IT SHALL FOREVER BE OT12 FOR MEH. SO DEAL WITH IT. AND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN BAEKKIE IS A STUBBORN AF WRITER ON AFF. ;P XD

Baekhyun smiled proudly at his laptop screen and leaned back on his chair, cracking his knuckles loudly. He read the last six paragraphs he had written in his fanfiction and finally uploaded.
I really hope they like this chapter, there’s a lot of …just the way they like it, Baekhyun thought to himself and smirked. Logging off from his AFF account, ‘IDoNotLikeEyeliner’, he shut down his laptop and jumped into bed.

How the hell had he even gotten himself in this mess of writing fanfiction of his own members? Was it when he had read some fanfiction itself?

He didn’t know; but he sure did enjoy writing it, and he loved it when readers liked his stories and commented on his stories as well, saying they loved it and how ‘real’ it seemed. Well, of course it was realistic; he lived under the same ing roof with all the subjects of his stories. He started accepting requests for one shots from other readers and that’s when he started writing. Baekhyun had a fairly large number of loyal followers and friends.

Smiling to himself and feeling proud, Baekhyun fell asleep fast, thinking of what the reaction of his readers would be in the morning.

THE NEXT MORNING AROUND 8.

Baekhyun woke up with a splitting headache and his alarm ringing in his ears. This was what he got when he stayed up late to write a chapter till two in the morning.

I wonder if anyone has read my update.

As if on cue, a loud voice vibrated through the dorm. Baekhyun silently listened to the loud ruckus outside his room.

“Guys! Guys! Guys!” Xiumin’s seemed to squeal. “He updated! He updated! A new one shot was uploaded just last night!”

“Oh my God! He finally updated!” Kyungsoo exclaimed.

“Yes! I’ve been waiting forever for this!” Jongin cheered.

“What’s the pairing this time?” Luhan asked.

“It’s me and Chen!” Xiumin replied happily.

“Does it have ?” Sehun asked.

“Oh my God yes! So much of it too! I nearly wet myself!” Xiumin exclaimed.

“Sehun! You are not reading no more!” Luhan screeched loudly.

Baekhyun smiled widely to himself.

He grabbed his phone, switched it on and quickly logged onto AFF. There was a bunch of new comments and Baekhyun started

reading them all. He smiled at each of the comments his followers had left until he came across one certain comment.

TheBigBadYoda: Seriously?! This is what you guys all wait for? To read this piece of ? Why don’t ya’ll get a ing life?!

Baekhyun’s brow twitched and his lips formed an ugly snarl.

Why this motherer!! How dare this insults my work! Who the does he think he is?!?!

Baekhyun logged out and threw his phone onto his bed. Grabbing some clothes, he stomped out of the room to get ready, his day ruined by the ing who called himself ‘TheBigBadYoda’.
Baekhyun didn’t know what the guy’s problem was. In the beginning he clearly remembered that the stranger had left nice comments about his story, then he had requested for a fanfic with Chanyeol as a character in one of his stories, but since all the other members were already paired up and he was the only one left, Baekhyun had refused, and then the guy was insulting all his work.

Gritting his teeth, he walked into the washroom to calm himself, but the day was already ruined.

A FEW DAYS AFTER THE ‘TheBigBadYoda’ INCIDENT WHEN BAEKHYUN ISN’T ABOUT TO SUMMON HELL TO THIS WORLD.

Baekhyun was pissed. Again. Was it because of ‘TheBigBadYoda’ again you ask? You’re damn right. The guy had started a poll- a ING poll- of wanting Chanyeol as a character in his stories and had stated that he doesn’t mind if he is paired with Baekhyun.

Well, I ing do care.

Baekhyun had then written a blog as to why he doesn’t involve any story with Chanyeol as a character.

It had said:

To all of my lovely readers, I am happy that you like my stories. Recently, one troublemaking motherer had started a poll about wanting Chanyeol and Baekhyun in a story. I am really sorry, but I absolutely find it impossible to imagine these two together. So, no. I will not be writing any of those ‘Baekyeol’ stories that you want.

@TheBigBadYoda…ing deal with the harsh reality and stop ing bothering me! ^^

And what had he got after that polite message? A load of curse words from the person he wanted to wrap his beautiful hands around and strangle the living daylights out of.

To say it simply, Baekhyun prayed to God he could meet this person and give him s piece of his mind.

All the other Exo members were worried for Baekhyun; all of them, except Chanyeol, that is.

A FEW MORE DAYS AFTER THE POLL AND BLOG THINGY.

Baekhyun was really tired, but he was even more hungry. He walked into the kitchen to make himself a snack when he saw a phone lying on the dining table. He picked it off the desk and switched it on; there was a picture of Chanyeol.

Oh, it’s Chanyeol’s. I should probably go give it to him.

But being Byun Baekhyun, curiosity got the better of him and he unlocked the phone knowing that Chanyeol couldn’t have been bothered to change the password. What he didn’t expect was to see AFF homepage fill up the screen.

Baekhyun stared at it a long time before coming to a conclusion that may be another member had used the phone. He scrolled up to see who had logged in, Baekhyun knew all of s usernames by heart.

Baekhyun froze.

The username displayed was ‘TheBigBadYoda.

He stared at it. He refreshed the page once. Twice. Thrice. Still the same username.

Baekhyun gripped the phone and stormed into his room. Chanyeol was already asleep but he didn’t give a flying about that.

“CHANYEOL!” Baekhyun screamed and Chanyeol bolted upright in his bed.

“YOU! YOU ! YOU’RE ‘TheBigBadYoda’! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S BEEN INSULTING ALL MY STORIES?!”

Chanyeol seemed to still be waking up as he looked at Baekhyun with a confused look. “What are you talking about?”

“THIS!” Baekhyun screeched and dropped Chanyeol’s phone onto the sleepy boy’s lap. Chanyeol looked at the screen for a few seconds and then froze.

“I’m right, aren’t I? You’re the one who’s been insulting me and writing all that hateful comments! All this time! And I thought you weren’t even reading them! But you….you have been reading them since day one. And you even had the nerve to ing ask me to make stories with you and I?! What the hell?” Baekhyun accused him.

Chanyeol remained silent. The only sound that filled the room was Baekhyun’s heavy panting.

“You…you even stopped talking to me. And then you do this! Why, Chanyeol? Why?” Baekhyun asked.

Silence.

Then, finally, “Are we that impossible, Baek?”

“Wha- what?”

“I asked if we’re that impossible; you and me.” Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun with pain etched all over his face.

“I don’t…under-“

“Yes, you do. You damn well understand perfectly what I am saying. When you started writing, I was the first one who figured out. I was the one who told the members. I was always commenting. And I was waiting… waiting for you to write one about me. I was honestly worried you might pair me up with someone else, but you didn’t. I was so happy; I thought may be…just may be… you were going to write something about us. But you never did.”

“I can’t write something of us, that’s not right!”

“Is it really? Is that how you feel then?” Chanyeol looked down at his hands dejectedly.

“What are you talking about?” Baekhyun asked.

“Me? I’m telling you of how long I waited for you to write a story about us, Baekhyun. I’m telling you how happy I was when we were the only ones left to paired up. I’m telling you of how angry I became over something small like you not writing about ‘us’, Baekhyun. I’m telling you about how jealous I became over something so unbelievably small.” Chanyeol had got off his bed and was now advancing towards Baekhyun’s retreating figure. After a few steps back, Baekhyun came in contact with the wall and with Chanyeol towering above him.

“I’m telling you that I like you, Baek. No one but you.”

Baekhyun glanced up at the giant looming figure before he felt a pair of lips on his own.

Chanyeol’s…kissing…me?
OH MY GOD, HE’S KISSSING ME?!?!

Baekhyun didn’t even mean to, but he involuntarily closed his eyes and kissed Chanyeol back, his arms snaking around the giant’s neck and closing what little distance there was between the two.

MEANWHILE OUTSIDE THE ROOM.

“Oh my God, you guys! Chanyeol confessed! He finally confessed!” Luhan squealed lightly.

“About time,” Sehun muttered, rolling his eyes.

“That guy finally got the balls!” Jongin exclaimed.

“Shush! Why aren’t they not talking any more? I can’t hear anything!” Kyungsoo whined.

“Gee, probably because they’re putting their mouths to a better use other than talking, may be?” Sehun suggested. The members glared at Sehun once they realized the double meaning behind Sehun’s line.

“I am so proud of you, Sehun, you have learnt well,” Kris grinned, giving him a double thumbs up and earning a slap to the arm from Tao.

“Shut up, all of you!” Suho ordered.

BACK INSIDE THE ROOM.

Chanyeol and Baekhyun broke off from the kiss, both panting for air.

“I- wow,” Baekhyun said dazedly.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Chanyeol hurriedly apologised.
“Why?”

“I kissed you. You don’t like me but I kissed you. I’m so sorry!” Chanyeol half yelled panicking.

OUTSIDE THE ROOM.

Ten people  groaned out loud and face palmed.

INSIDE THE ROOM.

“You don’t have to be sorry, I kinda liked it,” Baekhyun admitted.
“I- what?” Chanyeol asked, the tips of his ears turning red.

“I said, I liked it,” Baekhyun said, and grabbed Chanyeol’s face in both his hands. “Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you liked Kyungsoo. You always seemed to spend time with him and not me. I thought you liked him.”

“What? No! I never liked him in that way. Sure, he’s good friend and all, but I was asking him ways to ask you out, actually,” Chanyeol mumbled shyly.

Baekhyun laughed. “Is that so? I thought you liked Kyungsoo so that’s why I said it was impossible for us to work it out.”

“Do you still think of it as impossible? I mean, ‘us’?”

Baekhyun seemed to ponder over it and then smiled at Chanyeol, “We never know if we don’t try, right?”

Chanyeol’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. “So..does that mean yes?”

“Yes to what?” Baekhyun teased.

“Like, yes, you’ll be my boyfriend or something?” Chanyeol asked nervously, a sheen of sweat breaking out across his forehead.

“I don’t remember you asking me to be your boyfriend,” Baekhyun replied smiling widely.

Chanyeol blinked at Baekhyun. “Of course… I need to ask you. Of course.”

Silence.

“So, are you gonna ask me now? Or some other time? ‘Cause I am really tired after all this arguing and I need sleep,” Baekhyun said and walked around the giant towards his own bed. Just as he sat down, Chanyeol knelt at his feet.

“Byun Baekhyun, I don’t know, and I mean, I really don’t know what it is about you that drives me crazy, but it does. Around you I feel the most comfortable and it feels just right. You make me smile, laugh and you see the good in me which no one else does. Yes, your drive me insane at times, but you are also my anchor when I need one. My strength and my weakness. My sunshine and my rain. The reason for my smiles but also my tears. I know I have been really mean to you, in more than one way, and I am sorry. I swear I will try to make it up to you some how. But, even though I have done nothing but hurt you in the past, could you please put your trust in me for the future, and please be my boyfriend?”

Baekhyun was struggling to hold his laughter in. Chanyeol was absolutely adorable when he was nervous.

He smiled widely and placed both of his palms on Chanyeol’s cheeks, “Yes, Yeol, I shall.”

Then he leaned down and once again kissed the giant who was sweating as if someone had a tap.

OUTSIDE THE ROOM

“Baek agreed! Baek agreed!” Xiumin and Kyungsoo said in unison.

Luhan was dancing around soundlessly on the balls of his feet.

“About time,” Sehun muttered.

Jongin hugged Kyungsoo tightly while Yixing was calming Suho who kept saying ‘my boys are all grown up now’.

INSIDE THE ROOM.

“Does this mean that may be now you’ll write a story about us?” Chanyeol inquired, breaking off from the kiss first.

“Hmmmm….no,” Baekhyun replied grinning wickedly.

Chanyeol looked like a deflated balloon. “Oh, well, if I was you, I would have totally written some .”

“Like what?” Baekhyun asked amused, Chanyeol was nil when it came to story writing.

“Well, I don’t know, I’d just write ‘imagine Baekyeol ’ and let the readers imagination work,” Chanyeol shrugged.

Baekhyun smirked and pulled Chanyeol up onto his bed, forcing the giant to sit down before placing himself comfortably on the giant’s lap.

“Allow me to show you how works,” Baekhyun said and pushed Chanyeol down onto his bed.

OUTSIDE THE ROOM.

“Holy ! Are they already gonna have ?!” Kyungsoo gasped.

“What?! Lemme hear that!” Sehun said and forced his way to the door and placed his ear against the door.

“Oh no you don’t!” Luhan said angrily, pulling Sehun off the door.

“But I wanna know who tops!”

INSIDE THE ROOM

Chanyeol swore the temperature in the room shot up the moment Baekhyun made him lie down on he bed. He felt his shirt being lifted up, up, up.

“First, just a little introduction,” Baekhyun said, and started placing butterfly kisses up along Chanyeol’s bare torso making Chanyeol bite back a moan.

Slowly and torturously Baekhyun arrived at the end of his shirt where it was crumpled up before bringing his face to level with Chanyeol’s face.

“You know what I do then, Yeollie? Do you wanna know?” Baekhyun asked seductively, biting his plump lower lip.

Chanyeol was getting hard. Was it even possible to get hard after only this much?

“What?” Chanyeol let out a hoarse reply filled with lust.

Baekhyun leaned forward so that his lips were placed against the shell the of Chanyeol’s right ear.

“Then…” Baekhyun drawled on.

Chanyeol grit his teeth trying to calm his ever hardening and . Jesus, he needed to release already.

“Then,” Baekhyun repeated. “I remember that I am extremely hungry and still haven’t eaten dinner and must go make myself a snack.”

Baekhyun jumped off Chanyeol and casually walked towards the door as if nothing happened. Chanyeol was left in the room with a huge and a heart that raced like a bunch of wild horses on steroids.

OUTSIDE THE ROOM.

“! Baek’s coming! Run! Hide!” Suho warned and everyone made a mad dash.

Tao was still standing by the door, “Hey, where’s everyone going? Are they that horrible to listen to when in bed?”

Kris groaned and grabbed his boyfriend’s hand before making a mad dash into the bathroom.

Sehun plopped himself on the chair, grabbed Luhan and placed him on his lap and grabbed a random magazine, flipping through the pages without either of them paying attention to it.

Baekhyun opened the door and walked out, and was surprised to see Sehun and Luhan still up.

“What are you still doing? I thought you were asleep.”

“I couldn’t sleep, so I dragged him out, and now we’re just reading.” Luhan replied automatically.

Baekhyun stared at them quizzically. “Well, you better go sleep now ‘cause you guys are reading the magazine upside down.”

Sehun groaned inwardly and flipped it the right side up while Luhan turned a bubble gum pink with embarassment.

Baekhyun went to the kitchen to prepare a sandwich and some minutes later, he felt a pair of arms go around him.

Smiling to himself, he continued to make the sandwich.

“Baek, why are you so against writing a story about us? Is it that bad?” Chanyeol mumbled in his ear.

“It’s not that it’s bad Chanyeol, but it’s ‘our’ story, not mine only. I’d prefer if I don’t write but rather if we make it together.”

Chanyeol remained silent. “I think I like that idea. Don’t write a love story for us, then, we’ll make one. With everything in it. Don’t write it ‘cause then we can add our own elements of surprise then, can’t we?”

Baekhyun hummed in agreement, “Now, do you want a sandwich to eat?”

Baekhyun faced Chanyeol with another devilish smile, “Or would you rather eat me? I’m pretty sure I’m a hell of a lot more tastier.”

Chanyeol remained silent before cursing and heading to the bathroom to calm his raging monster which seemed to be having the time of it's life defying the laws of gravity.

Baekhyun smirked playfully as he stared at his grumbling boyfriend’s figure disappear into the bathroom.

That’s right. Let’s make our story of ‘us’ together instead of letting me write it down.

Hit me with a brick coz WTF am i even writing?!?!? Happy isn't my style!!!

Dear Lord... *dies*

Feel free to report this long af piece of crap....:/

And like WTF... those usernames 'totally' don't suggest the person, right? RIGHT? *note heavy sarcasm*

;p