Summary: Chanyeol's a gangster and Baekhyun's his (blank).

(ps: this is a double update. read the chapter before this)

Today, Baekhyun tastes like Melona and Chanyeol doesn't mind it at all.

Gordon Ramsay's screaming as always, but it goes unnoticed. They're on episode something something— Chanyeol lost track. He only keeps track of how many times Baekhyun giggles whenever he brushes his lips on his jawline, right below the ear.

"Yeol?"

"Hm?"

"I can't stay long today."

Chanyeol pulls away just enough to look at the runt underneath him. "Why?"

Baekhyun pouts. "I have to help my mom with something."

"Like, moving boxes to your new house." The gangster watches his reaction carefully, but Baekhyun's learning how to lie with ease.

"Yeah. Just a bit."

Chanyeol's lips form into a thin line. "And how's that going?"

"Pretty good!" Baekhyun tries to pull the gangster back down on him, but he can feel the latter resisting. "Now, come on. Give me kissies—"

"I haven't seen your mom in forever. I should go over sometime."

"Okay! She'll be happy to see you," Baekhyun says, smiling.

Narrowing his gaze, Chanyeol looks at the brunet with a questioning expression. He can't tell if Baekhyun's lying or not.

Whatever.

If Baekhyun wants to keep pretending like this, then it. Chanyeol doesn't really feel like picking an argument.

Sighing, the gangster places a quick kiss on the runt's lips but pulls back just when Baekhyun starts to respond.

Upset, Baekhyun starts giving him the boo boo lip. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"We need to set some things straight."

"Like?"

Saying it out loud is really ing. What the actual .

"Why do you even like me?"

Chanyeol's never had to ask that question before. It was always obvious why other people liked him, but Baekhyun was different. He was always upfront about liking him but the reason was never really as obvious as the persistent whining for attention.

"Cause I think you're cute!" Baekhyun says it like it's the one thing he believes in the whole wide world.

Sitting upright, Chanyeol gets off of Baekhyun and settles on the other side of the mattress. He scoffs as he starts ing his uniform. "That's it?"

"Well, I also like you because you like cats." Baekhyun loves Salem. That's pretty obvious.

The runt smiles as he stares up at the ceiling. "I like you cause you like my mom. That's important to me. Oh! And you remind me of Gordon."

"What do you mean?"

"You call me annoying but I know you're like, in love with me." Baekhyun tries to keep his giggles quiet but it ends up sounding like gurgled choking.

When Chanyeol shrugs off the shirt, his body catches Baekhyun's attention. Gasping, the brunet sits upright, almost scrambling to the opposite side of the bed like he's hiding from something.

"Why're you doing that?" he whispers.

"I'm not doing anything."

That's a lie.

Chanyeol bends his index finger, motioning for Baekhyun to crawl over to him (which he does because why wouldn't he).

After guiding his little runt on his lap until the boy's straddling him, Chanyeol starts undoing Baekhyun's perfectly tucked shirt. The buttons can't pop off fast enough.

"Yeol, what're you doing?" Baekhyun asks again. Yet, he doesn't protest it. Instead, he runs his hands down the gangster's bare chest.

"What does it look like, idiot?" Chanyeol mutters the words before his lips make contact with the brunet's neck, which earns him a soft moan.

He doesn't want to admit it but maybe—just maybe— he'll miss this stupid boy if he does leave.

The thought of it makes him upset. Trying to forget about it, Chanyeol focuses on the damn buttons.

It takes longer than he initially wanted but he finally gets all the stupid buttons undone.

"Yeol...?"

Hearing his name from Baekhyun's lips does something to him— and Chanyeol doesn't know if that's a good thing.

"Hm?"

"Are we going to, um..." Baekhyun can't speak. At least, not with Chanyeol half in front of him. "Are we going to do that thing today?"

"No," Chanyeol says quietly, lips up against the brunet's shoulder. "Not yet."

"Hm... Yeol?"

"What?"

His runt likes to talk.

"I'm your boyfriend, right?"

There's a hint of uncertainty in Baekhyun's voice that usually isn't there.

The question makes Chanyeol think for a moment before looking up and seeing those annoying, brown eyes staring at him, searching for answers.

The small pause of silence lingers for a while but Chanyeol puts an end to it by kissing his boyfriend on the cheek, hoping it's enough to answer the question.

And it is.

A/n: dropped the sis off at UCLA so I wrote this on the way there and on the way back to the Central Valley B-) OK bye!

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