[FIC] Chanyeol/Baekhyun - EXO - Temperature - 1/1
Starring: Chanyeol x Baekhyun
(please dont ask why i suddenly popped out of the blue and started to write this pairing in this very fandom, because the story is waaay to long it could be a never ending multichapterd fic..)
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 1/1
Beta: none
Genre: romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
Cerita dibawah ini meminjam karakter dan jati diri personel boyband EXO. I’m not them, I do not own them either, and I don’t have any relationship with them. The story below just from my head and pure fiction. Tidak merusak lingkungan dan dijamin just for fun.
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Sometimes, he feels sorry for his friends sleeping in such a condition. But if he didn’t turn the heater a bit higher-well… no, much higher than normal people would have to be correct, he’d got shivered under his blanket. He had try to wear socks and jacket to spare his friends life, but it turns out bad, he couldn’t sleep at all because it wasn’t very comfortable to his liking. So, every night, Baekhyun would grimace apologetically to his friends before he tucked himself to bed, turned the heater on a very high digits and left his friends sleeping in sauna-like temperature.
He always thought that that such temperature is perfectly warm and never thought it was a little bit too hot for his bandmates, until in one interview, Chanyeol mentioned about it and the others agreed that Baekhyun’s “standard” for room temperature is too high than another people. It’s true that he tends to get cold so easily, but he never thought that it had become a trouble for his friends.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” He confronted Chanyeol once they got in the van when the interview was over, heading to some studio for rehearsal. Chanyeol patted his head and smiled,
“Because we understand you, that’s all.” The answer didn’t satisfied him at all, in fact, he felt stupid because he never paid attention to this situation before. Suddenly, he felt like a careless selfish brat who never give a damn of anyone else, maybe worse. And it’s bothering him, badly.
That was why, in the time after that interview, he always sets the heater in a standard room temperature for his friends’ sake. Kai asked why though, and Baekhyun would just shrugged his tiny shoulders and off to bed, wearing socks and jacket, and double blankets. And like how it was said before, it didn’t serves him well. But he kept this to himself, in attempt not to be a burden for his dear bandmates. But with a very thick jacket and double blankets, he barely could breathe. He felt his head spinning because all of those extra garments seemed to choked him in his sleep, cutting his air supply. He manage to laid still on his side though, didn’t want to make Chanyeol, whom he shared a bedroom with, got suspicious if he moves too much in desperation. Baekhyun had tried to wear only double blankets to reduced his suffering, but it wasn’t enough, he’d still shaking cold. At the end, he can’t do anything but tried his best to sleep in his very uncomfortable condition, causing him the worse insomnia ever. But still, he pretend to appeared like there was nothing, even though the lack of sleep started to eat his stamina and his color of living.
At first, no one had speak a word about the heater because everyone is so thankful that finally they could sleep without getting soaked by sweat. No one knows that Baekhyun had a sudden insomnia because he was good on covering it. Until a week later, Chanyeol was the first one who noticed his changes of mood and his pale face.
Everyone who close enough with Baekhyun would know, that the lead vocal of the EXO-K group is a very nice and sweet being. The kind of boy that’d always cute and would never get angry or ran out of smiles. He’s simply adorable to everybody. So, a liiiiittle change of behavior in him will spotted in no time. No, he wasn’t being snappy or PMS-ing or bitching around or something irritating… he was just being quiet, only being quiet. And it was enough to poked Chanyeol that something is wrong with his roommate.
“Don’t you think he’s been strange lately?” The tallest of the EXO-K members asked their leader. Suho didn’t even need to ask who; he wandered his glance to Baekhyun, who’s currently practicing his vocal with D.O in the studio.
“Yeah. He lets the heater low and his eyes get puffier from day to day and he wasn’t talk much. Ah, and Kyungsoo said his voice cracked often when they’re practicing.”
Cracked voice…. It couldn’t get any worse.
“Should we talk to him?” Chanyeol too, glanced to their object of conversation, worried. Suho turned to him, looked at him with a knowing smile,
“No, not ‘we’, Chanyeollie… YOU talk to him.” Suho patted Chanyeol’s arm lightly and walked away. Chanyeol vacantly stared at Suho’s back as the leader went back into the practice room to join Kai and Sehun. Then he realized that he’s been stood there for a good fifteen minutes, blank expression like he was lost. He looked up to see how Baekhyun’s doing in the studio and found that the other was also looking at him, almost vacuously, like he was staring through him. Chanyeol gave him a gentle smile, and when Baekhyun blinked slowly and smiled back, he knew that Baekhyun felt his apprehension.
Later that day, when six of them were about to dozed off, Chanyeol turned up the heater very high like Baekhyun used to set. And of course, Baekhyun was the one to protest.
“Turn it lower.” He said, frowning in disagreement. Even though it was only him and Baekhyun in that living room, Chanyeol could feel that the other 4 members were listening, wherever they might be, to their small arguments, anticipating.
“It’s fine, Baekhyunnie. We really are don’t mind.” He sighed softly when the frown on Baekhyun’s face got deeper.
“But I do! You could’ve just tell me right away instead of talked about it in interview.”
Chanyeol blinked, “So you’re mad about that…”
“No, Chanyeol, I’m not mad.” Baekhyun sighed, “You’ve made me realize that I wasn’t care enough to notice that you guys were burnt to death every night while I was all comfy under my blanket. And I’ve been wondering why I’d always find you sleeping on the living room sofa every morning, you know. I feel bad, Chanyeol…. really.”
“Well, you see, if we thought we couldn’t take it, we surely will voice it out. But we’re okay with it, you don’t need to feel bad at all.”
“But… but if you did that just because of me….”
“Of course we did that for you. It wasn’t a bad thing anyway. The high temperature, I mean.”
“But I made you sleep on the sofa! It’s not fair, okay? I don’t want to be spoiled by you, either.” Baekhyun crossed his arms on his front, decided to get stubborn.
Chanyeol shrugged, “We’re not. We’re doing this because we care. We’re brothers, aren’t we? We should take care of each other. And this is how we taking care of you. Now, would you please listen to me and go to bed? You’re tired, Baekhyunnie. You should listen to your voice, you’re rasping.”
Baekhyun’s face couldn’t get paler; he automatically touched his throat in horror.
“Oh my god… i-it is?” It would be a lie if he said it doesn’t matter, his voice, as a singer, is everything for him, for EXO too. Chanyeol smiled softly, starting to feel stiffly hot because of the ridiculous level of the heater. He didn’t want Baekhyun to noticed that his pores began to ream open, about to changes his skin color into blushing pink.
“Come on, go to bed.” He practically pushed Baekhyun’s shoulders and shoved him into their bedroom,
“Wh-what about you? Are you-” Baekhyun still tried to argue even though they both know that their argument was over with 1-0 for Chanyeol.
“I’ll join you later,” Chanyeol lied; it was obvious, they both knew it. “Sleep tight, Baekhyunnie.” Then he closed the door.
Once he was sure that Baekhyun won’t comes out with another protest, he took his shirt off and dumped his slender body on the sofa, tried to stay motionless because his skin started to moisten with a thin sweat. Kai came out from his room, said nothing as he walked passed him, flapped his front T-shirt to fanned himself, heading to the kitchen. Seconds later, he walked back to his room with a bottle of cold water stuck under his jaw and mumbling singsong to Chanyeol before he closed his bedroom door,
“It’s sauna ti~~~me….”
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Baekhyun stared down at the sofa where he found his tallest bandmate in EXO-K sleeping so soundly. His pretty lips formed a scrutiny big pouts as he watched a drop of sweat runs down Chanyeol’s temple. No matter how Chanyeol stated it, or how his friends said nothing about it, he thought it was still unfair for them. They can’t live like this forever, sleeping in such a killing heat. He really does feels sorry, if only he has a normal body condition like others….
The door behind him cracked open, and Sehun stumbled out the door unsteadily, with a visibly damp shirt and a slightly wet hair. He was all sweaty too.
“Morn’n Baek’hn-h’ng~” he murmured sleepily, rubbed his eyes and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. A minute later, a sound of pouring water from the shower was heard. Baekhyun sighed hard, gazing back to the shirtless, sleeping Chanyeol.
Last night was the first time he slept alone, noticeably. He knew that Chanyeol won’t came to bed with him, but he waits anyway. On the earlier time, the realization came to him, Chanyeol would moved to the sofa in the living room after he fell asleep. And now, knowing that Chanyeol was practically leaving him in their bedroom alone by himself, it makes him sad. He never likes it, being abandoned. Moreover, he doesn’t like to sleep alone. Not after all this time, when he thought he was sharing a room with this dear friend of his. Somehow, he felt that he was left behind. And it hurts to know that it was all nobody’s fault but him.
Got really pissed to himself, he stomped down across the living room and turned off the heater-the sun is rising so heater won’t be necessary. Then he walked to the kitchen and grabbed some loafs, ate it plain without really tasting it.
“What’s with that face? On period?” D.O, like he was popped out from nowhere, took a sit in front of Baekhyun, startling him to the point where his breakfast could be a murder weapon, choked him die.
“Maybe I do need some period.” Baekhyun sighed heavily. D.O giggled, staring at him like he was the most amusing thing in the entire universe. “Now what’s with that face? Killing me with food was that funny to you?”
D.O leaned over and talked in a low, secretive tone, “When I feel cold, Baekhyun my friend, I’d ask Jongin to hold me.”
Heat started to creeping out Baekhyun’s pale cheeks, tainted him with a cute rosy blush. It’s not a secret among them that the brotherly-loves between Kai and D.O already went step ahead to an intense romance. But to hear their private business so bluntly like that still a bit out for Baekhyun.
“Why are you telling me that?” He didn’t even know why he had to feel jittery all of sudden. D.O’s small knowing giggled grew into a wicked chuckles.
“You could always ask him to cuddle you, you know. No one could be more willing than he is, if you ever wondering.” Baekhyun’s stomach churned, he avoid D.O’s eyes almost immediately when he saw that winning grin teased him.
Baekhyun cleared his throat, staring at a random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. “Who?”
“Body heat from others can warm you really quick, enough to make you feel like you’re having a fever.”
“I’ve read that somewere, I know.”
“Do you really want me to mention the name?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
D.O rolled his eyes, “It’s better if you just confess to him right now than making everyone in the house sleeping in hell, like literally, it’s baking hot we almost turned into muffins, Baekhyun. I can’t even sleep next to my boyfriend without getting boiled, and we’re kinda deprived. Have a pity on us, I beg you?”
Baekhyun couldn’t feel more awkward, too much information killing his appetite. “Confess what to who? Anyway, I’m not really sure if it works for my case. It’s not a common ‘feeling cold’, it’s my body malfunction system.”
“Aww… So you did thinking about it.”
“What?”
“Him, to cuddle you.”
“Him who? Stop talking nonsense Kyungsoo, I don’t get any of your words.”
But D.O had no plan to stop, “You do understand why he always been there for you, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“You enjoy his affection, it’s obvious. You see how he’d lovingly do anything for you.”
“….” How Baekhyun really wanted to tell D.O just to drown himself in the bathtub, but sadly they only have showers in their dorm.
“Well, maybe the only moment he wasn’t there for you is when he couldn’t stand the heat and took the sofa rather than be with you in your bedroom.”
Baekhyun sealed his lips close, his stomach threatened to spill his breakfast back out. D.O knew way too much, and the fact that he never said anything, it was terrifying. He was pretty sure that he hides everything well-maybe.
“You should try it yourself to know if it works on you or not. But first you have to confess to him, it’s awkward when you ask for cuddle to a friend, isn’t it? Then, you don’t need to torture us with heater every night, forever.” D.O’s wide smile almost scared him.
“What on Earth, Kyungs-”
“Chanyeol,”
Baekhyun’s eyes widened, “Sh-”
“Morning, Kyungsoo,” A deep, lazy voice joined them in that kitchen, stopping Baekhyun to spilled whatever he wanted to blurt to D.O. Chanyeol, who already put his shirt back on, came to vision with a sleepy half-closed eyes, pulled a dining chair beside Baekhyun, then casually put an arm around his shoulders, “And good morning to you.” He said, smiling, rubbed his eyes trying to suppressed a yawn.
Baekhyun can’t help but smiled too, subconsciously proved D.O’s words that he DOES love every affections Chanyeol gave him. Then his eyes met D.O’s, who was smirking-happy that he got him busted. He quickly turn his gaze somewhere else, anywhere but D.O’s direction, as he felt a familiar heat crawling on his face.
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He peeked from the bedroom door when Chanyeol turn the heater up, then he closed the door slowly. Like the other night before, he knew Chanyeol would sleep outside again that he shouldn’t wait for him. But his brain managed to being stubborn against him again. He just lied there on his bed for hours, unable to sleep, again. Repeatedly, he’d turn his head to the side, staring at Chanyeol’s empty bed. Somewhat, even though it was ridiculous, he felt like he’s being dumped. Heaven, he really has no right to feel that way, they’re not even in relationship in the first place. And to add another reason, he was nobody to demand, Chanyeol could choose to sleep wherever he wants.
Then the conversation that he had this morning with D.O was played slowly in his head. What the younger said to him, that Chanyeol would love to do anything for him. Just thinking about it made him happy. And D.O was right, Chanyeol always been there for him. Except now.
And his heart is painfully aching, again.
He bit his lower lip to surpressed the stinging feeling, perturbed staring at Chanyeol’s bed like it was the source of his problem. He sat down abrubtly, huffed in dispair hoping for the feeling to go away. But the more he rejecting, and the more the night crawls to predawn, his agitation got worser and worser. He couldn’t take it, he had to do something.
He walked out from his bed and slowly opened the bedroom door. The dorm was quiet because everyone is already asleep. Baekhyun went straight to the living room and spotted Chanyeol right away, on the sofa of course, sleeping in the very same condition when he found him a morning before. He turned the heater lower to the normal room temperature, then walked back to Chanyeol sleeping figure.
Settled himself down slowly on the floor next to the sofa and leaned on resting his chin in his palms, Baekhyun watched in silence as sweat dried out from Chanyeol’s skin. He didn’t remember when he started to like the sleeping boy before him. All he knew, that some time in the past, they became really close that Baekhyun couldn’t start his day if he was not around. Maybe Chanyeol thought he was his bestfriend, or brother, or someone special, he wasn’t be able to tell. But Chanyeol indeed always very sweet, up until now. He’s taking care of him a lot, always glued to him, knows everything about him… everything except his feeling for him because Baekhyun never let it out.
Chanyeol’s chest moved up and down as he breathe, Baekhyun synchronized their breathing without realizing it as he keep watching the other sleeping.
He himself didn’t really understand why he put his feeling inside the closet. Their friendship is way too deep that Baekhyun thought it was enough, when in fact, it would never be enough. He felt it now, the aching, the dispair, the frustration… he can’t live with those unpleasant feelings, yet he still keep his mouth shut. Chanyeol could be really touchy when it comes to their friendship. He patted, poked, caressed, ruffled, hugged, gripped… that for someone like Baekhyun, it should be enough. But what’s inside his heart greedily begging for more, and it was flooding abundance he could drown.
Baekhyun sighed softly. Is it true? Is it true Chanyeol would love to do anything for him? Including a relationship?
What if Chanyeol rejects him? Would he regrets it for ever confessing? Would their friendship changes? But he would never know until he said something. But what if, lets speak for the worst, what if Chanyeol never saw him more than friend? Would he survive if their friendship ends? What if-
“What are you doing here, Baekhyunnie…” Baekhyun was harshly dragged away from his thought as Chanyeol’s deep-husky-bed-voice startled him, his hand was stroking his hair gently. Baekhyun looked at him blankly, had no intention to answer the other’s question because, it might be funny, he couldn’t think of anything smart. “Did you turn the heater lower?” Baekhyun nodded. “Why?” Chanyeol frowned, confused. When Baekhyun only shrugged in response and still not speaking, Chanyeol officially alarmed. “Baekhyun, is there something wrong?” he sat up, worried and scared at the same time becaue Baekhyun face was oddly impassive it almost like a trance.
Baekhyun looked up, hopelessly staring at Chanyeol. This is it, now or never, “I like you,” finally…. Was he destroying their friendship or digging it deeper, it depends on Chanyeol. “Is it in your category of ‘wrong’?”
Chanyeol stunned, taken aback with Baekhyun’s surprising words as he stared back into the other’s blank yet languish eyes. He could feel his anxiousness and his outspoken, helpless qualm. It was radiating through all his pores so strongly that stung every Chanyeol’s senses. “Baekhyunnie…”
“Tell me, is it wrong to you? If it is, I’ll stop.” Baekhyun’s voice just above a begging whisper. His sudden confession might looked brave and nothing to lose, but Chanyeol still be able to see how insecure he was. In his position right now, looking up to him with uncertain eyes, all defeated. Beautiful and tragic at the same time.
“It’s… wrong, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol said softly, watched how the light slowly fade away from Baekhyun pale face. “You’re not supposed to like me.”
How to start his life tomorrow, Baekhyun had no idea. His heart seemed to stop pulsating, replaced by terrible pain that beat his life out. “Then… I’ll stop. I… I will try to pretend that this is never happen.” In his last attempt not to cry, he bite his lips together.
“Why?” Chanyeol reach out and caressed Baekhyun’s cheek lovingly, makes the later torn between confusion and heartache. “We’re friends for so long, Baekhyun. I deserve more than your ‘like’.”
Baekhyun was too brokenhearted that he couldn’t understand a thing. “Huh…?” any more words, he was ready to burst his tears out. He was also too dumbstruck, that he couldn’t react properly when Chanyeol leaned over and laid a delicate kiss on his trembling lips.
“You’re not supposed to like me,” Chanyeol repeated, “You’re supposed to love me, Baekhyun. Now that is a right thing.” Baekhyun’s face was a strange mixed of confused expression, he couldn’t name it. He didn’t urged him either, he simple let him to take his time, as much as he needs to realize. When finally a string of tears slid down his cheek, Baekhyun blinked and looked at him in the eye, shocked. Chanyeol choose that moment to kissed him again, a demanding kiss that brought Baekhyun to full recovery. Chanyeol could feel his rapid change of breath, and how he circling his arms around his neck, practically clinging for life. He pulled Baekhyun’s smaller body to stradling his lap, squeezing him as their kiss became desparate, intense and deep.
It ended so very slowly as the needs of air win the night.
“I… I love you…. Really… I was so stupid, I’m sorry….” Baekhyun stuttered. Chanyeol smiled and nuzzled the tip of his nose on Baekhyun’s.
“What took you so long?” he pecked Baekhyun’s lips, “And why so sudden?”
“I don’t know. Maybe… maybe I was just compulsive. And depressed.” He paused, “And afraid… I guess….”
“Afraid?” Baekhyun nodded, “Of what?”
“I was… afraid to take any risk, for… for our friendship. Just thinking about it got me chickened out.”
“So… your depressions made you go compulsive?”
“I guess so… I mean, it was so pleasant I don’t want to ruin what we have until… until… mmm….”
“Until you want more.” Chanyeol stated, bullseye. Baekhyun blushed and looked away, if he said it wasn’t true, it would be a total lie. So he said nothing, couldn’t hide his blush either; he barealy could hid anything since he was on Chanyeol’s lap, AND in Chanyeol’s arms.
Chanyeol’s light chuckle was followed with featherly kisses on his blushing cheek. Baekhyun closed his eyes, enjoying every touch.
“Would you…” Baekhyun opened his eyes, stopping Chanyeol’s kisses. “Would you be my boyfriend, Chanyeol? I think… I think I should ask….”
“Baekhyun,” Chanyeol let out a small laugh, “What do you want me to say?”
“You should say ‘yes’.” Baekhyun pouted as another blushed tainted his cheeks for the second time. Chanyeol laughed again,
“Of course, Baekhyunnie,” he placed another kiss on Baekhyun’s cheekbone, “Yes, of course I would.” And they kissed again, over and over until their lips turn swollen-red.
“Thank you…” Baekhyun whispered between kisses.
“No, don’t, I would do anything for you, Baekhyun. Don’t thank me.” The final kiss was so hard they almost torn each other lips.
“Anything? Really?” Baekhyun asked, and Chanyeol nodded doubtlessly. “Then… mmm… would you cuddle me every night?”
“You really don’t have to ask for that, I would do it even if you push me off.”
“Wha-I… I would never…” Baekhyun gasped, Chanyeol laughed.
“But there’s one little problem, though. The heater. How… I mean, it’s-”
“That’s why I asked you, Chanyeol. Maybe if you’re there, it would be warm enough for me.”
“Okay…” Chanyeol nodded slowly, “It’s worth to try.” Baekhyun nodded to, in agreement.
“Come on,” they stood up and walked to their bedroom. When Chanyeol held him, Baekhyun’s hands were getting cold. Actually, he was a bit uncertain if Baekhyun would be okay without a very high temperature heater. If things turned bad, he wasn’t sure how to handle it. But Baekhyun seemed so relieved when he was in his arms, curling up comfortably against him, covered by his thick blanket.
“Nice dream, Baekhyun…” Chanyeol whispered, Baekhyun looked up to him and smiled sweetly.
“You too…” he nearly purred when he said that. Then he was drifted to sleep, smile never left his now pinkish-orange lips. Although his body felt rather cold under Chanyeol’s touch, his cheeks formed a florid blush and his pale skin almost luminous. Chanyeol held him even closer, resting his cheek on Baekhyun’s forehead as he tried not to loosen his embrace.
He had seen how Baekhyun would all shuddered in his sleep if the room temperature isn’t high enough for him. His palms and feet would get freezing cold he thought that Baekhyun was dying or something. That’s why he, and the rest of the members, never complain if Baekhyun turned the heater to a very high level. And he regretted mentioning about it in the interview, he should’ve known that it would only makes Baekhyun feels bad.
Baekhyun started to make that funny noises in his sleep some time later, it means that he really was asleep. He wasn’t shaking or shivering, there was no sign of cold at all. In fact, his body temperature seemed normal, slightly warmer because he was under the blanket, snuggling into Chanyeol’s neck and had his possessive arms wrapped securely around his small body.
Chanyeol sighed softly. Baekhyun was okay with him. He doesn’t have to turn the heater very high anymore, he would be just fine in his protection.
“Baekhyunnie…” Chanyeol spoke very lowly, almost to himself, so he wouldn’t wake Baekhyun up. “I always thought that you’d always need me. And indeed, you always need me, will forever be. All I have to do is keep an eye on you while you treasure your feeling only for me.” Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun’s closed eyes genty, “Now I have you, we have each other. I would never let you go, Baekhyun. Even if you ran away, I will hunt you down, and keep you save in my arms again.” He chuckled to his own words. “I’m going crazy. You scared now, Baekhyun?”
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sekian dan terima kasih *menggeletak*
omg im so sorry baekhyun I make you so very very fragile being >_< but what to do? You’re so cuuuuute I can’t even make you cursing TAT inspired by their interview in erm… I forgot where T^T the interview where chanyeol said that baekhyun will turn the heater very high without them knowing it and kai said that in the morning it would be like sauna… lol baekhyun you cute thing >_< *pinch*
LOL anyway, this is my very first EXO fanfic so, it's a bit weird. please be gentle ;3 there's also a longer version (with slightly different plot and edited here and there but the point of the story is still the same) you can read it here (click click~) if you want~
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A/N: so… hello there f-page~ how do you do? I’m good. Very good actually, except for the lack of money LOL but im such a happy human these days. I eat well, I sleep not so well insomnia ftw and have no life… lol I’m still looking for a job so currently I have nothing to do, just sit around and being useless… but im enjoying it, a little ‘no life’ time before I struggle in work life. now... this is a another piece of random work from me. You see it’s not reituki… it’s not even v-kei fandom lol well, just trying a new stuff… I wonder when will I started to write reituki again T^T the muse just… they were no where to found orz and I kinda miss them…
Okay then… if you happen to read this, please kindly leave a comment ^_^ have a nice day~!
(please dont ask why i suddenly popped out of the blue and started to write this pairing in this very fandom, because the story is waaay to long it could be a never ending multichapterd fic..)
Warning: crappy english, like really really crappy T_T unbetaed and Boys!LOVE of course (you've been warned)
Chap: 1/1
Beta: none
Genre: romance, fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
Cerita dibawah ini meminjam karakter dan jati diri personel boyband EXO. I’m not them, I do not own them either, and I don’t have any relationship with them. The story below just from my head and pure fiction. Tidak merusak lingkungan dan dijamin just for fun.
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Sometimes, he feels sorry for his friends sleeping in such a condition. But if he didn’t turn the heater a bit higher-well… no, much higher than normal people would have to be correct, he’d got shivered under his blanket. He had try to wear socks and jacket to spare his friends life, but it turns out bad, he couldn’t sleep at all because it wasn’t very comfortable to his liking. So, every night, Baekhyun would grimace apologetically to his friends before he tucked himself to bed, turned the heater on a very high digits and left his friends sleeping in sauna-like temperature.
He always thought that that such temperature is perfectly warm and never thought it was a little bit too hot for his bandmates, until in one interview, Chanyeol mentioned about it and the others agreed that Baekhyun’s “standard” for room temperature is too high than another people. It’s true that he tends to get cold so easily, but he never thought that it had become a trouble for his friends.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” He confronted Chanyeol once they got in the van when the interview was over, heading to some studio for rehearsal. Chanyeol patted his head and smiled,
“Because we understand you, that’s all.” The answer didn’t satisfied him at all, in fact, he felt stupid because he never paid attention to this situation before. Suddenly, he felt like a careless selfish brat who never give a damn of anyone else, maybe worse. And it’s bothering him, badly.
That was why, in the time after that interview, he always sets the heater in a standard room temperature for his friends’ sake. Kai asked why though, and Baekhyun would just shrugged his tiny shoulders and off to bed, wearing socks and jacket, and double blankets. And like how it was said before, it didn’t serves him well. But he kept this to himself, in attempt not to be a burden for his dear bandmates. But with a very thick jacket and double blankets, he barely could breathe. He felt his head spinning because all of those extra garments seemed to choked him in his sleep, cutting his air supply. He manage to laid still on his side though, didn’t want to make Chanyeol, whom he shared a bedroom with, got suspicious if he moves too much in desperation. Baekhyun had tried to wear only double blankets to reduced his suffering, but it wasn’t enough, he’d still shaking cold. At the end, he can’t do anything but tried his best to sleep in his very uncomfortable condition, causing him the worse insomnia ever. But still, he pretend to appeared like there was nothing, even though the lack of sleep started to eat his stamina and his color of living.
At first, no one had speak a word about the heater because everyone is so thankful that finally they could sleep without getting soaked by sweat. No one knows that Baekhyun had a sudden insomnia because he was good on covering it. Until a week later, Chanyeol was the first one who noticed his changes of mood and his pale face.
Everyone who close enough with Baekhyun would know, that the lead vocal of the EXO-K group is a very nice and sweet being. The kind of boy that’d always cute and would never get angry or ran out of smiles. He’s simply adorable to everybody. So, a liiiiittle change of behavior in him will spotted in no time. No, he wasn’t being snappy or PMS-ing or bitching around or something irritating… he was just being quiet, only being quiet. And it was enough to poked Chanyeol that something is wrong with his roommate.
“Don’t you think he’s been strange lately?” The tallest of the EXO-K members asked their leader. Suho didn’t even need to ask who; he wandered his glance to Baekhyun, who’s currently practicing his vocal with D.O in the studio.
“Yeah. He lets the heater low and his eyes get puffier from day to day and he wasn’t talk much. Ah, and Kyungsoo said his voice cracked often when they’re practicing.”
Cracked voice…. It couldn’t get any worse.
“Should we talk to him?” Chanyeol too, glanced to their object of conversation, worried. Suho turned to him, looked at him with a knowing smile,
“No, not ‘we’, Chanyeollie… YOU talk to him.” Suho patted Chanyeol’s arm lightly and walked away. Chanyeol vacantly stared at Suho’s back as the leader went back into the practice room to join Kai and Sehun. Then he realized that he’s been stood there for a good fifteen minutes, blank expression like he was lost. He looked up to see how Baekhyun’s doing in the studio and found that the other was also looking at him, almost vacuously, like he was staring through him. Chanyeol gave him a gentle smile, and when Baekhyun blinked slowly and smiled back, he knew that Baekhyun felt his apprehension.
Later that day, when six of them were about to dozed off, Chanyeol turned up the heater very high like Baekhyun used to set. And of course, Baekhyun was the one to protest.
“Turn it lower.” He said, frowning in disagreement. Even though it was only him and Baekhyun in that living room, Chanyeol could feel that the other 4 members were listening, wherever they might be, to their small arguments, anticipating.
“It’s fine, Baekhyunnie. We really are don’t mind.” He sighed softly when the frown on Baekhyun’s face got deeper.
“But I do! You could’ve just tell me right away instead of talked about it in interview.”
Chanyeol blinked, “So you’re mad about that…”
“No, Chanyeol, I’m not mad.” Baekhyun sighed, “You’ve made me realize that I wasn’t care enough to notice that you guys were burnt to death every night while I was all comfy under my blanket. And I’ve been wondering why I’d always find you sleeping on the living room sofa every morning, you know. I feel bad, Chanyeol…. really.”
“Well, you see, if we thought we couldn’t take it, we surely will voice it out. But we’re okay with it, you don’t need to feel bad at all.”
“But… but if you did that just because of me….”
“Of course we did that for you. It wasn’t a bad thing anyway. The high temperature, I mean.”
“But I made you sleep on the sofa! It’s not fair, okay? I don’t want to be spoiled by you, either.” Baekhyun crossed his arms on his front, decided to get stubborn.
Chanyeol shrugged, “We’re not. We’re doing this because we care. We’re brothers, aren’t we? We should take care of each other. And this is how we taking care of you. Now, would you please listen to me and go to bed? You’re tired, Baekhyunnie. You should listen to your voice, you’re rasping.”
Baekhyun’s face couldn’t get paler; he automatically touched his throat in horror.
“Oh my god… i-it is?” It would be a lie if he said it doesn’t matter, his voice, as a singer, is everything for him, for EXO too. Chanyeol smiled softly, starting to feel stiffly hot because of the ridiculous level of the heater. He didn’t want Baekhyun to noticed that his pores began to ream open, about to changes his skin color into blushing pink.
“Come on, go to bed.” He practically pushed Baekhyun’s shoulders and shoved him into their bedroom,
“Wh-what about you? Are you-” Baekhyun still tried to argue even though they both know that their argument was over with 1-0 for Chanyeol.
“I’ll join you later,” Chanyeol lied; it was obvious, they both knew it. “Sleep tight, Baekhyunnie.” Then he closed the door.
Once he was sure that Baekhyun won’t comes out with another protest, he took his shirt off and dumped his slender body on the sofa, tried to stay motionless because his skin started to moisten with a thin sweat. Kai came out from his room, said nothing as he walked passed him, flapped his front T-shirt to fanned himself, heading to the kitchen. Seconds later, he walked back to his room with a bottle of cold water stuck under his jaw and mumbling singsong to Chanyeol before he closed his bedroom door,
“It’s sauna ti~~~me….”
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Baekhyun stared down at the sofa where he found his tallest bandmate in EXO-K sleeping so soundly. His pretty lips formed a scrutiny big pouts as he watched a drop of sweat runs down Chanyeol’s temple. No matter how Chanyeol stated it, or how his friends said nothing about it, he thought it was still unfair for them. They can’t live like this forever, sleeping in such a killing heat. He really does feels sorry, if only he has a normal body condition like others….
The door behind him cracked open, and Sehun stumbled out the door unsteadily, with a visibly damp shirt and a slightly wet hair. He was all sweaty too.
“Morn’n Baek’hn-h’ng~” he murmured sleepily, rubbed his eyes and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. A minute later, a sound of pouring water from the shower was heard. Baekhyun sighed hard, gazing back to the shirtless, sleeping Chanyeol.
Last night was the first time he slept alone, noticeably. He knew that Chanyeol won’t came to bed with him, but he waits anyway. On the earlier time, the realization came to him, Chanyeol would moved to the sofa in the living room after he fell asleep. And now, knowing that Chanyeol was practically leaving him in their bedroom alone by himself, it makes him sad. He never likes it, being abandoned. Moreover, he doesn’t like to sleep alone. Not after all this time, when he thought he was sharing a room with this dear friend of his. Somehow, he felt that he was left behind. And it hurts to know that it was all nobody’s fault but him.
Got really pissed to himself, he stomped down across the living room and turned off the heater-the sun is rising so heater won’t be necessary. Then he walked to the kitchen and grabbed some loafs, ate it plain without really tasting it.
“What’s with that face? On period?” D.O, like he was popped out from nowhere, took a sit in front of Baekhyun, startling him to the point where his breakfast could be a murder weapon, choked him die.
“Maybe I do need some period.” Baekhyun sighed heavily. D.O giggled, staring at him like he was the most amusing thing in the entire universe. “Now what’s with that face? Killing me with food was that funny to you?”
D.O leaned over and talked in a low, secretive tone, “When I feel cold, Baekhyun my friend, I’d ask Jongin to hold me.”
Heat started to creeping out Baekhyun’s pale cheeks, tainted him with a cute rosy blush. It’s not a secret among them that the brotherly-loves between Kai and D.O already went step ahead to an intense romance. But to hear their private business so bluntly like that still a bit out for Baekhyun.
“Why are you telling me that?” He didn’t even know why he had to feel jittery all of sudden. D.O’s small knowing giggled grew into a wicked chuckles.
“You could always ask him to cuddle you, you know. No one could be more willing than he is, if you ever wondering.” Baekhyun’s stomach churned, he avoid D.O’s eyes almost immediately when he saw that winning grin teased him.
Baekhyun cleared his throat, staring at a random spot on the refrigerator door at the corner. “Who?”
“Body heat from others can warm you really quick, enough to make you feel like you’re having a fever.”
“I’ve read that somewere, I know.”
“Do you really want me to mention the name?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
D.O rolled his eyes, “It’s better if you just confess to him right now than making everyone in the house sleeping in hell, like literally, it’s baking hot we almost turned into muffins, Baekhyun. I can’t even sleep next to my boyfriend without getting boiled, and we’re kinda deprived. Have a pity on us, I beg you?”
Baekhyun couldn’t feel more awkward, too much information killing his appetite. “Confess what to who? Anyway, I’m not really sure if it works for my case. It’s not a common ‘feeling cold’, it’s my body malfunction system.”
“Aww… So you did thinking about it.”
“What?”
“Him, to cuddle you.”
“Him who? Stop talking nonsense Kyungsoo, I don’t get any of your words.”
But D.O had no plan to stop, “You do understand why he always been there for you, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
“You enjoy his affection, it’s obvious. You see how he’d lovingly do anything for you.”
“….” How Baekhyun really wanted to tell D.O just to drown himself in the bathtub, but sadly they only have showers in their dorm.
“Well, maybe the only moment he wasn’t there for you is when he couldn’t stand the heat and took the sofa rather than be with you in your bedroom.”
Baekhyun sealed his lips close, his stomach threatened to spill his breakfast back out. D.O knew way too much, and the fact that he never said anything, it was terrifying. He was pretty sure that he hides everything well-maybe.
“You should try it yourself to know if it works on you or not. But first you have to confess to him, it’s awkward when you ask for cuddle to a friend, isn’t it? Then, you don’t need to torture us with heater every night, forever.” D.O’s wide smile almost scared him.
“What on Earth, Kyungs-”
“Chanyeol,”
Baekhyun’s eyes widened, “Sh-”
“Morning, Kyungsoo,” A deep, lazy voice joined them in that kitchen, stopping Baekhyun to spilled whatever he wanted to blurt to D.O. Chanyeol, who already put his shirt back on, came to vision with a sleepy half-closed eyes, pulled a dining chair beside Baekhyun, then casually put an arm around his shoulders, “And good morning to you.” He said, smiling, rubbed his eyes trying to suppressed a yawn.
Baekhyun can’t help but smiled too, subconsciously proved D.O’s words that he DOES love every affections Chanyeol gave him. Then his eyes met D.O’s, who was smirking-happy that he got him busted. He quickly turn his gaze somewhere else, anywhere but D.O’s direction, as he felt a familiar heat crawling on his face.
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He peeked from the bedroom door when Chanyeol turn the heater up, then he closed the door slowly. Like the other night before, he knew Chanyeol would sleep outside again that he shouldn’t wait for him. But his brain managed to being stubborn against him again. He just lied there on his bed for hours, unable to sleep, again. Repeatedly, he’d turn his head to the side, staring at Chanyeol’s empty bed. Somewhat, even though it was ridiculous, he felt like he’s being dumped. Heaven, he really has no right to feel that way, they’re not even in relationship in the first place. And to add another reason, he was nobody to demand, Chanyeol could choose to sleep wherever he wants.
Then the conversation that he had this morning with D.O was played slowly in his head. What the younger said to him, that Chanyeol would love to do anything for him. Just thinking about it made him happy. And D.O was right, Chanyeol always been there for him. Except now.
And his heart is painfully aching, again.
He bit his lower lip to surpressed the stinging feeling, perturbed staring at Chanyeol’s bed like it was the source of his problem. He sat down abrubtly, huffed in dispair hoping for the feeling to go away. But the more he rejecting, and the more the night crawls to predawn, his agitation got worser and worser. He couldn’t take it, he had to do something.
He walked out from his bed and slowly opened the bedroom door. The dorm was quiet because everyone is already asleep. Baekhyun went straight to the living room and spotted Chanyeol right away, on the sofa of course, sleeping in the very same condition when he found him a morning before. He turned the heater lower to the normal room temperature, then walked back to Chanyeol sleeping figure.
Settled himself down slowly on the floor next to the sofa and leaned on resting his chin in his palms, Baekhyun watched in silence as sweat dried out from Chanyeol’s skin. He didn’t remember when he started to like the sleeping boy before him. All he knew, that some time in the past, they became really close that Baekhyun couldn’t start his day if he was not around. Maybe Chanyeol thought he was his bestfriend, or brother, or someone special, he wasn’t be able to tell. But Chanyeol indeed always very sweet, up until now. He’s taking care of him a lot, always glued to him, knows everything about him… everything except his feeling for him because Baekhyun never let it out.
Chanyeol’s chest moved up and down as he breathe, Baekhyun synchronized their breathing without realizing it as he keep watching the other sleeping.
He himself didn’t really understand why he put his feeling inside the closet. Their friendship is way too deep that Baekhyun thought it was enough, when in fact, it would never be enough. He felt it now, the aching, the dispair, the frustration… he can’t live with those unpleasant feelings, yet he still keep his mouth shut. Chanyeol could be really touchy when it comes to their friendship. He patted, poked, caressed, ruffled, hugged, gripped… that for someone like Baekhyun, it should be enough. But what’s inside his heart greedily begging for more, and it was flooding abundance he could drown.
Baekhyun sighed softly. Is it true? Is it true Chanyeol would love to do anything for him? Including a relationship?
What if Chanyeol rejects him? Would he regrets it for ever confessing? Would their friendship changes? But he would never know until he said something. But what if, lets speak for the worst, what if Chanyeol never saw him more than friend? Would he survive if their friendship ends? What if-
“What are you doing here, Baekhyunnie…” Baekhyun was harshly dragged away from his thought as Chanyeol’s deep-husky-bed-voice startled him, his hand was stroking his hair gently. Baekhyun looked at him blankly, had no intention to answer the other’s question because, it might be funny, he couldn’t think of anything smart. “Did you turn the heater lower?” Baekhyun nodded. “Why?” Chanyeol frowned, confused. When Baekhyun only shrugged in response and still not speaking, Chanyeol officially alarmed. “Baekhyun, is there something wrong?” he sat up, worried and scared at the same time becaue Baekhyun face was oddly impassive it almost like a trance.
Baekhyun looked up, hopelessly staring at Chanyeol. This is it, now or never, “I like you,” finally…. Was he destroying their friendship or digging it deeper, it depends on Chanyeol. “Is it in your category of ‘wrong’?”
Chanyeol stunned, taken aback with Baekhyun’s surprising words as he stared back into the other’s blank yet languish eyes. He could feel his anxiousness and his outspoken, helpless qualm. It was radiating through all his pores so strongly that stung every Chanyeol’s senses. “Baekhyunnie…”
“Tell me, is it wrong to you? If it is, I’ll stop.” Baekhyun’s voice just above a begging whisper. His sudden confession might looked brave and nothing to lose, but Chanyeol still be able to see how insecure he was. In his position right now, looking up to him with uncertain eyes, all defeated. Beautiful and tragic at the same time.
“It’s… wrong, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol said softly, watched how the light slowly fade away from Baekhyun pale face. “You’re not supposed to like me.”
How to start his life tomorrow, Baekhyun had no idea. His heart seemed to stop pulsating, replaced by terrible pain that beat his life out. “Then… I’ll stop. I… I will try to pretend that this is never happen.” In his last attempt not to cry, he bite his lips together.
“Why?” Chanyeol reach out and caressed Baekhyun’s cheek lovingly, makes the later torn between confusion and heartache. “We’re friends for so long, Baekhyun. I deserve more than your ‘like’.”
Baekhyun was too brokenhearted that he couldn’t understand a thing. “Huh…?” any more words, he was ready to burst his tears out. He was also too dumbstruck, that he couldn’t react properly when Chanyeol leaned over and laid a delicate kiss on his trembling lips.
“You’re not supposed to like me,” Chanyeol repeated, “You’re supposed to love me, Baekhyun. Now that is a right thing.” Baekhyun’s face was a strange mixed of confused expression, he couldn’t name it. He didn’t urged him either, he simple let him to take his time, as much as he needs to realize. When finally a string of tears slid down his cheek, Baekhyun blinked and looked at him in the eye, shocked. Chanyeol choose that moment to kissed him again, a demanding kiss that brought Baekhyun to full recovery. Chanyeol could feel his rapid change of breath, and how he circling his arms around his neck, practically clinging for life. He pulled Baekhyun’s smaller body to stradling his lap, squeezing him as their kiss became desparate, intense and deep.
It ended so very slowly as the needs of air win the night.
“I… I love you…. Really… I was so stupid, I’m sorry….” Baekhyun stuttered. Chanyeol smiled and nuzzled the tip of his nose on Baekhyun’s.
“What took you so long?” he pecked Baekhyun’s lips, “And why so sudden?”
“I don’t know. Maybe… maybe I was just compulsive. And depressed.” He paused, “And afraid… I guess….”
“Afraid?” Baekhyun nodded, “Of what?”
“I was… afraid to take any risk, for… for our friendship. Just thinking about it got me chickened out.”
“So… your depressions made you go compulsive?”
“I guess so… I mean, it was so pleasant I don’t want to ruin what we have until… until… mmm….”
“Until you want more.” Chanyeol stated, bullseye. Baekhyun blushed and looked away, if he said it wasn’t true, it would be a total lie. So he said nothing, couldn’t hide his blush either; he barealy could hid anything since he was on Chanyeol’s lap, AND in Chanyeol’s arms.
Chanyeol’s light chuckle was followed with featherly kisses on his blushing cheek. Baekhyun closed his eyes, enjoying every touch.
“Would you…” Baekhyun opened his eyes, stopping Chanyeol’s kisses. “Would you be my boyfriend, Chanyeol? I think… I think I should ask….”
“Baekhyun,” Chanyeol let out a small laugh, “What do you want me to say?”
“You should say ‘yes’.” Baekhyun pouted as another blushed tainted his cheeks for the second time. Chanyeol laughed again,
“Of course, Baekhyunnie,” he placed another kiss on Baekhyun’s cheekbone, “Yes, of course I would.” And they kissed again, over and over until their lips turn swollen-red.
“Thank you…” Baekhyun whispered between kisses.
“No, don’t, I would do anything for you, Baekhyun. Don’t thank me.” The final kiss was so hard they almost torn each other lips.
“Anything? Really?” Baekhyun asked, and Chanyeol nodded doubtlessly. “Then… mmm… would you cuddle me every night?”
“You really don’t have to ask for that, I would do it even if you push me off.”
“Wha-I… I would never…” Baekhyun gasped, Chanyeol laughed.
“But there’s one little problem, though. The heater. How… I mean, it’s-”
“That’s why I asked you, Chanyeol. Maybe if you’re there, it would be warm enough for me.”
“Okay…” Chanyeol nodded slowly, “It’s worth to try.” Baekhyun nodded to, in agreement.
“Come on,” they stood up and walked to their bedroom. When Chanyeol held him, Baekhyun’s hands were getting cold. Actually, he was a bit uncertain if Baekhyun would be okay without a very high temperature heater. If things turned bad, he wasn’t sure how to handle it. But Baekhyun seemed so relieved when he was in his arms, curling up comfortably against him, covered by his thick blanket.
“Nice dream, Baekhyun…” Chanyeol whispered, Baekhyun looked up to him and smiled sweetly.
“You too…” he nearly purred when he said that. Then he was drifted to sleep, smile never left his now pinkish-orange lips. Although his body felt rather cold under Chanyeol’s touch, his cheeks formed a florid blush and his pale skin almost luminous. Chanyeol held him even closer, resting his cheek on Baekhyun’s forehead as he tried not to loosen his embrace.
He had seen how Baekhyun would all shuddered in his sleep if the room temperature isn’t high enough for him. His palms and feet would get freezing cold he thought that Baekhyun was dying or something. That’s why he, and the rest of the members, never complain if Baekhyun turned the heater to a very high level. And he regretted mentioning about it in the interview, he should’ve known that it would only makes Baekhyun feels bad.
Baekhyun started to make that funny noises in his sleep some time later, it means that he really was asleep. He wasn’t shaking or shivering, there was no sign of cold at all. In fact, his body temperature seemed normal, slightly warmer because he was under the blanket, snuggling into Chanyeol’s neck and had his possessive arms wrapped securely around his small body.
Chanyeol sighed softly. Baekhyun was okay with him. He doesn’t have to turn the heater very high anymore, he would be just fine in his protection.
“Baekhyunnie…” Chanyeol spoke very lowly, almost to himself, so he wouldn’t wake Baekhyun up. “I always thought that you’d always need me. And indeed, you always need me, will forever be. All I have to do is keep an eye on you while you treasure your feeling only for me.” Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun’s closed eyes genty, “Now I have you, we have each other. I would never let you go, Baekhyun. Even if you ran away, I will hunt you down, and keep you save in my arms again.” He chuckled to his own words. “I’m going crazy. You scared now, Baekhyun?”
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sekian dan terima kasih *menggeletak*
omg im so sorry baekhyun I make you so very very fragile being >_< but what to do? You’re so cuuuuute I can’t even make you cursing TAT inspired by their interview in erm… I forgot where T^T the interview where chanyeol said that baekhyun will turn the heater very high without them knowing it and kai said that in the morning it would be like sauna… lol baekhyun you cute thing >_< *pinch*
LOL anyway, this is my very first EXO fanfic so, it's a bit weird. please be gentle ;3 there's also a longer version (with slightly different plot and edited here and there but the point of the story is still the same) you can read it here (click click~) if you want~
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A/N: so… hello there f-page~ how do you do? I’m good. Very good actually, except for the lack of money LOL but im such a happy human these days. I eat well, I sleep not so well insomnia ftw and have no life… lol I’m still looking for a job so currently I have nothing to do, just sit around and being useless… but im enjoying it, a little ‘no life’ time before I struggle in work life. now... this is a another piece of random work from me. You see it’s not reituki… it’s not even v-kei fandom lol well, just trying a new stuff… I wonder when will I started to write reituki again T^T the muse just… they were no where to found orz and I kinda miss them…
Okay then… if you happen to read this, please kindly leave a comment ^_^ have a nice day~!