Forgiveness

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Title: Forgiveness

Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Warning: -

Length: Oneshot

Summary: There are three things in love: forgiveness, patience, and braveness.

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“What kind of gift you are going to get for Chanyeol this year?”

Baekhyun stops sipping onto his latte, his eyes gazing up to the curious Kyungsoo’s eyes. He gives the guy a tiny smile that feels too stiff and frozen.

“I’m not sure,” he starts softly, “I don’t even think we are celebrating it together this year.”

“What?” Kyungsoo almost drops his cup. “But why?”

Baekhyun shrugs. “We got into a fight.” He admits softly. His fingers play with the rim of his cap, wiping the left over foam of his latte from it. As he moves his hand, the light from the window glistens against his anniversary ring.

“Fight? Chanyeol and you?”

“Yeah,” he whispers softly, throat closing up.

“What happened?”

Baekhyun stays silent for a moment, swallowing the bile in his throat. He sighs, “He is too busy. And I get too demanding. I know what he is working as, but it feels like he doesn’t have the time for me. I think I get too selfish.”

Kyungsoo stares at him. “Don’t worry too much about it. He will be home soon. Christmas Eve is just tomorrow, he is going to be there.”

He sends Kyungsoo a smile. “He won’t. He told me he won’t be there and then he ended the call.”

“Baekhyun,” the other mutters sadly. Baekhyun shakes his head, “It’s okay. I can always spend my Christmas with Mongryong. Don’t worry. Enough about me, what about yours?”

Kyungsoo shrugs. “I’m still not sure. I mean, we are not even in a relationship, you know? Jongin is slow, but I never know he would be this slow.”

Baekhyun smiles. “You two will get there soon, I’m sure.”

As Kyungsoo nods at his words, Baekhyun once again gazes down to his ring, suddenly feeling it to be so heavy resting around his finger.







Chanyeol is a model, a famous one on top of that. They got into a romantic relationship five years ago as Chanyeol had just started his career. Baekhyun has always been a supportive lover, but recently as his fiancé keeps getting busier each day, he feels like there is a gap between them.

It doesn’t feel the same anymore.

He barely wakes up to Chanyeol’s face, barely hears his voice, and when they finally get to talk, all they are talking about is the disagreement between them. He doesn’t want to admit it but their relationship is straining. He actually won’t be surprised if one day Chanyeol will tell him that they should break up.

This Christmas for this year seems to be the breaking point for them. Chanyeol called him a week ago to inform him about his future absence for their yearly Christmas party. Baekhyun insisted that he should go home at least once in these four months but Chanyeol was tired from his schedule and they got into a petty fight.

The fight ended up with Baekhyun calling him jerk and asshole and then Chanyeol called him a lover who couldn’t understand his job. Without any reconciliation, the call was ended and Baekhyun felt that their relationship was once again straining even further.







It’s been a week and Chanyeol hasn’t even called him. The both of them are hardheaded and it’s hard for them to make up but it’s never this long. He tries calling Chanyeol daily but then his call is always rejected and all.

As he wakes up that morning, the first thing he does is to check on his phone. Still no call or text from Chanyeol. He sighs. What does he expect?

He goes to Unicorn’s Magic, the bakery slash café just a few blocks from the house, and greets the kind baker.

“Hello, Yixing.” He smiles, stopping in front of the counter.

“Hello, Baekhyun! Good morning! What can I get you today?”

“A tart would be good. Please give me your choice today, I won’t mind anything.” Baekhyun rummages into his pocket to get his wallet out.

“Seems like you are celebrating today?” Yixing says while putting the cake into the box. He shrugs, “Who knows.”

As he pays he waves bye to the kind baker with deep dimples, before he greets the new customer who looks so nervous while entering the bakery. Weird but he shrugs it off.

The cake is ready and the gift is ready, but maybe Baekhyun will have to finish the cake by himself tonight. Who knows.







Baekhyun sits in front of the fire place as he stares at the blinking Christmas tree. The television is on with Christmas shows playing but he doesn’t even pay any attention to it. His whole focus is on his unmoving phone seated just beside his leg.

It feels silly to wait for a call that will never come. Baekhyun sips onto his tea and then he decides to goes to the kitchen to grab some food for himself. He could use something to munch on while watching the shows soullessly.

With the blanket to cover his legs and a bowl of warm chicken soup in his hands, Baekhyun enjoys his time alone, although his chest feels hollow. It’s Christmas Eve and he is spending it alone. Even Mongryong is asleep near the fire place.

Maybe he should be a more understanding lover. Chanyeol might be working right now, or worse, he might be celebrating Christmas with someone else that is better than Baekhyun himself.

His chest churns in pain at the thought of that and as he shakes the thought away, the bowl shakes and the soup spills on his hand. He hisses at that before grabbing some tissues to wipe it clean. It feels sticky and he takes off his ring for a while to wipe his hand clean.

His phone rings from a text and it’s from Kyungsoo, telling him good news. Baekhyun smiles and is about to put his phone back but then his eyes catch the sight of his phone background. It’s a picture of him and Chanyeol from their last anniversary.

Feeling his eyes clouding with the sudden tears that he doesn’t know where theya re coming from, Baekhyun presses the first dial and then puts his phone on his ear.

As usually, it goes unanswered but he keeps talking anyway, ignoring the fact that Chanyeol doesn’t hear him.

“I miss you,” he whispers softly, sniffling. “When are you coming back home?” His voice cracks in the middle. It feels pathetic to speak alone.







Long arms suddenly come from his side and then he is pulled into a hug that feels so familiar and warm.

“I’m home. I’m sorry.”

Baekhyun’s phone slips out of his hand, clattering down to the carpet. Chanyeol’s home and he is here. A rather loud sob escapes from his mouth and then the hug tightens around him.

“Chanyeol,” he calls softly, breaking into sniffles.

His lover pecks his cheek. “I’m sorry I was late. The flight was delayed.”

Baekhyun spins around and buries his face into his lover’s shoulder. “I’m sorry I was being selfish. I know you are busy, but I just miss you. I’m so sorry, Chanyeol.”

“No, don’t apologize. It was my fault,” Chanyeol whispers, pecking the crown of his head, “I was too occupied with my work, I should have called you more. I’m so sorry, will you forgive me?”

Baekhyun sniffs and nods his head. Chanyeol coos and reaches to wipe his tears away. He pecks Baekhyun’s scrunching red nose and then laughs at his cuteness. Baekhyun leans away like a distressed puppy, his little fists clenching onto Chanyeol’s leather jacket.

“You smell like flight meal.” He comments.

Chanyeol laughs and picks his hand up to kiss it, but then he stops when he notices the lack of their memorable ring.

“Baekhyun? Where is your ring…?”

“Oh,” Baekhyun twists his waist to reach for his ring on the coffee table, “I spilled my soup and wetted my hands. Put it back on me?” He smiles shyly. Chanyeol heaves a sigh, “I thought you took it off.” He says, gently putting the ring back on and then leans down to kiss it.

Baekhyun smiles and reaches back for his forgotten bowl, “Hungry? Open your mouth, it’s your favorite chicken soup. I got the recipe from my mom.”

Chanyeol hums, widening his eyes excitedly like a kid as he sips onto the soup fed to him. Baekhyun smiles and dabs the spilled soup with his hand.

“So, what were you watching?” Chanyeol asks as he cuddles Baekhyun and gets his feet under the same blanket. Baekhyun leans his head on his lover’s shoulder, “I don’t know. Some show?”

Mongryong barks and runs towards them, settling to continue his sleep on Chanyeol’s lap, his paws splayed on top of Baekhyun’s legs.









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A/N: Merry Christmas! Enjoy your day with a smile.