! Yes. Oh God. Please take a seat across me. No! Not across me this room is huge. Just close to me”
This is going to be a long day. Sighs.
He cleared his throat and tried collecting himself. “Hi. Sorry about that. I’m Oh Sehun” He extended his hands which was rather sweaty if I may add and shook each of ours. Looking through his eyes I read his mind.
I hate the boss. I can’t pull this through all by myself. Help me God. Give me powers.
That was cute but I’m quite pissed that an inexperienced employee will be negotiating with us. Cue the manipulation mode Baekhyun.
With an eyesmile that can move mountains I started attacking. “Hello. I am Byun Baekhyun the Sales Manager of the first division of SM Industrial Corporation and this is my associate Kim Jongdae. As you know, we’re here to discuss about the contract with the online security of our company and the possible partnership that we may have in order to sell your services on our different partnered corporations. I’m sorry to ask but may I know your position in the company? It’s not that I’m degrading you, this is just an important contract for our company and I would like the most suitable person that can help our 2 companies compromise to the best possible scenario for us”
“Oi Baek, Chill.” Jongdae whispered as he nudged my sides. (That hurt you dino!) I motion my hand to stop him and let me handle this. He backed down and shrugged looking at the young man in front of us pitifully.
Boss! Why have you forsaken me? “Ah, here’s my business card. I’m the assistant to the CEO’s first secretary. I apologize for my lack of experience but our CEO is currently busy”
As you may have foresaw, the negotiations fell through but they promised to have another meeting tomorrow to compensate today’s horrible meeting. I feel sorry for the kid, it’s not really his fault. It’s just contracts like this one should be thoroughly discussed or complications may arise later on.
The next meeting was like a nuclear bomb that suddenly dropped on me. The CEO himself met us and what the actual hell! The CEO is PARK CHANYEOL. That indifferent look, my sweaty hands on his calm and composed ones was infuriating.
“Nice to meet you, I am the CEO of W &M. we apologize for the earlier meeting. Our staff is limited due to staff changes and there was an emergency firewall breach that needed quick attention. I assure you that we’ll provide excellent services. We provide the most caring services” that last sentence was emphasized as he looked at me, eyes hooded with… confusion? He looked hurt.
“uhh.. Yes. As we have discussed, all the necessary details are in the contract. We’ll be back next week to have the final negotiations” WHY CAN’T I HEAR ANYTHING? I can only see my reflection and it feels so bare as if he’s looking inside me, looking at every inch of me.
Hey Baek! How do you feel? Awkward right? I knew this would be fun. What is he thinking? I’m so going to call him tonight to mess with him. Thank you for the entertainment. I could probably live with this for months.
I looked at Jongdae with eyes that could kill (I really wished it could stab him, freaking DINO). We bid our farewells as we bowed to one another.
I told Jongdae that I need to go to the toilet first and he should just wait for me in the lobby. Inside there were 2 other guys, both clearly checking me out (what? I’m kinda hot). Uninterested as I may be, I gave them a courtesy smile and heard their thoughts.
I could dig that. Hotter than a chick. If he smiled at me again I’m going to talk to him. The other guy was also looking at me, specifically my thighs. Sexier than my girlfriend, fuck. And that’s my cue to flee the place. Nothing beats sexual harassment as motivation to move away. Sometimes, this forsaken ability really exhausts you.
Do you watch Korean dramas? If you do, you’ll know that elevators are a major danger zone because that is where shit always happens. You encounter the one person you always want to avoid! A.K.A PARK CHANYEOL, CEO. I should’ve listened to my inner self as he shouted: No! No! Nope! Nope! I will not succumb to this awkward destiny. Stairs are good, stairs are good for your cardio, stairs are life! But my lazy ass got the better of me, leading me to his awkward situation I am in now. ME + CHANYEOL in the elevator. ALONE. Why must the building have 61 floors? This fate is so unfair.
I counted the floors as we slowly descent. 60…59…58…
“Mr. Byun Baekhyun?”
“Baekhyun’s fine”
“Alright, you can also call me Chanyeol outside of work. Can I ask you why did you sleep with me then just leave like that? Is it your hobby to take my heart, break it into pieces and just leave it?” He suddenly swept his hair, disheveling them as he sighed.
I don’t know what to say. I hate myself. Looking at him so torn, broken and vulnerable, I just looked down.
Suddenly, a force that was Park Chanyeol pinned me on the elevator’s cold walls. He looked at my eyes with hunger for answers. “Will you just leave again? I tried talking to you but you shut me out. I had to leave the country in order to separate myself physically because I just can’t Baekhyun, I just can’t let you go. I may sound obsessive but you must believe me, feel me and know that I truly care. I truly like you”
Breaking away from him was not an option. Locked by those strong arms, he aggressively kissed me. Teeth bumped with each other, tongues roughly played and air was furiously gasped. My legs gave away as he continued abusing my lips. His hands recklessly grasped the growing member on my lower half. With glassy eyes filled with lust, I looked at him and found his torn face constricted with pain and anguish. (I am always hurting him). Coward as I am, my arms unconsciously hugged him as I snuggled in the space between his neck and shoulder.
Wait a minute! I looked at his eyes didn’t I? “chanye..eeol” I gasped. “Let.. me... speak”
“hmm?” he continued hugging me, cherishing the fact that I’m talking in between his neck and shoulders.
“I can’t hear you! I can’t hear you!” I realized as I held him at shoulder’s length. “Chanyeol! I can’t hear you!”
Confusion painted Chanyeol’s face as the elevator reached the ground floor. “Baekhyun what are you-“ And just like a lightning bolt, the opening of the elevator doors jolted me back from reality (I’m fucking hugging Park Chanyeol inside his freaking company, no shit!). I saw Jongdae from a distance and tried to break free from Chanyeol but he gripped my hand as he pressed the button for the elevator to close again.
Spontaneous decisions
Regretful positions
Yesterday’s mistakes
Are today’s high stakes
***
The footsteps of our hurried pace were the only sounds heard at the topmost floor of the building. An empty secretarial table were found as we passed by. We entered from a two-doored room with such force that a startled Kyungsoo was found staring at us.
“Boss? I thought you were going for lunch?” Baekhyun? What are you doing here?
Chanyeol motioned for Kyungsoo to vacate the room and he complied. Judging eyes continued to stare at me as he quietly left the room.
I broke free from his hard grip, stepped back until I felt the corner of his large office table against my legs. His eyes spoke dozens of emotions but hunger over my body stood out the most.
They say that love has three stages: First is curiosity, when mystery is what hypes the emotion that’s brewing inside. Second is the mood, where you look for that feeling you felt the first time you see the person that makes your heart constrict in all that pleasurable pain you always seek all the while. Third is the choice of the heart that can no longer live, without the love and warmth from the person that you’ve fallen with.
At that moment when I knew I can’t escape this fate anymore. The gravity pulling me closer to Chanyeol that I always try to fight against were stronger than ever. I let go and succumb to this sweet sensation that he always brought from within me.
“Chanyeol, let me first explain myself. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t even want to confuse you anymore. Will you hear me out?”
He stopped diminishing the little distance we had. I interpreted that I may continue reasoning my part. I told him about my powers, how I can hear voices and how he’s somehow immune to all of it. I told him the night I freaked out about it and how I truly felt all this years. How a mess I am and how I always think of him, of all the “what if’s” that could’ve happen if I stuck with him and all the burden I carry.
He reached for my cheek and softly held them “I got dumped before I began anything with you Baekhyun and that really hurt me. The fact that you’re not with me is what hurt the most. I rather have all the burden if I can have you” He enveloped me in his arms, his scent caressed me. And then I finally knew that whatever I do, I will end up in this arms because this is home.
The love that I feel for him is different than others, I am never content; always wanting more, more of Chanyeol's hugs, more of his kisses and more of his warmth that envelopes my body cradling my heart and filling me.
“You're not yet ready, Baek” Two fingers slowly slid in and out of me. My body is unbearable hot, clouding my mind to the brink of insanity.
“Chanyeol please put it in already, please!” I break out in sobs.
His breathing as heavy as mine. “I need to prepare it more”
“Please, please put it in now! I can't take it anymore. I need you inside me now”
He thrusted his member inside of me, filling me into deep. A sweet pain repeatedly abused my body as he slowly increased his pace. In and out, deep inhales and exhales and moans of pleasure echoed inside the room.
I shivered from the pleasure that he was giving me. The sensation that Chanyeol gives me is unlike any other. Does making love feel this good? This satisfaction and wholeness that I feel when he’s inside me, does he feel this way too? A look from Chanyeol gave me the answer as he shouted my name as we both reached our climax.
Because we’re falling back again
To yesterday’s bliss
Forgetting today’s pain
Just like this
***
“Well we always knew that you’ll both end up together anyways” Kyungsoo and Jongdae both said as they stood in front of Chanyeol’s office grinning like a pair of idiots judging us hard. Kyungsoo apparently called Jongdae over to reveal about Chanyeol and me. (Thank God for soundproof rooms).
Oh, well as long as he's by my side I feel complete. I raise my middle finger to this sucky mind reading power, because as long as HE is by my side I know I can do anything. I would even trade my life if it means I get to spend a minute longer with Chanyeol. For he’s the wolf of my life that makes me feel that I am not alone, that I am loved forevermore.
The story of us is not finished for it is only the beginning of our future TOGETHER.