Boy Next Door (m) Ch.4 (fin) | BBH
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut
Warnings: Baek being the neighbor weâre all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), some altercations, a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex
Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 3.7k (pt.4)
Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be⊠a perfect match?
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Chapter Masterlist: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)
Authorâs note: Yesss, the time has come for the final part of the series to drop~ This is more on the fluffy side tbh, but I hope you find it to be a pleasant ending to this mini-series. As usual, please don't be shy to leave feedback in any way you prefer, I track all of your replies/ reblogs/ asks â€ïž And thank you for giving so much love to my stories, I do appreciate that a lot!!
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âI canât believe you didnât tell me earlier!!â
Yuki was over for girlâs night, and this time, she wasnât the only one gushing about her prosperous sex life.
âI was waiting for test results.â
âHuh? Test results?â
You realized that youâd just spilled all the beans you didnât intend to spill.
âUh- we didnât exactly- you know?â
âWhat?â She asked suspiciously, probably not even imagining that you could get so careless.
âWellâŠâ You swirled your hand around abstractly.
âI donât know what that means- Wait. No, you didnât!?â Judging by her lit-up eyes, she guessed right. âYou little hoe!!â
âLook whoâs talking.â
âYes, Iâm talking. And I want to know everything. Starting with the result of that test, actually. You stupid hoe.â
Sighing, you rolled your eyes.
âItâs negative. Thankfully⊠But it was really stupid of me, I know.â
âWell, did he at least pull out on time? Itâs not a safe option, but the timing is somewhat importantâŠâ
âHe did. Although he said, heâs never had sex without condoms.â
âDamn. I should change what I said to âyou lucky hoeâ! I hope you took that test properly.â
You nodded. That was the first time you had to march into a pharmacy to get pregnancy tests. And you had no clue about how to choose out of the dozens of available options. The only reason you were able to ask for help was that you wore a mask â to save you some face, literally.
But that landed you with a few options and some instructions to follow. You had also gotten your period after your two-day sexcapade with Baekhyun, so you were pretty sure you were lucky this time. But you were still concerned with the long-term options. Something youâd left for the future discussion with your physician.
There were other things on your mind right now.
âActually, thereâs something else thatâs been bothering me.â You mentioned reluctantly. âWe havenât⊠made it official. I mean- he hasnât asked me yet. Is that⊠indicative of anything?â
The thought was bugging you daily.
The words âWould you be my girlfriend?â or anything of the sort, had never left your neighborâs mouth. And you were the one who shamelessly got drunk, ended up in his bed, made him sleep in it with you, and then⊠Werenât you so very eager to jump into having sex with him?
Not to mention that youâd stayed at his place for two whole days, Sunday being filled by more domestic delights, and⊠Even more sex. It seemed like Baekhyun was focused on you and completely insatiable. You couldnât remember doing it more than once or twice a day, so you were stunned as you realized you had gone four times. His stamina was surprisingly remarkable.
It was a relief that you had to eventually leave his apartment, for you had to work on Monday. As you ran a bath at your place, you realized how sore and exhausted you were. The fact that just a couple days prior, you got shitfaced was probably a contributing factor, but also, the amount of physical activity was very unusual for your body. Though this was a great type of exhaustion, and you had the deepest sleep that night.
But now, almost two weeks later, you were pretty anxious about how your relationship was progressing. Relaying all of the basics to your friend and asking for her opinion was supposed to make you feel better; however, she shared your concerns.
âThis is weird. So, he had time to sex you up multiple times but not ask you a simple question?â She frowned. âYou know how it is here, Y/N⊠Youâre not official until you say the words.â
You knew. And that wasnât even the only cause for your uncertainty.
âItâs not only that, but⊠We havenât really hung out since.â You mumbled, expecting a big reaction from your friend.
âWhat?! Is the bastard ghosting you??â She rose from her seat, looking ready to burst into his apartment and give him a piece of her mind.
âNo, he um- he had to go to some distant town for a work assignment. He told me that there might not be any internet connection since they would be on some military base or something like that. He said it would last a bit over a week, and then heâll visit his family for a few days and get in touch with me from there.â
âSo, has he?â
âSo far⊠No.â You admitted.
Yuki huffed, her eyebrows knitting together angrily.
âYah. That seems fishy as hell. Why wouldnât he at least send you a text? Who disappears after having someone over for the entire weekend of fucking??â
âWe werenât doing it the entire weekendâŠâ You mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up again.
âCome on! He didnât ask you to be his girlfriend, disappeared on a âmissionâ that sounds unrealistic, and hasnât gotten back to you for almost two weeks? Wow, was I wrong about him.â
You scratched your temple, exhaling hopelessly. She just voiced everything that you thought to yourself. You kept giving him the benefit of the doubt in your head, but she was right. It was too odd for someone to vanish into thin air like this right after what had happened between the two of you. This was the hard truth, and it hit your softest, most vulnerable spot. Your heart.
âI guess so,â you muttered, voice a bit scratchy with the inevitable tears you held back. âWhat do I even do now, Yu? I like him a lot, which is precisely why I didnât want to start anythingâŠâ
âFirst of all, stop crying. If he decided to do this on purpose, he is a dickhead. And doesnât even deserve to call you his girlfriend.â
She reached out her hands to wipe the stray tears off your cheeks.
âSecond⊠You need to grow some balls, Y/N. Donât let people take you for granted or make you feel less than you are!â She said in a serious tone. âIâve told you this before: you shouldnât retreat to your shell when someone attacks. Youâre strong, beautiful, and an amazing person, capable of giving them hell if you need to!â
Snorting at Yukiâs passionate speech straight out of some girl power drama, you shook your head.
âYes, you are! Stop feeling sorry. If someone hurts you â donât let them. I donât mean Baekhyun exclusively. You know youâve been in various situations lately where defending yourself was vital. Stop being a good, cautious girl who gets into her own head before saying anything. Act the way you want, and if someone is offended â itâs their problem. Iâve seen you speak your mind before, and it was damn powerful. Thatâs why itâs time that you do it for you.â
It wasnât hard to guess what she was referring to. Youâd been keen on staying collected on the outside and hid your emotions fairly well. Youâd never let your struggles show, even when you were going through a difficult time at your previous job. You preferred crying in the restroom during lunch break to letting anyone know. You didnât want to deal with that. Sad or angry, you processed every thought before opening your mouth and saying something, just because you knew how hot-tempered you could become if you didnât keep your tongue in check.
However, you did let it slip sometimes, mostly when someone hurt the people you love, as opposed to you. A couple years ago, you had to pick Yuki up from a random party she was stuck at, and there was a guy who made unwanted moves on her. As you arrived at the scene, you had to search the entire house for her until you walked into the kitchen, where the bloke was trying to kiss her while she was shoving him away. You vaguely recalled what you did⊠grabbing his shoulder to turn him around, kneeing him in the balls without hesitation. Yuki later shared that she sobered up as she heard you swearing excessively at him. You told him everything on your mind, and he was scared to talk back. Apparently, you looked like a force of nature back then.
And although this wasnât the first time youâd done something like this, it was mostly reserved for someone else. But now that you were contemplating your life⊠You found that you mightâve been missing the point all along.
âActually⊠You have a point, Yu.â
Your best friend blinked, surprised by your response. Sheâd been trying to get through to you many times before, and now you finally listened?
âWhy should I always be the one to swallow my pride or feel uncomfortable? Iâve always been a good girl, and where did it get me?â You wiped your face dry. âIâm not gonna do a one-eighty and become a crazy bitch now, but itâs time to let go. I wonât try to reach him or wait for him at the door. If he was one of the bastards who thought I was too boring to have a relationship with, well⊠Fuck him then. Iâm done with feeling bad about myself.â
âYay! Thatâs what Iâm saying. You go, girl!â
âIâm sure Iâll get over him in no time. Yes, weâre neighbors; itâs gonna be awkward. But why should I be the one worried about it? Iâll be sure to let him know I donât give a shit about him and his stunts if I ever see him again.â
âThatâs the spirit, Y/N-ah! Gosh, this calls for a celebration. Whereâs the champagne I brought last time?â
âI hoped youâd ask. In the fridge.â You chuckled.
âComing right up,â she winked, already headed to the cupboard to get the glasses.
***
Friday rolled in, having you overcome the struggles of getting work done while having your head elsewhere. Your office hours were so long and miserable that you were dead set on doing your house chores and then going straight to bed tonight. Just to sleep in tomorrow, wake up completely free for the day, and order from your favorite restaurant and chill. If anyone deserved a feast, it was definitely you! Rewarding yourself for getting through the week and spending five minutes not thinking about your personal life was a great achievement in your book. Maybe not great, but a triumph.
Walking up to the entrance, you saw a tall figure there.
It didnât seem familiar until you were a ten-second walk away. Then you realized â it was that woman. That one who broke into Baekhyunâs apartment while you were there. And the one who called him up about having dinner together at his place.
Your first instinct was to turn around and sneak through another entry point. You hated confrontation, especially in case you didnât initiate it. At this time, all you wanted was a quiet evening, and it was about to be ruined.
Your pride, however, didnât allow you to back down. Suddenly, your conversation with Yuki replayed in your mind. She was right; you shouldnât let anyone treat you that way or make you feel any less. And if you had to withstand a pointless attack, you could simply fire back. With that in mind, you reached the gate.
âYou!â The voice made you sigh and brace yourself before turning around. âIt is you! Iâve seen you before.â
âCongrats,â you shrugged, ready to walk away.
She grabbed your forearm.
âAre you going to Baekhyun again?â
âI find it unlikely that my destination is any of your business. Let go of me.â
She gritted her teeth, squeezing your arm painfully.
âListen, whore. Iâve been working on him for months, and as soon as Iâve made progress, you swing by and think youâre-â
âNo, you listen, bitch.â You ripped out of her grasp, completely fed up with this. âI donât care if you think youâre entitled to have him. But let me tell you this. I live on the thirteenth floor, so if I see you there again, Iâm calling the police. Stop creeping around my house and get a life.â
âYou-â
âIs everything alright?â You turned to the security, who most likely caught your exchange in front of the gates on CC TV and decided to come check it out.
âYes,â you nodded, pressing your code in and pushing through the entrance. âThis person is blacklisted on our building, check under Byun Baekhyun. And please make sure she doesnât sneak in and cause more trouble.â
âOf course.â The guard made sure the door was appropriately locked after you.
The woman, whose name you still didnât know, shouted profanities at your back as you walked away.
You hated confrontation, but this felt good.
Later this evening, you gladly told your best friend about it.
âDamn, you shouldâve called me as soon as you got home! This is so cool,â she yelled as you relayed the story.
âI wanted to clean up first. You know we talk for hours⊠I'm glad I did; Iâm sure Iâd have zero energy if I had to do it now. Iâm already in bed and so sleepy.â
As if to emphasize your point, you let out a loud yawn.
âHow graceful. I am in bed too, but I wish I could see her face when you⊠Is there a way to get my hands on the security footage?? Iâd flirt with your guards just to have a chance to see that!â
You heard someone grumble in the background.
âIâm sure youâd love to see that footage just as much as me, Seokie,â she teased.
âEw, donât tell me youâre in bed with Hoseok right now!â
âWhat if I am? Jealous?â She asked, and you rolled your eyes.
âSure. I hate you lovebirds.â
âHeâs been eavesdropping on your story about that bitch you put in her place, and he looks impressed.â
âYou go, Y/N-ah!â You heard Hoseok shout.
âThanks,â you giggled, feeling at ease. âThatâs at least one source of frustration off my shoulders.â
âAw, youâre still upset about that bastard going MIA on you?â
âIâm trying not to think about it. But⊠Baekhyunâs either been offline everywhere or has blocked me. I just keep thinking⊠If itâs the former, what if something happened?ââ
âOh ,Y/N. I hate that youâre this kind. Next time you see him, tell him off just like his stalker.â
âI guess,â you agreed weakly. âAnyways, tomorrow is a new day, and I have great plans, so I need to sleep now.â
âBy great plans you mean ordering food and wearing pajamas all day?â
âYou know me so well! Donât bother coming over, Iâm not gonna share. Itâs a me-day.â
âUgh, what a hoe.â
âIâm hanging up.â
You put your phone away, giggling at her goodbye growl. She always knew when to tease you to make you relax, and it was one of the reasons you considered her a great friend.
She was always there to back you up and listen to your whining, if needed. At least when you went back to being alone again, you werenât completely alone.
***
You danced eagerly to the door, ready to pick up your order. It was afternoon, and you were hungrier than a wolf. The delivery guy had just sent you a picture of your package, so you were to simply get it at your doorstep. Which was how you preferred it â living alone as a woman could be slightly creepy, so all contacts with strangers were to be avoided. Your apartment building had great security, but⊠better safe than sorry.
Thinking all that, you opened the door without checking if the coast was clear. Since you were already crouched to get the package off the floor, you instantly saw a pair of legs in front of you. Male legs. Someone was standing right outside of your door.
You quickly glanced up, meeting the chocolate eyes.
And then grabbed the doorknob, trying to shut the door. But a swift foot in the doorway prevented you from doing so.
âWhoa, wait a second, Y/N-ah!â
You still wouldnât budge, so Baekhyun continued.
âI know what it mustâve looked like, but let me explain. Please, Y/N. I know I fucked up.â
He tried stealing a glance at your face through the crack on the door, but you turned away.
âWhy should I listen to a single word you say?â
âDonât you want to know what really happened?â
Trying to make up your mind, you looked down at the package in your other hand.
âIâll need five minutes tops to set the table.â You announced, letting go of the doorknob and allowing him to follow you inside. âBe done till then, I donât wanna spoil my healthy appetite.â
You said that while walking towards the kitchen to get your food out. Baekhyun put something suspicious on the floor and stepped into the kitchen silently.
Expecting him to start the explanation, you huffed.
âYour time is going to be up before you know it!â
âIâm sorry.â He said, voice heavy with guilt. âIâm sorry if I made you upset. I know we agreed that Iâd stay in touch, and I didnât. But I promise you I didnât disappear on purpose.â
You began taking out containers of food from your delivery.
âMy phone was handed in the entire assignment because that base wouldnât allow any devices inside but our pre-approved laptops. I was planning to text you as soon as I arrived at my family home because when I received my phone back it was dead.â
Listening to him talk, you avoided looking his way. You wanted to process his words without any additional⊠distractions. It was time to be rational; meeting his warm, guilty gaze again would cost you half of your battle spirit.
âI left it to charge as soon as I got home, butâŠâ
He made a big, almost theatrical pause.
âBut?â You nudged, wishing to know the truth.
âI donât know how to say this⊠Uh- Siwoo wanted to take a picture of something outside just to be playful and accidentally dropped it out the window.â
It was your turn to pause. Was he kidding you with that story?? You couldnât believe he was trying to blame all of this on a child.
Your thoughts mustâve displayed clearly on your face, so he fished his phone out of his back pocket.
It was brand new. It was evident that the model was upgraded, and the color was different, too.
âI restored the photos from the cloud, I can show you the picture he tooââ
The shiny new device was proof enough for you, and you werenât willing to have him provide you with further evidence of his innocence. Nevertheless, you wanted to make sure he was genuine in his apology.
âWhy couldnât you at least call our building and ask them to give me a message?â
He stood there, stupefied, for what seemed like an eternity before his expression turned into a sheepish grin.
âI couldâve⊠done that?â He mumbled, scratching the back of his head.
Clearly, the thought had never crossed his mind.
You rolled your eyes and turned to the kitchen counter. The table was set, and you only needed to get the plates. The prettier ones were reserved for the rare occasions when you had guests, so you had to reach for them.
âY/NâŠâ Baekhyun whined, sounding uncharacteristically childish in his desperation. âI also brought you an âIâm sorryâ presentâŠâ
Hearing this made you snap.
âWhy would you do that? Itâs not like weâre dating!â
He was taken aback by your words.
âWhat do you mean weâre not?â He asked, completely bewildered. âAre you seeing someone else?â
âNo, but-â It was your turn to mumble. âYou never asked meâŠâ
Baekhyun looked at you as if you were crazy. Then, his frown transformed into something else.
âOh god, Y/NâŠâ He sighed, leaning on the counter behind you with one hand. âI thought it was obvious. I was serious about you from the very beginning, but if you want me to say it, I will say it.â
You waited for him to finish.
âPlease be informed that Iâve considered you my girlfriend this entire time. And I know I fucked up, so⊠are you gonna break up with me?â
âIâm debating it,â you responded gruffly.
âY/N-ah,â He pressed, still hovering over you while his arm inched closer and closer to your frame. âIâll do anything you want to make it up to you.â
Taking in his hopeful eyes, you pointed to the kitchen cabinet.
âI need plates.â
Following the direction of your index finger, Baekhyun looked up. He reached over you, almost hugging you with one arm, and gave you what you wanted.
âThank you.â
He perked up, a question in his eyes. âWhat now?â
Although you were still grumpy, your heart was beginning to warm up to him. So easily.
âGo sit at the table. Iâm hungry.â
Baekhyunâs chocolate orbs instantly lit up.
âDoes it mean you forgive me?â
The hopefulness of his tone made your façade crack.
âYouâve mentioned a goodie bag?â You squinted at the huge paper bag he left at the door, just to avoid crumbling right in front of him.
Baekhyun smiled cheekily.
âItâs all yours. Babe.â
You ignored the term of endearment, turning your back on him to hide your warming cheeks.
âGet yourself another set of chopstââ
Your boyfriend gave you an abrupt back hug.
âB-Baekhyun?â
âI really missed you, Y/N-ie.â He whispered in your ear, nearly busting your eardrum with a kiss. âAlso, my entire family wants to meet youâŠâ
âWhat?? Already?â
âMhm. And here you were, thinking we werenât even dating,â he snickered. âOnce I got you, Iâm not letting you go.â
âYou are,â you huffed. âOtherwise, youâre standing between me and food. And I got an appetite, you know?â
âI know.â His smile tickled your neck pleasantly. âItâs one of the many things I love about you.â
It was impossible to turn into mush faster than you did.
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A/N:Â Okaaaay, we're done with another mini-series!!! Congrats to you and I haha Thank you for following this story till the end <3 And a huge thank you to all of my lovely readers that left their comments to each installment of the series! Ily đ
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Stay with Me (m) | BBH
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Long-distance relationship, established relationship, grumpy Baek, smut
Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, upset sex (is there such a thing), oral (f receiving), consent is not explicitly stated but implied
Word Count: ~2.6k
Summary: Baekhyun was upset because you had to leave again. His frustration made things escalate to an unexpected extent. He mightâve just wanted to make you late for the plane though.
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Letâs celebrate my first âwriting comebackâ anniversary together â€â€â€Â [February 17, 2020 â forever]
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Oh yes. I have an odd history with Hyunjin. The first time I laid eyes on him was so long ago?? Maybe 2019 or earlier? At the time I didnât know shit about Stray Kids, but he appeared as a reporter in the GOT7 episode of Idol Room, I think⊠He was SO CUTE???? Like WTF??
But somehow I was pretty successful in convincing myself that I am not interested at all for around 5 years until this January or so. I- donât know what happened đ« đ« đ« Ok I know. Felix happened. He decided to help his bestie out and lure me in though the back door
Boy Next Door (m) Ch.3 | BBH
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut
Warnings: Baek being the neighbor weâre all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex
Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 5.3k (pt.3)
Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be⊠a perfect match?
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Chapter Masterlist [ongoing]: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)
Authorâs note: Hiiii sweethearts!! I learned yesterday that my blog has earned 10k likes from you, so I decided that there was no better way to say thanks than to post part 3 of this story hehe Hope you like this little token of appreciation! đ And prepare thyselves, this is gonna be pretty intense đ„đ„đ„
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PART 3
âI hate my life, YuâŠâ
âWow, havenât heard that one before,â your friend responded sarcastically.
âIâm serious this time!â You shrieked.
âStop yelling in my ear,â she grumbled, shifting on the bed. âYour life sucks just âcause youâre too sensitive.â
You whined loudly, which couldnât prevent her from continuing her lecture for the nth time.
âI get that you were caught off guard. But whoâs that chick to make such disgusting comments? Iâm sure you looked hot as hell in his shirt, and she was jealous of you.â
âThanks, but you have no idea what she looked likeâŠâ
âShe probably isnât even that pretty; you just thought she was in the spur of a moment. You get confused easily.â
âNo, I donât! I canât say her face is the prettiest Iâve seen, but she was dressed in expensive clothes, her hair seemed perfect, and she was skinny.â
âWho cares? Is that why youâre not eating tteokbokki for the first time in your life??â
âIâm not hungry,â you groaned.
âYouâre always hungry! Iâve never seen you turn down street food! Can you at least eat the egg?â
âEat it yourself.â
Yuki gasped.
âAre you sure youâre not terminally ill? Shall I call an ambulance?â She asked and then shifted in place. âOr better yet⊠shall I call him?â
âWhat? No!â You almost pounced on your friend out of fear.
She was kidding, but you knew what she was capable of.
âY/N⊠Itâs been a week. You canât be avoiding him forever.â
âI can. And I will.â
âCome on! Why would you? Itâs obvious from their convo that she isnât his girlfriend, more like an annoying ex. If even that. Maybe sheâs a stalker⊠So why are you retreating to your shell again?â
âBecause! What if she is his ex? I donât think weâre exactly similar in any way, and if she is his type, thenâŠâ
âThen what? Didnât he mercilessly kick her out? So what exactly does she have on you?â
You sighed, turning away. It wasnât that you were ugly or had low self-esteem. But people had their⊠preferences and beauty standards. And you imagined that guys like Baekhyun usually went for girls like her. Not the girls next door. It wasnât as much about beauty asâŠ
She just seemed more exciting. And you were anything but.
âJust talk to him. Pretty sure the abundance of missed calls means that he wants to clear up the misunderstanding.â
âDo you have soju?â
âIâm not pouring you alcohol when youâve been starving yourself for days! Besides, you have work tomorrow, donât you?â
âI thought I was the boring one,â you grumbled, pouting at your friend.
Although you didnât have a drop of anything, the next day at work was just as agonizing as the entire week prior. You were usually pretty happy about Fridays (with the whole weekend ahead), but you were in a sour mood this time. Going home meant getting anxious about running into your neighbor, and you hadnât come up with what to tell him yet. So, the sooner the end of your working hours approached, the more uneasy you felt.
Baekhyun hadnât tried calling or texting you today, and this was hardly a relief. Did he give up on you and your weird tantrums? Most likely. But then again, maybe it was for the best. This way, you wouldnât have a chance to live in the world youâd imagined. At times, especially right before you went to sleep, youâd think back to the events of that day. And inevitably, the memories of the two of you making out on his couch would pop up in your head. Then the intruder barges in and looks down on you. Humiliating you with her comments in front of Baekhyun. Goosebumps marathoned across your body every time you recalled that. Especially your own pathetic reaction. Why didnât you tell her off? Why did you suddenly feel so insecure?
Your desire to avoid going home was so strong that you ended up drinking with some of your colleagues at a bar. Secretly, youâd also hoped that alcohol would erase the unpleasant memories. And at least for a bit, youâd stop beating yourself up forever thinking you and Baekhyun could work. You were hurt many times when your exes left for someone, but the incident in his apartment was different. It was like a quick sneak peek into this situation, and you didnât like how it made you feel. And it shouldnât have affected you this way. You and Baekhyun werenât even a thing.
But Yuki was definitely right about denying you access to alcohol. Too bad you were an adult with all the means to get as much of it as you desired.
âWhy is this button dancing around? Itâs not supposed to move,â you slurred out, unable to call the elevator. âJinwoo-yah, itâs not working.â
âLet me press it for you, Y/N-ssi.â
Your colleague leaned in, still holding you close to his side to prevent you from collapsing to the floor, and pressed the button. His âheroicâ action made you giggle.
âJinwoo-ya-ah, youâre the bestest!â
He snickered at your expressiveness and helped you inside the elevator.
âWhich floor?â
âThirteen.â You giggled throughout the ride up, although you didnât know what was funny about that number.
âYouâre in pretty bad shape, sunbae.â He sighed, catching you when you almost tripped, walking out. âWhatâs your passcode?â
âNo-no-no!â You shook your index finger in front of his nose. âI donât tell all the pretty boys my passcode!â
Jinwoo looked at you helplessly, probably grasping that you were unable to actually press it in yourself.
And he was right. After about five minutes of you trying and failing, he suggested again.
âJust tell me, and Iâll do it.â
âOkay. Itâs 3-2- no, 1-⊠2-1-6⊠Wait. Was it?â You were confused by your own thoughts now.
âY/N?â
You turned your head towards the voice.
âBaekhyunie!â You jumped on the spot and almost dropped yourself on the tile if not for your helpful colleagueâs hands on your waist. âDo you remember my passcode? Jinwoo doesnât know itâŠâ
Baekhyun didnât respond, scanning you and the man beside you.
âWhat happened?â He addressed the guy, earning a pout from you.
âOur team was out, and she had too much soju on an empty stomach,â he explained. âTomorrow morningâs gonna be bad, so she should lie down ASAP. Do you know her passcode by any chance?â
âNo.â Baekhyun answered. âBut Iâll deal with her. You can go, thanks.â
Jinwoo was reluctant to let go of you.
âUh- wait. Sheâs really drunk. I donât think I can just leave her-â
âSheâs been alone with me many times. Donât worry about it.â Baekhyun pierced your poor colleague with his eyes, gripping your waist.
âAre you taking me home, oppa-yah? Can we make out on your couch again?â You murmured, leaning into him.
âAish. Youâre shameless.â He chuckled, turning to Jinwoo, who was still by your side.
He was less sure that he needed to be there now.
âIâll⊠Uh- Iâll just go then. Take care!â He blurted, nodding at Baekhyun before walking away.
âBye, Jin-jinwoo!â You waved at him happily.
âCome on in,â Baekhyun shooed you into his apartment. âHow did you even get this drunkâŠâ
He crouched in front of you, helping you out of your shoes.
ââŠand with a bunch of male colleagues, Iâm sure. He canât just leave you with me? Pfft!â He kept grumbling as he almost carried you into the kitchen.
After making you drink some water, he brought you to the next destination â his bedroom.
âCan you stand here while I change the sheets?â
âNo-ho!â Your knees instantly grew weak, and youâd fall if not for Baekhyunâs hold.
âWow, your condition is worse than I thought. Letâs sit you down then.â
âNo! Donât change them!â
He looked at you in bafflement.
âYou donât want me to change the sheets?â
You closed your eyes, head too heavy to shake to indicate your answer.
âI want⊠Baekhyunieâs sheets.â You shoved him away, stumbling over nothing and falling onto his bed face first.
âY/N-ahâŠâ He sounded like he was about to scold you.
âNo. Baekhyunieâs sheets smell nice.â
âThe clean ones smell even nicer.â He tried.
âNo. They donât smell like oppa.â You quipped, burying your nose in his pillow.
âYou like how oppa smells?â He asked, lifting his eyebrows.
âYes. Comfy.â
âComfy?â
âYes. I like him. But he likes other type.â You muttered in an injured tone.
âOther type?â He asked, sitting down on the bed next to you.
You ignored him at first, but he poked at your shoulder to get you to elaborate.
âMean skinny girls.â You mumbled begrudgingly. âNot Y/N.â
âYouâre drunk. You should sleep,â Baekhyun sighed, giving up on you.
He pulled the duvet from underneath your body to cover you with it. While he was busy tucking you in, you started sobbing.
âY/N? What is it, does anything hurt?â He asked, voice growing alarmed from your sudden change of tune.
âWhy doesnât oppa like me, though?â You sniffled, hugging his pillow. âI know Iâm not fun, but I like him so muchâŠâ
âThatâs just not true.â He replied, stroking your hair gently. âCalm down. Sleep it off, and then weâll talk, okay? Get comfortable, and Iâll take the couch.â
But you continued wetting his pillow with your drunken tears even more devotedly.
âAre you gonna leave me alone? Is it because Iâm not- You really donât-â
âOh, Y/NâŠâ
Baekhyun allowed you to tug him closer, basically lying down next to you. At once, you latched onto him, trading his pillow for his body without hesitation.
âDonât go,â you bleated, holding onto him, head on his chest.
He sighed, arms slowly reciprocating your sudden embrace.
âIâm not going anywhere, Y/N-ie. Oppaâs staying with you.â He sounded reassuring, but you werenât entirely convinced.
âWhat if she comes again?â
âNo one will come.â
âWhat if she does!â You pressed.
âThen Iâll tell her to go away. Because I like my Y/N-ie best,â Baekhyun responded, and you couldâve only been more surprised if you were sober.
âMe?â
âYes, you. Now, go to sleep, or Iâll relocate to the couch.â
âNo!â With how sleepy youâd become, you were protesting to the latter rather than the former.
âShall I count to three?â
âIâm asleep,â you whispered, before adding in a tiny mischievous voice. âOppa-yah.â
âTsk. Silly.â He hummed softly, hugging you tighter.
It was warm and secure in Baekhyunâs arms. Comfy. Youâd never dozed off so quickly and so peacefully.
***
The next morning was rough. No, it was brutal.
Took you several hours to simply wake up. On the first go, you couldnât bring yourself to even open your eyes. It was still early, and your head hurt so much⊠Yelping like a puppy, you sank deeper into the sheets, breathing in more of the calming scent. Somehow, it lulled you right back to sleep.
The second time around though, you did fully wake. Although not for long: only long enough to notice a cup of water and a single pill that Baekhyun had already left for you on top of the nightstand. Taking a few gulps to wash it down, you dropped back and blacked out again.
By the third time you opened your eyes, the sun was so high in the sky that you could tell even though the curtains were closed. Your head was heavy, and your mouth tasted awful, but the headache was gone. Taking your time, you looked around the room, recalling how you got into, what you realized was, Baekhyunâs bed.
You sat up cautiously, rubbing your eyes to wake fully before noticing that your fingers were turning black.
âAh damn, my makeup!â You cursed, nearly falling off the edge of the bed.
It was decided on the spot that you needed to move your bones to the bathroom before Baekhyun saw you in your hungover glory.
âYou just had to end up at his house,â you gritted at yourself, walking to the bathroom door shakily.
Locking yourself in, you evaluated your appearance in the mirror.
âJesus Christ. My face is enormous!â
You almost cried. Did you have to look this awful? Surely, Baekhyun took notice of your extreme swelling and panda-inspired ruined mascara and left the bed as soon as possible.
âDonât go.â Â Yesterdayâs events were gradually coming back to you, brick by brick.
Did you beg him to stay in bed with you? He must have found you laughable. How could you even look him in the eye ever again?
You washed up as thoroughly as possible. As if any amount of face rubbing could decrease its puffiness to a bearable extent. Well, at least you got the remnants of your makeup off.
Unwilling to risk running into Baekhyun like this, you decided to be an audacious guest and use the shower, too. After all, you were sure you wouldnât leave the apartment unnoticed. This way, youâd at least postpone the inevitable.
However, your oblivion only lasted long enough for you to finish up. Because as soon as you opened the door, you were met with the person you wanted to avoid at all costs.
âGod!â You were startled and caught off guard.
âItâs just me,â Baekhyun shrugged, trying to ease the tension with a joke.
âI- Iâm sorry. For the inconvenienceâŠs. Iâll be out of your hair in a second.â
You hurried to gather your things, but his hand prevented you from taking another step.
âWhy are you always fussing around?â He asked, raising his eyebrows.
Unsure how to answer, you stayed silent. Baekhyun chuckled, thinking something to himself. Before you could ask what it was, he cleared his throat.
âLetâs have breakfast. I made ramyeon; itâs great for hangovers.â
âUh- but-â
âDo you have somewhere to be?â He asked with an eye smile.
He was definitely amused. Probably because of your reprehensible performance yesterday.
âCome on, you need to replenish your energy. Do you feel nauseous or dizzy?â
You muttered ânoâ shyly, and he nodded.
âGood. Letâs go then.â
While being dragged into the kitchen, you could only swear at yourself in your mind for your life choices.
âI boiled a couple of eggs for you too. Do you want kimchi?â
You shook your head, frankly quite blown away by his forethought. He gave you a full bowl of noodles, placing the pot in the middle of the table.
âDig in.â
âThank you.â Grabbing your chopsticks, you followed his suggestion.
Surprisingly, the ramyeon was spicy.
Slurping the noodles quickly, you realized how hungry you actually were. The bowl became empty in just a couple minutes.
âWow, I guess making four servings was the right choice,â Baekhyun mused, removing the lid. âHave more.â
In the back of your mind, you still wondered why he made spicy ramyeon for you when he couldnât eat spicy food that well himself.
Your second bowl went slower than the first, so you noticed how he observed you.
âWhat?â You asked, chewing on the egg.
âNothing,â he smiled. âYouâre eating well.â
You lowered your chopsticks, thinking about what heâd said. It was your first big and unhealthy meal this week, now that you were thinking of it. And maybe it was a good idea to slow down.
âWhy did you stop?â Baekhyun asked, looking concerned.
Forcing out a small smile, you turned to him.
âYouâre right, I should cut down on it anyways.â
âThatâs not what I said,â Baekhyun frowned, putting his chopsticks down. âBut now Iâve come to think of it, that colleague of yours said something yesterday, too. That you drank on an empty stomach. Why?â
âNo reason,â you mumbled, suddenly interested in the color of the broth.
He took his time inspecting your face, and you tried to ignore it.
âDonât tell me⊠Is it because of what she said?â
You dropped a chopstick you were still holding into your bowl with a loud clank, almost jumping out of your skin. How did he come to that conclusion? Were you that easy to figure out? Maybe you said something yesterday⊠What could that be?
âI can literally read your thoughts on your face,â Baekhyun sighed. âYou really are silly, Y/N-ahâŠâ
You pouted, saying nothing to this. Because you didnât know what to say and also because you werenât sure what he meant.
âHm. No one asked me, but⊠I like a girl with a healthy appetite,â he said, tilting his head slightly to the side while his eyes kept watching you closely.
Meeting his gaze, you swallowed. The spicy ramyeon was making you sweat.
âMakes me think she has a healthy appetite for everything. You know?â
Turning crimson, you bit down on your lower lip.
âNow, you decide whose opinion resonates with you,â Baekhyun added lightheartedly, returning to his meal as if nothing happened. âWah, shouldâve added cheese to itâŠâ
Reluctantly, you picked up your chopsticks.
âCanât let it get soggy,â you said unintelligibly.
Baekhyun gurgled out a laugh before slurping more of his noodles.
The day went by unfathomably fast since you had only finished your âbreakfastâ in the late afternoon. Your neighborâs hospitality made you feel at home (as usual), and you were already used to hanging out in his apartment for hours. And although you were too embarrassed to even think of looking Baekhyun in the eye, it had all cleared up somehow. He even managed to seduce you into staying for a few hours longer.
Most of that time you spent chilling on the couch, reducing his lemon ice-cream stock while he played video games. Which you enjoyed watching, actually. Despite having no clue about how to play them or what the goal was, you liked to be around when he played. He always seemed so focused and relaxed at the same time. You could tell that he was good at it, and he always made sure to win whenever you were watching.
However, by the time he was done, you noticed it was pretty late already.
âDamn, Iâm overstaying my welcome by far. Youâre a perfect host,â you chuckled sheepishly, scrambling off the couch to head to his bedroom to change back into your clothes and go home.
âYou can stay as long as you like. I donât mind,â Baekhyun murmured, following in your steps.
âI canât stay in your apartment forever, can I?â You mused, turning to face him.
âCanât you?â He deadpanned, approaching you steadily.
You searched his face in puzzlement, and he didnât stop moving closer until there was less than half an armâs length between your bodies.
âWhat if you do?â He asked softly, backing you into the wardrobe door. âYou wanted oppa to stay with you yesterday. Arenât you going to return the favor?â
He was referring to your drunken ravings, you were sure. Your cheeks heated up, and you swallowed to soothe your dry throat. Baekhyun was so close, and you had to hold yourself back to keep your hands off of him, his messy hair, broad shoulders, and loose sweats.
âI wonder if you only said that because you were inebriated⊠OrâŠâ He trailed off, leaning on the door behind you.
âStopâŠâ You whispered, unable to withstand his slow seduction.
Baekhyun paused, a breath away from your face, and straightened up slightly, allowing more space between you.
â⊠beating around the bush.â You finished, firmer this time, and looked up at him.
There was no need to ask him to do anything. He pressed his lips to yours with zero hesitation, and you were ready to welcome his initiative. Sliding your palms up his arms, you squeezed and hugged his shoulders, using them for balance. Baekhyunâs hands pulled you closer until your body was flat against his, and you could feel the heat of his skin on yours through the fabric of your (actually, his) shirt.
He groaned into the kiss as you slipped one hand under his clothes to trace your fingers from his lower back. The muscles flexed under your touch, and you felt more pressure against your chest. He pushed you into his body firmly, and you couldnât think of anything but how much you wanted this to be skin-to-skin contact.
Baekhyun, as if reading your mind, backed away just to allow you to roll his shirt up and get it off. Your eyes examined his bare waist greedily, memorizing each line and each mole. He interrupted you by occupying your mouth again, and you let him do as he pleased, trailing your palms down his chest. Happy to investigate, you allowed your fingers to wander around everywhere, exploring his beautiful body.
As your hands reached his lower abdomen, however, you were interrupted by the loud ringing of his phone in his pants pocket.
âDamn it.â He cursed under his breath, almost pissed off by the unnecessary pause. âHold that thought.â
He looked at the screen and sighed, seeing that the number was unknown.
âYes, hello?â He responded, voice mildly annoyed.
Someone spoke on the other end, and he frowned.
âWho is this?â
Baekhyun fell silent for a couple seconds and then rolled his eyes.
âHow did you get my number?â
The callerâs voice was faint, but it seemed familiar⊠Was it that woman again?
Suddenly, you were straining your ears to hear what she was saying.
ââŠcouldnât enter, and I brought dinner for us!â
She did what?!
You looked at Baekhyun, who stepped away and turned his back to you.
âIâm not sure why you thought it was a good idea. But I did blacklist you in my apartment complex because you enjoy invading my privacy.â
At least your neighbor didnât want her here; that was a relief. What bothered you was that he was still on the phone with her. In his bedroom, half-naked, and with you on hold. In your mind, this wasnât at all an ideal scenario.
And tonight, you were in the mood to make it known.
So, you crawled into bed and took his shirt off, crumpling it into a ball of fabric and throwing it at his back. Baekhyun turned around, finding the item on the floor and staring at it momentarily. His eyes darted up to discover that you were in his bed, almost fully naked, with just the blanket held up to your chest covering you. His tense expression promptly changed into one of playful anticipation.
âUm- Iâm busy right now. Please go home and donât bother me again. Bye.â
He said the last word with his knee on the bed, and you snatched his phone out of his hand as soon as he ended the call. Picking up exactly where youâd left off, you resumed kissing, only to be interrupted by the buzz of his phone on the pillow again. You growled in irritation.
âLet me block her.â Baekhyun said, kissing your neck while reaching for the device.
But you grabbed it first.
âAre you desperate, or is your hearing impaired? Stop calling him.â
Ending it before she could say anything, you quickly blocked the number, switched the sound off, and got rid of his phone. Turning back, you noticed Baekhyunâs unyielding gaze.
âWhat?â You barked.
âNothing,â he shook his head, seemingly holding back a smile. âIâm just surprised.â
âBy?â
âHow vicious you are when youâre jealous. In a sexy kind of way.â
You huffed, reasoning with him like a five-year-old would.
âIâm not jealous! She canât set foot in the area, and I freaking live next door.â
âRight.â
His teasing tone made you even more determined, so you pushed him down to lie on his back, and got on top.
âWhat do I need to be jealous of? I got you right here.â
âOh yeah, you got me good.â
Spurred on further, you narrowed your eyes at your mildly infuriating neighbor before finding his pants and ripping them off of him. Just to realize that he wasnât wearing anything underneath.
Meanwhile, Baekhyun wasnât at all fazed by your brazen actions. In fact, he was noticeably aroused by them, which you could tell from the way he watched you with half-lidded eyes.
âNow what?â He asked, still lying down comfortably and enjoying the show. âGonna ride me raw?â
âYes.â You shot out without thinking, earning an eyebrow raise from him, and settled on his thighs. âGonna keep mocking me?â
âYes.â He mirrored, long fingers traveling up your thighs to get a good hold of your hips and push you down slightly.
The friction between your bodies made him hiss, the thin and slightly damp fabric of your panties grazing over his bare cock.
âShit, Y/N.â
It was finally your turn to be smug.
âI thought you didnât swear in front of ladies?â
He let out a short laugh, letting you know he was onto you.
âI actually swear a lot,â he admitted, smirking at you as he continued. âWhen Iâm angry, when Iâm surprised⊠When I really wanna fuck Y/N.â
You dragged your hips over his in retaliation, causing him to grunt. His hands made your movements more confident and consistent, and you could feel the glide of his skin with your core as you moved back and forth. It was pleasant, but you knew it would be much better without that last layer between you.
While you were thinking it through, Baekhyunâs eyes were glued to your body. One of his hands reached for your breast to squeeze lightly, testing your sensitivity, and you put your palm on top of it to ensure he wouldnât retract.
âYouâre so⊠soft,â he stated, chest flailing. âDoes it hurt?â
âNo. My breasts arenât overly sensitive to that type of touch. Ow!â You instantly reacted when he pinched you.
âYour nipples seem sensitive to me,â he hummed, tugging you close enough to kiss your exposed nub quickly. âWhat type of touch, though⊠Maybe this?â
A quick lick made you whine, startled by the explosion of warmth in your lower belly. However, Baekhyun quickly caught on to your reactions, so he opted to suck your perky nipple into his mouth to fondle it gently. You shivered, fingers diving into his hair and pulling at the roots.
âMm, Baekhyun-n-â He ignored your cry, tongue still swirling around the tiny area while his eyes studied your face. âGod- damn you.â
He released it slowly, licking his sufficiently wet lips afterward.
âShall I move on to the other one?â He inquired with a ghost of a smile on his face, noting how quickly he was making you disintegrate with simple petting.
âWait!â You pressed on his chest to have him lie back.
The further delay seemed impossible. Reaching down, you quickly moved your panties out of the way and pressed the tip of his fully hard cock to your leaking entrance. Your fingers were instantly slick with your own arousal, and Baekhyun could only groan as he slipped inside you effortlessly. His hips jerked voluntarily, and you yelped at the intense yet welcomed sensation.
âSorry⊠Couldnât help it.â Your loverâs hand patted your thigh apologetically, and you shook your head.
âJust- give me a second,â you muttered, clenching down on him. âItâs been a whileâŠâ
He stroked your thigh up and down for a bit, probably reining his desires in. You could feel the twitch of his length in a tight lock of your walls.
Seeing something in your eyes, Baekhyun moved to sit up with you still in his lap. You met him halfway, finding his lips already waiting for yours. The kiss was deep and slow, accompanied by the caress of his hands on your back and waist. You were so consumed by it that you didnât even notice when your hips started rocking.
But your hunger grew exponentially, and just minutes later the leisured pace couldnât keep you satisfied anymore.
âBaekhyun,â you whined, too overwhelmed and loved-up in your chase after pleasure.
Holding on to his firm shoulders, you threw your head back. He continued pressing kisses into the damp skin of your chest, kneading your ass with one of his hands simultaneously. The position wasnât the most convenient, but the affection you received was worth every strain on your muscles.
âBaekhyun, pleaseâŠâ You sobbed the anticipation building and slipping out of grasp again.
Somehow, he understood what your plea implied. It was time for him to take charge, and you were ready to give him the opportunity to do so.
And it seemed like he was only waiting for the opening.
Your partner was quick to fling you onto the bed. Before you knew it, your panties were on the floor, and he was between your legs, spreading them wider. His first thrust made you whimper with its steadiness and intensity, and so did the second and the third.
âI got you, baby.â His voice seemed lower, void of teasing now and laced with fondness and passion.
âMmh-â You arched your back, thighs quivering in pleasure around his middle.
âFuck,â he swore, enduring your tightness and going hard to bring you to your release as fast as possible. âFuck, Y/N-ieâŠâ
âB-BaekhyunâŠâ You hiccupped while he reached the spots inside you that made your eyes roll backward. âIâm closeâŠâ
Your hand slipped down his sweaty back, and the pounding became so precise that you felt tears prick your eyes.
âMm-baby, you need to come,â Baekhyun growled into your ear, breathing heavily. âYouâre too fucking tight.â
Shrieking as if in pain, you clawed at his shoulder to keep him in place, still teetering on the edge of your release.
âAh- yes, yes,â You cried out as he gave you his all, bottoming out each time, sweat running down his face. âBaekhyun!â
His hold on you became rigid while you writhed through your high. He slowed down and kept jerking his hips forward to allow you to milk every drop of your pleasure until you couldnât take it anymore. Both of your breathing was loud and labored, and it took you some time to be fully reinstated in reality. Slowly, the sensory feedback deciphered, and you noticed how sweaty you were. It was also still slick and swollen between your legs. In fact, you seemed to all be covered in bodily fluids, but that couldnât detract from your level of satisfaction.
âWow,â you heard Baekhyun say from beside you. âI really risked it all for this. Hey, was it worth it?â
You blinked at him several times, brain too slow to catch his meaning.
âYour orgasm,â he added, snorting at your absentmindedness. âI barely managed to pull out on time.â
Smiling weakly at his statement, you licked your dry lips.
âIâm glad you have so much more willpower than meâŠâ You flinched as he wiped his cum off your lower belly before pulling the covers over you.
âWhat willpower? Iâve never had so little.â Baekhyun hummed, moving closer to you and invading your pillow. âI donât have sex without condoms. And I generally last longer, but you almost made me bust a nut before you.â
âOh damn, I feel special,â you chuckled, loving how his fingers caressed your face while brushing your hair back.
âYou are, Y/N-ie,â he murmured, leaning in and kissing you. âI assume round two is for later?â
âLater??â
âIâll give you till morning,â he suggested playfully.
âI need to shower first. And rest.â
âWhy do all that when you can just come again?â
âStop talking like that, or I will marry you.â You fired at him, squirming under the influence of his affectionate touching.
âGreat thinking. Then I wonât have to pull out.â
You gasped, causing him to laugh.
âItâs alright. Weâre only a bit too young to become parents. But you know, my hyung was younger than me when he became a father. That was by accident, though.â He paused for a second. âCome to think of it, Iâm not a big expert on pulling out, so who knows how itâs gonna-â
âBaekhyun?â
âHm?â
âShut up.â
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A/N:Â Okay, here goes!! Just another installment left to finish this mini-series, how are we feeling?? Hehe As usual, big thanks for your messages and comments, I appreciate all of the feedback from you my darlingsđđđ
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Oh sweetie, Iâm sorry to hear you have trouble sleeping đ„ș I always struggle to survive on just a few hrs of sleep myself, so I feel u so much on this! Altho these days I am kept up half the night by another man who also has Hyun in his name lmao
And Iâm also happy that youâre still following my stories, I really love to hear from you đ€ and no, there can never be too many thoughts for tags lol
Boy Next Door (m) Ch.3 | BBH
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut
Warnings: Baek being the neighbor weâre all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex
Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 5.3k (pt.3)
Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be⊠a perfect match?
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Chapter Masterlist [ongoing]: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)
Authorâs note: Hiiii sweethearts!! I learned yesterday that my blog has earned 10k likes from you, so I decided that there was no better way to say thanks than to post part 3 of this story hehe Hope you like this little token of appreciation! đ And prepare thyselves, this is gonna be pretty intense đ„đ„đ„
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PART 3
âI hate my life, YuâŠâ
âWow, havenât heard that one before,â your friend responded sarcastically.
âIâm serious this time!â You shrieked.
âStop yelling in my ear,â she grumbled, shifting on the bed. âYour life sucks just âcause youâre too sensitive.â
You whined loudly, which couldnât prevent her from continuing her lecture for the nth time.
âI get that you were caught off guard. But whoâs that chick to make such disgusting comments? Iâm sure you looked hot as hell in his shirt, and she was jealous of you.â
âThanks, but you have no idea what she looked likeâŠâ
âShe probably isnât even that pretty; you just thought she was in the spur of a moment. You get confused easily.â
âNo, I donât! I canât say her face is the prettiest Iâve seen, but she was dressed in expensive clothes, her hair seemed perfect, and she was skinny.â
âWho cares? Is that why youâre not eating tteokbokki for the first time in your life??â
âIâm not hungry,â you groaned.
âYouâre always hungry! Iâve never seen you turn down street food! Can you at least eat the egg?â
âEat it yourself.â
Yuki gasped.
âAre you sure youâre not terminally ill? Shall I call an ambulance?â She asked and then shifted in place. âOr better yet⊠shall I call him?â
âWhat? No!â You almost pounced on your friend out of fear.
She was kidding, but you knew what she was capable of.
âY/N⊠Itâs been a week. You canât be avoiding him forever.â
âI can. And I will.â
âCome on! Why would you? Itâs obvious from their convo that she isnât his girlfriend, more like an annoying ex. If even that. Maybe sheâs a stalker⊠So why are you retreating to your shell again?â
âBecause! What if she is his ex? I donât think weâre exactly similar in any way, and if she is his type, thenâŠâ
âThen what? Didnât he mercilessly kick her out? So what exactly does she have on you?â
You sighed, turning away. It wasnât that you were ugly or had low self-esteem. But people had their⊠preferences and beauty standards. And you imagined that guys like Baekhyun usually went for girls like her. Not the girls next door. It wasnât as much about beauty asâŠ
She just seemed more exciting. And you were anything but.
âJust talk to him. Pretty sure the abundance of missed calls means that he wants to clear up the misunderstanding.â
âDo you have soju?â
âIâm not pouring you alcohol when youâve been starving yourself for days! Besides, you have work tomorrow, donât you?â
âI thought I was the boring one,â you grumbled, pouting at your friend.
Although you didnât have a drop of anything, the next day at work was just as agonizing as the entire week prior. You were usually pretty happy about Fridays (with the whole weekend ahead), but you were in a sour mood this time. Going home meant getting anxious about running into your neighbor, and you hadnât come up with what to tell him yet. So, the sooner the end of your working hours approached, the more uneasy you felt.
Baekhyun hadnât tried calling or texting you today, and this was hardly a relief. Did he give up on you and your weird tantrums? Most likely. But then again, maybe it was for the best. This way, you wouldnât have a chance to live in the world youâd imagined. At times, especially right before you went to sleep, youâd think back to the events of that day. And inevitably, the memories of the two of you making out on his couch would pop up in your head. Then the intruder barges in and looks down on you. Humiliating you with her comments in front of Baekhyun. Goosebumps marathoned across your body every time you recalled that. Especially your own pathetic reaction. Why didnât you tell her off? Why did you suddenly feel so insecure?
Your desire to avoid going home was so strong that you ended up drinking with some of your colleagues at a bar. Secretly, youâd also hoped that alcohol would erase the unpleasant memories. And at least for a bit, youâd stop beating yourself up forever thinking you and Baekhyun could work. You were hurt many times when your exes left for someone, but the incident in his apartment was different. It was like a quick sneak peek into this situation, and you didnât like how it made you feel. And it shouldnât have affected you this way. You and Baekhyun werenât even a thing.
But Yuki was definitely right about denying you access to alcohol. Too bad you were an adult with all the means to get as much of it as you desired.
âWhy is this button dancing around? Itâs not supposed to move,â you slurred out, unable to call the elevator. âJinwoo-yah, itâs not working.â
âLet me press it for you, Y/N-ssi.â
Your colleague leaned in, still holding you close to his side to prevent you from collapsing to the floor, and pressed the button. His âheroicâ action made you giggle.
âJinwoo-ya-ah, youâre the bestest!â
He snickered at your expressiveness and helped you inside the elevator.
âWhich floor?â
âThirteen.â You giggled throughout the ride up, although you didnât know what was funny about that number.
âYouâre in pretty bad shape, sunbae.â He sighed, catching you when you almost tripped, walking out. âWhatâs your passcode?â
âNo-no-no!â You shook your index finger in front of his nose. âI donât tell all the pretty boys my passcode!â
Jinwoo looked at you helplessly, probably grasping that you were unable to actually press it in yourself.
And he was right. After about five minutes of you trying and failing, he suggested again.
âJust tell me, and Iâll do it.â
âOkay. Itâs 3-2- no, 1-⊠2-1-6⊠Wait. Was it?â You were confused by your own thoughts now.
âY/N?â
You turned your head towards the voice.
âBaekhyunie!â You jumped on the spot and almost dropped yourself on the tile if not for your helpful colleagueâs hands on your waist. âDo you remember my passcode? Jinwoo doesnât know itâŠâ
Baekhyun didnât respond, scanning you and the man beside you.
âWhat happened?â He addressed the guy, earning a pout from you.
âOur team was out, and she had too much soju on an empty stomach,â he explained. âTomorrow morningâs gonna be bad, so she should lie down ASAP. Do you know her passcode by any chance?â
âNo.â Baekhyun answered. âBut Iâll deal with her. You can go, thanks.â
Jinwoo was reluctant to let go of you.
âUh- wait. Sheâs really drunk. I donât think I can just leave her-â
âSheâs been alone with me many times. Donât worry about it.â Baekhyun pierced your poor colleague with his eyes, gripping your waist.
âAre you taking me home, oppa-yah? Can we make out on your couch again?â You murmured, leaning into him.
âAish. Youâre shameless.â He chuckled, turning to Jinwoo, who was still by your side.
He was less sure that he needed to be there now.
âIâll⊠Uh- Iâll just go then. Take care!â He blurted, nodding at Baekhyun before walking away.
âBye, Jin-jinwoo!â You waved at him happily.
âCome on in,â Baekhyun shooed you into his apartment. âHow did you even get this drunkâŠâ
He crouched in front of you, helping you out of your shoes.
ââŠand with a bunch of male colleagues, Iâm sure. He canât just leave you with me? Pfft!â He kept grumbling as he almost carried you into the kitchen.
After making you drink some water, he brought you to the next destination â his bedroom.
âCan you stand here while I change the sheets?â
âNo-ho!â Your knees instantly grew weak, and youâd fall if not for Baekhyunâs hold.
âWow, your condition is worse than I thought. Letâs sit you down then.â
âNo! Donât change them!â
He looked at you in bafflement.
âYou donât want me to change the sheets?â
You closed your eyes, head too heavy to shake to indicate your answer.
âI want⊠Baekhyunieâs sheets.â You shoved him away, stumbling over nothing and falling onto his bed face first.
âY/N-ahâŠâ He sounded like he was about to scold you.
âNo. Baekhyunieâs sheets smell nice.â
âThe clean ones smell even nicer.â He tried.
âNo. They donât smell like oppa.â You quipped, burying your nose in his pillow.
âYou like how oppa smells?â He asked, lifting his eyebrows.
âYes. Comfy.â
âComfy?â
âYes. I like him. But he likes other type.â You muttered in an injured tone.
âOther type?â He asked, sitting down on the bed next to you.
You ignored him at first, but he poked at your shoulder to get you to elaborate.
âMean skinny girls.â You mumbled begrudgingly. âNot Y/N.â
âYouâre drunk. You should sleep,â Baekhyun sighed, giving up on you.
He pulled the duvet from underneath your body to cover you with it. While he was busy tucking you in, you started sobbing.
âY/N? What is it, does anything hurt?â He asked, voice growing alarmed from your sudden change of tune.
âWhy doesnât oppa like me, though?â You sniffled, hugging his pillow. âI know Iâm not fun, but I like him so muchâŠâ
âThatâs just not true.â He replied, stroking your hair gently. âCalm down. Sleep it off, and then weâll talk, okay? Get comfortable, and Iâll take the couch.â
But you continued wetting his pillow with your drunken tears even more devotedly.
âAre you gonna leave me alone? Is it because Iâm not- You really donât-â
âOh, Y/NâŠâ
Baekhyun allowed you to tug him closer, basically lying down next to you. At once, you latched onto him, trading his pillow for his body without hesitation.
âDonât go,â you bleated, holding onto him, head on his chest.
He sighed, arms slowly reciprocating your sudden embrace.
âIâm not going anywhere, Y/N-ie. Oppaâs staying with you.â He sounded reassuring, but you werenât entirely convinced.
âWhat if she comes again?â
âNo one will come.â
âWhat if she does!â You pressed.
âThen Iâll tell her to go away. Because I like my Y/N-ie best,â Baekhyun responded, and you couldâve only been more surprised if you were sober.
âMe?â
âYes, you. Now, go to sleep, or Iâll relocate to the couch.â
âNo!â With how sleepy youâd become, you were protesting to the latter rather than the former.
âShall I count to three?â
âIâm asleep,â you whispered, before adding in a tiny mischievous voice. âOppa-yah.â
âTsk. Silly.â He hummed softly, hugging you tighter.
It was warm and secure in Baekhyunâs arms. Comfy. Youâd never dozed off so quickly and so peacefully.
***
The next morning was rough. No, it was brutal.
Took you several hours to simply wake up. On the first go, you couldnât bring yourself to even open your eyes. It was still early, and your head hurt so much⊠Yelping like a puppy, you sank deeper into the sheets, breathing in more of the calming scent. Somehow, it lulled you right back to sleep.
The second time around though, you did fully wake. Although not for long: only long enough to notice a cup of water and a single pill that Baekhyun had already left for you on top of the nightstand. Taking a few gulps to wash it down, you dropped back and blacked out again.
By the third time you opened your eyes, the sun was so high in the sky that you could tell even though the curtains were closed. Your head was heavy, and your mouth tasted awful, but the headache was gone. Taking your time, you looked around the room, recalling how you got into, what you realized was, Baekhyunâs bed.
You sat up cautiously, rubbing your eyes to wake fully before noticing that your fingers were turning black.
âAh damn, my makeup!â You cursed, nearly falling off the edge of the bed.
It was decided on the spot that you needed to move your bones to the bathroom before Baekhyun saw you in your hungover glory.
âYou just had to end up at his house,â you gritted at yourself, walking to the bathroom door shakily.
Locking yourself in, you evaluated your appearance in the mirror.
âJesus Christ. My face is enormous!â
You almost cried. Did you have to look this awful? Surely, Baekhyun took notice of your extreme swelling and panda-inspired ruined mascara and left the bed as soon as possible.
âDonât go.â Â Yesterdayâs events were gradually coming back to you, brick by brick.
Did you beg him to stay in bed with you? He must have found you laughable. How could you even look him in the eye ever again?
You washed up as thoroughly as possible. As if any amount of face rubbing could decrease its puffiness to a bearable extent. Well, at least you got the remnants of your makeup off.
Unwilling to risk running into Baekhyun like this, you decided to be an audacious guest and use the shower, too. After all, you were sure you wouldnât leave the apartment unnoticed. This way, youâd at least postpone the inevitable.
However, your oblivion only lasted long enough for you to finish up. Because as soon as you opened the door, you were met with the person you wanted to avoid at all costs.
âGod!â You were startled and caught off guard.
âItâs just me,â Baekhyun shrugged, trying to ease the tension with a joke.
âI- Iâm sorry. For the inconvenienceâŠs. Iâll be out of your hair in a second.â
You hurried to gather your things, but his hand prevented you from taking another step.
âWhy are you always fussing around?â He asked, raising his eyebrows.
Unsure how to answer, you stayed silent. Baekhyun chuckled, thinking something to himself. Before you could ask what it was, he cleared his throat.
âLetâs have breakfast. I made ramyeon; itâs great for hangovers.â
âUh- but-â
âDo you have somewhere to be?â He asked with an eye smile.
He was definitely amused. Probably because of your reprehensible performance yesterday.
âCome on, you need to replenish your energy. Do you feel nauseous or dizzy?â
You muttered ânoâ shyly, and he nodded.
âGood. Letâs go then.â
While being dragged into the kitchen, you could only swear at yourself in your mind for your life choices.
âI boiled a couple of eggs for you too. Do you want kimchi?â
You shook your head, frankly quite blown away by his forethought. He gave you a full bowl of noodles, placing the pot in the middle of the table.
âDig in.â
âThank you.â Grabbing your chopsticks, you followed his suggestion.
Surprisingly, the ramyeon was spicy.
Slurping the noodles quickly, you realized how hungry you actually were. The bowl became empty in just a couple minutes.
âWow, I guess making four servings was the right choice,â Baekhyun mused, removing the lid. âHave more.â
In the back of your mind, you still wondered why he made spicy ramyeon for you when he couldnât eat spicy food that well himself.
Your second bowl went slower than the first, so you noticed how he observed you.
âWhat?â You asked, chewing on the egg.
âNothing,â he smiled. âYouâre eating well.â
You lowered your chopsticks, thinking about what heâd said. It was your first big and unhealthy meal this week, now that you were thinking of it. And maybe it was a good idea to slow down.
âWhy did you stop?â Baekhyun asked, looking concerned.
Forcing out a small smile, you turned to him.
âYouâre right, I should cut down on it anyways.â
âThatâs not what I said,â Baekhyun frowned, putting his chopsticks down. âBut now Iâve come to think of it, that colleague of yours said something yesterday, too. That you drank on an empty stomach. Why?â
âNo reason,â you mumbled, suddenly interested in the color of the broth.
He took his time inspecting your face, and you tried to ignore it.
âDonât tell me⊠Is it because of what she said?â
You dropped a chopstick you were still holding into your bowl with a loud clank, almost jumping out of your skin. How did he come to that conclusion? Were you that easy to figure out? Maybe you said something yesterday⊠What could that be?
âI can literally read your thoughts on your face,â Baekhyun sighed. âYou really are silly, Y/N-ahâŠâ
You pouted, saying nothing to this. Because you didnât know what to say and also because you werenât sure what he meant.
âHm. No one asked me, but⊠I like a girl with a healthy appetite,â he said, tilting his head slightly to the side while his eyes kept watching you closely.
Meeting his gaze, you swallowed. The spicy ramyeon was making you sweat.
âMakes me think she has a healthy appetite for everything. You know?â
Turning crimson, you bit down on your lower lip.
âNow, you decide whose opinion resonates with you,â Baekhyun added lightheartedly, returning to his meal as if nothing happened. âWah, shouldâve added cheese to itâŠâ
Reluctantly, you picked up your chopsticks.
âCanât let it get soggy,â you said unintelligibly.
Baekhyun gurgled out a laugh before slurping more of his noodles.
The day went by unfathomably fast since you had only finished your âbreakfastâ in the late afternoon. Your neighborâs hospitality made you feel at home (as usual), and you were already used to hanging out in his apartment for hours. And although you were too embarrassed to even think of looking Baekhyun in the eye, it had all cleared up somehow. He even managed to seduce you into staying for a few hours longer.
Most of that time you spent chilling on the couch, reducing his lemon ice-cream stock while he played video games. Which you enjoyed watching, actually. Despite having no clue about how to play them or what the goal was, you liked to be around when he played. He always seemed so focused and relaxed at the same time. You could tell that he was good at it, and he always made sure to win whenever you were watching.
However, by the time he was done, you noticed it was pretty late already.
âDamn, Iâm overstaying my welcome by far. Youâre a perfect host,â you chuckled sheepishly, scrambling off the couch to head to his bedroom to change back into your clothes and go home.
âYou can stay as long as you like. I donât mind,â Baekhyun murmured, following in your steps.
âI canât stay in your apartment forever, can I?â You mused, turning to face him.
âCanât you?â He deadpanned, approaching you steadily.
You searched his face in puzzlement, and he didnât stop moving closer until there was less than half an armâs length between your bodies.
âWhat if you do?â He asked softly, backing you into the wardrobe door. âYou wanted oppa to stay with you yesterday. Arenât you going to return the favor?â
He was referring to your drunken ravings, you were sure. Your cheeks heated up, and you swallowed to soothe your dry throat. Baekhyun was so close, and you had to hold yourself back to keep your hands off of him, his messy hair, broad shoulders, and loose sweats.
âI wonder if you only said that because you were inebriated⊠OrâŠâ He trailed off, leaning on the door behind you.
âStopâŠâ You whispered, unable to withstand his slow seduction.
Baekhyun paused, a breath away from your face, and straightened up slightly, allowing more space between you.
â⊠beating around the bush.â You finished, firmer this time, and looked up at him.
There was no need to ask him to do anything. He pressed his lips to yours with zero hesitation, and you were ready to welcome his initiative. Sliding your palms up his arms, you squeezed and hugged his shoulders, using them for balance. Baekhyunâs hands pulled you closer until your body was flat against his, and you could feel the heat of his skin on yours through the fabric of your (actually, his) shirt.
He groaned into the kiss as you slipped one hand under his clothes to trace your fingers from his lower back. The muscles flexed under your touch, and you felt more pressure against your chest. He pushed you into his body firmly, and you couldnât think of anything but how much you wanted this to be skin-to-skin contact.
Baekhyun, as if reading your mind, backed away just to allow you to roll his shirt up and get it off. Your eyes examined his bare waist greedily, memorizing each line and each mole. He interrupted you by occupying your mouth again, and you let him do as he pleased, trailing your palms down his chest. Happy to investigate, you allowed your fingers to wander around everywhere, exploring his beautiful body.
As your hands reached his lower abdomen, however, you were interrupted by the loud ringing of his phone in his pants pocket.
âDamn it.â He cursed under his breath, almost pissed off by the unnecessary pause. âHold that thought.â
He looked at the screen and sighed, seeing that the number was unknown.
âYes, hello?â He responded, voice mildly annoyed.
Someone spoke on the other end, and he frowned.
âWho is this?â
Baekhyun fell silent for a couple seconds and then rolled his eyes.
âHow did you get my number?â
The callerâs voice was faint, but it seemed familiar⊠Was it that woman again?
Suddenly, you were straining your ears to hear what she was saying.
ââŠcouldnât enter, and I brought dinner for us!â
She did what?!
You looked at Baekhyun, who stepped away and turned his back to you.
âIâm not sure why you thought it was a good idea. But I did blacklist you in my apartment complex because you enjoy invading my privacy.â
At least your neighbor didnât want her here; that was a relief. What bothered you was that he was still on the phone with her. In his bedroom, half-naked, and with you on hold. In your mind, this wasnât at all an ideal scenario.
And tonight, you were in the mood to make it known.
So, you crawled into bed and took his shirt off, crumpling it into a ball of fabric and throwing it at his back. Baekhyun turned around, finding the item on the floor and staring at it momentarily. His eyes darted up to discover that you were in his bed, almost fully naked, with just the blanket held up to your chest covering you. His tense expression promptly changed into one of playful anticipation.
âUm- Iâm busy right now. Please go home and donât bother me again. Bye.â
He said the last word with his knee on the bed, and you snatched his phone out of his hand as soon as he ended the call. Picking up exactly where youâd left off, you resumed kissing, only to be interrupted by the buzz of his phone on the pillow again. You growled in irritation.
âLet me block her.â Baekhyun said, kissing your neck while reaching for the device.
But you grabbed it first.
âAre you desperate, or is your hearing impaired? Stop calling him.â
Ending it before she could say anything, you quickly blocked the number, switched the sound off, and got rid of his phone. Turning back, you noticed Baekhyunâs unyielding gaze.
âWhat?â You barked.
âNothing,â he shook his head, seemingly holding back a smile. âIâm just surprised.â
âBy?â
âHow vicious you are when youâre jealous. In a sexy kind of way.â
You huffed, reasoning with him like a five-year-old would.
âIâm not jealous! She canât set foot in the area, and I freaking live next door.â
âRight.â
His teasing tone made you even more determined, so you pushed him down to lie on his back, and got on top.
âWhat do I need to be jealous of? I got you right here.â
âOh yeah, you got me good.â
Spurred on further, you narrowed your eyes at your mildly infuriating neighbor before finding his pants and ripping them off of him. Just to realize that he wasnât wearing anything underneath.
Meanwhile, Baekhyun wasnât at all fazed by your brazen actions. In fact, he was noticeably aroused by them, which you could tell from the way he watched you with half-lidded eyes.
âNow what?â He asked, still lying down comfortably and enjoying the show. âGonna ride me raw?â
âYes.â You shot out without thinking, earning an eyebrow raise from him, and settled on his thighs. âGonna keep mocking me?â
âYes.â He mirrored, long fingers traveling up your thighs to get a good hold of your hips and push you down slightly.
The friction between your bodies made him hiss, the thin and slightly damp fabric of your panties grazing over his bare cock.
âShit, Y/N.â
It was finally your turn to be smug.
âI thought you didnât swear in front of ladies?â
He let out a short laugh, letting you know he was onto you.
âI actually swear a lot,â he admitted, smirking at you as he continued. âWhen Iâm angry, when Iâm surprised⊠When I really wanna fuck Y/N.â
You dragged your hips over his in retaliation, causing him to grunt. His hands made your movements more confident and consistent, and you could feel the glide of his skin with your core as you moved back and forth. It was pleasant, but you knew it would be much better without that last layer between you.
While you were thinking it through, Baekhyunâs eyes were glued to your body. One of his hands reached for your breast to squeeze lightly, testing your sensitivity, and you put your palm on top of it to ensure he wouldnât retract.
âYouâre so⊠soft,â he stated, chest flailing. âDoes it hurt?â
âNo. My breasts arenât overly sensitive to that type of touch. Ow!â You instantly reacted when he pinched you.
âYour nipples seem sensitive to me,â he hummed, tugging you close enough to kiss your exposed nub quickly. âWhat type of touch, though⊠Maybe this?â
A quick lick made you whine, startled by the explosion of warmth in your lower belly. However, Baekhyun quickly caught on to your reactions, so he opted to suck your perky nipple into his mouth to fondle it gently. You shivered, fingers diving into his hair and pulling at the roots.
âMm, Baekhyun-n-â He ignored your cry, tongue still swirling around the tiny area while his eyes studied your face. âGod- damn you.â
He released it slowly, licking his sufficiently wet lips afterward.
âShall I move on to the other one?â He inquired with a ghost of a smile on his face, noting how quickly he was making you disintegrate with simple petting.
âWait!â You pressed on his chest to have him lie back.
The further delay seemed impossible. Reaching down, you quickly moved your panties out of the way and pressed the tip of his fully hard cock to your leaking entrance. Your fingers were instantly slick with your own arousal, and Baekhyun could only groan as he slipped inside you effortlessly. His hips jerked voluntarily, and you yelped at the intense yet welcomed sensation.
âSorry⊠Couldnât help it.â Your loverâs hand patted your thigh apologetically, and you shook your head.
âJust- give me a second,â you muttered, clenching down on him. âItâs been a whileâŠâ
He stroked your thigh up and down for a bit, probably reining his desires in. You could feel the twitch of his length in a tight lock of your walls.
Seeing something in your eyes, Baekhyun moved to sit up with you still in his lap. You met him halfway, finding his lips already waiting for yours. The kiss was deep and slow, accompanied by the caress of his hands on your back and waist. You were so consumed by it that you didnât even notice when your hips started rocking.
But your hunger grew exponentially, and just minutes later the leisured pace couldnât keep you satisfied anymore.
âBaekhyun,â you whined, too overwhelmed and loved-up in your chase after pleasure.
Holding on to his firm shoulders, you threw your head back. He continued pressing kisses into the damp skin of your chest, kneading your ass with one of his hands simultaneously. The position wasnât the most convenient, but the affection you received was worth every strain on your muscles.
âBaekhyun, pleaseâŠâ You sobbed the anticipation building and slipping out of grasp again.
Somehow, he understood what your plea implied. It was time for him to take charge, and you were ready to give him the opportunity to do so.
And it seemed like he was only waiting for the opening.
Your partner was quick to fling you onto the bed. Before you knew it, your panties were on the floor, and he was between your legs, spreading them wider. His first thrust made you whimper with its steadiness and intensity, and so did the second and the third.
âI got you, baby.â His voice seemed lower, void of teasing now and laced with fondness and passion.
âMmh-â You arched your back, thighs quivering in pleasure around his middle.
âFuck,â he swore, enduring your tightness and going hard to bring you to your release as fast as possible. âFuck, Y/N-ieâŠâ
âB-BaekhyunâŠâ You hiccupped while he reached the spots inside you that made your eyes roll backward. âIâm closeâŠâ
Your hand slipped down his sweaty back, and the pounding became so precise that you felt tears prick your eyes.
âMm-baby, you need to come,â Baekhyun growled into your ear, breathing heavily. âYouâre too fucking tight.â
Shrieking as if in pain, you clawed at his shoulder to keep him in place, still teetering on the edge of your release.
âAh- yes, yes,â You cried out as he gave you his all, bottoming out each time, sweat running down his face. âBaekhyun!â
His hold on you became rigid while you writhed through your high. He slowed down and kept jerking his hips forward to allow you to milk every drop of your pleasure until you couldnât take it anymore. Both of your breathing was loud and labored, and it took you some time to be fully reinstated in reality. Slowly, the sensory feedback deciphered, and you noticed how sweaty you were. It was also still slick and swollen between your legs. In fact, you seemed to all be covered in bodily fluids, but that couldnât detract from your level of satisfaction.
âWow,â you heard Baekhyun say from beside you. âI really risked it all for this. Hey, was it worth it?â
You blinked at him several times, brain too slow to catch his meaning.
âYour orgasm,â he added, snorting at your absentmindedness. âI barely managed to pull out on time.â
Smiling weakly at his statement, you licked your dry lips.
âIâm glad you have so much more willpower than meâŠâ You flinched as he wiped his cum off your lower belly before pulling the covers over you.
âWhat willpower? Iâve never had so little.â Baekhyun hummed, moving closer to you and invading your pillow. âI donât have sex without condoms. And I generally last longer, but you almost made me bust a nut before you.â
âOh damn, I feel special,â you chuckled, loving how his fingers caressed your face while brushing your hair back.
âYou are, Y/N-ie,â he murmured, leaning in and kissing you. âI assume round two is for later?â
âLater??â
âIâll give you till morning,â he suggested playfully.
âI need to shower first. And rest.â
âWhy do all that when you can just come again?â
âStop talking like that, or I will marry you.â You fired at him, squirming under the influence of his affectionate touching.
âGreat thinking. Then I wonât have to pull out.â
You gasped, causing him to laugh.
âItâs alright. Weâre only a bit too young to become parents. But you know, my hyung was younger than me when he became a father. That was by accident, though.â He paused for a second. âCome to think of it, Iâm not a big expert on pulling out, so who knows how itâs gonna-â
âBaekhyun?â
âHm?â
âShut up.â
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A/N:Â Okay, here goes!! Just another installment left to finish this mini-series, how are we feeling?? Hehe As usual, big thanks for your messages and comments, I appreciate all of the feedback from you my darlingsđđđ
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The cutest siblings âš
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He is SO adorable this is a crime
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What movie is he from??
hyunjin â stray kids, noeasy thunderous trailer.
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Hyunjin be always aggressively loving the maknae đ„° their sibling energy is strong!
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Stay the Night (m) | BBH [pt.2]
Sequel to: Lost and Found [pt.1]
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Dilf Dad!Baek, Established Relationship, fluff, smut
Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex (itâs either dumb or strategic), mommy and daddy going at it ©, creampie, a sprinkle of body insecurity?
Word Count: ~3.2k
Summary: Itâs been a few months since Baekhyun bumped into you in daycare. Your life has changed dramatically since then, and while introducing a second parent to your son was no easy task, the relationship between you and his father also remained⊠unsettled. So far.
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Authorâs Note: Hi darlings!! Iâve been going through some rough time lately, and it seems like itâs gonna last a few weeks (months?) at least. But I didnât want to disappear since I got many things planned. So, as promised, this story is getting a continuation, and itâs great timing (to celebrate the 400 followers milestone) đ Tbh this was written around the time I posted pt.1 (if not before thatâŠ), so I hope youâre still waiting for the update~ Get a playful parent!Baek, who can charm the hell out of anyone. Especially when they are already weak for him đ· Please enjoy this part and let me know what you think! Also, I strongly suggest that you read Lost and Found before this, itâs pretty short anyways:)
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It always made you wonder where kids get all that energy from.
You even questioned this now, while putting the dishes away to the dishwasher. The machine was a big help since cooking for these two was already an exhausting enough job (on top of your actual job!), and washing the dishes would just leave you with zero time to breathe. Despite being extremely stubborn, you were thankful for everything Baekhyun had done for you in the past months. Most of it was through coercion, of course; he knew you wouldnât just pick up and move in with him âjust becauseâ.
Just because he owned a fancy apartment at a fancy Seoul location, for instance. That was times and times larger than the one you stayed at with Hyunwoo.
Baekhyun found a way to insist on the move â his son needed to live nearby for him to be able to see him often. And if you werenât ready to move in with him, then he could find a nice apartment for you. That was a more or less reasonable request. He knew you couldnât say no to him wanting his son to be close by, and at this point there was no way you could afford renting such a place.
âYou know how busy I am, and I already missed the first two years of his life. I want to spend as much time with him as I can, Y/N-ah,â Baekhyun whispered, leaning in to kiss the top of his sonâs head while the boy was snoozing in your arms. âHeâs the most precious gift Iâve ever received.â
His sparkling eyes gave you goosebumps. The more hours he spent with you, especially saying things like that, the needier you seemed to become. You prayed that he didnât notice how easy it was to get you all hot and bothered. But that time he only mouthed âthank youâ and pressed his lips to your forehead innocently.
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Haha agreed. Baek is 100% certified to have cute babies irl haha
Lost and Found | BBH [pt.1]
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Continued in:Â Stay the Night (m) [pt.2]
Fluff, angst, newdad!Baek, falling out, exes to ???, sfw  future smut? not in this one tho
Warnings: they have a history, thereâs a cute baby involved (I promise I have fics without babies too lol), a brief mention of the OC having a non-Asian appearance
Word Count: ~3.3k
Summary: Baekhyun bumps into you while dropping his friendâs niece off in daycare. Itâs been almost three years since youâd disappeared, so you definitely have a lot to catch up on. Especially because your carefully maintained secret is now outâŠ
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Authorâs Note: Finally!! Button pressed! Itâs out! Thank you guys for being patient, my life has been a mess lately (and getting worse by the day), so I was too stressed to finish anything. But hopefully Iâll be able to post more soon^^ This one is my second sfw, I think, so I hope more audiences can enjoy it! With this fic I wanted to tell a complicated story without really laying it all out. I hope it doesnât feel too rushed. There will be a continuation if you guys are interested (I know I was curious to peek into their future relationshipâŠ), so as always keep me posted! Your messages always cheer me up, so⊠loveđđđ
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Was tumblr not showing this in tags?? What a bitch indeed. But Iâm glad you found it in the end đ
Boy Next Door (m) Ch.1 | BBH
Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader
Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut
Warnings [whole story]: Baek being the neighbor weâre all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex
Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 4.5k (pt.1)
Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be⊠a perfect match?
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Chapter Masterlist [ongoing]: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)
Authorâs note: This has taken me so, SO long to write and edit that I cannot believe the time has come to post it lmao I just wanted to write something simple with the classic boy-next-door vibe but as usual, the story ended up being much longer than planned and I am going to post it as a mini-series. Please keep in mind that your feedback is what motivates me to write and post more <3 And biiig thanks to the lovely @beomcoups for taking on the beta duties on this whole story~
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PART 1
In the lobby or on your floor â those were the two locations where youâd been bumping into Baekhyun most often. Which wasnât that strange, considering that you were neighbors. But it somehow always caught you off guard and left you flustered.
Just like the first time.
It happened almost a year ago when you were waiting for the elevator on the first floor of your building with your best friend Yuki, who came early to help you with preparations. A guy in a loose white dress shirt and jeans stepped into the elevator with you, politely greeting you before pressing his floor number.
âOh, you live on the 13th as well? So, you and our Y/N are neighbors!â Yuki exclaimed.
âNice to meet you,â you muttered and bowed, shy from the sudden introduction. He reciprocated, chocolate hair falling into his eyes charmingly.
âYou should come to her housewarming party! Itâs in a couple hours,â Yuki chimed in again. âYou donât need to bring anything, itâs just a small thing with a couple friends and neighbors. Weâre making sure Y/N-ie settles in nicely here. So please come, we have tons of food!â
If anyone could ever say no to your friend⊠Well, you had never met such a person. You guessed that Baekhyun was simply too stunned by her enthusiasm, so he said heâd swing by for sure. In a way, you were thankful that sheâd asked him â youâd have never had the guts to invite someone like that; especially not anyone as good-looking and cool as Baekhyun.
You regretted letting your bestie invite him the following evening when your party was in full swing for several hours. Most of the food was devoured, so now you were all drinking, crunching on snacks, and conversing; or trying to while jumping from one topic to another.
âI wish we could gather more often. We all like to hang out with you, you know?â
As always, Yuki nagged at you for being too âstay-at-homeâ of a friend.
âI like to hang out too. But home is home. You know parties arenât really my⊠favorite pastime.â
âWhat is your favorite pastime, lying in bed cuddling your blanket?â Chanyeol joked insensitively.
He shouldâve known better since you were the most troubled in your group of friends regarding relationships. It was super tough for you to find a match, even when you made an effort to get out of the house and meet new people, mostly because of your history of failed relationships where your partners gained interest in someone else. It seemed like you were too plain to hold someoneâs attention for long. So, youâd been âthat single friendâ for several lonely years now. And at this time, you were actually in the very beginning of a new, promising relationship. You were still pretty insecure about it; thus, Yeolâs comment really did make you flinch. He was drunk, so that was understandable, but you still sulked at his words, mainly because they were true.
âHey, it doesnât have to be a blanket.â You frowned, pressing the straw to your lips in frustration.
âIâm kinda sad that guy youâve been talking to couldnât come,â Yuki interjected. âI wanted to find out what heâs like.â
âMinho had work-related travel, so heâs resting up.â You shrugged, sipping your drink timidly.
âIâm sure the guy made this excuse just to avoid meeting your friends. How long have you known him for, like, two days?â Chanyeol interjected.
âItâs been a few weeks, actually,â you corrected, and Hoseok, Yukiâs boyfriend, muttered a reproaching âhyungâ in his direction.
âGosh, youâre really this stupid while drunk,â Yuki shook her head disapprovingly at your friend, who simply shrugged.
Baekhyun was pretty silent during the latest exchange, so when you briefly made eye contact, it reminded you that he could also hear all of that chatter. Which made you want to choke on your drink from humiliation. Thankfully, one of your friends still had some tact left that night, so they quickly changed the direction of the conversation. Still⊠youâd been mortified for weeks after the event, doing your best to avoid bumping into Baekhyun when leaving for work.
***
The next time you met, Baekhyun was also in the lobby of your apartment building. And once again, before a gathering at your place. Just days prior you had lost it and left your resignation letter at your boss's desk. Working such long hours under the constant pressure of absolutely unrealistic deadlines was taking its toll on you for sure. But when you found out they promoted a person, who was obviously less experienced and capable than you in working (but more capable in flirting with your manager), instead of you⊠It became the last straw.
Baekhyun appeared right on time as you struggled to push the elevator button with a whole case of beer in your hands.
âY/N,â you heard his velvety voice call. âNice to see you.â
âOh- Hi, Baekhyun.â You greeted awkwardly, puffing from the weight you had to balance.
âLet me help you with that?â His suggestion sounded like a question, yet he instantly scooped the case from your hands.
âYou donât need- thank you,â you said, and he shook his head to indicate that it wasnât a big deal.
âSo⊠having a party again?â He asked as the elevator doors closed.
âI wouldnât call it a party,â you hummed, looking at your feet. âI kinda had to quit my horrible job of 4 years, so my friends are making me celebrate it. Not that becoming unemployed calls for a celebrationâŠâ
You trailed off, not wanting to be a nuisance to your neighbor. He was just making small talk.
âIâm sorry to hear that. Are you taking a break now or looking for something else?â
âIâll start looking next week. Itâs Friday, my friends are coming⊠So Iâll try to just clear my mind and rest for one full weekend before I start stressing about a new job. Hopefully, my friends wouldnât talk my ear off about it â thatâs what the beerâs for. My little trick,â you chuckled sheepishly.
âArenât your friends supposed to treat you in this situation?â Baekhyun huffed, shaking his head to rearrange his hair and better see you.
âThey should⊠bring more alcohol with them, I think. I couldnât have them over for nothing, though.â
The doors opened after a robotic voice announced your floor.
âWell, anyhow. Thanks a lot for your help!â You tried taking the beer from Baekhyun, but he didnât let you.
âOpen the door first; you canât do it while holding this.â
âRight. Thanks,â you fussed, pressing your password in.
Baekhyun quickly placed the case on the floor of your hallway.
âYou should come!â You blurted out, instantly getting flustered. âIf you want.â
âI might drop by if Iâm free,â he smiled softly. âMy family wanted to have a video call later. That may take long.â
âOf course. Have fun!â You nodded, beating yourself up in your mind for being so weird suddenly.
âYou have fun,â he chuckled, stepping towards his apartment. âOh, and Y/N?â
Looking up at him as he called your name, you were met with his warm yet serious eyes.
âIf you need anything⊠You know where to find me.â
That made you strangely sentimental.
âT-thank you.â
He sent you a message later on and let you know he couldnât make it to your party. But in a way, he was there â on your mind.
***
It was about three weeks after youâd broken things off with Minho. If you could even consider it one, the relationship wasnât long, only a couple months. At first, you thought it could be something, realizing later that it was only wishful thinking. There was no way the two of you could make it work; you were just not compatible with each other. The more you got to know him, the more you were reassured of that. Your life goals were different, your outlook on relationships was different⊠even your ideas of quality time with a significant other didnât match. This time, the initial infatuation wore off rather quickly â probably because you didnât go out of your way to appease him. You knew it was probably for the better. Pretty much all of your relationships ended the same way, with your boyfriends telling you they found someone else. Someone⊠more exciting.
This was the case for your first relationship halfway in your first year of university.
âIâm sorry, Y/N. I just donât feel the spark, you know? Youâre so⊠domestic,â your then-boyfriend said in his breakup speech. âIâm young, I want to experience stuff, be bold, and have fun. And there are people that I can do this with, whoâll also enjoy it.â
It repeated less than two years later when youâd barely worked up the courage to try and start something with another person. When it happened the third time, you decided you werenât really made for relationships. It was ironic since you always wanted to be in one. You were very affectionate and were keen on taking care of people. Yes, you werenât that into big gatherings and parties, and maybe it was a little too difficult to drag you anywhere when you were stressing about the upcoming tests and stuff⊠But you werenât completely closed off! Even with those limitations, you were very sociable and had many friends. Was it so bad that you didnât say yes to every suggestion? Did your inclination to stay at home and have cozy dates instead of outdoorsy stuff make you a non-relationship material? It seemed like every time someone else appeared, your boyfriends easily decided to move on.
And even though you werenât in love with Minho, this breakup still made you sour. What made this particular day suck was that youâd found out that he was already in a new relationship; happily broadcasting it everywhere.
You werenât jealous of him for being with someone else. You envied him for being able to find another partner in mere days after you parted ways, while for you, it felt like youâd never find or be able to retain anyone. Ever. Never ever.
âEarth to Y/N!â You jumped from someoneâs voice ringing in your ears.
Looking up, you saw that the elevator doors were held open by your dashing neighbor, who was staring directly at you.
âSorry, I spaced out,â you quickly entered. âHi.â
âHey,â Baekhyun smiled, pressing the button for your floor. âIs everything okay?â
âUm, yeah. No. I mean-â You sighed. âIâm just a bit out of sorts.â
âTrouble at work?â
âNo, my new job is great. A huge improvement on the previous one. Itâs just⊠everything else is not nearly as great?â
Yeah, because you pushed yourself to get back on the market to finally not be alone, and here you were. Back to square one.The sniffling you produced startled even your own self.
âOh god, Iâm sorry.â
âItâs okay. Thereâs nothing to be sorry about,â he replied, his voice gentle. âDo you want to talk?â
âOh no, I wouldnât dream about boring you with my stupid problems.â
âIâm sure they arenât stupid,â he said. âAnd I have ice cream. Almost any flavor you could think of.â
You looked at him silently, and he smiled again reassuringly.
âItâs not mandatory for you to tell me anything. But I can treat my favorite neighbor with some ice cream, can I not?â
âAm I your favorite just because you donât know anyone else?â You snickered gawkily.
âNo. Not just-â
He was interrupted by the usual announcement of your floor.
âSo, what do you think? You can change first and then come, no hurry. Iâm free tonight.â
You puckered your lips, genuinely intrigued by his offer. Ice cream sounded perfect right about now. Although agreeing just because of the promised treats was pretty childish, you couldnât help but be seduced by his suggestion. So, you gave him a shy nod.
âOkay. Throw on something comfy and come over.â
You entered your respective apartments, and only after the door behind you locked⊠you realized that your heart was racing.
âDamn you, Y/N, why did you agree to do this??â You whined, catching a glimpse of your scrunched-up face in the mirror.
Fishing your phone out of your handbag quickly, you messaged Yuki.
You | I fucked up, Yu!!
You | Idk what to do nowâŠ. ă
ă
Ki-yaah | What happened?? Did you like a pic on Minhoâs new gfâs SNS??
Ki-yaah | Iâm so dumb for telling you about this⊠Iâm so sorry Y/N ă
ă
You | No, not that
You | Who cares about Minho and his girlfriend??
You | I mean, I was a bit salty about this⊠But I met Baekhyun again!
Ki-yaah | Baekhyun? Your cute as fuck neighbor Baekhyun??
You | No
You | Yes?
You | My neighbor Baekhyun. I blurted out that I wasnât in the greatest mood, and he invited me to his place for ice cream!
Ki-yaah | WHAT
Ki-yaah | YAH
Ki-yaah | THAT SLEEK BASTARD
Ki-yaah | I hope youâre texting me from his couch
Ki-yaah | Or kitchen counter
Ki-yaah | Or wherever you kids decide to do it
A bunch of obscene emojis appeared on your screen, making you blush on the spot.
You | Do it?? Weâre not doing anything. Iâm home!
Ki-yaah | So, youâve already done it?? HOW WAS IT??
Ki-yaah | Waaah, youâre quick these days, Y/N-ah! Finally, youâre learning your lessons
Ki-yaah | I hope you wrapped it up though
Ki-yaah | I wouldnât blame you if you skipped it, though, I can imagine how starved you are on good sex.. Still, safety first!
Ki-yaah | Wait, so was he?? Any good??
Ki-yaah | Youâre silent!
She typed so fast that you didnât even have a second to write back, mostly from shock â your friend wasnât always this shameless, actually.
Then she started calling.
âYah, why arenât you spilling the beans?? Too worn out to type, bestie?â She smirked on the phone, making you cringe.
âBecause thereâs nothing to spill! I havenât even gone over yet.â
There was a second of silence.
â⊠What?!â
âI have to change; I just came from work, you know? My makeup needs fixing tooâŠâ
Your phone instantly started vibrating as a video call request came in, which you begrudgingly accepted.
âDamn, you canât go like this. Itâs not seductive at all!â She exclaimed.
âIâm not going over to seduce anyone! And he told me to wear something comfyâŠâ
âWhat?? Hm, actuallyâŠâ She tapped her index finger on her chin, deep in thought. âHe does look like the type to be into that.â
âI-into what?â
âCute girls! I told you already, he was probably crushing on you since the time he came to your housewarming party!â
âPfft, thatâs ridiculous. And donât bring up him allegedly glaring at Yeol for his stupid comments again, I beg of you!â
âAlright. But heâs always so nice to you! Oh-Em-Gee, youâd look so cute together,â she squealed.
âI donât have time for this. I canât have him waiting for much longer, and I need to showerâŠâ
âYes! And remove your makeup while youâre at it.â
âHuh?? If I redo my makeup⊠isnât it gonna look strange? Like Iâm trying too hard?â
âYou wonât have to redo it. Youâll have only very basic nude makeup on. Looking all natural and cute.â
âI swear, if you say âcuteâ one more time-â
âCanât a girl dream?? I can already imagine how cute your children would beâŠâ Your friend kept musing.
âIâm hanging up.â
âYah, take this seriously. Clean up nicely, and let your hair down. Also, shave your-â
âYuki!!â
âYou never know!! One second, heâs licking ice cream off his spoon; the other, heâs l-â
Quickly tapping on your phone screen, you canceled this embarrassing call. The vivid images didnât leave your mind as fast, though, so you shivered, shaking your head to get rid of the obscenities.
âSheâs a bad influence, for sure,â you muttered, still ashamed of yourself for imagining your neighbor in such a context.
The time was ticking, so you decided that Yuki was somewhat right and needed to clean up. You also needed to hurry the heck up; you didnât want to make Baekhyun wait too long. Thirty minutes later, you were in front of his door.
âCome in, come in,â he ushered you inside, having you change your footwear for the pink house slippers.
Why did he have those again?
âCute, right? I ordered them for my niece and got the size completely wrong, but they fit you perfectly. I guess I wasnât wrong after all.â
He looked at your feet for another second before blinking and clearing his throat.
âLetâs not waste any more time, everythingâs ready. Come on!â
Everything? Did he prepare a whole reception?
You took a good look at the back of his head as he walked you to his kitchen, noticing that his hair was slightly wet. Did he also shower? You swallowed at the thought. He probably didnât invest as much time into the preparations as you did, though. You blamed your best friend for the inappropriate thought she planted in your head!
âHere, take a look.â
He opened his freezer, and you gasped.
There was an entire collection of ice cream. Cones, popsicles, buckets⊠All different flavors and manufacturers.
âI see youâre impressed,â he smirked. âI have a niece and a nephew, you know? Kids arenât easy to please these days.â
âCanât deny that I am. How many do you have here?â
âNo idea⊠I just keep buying them. Which oneâs to your liking? You can try different ones. Iâm in the mood for mint choco and lemon.â
âThose are my favorites!â You jumped up like a kid.
âReally? Both?â
âYeah! I havenât seen a lemon ice cream anywhere, only sorbets! Where did you find it?â You closed the freezer as he got the two buckets out.
Baekhyun suddenly seemed pleased with himself.
âYou think I give away trade secrets just like thatâŠâ He replied mysteriously.
âI wanna buy some too,â you pouted, circling around him while he took the lids off. âIf you donât tell me⊠Iâll eat all of yours!â
âHa, go ahead. Thereâs more where that came from,â he teased right back, hovering slightly over you.
Lowering your gaze to avoid staring directly at him, you noticed something.
âWhatâs this?â
Baekhyun turned back to the counter.
âAh, this old thing? You know how ice cream scoops are sold in paper cups or cones? This thing,â he picked it up. âIs to make those. Watch.â
He dipped the instrument in water and shook it slightly, then scooped the mint ice cream, creating a smooth green ball with tiny pieces of chocolate adding to its hue.
âCool,â you muttered, genuinely finding that fascinating.
âRight? Itâs awesome!â
âLet me guess: the kids donât appreciate it enough?â You asked.
âThose little- Here, you try with lemon.â He pressed on a small lever and dropped the green globe into a bowl.
You shook your head.
âIâll mess it up; you do it.â
âCome on, Y/N. You canât mess it up; itâs just ice cream.â
âJust ice cream? You donât deserve to know the secret selling spots for this!â
He snorted, moving to the side to give you more space to try and repeat his previous actions.
You dipped it in water like he did and shook it before moving the lemon ice cream bucket closer. Spending about twenty seconds taking aim, you huffed.
âI canât do it! Yours is so round and pretty; I am not that professional.â
âIâll help,â he chuckled at your meltdown, holding your wrist and softly pressing down on your hand to guide it. âScoop it this way to make it full and round.â
You did as you were told, yet your mind was far away from the scooping technique. The entire focus of your being was now set on the unprecedented proximity you were in. He held your hand, his chest so close to your shoulder that you could feel the heat radiating off him. When you dropped a yellow ball of lemon ice cream into the bowl, you could only pray that he didnât notice the goosebumps littering your arms.
âSee? Yours is even better-shaped than mine,â he hummed close to your ear.
âY-yeah.â
As if sensing your perturbation, Baekhyun suddenly stepped back.
âTrying just two flavors is a waste of an evening. Letâs get more.â
Ten minutes later, you were sitting in his living room at the small table in front of his couch. The bowl with at least a dozen different ice creams sat atop another one, which was filled with ice.
âNo one likes melted goo, right?â Baekhyun chuckled while constructing this mobile freezer.
You tried all of them one by one, gushing about each flavor.
âThe grape one isnât tickling my fancy,â he said, nudging the oddly-colored glob away.
âReally?â You reached for it with your spoon.
âDonât even try it. Thatâs bad,â he scrunched his nose. âI can taste every chemical they used to make this grape flavor.â
You laughed, trying it despite his protests.
âIt tastes like⊠very cheap jelly,â you said.
âExactly! Such a strange texture. Hmm, I shall look for a better option then. My nephew Siwoo loves grapes.â
You smiled at his concern for his youngest family memberâs preferences.
âYour nephews must be the happiest kids in town with an uncle like that,â you murmured, stealing a bite from the rest of the lemon ball that he subtly nudged your way earlier.
âTheyâre pretty lucky, arenât they?â He agreed easily, earning a snicker from you.
As you savored the last of the lemon flavor on your tongue, he leaned in, eyes focused on your lips.
âYou eat just like Siwoo,â he instinctively wiped your lower lip with his thumb.
Looking up at him, you caught the moment he realized what he was doing and retreated.
âSorry,â he muttered awkwardly. âItâs a habit.â
Pressing your finger to your lower lip, which was now burning, you shook your head neutrally.
âItâs okay. You must spend a lot of time with them,â you scooped more in your spoon to somehow soothe the burn on your lips.
âNot as much as Iâd like. Most of the time, our schedules donât match up, especially with them living in a different city. I try to have them over or visit them as much as possible.â
Baekhyunâs voice became warmer as he reminisced.
âI get scolded by hyung a lot for spoiling them. But what can I do? At least theyâll have those pleasant memories and presents to remember me by while weâre apart.â
âAre they close in age?â
âAbout four years apart. Seoyul is pretty grown already; I canât believe her little brother is going to school soon as well.â He smiled, remembering something. âWhen she started her first grade, he was so upset. He cried every time she left the house.â
âAw, thatâs so cute,â you cooed. âSo theyâre getting along well?â
âYeah, apart from the occasional bickering. Siwoo is⊠a boy.â
âA little daredevil?â
âHeâs driving his noona insane sometimes. To be honest, I was exactly the same at his age. Weâre both lucky to have siblings several years older.â
âAh, so your hyung is much older than you?â
âSeven years. He was almost like a father,â Baekhyun chuckled. âBut had he been even a couple of years younger⊠Pretty sure he wouldâve given me a piece of his mind back then.â
âI wouldnât ever imagine that you were a maknae of your family.â
âWhy? I had so much aegyo as a child! Yes, my mom had to exercise lots of patience, but I was cute as hell.â
âIâm sure thatâs how it was,â you hummed.
âIâm still in the top-3 cutest of our family list. Might even be cuter than Seoyul at times; sheâs way too serious these days.â
âWow, going over your nephewsâ heads after the title⊠How mature of you.â
âHey, donât blame me for being extremely cute.â
âShow me some aegyo then,â you challenged him with a smile.
âHuh, you wish. Youâre not ready for my aegyo, Y/N-ie.â He responded sassily.
âIs that so?â You smirked, holding his gaze up until the chime of your phone provided an interruption.
Your bestie found a great time to pry into your business, which was evident from the message previews on the screen.
Ki-yaah | Youâre not texting me backâŠ
Ki-yaah | Which either means that you chickened outâŠ
Ki-yaah | âŠor his stamina is REALLY freaking impressive
Ki-yaah | Which one is it??? I hope itâs the latter!
You inhaled sharply and started coughing, barely managing to swipe those messages off the screen before Baekhyun could see them.
âAre you okay?â He patted you on the back to help you overcome your coughing fit.
âYeah, Iâm fine. I didnât realize it was so late⊠It was so rude of me to keep you up. Let me help you clean this up.â
âLeave it,â he shook his head, catching you by the wrist. âIâll put this away later.â
âIâll⊠get going then,â you stood so abruptly that your legs couldnât keep up with you, completely numb from being in the same position for so long.
âY/N!â Baekhyun rose to catch you by the arms. âTake a second, sit on the couch. Your legs mustâve fallen asleep.â
You swatted at your legs with your palms, urging the blood flow to restore quicker.
âSorryâŠâ
âWhy are you sorry? Iâm not in a hurry to get rid of you.â He stated simply.
âItâs just so late⊠and⊠you must have stuff to do.â
âNope. I actually had fun. I rarely get to sit around at home munching on ice cream and enjoying another grownupâs company.â
You bit your lip shyly at his words, and he suddenly tsked.
âAlthough I feel like we were mostly talking about me. Thatâs a shame. I want to hear about you as well,â Baekhyun mused, walking you to the door. âWell, letâs save it for next time.â
Next time, he said.
Next time??
You turned your back on him to conceal the shade of your cheeks and pretended to fidget with the doorknob.
âLet me,â he reached over you, pressing his warm chest to your back for a second to unlock the door.
But before you could step outside, his fingers wrapped around your forearm in a lax hold.
âAnd Y/N⊠If you ever find yourself craving some lemon ice cream⊠Iâm ready to provide it.â
With that, he pushed the door open and allowed you to leave his apartment.
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A/N:Â Thank you for reading! Another BBH mini-series started đ« I hope you enjoyed part 1~ Pls let me know what you think via comments, asks and reblogs, my darlings đ Also, I am very curious if you are picturing anyone in particular as Hoseok hehe đ
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