Chanyeol's POV

I lay sprawled on my couch, which now seems to big for me alone. If only I had a small certain boy curled up against me. Sadly, I realize, I declared a break with this certain boy. 

I groan and flip over.

He kissed Sehun! My arch nemesis as of now. I frown. 

What's so perfect about this Sehun? My eyes narrow. Sure, He's tall... And has pretty big thighs.

A bit on the muscular side, and then at the same time not. 

Screw his handsome face. 

And his thin but pink lips. 

"Aish." I gasp. Those lips were on Baekhyun! I suddenly wonder if he's a good kisser. Did Baekhyun like it? Did Baekhyun like him? 

"Chanyeol!" My phone practically screeches at me and I remember I'm on call. 

"Sorry Lu" I place the phone to my ear again. 

LuHan sighs. "This is important! And kind of embarrassing..." His voice rises in pitch. 

"I'm paying attention." I promise. 

"So, I have a boyfriend and-" 

I practically jump up. "WHAT? Since when? Luhan I KNEW IT YOU GAY ." 

"SHUT UP!" I could almost see the red spreading to his cheeks. 

I laugh and lean back. A bunch of questions swarm through my mind as to how LuHan acquired a boyfriend of all things. Considering a little while ago he was Mr. Straight. 

"Did you tell Tao?" I ask, already knowing the man won't ever let Luhan live this down. 

"No. Also who the you're calling a ? I top by the way." 

"Do you really?" My eyebrows raise slightly. 

He scoffs. "I mean... We haven't actually done it yet but-"

"Mhm I bet." I tease, automatically curious to the man who stole my best friend's heart.  

Luhan clicks his tongue. "He's amazing, really." The man gushes. 

I smile to myself, my mind going to Baekhyun for a split second. "Hey. Who is this mystery man, and when can I meet him?" 

"Aw I need Daddy's approval?" Lu Han's voice turns small and innocent. 

"Don't ever say that again." 

"You will meet him in due time, but his name is-" 

The doorbell rings detaching my attention from my phone. 

"Hey Lu, I didn't hear that but I'll call you back." I hung up and shoved my phone in my pocket while walking to my don't door. 

"Hello?" I asked, unsure of who could be over at this time in the afternoon. 

No answer. 

With a sigh, I open the door and there he's standing. Byun Baekhyun, at my doorstep. I'm shocked, somewhat. 

He's sweating and out of breath. 

"You look like a mess." I hold in a smile. "Why are you breathing so hard?" 

"I ran." He holds on to his knees. 

"You ran here from home!?" He has a car, I don't know why he would-

"No. The driveway. You have a long driveway." He says in between gasps. 

Within seconds I pull him in for a hug, a couple chuckles turn into full blow laughs. 

"Chanyeol." He says, finally. 

"Baekhyun." 

"I love you, I love you so goddamn much and I don't want you to leave me for Mina." He bursts into tears. "Buddha so help me, I don't want you with anyone but me." 

"Woah," I step back. "Baby where did this come from?" I hold his cheeks close to my face. "... And is this Barbeque?"

I wipe sauce off his cheek. 

Baekhyun sniffs. "Yeah." 

I'm smiling. I can't help it, Baekhyun looks so cute and innocent, crying over me. 

"This isn't funny!" He slaps my chest. 

I pull him aside and close the door, but Baekhyun's grip on my arm was tighter than ever. "Okay. I'm listening." 

"Mina, told me that she was here to feed you when I was gone. She said she'll take you away from me since we broke up." 

I told my eyes at the mere mention of her name. "She probably has another copy of the key. I'll get the locks change tomorrow, but yes, she was here when you weren't. Nothing happened though." 

I reassure him by running circles on his back with my thumb. 

"I trust you." He nods. "And about Sehun-" 

I kiss him before he could finish the sentence. "Shh. I don't need to hear it." 

His teary eyes turn the most beautiful shade of pink. His ears, his nose, his cheeks... All flushed. He's gorgeous. 

"B-but." 

"No buts, baby please. I know why you did it. I understand, and I'm not mad at you anymore. I just need you so much." 

"Really?" 

"Yes, really. It's been so long." 

Baekhyun bites his lip before standing on his tippytoes and wrapping an arm around my neck. "I need you too." 

Baekhyun whispers even though no one else is present in the room. 

I dip down and attach my lips to his. I moan at the feel of his hands combing through my hair as if I'm the only thing he needs at the moment. 

"Chanyeol." My name escapes his lips and flows straight to my ears. His warm hands run underneath my shirt, feeling the skin beneath his fingers. "Mr. Park... Sir." 

I groan. The silkiness behind his voice claiming an effect on me. 

"Daddy-" He tilt his head, obviously never using the word before ually. 

I growl picking him up by the waist and settling him on the nearest table. 

He pulls me forward by the waist of the pants, planting wet kisses on the side of my neck down to my chest while I work on palming him through his pants. 

"You forgot Onii-chan." I joke. 

"Shut up." He kisses me, taking my hands in his. 

Then, he shocks me by wrapping my fingers around his throat. A deadly innocent look on his face. His digits still on my wrist. "Claim me, Chanyeol." He whimpers. 

My twitches from the words. My breath hitching as my heart speeds up. This bastard- 

"Teach me never to kiss another man while I'm yours." 

I smirk, picking him back up and leading him to my bedroom.