Summary: Baekhyun's a hoe hoe hoe.

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It's just like old times.

Except it's not.

It's been more than 6 months since they last saw each other in person, and Baekhyun never wants to stop hugging the giant. Ever.

Luckily, his parents' master bedroom is downstairs and they can lock his bedroom door, but it still makes -y times a bit difficult.

Watching Netflix on his laptop is the closest thing they have to the little television that used to be in his room back in Korea, but Baekhyun's not complaining.

It's not like either of them are even watching.

Breathlessly, Baekhyun pulls away just enough to turn his focus on Chanyeol's shirt. Grabbing the hem, he tries to lift it up, but the giant stops him by holding onto his wrists.

"We're not going to start removing clothes."

Baekhyun frowns in protest. "I just want to feel you ."

"Not with your parents downstairs."

Still, Baekhyun doesn't give up.

"But you got hotter, Yeol." Biting his bottom lip, Baekhyun glances up at him. "Like... Yeah, we video chat and everything, but— Yeollie. You kind of bulked up a little bit. Just enough. Anyways, I feel like I should see what else changed about you in the past few months, so if you would just kindly let go, I can make you happy—"

Rolling his eyes, Chanyeol keeps his hold steady. "Not now. Maybe when your parents leave for work or something."

"So, tomorrow."

"I mean—"

"Okay! Tomorrow, we'll cuddle. Then, I can show you around town! We can go to Disneyland soon, too! I have passes and I can get you a ticket." Baekhyun smiles at the thought of their itinerary. "I'm excited. Still a bit , but I guess we have all break."

"When did you get all rated on me?" Chanyeol asks, scoffing. He lets go of the brunet's hand when the latter is no longer actively trying to life up his shirt. "Kinda miss the cute Baekhyun."

Baekhyun gapes at him... All of a sudden, sitting on Chanyeol's lap feels wrong. "You don't like Baekhyun?"

Sensing the change in mood, Chanyeol sighs. He uses a free hand to cup the latter's cheek, dragging his thumb on the corner of Baekhyun's lips. "I like both."

Turning his head, Baekhyun the thumb with the tip of his tongue... Just barely. "Good. Now, do you want the blueberry?"

"What?"

Baekhyun laughs as he scoots off of Chanyeol's lap, leaving the man confused. "The blueberry!"

"Baekhyun."

Getting on the floor, Baekhyun gets on his knees and sits in front of Chanyeol's legs. "It's been, like, seven months," he says with a pout. "And I just miss it, you know. The . Yours in particular— I mean, I haven't seen other people's but I miss yours because it's the only one I've ever touched. Well, except mine, but self-cest doesn't count."

Scoffing, Chanyeol gently puts a hand over Baekhyun's head. "Babe."

"Yeah?"

"You need to slow down."

Baekhyun's shoulders drop. He looks deflated. "But I'm just happy you're here. I want to feel close to you, Yeol."

"We'll have plenty of time for that when I'm not so jet-lagged," Chanyeol says, giving him an apologetic look. "Like you said, we have tomorrow. I'll be here for a week and a half."

Putting his hands on Chanyeol's knees, Baekhyun pushes them apart. "Okay, but on Monday, I have to go on the trip up to Tahoe with my friends for three days and two nights! That doesn't give us a lot of time alone afterwards."

"We can call each other while you're on the trip. It's not that—"

Baekhyun looks shocked for a second before he recovers.

Then, as he's sliding his hands to the space in between Chanyeol's legs, Baekhyun huffs. "You didn't fly all the way here from Seoul to surprise me... just to end up calling me while I'm in Tahoe, you giant idiot," he mumbles. "You're coming with me."

"I'm what?"

Baekhyun looks up at him with his eyebrows all furrowed. "You're coming with me and my friends to Tahoe," he repeats. "Now your pants because I want to ."

Chanyeol puts his hands down by his side. When Baekhyun tries to fumble the front of his jeans open, the giant temporarily stops him right after the zipper makes its way down.

"Coming uninvited to your trip with your friends seems a little inconsiderate."

"It's okay! We're renting an Airbnb, but you can share my bed with me!" Baekhyun's fingers find the opening in the front Chanyeol's boxer-briefs after struggling out of the gangster's hold. "My friends know about you, so it's fine. They'll be excited to meet you in person. And honestly, I want to show you off! Sometimes they don't believe I actually have a boyfriend even though I talk about you all the time."

Chanyeol doesn't say anything for a while until he felt himself wrapped around Baekhyun's familiar, soft (and warm) hand. "That's annoying."

Baekhyun stops his hand motions. "This?"

"No. Your friends."

"Oh." After being given the clear, Baekhyun shrugs and continues coaxing the bleep in his right hand. "They're okay. I miss everyone in Korea. Everyone here is so... hard to please."

Chanyeol's jaw tightens as he leans back. "Why's that?"

"I don't know. They just don't get it. I mean, they're nice and all, but I can't talk to them about some stuff because I don't like what they tell me sometimes." Baekhyun teases the tip with his mouth before pulling back. "I'm just happy we made it seven months without breaking up. Instead, here we are! in hand, on the holidays!"

"Can you shut up? Your parents—"

Baekhyun shuts both of them up by putting all of it in his mouth.

The last time he had it in there was...  somewhere in May? Early June?

Fudge.

He ends up gagging. His reflexes were out of practice and, frankly, the back of his throat wasn't ready for all of that.

Chanyeol curses, grabbing Baekhyun by his hair and forcibly pulls him off. "For 's sake, you idiot," he growled. "We're done for tonight."

Wiping the corner of his mouth. Baekhyun tries to protest as soon as he finds his voice again. "But that was only one ! It's not fair—"

Ignoring him, Chanyeol makes the painful decision to put everything back where it came from. "Not everything is fair," he answers, kissing the disgruntled brunet on the forehead. "Stop giving me that damn look. We'll try again tomorrow."

"Pinky swear it, then," Baekhyun says, holding up his hand.

It's the only way to make a real promise.

"Fine." Chanyeol hooks their two pinkies together. "Happy?"

"Not really, but whatever. I'll have you to myself all day tomorrow." Baekhyun gets up from the floor and starts rubbing his knees. "I can't believe I gagged... Maybe I should've practiced while you were away on some cucumbers or something!"

"As long as it's an inanimate object," Chanyeol mutters underneath his breath. Afterwards, he gets up from the bed to embrace the brunet. "I'll see you in the morning."

"I'll crawl in to cuddle you later," Baekhyun announces, voice muffled by the giant's shirt. "Leave your door unlocked. I want to sleep with you today... Okay?"

Chanyeol gives in. "Okay."

A/n: lets defeat the heteros in the kpop tag >:o

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