Chapter 7: Ce Soir Tu Seras à Moi

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“The familiar spread

Of your warm fragrance

It still lingers at the end of my nose”

• Listen to Autumn Sleeves by Kyuhyun while reading this section

<>Chanyeol POV<>

The silence in the car ride back to the barn was so thick that Chanyeol felt he was choking in it. The intense elation from their kiss was still buzzing on his lips, but he didn’t want to press Baekhyun any further in case it would break whatever sense of calm persisted in that car. As Chanyeol sped down the open roads, he glanced over every once in a while to see Baekhyun staring out the window, an unreadable expression on his face.

What is he thinking about?

Chanyeol bit his lip in frustration. Hopefully, he hadn’t ruined everything with their kiss, but he was still determined to win Baekhyun’s heart in one way or another. Before they left that morning, Chanyeol’s mother had told him that Baekhyun’s birthday was coming up in a week, and Chanyeol was going to make the day absolutely perfect. He was already planning out the perfect day, and it was going to be spectacular.

A smile blossomed on his face as he fantasized about the day they would have. As he glanced over to Baekhyun again, this time his eyes were met by the boy’s warm chocolatey ones, and the older quickly glanced away. He wished he could read the emotions in those eyes, figure out what was going on in that complicated mind of his.

Although they didn’t speak the rest of the ride, the air somehow felt a little lighter.

<>Baekhyun POV<>

A blur of sky and land sped past Baekhyun’s vision as he gazed out of the car window. The light from the sun warmed his face and for a few moments he closed his eyes and let himself bask in it. Although he would never admit it, the warmth he felt wasn’t just from the light of the sun.

Memories of their kiss kept flashing through his mind in flurries of warmth and color. He felt his cheeks heat up as his mind replayed the blissful sensations of Chanyeol’s lips against his and his hands in his hair and under his shirt. Their bodies pressed together, Chanyeol’s warm chest on his. Somewhere hidden in those sensations was a tangle of emotions, but the harder he tried to untangle the threads, the more confused he became. He had already known that he liked boys, but after Jongin he had promised himself not to let himself get ensnared by anybody else.

For as long as he could remember, he had been building up walls around him, each getting higher and stronger to prevent anybody from ever discovering the true Byun Baekhyun, but somehow Chanyeol had seemed to make it his mission to break through each of his walls one by one. The closer Chanyeol got to Baekhyun, the harder it became to resist him, and that filled him with both a crippling fear and a spark of excitement. For the first time in a very long while, Baekhyun was actually excited for the weeks to come. He didn’t have a phone or friends or parties, but somehow he found himself happier without all of the superficial, materialistic aspects of his life. His speeding thoughts eventually slowed as drowsiness began to overtake him, and his eyes began to flutter closed.

As he nestled his head into the car door and his breathing slowed, he silently thanked his mom for sending him to the farm for the summer.

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“Home at last

Vacancy, hotel room, lost in me, lost in you

Angela, on my knee, I belong, I believe”

• Listen to Angela by the Lumineers while reading this section

The next week passed in a state of bucolic peace. The days were filled with trips to the stream and horseback rides while the nights were filled with painted sunsets and stargazing from the roof of the barn. When Baekhyun’s eyes opened, the first thing he smelled was one of Chanyeol’s signature breakfasts. The scents of eggs, bacon, and toast filled his nostrils and he groggily sat up and ran a hand through his hair. Chanyeol was nowhere to be found, so he stood up and shuffled over to the stove to check out how the breakfast was looking. As he was leaning over a skillet of sizzling bacon, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he felt a nose nuzzle into his hair.

“Good morning” Chanyeol’s baritone voice mumbled from behind him. Although Baekhyun wasn’t completely comfortable yet with Chanyeol’s affectionate gestures, for once he let himself relax into Chanyeol’s warm embrace.

“Smells good.” Baekhyun’s groggy voice muttered as Chanyeol planted a soft kiss on top of his head.

For a few moments, Baekhyun almost believed that they were a couple. The soft sound of the birds singing outside and the warm sunlight heating his skin paired with Chanyeol’s gentle embrace made him feel like he was floating, and for a few moments he let himself close his eyes and enjoy the warmth.

“What day is it?” Chanyeol casually asked as he released his hold on Baekhyun and flipped the bacon.

“I don’t know, Baekhyun responded as he padded over to the bathroom, “The 12th I think.”

Baekhyun didn’t bother to look back at Chanyeol as he responded, and in doing so completely missed the warm smile spreading across Chanyeol’s face.

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<>Chanyeol’s POV<>

“What’s all this?” Baekhyun’s soft, confused smile made Chanyeol’s heart speed up as the taller held a basket in one hand and a soft blanket in the other.

“We’re going on a picnic!” Chanyeol responded cheerfully as he saddled up his horse. Baekhyun’s smile grew wider and he disappeared into the tack room to grab his gear for Penelope.

A few minutes later, Chanyeol was spreading out his blanket in a soft green field filled with fluffy dandelions and bright white daisies. Baekhyun flopped down on the blanket and gazed up at the puffy clouds in the sky, and the glimmer in his eyes made Chanyeol’s heart feel like it was going to burst.

“You know you look like a little kid right now.” Chanyeol teased.

“Shut up you .” Baekhyun shoved Chanyeol’s shoulder.

Well, he’s definitely still got some sass.

Chanyeol was still amazed at how much Baekhyun had changed since their kiss. Although they hadn’t done anything like that since, Baekhyun didn’t push him away as much anymore, and in rare moments like these he let his guard down and revealed a side of himself that was much more soft and gentle than his usually hard and sassy exterior.

“Ok, now close your eyes.” Chanyeol instructed as he rummaged around in the picnic basket.

“I don’t trust you.” Baekhyun deadpanned, “If you pull any funny business you’re dead to me.”

Chanyeol chuckled, making sure Baekhyun’s eyes were closed before he pulled out a container with a small cupcake he had packed that morning. He quietly lit the candle crawled over on the blanket so he was directly in front of Baekhyun.

“Okay… open!”

Baekhyun’s eyes fluttered open and almost immediately a huge, smile lit up his face as his eyes widened in surprise.

“H-- How did you know?” Chanyeol relished in the realization that when he smiled his eyes turned into little crescents, and it was so incredibly endearing.

“A little bird told me.” Chanyeol teased, handing the cupcake over to the smaller boy, “Now make a wish.”

Baekhyun thought for a moment before he closed his eyes and blew out the candle.

“What did you wish for?” Chanyeol inquired as Baekhyun began to peel the wrapper off.

“Not telling you.” Baekhyun retorted as he took a big bite into his cupcake,

“Ohmygod this is ing amazing.” he mumbled with his mouth full of cupcake.

A huge smile plastered Chanyeol’s face as he watched Baekhyun happily eat the cupcake.

Today is going to be perfect

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“If I never knew you

If I never knew the love

I just wanna feel this moment”

• Listen to Le Noir by BAP when reading this section

As the black tesla sped through the city streets, Baekhyun, sitting in the passenger seat, fidgeted in anticipation.

Just an hour ago, Chanyeol had lead him to the loft and told him to dress up nicely and meet him in front of the farm house. When Baekhyun had nervously stepped up to the driveway, wearing a white button down and black dress pants, his eyes had widened as Chanyeol greeted him wearing a perfectly tailored suit and holding the door open to a shiny black Tesla. Baekhyun had never been so close to a car that expensive in his whole life.

Where did he get this car? Can owning a farm really be that lucrative?

Baekhyun had hesitantly slid into the passenger seat, stiffening momentarily as Chanyeol reached across him to buckle his seatbelt, the smell of musky vanilla wafting up to his nose from the taller man’s skin.

Now they were cruising through the city streets after an hour of driving towards an unknown destination, and Baekhyun’s head was filled with a melting pot of emotions. He was nervous about whatever location lay ahead of them, he was excited to celebrate his birthday, he was anxious to get out of the car after a long ride, but most of all he felt a creeping, intense warmth whenever his eyes flicked over to Chanyeol’s flawless figure. His hands gripped the steering wheel and his usually charismatic eyes were intense as he fixed them on the road ahead. His black hair was styled perfectly, and his suit hugged his body in all the right places. Baekhyun couldn’t help but be at least a little , no matter how much he tried to convince himself that he wasn’t.

Finally, the car pulled up to a large edifice with ambient lighting surrounding the entrance. A circular overhang shadowed two sets of revolving glass doors. The words “Pierre Gagnaire à Séoul” were scrawled in swirling cursive on the sample menu outside the building, and Baekhyun’s breath caught in his throat.

“Chanyeol.” he stopped him before he got out of the car, “You really don’t need to…”

A Michelin-Star restaurant. Baekhyun heard this place was only frequented by celebrities and rich CEO’s, so what was a plain city boy like Baekhyun doing here? The better question was how on earth Chanyeol could afford this.

“Shut up Baekhyun, it’s your birthday and you deserve it.” Chanyeol flashed a smile before exiting the car and opening Baekhyun’s door for him, holding out his hand. Baekhyun hesitated only a moment before taking the hand in his and letting Chanyeol lead him to the restaurant with the taller man’s hand on his lower back.

“Reservation for 2.” Chanyeol’s voice became professional and polite, “Park.”

The host’s eyes widened slightly before she nodded and led them to a table in the back of the restaurant in a private room. Baekhyun noticed curiously that there seemed to be nobody else in the restaurant with them.

Isn’t this place usually impossible to get a reservation for?

A menu was placed in his hands and he heard Chanyeol murmuring to the server before they were left alone. They were seated at an elegant, white, circular table in comfortable wine red and black armchairs, and Baekhyun took a moment to look around the restaurant. The walls were gilded with gold detailing and the ceilings were decked with delicate crystal chandeliers that glittered and gleamed in the soft lighting.

When Baekhyun’s eyes landed back on Chanyeol, his eyes were met with the other's and Baekhyun held his gaze only a moment before averting his eyes back to the menu.

“2 glasses of Dom Pérignon, please.”,The waiter came back with 2 elegant champagne glasses and showed Chanyeol the bottle before pouring it into the glasses.

Oh god that sounds expensive

“Oh , I'm sorry I forgot about... Just one glass is fine right?” Chanyeol spluttered apologetically, his eyes furrowed with concern.

“Oh… um yeah that’s fine!” Chanyeol nodded and ushered the waiter away, leaving them alone again.

Baekhyun finally took an actual look at his menu, and immediately blanched at the prices.

“Chanyeol, I can’t…”

“Don’t worry about the price, Baek. I have a special discount.”
 

“But… I can’t even understand what half of this means!” Baekhyun exclaimed as his gaze scanned several dishes with the ingredients entirely in French.

Chanyeol placed his napkin on his seat as he stood up and stepped behind Baekhyun. His right hand pointed at several items on the menu as he explained them, and his left hand slid onto Baekhyun's thigh. As the taller's thumb started moving in circles on the sensitive skin of his thigh, Baekhyun swallowed and could barely pay attention to his words as he felt intense heat move throughout his body in waves. Chanyeol's thumb stopped moving just in time for Baekhyun to catch his last sentence.

“You’d like this. It’s beef with parsley, escargot sauce, and potato ice cream with caviar.”

“Caviar?” Baekhyun repeated incredulously, his heart rate beginning to slow “Also since when did you speak French?”

Who is this man and what did he do with Chanyeol?

“Ce soir tu seras à moi.” Chanyeol retorted in a perfect french accent.

“Um, I have no clue what you just said but thanks? Maybe?”

Chanyeol laughed and Baekhyun couldn’t help but smile.

I could get used to this. Baekhyun startled himself with his own thoughts.

“And that beef thing actually sounds really good.”

Chanyeol returned to his chair just as the waiter returned.

“I’ll have the…” Chanyeol listed off a few fancy-sounding French names before adding on Baekhyun’s order.

“Is that all?” the waiter said after reading back his order.

“For now,” Chanyeol responded with a courteous smile before handing his menu to the waiter.

The night seemed to stretch into eternity with the two laughing and smiling the whole time. It was the first time in a while Baekhyun had felt free to laugh, to show his boxy smile that he hated and not care about it being ugly or not.
 

God did it feel good.

A/N:

Hey guys, I’m back! So first a general update. Right now they’re near in the middle of July, so I think there will be about 3 more chapters until the summer is over, maybe 4. But don’t worry! A sequel is already in the works. ;)

Thank you so so much for over 1000 views! I’m so happy that you guys are liking the story so far, it really motivates me to keep writing. Thank you also to everybody who has commented, it truly makes my day every time I check the story and see a comment from one of you.

Regarding Baek’s birthday, yes I know it’s actually May 6th, but for the purpose of this story, it’s in July.

Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Things are getting a little ~sPiCy~ next chapter; prepare yourselves.

Comments and kudos are greatly appreciated!