Marry Me Underneath a Blanket of Stars
title: Marry Me Underneath a Blanket of Stars
pairing: Baekhyun/Kyungsoo
rating: PG-13
word count: 725
summary: .
“Fuck.”
They both collapsed against each other, chest slick with sweat and their limbs a jumbled beautiful mess. Baekhyun smiles against his neck, leaving one, two, three little throaty kisses there and that was enough for Kyungsoo to cup Baekhyun’s face and drag him up for a slow languid kiss.
“We should get cleaned up,” Kyungsoo said against his lips, his fingertips grazing Baekhyun’s arm lightly.
“M’not-no-I don’t wanna. Want to stay here with you.” Baekhyun mumbles, curling himself closer to his boyfriend’s side.
“Babe, I’m not waking up with dry come on me,” Kyungsoo starts to sit up, carefully prying Baekhyun away, but Baekhyun whined and begins to drape his arm over Kyungsoo’s chest, weighing him down.
“Don’t, please, I want to lay here for a while.”
“Can’t we cuddle after we’re both clean?” Kyungsoo begins to points out, while reaching over with his index finger to poke Baekhyun cheek. He doesn’t smile.
Baekhyun looks up and pouts.
“-I - I want to - get married.” Baekhyun suddenly blurts out and - fuck, fuck, fuck, what is he even doing right now?
“-wait-what?”
Kyungsoo looks at him with a confused expression, his face goes blank and Baekhyun winces. He feels stupid and not even 0.6 seconds in he’s revaluating his life and wow does he suck.
“I uh, I mean, like, I would want to get married one day you know?”
“Baek-“
“I want to get married. Like, married with you? I want to marry… you?” He inhales slowly and exhales just as fast trying to remain calm.
“Babe-“
“Wait! Let me - let me finish okay? Soo,--Kyungsoo I love you, like a lot apparently.”
“I love you too, you big sap.”
“Yah, Shut up - Jesus, just. I wanna, you know, I want to like-“The invitation is on his tongue- kiss me, marry me underneath a blanket of stars, I want to possibly own a dog with you and two kids in the future? Oh, oh - god.
“I just got thoroughly fucked and now you’re proposing to me? Very romantic Byun, I’ll give you an A+ for the effort.”
“Shut up.” Baekhyun slaps Kyungsoo’s chest playfully and laughs. “But, no, I’m serious.” He dead pans.
“Baby,” Kyungsoo begins to say but then Baekhyun abruptly gets on top of Kyungsoo, pushing him down with the weight of his milky white thighs.
“Let’s get married,” Baekhyun said, intertwining their fingers together. “I mean why not, right?”
There. He said it. It’s out there now. Did he just do that? Oh god. He feels a stinging burn in the back of his throat that just won’t quit and - great. Perfect. He just might spill his guts - literally - all over Kyungsoo if he doesn’t say something.
He doesn’t know how long it’s been but it feels like forever and his stomach begins to feel queasy and he just might get up and run away and forget that Kyungsoo ever existed and -
“Okay, yes-“
Something clicks within Baekhyun once he hears the words coming out from Kyungsoo lips. He never expected a solid answer from him, so of course when he does, well - he starts to freaks out.
“What!” Baekhyun screams, he punches Kyungsoo in the arm but not as hard where it would hurt him. He surprises himself when does and the look on Kyungsoo’s face make him lean back quickly and he begins to apologize just as fast.
“Oh my god - I didn’t mean to hit you I was surprised and - fuck, did you just say yes? As in, I’m-going-to-marry-you -so-hard-kind-of-yes?”
“Yes?” Kyungsoo says, a small smile begins to play among his lips.
His heart is thrumming in his chest when Baekhyun leans down, lips brushing up against each other, teeth clanking, wet and sloppy, hard and quick, desperate and needy.
“So,” Baekhyun says abruptly, pulling away from Kyungsoo while sitting up, still perched on top of him. “How many do you think? I’m thinking like, two, maybe three?”
“What?”
“I’m talking about kids Kyungsoo! How many do you want - Yah, hey!”
Kyungsoo grips Baekhyun waist and turns him over so he’s on top. He leans down and pecks Baekhyun lips.
“Before we even begin to think that far ahead, let’s get cleaned up first okay?”
Baekhyun groans. “Okay.”
In the end Kyungsoo said yes and Baekhyun couldn’t be any happier.
AN: I don't know...what this is? I'm sorry. T-T
pairing: Baekhyun/Kyungsoo
rating: PG-13
word count: 725
summary: .
“Fuck.”
They both collapsed against each other, chest slick with sweat and their limbs a jumbled beautiful mess. Baekhyun smiles against his neck, leaving one, two, three little throaty kisses there and that was enough for Kyungsoo to cup Baekhyun’s face and drag him up for a slow languid kiss.
“We should get cleaned up,” Kyungsoo said against his lips, his fingertips grazing Baekhyun’s arm lightly.
“M’not-no-I don’t wanna. Want to stay here with you.” Baekhyun mumbles, curling himself closer to his boyfriend’s side.
“Babe, I’m not waking up with dry come on me,” Kyungsoo starts to sit up, carefully prying Baekhyun away, but Baekhyun whined and begins to drape his arm over Kyungsoo’s chest, weighing him down.
“Don’t, please, I want to lay here for a while.”
“Can’t we cuddle after we’re both clean?” Kyungsoo begins to points out, while reaching over with his index finger to poke Baekhyun cheek. He doesn’t smile.
Baekhyun looks up and pouts.
“-I - I want to - get married.” Baekhyun suddenly blurts out and - fuck, fuck, fuck, what is he even doing right now?
“-wait-what?”
Kyungsoo looks at him with a confused expression, his face goes blank and Baekhyun winces. He feels stupid and not even 0.6 seconds in he’s revaluating his life and wow does he suck.
“I uh, I mean, like, I would want to get married one day you know?”
“Baek-“
“I want to get married. Like, married with you? I want to marry… you?” He inhales slowly and exhales just as fast trying to remain calm.
“Babe-“
“Wait! Let me - let me finish okay? Soo,--Kyungsoo I love you, like a lot apparently.”
“I love you too, you big sap.”
“Yah, Shut up - Jesus, just. I wanna, you know, I want to like-“The invitation is on his tongue- kiss me, marry me underneath a blanket of stars, I want to possibly own a dog with you and two kids in the future? Oh, oh - god.
“I just got thoroughly fucked and now you’re proposing to me? Very romantic Byun, I’ll give you an A+ for the effort.”
“Shut up.” Baekhyun slaps Kyungsoo’s chest playfully and laughs. “But, no, I’m serious.” He dead pans.
“Baby,” Kyungsoo begins to say but then Baekhyun abruptly gets on top of Kyungsoo, pushing him down with the weight of his milky white thighs.
“Let’s get married,” Baekhyun said, intertwining their fingers together. “I mean why not, right?”
There. He said it. It’s out there now. Did he just do that? Oh god. He feels a stinging burn in the back of his throat that just won’t quit and - great. Perfect. He just might spill his guts - literally - all over Kyungsoo if he doesn’t say something.
He doesn’t know how long it’s been but it feels like forever and his stomach begins to feel queasy and he just might get up and run away and forget that Kyungsoo ever existed and -
“Okay, yes-“
Something clicks within Baekhyun once he hears the words coming out from Kyungsoo lips. He never expected a solid answer from him, so of course when he does, well - he starts to freaks out.
“What!” Baekhyun screams, he punches Kyungsoo in the arm but not as hard where it would hurt him. He surprises himself when does and the look on Kyungsoo’s face make him lean back quickly and he begins to apologize just as fast.
“Oh my god - I didn’t mean to hit you I was surprised and - fuck, did you just say yes? As in, I’m-going-to-marry-you -so-hard-kind-of-yes?”
“Yes?” Kyungsoo says, a small smile begins to play among his lips.
His heart is thrumming in his chest when Baekhyun leans down, lips brushing up against each other, teeth clanking, wet and sloppy, hard and quick, desperate and needy.
“So,” Baekhyun says abruptly, pulling away from Kyungsoo while sitting up, still perched on top of him. “How many do you think? I’m thinking like, two, maybe three?”
“What?”
“I’m talking about kids Kyungsoo! How many do you want - Yah, hey!”
Kyungsoo grips Baekhyun waist and turns him over so he’s on top. He leans down and pecks Baekhyun lips.
“Before we even begin to think that far ahead, let’s get cleaned up first okay?”
Baekhyun groans. “Okay.”
In the end Kyungsoo said yes and Baekhyun couldn’t be any happier.
AN: I don't know...what this is? I'm sorry. T-T