Mine Chap. 4

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Mine

Pairing: Chanbaek

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut

Length: Series

Summary: Everyone fears the name of Park Chanyeol, as he is one of the well known top class business man and his wealthy is not something you could count. He is arrogant and bossy, but his hard stare softens and he is the in his weakest state just with one soft call from his baby Baekkie.













Poster by: twenty for ▬ a graphic shop



004



It breaks Chanyeol’s heart as he sees his lover cries his eyes out. Those eyes are so red and swollen, his lips tremble, and sorrowful hiccups are leaving his mouth.

He swears, anyone harming his baby will have to pay.



It’s just like any other day, when Baekhyun pays a visit to Chanyeol’s office, and he gets out of the car after listening to the driver, Jungmin, who says that he will be waiting in the parking lot just like usual.

Unfortunately for Baekhyun, there is no kind security uncle waiting for him to get him up to Channie’s office.

“You can’t pass.”

It’s a stranger, a rather young man being a new security.

“Excuse me?” Baekhyun taps his foot confusedly and glares at the young man.

“No one’s allowed to pass without any identity card. Step back, kid.”

Baekhyun huffs his cheeks in disbelief.

“I’m not a kid, excuse you!”

The young security snorts at him, “Right and I’m the boss then. Get the fuck away. This is not a playground.”

Baekhyun groans at that and makes a way to walk pass him towards the lift, only to be stopped by a tight grip on his wrist.

“Stop being so stubborn and make my work easy, kid.”

Baekhyun winces in pain because it hurts so much. The man has such a deathly grip on him.

“I’m here to see Chanyeol! You don’t know anything because you are new!”

A look of realization flashes on the man’s face.

“Oh, you are Mr. Park’s little prostitute? He has such a weird taste.”

Baekhyun feels his face reddens in being humiliated and he gives up.

“Fuck you!” He hisses and then stomping off to just enter through the front.

He hears a whistle, “I would love to fuck you, babe!”



Baekhyun walks through the front and gets stopped by a bulky security.

“Do you need any help, young man?”

Uh, what’s with this building and its bad securities?

“Yes. I’m meeting Chanyeol.”

The bulky man stares judgingly at him up and down before scoffing.

“What kind of business do you have with Mr. Park?”

“That’s not your problem.” Baekhyun feels his mood worsens.

He tries passing through the glass door but he gets held up again with a hand on his shoulder, squeezing painfully.

“No, you don’t walk this fast, young man. Not before you tell me what you are doing here.”

“I’m telling you I’m meeting Chanyeol!”

The bulky security doesn’t seem to believe him and Baekhyun has run out of idea on what to do.

That is, until a worker in neat suit comes up to them, asking what happens.

“This young man tries to enter and meet Mr. Park.”

“Oh, let me help him. Maybe it’s important. I will guide him in.”

Baekhyun smiles at the kind worker and he easily slips into the building with the help of the other.

They get into the lift and Baekhyun smiles thankfully at him.

“Thank you so much for helping me!”

The man smiles and steps closer to him to say, “You are saying you are meeting Mr. Park?”

“Yes! I will be meeting Chanyeol in less than fifteen minutes.”

“What are you to Mr. Park?”

“Well, I’m his -”

“Little slut?”

Baekhyun flinches when the worker traps him against the metal wall, hands dangerously close to his bottom.

“W-What are you doing?” He shrieks, feeling panic bubbling in his mind.

He tries to move pass him to get closer to the lift door but the man holds onto his arm tightly.

“Not so fast, boy. I help you so you will have to show me how thankful you are.”

Baekhyun feels tears threatening at the corner of his eyes.

The man’s hands grab onto his waist, making Baekhyun screams in panic. No, no, no one should touch him except Channie.

“Let me go! Stay away from me!”

He pushes the man away and fiddles with his phone to call for help. Channie is his first option of course but his trembling fingers accidentally press onto the speed dial number four instead of one and it dials the driver.

“Stop resisting and be a good boy for me.” The man yanks his phone away and grabs onto his hair, making Baekhyun cries at the pull.

“Help! Help!”

A palm encloses over his mouth and another hand creeps under his shirt. Baekhyun shifts and struggles, kicking and punching but nothing seems to work.

The man seems to be mad at him and he grips onto his wrist tightly, so tight that Baekhyun feels it numbs.

“You better shut up or I will make you!”

Trying other way, Baekhyun bites the man on his hand and cries out for Channie again and again.

A hand slaps him, making Baekhyun whimpers in pain.

“Help... C-Channie! Jungmin hyung!”



It seems like forever when the lift doors open and Baekhyun watches in anticipation to whoever could save him.

He cries even harder when Channie’s panting face comes into his sight.

“...channie...”



Chanyeol feels so restless for the past minutes. Baekhyun texts him that he will be coming but it’s already ten minutes and he hasn’t arrived yet.

He is about to call him when he finds his trusted driver calls for him.

“Mr. Park! Young Master is in trouble! He calls me and crying for help but I don’t know where he is! It’s been a while since he gets in and -”

Chanyeol feels his ears go deaf at the rest of words and he scrambles out of his office.

Crying for help?! Just what is happening with his baby? Where is him?!

He punches the lift button again and again, feeling so restless and in panic.

Five minutes are what it takes for Chanyeol to see a lift is opened and he runs there to enter, but he doesn’t expect to see his baby crying and being groped by someone.

“...channie...”

Oh, Chanyeol sees red. He doesn’t hear anything and can’t feel anything except for the need to kill.

“You touch my lover one more inch and I will kill you.” He threatens, voice going unexpectedly low and dangerous.

The male stops and turns around, only to find the CEO of the company looking all pissed and ready to explode.

“M-Mr. Park -”

“Channie,” Baekhyun cries for him and it doesn’t take Chanyeol more than a second to grab him close.

“I get you now, baby. Don’t cry.” He whispers against those fluffy locks as he keeps his gaze on the male who is now all scared and pale.

“I-I’m d-deeply sorry, Mr. Park, I don’t k-kno -”

“Save it for when you are meeting my lawyer. You are now fired and head to the Human Resources to get your last paycheck.”

He tries his best to not lose his cool and beat the shit out of the male. He takes a glance at the name tag hanging around the male’s neck and keeps the name in his mind for future plan.

The male drops to his knees as he begs for forgiveness but Chanyeol doesn’t even spare him a look.

His baby is crying so hard in his arms and he is his first priority.

“Kang,” Chanyeol dials the Human Resources, “black list these few names.”

He heads back to his office and lays his baby in the bedroom suite. Baekhyun’s face is all messy and flushed from his tears and Chanyeol feels his heart breaks in indescribable pain.

“Baby, I’m so sorry...”

Baekhyun cries, fingers gripping onto his now-ruined suit and that’s when Chanyeol catches the sight of his bruised wrist and arm.

“Who did this to you?” He questions lowly, trying to coax Baekhyun to answer him.

Really. No one hurts Baekhyun and gets away from it. No one.

Baekhyun hiccups, trying so hard to regain back his breathing and he couldn’t even stop his strangled sobs. He could only shake his head and continues crying.

Chanyeol presses kisses on his face and against his trembling lips, muttering how sorry he is.

“It’s okay... Sleep, baby, just rest.”

Eventually, Baekhyun’s crying subsides and he is calmer, before his heavy eyes close and he drifts into a slumber due to his fatigue.

When he is sure his baby is all calm and rested, Chanyeol starts.

“Lee, check every security cameras and find anyone harming Baekhyun in anyway. Note down their name and call them straight away to the HR.”

“Yes, Sir.” His secretary obeys silently, because she has been listening to the pained cry from Young Master Baekhyun and she wants nothing but to punish those who have caused such sunshine to cry this badly.

“Kang, I want you to be ready and do the usual after Lee sends you the names later.”

“Yes, Mr. Park.”

“Jungmin, prepare the car.”

“It’s ready, Mr. Park.”

Chanyeol could do so much more to those but he holds it in. There’s no need to call for his old friend yet. There is no need for underground men to handle this.



When he then finds out that the new security guy and the worker who harassed his baby didn’t know much about his lover and called him with words, Chanyeol has come up to those bastards and beat the shit out of them for real.

It may be only a few good punches but at least they get nice gifts of broken bones and bruises.

“You do not talk that way about my lover. Is this understood?!” He screams into their beaten up face.

“...y-yes, Sir.”



Chanyeol has his own reasons of not revealing his lover to the world. Sure, only close friends and his family who know about Baekhyun, but not strangers.

First, Chanyeol hates sharing. Everyone knows that already.

When people find out about him, they would want to associate with Baekhyun and he is sure it will fluster his baby even more.

Second, Chanyeol might be the CEO for his own company, but it doesn’t mean that he is all pure. Rivals and enemies are everywhere and they all are trying to find the way to his weakness and bring him down.

He could not drag Baekhyun into this.

Third, Baekhyun is too beautiful and charming for his own sake.

Chanyeol is a selfish and possessive bastard, he knows that. He is afraid Baekhyun will be taken away from him as much as he glances a second away from him.

But, bad thing like this happens to Baekhyun because of his selfishness.

The incident this noon in his company building is enough to make him realize that he should not hide Baekhyun any longer. People have to know that when they lay a finger on Baekhyun, they will have to face Park Chanyeol and his wrath.



So this is why Chanyeol keeps on persuading a pouting Baekhyun who refuses to put on his suit.

“No, Channie! I don’t wanna!”

“Please, baby. I need you to come with me.” Chanyeol gives the hand he is holding a squeeze, trying to coax him.

Baekhyun keeps rejecting the idea of him taking him out to the event.

“What’s the use of me being in the charity event anyway?” He whines, thin lips pouting so adorably that Chanyeol can’t stop from pecking them.

“To let people know that you are mine. It won’t take long and I promise to never leave you alone, Baekkie.”

Baekhyun grumbles. Channie is using the Baekkie trick now. How is he going to refuse any longer?

“...fine. But you really promise to not leave me alone?”

“Cross my heart, baby.” Chanyeol smiles at his lover and he kisses those lips.

It is his plan to slowly take Baekhyun out to the events, starting from the private small ones and then growing bigger to the huge gala.

People start questioning about his nonexistent love life and he never gives them an answer. Now, he would answer them with bringing Baekhyun out in the public.

“Do I look good, Channie?” Baekhyun asks him while spinning around to show him the fitted suit on his body.

“Perfect.” He whispers dazedly as he keeps his gaze on the way the suit hugs his lover’s body so nicely.

Oh it’s going to be a long and tough night for Chanyeol to keep his hands to himself, and also to glare at people who so much dare to glance inappropriately at his baby.

“You sure? I look like a kid.” Baekhyun mutters, turning back around to stare at himself at the mirror.

Chanyeol has always known that sometimes Baekhyun is too timid to even realize how gorgeous he is.

“You are perfect, love. Do not think otherwise.” He comes to him and envelopes him in a tight hug.

Baekhyun nods against his chest, looking all nervous and jittery.



The medium sized hall is too crowded for him. Baekhyun could hear the classical melody bouncing softly in the room and the clanking sounds of wine glasses and flutes hitting against each other even before he enters the place.

A comforting squeeze on his hand makes him look up.

“Are you ready, baby?” Chanyeol asks him with a smile gracing his handsome face.

Baekhyun feels his lips tremble.

“I... I can’t do this, Channie... Can I go back home...?” He whispers softly.

Chanyeol blinks at him and releases his hand, only to have his face in those big palms. There are thumbs gently rubbing onto the apple of his cheeks.

“You can do this, baby. You just have to smile to them for all night. Do this for me, please?”

Baekhyun almost refuses but another look from his tall lover makes him weak in the knees.

“For Channie?”

And now he is using the Channie card.

Baekhyun whines and sighs in surrender.

“I do this just because I love you...” He grumbles, hiding his face into Chanyeol’s chest and breathing in his scent to calm his nerves.

Chanyeol’s soft laugh enters his ears, making Baekhyun giggles.

“Stay by my side and put on a smile, baby. Show the world just how beautiful you are.”

Baekhyun takes a deep breath before he hooks his arm into Chanyeol’s elbow, and they enter the hall to greet the people.



As much as how pretty the hall and how good the food is, Baekhyun still prefers the seaweed soup Qian noona cooks for him when he is having his birthday and also he still prefers the confines of the master bedroom where he could cuddle and snuggle to his Channie without any prying and judging eyes.









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A/N: A slight problem I give to show just how possessive Chanyeol is towards his baby. Thanks for reading. Comments are appreciated!

(p.s.: the question regarding their age gap will be explained soon in the next chapter! stay tuned!)