[Epilogue/Drabble] Of Grocery Stores and Anniversaries
Title: Of Grocery Stores and Anniversaries.
Paring: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1800~
Summary: It's been one month since they made things official, and Chanyeol has his own way of celebrating.
Follow-up/Epilogue Drabble to Night Stands
It had been one month since they’d made things official in the dimly lit parking lot of SM (and in Chanyeol’s equally dimly lit apartment later that evening). On the whole, the month hadn't passed much differently than the times they spent together before Baekhyun's confession. They still followed the routine of eating and screwing, only now they reffered to those dinners as 'dates' and the sex felt less like a lust-filled race to a finish line and more like a genuine act of passion. Baekhyun still vented about work and Chanyeol still carded his fingers through his hair before distracting Baekhyun with his lips.
If anything, the first month of 'being official' had confirmed Jongdae's insistances that the pair had been dating all along -- although Baekhyun would never admit that to Jongdae's face.
Baekhyun wasn’t really one for anniversary celebrations, especially for something as seemingly inconsequential as the first month, but Chanyeol seemed overly excited about the prospect of being able to do something for the petite lawyer -- and to finally be able to acknowledge that they were official. It didn’t help that Chanyeol had guilted him into celebrating their big ‘one month’ by bringing up how Baekhyun had all but strung him along as a sex-buddy for three months prior to confessing.
Chanyeol also promised he wouldn’t go for anything too over the top, just an outing and dinner - or “something simple and sweet,” in his own words.
That’s why when Baekhyun found himself standing outside of the local grocery store, hand in hand with his boyfriend of one month, he raised his eyebrows in suspicion.
“We’re celebrating our one month anniversary at Hanaro Mart?” He asked skeptically.
“Something like that,” Chanyeol responded with a silly grin, squeezing Baekhyun’s hand reassuringly.
“You couldn’t have told me that before I got all dressed up?” Baekhyun shot back before gesturing towards his suit jacket and collared shirt that was neatly tucked into his pants.
“Nope.” Chanyeol smiled again, “I like seeing you all dressed up. I’m oddly turned on by how intimidating you look in a suit.”
Baekhyun couldn’t help but chuckle at the comment, making a mental note of Chanyeol’s particular preferences before he was gently tugged through the automatic doors.
Chanyeol made quick work of steering through the middle aged women and securing a cart. Baekhyun stared incredulously at the buggy, waiting for further instruction.
“Go wild,” was all Chanyeol said before passing the cart off to Baekhyun, who continued to look back and forth between the cart and Chanyeol, confusion marring his features.
Sensing that Baekhyun was going to need a little more direction, Chanyeol took a deep breath before explaining, “You always complain about the lack of ‘proper food’ in my apartment, and since you spend even more time at my place now, I thought it would be a good idea to let you stock the fridge. Plus,” he added as an afterthought, “our first real fight was over arugula and bagels so…” Chanyeol then drifted off, embarrassed by his own sentimentality.
When everything clicked for Baekhyun, he smiled widely and reached for Chanyeol’s hand. “That’s actually kind of sweet,” he reassured before smiling more wickedly, “So you’re saying I can choose whatever I want?”
Chanyeol tucked his upper lip and nodded.
“… and you’re fronting the bill?” Baekhyun quickly clarified.
Chanyeol nodded again.
One of the things Baekhyun appreciated most about Chanyeol was his incredible memory of the little things that made Baekhyun happy. The idea that Chanyeol had planned something as small as grocery shopping for their anniversary touched him. Chanyeol, like Baekhyun, didn’t see the need for exuberant displays of affection. Instead, he showed Baekhyun he cared by letting Baekhyun indulge his inner control freak and grocery snob.
Baekhyun’s original hesitancy was almost instantly replaced by pure glee as he began to steer the grocery cart towards the produce section, Chanyeol following close behind. Baekhyun was like a kid in a candy store, and was more than willing to show off his grocery knowledge.
Baekhyun made a point of identifying the various produce items to an amused Chanyeol as he haphazardly tossed them into the cart. He was pretty sure Chanyeol stopped keeping track after the fourth variety of mushrooms, but that didn’t stop the guitarist from smiling and nodding along anyway.
While vegetable varieties may have been slightly over his head, Chanyeol managed to entertain himself by seeking out the most phallic produce items and whispering dirty innuendos in Baekhyun’s ear -- along with pantomiming several very crude gestures when he was sure no one besides Baekhyun was looking.
“Freud would probably have a field day with you and your over-zealous interest in all these penis shaped vegetables,” Chanyeol mumbled under his breath after Baekhyun threw yet another humorously shaped squash variety into the cart before continuing on towards the cucumbers.
“These are really nice,” Baekhyun said, pointedly ignoring Chanyeol’s observation as he tried to select the best cucumber to purchase, “maybe I’ll teach you how to make kimbap someday.”
“I’ve already got a nice big cucumber back at my place for you,” Chanyeol teased a little too loudly, earning the couple a judgmental stare from an ahjumma who happened to be within hearing range.
Mortified, Baekhyun bowed in apology before turning smacking Chanyeol in the chest with a cucumber.
“Watch it, or that will be the only cucumber you celebrate our anniversary with,” Baekhyun said sternly, wagging the cucumber in his hand in Chanyeol’s face for emphasis. (Though his lips betrayed him by curving upwards halfway through the sentence.)
Chanyeol exaggeratedly shook his head in understanding, pursing his lips in a slight pout.
“Oh! How is Snuggles on food?” Baekhyun asked as they passed by the pet care aisle.
“Well, he certainly hasn’t taken well to his new kitty diet and I may or may not have given in and fed him a few extra cans this week...” Chanyeol admitted sheepishly.
Needing no further explanation, Baekhyun steered the cart down the aisle, grabbing several cans of Snuggles favorite flavors and adding them to the cart.
The shopping continued, with Baekhyun making sure to supply Chanyeol with a balanced selection of healthy foods and snack foods for his late night study sessions. Baekhyun also made sure to buy a variety of bagels, and even managed to coerce Chanyeol into trying out new flavors of cream cheese -- though Chanyeol remained very skeptical as to why anyone would want strawberry flavor anywhere near their bagel.
Seeing Chanyeol’s growing discomfort at the amount of mysterious foods the shopping cart had collected, Baekhyun decided to throw the guy a bone and add a few items he knew would make Chanyeol happy.
“One final thing,” Baekhyun added as he stopped in front of the ramen selection, reaching towards the top shelf and grabbing a five pack of his favorite brand.
“I believe you once said, and I quote, ‘no man should survive on ramen,’’” Chanyeol commented from behind Baekhyun.
“Well obviously that’s still true,” Baekhyun countered, “but this is Shin Ramyeon Black and it is definitely a step up from whatever off-brand you currently keep in your cabinet.”
“If you say so,” Chanyeol conceded, gesturing for Baekhyun to place the package in the cart. Baekhyun then decided that he may never get Chanyeol to eat completely healthy, but he could at least up his ramen game a couple notches.
True to his word, Chanyeol paid for all the groceries at check out, smiling at Baekhyun as he handed his card over to the cashier; mouthing a ‘happy anniversary’ to Baekhyun, who responded by rolling his eyes.
“So, what do you think about your anniversary present?” Chanyeol asked as they hoisted the grocery bags out of the cart before beginning their walk back to Chanyeol’s apartment.
“I love it,” Baekhyun responded quickly, halting his actions for a minute to look Chanyeol in the eye.
“I’m glad,” Chanyeol said, a proud smile overtaking his face. It was Baekhyun’s favorite smile - the one where his right eye twitched and he looked more like a serial killer than a rock God. When Chanyeol looked so endearingly ridiculous, Baekhyun found it hard not to reciprocate with his own equally giddy smile. It was in that moment that the thoughts Baekhyun had been tossing around in his head for a month were finally ready to be verbalized.
“That’s not the only thing I love,” Baekhyun added after a moment.
“If you’re gonna say you love my 'cucumber,' I already know that and you don’t have to suck up to me to get laid tonight. That’s already written into my anniversary schedule,” Chanyeol quipped, turning his attention back to the grocery bags.
“Actually, Mr. Cocky-pants,” Baekhyun said, shaking his head and laughing before directing his attention back to Chanyeol, and nervously shifting his weight on his feet, “What I was going to say before I was ever-so-rudely interrupted was… I also love you.”
Chanyeol was caught off guard for only a millisecond before his set down the bags he had draped on his forearm and beamed down at Baekhyun.
“Well that’s quite the anniversary present,” Chanyeol said gently, moving to trace his fingers along Baekhyun’s jaw -- a gesture Baekhyun had learned the guitarist was quite fond of.
“You’re supposed to say it back now,” Baekhyun prompted after a few moments of silence, half teasing half clenching his teeth in anxious frustration.
Chanyeol gave a hearty laugh before leaning in and placing his forehead against Baekhyun’s.
“I love you too,” Chanyeol reassured, “Even if you have a slightly concerning obsession with phallic produce.”
Before Baekhyun could give a snarky reply, Chanyeol’s lips were on his, effectively wiping his thoughts of any sassy remark.
“Do you have a thing for confessing to me in parking lots?” Chanyeol mused once their lips separated.
Baekhyun laughed before taking both of Chanyeol’s hands in his own. “Thank you for this,” he said sweetly, “it was an oddly perfect way to celebrate.” Looking at Chanyeol in that moment, Baekhyun was overcome with joy. Half of him was patting himself on the back for finally acknowledging how important Chanyeol was to him a month ago, while the other half was in awe of Chanyeol for being so patient with him.
He really had lucked out.
“The night’s not over yet, Baekhyun," Chanyeol winked, effectively pulling Baekhyun's thoughts back to the present, "We still have to cook half of this food... before we get to the main event.”
With that, the couple began to quietly make their way back towards Chanyeol’s apartment.
“Maybe for our six month’s I’ll let you buy me a spice cabinet and make your grandmother proud,” Chanyeol said lightly as they turned out of the parking lot.
While Baekhyun was touched by Chanyeol’s sharp memory, he had something else in mind for six months that involved the couple sharing a spice cabinet… and perhaps an entire apartment.
A/N
Sometimes, you get pushed around by ahjummas in Hanaro mart and drabble ideas come to you. since it's been about a month since i posted the fic, it seemed appropriate to post this little drabble thingy.
Thinking about it now, this is literally 1,800 words of Baekyeol grocery shopping. I’m so sorry.
I know I promised the other fic… and I seriously am still working on it but I was hit with major writer’s block and am only just now recovering. On top of that I was sent off to job training for nine days without a computer. I’ll finish it up soon.
Until then, hope you enjoyed. ^^
Paring: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1800~
Summary: It's been one month since they made things official, and Chanyeol has his own way of celebrating.
Follow-up/Epilogue Drabble to Night Stands
It had been one month since they’d made things official in the dimly lit parking lot of SM (and in Chanyeol’s equally dimly lit apartment later that evening). On the whole, the month hadn't passed much differently than the times they spent together before Baekhyun's confession. They still followed the routine of eating and screwing, only now they reffered to those dinners as 'dates' and the sex felt less like a lust-filled race to a finish line and more like a genuine act of passion. Baekhyun still vented about work and Chanyeol still carded his fingers through his hair before distracting Baekhyun with his lips.
If anything, the first month of 'being official' had confirmed Jongdae's insistances that the pair had been dating all along -- although Baekhyun would never admit that to Jongdae's face.
Baekhyun wasn’t really one for anniversary celebrations, especially for something as seemingly inconsequential as the first month, but Chanyeol seemed overly excited about the prospect of being able to do something for the petite lawyer -- and to finally be able to acknowledge that they were official. It didn’t help that Chanyeol had guilted him into celebrating their big ‘one month’ by bringing up how Baekhyun had all but strung him along as a sex-buddy for three months prior to confessing.
Chanyeol also promised he wouldn’t go for anything too over the top, just an outing and dinner - or “something simple and sweet,” in his own words.
That’s why when Baekhyun found himself standing outside of the local grocery store, hand in hand with his boyfriend of one month, he raised his eyebrows in suspicion.
“We’re celebrating our one month anniversary at Hanaro Mart?” He asked skeptically.
“Something like that,” Chanyeol responded with a silly grin, squeezing Baekhyun’s hand reassuringly.
“You couldn’t have told me that before I got all dressed up?” Baekhyun shot back before gesturing towards his suit jacket and collared shirt that was neatly tucked into his pants.
“Nope.” Chanyeol smiled again, “I like seeing you all dressed up. I’m oddly turned on by how intimidating you look in a suit.”
Baekhyun couldn’t help but chuckle at the comment, making a mental note of Chanyeol’s particular preferences before he was gently tugged through the automatic doors.
Chanyeol made quick work of steering through the middle aged women and securing a cart. Baekhyun stared incredulously at the buggy, waiting for further instruction.
“Go wild,” was all Chanyeol said before passing the cart off to Baekhyun, who continued to look back and forth between the cart and Chanyeol, confusion marring his features.
Sensing that Baekhyun was going to need a little more direction, Chanyeol took a deep breath before explaining, “You always complain about the lack of ‘proper food’ in my apartment, and since you spend even more time at my place now, I thought it would be a good idea to let you stock the fridge. Plus,” he added as an afterthought, “our first real fight was over arugula and bagels so…” Chanyeol then drifted off, embarrassed by his own sentimentality.
When everything clicked for Baekhyun, he smiled widely and reached for Chanyeol’s hand. “That’s actually kind of sweet,” he reassured before smiling more wickedly, “So you’re saying I can choose whatever I want?”
Chanyeol tucked his upper lip and nodded.
“… and you’re fronting the bill?” Baekhyun quickly clarified.
Chanyeol nodded again.
One of the things Baekhyun appreciated most about Chanyeol was his incredible memory of the little things that made Baekhyun happy. The idea that Chanyeol had planned something as small as grocery shopping for their anniversary touched him. Chanyeol, like Baekhyun, didn’t see the need for exuberant displays of affection. Instead, he showed Baekhyun he cared by letting Baekhyun indulge his inner control freak and grocery snob.
Baekhyun’s original hesitancy was almost instantly replaced by pure glee as he began to steer the grocery cart towards the produce section, Chanyeol following close behind. Baekhyun was like a kid in a candy store, and was more than willing to show off his grocery knowledge.
Baekhyun made a point of identifying the various produce items to an amused Chanyeol as he haphazardly tossed them into the cart. He was pretty sure Chanyeol stopped keeping track after the fourth variety of mushrooms, but that didn’t stop the guitarist from smiling and nodding along anyway.
While vegetable varieties may have been slightly over his head, Chanyeol managed to entertain himself by seeking out the most phallic produce items and whispering dirty innuendos in Baekhyun’s ear -- along with pantomiming several very crude gestures when he was sure no one besides Baekhyun was looking.
“Freud would probably have a field day with you and your over-zealous interest in all these penis shaped vegetables,” Chanyeol mumbled under his breath after Baekhyun threw yet another humorously shaped squash variety into the cart before continuing on towards the cucumbers.
“These are really nice,” Baekhyun said, pointedly ignoring Chanyeol’s observation as he tried to select the best cucumber to purchase, “maybe I’ll teach you how to make kimbap someday.”
“I’ve already got a nice big cucumber back at my place for you,” Chanyeol teased a little too loudly, earning the couple a judgmental stare from an ahjumma who happened to be within hearing range.
Mortified, Baekhyun bowed in apology before turning smacking Chanyeol in the chest with a cucumber.
“Watch it, or that will be the only cucumber you celebrate our anniversary with,” Baekhyun said sternly, wagging the cucumber in his hand in Chanyeol’s face for emphasis. (Though his lips betrayed him by curving upwards halfway through the sentence.)
Chanyeol exaggeratedly shook his head in understanding, pursing his lips in a slight pout.
“Oh! How is Snuggles on food?” Baekhyun asked as they passed by the pet care aisle.
“Well, he certainly hasn’t taken well to his new kitty diet and I may or may not have given in and fed him a few extra cans this week...” Chanyeol admitted sheepishly.
Needing no further explanation, Baekhyun steered the cart down the aisle, grabbing several cans of Snuggles favorite flavors and adding them to the cart.
The shopping continued, with Baekhyun making sure to supply Chanyeol with a balanced selection of healthy foods and snack foods for his late night study sessions. Baekhyun also made sure to buy a variety of bagels, and even managed to coerce Chanyeol into trying out new flavors of cream cheese -- though Chanyeol remained very skeptical as to why anyone would want strawberry flavor anywhere near their bagel.
Seeing Chanyeol’s growing discomfort at the amount of mysterious foods the shopping cart had collected, Baekhyun decided to throw the guy a bone and add a few items he knew would make Chanyeol happy.
“One final thing,” Baekhyun added as he stopped in front of the ramen selection, reaching towards the top shelf and grabbing a five pack of his favorite brand.
“I believe you once said, and I quote, ‘no man should survive on ramen,’’” Chanyeol commented from behind Baekhyun.
“Well obviously that’s still true,” Baekhyun countered, “but this is Shin Ramyeon Black and it is definitely a step up from whatever off-brand you currently keep in your cabinet.”
“If you say so,” Chanyeol conceded, gesturing for Baekhyun to place the package in the cart. Baekhyun then decided that he may never get Chanyeol to eat completely healthy, but he could at least up his ramen game a couple notches.
True to his word, Chanyeol paid for all the groceries at check out, smiling at Baekhyun as he handed his card over to the cashier; mouthing a ‘happy anniversary’ to Baekhyun, who responded by rolling his eyes.
“So, what do you think about your anniversary present?” Chanyeol asked as they hoisted the grocery bags out of the cart before beginning their walk back to Chanyeol’s apartment.
“I love it,” Baekhyun responded quickly, halting his actions for a minute to look Chanyeol in the eye.
“I’m glad,” Chanyeol said, a proud smile overtaking his face. It was Baekhyun’s favorite smile - the one where his right eye twitched and he looked more like a serial killer than a rock God. When Chanyeol looked so endearingly ridiculous, Baekhyun found it hard not to reciprocate with his own equally giddy smile. It was in that moment that the thoughts Baekhyun had been tossing around in his head for a month were finally ready to be verbalized.
“That’s not the only thing I love,” Baekhyun added after a moment.
“If you’re gonna say you love my 'cucumber,' I already know that and you don’t have to suck up to me to get laid tonight. That’s already written into my anniversary schedule,” Chanyeol quipped, turning his attention back to the grocery bags.
“Actually, Mr. Cocky-pants,” Baekhyun said, shaking his head and laughing before directing his attention back to Chanyeol, and nervously shifting his weight on his feet, “What I was going to say before I was ever-so-rudely interrupted was… I also love you.”
Chanyeol was caught off guard for only a millisecond before his set down the bags he had draped on his forearm and beamed down at Baekhyun.
“Well that’s quite the anniversary present,” Chanyeol said gently, moving to trace his fingers along Baekhyun’s jaw -- a gesture Baekhyun had learned the guitarist was quite fond of.
“You’re supposed to say it back now,” Baekhyun prompted after a few moments of silence, half teasing half clenching his teeth in anxious frustration.
Chanyeol gave a hearty laugh before leaning in and placing his forehead against Baekhyun’s.
“I love you too,” Chanyeol reassured, “Even if you have a slightly concerning obsession with phallic produce.”
Before Baekhyun could give a snarky reply, Chanyeol’s lips were on his, effectively wiping his thoughts of any sassy remark.
“Do you have a thing for confessing to me in parking lots?” Chanyeol mused once their lips separated.
Baekhyun laughed before taking both of Chanyeol’s hands in his own. “Thank you for this,” he said sweetly, “it was an oddly perfect way to celebrate.” Looking at Chanyeol in that moment, Baekhyun was overcome with joy. Half of him was patting himself on the back for finally acknowledging how important Chanyeol was to him a month ago, while the other half was in awe of Chanyeol for being so patient with him.
He really had lucked out.
“The night’s not over yet, Baekhyun," Chanyeol winked, effectively pulling Baekhyun's thoughts back to the present, "We still have to cook half of this food... before we get to the main event.”
With that, the couple began to quietly make their way back towards Chanyeol’s apartment.
“Maybe for our six month’s I’ll let you buy me a spice cabinet and make your grandmother proud,” Chanyeol said lightly as they turned out of the parking lot.
While Baekhyun was touched by Chanyeol’s sharp memory, he had something else in mind for six months that involved the couple sharing a spice cabinet… and perhaps an entire apartment.
A/N
Sometimes, you get pushed around by ahjummas in Hanaro mart and drabble ideas come to you. since it's been about a month since i posted the fic, it seemed appropriate to post this little drabble thingy.
Thinking about it now, this is literally 1,800 words of Baekyeol grocery shopping. I’m so sorry.
I know I promised the other fic… and I seriously am still working on it but I was hit with major writer’s block and am only just now recovering. On top of that I was sent off to job training for nine days without a computer. I’ll finish it up soon.
Until then, hope you enjoyed. ^^