It had never been a problem before… It was commonplace to see Baekhyun with some foreign object in his mouth, whether that be a pen... tooth pic...sehun’s ing hands... He always had something in his mouth. For a while it had always been bubblegum - ("Google says I should treat my oral fixation with gum or just have a bunch of straws in reach at all times to chew... I think I'll go with the gum.") - but Baekhyun's obscenely loud and honestly obnoxious chewing ~ not to mention POPPING ~ had prompted his fellow members to go into fits of spontaneous aggression. One particularly heinous pop had resulted in an argument that ended with Jongin in tears, Jongdae leaving the city, and Junmyeon calling their manager ~ who was taking his much anticipated, and very SHORT holiday ~ to vent. So bubblegum had been banned from the dorm and Baekhyun had gone back to chewing on random objects - many of which did NOTbelong to him.

But lately he'd found a replacement... A replacement that had caused Chanyeol a never ending pit of despair and distress.

~ Lollipop's ~

The issue was that the rest of the members seemed relieved at Baekhyun's new choice of oral satisfaction. No more abhorrent popping sounds, and no more belongings with saliva all over them! So why should Chanyeol be upset? Well... The other members didn't have to deal with Baekhyun continuously sitting down next to them, innocently pulling out his chosen er, and makING THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLY VULGAR SLURPING NOISES KNOWN TO MAN! He never did it when the others were around, always away at it silently in his mouth when anyone other than Chanyeol was in ear's reach; but if it was only him? Then Baekhyun not only had to it as loud and lewdly as possible, but also had to shove it right down his throat until he gagged; and for WHAT REASON? Chanyeol had unquestionably had enough. He had no idea why Baekhyun had chose him as his merciless victim, either way it was cruel, given that he knew how Chanyeol felt... but whatever his intentions were, he was sick of it!

He eyed the little er bitterly from across the room. They were in the dance studio, just him, Baekhyun and Junmyeon. It had been suggested that he and Junmyeon stay behind to polish up the moves they were struggling with before tomorrow's performance ~ but Baekhyun had, much to Chanyeol's dismay ~ volunteered to "Stay behind and help the slowbo’s"... Of course what he had meant when he said "help" was sit in the corner and laugh whenever they made mistake.

He caught Baekhyun glance up at the clock, petulant smirk forming over his lips. Chanyeol knew what it meant... Junmyeon had to leave in five minutes to meet with some magazine CEO about an endorsement... meaning he and Baekhyun would be alone... Meaning Chanyeol would be stuck with the torturous pain of listening to Baekhyun a chupa'chup whilst gargling away his gag reflexes for what would feel like an eternity. Maybe if he ran away with Junmyeon, said he had some errands to run, people to talk to, places to be, aNyThINg to escape the torment - but five minutes came and went and as Junmyeon bid his farewells, retreating out the door, Chanyeol watched in horror, as Baekhyun rose off of his seat and sauntered over.

"What's happnin' Yeollie rollie pollie?" He teased, swaying as he walked, cheeks hollowing around the er.

"Was just about to leave actually - " Chanyeol responded sternly, he really had absolutely NO interest in sticking around to experience the inevitable downfall of his little remaining sanity.

"Aww don't you wanna hang out with me Yeollie? We always have fun don't we!?" Chanyeol cringed outwardly at Baekhyun's pouty attempts at aegyo. Maybe, MAYBE, if the situation was different he might find the childish nature cute, even endearing - but his string of patience had been weighted heavy for far too long and was ready to snap at any moment. Baekhyun a ring around his lollipop, pulling off it with a loud pop that rung in Chanyeol's ears. he titled his head to the side, paring up at the much taller man through grinning eye's.

"You look upset, why would that be?" Baekhyun mocked, leaning forward expectantly. He seemed to have some sort of need to push boundaries, It's like he knew where the line was, but wanted to just get a closer look at it, go as near to to the edge as possible, and maybe just step a foot over to see what happens.

"Oh I wonder ing why! Could be the fact that you only seem to come after me! Kyungsoo used to be your punching bag what happened to that, why me all of a sudden?" He was probably being unreasonable at this point, but honestly who could blame him for being fed up. Baekhyun was ruthless... Once he started a game with someone, it wouldn't end until one party admitted defeat - but admitting defeat with Baekhyun just meant starting another game of "Baekhyun nags and pesters you over being a loser... It was tiring, really ing tiring.

"hmm.." Baekhyun huffed "Maybe you just want me to something else huh?" He snickered, glancing down hastily at Chanyeol's crotch, devilish grin plastered across his face.

There it was, the final straw, the string was broken. Chanyeol gave up, he couldn't carry this on anymore, not if he valued his sanity in any way... but the atmosphere had changed, Baekhyun wasn't smirking anymore, instead he was looking downwards, puzzled. Chanyeol followed his gaze down to his own crotch, only to see what was undoubtedly a terrifically obvious, and rather substantial ... His own, rather substantial ... What the ?

"Umm.. " He stuttered out pathetically. How the was his hard? WHY the was his hard?? It's not like popping s in a 100% conscious state without noticing was a normal occurrence. Baekhyun was still staring down at it, head tilted slightly to the side, he looked less mocking and more ... intrigued?? Either way all Chanyeol wanted to do was run out of there and promptly book tickets to the farthest away country possible... He was willing to say goodbye to the idol life, clearly it wasn't for him.

"You're hard." Baekhyun stated bluntly - No ing , it didn't take a bloody detective to figure that one out. Chanyeol tried to figure out how to pull his shirt down over his now uncomfortably obvious and sensitive length without making it too obvious that he was embarrassed about the fact that he'd PoPpeD A StIfFy due to frustration with his friend.

"it looks uncomfortable." Chanyeol wasn't sure if Baekhyun was being hypnotised or was simply mocking him, because his blank expression was doing nothing to help the deeply unsettling nature of the situation.

"Yeah, ugh well..." Chanyeol croaked, he was ready to sprint out any second now, as soon as his legs decided to start working again.

"Do you need help... Getting rid of it?" Chanyeol really did physically choke then. He scanned Baekhyun's features for any sign of amusement, but came up with nothing.

"If you're pulling my leg right now just know that I don't find it funny at all." It was a sore subject... Several month earlier he had approached Baekhyun, lump in his throat but ready, almost excited, positive that his feeling's were reciprocated... Only for his confession to be met with an uncomfortable silence, followed by Baekhyun making a hasty retreat out the door. They didn't really talk for a good four weeks after that - conversed only when necessary and always formally - until one day out of the blue Baekhyun had decided to go back to normal again, poking fun at him and making jokes. Chanyeol had been confused, almost offended, and reasonably upset, but he had decided that being friends was better than being uncomfortable with each other... but that was then.

"I'm not." Baekhyun's reply was stern, he seemed serious, but still Chanyeol refused to swallow it as truth, letting it stick uncomfortably in his throat.

"You can't just jump up and say those sort of things after -" He didn't know how to outright say it, he didn't want to outright say it, he'd rather have just forgotten the situation entirely over time, but Baekhyun was never the type to let you forget things that made you embarrassed. "- after I confessed to you... You can't just go saying that when you acted like you didn't know me for weeks after that's... that's not fair baekhyun, it's just mean you're being mean it's not funny anymore."

"When did I say it was funny? You told me you liked me right after my 'break up' with Taeyeon did you expect me to jump into your arms and confess my ever fluorescing love for you right then and there?!"

"I expected you to say something!" Chanyeol snapped back, not wanting to hear excuses about it. Admittedly he'd been angry with Baekhyun at that time, for never explaining why, and letting him wonder silently to him self whether all the flirting in the past had just been friendly banter.

"I had the whole media watching my every move! Gossip sites at my door, Saesang fans threatening Taeyeon's life... Her fans hated me! Heck some of my fans hated me! What did you want for me to just forget all that and be with you? If I looked too happy the internet would have come after me - If I looked too sad the internet would have come after me - don't you get that I had a trillion things on my mind already I didn't need the guy I'de been secretly crushing on to come out and tell me he liked me when my career was already teetering on thin ice. What if people were to find out we felt that way for each other Yeol? Huh? You think it would be accepted with open arms? People have had their image in jeopardy over simple rumours let alone actual scandals."

Chanyeol had never really thought about it, how stressed Baekhyun must have been. He'd been so upset at that moment that he hadn't really taken into account the fact that Baekhyun was plagued by worry day and night through that time.

"You upset me too!" Baekhyun huffed, looking flushed and agitated. "When I told you we'd broken up, I thought you'd look past everything and... you know... ing comfort me? Yeah it was the companies idea for us to date in the first place but you never ing liked it, it wasn't like you were subtle about that but I thought that maybe... Maybe despite all that you'd stop and think about how breaking it off would effect me! Not because I was broken hearted or some but when you have so many people watching your every move, stuff like that doesn't just slip by... There were so many rumours spreading around about me, I didn't even ing matter any more people only cared about whatever the media portrayed to me but I THOUGHT -" Baekhyun was choking on his words now, spilling out the mountains of heated anguish he'd let fill up over the last year. " - I thought that YOU, of all people... My ing friend - putting aside the group, or our feelings for each other - none of that matters towards the fact that you we're and are my FRIEND, yet you treated me like I WAS the person in those magazines! I mean I thought YOU of all people would have believed me over some god damn gossip site but clearly not." Baekhyun huffed out deep, shaken breathes of both relief and distraught, While Chanyeol stood silent, unable to come up with the right words to say.

"I... I wasn't thinking about... I was just upset that..." Anything he said he stumbled over - He felt almost pathetic. Chanyeol had never thought of himself as a jealous person, usually took things with stride, and made do with whatever he had, he knew he had a lot of luck in life... but with Baekhyun, it had brought up some dark, unapologetic selfishness, and rooted envy he'd always managed to tuck away, untouched. It should have only mattered what they both knew, and how they both felt - but his feelings never let it be that simple.

"It's not that I didn't believe you." He finally managed to get out, Baekhyun looking part dismissive and part absorbed. "It was never about what I believed it was about what they believed... The gossip magazines, everyone, even people we worked with, they all thought that it was real ~ She was never anything but nice to me and yet I found myself loathing her, and all because they thought you loved her, and she loved you... But no I loved you! Why was something that didn't mean anything - a ing PR move - all over the place, the talk of the ing town, yet something real... ME?.. What I felt?.. It couldn't mean anything? it had to stay hidden? why can't we be all over magazines and gossip sites? Why is something fake more important than something real, why do people not want to see real?"

"We're idols Yeol, real isn't what we do... We can try and leak out as much of ourselves to feel validated and loved but at the end of the day people want perfect and that's not what we are."

"It's real that I love you!.. And that you feel something for me!.. Sure we may be stuck in this cycle but don't you want something genuine to hold onto... Even if it's just for us to know about, don't you want that?" He wasn't going to cry, he knew that Baekhyun liked him... And now that he had heard it out loud, the confirmation had settled an aching portion of him that had been out of place for so long.

"Of course I do... I just... What if someone found out?" Baekhyun was looking down at his feet, shuffling from side to side. Chanyeol understood now. He didn't know why he hadn't before. "If someone, not in the group or our immediate circle, found out about... us being... together? It wouldn't just effect us it would be the whole group! Over! I've already ed up several times, it's always me Yeollie! If it happens again -"

"It won't... We can be careful, we're not senseless." Chanyeol could feel the gears inside him clicking into place. He finally felt like something was being resolved, and whether it turned out the way he wanted or not, he couldn't help but let the warm blanket of relief engulf him.

"I think about -" Baekhyun breathed out heavily, relaxing his shoulders, letting acceptance settle "- I think about being with you a lot... Like... If we could just love each other like normal people, without all these barriers getting in the way. If we could have just met in some other situation, in some other country, gone on dates, gotten married, adopted kids, just... I usually hate normalcy but theres times, situations where I just wish -" Baekhyun cowered away from the unsettling tension between them. Chanyeol had spent too much time being angry at him to remember why he even loved Baekhyun in the first place. The face that he accepted the odd things in life, embraced the peculiar and extravagant area's of it but still found comfort in the quiet moments. People seemed to perceive him as some loud invasive unstable person, always high strung... But once Baekhyun trusted someone he would let them see the gentle side, but only then. Chanyeol knew what Baekhyun looked like when he was vulnerable - very little could say the same.

"I love you Baekhyun... You piss me the off but I love you... I hope that can be enough."

~

Chanyeol could still taste the watermelon lollipop on his lips, softly into his mouth while Baekhyun let out calming hums of gratitude. He wanted to stay like this forever. Embracing the fragile man in his arms, comforting him through his perils like he should have a long time ago. Baekhyun held onto his neck, trying to kiss away the formation of guilt that had settled at the pit of Chanyeol's stomach. Even if he couldn't get it to disintegrate, he could at least pretend it wasn't there... But as their pure, unpolished love for each other had blossomed and finally been let out to rome freely, another type of tension had been building, and was becoming more and more evident to both of them.

Given how long it had been, Chanyeol had done a good job at pushing his slight I s s u e to the side of the brain - hoping that it would just go away - but it hadn't, in fact, it was now expanding into a far bigger and thicker issue that he could not exactly ignore anymore. Rutting out his leg hesitantly he confirmed that Baekhyun was in the same position. Trying not to let his pride swell too much he broke away from Baekhyun's mouth, looking down at him, taking note of the glimmer in his eyes that he hadn't seen before.

"Yeol... We could stand here and pretend like we're don't both have raging hard on's, or we could do something about it." Baekhyun may have let his guard down for a second, but it never lasted for long. Even when Baekhyun wasn't in control, he was in control.

"Ugh... What do you suggest?" Chanyeol choked in response, cursing his vocal cords for failing him and making him sound like a pubescent 14 year old.

"Well." Baekhyun started, a glimmer of devilishness returning to his eyes. "I have an obvious oral fixation don't I? What do you think it is that I would fantasise about?" He teased, feathering a finger over Chanyeol's top button. Even after heated fits of rage, or bursts of passion filled emotion, Baekhyun was always Baekhyun in the end. Even if Chanyeol made the first move, Baekhyun was the one that had him wrapped up in his fist so tight that his breath only came out in short, desperate bursts.

"I don't know? What is it that you fantasies about." He'd play along with Baekhyun's game, he always did, because as he'd always known, Baekhyun never lost.

"When I'm alone - " Breathing speeding up, and then slowing right down, uneven, and unsettled. "Whether I'm in the shower, or in the dorm, when everyones asleep... I touch myself with one hand, and stick the other in by mouth - wishing that it was something else in there, I always wish it was you ~ I've wanted to you off since debut." Chanyeol tried his best not to choke on the lump in his throat, swallowing hastily. Always so vulgar, Baekhyun was never one for subtlety.

"it's hard having such a fixation you know? Always having to have something in your mouth, but always wanting it to be something else... All through the day, imagining you filling me up, making me choke, my eyes filling with tears... It's enough to make a man go crazy, you can't blame me for taking my frustration's out on you, when you're the one who does this to me? can you?" Chanyeol could feel a twist of anger sliver through him again, but it was different now, it was a tension built frustration, an aggression filing into his bones.

"Is that what you want huh? You want to taste me you ? You think you can take it?" Baekhyun knew how to bring the worst out of him, he wasn't exactly a moral citizen when it came to having a dirty mouth, but he wasn't usually this obscene.

He slid his thumb over Baekhyun's bottom lip, screwing his eyebrows together, nostrils flaring as he watched the smaller boy open his mouth and take the thumb into his mouth, sticking his tongue out as far as he could, up the length of it.

"Even if just for these next few minutes, you're mine, and i'll do what I want with you." Chanyeol snarled, looking down at Baekhyun who was already kneeling down slowly. He took the boy's chin in his hand, lifting his head up so they were making eye contact, looking into his eyes, seeing that same sparkle, and finally recognising it as desperation.

"If i can't have all of you forever, I'll take what I can, when I can, I just need you to give me the key?" He took command while giving Baekhyun control, the only dynamic that would ever work between them.

"You have me." Baekhyun mewled

"Then get on with it."

Baekhyun was on his knee's and ing Chanyeol's pants within milliseconds. Chanyeol bit his lip, watching Baekhyun work his pants down his legs, discarding his belt beside them, before nuzzling his face against his solid shaft, still trapped behind his underwear. The shorter man looked up at him with big innocent doll eyes.

"What is it you want? Permission?" Chanyeol asked, stepping back slightly, frustrated with the hold up. He could only handle so much teasing, especially when his manhood was starting to feel strangled within it's cotton prison. Baekhyun didn't answer, just sat on his knee's looking up, mouth hung open and tongue out, the perfect image of submission, finally surrendering all control.

"Ok - Ok if that's what you want you can have it." Chanyeol worked his own underwear off, groaning slightly in satisfaction when he felt himself spring free. "You want it rough huh?" He asked, watching Baekhyun features screw up in desperate pleading. "Ok, rough it is."

He lined himself up, hissing as he felt his tip brush against Baekhyun's lips, while Baekhyun whined quietly in satisfaction.

"Don't choke babe, I want you to take all of me without hesitation." He slid in, feeling baekhyun's tongue react against him, holding his jaw in place, as he drove further into the smaller boy, who had his eyes screwed shut and hands balled into fists.

"Is that ok? You like that?" As much as he wanted relief he wasn't going to just use Baekhyun unless both parties were happy. He waited for Baekhyun's nod of approval before ing back in. After he had gotten past his hesitation, his hips found their way into a rhythm, bucking in and out of Baekhyun, who was loudly around his , sending flushes of vibrations up and through his body. Chanyeol believed he would probably wither up and die if Baekhyun wanted this to be a one time thing, because now that he had tasted this feeling, he couldn't see himself being anything other than addicted.
The way Baekhyun hollowed his cheeks around him, pressing his tongue up against his throbbing vein, letting him slide in and out of his mouth, the hot suction making him weak at the knee's. When he looked down to see Baekhyun his own , pants down around his ankles, he felt the knot in his gut grow excruciatingly tight, his s becoming sloppy as he buckled over slightly, grabbing onto Baekhyun's face and holding it in place. Baekhyun never looked anywhere but up at him, eyes full of tears as he swallowed the length whole willing himself not to choke. Chanyeol could see that he too was close, as he started whimpering around his , latching his suction on even tighter than before. He couldn't take it anymore, looking down at Baekhyun, ed out face covered in tears, flushed bright red, hair plastered to his forehead with sweat... He had never seen something so beautiful... and as soon as he felt Baekhyun let out a long, broken cry, electricity surging right through him as released all over his own hand, Chanyeol couldn't hold it in anymore. He ed right in, holding Baekhyun's head in place by his hair and felt himself , right into Baekhyun's throat. He felt the smaller boy swallow it all, abused throat taking every drop down, humming in satisfaction while Chanyeol used the last of his strength to stand those few more seconds before slumping to the floor, exhausted.

~

He looked up, face to face with the boy he was in love with. Abused lips, and tear stained cheeks, he took Baekhyun's face in his hands ~ but gently now ~ and leaned his forehead against the others.

"Are you ok? I didn't hurt you did I." Baekhyun smiled blissfully, shaking his head. collapsing forward, Baekhyun rested his head on Chanyeol's chest, humming happily... Chanyeol felt a mixture of pride, love, and protectiveness swell inside him as he held Baekhyun into him, his arm, and kissing his head.

"This doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to... I can't force you into anything, I don't want you to be uncomfortable." He had to let all of his selfish wishes aside. He didn't just kinda like Baekhyun he loved him, which meant sacrificing if needed.

"I don't want to leave it at this, even if I only get to kiss you every few weeks ... I'll take it" Baekhyun croaked out, voice struggling to form the words through his wrecked throat. Chanyeol grinned, wide and truthful. He didn't want to get to happy but it felt like a large crater in his world had been filled, and he just wanted to let himself feel it, just this once, with his love cradled in his arms.

~

Once they had cleaned themselves up, through exchanges of awkward giggles, and nudged of Affection, Chanyeol retrieved his things that had been left uncared about in the corner of the room.

~ unread messages ~

A strong sinking feeling ran through him. If they had been caught by someone, an authority, someone who would snitch to the higher up's, this could be it for them. He slid his phone open with shaky hands, clicking his messages hesitantly -

Kyungsoo: ing thanks now I have to wash my eyes out with bleach or honestly something stronger...

Kyungsoo: The fact that you didn't hear me come in honestly baffles me but regardless could you have not done THAT somewhere else???

Kyungsoo: I mean good on you I guess the tension was driving everyone up the wall but jeSUS ING CHRIST

Kyungsoo: I'll let it slide this time but if I ever have to see anything like that with my own two eyes again I'm leaking the information to every news outlet I can find IDGAF >:(

...

Kyungsoo: I'm happy for you by the way, I did worry that you guys were getting to miserable ... I'm happy you could work it out

 

Baekhyun jumped up behind him, trying to look over his shoulder, devilish grin back on his face.

"Of all the people to see it was Kyungsoo?! HA! Serves him right for coming after me with a compass!"

Chanyeol chuckled, feeling blissfully content.