Falling Chap. 3 : Eight Years of Love

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Falling

Pairing: Chanbaek

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst, Smut

Length: Series

Summary: Baekhyun is sure he is falling. Falling into the deepest pit of darkness. But there is a new source of light; one that makes him feels safe. He finds himself falling again and this time, it’s for another reason.














Chapter 3



Baekhyun whines lowly under his breath because the place is so beautiful and it screams expensive. He is led to the room which will be his room for as long as he stays here.

Right. He has officially moved into Park Chanyeol’s expensive house.

He rejects it at first, of course. He keeps on rejecting it.

But Park Chanyeol just has to be Park Chanyeol and he knows how to talk and seal the deal with investors, and maybe that’s why Baekhyun finds himself not being able to refuse and gaps like a goldfish in an aquarium.



“Do you like it? Should I change something? You could just tell me.” Chanyeol speaks from behind, making him jolts in surprise. He still couldn’t believe that he gets so much closer over less than a week with someone he used to know a bit from his college life.

“No, no, no!” Baekhyun shakes his head and then bowing repeatedly. “This is more than enough! I could never pay you back for everything!”

Chanyeol chuckles lowly and the sound sends shiver down Baekhyun’s spine; god, his voice.

“Please. I really want to help you. Don’t ever think of paying this back, I’m not doing this so you would be in debt with me, no.” He says while sitting down onto the bed, grazing his hands on Baekhyun’s hand bag on top of it.

Baekhyun chews on his lip; what have he done to deserve this kind of help? Did he save a nation in his previous life?

“Anyway,” Chanyeol speaks again, with a wide smile still on his lips, “my room is just across yours, so if you need any help, don’t be hesitant to call me up.”

“A-Alright.”

“Now, let’s get downstairs. I’m sure the chefs have prepared dinner for us.”

Baekhyun wails mentally. Chefs?!

Chanyeol smiles at him, guiding him with a hand over his lower back and Baekhyun silently walks by his side. They get down the stairs and Baekhyun could already smell the nice expensive food from here. He shudders; this is really not his life.

The lunch they are having is spent in silence and Baekhyun keeps fidgeting on his seat. The dishes are so extravagant and it’s weird to have maids and butlers standing beside you when you are having a meal.

Chanyeol might have sensed his discomfort and he orders the maids and butlers to leave them alone.

“I’m sorry. You should have told me that they are making you uncomfortable.”

Baekhyun almost chokes onto the lobster he is chewing. “No, no! It’s fine, I just, this is, so, I mean, out of, no, um—”

He whines lowly when Chanyeol is laughing at him. He is embarrassing himself.

“I know, it’s fine. You are cute when you are blabbering. Let’s finish the dinner and we could sit and talk. I’m sure you have a lot to ask to me.”







After the dinner, they wash up and Baekhyun, now clad in his comfy pajamas, sits on the couch in the spacious living room while waiting for the house owner to come and join him.

Chanyeol comes not too long after, followed by a maid holding onto a tray filled with two cups of warm tea.

“Now, where should we start?” He asks gently and Baekhyun gulps.

“I’m… sorry, but this has been bugging me for days. How did I end up in the hospital?”

Oh, sweet, sweet Baekhyun; Chanyeol thinks in his mind.

“I was inspecting the company when I saw you standing by the top of the building. I saw that you are someone very familiar to me and I just had to help you.”

Baekhyun fiddles with the small cushion on the couch. He understands that Chanyeol is someone kind-hearted and he could get away without helping people around him, but the real question is:

“Why? Why did you help me?”

Chanyeol smiles amusedly at him. The puppy is so cute.

“Do you remember me, Baekhyun?”

“Of course, I do. You were—”

“Park Chanyeol, the nerd.” The taller male cuts him. Baekhyun blinks, not expecting it. “Yes, they called you that before.” He mutters lowly, unable to banter because it was real. People did call Chanyeol like that before; but why would he bring it up now?

“I did act like a nerd,” Chanyeol says with a smile while sipping onto the chamomile tea, “and no one wanted to talk to me. No one, except you.”

It takes a few seconds for Baekhyun to understand what he has just said.

“Me?” Baekhyun gapes while pointing to himself.

“Yes. You. My dearest Byun Baekhyun, you are the only one.” He leans close to him while smiling, chuckling gently along the way.

Baekhyun feels his cheeks burn by the term of possession and he glances away. He could still feel Chanyeol’s warm steady breath hitting the side of his cheek and it’s embarrassing to admit that he kinds of like the feeling.

“W-What do you mean?” He croaks out shyly.

Chanyeol grins. “I remember everything, Baekhyun. I could never forget it. You were the only one talking to me and you didn’t even mind it at all. I wondered before why would you talked to some nerd like me but I guess, you were different from all those people. You are you and because of that, I started to grow feelings for you.”

Baekhyun tilts his head questioningly. Chanyeol holds back himself from kissing the day light out of him.

“Let’s just say that, I have been having feelings for you.”

The way he says it is too casual and comfortable and it makes Baekhyun shrieks in embarrassment.

“W-W-What?” He stutters loudly, face red in embarrassment.

Chanyeol laughs. God dammit, his Baekhyun is so adorable.

“Yes,” he starts again, gently playing with Baekhyun’s stray hair before caressing his head, “I have always in love with you, ever since before you talked to me. Can you believe it?”

He could see Baekhyun’s lips tremble in surprise, before muttering disbelief, “No!”

“Of course you don’t,” Chanyeol muses, ruffling his hair softly. Baekhyun shudders at the gentleness.

“But it’s true. You have stolen my heart from eight years ago.”





Thump. Thump. Thump.

He knows that he is always weak with someone kind and handsome and someone who is sweet to him, but Baekhyun couldn’t understand that this man in front of him, yes, the one who had saved his life is capable to turn him into a puddle of goo and make him wants to curl under the blanket and giggle until he couldn’t do any longer.

It’s scary; not the bad kind of scary, but more like the scary feeling because Baekhyun has felt like he is touched by his words.



Baekhyun stares into those brown eyes and it scares him, really, because he could see the sincerity in them. Chanyeol is telling him that he is in love with him and it surprises him, of course. He just couldn’t believe that someone who he barely talked to in his college life is confessing that he is in love. Moreover to someone like Baekhyun. Someone who is not interesting, short, dull, and… just nothing.





“But… why me?”

It’s a very first question Baekhyun could utter after recovering from shock. It’s not every day someone comes up to you and tells you that they love you.





Chanyeol smiles.

“I don’t know. My heart couldn’t choose who to love.”

Baekhyun could feel his heart thumps out of control, pumping blood all over his body, and mostly to his face. This is embarrassing but he kinds of like it.





“I’m no one and I don’t know you really well.” He tries to reason even though there is a voice inside his head telling him to stop talking and enjoy being loved by someone.

Chanyeol smiles again, wider this time that he could see Baekhyun’s resolve breaking down and he could see the slight gap to enter his heart.

“I know that fact a little too well,” he laughs, “but I will make sure you know me as much as I know about you.”

“How much- how much do you know about me?” Baekhyun asks softly, voice quivering because he doesn’t know really on how wide Chanyeol’s knowledge about him. What if he backed away when he knows that the Baekhyun now is far different from the Baekhyun he likes in the college?

“I know everything about you, Byun Baekhyun.” Chanyeol says, pinching his button-like nose playfully. Baekhyun yelps, covering his nose with his palms when Chanyeol withdraws his hand. The taller male laughs at his act, “God, you are so cute, Baekhyun.”

His words make the shorter male’s heart beats fast again and he mentally whines because he is so easily swayed with sweet words. Chanyeol knows how to use his charm and Baekhyun knows it but he doesn’t back away from being charmed by him. He is hooked, he knows it.



“Baekhyun, would you give me a chance?” He asks out of the blue, holding onto his hand gently.

Baekhyun parts his mouth yet no word could escape him. His face is red, he is overwhelmed by the sudden confession and he just couldn’t- wouldn’t- refuse Chanyeol. He doesn’t know how to say no to him, he wonders why.

“But I,” he gulps, trying to keep his gaze on him even though all he wants to do is to glance away from his intense stare, “I haven’t had any… feelings for you, but –”

“No, it’s okay,” Chanyeol could see the troubled look in his face and he likes it. He likes the way Baekhyun tries to find a good word to not hurt his feeling. He knows Baekhyun doesn’t have a feeling for him… yet, but he will make sure to change it.

“I could wait, love.” He mutters, lifting Baekhyun’s hand up and plants a kiss against the back of his hand.



Baekhyun wants to cry from the intensity of the feelings Chanyeol pours onto him and he could only whimper in embarrassment.

The taller male chuckles softly.

“Do you have any other question for me?” He urges him to continue and Baekhyun bends his head down to hide his red face, shaking his head no.

Chanyeol smiles. “Now it’s my turn to question you.”

Baekhyun doesn’t say anything and he takes that as a cue to continue.

“Why would you try to kill yourself?”



Shit.

Baekhyun squeezes his eyes shut because this is the question he is trying to avoid.

He doesn’t know the answer. He loses his mind at that day and honestly, he is glad that Chanyeol has saved him.

“I… don’t know,” he gulps, shaking his head slightly.

“It’s alright, we don’t have to talk about it if it made you uncomfortable.” Chanyeol reassures him, rubbing his thumb over his hand. Baekhyun shakes his head again, “No, I… I want to talk about it. It’s been… bugging my mind, too, so, um, shoot another one.”

“I’m sorry but I have to tell you that I did a background research on you, Baekhyun.” He says and his lips curl into a smile at the way Baekhyun scrunches up his nose like a puppy.

“You are like a stalker.”

“I did stalk you before.”

Baekhyun gasps. “No way!”

“Yes way,” Chanyeol laughs, pinching his nose again. It earns a whining sound from the other and Chanyeol takes a deep breath; how does it feel to kiss him?

“I found out,” he continues, “that you lost your parents. I’m sorry to hear that.”

Baekhyun’s face turns sad and Chanyeol mentally curses himself for taking away that smile.

“Yeah, it was… too sudden, but, well,”

“I’m sorry for bringing it up. Please forgive me.”

“No,” Baekhyun shakes his head, “it’s fine. People bound to ask anyway.”

Chanyeol gazes at him solemnly, “And also, about you losing the job, I should apologize about that, too.”

At this, Baekhyun blinks his eyes questioningly. “Why would you apologize for it? It’s not your fault that I lost my job.”

“It’s kind of my fault. I bought the company.”

Baekhyun has his puppy eyes opened so wide that Chanyeol would have coo at how cute he is if they were not in this situation.

“You bought the company?!”

“Yes, I did.”

“How- what- why- but- what’s, what’s your job?!” He stutters before wailing as if he was hyperventilating.

Chanyeol couldn’t help but chuckles at him. “I’m the CEO of Park Corporation.”

Baekhyun takes deep breaths a few times and holds the side of his head. “Okay, I’m out of here.” He murmurs, standing up and acting like he is about to walk away. The taller male laughs at his response and he easily grabs his wrist and pulls him down again, ignoring the small yelp from Baekhyun when he ends up toppling over his lap.

“Does it shock you?” He asks amusedly.

“Are you kidding me, Chanyeol? This is so unbelievable, oh my God, should I call you Mr. Park then?” He panics.

“No. Please don’t treat me any different. You will make me sad, Baekhyun.”

One look at Chanyeol’s eyes, Baekhyun finds himself curling into a ball and pouting. “You should have told me from the beginning.”

“And what? Having you act worse than this?”

“It’s not like that! But at least I could act decent around you or respect you or maybe—”

“You are blabbering again.” Chanyeol cuts him. He tries to hold back himself but he just couldn’t do it anymore and he ends up pecking his cheek.

He could hear Baekhyun’s breathe hitches and he begins to think that he steps over the limit but when he sees his red face and the way he chews down onto his bottom lip; Chanyeol knows he has won a part of his heart.

“Are you calm now?” He asks teasingly. Baekhyun grunts softly. “Don’t do that all too sudden!”

“So I have to ask for your permission?” Chanyeol asks again. He loves the way Baekhyun curls against him, even though he is doing it unconsciously.

“N-Not like that but you should at least warn me or maybe you—”

Chanyeol kisses his nose and it silences him up.

Baekhyun’s lips tremble in embarrassment and he whines. The taller male laughs at his face and easily pulls him into his embrace. Oh, how many years he has yearned to have this moment.

“S-S-Stop doing that!” He hisses, fist gripping onto the side of Chanyeol’s shirt.

“Alright.” He smiles and hums, pulling him even closer.







“You haven’t answered my question, by the way,” Chanyeol says again, shaking him gently. Baekhyun looks up at him, cheeks still the color of pink and it makes him looks so adorable and all.

“Which one?”

“The one where I ask you to give me a chance.”

Baekhyun fiddles with his fingers, unable to make a decision.

It’s not like he wants to reject him but with the way Chanyeol treats him, he is scared that he is too easy to say yes. Should he consider it?

Would Chanyeol prove himself?

Would Baekhyun be able to return his feeling?

Would Chanyeol worth it?







With a determined thought, Baekhyun locks his gaze with him and in the end, he nods his head. Glancing away to hide his embarrassment, he murmurs, “But I’m a bit slow so you have to bear with me…”

Chanyeol chuckles, feeling his chest is going to burst in happiness as he cradles him close.

“I would do anything for you, love.”

Baekhyun whimpers at the cheesy sentence. He knows it’s a bold move for someone who just said that he is slow, but he lifts himself a bit and presses a quick kiss on Chanyeol’s cheek, before curling into his chest again.

It makes Chanyeol laughs out in happiness. He has his Baekhyun in his arms.

He couldn’t stop himself from smiling. Baekhyun couldn’t stop himself from blushing.









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