Chanyeol’s bed was large and comfortable, and Chanyeol was always grateful for it when he brought home a bed partner, though that wasn’t terribly often. After a quick stop for some Thai takeaway, the intense session from the rink had continued at Chanyeol’s apartment. It had been exactly what they both needed to dispense the charged atmosphere that had settled around them on the ice; as soon as they had changed out of their skates Baekhyun had dragged Chanyeol into the locker room, quickly stripped him of his clothing and pushed him against the wall of the shower. They had ed hard and fast, panting and messy under the spray.

Now, they laid snuggled together on Chanyeol’s bed, Baekhyun’s head and hands resting on Chanyeol’s chest, both exhausted from the . Chanyeol had just begun to close his eyes when Baekhyun spoke.

“I’m glad you skated with me,” he said. “I honestly didn’t think I was going to get you out there.”

“You don’t have to try as hard as you think to get me to do things,” Chanyeol responded, breathing softly. “I already can’t say no to you and we haven’t been...dating that long...we are dating, right? Can I call it that? ”

Baekhyun laughed. “Yes, yes we’re dating…”

“Good, good. That’s good,” Chanyeol stuttered out.

“I don’t know is it good, or is it more just ok?” Baekhyun giggled.

“Oh my god,” Chanyeol laughed, nudging Baekhyun. “You’re the worst.”

“In all seriousness though...I, umm...I wanted to ask...would you come with me?” Baekhyun looked up at Chanyeol, his eyes sparkling.

“Again? Baek we’ve already done it twice, I don’t--”

“No! Oh god. You’re awful. I meant to...to Four Continents next week. I--”

“Yes,” Chanyeol said, picking up one of Baekhyun’s hands from his chest. “Yes, I will go with you.”

“Are you sure? I mean, it’s only a week away and--” Baekhyun asked, panic tinging his voice.

“Listen, If you want me there,” Chanyeol said, running a hand through Baekhyun’s hair. “I will find a way to be there.”

Baekhyun didn’t respond. He simply leaned up and pressed a kiss to Chanyeol’s lips, smiling as he pulled away and returned to his resting spot.

“I’m glad you’re coming,” he said, snuggling further into Chanyeol’s chest and slowly drifting off to sleep.

Chanyeol stared down at the smaller man and smiled. “Me too,” he whispered in return.