[Drabble] 12 baekhyun drabbles
12 Baekhyun Drabbles (aka Everyone Loves Baekhyun i'm not even sorry.)
rated g to r; various genres.
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kris/baekhyun. g. fluff.
they first met on a plane from beijing to seoul. baekhyun was that kid from business class who kept on running to economy class no matter how many times his mother tried to buckle him in his seat. kris was that kid in the first row of economy class whom baekhyun kept going to, small hands grabbing onto only slightly bigger ones with a soft ‘hyung, let’s play.’ baekhyun’s mother kept apologizing to kris’ mother but the older boy’s mother only chuckled good-naturedly, even encouraging kris to play with baekhyun. but kris, although he didn’t blatantly refuse, disliked the idea of playing with a hyper kid who couldn’t stay still. eventually, kris had to let baekhyun sit on his lap and deal with the kid’s bouncy personality until both of them fell asleep.
(baekhyun woke up when his mother tried to carry him back to his seat and kris woke up when baekhyun started crying and clinging onto kris-hyung. kris’ mother promised they’d see each other again once they landed safely and even though the idea made kris wince ever so slightly, he couldn’t deny the warmth in his chest when he saw baekhyun’s bright smile.)
now, baekhyun was still as annoying as ever. but he had also become the source of kris’ happiness. his personal bundle of joy, he’d say affectionately. besides, if baekhyun ever crossed the line with his nonstop ranting about anything and everything, he could shut him up by pressing kisses on those pretty lips anyway.
chanyeol/baekhyun. g. light angst.
there are times when chanyeol feels like he’s the center of baekhyun’s world.
like when baekhyun comes to him with a smile brighter than the sun, telling him how his day went after tackling him into a hug, practically clinging like a koala. or when baekhyun receives a letter from his grandmother, and he’d release all his happy energy by running along the corridors before finding chanyeol (or, most of the time, bumping into the taller guy). or maybe when baekhyun pays extra attention to him, making him feel like the most important, most special person to baekhyun. or perhaps when baekhyun comes to find him and never lets him be alone when all he wants is to be left to himself. or, quite possibly, when baekhyun tells him that he’s waited for years to see him again. (or, definitely, when baekhyun refers to him as my chanyeol when he talks about him to someone else.)
but he isn’t. park chanyeol isn’t the center of byun baekhyun’s world.
baekhyun smiles brightly to everyone, because he knows and is friends with every single person at the school. baekhyun does skinship with his close friends, even shares more intimate gestures with a selected few. when baekhyun receives a letter from his grandmother, chanyeol isn’t always the first one to know about it. baekhyun doesn’t pay extra attention to him; he treats everyone equally and he remembers even the smallest details about a person. chanyeol isn’t the only person whom baekhyun doesn’t leave alone-kris wu, huang zitao and kim jongin are good living evidences. it’s true that baekhyun’s waited for so long to see him again, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t fall in love with someone else in the meantime.
the worst thing of it all?
baekhyun calls everyone his.
kyungsoo/baekhyun. r. pwp.
it started as pure curiosity.
the first kiss between them was finally shared after months of being roommates, after countless moments of stealing glances and daydreaming, imagining how the other’s lips would feel against their own. they kissed in the darkness of the night, moonlight shining through the thin veil of the curtains, hesitant lips finding equally hesitant ones. kyungsoo thought they’d stop there, at last quenching their thirst of tasting the other; he thought he would be fine after bruising baekhyun’s lips with his own.
but one night he found himself unable to stop grinding up against baekhyun’s crotch-the moans that slipped out of his roommate’s pretty mouth were really turning him on. baekhyun had woken him up, crawling into his bed and saying he couldn’t sleep, and the next second baekhyun was grinding against his thigh, small needy whimpers escaping his throat. kyungsoo couldn’t help bringing his hands down onto baekhyun’s ass, fingers going straight towards his hole and feeling his muscles clench as he gave out the sexiest moan kyungsoo’d ever heard. they kissed for the second time then, all tongue and teeth, not separating even after kyungsoo released inside him, painting white lust onto baekhyun’s walls.
(when he woke up in the morning and found baekhyun snuggled up into his side, however, kyungsoo thought that maybe, maybe they could work.)
yixing/baekhyun. g. fluff.
yixing has always thought that baekhyun is a strange person. not in a bad way, of course, but every time he sees the younger guy flirt with their friends, yixing can’t help but wonder what is it about baekhyun that is so... charming. sure, yixing knows that baekhyun is pretty and kind and cheerful and friendly, but the way everyone just comes to flock around him as if it’s the most natural thing to do... that has to be magic. baekhyun must not be human.
so he starts observing baekhyun. they share more than half of their classes together-easier for him to get closer. baekhyun seems surprised but more than happy when yixing asks to sit beside him, cheeks dusted pink when he realizes how messy his table is. yixing smiles and baekhyun smiles back, starting a conversation on school projects.
soon enough, their small conversations branched after a couple days, and they began talking about music. turns out baekhyun’s heard that yixing plays guitar and he could use one more guitarist in his small acoustic group with a park chanyeol. he’s been meaning to scout him but never found the courage because apparently, to baekhyun, yixing used to look like he disliked him. and yixing finds how untrue that statement is as he stares at baekhyun, since he likes baekhyun. he likes baekhyun, a lot.
ah, yixing thinks, features softening as he smiles, so that’s why.
(+ yixing/chanyeol/baekhyun. g. romance.
the three of them began living together for practicality reasons. the bedrooms were rarely used since they’d always sit in their small living room making music, papers strewn everywhere except on the couch and a spot on the floor. if someone was too sleepy to function, he’d just curl up on the couch and sleep, probably waking up a couple hours later when someone started singing or playing the guitar. they were all happy and content with singing on the streets of hongdae, getting by with part-time jobs here and there.
yixing was undeniably happy, yet he felt kind of left out whenever he saw baekhyun and chanyeol being too close to his liking. sure, he knew that both of them were close friends since before he met them, but that didn’t stop the bitter feeling in his heart. there were small instances of baekhyun trying to cook for chanyeol and chanyeol carrying baekhyun home without so much as a protest. he couldn’t help but feel jealous of them; jealous of that special relationship that they shared without him.
what convinced him otherwise was when a major recording label wanted to sign baekhyun and chanyeol but they rejected the offer. why, yixing asked, why did you let go of such a big chance?
chanyeol scoffed, are you kidding me?
we need you, baekhyun said softly, eyes wet with unshed tears. you deserve this just as much. we can’t possibly leave you, yixing. we need you.
and maybe it was the way baekhyun pulled him into a tight hug, and the way chanyeol planted a kiss on his and baekhyun’s forehead, that convinced him he couldn’t, didn’t want to let go of them.)
jongdae/baekhyun. r. romance.
they both know that their relationship is supposed to be one-night only. jongdae has been trying to convince himself that each time he comes back is the last time, but he’s doing a pretty bad job on that.
a businessman and a hooker. that's just not right.
yet he can’t find it in himself to care. strangely, this... feels like something he’s been searching for his whole life. baekhyun is like a place to rest peacefully after a long day; almost like a home to return to. they only have sex once in a while when they feel like it-most of the time they’d cuddle in jongdae’s bed and talk, showering each other with affection. it's not like they meet every night, either, and when they finally do, they don’t really show the public what kind of relationship they are in.
when they do have sex, though, it’s always slow and sweet-jongdae teasing baekhyun until he moans, begs for more, give me more, please, jongdae-sshi. and jongdae always complies, unable to say no to baekhyun as he kisses him, long and deep, at the same time as he buries himself inside baekhyun, as if making a statement, as if marking his territory.
jongdae thinks he might be in love, for he thinks he would be willing to do anything for baekhyun.
luhan/baekhyun. pg-13. fluff.
luhan initially thought of baekhyun as innocent and pure and weak. therefore, he developed this need to protect the other from everything and everyone. silly, he knew, but that was just how he felt. their first meeting consisted of mostly baekhyun avoiding to look at his face, which, honestly, frustrated luhan to no end. that didn’t mean he gave up so easily, even when baekhyun was clearly avoiding him in general. luhan was incredibly patient when he wanted to be, so he waited for baekhyun until he was ready to open up to him.
his wait wasn’t for long, though, since baekhyun gave him a shy smile for the first time ever in just a couple weeks. luhan thought it was the most precious thing he’d ever seen in his entire life.
he found out that baekhyun actually enjoyed skinship and started slowly, a friendly touch here and there that didn’t linger for more than necessary. in a couple more weeks, baekhyun initiated their first hand-holding. luhan was extremely happy about the progress, especially after baekhyun told him that he could be a bit clingy. but that was fine, luhan was more than loving the idea of baekhyun locking arms with him.
then their relationship started taking a different path when luhan accidentally kissed baekhyun on the mouth, too excited about sharing a dorm room with baekhyun. the thing about the kiss was that baekhyun actually closed his eyes and kissed back, even parting his lips to welcome luhan’s tongue. he only pulled away when baekhyun let out a moan loud enough to snap him back to earth. luhan started to apologize but baekhyun merely shook his head, licking his lips nervously. i don’t mind, he said with a blush.
and even though luhan didn’t do relationships, perhaps he could make baekhyun an exception.
joonmyun/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
in their first life, baekhyun was joonmyun’s first kiss. they kissed under the biggest and oldest cherry blossom tree, out of people’s scrutinizing gaze and judging glares. they kissed because they were young and curious, and even though baekhyun never did know about it, because joonmyun was in love with him.
in their next life, baekhyun wasn’t joonmyun’s first kiss but he was his first lover. they met each other in secret, mostly joonmyun sneaking out of his house to knock on baekhyun’s window in the middle of the night. they met each other in secret, because baekhyun was afraid joonmyun would get caught and be convicted, because homosexuality was wrong, oh so wrong that they could get beheaded for it.
in their most recent life, baekhyun wasn’t joonmyun’s first kiss or first lover but he was the first person joonmyun had ever had sex with. both of them were in love, despite the war that was going on, despite the desperate demands for more men to the line of fire. both of them were in love, because love was the only thing that kept them going, moving on with their life while knowing that one day, one of them could go and never come back.
in their current life, baekhyun isn’t joonmyun’s first kiss or first lover or first person to have sex with. but he is the first person ever whom joonmyun swears to never let go.
never again.
minseok/baekhyun. pg. light angst.
there's this customer who comes to the bar every monday. minseok doesn’t know why he chooses monday of all days in the week, but he doesn’t need to wonder for too long since the customer practically whines to him, saying mondays are a big bitch. minseok only smiles, sliding another glass of sidecar as an offer of consolation.
minseok soon learns the customer’s name; byun baekhyun. i come here every week and you’re always there, so why not? baekhyun says with a grin. minseok replies with a grin of his own before concocting a salty dog.
sometimes, though, baekhyun drinks until he’s too drunk to be coherent. in his intoxicated state, baekhyun will tell minseok about everything that’s happening in his life. his busy boyfriend and their relationship that baekhyun doubts will last another month, his own demanding job that doesn’t let him unwind even for a second, his homophobic parents who kicked him out of their house years ago after his coming out. minseok knows all of this, because baekhyun doesn’t shut up easily when he’s under the complete mercy of alcohol.
minseok doesn’t know when, but he starts caring. he begins to wonder what kind of conversation baekhyun will start when monday night comes; begins to wonder if he could finally pick up the courage of asking for his phone number.
how he wishes to be able to comfort baekhyun. because he’s unable to, because baekhyun is always gone before his shift ends, before he could convert back to kim minseok and not xiumin the bartender.
sehun/baekhyun. g. fluff.
oh sehun is the current youngest hot icon of the entertainment industry. he entered the industry when he was six years old, and now that he’s twenty, he has many experiences and expects everyone around him to follow his rules.
which is why he really dislikes his new make-up artist, byun baekhyun.
from the first day of baekhyun working with him, he’s already disliked his attitude. he totally hates it when his make-up artists talk while touching up his face. he definitely loathes it when his make-up artists invade his personal space when it’s break time. and he really, really resents it when his make-up artists break his concentration before every photoshoot or interview by fussing over him.
baekhyun does all of that.
every once in a while, however, sehun sees baekhyun’s other side. baekhyun always makes sure he eats his meals three times a day, even cooks for him occasionally in case sehun doesn’t have the time to prepare his own food. baekhyun is also the one who takes care of him the most, surprisingly, as he gives encouragements and words of comfort whenever he feels shitty even for the slightest bit. most of all, baekhyun is the one person who looks even more nervous than anyone else including him every time he has a schedule. (sehun thinks all of that is endearing, but refuses to show it because he doesn’t want baekhyun to see his uncool side.)
so, yeah, maybe oh sehun doesn’t really dislike byun baekhyun, after all.
jongin/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
baekhyun was his senior back in high school. they were close, but lost contact as soon as both of them went to college, drowning in assignments and projects. they met again by chance at a noodle shop after five years, the one they used to go to when they were careless, money-less teenagers.
now, baekhyun is squirming beneath him on the couch, face flushed and panting. he must feel sticky and uncomfortable down in his jeans-jongin knows because he feels the same. but jongin doesn’t care, never does whenever baekhyun is involved. instead, he lets his thumb trace the faint pink dusts on baekhyun’s cheek and watches as his twinkling eyes flutter open, nothing but love and adoration are apparent.
hyung, jongin whispers, as if afraid other people will hear them, i love you.
suddenly there are tears in baekhyun’s eyes and jongin panics, but baekhyun laughs, smiling through the tears. i love you too, silly.
jongin relaxes then, leaning down to capture baekhyun’s lips in an open-mouthed kiss, his other hand slipping beneath baekhyun’s shirt to play with a perky bud, and the gasp he’s rewarded with sounds like promises that the night won’t end soon.
(he feels like they’re back to their teens again, exchanging sloppy kisses and quick blowjobs, except now they’re more content in taking their time, making love instead of just plain fucking.)
zitao/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
he's going to stay with us next summer, was what zitao’s father had said to him. the huangs had knows the byuns for a long time; had been friends since the time of zitao’s grandfather. this wouldn’t be the first time for mr. byun's son to stay with them for the summer, but it would be the first time in years. last time zitao saw baekhyun was a bit over eight years ago, when baekhyun just turned twelve. zitao couldn’t be bothered to keep in touch with baekhyun, since his father had become really busy soon after, and zitao himself was expected to start taking his education seriously.
so it was really an unexpected surprise when a letter from baekhyun arrived in late spring.
baekhyun arrived in the first week of june, bringing a large suitcase and with him an aura of well-educated young man. zitao hadn’t expected that of him, and suddenly baekhyun was like a whole new, different person.
not to say he didn’t like it, though, because baekhyun gave him these looks that he was more than familiar with. and, this time, he saw it coming when baekhyun pushed him up against the door of his own room, bruising his lips in a heated kiss. zitao noticed that baekhyun had just taken a shower, seeing how his hair was still half-dry and he was only in his bathrobe.
zitao, baekhyun panted against his ear, you’ve grown into a fine young man.
zitao chuckled, pulling baekhyun closer and nibbling along his slender neck. so have you. this is such a pleasant surprise, ge.
baekhyun only hummed in response, smacking a kiss onto zitao’s jawline before walking backwards toward the bed, fingers linking with zitao’s. have you ever... been with a man before? the way baekhyun asked him, uncertain and shy, was endearing and zitao would have peppered his face with kisses had he got the time, because baekhyun plopped onto the bed, pulling zitao on top of him.
he hovered for a moment, dark eyes taking in the sight before him-baekhyun’s flushed face, baekhyun’s collarbones peeking from beneath his bathrobe, the loose knot around his tapered waist, those milky white thighs-no, came out the answer. no, i haven’t.
the expression on baekhyun’s face turned seductive in a split second, as he tilted his head back to bare more of his enticing neck. then, he began, lifting his hips to rut against zitao, fishing out a moan from him. i'll teach you.
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& i actually have a whole plot for the baektao but idk if i'll ever write it HA..HA..HA... probably never.
& this is totally self-indulgence because i've been craving for exo/baekhyun HAHAH.
& /feels accomplished now that i've finally written every baekhyun pairing.
& special thanks to smilingjund for helping me with the subaek sebaek and xiubaek CRIES THIS IS FOR YOU.
& also for alexishero and kuroiimiyumi as per usual ♥
& i'm sorry if this doesn't make sense; i rarely make sense at all. e___e
& enjoy? ♥
rated g to r; various genres.
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kris/baekhyun. g. fluff.
they first met on a plane from beijing to seoul. baekhyun was that kid from business class who kept on running to economy class no matter how many times his mother tried to buckle him in his seat. kris was that kid in the first row of economy class whom baekhyun kept going to, small hands grabbing onto only slightly bigger ones with a soft ‘hyung, let’s play.’ baekhyun’s mother kept apologizing to kris’ mother but the older boy’s mother only chuckled good-naturedly, even encouraging kris to play with baekhyun. but kris, although he didn’t blatantly refuse, disliked the idea of playing with a hyper kid who couldn’t stay still. eventually, kris had to let baekhyun sit on his lap and deal with the kid’s bouncy personality until both of them fell asleep.
(baekhyun woke up when his mother tried to carry him back to his seat and kris woke up when baekhyun started crying and clinging onto kris-hyung. kris’ mother promised they’d see each other again once they landed safely and even though the idea made kris wince ever so slightly, he couldn’t deny the warmth in his chest when he saw baekhyun’s bright smile.)
now, baekhyun was still as annoying as ever. but he had also become the source of kris’ happiness. his personal bundle of joy, he’d say affectionately. besides, if baekhyun ever crossed the line with his nonstop ranting about anything and everything, he could shut him up by pressing kisses on those pretty lips anyway.
chanyeol/baekhyun. g. light angst.
there are times when chanyeol feels like he’s the center of baekhyun’s world.
like when baekhyun comes to him with a smile brighter than the sun, telling him how his day went after tackling him into a hug, practically clinging like a koala. or when baekhyun receives a letter from his grandmother, and he’d release all his happy energy by running along the corridors before finding chanyeol (or, most of the time, bumping into the taller guy). or maybe when baekhyun pays extra attention to him, making him feel like the most important, most special person to baekhyun. or perhaps when baekhyun comes to find him and never lets him be alone when all he wants is to be left to himself. or, quite possibly, when baekhyun tells him that he’s waited for years to see him again. (or, definitely, when baekhyun refers to him as my chanyeol when he talks about him to someone else.)
but he isn’t. park chanyeol isn’t the center of byun baekhyun’s world.
baekhyun smiles brightly to everyone, because he knows and is friends with every single person at the school. baekhyun does skinship with his close friends, even shares more intimate gestures with a selected few. when baekhyun receives a letter from his grandmother, chanyeol isn’t always the first one to know about it. baekhyun doesn’t pay extra attention to him; he treats everyone equally and he remembers even the smallest details about a person. chanyeol isn’t the only person whom baekhyun doesn’t leave alone-kris wu, huang zitao and kim jongin are good living evidences. it’s true that baekhyun’s waited for so long to see him again, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t fall in love with someone else in the meantime.
the worst thing of it all?
baekhyun calls everyone his.
kyungsoo/baekhyun. r. pwp.
it started as pure curiosity.
the first kiss between them was finally shared after months of being roommates, after countless moments of stealing glances and daydreaming, imagining how the other’s lips would feel against their own. they kissed in the darkness of the night, moonlight shining through the thin veil of the curtains, hesitant lips finding equally hesitant ones. kyungsoo thought they’d stop there, at last quenching their thirst of tasting the other; he thought he would be fine after bruising baekhyun’s lips with his own.
but one night he found himself unable to stop grinding up against baekhyun’s crotch-the moans that slipped out of his roommate’s pretty mouth were really turning him on. baekhyun had woken him up, crawling into his bed and saying he couldn’t sleep, and the next second baekhyun was grinding against his thigh, small needy whimpers escaping his throat. kyungsoo couldn’t help bringing his hands down onto baekhyun’s ass, fingers going straight towards his hole and feeling his muscles clench as he gave out the sexiest moan kyungsoo’d ever heard. they kissed for the second time then, all tongue and teeth, not separating even after kyungsoo released inside him, painting white lust onto baekhyun’s walls.
(when he woke up in the morning and found baekhyun snuggled up into his side, however, kyungsoo thought that maybe, maybe they could work.)
yixing/baekhyun. g. fluff.
yixing has always thought that baekhyun is a strange person. not in a bad way, of course, but every time he sees the younger guy flirt with their friends, yixing can’t help but wonder what is it about baekhyun that is so... charming. sure, yixing knows that baekhyun is pretty and kind and cheerful and friendly, but the way everyone just comes to flock around him as if it’s the most natural thing to do... that has to be magic. baekhyun must not be human.
so he starts observing baekhyun. they share more than half of their classes together-easier for him to get closer. baekhyun seems surprised but more than happy when yixing asks to sit beside him, cheeks dusted pink when he realizes how messy his table is. yixing smiles and baekhyun smiles back, starting a conversation on school projects.
soon enough, their small conversations branched after a couple days, and they began talking about music. turns out baekhyun’s heard that yixing plays guitar and he could use one more guitarist in his small acoustic group with a park chanyeol. he’s been meaning to scout him but never found the courage because apparently, to baekhyun, yixing used to look like he disliked him. and yixing finds how untrue that statement is as he stares at baekhyun, since he likes baekhyun. he likes baekhyun, a lot.
ah, yixing thinks, features softening as he smiles, so that’s why.
(+ yixing/chanyeol/baekhyun. g. romance.
the three of them began living together for practicality reasons. the bedrooms were rarely used since they’d always sit in their small living room making music, papers strewn everywhere except on the couch and a spot on the floor. if someone was too sleepy to function, he’d just curl up on the couch and sleep, probably waking up a couple hours later when someone started singing or playing the guitar. they were all happy and content with singing on the streets of hongdae, getting by with part-time jobs here and there.
yixing was undeniably happy, yet he felt kind of left out whenever he saw baekhyun and chanyeol being too close to his liking. sure, he knew that both of them were close friends since before he met them, but that didn’t stop the bitter feeling in his heart. there were small instances of baekhyun trying to cook for chanyeol and chanyeol carrying baekhyun home without so much as a protest. he couldn’t help but feel jealous of them; jealous of that special relationship that they shared without him.
what convinced him otherwise was when a major recording label wanted to sign baekhyun and chanyeol but they rejected the offer. why, yixing asked, why did you let go of such a big chance?
chanyeol scoffed, are you kidding me?
we need you, baekhyun said softly, eyes wet with unshed tears. you deserve this just as much. we can’t possibly leave you, yixing. we need you.
and maybe it was the way baekhyun pulled him into a tight hug, and the way chanyeol planted a kiss on his and baekhyun’s forehead, that convinced him he couldn’t, didn’t want to let go of them.)
jongdae/baekhyun. r. romance.
they both know that their relationship is supposed to be one-night only. jongdae has been trying to convince himself that each time he comes back is the last time, but he’s doing a pretty bad job on that.
a businessman and a hooker. that's just not right.
yet he can’t find it in himself to care. strangely, this... feels like something he’s been searching for his whole life. baekhyun is like a place to rest peacefully after a long day; almost like a home to return to. they only have sex once in a while when they feel like it-most of the time they’d cuddle in jongdae’s bed and talk, showering each other with affection. it's not like they meet every night, either, and when they finally do, they don’t really show the public what kind of relationship they are in.
when they do have sex, though, it’s always slow and sweet-jongdae teasing baekhyun until he moans, begs for more, give me more, please, jongdae-sshi. and jongdae always complies, unable to say no to baekhyun as he kisses him, long and deep, at the same time as he buries himself inside baekhyun, as if making a statement, as if marking his territory.
jongdae thinks he might be in love, for he thinks he would be willing to do anything for baekhyun.
luhan/baekhyun. pg-13. fluff.
luhan initially thought of baekhyun as innocent and pure and weak. therefore, he developed this need to protect the other from everything and everyone. silly, he knew, but that was just how he felt. their first meeting consisted of mostly baekhyun avoiding to look at his face, which, honestly, frustrated luhan to no end. that didn’t mean he gave up so easily, even when baekhyun was clearly avoiding him in general. luhan was incredibly patient when he wanted to be, so he waited for baekhyun until he was ready to open up to him.
his wait wasn’t for long, though, since baekhyun gave him a shy smile for the first time ever in just a couple weeks. luhan thought it was the most precious thing he’d ever seen in his entire life.
he found out that baekhyun actually enjoyed skinship and started slowly, a friendly touch here and there that didn’t linger for more than necessary. in a couple more weeks, baekhyun initiated their first hand-holding. luhan was extremely happy about the progress, especially after baekhyun told him that he could be a bit clingy. but that was fine, luhan was more than loving the idea of baekhyun locking arms with him.
then their relationship started taking a different path when luhan accidentally kissed baekhyun on the mouth, too excited about sharing a dorm room with baekhyun. the thing about the kiss was that baekhyun actually closed his eyes and kissed back, even parting his lips to welcome luhan’s tongue. he only pulled away when baekhyun let out a moan loud enough to snap him back to earth. luhan started to apologize but baekhyun merely shook his head, licking his lips nervously. i don’t mind, he said with a blush.
and even though luhan didn’t do relationships, perhaps he could make baekhyun an exception.
joonmyun/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
in their first life, baekhyun was joonmyun’s first kiss. they kissed under the biggest and oldest cherry blossom tree, out of people’s scrutinizing gaze and judging glares. they kissed because they were young and curious, and even though baekhyun never did know about it, because joonmyun was in love with him.
in their next life, baekhyun wasn’t joonmyun’s first kiss but he was his first lover. they met each other in secret, mostly joonmyun sneaking out of his house to knock on baekhyun’s window in the middle of the night. they met each other in secret, because baekhyun was afraid joonmyun would get caught and be convicted, because homosexuality was wrong, oh so wrong that they could get beheaded for it.
in their most recent life, baekhyun wasn’t joonmyun’s first kiss or first lover but he was the first person joonmyun had ever had sex with. both of them were in love, despite the war that was going on, despite the desperate demands for more men to the line of fire. both of them were in love, because love was the only thing that kept them going, moving on with their life while knowing that one day, one of them could go and never come back.
in their current life, baekhyun isn’t joonmyun’s first kiss or first lover or first person to have sex with. but he is the first person ever whom joonmyun swears to never let go.
never again.
minseok/baekhyun. pg. light angst.
there's this customer who comes to the bar every monday. minseok doesn’t know why he chooses monday of all days in the week, but he doesn’t need to wonder for too long since the customer practically whines to him, saying mondays are a big bitch. minseok only smiles, sliding another glass of sidecar as an offer of consolation.
minseok soon learns the customer’s name; byun baekhyun. i come here every week and you’re always there, so why not? baekhyun says with a grin. minseok replies with a grin of his own before concocting a salty dog.
sometimes, though, baekhyun drinks until he’s too drunk to be coherent. in his intoxicated state, baekhyun will tell minseok about everything that’s happening in his life. his busy boyfriend and their relationship that baekhyun doubts will last another month, his own demanding job that doesn’t let him unwind even for a second, his homophobic parents who kicked him out of their house years ago after his coming out. minseok knows all of this, because baekhyun doesn’t shut up easily when he’s under the complete mercy of alcohol.
minseok doesn’t know when, but he starts caring. he begins to wonder what kind of conversation baekhyun will start when monday night comes; begins to wonder if he could finally pick up the courage of asking for his phone number.
how he wishes to be able to comfort baekhyun. because he’s unable to, because baekhyun is always gone before his shift ends, before he could convert back to kim minseok and not xiumin the bartender.
sehun/baekhyun. g. fluff.
oh sehun is the current youngest hot icon of the entertainment industry. he entered the industry when he was six years old, and now that he’s twenty, he has many experiences and expects everyone around him to follow his rules.
which is why he really dislikes his new make-up artist, byun baekhyun.
from the first day of baekhyun working with him, he’s already disliked his attitude. he totally hates it when his make-up artists talk while touching up his face. he definitely loathes it when his make-up artists invade his personal space when it’s break time. and he really, really resents it when his make-up artists break his concentration before every photoshoot or interview by fussing over him.
baekhyun does all of that.
every once in a while, however, sehun sees baekhyun’s other side. baekhyun always makes sure he eats his meals three times a day, even cooks for him occasionally in case sehun doesn’t have the time to prepare his own food. baekhyun is also the one who takes care of him the most, surprisingly, as he gives encouragements and words of comfort whenever he feels shitty even for the slightest bit. most of all, baekhyun is the one person who looks even more nervous than anyone else including him every time he has a schedule. (sehun thinks all of that is endearing, but refuses to show it because he doesn’t want baekhyun to see his uncool side.)
so, yeah, maybe oh sehun doesn’t really dislike byun baekhyun, after all.
jongin/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
baekhyun was his senior back in high school. they were close, but lost contact as soon as both of them went to college, drowning in assignments and projects. they met again by chance at a noodle shop after five years, the one they used to go to when they were careless, money-less teenagers.
now, baekhyun is squirming beneath him on the couch, face flushed and panting. he must feel sticky and uncomfortable down in his jeans-jongin knows because he feels the same. but jongin doesn’t care, never does whenever baekhyun is involved. instead, he lets his thumb trace the faint pink dusts on baekhyun’s cheek and watches as his twinkling eyes flutter open, nothing but love and adoration are apparent.
hyung, jongin whispers, as if afraid other people will hear them, i love you.
suddenly there are tears in baekhyun’s eyes and jongin panics, but baekhyun laughs, smiling through the tears. i love you too, silly.
jongin relaxes then, leaning down to capture baekhyun’s lips in an open-mouthed kiss, his other hand slipping beneath baekhyun’s shirt to play with a perky bud, and the gasp he’s rewarded with sounds like promises that the night won’t end soon.
(he feels like they’re back to their teens again, exchanging sloppy kisses and quick blowjobs, except now they’re more content in taking their time, making love instead of just plain fucking.)
zitao/baekhyun. pg-13. romance.
he's going to stay with us next summer, was what zitao’s father had said to him. the huangs had knows the byuns for a long time; had been friends since the time of zitao’s grandfather. this wouldn’t be the first time for mr. byun's son to stay with them for the summer, but it would be the first time in years. last time zitao saw baekhyun was a bit over eight years ago, when baekhyun just turned twelve. zitao couldn’t be bothered to keep in touch with baekhyun, since his father had become really busy soon after, and zitao himself was expected to start taking his education seriously.
so it was really an unexpected surprise when a letter from baekhyun arrived in late spring.
baekhyun arrived in the first week of june, bringing a large suitcase and with him an aura of well-educated young man. zitao hadn’t expected that of him, and suddenly baekhyun was like a whole new, different person.
not to say he didn’t like it, though, because baekhyun gave him these looks that he was more than familiar with. and, this time, he saw it coming when baekhyun pushed him up against the door of his own room, bruising his lips in a heated kiss. zitao noticed that baekhyun had just taken a shower, seeing how his hair was still half-dry and he was only in his bathrobe.
zitao, baekhyun panted against his ear, you’ve grown into a fine young man.
zitao chuckled, pulling baekhyun closer and nibbling along his slender neck. so have you. this is such a pleasant surprise, ge.
baekhyun only hummed in response, smacking a kiss onto zitao’s jawline before walking backwards toward the bed, fingers linking with zitao’s. have you ever... been with a man before? the way baekhyun asked him, uncertain and shy, was endearing and zitao would have peppered his face with kisses had he got the time, because baekhyun plopped onto the bed, pulling zitao on top of him.
he hovered for a moment, dark eyes taking in the sight before him-baekhyun’s flushed face, baekhyun’s collarbones peeking from beneath his bathrobe, the loose knot around his tapered waist, those milky white thighs-no, came out the answer. no, i haven’t.
the expression on baekhyun’s face turned seductive in a split second, as he tilted his head back to bare more of his enticing neck. then, he began, lifting his hips to rut against zitao, fishing out a moan from him. i'll teach you.
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& i actually have a whole plot for the baektao but idk if i'll ever write it HA..HA..HA... probably never.
& this is totally self-indulgence because i've been craving for exo/baekhyun HAHAH.
& /feels accomplished now that i've finally written every baekhyun pairing.
& special thanks to smilingjund for helping me with the subaek sebaek and xiubaek CRIES THIS IS FOR YOU.
& also for alexishero and kuroiimiyumi as per usual ♥
& i'm sorry if this doesn't make sense; i rarely make sense at all. e___e
& enjoy? ♥