Falling Chap. 7 : Sweet

[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 7



It’s the best morning ever because once Chanyeol opens his eyes, he is met with the sight of a squish pup bundled up against his side, still sleeping so peacefully.

Oh how warm his heart is to see this sight in the very first morning.

Baekhyun is all cuddled up against his ribs, eyebrows furrowed and lips thinly pursed.

Chanyeol smiles softly, a finger going up to smooth the frown. He watches as Baekhyun’s face continues frowning even after what he does.

Just exactly what his boyfriend is dreaming about to be frowning like this?

Fuck. Boyfriend.

They are boyfriends now. Chanyeol still can’t get the fact to sink in his brain.

That means he can hug Baekhyun at anytime he wants. He can cuddle him without having to think that he will make Baekhyun uncomfortable or anything.



Baekhyun lets out a soft whine in his sleep, fingers curling on whatever they find. And it happens to be the shirt Chanyeol is wearing. He has it squeezed in his fingers tightly and the sight makes Chanyeol coos on how adorable yet pitiful the frown Baekhyun is sporting.

He decides to spare his boyfriend from the bad dream by waking him up.

Pulling the whimpering pup against him, Chanyeol then starts peppering kisses all over his face, and most importantly against his furrowed eyebrows. Baekhyun struggles weakly in his sleep, a few yelps escaping his mouth before finally he wakes up in a slow motion.

Chanyeol waits until he regains his self from the sleep and he watches in amusement.

Baekhyun peeks an eye open before the second eye joining soon, stare blank as if he didn’t understand anything. Well, he indeed does not because he doesn’t even realize that Chanyeol has him in his arms this tight and not to mention the short gap between their faces.

Then Baekhyun slowly looks around the room, up from the ceiling then the bed, before finally he settles onto the one holding him.

A very pretty, shy color of pink decorates Baekhyun’s cheeks as he finally realizes that he has just woken up after sleeping in the same bed as Chanyeol.

“Finally awake?” Chanyeol asks him, amused that the color reddens more.

Baekhyun gives him a dazed nod. Really, he is so adorable with that dazed look and messy hair. Chanyeol just can’t help himself and he plants a big smooch on the red cheek.

He hears a soft gasp from Baekhyun.

“You don’t like it?” Chanyeol questions, noticing the way Baekhyun tries to avoid his eyes.

Baekhyun whimpers softly, shaking his head. “I-I… I like it very much…”

Oh, sweet cheeks. Chanyeol groans in happiness. He needs to transfer some of the energy he has because of the ball of fluff against his chest.

Baekhyun jolts in surprise at the sudden groan he lets out, resulting in Chanyeol laughing contently. Dear God, spare him from the cuteness.

He gets a light hit on his chest from the embarrassed Baekhyun who then hides against the spot he has just slapped on. Chanyeol coos at him, running his fingers all over the messy locks.

“Meanie,” Baekhyun’s muffled voice comes vibrating against his chest.

Chanyeol snickers.

“You are too cute to not to be teased, love.”

Baekhyun whines at his words.

After finally he is able to tone down the embarrassment, he leans back and smiles up to Chanyeol.

“Good morning.” He greets softly, then pecking Chanyeol on the cheek.

Such a precious baby.

Chanyeol feels his heart soars up and he cuddles his boyfriend close, ignoring the giggly shrieks from him.

“What is it that you dreamt about?”

“Ung?” Baekhyun blinks questioningly up from his chest, making Chanyeol feels his heart wrenches in pain because of the display of adorableness.

“You cute baby, you,” he muses, pinching Baekhyun’s cheek to tease him. Baekhyun whines, swatting his hand away.

“Uh, dream? What dream?”

“You are frowning in your sleep, dear. I need to know what you have dreamt about so that I can chase it away with my kisses and make you sleep better.”

Cheesy. So cheesy. Chanyeol wonders where the hell this cheesy side of his has appeared.

But it’s okay. If cheesiness was something that will make Baekhyun laughs in happiness, then he will always do it again and again.

“I, um, dream about… oh!” Baekhyun seems to remember before he frowns again.

“What is it, Baekhyun?”

“There are a lot of puppies in my dream,” he starts, lips pouting, “and one of the puppies dies. It’s so sad because the other puppies are barking and wailing. I can’t do anything to help the puppy. It’s really sad…”

“Oh, baby,” Chanyeol cuddles him, “it’s only a dream. It’s not happening for real. Don’t think too hard, alright?”

Baekhyun nods against his chest before sighing.

“Do you love puppies, Chanyeol? I love puppies!” He questions.

Chanyeol pecks his temple, “Yes, I do love puppy. I love you though.”

Baekhyun makes a face of something close to not understand what he means with that for a moment. Then he slowly connects the dots before he yelps in surprise.

“Are you saying that I’m a puppy?!”

Chanyeol laughs.

“Yes, you are my only puppy. I love you, puppy.”

Baekhyun huffs, nose scrunches up in disagreement.

“I’m not a puppy though. I’m serious, Chanyeol!”

“I’m serious, too, puppy Baekhyun.”

Baekhyun intends to glare at him but fails. Chanyeol grins.

“If I was a puppy, then you must be my master! Master!” He yips, pressing his head down to snuggle against the side of Chanyeol’s ribs to mimic a puppy cuddling.

Chanyeol gulps because such an innocent word coming from Baekhyun can make him all bothered and hot. He is sure Baekhyun doesn’t understand what kind of impact he makes from the way he calls Chanyeol with master.

“Baekhyun, get up,” he mutters, voice strained.

It makes Baekhyun whines in confusion before he finally sits up on the bed and looking all confused. Chanyeol needs to enter the bathroom or he will end up doing something nasty with Baekhyun in the presence.

“I’m cuddling,” Baekhyun whines.

Chanyeol glances away, “And I need a bath. What do you want to do today?”

Baekhyun hums, tapping a finger onto his lips as he thinks. Chanyeol just can’t stop himself from wanting to kiss them. But one step at time.

“Can we make cookies?”

“Cookies?”

“Yes! With icing sugar and whip cream?” Baekhyun pleads. He doesn’t need to beg though because Chanyeol will just do anything for him.

“Anything you want, baby. Now go take a shower.” He urges.

Baekhyun frowns, “Do I stink?” He sniffs himself.

Chanyeol lifts the pup up from his bed and carries him out from his bedroom, ignoring the squeaks and shrieks and struggles, before finally letting him down once he is inside of Baekhyun’s room.

“No, you don’t stink but don’t we need to wash up before baking cookies?”

At the mention of cookies, Baekhyun cheers and runs up to the closet to pick up his clothes.

Chanyeol scurries back into his bedroom, feeling all sort of happiness and fluffy energy erupting from himself. Such a refreshing morning.



“Baekhyun? Are you done?” He knocks onto the door and he can hears Baekhyun’s voice of affirmation before he steps into the room.

Baekhyun is standing in front of the bed, clad in comfy t-shirt and short pants. There’s a towel over his head and his hair is a dripping mess.

Chanyeol shakes his head at the sight before he comes closer and dries it. Baekhyun mewls at the soothing movement of his fingers and ends up gripping onto Chanyeol’s shirt in content.

“You are really a puppy.” Chanyeol pinches his nose jokingly. Baekhyun then shows him a grinning face.



They settle with the simplest breakfast Chanyeol has ever had even with the presence of chefs in his house. Baekhyun insists on having colorful cereal for breakfast and who is Chanyeol to deny him when he gets to see that pretty smile again? Baekhyun tells him that: “We have to keep the stomach empty for cookies!”

The cookies making time turn out to be quite enjoyable and Chanyeol finds himself having a bit of talent in doing this. He manages to not topple the bowl over or dropping too much sprinkles on top of the cookies. Baekhyun beams happily at him as they load the first tray into the oven, before continuing the second round. Apparently, Baekhyun plans too many cookies making rounds today so maybe they won’t end that fast.

As Baekhyun is pressing the cookie cutter onto the dough, Chanyeol locks his eyes on the sight of his boyfriend’s pretty smile. It makes him feeling so incredibly happy to know that he manages to pull another smile from Baekhyun.

The shorter male drops the star-shaped cookie cutter onto the other side of the table as he leans forward to choose other shape. His fingers come up to scratch one spot just above his mouth and Chanyeol finds himself locking his eyes at the spot.

It’s the exact same spot on where he knows Baekhyun’s tiny mole is located. It’s really cute; Chanyeol hasn’t met too many people with mole above their mouth so it fascinates him.

Unfortunately for Baekhyun, he doesn’t realize on how the flour has made his mouth white. Chanyeol laughs at that, taking Baekhyun’s attention away from the cutter towards him.

“What’s wrong?” He questions with a tilt of his head.

Chanyeol trembles because, God, Baekhyun is so cute.

“You have… you have flour… on your mouth.” He points out hesitantly.

Baekhyun widens his eyes in half surprise before he reaches up to wipe on his mouth with the back of his wrist but to avail, it adds more flour on him.

Chanyeol grins. So cute.

He is kind of glad that he doesn’t touch much flour because his task is to assist Baekhyun in taking the filled tray and putting the empty one in front of him to be filled again.

“Let me.” He offers and Baekhyun nods.

Chanyeol shivers as his thumb makes contact with the upper lip. He can feel the plush and the softness just under his fingertip. It’s making him hard to hold back. God knows for how long he has been imagining molding his own lips with Baekhyun but he hasn’t had the right time to do it.

It’s like Baekhyun is weak and bare in front of him right now, looking expectantly for him to clean the flour and also innocently to wait him to finish it.

“Chanyeol?” He calls out when he sees that the taller male is frozen on his spot, thumb still hovering over his mouth.

The soft call grabs Chanyeol’s attention back from imagining too far but with only one glance back into Baekhyun’s eyes, he finds his will power crumbles down.

“Chanyeol?” He calls again.

Fuck. He can’t wait.



With a swift move, Chanyeol dips his body down and tilts his head aside, before pressing his mouth on top of Baekhyun in the softest touch ever.

He can feel the hitched breath from Baekhyun as he keeps the innocent contact between their mouths for about a few seconds, before finally he is pulling back to see what Baekhyun’s reaction is.

Baekhyun has his eyes so wide open and the prettiest blush is decorating his cheeks, but he doesn’t look annoyed or angry. Instead, there’s a hint of relief and grateful.

Chanyeol steps back to question about him, but Baekhyun grabs him forward with his flour-hands gripping onto the front of his shirt, pulling him back to collide their lips together again.

Sweet baby. Baekhyun is so sweet. Chanyeol can fly.

The touch is still innocent but less rigid from the first one, because Chanyeol now can move his lips in the slightest movement. Baekhyun doesn’t back away and he keeps still, just breathing so fast and mouth trembling.

Chanyeol doesn’t need to force himself onto his boyfriend if Baekhyun was so afraid.

“Are you okay?” He asks quickly right after he leans back.

Baekhyun sends him a look, mouth parted as if he was about to say something, but he then only shakes his head as the answer.

Chanyeol blinks.

“Baekhyun?”

“D-Don’t stop… Chanyeol, don’t stop,” he whispers softly, stepping forward and lifting himself up with his tiptoes.

Oh.

Chanyeol moves fast in impulse as soon as those words leave Baekhyun’s mouth and he swipes the baby up with an arm holding onto his waist and the other hand is holding onto the side of his face to angle his head. Baekhyun breathes into his mouth in relief and oh, Chanyeol realizes now that the foreign look in Baekhyun’s face just now is because he wants their kiss to be longer.

He should have done this earlier had he known that Baekhyun wants this. Silly Chanyeol.

“Baekhyun,” he mutters against the tempting mouth as he leans back for a second, before he can’t stop himself from lunging forward again to take those lips.

The shorter male grips tightly onto his shirt, not caring that Chanyeol’s blue shirt is now having flour stain on it. He presses his mouth more against Chanyeol’s demanding one, because he doesn’t really know what to do when all he wants is only to surrender to him.

Chanyeol keeps the kiss innocent and decides not to have an open mouthed session or else, he won’t be able to hold back. Baekhyun is still too shy to even move his mouth along with his so he concludes that this is enough for the day.

As he pulls back and stops, Baekhyun is still squeezing his eyes close so tight, mouth parted, and cheeks set ablaze in red. Chanyeol chuckles and runs a thumb over the apple of the cheek, relishing in the softness of the skin.

Baekhyun slowly opens his eyes and Chanyeol takes a sharp intake of breath because, oh my goodness, his boyfriend is so beautiful.



“Is it okay, love?” He asks gently, hoping that Baekhyun understands that what he means is the kiss they have just shared.

Baekhyun is blank for a moment, as he is still trying to regain his composure and breathe back.

He then nods his head to confirm that yes, it’s okay, it’s more than okay.

“I like it, Chanyeol…” He whispers, teeth biting down onto his bottom lip.

Chanyeol swears he can go kiss the daylight out of him if Baekhyun kept being so adorable like this.

“Thank you.” Baekhyun whispers while giving him the prettiest smile ever.

Chanyeol can just kiss him again, if not for the oven telling them that the cookies are done. Baekhyun giggles at his surprised flinch and they scoot over to taste the cookies.

Sweet. And delicious.

Very similar to Baekhyun.









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A/N: I'm really glad that people seem to enjoy this story. I almost decide to stop this because not many people seem to read this before, but maybe I will try to continue this. ^^ Thanks for reading. Comments will be very appreciated!